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CHAPTER FOUR
The light was filtering through the window, and Dave was looking at Sally fast asleep, and still in the position she had fallen to sleep in. ‘Fifteen years they had known each other, and they very rarely argued, there was not a lot of point, and she always won, usually because she was nearly always right. He was thinking that this game they were playing was interesting, ok she had humiliated him, and she had made him jealous, but he knew that they would never part, because there was chemistry between them. She was always pulling his leg at school, and she was always testing him at the same time.’ He smiled and slipped out of bed letting her sleep, and after a shower he put on the knickers and his old jeans. He hung his suit back up in Sally’s wardrobe, and it was the only other piece of male clothes he could get hold of. That was only because Sally had picked it up from the cleaners, and he was out at the time.
Sally opened her eyes and watched him walk out, ‘and she was asking herself where was it all leading to? She had no need to dominate Dave, but she loved every moment of it. She kept setting herself a line, but once she got to it, she moved the post. Was this a game, or was it what they both wanted, control and to be controlled, Dave for his part had taken to it like a duck to water, and she loved him for it. She wanted to know how far he would go, but at the same time she didn’t want to ruin their partnership. Dave was more than her slave and lover, he was her life. Today she would move the post once more; and she would see how committed to her he was, but first she was going to throw herself at his mercy. She wanted to try new things, but only on equal terms, and at the moment they were not. This had to be a lasting relationship, and it could never be that, all the time there was blackmail involved.’
Her thoughts were broken by Dave sticking his head through the door, “Breakfast is ready, be quick or it will be cold Mistress.” She jumped out of bed and dressed and walked out to the lounge, and sitting on the table was a full English breakfast.
She walked in and sat down at the table, and there was nothing said until they were both finished eating. “Dave I want you to listen to what I have to say but I have a few questions that I would like to ask you first. This setup we have with the Mistress Slave thing, what are your thoughts on it?”
“It’s a bit one sided and the only thing I can think of to make it equal, is for me to strip you naked, tie you to the bed with only men’s boxer shorts on. Then I would cover your naked body in coal dust, and that might be fun by the way, then I would put a miner’s helmet on your head with his boots on your feet. Then I could pull the shorts around your knees, and there would be a sign at the bottom of the bed between your legs. On it would be written, my name is Sal, and my wife worked the bollocks off of me, look you could have a sex change just the same. Then I would take photos, and I can stick them in e mails, and threaten to post them to your friends.”
Sally burst out laughing, she waited till her laughter had subsided and asked, “What do you think of what we are doing Dave, you a slave and me as your Mistress.”
“To be quite honest, it is just an extension of what we have always done, except now there are penalties. The games are a turn on, the humiliation was something else, but I thought I handled that quite well. You push a hard game, but I have the feeling that it is not a game to you, and I am unsure if it is a game to me. I keep asking myself why am I doing these crazy things, why am I letting you dress me up like you are, I am not a sissy, and I will not let you make me into one, but I will allow you to move on to where you are going. Together we might find out what is at the end of it for the both of us; I am enjoying the ride, and the adrenalin rush when doing these things. I am not stupid, I don’t think for one minute you would send those e mails; you would not break us up for something so petty.”
“So what you are saying is, even without the e mails and photos, you are willing to carry on, to see where it leads us.”
“Yes I don’t see why not, we have already gone further than I could ever believe we would.”
“Good because I have a confession to make, you know those photos, well there are none, the bloody camera never had batteries in.”
“I know, I checked not long after you released me; I had to look because I was sure that I used them in the TV remote. I let you do all you wanted, because I was testing myself as well.”
“Well now we have that sorted slave I would like to tell you that there is far more humiliation to come. You will never be a sissy for me and i will never try and turn you into one, but there is a lot more cross dressing before this phase is over. Don’t think for one minute, that just because we are finding our feet, you will not get the punishment I have awarded you; then you had better forget it, because that is what I have been looking forward to.”
“Ok, might I ask what you have in store for us to do today, or would that be a question too much.”
“You can and it is, now clear the table we have a lot to get through before my guests arrive tomorrow evening.”
“Guests, I don’t remember any party, what’s it in aid of, and do I know them Mistress.”
“That was far too many questions slave; in any case you will be working, because I never spent all that money yesterday for the service to be wasted.”
‘Hang on, I paid for all that, the only thing she did was set me up.’
“I know what you’re thinking slave, but just because you paid it does not mean that it was not my money. That money could have been better spent taking your Mistress out for a meal. You have not bought me anything for a while, but things are going to change.”
‘Fuck she gets better every time she reads my mind, she knows that I know she’s an alien, and she doesn’t care. The other thing is as I paid, that means the knickers they gave me, was the back hander for the service I gave them.’
“I know you gave me that packet of knickers, but that doesn’t count.”
‘She’s spooky. Of course we never had sex last night and her powers are on maximum. I will have to have sex every night from now on, as she must be from a planet of sex starved women. Christ, think of the possibilities, if they invade, then men will be proper fucked, we would all be too knackered to go to the football match on a Saturday.’
“There will be some builders coming here today, and while they are here I want you to stay out of their way. Then I will give you a shopping list for the supermarket, while I do some more shopping elsewhere.”
Dave was looking at her trying to figure out why she would want the builders in the flat. ‘I wonder what is on her mind, she is getting really into this Mistress lark, but thinking again it could be a planet of Mistresses and when they invade, they will destroy all the women and take over the men’s lives. Still I have mine already, but thinking on, I hope that Bob from last night gets a bad one, and she really whips his ass.’
“Wake up slave, it’s no good trying to read my mind, the builders are coming here and that is all you need to know.”
“Yes Mistress,” ‘god she’s not just controlling me she is controlling my mind.’ It was at that point the door bell chimed, and sally said answer the door slave.”
A few minutes later Sally had walked them into the spare bedroom, and they were in there for about ten minutes and came out. “If we go and get the things you need, we could be back here in an hour and do the job, and it shouldn’t take more than half an hour.”
Dave let them out and walked back into the room and looked at Sally. “Are you not going to ask why they were here and why we were in the bedroom together?” ‘Well it wasn’t sex because they never came out knackered,’ and unconsciously he was smiling at the thought. “Well.”
Dave realised she was after an answer, “What were they doing in the bedroom Mistress?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” ‘Fuck that is one strange planet she comes from.’ “Now here is the list for the supermarket, if I am not here when you get back then put the shopping away. You had better get in the right frame of mind, because today your ass is going to be beat. You had better go around your mothers and get your jacket, then put it and your suit in your wardrobe lock the door. Then once I am home give me the key for safe keeping, because you just can’t be trusted.”
Everything went as planned, and by the time Sally got back with an arm full of parcels, he was sitting down on the couch. When she walked through the door, he asked, “Do you want a hand with those parcels Mistress?”
“No these are personnel and I will look after them. Did you do all the shopping and get what I asked you to get.”
“Yes, I had no problem, and I put the clothes in my wardrobe, and my key is on the bed.”
“Right then, once I have put all these parcels and bags into the spare room I want to wash your hair slave.” ‘Fucking hell this is a new one, the Mistress waiting on the slave, I must have heard her wrong.’ While Dave was thinking this he was looking at her face. “Yes, that’s right; I am going to wash your hair.” ‘Bloody hell, she is so damn good at that mind reading trick, I wonder if this is the way they talk to each other on her planet?’ Dave watched her walk off and was thinking once more, ‘aliens are so freaky, but I love her just the same.’
Twenty minutes later his head was over the bath, and Sally had just finished rinsing his hair. She then picked up the towel and dried his head, and then the dryer was used to finish it off. He was about to stand up, but she told him to stay where he was, and the next thing was she was putting more shampoo into his hair. Then she stopped and said now stay there in that position and don’t move, I will be back in five minutes to wash your hair once more, and he heard her go from the bathroom.
‘There has to be more to this than washing my hair, she never did this before she was a Mistress. No doubt it will all come as a shock, when she outlines what she has in mind, but all the same it is very secretive. What am I thinking of, I haven’t had a bloody clue what she was going to do, right from the start. I wonder if I ought to stand up and look in the mirror.’
Just then the door opened, and Sally walked in, “I thought I had better come back in with you, because you’re wondering why this is happening, and I don’t want you looking in the mirror and ruining the surprise.”
‘Fuck, its worse than I thought, she can read my mind even through walls; earthmen will have no chance against these aliens. Wasn’t it that idiot Nostradamus that said, woman would rule the world, well it’s alright for him; he puts the shits up all the men, and fucks off to paradise playing a bloody harp.’
Dave felt his hair being rinsed once more, and then the towel and the hair dryer. Then she said “Right get up and look in the mirror, and tell me what you think of your hair.” Dave stood up and looked into the mirror, and he was speechless, because his hair was pink. “Well, what do you think slave?” ‘What do I think; I think I will have to avoid the ruby club for a fucking long time? At least she has lost her power, or she wouldn’t have asked such a stupid bloody question. Fuck what can I say to show my displeasure without getting extra strokes?”
“The stunning colour and shade has not only equalled, but it is emulating the very same colour as my face.”
“Yes it is good isn’t it?”
‘Fuck, these aliens are thick, and it’s moments like this, when I wish the Enterprise would come, and take her back home.’ “Might I enquire why my hair is now this, ‘now choose your words carefully Davey boy,’ quaint colour Mistress?”
“Of course you can, but I won’t tell you in case you get a shock.”
‘Bloody hell Davey boy, you had better go and check on your health insurance, because I sense a bout of cardiac arrest in the making.’ Sally had walked into the lounge, and Dave decided that he had seen enough, and followed her out of the bathroom.
Dave walked over and sat opposite where she was sitting, and every now and again she would look at him and smile. He was finding it very un-nerving and curiosity got the better of him, “Is there some reason why you keep looking at me Mistress?”
“Yes slave, I was going to give you your punishment tonight, but I will give you a choice instead. You have six strokes of the cane, but I will now give you a choice, but it will be a blind choice. If you do what I have just thought of tonight, then I wont cane you until you have had a chance to lose a few more. The thing you have to ask yourself; is what is it that is on my mind? Remembering that once you have decided and told me, then you are committed to carry the task through to the bitter end, now what is it to be?”
Dave went into thought mode, ‘now I could accept the strokes of the cane, but I think that is what she wants me to do. Then on the other hand, she might have something really nasty planned if I don’t take the cane, she also told me I could reduce the strokes if I did the thing she wanted to have me do. If I take the six strokes, then there is nothing stopping her still doing what she wants to do. I have to do as she asks, because the benefits are better, but what if the task is more painful? What the hell as she died my hair pink for, there has to be a reason, and it wasn’t for devilment?’ “I will take the task that you have offered me.”
“Oh good, I was hoping you would say that.” ‘Fuck it Davey boy that was the wrong decision, these aliens are so damn devious.’
“Might I enquire what it is I am about to do Mistress?”
“Of course you can slave, it is one of the very few rights that you have.”
“Then are you going to tell me Mistress?”
“Of course not slave, I told you that you had the right to ask, but that does not give you the right to expect an answer.”
‘Not only devious but tricky as well, Davey boy it looks like you have been stitched up once again. I wonder if she can put thoughts into my head as well, because I am making a lot of mistakes lately, or have I always been gullible? I can’t even ask her that now, because I have no right to expect an answer. I wonder if there is an armada of space ships hiding behind Mars ready to strike when she gives them the word.’ “Slave, slave,” Dave realized that she was shouting from the bedroom door, “Come on slave get in here, just lately your mind is a million miles in space, now get a move on.” As Dave stepped towards the door he was thinking, ‘I wouldn’t have thought Mars was that far, Bloody hell! She was reading my mind again.’
Inside the bedroom Sally said, “Strip off all your clothes except the knickers,” seconds later he had done just that. “Now sit on the bed end and face the mirror,” he did that as Sally went to the box on the bed. He heard some tearing of paper, and she walked back to his front with two paper cones, she pushed them both on top of his man breasts at the same time, and then she pulled away with paper in her hands. Dave looked in the mirror, and he now had a pair of breasts. ‘Bloody hell; a pair of do it yourself tits, so that makes her obsolete. Maybe she is trying to disguise me, so that those other alien Mistresses leave me alone, or she could just be kinky.’
“What do you think of those breasts, slave?” ‘Well I’m not really sure how to answer that question, but if you had been reading my mind earlier you wouldn’t have asked.’
“Nice colour, almost matches my own skin.” ‘That’s the best I could think of at such short notice, and from here on in, I can only presume it is going to get a lot worse.’
“Have you any idea why you are now like you are now, slave?”
Here goes Davey boy, give it your best shot.’ “Is it to give me the chance to wear that beautiful matching lingerie set that we bought yesterday, Mistress?”
“Wow, that is very good slave, you must be reading my mind, and you will be able to flaunt yourself around town tonight.” ‘Reading your mind, not that that I am aware of, is she taking the piss? Bloody hell, she’s expecting me to go out tonight dressed as a girl, is her mind fucked up, god these aliens are hard bitches when it comes to punishment. How can this be equal to six strokes of the cane, I’ve been cheated, and come to think of it, I still have six strokes of the cane.’ While he had been thinking Sally had been getting his clothes ready, and had now walked in front of him with the bra. “Put your arms out,” he did as instructed, and she put the straps over his arms and pushed it down. Once she had filled the cups she put her arms around his back and clipped the straps together, her face was close to his and looking at him, and he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, and she responded. When she pulled back she said, “That is a stroke of the cane for stealing kisses from your Mistress.”
“But you responded Mistress.”
“I am allowed to respond, but you are not allowed to initiate, and that is another stroke for arguing with your Mistress. Now take those knickers off and put on the ones we chose.” ‘We never chose any knickers, and if these are the same colour as my face Saturday, then I think it’s luck my head never exploded.’ She gave him a pair of hold-ups and knee length boots with two inch heels, and then she put a dress over his head that was just above the knees, and only just below his stocking tops. She then spent the next hour making his face up and styling his hair, when she had finished she said, “Take a look in the mirror.” He did, and what stared back at him frightened him to death, he had disappeared. “Now go in the lounge while I get ready, and don’t get messed up.”
He did just that, and feeling like a little boy again, or rather like a girl for the first time. He was watching TV when she walked out, and she was dressed in a trouser suit. ‘I don’t believe this, is she taking the piss? Ahaaa I get it now, they are invading and getting rid of the men, and she has dressed me up like a girl to save my life, that means she still loves me; and it must also mean that the invasion will be tonight. I wonder if I should warn people, no better not, they will all think I’m mad and lock me up, and what would all those sex starved men do in the prison, when they see me dressed like this. Fuck it, it’s everyone for themselves that is what I say, anyway it could be a good night out.’
“Right now we are both ready we had better go; we are only going up to the pub on the corner. You have been there before, so you know what it is like, I was going to go to a club, but I was worried about ID.
Ten minutes later, they were walking down the pavement towards the Queens head. “How do you feel slave?”
“Just like I am going to a party with my girlfriend, dressed as Vicars and Tarts and I’m the tart.”
Sally stopped walking and looked at him square in the face, and in a deep voice she said, “Yes but you are my tart,” then she laughed and pulled him along.
“Yes but that does not make me feel any better,” and once again she laughed. As they walked along the pavement he kept looking up in the air, and she asked, “What are you looking for slave, if its space ships, there are no such things as aliens.”
‘Fuck, she is onto me, she knows that I know, and she is warning me off.’
They got to the pub and stood outside, there was the sound of people talking and a jukebox playing. “Sounds like there are far too many people in the public bar Mistress, shall we go into the saloon, as we would only be out of place.”
“No, I think we will be fine, it sounds like they are having a great time in there, and it’s a little more lively that the party Sunday night. Don’t start getting cold feet, because I will look after you slave.”
“That’s what I’m worried about Mistress; it should be me looking after you.”
Sally took hold of his arm with her two hands and pulled him in through the door. Inside it was packed and they had to push their way to the bar. Once up there the barman asked what can I get you two ladies, and Dave looked around to see who he was talking to, then he remembered. He looked along the bar and saw a young woman drinking a pint, ‘thank fuck for that he thought,’ “I will have whatever she is drinking,” he answered and looked at Sally. Then he added, “I hope you have money, because I have not got my purse with me dear.”
“Yes I have, but if I had not, I would have left you here while I went back and to get it.” They both pushed their way back from the bar and found an empty table, once they were sat down Sally said, “You don’t seem to too worried about your situation.”
“There is damn all that I can do about it is there, I nervous as hell, and I don’t know why I allowed you to blackmail me into this crackpot idea. I have just looked around the bar and the only woman in here is drinking like the men, and she talks with a deep voice. I was wondering if she was the same as me, only a little older.”
Sally laughed, and said “That is another stroke for calling me a crackpot, and don’t say two much because there are two boys looking at us, I think we are going to be pulled.”
“Fucking hell you are unreal, let me tell you this Mistress,” he said in almost a whisper, “If any boy try’s to pull me, I’m going to resist like hell, and take that stupid grin off your face. I have a question for you, are my knickers showing, because a girl has to look after her modesty.”
Sally nearly choked on her drink, “I hope you’re not going to collapse in a choking frenzy, and I’m not asking you because I am concerned with your health. It’s out of survival instincts; I might need you to help me escape soon. Only there are two boys behind you, and they are both looking at me.” Then he said in a girly voice, “But one of them is quite cute.”
Once again Sally burst out laughing, “Will you be serious.”
“I am serious because they are heading this way, and the cute one is mine, because he is small enough to hit between the eyes if he tries to touch my new knickers with his perverted hands. I think it’s this hair of mine, its attracting them like moths to a light. I would like some payback and big time for this Mistress.”
Sally was still laughing when the boys arrived at the table, “Hello,” one of them said “We haven’t seen you in here before girls. We had to come over and talk, because there is not many girls a good looking as you with hair that colour. I see your glasses are empty, my mate and I will get you another one each; would you like that?”
Dave said “Of course you can sweaty, but when you come back you will be having a mouthful of my pint, because if there is a date drug in it, then you will be the first to collapse. Then you will wake up in hospital with no balls.”
The little cute one said, “I like this one Tommy, she’s feisty.”
When they walked off, Sally said, “You were a bit aggressive Daisy, is there a reason for doing so.” ‘Christ, she’s pissed already, and she thinks I am a real girl.’ “You’re looking at me as if I’m mad.” ‘Mad, I think you are fucking insane, but I’m not going to say anything in case of extra strokes, I’m not sure if my bum can take it.’
“Whatever made you name me daisy?”
“There are some in a pot on the shelf behind you.”
“Well, I suppose it’s a good thing we were not in the toilet then, I would hate to think what you would have called me. Steady girl here comes my pint, and leave the cute one to me, or I’ll scratch your eyes out,” Sally couldn’t help but laugh. “I like him, because he said I was good looking, god he is so cute he’s making me swoon.”
“Sally was laughing and trying to talk at the same time, do shut up Daisy I’m pissing my knickers.”
“Well they better be yours and not mine, because that is a disgusting habit, and I thought you grew out of that at school.”
“Here's your drink my love, a pint of lager.”
“Well you had better get and drink the first quarter, and I am not your love, it will take more than a pint to get into my knickers on a first date.”
“Wow, I just love feisty women.” And then he drank what Dave had told him to drink, and give him the glass.
The cute one looked at Dave and asked, “What made you come to this pub tonight love, and you are very beautiful?”
‘Bloody hell, that cigarette he’s smoking must be full of skunk.’ He could see Sally out of the corner of his eye laughing at him, and he replied, “I am on my way home from picking my sister up from the lunatic asylum, and it was her idea.”
“Is she Mad?”
“Well one of us certainly is, that’s for sure.” He looked at Sally; that was still laughing, but holding two fingers up and mouthing two. ‘Fuck, this is painful night on the piss, and I haven’t bought a drink yet.’
“I think it is time that my sister and I got home to mother, you know what dad is like if he knows we have been with boys,” Sally told them.
“Do you want us to walk you back home girls,” the cute one asked.
“Good heavens no,” Dave answered, “He will be looking out that window at the bottom of the street with the binoculars, if he sees us with boys we will be grounded. Are you local?”
“No, were from Chelsea, and we are only here because of the darts match.” ‘Thank fuck for that,’ Dave was thinking.
Sally and Dave stood up, and as they walked out the door the boys followed, once outside the boys asked, “Is there any chance of a kiss.”
A wicked smile came over Sally’s face and she answered, “Of course there is we would love to give you a kiss.” On those words the cute one grabbed hold of Dave and kissed him full on the mouth in a lingering kiss.
Sally pulled away from her boy, and was smiling at what was taking place, the cute one had trapped Dave’s arms, and then his hand moved down to Dave’s ass. Dave pushed the boy away and lightly slapped him across the face, “I told you that I was not that sort of girl, you sex maniac.” The boy was looking at him with a big grin all over his face.
Sally was once more in hysterics, “Let’s go Daisy, mum and dad will be waiting.” As they walked off down the road sally looked at Dave, “You were giving your boyfriend a long kiss, don’t you think you went a little over the top?”
“Yes, but if you noticed I slapped his face.”
“It wasn’t very hard though, it was more like a tap.”
“I know, I just couldn’t be wicked, his hands were so comforting resting on my bum cheeks.”
Sally burst out laughing once more, and took hold of his hand pulling him up the street.
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