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Dominatrix Next Door

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Synopsis: Teenager Billy comes home from school to find a note on the refrigerator saying his mom had to go away on business; but she has asked a beautiful neighbor to take over his usual Friday Night Discipline.who along with her teen daughter are part time registered doominatrices if she would take over his usual Friday Night Punishment. While Billy is clever at thinking up reasons to avoid this, this lovely neighbor is a registered, part-time dominatrix who along with her teenage daughter are experienced at finding new male meat to play with in their basement dungeon

             Dominatrix Next Door!

                    TJ Ryder

             http://www.midnightx.com/

                   chapter 1


   When Billy came home from school that Friday afternoon

he saw the note on the refrigerator from his mom

and sighed!  Oh boy!  She hadn't forgotten it after all.  His

beautiful mother had already left as she had planned

for a weekend workshop and she had remembered to leave

a note for the various chores he was supposed to do.


   That wouldn't be so bad except for that one chore

his mother always preferred to do on Friday nights,

his Friday Night discipline. His mother had been preparing

for this trip all week and been so busy he figured he

might to skate free on that weekly ritual this one time,

albeit with mixed feelings.  It was true he did skip

a few of his routine chores because everything was so

crazy and she wasn't around to remind him, but that

also meant that next week he'd get a double dose of

punishment.


   But one glance at the note dashed that mixed feeling

of hope and fear.


   "Dear Billy, I should be home on Sunday afternoon.

I left a message for Angie Garber about taking our Friday

session but I haven't got a response so you should call her

when you get home!  I told her you need a good whipping so

be a good boy now and I'll be back soon!"  followed by a

drawing of a heart.  He groaned as he read it again.


   One bright spot was that he had been lusting for that

buxom divorcee Mrs Garber since they moved in next door

not to mention her only daughter Hillary was a freshman in the

same high school he went to and just as gorgeous as her

mother.  The fantasies increased as the two divorcees

became friends and he learned Mrs Garber was also a registered,

professional, part time dominatrix.  He looked at the kitchen

clock,  not quite 4 pm, which means he had a chance if he

thought fast.


   If somehow he couldn't connect with Mrs Garber he might

just escape his usual Friday night drill! And then he noticed

the blinking light on the Lanline phone on the kitchen wall!


   Now, he thought, seeing one message in the last 30

minutes on a phone nobody has used for months, he knew

that had to be Mrs Garber!  Now, he thought about that.

If he pretended he didn't see the blinking light,.. well

then his mom probably wouldn't believe it for one thing,

and since Mrs Garber is a neighbor he might run into her

this weekend, or she just might have seen him come home

from school and knock on the door.  He picked it up. It

Mrs Garber all right!


   "Oh, hi Naomi.  I just got your message and can't get

through to your cell so I tried your old phone.


   "Normally I'd be delighted

to take Billy but being a registered neighborhood

disciplinarian I have to have the correct forms or at

least some written and dated reason for the, um,

corrective action, plus what your goals are for Billy

and his behavior.  I know it's awkard but if you could

please fax me something soon I would so appreciate it!"


  Billy breathed a sigh of relief,

knowing his mom would not hear this message and therefore

not do the fax.  But..... the message continued after

a chuckle.


   "Of course, since your'e probably already on the plane

the only person listening to this message is your son Billy,

so this is for you Billy!  Why don't you drop by and let's see

if we can straighten this out! Looking forward to seeing you

soon now!  (chuckle)  CLICK!!!"


  "Busted in a recorded message," he groaned.


   Now he had recorded evidence on this phone of the date

and time he listened to the message.   Okaaayyyyy, he thought,

what's the next move?   He's supposed to walk over now so he

went to the living room and peeked through the blinds and the

white  house down across the street.  'Waitaminit,

he thought, no car in the driveway.  Mrs. Garber's black suv

was missing!  She must be at the market!  Think fast!


  'I'll go over and leave a note on the door to prove I was

there and to help fix his car.  Charley will back me up!

Then I'll leave  That'll work for a while. And then, well...'

' he figured they could have schedule conflicts

until she gave up.  It could actually work!' he decided.


   He wrote the note, deliberately blurred a couple numbers

on the cell number and walked across the street, getting

ready to duck if he saw the SUV coming.


   As he opened the front white picket gate, he

looked up and down, little Janey and Diane were skipping

rope and pointing at him giggling.


   "Oh Billy, are you another bad boy coming for his

punishment!" the girls giggled.


   "Hi Janey, do you know if Mrs Garber is home?"


   "I don't know.  Are you going to get it?  Cuz if

you are we like to listen!  We can hear pretty good

by the back basement window, speshully when the boys

start screaming!"


   "And crying!" giggled Diane!  "Some are grown men too!"


   "And begging! I like that best!  I bet your'e really

going to get it too! I do hope your'e going to really get it!

Is that right, Billy? And wer'e going to listen to the whole

thing!"


   "I'm going to be a dominatress too when I grow up!"

Diane affirmed with a smile.


   "Me too!" Janey echoed.


   "Billy, would you ask her if we can watch? Pleeeeaaassee?"


   "Look, girls, let me know if you see a big black SUV

would you?"


   "Okay Billy!" Janey said.


   'Jeez,' he thought as he quietly stepped up

on the wooden porch, 'already bitches!' he muttered

and opened the glass screen door gingerly and

folded and put the note in the jamb and gently closed

the door on it, pinching it in place.  Then as he

turned around the door opened and the note fell out!


   When he bent down for it the door opened wide

and made a noise.  When he was finished tucking it

in again, making sure, he just stepped down the

first step when he heard the front door open and

Hillary's surprised exclamation as the note flew out.


  "Oh, is that you Billy, would you get that for me,

please?"


   "Um, sure," he said, as he bent over, and then handed

it to her.  Naturally she opened it, looking puzzled.


   "Oh, it's for mom!"


   "Yeah, Hi Hill, look I have some stuff to do,

um, so... would you show that to your mother and ...!


   "Oh, but she'll back any moment now!  She just went to

the market.  Why don't you come in and wait?" she smiled.


   He noticed with a groan she had changed after she came

from school, wearing a ripped, sheer sweatshirt

showing her big, perfect breast cleavage and probably

just some hot pants.  He stood there, realizing he couldn't

very well NOT enter now, but on the other hand, it looked like

Hillary had no idea what he was here for so that gave him a couple

other scams.  After all he was a senior and she only a lowly

freshman.  It shouldn't be that hard to con her into being

his unknowing accomplice if he could come up with something

soon! 


   Entering the living room and walking through to the

kitchen, he watched her shapely bottom swaying and then

he groaned, as she opened the regrigerator and bent

down and took out a soft drink. 


   "Would you like something?"


   'Um, n-no thanks!"  She shrugged and looked at the note

again.


   "Oh, is this about that ad we posted on the market

bulletin board?"


   "The ad?"


   "Well, it was just a 3 x 5 card looking for someone

to help with some carpentry and fix-it stiff.  Daddy

used to do that but....!  Anyway, I hope your'e handy and all,

and not too expensive, (giggle) we hope!"


   "Oh yeah, sure, Iv'e done everything, all kinds of projects!"


   "And you have your own tools?  Cuz we don't have any!"


   "Yeah," he smiled, feeling confident now.  This was dropped

in his lap so he might as well run with it!  "Sure, um,

can you give me an idea, like, um,  what you want, um done?"


   "Yes, sure,  let's go downstairs to the (giggle) dungeon!"


   "Dungeon?"


   She laughed as he followed her to the basement steps.


   "You know my mom is a registered disciplinarian, I mean

the whole school knows," she added with a roll of her eyes.


   "Um, yes, I did hear something,....umm!"


   "Well," she turned on the lights and he looked around

at mostly cement block walls, a work bench and some

partitions!


   "Mother should be here to explain what she wants

but you can see it still looks more like an old rec room

instead of a proper dungeon!  But wer'e getting there

don't you think?"


   "Um, yeahhh....And this is the, ummm..."


   "Whipping rack.  We use that a lot,(smile) but we need

to make it more, well, adaptable, and this,

this is, "(giggle) the 'Torture Table'!  I know it's an

old maple workbench but you see we added the leather

manacles and the joist, that was a lot of effort!"


   He looked at the heavy workbench 7 feet long, with bar

stools on each side, imagining the naked helpless male with his

wrists and ankles manacled to each corner, and right at

groin area a pulley joist dangled overhead.  Then he noticed

the wall of whips, pinchers, electric probes, and alcohol

filled jars of pins and needles with rubber grips.


   She giggled, "This is my favorite, but only after we use

the other equipment.  (Smile) They have to be prepared!"


   Billy felt his cock swell, his face get hot, imagining

the two voluptuous women sitting one each side of

their victim in the comfortable padded barstools, their breasts

hanging down, as they alternately teased and tortured.


   "Oh, um, so you, um, actually assist your mother!"


   "Oh yes, from the beginning!" she said proudly. "It's

a family business (giggle)!"


   "Now over here," she walked to an empty space,

on the concrete floor  "Mom wants to do something different!

She marked it in chalk see?  This is the puppy training area!

What we call it!  After the, well, the first part, when

we think the boy is ready, we need to test and train him

all depending on what his mother or even wife wants!"


   He looked over at the props, leashes and collars, dog food bowls,

girly pinafores, french maid costumes, corsets, wigs, a little

makeup table, and riding crops and canes and paddles and, a portable

porta toilet! 


   She giggled, "you see this is where we finally test our subjects

so it has to be down here, where they can see the equipment

that we just used,  and (smile) use again if we are not satisfied!

(giggle)  We don't usually have to repeat too much!"


   "Um, (groan) yes, of course,... so um, the partition should

be not totally enclosed then?"


   "Yes, but carpeted or tiled or something, with lacey

stuff all around and some furniture,  of course (smile) the

furniture is just for mom and me!"


   "I could go back home and get a tape measure...!"


   "Sure, and we need, let me see, running water, at least

a hose, oh yes, mom wanted to know if plumbing is possible

at this level!"


   "Um, well, ..!" his cock hard, his face hot, he looked

around the room.  "It would have to be over in that corner

and um, I'd have to break up the cement floor there too!"


   "Oh wow, you DO know all this stuff!"


   "Well, like I was saying...!"  He heard footsteps

upstairs and Hillary walked to the stairs.


   "I told you it wouldn't be long!  Wer'e down here, Mom!"

she yelled up!


   "Okay sweetheart!  Is Billy with you?"


   She looked a little puzzled, "How did she know?"


   She walked down in hot pants and a sheer low cut

blouse, much like her daughters, and also braless, as

they swayed as she stepped down in her heels, smiling

brightly.


   "I'm so pleased you came right over, Billy!  Hillary has

been showing you our little dungeon?"


   Billy blushed as she handed her the note.  The woman

smiled at the note, dimples showing, and arched an eyebrow,


   "Oh yes, the old note-in-the-door excuse!"


   Hillary beamed with delight,  "you mean he's a client?

I thought he answered the ad at the market.  He seems to

know how to do things, mother!"  She looked at Billy and

licked her full upper lip.  "OOooh your'e a naughty boy!"


   "Pretty clever too.  In fact we might talk later

about my renovation plans, but right now we still have

to straighten out tonight!"


   "Aren't we going to punish him, mother?" she

asked anxiously


   "Well dear, I'm trying to work it out!  I haven't heard

from your mom yet, Billy, but I have left a message on

her cell phone with what I need.  All I know is she normally

performs her weekly discipline on Friday night and

her message said simply that you needed a good whipping!

I don't know what that really means!"


   "Ooooohhh!" Hillary sighed, absently fingering a thick

nipple through her sheer sweatshirt.


   "But, I need more than that!  What do you think she

means by that, Billy?  Why does she do it on Fridays since most

of my clients prefer Saturday nights?"


   "Oh she, she's, (trying to think fast) that um, means

a lot of things.(Groan)  Sometimes a paddle,  a cane, like that!

Wev'e always, um, used Friday night because she wants the marks

gone by school!"


   "Tsk tsk, of course she isn't a professional.  My marks

are always gone in a couple of days!  But I need a reason

for my report!"


   "Oh, yes," he realized, 'that's right'  Has to have a

reason.


    "Well, she was real busy all week getting ready for

this trip, and she normally keeps a log book somewhere.

Probably in her purse and she took that with her!" He

asked brightly,


   "I could dash home and look for it if you like?"


   "Um huh, hmmmm!  Wellll, I tell you what, Billy,

your'e interested in doing some handyman work, is that what

I hear?"  He nodded quickly with a smile. 


   "Well, I can't afford to pay much!"


   "Oh, whatever you think is okay is fine!"


   "Well, then, I checked the airline schedule and

your mom should be at her hotel by now and gotten my

message.  Let's just give her a few more minutes

and if I haven't received a fax with explicit instructions

by then we'll just call it off!"


   "Oh mother!" whined Hillary.  "Let's call her again!

I'd just love to do Billy and we have all night!"


   Trying not to look relieved, Billy shrugged,


    "Well, if that's what...you think...I guess!"


   "Good, now before you go, we might as well talk about my

ideas for this room!"


   He followed her to the whipping rack, actually just three

sturdy beams with eye bolts in them.


   "You see Billy, the problem?  How can I make it more flexible!

How tall are you by the way?"


   "Um, 6 ft, ma'am!"


   "Could you just stand there and see if you can touch

the eyebolts?"


   He tried to, but his buttoned shirt bunched up.


   "Go ahead and take it off, we don't mind!"


   "Wer'e used to seeing naked males!" Hillary smiled

but also then frowned, having her hopes dashed..


   Stripped to the waist and just wearing shorts and sandals

he reached up and shook his head. 


   "Yes, I see.  Put your wrists through the manacles

and see if it helps!"


   "Um, " he said, looking up!  I can see the problem,

madame, with the manacles, anyone much taller than me

couldn't really stretch out!"


   "Then how would you fix it?"


   "Well," he said looking up at the ceiling..." You need to

get the eyebolts higher, attach them to the floor joists!"


   Mrs Garber stood back with her hands on her shapely hips,

her big breasts arched out, her nipples already hard.


   "Could you do that tonight?"


   "If I knew where to mark it, yes, I guess! But I can't

do it from here!"


   "Of course, Hillary, go get a chair and a piece of chalk

would you please?"


   She looked totally disinterested and was thinking of

going  back upstairs and watching television,


    "Oh, why bother doing it now, mom?"  She saw her

mom's expression and shrugged and returned.


   After a few minutes, Mrs Garber stood back.

"Are the manacles tight now, honey?"


   "Yesssss mmmmoooommmmm!" she said as she stood on a stool,

her breasts nearly in Billy's face, her bare belly showing.

He was getting a hardon pushing out his shorts and he couldn't

help it.


   'Now, Billy, can you get loose?  Try would you please?

See if you can rest your weight on the soles of your feet!"


   He struggled but he was held tight, lightly touching

the cement with the balls toes of his feet only, his wrists

trapped overhead.


   'Um, I think that's the right spot then!"


   "I think so too," she smiled.  She walked closer

to Billy, her soft hand running down his shoulder,

as he breathed in her exciting fragrance and

her big warm breasts brushing him.


   "We really appreciate your helping like this Billy!" 


   "N-no thanks needed, ma'am!" He could now

feel his erection in his shorts brushing her body.


   "But, the fact is, well,  you must be punished now!"


   "Mother?" Hillary gasped, her hand over her mouth!


   "B-but...you said...paperwork,t-t-the fax!" 


   "Oh, well," she smiled, licking her upper lip so much

like her voluptuous daughter.  "Don't worry about the

paperwork.  I received a nice detailed fax from your mother almost

instantly.  Youv'e been such a bad boy, tsk tsk, but that does

give Hillary and me a free hand!"


   "Oooohhh yesss!" Hillary breathed.


   "But.. but...then... why.....!"


   "Oh well, the first time with a clever young man like

you, Billy, I think it's always safer to use a little

subterfuge!"


   "(Giggle) Look at his expression now, mother!"


   "Yes, and it's fun too, seeing the subjects' expression

when they realize it!  I never tire of it!"


   "Mmmm, you COULD have let me in on it, mother!"


   "I didn't have time, darling, but don't worry,

after tonight, " she cooed, moving her hand down to his

involuntary swelling, her palm cupping his erection,

making him groan, "Billy won't need any persuasion or

tricks.  He will be tamed by them, won't you?"


   "Thoroughly tamed," Hillary snickered.  Her mother

released his genitals and stepped back with her hands

on her hips, a smug smile on her full lips


   "Take his shorts and underwear off, dear, and then

manacle his ankles!"


   "Love to!" she gushed.  When she was close to him

and slipped down his shorts, and then seeing his bulge

in his underwear, she whispered,


"Your'e really going to get it now!" she teased


  Then when she slipped them down, seeing

his full balls and big erection, she took a deep breath,

her young nipples hard,  her pussy already damp,

and he watched her with a shudder look with a smile at the

workbench.  Then he heard the muffled giggle of girls

from a basement window.


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