His Life's Choice

"God damn 35 years and most of the people, I went to high school are still assholes!" Mark Peterson muttered to himself as he left the banquet hall.

He walked down the hallway, the obnoxious former classmates and the disco music blaring He went to the end of the hallway and sat down on one of the overstuffed chairs. He leaned forward and rested his chin in his hands.

"You look troubled guy?" He heard a soft velvet voice say to him.

Mark grunted a little and said "Yeah!" In a half growl.

"Care to talk about it?" Velvet voice asked.

'Nah just you would like some people never change even after 35 years!" He sighed. He glanced up slowly past the New Balance Sneakers; the stone washed jeans and the violet button up blouse. He just sat there and stared at the porcelain face before him.

Strawberry blonde ringlets hung over her shoulders and highlighted her jade green eyes.

She smiled at him and some of his anger left his body. And then everything he had stored up for the past 35 year came out. The rejection, the minor bullying, He had hated high school and never was part of any of the groups. Then after school it had been working at jobs he hated. Asking women out and always getting rejected time after time. And tears started to flow from his eyes as well as hers. She pulled him close into her arms and held him.

She whispered in his ear. "It is okay pet, let it out!"

He heard what she said and the word "Pet" struck a comfortable nerve in him. He didn't know why, but it did.

She held him for awhile longer, but finally she told him, she had to say good night to her friends.

"Once I come back we can go to the diner down the road and talk some more ok?" She asked/

"Yes Ma'am!" He said. "Ma'am, ma'am?" He shook his head. He had never called anyone Ma'am in his life.

She came back soon and she took his arm. They walked out into the parking out. Some of his former classmates were outside smoking weed. They saw Mark and his angel. They taunted them from the bushes.

"So Peterson you finally going to get laid by that hooker?" One of the assholes yelled out.

Mark tensed up and his hands balled up into fists. She leaned into him and whispered his ear. "It's okay pet, they are not worth it!" Again she called him "Pet" and again he relaxed.

The two bullies came over, their courage chemically induced. They got close and his Angel waited for them to get closer.

"What are your problem guys?" She asked.

"We ain't got a problem you whore; we just want a piece of you."He won't know what to do with you."

"Yeah?" She said.

"Yeah!"

Bully number one reached out to rip off her blouse and she took hold of the arm and broke it. Bully screamed in pain.

Bully number two tried to punch her with a left hook and she kicked him in the balls

He went down clutching at his crotch.

And she walked back to Mark and took his arm.

He walked her to her car and held the door open for her.

"Follow me to the Golden cafe!" She said.

"Yes Ma'am!" He said as he closed her car door.

"Damn what is going on?"First she calls me pet and I get all relaxed and then I call Her Ma'am. "What is going on?"

They pulled into the Golden cafes parking lot and she wait for him to come and open her car door. Then as they went to go inside she stepped aside and let him open the doors for her again. He followed at a couple of paces behind her.

The hostess seated them way in the back of the cafe. She winked at the Angel.

He waited for her to be seated and then sat down on across from her.

She smiled at him "I think that introduction are in order don't you? She said.

"Certainly Ma'am." "My name is Angela LeBlanc!" She said "And who are you?

She smiled as he stuttered out his name

"Well it is nice to meet you Mar, Mark Peterson!" She smiled as she reached across the table and took his in hers."

He blushed a little

"Mark do you know why I asked you to come here with me?" Angela asked

"Ah no not really." "When I look your eyes, I see a wonderful soul."Someone who needs to be natured, you see I am a life coach and help them find the best of themselves buried deep inside them. I can help you find that Mark, if you are willing to take a chance, trust me that I have your best interest at heart.

"Angela, I don't know what to say. "

She reached in her purse and handed him one of her business cards.

"Think about it Mark, okay that is all that I ask. "Angela said.

"I will Angela, I will." He said with a smile

"Okay so what do think you want to order?" She asked.

"I don't know Angela, what do you think you are going to have?"Mark asked her.

"I think I will have a piece of apple pie." She said.

"Yeah I think I will have a piece of pie too Mark said and then blushed as that could be taken both ways.

Angela laughed.

They enjoyed getting to know each other, finding about their hobbies, favorite foods

After they finished their pie, they left the diner and Mark went to pay but the hostess told him it was on the house.

"Thank you that is nice of you!" Mark said

"Well I hope we see you again!" The hostess said and giggled.

He walked Angela to her car. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Think about it Mark!"

Then she was gone and he stood in the parking lot, he took her card from his shirt pocket and twirled it around through his fingers.

He went home and went to bed, he dreamed that night he was with Angela and it felt so relaxing to him.

"I'll do it!" He said when he got up in the morning. "When I am Angela I feel so whole." He couldn't find the card for quite awhile He had left it in car. He went crazy trying to find it. He dialed her number.

"Hi this is Angela please leave your name and message and I get back you." Her voice mail said.

"Hi Angela this is Mark, I am calling you to confirm that I am ready to study with you." He left his number and hung up.

He went off to do some grocery shopping, since he didn't have much in the house.

His cell phone went off just as he got in the door; he put the groceries on the kitchen counter and opened the phone. He saw her number and smiled.

"Hello Angela!" His heart leapt as he heard that velvet voice come over the phone.

"Hello Mark, so you are willing to be coached by me? " She asked

"Oh yes Ms Angela Ma'am I am!" He tried to conceal his excitement but wasn't doing a very good job of it.

"Good, good so let me see what my schedule is and see if it jives with yours!" Angela said.

"Hmm how does Wednesday at five sound?" She said

He knew he didn't have anything going on , his work day ended at four.

"That is wonderful Ms Angela" He said.

"Good I will see you at five on Wednesday pet." She said and hung up not waiting for him to say goodbye.

She laughed to herself "Let the games begin my sweet boy, let the games begin!"

Mark stood there, still in a bit of shock; first he had called her Ms Angela and Ma'am again. And she had called him pet once more.

"What the hell is wrong with me that I keep doing that?" He kept asking himself.

He put away his groceries, ate a light supper and was in bed by ten.

His work week was going to be a busy one. He was the one everyone piled all their left over work on his desk. He hated it but in this economy jobs were tough to get. So he swallowed his anger and did the best he could.

The first couple of days were hell indeed at work. The Company was merging with another company and it was chaos. Auditors everywhere; looking in the stock rooms, counting toilet paper.

On Wednesday Mark kept watching the clock on his computer. It seemed to go slow. Mark saw the read 3:59. He closed his work files and waited till 4:02 pm to log off so that prick of a boss didn't yell at him for leaving early.

He almost skipped to elevators. He got on the elevator and heard his boss call his name as the doors closed. He flipped him off once the doors were fully closed.

"Freedom!" He yelled as he rushed out the front door of the building. He hopped in his car and headed to the highway.

It took him awhile to find Ms Angela's house in South Windham. It was an old Victorian house painted in purple and off green shutters. He parked in the driveway and got out. It was five minutes to five. He paced outside on the side walk and checked his cell phone watch. Something inside of him said that Ms Angel promptness, but not someone was early. He flipped opened his phone and it said 5:00 pm on the dot. He turned the old style bell ringer and he could hear it resound inside the hallways.

It felt like forever but was just a minute and Ms Angela opened the door. She had her hair in a bun and was wearing a full length flowered dress.

"Sorry, I was just tidying up, I must look a fright!" She said.

"Not at all Ms Angela, you look lovely!" Mark said.

She smiled and made a swooping gesture to him. He followed her inside her study. She motioned for him to take one of the leather wing backed chairs.

"I took the liberty of providing water, unless you want something else!" She said.

"No Ma'am water is fine, thank You!"

"Well let's get started shall we!" She said with her bright smile.

"I am a life coach Mark, my goal is to for you to obtain your dreams, to make you more confident!"

"How much will this cost me Ms Angela?" He asked.

"No cost to you what so ever Mark as I told you, I see something special and every once in awhile I take on someone pro bono. Well that and I make my richer clients pay a higher fee. 'She laughed Mark laughed too.

"I do have to tell you that I am a part time Dominatrix as well, this is where I get handsomely and can afford this house and some of the finer things I like!" She said.

Marks throat suddenly got dry and he coughed "A Dominatrix? "

"Yes Mark a Dominatrix, Mistress or Domme if you prefer!"If that makes you uncomfortable in anyway, you are free to leave now!" Angela said. I will tell you that I will not try to dominate you in anyway, if you want that, YOU "

She said and pointed her finally manicured red fingernail at him "Will have to as ME!" She pointed her finger at her chest.

"Um, I think I will stay Ms Angela!" He said.

"She smiled at him!"

"So Mark tell me more about you please!" Angela asked him.

And Mark Peterson began a new chapter in his life. The weeks pasted rather quickly , in time he learned to love himself again. To be more confident.

At work he started to tell his co-workers to do their own work. His projects now came in on time and sometimes ahead of schedule. He also lost his flab.

Angela was pleased with his breakthroughs.

"I am proud of your progress, sweet boy!" She said as he leaned over and gave him a kiss.

"Thank You Ma'am, but I owe it all to you!" He beamed as he said it.

"No the credit goes to you; I guided you to what you have always wanted."She smiled.

"Ms Angela, there is something, I wish to discuss with you please." Mark said

"Go ahead boy, I am listening!" Angela said but she was sure she knew what he was going to discuss.

"Wo, would you teach me about the BD/sm lifestyle Ma'am please." I have been reading about it and love some of the aspects of it."

"Oh Mark but once we start there is no turning back!" She told him.

"Yes Ms Angela, I understand." He said.

Okay there are some basic rules, I need to tell you them and you will obey them "TO THE LETTER!" is this understood?"

"Yes Ms. Angela, I understand!" Mark said.

"Rule 1: From now on you will address me as Mistress or Ma'am, unless we are at a vanilla gathering,"

"Understood Mistress!"

Rule 2: We will establish a safe word; this safe word will be adhered to by both of us."

"Yes Mistress."

Rule 3: I will respect your hard limits and will try to expand you soft limits as time goes by.

"Yes Ma'am"

Rule 4: Any disrespect or deceit by you, will result in punishment by me, and I will decide what that punishment will be, is this understood boy?"

Yes Mistress completely.

Rule 5: When you arrive here and I let you in, you will proceed to the dungeon, remove your clothes, and put on your leather collar. Is this understood boy?"

"Yes Mistress completely!"

Rule Six: You are not allowed to Masturbate and cum unless I say you are allowed to starting NOW!"

"Never Mistress?" Mark looked at her like; he had just lost his best friend.

"Never, and don't give me that puppy dog look, either, it won't work!" She laughed

"Yes Ma'am." He said.

"I will know if you do since you do not have a poker face my friend, it is so transparent." Sometimes I think I know what you are thinking before the words come out of your mouth!"

"Oh!"

"Yes OH!" Mistress Angela said. "Now take off your clothes and follow me to the dungeon boy."

He did as she commanded and followed her down to the basement. It was wood paneled and plush carpeted as well. The walls were outfitted with racks of floggers, crops, whips, paddles, ropes and chains. On a shelf were various other items to be used in the whole BDsm process.

On the other side of the dungeon was a Saint Andrews cross a sawhorse and in the middle of the room was an exam table.

"Climb up on the table pet!" Mistress told him.

He climbed up on the exam table. She pulled out the stirrups and strapped him in. She pulled out a board which had a screw in O ring at the top. She brought out a set of chains and wrist cuffs. She strapped his wrists into both of the cuffs she ran the chain through the rings on the cuffs and locked the cuffs in the O ring at the top of the exam bed.

"Last chance Mark to change your mind?" Angela asked him.

"No no Mistress I am ready come what may!" He said.

"Yes I can see you are ready!" She smiled as she looked at his half hard dripping cock.

She reached over and held his cock in her hand.

His body tensed up.

"Once I allow you to release here tonight pet, you will not play with yourself and you will not release is that understood?" She asked him

"Y e yes Mistress!" He replied

She stroked him to a full erection and lubed him up, her hand moved faster and faster. She could see his body tense up, he was close to releasing his seed.

She massaged his balls and could feel they were full. She watched as the precum flow dripped more now. He was breathing harder now.

She stopped stroking now, he groaned as she did.

"Did you enjoy that?" She asked.

"Yes Ma'am, boy did."His breathing now fast and a bead of sweat on his brow.

She smiled and started to stroke him now. Her hand moving fast once more. Still handling his full balls.

Once she knew he was close again she stopped.

"Well boy?"

"Oh Mistress, it wonderful Ma'am but please may I be allowed to release Mistress?" He begged.

"We will see pet, we will see." She said as she started to stroke him once more.

She would do that twice more getting him close and then stopping. He was sweating, shaking and begging to release.

"You may release NOW PET!" She said to him.

His seed exploded from him like a white volcano. His breathing coming harder and harder now.

She flicked a thumbnail over where the head joins and his body shuddered and he groaned.

She went and washed her hands in the bathroom.

She placed a towel on his crotch and uncuffed him from the table.

"Go wash yourself up and make sure you don't drop anything on the floor or I will make you lick it up.

He wrapped the towel around his crotch as tight as he could and ran to the bathroom. She laughed as she saw his cute little ass jiggle into the bathroom.

He came back shortly and stood in front of her, his eyes down toward the floor.

"So for the next week, you are not allowed to release boy. " "Remember I will know if you do!" Mistress Angela said.

"Yes Mistress!"

"Now go and get dressed and I will see you same time next week pet!" She stroked his cheek.

He started to walk away and she slapped his ass

He dressed went home and it was all he could think about. His life had changed once more. He debated the whole thing for the next week. He thought of her caring and her beauty. How comfortable he was with her. How she made him feel whole when she was near him.

Two days before his visit he couldn't help himself, he had to release and called out her name as he did. After he did he felt ashamed.

But he would tell her and would accept whatever punishment she was willing to give to him

"Will it be the paddle or the crop?" He wondered out loud to himself. "I will see in two days!"