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"Come in." I said, my voice not wavering a bit. With her entry, I felt the latent energy of Mistress Morrigan course through me, giving me a newfound energy.

The woman entered timidly and stood there with her head down for a few seconds before closing the door behind her and locking it, not a second of eye contact being made in that time.

"Your kink list and prohibited acts list, now. If you don't have it, get the fuck out of my dungeon." I snarled. I wanted this sub to get what she paid for, after all. "Don't even think about making eye contact with my wife."

Wendy shifted a bit in her chair on the far side of the room and crossed her legs, giving a show of the sheer, black lace panties that adorned her under that short dress of hers. It was hard for me to not look at her, resplendent in her curvy beauty, so it must have been nearly impossible for this woman.

The sub handed the paper to me with a shaky hand. "Thank you. You can follow orders, that's good."

"Thank you, Mistress." She replied softly.

I stood behind the woman, my height difference making her smaller body seem tiny next to mine. She was cute as h ell, in that sort of sickly goth way that seemed to gravitate to places like this. She was wearing a black dress with lace straps and a red bra, a splay of silver necklaces on her chest. I noticed she didn't seem to have any tattoos, which maybe meant the goth look was a put-on, but if it was, it was a good one. Her big, watery eyes were rimmed with coal-black liner and her hair was braided into a tight single strand running halfway down her shoulders. I looked in the kink pamphlet she handed me and saw that 'Hair Pulling' was marked with an enthusiastic green dot, which gave me almost too much of a thrill.

"On your knees while I read this." I put my hand on the sub's shoulder as I held the pamphlet in my other hand.

She dropped to her knees without any resistance at all and sat back on her calves. I smirked a little. She seemed pretty malleable so far, which I wasn't expecting. Of course, she had signed up for this.

The list of hard and soft limits were a little daring, and I didn’t know if I had the capacity for all of them, but I’d give it a try. Maybe Lilith, who ran Club Crescent, had made sure to serve me up with a somewhat easy one for my first session.

"What's your name?" I said to the trembling woman in front of me.

"Cassidy, Mistress."

I looked at her and tapped my foot on the slate, giving a quick, hard stare down, a glare that said that wasn't going to be an answer in the future. "Should we call Cassidy by the name she gave us, Aosoth, or should we not give her the honor?" I said, looking over at Wendy.

The two of us had way too fun of a time picking out our demon-themed names for our characters that we would play here at Club Crescent. Yes, BDSM was about pleasure and pain, but it was also about being a huge fucking nerd.

“She doesn’t deser ve her real name, Mistress Morrigan. We'll just call her Pet." Wendy replied, smiling as she said the name, as if she enjoyed how much that must have turned the submissive on.

"Is that alright with you, Pet?" I said, laying a trap. Imagine if she disobeyed her domme.

The sub nodded vigorously, a blush already coloring her cheeks.

"When I ask for an answer, I want you to say it, Pet. Don't just nod at me." I cradled her face in my hand, ensuring she was paying attention to me.

"Yes, Mistress, I like the name." She replied, her eyes cast to the ground.

"Good…very good, Pet. I was going to use it whether you liked it or not, but at least this will make things a little easier.”

I stood in front of the kneeling woman, the latex hugging my body, looking at the pamphlet she gave me to find some good things to tease her about.

"I guess since you're being compliant, I'll look at your favorite things first." I scanned the list and then looked up at Pet. At this point, I'd forgotten her real name. "You marked nipple play as one of your favorites. Is that true? Do you like having your nipples played with, Pet?"

The sub blushed and her voice trembled, "Yes, Mistress, I love having my nipples played with."

I walked around the back of her and knelt down a little, then reached around to squeeze at one of her tits, giving it a firm pinch to the nipple through the fabric.

"They're a little small, aren't they?" I said with a haughty tone. In reality, they were just as big as my own, I’m sure.

"Y…Yes, Mistress. I know I'm a little small."

I smiled at her response. She really was quite the compliant one.

“More than small, Pet, don’t you think?” I grabbed at the woman’s braid, forcing her to tilt her head upward. I placed my lips right against the outside of Pet’s ear and whispered, “But, as insignificant and lackluster they are, my lovely wife is looking at them, Pet. She can see your little nipples getting hard already.” I squeezed Pet’s breast again, loving the feeling of the lacy bodice against my hand and the heat from her body coming through it. “You’re getting so turned on, lovely little Pet, I bet you’re going to come before we do much of anything, and we can just end this whole session in the next few minutes, right?”

“N—no, please, Mistress Morrigan. I’ll be a good girl, I won’t come until you say I can.”

I slapped Pet lightly on the cheek. “Slapping (Face)” was marked in yellow on her sheet, so even though Pet seemed to have the capacity to take a hit on every other part of her body, I knew I had to play nice when it came to her face.

“I don’t believe you, Pet. I think you’re going to get so overwhelemed at the thought of me sliding my tongue between your little pussy lips that you’re not going to be able to hold back.” I slid my hand down Pet’s stomach and pressed my middle and ring fingers just below the waistband of her panties, enough for a tease but certainly not what she wanted. “And we’ll leave, Pet. We’ll leave while you’re coming, we’ll find someone else to fuck tonight, someone who can endure us, who can respect us, little Pet. It’s going to happen…” I pressed harder and lowered my fingers, feeling just the beginning of the underside of her panties. I knew I wanted to get her going, to get her primed and begging.

“Just give up, Pet. Come. You need to do it. End this night before it gets worse. You won’t be the same woman on the other side of what we’re going to do to you tonight.” I licked Pet’s ear and dragged my bottom teeth along the sensitive arc at the top. “You can come, little Pet. You can prove you’re not capable of handling us. There’s no shame in coming when a hot fucking domme has her fingers against your begging cunt. It feels good, doesn’t it, Pet? I can practically feel your body begging for you to do the smart thing here.”

Pet held firm, showing no emotion or tells. I imagined she was an experienced sub, because if someone had done this to me, even if I wanted to keep the night going on forever, I think I would have at least moaned in ecstasy. But not Pet, she suffered through it deliciously.

I pulled my hand away from Pet and grabbed her shoulders. “Bad choice, Pet. Very fucking bad. Remember that I gave you this opportunity when you’re strapped down and having your frail body ravaged by me. This could have been easy.”

“I am yours, Mistress Morrigan. My body is your subject.” Pet said, nodding. There was also a little flicker of smile there, a bit of Cassidy showing up for a second. I knew she liked it scary and villainous, and I was ready to serve that up for her all night.

“Enough kneeling.” I stood up and grabbed Pet’s braid, using it as an improvised leash. “I know you probably find it natural to be your knees like this, Pet, but now, you're going to stand up and show me your little tits, and you're going to show them to Aosoth as well."

Her eyes were wide and she swallowed hard.

I could feel her shake in my grasp. "Now, Pet!" I said.