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Mistree Pandora requres clients

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Apologies if anyone has the e-mail address I have put on here. It is hopefully a made up name. No resemblance is meant to anybody

Hello, I am a dominatrix by trade. My name is Mistress Pandora. My services vary depending on what you want. My silver service will see you tied up and left. That costs just 100 GBP for an hour. I can do it cheaper if you want a block booking for a party. I have had six men tied up at once. None escaped. Silver service plus 1 costs 150 GBP and I choose how long you get. I often go out for a meal or drink so you could be there for hours… Gold service is being tied up and punished. Plus 1 is I choose how long and how severe the punishments are. You might be locked into a chastity belt and I keep the key in my safe. There are three men who must be getting frustrated by now as it has been a month and I’ve been sending them links to porn sites. Platinum service means it is done outdoors and I give you a service you will remember for the rest of your life. Call me, and call me now. Next week I treble the prices.
E-mail me on Mistress.Pandora@box/artic.com and I will phone you when you put your number down.
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A few days later I get an e-mail. A punter wants the gold service. He gave is number and explained it would be costly. He was happy for it, but he didn’t want to be whipped or caned. Slapping and smacking would be enough. I agreed and told him it would cost 750 GBP. He agreed readily and asked how long I would give him. I told him at least two hours but he would receive a service he would be guaranteed to remember for the rest of his life. He was happy so I told him to wait at the end of his road the next day he was available which was tomorrow. I told him be there at 12 and to have a piece of cloth handy as I will be watching and he must blindfold himself before I approach. I was in luck as someone wanted the silver plus service the next day and the address was in the same road.
I put everything I needed in the boot of my car. I didn’t want my clients to see what I had in mind for them.

I use 4 pairs of handcuffs, 4 lots of manacles, 3 lots of 60 feet of one inch of soft nylon rope. And 120 feet of half inch rope. Zip ties, gags galore, white gaffer tape, (I love seeing them gagged and the gaffer tape covering their mouths when they have pieces of cloth in their mouths. It looks so cute), I have also got some plaster of Paris bandages. (I use this to cover the mouth to right under the chin and once set they cannot open their mouths any more when the gaffer tape is holding it in place) blind folds. Deprivation masks. I love them as the one I use means I can go out and my clients do not know if I am there or not. I have also got 5 lots of 10 foot steel chain and 1 piece of 20 foot length of chain. I have got 20 locks as well so there is no escape. They are at my mercy. I promise if they escape I would return their money and give them a free go the next time.

I do love this visiting dominatrix job. It pays well but has got a bad point to it. All my clients like to see me in my leather low cut leotard, leather corset, and a leather collar with spikes, tights and knee length leather boots with 6 inch heels, arm length leather gloves and my mask. Of course I wear a mask when on business. I make sure they don’t see me and I have fun walking straight past them in the street and I recognise them but they don’t know me. The problem is I have to dress normal clothes over the top and can’t wear those boots while driving. So I have to put them on last.

Tomorrow is a problem that I would have to take my outer clothes off, set up my client and then get dressed again and once more stripping off my skirt and blouse.

The next morning I got up and freshened up thinking about today’s business. I always take the cash first as once I got caught when I vid=sited a house and the client said he didn’t have the money to pay me. I lost rope that day as I walked out leaving him trussed up for his wife to find.

So the order of service for today is go to the house with the punter, leave him bound, gagged etc and then go to the platinum punter. This should be a doddle. It means that once he is immobilised, I can go back to the house and release the silver service client. Nobody has ever escaped. The first one will be at 10 in the morning. By midday my platinum service punter will what I promised. He will get something to remember for the rest of his life.

10.00 A.M. sharp I knocked at the door. He answered. He was a weedy little man with a slight moustache. I ordered him to strip he said he did not want to. I told him I make the rules. So while he was removing his clothes down to his pants, I took off my skirt and blouse and put my boots on. The mask finished it. I asked if he want to be spread eagle on the bed, hog tied or what. He told me to choose for him. That was handy. I gagged him with a ball gag with holes in it in case he needed to breathe through his mouth. (Very caring I am. Perhaps I should get a nurses uniform).

I laid him face down on the bed and lashed his hands behind his back. I tied rope around his elbows. I always do that so they can’t wriggle their wrists in the hope they would loosen their ropes to let them escape. I tied his knees together above and below his knee caps. Then I tied his ankles. I asked him the try to escape. He struggled but the ropes never even eased for him. I had been thirty minutes doing this so I didn’t have long. I had to meet my other client at 12. I was in luck again as I could see the corner from the window of the house.

I told him to make sure he was safe I would have to add more ropes. He nodded yes and mumbled something that sounded like thank you mistress. I took more rope and hog tied him. Finally settling on taking rope from one bed post under his arm pit, over his arms, back under the other arm pit and tied it to the other bed post. Then I added rope from one leg of the bed, through his ankle ropes and back to the other bed leg. He struggled but I knew he would not escape. But I need to go out so I got a deprivation hood that I had with a removable gag. There was no point in using the ball gag with holes only to block it up with a solid gag. But it gave me time to get these boots off and slip into more comfy shoes plus put my skirt and blouse back on.

It was now 12. No sign of my client. I thought he had changed his mind. I’d have to send him the bill. Then I saw a man walk up, look around and then blindfold himself and pulling a hood over his head.

I grabbed the keys to the house, jumped into my car and raced off to pick my client up. I told him to get in the back of the car, put the handcuffs on with his hands behind his back. Then lie down between the front and back seats. He was to have no idea where I was taking him.

We spoke on the way and he asked what I was going to do but all I said was he would find out soon enough. When I sopped, I left him there while I got everything ready. I emptied all my paraphernalia from the boot and put it where we would be working.

I walked him a little way from the car and once again removed my skirt and blouse, put the boots on and my mask. I removed his blindfold. As far as he was concerned I was dressed like this when I picked him up.

We got to the spot and I removed his handcuffs. I ordered him to strip naked. He did but left his pants on. I’ll give him his due, he was neat and tidy. All his clothes were neatly folded and stacked on a plastic sheet he pulled from his coat pocket.

He asked again what I was going to do as he looked around in the woods we were in. I ordered him to be quiet. Taking the stockings I tied one around one wrist, knotted it, took it around again and once more knotted it doing it three times. Then I did the same to his other wrist and his ankles. he looked puzzled. “These will not hurt you but I have to do it three times as if I only did it the once, they would stretch and you’d escape” He seemed happy enough. Now I had to get the money. Wow he pulled his wallet from his coat and he had a wad of cash in it. He paid all 750 in notes. Then he folded his coat up once more.

I threaded a thick chain under the knots on the stocking on one wrist and did the same to one ankle. I ordered him to back up against a tree which he did. I took some cloth and shoved in his mouth, covered it with some plaster of Paris bandage which I made wet from a bottle of water in my car. I fashioned it to go beneath his nose and under his chin. I did several pieces like that and they soon dried. He could not open his mouth to spit the cloth out. Then I wrapped the white gaffer tape around his head completely covering the plaster.

I took the chain from his wrist and pulled it back behind the tree and threaded it through the stocking on his other wrist. I asked if he was comfy and he nodded yes. I told him he looked so cute with that gaffer tape over his mouth. I pulled the chain tight so he was held fast against the tree. I locked the chains so his arms were pinned fast. I repeated the same with his ankles so he was standing with his legs astride the tree. A chain was threaded under his armpits and around the tree and was locked tight so he could not fall. Another went around his stomach so he could not try to wriggle. Then I was ready for him.

“Why do all you men eave your pants on? It’s a nuisance cutting them off” I told him as I got my scissors out and proceeded to remove the offending pants, albeit in pieces. “What was that? You are thanking me. Oh that’s so sweet of you. Thank you for the compliment”.

I looked at his now erect cock and started to rub it with silk hankie. It didn’t take long before he came again. “What’s that dear? I can’t understand you” “UMMMPH!” “Oh you love it and I’m not to stop. I’ll give you your due, your balls must have been full up as you are the first man I’ve done this to who had an erection after the second time”

After his third lot of cum, he slumped against the chains. So I told him he will remember that for the rest of his life as I am going to leave him now and would be back in a month to remove his body. I thought he wouldn’t last long, but he will remember the treatment he got. He tried screaming but I told him it was a waste of time as nobody ever goes there. He will join the others in the quarry. He looked puzzled so I told him, “There is a disused quarry with danger signs all around so nobody can get there, but I know a way in. There is a tunnel they dug to see if there was much more slate there, so I use what they dug out to cover the bodies. At least you won’t be alone. Now let me look in your wallet. Wow, there’s 2000 here. That will do nicely. A cheap funeral you could say”

I got dressed, picked up his clothes and walked off. I looked back at him to see him trying hopelessly to escape. I took his clothes and dropped them into a council clothing bin. Out of sight I removed my mask

I looked at the time. It was now 5. Blimey, I raced back to my first client and released him. I told him I had been there all the time and had watched films on my computer to pas the time and as I had nothing else to do, let him have the extra time for free. He was so grateful he gave me another 100.

Oh well now to see what e-mails I have for more clients. No, there’s no platinum requirement. A couple of gold plus clients so with the money I have earned today, I can get a new whip.
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Re: Mistree Pandora requres clients

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This was supposed to be a three part story, which I don't normally do. Apart from one complaint of a sort, I've heard nothing so if anyone wants to carry on, please feel free to take over.

Her idea was to leave him there for a while, panicking and then go back to collect him. She had no intention of letting him die. Hence not wanting to hurt him by tying nylons around his wrists instead of painful chains.

He was the first to have this service s it was a case of trial and error and he would have to tell her what parts he liked best and what parts he would cut out. He was to get his money back for letting her know.

Still, if anybody wants to carry on, please do.

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