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Rules for the unowned subs:
1. If you want to be property, just say, "I am Mistress Dyvia's
property" aloud and you will be mine until your next orgasm.
2. I prefer my pets marked, collars are fine, a bracelet is acceptable,
but I will be most pleased with a coat of lipstick. Every time you press
your lips together, imagine I'm kissing you.
3. I got away from it for a while... but ellipsis are back... so every
time you see it, press your lips together and feel my kiss to you... and
stroke between your legs for me... remember you are mine.
4. I want you hard, or I want you wet. Take a moment right now, and
arouse yourself. If you start to lose it while reading, stop
immediately, and find your arousal... And remember, no cumming until I
give you permission.
5. Follow rule six at the end of the story.
Enjoy.
Mistress Dyvia presents:
Mistress Dyvia's Purse of Pennies
By Mistress Dyvia
Prologue: Hannah
"Hi, my name is Hannah, I'll be your server tonight, can I start you off
with drinks?" I told the man and the woman sitting at a booth. It was a
Saturday night, the restaurant was busy, and I knew these two were great
tippers. I used a water bra when I was working, and admittedly, it did
generate better tips.
The gentleman looked up at me and smiled, looked at my name tag as if to
confirm my name, though his gaze lingered on my breasts for just a second
longer than needed, but I'm used to that, and I dress for that, like I
said: tip money. And finally he said, "I'll have a cola, whichever
brand, just a little ice."
And immediately the lady with him said with the pleasantest smile, "No,
he'll have a glass of ice water with a lemon wedge." she said as she
opened her purse and slid a penny across the table to him.
"I don't like lemon in my water," he said to her through gritted teeth as
if he were struggling to be civil.
She didn't respond directly, instead she just slid another penny to him.
He stared at it for a moment, and then said, "An ice water with a lemon,
please."
As I wrote it down, I took her drink order and as I was about to walk
away she slid another one to him, he asked what that was for, and she
simply said, "I didn't like your tone of voice." I decided not to hang
around, something weird was going on with those two... However, tip
money... so I kept an eye on things as their drinks reached the halfway
mark, I would top them off, check up regularly once their food was
served, and the man was quiet, and the woman seemed pleased.
Finally, it looked as if they were done with their meals, and I went up
to them, "Would you like any desert?"
He looked up at me, and the sound of a coin sliding across the table was
clearly audible, he took it, and sighing deeply, and she gave him
another, and he seemed to deflate a bit which widened her smile. But he
looked to her as if waiting for her to answer.
"I don't know, hun, do we want dessert?" she asked him.
"Up to you," he said, three simple words.
Again, her smile went from amused to genuine warmth, "I think we are all
set, can you bring us a couple of boxes and the check?"
"Sure I'll be right back." I went back to the register, printed the
requested paper, and brought it back to them.
The woman held out her hand, "I'll pay for that." so I handed it to her
which almost surprised me, as the attitude of her seemed to want to be
treated like royalty... So I'd expect that she wanted him to pay.. Then
she looked at her man, "Give me your wallet." Okay, that just got really
weird.
He looked confused, "But I thought..." And a penny slid across the
table. And he quickly reached into his pocket, removed his wallet and
handed it to her.
She went through it and handed me some dollar bills, "No change needed,
you've been great."
"Thank you so much, have a wonderful evening!"
"You too!" she said, while the man remained oddly silent with his head
down. They stopped at the counter on the way out, and talked to the
hostess who went out back and a moment later Larry, our manager emerged
and talked to them. They talked for a moment, and then they left,
Larry came straight to me... "You got a customer compliment, keep up the
good work." They may have been odd, but I hope I get them at one of my
tables again, they tipped really well, and gave my boss positive
feedback.
24 Hours Earlier. Dyvia
"Are you sure that you really want to try this? It is pretty intense." I
warned him.
"I don't see why not. It's just for the weekend," he said with
confidence.
"It could be just for the weekend, I'm not kidding when I say I will
extend the duration for every infraction."
He rolled his eyes. "Go for it. I'm not afraid."
I laughed, in my best female Yoda voice, "You should be... Very Afraid,"
and I let out a giggle, but then my smile faded, "Seriously, I will make
you my bitch."
"I think that is a bit of an exaggeration," he responded.
I held out the contract. "Read it, sign it... And I'll be downstairs
when you are ready then."
And a few minutes later, he was downstairs handing me the signed
contract. "You didn't take a lot of time to read this."
"I got the gist of it, Dyvia... plus you said it wasn't legally binding
anyway."
"It's informed consent," I told him. But I shrugged and gestured to him
the kitchen table, "First off, no more using my name in private, at least
not by itself, you will address me as 'Mistress.'"
"I can do that, Mistress."
I nodded my head at the obviousness of a simple command, "Now get naked."
A big smile, as he pulled his shirt off, and dropped his sweats and
underwear while jumping out of them. "How was that?"
"Impressive." I started and looked down at his dick. "Start stroking
yourself." I instructed him and with a smile, he did. I started dancing
to music in my head and started to slowly take off my own clothes,
"Stroke faster..." I commanded... "Grip that cock tighter..." And I
kept giving him commands like that... one at a time... And finally just
for good measure, I got on my knees in front of him, and by this time I
was naked as well, "Cum on me." And he did. Over my chest and my face.
And I smiled, I thought that was hot, clearly he did as well. And it was
definitely going to be the last time for a while. Nothing wrong with a
girl who likes a guy to shoot his load all over her, is there?
"Lay back and close your eyes, I said as I guided him back on to the
couch. And then just as we had discussed earlier, I locked his dick up
in a chastity cage. "Good boy." I told him.
He laughed. "It feels so weird."
"It will get worse." I said with some amusement in my voice. "Once you
start getting horny again, it will start feeling tight... really tight,
and not in that 'I love tight pussy' kind of good way."
"We will see, besides it's only for the weekend," he said smugly.
"Initially, just the weekend." I corrected, once again.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"Did you even bother to read the contract? Initially, just 48 hours.
Any infraction of my rules, and I hand you a penny. Every penny is
twenty four hours more in that cage, but you can work it off and I will
take a penny as payment upon completion of some assignments. I mean fuck
dude, you're not even allowed to look at another woman without my
permission or instruction," I'm not even the jealous type, I just thought
it would be funny to see him squirm in some other situations.
"I didn't agree to that."
"You did," I said as I opened the contract to the page and pointed it out
to him.
"Not happening, take it off now." he demanded.
I smirked. "You may think this is cute, but trying to make me give you
another penny isn't very hard, but every day that goes by, you will
regret the fuck out of it." Then I opened my purse and pulled out a
shiny penny.
He started at it. "What's this for."
"For making that demand... first of all not happening." I handed him
another, "and for a defiant attitude." I paused, "And that already makes
your cage-free day on Tuesday.
He scowled and took it, and then started to turn around to leave the
room. "Fine, whatever."
"Hey..." I said and waited for him to turn around, "Take another penny
for the shitty 'fine whatever... and another for walking away without me
saying you could leave." and with a bit of a giggle, "And that's now
Thursday cage-free day. And be thankful I didn't give you a third for
not saying 'Mistress." Although I was curious, I literally still had his
cum on my face and chest, what did that do to his mind, to still be so
submissive to me?
His mouth just dropped and slowly walked back to me and took the two new
pennies. "I'm sorry... Mistress."
I scruffed his hair. "That's alright, pet. Now go pour a bath for me.
And wait for me in the bathroom. I fully expect you to clean your cum
off of me before I bathe... And if you do an extra good job, maybe I
will take a penny from you."
A smile formed around his lips. "Yes, Mistress!"
I didn't give him any more pennies that evening. But I didn't take any
either, he was going to have to raise his standards if he was getting
anything like that from me.
Saturday morning, he was good, though I could tell he was uncomfortable,
I mean, fuck, I did decide for the first time in months I didn't want to
wear any clothes. He kept looking. He kept squirming. I told him if he
wanted to mulch my garden outside in the afternoon for me, I would take a
penny. He pulled out of the driveway, ten minutes later... Three hours
later, I took a penny back from him and told him, "Wednesday." and then
suggested we go out for dinner at a nice restaurant. We did. But that
trip alone got him a lot more pennies than he had been prepared for... I
mean, you read the intro, right?
He was definitely sulking when we got home he was careful not to violate
any more rules, but that was that. But I debated on adding a no-sulking
rule in the future, but I'd wait til later to decide on that.
Then came Monday morning. He was getting ready for work, and told me to
unlock him. He needed me to unlock him so he could shower and go to
work.
"Excuse me?" I asked. "Try that again."
"I'm sorry..." He paused and then emphasized, "Mistress," took a deep
breath. "Please remove my chastity cage so that I can shower and go to
work."
I can only imagine the incredulous look I gave him as a single eyebrow
went up. "You can shower and get ready for work just like that."
"But I can't go to work like this." I held out a penny to him, and he
just put up his hands defensively. "Hun... why are you doing this?"
"Take the fucking penny."
He let out a sigh, and reached forward and took it. "I don't get it,
I'll put it back on after work."
"No you won't." I shook my head.
"Yes, I will. We had an agreement," he argued with a soft tone of voice
as if that meant he weren't arguing with me.
"We do... and the agreement is you wear it until you have no pennies.
It's not coming off. The argument is over unless you want a nice shiny
new penny for every sentence you speak." it was generous, I could have
said every word he spoke, instead it was just every sentence.
He shut up and his head bowed down with resignation.
"Now go take a shower."
"...Yes, Mistress," he said with a low sad voice.
So yeah, he was definitely receiving a lot more pennies than he was
giving back. He came home that night, and I was home before him. I
called him into the living room. I was watching a movie. But I was
wearing a simple sweater and skirt.
"Hi," he said with a nervous smile.
I gave him a look. "Try that again." And I flipped him a penny.
He caught it. "Good Evening, Mistress." I started reaching for a penny
when he pulled out a bouquet of flowers, and offered them to me.
"Ohhh." I cooed and took them with a wide smile. I forgot about the
penny, as I brought the flowers to my nose and inhaled deeply enjoying
the scent and the colors. "Fine... I held out my palm. "I'll take back
two pennies." and he smiled as he placed them in the palm of my hand. I
made my way to the kitchen, opened a cupboard and pulled out a vase,
spent a few minutes re-cutting the stems and rearranging them in a vase.
I returned and he was sitting on the recliner flipping through shows on
one of his streaming apps. I walked right over and sat on his lap and
kissed him deeply. He kissed me back. I pressed my tongue just a little
inside until I felt his tongue push back against mine. In just a couple
of minutes we were both laid out with me on top of him making out like
teenagers. I pulled his hands up to my breasts and then I awkwardly
started to bring my pelvis over his junk... and the expression on his
face was priceless.
"Sorry," I said breathily... "I didn't even think about how I could hurt
you like that..."
He shook his head. "Didn't hurt, just feeling a bit of pressure down
there, and there's no room to go."
I chuckled. "Grow?"
"Go, grow... it's all the same thing."I bounced a little...
He groaned. "Yeah..."
I giggled. "Well, you can always reach into my panties if you want to
play with something..." And that's how he ended up fingering me to an
orgasm... While I played with his cage until he didn't cum... Until he
begged me for release and I gave him nothing.
I know that sounds bad, but the next night was even worse, as soon as he
sat down after getting home from work I was standing in front of him
naked. I turned around and bent over my arms extended down and my ass in
front of him, my pussy dripping in anticipation, and I made him lick me
to orgasm... When I had calmed down and started to cool off, I had him
wash me off, and then I asked. "If I let you out of that cage and jerked
you off... Would you be a good pet and put the cage back on?"
He nodded his head. "Yes, of course, Mistress!" he said with the
happiest smile and eagerness I had seen in him in a couple of days.
I smiled. "Good, I just wanted to know." His reaction and frustration
got him another penny.
It didn't even take a full week and I was out of pennies; two full rolls,
one hundred pennies, all gone. I mean there was good news and bad news
about that. I mean on one hand, as part of our agreement, we couldn't go
over 100 days, but he would potentially always be at one hundred days
until he was a good pet. He would give me one back every day, and
ideally I would just wait for the first excuse to give it back, I didn't
even have to look, just one fuck up a day.
The second Saturday.
So after a full week, I hadn't got a good fucking either, and I admit, I
was starting to get frustrated too. Who says a domme doesn't crave sex
either? Not me... umm.. Let me rephrase: NOT ME! I was horny, and I was
'in heat' as he used to like to say when I was giving him the look. You
know, 'The Look.'
So I sent him out to do the grocery shopping, and when he came back I was
wearing a sexy little negligee, and he was staring. I told him to hurry
up and put the groceries away... I looked at the clock, and it was 11:40.
I told him if he was done by noon, I would need him to fuck me. 11:43 he
walked into the bedroom naked except for his cage. I pulled out some
tape. And taped that cage down, he was confused, I think he thought I was
about to free him. Fuck that. Instead, I had a strap-on harness and a
dildo prepared for him. Once I hooked him up, I looked him dead in the
eye. "I am horny as fuck right now, pet... You had best give me the best
fucking I've had all year round... If you fuck me stupid, I'll let you
enjoy yourself all afternoon with your movies and video games... If
not... If I don't cum... I have a list of chores that will keep you busy
til 3am."
I could see a level of defeat in his eyes which led to a resigned. "Yes,
Mistress..." And I handed him the lube...
I layed back down onto the bed and spread my legs wide for him... The
soft rubbery material of the phallus was a bit cold... as was the lube,
but that didn't last long, I'd have to warm them up in the future... But
oh fuck did it feel good feeling my pussy really stretch for the first
time in a while as my fingers dug into the comforter. "That's it slave,
Fuck your Mistress..." And he slid out... in and out. He did... His
hands started to move up towards my boobs and I slapped them away. "You
need to ask permission for that, Slave."
"Please Mistress, may I play with your breasts?"
"Yes, Slave... In fact, I insist." And he teased my nipples, squeezed
my breasts, and for the first time in over a week, I felt a little of my
control slip, in a good way... My arousal was building, and my orgasm
was starting to pulse in me...
"Mistress..." he breathed as if he were saying my name in passion.
"Stop." I told him, and he did in mid thrust. "Be the big strong man
that I know... Pull me, up turn me over, bend me over the bed, and fuck
me from behind... Pussy.. Not ass... Exit only... And I mean Fuck the
fuck out of me..."
I barely heard his. "Yes Mistress," when I felt him lift me off the bed
and turn me around so I was face down, then he took my hips and pulled me
until my toes touched the ground. I felt him get a good grip on my hips
and roughly pulled me back while forcing the phallus into my very wet and
cock-craving slit.
"Fill me," I said. As I thought of my pussy as 'empty.' and he
did...fucked me good, hard and fast... I bit into my own forearm to
control my breathing as my orgasm started to radiate out from my core,
while my other hand was under me with my fingers pressed firmly to my
clit... and then the spark... I was cumming...
A few minutes later, I felt him pull out of me. I hate that part. But
fuck was I ever satiated. I rolled over. "Fine... you fucked me
stupid..." I rolled my eyes and stuck out my tongue for emphasis. "Get
a couple towels, clean me up, clean the mess up and you can have til
dinner time to do whatever you want... with the cage on..."
He looked like he wanted to protest or say something, but he looked down.
"Of course Mistress." And proceeded to the linen closet where we had
extra towels.
He was getting better at defaulting to me as the following week went by,
though I still found ways to give him back his penny every day. Every
day he started with ninety-nine days...and most days he was back to one
hundred before he even left for work.
Day fifteen... The third Saturday morning...
He asked if we could talk. I told him after breakfast. I went outside
to sit on the patio while he did the dishes after making breakfast for
me, and he stepped outside. "Mistress, can we talk?"
I nodded my head. "Of course, Pet."
He approached the chair and sat down across from me. I gave him his
penny back, so he was back to one hundred again. He just let out a sigh
and stood up. "Mistress, May I sit?"
"You may."
"I can't stay like this forever. And it's driving me crazy that I just
can't get ahead. Please Mistress, can't we come up with something so I
have a real chance to get ahead? Have a real chance to unload my
pennies?"
I pursed my lips together. "Maybe..."
His eyes widened.
"I'll have to think about it. But you know I won't make it easy for
you."
"I just want to cum again..." His voice strained a bit.
I stood up and pulled his head into my chest, I was fully aware that he
could feel my boobs contorting to the shape of his head... and I was
fully aware that he probably got a great view of my cleavage, even B-cups
like mine could pull a man's eyes in like a black hole swallowing a star.
"How bad do you want to cum?" I asked.
"I haven't in over two weeks, I just want one orgasm. Please..."
I pulled back and kissed the top of his head. "Come with me." And I
walked up to the bedroom. "Take off your clothes."
"Yes, Mistress," he started and then his voice trailed off as he saw me
withdraw a thin-yet-long metal phallus from a box. "Mistress?"
"Do you trust me?"
He paused and looked at it. "Yes, Mistress. I trust you not to hurt
me."
"Good, Pet," I said as I started to apply a bit of lube to it... Pushed
him onto the bed and bent him over, and I slowly slid it into his ass.
"Does this hurt?"
He paused to think. "No, but it feels really uncomfortable."
"That's okay. It's your first time." Sadly, I couldn't see the look on
his face when he heard the buzzing of the vibrator, from behind him. I
got a good grip on his hips and pulled him out so he was still relaxed on
the bed, but there was a little space and his penis and cage as they hung
down. I stimulated his cage and cock a little while pressing the
vibrator to his anal intruder... forcing his prostate to vibrate... and
in minutes his cock started oozing and I withdrew the toy from his ass
immediately and stopped any and all stimulation that he received... A
ruined orgasm. "Clean your mess."
He staggered, He was still frustrated, and his cock still kept oozing
cum, like a constant ninety second orgasm... that probably didn't feel
much like an orgasm. "Yes, Mistress," he said as he staggered towards
the bathroom.
"Where are you going?"
"To get a towel... uhh.. Mistress..." he said.
"No. You will use your tongue." I smiled as his face went pale.
The Following Wednesday.
I was waiting for him in the kitchen when he got him from work. "Slave,
come in here, let's talk."
He came in, and looked at the chair longingly. "Yes, Mistress?"
"Have a seat." I instructed him and he smiled as he sat down. "I was
thinking about your request to have hope of getting ahead. And I think I
found a solution."
I opened a bag and placed a pink dress on the table. He looked at it.
"What is this?" he asked in confusion.
"Penelope's dress," I said flatly.
"Who is Penelope?" he asked with genuine curiosity.
"Potentially you. She is my slave who never receives pennies unless she
is intentionally being bad. She could be you."
He shook his head. "Mistress, I can't."
I put up a finger to cut him off. "I'm not making you. You asked for a
route to getting rid of your pennies, this is it. Any night you come
home, you have twenty minutes to get into your Penelope persona, and you
will stay that way until you shower for work in the morning. I will not
make you go out in public like this... So the twenty minute rule applies
before and after leaving the house as well."
"Mistress," he started.
I put up my hand to cut him off again. "It's up to you. But to make it
sweeter for you, Every night you follow the Penelope rule, you will get
two pennies instead of one... and any day you ask to listen to a hypno
file, and I allow it, I will give you three pennies. If you play your
cards right, you could be out of your cage in thirty-four days."
"Mistress..." he started once again.
And again, I used my finger to cut him off. "Don't decide now. When you
come home from work tomorrow, this outfit will be in the guest room. If
you want to try, just simply go into the guest room and put on Penelope's
clothes."
He let out a sigh. "Yes, Mistress. Thank you mistress, for the
opportunity." Admittedly I was a little disappointed because it didn't
sound like he was going to do it.
The next night, he got home and disappeared for about twenty minutes and
appeared in the kitchen door wearing a blond wig, pink dress with
matching kitten heels and stockings. "Mistress, can I listen to a hypno
file tonight?"
My smile widened. "Of course, you can!" And I led him to the bedroom
where I had an old cellphone setup with headphones. "Lay back and let's
get you started."
A week later.
Penelope came out of the bedroom, I heard her heels echoing down the
hall. "That was quick, Mistress."
I laughed. "You've been in there for over an hour."
"What? Are you serious?" she asked incredulously.
"Honest. Wanna test?" I asked.
"Sure," Penelope said with genuine curiosity.
I held out a butt plug to her, and her nose scrunched up. "What do you
want me to do with that, Mistress?"
"I would like it if you put it in your ass, but it's up to you."
Even after her previous experiences with a couple 'ruined orgasms,' she
never got used to having her ass penetrated... She shook her head. "No
thanks Mistress, I guess the hypno didn't work."
I giggled. "Wouldn't it be a great idea if you put this in your butt?"
Her eyes seemed to glaze for a moment as she had this derp face smile
spread across her pink painted lips. She blinked a couple times, and
then said. "Yeah Mistress, that is a great idea!" and took it from my
hands and walked to the bedroom and came back with a bottle of lube,
applied it liberally and slid it right into her ass. "How does it look?"
"Perfect!" I said with a bit of warmth.
48 days later.
So there were a few slip-ups, she didn't get down to her zero pennies by
day thirty-four... mostly due to her not being able to get into
elaborate outfits quick enough. Of course I never told her until the
following day. Yup, insert evil Mistress laugh here... Muwahahahaha.
But the day came that I would hand Penny the final penny. Yup, I named
her Penelope so I could call her Penny, to remind her of her deal...
It was a Saturday, and I called her downstairs. I don't even think she
knew the significance of the day, as I held out my hand. "I have your
key."
Her eyes went wide. "Oh thank god, Mistress. I can't even tell you how
bad I've wanted to be free."
"I know... and it's up to you, I could free you right now... Or wait
until tonight when you get rid of your Penny persona... or... Wouldn't
it be a great idea to leave it on for another week?"
Her eyes glazed over for a moment as the dumb smile popped up on her
face, a monotonous voices spoke. "Yeah, that's a great idea, MIstress!"
and then a more lively tone filtered into her voice. "One more week in
chastity! Yay!" she giggled for a moment.
"One more week then, Penny." Oh, she was never taking that thing off...
at least not this year.
The End?
Well, what did you think? Want more? Should we go forward in time?
Would you like to see more of the 48 days? Or did I end it at just the
right time?
Assignment 6 for the subs: reach into your pocket, and take out your
pennies (Or if you're not in the US, the smallest denomination of coin
you have), set them on a plate and let's see how many days of chastity
you hypothetically have. Take a picture and email it to me, or post it
on social media with a link to my story!
Thank you for reading, and I look forward to what you have to say!
Kisses!
Oh, and subs... Cum. Right. Now! Thank me later.
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