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Subject: New Jvstin Story: A Draught of the River Lethe

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 A Draught of the River Lethe



by Jvstin



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  The students had been inattentive and almost truculent.  A graduate

student lab assistant had mistaken a clearly marked beaker of saline

solution for a beaker of distilled water, and so neatly killed a tissue

culture Robert had been working on.  It wasn't a major disaster, as the

culture was relatively new, but it all lead to a couple of aspirin with

his glass of water as he drove back home.  At least it was a Friday, he

thought, and the weekend was more or less his until Sunday, when he would

have to check on his culture once again.



 Even so, Robert shuffled into his home.



 "Hi honey."  he said as his wife Jennifer came to the living room at the

sound of the door opening.  He stepped to her to give her a warm kiss of

greeting, tempered and shortened due to his stressed out state.  "Not

feeling well, ashke?"  Jennifer said, ending the kiss and embracing him

instead.  "No, today my brain went on overload, sweetie."  He briefly

outlined what had happened.  Jennifer looked thoughtful.  "Well, honey, I

think you need a draught of the river Lethe."  Robert's theater oriented

wife was prone to such Shakespearean turns of phrase.  Robert looked

dumbfounded for a moment until he caught up with what Jennifer meant and

then nodded.  She wanted to help him to forget his troubles.



 "Good.  I'll be back in a few moments.  Draw the shades, strip, kneel

and wait for me."  "Strip?"  Robert asked. His brain was still a bit

fogged from the pressures of the day.  Jennifer had an unamused

expression.  "Yes, strip.  You should be naked whenever Mistress desires

you to, and questioning my commands again will only get you punished." 

As if there was no possible answer to it, Jennifer walked out of the room

toward the bedroom.  Robert stared at the departing form of his wife, and

finally understood what she had in mind and wasted no time making sure

the neighbors could not peek in, and, after a moment of self embrassment,

took off all his clothes and got on his knees, digging into the hardwood

floor.	At that moment, he heard the rustle of a bag, and, the clicking

of high heels announcing her coming, Jennifer returned, wearing her

Renissance Faire bustier and carrying a small black plastic bag, rustling

as he held it against her side as she walked toward Robert.  "Now, then,

that wasn't so hard, was it, subbie?  Oh, I see something is hard

though."  She looked him over, noticing an incipient erection.	Robert

was, indeed, finding this erotic, as new to him as it was.  "Hmmm, I

don't like you COMPLETELY naked."  Jennifer reached into the bag and

pulled out a slave collar.  Where and when had she gotten that, Robert

wondered.  And, what else did that mysterious bag contain?  He didn't

dare move to try to read the logo.  "I've always wanted to collar you,

subbie, and now I shall, and declare you completely mine.  Do you want to

be collared by Mistress?"  An offer Robert did not dare refuse.  At best,

the game would end, and at worst he would really annoy her.  "Yes,

Mistress."  Jennifer smiled affectionately at the kneeling Robert. "Beg

me for your collar, pet."  "Mistress, please collar your humble subbie. 

Please make me yours."	Robert pleaded, looking puppy dog eyes at

Jennifer.  "Well, then, I shall, and gladly."  She locked the leather

collar around his neck, a small silver plaque with the words Property of

Jennifer engraved on it.  Just below the plaque was a place to attach a

leash, and she did so, a short chain.  "Now, you look oh so cute with

your collar and chain." She gave a slight playful tug of the leash,

nearly knocking him off his knees as she laughed.  She took the far end

in her hands and led him on all fours to the couch and sat down on it as

he knelt next to her.  "Mistress wants a foot massage." she said, and

proferred her heeled right foot to him, giving a slight tug of the leash

again as a signal to begin.  Robert took off the shoe and began to break

apart Jennifer's toes.	He had and did give massages to his wife of all

kinds, and felt relieved that he was in his element again, so to speak. 

A purr of pleasure soon came from Jennifer as he continued to lovingly

caress and soften his foot under his touch.  He finished with the foot,

and in an inspired moment, kissed it gently before replacing the shoe and

beginning with the second.  He was rewarded for his improvisation with a

soft smile from Jennifer and she settled back for the second half of the

foot massage.  Robert caressed it as before, and kissed her foot again,

and replaced her shoe.	He then looked up at her for her reaction.



 She drowsily smiled at him, stirring after a blissful catnap during

Robert's ministrations. She put a hand through her auburn hair.  "Very

good, subbie."	A gentle tug of the leash again indicated she wanted him

to rise, and brought his head close to hers.  She kissed him roughly,

aggressively, Robert finding himself unable to do more than passively

submit to the kiss, as her tongue brazenly forced through his lips into

his mouth.  This seemed to only make Jennifer all the happier and more

playful, as she gave a slight tug of the leash in one last outburst of

kissing before breaking contact.



 "Now, I want you to get dressed.  We are going out to eat, subbie." 

Robert would be normally confused, but he was delving deeper into his

role as a submissive who did not have to make decisions.  Such things

were reserved for Mistress. Still, did she intend to leave the collar ON

him when they went out?  "Yes Mistress" he said after Jennifer had taken

off the leash, but not the collar itself, as he retreated to the bedroom

to change, getting a playful swat on the butt from his Mistress as he

passed her.  As he selected his clothes, Robert craftily selected a

turtleneck sweater, so that the collar would hopefully be not seen.  In

the meantime, apparently, Jennifer had changed in the bathroom into a

evening formal in black.  She looked slightly annoyed at the turtleneck

sweater and when she walked up to Robert, she pulled it down to expose

the collar. She crooked a finger into the hook for the leash, applying a

moment of pressure to his neck.  "I see my subbie was naughty and doesn't

want others to see his beautiful collar, hmmm?	Well, I want them to. 

Also, when anyone asks, I want you to tell them what it means."  She

smiled devilishly as they walked to the front door and got in the car,

with Jennifer driving.	They went down the coast highway, Robert

sittingly silently in his seat, facing forward.  This did not stop

Jennifer, however, from placing a free hand wherever she

wanted...stroking his cheek, a tug of the collar, or a hand to his

crotch, now in a erection from the undeniably erotic events since Robert

got home.  Robert felt relieved when they pulled into the parking lot of

a local restaurant.  Walking behind, they were soon seated at a table a

tad too prominent for Robert's tastes.	Some people were looking at them

openly, or to be precise, him, as they ate.  Jennifer surprised the

waiter by immediately ordering for the both of them a rather expensive

combination of seafood and poultry, as well as their wine.  Robert was

learning that when Jennifer decided to make decisions for him, she meant

ALL decisions.	Jennifer just seemed to revel in the attention they were

attracting throughout the meal, from the soup appetizer through the main

course.  Robert finally asked Jennifer if he could go to the bathroom. 

"What, certainly, my loyal subbie, you may.  Just do not forget what I

said about the collar."  Robert headed to the lavatory, hoping that it

would be empty, or at least empty of men who would ask about it. Finding

that the lavatory was indeed empty, he hurried his stop at the urinal to

avoid having someone come in.  He felt relieved, and returned to his

smiling wife and continued the meal.  Finally, as she ordered a rich

chocolate brownie for the both of them, a short brown haired woman

stepped over to them and spoke in a low voice, looking at Jennifer and

Robert both.  "Does that collar mean what I think it means?"  she asked. 

Jennifer did not respond, and so Robert felt like the ball was in his

court.	"It means that Lady Jennifer is my Mistress, Ma'am"  Robert said,

not looking directly at the stranger, but with slightly lowered eyes. 

The nameless visitor to the table smiled at those words.  "Well, if you

two like to play with and in front of others, stop by my club sometime. 

Ask for Lucy." She pulled out a buisness card, black with white

lettering,  and handed it to Jennifer, who smiled and thanked her,

whereupon Lucy departed.  "Well, wasn't that interesting, subbie?" 

Jennifer said.	"Perhaps one day we should visit, what do you think?" 

"Whatever my Mistress desires."  Robert said, and was surprised in how

automatic that response was.  Finally, however, dinner was done, and

Jennifer led him out of the restaurant and back to the car.  The drive

home was similar to the ride there, as Jennifer took whatever liberties

she desired with Robert, as Robert felt himself compelled to only obey,

to only be a good subbie.  If you had asked him what had troubled him

earlier in the day, he would be hard put for an answer.  Indeed, the

draught of Lethe created by Jennifer's conversion into his Mistress for

the evening was taking effect.	Upon arriving home, Jennifer had Robert

strip for her again and reaffixed his leash to the collar.  She watched

his naked form with female amusement as she had him fix her a drink at

the bar and turning on the stereo.  She fingered the mysterious bag

between sips of her drink as he then knelt obediently at her felt, his

hair occassionally tousled by her hand.  Finally, after 2 movements of

Mozart, and a drink, Jennifer sighed and looked down at Robert's

prostrate form.  "I think it is time for you to pleasure me, subbie. 

Mistress desires your mouth." She had Robert slowly take off her gown,

leaving the bustier.  He noticed, now that he was close to it, that it

was crotchless, and allowed access to her pussy.  She finally reached

into the bag and produced a cat of nine tails.	Jennifer playfully

stroked it against Robert's back.  "Mistress' new toy will make sure you

pleasure her properly.	Oh, and I suggest you do so, since it will make

it easier on you later."  With that mysterious turn of phrase, she

casually flicked the cat against Robert's back as he knelt to place his

mouth on her inner thighs.  With one hand on his leash, and the other

occassionally striking his back, his ass, and his thighs, she had devised

a scheme for controlling his mouth.  He soon was switching from her clit

to her pussy, to licking her sex up and down like an ice cream cone and

back again on command.	A few minutes of his mouth soon had her stop

flailing with the cat, and clenched his head with his hands as he licked

and sucked to her orgasm.  Even after, Robert continued to apply his

mouth to her wet sex until a tug on the leash stopped him.  "You have a

talented mouth, subbie." Jennifer finally said, her moans and purrs of

pleasure ended, and merely feeling the warm afterglow.	"Now, be good and

crawl to the bedroom and kneel on the bed and wait for Mistress."  Robert

did not have to be told twice, and made his way across the hardwood floor

to their bedroom and bed.  Several minutes later, Jennifer entered and

smiled at Robert.  She no longer had the cat in her hand, but had a

medium length slender object.  Robert's heart raced as he realized that

it was a dildo!  He watched, rapt, as Jennifer began slowly inserting it

in and out of her sex.	"See, subbie, the wetter you got me with your

mouth, the wetter the dildo will be."  She writhed a bit as she worked

the dildo in and out of her pussy, drenching it in her juices.	"Now,

Mistress has always wanted to fuck your cute little subbie ass.  I think

tonight is a good night for you to lose your anal virginity, don't you

agree slave?" Robert gulped nervously and stammeringly nodded int he

affirmative. While having sex with Jennifer before, she had sometimes

inserted a wet finger into his rectum and it had felt good, but this was

a horse of a different color.  Jennifer just smiled.  "Oh, don't worry,

subbie, I think you will enjoy it.  She stepped over to him, and had him

get on his hands and knees.  She placed a pair of pillows under his body,

so that he was bent over them.	This, Robert realized, made his ass a

very easy target for Jennifer and her dildo.  Jennifer then placed an

exploratory finger, moistened with her spit at the entrance of his rectum

and began to slowly insert it, pressing against the walls with her

finger, wiggling it back and forth.  "Wiggle your ass for me subbie. 

Show me how much you want me to fuck it." Jennifer said in a tone of lace

covered steel.	Robert moaned a bit and slowly ground his ass back

against Jennifer's finger.  Finally she slipped it out and began pressing

the slick dildo's head against the slightly opened rectum and ever so

slowly began to work it inside him.



 "Does my subbie want to cum while he is being fucked?"  Jennifer asked

Robert as she slid the dildo in another quarter inch.  Robert's manhood,

having had no relief all evening, was rock hard and throbbing with need. 

Even though the idea of having an orgasm while getting fucked with a

dildo was humiliating to Robert, the buildup of the night had led Robert

to the situation where he wanted to cum at any cost.  "Yes, Mistress"  he

said in a moaning voice, a mixture of discomfort, humiliation and even

pleasure at the slick dildo penetrating him.  "I want to cum."	"Then you

may stroke yourself subbie."  Jennifer ordered, having inserted the dildo

as far as it could go and was now content to slide in into and out of

this depth.  "Come for your Mistress."	Robert, beginning to enjoy the

penetration began pushing his ass backward in time to the thrusts. 

Robert's hand went to his erection, giving it the stimulus it had wanted

all night long.  Soon after, it began to shake and Robert screamed

"Mistress!"  as he ejaculated onto the bed while Jennifer fucked him

faster and faster with the dildo.  She gave him one last good thrust and

slid the dildo out.  Robert panted for a few moments, lying in disbelief

at what had just happened.  He then felt Jennifer's hand on his manhood,

beginning to softly stroke it.	As if it had a mind of it's own, it began

to slowly start to become erect again.	"Ah, good, my subbie's cock is

waking up. Fucking you with the dildo made me hot, and now I want to ride

my nice subbie's cock."  She rolled Robert over onto his back, and

revealed the last item in the mysterious black bag, a pair of fur lined

handcuffs.  She locked Robert's hands together above his head which only

increased Robert's erection.  He really was getting turned on again. 

Jennifer slowly and sexily took off the bustier, allowing Robert a full

view of what she was doing, smiling at her captive.  A vision of naked

loveliness, she slid her wet sex onto his waiting erection.  Robert was

more or less passive as Jennifer controlled the fuck with long slow rides

up and down her subbie's cock.	As she began to get excited, she began to

get more aggressive, sliding faster and harder on the full erection and

occassionally pinching one or both of Robert's nipples with a forefinger

and thumb.  Harder and harder she began to ride him, as her orgasm was

approaching, Robert's still a bit off since he had been so recently

spent.	Still, both moaned as Jennifer began to shudder as she finally

reached it, furiously riding and bucking Robert,  who finally was put

over the edge not too much later as he began pumping his semen into her

as Jennifer twisted his nipples hard one last time.  She let him rest

inside her for a few moments before rolling off of him and kissing him

aggressively once more, whispering evilly and seductively that she would

one day, in a future time, teach him about nipple clamps and sucking his

semen out of her pussy. Robert only shivered with nervous delight at the

words.



 "Time to sleep my good subbie."  Jennifer said, and had Robert change

the come drenched sheets and then change her from the bustier to her

nightgown.  Finally, she took off the leash but not the collar and

handcuffs before they both retired to bed.  They lay in bed for a little

while, Robert passively lying in her arms, Jennifer sighing and making

casual remarks about how good it was to have a subbie to warm one's bed. 

At 12:01, the new day upon them, Jennifer kissed him, as a wife, not as a

Mistress or anything else.  For now, at least, the game was done.  "So,

Robert, what exactly bothered you today?"  To Robert's surprise and

Jennifer's delight, he said.  "I don't remember...Mistress." She tousled

his hair playfully and they soon blissfully went to sleep.



 The End.



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