Meeting My Mistress Chapter 10

Once tattooed she will be able to earn her way into Mistress training and SRS if she desires it. Becky thought to herself.

Becky?

Yes, Lisa?

Take us to the Mall off the highway. Nordstrom has a sale going, and their seamstress is on duty today

You got it, Lisa.

Becky?

Yes?

Please share your thoughts on this. Lisa asks.

I look back there are two sedans following us. I watch the dashcam footage from my phone. They're pretty good; I am impressed. If I didn't know better, I'd say cops or ex-cops.

Mistress Becky explains why she wants a Baby. Her reasons for her choices again. She also explains that the Coven will want more than one daughter. She also explains that the coven may soon require an Alpha male as well maybe 2 or more.

The Coven will always be Matriarchy. Even so, men will be needed to maintain it. Good bloodlines are needed just like horses. Ian will get a child or 2. It may or may not be with Mistress Becky. But it will happen.

Ian looked relieved at this and then looked at Mistress Lisa. Lisa nodded confirming her statements. Just as she finishes her statement we exit the freeway. Nordstrom and Macy's are in sight. Goody, I think to myself. I gosh I hope we can go to Fredrick's of Hollywood and Victoria's Secret too.

We stopped at the valet parking lot and entered the mall. Mistress Lisa hands the valet a 50 and says keep a close eye on it. The valet smiles and says Yes, Ma'am of course. The gears start spinning in my head. Valet Names? Brian and Steve. I note the names, the dates, and the mall.

We walk into the mall. It's a high-end mall. The first store is Fredrick's of Hollywood! Mistress Rebecca sees my face and says okay. But not too long.

Yes, Ms Rebecca (we're in public). I grabbed Ian's hand like he was my boyfriend, dragging him in. I want everything... lol, but I settled on 4 teddies: red, purple, hot pink, and bright yellow. The sales girl says they have matching stay-up stockings, too. Do you have red mules? Size 11?

Yes, Miss, I'll grab them.

I buy them as well. I am flush with cash. I haven't shopped or hardly spent a dollar since I arrived in San Francisco. 15 minutes and on our way to Nordstrom's.

Do you like the teddies? I asked Ian.

Yes, but I love you more.

The Mistresses hear that; we hear awwww, so sweet, you two. We all giggle.

Ian holds my hand the whole time. All the women are rubbernecking checking him out. All I can do is smile. We get to Nordstrom's and split up.

Mistress Becky takes Ian's hand and leads him to the men's department. Lisa takes my hand and leads me to Women's Fashions.

Bree are you wearing a gun?

Yes, Ms Lisa

Why?

Ms. Lisa let's get some clothes and we can talk in the dressing room.

The store was quiet that Sunday afternoon. We grabbed some skirts, suits, and a double-breasted coat dress all DKNY. I love Donna Karan's fashion. We take the big dressing room and close the door. Okay, Mistress, here it is. Mistress Becky is under surveillance.

What? Lisa exclaimed.

Calm down, please? It's Okay.

Okay? Lisa said.

Let me explain. Her big divorce case. We think that's the reason.

It has to be. The Coven doesn't commit crimes.

I know Mistress. Ian and I wore them so we could get our clothes to fit without them being obvious. Please help me. Of course honey. Mistress Lisa runs out and gets a tape measure. She measures me up.

She comes back with 3 pencil skirt suits, a pinkish gray, Hot pink, baby blue, black, and a forest green. I tried them all on size 8, which is perfect except for the jackets. Mistress grabs size 10. They are sold as sets. We had to buy all 8. Mistress, I can't afford 8 designer suits. Don't worry, the Coven is covering this trip.

We also got 3 coat dresses: black, purple(my favorite color), pink, and dark gray. After that, we went to the shoe department. We scored for every color. All 4 and 5-inch heels with hidden platforms. All were Louis Vuitton, Tom Ford, or Christian Dior. Then to the lingerie department. She selected me an armload of your camisoles, chemises, and some more bras. Some with matching panties.

We had so many items we ended up with two sales girls helping us. Stockings and two corsets. Mistress Lisa whipped out the Coven credit card. It was over 3 thousand dollars at checkout. We went to the car. With two sales girls in tow.

The Valet, Brian, showed us to the car. I asked have you noticed any cars cruise the valet lot? He said two cars tried to but we ran them off. He described them. I told him if he and his friends could get a picture with plate numbers without being noticed, there would be another 50 in it. He said He and Steve were at the end of their shift.

I said if they each stick around until we are done keeping an eye on things, there's another 100 in it for each of them. Just don't get caught taking pictures. Yes, Bree, Brian said. Steve smiled and nodded. We go back in and head to the men's department. There's my hero in a dark gray pinstripe suit. He looks very dreamy.

Two sales girls were helping them. Mistress Becky was standing there making selections keeping the girls from stealing our man. The girls were giggling, flirting, moving professionally but a bit too seductively for my taste. I looked at Mistress Lisa. She says go plant one on him, honey. Show the girls who he belongs to.

Really Ms Lisa?

This is what women do sweetie. You want to be a woman, be a woman. Go get your man. I put purpose in my strut. I walked over in front of him, making sure the girls saw me. I said, Ian, baby, you look great. I kiss him deeply and grab his ass and he grasps my waist tightly. My back arched, my back posed demurely. Mmmm, I moan quietly in a way, but so the girls hear it.

Mistress Lisa and Becky are standing side by side. As we release our embrace I look at them. They are smiling proudly. Ian's has that look of both pleasure and surprise. I give him the look of your mine. He smiles and continues his jacket fitting.

Fortunately, Tom Ford sells to NFL and NBA players, and they have a complete collection of big and tall. I think to myself if they only knew how big he really is. (I giggle to myself). The Mistress notices the gesture.

What so funny, Bree,? They ask.
I point out a big and tall sign. I say if they only knew how big and tall he is! I smile.

We all giggle softly. Ian notices and we give him a cutesy wave. We are soon done and the sales girls take his things to Lisa's car. I go with him. Brian escorts us to the car and opens it. I asked about the cars, and he said they had come back. He got pictures, did they see you? No, they were acting lost.

Brian gave them directions to the other lots. We took pictures of both faces and cars and plates. They texted them to me. I gave him my pre‐pay number. How many of you are working? We had two, there is a shift of three now on the clock. When you see us, come out, gather your guys, and come see us. Great work.

Ian and I walk back in. Meet the Mistresses for a drink at Plant Hollywood in the bar. We have a corner booth. I explained what the Valets reported to me earlier. Steve and Brian are waiting for us. The 3 other valets helped them get pictures. They got faces, too. They did great work. Mistress Becky says how much? 100 each of the 5 and Steve gets an additional 50 as Brian's partner. 600 to park a car.

That's an expensive parking day. True, my ladies, but the intel we gathered is invaluable. Bree, you are clever. It wasn't all me. Mistress Lisa helped. She gave the first 50. I just capitalized on it. How do you know all this Ian asks. You all know I served in the Military. What branch Bree? Ian asks. Air Force. I was in a mobile unit.

We were deployed more than once in Central and South America. Panama, Columbia, Peru, Equator, and Venezuela. I was given special ops and intel training. It didn't hurt that I was raised in Detroit. I learned quickly that minimum wage workers are the best sources for intel. Most pros, like the ones that are watching us, won't think to look at them as a threat.

Speaking of that, we should check with the groundskeeper and maids about that.

How? Without them knowing? Becky asked.

I will wash their vehicles and sweep the property early and after they leave. Ian, when is your friend coming again?

Monday night.

Is he flying in?

No, he's driving.

We need him to get to the house without being seen. Have him park at the salon and take an Uber to the office, and he can ride with us home. One of the girls can drop his car at the firm a couple days later.

Does he know what he's being hired for?

Yes, Ms Becky.

Security and surveillance.

Good did you tell him who or why?

No, I just told him you were a big-shot attorney who needed extra security, and you pay well.

Ms Becky, I trust him; you can too. When we were boys, I was jumped into a mall bathroom by 4 guys. I was a good fighter, but four-on-one was too much for a 12-year-old boy.

Keith came in and started kicking ass. He saved my ass that day. We have been friends since. He taught me to fight, football, and wrestle. Keith is an MMA fighter and former Recon Marine. He's smart too.

What rank was he Ian?

Captain, he was a team leader. Silver star and purple heart in Iraq.

He got out after 10 years with a full retirement and disability petition. He was wounded with a broken femur, dislocated shoulder, 5 broken ribs, and a punctured lung. He spent 18 months recovering in a hospital.

He saved his entire team. The Marines wouldn't let him back in the field. They offered retirement, and he took it.

Is he capable? Yes, he's 100٪ now. He fought professionally in MMA for a while. But now he teaches MMA part-time and is an assistant high school wrestling coach. He's also a great marksman.

Is he Handsome? Lisa asks.

Yes, he's a very handsome Mistress. Ian pulls out his regular phone and shows a picture. Keith has dark auburn hair and almost no neck. He wears captain bars in camouflage.

Lisa licks her lips. Maybe I can help him with his PTSD?

Ian smiles; I am sure you will all want him on a couch.

We all laugh.

Did you mention how much? Becky asked.

No, and he didn't ask either. Money is your department, Ms. Becky.

Let's talk to him tomorrow. Bree you need to remember your household duties will not change. Except for more training with Mistress Alexis. Your beauty school training and coming out party is also on hold.

Yes, Ms Becky.

From now on, you are beside me from morning till night, Bree.

Yes ma'am.

Buzz, my pre‐pay receives a text.

Ms Becky, I have to go to Reno on Wednesday.

Why? Remember the equipment I told you we needed?

Yes.

It's ready. Pick up Wednesday. I wanted to pay in cash and out of state in case they are tracking the credit cards.

They aren't the government, how can they do that? If this woman is half as powerful as you say. They're already tracking them. It will take them at least a week to 10 days to figure out you canceled your cards. Mistress Becky says that by that time, the second deposition will have taken place. We only need to keep them in the dark until the divorce is finalized and a settlement can be reached.

I know she's using all her influence to keep it out of the press and courts. Her judge has the tightest gag order I have ever seen. Becky adds, if I didn't know better, I swear he was colluding with her, but I can't prove it.

Can Jacob's firm help? I asked.

I hope so, Bree because if they are watching us like they are, they'll be watching him too.

Our relationship with Jacob isn't a big secret, but it's not well known either. We haven't done business with his firm in almost a year. That's good to hear. Becky, we'll have a Coven meeting soon. Maybe at Channel's spa, We gather there together all the time. It's never the same day or time. Well, set it up for Friday at noon. We'll have lunch there too.

Mistress Becky?

Yes, Bree?

Can we hit VS and Macy's?

Sure Honey, what are you looking for? I need some new sneakers, boots, a couple of leather outfits, and some smaller panties. Mine are getting loose.

Mistress Alexis is a great trainer, isn't she?

Yes, Mistress, she is.

I'll say, Ian interjects!

Something you want to share, Ian? Lisa said.

Ian and I blush. Well, Ian?

Ms Lisa, Bree, and I spent the entire night last night together.

Really? How was she?

Fantastic Ms Lisa.

Who's bed? Mine to start then we ended up in her bed all night.

Becky?

It was Bree's idea. Ian was down in the dumps when I announced my request to them both.

Bree already knew but waited to talk with me being swamped at work. Ian was hit hard by it, weren't you honey?

Yes, Ms Becky, I was. Bree comforted me and talked to me. We made love for half the night. She was a very generous and receptive lover. She may be submissive but I was her servant for most of the night.

She responded to my every desire and controlled me all night. How many orgasms did you have, Ian?

5, maybe 6. I stopped counting to catch my breath!

We all laughed. I bought the drinks and appetizers, tipped $20, and was on our way. I didn't really want to leave the mall. It was quiet, and I had not been out hardly since I stepped off the plane.

I mean, I've been to the salon for more maintenance and Mistress Channel's spa. This was my first real outing and I was enjoying it. In VS there was a panty sale. I went a little nutty. 12 pairs of panties and 6 bras including 2 T-shirt bras and another sports bra.

At Macy's, I spotted them again. The guys from the cars. They are following us, Using reflections. Smart guys, very smart. I have seen this many times, especially in Lima, Peru. Cartel spies love using reflections to tail people.

There is a very pretty black and latina girl selling body jewelry in a cart outside of Macy's. I spot 4 of them: two men and two women. They act like two couples, but I can tell. The girls at the kiosk start hitting on Ian. Perfect opportunity to get close. The girls are flirting with him, very hard.

I put some sway in my hips, strut up to him, and plant a big kiss on him. I whisper to him, take pictures of me and our company.

Company?

I kiss him again kicking my left leg behind me. Two couples not holding hands with sunglasses. Again I kiss him. One by Sunglass Hut and the other by Spenser's. Do it while I try on earrings, be casual. I love you, Ian; I love you too, Bree.

I ask the girls about the jewelry. They are a bit disappointed, but they are helpful. They help me with the jewelry Ian gets at least a dozen pictures. I spent $150 on a nice 4-tier hoop earring set, some new dangles, and a 3-dangle belly button stud. The Mistress's are in the real jewelry store cruising the cases.

When we are finished Mistress Becky waves us over. Bree darling you need rings, plus these! My mouth drops! It's a four-tier set of earrings, of sapphire studs and matching dangles in a teardrop shape, and is at least 2" long. The large studs and dangles have the same size stones they must be at least 2 karats each.

Mistress, this is too much! I say quietly. Nonsense Bree. I cannot begin to tell you how happy you make me.

I can't! I protest softly.

My decisions are final, Remember?

Yes, Ms Becky, I say. Good,

let's put them on. We have to size you up?

Give the nice lady your hands. The saleswoman, Sabrina, sizes me up and brings out the rings Mistress Becky and Lisa picked out.

There's a multi-stone Sapphire ring, a diamond cocktail ring, and a single Diamond ring with an attached gold band. None fit except the pink stoned pinky ring. Sabrina notes the sizes for each finger on each hand, then double-checks everything with my Mistress's. Ms Stapleton, they will be ready Tuesday afternoon.

Shall I send them to the office, or will you have them picked up? Sabrina, this is Ian, my driver and courier. He will pick them.

Shall I bill your account?

Yes, Sabrina, thank you.

Anything else? Yes,

Bree needs a couple of watches and silver and gold bangle sets.

Right over Ms Stapleton. Ian takes more pictures of me. (With our so-called company).

They size up my watches in the store. Once done, it's Macy's time. Ian videos the Mistress, and I arm and arm. I am beaming from all the attention. All the while getting a video of our tail. I find a white and pink leather skirt jacket, skirt and top sets. I found the last pair of boots to match, thank gosh.

I bought 2 pairs of ankle boots, gray and black leather, with wide 4" heels.

I hear a Hold the Phone from Ms Lisa,

Becky! She says. We all stop.

I turn, oh my Gawd I say.

Bree, you have to try it on. It's a full-length Sapphire cocktail dress with gold accents and trim.

But Ms Becky, that's too much!

Bree.... darling, what did I say?

Yes, Ms Becky, I whisper with a thank you,u, my goddess. She air kisses me. I tried it on, it's tight.

Ms Becky, it's too small. Yes, Bree, for now, but you'll be a size 6 soon. If not you'll spend the week with Ms Alexis and Sabine. Yes, Ms Becky. We found matching shoes too.

We head back to the Valet parking lot. Brian had to leave, but Steve was there. He was a little more relaxed. I talked with Steve as he escorted us to the SUV. I act a bit flirty, and he smiles. Steve reports they parked outside the valet area. He texted my pre-pay more pictures. He got some good face shots. I shake his hand Steves' hand limply with a wad of cash. Remember us I say. Take care of your team.

There's an extra hundred for Brian too. Make sure he gets it. I will Bree. Thank you, Ladies.

Thank you sir they say.

Anything you need next time drop mine or Brian's name.

Thanks, Stevie, I say and kiss his cheek. He smiles shyly. So young and sweet he is

Ian drives us back to Becky's house. We all help unload the car. Back inside the house, Ian carries our clothes upstairs. Mine first lay everything on my bed. Lisa and Becky start organizing my closet. I start on my dresser with all my unmentionables. Ian disappears to his room. I notice It's after 3 pm.

We need to start dinner, Carol will be here soon. I finished the dresser. Lisa and Becky are still in my closet organizing all my clothes.

Mistress Becky?

Yes, Bree, it is after 3. If you don't mind I'd like to help Ian start dinner. Yes, Bree, good idea. Carol will be here soon. I walk into his room.

Hey hero.

Hey, baby girl.

Let's get dinner started, I said.

I am on my way.

Bree, can you pull out the tenderloins and wrap them in bacon?

I sure can. Ian pulled out two bottles of cabernet from the wine cellar and put them in the fridge. I do as he asks then get my laptop out and start collecting all the pictures from my phone and today's dash cam.

It takes about 20 minutes to chronologically organize it all. I walk into the secure office, make 2 flash drives of the information, and print my notes and stills of all the videos. Another 15 minutes later I lock up the office and walk to the kitchen. Ian and the Mistresses are there drinking Iced tea watching Ian prepare dinner.

There she is Lisa says.

Yes, Mistress.

Where did you disappear to?

The Office Mistress. Take a look. I hand them the folder. Lisa and Becky's mouth drop.

Where... how?? With extreme caution Mistress. I had Ian take them the others are from the Valet and the home security system. Meet your surveillance team.

Bree, Ian this is good work.

Thank you, Mistress.

Whoever hired them is paying big bucks. Their pros. There can't be too many places where locals like them have highly trained personnel like this. I know of less than half a dozen law firms/PI firms local with those resources said Becky.

See this tall guy? He's well-trained. Probably the leader of the team.

Are you sure Bree? That could be anyone. Becky asked.

I cross-referenced the house, dashcams, and the mall pictures and Videos. In 3 of the 4, he shows up at different times in different systems.

Carols is going to have a field day. Do you ladies remember Andrew? I asked.

Yes. Wasn't he that beautiful corn-fed blue-eyed boy football player Carol dated back in college?

That's him. He's FBI now. Carol and he are still friends. Andrew hates spouse abusers. Hopefully, with this, we can ID them. I said.

Becky adds if we can prove wire fraud on whoever is listening and connect to who hired them, that's a federal case.

Terry will be here in a couple days. With any luck, he may be able to ping the source location or get an IP address. In the meantime, we should keep the pre‐pays on the down low. Use our regular phone for just obvious everyday social calls and movements.

Ian? Yes, Mistress. Starting tomorrow, after you take me to the office, you will act as a courier and deliver Phones to Jacob and Susan Frost. Make sure no one else knows.

Bree, can you add extra cameras to the firm parking lot?

Yes, it can be done discretely while changing light bulbs. I will add them to the list. I'll have to go to Reno to pick everything up.

No, Bree as my assistant, you need to be nearby. We can send Ian or Keith to pick everything up.

Yes, Mistress.

I return to the Kitchen to help Ian. I am quiet while helping Ian. He notices. Baby girl?

Yes, Ian?

Penny for your thoughts?

I am just in deep thought about things. Care to talk about it?

Thanks, Ian, but not at the moment. This is one thing I will have to organize myself. I will say this hero! I had a lot of fun today, especially with you!

I have to admit I was starting to get jealous of you flirting with those girls at the jewelry mall cart.

Really Bree?

Yes Really!

Well, you handled yourself like Jane Bond, Bree!

Do you think so?

Of course!

It was a bit intimidating, to be honest. We are smiling talking, giggling, and working on Dinner. My phone buzzes. Its Carol.

Hi Carol, Hey Bree. I am on my way. I hope you haven't eaten? No, we haven't.

Good.

Ian's making us bacon-wrapped tenderloins and spinach salad.

Bree!!!!!! That is my favorite dinner dish. We know. We have been busy. I can't wait to see you.

Me too Bree.