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Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 7 Chapter 299/ 49: A Subordinate
🕑 Added 2024-08-19 10:00:49 +0000 UTCLucy looked at me wordlessly, not comprehending what I had just said, and her mouth opened and closed stupidly as she stared at me. I grinned and felt my mind tingle with sadistic glee as I saw her confused dismay. "You told me anything, and I think you bouncing on my cock while enjoying the afternoon sun is what I want. So let's get you ready," I told her with a smile, and I reached down, grabbed her by her brown hair, and pulled her up to her feet roughly, making her yelp again.
I quickly grabbed her by the pussy and shoved my fingers into her cunt, making her gasp, and I felt the wet depths, and she shivered. Lucy moaned, and I pulled out my fingers and shoved them into her mouth. "Look how fucking wet of a bitch you are thinking about going on a walk with me as a pet. Don't embarrass me, you stupid bitch," I sneered, and she gasped as I retracted my fingers and shoved her away. She stumbled but kept standing, and she looked at the broken bra. I stepped up to her, and she moved toward the stairs, a little scared. I followed her up the stairs as she fled quickly upstairs.
Walking behind her, I skipped up the steps, and my hand quickly swatted her ass, making her yelp and move even faster, half stumbling up the stairs. I was right behind her, though, and I swatted her ass again and again, making her caramel skin tinge with red as I swatted her ass again and again as she entered her room.
Following inside, I grinned and noticed her running into her closet, which I followed her into. I walked inside, and I saw her looking around. I could see the desperation and found what I was looking for. I reached out and grabbed it. "This works," I noted and took it off. It was a simple winter trench coat. It was something that I enjoyed using, and I was happy that she owned one. Then I noticed something that surprised me, and I stepped over and picked up the leash and collar.
"Why do you have this?" I asked bluntly, looking at the black collar with a little gold chain before a long leather strap. Lucy blushed hard, turning to me, and looked away. I stopped a second later and made her look at me. "Why do you have this?" I asked.
"Because I wanted to get my husband to pay attention to me two weeks ago. I thought wearing this and acting like a cat would help him." Lucy tried to look away, but my hand was firm, and she was blushing as she confessed that she could not get her husband hard.
"Then where is the rest of the outfit?" I asked bluntly, and she looked surprised. Then her face turned beet red and down her neck. "Put it on, Collar yourself, put on the trench coat, and then we are going to walk my new kitty." I grinned, and she shivered.
"But Mistress, that is where my friends said they would be going without me," Lucy complained. My grin only got larger, and I moved my face closer and smirked.
"Anything, Mistress, I believe it was?" I replied, and Lucy's eyes widened. "When you tell your Mistress, you will do anything. You will be at my mercy to do exactly that."
"But I did not know it was this!" Lucy complained.
"Ah, so you don't want to follow my orders?" I asked bluntly, "Why not enjoy a chastity belt with a nine-inch vibrator stuck deep in your cunt that won't turn off?" I asked, and Lucy shivered once again.
I could see the indecision, and I turned, "Move it bitch!"
Lucy moved to the corner and suddenly pulled out cat ears and a clip-on tail, which was disappointing. I walked up to her and collared her without saying another word as she put on the cat's ears. She looked at me, surprised. " Do—Do I have to wear this visibly?" Lucy asked pleadingly.
"Yup, you will wear it now, and we will be going now," I said as I clipped on the leash and pulled her toward me, glaring into her eyes. Now, we are going. Put on the jacket. Let's go enjoy myself." I grinned, and Lucy nodded. I let go and watched her wrap herself in the White fur trench coat. I grinned as the leash, and the cat ears were visible.
I pulled her out and had the leash in one hand, and I felt the sadistic tingle in my head. I honestly did not know what was going to happen, but I was teaching this bitch a lesson. I told her to do something, and she did not do it. Why should I be light on my punishment?
I remembered the punishments with that fucking asshole Jake, and he never learned from his lessons. It wasn't until I gave him over to someone else that he finally learned I was being nice. Now, I needed a firmer hand to those who disobeyed me. I was not about to make the same mistake, and I brought the bitch downstairs and tossed a pair of pink heels at her, and I raised an eyebrow.
Lucy put on her shoes as I put on mine, and I looked at her. "Keys," I said with my hand out. She grabbed her car keys and put them in my hand. I put them in my pocket and opened the door, which Lucy blushed at and stepped out with me. She trembled as I turned around and locked the door, although it took me a moment to find the right key.
Stepping away, a young boy ran up to Lucy just as we started to walk out. "Are you Going for a walk, Ms. Lucy?" the boy said with a grin. You are wearing cat ears, though," the boy chuckled. Have a good one!" The boy yelled and ran away with a smile on his face, and Lucy blushed hard and looked at me with distress.
I turned and looked at the boy running away and saw the blush on his face. He liked the bitch beside me, and it made me want to chuckle. This boy also acted weird around her. I wonder what was wrong with that kid. I shook my head, decided not to think about it, and started to walk down the sidewalk with Lucy a little behind me on a leash, and I could hear the click of her heels as she did so.
The park was not far away, and I thought of a memory as I continued to walk. I had taken Tracy to the park we were going to, and I felt a bit of guilt. Tracy was a bit of a bitch when I first met her, but knowing what I know now, she did not deserve as much hate as I gave her at the time. She was a girl hopelessly in love with a dipshit that was obsessed with me. She was more pitiful than anything else, and I pulled Lucy, who stumbled a little forward.
A couple of cars drove by, and a woman with her baby covered her baby's eyes as she walked by. I chuckled, and Lucy was blushing as there was nothing she could do as she was out in the open with only pink thigh highs, a white trench coat, a tail poking out from under the trench coat, and cat ears atop her head. She was blushing, which was not helping her in the least, and I wanted to laugh.
Women and children would look at us as we walked down the street, but it was when a fat guy walked up to us that brought me true surprise. The guy was six foot three and was wearing a camo sweater. He looked like he had wiped some sweat on his brow as he walked up to us. Lucy blushed hard, and the man looked Lucy up and down, and I got creeper vibes quickly. "Lucy, I did not know that you had such a fetish," The man said suddenly, and Lucy looked caught between a blush and blood draining from her face. "Does Darren know?" The man asked and chuckled.
"I- Uh, Devan. I- How are you?" Lucy said, stuttering, not knowing what to say. "Y- You lost weight."
"Thank you. I am just trying to lose some weight by going on walks regularly. I had not seen you or Derrek in a while, and I am just so happy to have bumped into you. I have gotten down to three hundred and forty pounds, so I have lost just under a hundred pounds since you last saw me. Thankfully, I am tall, so my weight is distributed, but that thyroid issue I had last year just made me balloon from two hundred and fifty. Now that my hormones are back in control," The Man Shrugged, "I am starting to lose it all again. Sucks, but it is what it is." The man named Devan said, chuckling. "I am sorry. I am Devan. I am Lucy and Darren's friend. That does bring me to the Question," Devan pointed at Lucy. "Does Darren know?" he asked bluntly.
"He knows," I replied for her, my eyes narrowing, and the man smiled.
"Well, then, this is none of my business. Unless you want someone like me to join?" Devan grinned, "I would not mind spanking a slut." Devan grinned, and I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "As I had hormone issues last year, I haven't gotten to play with anyone recently. Then again, I am being a bit rude right now with you being like this. I am a little thrown off because I was not expecting Darren's wife to be like this," the man chuckled with a smirk.
Lucy looked at me with panic, and I looked at the large man. He was at least three hundred pounds, so the three forty was a bit more than I was expecting, but with the sweat he was working up, I could tell he was putting in effort to lose it. I could only respect that, like the men I had seen lose weight at the gym when I was growing up. There was nothing more respectful than improving yourself no matter how far gone you are, just like quitting drugs, so I found myself respecting the man more.
"I- Um, You look much better, Um, Mistress?" Lucy said, clearly panicking as she met someone she knew.
"Devan," I said, looking at the man's smile and feeling weird looking at that smirk. Something about it, and he turned to me after looking at Lucy. Then I got an idea, "Come with me, Devan," I said, motioning for him to follow along, and I could see him frown a little.
"Sorry, you are?" Devan asked.
"Angela."
"Angela, you are a cute young woman. Eighteen, I imagine?"
"Correct."
"I would love to accompany you. I can also see you in the middle of the play. But I am not a masochist. I am a Sadist with dominant leanings. I like to inflict pain, but I hate being told what to do. Please keep that in mind."
I looked at the man and could tell that just by looking at his hard expression right now, Devan would have left if I had told him what to do, which was interesting. "Okay," I replied, "I just had a play idea and would not mind a second to assist."
"Then I would love to join you." Devan smiled charmingly. I pulled on Lucy's leash, and she stumbled forward a little. We started to walk with the large man.
"So Devan, how do you know Darren and Lucy?" I asked as we walked down the street with Lucy in tow. The man, although breathing a little heavily, was keeping pace with me.
"Ah, Darren is," He chuckled, "Well, he's my boss in a way. We work together, but I didn't know he was a cuck which is fucking funny to me." The man chuckled, "Not that people can't have your Kinks. It is just one of the ones that make me chuckle since he is so high in mighty at work."
"Oh?" I said, raising an eyebrow, "he is high and mighty at work?" I asked.
"Yeah, a real pain in my ass sometimes, but at the end of the day, he gets his work done. Last Manager, I had never fucking done jack shit, and so was a pain in the ass to deal with."
"I can't say I understand. I have a great manager and boss right now. Goes out of their way for me even when I am a pain in their ass."
"Sounds like a great boss. But what do you have planned for the hot wife bitch behind me?" Devan asked.
"Oh, we are going to the park. Do you have some time to spend with us?"
"I am out here to exercise and haven't enjoyed myself in a while. If you are inviting me, I will make the time." He chuckled as he finished.
"Then I have something fun for you to do," I said, grinning as we walked into the park. I found the destination I was looking for and walked over to it. "Hey Lucy, see that water Fountain?" I asked and pointed at a water fountain not far away from us, "Go drink till I come over. I want you bent over and drinking water with me being able to see that you are drinking the fucking water. Do not stop drinking till I tell you to stop."
Lucy blushed and was about to walk away from me before I pulled the leash taunt. " No running away now," I said as she stumbled back. I unhooked her a moment later, and Lucy was blushing even harder, making me smile.
This time, Lucy walked over to the water fountain, and Devan was beside me, watching as Lucy bent over and started to drink. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"We are about to make this bitch do some dirty, despicable things, and I want to set some ground rules."
"I'm listening."
"No fucking her pussy or ass. Mouth is fine; you can make her choke on your cock if you want."
"Sounds good to me," Devan asked.
"That is not all."
"I wasn't expecting it to be. Tell me all of them, and we can discuss."
"I want you to film her with my phone," I said, and the man grinned, turning to look at me.
"You are a freak, and I love it. What else?" Devan asked.
"You want to inflict pain?" I asked, looking at him.
"Humiliation and pain are the two things I like to do the most to women, not that I hold back on men either. I am a pansexual."
"More information than needed, but I can respect that. Pansexual is the one where it is everything for you?" I asked, wanting to be sure we had the same definition.
"Yup, I know why you asked," the man chuckled. "There are so many labels, but I think they are all stupid, but they have their uses at times."
"Hmm, sure," I replied, "Now, last rule that I can think of, No leaving marks."
"got it; I guess I also use my common sense. This ain't my bitch, and I won't talk about it afterward."
"Perfect. Now, That bitch is still drinking properly, so let us give her a minute," I said, chuckling.
"Oh?" Devan said suddenly, "Doing some shower play?"
"Shower play?"
"Urine play, making her wet herself?" Devan asked.
"Oh, Something like that, I guess. Although it makes me sad you said it out loud, wouldn't you rather just wait to see if it happens?"
"You don't plan in advance?" Devan asked, surprised.
"Everything I plan always comes out like shit," I sighed, "When I just follow my whims, do my subs enjoy themselves so they never know what is going to happen because," I shrugged, "I just do what I want."
"That-." Devan paused. You know what? If your subs don't mind, then I guess I am one of those whims, eh?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks," Devan suddenly said, and I turned to him.
"Thanks for what?" I asked.
"Thanks for letting me join you. Most people look at fat people and think they just need to lose weight. But I saw the respect in your eyes as soon as I said I was losing weight and more respect in your expression when you heard how much I lost. It sucks sometimes because a lot of people just see fat people and think that we are not trying to lose weight."
"Do you know how much I would love to lose fat?" I asked him, surprising Devan. I turned to watch the kitty continue to drink water and look over at me desperately. I could tell she wanted to stop, so I motioned for her to continue.
"You are in perfect shape," Devan replied, "Why would you need to lose weight?"
"Not weight, Devan," I replied, "Fat." I sighed, and I pointed out my twin massive breasts, and he looked down into my massive breasts.
"They are nice breasts. Is there a problem?" Devan asked.
"They are two massive lumps of fat that I could REALLY do without them being so fucking big." I replied, "Seriously, I would love to be Double D cups instead of fucking borderline G cups."
"Does your back hurt?" Devan asked.
"No, because I work out all the time the weight they are is not enough to hurt my back. Still, I like sports, and they get in the way."
"Fair enough. We all have things about ourselves we would like to change." The man chuckled, "Oh, Angela, let me tell you something."
"What?" I asked, looking at him.
"I want you to know, never lose your motivation. You look like a smart girl, even if you are blonde hair, blue eyes, and massive tits. You are supposed to be a total ditz if we go off cultural norms. But you clearly are not. So I will tell you this: in the future, the laziest people you will meet in the future when it comes to work will be the people who are in shape like you. I'm not talking about the breasts, but I mean in shape. Don't fall into that pitfall."
"The laziest are the fittest?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, used to work with a guy who was in the College Football league. The laziest person I have ever met and worked with. Weight lifters? Lazy as fuck a lot of the time. Don't fall into that, please. I am trying to make at least one fit person out there who is not lazy." The man finished, and I started to laugh.
I continued to laugh and doubled over a little, looking at the ground, and Devan chuckled, "You have a beautiful laugh," He said, and I continued to chuckle but stopped laughing really hard. It took me a moment to recover.
"You know the sad thing is?" I said, and he raised an eyebrow, "I believe you completely."
"Good, because I ain't lying."
"Good, then let's go have some fun."
