Meeting My Mistress Chapter 8

I waited until the weekend to talk to Mistress Becky. The test came back I am still very potent. I have been going through the motions for the last few days. Mistress Alexis and I have been talking as much as we are working, as much as we are talking about the request. Mistress Becky has been working so late the last couple of nights the only time I see her is in the morning when I provide my alarm service and breakfast. We haven't talked much this past week. I think she's waiting to talk to me about what I call "The Request".

My Mistress requested an 8 am wake-up. She got home late after 11 pm. I woke at 6:30 am. At 7:55 am I quietly entered her room. She was mumbling and stirring in bed. I slip under the sheets and begin my duties. She responds immediately, and her hands grasp my head, and I begin taking command of her body with my split tongue. She's climbing faster to orgasm every morning. I keep her on this wave longer this time. I am learning to control her and myself more every day.

This is the one time I am in command of my Mistress. I relish this time. Being able to control a dominant like Mistress Becky is a privilege, even if it's in service to her. After 7 or 8 orgasms, she's out of breath, begging me to stop. I finish her off and clean her up. She pulls me up for her lips kiss. We French kiss passionately.

Oh, Bree, that felt wonderful.

You're welcome, my goddess.

Mistress, can we talk?

Yes, Bree, of course.

Mistress, I was talking with Mistress Channel. I mentioned Orchiteomy and Mistress Channel explained that you want a baby. I would have mentioned things earlier but you've been so busy. Right now I am more concerned about you. You were mumbling when I came in. Is everything okay?

Bree, I am very busy with work, and at my deposition yesterday, I was blindsided by the defense attorney. They seem to know my entire approach.

What, How?

I don't know but they knew everything.

Mistress, I want to help.

Not sure you can.

Please let me. I work for you don't I ? Do you trust me?

Yes, Bree.

Is your office open today?

No. Will anyone be there today?

No. Becky says.

Good. Mistress, did the movers ever deliver my personal items from my home?

Yes, Bree there in the garage. Good, please allow me to help.

What do you have in mind?

An investigation of your network and a few other things? Does Ian have a conceal-and-carry permit?

Yes. She says.

With your permission allow me to look at things and get Ian ready.

Do it Bree.

I'll be ready in an Hour.

I hustle to the garage to get my computer tools and Glock 40. I tell Ian to get a suit and his sidearm and Mistress's car ready. I check the surveillance cameras and find a mini-van waiting outside with a small sedan parked behind it. Interesting, where there are two, there's always more, much like roaches.

I have an idea: rather than shake their tail; well, let them tail us for now. We are dressed in office attire: Mistress in a smart black pantsuit, Ian in a gray pinstripe 3-button breast suit with his kevlar vest under it. My Glock is in a shoulder holster under my suit jacket.

Bree do you have a permit? Asked Ian.

Yes, I have a federal permit. Ian carries my duffle.

As we leave the house the sedan follows. We make a few stops shopping and a drink at a tavern. Then stop by the office. The car follows the whole time. I recorded the tail the entire trip with a dash cam. I don't tell Mistress or Ian. Before walking into the office, I ask the Mistress. I need your computer password and access to the server closet.

We walked into the office acting like it was a short visit. She hands me the keys. Ian stays with Becky. I put my finger to my lips to stay quiet. Is the office locked down?

Yes, Bree, Becky said.

I enter the server room; upon a quick inspection, I find the rouge access point and inspect it. I take pictures and hook in a packet sniffer. As I begin to leave I find a tap on the switch panel. Clever, I think to myself. The building is wired with fiber optic cables, very hard to tap, especially from the outside. It's also wired up to listen to cellular phones. I take more pictures and document everything I find. I set up another access point on a separate switch. I set it to save all Rogue access data to my private secure server. This will monitor things without detection. 40 minutes I am done.

I go upstairs and sweep the office for bugs. I Checked Becky's office, the conference rooms, and all the partner offices are bugged. I put my finger on my lips to stay quiet.

Miss Stapleton, did you find everything?

Yes, Ms Bree, thank you.

How's the printer's image? It's perfect, thank you.

Ian? Grab my things, and let's go, guys. Let's get some lunch and go home, shall we?

Yes, Ms Stapleton, Ian, and I say in sync. We smile and chat and laugh as we leave. The sedan is parked off in the distance. I casually take a video of it. We drive off the sedan, and they follow us to lunch. They continue to follow until they realize we are headed home.

Once home, I sweep the house; it's clean. I sweep the secure office, they are clean. We have a casual talk at home. My Mistress and I go into the secure office.

Bree, what's going on?

Mistress your firm is bugged! The Network, Phones, and Wi-Fi are all being monitored. With your permission, Mistress, I'd purchase some equipment.

What do we need? Some cheap cell phones, a couple laptops, and some crypto gear.

What I have in mind is going to cost a bit of money. Mistress, this is a huge ask, but I am requesting you hire me and Carol's son, Terry, to beef up your security.

Anything else, yes, but it can wait. We cannot change our routines. Everything needs to appear normal. I know I may be talking out of turn. But this is something I am good at. Mistress, again, I apologize for my forwardness, but your office has had a serious breach of security.

Mistress, can you access all accounts from here?

Yes, Bree, I can be good. I want you to change every password on every account you have, including Amazon. Send Ian to the store for anything we have to have. Withdrawal the max for your card in cash. Then I want you to call for replacement cards with new numbers. Do not refer to any of this on the phone or outside the house. Have Ian pick up a pre-paid phone so you can cancel the cards on it. Do not call anyone on the prepay except the card companies.

Call the bank on the prepay Monday and have Ian take you to work and drive you.

What about you, Bree, alone in the house?

I'll be fine. With Your permission, Mistress, I would like to call Carol today and ask about Terry helping us out. Last I checked he was free-lancing his skills. Yes, Bree, please do. Buy him a ticket and fly him out here.

My phone should still be clean. I have never called The Law firm or Mistress Becky's phone. I call Carol on her house phone and ask if Terry, my nephew, is busy. Carol says he's just finished work on a CPA firm's Network.

Terry, my nephew, is a Network security specialist. His skills far exceed my own. At 21 yo he holds a bachelor's degree in Network engineering and security from Notre Dame. He's also a hacker of sorts. A "whitehat" he contracts with businesses hacking their systems to find weaknesses. He works from word of mouth. 5' 9" 155lbs with scruffy long hair and earrings in each ear. He looks like a member of a grunge band. His older brother Caleb is 24 years old and an attorney like his mother, only he's 6'6" and 230 lbs. Caleb was a national champion wrestler at Notre Dame. Both are good boys.

Carol, have Terry call me. I need to talk to him. Perhaps fly him out here. Becky and I need his help.

Is everything Okay, she asks.

Yes, it's all fine. We'll put him up at the Fairmont Hotel. Terry will want to drive up. He just bought a ZL1 Camaro.

Wow very cool. I wish I had my 69 SS with me. I know Bree, but it's safe with Dad.

I know Carol, but it's the one treasure I miss from my past.

I'll have him call you when he gets home. But it might be tomorrow, he's out with friends. Thanks, Carol I love you. I love you too Bree, stay happy honey. I will Carol you too.

I hung up the phone and opened my Laptop. Connect to my VPN (virtual private network). I started researching network security for the first time in months. I am rusty, but it's all coming back fast.

Bree!!!!!

I hear Mistress call loudly from the kitchen. I sign out, shut down, and hustle to the Kitchen.

Yes, Mistress?

She points to the security feeds.

What's that?

Surveillance Mistress.

Police?

No Mistress. If I had to guess I'd say Private investigators. It got to my divorce case!

That would be my guess. Mistress I request you put me on the law firm's payroll starting tomorrow, along with Ian. Contract Terry as a consultant to help. You might consider putting Ian on as your bodyguard and driver.

Bree, what don't I know?

I will break it down tomorrow night when I have more information. For now, don't change any routines, meetings, or schedules. Any deviation will tip them. Ian is buying up several prepaid phones right now. Stay social on your phones. If you talk business only talk with disinformation. If you don't want them to know it don't say it. We may also need a safe house, Mistress, off the grid, not in your name.

When was the last time you talked to Jacob?

Not in months Bree.

Good, he may still be clean. We'll need to get him a phone, too. When you talk to him, give him a prepay with your number in it. Have Jacob sweep his offices too.

Bree, aren't you being paranoid?

No Mistress I am not. Judging by what I saw, I'd say they haven't been at it too long, about 4 to 6 weeks maybe judging by the dust on the equipment. This has to be connected to your divorce case Mistress.

Who is this woman, Mistress?

She's a state senator, she's old money, a gold mine fortune. She's an Alpha female. She's dirty, powerful, and hooked everywhere. This isn't the first or even the tenth time she's beaten or raped her husband. He's been in the hospital at least 20 times. This last one was bad. When he was admitted to the hospital this last time, he had a hairline skull fracture, a punctured lung, and a dislocated shoulder. Forensics and Doctors say it was her and at least one other person did it. They found the blood of two different people on him and the wife's hair and skin under his fingernails.

Mistress, I know this is a foolish question, but I have to ask. Do you have backups of the evidence reports?

Yes, Bree.

How many? Are they secured in different places?

Yes, Two places. Do you know anyone in the police, internal affairs, or FBI? I know the DA, Chief of Police, and Lieutenant in Internal Affairs. I represented each of them in divorce cases.

Mistress, I apologize for being so commanding and forward, but this is no ordinary divorce case. No, Bree, it isn't. The police have an active criminal assault case, bordering on attempted murder. She's in a position to weasel out of it if any mistake is made. While the evidence is material and physical, it's not airtight. So far everything in this case is sealed by a judge friend of hers, a judge she had a hand in getting appointed.

Mistress, we need to exercise an extreme OPSEC and COMSEC from here on out. What do you mean Bree? Operation security, everything to look as day-to-day normal, usual routines no deviations. COMSEC,(communication security)be careful of every conversation at the firm, on the phones, and outside. Feed them false information from time to time. Nothing big just little things to steer them the way you want.

Ian! Becky, called him.

Yes, Mistress?

Can you prepare Chicken Caesar salads tonight? Of course Mistress. Carol flies in on Sunday. Let's have the tenderloins on Sunday night; Carol loves it. Ian, are you going to the gun range tomorrow?

Yes, Mistress, and every Thursday.

Tomorrow we will leave a bit early. Take Bree. Sign her up, take her to the gun shop, and get her outfitted, a new gun, ammo, the works.

Yes, Mistress.

Bree, I want you to sweep the cars daily and starting Monday you will be my new assistant. We will make it look like a legitimate position for a second assistant.

So I guess beauty school is canceled, Mistress?

Yes, Bree, from now on, you are my new communication liaison.

Monday, Ian, you will be my driver to and from work. Ian, do you have any friends that need work? Some you can trust like I do you?

Yes, Mistress. I will call him.

We need to get him to the house discreetly, Mistress I said.

It Won't be a problem Ian said.

How long have you known him? Since middle school, we played football together all through school and in college. He just got out of the Marines. He hasn't found a steady job yet.

What did he do in the Marines?

Recon Mistress. Can he be at the house tomorrow night?

I will see Mistress.

I would like to see him here at the house before Friday night.

Yes, Mistress.

Bree, I want this house prepped and ready for Carol and Ian's friend. Ian, when you go shopping, get extra food, supplies, anything we need. Make sure your friend has everything he wants. Make sure he has his gun and permit. If no permit help get him a conceal-and-carry. If you need help, let me know.

Yes, Mistress.

Bree double-checked the house for anything we may need: hair, makeup, and cleaning supplies.

Bree?

Mistress waves me into the secure offices. Bree, I want you to go into town on Monday to buy six new laptops and anything else you think we'll need to secure the home network. Bree, not a word to anyone.

Of course Mistress.

Bree, Do you have any secretarial experience?

No Mistress.

Well, sweetie, you're about to get a lot. You'll be my new assistant. I open doors, get and hold my purse, and answer my phones. Plus, you are my new IT investigator. I will still expect your morning wakeup services,

Yes, Mistress!

Mistress?

Yes, Bree?

Is Terry aware of my changes?

I forgot to ask Carol. I really don't know. We were kinda waiting for the coming out party in a couple of weeks. Why..... oh, I see what you mean. Exactly! I will call her. Please Don't.

She'll be here Sunday night and Terry said he was driving and won't be here until Wednesday next week. The good news is he has no jobs, so he can stay as long as we need him.

Bree, can we wait that long? Yes, Mistress,, we should be fine. I should have a good baseline of things by then. Mistress, with your permission, I will be wearing my Glock anytime I am outside the house,, especially with you. Yes, Bree, good idea.

I will start wearing a mini Sig.

Good idea Mistress.

I guess the party is canceled too?

I'm sorry Bree.

Don't be Mistress this is far more important.

Mistress who would have access to the server room besides you?

Half a dozen partners, our old IT guy Jeffrey. Becky answered.

Do you have a P.I. on staff?

Yes.

Does he have access?

No.

Good. Let's have him check to see if the lock was picked on the door. With Terry's help, we should be able to trace the IP addresses. With any luck, we can find out who's listening. After that, we need a law enforcement official we can trust. If this is because of the Divorce case this could get very deep, very fast.

Bree, She's got very deep pockets and hooks everywhere.

Mistress, when's the next deposition?

3 weeks away. By then the husband should be out of the hospital. She did a real number on him. Once you sign an NDA as a firm's employee, I'll explain everything.

Mistress, this is only the beginning. Might I suggest quietly adding a few more cameras on the property and at the firm? I could set up an independent system. It's a secure wireless system with multiple cameras and its own network separate from the firm or the house. It's a bit expensive, but it's solid. As in NSA-graded software secure.

Do it!

Yes, Mistress.

Take my card and buy what you need. Mistress, I think it would be best to buy it out of state and in cash.

How much money? Her frown deepens.

20 to 30 thousand dollars. That's everything. Equipment wise. I will know more when Terry arrives.

Bree?

Yes, Mistress?

Great work sweetheart.

I love you, Mistress.

I love you too Bree.

I smile as wide as I am able. The last time I heard that kind of I love you was my youngest daughter Maria. I start to tear up. She was 12 years old. She still called me daddy. She would let me tickle and cuddle with her. A child-like love that could melt away your adult stresses with a simple hug and a laugh that warms the coldest hearts. I loved all my daughters but she and I were very close. So much so that it angered my wife sometimes.

When she was born, I was working the 2nd shift and would take care of her. We had lots of time together. She always trusted me. I ran to my room and I started sobbing in my pillow.

Ian walks in; Bree, sweetie, you okay?

I, I, I am okay I stutter. Ian slips behind me and embraces me.

Honey? He strokes my hair, talks to me, and says, let it out, baby girl.

I, I can't help it. Ian I, I am sorry. It's just that I really miss my girls. I know they're gone; I know it's not my fault, but it's so hard not to feel guilty.

Mistress, Carol, you, the Coven are all here for me in a way I never dreamed possible. I am living a dream. I never thought this could happen, but here I am. Oh, Ian, just hold me.

He squeezed me a little bit more. I let loose the floodgates and balled my eyes out. After a good 20 minutes of Ian's embrace and my water works Mistress makes her way to my room.

Bree? Ian? Everything okay?

Yes, mistress, I say.

Bree, you look awful, what's wrong?

Survivors guilt Mistress. I was crying Ian was comforting me. I am pleased to see you can find comfort with him. Ian thank you. We've had a busy day, and we need to talk about something else, too.

What's that Mistress? Ian says.

Ian, Bree, I love you both. I need to ask Bree for a huge request. It's something I can't ask of you, Ian, not yet anyway. Okay, guys, here it is. I want a baby, maybe two. I want Bree to father the baby(s).

Why not me Mistress? Ian, I love you. However, you are a pure Alpha DNA. With your past with women and the fact that I want a girl(s).

Maybe shortly we can have a boy together. For now, I want a daughter or two. Please understand, Ian I love you. Bree, you are free to say no. This is the biggest thing one person can ask another. Bree, my love, will you please father my child? Ian, please don't be angry with me.

Mistress, I am dumbfounded. I need some time, may I be excused?

Yes Ian, thank you for listening. Ian walks out and closes the door.

Mistress?

Yes, Bree? I love you, our life together, and the Coven. Does the Coven know about this? Did they give their blessing on this?

Yes, Bree, they have. Mistress, I don't know... I mean, I loved my girls, and I failed them... I start to cry... Mistress hugs me and kisses my forehead. I return her hug.

Mistress Channel told me the other day you were going to ask me. Lisa and I have talked about it. To be honest I am still trying to wrap my head around it. Mistress, I think Ian is crushed. I think he needs to talk to Lisa. I would like to spend some time with him maybe overnight? Yes, Bree, good idea. Tomorrow I will wake you after 9 am we need to go shopping for your and Ian's new office wear. Yes, Mistress.

I went to the kitchen to see Ian. He wasn't there. I looked out by the pool, he wasn't there either. I walked to his room and the door was closed. I knocked no answer. The door was unlocked, I announced myself as I walked in. He was lying in bed in the fetal position, crying. I cried with him for at least ten minutes, no talking. I coddled him like I used to with my girls (gosh, I miss them).

Ian sweetie, why don't you take a shower, put on some PJs, and I will make us some dinner?

Bree, I am the chef around here. Yes, you are, and you need time to process all this, same as I do.

We'll have Pajama dinner tonight. You, me, and Mistress Becky. Super casual tonight.

What are you cooking?

Chicken Caesar Salads and shrimp cocktails. I can handle it. At one time, I used to be a pretty decent cook.

Okay. Give me an hour. I will talk to Mistress.

Okay Bree, thanks. As I rise off the bed, he grabs my hand, pulls me towards him, and kisses me so deeply my heart skips at least two beats; I begin to swoon at his Alpha strength.

Ian, I love you and Mistress.

Can we talk more tonight?

I really like what he said. Maybe I could stay with you tonight? I would love that he said. Great clean up and I'll see you in an hour. I kiss his cheek and go back to my Mistress's bedroom.

Mistress, I have an idea I'd like you to consider just for tonight.

I'm listening. I would like to do a pajama dinner tonight just the three of us. I'll make dinner, and the three of us eat in our nightwear.

Great idea Bree.

I will be making dinner tonight. I hope it's Okay Ian's still processing things.

That's sweet of you, Bree.

You're welcome, Mistress.

What nightgown should I wear, Mistress? I want Ian to fall all over me tonight.

Bree, that pink short babydoll with matching panties, stay-up stocking, and the 5" heeled mules would definitely turn him on. It turns me on.

Yes, Mistress.

Bree remember when I said keep him happy?

Yes.

Well, Bree, tonight is that night. Please him, be his girl, treat him as the Alpha he is. He Loves you like I do. I will Mistress.

I rush downstairs to the kitchen. Checking the fridge I find baked Chicken breasts already done in the fridge. I cut in strips and set it to the side. Then chop up the romaine lettuce. Next, I fine-shredded the romano, asiago, and parmesan cheese mix and set it to the side. I chill the plates and find a white Zinfandel wine to go with it. I wash and rinse the shrimp and stuff everything back in the fridge.

I shower quickly, tie my curled hair up in hi ponytail with a single tendril on each side. I do a hot pink makeup job with pink smokey eyes, dramatic eyeliner, and my best pink ombre lip color to date. My pink stockings with the Cuban heels and back seams. The final touch is my very short baby doll nightie. It hangs only 3" below my chastity.

I start walking downstairs. I hear fingers snap behind me. As I turn, Mistress has her finger on her lips and waves me over to her room. I walk in and drop to my knees. She motions me up. Without a word being said she unlocks my chastity. She licks my ear. She whispers you have fun tonight; Bree, service our man well. With your chastity off Ian will know you both have my blessing. Please know you both mean the world to me.

I whisper back Yes Mistress Becky.

As I descend down the stairs, Ian is already there. I smile brightly at him.

What are you doing down here sweetie? I asked.

Well, Bree, you made dinner, so I decided to set the table. Ian lit candles and set up dinner in the breakfast nook. I looked at everything it was perfect.

Ian, would you please set out the ice water and the glasses for the wine?

Yes, Bree, right away. For the night it seemed we'd switched roles.

I saw a small sparkle in his eyes return. He had a short purple silk night shirt that showed off his pierced belly button and purple silk shorts with hi-cut slits on the sides. His sculpted ass cheek peeking out the bottom. I just finished fixing the plates when Mistress came down. A Goddess dressed black babydoll nightgown that was 6" above the knees with 6" mules to match. A vision of perfection.

Wow! Slipped from my mouth. Mistress excuse me. Please sit dinner is almost ready.

She sat down, and I poured the water, and Ian poured the wine. Ian and I sat down at the same time. We pass food like families do. We talked about The week ahead and shopping tomorrow. We talked about our new responsibilities for the near future. Ian was also to become a message courier for the law firm as well. My Mistress said it's common to use couriers with legal documents. Ian was to deliver pre‐pay phones to Jacob and Susan Frost along with the messages. I had several dash cams in my gear in the garage.

Mistress's car, Ian's,, and mine were all set up. I wanted to record all the surveillance I could. I learned from time in the military vigilance is as important as intelligence. We were laughing, smiling, and relaxing at dinner.