Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 6 Chapter 224/ 18: Captains Quarters

"Hello, Hilda," I said, putting my backpack down and off to the side. "What a lovely evening it is," I told her with a smile on my face as she shuddered.

"Good Evening, Mistress," Hilda replied.

Hilda was dressed in a nice business suit and looked amazing. As she had just come from a big business meeting with multi-millionaires or even billionaires, it was a black fitted silk suit that perfectly suited her curves and showed off nothing but the most professional venture. It looked really good on her, and I instantly wanted a suit like that of my own.

"Love the suit," I told her, hinting without even thinking about it, "Looks too good for a slut slave like yourself, don't you think?" I asked.

Hilda shivered; the blush instantly reached her ears, and she trembled a little. Her reaction was right but also wrong as I looked over her body. She was an older MILF in her early forties or late thirties. Her long blonde hair was up in a bun this time, and you could see she took care of her skin as there were barely any signs of aging. She was a blonde Russian woman with nice Breasts, although her suit did not show off her breasts in any form.

Something about how she blushed and reacted told me that there was more than meets the eye. I could not help but wonder if she had something on under the suit. "Well, Slave, You have been awfully quiet; where are we going?" I asked, my voice dark.

Hilda looked at me sharply, shivered once more, and opened her mouth, "Mistress, I-" She paused and bit her lip. "I have taken the liberty to plan a nice meal at a restaurant," Hilda said, "Only the best food with the most discreet staff," She told me.

"Then get this drive going," I told her, "I don't have all night to put you in your place, slave properly."

Hilda shivered and told the driver to drive to where she told him earlier. The car started to move, and I looked at Hilda as she looked at me. My cock could use some attention, but something was going on, and I knew it. "You know, I got a lawyer the other day, and I am opening a consulting business," I told her.

Hilda looked at me, and I could see her smile, "Ah, I have needed a consulting agency, or your consulting lately has helped immensely. Honestly, I never thought I would ever say this, Mistress, but you have been a godsend. I cannot be happier you entered my life." Hilda suddenly said, to my surprise, "My doctor even told me my blood pressure is down and my cholesterol is down to normal levels. I feel lighter every week after visiting you. Once I can properly enjoy paying your consulting fees, I imagine nothing but an even better time with you." Hilda told me her smile was bright, like she forgot what was making her nervous.

I was genuinely surprised at the health things that she just told me. That being treated like shit and fucked relentlessly till she couldn't move was something that could help her health-wise was something I didn't get. I guess that I should learn about that in the future when I get the chance. I wondered if there were any medical journals in it.

"Honestly, I am a bit worried that because I am not paying you for your time, you will just abandon me," Hilda told me and shivered, "I-"She cut herself off and looked away, the blush returning.

"Aw, My cute little slave thinks Mistress will disappear without her money," I said, smiling, "Maybe you should be worried, or maybe not," I told her. I leaned back against the door as I looked her over, "What I can promise is that once my company is online, You can pay, and you don't," I smirked, "If you still want to meet up, I might no longer consider you human."

My words came out as a promise, and I tried as hard as hard as I could to make the threat real. Hilda shivered in return, and I could see her look away, but I could tell it impacted her. She seemed to be thinking, and a silence reigned for a minute, "What would you do if I paid the next day," She asked.

"Then you would have the right to earn being human in my eye again," I told her, and I heard her gasp. "You like that thought, don't you slut?" I asked, looking at her as I could see the deep red reaching her ears. "Are you dripping wet now? Thinking about me treating you worse than human?" I asked her, my voice dark. "Thinking about if I treated you like an object or like a dumb animal?" I asked.

Hilda shivered, but this time I wasn't going to allow her to go back into silence, "Tell me Slut," I snapped, "What are you picturing?" I asked.

Hilda shivered and looked at me with her eyes looking a little teary. "I- I don't know, I kinda was thinking objects," Hilda said, her body shivering as she admitted it.

My eyes narrowed, and I wasn't sure how to proceed for a moment or two. I licked my lips and lost myself in thought for a minute as the car moved under us. Soon, we would arrive at the restaurant that she had picked. "There are so many objects that men and women think of sexually, did you know?" I asked as if I wasn't talking about her as I watched her. "Women easily can think of my cock as just a massive dildo for them to ride if they want to objectify me," I told her, and she shivered, "For other women, though, there are so many fewer things. Or maybe even more," I continued, "Like an onahole, Something just for me to fuck over and over again until it is loose and deformed," I said and watched her reaction and saw a slight frown.

I couldn't help but wonder what object she was thinking of now when she thought of me objectifying her. "Just a cum dumpster to be filled and tossed away like trash when it can no longer be used. But I am still new to being a Mistress, and there are so many objects that are the fantasy to some," I told her, and Hilda shivered thinking about the object that she wanted to be treated as, but as I was about to continue, the car stopped.

Hilda was visibly relaxing now as the conversation ended there, and I couldn't help but think about what object she was thinking of. Cum dumpster was Becky, and I didn't need a replacement, but now I was wondering what dark fantasy Hilda had that she didn't want to share.

Hilda's Driver then opened the door, and Hilda turned and stepped out, and I saw a brick and motor store in front of us as I watched her ass move aside. I followed her out a moment later and looked at the restaurant's name. "DnD," It said, and I couldn't help but wonder what that meant. I looked it over and down the street. We were parked on the side of the road in one of the busier areas of town, and the windows were covered in dark curtains hiding from the outside.

Hilda turned to me and smiled, "This is where we will be eating," she told me, and she started toward the restaurant, putting up the facade of being in charge. I wanted to put that down, but we were in the public eye at this moment. I held back the urge and followed her toward the door, and she opened it and stepped inside.

The inside was dark for a moment, but I realized that it was just my eyes adjusting, and inside, there was a woman smiling. "Hello. May I ask your appointment number?" The woman asked.

The woman was a hostess, I realized a moment later, and she had a black veil on, and her outfit was that of a French maid. It was one that reached the floor, and how long it was, there wasn't an inch of her actual skin showing. She even wore long black gloves to cover her hands.

"Yes," Hilda replied, "Appointment Four, Seven, Fifty-three."

"Oh, the captain's room. May I ask who the captain is?" The woman asked.

"The Young woman behind me is the Captain; this is a Surprise for her," Hilda replied.

"Perfect. Crew members are always surprising their captains. I am sure she would love to reply to your surprise." The woman said, "Would the crew members like to theme with the Captain?" She asked, much to my confusion.

"I already put forward the outfits," Hilda replied and turned to me and blushed, "Mistress, Please forgive my forwardness, but you can change in the Captain's area, and we will meet in the Captain's room for dinner," Hilda said blushing.

"I believe you even prepared an outfit for me," I said, my eyes narrow, wondering what was happening. No, I quickly was starting to realize what this place was and was surprised there was something like this in town. In fact, now that I was thinking about it, there were a lot of questionable things around town, including a ranch outside town for BDSM. Maybe something was going on in town that I didn't know about.

"Yes, Mistress, I have," Hilda said, "please, Forgive me, but it is in the Captain's room for you to see, and I will be in something matching my status and position. Dinner is here, and the staff are utterly discreet about what happens here," Hilda assured.

"I guess this is my surprise like I told you to do; very well," I replied, smiling at the veiled woman. "I assume I follow you?" I asked.

"Yes," The woman said with a smile and suddenly bowed deeply, "Please follow me; your partner here has ordered our best room for your two tonight. I hope you will enjoy yourself while you are here." The woman said, and I nodded.

The woman stepped out from behind the podium, and I noticed a blank screen on a tablet as we walked past. It seems they took privacy very seriously. I followed her to a curtain, and she brushed it aside and stepped forward. Instantly, we were met with a staircase that went down a complete floor before turning. The walls were covered in black curtains, making the whole place feel dark and sinister in a way. Then, there was a long hallway that probably ran the length of the building in scope.

Along The hallway, I noticed five solid doors with not a single sound coming out, and we walked to the one at the end of the hallway. She opened the door and turned to smile, holding the door open for us. Hilda walked in, followed by myself, and we entered a sitting room of sorts with two heavy doors and sitting benches on either side. "Please remove your shoes here," She said, "This is your entrance and departing area; once inside, you are in perfect privacy," The woman told us, "You will only see faceless people that you will never know, and those people will never ever speak of what will happen here. You are in perfect privacy and can be your truest self," The woman said, "When you put back on those shoes after this is when that will be gone as you will be leaving this place."

What an interesting idea!

I took off my shoes as did Hilda, and the woman pointed at the rightmost door, "That is the crew members' door; please enter it," She said, looking at Hilda.

Hilda nodded, stepped toward it, and opened the door after a pause. Suddenly, she was gone behind the door a moment later. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on with all the theatrics, but I have to say I was getting very curious. "As the captain, you will have complete control once you change. If you want something, it will happen; there will be no mistaking that. The crew member has given up on all the captain's orders being here. This is our most luxurious experience. Please enjoy it and enter when ready," the woman said, pointing at the leftmost door.

I licked my lips, and I couldn't help it as I chuckled before opening the door. I saw a small room with a heavy wooden door, a closet door, what seemed to be a bathroom door, a place to sit, and a mirror. This was a place to change with plenty of room. In fact, there was even a bathroom to change things around. I snuck out the tampon I brought and decided I could change it here as I forgot it back at school before enjoying myself.

Quickly, I stripped myself out of my school uniform, walked to the bathroom door, and opened it. There was a simple three-piece and a curtain to a shower also. This place seemed to have it all for a person to enter and clean themselves up afterward. It was a very interesting setup overall, and I quickly changed my tampon and tossed the old one in the garbage before heading back to find the outfit that Hilda had chosen for me.

I couldn't help but wonder what that would be without any input from me. I opened the closet door, and my eyebrows shot up without conscious thought as I looked at the simple one-piece. It was super simple, and it was a leather dress that would emphasize my breasts and show a lot of cleavage. The design, though, would look good on me, but I knew my cock would be completely visible. I reached out, plucked it from the closet, and decided to wear it. It is only black, and I wondered how it would fit.

I looked at the back and realized there was a corset potion to show off my proportions, and there were no strings to hold up this simple leather dress. If it started to slip, it was slipping. I placed the dress on the ground, stepped into it quickly, and pulled it up easily. It hugged my hips and held my breasts lightly, and all I had to do was pull the corset tight, and it would hug my hips. I looked at it for a moment and loved it.

Now, I needed this for work as well. I smiled and looked like a high-class woman who needed to be taken care of. It was an interesting look, and I cannot help but wonder what Hilda chose to be as the crew member this time. It was such a weird feeling, and my cock was hanging out between my legs in the breeze as there was no underwear in the closet. I decided against using my own from outside and grabbed the two strings of the corset and pulled, taking my breath away as I watched myself in the mirror.

Suddenly, my breasts looked larger, and I looked like a woman with attitude now. I looked wealthy and very dominantly beautiful like I was, and my nipples were covered, but if it weren't for the dominant way I stood and looked, I would look closer to a slut. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I did like the look as I looked very good.

I reached behind me and tied the corset closed, not knowing if I got it right, as it felt a little weird. I wasn't used to this style of clothing, but my mother made me wear a corset once in the past. I looked good in this slutty dress, and I thought again about what Hilda was going to be wearing.

I decided to let my hair fall to my ass, and I wondered if I should get a haircut. My hair was always long, and I loved my naturally straight hair. Although upkeeping, I heard, was a problem for other women, I thought it was alright. But I had easy hair to deal with.

Instead of contemplating anymore, I walked to the heavy wooden door and pulled it open, walking out in bare feet and my cock swaying visible to the eye as I walked out flaccid. The new room entered my eyes, and I saw a table in the middle of a large room and, in the corner, a jacuzzi hot tub steaming, but it seemed off.

On the opposite side, though, there was something odd that I didn't understand. There was a metal pole with two bars and cuffs at the middle point and a circle at the top. On the bottom base, there was an adjustable base. It seemed to be something for BDSM, although the position of the head looked to be a bit odd if I was being honest with myself.

Looking in the center, there was a table with one chair, and I couldn't help but question why there wasn't a second. Then I looked around and noticed the room was mostly empty except beside me, where there was a bed pretty low to the ground with a pillory and a heavy door. I assumed Hilda would enter. I looked to see it in the middle. There was also another metal door that blended with the room. Then, in the corner to the opposite side, there was a large wooden dresser with two large doors.

My curiosity got the better of me, and I walked over, opened the doors, and smiled. Inside and on the doors of the cabinet, I opened a large assortment of vibrators, teasers, Nipple clips, whips, chains, masks, and paddles were there. So much I didn't even know what it all was, and there were drawers at the bottom and the top.

Behind me, I suddenly heard the door open, and I turned to see Hilda. Instantly my cock started to harden, and I was surprised as Hilda was there. Her blonde hair now had two triangular matching blonde ears that were furry, and from her back, I could see a large fluffy tail, and she wore a fluffy leotard that kept ease of access to her pussy and breasts.

Hilda was blushing, and she looked a little put out and rubbed her legs together. I could tell that she had to work up her courage. "Um, I-" She blushed, "I didn't know what to do to surprise you other than the outfit I bought for you and wanted to gift you this week. I heard about this place from a friend, and she suggested being a pet was fun." She blushed and looked away.

"I am your rich Mommy, and your my pet," I said, feeling happy as I finally found out what the fuck was going on. I wanted to laugh as she blushed, looking like a little fox. The matching fur and hair color made me think she was lying a little. "I think you, Little Star, might have lied to me a little," I said, "But that is alright; you surprised me," I told her, "Maybe you had this all prepared, or I surprised you. Either way, I will reward you."

The smile on the blushing woman was bright, and I could see her fidgeting more, her legs were a little wet and glistening as she wore her fox outfit. It wasn't the first time I saw something a little furry, and honestly, my cock was hardening, looking at her.

I stepped closer to her, and she looked me over in return as I checked her out. At the moment of approach, my body betrayed me, and I heard my stomach grumble for the need to eat. I chuckled along with Hilda, "First, Let's get started on ordering," I said, and Hilda nodded. I turned before I remembered what this place was, and there was only one chair.

Turning, I smiled, "An animal doesn't stand on their two feet now, do they?" I asked.

Hilda blushed, nodded, and slowly got down onto her knees. I smiled. This was going to be an interesting meal.