A knock sounded at my front door, and I opened it to find Lucy (the TV I was expecting) arrived promptly for her appointment.
I looked Lucy directly in the eye, and ordered her to make her way inside – with strict instructions for her not to make a sound.
“Before we begin, Lucy, get yourself stripped and showered! And, by the way, the bulge (of your cock) inside your trousers has not gone un-noticed! I have ways of curing cocks that go stiff and bulge too soon!!”
A few minutes later…“Get yourself dried off quickly, now, and get changed into these, and I want to see you ready in 10 minutes, don’t take until tomorrow to get ready!!!”
(Lucy made her selection of TV-wear, which was literally just the underwear – stockings, suspenders, bra, skimpy thong…and a pair of heels.) “You’ve had more than 10 minutes now, its nearly quarter past, hurry up into the dungeon and let’s see how beautiful you look!!!”
“I WANT SILENCE FROM YOU…YOU OBEY MY ORDERS, YOU SPEAK WHEN I INVITE YOU TO SPEAK, NOT OTHERWISE!” “IN THE MEANTIME, IF YOU UNDERSTAND MY ORDERS, GIVE A NOD TO SHOW UNDERSTANDING!”
I also threw Lucy a kitchen apron to wear…“Because firstly I want you to prepare me some coffee and buttered croissants, and then, if I’m satisfied with your standard of waitress service, I may reward you with a tip and see what has to be done with your cock which won’t stop trying to burst through that thong!!! “Get on your way to the kitchen now…and hurry!!!”
FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
“Where’s my croissants and coffee, Lucy?? What the hell are you doing – have you gone to Brazil for the coffee?? For God’s sake speak to me – are they ready???”
“Coffee and croissants are served, Mistress” (replied Lucy)
“Well I must say, the food was excellent and the coffee good and hot! Now, I expect you want a tip!”
LET’S CURE THAT COCK OF YOURS!
“Come stand closer to me, Lucy!”
I reach for a pair of scissors, and gently cut a hole in the fabric of the thong to release his erect cock. “Now wait, and don’t touch your cock, I’ll be back from the kitchen in couple of minutes!”
I hurried back with a plastic container full of ice cubes… “Now, Lucy, push your cock into the ice, while I count backwards from 20 seconds… WELL GET IT INTO THE ICE THEN!!”
TWENTY SECONDS LATER…
and Lucy’s cock looks like refrigerated meat. “Now, kneel in front of me and let’s see how well you can wank yourself off with that chilled cock!”
Mature Yorkshire Mistress