Mistress Mona - 1
A tale of four strong men, totally overwhelmed and dominated by one small women
The night was dark and dreary. It had been overcast all day, and
the moon reflected precious little light. I had been working till eleven p.m.
that day , taking inventory. The bus deposited me not five blocks from my
apartment, and I walked down the deserted street towards home. The
shadows from the buildings cast an erie reflection, and I imagined that I was
being watched. It seemed to me in my fevered imagination, that I was being
stalked. I thought that the moonlight was playing tricks with my eyes. As I
continued down the deserted street, I thought how wonderful it would have
been if I had a companion walking along with me.
As I turned a corner of the street, my view was blocked by a tall
building. Suddenly I was seized by two very powerful arms. One covered my
mouth so that I couldn't shout. The other grabbing me from behind, forced
my legs appart, and snaking between my thighs, quickly grasped my
genitals.
I was lifted off of my feet and held immobile, afraid to move for fear
of either hand. One able to halt my breathing, while the other lightly
squeezed my testicles as a warning. I thought, "who was this monster who
could hold me so easily immoble?" After all I'm not a small man. I weigh two
hundred and fifty pounds, am six feet two inches tall, and in pretty good
shape.
Then I smelled a sweet perfume, and the fingers that captured my
mouth, contained long nails covered with red polish.
I thought to myself "A women? immposible! But then confirming
my suspicions, a high pitched voice said "relax little feller, Mona doesn't
want to break you." I said to myself, "break me, what the hell could she
mean" And then Mona showed me what she meant.
Releasing my genitals her hand slid upwards, until her palm
rested on my stomach. I was now sitting on her bicep
She quickly squeezed inward, and my mind went crazy with the
pain. It felt as if my intestines where going to come out of my back. The
agony was so great that I could't even cry out, and beg her to stop, A
feeling of nausea settled over me, and stars where whirling before my tortured
eyes. I prayed, "please let me live", and then just as suddenly as it
started, it stopped.
After a while she asked " feeling better now sweety?" She released
her hand from my mouth, and I said, "O God, yes" She continued, "and you
are just going to enjoy the ride quietly from now on, aren't you my little
honey?" I said that "I would be good boy", just like a little child, which
is exactly how I felt in her vicelike arms. Dreading a repetition of the
pain, I lay there as quietly as I could.
She walked quickly through the deserted streets for many hours,
my weight seeming as nothing to her. Finally we came to the outskirts of the
city. The streets changing into country roads. She must have felt safer now,
because she started to jog swiftly. I marveled at her strength, and despaired
of getting away.
Finally she entered into a wooded area, saying "that there were
many thorns and bushes here, but not to worry little guy, you will be just
fine" As I started to feel the prickly shrubbery, she lifted me straight over
her head, and clear of the thorns saying "didn't I tell you that you would be
fine? You see, I take care of my own." I had never imagined that a woman
would be capable of such a feat, as I hung suspended, mouth opened in
amazment.
Neither did I relish being called her own, but what the hell could I
do? She was just something that I had nerver experience before, even in my
wildest imagination. So I thanked her for her consideration, as she held me
helplessly overhead. Smiling, she lowered me easily to her face, and kissed
me.
That was the first glance that I got of Mistress Mona, and let me
ask you my dear reader, "did you ever glimps for the first time, one of
those incredibly beautiful Hollywood starlets? You know how it is when you can't
catch your breath, and feel stupid and dumbfounded, because you have
trouble talking. Thats the way it was with me when I first saw Mona." As the
comedian Jackie Gleason would say "hamena, hamena, hamena," which is
exactly what I said.
She laughted delightfully and squeezed me, but gently this time.
"You're sweet" she said. "We are going to get along just fine, you and me." I
said "I hope so for my sake," She laughed again and kissed my nose. She
said "I think that I am going to make you my wimp jester. Wouldn't you like
that? I said tongue in cheek, "thank you for this great honor", and she
continued the banter with a "don't mention it."
Finally we left the shrubbery and came to a clearing in the woods.
Parked there was a magnificent limousine, that must have cost a fortune.
Placing me in the front seat as if I were a fragile piece of
merchandise, she buckled my seat belt and said, "only a little ways to go
my sweet."
We traveled for about twenty miles down country roads, seeming
to leave civilization far behind. At last we drove unto a well paved road,
continuing for another five minutes.
As she started to slow down, I spied an imposing structure,
looming before us. It looked like a mansion to me. However, Mona didn't
give me much time to admire this edifice, or its sourroundings, before she
lifted me out of the car, and spirited me inside.
Cradled softly in her power packed arms, I stared at the
magnificent chandeliers and plush furniture. Mona said, " time enough to get
acquainted with your surroundings later. First to your own private quarters."
My heart sank, as I could see for myself that she meant to hold me here, for
god knows how long.
Climbing the rich carpeted stairs, she took me through a long
corridor, occupied with what seemed liked many rooms. Near the end of the
hallway, she entered one of these many private rooms, and my mouth
dropped open at the magnificence of my quarters.
The room was at least fifty by thirty feet, and was lavishly furnished.
A computer with all the latest up to date attachments, was hooked up to a
television set, with a screen that covered one entire wall. The bed was king
sized and covered with a bedspread of pure silk.
Directing me to another door, I entered the bathroom. And what a
bathroom it was. It held a Roman style bath, about twenty by thirty feet.
Standing in the corner was a sauna and exercise equipment, complete
with free weights and nautalus machines.
The Mistress informed me, that she expected me to make good
use of all this marvelous equipment. She said that she wanted her stable of
wimps, to be in tip top shape. "You will need to be, let me assure you." she
said ominously. Looking me straight in the eye, she asked if I understood
her. I could see that she was serious, and I quickly assured her, in wimp
style, that I would try my best. Mona said, " you will do better than that",
and I meekly said, " Yes Mistress. She mussed my hair playfully and said, "thats
a good boy, yes we should get along very well. You haven't much choice
you know."
Leaving me alone, she told me to relax, and get to now my own
personal space. You will be informed when dinner is served, where you will
meet the other wimps."
When she left, I continued to explore my room, and found an
enormous closet full of clothes, of every style and size. I also found shirts
and underwear in the bureau . I noticed that the briefs were just that,
BRIEF.
I thought, "so she was kinky heh". And then a wave of exhaustion settled
over me, and lying down, I fell into a deep sleep.
In my dream someone was trying desparatly to wake me, but I
couldn't move. Then I realized that it wasn't a dream at all. A young guy was
shaking me furiously, and begging me to please wake up. I tried turning
around , so that I could go back to sleep, but he kept shaking me.
Pleadingly he cried, "Oh my God she sent me to get you fifteen minutes
ago. Please wake up," and there such terror in his voice, that I immediately
snapped to attention. I said " Jesus, hold your horses, can't you see that
im totally exhusted?" I'll be right with you," and I turned around and tried to
go back to sleep. Screaming, "Oh God, he dragged me out of bed, and on to
the floor.
Well now I was pissed. I said 'you son of a bitch, im going to kick
your ass. He said, "kick it later, I won't even fight back. Just come with me
right now. Please for the sake of our future friendship." He was so sincere
that I said in a more reasonable tone, "ok, ok, just calm down. I'll just
take a quick shower, change my clothes, and be with you in a jiffy." He yelled in
exasperation, "can't you see that I'm getting ready to shit my pants?"
I asked,"just because Mona sent you?" He said unashamedly,
"Yes, is that good enough for you big man?" I thought , "holy shit, what
could terrify such a large man so?" He was about my size, but much more heavily
muscled, I assumed from working out. He dragged me from the room, and
down the stairs, running all the way. He called for me to please hurry, as I
sauntered casually after him.
Walking quickly through the large plush room that Mona had
carried me, when I first came here, we entered a large dinning room.
Everything in that house seemed huge. Sitting at the head of the table was
Mona, flanked by two large men, also well built and heavily muscled. As a
matter of fact, some wise ass might be tempted to call us clones.
Mona said, "alex, you're twenty minutes late. How do you explain
this"? And that shnook started shivering with fright, and much to my
amazment, so did the other two. Alex started to stutter," m,m, mistress I
tried to wake him, but it was like he was drugged. I yelled, I begged, I even
bounced him out of bed. Well at least that woke him. Please mistress short
of killing him, which I thought seriously about, he was just dead to the
world."
Mona said, "all right Alex, it probably was the experience that he
went through that drained him, poor dear fragile man." Well this statement
didn't do much for my ego, but I kept still. I was introduced to Bill and
Don, and Mona said happily, "my entire stable of wimps." I informed her that my
name was Paul, and she said playfully "my four little cute wimpy guys." This
didn't exactly thrill me, but after witnessing their fear, I thought better
of confronting her, at least just then.
As we ate, there was an animated conversation around the table.
The topics ranged from politics, to art, to sex. I just listened while
eating, trying to think of a way to escape this weird situation that I had gotten
myself into.
After an hour or so of spirited conversation, Mona's face took on a
glow, and she said, " time for a little fun boys." She clapped her hands
happily like a child, anticipating some future delight. I noticed however,
that the men weren't particularly overwhelmed at this prospect.
She said " I know, lets play circus. Well this brought a visible
shiver to the men, and I don't know why, but I was shaking also. Don who
seemed to be the elder statesman of the group, said, "Mistress, no
disrespect intended, but we have just finished eating a large meal. Perhaps
a more sedentary game would be in order." She answered, " nonsense
Don, you know that's an old wives tale, like not going swimming after
eating."
Clapping her hands, she said, " come on guys, up, up, up."
We rose reluctantly and tread towards our destination, the men
walking as if they were going to their execution. I couldn't help thinking, "
my God, what a scene. Here we are, four large virile men, terrorized by one
small women. Well then again, she wasn't really small, just of average size,
although you could see that she was very athletic and extremly firm, like a
fitness model, and O my God, how beautiful. It was hard to look into her
eyes, and breath at the same time.
We walked for a few minutes in that humongous house, and finally
came to our destination. Mona opened the door, and my mouth fell open in
amazement. I had never seen a room quite like this one before. It was large,
very large, just like every other room in this house, but weird would be an
understatement. First af all, it was entirely padded, floor, walls, and
ceiling.
Off to a side were lockers, containing who knows what. There were very
large hooks on the wall, that seemed able to sustain very heavy weights. In
other words, not for hanging pictures.
I could see that the guys were extremely ill at ease, and this feeling
was transfered to me. She opened one of the lockers, and removed what to
my eyes, looked like crazy jump suits. They had zippers in the front for
entry, and handles were protruding from all over this ridiculous outfit. I glanced
over at the other wimps, but they refused to meet me stare, and just looked
down at the floor.
Placing these nutty outfits down on the floor, she folded her arms
and just waited. The men became immediately animated, quickly stepping
into those moronic suits, and zipping them up from the fly to the neck. I
just stood and stared in amazement.
Mona noticing that I wasn't getting dressed, called for Don. She
said, "Don it lookes as if Paul is a bit bewildered, would you please help
him dress." Well Don comes over to me, and seeing that I have no intention of
putting on this jerky looking outfit, whispers to me. " Look please get
dressed, you really don't want to get her mad."
I said "fuck you and her together Don." Suddenly Mona was standing
right in front of us. Don shrank back and away from me, as if he didn't
want to get in the way of the fallout. She told him to go back to where the
other wimps are waiting, and said, " I'll take care of this myself."
Well now I was beginning to really get scared, I hadn't forgotten my
abduction, and the mens fear was having its effect on me. Still that macho
thing was in operation, and I guess that I'm just one big jerk.