D for Danielle Chapter 12: The Call of the Mistress (Patreon)
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Daniel sat alone on the bed in his tiny motel room. He had just shaved his entire body and followed the instructions to the letter for giving himself a thorough enema. He was feeling a mixture of guilt, apprehension, excitement, and desire. He was well past the point of questioning his motives, he was in motion now. The force pushing him forward was going to make sure he made it to his destination.
His freshly smooth skin felt slightly alien to him. Sliding his pants back on brought new sensations. How easily they glided over the now hairless surface of his body. As the fabric brushed against his skin he realized how sensitive the process had rendered him.
As for the enema, he made sure to use very warm water as to not cause cramps. He now felt completely clean and empty. He wondered what Mistress Narcissa might do to him down there. He’d played with some toys before but never to the extent where he might consider himself experienced. He was more of a dabbler. Would she train him to use his ass in an expert manner?
All these thoughts and more raced through his mind as he opened his Uber app and looked for a car. As he had feared, there were none to be found. He was too far out of range. Narcissa’s residence was a mile down the road. He didn’t want to make a bad impression, so he didn’t call her to ask for a ride. No, he would have to walk it.
It was rather chilly outside, so he bundled up and headed out. The motel room faced the outside world, so as soon as he opened the door the cold air hit him. He closed and locked it behind him, and then double-checked the walking directions on his phone. If he left now he would make the 3pm appointment on time.
The road to the estate didn’t have a sidewalk, nor much of a shoulder for that matter. He had to walk in the grass to avoid being hit by passing vehicles. He wrapped his scarf around his face, leaving only his eyes exposed to the elements. The drive inside of him keep him moving forward.
After ten minutes on the side of the road he saw the gates in the distance. Upon arrival he took notice of the elegant design of the entranceway. Two stone columns framed the driveway. Two imposing statues of griffins were perched on top of them. Two steel rod gates of European design we closed before him.
He went up to the call box placed on top of an elegant steel mount at the edge of the left side of the driveway. He took a deep breath and pressed the send button.
“Hello?” Daniel sheepishly said.
“Greetings, Daniel,” Mistress Narcissa replied through the speaker. “I have been expecting you. Enter.”
Daniel looked up and saw a video camera placed discreetly next to the foot of the griffin on the left column. He gulped. Was everything filmed and recorded here? Would his every move be monitored?
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound and the gates started to slowly open. The house was still a good distance away, placed on top of a hill. Daniel walked up the driveway. He felt smaller now as he drew closer to what he clearly realized was a mansion. He knew once he stepped through the doors inside he would have no control over what happened next...