The
Domination of Mister Mike
By Karen Singer
Chapter
19 – Part 1 of 2
I was at work
Tuesday morning, anxiously shifting in my seat because my backside was still
raw, when my phone rang. As I expected,
it was Joanna. “Hello?”
“Hi Mike. How are things going?” she asked.
“Okay.”
“Just okay?”
“Fine,” I
replied flatly.
“Mike, what’s
wrong?”
“My backside is
still a bit tender to sit on.”
She giggled. “Good!
I want you to feel it. I want you
to remember and think about the consequences of not doing what we tell you.”
I didn’t
reply. I understood, but I actually had different
opinions on the issue.
“I’m afraid I
got quite a laugh,” she said, “when Ashley told me you actually managed to have
another orgasm last night from just her spanking you.”
Yeah she would
laugh at that. “Um…to be honest, I can’t
believe it myself.”
“I have no doubt
Mike. No doubt at all.”
“This isn’t
exactly fun, you know.”
“What? I have no doubt at all that you’re really
loving it.”
“Loving it? How can I love it? I hate being stuck in diapers all the time
and having to wet them, especially when they’re so incredibly thick to begin
with. I hate having a stupid pacifier
stuck in my mouth all the time, and I’m also not crazy about her handing me a
baby bottle to drink when I go to bed every night. And don’t get me started about her spanking
me every evening. There’s a whole lot of
things that I’m not happy about.”
She giggled. “Oh Mike.
I’m sure you love it! In fact, I’m sure you love all of it!”
I made no
comment. To confirm it would have only
incriminated me.
“Mike,” she said
more seriously, “that’s not why I called you this morning. I wanted to let you know that I sent Ashley
more instructions this morning.”
“And let me
guess, she hasn’t answered again.”
“No, she texted
back just a simple okay. But I’m betting
that it’s anything but okay with her.”
“Why? What did you ask her to do?”
“Sign up for two
on-line courses. One of which she’s
already taken, but she didn’t do well in.”
“You want her to
take it again?”
“It’s anatomy,
and she barely squeaked through it the first time. For nursing, it’s critical. Especially as she moves up the ladder.”
“Okay. So I can expect her to be extra miserable
tonight?”
“She may be, or
maybe not. I’d side on the cautious side
though. But I wanted to tell you that
she may need you to help her get some books for the courses. And that will mean you’ll have to drive her
down to the college book store.”
“Uh-oh.” The phrase just popped out of my mouth.
“Exactly Mike,
and of course you’ll have to wear your high heeled shoes. And Mike, since this is a punishment week for
you, if Ashley does want you to take her out to get her books, then I’m going
to let this stand as your extra punishment task for the day. You’re still going to get spanked by her and
you’ll still get locked into your shoes for the night, but nothing else.”
I got the
impression she was trying to make it sound easy, but my mind was still too
preoccupied with the thought that I’d have no choice but to go out into public,
while wearing high heels. And worse,
Ashley would be with me. That alone
could cause all too many problems. “I
just don’t know if I can do it,” I said rather urgently. “I don’t know if I can go out in public all
the time wearing women’s shoes.”
“Mike, you’ve
been through far worse already. And
remember, wearing the shoes was something we both agreed you could do last
weekend. So all we’re really doing is
extending that…somewhat permanently I’m afraid.
And because of that, I can see no reason why this should stop you. In fact, I’m already looking forward to hearing
all about it from Ashley.”
She would! I searched for something to reply, but all I
could say was, “I really wish I didn’t have to do this.”
“I know Mike,
but we’ve covered this territory before.
You signed up for exactly this, remember?”
“I’m not sure it was for exactly this kind of
thing,” I replied. I also was reminded
again that I’m still not sure how willingly I had gone along with it.
“You knew in
advance what it could mean. We discussed
this together before you signed the agreement.”
“Yeah. I know.
But that doesn’t mean I’m exactly happy about it.”
“Maybe not, but
you did agree. And I have no doubt in
the world that you’re getting far more out of this than you let on.”
Again I didn’t
reply, on the grounds that it might incriminate me. “Okay, so I’ve got to look forward to a trip
to the book store tonight. I guess I can
manage that.”
“You can manage it, and you will manage it!”
“Yeah, I know,”
I replied rather sullenly.
“Mike, there’s another
issue I wanted to bring up with you today.”
“What’s that?”
“The money I
still owe you for expenses last week. It
may be next week before I can give it to you.
But I promise, I will. It’s just
that I had few extra expenses this week to pay for. One of them was for Ashley’s fine for that
accident she had, and it cost me a bundle.
Plus, I’m probably going to have to fork out the money for her books for
those courses as well. So please Mike, I
promise I’ll pay it all next week, along with whatever I owe you then for this
week too.”
“Yeah, sure,” I
replied rather unkindly I’m afraid.
“It’s no problem.”
“Thanks
Mike. You know this whole thing is
costing me a bundle.”
“Yeah, I know,”
I replied. But what I was thinking was
that it might be costing her a little money, but it was costing me my life.
“And Mike?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m really
looking forward to next weekend. I think
it should be a special one for you.”
My mind
immediately brought up images of her in bed with me. “I’m looking forward to it too,” I
replied. “I’d much rather have you
pushing me around than Ashley.”
“You still have
me pushing you around,” she said. “Don’t
forget, some of the things Ashley has you doing, are because I told her to.”
“I know,” I
replied. I did know that…sometimes. But was Ashley telling me everything? Now I had to wonder.
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When I went home
at lunch that day, I immediately checked to make sure the trash can out by the
curb had been emptied, and then I dragged it into the backyard. That was one piece of business that I
accomplished that saved me some humiliation.
I headed into the house and immediately discovered that Ashley was in a
mood again.
“Do you know
what my stupid mother has done now?”
I knew, but I
felt it prudent to not let her know that.
“What?”
“She’s making me
sign up for on-line classes – already!
My financial aid hasn’t even come through yet.”
“So you won’t be
able to take the courses?”
She shook her head. “No, I can sign up and take them, they
already know the aid has been approved and it will come through eventually.”
“Then what’s
your problem?”
“I just barely
applied for school! And she wants me to
take two courses on-line right now.
Two! I don’t have that much
time?”
“You don’t?”
“Hell no. Not for that much. And to make matters worse, one of the courses
she’s insisting I take, is anatomy.
That’s the hardest course I’ll ever have to take.”
“How do you know
that?”
“Cause I already
took it.”
“And you’re
taking it again?”
“She thinks I
nearly failed it last time, so she wants me to take it again.”
“Sounds
reasonable.”
“But I passed
the thing already!”
“So are you going
to bring that matter up with your mother?”
She looked at me
like I was crazy. “Are you kidding? And have her even think I’m arguing with her
about something? No way! That would kill our agreement.” She smiled wickedly at me. “And Mom already hinted that next weekend
should be very interesting.”
Interesting? She had hinted that same thing with me,
although in a different way. “Why? What’s she got planned?” I asked nervously.
“I don’t
know. She won’t tell me,” she replied
disappointedly. “And she won’t let me
buy anything else on that card for you either.”
That was
definitely news to me, and I quickly realized that “anything else” had to mean
that she had already bought something.
And if Joanna wasn’t letting her use the card, then did that mean that
Joanna was buying something for me too?
After telling me earlier that she wouldn’t be able to pay me the weekly
expenses this week? Whatever it was that
she had bought, must have been very interesting – to her! That thought alone made me nervous.
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That night, I did
indeed have to drive Ashley out to the college to get her books. Was it embarrassing? Ugh! I
was nervous as heck even before we left the house. Okay, before we go into any other details,
yes, she did make me keep one of those super thick diapers on. In fact other than for work, she was going
out of her way to make sure I stayed in those darn things. How many were in that box? Way, way too many! I can’t tell you how tired I was of wearing
them…and wetting them. I also won’t tell
you how often they were fueling my fantasies and keeping me turned on. But that’s beside the point. Okay, back to business. Yes, I wore a damn diaper. And yes, I wore pantyhose, and yes I wore my
high heeled boots. And at Ashley’s
insistence, I also somehow left the house carrying that damn purse that
belonged to her, but she now kept calling my purse, and I had that stupid
pacifier in my mouth again. What part of
going out dressed normally, except for my shoes, included carrying a purse and
sucking on a pacifier? But Ashley had
ordered it, and somehow I had the impression that Joanna would easily side with
her daughter over the matter.
The diapers I already
knew were a foregone conclusion…like it or not.
Which of course, I didn’t. How
badly did that bulk show under my pants?
Not that it mattered. I could
barely get my pants on over top of that diaper.
But beside the bulky diaper, I had no doubt at all that the stupid
pacifier she made me suck on would call way too much attention to me, and that
didn’t even count my heels or that stupid purse. God how I was starting to hate sucking on that
little thing.
Wearing my winter
coat did nothing at all to hide the bulk of my diaper. And of course I already knew it wasn’t going
to hide the stupid pacifier, or my purse, or my heels either, but that’s how I
was dressed as I helped Ashley hobble out to my car and got her in it. Feeling stupid and nervous and ready to wet
myself, I got into the car and headed for the campus book store. It goes without saying that I wished Ashley
would just let me stay in the car while she went inside and took care of everything. It also goes without saying that I didn’t
even have to ask to know that wasn’t going to happen.
Despite how much
I wished we could, parking in the handicapped zone wasn’t an option, even
though Ashley really did need it. I
dropped her off by the door and then found a parking place, much further away
from the store than I was happy with.
And of course I had to walk, dressed as I was with heels on my feet, a stupid
purse on my arm, and a dumb pacifier still in my mouth, from the car to Ashley
who was waiting for me just outside of the store – phone in hand, taking
pictures of me. The clomping of my high
heels was way too evident on the sidewalk for my taste. The grin on Ashley’s face was from ear to ear
– of course.
A group of kids
came out the door, stopped and stared at me.
The comments they made and the giggling from the girls only turned my
face redder than I knew it was. Ashley
latched onto my arm and I helped her into the store, having trouble with the
door because of Ashley in the way…and because that damn purse was in my free
hand. But I got her inside.
I had never gone
to this college, but I wasn’t surprised by what I found inside. There were books out on the shelves on full
display, but mostly what was available was a lot of college paraphernalia and
other junk, all displaying the college name and logo.
It actually
didn’t happen right away. It was more
like a slow wave that gradually went through the other shoppers in the store,
who were mostly collage age kids. And
there was little doubt by their looks that the first thing they noticed was the
dumb pacifier stuck in my mouth. And
then I saw a girl pointing at my feet.
Slowly but surely, not only the line of kids waiting to get books, but
most of the others in the store turned to…check me out. Did they even notice Ashley at all? Yeah, they did. Not only because she was with me, but also
because of her broken arm and leg…and the fact that she was literally hanging
on me to help her stand.
From the line of
kids, I knew that in order to get the textbooks Ashley needed, we’d have to
stand in line…and wait.
“What the heck?”
one of the boys in the line just ahead of us uttered as we joined the line
behind him.
Yes, my face
turned redder.
“He’s my play
toy,” Ashley told him a bit too loudly, and with too much of a smile on her
face.
“What’s with the
baby binky?” one of the girls asked me.
“And the heels?”
her girlfriend added.
Before I could
answer, Ashley was covering their questions.
“He can’t talk much with that pacifier in his mouth,” Ashley told the
person. “But he’s wearing those heels
and sucking on that baby pacifier, because I want him to. He has to do anything I tell him, and this is
how I want him.”
“So you’re
like…a dominatrix or something?” one of the kids asked.
“Um…” Ashley
said. “Yes and no. But maybe…more yes.”
“So you make him
go out wearing high heels?” another girl asked.
“Of course,”
Ashley replied. “All the time. He’s got to do whatever I tell him.” And then her face turned positively
wicked. “You want to see what else he’s
wearing?”
“What do you
mean?” one of the kids asked.
She turned to
me. “Lower your pants and show them your
diaper, dodo!” she ordered.
I looked at her
like she was crazy. The kids’ weren’t so
much in line anymore as crowded around us.
“A diaper!”
someone exclaimed.
“Show them!”
Ashley ordered again.
With a sigh, I
handed Ashley my purse and made sure she could stand on her own for a few minutes. Then I unbuckled my belt and did my best to
peel my pants down over top of that bulky diaper. I felt like a total sleaze bag exhibitionist
doing something totally illegal. Was
I? I probably was.
There were all
kinds of surprised exclamations, not to mention a few of the kids commenting on
how big my diaper was. Without being
told, I pulled my pants up again.
Then we were
saved. Hooray!
“Hey!” one of
the store employees exclaimed loudly…and older man. “You’re trying to stand there with a broken
leg?” I noticed he didn’t bother
mentioning me, although his eyes never left me.
We didn’t even get to answer before he told us to move to the front of
the line, and everyone else could like it or not. He wasn’t going to let someone who was
injured stand there like that.
We moved up to
the counter where Ashley told him what courses she was taking and what books
she needed. The guy paid attention to
her, but also glanced fairly often at me.
Then he went and got the books.
While he was
gone, Ashley had one of the kids there take some pictures of us with her cell
phone. Some with me and Ashley, and then
she took more of just me in the middle of all those kids.
The guy came back
with the books, and a short while later, Ashley and I were back in the car and
I was gladly speeding…I mean driving away from there and heading home.
“Moms going to
love all the pictures I got,” Ashley declared as she messed with her
phone.
I had no doubt at
all.
A few hours
later, I laid on my bed while Ashley again spanked me – until I managed to have
another orgasm from it. One thing was
for sure, these nightly beatings were keeping me from having a better time of
it by myself. Especially since once I
had managed to cum, I felt even worse about my situation than ever.
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Amanda was there
when I got home from work Wednesday night.
And unfortunately, she stayed not only for dinner, but to watch my very prolonged
punishment exercise for the night.
Dressed in my thick diaper, five inch heels, bra with the breast forms,
and my orange blouse, I had to spend thirty minutes holding a penny against the
wall with my nose – while Ashley and Amanda were laughing at things they were
looking at on the computer. But one of
the things I heard them talking about was whatever Ashley had already bought
me. I just never knew what that something
was.
“How long before
it’s supposed to get here?” I heard Amanda ask.
“The web site
said two weeks, but I ordered it on Saturday, and I got an email on Monday
telling me it had already been shipped.
So I’m hoping just a few more days.”
“I can’t wait,”
Amanda replied.
“Me either!”
Ashley agreed.
So what had she
ordered? With my nose pressed to the
wall, I couldn’t see anything. And they
were obviously going out of their way to make sure I didn’t hear what it was.
When my thirty
minutes were up, I was again subjected to curtseying and repeating that lengthy
speech I had to go through two nights before.
This time though, Amanda was there to egg me on and laugh at me as
well. I think she enjoyed it even more
than Ashley did. But then, Ashley had
seen a whole hour of it two nights before.
Thankfully, I only had to do thirty minutes of it this time. It still felt like several hours.
After that, I got
to rest for thirty minutes – while I held that penny against the wall with my
nose again. Such fun! Not!
Since my diaper
was only slightly wet, instead of getting a fresh one before bed, I had to open
the one I was wearing and lay it out on the bed. Then, with Amanda still there, Ashley made me
stand there in front of both of them and play with myself, masturbating
myself. This time she let me play
longer. She still stopped me before I
could cum. And of course, once Ashley
thought I was ready, she had be get up on the bed and the beating commenced. Once again Ashley was hitting me as hard as
I’m sure she could.
I had no doubt that
Ashley fully expected me to have another orgasm from being spanked. I had even heard her and Amanda discussing
it. So while Ashley was again blistering
my backside, I did my best to think about my penis trapped between me and the
bed, right below that blistering beating I was getting.
But the beating
suddenly stopped.
“My turn now?”
Amanda asked.
“Have at it,”
Ashely replied as she moved away.
I was
shocked. Now she was going to let Amanda
spank me?
“Just make sure
you hit him really hard, on both cheeks,” Ashley told her. “He’s got to really feel it hurting.”
“Got it,” Amanda
replied. “Ready?” she asked.
Was she asking
me? But before I could make any kind of
reply, her hand came down on my already hurting backside, and she had hit me
hard. Very, very hard. I grunted in surprise though the pacifier in
my mouth. The slap of her hitting me was
extra loud too. And then she hit my
other butt cheek, just as hard, and it was just as loud. This girl was stronger than Ashley! She could really hit! I no longer could think about what they
wanted to happen below me, all I could think about was the pain this girl was
delivering to my hurting bottom on top.
“Don’t forget to
let us know when you start cumming Mister Mike,” Ashley giggled. “Cause your beating doesn’t stop until you
do. So the sooner you manage it, the
sooner we stop hitting you. And there’s
two of us here tonight, so we can keep going for a very long time.”
I was practically
crying already, and they wanted me to cum as soon as possible? They had to be nuts! Well, that much I knew for a fact about
Ashley, and I was just now realizing that Amanda was crazy as well.
What choice did I
have? I had to cum in order to end the
beating I was getting. I did my best to
concentrate on all those tiny feelings my cock was getting as it moved back and
forth against the bed. With each slap of
Amanda’s hand, those feelings came. They
were tiny and brief, but they were there.
And this time, with each slap of her hand, I again tried to help things
along by moving a little more than was absolutely necessary in order to
increase those feelings. I had to cum to
get the beating to stop. It was all that
ran constantly through my mind. Cum to
make it stop. I worked hard at it,
possibly harder than they were working on me.
But the extra effort did pay off.
And eventually, despite the agonizing pain I was feeling, I eventually
turned my head toward Ashley and grunted loudly though my pacifier.
“Keep hitting him,” Ashley yelled
suddenly. “I think he’s going to cum.”
Amanda of course
kept hitting me, and yes, I did somehow manage to cum. It wasn’t until I was done with it that I
heard the telltale clicking and realized that Ashley was taking pictures of the
whole thing.
Amanda stopped
hitting me. “Did he do it?”
“Did you do it?”
Ashley asked me.
I weakly nodded,
not bothering trying to answer anymore because of the pain and the pacifier in
my mouth. I was just very, very happy
that the beating was done.
“Wow. That didn’t take long at all,” Amanda
said. “I’ve only been hitting him for,
what, less than five minutes, I’m sure.”
Five
minutes? Try five hours. I turned my head and gave her a nasty
look. Stupid girl. I know it took longer than that. It had to.
Didn’t it?
Instead of me
putting the rash cream on my backside, Amanda did it for me, along with a bunch
of baby powder, then she had me turn over and she did my front side as well,
laughing at the obvious cum goo on my stomach.
She pulled the used diaper up between my legs and fastened it as tight
as she could. I doubted I’d have to
worry at all about it leaking that night, as if those big diapers ever leaked.
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