Mistress Mia II (Audio Script)

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Stupid laptop.

God, this thing is ancient.

Should really get a new one…

C’mon, c’mon…

There we go.

Let’s see… she sent me a link in her email last week…

I should have had all of this ready to go earlier…

Okay.

Made it to the meeting room.

Having a domme should have helped me get better at being on time.

“Hello, there.”

“Hi, Mistress.”

“It’s good to see you, it’s been so long.

Got everything ready for our session?”

I check the items I’ve got laid out on my desk.

The dildo, the bullet vibe, the lube.

“Yes.

Yes, I’ve got all of the… things…

yeah, right here.”

“Don’t be nervous.

I take very good care of you during our in-person sessions, don’t I?

It’ll be the same here, just virtual.”

My computer chair feels a little inadequate for what’s about to happen.

I feel like this could get awkward, doing a domination session over video chat, but you convinced me that it can actually be pretty similar to the real thing.

You are the best of the best, after all.

I’ve been your client for a couple of years now.

It’s kind of like a self-care day when I book sessions with you.

I try to treat it the same as I do my pedicures and facials.

A little ‘me’ time, to relax and, in this case, have someone make all of my decisions for me.

I’ve been away from home for the last two months helping my company establish a new office and didn’t want to go through the trouble of finding a domme in a new city.

When I reached out to ask if you knew anyone who might be a good match for me while I’m out of town, you suggested a virtual session.

It sounded a little… hokey at first, but I am starting to feel all of the same things I do when I’m with you in-person.

That steady drumming in my chest that feels like my heart is in my throat.

The prickles of desire between my legs.

The little bit of resistance to letting go.

“Yeah.

Okay.

Well, I’m ready.”

“Safe word for today?”

“Pineapple.”

“Classic choice.

Alright, then.

Your session starts… now.

I’m going to instruct you… and ignite the filthiest parts of your imagination… take you to toe-curling pleasure frenzies.

But first, let’s talk about the edging you did today.

The videos you sent me were very amusing.

”

“It was… very difficult, Miss.

I did it this morning.

Again at my lunch break.

And right before this session.”

“Aw, too much even for my experienced sub?

That’s too bad, guess we’ll need to practice some more.

Maybe I’ll forbid you from trembling for an entire month.”

My stomach flutters.

Even just the idea of being good for you does something to me.

“Well, no promises that you’ll get any relief in this session.

I may just deny you, but let’s see how good you are for me.

Take off your clothes. Slowly.

Don’t rush it.”

You always make me undress at the start of our sessions, so I didn’t bother to change out of what I wore to work this morning.

My mind starts to unwind a little as I unbutton my denim shirt and let it slide down to the floor.

And my body quickly follows.

This is the feeling I crave.

Obeying.

Offering up my autonomy to someone else in exchange for pleasure.

Within limits, of course.

Even though the screen, I can feel your gaze almost as intensely as if you were right here with me.

“You know, if you’re a good girl for me and follow my instructions, I’ll make you passion harder than you’ve ever passion before.

I’m going to make you beg with your entire core.

I’m going to make you so desperate.”

I slide my chair back so you can fully see me.

And see that I’m obeying you.

“Very good.

I know you like being a good girl for me.

Oh, leave those little boxers on.”

I spread my legs a little.

I feel… exposed, like always do when I’m with you.

Like unformed clay, ready to be molded into whatever shape you want to make me.

“Good girl, spreading those legs for me.

Now, get your lube and that little vibrator.

Get it nice and lubed up and turn it on.”

“Yes, Miss…”

I squirt lube onto my fingers and rub it across the vibrator.

trembling is going to feel so good when the time finally comes.

But there’s part of me that’s still a little worried you won’t let me.

You’ve denied me over a few sessions before and I wouldn’t put it past you to do it again.

Shit… the vibrations are kind of loud.

Oh, god, I really hope my roommate won’t be able to hear.

I hadn’t really thought about that possibility before now…

She thinks I’m in here taking a work meeting, but…

Fuck, what if she hears me moaning or something?

Well, in any case, I’m very interested in what you might do if I tell you the situation.

Will you make me humiliate myself?

Force me to moan as loud as I can so the whole apartment building hears me?

“Miss, I thought you should know…

My roommate is home right now, in the other room.”

“Mm, is that so?

Are you worried about being caught?”

“Yes, Miss.

The walls are thin and I’m… just nervous she’s going to hear something.”

“Hm, well, that’s not really my problem.

I might need you to be loud for me, and you’re just going to have to deal with any consequences of that.

Start touching yourself with the vibrator.”

I lay the tip of the vibrator against my clit.

“Hey, remember the rules.

Keep your eyes on me.

Don’t look away.”

I look up at you and hold your gaze as my body starts to react to the vibrations.

My pussy clenches a few times before settling into the sensations.

I get really, really wet when I masturbate, especially with a vibrator.

It happens so quickly, like within seconds of my clit getting teased.

And looks like today is no exception.

“Very good.

Go nice and slow.

Don’t be greedy.

Take that free hand of yours… and put two fingers in your mouth. Yeah, just like that.

Good. And suck on them.”

“Look at you, so eager to obey.

Such a good girl for me.