Not Playing by the rules

# Flashback 2

Leon felt sorely unprepared for the interview that was going to take place that evening. He had never been nervous before but this was something absolutely unreal. Jean Anne Merson was a woman who scared him more than anything. Looking at her he knew that he should be running for the hills but he could not deny this raw attraction that he felt towards her. Leon was smart enough to know that if such a thing was there then it was not going to be possible to work professionally but she was the first woman to whom he was attracted to.

Did he have oedipal complex? But he did not have this feeling, rather he never had this feeling towards any other woman of that age. And Lord knew that he had seen some very beautiful and gorgeous women. He even had a chance to have amorous relationships with them but no, he did not want that and he made that clear to the ones who made the advances towards him.

A few days back before he had been approached by the professor to be her assistant Leon had overheard a conversation amongst the girls of his class regarding something called the Queen-Bee syndrome. He had never heard something of that sort earlier and considered the fact that they might be lying but then again he would first check out the information before discarding it so easily.

When it was about 5, Leon’s cell pinged with a text message. It was from an unknown number. It was the address of Jean Anne Merson with an added line below.

‘This information is for your eyes only. Should never be divulged under any circumstances.’

Instinctively Leon felt that he was unwittingly going to become the character of a suspense novel and he was correct to some extent. But the extent of which he was going to sink in the depths of someone else’s depravity which would scar him for life both physically and mentally he did not know.

Since no dress code had been specified to him Leon opted for a semi-formal code. He wore a blue shirt with cream coloured fitted trousers. He found that the apartment of his professor was hardly five blocks from his campus. So he decided to walk. Leon slung his bag on his shoulders and started walking.

When he had found that the syndrome meant that or rather referred to the behavior of a mature adult woman who abused her position of authority in order to be more critical of the subordinates who were mostly female he had considered that they were all mistaken. Tonight he was going to understand how wrong he was and how sorely uninformed did he remain.

He reached the house of the professor just ten minutes shy of seven. His father had taught him always to be early for any meeting because that gives the impression that you are eager about their appointment and then their further conversation. Maybe not always but he could do with some now.

He rang the door-bell and waited for someone to open it. After five minutes when no one had opened he fished out his mobile from his pockets and dialed the number from which he had received the text.

The call was disconnected and a text immediately followed.

“The door is unlocked. Come inside and stand facing the door.”

Leon read the message but could not understand the meaning of the words written neither of the reason why he was being asked to do such a thing in the first place. But he thought of not asking anything and going ahead to obey without blemish.

He opened the door and entered the apartment as the lock of the door clicked in place. Leon did not turn towards the room and kept facing the door when he heard the click of heels behind him on the marble floor. He recognized the sound as not those of platform heels but that of pencil heels of quite a good height.

“Keep your bag beside the door and turn towards me,” said the voice of Jean Anne as Leon followed her orders. What he saw should have made him gasp out but his jaws dropped and he could not seem to emit any sound.

His professor was standing before him wearing something for which he did not wear the perfect words. His vocabulary seemed to be pretty insignificant for what he wanted to describe.

Jean Anne was wearing a black leather corset tightly tied with the ribbons at the front, which covered only half of her breasts and they were raised up to make them look even more voluptuous. A matching black leather miniskirt hardly covered her bubble bottom. Her long legs were adorned in black fishnet stockings which were held up by a black garter belt tied with bowed straps at her thighs. Her black hair was down and she was wearing it like a halo. Her green eyes were more accentuated with the dark smoky look that had been very artistically applied. Her lips were painted in a blood red colour which Leon did not know was physically possible of wearing with such aplomb. She was looking like a Goth Goddess who knew what she was doing and what she wanted.

“You seem to be at loss for words once again,” said Jean Anne as she walked towards Leon.

By now Leon had regained his voice and said,”I thought I was here for the interview for the position of your assistant. I never expected to be seeing something like this.”

“Why? Don’t you like what you see?” prompted Jean Anne as she walked around him making a circle and as she came behind him she slapped his buttocks and then pressed the flesh hard which made Leon groan out in both pleasure and pain.

“I asked you a question Leon, and I expect an answer,” said Jean Anne and another hard slap resounded on his bottom making him sharply intake a breath and the say,” I want to tear off whatever you are wearing this moment and take you on this door so hard that you might not be able to walk for a week.”

“Honest….I like your honesty sweetie…but first lesson….only be honest to yourself and me and to no one else. You have to learn to lie and mask your emotions so well that no one will know if you want to murder the person standing before you the next moment,” said Jean Anne as she came in front of him and rubbed her breasts to his clothed chest.

“Yes Ma’am,” said Leon clenching his fists hard and gritting his teeth so hard that he felt they might break off.

And just like that she moved away from him keeping him stand there and she went and sat on the couch placing her legs on the coffee table giving him a glimpse of the shaved labia underneath the leather skirt, which meant that she was not wearing any panties.

“Today is your interview for the position of my assistant, keep no doubts about that but it will be not like what you had expected Leon. After all the position is not just for my assistant in legal work but also as my slave,” said Jean Anne not removing her eyes from Leon who looked at her as if she had slapped him hard across his cheek and flinched from it.

She waited from him to react.

“Are you f*****g kidding me? Or are you insane and need to be institutionalized?” asked Leon without moving his gaze from the woman before him.

“If I were kidding you then I would not have taken the pains of making so many preparations tonight, just for the sake of your arrival. And I am not insane but yes, I must say that my tastes run a bit different than the normal course and I found you perfectly suitable and compliable to my wishes and desires. And then again before you deny the offer I will tell you this that you will be graduating with the experience of law in such a way and profound manner that people cannot receive them even after five years of steady practice. You are going to be a star Leon Casterfall and I shall make sure of that. What I am asking for in return is almost nothing in comparison,” replied Jean Anne as she put down her crossed legs from the table and slid them apart as she firmly planted them on ground.

Her cunt was fully exposed to Leon’s vision. He was going to make the most important decision in his life but to his unfortunate circumstances he did not take them with his brains but another organ which was painfully throbbing inside his pants.

“If I accept your offer what is it I must do?” asked Leon, making Jean Anne smile and this time it was not the flirtatious one like earlier, it was a genuine smile of happiness.

“Strip,” said Jean Anne and Leon looked at her as if he had been asked to kill a dragon.

“Here? Now?” asked Leon not understanding how was this supposed to go ahead.

“Yes Leon. I understand that you are new to this and you have to be taught everything from the basics, both in practicing law and in being the perfect slave. So for now just follow whatever I say without question. You will come to understand everything in time. Don’t fret. Be patient. The rewards are going to be sweeter than you can ever expect,” said Jean Anne as she gestured towards him.

Leon started stripping off his clothes as fast as he could. He had not learned then that the real pleasure was to make the tension build and make them wait for the prize, giving them a show but all in good time.

As soon as he was naked Jean Anne was on her feet and she strutted ahead and stood before his naked body carefully deciding what was there to comment. Leon had never been a sportsperson and had a lean physique without any muscular build. Finally Jean Anne touched his d**k and tugged on it making him almost stumble towards her. She licked his lips with careful precision and then kissed him hard. Just as Leon started to touch her neck and arms she pulled away and slapped him hard across the cheek.

Her eyes were burning as she said,”Never ever touch me unless I give you the permission to do so. Kneel now.”

Leon’s cheek was burning from the slap that was going to leave a mark on his face but he did not say anything at all. He kneeled at her feet when she pulled up his chin towards her face and said,”From now onwards you are going to address me as Mistress when we are alone in this apartment. You are supposed to leave your clothes just after you enter through the door. You would not say anything unless you are asked something. Your first task is to please me and I shall teach you how to.”

Jean Anne turned back and started walking towards the couch and sat there. Leon was still kneeling in that same place.

“Crawl to me on your hands and knees,” was the next command. Leon complied with her order and strangely the position made him feel exposed and vulnerable.

When he had reached her she said,” You have to start jogging five miles every morning. And then start exercising with weights in the gym when I ask you to. I want you to be the Adonis that everyone craves but no one can touch Leon. You are mine and you have to understand what that means.”

Leon solemnly nodded at her and said,” Yes Mistress.”

Jean Anne smiled once more and said as she spread her legs,” Good boy. Now get down here and make me cum.”