RBF: Tease

I wrote this back in December for my [certain creator content funding website] for the rare fifth Sunday of the month. I call this a tease instead of a prologue, cuz I haven’t decided if you’re getting more just yet. Over the next couple months I’ll have a few stories that I’ll let my fans vote on for my next multi-chapter story. The events of this story are parts of what will likely be the third arc…

Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other ‘deviant’ sexual experiences: don’t read this. Don’t read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly cliche, horrifying and unintentional.

Anyway for those of you unclaimed subs that want to feel a bit of interaction for the next few minutes I have some rules. I’ve been told in the past it makes me sound pretentious, but I just want to have fun and the subbies to have the same.

Rules for the subs:

As always, a constant theme in my stories are the rules… and these are the rules for the un-owned subs that want a little control taken from them. These are optional, at least until you follow rule #1..

Rule #1 You belong to me until you thank me for your next orgasm. 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 lipstick 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 know this rule.. So if you don’t have any, get some! Today, get your cute little ass down to the store and buy some, or at least order some off the internet!

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

Rule #3 I over use ellipses… …really… …I do… But I enjoy this. So whenever you see one, give your cock or clit a gentle slap, nothing painful, but one that will bring you a burst of arousal. Once you know what the RBF is, practice your best one while you do bring these, ‘bursts of arousal…’ And remember I did this to you, not you. 😉

Rule #4 You may not cum without Mistress’ permission. When you are done reading the story, there are criteria at the end for seeking my permission. Obey my instructions!

Rule #5 You will read this story in your favorite pink bra and panties with no other clothes on… or naked 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 Mistress Dyvia

POV The Mistress

I gently tapped my smartwatch to activate the wireless earpiece that was snugly in my ear, and heard the voice speak out to me, “Mistress, your nine o’clock is here.”

“I’ll be down in time for the scheduled appointment; he’s early. Keep him entertained until I get there.”

An enthusiastic ‘Yes, Mistress!” followed, then the line went dead as I tapped the watch. A potential new client, came a little early, not sure whether to be insulted for thinking he could take more time than I offered, or complimented on the fact he was making sure he was not wasting mine.

I stood up and left my private office, I closed the door and heard the lock, the main hall on this floor was carpeted, so my heels didn’t make too much noise. I wasn’t dressed to intimidate sexually at the moment, 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 girls, they were not used to seeing me in my ‘boardroom intimidation suit.’ That was to say; a black pant suit, heels, 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 recruits from the week ending on the 22nd into auditorium C in 5 minutes, we have a new client and I want to see how the new girls are doing.”

“The ones 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 edge to my voice at someone questioning my decision. “Yesss…” my voice slithered in annoyance.

“Very well Mistress, 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 nervous, “Elli?” I asked her.

“Yes, Mistress?”

Is there something bothering you?”

She shook her head, “No, Mistress?”

“Well then… look at this.” I tapped the blue pin on my collar. I saw her eyes dart up to the tapping sound my nails made, and then her body language shifted, she posture corrected itself, she suddenly seemed focused, her eyes looking at my pin, the muscles in her face going slack, 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 commands?” 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 voice spoke since I stepped into the elevator with her…

“Good. I want you to do something for me…”

About a minute later, the elevator doors opened, and I held her thong by the strap with one finger noting how they were ruined by her orgasm.