A SURPRISE FOR A NERVOUS HOUSEWIFE: Mistress catches a hesitant housewife off guard with her first BDSM lesson

By Carlos Cook

 Dive into the seductive world of BDSM literature, where boundaries are stretched, passions are explored, and passion takes on an exciting new dimension. Characters in these meticulously constructed stories traverse the subtle dance of dominance and submission, weaving their way through a rich tapestry of pleasure, agony, and power dynamics

• Language: English
• Publisher: Carlos Cook
• Release date: Dec 29, 2023
• ISBN: 9798869089922

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A SURPRISE

FOR A NERVOUS HOUSEWIFE

Mistress catches a hesitant housewife off guard with her first BDSM lesson

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This is a fictional work. Names, characters, settings, and happenings are either made up by the author or utilized fictitiously. Any similarity to real people, living or dead, businesses, events, or locations is completely coincidental.

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Prologue:

If this is your first time reading one of my tales, there are a few things I've skipped over in this one since I've written numerous other stories on the same subject. Almost every session with my toys ends with me writing a tale. But I only post a handful of them online.

Pepper Rodgers is my name. I'm a 20-year-old Domme living in the heart of Mobile, Alabama. My fourth-floor apartment has a reasonably equipped playroom in the second bedroom (most of my neighbors are business types who aren't constantly there, affording me a lot of solitude, even in the corridors and elevators). I also keep a reasonably stocked toybox. I like toys that are older than I am, maybe 30-42 years old. For me, I like guys, but not for my toybox. When it comes to toys, I find ladies and couples significantly more entertaining. Single males are more needy and sometimes clingy. But that doesn't mean I don't have a couple in my collection. I do. They just do not have the same prospects as couples and single women.

I'm little. Actually, she is more tiny than petite. I'm 5' 1.75" and 91 pounds, but I'm not bony; I'm curvaceous, like a small-sized lady, with blond hair down to my shoulders and blue eyes. Oh, and my chest is the one area where I'm not little; I'm a 32-D, and I'm quite pert, which makes me popular with the males.

I'm also slightly bisexual, attracted to men rather than women. I'd never choose a female partner for a date, let alone for sex, but I'm not opposed to masturbating with a female toy. Sophie happens to be my favorite sex toy to pleasure myself with. Her tongue has two major advantages over my vibrator: one, it's very delicate and tender. Two, no matter how much I use it, its batteries never die at the worst possible moment!

When I want sex, I never use one of my toys. I never let a toy touch, or even see, all of me, and I never bring a toy into my bedroom. I pick a man, usually one I find in a club, cafe, or wherever. I flirt, dance dirty a little, and if he meets my standards, I ask if he's interested in a one-time-only, no-names-exchanged hook-up.

I never pick a guy I know or even just see around, and I insist on a cock between 7 and 9 long and 1.5 across, plus or minus a small amount. I also won't touch a guy who isn't circumcised, because I hate the way the foreskin feels inside me. I want to feel that fat head. The dirty dancing gives me plenty of time to tease a guy hard and feel for myself what he's got.

Sophie, my 20-year-old live-in slave-girl, is 5'4" and weighs 119 pounds. She has long honey-blonde hair, green eyes, and a 34-B breast. Sophie is really committed to me. She's so loyal and happy being my slave that she's a virgin with males while not being attracted to women. She simply serves and pleases me and those I give her to. And while I'm using her, even with my male devices, I won't let any guy touch or enter her pussy. Those are all mine. It's all mine. I've had her since she graduated from high school, but I've known her for much longer. Since two months after her 18th birthday, which was also two months before she graduated from high school.

Paige, my 19-year-old house slave and slave-whore, is my slave. She clearly enjoys her part. She also lives with me. In the playroom of a kennel. She, like Sophie, came to me in her senior year of high school, just after her 18th birthday. Paige does the most of the housework, allowing Sophie to focus on me more carefully. Paige is my whore as well. Paige's body is what I use whenever I need a female body to torture one of my toys. And Paige isn't bothered by it.

Paige is a slim young lady. She stands about 5'6" tall but weighs only 112 pounds, giving her a slightly stickish figure with only the gentlest of feminine curves to her waist and hips. She does, however, have a pair of rather perky, and slightly pointy, 34-B breasts with wide nipples, as well as honey brown hair that's long and curly and green eyes.

I believe in providing for my slaves' education. Sophie is now a sophomore at Bishop State College, studying to become a vet technician. Paige, a year behind her, is starting her freshman year at Bishop. Before they became mine, both girls were mediocre students, and neither had the grades to get into a four-year university. Now they're straight-A students. I wouldn't accept anything less.

I have three BFFs (Isabelle, Reagan, and Ellie), none of whom are into my little games, but all of whom occasionally creep into my stories because, well, they're my BFFs, so they're always around. Fortunately, they're not offended by anything they see; they're just not eager for me to put on a show on their behalf.

I also have five other female friends, all of whom are Dommes: Andrea (26), Janelle (35), Colette (39), Diane (43), and Olive (44). We usually get together every couple of weeks for coffee and a little gossip about who's doing what to whom lately. We occasionally share, or loan, our toys to each other, but not very often. We occasionally do a favor for each other, such as providing something different for a toy.

I get all of my toys through networking. It's almost always one of the women in our circle who has a toy she doesn't want and offers to point it at another who is interested, or one of my toys tells someone, who tells someone, and so on until someone asks my toy to introduce someone to me. It's rare that it's someone I don't play with, but who knows what