“GOOD GIRL”
By Mesmerr
SIX
‘Did you like that?’
‘Oh, god!’
‘Yes?’
‘I-I- ..., oh, god, yes!’
‘Me, too. You taste fucking beautiful.’
‘Ohhh!’
‘You almost had an orgasm, didn’t you?’
‘I-I- ... Yes! Oh, god! I did! I did! Almost!’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohhh!’
‘But you can’t yet.’
‘Ohhh.’
‘No.’
‘Why?’
‘Because I’m the master, aren’t I? And you’re the girl?’
‘I-I-What?’
‘Well, if you’re a hypnotic slave then I must be the hypnotic master, mustn’t I?’
‘Oh! I-I—....I guess so.’
‘Good girl.
‘Oohh.’
‘That’s why I always go first.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes. The master always cums before his slave.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes.’
‘Really?’
‘Yes. That’s how it’s done. It’s the rules.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes.’
‘I didn’t know that.’
‘I know. You’re a still a virgin, that’s why.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes. But you’re learning, aren’t you?’
‘Yes. I’m learning. Oh, god, I’m learning so much!’
‘Yes. You are.’
‘Yes. I am.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohhh. Yes.’
‘So, I cum first. Okay? That’s the rules.’
‘Yes. Okay.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohhh, mmm.’
‘And you can’t break the rules.’
‘No.’
‘No, you can’t.’
‘No.’
‘Well, I can, but only because I’m the master.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes, but only because of that.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes.’
‘I can break the rules if I want.’
‘Oh. Okay.’
‘But you can’t.’
‘Oh. .... No.’
‘Because you’re my slave.’
‘Yes.’
‘If you do, I have to punish you. That’s the rules, too.’
‘What?’
‘Yes. It’s in the rule book.’
‘What? There’s a rule book?’
‘Yes. All masters have them. That’s how we know the rules.’
‘Do I get a copy?’
‘No.’
‘Oh.’
‘They’re only for masters to know.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes, so we know.’
‘Why?’
‘So we know when you break them, because then I’ll have to punish you. It says so. Otherwise, I can’t be a master anymore.’
‘Oh.’
‘No, I can’t. Don’t know what I’d do. It’d be very embarrassing around the other masters.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes.’
‘I’d be a failure.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes.’
‘Why?’
‘Because I didn’t punish my slave when she broke the rules.’
‘Oh.’
‘That’s why I have to.’
‘Have to what?’
‘Punish you when you break the rules.’
‘What? But-but I don’t know the rules. I haven’t got a book!’
‘I know. You can’t have one, either.’
‘But how will I know them?’
‘I’ll teach you.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes. I will.’
‘Will you?’
‘Yes, I’ll be happy to, if you want.’
‘Yes, I do. Thanks.’
‘That’s okay. That’s what masters are for.’
‘Yes. Thanks. Then I won’t break them.’
‘No, you won’t.’
‘No punishment then.’
‘No.’
‘No.’
‘But there will be if you break them, you know that now, don’t you?’
‘Yes, but I won’t. Don’t worry about that! I won’t.’
‘Okay. That’s good, because I wouldn’t like to punish you, but I would. I’d have to. You know that, don’t you? Otherwise, I’d be a failure in the eyes of the other masters and get thrown out in disgrace.’
‘Oh? Really?’
‘Yes. You wouldn’t want me to go through that, would you?’
‘No. Of course not.’
‘Thank you.’
‘That’s okay.’
Good girl.’
‘Ohhh, mmm.’
‘You really do care about my feelings as your master, don’t you? I didn’t really think you did?’
‘I-Yes, I-I do.’
‘Well, I appreciate it. I just want you to know that.’
‘That’s okay. I know.’
‘Thanks.’
‘You’re welcome.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Heheheh. Mmmm.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Heheheh. Don’t.’
‘Why?’
‘Not now, that’s all.’
‘Okay.’
‘Thanks.’
‘You’re welcome. In a hurry to get your brains fucked out, are you?’
‘Oh! No! I-I-ohhh, god!’
‘Here we go again.’
‘Oh, god!’
‘Ugh! My legs have gone to sleep. I’m getting up off my knees and sitting down for a while.’
‘Yes.’
‘Ohhh, that’s better. ‘Pins and needles now. I hate that.’
‘Yes. Heheheh. Me, too, when it happens.’
‘You know, as I sit here looking at you standing there with your legs spread wide and holding your dress up to your tits, I have to tell you that you’ve got a very pretty cunt.’
‘Oh! Don’t! Please? Oh, god.’
‘Well, that’s what I think, that’s all. My slave has a very pretty cunt. You can put your dress down now.’
‘Ohh! Thank you! God!’
‘In fact, you can take it off altogether, along with all of your clothes.’
‘Oh! No! Not all of them?’
‘Yes, all of them, and right now.’
‘Oh, god, no! Please?’
‘You know, I was sure you were hypnotized like you said you were, otherwise I wouldn’t have told you to do that and expect you to behave like a hypnotized person would have, and just do what you’re told?’
‘I am hypnotized! You saw!’
‘Why are you still wearing clothes then, when I, your master, have just told you to take them off?’
‘Oh!.... Oh, god. Okay.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohhh.’
‘But you just broke the first rule of your slavery, the first one in the book.’
‘What? No! I didn’t! I didn’t know them! I still don’t!’
‘Yes, I told you that one. I remember.’
‘Which one?’
‘The slave has to do what she’s told by the master at all times.’
‘You didn’t tell me that one! You didn’t.’
‘Yes, I did, when you were hypnotized yesterday. If you don’t remember it now it means that you are not hypnotized and have been lying to me this morning, just to get me to suck your cunt because you like it so much.’
‘No! I didn’t! I am hypnotized! I am! I remember! I remember!’
‘You do?’
‘Yes! I do!’
‘Fucking amazing. Heheheh. Then you know you’ve just broken the first rule in the book because you’re still wearing all your clothes, even though your panties are down below your knees.’
‘Oh!’
‘Leave them there.’
‘Oh! Oh, god!’
‘He won’t help you now. You broke the rule and you know it, don’t you?’
‘I-I—.... Oh, god!’
‘Don’t you?’
‘I-oh, god! .... Yes.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohhh, Jesus!’
‘Praying won’t help you now. I have to punish you.’
‘No! Please! Can’t I have another chance? This has been a terrible day! I won’t forget again! I promise! Please?’
‘I can’t do that.’
‘Why!’
‘I’d be a fake as a master if I did that.’
‘Why?’
‘Because I’d have to own up and tell the other masters that I didn’t punish my slave when I should have, for her own good, so she’d know better in the future.’
‘Don’t tell them.’
‘I couldn’t do that. I’d feel guilty and then I’d have to resign as a master and they’d know anyway.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes. They’d throw me out of the club and I’d be laughed at.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yes. The only master with a slave that got him thrown out of the club because she wouldn’t accept her punishment willingly.’
‘Oh.’
‘Then I’d have to find a new slave.’
‘What? Why!’
‘Because the old one doesn’t work properly, like a broken clock-just have to throw her away, I guess, so she doesn’t embarrass me anymore and make people laugh at me.’
‘She doesn’t!’
‘She would if she didn’t accept her punishment from her master willingly for breaking the rule.’
‘Oh.’
‘She did break the rule, didn’t you?’
‘Yes, but—’
‘Yes or no?’
‘I-but-I—..... Yes.’
‘There you go then. I guess it’s the laughing stock for me then.’
‘Oh.’
‘And the scrap heap for you.’
‘No! Please! Why? I’m not a broken clock yet?’
‘But you will be, won’t you?’
‘No! I won’t be! Why would I be?’
‘Because you broke the rule and haven’t asked me to punish you like you’re supposed to do.’
‘What? Am I? Well, I didn’t know that! That’s why!’
‘Okay.’
‘Okay, then!’
‘Well?’
‘Well what?’
‘Are you going to ask me to punish you or not?’
‘Oh! No! I-I—... Do I?’
‘You know the rules. A slave always has to be a very honest person and ask her master to punish her when she knows she’s done the wrong thing, even if her master doesn’t know. Then she’s supposed to confess and ask for her punishment, even when he doesn’t know what for.’
‘Really? Even when he doesn’t know?’
‘Yes. Because to be a slave, a person has to be very, very honest. If they’re not, then they’re thrown out of the club too.’
‘What? Really? There’s a slave club?’
‘Yes. It’s a big one, too. Bigger than the master’s club.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes, really.’
‘Am-am I in it yet?’
‘Yes. I told them by email.’
‘Really? When?’
‘Last night when I got home, after I’d hypnotized you and you said you really wanted to be my slave.’
‘Did I?’
‘Yes, you did.’
‘Oh.’
‘Now I’ll have to email them again. God, what a mess. How embarrassing. Now they really will laugh at me.’
‘Why? Why do you have to email them again so soon?’
‘Because you’ve lied. I believed you when you said you wanted to be my slave last night.’
‘I didn’t lie! I don’t tell lies!’
‘Well, I don’t know.’
‘I don’t!’
‘All I know is, you said you wanted to be my slave. I believed you and sent off your application to the slaves club for a trial period. Now I have to email them back that you didn’t and you won’t ask for your punishment when you broke the rule. Sorry, but they’ll have to throw you out.’
‘No! I haven’t even joined properly yet!’
‘I know. Sad, isn’t it?’
‘No! Don’t! Don’t email them! Please?’
‘I don’t know.’
‘Please?’
‘I could give you a second chance, I suppose, since it’s your trial period and you’re only just learning how to behave like an honest slave.’
‘I am honest! Honest!’
‘Okay.’
‘Okay! Can I have another go? Please?’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes!’
‘Well, okay, since you seem so sincere about it all now.’
‘I am! I am sincere and I don’t tell lies, either!’
‘Okay, this time I really do believe you. Ask me to punish you then for breaking the rule.’
‘What? Now? I-I-can’t we wait a bit first?’
‘No, we can’t.’
‘Why!’
‘Because you broke the rule and have to be punished like a good slave should be. You should want that if you want to stay in the slave club. Do you?’
‘Yes! I do, but—’
‘You can resign if you like. Might save a bit of embarrassment all round that way, at least for you. Can’t re-apply, though. That’s the only thing.’
‘Oh?’
‘No.’
‘No?’
‘No. You’re out for life. No master will ever give you a second chance again.’
‘Oh. Really?’
‘Yep. You’ll be an untouchable.’
‘No! An untouchable?’
‘Yes. Like dirty washing-like someone with a very bad contagious disease. Nobody will come near you with a barge pole even.’
‘No! Please? ......... Oh, god! Okay!’
‘Okay?’
‘Yes! Okay!’
‘Okay.’
‘Okay then!’
‘Okay. Then ask.’
‘Okay!’
‘Okay. Then ask.’
‘I will! Don’t hurry me!’
‘Okay.’
‘Okay! ....... You can p—...’
‘Yes?’
‘I said, you can puni—.......’
‘You’re out of the slave club as of now. Pack your slave rags.’
‘NO! Slave rags?’
‘Yes. Pack ‘em. Sorry.’
‘NO! You can’t! Don’t throw me out yet!’
‘Sorry. Your ass is grass now. Get dressed. Nobody wants you anymore.’
‘NO! You can! You can!’
‘Can what?’
‘Punish me! You can punish me! You can!’
‘Okay.’
‘Okay then!’
‘Okay.’
‘Good!’
‘Then get your fucking clothes off and don’t make me ask you again or your punishment will double. Understood?’
‘Oh! No! I-I—...Oh, god! Please?’
‘You’re out of the club. You can fuck off now.’
‘NO! Don’t tell me that!’
‘Fuck off.’
‘NO! Don’t!’
‘Fuck off. You’re out of the club as of now.’
‘NO! I’m your good girl! You can’t throw me out!’
‘I just did. Haul ass.’
‘NO! Punish me then! Do it! Go on! Do it! Punish me!’
‘You really want it?’
‘Yes. I earned it! Didn’t I?’
‘I guess so.’
‘That’s right! I broke the rule, didn’t I?’
‘I guess you did at that. You’re right.’
‘Then what are you waiting for? Punish me!’
‘Okay, since you put it to me like that.’
‘I do! So I’m still in the club now! Right? You can’t throw me out, because I asked now! I’m in the club! I’m still in the club!’
‘Okay then. You’re in the club. Now get your clothes off and cop your punishment sweet or I’ll force you to your knees and fuck the face right off you.’
‘OH!’
‘You want to stay in the club? Last chance.’
‘Yes! I have to be in the club!’
‘Then get fucking naked without one more word, not even one single oh-fucking-god. Understand? Not one word or no fucking face and you’re out of the club. Not... one... word.’
‘.............................................’
‘Good girl.’
‘...............................................’
‘Good girl.’
‘...............................................’
‘Good girl.’
‘...............................................’
‘You can smile. I know you want to.’
‘You said not one single word.’
‘That was before you got yourself naked.’
‘Oh..... I can talk then?’
‘Yes. You may’
‘Thank you.’
‘You’re welcome.’
‘Ohhh, god! Jesus!’
‘Heheheh. I feel another sermon coming on.’
‘Oh, Jesus! Ohhh!’
‘Good girl.’
‘Heheh-ohhhh!’
‘Yes you are.’
‘Heheh, please!’
‘My very.’
‘Heheheh. Don’t!’
‘Good.’
‘Heheheh.’
‘Girl.’
‘Heheh, mmmmm.’
‘Aren’t you now.’
‘Mmmmmm.’
My very naked good girl, too.’
‘Oh! ..... Hehehe, mmmmm.’
‘Aren’t you?’
‘.......Yes.’
‘I’m going to punish you now.’
‘Oh! No! Please? Not hard! Not hard!’
‘How do you even know what I’m going to do?’
‘I don’t! But not hard! Please! Whatever you do! Not hard!’
‘Should a slave on her trial period to become a life member of the club tell her master how to punish her, do you think?
‘No, but-but-I hate-oh, god!’
‘Well?’
‘I-I—.....No.’
‘Good girl. I’m glad we got that cleared up. You almost broke another rule.’
‘Did I?’
‘Yes, you did.’
‘Which one?’
‘I don’t think you want to know.’
‘Oh! Okay.’
‘So, do you tell me how hard or soft to punish you or not?’
‘I-I—....No.’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohh, god!’
‘Lay down here across my lap and open your legs. Put your hands over the edge of the lounge.’
‘OH! No!’
‘Remember the rule you are about to break?’
‘Oh!’
‘That’s right.’
‘Ohhh!’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohh, god!’
‘Now, bring your arms back here behind your back and cross them at the wrists so I can hold them while I punish you.’
‘OH!’
‘The rule?’
‘Ohh, god, no!’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohhhh!’
‘Open your legs a bit more so I can see your fur.’
‘Oh, no! God!’
‘Good girl.’
‘Ohh. Oh, Jesus.’
‘Would you like something hard to bite down on?’
‘WHAT?’