Thursday, March 17, 2011
“Subs are like that” Mistress Valerie said absently. “Especially humiliation sluts like Servitor. Fantasizes about being made to eat cat food, but then he can’t really do it.”
“He did try to open his mouth for it” Sandra said. Though I’m not sure you could have got it in, he was quivering so much.”
“I didn’t. I thought you were going to swap the labels?” Mistress Valerie replied in puzzlement.
The two Ladies looked at one another for a moment in surprise, and then burst out laughing and went into the living room to watch TV.
“You look ever so good in that nurse’s uniform” Sandra said admiringly.
Mistress Valerie smiled modestly. “Well, it’s practical as well as shapely” She giggled. “After all, there’s bound to be rather a lot of blood and stuff when we get started, and that’s just what this is designed for.”
Her friend looked at her in surprise. “We’re not really going to do it, are we? I thought it was just a scare-Servitor fantasy.”
“Oh come on” Mistress Valerie grumbled. “I’ve always wanted to try this. I bought the scalpels and things specially.”
Sandra still looked dubious.
“Well it’s just…” Her friend replied, looking worried. “Just a bit…non-consensual.”
“Ah – no! No, it’s not!” Mistress Valerie replied excitedly. “Look – I found that during his last session, while I was taking all the money out of his wallet. See?”
With a sense of triumph She handed Sandra a small, slightly grubby rectangle of cardboard.
“An organ donation card.” Sandra said slowly, reading it. “Well, perhaps…”
“No perhaps about it. Servitor wants to donate his organs, and we want to remove some of them, so it’s all perfectly consensual!” Mistress Valerie declared decisively.
“Come on – help me strap him down before he regains consciousness.”
But her friend cut her off, shushing her gently.