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Body Count - Prologue (Part 4)

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I slip my arms though the sleeves and keep my smile as the suit is already clinging to my body. I can already feel the role of a dominatrix quickly entering into my mind. I zip the suit up so it is nice and tight while my client continues to examine what I am doing behind the veil. All I can tell, he can see only shadows.

“A mysterious woman huh? Not too willing to give up secrets?” Markov said with a smirk as I put on my boots next, left foot followed by the right.

“Yes. I find it heightens the experience.” I said while pulling up the zipper on each boot. “But we should discuss a safe word. It should be a word that isn’t stop or no but I am sure you already know that.” I smirk at him seductively at him as the corset is next upon my body followed by the gloves sliding onto my hands.

“Indeed, you are very perceptive and intelligent.” He responded as he could see me finishing up. “I like it rough and the rougher the better. But for safety, I think we should use Moscow.” He said letting his Russian pride show.

“Moscow it is.” I replied as I take up my crop whip. “From this point on, I will only be called Mistress.” I say as I walk out from behind the vail in all tight black leather. “Now get on your knees slave. You have been very naughty ever since I came in and you deserve a spanking.” My smile is wide as my client, my prey, has no idea what I have in store for him.

((The start to Body Count. The image was done by :iconmordredoforkney: as well as for the series. Let me know what you think in the comments below.))

Part 5 - Body Count - prologue (Part 5) by NewEvilRising

Part 3 - Body Count - Prologue (Part 3) by NewEvilRising

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She wouldn't need to tell me to drop to my knees, just the mere sight of her would cause me to kneel in awe.