Miss Britt Memories
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After a phone call early one morning,
"Lisa dear, we are going to have company over the weekend. Heather is in
town for meetings with her business affairs and she will be here late
Friday afternoon until sometime Monday. Heather and I grew up together
in London, went to the girls academy and studied under Margret......and
were often disciplined by Margret as you know by now. When I decided to
come to the states, she decided to remain in London and found a career in
fashions. In fact her fashions are often featured in the British womens
magazines you review. About 20 years ago she had the opportunity to buy
a business which became Heathers Leathers specializing in leather
clothing, bags, boots and of course some of the control items you have
been exposed to. We haven't seen each other for about 5 years, before
you joined my staff, since I did not travel much anymore as you know. I'm
excited about seeing her again and I'm sure you will be impressed by
her. And I know you will impress her since she knows the real story
about you and I. And I might warn you now, I expect your best behavior
in every respect......even discipline if we find it necessary. She
really does not believe I have you as my p.a living as a woman so your
meeting will be very interesting. As young girls growing up in Britain
we used to fantasize about one day having a man to serve our every
desires and needs. Us British ladies know how to control our men as you
are aware. I don't know if Heather has a p.a. but I'm sure she'll be
impressed by you and I expect that to happen. I will not tolerate failure
as you well know by now. So Friday I want you in a business suit, the
maroon one, pink blouse, maroon patent heels and a maroon patent bag. I
think I have a large maroon tote bag in the big closet. I expect your
hair and makeup to be perfect, nails freshly painted, chain jewelry, and
a long pink scarf loosely about your neck. Any questions dear?"
"No Miss Britt, I'll do as you require as best as I can."
"AS BEST AS YOU CAN! Well my dear, if you fail me in any way you'll pay
dearly. Don't forget your patent box in the basement if punishment is
required.
I'm sure Heather will want to see it in use so just prepare yourself."
About a week before Heathers arrival Miss Britt got another package from
London, a large package. She didn't open it, just placed it on the floor
besides her desk and of course I did not question it. When Heather
finally arrived Miss Britt told me to stay in the office until she called
me. I heard the doorbell rang then Miss Britt greeting Heather, a lot of
laughter and conversation as 2 old friends would do. I just sat in the
office and listened for about 30 minutes or so then, "Lisa dear, come
here and meet Heather."
As I walked into the living room I saw a black lady, about 5'5" or so,
average build, dressed in a tan business skirt/suit, very plain looking,
little jewelry, little makeup. Besides her on the sofa was a very
expensive designer italian leather bag. The look on her face said it
all.
"OMG Mary Jane, I can't believe this! Even from the pictures you sent
me, the real thing is very impressive to say the least. I remember how as
teens we talked or shall I say fantasized about 1 day having a man to
serve us but this is reality and I can't tell you how impressed I am as
to your conquest. Turn around honey, let me see all of you."
"Lisa, model for Heather......you know what I mean dear."
I did the modelling thing as they watched and commented. Miss Britt made
a point to show Heather I was carrying one of her designer bags. After
about 20 minutes or so we went into the dining room where I served them
dinner again impressing Heather. Then the evening wrapped up with a lot
of conversation as I just sat and listened. As we went upstairs Miss
Britt told me to put on my white silk pajamas and wait in my room. In a
few minutes Miss Britt and Heather came into my room, Miss Britt carrying
the black patent bucket bag and the matching collar.
"Lisa dear, on your knees while I show Heather how well this restraining
outfit works for you. I'm afraid your going to sleep tonite as old
times."
As Heather watched Miss Britt collared me and locked my hands to the
collar, then placed the bag over my head and tightened it much tighter
than ever before.
"Get into bed Lisa while I secure you for the night. Well Heather, what
do you think of your control bag as you called it?"
"Mary Jane, you impress me to no end. I always knew you were tough at
heart, but this is amazing and how well your bitch responds to your
commands. i can't wait until tomorrow."
As I got into bed I felt Miss Britt tying my legs at the ankles then to
the bed bottom. I was secured for the night. The following morning Miss
Britt came in and untied me from the bed, took the bag/collar off me,
"Lisa dear, today is going to be a busy day for us. Heather has plans
and your going to be very busy modelling and whatever else she wants from
you, understand me? I want you to clean up, dress only in your full
corset, nylons, heels, full makeup but no jewelry for now. And do put
your titties in so Heather can see her work in action. Come down for
breakfast in a robe. AND MY DEAR, do not embarrass me or fail me in
front of heather or I will allow her to discipline you at her discretion,
understand me clearly dear?"
"Yes Miss Britt."
"And for your information, Heather is a man-hater at heart but just
because she sees you as a woman, don't be fooled. I know she has ideas
she wants to try so obey or pay as they say in England."
Heather spoke with a very strong British accent which I found amusing but
also hard to understand when she talked fast. The following morning as I
came down for breakfast dressed as Miss Britt instructed, Heather looked
me over and commented, "I do not think your dressed properly for what I
have in mind, but have breakfast and we'll get started on the plans I
have for you today. And I do not expect any resistance for what I tell
you to do regardless of your feelings. Mary Jane talks about your
obedience constantly, now I'll see just how well your trained."
After breakfast Heather told me to take off my corset, she wants me only
in a pair of pantyhose and heels. Miss Britt spoke,
"If you want Lisa without a girdle I'm afraid your going to see her male
reaction if that toy of hers is not controlled. Just brush your fingers
over her nipples and watch the reaction....(laughter)."
Heather did just that and of course my hardon stood out at attention
which got me a sharp slap in the face and Miss Britt picked up a
magazine, folded it and slapped my dick a few times.
"Lisa dear, you must control yourself for Heather. Go to your room and
put on a brief panty girdle and put that thing where it belongs. She
will be back in a few minutes Heather, you may proceed with your plan for
the day and if you feel necessary you may also punish her for any reason,
even just for the hell of it....(laughter)"
"I'll have a go at punishment later after I see how Lisa responds to me.
You may wish you did not make me that offer Mary Jane, you know how I
hate men although Lisa looks feminine, I know the real thing if you know
what I mean."
When I returned in only a tight panty girdle, pantyhose and heels Heather
was opening a large box that had arrived a few weeks ago, taking out a
black leather garment that looked like a full body corset but with very
long sleeves without openings for the hands. It was made of heavy stiff
leather as she handed it to me.
"Put this on and put your hands into the sleeves. I will fasten it as I
see fit."
This garment covered my body from my crotch to my neck, had a series of
straps and buckles which Heather tightened as tight as she could get,
fastenting the neck/collar thing tight around my neck. Then she pulled
the sleeves around my body and buckled them tight behind my back.....
straightjacket style.
"As you see Mary Jane, total body control. Since I hired my new designer
from S.Africa and allowed her to design my complete control line, she has
done a marvelous job in her use of imagination. Yolanda is a big girl
certainly capable of throwing your Lisa around like a rag doll and has a
wicked imagination as you will see. The red patent outfit you ordered
was her creation along with the patent leather box and much more. Yoland
is no-nonsense period. Had I brought her along you would certainly be
impressed. She can't wait to see the photos of these items were using
today and I'm sure she will pick the correct photos for my next catalog.
I gave Yolanda the title of vice president of control if you know what I
mean (laughter). Now bitch, walk around the room while I get some
photos."
As she took photos occasionally slapping my face because I was not
responding fast enough for her, Miss Britt sat on a chair and watched
with that evil smile on her face. When she had enough photos she ordered
me on my knees in the center of the room. This corset thing was made of
heavy leather and really restricted body movement and Heather really had
it on me very tight. Getting on my knees was really painful as it
showed.
"What's the matter bitch, can't handle the leather? You better get used
to the pain, the days young and I have some other ideas for you."
Once on my knees, she took another black leather thing out of the box and
walked over to me. She began placing this thing over my head lacing up
back making it skin tight. This hood thing covered my whole head except
for my face which was left exposed. As she finished putting this on me,
another hard slap in the face.
"That was just because I felt you needed it. Mary Jane as you see this
outfit now, notice the snap closures around her collar and on the bottom
of her head covering. This allows you to position her head as you want
and the snap closures will hold the head in that position as I will
demonstrate."
With that said she twisted my head all the way to the right and snapped
the head covering to the collar making it impossible to turn my head.
Standing in front of me, She told me to turn my head back and of course
I could not which got me a few more facial slaps. Then she unsnapped the
head cover and turned my head all the way to the left snapping it closed
to the collar again. After a few more facial slaps, she loosened the
head cover placing my head in the forward position head forward, snapping
it into place.
"As you can see Mary Jane, total control. You can set her head as you
wish but i the forward position she is ready to serve your needs as I
will demonstrate later. There are a few more things that go with this
outfit that I will demonstrate later today, a few clever things I might
add, courtesy of my girl Yolanda. Why don't we take a short tea break
while your bitch kneels thee wondering what's next. Mind control if I
might add."
After awhile they returned and I watched Heather take 2 large magazines,
opened to the center and placed on the sofa. Miss Britt sat on the
loveseat and watched.
"Lisa dear, I strongly suggest you obey Heather or else, understand?"
"Yes Miss Britt."
I watched Heather undress completely, took a tube of lipstick from her
purse, coated my lips very heavy and sat on the opened magazines on the
sofa.
"Well bitch, do I have to tell you?"
I made my way to her pussy and began pleasuring her as best as I could.
In a few minutes she let go of all her juices in a hard flow and I
realized she was also peeing with her orgasm......then the 2nd orgasm
followed quickly. I could not drink all her juices and realized she 2
magazines were in fact there to catch the overflow from getting on the
sofa.
"Suck me clean bitch and then you will pay for not swallowing all of me."
As I cleaned her, she got up and began redressing. I could see a very
large wet spot on the magazine pages Once dressed she began tearing ou
the wet pages, balling them up and shoving them in my mouth until I could
take no more.
"If you could not drink all of me now you can taste me for the next few
hours. DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE!'
I watched as she went to the box and took out another leather belt like
thing, wrapped it around my mouth and head and tightened very tight.
behind my head. Now my mouth was sealed. And the wet magazine pages
were not a good taste.
"There now Mary Jane, all wrapped and sealed just for you. I may think
about getting one of these bitches for myself. Why don't we let her
kneel and think for awhile as we have lunch. Your bitch has already had
her lunch, liquid lunch.....(laughter).
After they had lunch and came back into the room Miss Britt told me to
get on my feet and they took me to the basement. I knew Heather wanted
to see the patent box and of course I knew what was coming. Once in the
basement they took the leather garment off me except for my head cover
and gag. As I stood there in only a pantygirdle and heels Miss Britt
pulled my hands behind me and tied them at the wrist. Then she guided me
into the box and they both laced me tight to the wall. And of course
Heather was taking photos all along. Heather went back upstairs and
returned wearing a pair of black leather gloves, above the wrist style.
She showed them to Miss Britt palms out,
"As you see Mary Jane, these gloves are knotted and rough, designed for
pleasure or pain. Another idea of Yolandas. Allow me to demonstrate on
your bitch."
As she stood in front of me she showed me the palm area of the gloves,
very intimidating to say the least. Slowly she began rubbing the gloves
over my nipples giving me a sexual thrill which caused my dick to harden
immediately, but then she squeezed both my breast and pain shot through
my body as I screamed into the gag but she did not let go as she looked
me straight in the eye, then 1 hand went to my hardon and again squeezed
adding more pain to my body while I kept screaming. Heather was enjoying
every minute of this and kept it up for about 20 minutes alternating from
my tits to my cock..And I could not move a muscle as they had me laced in
the box very tight. Finally she backed away, took the gloves off and
handed them to Miss Britt.
"A gift for you Mary Jane, use them well.....and use them often.
(laughter)"
Heather took more photos then suggested they seal me up in the box for a
well deserved rest as she put it. There is no way to rest in this very
tight box.
I heard them going back upstairs and I was relieved to know no more
torture for awhile. After a long time Miss Britt came down and released
me from the box and told me Heather had left but she did not untie my
hands. Once upstairs she sat me in a chair and took the head wrapping
off me and allowed me to spit out all the soaked magazines pages. Then
she untied my hands.
"Go upstairs and freshen up and dress in a casual dress, heels and a bag
of course, then we'll talk. And by the way, the gloves are in my desk
drawer in case I may need them in the future dear."
Memories of Heathers visit.
Virginia
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