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By *hrissie OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Colchester |
My mobile phone vibrated in my pocket. When I looked at the screen all it said was
"You are Late."
I knew who it was from. I had promised Mistress Coral that I would be at her home by 2pm. It was quarter past already and I was still 20 minutes away.
As I sat on the bus, getting ever closer, my mind started to wounder what she would do to punish me for being late.
Would she spank me, making my arse bright red with her leather studed paddle, cane me with her very flexible thin willow cane, clamp my nipples and pour hot wax all over them?
I had my eyes shut thinking about my pending punishment and getting a little excited that I almoust missed my stop. I managed to ring the bell just before the bus reached her stop and it came to a juddering holt after just overshooting it. I saw the bus driver give me a glaring look in the mirror as made my way down the bus. "I,m sorry about that" I muttered as he opened the door and I got off.
I looked at my watch 2:30,I was already half an hour late and I was still 5 minutes from her house. A few minutes later I turned the final courner and there it was, Mistress Coral's house. I walked up to the frount door and it was already open. I pushed it open and heard her shout to me
"Get upstairs you sissy slut and get ready in double quick time, you don't want to make me any more angry."
With that I shut her door and rushed upstairs to get dressed ready for our session. I opened my bag and laid out all my clothes on the bed. I had choosen shear black silk seamed stockings, a pair of satin black knickers with a matching lace bra and suspender belt. Next came out my French maid uniform, no matter how I packed it, it always creased my bag. My white silk apron was next along with my maids cap.
I quickly did my make up and finished my lips with a deep red slutty looking lipstick. I placed my blond bob of a wig on and gave it a quick brush through. A final glance in the full length mirror to check I was presentable and then I pressed the buzzer that would let Mistress Coral know I was ready.
I assumed my position on my knees, head down as I heard her walking up the stairs. My heart was starting to race as I heard her open the door to her dungeon. |
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By *hrissie OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Colchester |
I knew I was in trouble as Mistress Coral didn't say a word. She usually passes some comment about my clothes or my make up. This time nothing. I could sense her looking at me,but I kept my head down and all I could see out of the courner of my eyes was her feet covered in her long black leather stelletto boots.
She made her way to her throne which was against the far wall of the dungeon. From here Mistress Coral could sit and browse all of her domain. On the opersite wall to her throne was the St. Andrews cross with its buckles at the wrist and ankles. I have forgotten how many times I had been strung up on the cross and punished, but that's another story.
On Mistress Corals right hand side of her throne was the whipping bench with the handcuffs hanging from the ceiling on the chains. On the left of the throne was the full length mirror. It covered the entire wall from floor to ceiling and meant no mater where you were in the dungeon you could see yourself in it.
So there I was kneeling in frount of Mistress Coral, head still down using my perifial vision to see what she was doing. I don't know how long I was in this position before she finally spoke to me.
"Christina" she barked at me, "You were 35 minutes late for your start time. You know you must be here for 2pm Don't you. "Yes Mistress, I am very sorry I was late today. I am a worthless sissy who only exists to serve you and do your bidding" I responded. "I can't let this lateness go unpunished, but before that,you need to get on with your cleaning duties.
With that I got up of my knees and went to the cleaning cupboard on the landing and came back with the glass cleaner so I could polish the mirror and remove all of the smear marks from it.
So there I am dressed in my French Maids uniform cleaning Mistress Corals dungeon whilst she sat in her throne and watched me clean, not saying a word. I could tell she was planning my punishment as every now and again I would catch her with a glint in her eye and an evil grin spread across her face.
When I had finished polishing the mirror I went and kneeled in frount of her. "Is there anything else that needs cleaning" I asked. With that she lifts up her left foot and says "My boots and heals are dirty use your toungue and click them clean"
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