I wrote this back in Dec for my [ sure creator content financial support website ] for the rare one-fifth Dominicus of the calendar month. I call this a fluff instead of a prologue, cuz I haven't decided if you're getting more than just yet. Over the succeeding couple month I'll have a few fib that I'll let my fans vote on for my next multi-chapter storey. The effect of this story are parts of what will likely be the third arc ...

Disclaimer : This story is my cerebral attribute, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarise, or post without permission. If it is not effectual to take in writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and former ‘ deviate'sexual experiences : do n't scan this. Do n't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and obligation is solely on yourself. Any similarity to rattling people or result is highly banality, horrifying and unintentional.

Anyway for those of you unclaimed torpedo that want to feel a bit of interaction for the side by side few minutes I have some normal. I've been told in the retiring it makes me audio pretentious, but I just want to accept fun and the subbies to have the same.

Rules for the subs :

As always, a constant theme in my storey are the rules… and these are the convention for the un-owned Italian sandwich that want a niggling control taken from them. These are optional, at to the lowest degree until you follow normal # 1..

regulation # 1 You belong to me until you thank me for your next climax. Say it,"Mistress Dyvia, I belong to you until I thank you for my next orgasm."Prove it to yourself by speaking those words.

Rule # 2 I mark my subs. I prefer lip rouge on your lips, thick and unblotted so you feel me every time you press your lips together. Seriously, if you have been reading my stuff, you should have it off this rule.. So if you don't have any, get some ! Today, get your precious little ass down to the memory and buy some, or at least order some off the internet !

But if unavailable, get a black marker and write my figure on your rooster, or just over your pussy.

prescript # 3 I over use ellipses… ... really ... ... I do… But I enjoy this. So whenever you see one, give your cock or clit a conciliate slap, nothing painful, but one that will bring you a fit of arousal. Once you know what the RBF is, practice your easily one while you do bring these, ‘ bursts of arousal ...'And remember I did this to you, not you. ; )

convention # 4 You may not cum without schoolmistress'permission. When you are done reading the narrative, there are criterion at the end for seeking my license. Obey my instructions !

Rule # 5 You will read this level in your favorite garden pink bra and pantie with no other dress on… or au naturel if you don't have that bra and panty set… Transformed bimbos love pink, don't they pet ?

Enjoy.

Mistress Dyvia presents :

RBF : The Tease

By schoolmistress Dyvia

POV The Mistress

I gently tapped my smartwatch to spark the radio receiver earphone that was snugly in my ear, and heard the vocalization speak out to me,"mistress, your nine o'clock is here."

"I'll be down in clock time for the scheduled appointment ; he's too soon. restrain him entertained until I get there."

An enthusiastic ‘ Yes, Mistress !"followed, then the seam went absolutely as I tapped the watch. A potential new node, came a little former, not for sure whether to be insulted for thinking he could take More fourth dimension than I offered, or complimented on the fact he was making surely he was not wasting mine.

I stood up and left my private authority, I closed the door and heard the lock, the main student residence on this floor was carpeted, so my heels didn't make too much noise. I wasn't dressed to intimidate sexually at the minute, many of the girls here were used to my dominatrix appearance, but given the few side looks that I pretended not to see as I passed a few young woman, they were not used to seeing me in my ‘ council chamber intimidation suit.'That was to say ; a ignominious pant courtship, cad, red blouse, and a wolfish smile.

I tapped my watch again trying to get Angela. A moment later her voice chimed in through my earpiece,"Yes, Mistress ?"

"Get the military recruit from the week ending on the 22nd into auditorium C in 5 transactions, we have a new client and I want to see how the new girls are doing."

"The 1 that have been here for just over a week ?"she asked.

I know she wouldn't argue and was confirming, but I found it very difficult to hide the border to my interpreter at someone questioning my decision."Yesss…"my vox slithered in annoyance.

"Very well schoolma'am, they'll be there in four."

"Thank you."I tapped the watch again as I arrived at the elevator. The door opened and I pressed the button for the Auditorium level.

There was a girl clearly unquiet,"Elli ?"I asked her.

"Yes, Mistress ?"

Is there something bothering you ?"

She shook her headland,"No, kept woman ?"

"wellspring then ... smell at this."I tapped the bluish pin on my collar. I saw her center dart up to the tapping sound my nails made, and then her body spoken language shifted, she attitude corrected itself, she suddenly seemed focussed, her eyes looking at my pin, the muscles in her face going quag, and her whole being said, ‘ relaxed.'I know the thoughts going through her head, we went out of our way to put them in there, ‘ I'm happy letting others think for me,'‘ I like looking pretty,'‘ I will obey my superiors without question.'etc…"Elli, will you obey all of my instruction ?"I asked as my hands moved toward her breasts and my nails traced outlines around her very visible nipples…

"Yes, Mistress.."she said as I noted this is the most confidence her part spoke since I stepped into the elevator with her…

"trade good. I want you to do something for me…"

About a hour later, the elevator threshold opened, and I held her flip-flop by the strap with one finger's breadth noting how they were ruined by her coming. I saw a maid enter a room, and I dropped the panties on her cart and continued on toward the auditorium.

I stepped inside and there were dozen missy sitting in the front row. They all had that vacant facial expression on their face, they were all sitting identically with their leg crossed and their hands resting on top of one another on their knee joint, the position of their arm forcing their breast into an call for cleavage… just as we taught them. I looked behind me and saw the gamey symbol that was on my collar projected onto the screen, no marvel they were so focused.

I needed four girls for my determination. I looked them over carefully. I tapped the redhead,"Gigi, stand up, walk of life to the doorway and waiting for me."I heard her confirmation as she obeyed, then I walked past tense two girls, I tapped one with black hair who was naked except for a collar, she blinked a couple clip as her optic were taken away from her focus."Kati, stand up and wait by the room access with Gigi."She responded just like Gigi. I skipped by another girl, and tapped the brunette on the shoulder,"Roxi, stand up and walk to the others and wait for me."I frowned as I realized I had already picked three and still had about half the young woman to go. I took a pair gradation back and looked for which one would be the honest eye candy… candy… My eyes darted to the last girl, I took a few tone toward her and tapped her shoulder"Candi, stand up and follow me."

"Yes, Mistress."I heard her say as she stood up and followed me as we got to the other girls… I tapped my watch again,"Angela, I have the young lady I need, you can return the others to whatever they were doing before."

As we walked down the antechamber I ran over the fille what would happen,"So we have a new client, and since you are new daughter, I thought this would be a keen example on how to show him how well you fille are trained. Don't vexation you can not fail, and truthfully I don't expect you to be the serious, and that is the stage, to see how far you have come in a short quantity of time, next metre he comes we will introduce him to a female child who has been here for a month."I realize at this breaker point their attention might not hold been as undecomposed as I would prefer. I stopped outside the function,"Simply young lady, You're gon na go in there, look pretty and look until he picks one of you out. Do you all understand ?"

They each nodded, and I said,"Good, number along."as I reached for the door ...

POV : Jason Auberfinn

I checked my watch, I had made much punter time than I had expected. My designation was at nine, and it was a little over XXV minutes early. At least I wasn't late. I entered and approached the receptionist, and looking at the generous segmentation and I thought that Edward was very much correct, this office was very much fancy fulfilment. He said that if I applied, and was accepted, I would induce my choice of the most beautiful women, and for the decently Mary Leontyne Price it could be a date, it could be girlfriend, a intimate fantasy, or even a wife… to my specifications.

I'm still not sure how that would work out. But I sent my ‘ diligence'in to the email, was invited to that laughable office, where I spent three hours of my time filling out questions and waited a month before getting a telephone set delivered to me, that rang as soon as I touched it… and they gave me a location and three appointments of my selection that I could arrive, and here I am.

The receptionist led me to an elevator.. I noted that she pressed a push button that said, ‘ Public Offices,'and there was a clitoris further up saying ‘ private offices,'that seemed to require additional security as the release were not lit. The telltale shift in my abdomen told me when the elevator started moving. We stopped and walked down the hall, we stopped in figurehead of a door and entered. It was a very diminutive government agency with a small desk, a pad on a stall and a blu-tooth keyboard, with a lowly telephone in the street corner. The blond woman behind the desk smiled. The receptionist told the blond who I was and then left. The blond picked up a phone and dialed, apparently received instructions, and led me into the next room.

Again fairly spartan for an authority and then it occured to me, public federal agency was not for study, it was for meetings with mass outside the company, like myself. The rear end were very comfortable looking, and sitting down, that thinking was confirmed. ‘ I need to get some of these for my office…'went through my head.

A here and now later the blond was standing in movement of me."Is there something I forgot ?"I asked.

She shook her pass,"kept woman won't be down until the designation time…"she started unbuttoning her shirt. Three things occurred to me at that point, ‘ Mistress,'so the the affair Edward said were true… Two, if the education was really that secure I could… never mind.. Cuz three, she's unbuttoning her shirt. Then she continued,"..I've been told to continue you entertained until then."

She exposed her breasts to me, and my center widened,"sanctum whoreson, those are fucking beautiful."

She giggled at my response…"I'm sure I can make that the least of your amusement."she took my hands as she kneeled in front of me, and took my hands to her breasts… My nerve skipped a rhythm, this was straight out of a smut.

Less than a hour later her hands were unzipping my gasp, a mo after that her tongue was stroking my dick making it bountiful and freehanded, and when my hammer wasn't get any bigger, she giggled as she looked me in the eye and saw the expression on my face before the entire length disappeared into her mouth…

Seriously, I thought I was about to cum five times, and she stopped me with just her lips… Scary skills right there.

I heard the threshold exposed behind me, the blond didn't stop."Mister Auberfinn, nice to meet you, don't hassle getting up, I wouldn't want to ruin your fun ... I assume you know who I am ?"

"Yeah, Edward told me about you."

"Good."she paused and looked behind me,"girls line up behind me."and four women who were all tenner walked behind her and stood, she snapped her fingers and said,"Girls,"and pointed to something behind me, and their faces all went slack.

I was tempted to search at their focal point myself, but somehow the tending the blond was giving to my fork made me adjudicate to pore on what was in front of me, not behind me.

She continued,"fountainhead you know that we provide sealed services, and since you have passed our trial I'm not afraid to separate you More, what do you know about what we do ?"

It was harder to focus with the natural language convolution thing the blond was doing, but I tried."Well I know I've been told you will provide the double-dyed cleaning lady for my motive, be it a night, a date, a girlfriend or more, but I'm not sure on the details."

The cleaning lady smiled,"We program the lady friend. They each have five year contracts, they gave their consent to be changed as they are. Some looking for financial increase, others looking for an vantage or trying to escape debt or whatever ground lead them to being here, we adjust their personality, supply a new identity, and in five years they have the prospect to renew their contract or get out. If they choose to leave alone, they are given a stipend depending on their service of process, or if they are married or similarly engaged-slash-entangled, they will go through an amicable divorce, and condition of any prenups will admit her receiving 5 % of the money you earned from the day you said ‘ I do,'until the divorce is finalized…"And I realized for anyone that could open those services, they would be leaving these women in promising situations.

"programming, is that why they look like zombies ?"I noted their personality-less expressions.

She giggled,"No. no… Those expressions are their RBFs…"

"Resting cunt Face ?"I asked with confusion, they looked like zombi not kick, and none of them looked like they could bitch about anything.

Again she giggled,"No, We refer to it as ‘ Resting blank face.'free of emotions, opened to suggestion. Though some clients refer to it as the Resting Bimbo aspect despite that only a few are actually bimbofied."She tapped the pin on her collar,"Any female child who signboard our contract bridge is trained to be open to this symbol, it is above the room access in my government agency, they are all staring at it."

My eyes widened,"I see."ironically I could not actually see it without turning around ...

She looked at me,"To get started, I just need you to pick one of the four girls behind me, each have been here for to a lesser extent than two weeks, I thought that was a just lieu to start since you're new… If we can do this with a new young woman, imagine what our experient little girl will be like."

POV Candi

I was putting on my constitution just enjoying myself. I love war paint, it brings out the salutary character of myself. facial expression are important to me, I love looking hot. I'm gorgeous and everyone should know it. People should look at me, I like being in the limelight. I do my unspoilt when I make others look good, because I look good.

"Candi !"I looked up and saw one of the instructor looking at me, had she just called my name twice ?

"I'm sorry, how can I help you ?"I asked as I stood and curtseyed.

"mistress D wants you in Auditorium 4 in three miniutes."

My heart went all-embracing. I checked myself in the mirror, I think I looked hot. My dress was slutty as fuck, my tits were on display, my hair was flawless, and my physical composition was almost done. I grabbed some lipstick, and applied a coat, blotted and licked them in the mirror to see if I had that enticing look, I did. I smiled as I followed Miss Angela. We met with a few other girls and Miss Angela led us in, and had us sit down. She left.

I immediately turned to the girl on my rightfield,"Hi, I'm Candi, any musical theme what schoolmarm D wants ?"

She introduced herself and shrugged her berm. Then complimented me on my constitution."Thanks yours is amazing too ! I love how you…"My thoughts were cut off as the screen came to life sentence."Shh.. we wagerer pay attention…"

There was a countdown from ten… and then…

Relaxation… I felt my body straighten its carriage, and my pegleg hybridisation, I rested my hands on knee and watched. The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to suppose for myself. I am felicitous, and want others to love I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasures…

My mentation continued like that for a while Until I felt a tap on my shoulder and Mistress was here telling me to follow her to the others ...

"Yes, fancy woman !"I said with exuberance as I quickly stood, and walked over to the other three girls. kept woman led us down to the public offices. I'm not sure what was special about them. There was a room access with her gens on it. We entered, her secretary's desk was empty. She opened the sec door to the main office, and there was her writing table giving a setback job to a man. That looked like fun. I want some… I couldn't help but pout a bit. schoolmistress signaled for us to remain firm behind her desk, and we lined up. A moment later, she snapped her digit and said,"Girls,"and we all looked to where she was pointing ... The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to think for myself. I am happy, and want others to know I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasures… I love when others tell me what my opinions are. I love being silly. I am rickety, and I live to serve…

The thoughts continued until Mistress said my name. I snapped out of it. And looked at her and smiled,"I'm sorry Mistress, I missed what you said."

She smiled in entertainment, as I was realizing the other three little girl and the secretarial assistant had left already. But Mistress spoke,"Jason has picked you for his dinner party date tonight. You will not be leaving the assumption, but you will have dinner in the ballroom."

I smiled,"That is wonderful, Mistress ! He's sexy looking !"I said with a giggle, and then my centre opened as I realized he heard what I said… I put my hand to my brim as he grunted with something that may get been a laugh.

schoolma'am afixed something to his tie and said something like to him like,"recall if she acts oddly, just bring in her attention to this and give her a moment. If you have any problems, put your arm up and a stave member will be over to assist."

He smiled and looked at me, I felt devoured by his gaze and felt my cunt gush in excitement. He held out his arm and I found myself stepping forward and putting my bridge player daintily through his arm and letting him head me out of the bureau and to the elevator. It took me a moment to earn Mistress was with us as she pressed a clitoris. When the elevator stopped, Jason continued to lead me to a table while schoolmarm seemed to birth gone in a dissimilar counselling. I saw there were a numeral of twain dancing in the in-between arena, some adult female being openly fondled despite their formal attire. She saw others eating, often the unity who were clearly the doms enjoying their food, some of the girls were lapping something out of a bowl, while others waited for their superiors to take a bite before they did. All perfect submissives like I was… or I hoped to be..

Soon we were seated. He was looking at the menu, I simply sat there waiting for him to order for me. And then he asked,"Are you going to attend at the menu ?"

"No sir."That 's not my place.

"Do you already know what you want ?"he asked.

"No sir."

"What are you in the mode for ?"he questioned ...

"I don't understand."I felt a bit confused at his question.

"What kind of food do you want ?"he continued



What do I want ? I'm not supposed to think for myself. I don't like that. time lag. did I even want to be here ? I'm not some whore. I'm not some toy. I look down at my breasts… Why are they so big ? I felt myself breathing heavily. I didn't know this man. My middle started darting around, why was I hear ? I didn't want this, but I volunteered so I could help… no… I felt dizzy.. My marrow was beating so fast.. I wasn't ready for this ...

"Hey, its okay…"he said… But no it wasn't, I was scared… I'm not ready… I need to get out of here… I need to ... I heard a tapping sound from the man, I looked up at him, was he going to try and assure me everything was going to be alright ?"Candi…"he said my epithet, that wasn't my public figure, okay it was, BUt I hated that name, I was Candace and ... He was tapping something on his necktie… I looked at it… Immediately, I felt my posture even out itself, and the muscles in my grimace relax… The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to think for myself. I am happy, and want others to know I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasure. I love when others tell me what my opinions are. I love being silly. I am frail, and I live to serve. I am womanly and I am dainty. I am passive. I accept others sound judgement. My body is for others to enjoy….

He snapped his digit. I looked up and smiled."I'm sorry. What were we talking about ?"

"What you would eat…"he started,"how do you normally do this ?"

I smiled,"You decide what I want and order of magnitude it for me."

He smiled."Easy enough."The waitress came and he ordered for both of us. Then he took my hand and commanded us to dance. I giggled as I liked being told what to do and rise up and he held me close. Now, I was certainly majestic of my segmentation before, but I pulled in close to him, and felt my bosom pressing into his bureau, and get it on my cleavage was something infinitely more impressive.

He whispered in my ear,"We still have some time before the dinner."He looked around seeing other duad in sexual military position,"How would you like an appetizer ?"

I looked at him in mental confusion, and then asked him"Like mozzarella sticks ?"I asked as he already ordered for us… He laughed, then whispered in my ear… Ohhh…. Understanding on my face ... That could be fun !

Half an time of day later the entree was served, and even though my aspect was covered in his cum, it didn't hold on me from enjoying the crybaby caesar salad that he ordered for me ...

A gustatory perception, but maybe.. Just maybe… it's not the End… ?

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As for my torpedo that are looking so very forward to that sexual climax. Ask me for it by emailing me, I will probably say no the first time… unless of path I see validation of your lip rouge. You could send me a picture show of your lip painted of row, or you could hired man pen a letter of the alphabet saying, [ your name ] is attribute of Mistress Dyvia on [ today's escort ], submissively [ Your epithet ] with a lipstick kiss next to it, or you could get creative… Otherwise, if I'm not feeling generous, I will give you a labor to complete, and if I'm live up to I will allow you to cum. I'm waiting for your obedience, my devoted pet .