Meeting My Mistress Chapter 34

Written by Brianna Demonet

Mom says, You're perfect, honey; come on, we need to eat. I see Ian loading Mom's bags in the car. We have wheat toast and fruit cocktails for breakfast. I could really use some eggs, but I don't say a word. Ian says.

Terri, you look great honey. Ian said

Thank you I said with a half-forced smile.

Becky and Mom walk into the office to take a call.

Ian, am I doing something wrong here?

What do you mean?

Look at me!

I don't see an Issue. How do you feel? Asked Ian.

Confused, I like it, but I'm a man.

Terri honey, you're a person; if you want to be a girl, be one; if you want to be a man, then be a man. Whatever you do, it is for you; whatever makes you happy, screw what others think.

Live for yourself so you can love yourself. Just because you have a penis doesn't make you a man any more than having a vagina and breast makes a woman. Follow your heart.

Thanks, Ian.

Ian smiles.

Ian, what's up with the luggage?

Your mom is going back to LA today.

She's leaving?

Yes, her work here is done. She's a busy woman.

What about me?

As far as I know, you're working for the firm here.

Well, this is news to me!

If you want to know Terri you know who to ask. Besides You, Bree, Keith, and I are witnesses in their case. So you have to stay.

Look, Terri, I can see you confused, in more ways than one. You have an opportunity to explore a new world. Just because it's scary doesn't mean you shouldn't explore it. I've explored too. I am as happy as I can be.

You're happy as a house boy?

First off, Terri, I'm not a house or pool boy or a sex toy. I manage this entire property. I see to the landscapers, maids, cooking, cleaning, household maintenance, and the household budget. I also see security for Mistress Rebecca and her guests.

While my jobs aren't as technical skilled as yours, they are crucial to everyone under this roof. Mistress Becky owns the property, but this is my house.

I'm sorry, Ian I didn't mean it that way. I just meant you could be doing so much more than this.

Maybe I could, but I wouldn't be half as happy as I am.

You need to understand something Terri, every person in this world has the same problem, Choice! I don't, I chose this life. I wake up every day thankful for what I have and whom I am with. That includes you. You are under my roof now. I will look after you as any other person. I love my life. Mistress Becky and your Mom picked me up and set me straight when I was falling off a cliff. You need to come to grips with the facts surrounding you.

Yes, these women are dominant alpha women. They are strong, level-headed, goal-orientated, and focused. They are also caring, open-minded, and understanding. If you need something, you need to ask, want something, ask, need to talk, just ask.

As powerful as they are they can't read minds. Look, Terri, I know you didn't mean to offend me, so relax, honey. Finish your coffee and don't forget your car keys.

Oh shit! You are right. My car is still parked at the firm! Thanks, Ian; how did you know that?

That is my job, caring for others. There's an open space in the detached garage on the side of the house. This should open the left door. Do not park in the center spot, and don't touch my car on the right.

You have another car?

Yes, and if you touch it, scratch it, you're paying for it.

What is it?

It's mine. I have had that car for 10 years now. My grandfather bought it new after he returned from Vietnam. So just leave it alone.

Okay, okay, now I'm curious! I said.

That's fine; look all you want, but leave it be. I'm dead serious. Even Becky and Keith don't touch it.

Carol and Becky came out; Ian said Keith called. He and Rick had to go to the police substation on Maple Street this morning. Keith asked for you to call him.

Thanks, Ian.

Becky throws Terri the keys. Looks like you're driving, Terri said Becky.

Terri opens the doors and lets the ladies in the back. They head to the firm,

Becky says, Terri, do you know how to get to the airport?

Yes, Aunt Becky. Good girl. First, you'll drop me off and then take your Mom to the airport.

Yes Ma'am.

Mom, when are you coming back?

About 2 maybe 3 weeks.

So long? Terri asked slightly worried.

Terribear my life is in LA, plus I have trips to Boston and New York.

But Mom, I need you now more than ever!

Terri, you have major responsibilities here! You're a witness for one, a job, and three, Becky, and I can't trust anyone else to do it. Besides, Bree is going to be Tied up for a few days.

Becky and Carol giggle!

I need you Terri said Becky. I am not sure if we got all their surveillance equipment out. We need you here honey.

Okay, ladies, you made your point.

Carol sees the worry Terry is wearing in the mirror.

What's wrong Terri?

Mom, Aunt Becky I am really confused right now.

Carol says do not worry Terribear. You are in good hands; Lisa and Becky will take great care of you.

I heard part of your conversation with Ian. You need to listen to him. He's not just a house boy. Ian holds two bachelor's degrees in Culinary and Business Management.

He's smart, loyal, and cares a great deal. Ian has put himself in harm's way more than once for us. He's wise and open-minded. You have everything you need here.

Except you, Mom.

That's very sweet, honey. I am only a phone call away. Just do what you're told, be honest and everything will be fine.

Okay, mom.

Becky says, Terri, you can always talk to me.

I know, Aunt Becky, thank you. I'm just so mixed up.

If you weren't mixed up at all, We'd be really worried; everything will work out fine, you'll see. We want our Terribear happy.

Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Aunt Becky.

We love you Terribear.

Terri starts contemplating her situation as she drives in silence to the firm. Carol and Becky both sense Terri's behavior. As they drive to the front door, Becky says Terri, I need your Mom inside a minute. Why don't you pull into the parking garage?

Yes, Aunt Becky is all Terri says.

Terri's thoughts

I looked in the mirror as I said that they both had a look of worry. Good, I think to myself, I am crying for help here, and the answers I get are, "Don't worry, be happy"!

Since when did a Bobbie McFerrin song solve anything? Bree is gone until next Saturday. I haven't seen or heard from Sara since Sunday. I did this for her, am I a fool?

I am starting to feel very foolish. Everyone half listens to me, but no one is really trying to understand. My Mom is leaving for 2 weeks. I need my Aunt Bree. A tear runs down my cheek as I pull up to the Garage entrance.

I pull to the door. Now, normally, I am very formal and open the doors for them. Being as upset as I am and feeling ignored by the two people in life, I look up to most in the situation I am in. A situation I volunteered for. But at the same time, they said they'd support me.

Now I am falling apart. I put the car in park, dip my head, and wait.

Mom says Terry you alright?

I ignore her,

Becky asks the same

I ignore her too.

TERRY!!! Mom almost yelled.

WHAT? Mom, what do you want?

What's wrong? Say's Carol

Seriously Mom? Really?

Now I never talk back to my mother or aunts. I never had the need or desire to. Today is a new day. Aunt Bree warned me again and again about being a sissy. She also said, whatever I did I had to do it for me. That my situation and decision in this is not selfish. Gosh, I wish Bree was here.

Where did that come from, my Mom was shocked at my outburst.

I have been trying to tell you both the last 20 minutes, but you both ignored me. I'm trying to open up and tell you both there's a problem here! Now, instead of one problem, I have two!

Terr, we have been listening. If that's the case, then what's the issue with me?

You're confused, honey, that's all, really my mom answered.

Why? Why am I confused?

You're having a gender identity crisis.

You're scratching the surface, Mom.

Terri, what do you want? What do you need, honey? I asked

Am I a fool? I replied.

What? Carol said. How are you a fool?

Well, I haven't gotten a single text from Sara. I text Aunt Alice, asking her to text me back. I did this to prove I could; I wanted to prove to everyone I could be pretty, and I was willing to be as open-minded as Aunt Bree.

Really it's mostly to be with Sara. If she isn't going to respond after all my efforts, maybe it was just wishful thinking.

What are you saying, Terri? Asked Carol.

I feel like I was suckered into this. I enjoy the clothes but I am not so sure if I see being a woman in my future.

That being said, the sex was so intense I wanted it a lot more. Now I am worried I'm gay.

Terri honey, we may have pushed you pretty hard, but as confused as you are, as worried or depressed as you may feel. You are who you are. You are my child now and forever.

All I can tell you is to dress, express, and be yourself. Enjoy sex any way or how you want. If sex with men is what you enjoy, then go for it. If it's with sissies or women, have at it. Just be safe.

As far as Sara is concerned, she's a sissy and a slave. She may be being punished and can't respond. You may decide you want a dom man or woman to serve. A new world like this is scary.

You are my child, you can handle it. You will make the right decision when the time comes. You're a Coven member now. The Coven has your back. Carol said.

That's right! Becky says. I've always thought of you as my child. You always made me feel like a mother to you. Whether you knew it or not. You've always been there when I needed a child's hug and love. Trust in Lisa. She's worked miracles with Bree said Becky.

What miracle did Aunt Bree need? Asked Terry.

She lost her whole family and suffered from depression, PTSD, Gender Dysphoria, and a very severe inferiority complex thanks to our father.

Couple that with Bree growing up with epilepsy didn't help either. 18 months of therapy a few years before helped a bit. After 5 months of bi-weekly therapy and living the way she is now, she's stable, happy, and full of life and love. Carol said

I never knew any of that, said Terry.

No one does except us 3. Said Becky.

We'll be right back pumpkin! Carol Said.

I stay in the car thinking maybe I am reading too much into things or thinking too much. It wouldn't be the first time! I laughed at myself. After learning that it explains a lot about Aunt Bree, I never knew.

Even as my uncle he always went out of his way to teach me things he never showed Caleb. Caleb was too much of a jock. It explains why my Mom always supported Bree so much. It all makes sense now.

I look in the rearview mirror; I see only Terrigirl staring back. I ask aloud, what do you want Terry? I don't know now?

Do you like me as a girl?

Yes, I replied.

Do you like sex with men? Yes, I smile.

Do you want to see Sara again? Yes, but I am not sure she wants me.

What if she does? Then I'd like to try.

What if she doesn't? Then I move on.

What about the man Terry? Who? Oh him. I don't know.

If you had to choose, how would you dress for tomorrow? Not sure,

I flip my high ponytail in the mirror.

Why did you do that? Asked girl Terri. Hair flip, do you like it? Yess. Good girl.

As I look in the mirror, talking to my fem-self, I begin to realize how happy she is. She really loves the clothes, styles, and fashion. Without thinking the girl in the mirror touches up her lipstick and mascara.

Did I just do that without thinking?

Just then, Mom and Becky jump in the car. Mom is on the phone.

Becky says Maple Street police sub-station, Terri, please. They buckle up and we head to the sub-station. I hear Mom say yes, that's right, Sunday afternoon at 2 pm. Yes, Thank you bye bye.

Okay, ladies, Mom addresses us. You have me until Sunday noon. I had to change my flight at the last minute. No thanks to Marla, that bitch. She's trying to get all the evidence and the IDs thrown out.

Terri, you have to make statements, and we have to double-check the chain of evidence. Marla claims we tampered with evidence. We have a hearing at 11 am.

Becky says, let's get moving. I want to put this bitch in her place. Becky picks up the Prepay I got her a while ago.

Jacob? Becky here, are you busy? Can you meet me at the Maple Street police Annex? Thank you.

I have a hearing today at 11 am, yes Marla. She's claiming we Tampered with evidence and trying to get all IDs thrown out. Carol and I could use your help. Thank you, Jacob. We arrive at the police station.

Jacob is waiting in the parking lot. We walk in. Detective Alan is at the sergeant's desk. Ladies follow me. We have been asked to run lineups. Brianna was there.

Brianna, you witnessed more than anyone. Can you tell us if you recognize anyone? If so where? Number 6, she was driving the SUV that tried cutting me off the day I reported to you.

Next line, please, said the detective. Again Brianna same drill. Number 5, he was in the Nissan Altima behind me and almost hit me the same day. Are you sure about that? Asked Marla.

Yes, thank you, Brianna. I'm not convinced said, Marla.

Are certain young lady? Marla asked flatly.

Yes, I am. Brianna said said sternly. I also have a dashcam video of that day.

Really? I'd like to see that. Said Marla

You will! Said Becky once it entered into evidence.

All evidence is in our care counselors said Alan. One more lineup. Next line, please. Terri same drill. Number one, the server room at the firm. 6 times in 3 days. All before I installed the key card locks.

How did you witness this? Asked Marla. Security camera for 5 of them and once myself when he walked out with a laptop.

Are you sure that's what you saw? Marla asked again with more agitation.

Yes, it's Jason Stapleton. I said hi, and he said hi back.

Marla's head bowed slightly, and she shook her head. I saw the smile on Mom and Aunt Becky's face. I think I'll be challenging the lineups as well said Marla. As you wish said Becky. See you at 11 am.

Marla walks out, joins her assistants, and leaves. Detective, did Marla get copies of the squad cars and traffic cam videos? Yes, I gave it to her and turned another over to the DA's office. Here's yours.

Jacob stays silent the whole time.

Detective can we have a minute, asked Carol.

Sure I'll be outside.

Thank you, detective.

Wow! Marla hasn't changed said Jacob.

People like her never do, said Becky.

You must be thrilled Becky said Jacob.

Why's that?

Jason ID'd in a lineup and prints on the surveillance gear in your server room. I'd say he's looking at 18 months if he's lucky, plus disbarment if he can't plead it down to a misdemeanor. Even then a suspension for a few years from practice.

Couldn't happen to a nicer guy said Carol.

I'd like to think so said Becky but Jason is a weasel. Weasels always sneak out of tight spots. With Marla, he might get lucky. We'll find out at 11 am.

Detective?

Yes, Ms Stapleton, can we get copies of the chain of evidence for everything?

Absolutely.

Is this everything the prosecutor has?

Yes Ma'am!

Thank you, Detective.

Rick and Keith walk up.

Morning Ladies they say.

How'd it go boys?

Pretty well. Rick says, we gave police copies of our vehicle cams and ID'd our perps. We just finished our statements.

You get copies asked Carol?

Here you go said Keith.

Thank you. Let's head back. We have a lot of work to do before 11 am.

Terri, can you ride with the boys? I need to speak with Becky and call your Aunt Bree.

Sure, Mom.

I climb in the Back of Bree's car. Keith drives.

Your Aunt Bree knows how to tune a car, Terri.! Keith said.

If you think this is fun you haven't seen anything yet. Her Camaro is her pride and joy.

Rick says Camaro? What kind?

69 SS/RS 350. It's perfect and very fast.

Really said, Rick? How fast?

11 seconds in a quarter mile at 127 mph fast.

Where is it? In Oxford, Michigan, with my grandpa. It sits next to Grandpa's 69 500 Shelby GT/KR. Grandpa won't admit it but Camaro is much faster.

That's a rare car!

Rarer than that, it's one of only 5 built with A/C and power windows, said Terri.

For a girl, Terri you know a lot about cars.

Aunt Bree is like an older sibling to me. She and Papa taught me a lot. Wait till you see mine said, Terri.

What do drive? asked Rick

A 2019 ZL-1 Camaro. Like I said, Bree's an idol of mine.

Where'd Bree learn the techie car stuff?

Google mostly Terri said.

The old-school stuff was in high school and college.

I know who's tuning up my next car said Keith.

Me too, said, Rick.

We laugh!

Well, you boys will get new cars soon, I'm sure. Terri said.

True, said Rick, my charger is headed for the junkyard.

My Impala is, too, said Keith. Keith says I am thinking Audi this time.

Hemi Charger, for me, says Rick. I'm a Charger guy all the way.

Keith says I like your outfit, Terri.

Thank you.

How are you and Alexis? Terri asked.

We are great. It looks like I might be around for a while.

That's great Keith.

How are things with Judy, Rick? Terri asked.

Happy, truth be told, I couldn't ask for a better relationship or a better woman. We are going to a little bed and breakfast up in Mill Valley this weekend.

I am very happy for you both.

Thanks, Terri. Said Rick.

How are you, Terri, asked Keith.

That's a great question said Rick.

You look great. It's just a change I didn't see coming, said Rick.

Now, don't get me wrong, Terri said Rick, I make no judgments, and your business is yours.

Having said that. It's our job to look after you girls.

To tell the truth, I'm confused. I never thought about any of this before meeting Sara. I tried this for her. Did this for her. Now, I am not sure where I stand. My Mom loves having a daughter.

Aunt Bree is so much happier than she's ever been. I am still trying to sort it out.

How do you feel physically, asked Rick?

Fine, I really love the clothes and fashions and my hair. I just feel like I'm doing something wrong, Am I?

Keith says sounds like you're trying to find happiness to me. Happiness leads everyone down different roads.

Thats right Terri, said Rick. Follow your heart. If anyone messes with you, you know who to call, right?

Mom?

No silly! Us! Rick and I we got your back. Just don't break the law!

We laugh.

That's your car? Asked Rick.

Yes, the Yellow one.

That is quite the machine. I have a top 20 lap record for street cars at Sears Point Raceway.

Really? Said Rick.

Yep. Guys, I gotta an appointment with Lisa.

Can you tell Mom and Aunt Becky I'll meet them at the courthouse?

Sure sweetheart, said Keith

I rev the engine a bit and chirp the tires a bit as pull out. I'm 20 minutes early to meet Aunt Lisa.

I check my lipstick and hair in the rearview mirror like it's second nature. As I ride up the elevator to her office, I check my outfit like it's instinct.

Smoothing my outfit out as I step off the elevator. I enjoy clicking heel noise on the floor as I make my way down the hall. My hips are swaying side to side.

OMG, I think to myself. I am walking like my Mom! Reflecting even more now as I approach Lisa's office. I keep thinking, why am I emulating my mother?

I walk in. There's no one here? No receptionist on patients!

Aunt Lisa? I announce.

Come in Terri. Would you like coffee or water? I'm fine thank you. Make yourself comfortable. I am glad you are early; it will give us a bit more time together.

To be honest, Aunt Lisa, I need every second of it.

Well, maybe we should start with what's on your mind now. Talk to me, Terri.

Well, things started last night. I went to bed after settling in at Aunt Becky's house. I went to get ready for bed. I put on my favorite concert shirt for bed. It felt scratchy.

So I swapped it out for a babydoll nighty. Satin felt so cool and smooth. I slept really well. I woke even more confused. Feeling guilty about dressing like this, looking like this.

I love the feeling of clothes, the makeup, and the way my hair feels when I flip it. I caught myself touching up my makeup like it was second nature. I never had any thoughts or desires like this before.

I'm terrified Aunt Lisa. What's happening to me?

You're exploring, Terri. Your feelings of enjoyment, excitement, and conflict all stem from social norms society engrains in us. Your sub-conscience is exploring this new road.

The other thing that bothers me, I did this to earn the right to date Sara. I called and texted her and got zero response. I am wondering now if I'm a fool who was pushed into this. I feel like I am going out of my mind.

Aunt Lisa, I feel like I am stuck between two worlds. I really thought Sara and I connected, I guess I was wrong.

She is a sissy slave Terri she may be in the process of being punished.

Can someone please find out? I need to know!

Let me make a quick call. Would mind stepping out for a minute?

Sure, thank you, Aunt Lisa.

I grab a bottle of water and pace the reception area. What the hell is happening to me. I can't help but think I was tricked by Sara and Alice. But why? The coven doesn't play games like this.
There's no way my Mom or Aunt Becky would ever do this. Gosh, I am so confused. My head spins, my legs wobble. I sit as I feel a panic attack coming on.

I sip water and try to control my breathing. I use the meditation techniques Aunt Bree taught me. I drop to my knees and smooth out my dress like it's second nature. My heart slows.

Terri, you alright, sweetheart. I feel her soft hand on my face.

I stand up.

Terri, I have good news. Alice was disiplining Sara. If you want to see her tonight you can pick her up at 7 pm.

Really?

Yes, Terri.

I instantly start feeling better. I started feeling like someone had turned the light on inside me.

Wow, Terri!

What? I asked.

You really are in love with Sara! Yes, Aunt Lisa, I am. Well, I should tell you then that Sara has been in similar turmoil, too.

Really! I said.

Yes, Honey. Alice cut her off to see how she'd react to it. Sara had a very similar reaction. She lost her bubbly personality and started questioning her status and life decisions, the same as you.

Sara said and I am quoting Alice you filled her soul. Aunt Lisa lays me on the Freud couch, and as I begin to relax, my tears flow. My heart and mind are open. I talked about all recent events, including Last Sunday's events; she focused on my feelings about sex and bondage. We talked about how Judy made me up. Our recent shopping trip. We talked about my new piercings and my childhood. Strangely enough, I don't remember when I stopped crying, but soon I felt my focus return.

It's 10:20, Terri. You have court. Lisa said.

Shit! You're right, Aunt Lisa. I gotta go.

Come here sweetie, can't go looking like that!

She leads me to her private bathroom. My hands still shaking. I got you she says. Aunt Lisa fixes my makeup adding a bit more Eyeliner, giving me a winged cat eye look. There, perfect. See you Saturday, Terribear!

I walk out clicking my heels on the tiled floor with a new sense of pride. I feel like I'm glowing. As I sit in the car butt first. I smooth out my skirt and swing my legs in. As I head to the courthouse I see local news vans and a Court TV van. I head to the back and strut in the rear entrance. 10 minutes to spare as I meet Mom and Aunt Becky outside the courtroom.

Becky starts, Terri this is an evidence hearing. Present your evidence and tell the truth. Do not say a word to the press. Said Becky.

Yes Ma'am.

You got this Terri said, Mom.

I do, I'll make you proud! I said.

You always have Terribear, said Mom.

Same here said Becky.

Terri, how are you feeling? Asked Mom.

Better! Lisa and I talked for over 90 minutes. And guess what?

What honey? Asked mom.

Sara and are meeting up tonight!

That's great sweetheart.

Keith and Rick walk up. As they sit down. A mob of reporters come charging in led by Marla and Mrs Preston.

It's rumbling of questions by reporters and Marla barking no comment. All of a sudden, a dozen court officers and bailiffs show up, stopping the reporters just shy of the courtroom. Mrs Preston and Marla march right past like they own the joint.

Becky, Carol! Said Marla.

Hello Marla. They said together coldly.

Becky, Carol, my Client, has an offer she'd like to present to your Client.

We're listening!

50% of all assets and all his cars, toys, and any other property in his name previous to the marriage, a gag order, and no filing of criminal charges.

Hmmm says Becky I have to run it by my client. Carol and Becky walk around the corner. Not 2 minutes later they come back with Mr. Preston.
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