The Mugger's Surprise

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

She began setting out the ingredients for meatloaf. One egg, some milk, some ketchup, salt, (which she had to get from the "toyroom" and crackers and onion. After that she told him, "Cut the onion into little peices, called dicing, like this...." She showed him to dice onion. "Then crush the crackers like this"

She showed him what he needed to do and how to make a meatloaf. It wasn't culinary artistry, but it was a simple dish to start with.

It only took an hour for it to cook and she kept him busy with cooking the side items while it cooked. She wasn't honest with herself. This was not exactly what she had in mind, but it would work.

As they sat to eat, she watched him wanting to know if he truly had any manners at all.

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray sat down silently and stared at his food. It looked delicious, and he couldn't believe he had cooked anything, but he had not been ordered to eat it. He let his hands lie in his lap and simply stared at the food. He did not speak. he did not ask permission. He did not do anything. If Pepper did not tell him to eat, he would not risk losing the vamp for annoying Pepper.

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

Pepper picked up her own fork and then noticed that he wasn't picking up his. "Are you not hungry?" She asked before putting some food in her mouth. She chewed and swallowed then said, "You did very good. This is wonderful."

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray continued to look at his food, his stomach rumbling in anticipation. He wanted to eat, of course he did, he hadn't eaten all day, but he still had not had permission. Now Pepper was tormenting him.

"Are you not hungry? You did very good. This is wonderful."

He wanted to look at her, but again, he was meant to remain submissive, to follow only her instructions. Was he allowed to speak? He had no idea, nor what he could say. Had the vampire told him he should answer questions? He thought so.

"Thank you, Mi...Thank you. Yes, I am hungry."

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

She looked at him finally realizing what he was doing. "John, please eat. When you are with me, you don't have to act like you are with her. I would like your attention as if I were a friend. If you have something to say say it. Leave that submissive crap with her and not me. OK?" She was a bit annoyed but she understood.

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray looked at her in dismay. What could he do, tell her what he was thinking? If he did, if he told her that he couldn't do this, that he at least needed some kind of consistency, then she'd be mad. Then the vamp would leave him. If he didn't say a word, she seemed to be good at reading it in him, and then she'd be mad he hadn't obeyed. Then the vamp would leave him. What could he do? He looked at her in confused dread.

"I don't know what I'm meant to say."

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

She looked at him, reading him. "You aren't MEANT to say anything. I want you to talk to me like you were my friend. You are not my sub, and as much as you think I don't own you. Unfortunately to you you have to put up with me for the next few however long."

She finished her meal, hoping he would start eating soon. "Look, my name is Pepper. I am here to help you, not to hinder you. So, just concider me your family for the next few days and we will get along great, OK?"

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray ate, he supposed he was meant to, and just hoped he was right. He ate quickly, sloppily, being neither experienced as a refined eater or having had anything to satisfy him. He noticed her disapproving look and wondered if he should stop, but that wasn't what she seemed to want, so he finished as she said nothing. He thought about her words. Think of her as one of his family. Well, he hadn't spoken to any of his family since he retaliated and beat his dad up then left home. Somehow, he didn't think that was what she meant. But she really did seem to want him to say what was on his mind.

"Look," he said, reluctantly, "I don't know how to do this. It's really fucking with me, being so submissive to her and treating you like an equal. I mean you're NOT an equal cos if I don't please you she abandons me. What am I meant to do?"

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

She stood up to take her plate to the sink.

"OK, John, though I know that is not your real name. You are my equal. I am not like her. I am here to teach you how to live as a civilized man instead of robbing weak women who are out at night."

She walks closer to him. "I am not good at giving pain, but if that is what you want, all I ask is you be a good learner. I want you to learn to eat properly. I want you to learn to walk like a man and not some thug. You are meant to be human. Not some ravaging animal in the wild. Don't hurt women, open doors for them. Talk to them like the princesses they are. Cook, clean yourself up. Speaking of which, you need to go put some clothes on. We are going to get you some real clothes."

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray looked at her and smiled slightly. So, she knew he was lying. Well, if he wasn't honest, she'd tell the vamp.

"My name is Ray," he said, no longer seeing how he could protect himself. "Ray Jones."

He stood up and walked over to the sink with his plate. He put the plug in the sink without being asked, and turned on the hot water. A squirt of Dove and he began to wash. He wasn't very good at it. No matter how he scrubbed, there always seemed to be some dirt left on the plate. But if he had to become a fag... a gentleman, then he might as well start here.

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper

She looked as he did the dishes. "You have never had your hands in dishwater before have you?" She grinned and took his hands in hers. "Here, do it like this. You will get them cleaner."

WIth that she rinced the dishes and were done in no time. "Ray, nice to meet you." She looked at him. "Are you ready to get new clothes? I believe your clothes are still here, where you left them. Why not go put them on, and we will go shopping.You will need something to sleep in, and I assume you change your undies regularly, so we will have to get some and a few shirts, and one suit. You are to have a date by the end of this session.

They went shopping, her buying the best of the best as he tried them on. Soon they had about six shopping bags full of stuff, all thanks to her wonderful benefactor.

They arrived home and she said, ok. "Time to get you cleaned up. I want you to bathe, then I will cut that shabby hair of your and tonight when she comes, you will look like a brand new man."

She hadn't told him that she had bought some stuff just for the Mistress to have him wear, but he would soon learn.

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray hadn't known how to feel about the evening, the shopping and everything else. He bought from the bargain bins, charity shops and anywhere else that charged virtually nothing. She took him to be outfitted in high-class places. And as to the suit, that was new too. He fastened the collar and felt like he was choking.

Then she took him home and ordered him to bathe. He did do that, sometimes. Generally once every couple of weeks. That was about it. Somehow, he had the feeling that was not going to be enough for her. He scrubbed off as best he could and dried himself thoroughly, before walking back out of the bathroom naked to find her. She had not told him to get dressed afterwards, she had not told him what to wear. When she did, he would comply.

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

She was a bit shocked to find him naked. "Well, that will make it easier to cut your hair." She sat him in a chair and took some scissors to him. Soon she had him looking like a man from GQ instead of a man from America's Most Wanted.

"There." She said smiling at her handy work. She handed him a mirror and allowed him to look at himself.

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

He took the mirror and looked in it, turning his head this way and that to check her handiwork. He hated it. To him, he looked like some kind of limp-wristed saddle sniffer. But if this was how she wanted him, it was how he had to be. He handed the mirror back to her.

"Thank you, Mistre..." he stopped himself just in time. He had to learn not to call her that, or she would report back.

 

[ARaynes]

Pepper McDonald

"Now, put this on and get into bed. The Mistress will be here later and you want to be set up for her. I shall tell her your progress, and by looking at you she will like what she sees." She smiled handing him a leather thong and the collar he had on earlier.

"Goodnight Ray." She said, before giving him a quick kiss and disappearing down the hall to her own room.

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray thrilled as he took the leather thong and collar in his hand. Was this all she wanted him to wear? If so they must be staying here, with him as her victim for the night... but, must they really be staying here. Knowing the vamp, she would probably still make him go out with her, and Pepper had said a 'date'. What did that mean.

He gulped as he put on the thong. "Thank you." he said.

 

[ARaynes]

Elizabeth Boutalia

"Wake up." She heard the voice say. "Wake up Elizabeth. He is waiting on you. Go to him."

Elizabeth woke, knowing the voice would not go away until she did. She did her usual waking routine, bathing then drinking a bag of blood. The cold rusty flavor made her want to vomit. She truly needed some warm nourishment.

She walked up the stairs from the basement of the three story building that had long been her home. Tonight was different. she wasn't there to go find some pervert and try to rehabilitate him by pain. Tonight she had her pervert and he seemed to enjoy the pain.

She had to be sure not to bite this one. After all too nights in as many weeks she had bit him. Once more, and the world was in trouble.

She walked in silently, a cat on the prowl could not have done better. Best not wake up Pepper. Into his room she stalked, finding him asleep. A new haircut and the man was a new image, a nice one, not some vagabond from the boundless streets of London.

Her feet took her to his bed, sitting softly, not wanting to disturb him just yet. She watched him sleeping, a peaceful image. ::I don't know if I can do this. Are you sure it is right?:: She asked the voice that spoke to her.

::Yes, you must. If you don't, then he will never learn. Do it, pleasure him, as you would pleasure yourself on his burning flesh.:: The voice came to her, bright and knowing. The voice was always right.

With that she uncovered his back a bit, then sliced her nails into his back. "WAKE UP!"

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray's dreams were filled with nightmare phantoms of pleasure in pain. Hot branding irons seared away his nipples. The leather collar about his neck twisted until he could no longer breathe. Long bladed scalpels masturbated him, bringing him to orgasm as they severed his flesh. And then a beautiful, angry lioness lept onto him, rending his naked back.

"WAKE UP!"

Ray awoke with a scream, frantically lashing out and meeting nothing but air. It took a second to realise he was no longer dreaming, to get himself under control. And then he knew, his mistress was home.

He turned to look at her beautiful face, savage in the night darkness. She was so feral and so far beyond him it was ridiculous to struggle. His breath caught in his throat as his penis became erect once more.

"Yes, Mistress!" He voiced.

 

[ARaynes]

Elizabeth Boutalia

She watched as he batted at air, wondering where his problems lay. "Your dreams, they must be of something horrid, for you to bat at it."

She grabbed at his nipple, knowing it was not yet healed. Twisting it she said, "Your hair, looks nice. Has your attitude changed any?" She switched nipples, "Or are you still the same pompous ass as before?"

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Her fingers dug deeper into his flesh, rending him further. His throat knotted to suppress the scream which tried to come, and his already hard penis stiffened considerably. Intense waves of pain and pleasure erupted within his chest, spinning in purple sparks through his body. He had to fight it to answer her.

"Mistress..." he croaked. "I only wish to serve you..."

Where had those words come from? They weren't his. At least they never would have been before. But he had changed. And only the last vestiges of his old self tried to fight it.

 

[ARaynes]

Elizabeth Boutalia

Her mouth turned into a snear as she watched him. Throwing his covers back she noticed the erection bound in the tight leather. "You dressed for me, Ah, how nice. Good pet." Her hand like a flash went to the leather, pulling them off with a quickness that only caused the leather to burn the inside of his thighs.

"Your lessons went well. Pepper seems to think you are a tad bit annoying....but you are eager to learn it seems." Her hand slaps across his face. "Do you wish for the pain? OR just the dominance?" She asked, waiting for his answer.

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

What did he wish for? Well, that was easy. He wished to understand what had happened. He had almost completely stopped fighting the pleasure of her humiliation, but he still wanted to know what had happened to change him so. That, however, was not her question. Pain or dominance?

"M-mistress..." He blushed as he spoke, knowing what he was going to say. "I cannot live without the pain. I-I don't understand... but I cannot."

Even his language was already becoming more refined, though he was too wrapped up in the sensations to notice it. He decided to find out whether she would permit him a question. He was afraid that she may leave him for daring to step outside of the submissive role he had taken, but he had to know.

"M-mistress... May I ask you something?"

 

[ARaynes]

Elizabeth Boutalia

She let go of his nipple once again. Her hand leaving and pulling a lighter from her jacket. A beautifully crafted zippo. "You have three questions per night. No more no less." She said, lighting the lighter. She was getting it good and hot watching his eyes, feeling him sink in.

::Becareful Elizabeth. Do not hurt him more than can be taken care of here.:: The voice said in her mind. She was tired of listening, but what other choice did she have.

"Ask your first question."

 

[BadForm]

Ray Jones

Ray watched the lighter in horrified fascination. Was she going to burn his hair off? It didn't make sense, that he should have been given a haircut just to have her burn it to stubble. But nothing made sense any more, and he was growing accustomed to its unsafe, erotic chaos.

"M-mistress," he said, asking the only question on his mind and wondering what his other two would be. "Mistress... is this what women feel, when I mug them? The pain and the pleasure?"

 

[ARaynes]

Elizabeth Boutalia

Seductivly she blows the flame out, "No." She says before pressing the heated lighter to his skin, right below the nipple.

"They only feel the pain, much like you are now, but they are not aroused, like you are now. They don't like it!"

She sat back up, lighting the flame again, watching it dance on the lighter. She sits, letting it heat, and letting him have time between the pain. Again, she blows it out, pressing the heated metal to the skin below his other nipples, watching the skin melt. "It is a pain they will relive every time they are alone and walking. Something that they must fear, you and others like you sneaking up to them, robbing them, raping them."

Her voice dripped like acid, her words killing the air between them.
She pulls the lighter away, smelling the flesh that burnt. His blood was flowing like wine in his veins, beckoning her to drink, but she couldn't and that was torture.

She lit the flame, once more. "Next question."