Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 81 by Long Tall Mary

Kelly arrived at 9:05AM, five minutes late, and such a transgression by itself is sufficient to incur my wrath. She parked her beat up Ford Taurus in the driveway and as instructed entered the garage through the walk in door; she would then stand at attention and facing the inner house door until someone appeared.

Ordinarily I appear to greet the sub, but today I would use a different method. April would greet Kelly, escort her to the living room, then instruct her to strip and remain standing at attention until I entered. This would be an important test of April’s ability to assist me in a dominatrix role; what she did not know was that I later planned to use her as a co-submissive  for a portion of Kelly’s training. By means of my CCTV I was able to monitor what was happening, and this is how I caught my first glimpse of Kelly.

A chunky, made over blonde at about 5’4” and 152 pounds, she appeared much older than twenty one. In my opinion she was better suited as an in house hooker as opposed to a call girl, and I could only wonder what TJ saw in her. Her attire met my standards, a short black dress underneath a full length green leather coat, and fashionable 4” heels. Despite this my initial impression of her was distinctly negative, and her discipline would be much more severe than otherwise might be the case.

Kelly followed April to the living room where she received her terse instructions. “You will strip completely naked, put your clothes on the couch, and stand at attention until the mistress comes in. You will not speak unless spoken to and will address mistress by that title”. With that April left the living room and Kelly proceeded to undress.

From observing Kelly via the CCTV it was clear from her body language that she regarded her forced nudity with disdain. She further incurred my wrath by not standing at attention for nearly three minutes, I made her wait this long to assess her attitude, and so far she was failing. As I entered the room she shifted to a position of attention that was still deficient “I see that you have difficulty following instructions, you were told to stand continuously at attention” I intoned. “I’m sorry Mistress it won’t happen again” was her snippy reply, with no effort to even feign sincerity.

Kelly was then directed to put her hands behind her back. She complied, but upon realizing that I was about to use a pair of steel handcuffs reacted vehemently, and put her hands in front of her The claimed reason for this blatant disrespect was that when arrested previously, the steel cuffs had caused nerve damage.

In previous years I would have simply wrestled the bitch onto the couch and forcibly applied the cuffs, but with aging I must be circumspect in these matters. I directed Kelly to stand facing away from me while I went for a set of leather cuffs. The ruse proved  successful  and she did not notice that when I returned I was carrying a small cattle prod device; it is a device I seldom use but it is always available.

Continuing with the ruse, I directed Kelly to place her hands in front of her, as I held the leather cuffs within her view. She fully expected that I would cater to her personal restraint preferences, only to be suddenly jolted in the stomach with my prod. In an instant I forced her onto the couch, her struggle proving ineffectual, and cuffed her hands behind her back, only using steel cuffs.

I did loose my temper and yell at her, calling her a stupid cunt amongst other epithets. This is not my style but even a dominatrix is entitled to loose her aplomb on occasion. The sounds of the struggle caused April to rush into the room to see if I needed assistance, but I was confident I could handle Kelly alone and dismissed April. The next step was the padlocked leather collar, and still smarting from the electric jolt, Kelly offered no resistance as I led her on a leash to the basement dungeon, where she would experience the full force of my visceral sadism.

The prospect of another electric jolt was sufficient to discourage any resistance by Kelly. Her ankles were placed in leather cuffs and attached to the floor by bolts, spread about three feet wide. I did replace the steel cuffs on her wrists with leather ones, but not out of concern for her comfort; I then used a cable connected to the overhead and winched her arms uncomfortably upwards to about a forty five degree angle. A pair of my soiled panties wedged into her mouth prevented her from interrupting my orientation monologue.

I was so infuriated by Kelly’s attitude that I took the unusual step of calling TJ on my cell phone and requesting permission to keep her confined for another twenty four hours, and in addition to shave her nearly bald. After assuring him that I would provide a wig he consented, Kelly writhed in agony as this conversation took place. Confining her for the extra day would be not great problem; she would simply be locked in the basement holding cell or cage and monitored by April or myself.

Regrettably I still suffer from mild hand tremors, which has been diagnosed as the Benign Essential Tremor syndrome. The only treatment is tranquilizers, but one can only take so much medication before becoming groggy. It does interfere with my ability to perform certain tasks, two of these being shaving heads and cunts. It has also mildly impaired by ability to tie knots and as a result I find myself using various types of cuffs more frequently. In Kelly’s case, April would perform all the barber work.

Before I could begin my lecture I received a call from Noreen which caused me to be even more distressed, something which never bodes well for the sub being sessioned. Unknown to me she had scheduled a session with a male sub for 10:00AM  and now she claimed her car was broke down and could not arrive in time. She had the audacity to request that I session the sub myself, with Noreen receiving the customary fee.

While I do not object to sessioning two subs simultaneously, Noreen is well aware that I have no interest in male subs. Further she sounded hung over. Reluctantly I agreed to do the session but Noreen was informed she could expect a “counseling session” by me. I was confident this would cause her great distress as the counseling involves primarily corporal discipline and I expected she would call later begging for leniency.

The wimpish sub Noreen had scheduled was Michael, a 26 year old architect, whose primary preference was foot worship with little or no other sexual contact with the dominatrix. I have long had a disdain for foot worshippers and today Michael would get something he was not expecting. Had I sufficient notice I would have arranged for a gay maledom to ass fuck him, but I was confident he would not enjoy what I had in store for him.

I decided to leave Kelly standing in endurance bondage for at least an hour and during this time I would be devoting most of my time to Michael. To increase Kelly’s distress I fitted her with a blindfold, the form fitting type with an opening for the nose. Not wishing for her to expel my soiled panties, I attached two strips of duct tape over the mouth.

Michael arrived promptly at 10:00 for his session and appeared surprised when I greeted him at the door. After leading him to the living room I broke the news that Noreen would not be his dominatrix today, and that I would substitute. I sense he was considering requesting a reschedule but I promptly ordered him to strip nude, and being the wimp that he is, he complied without question. Ordinarily he only stripped to his underpants, so he must have realized that today’s session would be different.

Next I used the steel cuffs to cuff his wrists behind his back and I quickly sensed his apprehension. For his sessions with Noreen no restraints were used, she simply sat on the couch while he went to work on her feet. I then took Michael to the basement where he must have been at least mildly aroused at the site of Kelly naked, cuffed to the overheard, blindfolded and gagged. It is not uncommon for male subs to fantasize a female sub being co-trained with them, and today he would be required to do this, although only on a limited basis, and certainly not in a way he would enjoy.

My first exercise with Michael was to administer twelve strokes with my rattan, as he bent over a saw horse like device, still handcuffed. I made him enunciate with each stroke in the classic Animal House way “Thank you maam may I have another”. Satisfied that his buttocks would be sore for at least five days, I then decreed that he would ass fuck Kelly, only using his mouth instead of his cock. Judging from the rigidity of his erection I doubt if he could have consummated the later.

The wimp actually protested that he did not wish to partake of my orders. My response was to inform him that if he did not, I would arrange for one of my gay associates to ass and mouth fuck him. My bluff succeeded and I Michael kneeled behind Kelly, on a pillow that I generously provided. Still handcuffed he began using his tongue on Kelly’s asshole, although I did have to use a flogger on his buttocks three times, as I felt he was not performing vigorously enough.

Kelly was in genuine distress and showed no signs of arousal from her anal invasion, combined with her strict bondage. After about ten minutes I permitted Michael to cease his mouth work, and that his session was concluded. As a bonus I did not charge him the customary fee although I had no doubt he would not be a future customer. Noreen would suffer dearly for this.

With Michael departed it was time to continue with Kelly’s disciplinary regimen. I removed the tape and panties that comprised Kelly’s gag, but left her blindfolded. April was summoned from upstairs and directed to shave Kelly bald. Kelly knew better than to protest and for the next ten minutes April used an electric shear for this purpose. Once completed I removed Kelly’s blindfold and permitted her to view herself in a mirror. To say that her reaction was one of bitter humiliation was to put it mildly.

After I fitted her with a whorish looking brunette wig, she was no longer a made over blonde. Viewing herself in the mirror did nothing to buoy her spirits, nor did the fact that she was informed she would spend until 8:00AM the next day confined in my sit down only cage. At times I am given to benevolence; in this case she would not be subjected to any further restraints while caged.

I had recently acquired a new basement cage and Kelly would be the first to experience it. An eight inch dildo was mounted on the floor of the cramped cage, and so positioned that it was impossible for any female to avoid sitting without taking the device in her cunt. It featured a door permitting vertical entry. As it was not unlikely that Kelly would resist being placed in the cage, I directed April to be present should I require assistance.

Upon realizing her fate Kelly did plead with me to spare her the impalement but I reacted impassively. Worn down from her strict endurance bondage, Kelly was in no condition to resist and reluctantly entered the cage. Her cunt was well lubricated and my earlier finger examination revealed no condition which would make taking the intruder unusually difficult, although it most certainly would be painful.

Once seated in the cage and with the door locked shut, Kelly realized the futility of attempting to positioning herself to avoid the device. The dildo was a vibrating one featuring a cord that plugged into a wall outlet, along with a three speed remote device. One of the speeds permitted time delay vibrations, such as one minute on and one minute off. I used the later setting, at least for the time being.

Subs who are confined overnight in the basement dungeon have two options. One is the cage and the other, considerably less traumatic, is my holding cell. Typically a floor mattress is provided and a six foot chain connects the subs collar to a floor bolt. This enables the sub to stand to use a toilet bucket, however with no seat provided in the cell, the sub spends most of the time lying on the mattress. In Kelly’s case the fact that I was not charitably disposed towards her, assured she would spend night in the cage.

END PART 81