Security Officer (invitation only)

"I am ready to please you, Mylord." Then a little gasp of laugh escaped Cathy's lips again.

Henry rolled his eyes. Was this girl hopeless? If she wasn't so beautiful, he may have dropped the issue here and now. On the other hand, she had said Mylord at least.

"You still think this is funny?" he grumbled. The nightstick left it's place and smacked on Cathy'sa red ass again.

"Stand up, Mylady. Do it now." he ordered. "Place yourself before me. Then look into my eyes and play with your tits. Don't play with your pussy, you have not earned that yet, neither have you yet earned the privilege to please me."
 
"You still think this is funny?" Henry grumbled.

Smack.

The blow came harder than before.

"I can't help it, Mylord." Cathy whimpered.

"Stand up, Mylady. Do it now." Henry ordered.

With difficulty Cathy got off his lap.
"I want to obey, why am I fighting it ?" she thought.

"Place yourself before me. Then look into my eyes and play with your tits.
Don't play with your pussy, you haven't earned that yet,
neither have you yet earned the privilege to please me."

Cathy stood before him. She looked at his face, and saw hopelessness
in his eyes, mixed with passion.

Blushing, she kept looking at Henry. She wanted more than anything
to please him.

Her nipples were hard from Henry's pinching, and the cool air.

With open palms, Cathy caressed the breasts in cirkles, feeling the hard
nipples making little bumps between her fingers.

Flashes of white heat went straight down her stomach to her clit.

Cathy wanted to squeeze her thighs together, but succeeded to
stand in the same position.

After a while she coulden't focus anymore.

Breathless, in a little voice Cathy whispered,"I've undressed, and I'm
ready for whatever Mylord wants me to do."
 
"I've undressed, and I'm ready for whatever Mylord wants me to do." Cathy whispered.

Henry had been pleased watching her getting ready for him, and he was even more pleased with her answer.

"Good, Mylady," he nodded. Sometimes a little praise helped way along.

"Keep standing there and close your eyes" Henry ordered. Then he stood and walked around the beautiful woman, looking at her from every direction. Nodding to himself he stopped right before Cathy, then layed his nightstick on her shoulder. Slowly he let it move downwards, caressing her arm gently with the cool wood. Reaching her ellbow the stick stopped, then turned inward, toward her wonderful breasts, touching their underside...
 
"Good Mylady," Henry noddod.

"At last," Cathy thought with a sigh.

In her relieve, she took one step towards Henry, but hesitated
when she saw the look in his eyes.

"Keep standing there and close your eyes," Henry ordered.

Blushing, Cathy closed her eyes.

The only sound in the small cabin, was Henry's shoes tapping om the floor.

Exitement and passion shot through her body, mixed with a slight tickle in her chest.

"What if someone see me like this?" "I'm nude and totally exposed." Went through Cathy's mind.

The feeling of the cool wood from the nightstick on her shoulder,
was almost too much for Cathy.

The nightstick, sliding slowly down her arm to her elbow, made her hand tingle.
When it touched the underside of her breasts, she nearly fainted.

From all this tension, Cathy felt an extreme urge to pee. Her bladder was about
to explode, and she started to leak. Her pussy lips were moist.

"This is so embarrassing!" she thought.

In a whimpering voice Cathy asked, "Mylord, do I have your permission to use the Ladies room?"
 
"Mylord, do I have your permission to use the Ladies room?" Cathy asked. She was almost there, Henry could feel it. Just a tiny step more.

"But of course!" Henry answered almost enthusiastically. "You just need to leave this cabin, cross the vast hall and then you have arrived!"

Henry saw the relieve in Cathy, who had her eyes still closed, then continued, his voice sweet.

"But of course your clothes will stay here. You are lucky, there are but a few dozen persons out there currently. And none of them are looking in our direction. You do have good chances."

Henry saw realization slowly dawning on Cathy's face, and when she opened her eyes in shock he closed the curtain again. The naked young Lady had been in plain view for the whole hall - and didn't know for how long. On top of that the curtain was still open, a tiny crack, but someone standing right in front of the cabin would be able to see inside.

Henry laughed.

"Ah, Mylady, is it that urgent?" he asked. "You aren't leaking, are you?"

Henry's finger trailed Cathy's pussy lips, feeling the wetness, dipping his fingers in it.

"Oh, you like open curtains, Mylady?" he asked, his voice sweet as overriped honey as he licked his wet finger. "Anyone who knows you out there?"
 
"But of course !" Henry answered.

"You just need to leave the cabin, cross the vast hall,
and then you have arrived."

A tiny gasp of relieve escaped Cathy's lips, witch made her leak a little more.

But Henry's voice came from another angle.

Cathy opened her eyes, and saw Henry standing by
the curtain, and it was OPEN.

"How long has it been open ?" "Did anybody see me ?"Cathy wondered, covering her braests.

She saw her clothes spread on the floor, and took the soaked g-string
when she heard Henry's voice.

"But of course your clothes will stay here."

"My clothes will stay here ?" "Is he making fun of me ?" Cathy thought.

"Mylord, how do you expect me to cross the vast hall in the nude ?"
Cathy said with tears in her eyes.

Henry laughed.

"Oh, Mylady, is it that urgent ?" "You aren't leaking, are you ?" he asked.

Cathy felt Henry's hand on her pussy, and blushed.

"Oh, you like open curtains, Mylady ?" he asked

Licking his wet fingers he said, "Anyone who knows you out there ?"

Cathy began to cry.

She coulden't hold it any longer.

Hot streams of urin were running down her inner thighs.

In a shaking voice she gasped, "I coulden't hold it any longer, Mylord."
 
Henry looked at the mess Cathy did on the floor. His mouth twitched.

"Put on your clothes, Mylady, all you deem necessary. Then go to a bathroom and get yourself presentable once again." He watched Cathy if she'd understand his orders.

"Once ready you'll follow the sign to the 'southern waiting room'. It has a closed-sign on it, but you'll go there anyhow. I'll wait for you. Do you understand? Then hurry up."

Without waiting for an answer Henry left the cabin and did even close the curtain behind him.
 
Cathy saw Henry's mouth twitch.

"Put on your clothes, Mylady, all you deem necessary." "Then go to
the bathroom, and get yourself presentable," he said.

Ashamed, Cathy put on her bra and shirt in a hurry, then the skirt and shoes,
leaving the soaked g-string on the floor.

"You will follow the sign to the 'southern waiting room," Henry said.
"It has a closed sign on it, but you will go there anyhow." "I'll
wait for you." "Do you understand ?" he added.

Henry left the cabin, closing the curtain behind him.

Cathy went to the bathroom.
It was a bathroom only the staff of the airport used.
Everything she needed was there. Soap, a new washcloth still in its
package, and a clean towel.

To her left was a small shower. A cabin for one person only.

Cathy took her shirt and bra off, unzipped the skirt, and took her shoes off.

She turned the water on, and ajusted the temperature, stepped in and pulled the curtain.

Standing in the shower, Cathy felt relief. The hot water, her empty bladder. She was
finally able to relax. She unwrapped the washingcloth, loathed it with soap,
and washed her thighs and sex carefully.

When the water started to get cold, she remembered the time.

"I must hurry up!" "I don't want to upset Henry," went through her mind.

She slid the curtain aside, dried off, and put her clothes and shoes on in a hurry.

Cathy left the bathroom the way she found it.

There were more people checking in at the gateway by now.

On the wall above, was a sign saying 'Southern Waiting Room'.

Cathy followed the direction, and found the door with the closed-sign on.

Opening the door, she saw Henry standing by the window.

Without a single noise, she tiptoed up behind him.
Putting her hands on his hips, she whispered,"I'm here to please you, Mylord."
 
"I'm here to please you, Mylord." Cathy said. Henry felt her hands on his hips, but he did let her wait for a while. She smelt of soap, he noticed. Good, she'd cleaned up. And, while she could have fled, she had stayed.

"Are you ready to please me also?" he asked. He removed Cathy's hands from his hips, more gently than usually. Turning around, he slowly lowered his zipper on his pants, then opened the button.

"Go on your knees, I grant you a little time to enjoy my cock. Use that time, and there may be more for you."
 
"Are you ready to please me also?" Henry asked.

He gently removed Cathy's hands from his hips, and turned around.
Slowly he lowered the zipper of his pants, then opened the button.

"Go on your knees, I grant you a little time to enjoy my cock.
Use that time, and there may be more for you."

"Was this the same Henry?" Cathy thought.

All of a sudden he seemed gentle and caring. Not at all the man from the cabin.

Cathy raised her skirt a little, and got down on her knees.
She was slightly blushing, and had to swallow from the exitement.

Feeling the bulge in front of Henry's underpants, her breath got a little faster.
Cathy felt a burning behind her eyes.

She looked at Henry's face, and met his warm grey eyes.
Blushing, and still looking at him, she slowly pulled Henry's pants down.
His strong firm thighs came to view. "I would LOVE to ride them sometime!" Cathy thought.

Using both hands, she pulled the underpants down to his mid-thighs.
His cock was standing proud up against the lower belly.

Cathy took it in her right hand, it was smooth , and hard, and swollen.
She gently kissed the tip with her soft lips.

In a slow rhythm, she swirled her tounge around the glans, tasting the pre-cum
that was oozing from the head, a fresh and salty taste.

Hiding her teeth, and with her mouth in a shape of an O, Cathy swallowed Henry's cock
to the base, the pubic hair from his crotch tickling her nostrils.

Bobbing her head up an down a few times, Cathy felt the vein swell on
the underside of Henry's swollen shaft.

Feeling Henry's tension she hesitated. "Does he want me to swallow?" Cathy thought.
 
Henry had not expected that Cathy, who looked so innocent, was so skilled with her tongue. This time there was no hesitation on her side to obey, no laughter, no nothing. Just dedication to the task at hand, or, in this case, to the task in mouth. Wow, the girl was talented.

Henry even thought to let Cathy of the hook for a moment or two. But then he remembered her blocking of him using her, of the laughter, of the hesitation in obeying his commands. No, Cathy still needed a strict hand.

"Cathy, you still have much to learn," he started to explain. "Turn around please. You see the man that has just locked the door behind you? It's a colleague of me. Say hello to Jerry."

Henry waited for a moment for Cathy to realize what was going on. Jerry was tall and dark haired, he had an ugly scar at his nose and a big grin. Mockingly he blew Cathy a kiss.

Henry continued. "Jerry would like to join, but he'd be contend to watch also. My decision. Jerry especially likes a good titjob. So be a good girl and remove your shirt and, should you have dressed in it again, your bra also. I would like to rub my cock between your tits, Mylady."

Henry smiled.

"Oh, and should you like to laugh or something, Jerry will join us. He's a bit clumsy though..."
 
Sliding his cock out of Cathy's mouth Henry said,
"Cathy, you still have much to learn." "Turn around please."
"You see the man that has just locked the door behind you ?" "It's a colleague
of me." "Say hello to Jerry."

With drool on her lips, and fright in her eyes, Cathy stood, an slowly
turned around. The vision of the tall stranger by the door scared her.

A tall man with dark hair, and an ugly red scar at his nose,
and a big grin on his face.

"Such a nice name for such an ugly man." Cathy thought.

With lust in his eyes, Jerry blew her a kiss.

Henry continued. "Jerry would like to join, but he would be contend to
watch also.""My decision," he stated.

Cathy began to back up against the wall. "Why is Henry doing this to me?" she thought
with tears in her eyes.

"Jerry especially likes a good titjob. So be a good girl and remove your skirt,
and should you have dressed in it again, your bra also." Henry said.
"I would like to rub my cock between your tits, Mylady." he added.

A big smile played on Henry's face, and pure lust in his eyes.

Reluctantly, Cathy took off her skirt with trembling hands, she
was crying now.

With tears rolling down her cheeks, she pleaded Henry with her eyes.

"I want to please Henry. But NOT this ugly man by the door!" "Can't he see
it in my eyes?" Cathy wondered.

"Oh, and should you like to laugh or something, Jerry will join us. He
is a bit clumsy though." Henry said.

"Please Mylord. I don't think I can do this in broad daylight, could
you pull the curtain?" Cathy whispered.
 
"Please Mylord. I don't think I can do this in broad daylight, could you pull the curtain?" Cathy whispered.

No laughter this time. That was good. Cathy learned. He had presented her with the stick, Jerry, now it was time for the carrot.

Henry nodded, then waved Jerry toward the curtains. The big man grunted but obeyed, closing them and turning on the light before resuming his position. Meanwhile Henry admired Cathy's nice orbs, which quivered a bit with her sobs.

When the room was isolated, Henry helped Cathy to her feets. "No need to cry," he whispered. "As long as you are behaving, I won't give you to Jerry."

He waited for a moment to let that sink in, then continued.

"Lets show Jerry what he's missing, Mylady."

With this words Henry turned Cathy around, so the stranger could see the young woman's beautiful tits.

Cathy seemed to be shocked, for she didn't try to run away. Henry smiled, then lowered the zipper of her skirt and opened the button. Slowly the skirt oblieged to gravity, falling down and hitting the floor, leaving Cathy in her panties. Henry inserted his thumbs into their waistband, felling her smooth skin, but didn't pull them down.

"What were the three commandments I gave you?" he asked Cathy. Jerry, on the other side of the room, was licking his lips in anticipation.
 
Cathy wasen't able to stand any longer, she almost fell to the floor.

When the curtains were closed, she was still crying.

In a blurred vision, Cathy saw the tall stranger resuming his position,
after the light was turned off.

With his hands on her hips, Henry helped Cathy to her feet
and whispered,"No need to cry." "As long as you are behaving, I won't give you to Jerry."

Only little gasps of cry was escaping her lips now.

Cathy was facing the tall stranger Jerry. His eyes were glued to
her tits.

She was paralyzed, and her limps were stiff.

To her dismay, Cathy felt Henry loosen the zipper in the back of her
skirt, and opening the button.

The skirt fell to the floor.

Standing only in her g-string and shoes, Cathy felt humiliated and exposed.
To her horror, Henry's thumbs were in the waistband of her g-string.

Henry stopped and asked Cathy. "What was the three commands
I gave you?"

Cathy's mind raced. "What was the three commands?"

With trembling in her voice she said,"I will follow your commands."

She remembered the spanking, and was filled whith a strange
kind of excitement.

"I will forsee your commands." came in a little voice.

"Was there really three commands?" Cathy thought.

"Mylord, I will do anything you say, but I can't remember the last command." she confessed.
 
"Mylord, I will do anything you say, but I can't remember the last command." Cathy confessed.
Henry shook his head.

"Too bad..." he said. Then, with very slow movements, he lowered Cathy's string. Jerry did get very wide eyes immediatly. Henry smiled, he could understand his colleague very good, Cathy looked fantastic down there.

"Bend over," Henry ordered, "that's good. Maybe you remember now, Mylady? Still not?"

Smack.

Henry's hand on Cathy's buttom came with no warning, and let her nice tits jiggle. Jerry's eyes went even wider.

"Maybe you should try harder, Mylady?"
 
"Too bad..." Henry said, while shaking his head.

Cathy felt the string sliding slowly down her legs, just below her buttocks.

Jerry's stare was making her blush.

"Bend over," Henry ordered.

Cathy did as she was told.

"That's good." "Maybe you remember now, Mylady." "Still not?" Henry asked.

"No Mylord, I..." Cathy said.

SMACK.

Henry's hand on Cathy's buttom came with no warning.

She almost fell to the floor from the sudden blow.

"Maybe you should try harder, Mylady?" Henry asked.

A little gasp of laugh escaped her lips.

"I will follow your commands with maximum engagement, Mylord" Cathy said.
 
"I will follow your commands with maximum engagement, Mylord" Cathy said. Henry nodded. That one she had repeated correct, and one other she'd got last time. There was one missing still, she hadn't worded it correctly last time. But she was on the right way...

A little gasp of laugh escaped Cathy's lips.

... or not. Henry sighed, then waved Jerry toward them. Jerry came immediatly, with a huge grin on his face. As he was but three steps away from Cathy, Henry raised his hand to stop him.

"You like what you see, Jerry?" he asked rhetorically, still standing behind Cathy.

"I like her too. Every inch a real lady. Look at her magnificent tits. Look at her pussy," Henry continued, spreading Cathy's lips for Jerry to see. Then he grabbed Cathy's tits from behind, twisting her nipples between his fingers, a bit too forcefully.

"Do you want her tits, Jerry? Do you?" Jerry nodded eagerly. Henry adressed Cathy again.

"Mylady, my coworker would like to enjoy your tits. You wouldn't mind a clumsy titjob from him, do you? Or you might remember not to laugh, and to word the last commandment correctly. But don't let anything distract you, Mylady!" Henry said with a smile, then twisted her nipples again, again a bit too forcefully.
 
"Why am I laughing, when all I want to do is obey?" Cathy thought.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Henry making a gesture with his hand.

Suddenly Jerry was in front of her with a huge grin on his face.

Henry stopped him.

"You like what you see, Jerry?"Henry asked still behind Cathy.
"I like her too." he added.

Cathy had never been so humiliated in all her life.
She was blushing and wanted to hide.

When he spread her pussy lips for Jerry to see, she struggled and began to cry.

Henry held her in place.
He was a strong man.

Grabbing her tits from behind, he twisted her nipples between his fingers,
a bit too forcefully.

"Mylady, my coworker would like to enjoy your tits. You woulden't mind a
clumsy titjob from him, would you?" "Or you might remember not to
laugh, and to word the last commandment correctly." "But don't let anything
distract you, Mylady!" Henry said, twisting her nipples even harder.

Heavy tears fell on Cathy's chest.
She was scared, but a little angry too.

"I will forsee your commands before you can say them, and act accordingly, Mylord." she said
a little hint of anger in her voice.

"I wish I could leave." Cathy thought.
 
"I will forsee your commands before you can say them, and act accordingly, Mylord." Cathy said. Henry nodded, but he thought he'd heard a little hint of anger in her voice.

"You still have much to learn..." Henry said. "And I think its time for your next lesson. Get into your clothes. Hurry. We're leaving, Mylady."

Henry turned around, then opened the curtain. He wouldn't have to wait long for Cathy to obey this way.

"Jerry, you'll join us." The ugly man's face brightened at that sentence.

"Go to the restaurant and see if you can get a place at the window for us, so we can see the whole waiting area - and so they can all see us. Jordan will help you, and I do already know how we pay Jordan for this." He grinned toward Cathy.

"Are you ready, Mylady?"
 
"You still have much to learn..." Henry said.

"Still much to learn?" All I want is to please Henry." Cathy thought.

"And I think It's time for your next lesson. Get into your clothes. Hurry.
We're leaving Mylady." he added.

Without hesitation, Cathy put on her clothes."At last! I need to get out of
this place." she thought.

Henry opened the curtain, looked at Cathy and said,"Jerry, you'll join us."
"Go to the restaurant, and see if you can find a place by the window for us,
Jordan will help you." he said.

Fully clothed Cathy smiled a little.
"Food." she thought. "But why do Jerry have to join us?" Cathy wanted some
time alone with Henry.

Looking at Cathy Henry said, "And I already know how we pay Jordan
for this." with a grin on his face.

"Are you ready, Mylady?" Henry asked.

Cathy was ready.

She looked at Jerry. He was reaching his hand out towards her.

In four quick steps, she walked past Henry out of the cabin.

The restaurant was only a few feet away. On the way, Cathy saw a
wonderful red dress in the window of a souveneir shop.
Without minding the time, she entered the shop.

"I just have to own that dress!" was all Cathy could think about.

She found the dress in her size, and tried it on in the small dressing room.

Cathy looked in the full length mirror, and the dress fit perfectly.
It was like it was spray painted on.

"Ahem!" Outside the dressing room Jerry was waiting impatiently.

In a hurry, Cathy took her old clothes, and put on her heels. She kept the red dress on.

She looked stunning !!!

After paying for the dress, Cathy followed Jerry to the restaurant.

When they entered the dining place, the first thing Cathy saw, was Henry sitting by a table in front of a big window, and he looked angry.

"I'm sorry, Mylord, I..." was all Cathy could say, blushing.
 
"I'm sorry, Mylord, I..." was all Cathy could say, blushing.

Henry was very angry. He stared down Cathy's ugly bodyguard who should have carried her to the restaurant if she'd delayed, then, when he was properly cowed, turned his anger toward Cathy.

"You took half an hour for but a few steps?" Henry spit. "The dress looks good, I grant you that, but that's no excuse whatsoever."

Thinking about it Henry calmed down a bit. Cathy really looked good in her new dress. Red was a color that suited her, but he'd rather see it on her cheeks.

Henry crossed his arms before his chest. "What do you think can make up for the inexcuseable delay?"
 
"You took half an hour for but a few steps?" Henry spit.

"I only bought this dress. Was it really half an hour?" Cathy thought.

Tired from all the standing, Cathy sat down facing Henry.

"The dress looks good, I grant you that, but that's no excuse whatsoever."
"what do you think, can make up for the inexcuseble delay?" Henry asked.

Cathy had trouble looking at Henry. She stared down at the table.
Drawing patterns with her fingernail on the table cloth, she said in a trembling
voice, "Give me a few minutes, Mylord, and I will think of something."

Cathy looked out of the window. All kinds of people
was passing by.

"What can I do to make it up to Henry?" "We are in a public place, I have to be careful."
"I dont want Henry to humiliate me any further." "What if he decided to give me a
spanking in this crowded place?" Cathy thought.

The thought of a spanking in the restaurant, filled Cathy with a strange
kind of exitement.

Still looking down at the table, Cathy said in almost a whisper,"I will do anything you
ask of me,as long as I can make it up to you, Mylord.
 
Henry saw Cathy blushing, his point delivered. But he was far from done.

"Come over here, Mylady," he ordered, his voice stern. Cathy reluctantly obeyed, and he pointed to his knees. Henry continued in a soft, low voice, quiet enough so that nothing would draw interest from the other guests - if Cathy kept her quietness also and nobody looked by chance, neither from the restaurant itself nor from the hallway the restaurant overlooked.

"You'll lift your dress, lower your panties and lay on my knees. I'll smack your ass, as you've earned, and you'll repeat the three commandments so I'm sure you haven't forgotten anything while you were gone."

Henry took a sip of his tea, waiting for Cathy to hurry to obliege.
 
"Come over here, Mylady." Henry said in a stern voice.

Cathy obeyed.

She stood before Henry, who pointed at his knees.

"What does he mean?" Cathy thought.

"You'll lift your dress, lower your panties and lay on my knees ." "I'll smack
your ass as you have earned." Henry said in a softer low voice.

Though it was a secluded booth, Cathy coulden't get her mind off
the window. "What if someone see me?" "What will they think?" she thought.

"You will repeat the three commandments, so I'm sure you haven't
forgotten anything while you were gone." Henry interrupted Cathy's thoughts.

Cathy lifted her dress in a hurry to just above her round ass.
She lowered her panties, and placed herself on Henry's knees.

"I will forsee your commands before you can say them, and act
accordingly." "I will follow your commands immediatly." "I will follow your
commands with maximum engagement." Cathy whispered almost inaudible.

All exposed, she lay there on Henry's knees, "Why dosen't he start?" she thought.

"I wonder if Henry ever will make love to me?" was Cathy's last thought.
 
Henry was surprised, for for once Cathy hadn' made any fuss, laugh, disobeyence or any other bad reaction. She simply had done what he had said, and that was it. The girl was making big steps in the right direction finally. Maybe the time for lessons was over, at least for the moment? Maybe it was time to put away the stick and get the carrot instead...

Henry did smack Cathy's nice ass cheeks twice, but it was softer than before, just a reminder and just to get that sweet redness back to them. Then he took his finger and trailed her downward curve gently, finishing at her tunnel of love, parting her lower lips almost gently, gliding inside Cathy.

"You're wet, Mylady," he commented. There was no malice in his voice, it was just a statement. He removed his fingers, and returned with an additional one. "And you're tight. I like this, Mylady."

His fingers started to move faster in side Cathy, just a bit.
 
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