Madames Task

Francine was finding it hard to concentrate, here eyes constantly darting to the clock on her wall. Normally she was fully focused on her work, Madame at the city’s most exclusive brothel wasn’t an easy job.

At exactly eleven o’clock there was a light tap on the door.

“Come in” Francine’s voice was firm and her PA Bella slipped through the door.

“Mister Ryan is here for his monthly meeting Ma’am” Bella stood back from her bosses desk. Francine knew they were all a little scared of her, but all the girls respected her. “Hard but fair” was how they described her.

Bella was totally devoted to her, having come to the establishment desperate for a job. It soon became clear that she wasn’t suited to the sex work but Francine had found herself unwilling to turn the pretty young girl back out on the street and taken it upon herself to train her.

Bella had been a natural at organising Francine’s busy schedule as well as a very adept masseuse and lover when some extra special “organising” was needed.

“Thank you Bella” Francine smiled, then added, “you look beautiful today.”

“Thank you Ma’am” Bella bowed slightly.

“I will need you to stay late tonight, Davis will drive us to my apartment at six. I have already informed wardrobe what to have ready for you.”

“Yes ma’am.” Francine loved role play and already she could picture young Bella in the nurses outfit she’d chosen.

But first things first, Mister Ryan was waiting. No one knew anything about their meetings but most guessed he was an accountant of sorts with his suit and briefcase, they wondered if their Madame was as demanding on him as she was them.

“Please ask Mister Ryan to give me a few minutes, and hold all my calls Bella until he has gone.”

Francine heard the door open then click shut, the bolt sliding across. His scent was unmistakable, the hole for her nose and mouth in the hood allowing it to tease her nostrils.

Kneeling naked on the floor her nipples tingled, as she felt him walk around her a couple of times, stopping once to use the toe of his shoe to spread her legs a little wider, checking her bare sex.

His footsteps moved away and she heard his brief case open before returning and standing in front of her.

“Arghhhhhh” she groaned involuntarily as simultaneously both nipples were clamped and then he urged her to her feet with the attached chain before placing the third clamp on her already aching clit.

“Have you something to say to me?” his tone demanding.

“Thank you Sir.”

“Good girl” he led her to her desk and leaned her back against it, “I have a present for you” and as he pushed her legs apart she felt a cold hard object inserted into her, moaning as it pressed against her sensual spot. “Now turn around” he ordered.

She heard him fiddle in his bag, her legs weakened as she anticipated the flogger she knew he carried.

“Oh god” the inserted object inside her began to vibrate hard and her legs nearly gave way.

“Oh I’m sorry” he laughed, “it must have been on high.” The vibrating decreased to a low hum, sending delicious sensations through her body. Francine was relaxing into it when the first strike of the flogger slapped against her bare arse.

“AHHHHHHHHHH” Francine cried out, the second swing on her bare back. Each movement of her body pulled on the clamps and she could feel herself dripping as the pain teased her whole body.

Between each swing he slowly upped the vibration, searching for her limits, aware that she wouldn’t cum until he’d told her too, waiting for her to beg.

“I wonder how long that pretty little Bella would last” he taunted her, the tendrils of the flogger wrapping around, pulling at the chain near her breasts, “would you like to see that pet?”

“Please Sir” Francine begged.

“Please what my little pain slut, please let you watch? Or please let you cum?”

“Oh please , let me cum” she begged and he turned the vibrator full on.

“I’m sure she would last much longer, after lots of training” he kept teasing her, then leaned in close, ” are you ready pet?”

“Yessssss’ please, sir, yessssss” and as he pulled the clamps away he ordered “NOW” the jolt of pain sending her over the edge, her body wracked by orgasmic tremors.

As she lay there panting the vibrations stopped and he withdrew the object. A single click signalled the closing of the case then footsteps and the unlocking of the door.

As it clicked closed Francine steadied herself then reaching up to removed the hood. She’d not been expecting the vibration balls and could still feel the aftermath.
He was getting very inventive she thought, an added bonus. That and the thousand dollars she knew would be in her account before day’s end.

She hadn’t retired completely.

His mention of Bella also set her mind alight and she reached for the phone.

“Here fast Bella, I have need of you” she ordered then sat back in her chair, legs spread, awaiting her eager young PA.

The Master I Missed


Spread open wide
She felt his fingers deep inside
Another finger
Then his fist
Her Master she had missed

Tight on her breast
He gave the chain a simple test
Into her sub space
Saw the smile on his face

To respond to him
Obey his erotic whim
So it would seem
To fulfil Masters dream

Till her sex numb
Begging him to let her cum

Mark D Davis 2017

The Online Sub


Each day, she’d message Him
He’d answer when it was his whim
Her toys spread out on the bed
To do the things He said

Sometimes He might ask
Or set her a simple task
Get her so wet between her legs
Then laugh away her begs

Other times He might call
Make her to her knees fall
His voice made it all so real
Swear His cock she could feel

Addicted, to His sound
Instructed, her sex shed pound
Until, “oh Master please!”
Permission to release

Before He let her go
Before she lost that glow
“I’m Yours” He would have her say
And promise not to stray

Dominated My Way


Come closer if you dare
But beware
It’s not a costume that I wear
Not some image that I keep
My beliefs run deep

If you don’t believe
Then leave
I will not sit and grieve
But if you decide to stay
Then things are done My way

Prepare yourself to hurt for Me
Approach Me on bended knee
My needs your goal will be
Tormented by exquisite pain
Then beg to endure again