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                      Making of a Mistress



                             WARNING



This story contains sex among consenting people not generally

considered to be legal age. See "About Making of a Mistress" for

the reasons why. If this offends you, stop reading now. The

author suggest that you view this story totally as a fantasy, and

use it only in consensual adult role playing.



This article also contains a strong female domination theme. If

this offends you, you are reading the wrong newsgroup.



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                      Making of a Mistress

                            Chapter 4

                       Susan Gains Control



Now that Susan had Ken looking and acting like a girl, she could

continue his training. She decided to teach him the "alphabet"

game. With minor changes, this game is played by little girls

everywhere under a variety of names. The version Susan played was

played by bouncing a rubber ball under her leg while reciting; "A

my name is Alice, and my husband's name is Al. We come from

Alabama to sell you Apples. B my name is Barbara ...", all to the

cadence of the bouncing ball.



Susan thought this to be a particularly good game to teach Ken

since it was a perfect "little girl's game". Aside from the words

which are uniquely from a female's point of view, she had never

seen a boy play a game anything like it. Susan also thought it

would also get his penis bouncing along with the ball. In spite

of Ken's athletic abilities, it was obvious that he, at least,

had never played anything like it. He spent a good deal of time

amusing Susan by chasing the ball around the room.



It was while playing this game that Ken had a very fortunate

"accident" along the way. On one of his attempts, the ball

bounced up and hit his penis. This gave Susan an idea for a new

game. She had him stand with his back up against the support pole

in the room with his feet spread slightly apart and bounced her

ball off the floor in an attempt to have it gently nick the head

of his penis.



Susan had played the alphabet game enough as a little girl to be

able hit it almost every time. She called the game "P-ball"

(short for "Penis ball"), and was surprised that she didn't think

of this game sooner since it was only a bigger girl's version of

the game that Karen had played with him. It was so much fun for

Susan to be able to combine her toys.



Susan found the game to have many benefits. It was fun to play,

and she had a direct hand in doing something to Ken's penis. In

fact, Ken was totally passive (she later played a bondage version

of the game). She also enjoyed the control she had. She had taken

a boy's greatest and most valued possession, the very essence of

his maleness, his penis, and made it a girl's toy for a girl to

play with in a girl's game.



The game also had an interesting side effect -- the foreplay it

provided caused Ken to have very powerful ejaculations.



Although P-ball remained one of Susan's favorite games, she soon

found a better game to play using a rubber ball and a penis. She

discovered it about a week later as she was "fingering up" Ken

for a P-ball game.



Susan had the ball in her right hand, and as she was working the

head of his penis with her fingers, she accidentally rubbed the

ball against it. Ken's organ jerked at the touch of the rubber

sphere. Susan couldn't help but notice, and she tried a few more

tentative strokes with the ball alone to determine the reaction

she'd get.



Susan soon found herself rubbing the ball in various ways against

Ken's penis. She rapidly found a technique that got it responding

to her satisfaction. After another minute or two, Ken provided

Susan with a drop of his precome to work with. This extra

lubrication induced her to rub more vigorously. Before long, she

heard the familiar panting, and Ken exploded with an ejaculation

like she had never seen before.



Ken's jerk offs for her were mild by comparison. Ken experienced

an orgasm that was paralyzing. He nearly doubled over with cramps

and was so dizzy that he found it difficult to keep standing.

Susan felt like she had a runaway fire hose in her hands. The

ejaculate virtually erupted in violent spurts that she thought

would never stop. She had what seemed like gallons of his semen

all over the ball, her hand, her shorts, and her sneakers. She

knew that she would have to learn how to aim that thing.



In the following weeks, Susan worked to perfect her technique of

putting Ken "on the ball". Holding Ken's cock at the base with

her left hand, and making a loop with her thumb and middle

finger, she would squeeze the cock gently to trap some extra

blood, causing a firmer erection, and increasing the sensitivity

of the organ. She placed her index finger just behind the scrotum

so she could feel whenever he tensed his muscles in anticipation

of an orgasm. Taking the ball in her right hand, she moved it

back and forth lengthwise under the shaft of his cock gently

nipping the "cheeks" (the 5 and 7 o'clock positions of the head

as viewed from the front).



When she felt him tensing up, she concentrated on the shaft only,

while tightening her grip on the base of his cock and applying

gentle pressure with her index finger. This built up more

pressure in his penis yet kept him from ejaculating. The series

of actions produced very heavy hard-ons. Ken said that his penis

felt like it weighed ten pounds, and both he and Susan noticed

how hard it had gotten. The head would swell up. Blood so filled

the organ that it was noticeably red, and every vein was

pulsating with the pressure.



At this point, Susan ceased all action for just a second, and

then gradually released the pressure of her left hand. Normally,

this procedure produced a drop of semen which she used to

lubricate the ball. First, she placed the ball up against the pee

hole, then gave it a few twists before making little circular

designs on the head with the ball. She then went back to work

underneath.



Susan alternately brought Ken to a point where he would almost

come and bring him back from the brink until she was ready to let

him ejaculate. When Susan was ready, she shifted rapidly from

"tease" gear to "high" gear doubling the speed of her rubbing and

slightly increasing the rubber to penis pressure. She increased

the pressure around the base of the penis, but eased up with her

index finger.



Her skill was so finely polished at "putting him on the ball",

that after the first couple of weeks, she could get Ken's penis

drooling at the very edge of orgasm in a matter of a minute, and

keep him there for as long as she wished. When she finally did

allow him to come, he let loose with such volume and force, that

she would see how far she could "shoot" him.



Susan found that she got her best shots when she had worked the

penis for at least 15 minutes, but usually not longer than 30.

(By this time, Ken was sweating, and out of his mind anyway).

Anything over 30 minutes, and she figured that she had "milked"

him too much.



Susan also discovered the differences in rubber balls. Her

primary toy was a ball with a "textured" rubber surface. Using

this type of ball she could get him going in a very short period

of time, and at the precise moment she desired, cause him to have

a very forceful ejaculation. It was excellent for shooting him

good distances.



The other type of ball available to her had a smooth rubber

surface. It took her longer to get him going on smooth rubber,

and she couldn't shoot him as far, but she found that she could

bring him closer to the edge of orgasm and keep him there longer.

This was so useful in teasing and bondage games.



Susan not only gained control over Ken's penis. She gained

control over Ken himself. If she ever had any doubts that a boy

was controlled by his penis they were over now. She was now

convinced that there was a direct connection between a boy's

prick and his brain. The more control a girl had over a boy's

cock, the greater control she had over the boy's mind.



Susan thought what a great toy a boy has between his legs. All a

girl has to do is get it to squirt white stuff, and he'll do

anything for her. And getting a boy to squirt was so easy! Boys

want it. Girls can do it. Boys love it when girls do it to them.

Why then, don't women rule the world?



Susan had gained the ultimate in control. She found that Ken

could no longer satisfy his own sexual needs without some sort of

help from her. Ken actually begged to have Susan "do it" to him.

He depended upon her attention to his penis for sexual

gratification as much as he depended upon air itself for life. He

was willing to do anything for her just to get the sexual release

that only she could provide for him. Susan was aware that she was

his sole source of sexual pleasure, and she loved being in that

position.



She used her new power to impose her will on him, and make sure

that her needs came first, and that he wouldn't get satisfaction

until she felt that he earned it. She was beginning to get high

on being a dominatrix. She remembered those earlier passages she

found in a book on female domination, and now she had the chance

to use them.



Her first interests were bondage and discipline. She found some

oversized rubber bands with hooks on them that are designed for

carrying books. Two of these were all it took to immobilize him

sufficiently for her to play with. She hooked one around his legs

just above the knees and the other around his arms behind his

back. Using these simple tools, she could pose him in almost any

position. She could have him free standing, kneeling, or "lashed"

to the support pole. he could even hobble around without

attaining full mobility.



She even kept his hands and legs bound for spankings. She just

loved the way his cock got hard between her legs as he lay across

her lap. (Even though she really couldn't bring herself to do

real damage to those cute buns). Usually, these spankings were

administered for Ken's non-perfect performance in acting out some

fantasy she described to him.



The one time she really did give Ken a good spanking was when she

caught him trying to masturbate without her permission. Both she

and Ken were fully aware that Ken could barely get it up, much

less get it off by simply jerking off unless she was watching. So

it came as little surprise when she caught him with one of her

rubber balls. As additional punishment, she decided to make him

try to complete the act all by himself as she watched him.



In spite of her close supervision and instruction, (mostly in the

form of jeering remarks about "the little boy playing with his

'pee pee'"), the effort was a failure. Ken simply didn't have the

discipline to masturbate himself as well as Susan did. He rushed

himself to ejaculation. There was relatively little come, he did

not squirt it very far, and he felt very embarrassed and

unsatisfied doing it.



Susan gave him a stern lecture about how males didn't have the

self control necessary for satisfying sex. She got Ken to admit

that girls knew what was good for boys better than boys

themselves. Her point was that sex would be better for a boy only

if he put total control of his sexual activities under the

direction of a female. Susan made him promise her that he

wouldn't attempt to masturbate without her consent again.





































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