I Am The Storm

They whispered to her, "you cannot withstand the storm."

She whispered back, "I am the storm."

The last month or two had thrown Her a few curveballs. Nothing too major, mostly annoyances and disturbances, but significant enough to pull her off track a bit, though she knew she had no control over the events. She kept her pet at a distance while she worked thru her thoughts.

She was tired of the stagnation and wanted movement. She wasn't pleased with circumstances as they were, but usually tried to give space for things to flow as they were meant to, without her interference and control. She knew to let things happen in the way, and in the time, that they should.

But today she wanted to take back control. She was out of patience. Out of compassion. Out of tolerance. Out of nurturance. She was done holding back, waiting for clarity and understanding.

Today she wanted control. Not the quiet, subtle, supportive kind of control she often used. She needed to wield the loud, fierce, untamed power of the storm. That's the kind of control she craved, and was taking, today.

She was tired of the DMs from flaky or insincere panty boys looking for women to 'control' and feminize them. Part time gurls, controlling the narrative, telling their future Domme what they wanted, how they wanted to be controlled, how they wanted to be femmed. They were pissing her off.

Seeking a Mistress to have at their beck and call, bringing all their desires and fantasies to life, under their conditions, their timelines. All with seemingly little regard to what the Domme wants.

It was too much alpha male testosterone dressed up in lingerie and panties, calling itself 'sissy', and her level of frustration grew. They didn't understand what real submission was and had no interest in learning. She logged off, called her pet and told her to bring her femme, sissy ass to her tomorrow.

She had a true submissive. A sissy femme gurl. Albeit a stubborn, strong willed one who needed to be bent and molded. To Her will, and Her desires. She needed to spend time with her, a reminder to herself and her pet what true submission looked like.

She ordered her pet to make it happen, no matter what it took. No excuses, no hesitation, no negotiating. She would be at her door at 10am sharp and kimmiann would learn what happens when Mistress Suzanne unleashes the storm.

kimmiann wisely showed up the next morning right on time. Mistress Suzanne was wearing a black corset, sheer hose, stilettos, and black elbow length gloves. kimmiann kneeled at her Mistress' feet, awaiting her instructions. There were no pleasantries this morning, no talking, no hugs.

M Suzanne told her to remove all her clothing and fold it, placing it neatly in a pile. Their visits often started with foot worship, but this was going to be a different kind of day. kimmiann fully understood this when M Suzanne told her pet to bend over and place her hands on the coffee table.

kimmiann saw the paddle, the cane and the flogger and knew she would have trouble sitting for the next few days. Mistress began with the thuddy paddle and ordered kimmiann to count out 20 hits. As kimmiann counted, the hits went from cheek to cheek getting progressively harder.

M Suzanne didn't usually hit this hard, and kimmiann began to whimper and squirm. This only seemed to fuel her Mistress and she didn't ease up. She knew her pet was uncomfortable but ok. Once they got to 20, M Suzanne told kimmiann to stand up and she rubbed some unscented lotion on her cheeks to soothe them.

She ordered her pet back on her knees. M Suzanne went upstairs and returned with a small metal chastity cage and told kimmiann to put it on and she locked it. Then she gave her a pair of pink thong panties and told her to put them on as well.

She told her to bend over and put her hands back on the coffee table and now she picked up the cane. They rarely used the cane and kimmiann didn't like it at all. It was stingy and it really hurt. kimmiann didn't want to be hit with the cane, but she wanted to please her Mistress. She braced herself for the pain that was coming.

M Suzanne told kimmiann to count out 10 strikes. She stung her upper thighs with 6 of the 10 and put the last four on her already red and sore cheeks. kimmiann whimpered and cried out and her eyes welled up with tears, but she kept her hands on the table and took the hits from her Mistress.

"Good gurl", M Suzanne said as she rubbed more lotion on her pet's cheeks and thighs.

She told kimmiann to kneel again and she placed her collar around her neck and attached the leash. She told kimmiann to crawl on all fours as she led her, taking her for a walk thru the house by her leash. She put a bowl of water down on the floor and told kimmiann to hydrate herself. kimmiann lapped up the water.

They had never done things like this before and kimmiann felt her cage tightening. Then M Suzanne took her to the back door where she put on a sheer black robe. She told kimmiann to stand up as she led her outside onto the patio. She sat down in a chair and pointed to the ground. "Sit," and kimmiann knelt at her Mistress' side like a proper pet.

There wasn't any privacy and there were houses all around, but they didn't see anyone else. There was no way to know if anyone was looking at them. The humiliation and exhibitionism aroused kimmiann and the cage was becoming uncomfortably tight. After what felt like an hour but was only a few minutes, M Suzanne got up, told her submissive pet "come," and led her back inside.

She told kimmiann to get back on all fours and she led her to the leather couch, telling her to lay down on it on her stomach. M Suzanne rubbed her pet's back, massaging it lightly and it felt good. But then she got the flogger and began hitting kimmiann on her upper back and shoulders.

Just like before, the strikes kept increasing in intensity, but this time there was no counting. kimmiann had no idea when it would end. Her back was starting to really sting and she was squirming, trying to avoid the hits. M Suzanne ordered her to keep still and landed 4 more hard hits then stopped. She rubbed lotion on kimmiann's red back and shoulders.

kimmiann had no idea what was happening next, this visit was unlike any they'd ever had, but she was very excited and aroused. M Suzanne took her pet upstairs by her leash and into the spare bedroom. kimmiann saw a new spanking bench and a wall mounted TV. She ordered kimmiann to kneel, then went into her bedroom, returning with a pink mesh crop top, tight white mini skirt, black thigh hi fishnets and pink heels. She was wearing a harness with a large lifelike dildo attached to it.

She told kimmiann to stand up and she pulled down her panties slightly. She wiped the area above her caged clitty with alcohol and rubbed a big pink 'Sissy' tattoo onto her skin. Then told her to turn around and she put a black 'Slut' tattoo above her cum hole. She told kimmiann to put on the clothes and shoes and then made her pose for pictures to post on Grindr.

M Suzanne often put kimmiann on her back when she pegged her. She enjoyed the face to face intimacy. But today was about submission and humiliation and dominance and fucking her pet like a whore.

She told kimmiann to get on the bench and she restrained her ankles and wrists. She pulled up kimmiann's skirt and pulled down her panties. M Suzanne saw that her pet was beginning to bruise from the earlier spanking and her pussy clenched.

She rubbed lube into her pet's hole and inserted one, then two, then three fingers. kimmiann kept her hole ready for her Mistress so the three fingers easily slid in and out after a few minutes. She was ready for her cock.

M Suzanne walked around to kimmiann's head. She turned on the TV and a sissy hypno lit up the screen. She stroked the cock between her legs.

"Lick it, whore. Lick my cock and get it wet. Now suck it, you faggot cocksucker. Suck my cock like the sissy bitch we know you are."

kimmiann sucked and M Suzanne shoved it further down her throat, craving the sound of her submissive pet choking and gagging. She pulled it out, slapped it across kimmiann's face a few times, and went back and lubed up the dildo and her pet's hole.

She then pushed the tip inside her. She pushed more of her cock slowly and gently inside her. She felt kimmiann's hole expand, releasing resistance, taking it just like the faggot she truly was. She pushed further, letting her pet get used to the fullness, letting her hole expand and accept her cock. kimmiann groaned as M Suzanne kept pushing until she was all the way in.

She stayed there, her cock penetrating her pet, then she started pulling out, pushing in. Slowly at first, getting her pet used to the length and girth. kimmiann was a real slut and just continued to moan in pleasure. M Suzanne started going faster, thrusting harder, finding her rhythm.

kimmiann was watching the hypnos as her Mistress' cock fucked her harder and faster. She moaned as the tip hit her p spot again and again.

"Sissy bitches like you fuck like this. You don't tell your Domme what YOU want. You let dominant men and women penetrate you and humiliate you for their own pleasure. You give them your body to use as THEY want."

"You'll never stroke again. Your dick is a clit. And it's mine, not yours."

"Yes Mistress Suzanne. I'm your sissy faggot. I'm your femme gurl. I'm your submissive pet. Here to give you pleasure and obey."

But kimmiann couldn't take anymore, the dildo kept hitting her in just the right spot and she was going to have a sissygasm.

"Please Mistress may I cum?"

But M Suzanne pulled out, leaving kimmiann breathless on the edge of orgasm.

"No kimmiann, you aren't going to cum today. But you are going to make me cum."

M Suzanne took the restraints off her pet and told her to walk around and shake her arms and legs to get the blood flowing. She gave her a glass of water and told her to drink it. She told her to go to her bedroom and kneel.

Mistress came in a few minutes later with the harness in her hand. She went into the closet and got a larger dildo and attached it to the harness. She told kimmiann to get up and put on the harness. Her clit was still caged and she was still in her panties and her slutty outfit.

M Suzanne told her to lay down spread eagle on the bed. Her cheeks and back were tender and sore but she did as she was told. M Suzanne tied her wrists above her head, to the headboard and attached clamps to her nipples.

M Suzanne removed her clothes and sat lightly on kimmiann's face.

"Start licking pet, you have 2 minutes to make me cum."

She turned on the timer but Mistress was so aroused she came in less than a minute using kimmiann's well trained tongue. Then she smothered her pet, pressing and rubbing her cunt and ass onto kimmiann's nose and mouth until she was gasping for breath.

She moved down and pressed her breasts into kimmiann's face, again smothering her pet until she was gasping for air.

"Who's in charge?"

"You are Mistress."

"Who owns you?"

"Mistress Suzanne owns kimmiann."

"Who allows you to breathe, to rub your clitty, and to orgasm?"

"You do, Mistress."

"Good gurl."

M Suzanne sat on the dildo between kimmiann's legs.

"Enjoy giving your Mistress another orgasm, kimmiann while you don't get to feel a thing. This is what you're for. My pleasure."

"Yes Mistress."

"Open your mouth, kimmiann."

And M Suzanne spit slowly, directly into her pet's mouth, then spit on her face a few times. She was so aroused and began riding her pet, pulling hard on the chain attached to kimmiann's nipple clamps.

kimmiann grimaced and cried out, and it turned M Suzanne on even more. She wasn't really a sadist, but that little sadistic part of her was enjoying kimmiann's pain today. It was arousing her.

She started riding her pet harder and faster, taking the dildo deep inside her. She untied kimmiann's wrists, ordering her to rub her Mistress' clit. Her orgasm was intense and rocketed thru her body temporarily releasing her from all the emotions of the last few days and the D/s of today.