Mistress Caroline

She picked up her phone like she was talking on it and casually walked toward her area, figuring he would have time to circle around and accidentally bump into her.

Which is just what happened. As they passed each other in the hall, she lowered her eyes laying on the shy girl with a secret routine. And he bit it. "Good day Carol."

"Good day, doctor." She even bit her thumb nail.

"Oh...uh...Carol?"

She stopped and slowly turned around. "Yes doctor?"

"Oh...I ...must have forgotten."

"Well if you think of it...my extension is 1473...doctor."

"Yes...thank you."

There was something about her. Hardly the trophy second wife most men his age had. She looks so innocent, so airy and springy. But she gets off in the park. So young. Yet, in her own way, so seductive. As of the last few days he has fantasied about fucking her. Or eating that pussy. Or even just talking to her. It was an easier thing to dream now the cage was gone. He actually still had the cage and had put it on occasionally, but like the butt plug, it just wasn't the same. He missed her. Funny, he thought. He was crazy about two women, neither of which he could be with.

As fate would have it, they did run into each other as they were leaving for the day and it caught her totally unprepared.

"Hello again." He said. Did that sound stupid?

"Hello again, doctor." Turning toward him with her coach bag held in both hands behind her back. "Did you ever think of what it was you wanted to ask me?"

"Would you like to have dinner? Tonight."

"I'm sorry," she said looking down. Then slowly looking in his eyes, she said, "I have church choir rehearsal, tonight."

"Well, maybe another time."

She gave that little innocent look, turned and walked toward her car.

It was the following Monday. He had spent the weekend naked, with a butt plug up his ass, not the huge one, the cock cage on his dick doing chores and at night sitting on his deck with Pappy Van Winkle.

It had not been a good weekend for Carol either. She had worked both jobs during the week but had basically phoned in her evening shows...not that the swine noticed. They were just so eager to serve. But she, Mistress Caroline was not happy and neither was Carol who had spent Sunday afternoon curled up in her hammock on her deck with a bottle of wine and a book. Something had to give. Act now or move on, she thought.

Act now or move on was what he was thinking when he arrived at work on Monday. He would go to Carol's cubicle and ask her out. It had been a while since he had actually had a date with a girl he didn't pay. He needed to know more about her. The girl who didn't wear panties.

She saw him coming in one of the mirrors that OSHA required them to hang. She ducked into a supply room until he had gone. She actually ate lunch slumped over in the front seat of her car, avoiding Dr Bounds at all costs.

This went on all week. Finally Friday night he received an email from Mistress Caroline. It simply said: perhaps I was a bit harsh. If still interested in serving me on a more permanent basis, respond in the affirmative. If not interested, I understand. If interested...get ready for the ride of your life.

He couldn't believe what he was reading. Is this part of her plan? What actually is going on? Of course, at least in his heart, ass and cock, he wanted to have her in his life on any level. His brain was a little more cautious though. She is mind fucking you, he thought.

He typed: Mistress Caroline, nothing would please me more. Thank you!

Send.

On a rare Saturday session at noon they were online. He had the huge ass plug in and the cock cage and a ball gag. Things were back to normal. "I can't believe I am saying this, but I missed you. You are once again Mistress Caroline 's servant and your privileges are restored."

"Thank you, Mistress Caroline, he muttered through the gag.

"I will show you no favor. Expect things to get tough."

"Thank you, Mistress Caroline"

"I will spend more effort on you than before. You have potential and if you live up to it I may take your ass to that New Orleans club and share you with the masses."

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Mr big time doctor. Just another pussy. What if the girls in the office knew the real you. Pussy."

For another forty five minutes she carried on with the most disgusting things, including pissing himself and he gladly obeyed. She ended the conversation with this: "You will receive a very special gift this week." Then gone.

A gift, no a very special gift. Hopefully not a bigger ass plug, he thought. He knew he wouldn't get the gift on Monday. Too easy. More like Thursday or Friday he figured. Should he get her something. What?? Anticipation was taking over.

Monday came and no special gift. He did see Carol briefly from a distance. He knew he needed to put her out of his mind, the girl who wore no panties.

Wednesday at noon he received an extra long jolt. His secretary was in his office and noticed his ridged movement but since he smiled she didn't say anything. He dismissed her and sat back as the current was being turned up little by little. His cock was going crazy. His prostate was being massaged. He was laughing, it felt so good. He wanted to cum. He was enjoying every bit of the current that was rushing through his body so much he didn't hear is door open. But when he saw who it was he was stunned. Carol dropped her blazer revealing a black leather corset. She held up her phone and ran the current up to 85%. His body was involuntarily flopping and he knew now, who was in control. She inched the power up a bit and walked behind him in his chair and placed a custom brown leather collar with gold D-rings. She shot the power up all the way and whispered in his left ear: "You are mine."

"Thank you Mistress Caroline."