Chapter 1
Lisa rolled her eyes seeing the moving van pull up. She didn't want a neighbor. She enjoyed not having anybody next door bothering her. For two years, she was able to run her business out of her home, and not have to worry about anybody else.
The last neighbor had been a thorn in her side, so she promptly made sure that he left her alone... for good. He moved him and his family out of this town quickly, before she told his wife his little secret. She giggled to herself. She really hated what a pain in the ass he had been to her, but remembering what had gone down, made her smile and feel good all over.
Lisa was a dominatrix. She did this for a living. She had ads on all kinds of websites, advertising what she did. She never mentioned that she required each man to bring money with them when they wanted services, but once she got their personal information, and verified that they weren't any form of law enforcement, she would tell them on the phone that if they wanted her to take charge of their life, and not tell their secret, they had to bring her $300 for their first session, which only lasted 30 minutes.
These men did this, because by this time, she knew their wives names, addresses, phone numbers, where they worked, their bosses name and phone numbers, colleagues, classmates, whatever it was that she needed. If they tried telling her that they refused, she jacked the price up, and threatened to make the phone calls. Let's just say, she never had a man not show up to the first showing, and only one man in her entire three years of being a professional dominatrix not show up more than once.
As for the last neighbor, after a few months, when she first started working, he came over and had a talk with her. He was a stern businessman, a professional lawyer, who always wore a suit, and made sure that everyone knew he was in charge all of the time.
Lisa saw his wife, and she kept her head down. She was scared of her husband, and this angered Lisa to no end. One day, right before he paid her the very first visit, while checking her mail, she saw his wife come out of their house to check her mail, with a black eye. Lisa grit her teeth in anger. When he showed up pounding on her door 8am the very next morning, she knew what she had to do.
“Look here lady, I don't know what kind of business you are running over here, but it is disrupting my family. Having cars coming and going all hours of the day and night, never staying for more than an hour, only men... You may not know this, but I am a lawyer, and I know people in some high places, and you either need to stop what you are doing immediately, move away and do your business, OR pack up and move away.” He spat at her, and then he turned around, got into his Lincoln Town car, and drove away. She stood there, in her pink fluffy robe, and curlers still in her hair, and glared at him as he left for work.
'I'll fix you Mr. Stuffy.' She thought to herself.
That night every thirty minutes on the dot, she had a different man coming to her house. She knew that he was angry, she saw his bedroom light turning on and off, and saw him peeking at her through the blinds of his bedroom.
Sure enough, at promptly 8am, he showed back up at her door.
“I thought I made myself clear yesterday...”
“Look, you are absolutely right, but it's chilly outside, please come inside, I was just making a fresh pot of coffee. Come sit at the kitchen table with me, and we'll talk about this, please.” She said in her sweetest voice possible.
He looked at her uncertain. She opened her door up wider, and walked towards the kitchen, giving him no chance to say no. He took the bate and slowly walked in. Without giving too much detail away, she subdued him, and videotaped herself dominating him to the fullest extent.
Surprising even to her, half an hour in, he was actually enjoying it, of course, he wouldn't fully let it on, but you could see it in his face, and he was complying. She did have a large paddle she was using to swat across his ass, and she was pretty sure that he wasn't going to sit, or even walk correctly for a few days, but as this was going on, his manhood grew hard.
Two hours later, she let him go.
“Now you listen here you pathetic little bitch. You are going to leave me the fuck alone. I run a dominatrix business, and as you were tied up, I went into your handy little phone and got the names and numbers of all of your clients. I also happen to know where your wife lives. I videotaped every single thing I just did to you, and made sure I got a close up of that cock of yours as I did it. So you come to my house one more time demanding anything of me, and EVERYONE gets this tape! GOT IT?” She screamed at him, as she pressed play, and his bent over body, begging for the largest strap on she had to fuck him in the ass began playing. Humiliated, he ran out of her house, and two days later, packed his family up and left town. She never saw or heard from him again.
Now she had another neighbor.
'Let's see what kind of trouble this one causes me.' She thought to herself. She lived on a road that only had two houses, hers and the other one, in a small town in California.
Sure enough a week later, she received a knock on the door at an early 7:30am. She rubbed her eyes, having only stopped with her last client only a few hours ago.
“What the fuck...” She grumbled. “Whoever this is had better have a damn good excuse or I'm beating the holy shit out of them!” She mumbled under her breath as she walked to the front door.
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