Short Takes

[pejanon]

Hello MO - lucky day? What is so lucky about being treated to such a smooth opening and then - left hanging?


Three marks for mark - lucky fellow!

Do not take too long, please.

I do like how you do it - it is fast but it does not seem hurried.

Thank you - J' blu - I COULD explain the scoring - butt don't you think it's better if you do not know WHAT are you going to score, WHERE - and most importantly HOW?


Have fun.

[Microwave0ven]

She woke up a few hours later afer a refreshing catnap. The first thing she did was dial her good friend Master Bryan's number. "Good morning, Bryan!" She greeted him when he picked up.

"Hey cupcake!" he responded in his usual good humor. She could hear the smile in his voice. "What's up, darling?"

Vanessa laughed at his teasing tone, knowing he didn't mean anything he said, "I'm having a party tonight, big guy, you have the time to come?" she tempted.

He sighed audibly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I've got a date tonight with a guy I met at the gym and who also goes to the club near my place." he excused himself, "I noticed him always looking at me, so we've chatted a bit and he's a nice guy."

"And?...." Vanessa knew there was more to it if Bryan was going on a date with the guy.

"He's pretty cute, brown hair, green eyes, about a head shorter than me...and I think he might be a sub." admitted Bryan, "I hope to get him introduced to this later on."

Something nagged at the edge of Vanessa's mind but she couldn't put her finger on it. Bryan was pretty tall and the description sounded almost like..."What's his name?"

"Mark. He's kinda youngish.. but -" Bryan broke off. "Hang on, I've got an incoming call. I'll be back in a minute, putting you on hold."

Mark was the guy's name. Vanessa's mind clicked the pieces together. If her idea was right, she had a pretty good picture of who was calling Bryan right now. She busied herself cleaning up her room while the phone played soft jazz interspersed with the 'on hold' message.

A few minutes later, Bryan's voice came through again. "Hello? You still there, cupcake?" He sounded a bit less bright and happy than he had sounded when she first called him.

"Of course I'm still here, silly! Where would I go?" she replied, "So what were we talking about again?"

He laughed a little, "Your party, I believe it was. Well, my plans have changed for tonight." he replied ruefully, "If your invitation's still open, I can come."

Vanessa giggled, "For you, the invitation's definitely still open! Come at 7, we'll have snacks, drinks, girls and a bit of entertainment that I think you'll be happy to take part in."

"The girls, I'm not so interested in, but the snacks, drinks and entertainment sounds fine to me!" returned Bryan, "So I'll see you at 7pm then!"

They both hung up. Mistress Vanessa whistled cheerfully as she started preparing for the evening's party. She reviewed Mark's completed activity checklist for what he would and would not consider doing and smiled when she found what she was looking for marked as 'willing to try'.

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Mark gulped as he dialed Bryan's number. He really didn't want to cancel but he had to. He nervously licked his lips waiting for Bryan to pick up. After a couple nerve-wracking rings, Bryan picked up and his warm reassuring voice was heard, "Hello, this is Bryan speaking."

"Hey Bryan? This is Mark."

"Oh, Mark! How are things going for you? Is tonight still a go?"

Mark wondered how Bryan had guessed the reason for his call and blushed, thinking about their original plans for the night had been. "Ah, that's why I called you, actually. Something came up unexpectedly...so I can't make it."

Bryan didn't say anything for a long moment and Mark was just getting nervous again when he finally spoke. "That's too bad, I was really looking forward to tonight. There'll be other times though, I'm sure."

Mark sighed in relief, he wasn't mad. "Yeah..." he trailed off a bit, "Maybe we could definitely arrange something later. I'm really sorry for letting you know so late, but it just came up, you know..."

"It's okay, things happen." replied Bryan dismissively with a bit of disappointment, "I'll see you later then, maybe at the gym or the club or something."

"Alright, tomorrow, perhaps." Mark hoped that tomorrow he wouldn't be too sore from his lessons tonight. "Later!"

With regret, he ended the call and got ready to go to work. Preparing ahead of time for the night since he wouldn't have much time after work, he carefully showered and shaved his entire body. He also inserted a small butt plug and slid on a cock ring, knowing she would want him completely needy for the evening's entertainment. Thus attired, he donned his clothes and headed off to a long, uncomfortable day at the office.

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to be continued yet again! Little sections, small breaks.. it's better this way, give you readers a breather in between.


J's blu - thank you so much and glad you're enjoying so far!

pejanon - I appear to have a bit of a reputation for leaving stories hanging.. but teasing is ever so fun! :P It's coming along, slowly..

[learningtopleez]

Slowly but surely Mo darlin'! Or....better late than never is one of my favorites that I'm sure you can relate to...lol! Btw hun....I am just lovin' your story! It's cumming along very nicely!

And pejanon Sir....a very nice tail! I like!

[Mad Lews]

to be continued yet again! Little sections, small breaks.. it's better this way, give you readers a breather in between.


J's blu - thank you so much and glad you're enjoying so far!

pejanon - I appear to have a bit of a reputation for leaving stories hanging.. but teasing is ever so fun! :P It's coming along, slowly..

MO,
you're getting to be as much a tease as Vanessa , and probably just as devious.
We await your continuation. Keep it up , and keep up the writing too.
Mad

[Nikita]

MO:

I wait with bated breath for your next take on this tail, (mispelling intended.) The witty dialogue and affectations bring to mind characters from Will & Grace, with Karen disguised as Vanessa.

Please continue...and I agree with the rest, you are a tease with a capital T.

Chuckles,

Nikita

[Nikita]

While we wait for the next installment of MO's tome, and anyone else's, thought I'd post a real short, short.

I was sooo disappointed with my lunch date. Purposely late, I hoped she would be annoyed enough to want to spank me. :smackbum: Tanya called me at home to find out where I was. "Just getting in my car," I said breathlessly. My panties were wet at the thought of being disciplined in one form or another as I raced to the cafe. It was twenty minutes past our appointed time and she wasn't there. :Omfg:

Remorse was building. Was she was playing mind games with me like I did her? :Oops:Horrors. She had me by the short hairs already. I had no cell phone number for her. Oh my God, what to do? :hmmm: I sat in the cafe, patientley, a trembling bundle of ponytails and vinegar.

Five minutes passed. A tall, thin, wisp of a woman, dressed all in black, wrapped her bony arms around me in a gentle hug. Flowing red hair and a full head taller than I, she was a commanding presence.:woman:
My nerves were totally shot, as if I swerved to avoid a car accident. The tension was thick.

Tanya was carrying a heavy, black, leather purse with bullet sized silver grommets. It was big enough to carry handcuffs and a small flogger, perhaps a ball gag. too.

She smiled magnanimously as if she knew I was uncertain. I paid for lunch in reparation for my lateness, but wait, it wasn't over yet.

We talked in hushed tones of things that should not be heard by others. The topics varied but were definitely outside the box. Then, to my utter horror, she pulled a Bible out of her bag. I wanted to cry.:jawdrop:
She had succeeded in breaking me.

[Microwave0ven]

ltp of course! slow and steady wins the race! thank you! Still waiting on the mail system to process, but i'm sure it'll get here soon

Mad hehehe, yep, writing's fun!

nikita thank you, i'm glad you're enjoying!
I really like your story, an awesome twist on the short (I nearly started laughing out loud - in class), and the emoticons really work well! it's an emotistory!



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At exactly five minutes to six, the doorbell rang a single note. Vanessa heard it but busied herself with last minute cleaning and snack preparation. She left him waiting for another ten minutes before going to open the door.

Mark knelt on the path before the stairs to the house, naked except for a choke chain style collar and his cock ring, in the classic position with his hands lying palm-up on his knees, keeping his head up and his eyes down. She descended the stairs gracefully and stopped beside him. "Hands behind your back, boy." Vanessa cuffed his wrists together then clipped a lead to his collar. "Come." she said cheerfully with a light tug on the leash accompanying the command. She waited for him to get his balance after standing up and led him into the house.

Vanessa brought him down into the basement that she had recently refurbished into a dungeon play-room. She was pleased at Mark's visible suprise at how the room looked. It was definitely well-equipped and very different from the bare concrete-walled room had had seen on his first visit a few weeks ago.

"Well, you sure seem to be excited," she commented with a smile, reaching down to fondle his hard cock, "Or are you looking forward to your punishment tonight?" She caught his startled glance and nodded, "Yes, you're being punished and rewarded tonight for your actions over the past week. My friends will administer the punishment and the reward. Don't worry, I'll be watching."

He dropped his gaze and she let the topic go. "And this is where you'll be staying for the majority of the evening." she said as they came to the far side of the room where an odd contraption stood. It was a pair many-jointed metal poles with rings welded to them. The pole went from the floor to the ceiling, firmly locked at the base and the top and they were set about 3 feet apart from each other.

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Mark looked around the new dungeon in awe. In his first visit to Mistress Vanessa's, he knew she just trained slaves part-time, so that they would be used to the lifestyle when they found a permanent master or mistress. This was what he'd been looking for, and he'd agreed to meet her at her house. He remembered being distinctly disappointed in the lack of sinister grandeur her basement/dungeon had. Since that first visit though, they had always scened in the living room at night, or in another part of her large house and he hadn't thought to ask why not in the basement.

She tugged him into position and fastened cold manacles around his ankles, connecting them to the lowest link in each of the two poles. A leather strap went just below his elbow and was tied to the pole at shoulder-height with his wrists shackled to the pole higher up. Mistress Vanessa stepped in front of him again, "Now, my guests are arriving soon, but first, we have something to do."

He wondered what she was talking about. She walked over to one of the walls and opened one of the wooden chests. Mark had the opportunity to take a good look at her outfit - a pair of tight black leather pants and a white and red corset. Her long brown hair was left hanging loose and swayed from side to side in a matching rhythm with her shapely hips.

She came back with a leather hood, a pair of specially designed earplugs and a gag. "We'll just put these on..." she said. She fitted the earplugs into his ear and made sure he couldn't hear anything through them. Then she picked up a corresponding headset and fiddled with it for a moment before speaking into the microphone. "Can you hear me?" There was a buzz of static, then her voice spoke into his ears. Mark nodded. She said something else, but the microphone was off, and he couldn't hear anything. "Good." she said into the microphone. The leather hood with the built-in padded blindfold went over his head and was fastened snugly with a series of buckles. Then lastly, an O-ring gag was strapped into his mouth. All light was cut off and Mark couldn't see a thing.

Mark stayed still, waiting for what would happen next. "Ah!" she exclaimed, "I nearly forgot! Raise your head." She locked a stiff leather posture collar around his neck and she let her hand linger and he eagerly tried to nuzzle her hand. All too soon, she took her hand away. "Alright, you're set now. My friends are coming soon, so be good." Mark felt the rush of air as she left the dungeon and closed the door. He was left alone in his helplessness.

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to be continued still...

[Mad Lews]

nikita,
Leave it too you to bring a new twist to the shorts thread. Cleaver and so well done, now if you'll turn to romans chapter....
And why do I always want to call you nicky? Guess it's just me.

Microwave,
You seem to be enjoying this entirely too much. I'm starting to expect a serial with my cereal each morning.

Thanks to you both for a daily grin

Mad

[EdgeOfHuman]

[QUOTE=nikita]While we wait for the next installment of MO's tome, and anyone else's, thought I'd post a real short, short.

Mmmmmmmmmmm, I do enjoy a twist......whether in the story, or in real time....very nicely done Nikita.....may we have some more please?

~~holding out empty bowl......eyes pleading~~

[J's blu]

nikita, luvin your picture story. do you often write fables for children??

MO ,mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cumming along nicely i must say. you seem to be developing quite a talent for stringing a crowd along. you studying politics?

luv blu