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BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR - Part 2 of 5

She took him by the hand and led him up the sprial staircase and into a bedroom at the far end of the dark hallway. The room was almost as immense as the house itself. The bed was huge, with a royal blue, velvet canopy hanging over it and dr*ped around it. The bed was covered with a royal blue velvet spread. There was a set of small steps beside the bed. A huge fireplace was in the far corner of the room. The room was nicely decorated. The windows were gigantic, the kind you walk thru to get out onto the outside balcony overlooking the gardens below. The windows were open and there was a slight summer breeze drifting in and blowing the sheer lacey curtains. The night was warm and humid. But, with a house this large, it was cool inside. There was a ceiling fan going. He could smell the scent of sweet magnolias, hyacinth and jasmine in the air as it wafted into the room with the breeze. He thought he was in heaven. As he was taking in the magnificent surroundings, she was in the corner pouring him another drink and watching him. "You seem to be amazed at what you see here," she said to him. Her voice startled him back to his senses. He turned and walked over toward her and replied, "Yes, I am, very. It's just so hard to imagine you living here alone, in this big house." "I like it that way. I go and come as I please, no one bothers me and I bother no one," she said. "I am not a woman to be bossed around by anyone." "I see," he said. Accepting the glass from her hand and lifting it to his lips for a long sip. She began to ran her fingers thru his hair again. He sat the glass down on the dresser behind her. He put his arms around her and pulled her body to his and kissed her. He started unzipping her dress. She started undressing him. Her dress fell to the floor, reveiling what was underneath. She was clad in a sexy matching set of very scantily cut panties and bra, black, trimmed in lace, a black laced garter holding up black nylons. She still had her heels on. Very sexy, high spikes with a slim strap wrapped around the ankles with tiny buckles. He was undressed down to his briefs. "By the way," he said, we don't even know each other's names. My name is David." "You can refer to me as "Mistress," she replied. "YOUR Mistress." Are you ready to enjoy the night ahead of us, David?" she asked with a slight sexy smile on her face. This was enough to give him chills, they way she said that. He just smiled back at her and nodded. "Lie down flat on the floor then." He did as he was told. "I am going to put you thru hell tonight. And whether you enjoy it or not, is of no concern to me. It's how I enjoy it that matters. Do you understand me, David?" "Yes," he said. "Yes WHAT, David?" she said with authority. "Yes Mistress," he answered back. "Good, that's very good, now, lie still and DON'T say a word unless I tell you to, understood?" "Yes Mistress." He laid down on the floor and watched as she loomed above him, her legs straddling his body. He could see the sweat glistening between her legs, her breasts were heaving lightly up and down as she breathed. He could feel her heels going into his body as she stepped up on him and began to trod on his almost naked body. She dug her heels in as she put her weight down on him. He could feel the slight pain and winced a bit from it. The pressure from the heels each time she lifted a foot was almost too much to bear. But, he just layed there, still and quiet. Daring not to make a sound, afraid of what she might do. Oh well, he had wished to be under her heels and he got that wish. But, did he get more than he bargained for? Only time would tell. IF he lived thru the night.

~~To Be Continued~~