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“Hire a Dominatrix. It’ll be fun. It’ll be exciting. It’ll be new.” Nancy said, the annoyance in her voice never more obvious to her friend and roommate standing next to her.

“Oh will you shut up. You totally agreed. You’re the one who called her up in the first place.” Patty said in response next to her.

Both girls were frustrated with each other, but there was definitely nothing they could do about it right now as they stood with their noses against a wall.

“Shush! Both of you!” Both girls almost immediately let out a cry of shock and pain as they felt the woman’s riding crop strike the back of both of their backsides, the sting of the hit only somewhat lessened by the fact that both of them were wrapped up in large puffy and crinkly garments normally only seen by infants or small children, unlike the 24 and 25 year old that were currently wearing them. “If I hear another word out of either of you, you’re going to both be getting a much more serious walloping over my knee then going back into your own separate corners for an hour.” Both girls nervously nodded without a word, as they stood there as silently as they could besides their small whimpering. They really should have known better than to tease a dominatrix.

The two friends Nancy and Patty had been dying of boredom during quarantine and had been looking for something fun and exciting to try. They scoured online for anything they could do or try when they came across an ad that made them pause. It was an ad for a dominatrix.

The ad said that the woman offered a variety of different services depending on the wants and desires of her clientele. After discussing it for a few minutes, it was quickly clear to both Nancy and Patty that they now knew how they were going to kill an evening of boredom.

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It was only a few days later that both girls were waiting, giddy and a little nervous, in their apartment as they waited for 3:00 pm; the time of their dominatrix appointment. They had been in contact with her for two days, and now she was coming over to their place.

They had lied to the woman, neither of them were actually planning on getting dominated in any way, they just wanted to meet the woman and probably just ask her questions.

Soon enough, they heard a knock at the door and giggled as they went to go answer it. The woman looked nothing like either of them expected. She wasn’t some big foreboding middle aged woman dressed entirely in leather. In fact, she was probably very close to the same age as either of them, and her outfit was a nice looking, yet tight red shirt and pencil skirt. She greeted both the girls, shaking their hands as she walked in and only introducing herself only as ‘Mistress’.

The conversation the Mistress was having with the two girls seemed innocent enough with them asking typical questions like, “How’d you get started in this?” and “How much do you make?”

It wasn’t long though before the girls’ questions took a turn for the worst with questions like, “Are you a pervert? Do you have Daddy issues? Are you a slut? Do you have mental problems?” just to name a couple of them.

The Mistress was about to just up and leave... but then she got a better idea in mind. After all, these girls did pay for a session.

She ignored the two girls whining and fresh questions as she pulled out many of her kinkiest items from her “bag of tricks”, including two crinkly garments from one of her kinkiest clientele which she thought suited these two brats’ attitude perfectly.

Even though it was 2 on 1, the two girls put up a pathetic fight as their rebellious attitudes crumpled when put up against Mistresses controlling presence. Both girls were swiftly spanked, diapered, pacified, (Literally.) and put against the wall as their punishment.

“Pleaaseeeee, just let us go.” Nancy cried out.

“Yeah, we’re sorry we teased you.” Patty added, little tears still on her cheeks from her spanking.

The Mistress chuckled as she crossed her arms contentedly, looking at both of the little brats with their faces against the wall. One of her favorite parts of being a dominatrix was seeing her clientele crumble under her will, but for them it was all mostly an act, but these two girls were doing all of this for real to be taught a lesson.

“Sorry girls,” Mistress said with a chuckle, “I intend to follow through on your entire session, just like you paid me for.” She gave both of their poofy little bum’s gentle pats which they surely felt on their stinging rears. “These diapers are for just in case, but if either of you are too immature to keep them clean before our session is over, then you’ll be getting a new punishment. Got it?” Both girls nodded. “Good girls. You can do it, only 60 minutes to go.”

Both Nancy and Patty silently whimpered to themselves as they felt their aching alcohol infused bladder’s already begging to be released.

They really shouldn’t have messed with a Dominatrix.

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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