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"Kyle was a divorced, middle-aged business man who wanted a sensual massage from some beautiful women. Perhaps he could negotiate a little more than just a massage, but these ""call girls"" had a hidden agenda of their own and a big surprise for Kyle!"
(This is the final part of the story).

DISCLAIMER: This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people, places, or organisations is purely coincidental. The events described in this document are entirely fictional. This fantasy was created to give background to a series of fantasy stories involving beautiful powerful women and the faithful dedicated submissives (slaves) that served themThese stories, as is all fiction, are fantasy and not reality. The collectors and the authors do recognise the difference between the two. If YOU do not, please seek professional psychiatric care at once. While some stories here may claim to be true, the standard disclaimer found in mainstream published fiction applies: Any resemblance to any real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental - except for verifiable facts that may be mentioned in some stories.

Excerpt:

"You're in no position to demand anything, my little man," she said, brandishing the crop, threatening a second blow. "You're going to have to learn to settle down and hold your tongue. You wanted me to be your mistress, Kyle. Back when we worked at Coastal you practically begged me to be your mistress. Well, now your going to get your wish; I'm going to be your mistress for the rest of your life, but I don't think I'll be the kind of mistress you had in mind then. Get used to it, Kyle. I'm your dominant mistress; the kind of mistress that must be obeyed!"
"Look, Veronica, please...Ooooahoo!" Kyle gasped in agony as the heavy leather pad on the end of the crop caught him squarely in the balls again, only much harder this time.
"Never address me by my familiar name again, Kyle. To you, I am Mistress or Madam Veronica, never just Veronica. Is that clear, Kyle?
"Y... yes, M... Mistress Veronica.
"Never again, Kyle, will you address any woman by her common or given name. From now on, you will address all women with whom you associate as Mistress or Madam. Women are a superior species, Kyle. Men are inferior beasts. Are we clear?
"Yes, Mistress Veronica."
Kyle was very scared now, quivering in agony from the last blow Madam Veronica struck to his balls. The leather pad had delivered a vicious sting to his scrotum and was heavy enough to send that sickening queasy feeling through his guts.