Dear Johnny,
I read Valerie’s letter in your newsletter and would like to share an experience that my wife and I had a few years ago with an S&M mistress. It was summertime and my wife and I had rented a bungalo in the Hamptons for a week. There was a big main house that had a large patio in the back. Then there was two 1 bedroom bungalo’s at the other end of the patio with stairs in between them that led right out onto the beach. Our first night there we heard strange noises coming from the other bungalo which my wife and I concluded was some sort of S&M rituals were going on. The next night Marsha & I went to a local resteraunt where we had a delicious meal and a bottle of champaign. I had drunken a couple of glasses more then my wife & although we were both intoxicated, my wife was clearly less tipsy then I was, so she drove the car back. We sat out on a lounge chair in the backyard making out when we started hearing someone moaning. At first we laughed, but after a while we decided to go investigate. It wasn’t long before we discovered a man, buried to his neck in the sand, with some sort of ball tied into his mouth. We immediately took the ball out of his mouth and proceeded to dig him out of the sand. We returned to the chairs outside our bungalo & the man was hyperventilating and rattling on about how his S&M vacation had gotten out of control. Just then a super-hot red head walked through the fence followed by a large man. The red head was dressed in a little black latex bikini , bathing suit, with a black fish net miniskirt and black fishnet stockings & fire engine red 5” skyscraper high heels that matched her shiney fingernails, toe nails, and lipstick. I have to admit she looked sexy as hell.
What was about to happen was like a dream. Mistress K started screaming at her slave Bill, calling him all sorts of names & asking how he had gotten free. Bill turned from upset & angry that he was captured & restrained against his will, to a cry baby wimp, apologizing to Mistress K and blaming everything on Marsha & I. Mistress K was infuriated & started threatening my wife & I, &. screaming right in my face.
Marsha is tough, & she’s normally quite dominant herself. She’s very protective of me & she could tell that I was quite startled & taken back by the situation & my wife roughly grabbed mistress Ks shoulder & spun her around to face her screaming right in her face, “how dare you talk to my husband like that bitch.” I quickly assessed the situation and felt quite confident that Marsha who is 5”6”, 160 lbs. 36d, 27, 36 could easily handle Mistress K who without her shoes was about 5’1”, 120lbs, 34b-24-34.
Suddenly Mistress Ks right fist swung up crashing uppercut . right into Marsha’s jaw. Marsha groaned & her head swung strait up in the air. When Marsha’s head came flopping back down, I could just tell that Marsha was quite disoriented. Her eyes were glazy & her legs seemed to. be a little rubbery. Mistress K grabbed Marsha’s white dress with both of her hands, & she started screaming right in Marsha’s dazed face.
How dare you put your hands on me you fat cow. How. fuckin dare you. You think you’re so fuckin tough. I’m going to knock the fuckin shit out of you you fuckin big mouth, & then I’ll teach you to respect me. I’ll make you my slave, & I’’ll force you to be submissive to me, that’s right you fat pig. I’ll be dominant & you’ll he submissive to me. You’re going to do whatever I tell you to do.” I was totally shocked, my wife is tough, & she always opens her big mouth. I realized that my wife must be in trouble when I saw this shocked & startled look come across Marsha’s face, & she couldn’t say a fuckin word as Mistress K shoved her back hard, ripping Marsha’s sexy white dress right off of her body, as Marsha stumbled backwards on her high heels until she lost her balance & she fell right over onto the stone terrace hard. She was just sitting there on the ground in her white bra & panties. Mistress K grabbed Marsha by her fuckin hair. She was wrenching hard at my poor wife’s head, & Marsha was screaming & begging her to let go. Mistress K was looking down right into my wife’s face & now I was really getting worried, I could see the look of fear & total helplessness on my wife’s face. As turned on as I was watching this sexy little firecracker dominating my much larger wife, so I stepped forward, grabbing Mistress K’s shoulder to pull her away from my wife. What a mistake that was.Mistress K let go of my wife’s hair & she came swinging around sending her tightly balled up right fist smashing roundhouse right into my chin. I could hear my teeth bang together & everything went black for a second as I was spun halfway around in a cicrcle. Then I was seeing stars as I came swinging back around & fell right over onto my ass on the ground. I had never een clocked so hard in my life & I had been in a few fist fights growing up.
I was sitting there weak & in a dream world, I couldn’t get up at all as I watched Mistress K turn her attention toward my wife again. She pulled her to her feet by her hair & Marsha was screaming from the pain as Mistress K pulled her hair out of her head. Mistress K screamed “now you’re going to be my slave you bitch, you fuckin big mouth. You’re going to do everything I tell you to do, do you understand me you fat cow.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. Tears were welling in Marsha’s eyes, & Marsha’s lips were quivering in fear as she begged Mistress K to stop,” but Mistress K was really enjoying this. She grabbed Marsha’s bra with her left hand & she started beating my wife up with her right fist. She was smashing one hard, powerful punch after another right into my wife’s face until first her eyes started to swell up & turn black & blue, & blood was rolling from her nose & dripping onto her huge white bra & then she stopped beating my wife up, & Marsha was all pummeled & she was all weak , & Marsha was completely helpless now, her eyes were swimming around in her head, & she was all limp like a floppy doll. Mistress K was laughing viciously as she screamed in Marsha’s face again. “get it through your head you stupid fat cow, you’re my slave, you’re my fuckin slave, you’re going to do whatever I tell you t do.” My wife is normally so dominant, she had never been submissive to anyone before. Tears were streaming down her swollen face & mixing with her blood & her black eye makeup. Marsha cried out, “no, please, I’m begging you.” Mistress K’s face turned beet red & she lost her temper. She was still holding my wife up by her huge blood stained bra & Mistress K started eating her up again. She was punching my wife’s chin, & Marsha, her head snapped back, but Mistress K yanked her forward by her bra, right into her fist again. She was knocking all the sense right out of my wife as she pummeled her chin over & over again until she punched my wife out. She punched Marsha unconscious & my poor wife’s eyes rolled right into the back of her head. Mistress K ripped my wife’s bra off, & I have to admit, as worried & scared as I was about my poor wife, the site of this sexy, hot little spitfire holding my big, tough sexy wife up all goofy like a limp, pathetic floppy doll, & exposing her huge sexy tits made me as excited as hell. Mistress K let go of my wife, & Marsha’s knee’s were like jello as she fell right over onto her back on the ground, out cold.
Marsha’s huge, naked milky white breasts were heaving up & down in contrast to her otherwise lifeless body. Mistress K leaned over & she grabbed my big, hard stiff cock right through my pants as she whispered in my ear “take off your pants slave. You better do whatever I tell you to do slave, or I’ll beat you up even worse than I beat up your fat cow wife. That’s right, you & your fat cow wife are going to be my slaves for the rest of the week. From now on you are to address me as mistress when you want to speak to me. Now take your fuckin pants off slave”.” My whole body was numb, my cock was rock hard, & felt hotter & more excited than I had ever been in my life before. I wanted to help my poor sexy wife, & was having trouble making my mind up about what to do. I was thinking about tackling this crazy little bitch to the ground to stop her assault on Marsha, but suddenly she grabbed me by my short fuckin hair with her left hand, & she took the sharp point of her right high heel & she started kicking the fuckin shit out of me, sinking the point toe of her sky scraper high heel into my ribs again & again & I’m screaming in pain. Then she dragged me standing strait up on my feet. Then she punched me really hard, right in my nose. It felt like this crazy little bitch knocked my face in, & blood was rolling from my nose. I’m not so tough. My wife is much tougher than me, because I was already too scared to fight anymore. I was in awe of this tough woman, I was so frightened as she showed me her fist screaming, “you better submit to me, or I’ll knock your face In with my fist, just like I punched your fat cow wife’s face in. Now show your mistress respect, & you better take your fuckin pants off.” She took me over. She beat me up & she made me bleed, & I was so scared I started crying & then I became submissive to Mistress K, & I started shaking in fear & begging her, “please mistress. I’m your slave, I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.” I started pulling my pants off crying out, “please mistress, please, I’m taking my pants off,” I pulled my pants off & my cock was strait out & rock hard. Mistress K grabbed my hard cock & she yanked on it.” I groaned, & she used it to get me to my knee’s as she screamed, “that’s right slave , get on your hands & knee’s & watch as I force your fat fuckin whore wife to become my slave too.” Marsha was still out of it. She was groaning, but she was still unconscious. Mistress D grabbed Marsha by her brown tresses as she climbed on top of her & she sat down right on Marsha’s stomach. Mistress K started laughing as she took the open palm of her right hand & she started smacking the fuckin shit out of Marsha’s face. Knocking her face in one direction with the open palm of her hand, & then in the other direction with the back of her hand over & over again. She was smacking the sense back into my wife screaming, “wake up cow, wake up you fat fuckin whore, I’m not finished with you yet.” She smacked her back & forth until she slapped her back awake, she smacked her right out of those fuckin stars she was seeing, & when Marsha’s eyes blinked open, Marsha was all goofy, she was slapped so silly she didn’t even know where she was anymore. Mistress K was laughing right in my poor wife’s face as she screamed “look at you you fat cow, you thought you were so fuckin tough, & I beat you up. I knocked the shit out of you you stupid bitch, & I made you all goofy, & now I’m going to make you my slave. Now say it bitch, that you’re going to be totally submissive to me, & you’ll do whatever I tell you to do, & you better call me mistress.” Marsha was scared & she wasn’t sure of what was gong on. At first she had this blamk, puzzled look on her face, & then she started crying & balling like a baby as she cried out, “Danny, help me, please Danny help me.” I was too scared to do anything, & Mistress K started laughing as she screamed “Danny isn’t going to help you. That’s right cow, I already beat your husband up & made him my slave, right Danny.” I was scared, & I was submissive & I cried out, “yes mistress.” Marsha started crying even harder as feebly she started bucking & kicking & crying out, “get off of me whore, I’m going to kill you.” Marsha reached up & tried fighting Mistress K, but she was too weak &this only infuriated Mistress K even more. She smased her fist right into Marsha’s nose again screaming, “you’re not going to kill anyone you stupid submissive whore.” Then she stood up & she grabbed Marsha’s hiar & she started dragging her across the rough cement. She was swinging Marsha around like a weightless little floppy doll, & Marsha’s knee’s were getting all scraped & bloody & her stockings were all ripped & Marsha was crying out “my hair, please stop, you’re hurting me.” “mistress K stopped & she held Marsha up by her fuckin hair, right on her hands & knee’s, right in front of herself, & she was laughing viciously as she screamed right in Marsha’s face, “you want me to stop beating you up you stupid, fat cow, then tell me you’re my slave. Tell me that you are going to do whatever your mistress tells you to do.” Marsha’s face was beet red as in a low voice she muttered out,”I’m your save.” Mistress K was infuriated again. She dragged my wife by her hair right over to the lounge chair that we had been sitting on. Then she leaned over & ripped poor Marsha’s panties right off of her body. Mistress K sat down at the edge of the lounge chair & she sat down, & she pulled Marsha right up onto her lap, right over her knee’s screaming, “now I’m going to teach you how to behave you disobedient bitch.” she started slapping my wife’s naked ass. I couldn’t beleive this sexy little red headed bitch had my wife over her knee & was spanking her like a disobedient little girl. My wife’s face was bright as Mistress K wacked her ass over & over again, & Marsha was crying harder & harder as her ass first turned pink & then redder & redder. Mistress K screamed, tell me that you’re my slave bitch, tell me that you’re going to do whatever I tell you to do.” Marsha had no choice, Little Mistress K was in charge & my wife was her slave,Marsha was totally submissive to Mistress K now & she cried out, “I’m your slave mistress, I’m your slave mistress, I’ll do anything, anything. I’ll do whatever you tell me to do mistress.” Mistress K took Marsha off of her lap & she put my wife on her hands & knee’s right in front of herself. Mistress K opened the tie on her sexy bathing suite bottom exposing her sexy red headed dripping wet pussy as she spread her legs open & she ordered my wife to kiss her cxnt.” Marsha was not into woman, & not really ito this, but as she hesitated, Mistress K grabbed her hair with her left hand to hold her fuckin head still, & she took her right fist & she balled it right into Marsha’s bloody nose. Blood was gushing from Marsha’s nose & she started crying hysterickly as she stuck her head in between Mistress K’s legs & deep into her crotch & she started to kiss Mistress K’s wet hot pussy. Mistress K’s nipples almost burst out of her bathing suit, & she pulled it off & her nipples were rock hard & beet red. Mistress K screamed “taste it bitch, lick my pussy slave. Marsha started licking Mistress K’s pusy. By now I don’t think Marsha was objecting, she seemed to just be going along with the program. I could tell Mistress K was getting really excited. She leapt up & made us all crawl into the house, my wife was first on line right behind her. Then Mistress K ordered me to lay down on the bed. My cock was standing strait up in the air & it was as hard as a rock. Mistress K slowly lowered her wet, dripping hot pussy right onto my big hard cock. Then she ayed down right on top of me & she ordered Marsha to get on the bed behind her. Then asshe fucked me, she made Marsha lick her ass hole clean with her tongue. I was so excited watching my tough normally tough wife being forced to do things she would have never even dreamed of just hours ago. I started exploding insanely right into Mistress K’s cxnt. Then after I filled her up with come, she held her legs together tight as she ordered my wife to lye down on the bed & lick my come out of her pussy. My wife started getting really excited as she sucked my come out of her Mistress’ pussy. Marsha’s nipples were rock hard & ready to burst as she sucked her Mistress’ pussy clean over & over again. Mistress K kept us there for our whole vacation, & my wife & I had to serve & service her at her whim. It was the craziest vacation I ever heard of, but as we got into the car to return home, we never metioned that week-end again.
So Valerie should be very carefull when she fights a mistress. Danny
