Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 44

by Long Tall Mary

The Orange football game was set to begin within a half hour and I savor being served sexually by a female submissive while sitting on the couch and viewing the game. I fully intended to have a sexual encounter with Headmistress Jones sometime during the day but what I had planned would interfere with my viewing pleasure.

Ms. Jones, her vibrator still intact, was permitted to remain in the dungeon with her students. She would not be restrained or confined but each of the cadets except Marla would be confined to the holding cell in light restraint. Marla would remain hogtied as punishment for lying during the interrogation. Ms. Jones would be allowed to speak with her students and Bernadette was assigned the task of supervising the group.

Kristen would be forced to serve me during the game. Since her arrival she had seen the dungeon only briefly, this was to further instill terror in her, before being confined upstairs to keep her separated from the student group. She was presently spread eagled on the bed in the guest room having been served breakfast in the form of deep tonguing my pussy earlier in the morning.

I was attired in my favorite outfit, the two piece leather pants and bikini, with a detachable snap on flap for the crotch area. Upon freeing Kristen from her spread eagle I bound her wrists behind her with rope and led her collared with the leash into the living room where she was ordered to kneel on the floor facing me as I sat on the couch. Earlier I had taken the liberty of shredding her work uniform and underwear with my heavy duty shears, she was now completely nude, which is my customary preference for submissives.

The issue of personal preference for my dominatrix attire evoked a memory of years ago when I was the managing dominatrix at Craig’s suburban bordello. One of the staff dominatrix, whose employment I had already decided to terminate, made the mistake of ridiculing my rather unconventional outfit.

I am most sensitive to criticism, especially from staff underlings, and punishment was swift. The bitch was stripped completely naked and I spread eagled her to the overhead. When her male sub scheduled for the afternoon arrived he was treated to a freebie and was allowed to act as a maledom, something I rarely permit. In addition the bitch was forced to give head to two of the security staff, another rare occurrence. After that I shredded her expensive dominatrix attire with my shears, shortly thereafter the bitch left town and was never heard from again.

The first quarter of the Orange game was just getting under way. I attached a belt around my waist and fastened Kristen’s leash to it in such manner that her face was forced against my pussy, she was unable to move from this position She was informed at the minimum she would be licking my pussy for the entire first quarter, if at the end of the first quarter the Orange were ahead she would be allowed to stop, if they were behind she would lick my asshole until they were ahead.

Regrettably 2005 was a bad year for the Orange and they lost to Connecticut 26-7, not scoring until the second half. Poor Kristen spent the entire second quarter deep tonguing my asshole. At halftime, my sense of compassion being as magnanimous as it is, she was allowed to cease for the duration of the game. I felt she had performed superbly and it wasn’t fair to vent my frustration over the abysmal Orange performance upon her.

As half time began I returned Kristen to the guest bedroom and as a reward for her excellent mouth work I modified her restraint. In place of the spread eagle a six foot chain was attached to her padlocked collar and anchored to the bed frame permitting her a modest range of movement. Kristen would remain so confined until later in the evening when she would be subjected to an excruciating pain and forced anal session. I would then make my assessment as to whether her attitude warranted release and if so she would be freed early Sunday morning.

The issue of forced sex with the academy cadets was much more delicate owing to their age as well as contractual considerations. A prerequisite for academy attendance is executing a waiver which specifically permits “corporal punishment and restraint for disciplinary infractions”. Obviously this doesn’t include forced sex and even full nudity is questionable. Despite the enormous gratification I would obtain from such activity, legal realities have to be considered. The cadets are mostly from affluent families and the risk of being prosecuted criminally is more than minimal.

It did concern me that after seeking out my expertise in bondage and corporal discipline Headmistress Jones, at least initially, was so reluctant to see it inflicted upon the cadets. My time is valuable and I don’t obtain gratification being a detention room monitor. It is activities such as flogging, leash training, and stringent restraint upon which I thrive, coupled of course with forced anal and oral sex. I wasn’t concerned about forcing sex upon Headmistress Jones but her appeal was much less than enormous.

Another source of gratification precluded was the shaving of the pussies of each of the cadets. This would have had to have been performed by Bernadette due to my hand tremor condition. However all was not lost as I had observed Kristen was sporting a full mound, she would be shaved later by Bernadette.

I took the half time opportunity to assess developments in the dungeon. The cadets were still confined to the holding cell except for Cadet Marla who was still uncomfortably hogtied on the floor outside the cell. Ms. Jones was sitting on a couch watching one of my numerous bondage videos, the audio but not the video could be heard by the cadets. Out of earshot of the group I questioned Bernadette who reported that Ms. Jones appeared somewhat aroused by the video and had not voiced any disapproval. Bernadette had the authority to put her into restraint in full view of her cadets if necessary and the desire to avoid irreparable embarrassment no doubt influenced Ms. Jones to be obedient.

By this time my interest in the football game had waned so I decided it was time to begin my sexual encounter with the Headmistress. I had her accompany me to the living room and instructed her to strip completely nude. She offered no protest and promptly complied although her demeanor hardly exuded enthusiasm. It was probably the first time any one had seen her naked in recent years except possibly her gynecologist.

Seated next to me on the couch she began babbling about embarrassment over her less than curvaceous figure, I don’t think even AARP would have used her in any of their promotional photos. However as a dominatrix you often have to feign sympathy especially when dealing with a source of future business. Her vibrator was turned on at a low speed to prepare her for an episode of geriatric sex.

I assured her that it was not uncommon for older women to engage intimately together and her physical attributes were typical of women of her age. It was tempting to comment that her best bet for a date was to convert to Islam and wear a burqa but my business instincts prevailed. She then began relating her personal history, how on her first date when she was twenty one, the guy attempted to date rape her and that this had irreparably damaged her trust of males. With lesbianism non existent at the college she was attending it appears that she sublimated her energy towards intellectual pursuits and never emerged from that mindset.

One desirable change in attitude that I sensed was that she was overcoming her naive attitude towards her cadets, the goody-goody, they’re just poor innocent girls type of thing when in reality they are essentially materialistic sluts, over pampered by their parents’ and predisposed to a lifetime of moral profligacy. Ms. Jones felt that the corporal punishment inflicted so far was not excessive and likewise the humiliation. I assured her no sex would be forced upon them and except for brief periods they would remain semi-nude in their underwear, but continually confined and restrained in some manner.

Tired of her babble I embraced her and began forcibly mouth kissing her while simultaneously finger fucking her snatch. This I continued for several minutes alternately sucking each nipple before resuming mouth kissing. Her response was truly astounding. She began moaning with an intensity seen in the common adult entertainment videos and climaxed so quickly that I was unable to use any type of arousal/climax denial technique.

The bitch was a veritable fountain of youth in terms of sexual release and this no doubt reflected many years of pent up desire. Frankly I was upset that I even initiated this encounter due to the immense pleasure she was experiencing. As I prepared to end the intimacies she began begging for more. I was in no mood to allow her further arousal so I suggested that another encounter would be had later in the evening when I returned from my bar.

My plans were to arrive at my bar around 6:00PM and leave shortly before 11:00, during my absence Ms. Jones would be allowed to either use my upstairs or visit the cadets in the dungeon. The door to the guest room, where Kristen was confined, was locked and Bernadette would assure that she would be not be observed by Ms. Jones during my absence. Bernadette of course would monitor Kristen periodically either in person or by CCTV.

I briefly considered putting Ms. Jones in some form of restraint, it really wasn’t fair for Bernadette to have to deal with the geriatric nympho. The agreement was that she would be allowed to spend some time studying and would only have to perform periodic monitoring of the captives. If Ms. Jones were not restrained she would most certainly disturb Bernadette’s peace of mind.

My decision was that Ms. Jones would accompany me to the bar where I could observe her continuously and she could enjoy the drink and meal offerings. If she proved to be a nuisance I have a soundproof cellar where she could be secured. Having had little exposure to bars she was quite reluctant but I assured her she could enjoy the monthly karaoke show and that unruly patrons were rare. After mentioning that I had considered keeping her bound to a chair in my bedroom she chose to accompany me to the bar.

Five of the cadets were presently confined to the cell and had been without restraints or gags for nearly two hours, the sixth was hogtied outside the cell. They had not been allowed to converse with each other and Bernadette’s constant presence assured compliance. To permit the cadets to remain unrestrained for another five hours would be allowing them undeserved comfort so I instructed Bernadette to reattach their waist chains and leather wrist cuffs. Cadet Marla was released from the hogtie and placed in the holding cell, with the same restraints as the others.

One might question the necessity of using “soft” restraints while locked in a cell but experience has shown that confined but unrestrained wenches are capable of quite imaginative forms of mischief with their hands. In addition each had a strip of single use duct tape sealed over their mouth, once removed it can not be resealed and anyone removing it would be severely punished. Since Bernadette could not be expected to view them constantly for several hours this assured no chatting or other use of their mouths during my absence.

Ms. Jones, her vibrator removed, was allowed to shower and change clothes. With all six cadets secure in the holding cell we left together in my van and headed for a Saturday night on West Fayette Street.

END PART 44