BDSM EROTIC STORY

FEATURING MERCY WHITE & ANGELA WHITE

This is a B.D.S.M love story between a submissive woman and a Domme, this story goes into detail to explain the relationship between a slave and her mistress and it includes many exciting and thrilling moments that you could ever think of. 
 

This story is set within the Child of Darkness Universe.
 

Kindly sit back and relax to enjoy the story dear reader.
 

Chapter One

Mercy sat up, hearing the front door slam shut. She glanced at the clock on the wall as she heard the sound of coats being hung up next to the door. It was 5.35 pm. Twenty minutes later than she had been told to arrive. "Angela! In here NOW!" Mercy shouted, smoothing down her latex skirt, and giving herself a broad look.
Angela rushed into the room, falling onto her knees.
"Sorry Mistress... I-"
"And what time do you call this Slave?" asked Mercy, keeping a cool persona about her.
Angela glanced nervously at the clock on the wall, shuddering as she realized she was late. "Almost twenty to six Mistress," she said nervously.
"Then why are you late?! I specifically told you to be back by quarter past!" Shouted Mercy.
"Sorry Mistress, I got caught up with dealing with that Evil Warlord, and couldn't get here fast enough" mumbled Angela, hoping her Mistress was not angry with her. Mercy leaned down, cupped Angela's chin in her hand and lifted it so she was looking Angela directly in the eyes. "I'm not angry Angela; I just want you to do as I say... Next time... there will be extreme punishments".
Mercy relaxed back into her cushioned seat, she took her book and she begin to read it once more while Angela sat awaiting commands from her Mistress. After a tense moment of unsure what it was her Mistress wanted her to do, Angela noticed Mercy spreading her legs open and revealing she was indeed not wearing underwear and directed Angela to her pussy and so she crawled on her hands and knees between her Mistress's legs and started licking all while Mercy read on not even acknowledging the pleasure she was now feeling. 
Angela felt Mercy's legs closing in and applying more pressure as if trapping her head between her legs was her goal all along. Mercy’s clit was Angela's only salvation and so she began to increase her tongue so it would go deeper inside her mistress's pussy. There is an increase in the arousal of Mercy's pussy as she began to feel her Orgasm building with high intensity down there, she tried and failed to focus on the book she was reading so she threw it aside.
Angela kept up as best she could pleasure her Mistress. She felt Mercy's grip on her hair as she pulled her closer forcing Angela to enjoy whatever it was Mercy wanted her to feel at this moment. 
After a period of extreme pleasure, Mercy came from the high-intensity Orgasm came she pulled Angela's hair yanking out only slight fragments but enough for Angela to feel it on her head. After the Orgasm subsided; she let go of Angela's head, got up and began to walk away all while Angela was still taking in everything that had just happened. But after a moment she continued to crawl following Mercy to the dungeon cellar.
“I'm still angry at you for your recent mistakes Ange, but in time we will have you taught better?” Mercy said
"Yes, of course, Mistress... my apologies for upsetting you..." came the reply.
"Good girl, now stand up and go get yourself ready for me,"
"Yes Mistress, thank you, Mistress"
Mercy watched as the beautiful woman rose before her, and walked off towards a wardrobe full of 'house', she watched Angela's cute, tight ass wriggle as she walked towards a wardrobe that was full of Angela's things. The wardrobe contained everything that Angela would need for the rest of the night, collars, restraints, gags and even some sex toys.
After gathering all that she needed for the rest of the night, Angela then walked over to the wooden bath they used, she turned the steel valve and quickly after the water poured out of the tap and began filling wooden the tube quickly. Angela then began to undress, removing the outfit that she had worn for several days at this point, it needed cleaning anyway she thought as she threw it aside with her other clothes into a pile on the floor already growing in the size. She then removed her underwear and began to notice that she had indeed not shaved her public region for some time and so Angela cast a spell into her hand, light flames arose as she wiped it across her pubic area within seconds the forest of pubic hairs that had forested there faded away and once again she was shaved and smooth down there, how Angela preferred to be. 
Mercy decided to pour a bottle of her favourite wine after waiting a while and left the room to pour the glass. Once she returned, she glanced at the book on the floor she had been reading. It was one of Angela's books that she had published, it was an interesting read but Mercy had found enough grammatical errors that she planned to bring it up later if only to tease her. Steam rose from the water and Angela was currently testing the heat of the water, it was indeed warm enough for her and so she stepped in with her left foot while balancing herself on a pillar nearby to make sure she did not fall. Mercy now was bored beyond words and so she decided to spy on Angela, a few flicks of her hand and a magical projection appeared in front of her, Mercy cracked a smile and drink her wine all while examining her lovely body, her eyes wandering from Angela's small feet, up her shapely legs, her eyes lingering on the hairless, tempting pussy before continuing her examination, her eyes drinking in the sight of Angela's incredibly cute, but sensitive breasts, and finally ending at her beautiful face, framed by her ashen hair that she loved so much. Taking a sip from her wine glass, Mercy adjusted her position so she was more comfortable, and watched Angela scrub herself clean with a brush, Mercy cracked a smile and continued to watch on for a time
After a few moments Mercy decided this was nothing she had seen before; so she Walking into the Walk-in wardrobe, she went to her Latex Rack, looking through them carefully before selecting an outfit, pulling the tight latex corset, up, and reaching behind it zip it up, she had to re-adjust her breasts, as the corset was very snug, and tended to make her breasts bulge, and without careful balance, could easily spring out. She then stepped into the short latex skirt, wriggling her hips to make them slide easier. She checked her look in the mirror, pouting for herself before walking to her shoe shelves. Mercy, like most women, was a big fan of shoes, and selected a black, knee-high, four-inch heeled boots to wear, zipping them up, she gave herself the once-over in the mirror, pouting once more and then leaving. This was Mercy's favourite outfit, and she knew it drove Angela mad too. Mercy sexily strode over to her dressing table, applied a hint of make-up and then walked back to her chair to resume watching Angela.
Mercy let her hand slide down her tummy, over the short and tight dress, and gently makes its way up to her panty-less crotch, gently poking her soft lips with her finger, moving it in tiny circles, and letting out a moan. 'Stop it' though Mercy 'There will be time for this later.
Walking over to her make-up booth, she applied her make-up and waited for Angela to arrive.

Angela caught her breath slightly as she walked in and saw Mercy in what she knew was both of their favourite outfits. The tight, black latex suited her Mistress well; it seemed tight in just the right places and revealing in the others. It also gave her an air of authority and power. Angela walked in front of Mercy, and dropped to her knees into the Nadu position, kneeling, thighs wide apart, her hands raised upwards and looking down to the floor. Mercy smiled at her pet's submissiveness, reaching down to gently run her fingers through her Girl's beautiful hair again, causing the girl at her feet to purr slightly. Mercy glanced at the clock, and said with a smile "good girl, changed and looking beautiful... with three minutes to spare..."
"Thank you, Mistress, you look as gorgeous as ever Mercy" came the reply.
"Hmmm... Thank you Ange, now. I want to submit you to a little torture tonight, but it will not be that painful, just assaulting your senses, understood?" said Mercy, running her fingers through Angela's hair still.
"Yes, of course, whatever it is you desire, Mistress."
Standing up, Mercy placed her wine glass on the coffee table and reached to the shelf and retrieved Angela's collar and leash. As Mercy turned, Angela's face lit up, looking skywards and baring her neck for her Mistress. Mercy bent over, attaching the collar and clicking the lock shut, making sure to give Angela a full view of her deep cleavage. Stepping back to retrieve the leash, she snapped that onto the collar too. "There we go my girl... you look good enough to... eat..." Mercy gave a sly smile, a plan forming in her head, but not telling Angela any of it.
"I do love wearing my collar, I wish I could wear it always... not just when I am home..." responded Angela, a hint of sadness in her voice.
"One day my dear, one day. Now, let's get you prepared!"
Mercy started to walk out the room, her hips swaying seductively as she walked, Angela followed, staring at the swinging hem of the skirt, and wondering what her Mistress had planned for her.
Mercy led Angela once again down the stairs to the Dungeon

TO BE CONTINUED