Tiger, Tiger.

Excitedly I walked in the door. Today was my first day as the zoo keepers assistant, a job I had been trying for since I don’t know when.  As I entered I noticed a tall well-built person looking out the window.1

I coughed softly to make my presence known. “Yes I know your there. Just sit down and I’ll be with you in a minute”.2

Slowly I sit and wait, watching this amazon of a woman. She keeps staring out the window, at what I know not. Looking around I see various pictures of animals and this woman, thinking “yum”, but keeping it to myself.3

She turns slowly and I take a deep breath. Damn she is drop dead gorgeous (in a masculine sort of way). She smiles and again I breathe deep. She lifts an eyebrow in recognition of my reaction. Her smile turns wry.4

“Hello, my name is Inez and am head keeper for the big cats. I understand you have been successful in your application to be my assistant. Tell me a bit about yourself”.5

Taken aback by her deep husky voice – ultra sexy. I take a breath.6

“My name is Carol, 23 years old, single.  I love the big cats, especially the tigers. I have been trying to get a job at the zoo since forever. Thank you for the opportunity”.7

She smiles. (damn my legs are weak). Again she looks out the window.8

“Carol come here”.9

I slowly rise and join her at the window. “Look at the tiger down there and describe her”.10

Taken aback I stutter, “She is a Bengal tiger. I would guess a very young one, maybe 12 months old. I detect a limp in her right paw. Is she injured?”11

“Yes, she had a fight with her mother and we have to move her to another zoo. Very unfortunate as she is a very special surprise for us here”.12

“Now here is a list of your daily tasks”. She hands me a manilla folder.13

“Take it home and study it then tomorrow come in at 8am and get started. I will be here but busy with the cats.”14

She leads me to the door and shows me out, accidentally touching my hand as I leave. I literally shiver, I know she notices, but I keep walking.15

That night I lay reading my list and wonder what the hell I have gotten myself into.16

Deciding I want this job I will just do as the list instructs.17

After a few weeks, I have the job down pat and am often left alone unsupervised. 18

Finishing my tasks for the day I start to pack up the office so I can go home to a lonely meal and a movie, when the phone rings.19

“Inez Clark’s office how may I help you?”20

“Hello Carol, its Inez. Tell me has the report from the vet come through on Simba?”21

“Yes, and it doesn’t look good”.22

“Shit. Carol can you please bring it to my house tonight as I wont be back into the office? The address is in the rolladex. Be there at about 7.30 please”.23

Before I can beg off she hangs up and I’m left looking at a mute phone.24

“Fuck and double fuck”, I say out loud. The last thing I want to do is go over to the B.P’s place. (BP = Butch Puss – well I had to have a nick for her and bitch didn’t quiet fit).25

At 7.30 promptly I am at her door, scared and very much excited. It dawns on me that I have been subconsciously wanting to be here but not for this reason. Inez is a well-proportioned woman with a smile that would tame a rampaging tiger. I think to myself that I should be a tiger and have her tame me.26

I ring the bell and wait. After a few minutes the door opens and I literally gasp. Inez is dressed in the tightest body suit I have ever seen and I am just about drooling.  She ushers me inside and I try to walk but am so overcome that I trip. She catches me and laughs.27

“Are you always this clumsy?” she asks.28

Blushing I shake my head and walk into a stunningly masculine room. Pictures of tigers and lions adorn the timber-lined room. A leather lounge is positioned facing a fireplace that is unfortunately off but then it is summer.29

Leather chairs also face the fireplace, which is tastefully decorated with ceramic animals and candleholders.30

“Please sit. Let me have the report. Oh do you care for a drink?”31

Blushing I softly murmur “A glass of water would be nice thank you”. Damn I wish I could stop blushing, makes me look like a randy tart. (ok ok I am but gee….)32

She hands me a glass of iced water and smiles. 33

“Make yourself at home I just want to call John about Simba. Won’t be long”.34

I watch as she leaves the room and sigh deeply.35

I get up and look at the pictures around the room when I am stunned. Yes me, the one that is unstunnable. There before my eyes is a picture of Inez. I rub my eyes and look again and it is still there and oh my god. Inez is in a leather corset thingy, suspenders, and stockings that attach at the suspenders – way up those long long legs. (drools) and high heeled knee high leather boots.36

The interesting part of this picture is what Inez is holding. She is holding a leash, the leash is attached to a collar and this collar is not around a dog, cat or tiger it is a very buxom blonde (drools more).37

As I look, totally mesmerised, Inez comes up behind me and stands real close and whispers, “Isn’t she the sexiest thing you ever saw?”38

I jump a mile and turn red, yet again. I smile weakly and nod, unable to talk. She notices and lifts an eyebrow. I finally get my voice and ask, “Is that a  trick photo or what?” She laughs, “No it is the real thing, I had it done with my subbie at the club”39

Club? Subbie? What the hell is this woman?40

She walks out of the room with a smile on her face.41

“Come on dinner is ready.”42

Dinner???? Dinner? What the hell. I didn’t know I was expected to stay for dinner. Not that I am totally against the idea mind you. I follow her into a beautifully decorated dining room. On the table is a scrumptious meal and I realise that I am famished.43

As we eat Inez asks me question about my life and enlightens me on hers. I hardly notice that she is filling my glass just as quickly as I finish it. I start to feel totally relaxed and must have shown it.44

“Tell me Carol, do you know what a subbie is?”45

I look bemused and reply that I don’t. She lifts that eyebrow again and I am wondering what she is really thinking.46

“Well a subbie is a submissive, someone who serves a Mistress or Dominant.”47

I look at her incredulously. “You’re kidding right?”48

“No, I live a lifestyle known as Domination/submission, where consenting adults live as Mistress and sub. That picture is me with a sub, she is in a collar that subs are griven by their Mistresses to show that they are owned.” She smiles with a very cute and knowing smile.49

I nearly choke on my drink. Looking at her I ask; “ What is a sub expected to do?”50

“Well basically what her Mistress commands, from housework to being a sexkitten. It has rules that are different from Mistress to Mistress.”51

“May I ask a very personal question?” She nods her head. “Are you a lesbian or can women only have women subs?”52

With that she literally rolls laughing. I look thinking, “what did I say?” when she stops and looks at me very seriously;53

“Carol I am lesbian and very proud of it and I am a Mistress, are you a lesbian?”54

I look at her straight in the eyes; “Yes I am and like you very proud of it.”55

I see a twinkle in her eye and wonder if I have gotten into something I did not want to.56

She slowly rises and moves to the sitting room where I hear music softly come to life.57

She calls for me to come to her. I slowly get of my chair, legs shaky.58

As I approach she turns and smiles, walks to me and pulls me in her arms and starts to slow dance. I am stunned (yes, again).59

I relax and enough the sensation of her touch as we move to the music. Next thing I know she is kissing me. OH MY GOD. I wanted to pull away but I looked and there was Sense and Sensibility go out the door, waving. I give up and kiss her back, deeply.60

Slowly she starts undressing me and I’m so not resisting – faster woman faster – but no she is slow, deliberate. After she undoes the buttons on my shirt she leans in and softly kisses each breast and I just melt and nearly fall.61

She sees this and takes my hand and leads me to what has to be the most gorgeous bedroom I have ever seen. A large king size four posters (posts made form metal of some sort), on the post I notice large rings attached at the head of the bed, about two foot from the mattress in height. I look and at the foot of the bed, on the posts are again rings but closer to the mattress. I wonder what the hell have I gotten into.62

There is a walk in wardrobe, a set of drawers, a soft velvet covered chair and I see a cupboard that is attached to a wall. The doors have an intricate inlay of what I’m not sure. The doors have a keyhole and it is obviously locked. Intriguing.63

She again starts undressing me. When I am totally naked and totally kissed all over (and might I add wet, wet wet) she demands that I undress her. This I do with total enthusiasm. I too, try to kiss her as I removed articles of clothing but have my hair pulled and told don’t, but being me I have to persist until I get my face slapped and told in no uncertain terms, “Do not touch me until I give you permission”. Yeah right.64

She leads me to the bed and lays me down. Slowly she carress my body and reminds me to keep my hands to myself. Yep you guessed it I didn’t. Next minute and before it registers I have both my hands cuffed and tied with leather thongs which are attached to the rings (oh that’s what they are for).65

I start to protest but I see the look on her face and think twice. She again starts to touch me softly, so damn softly. She leans in softly biting my neck and growling.66

“I love tigers and the way they make love. Now Carol, I told you I was a Mistress. Well that means you listen when I talk or you get punished. Do you understand?”67

I look at her  “Yes I understand but I am not your submissive. Ow.” She slaps my face just as I get that statement out. I glare at her and say. “Ok I have had enough let me loose.”68

She smiles and puts her hand on my very wet pussy and says, “Are you sure?”69

With that I just moan and as she pushes a finger inside me I shake my head. She laughs softly and then traces a tongue over my body, slow and very gently. I am trying to push up when her tongue reaches my mound but am told to behave and she will tell me when I can move.70

She rises and moves to the locked cupboard and opens it with a key on her key chain. I am trying to look but I can’t see past her.  She is reaching for something and I am so inquisitive I hurt myself straining to see. She comes back and reaches for my head and gently places a blindfold over my eyes. 71

“Hey, what the fuck are you doing?”72

With that I get an even harder slap but this time on my tit. I grit my teeth. “Look I took the job cause I wanted to work with animals. I came here at your “order” and now you have me tied and I might add a little drunk. That doesn’t give you the rights to hit me.”73

She says very softly, “Carol, after I’m done with you, you will be begging to be mine in every sense of the word”. With that I hear her move toward the cupboard. I try to move the blindfold but no success. I resign myself to what is to come. It had better be good.74

I lay there silent and pissed off. Who the hell does she think she is. Then suddenly I feel her above me. Damn I don’t care who she is but she better hurry. Softly she kisses me and I am kissing her back – trying to push up to her, but she keeps pulling back. My neck is suddenly being nipped at and a gentle growl is coming from her throat. 75

Now I feel her hands on me, very soft and not an ounce of pressure. Warmth from her hands I can feel but nothing else. It’s at if she not really there. Then I feel it. A hard tug at my nipple, which I surmise, is her teeth and I yell. 76

“Hey, not so hard dammit.” 77

She quickly growls at me to be quiet or she will untie me and send me home. I think twice and decide to be quiet. She again bites my nipple and I moan through my teeth. It hurts but it is very sensual at the same time. How can this be?78

Her hand wanders all over my body and I literally tingle at her touch. Moaning softly, I wish I could speak and tell her to just fuck me, but I don’t. She is now right over me and she leans in and kisses me very deeply, gently. I kiss her back and she lets me do so.79

Her nipples meet mine and as she lowers herself down on me I feel something  between my legs and it slowly dawns what is it. It is a dildo that I assume is in a harness. She is now biting my ears softly gently and still growling softly. 80

Damn having my hands tied. I lift my hips hoping she takes the hint but again I am warned and this time she is very mean sounding.81

“Don’t make me use my flogger on you little bitch. I really enjoy it, but I’m not sure if you are up for it. YET.”82

Flogger, yet. Oh my god. How did I get myself into this (yeah I know I’m just a sex fiend). Her hand wanders between my legs and I part them willingly. It slides up and down my legs and damn if I’m not wetter. She moves it up to my mound and cups it. A finger slowly enters me and I let out a very deep moan.83

“My, my, my. You are wet aren’t you? Will be so easy for my strappy to slide into you and I can fuck you so much easily.”84

“Do it now for god’s sake’”  Oh no I opened my mouth.85

“When I’m ready Carol, when I’m, ready”86

With infuriatingly slow movements she continues to touch me and lets the dildo touch my opening and then she slowly enters me. I moan so loud I scared myself. Slowly oh so slowly she slides it in further. I start to push up wanting it all inside me. She pulls back and out of me. I groan. She laughs.87

“Carol, I will lead the tempo and you will be my musical instrument, to be played as I see fit.”88

Again, she enters me. Slower than before and I silently wish the bitch would just hurry up. Each movement she makes is slow, gentle and so damn soft I moan more and more. Finally she rams the dildo deep inside me as she slaps my tits. The sensation of pain and the now fast moving dildo nearly push me over the edge, but again she slows down. By this time I am a total sobbing wreck.89

“Please Inez fuck me.”90

“I will when I’m ready. Now shush.”91

She now starts to slow fuck my pussy with the dildo, her finger on my clit. I am so damn close to cumming and I realise she has stopped. She does this for what seems ages. I finally lose my cool (did I have any to lose at this stage?)92

“Damn you, you fucking bitch. Make me cum already”.93

For this I am slapped very hard on my tit. She reminds me that she will when she is ready and I had better ask nicely or I might find myself going home – orgasmless. (is that a word?)94

She recommences fucking my pussy. Slow, long languid strokes. She bites my nipples each in turn and I am now beyond waiting. 95

“Please Inez, please let me cum”.96

I hear her laugh softly. She says, 97

“Slut, ask your mistress may you cum and ask it nicely and with the right words.:98

Ask my what?? Right words, what the hell are they. I squirm as she slows down, yet again.99

“Please mistress let me cum.”100

“No, slut, try again.”101

Fuck, what the hell am I suppose to say. Then I realise.102

“Please mistress, let your slut cum for you.”103

BINGO. She moves faster, and rubs my clit gently and softly says in my ear that I may cum, and I do.104

Thrashing around and moaning even yelling. 105

“Oh God fuck me fuck me. God yes yesssssssssssssssssssssssss.”106

Finally I am sated and she gets off me and it sounds like she is leaving the room. I lay there still blindfolded, panting like a dog on a hot summer day. She returns and I jump as I feel a cool flannel wipe my pussy clean and then dried with a soft towel. She again leaves the room. 107

Returning, she removes my bindings and the blindfold and offers me a cool drink. Gently she lays next to me.108

“Well, slut. What do you think of being my sub?”109

I choke on the drink and I look at her and I know that this woman can do whatever the hell she wants with me and I know I will but obey without question.110