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Kneeling for Praise 12


Kat Angelis


I’m sitting at the new sushi place with Mischa as she talks to me about her excitement for their idea of expanding the club and opening and additional location. However my mind is still stuck back in Dukes office. 


How I sat there on my knees for him after cleaning myself up. How my pussy and panties were no less wet than they were after he’d made me cum on his lap by touching myself. 


Who was I ? I wasn’t this woman. Or perhaps I was. Because all I wanted to do was finish lunch, and go straight back to his office for more. More of simply sitting there. On my knees. Being praised. I wanted more good girls and more of his hand stroking my cheek adoringly and slipping over my head as he pet me. 


“Kat?” Mischa says my name and I blink and look up at her. 


“Yes?” I reply. My cheeks heating with embarrassment, not knowing what the hell she just said or asked. 


“Youre distracted darling” she says as she lifts her glass of water and takes a sip as our waiter brings out our plates of sushi setting them in front of us. 


We each thank the waiter and Mischa slips her chopsticks into her fingers and cocks a brow. 


“What’s on that pretty little mind that has you ignoring me while I talk to you?” Mischa asks and I wince apologetically. 


“I’m sorry. “ I say softy and she smiles. 


“Thank you, but there is no reason to apologize. Speak. What is it that has you off in your own little world?” She asks and I watched as she easily used the chopsticks dipping her sushi into an orange sauce and then slipping it into her mouth. 


“Lots of things I suppose.” I say as I slip my own chopsticks into my hand. 


She chews and cocks her eyebrow as if telling me to continue. 


“Do you…..do you think I’m…I just…” I hesitate not even knowing what I want to say or ask. 


“I don’t dress provocatively. Last night. My friend helped me get ready. And I don’t…I’ve never done most of the things the club has for people to participate in. I’ve only….I’ve only had one sexual partner.” I say and I notice the way her chopsticks pause and her mouth drops open just the slightest bit. 


I quickly place a piece of sushi in my mouth and chew before I keep talking and make myself feel even more square and “vanilla” than I already do. 


“What does any of that matter?” Mischa asks. 


I keep chewing and take a sip of water after swallowing. 


“I just….I work at a sex club…as a secretary…but even still. I feel like maybe I’m not good enough for the job. I don’t know much about this lifestyle or anything in it.” I say. 


“You don’t really need to be an expert or even a novice in the world of kink and sex to do a secretary job well Kat.” Mischa says. 


“So, I’m assuming..” she says as she watches me nervously shove another piece of sushi into my mouth. 


“I assume that last night made you curious.” She guesses and I nod. 


“I’m also assuming the enigmatic Duke has also sparked something inside of you?” She says with a soft smile as my cheeks flush. 


I nod again. She smiles a bit more. 


“Everyone starts their journey somewhere.” Mischa says. 


“It’s natural to feel out of place , or nervous , but if you want to explore your options and explore what your body and mind is telling you it wants , there’s no dress code to this lifestyle Kat. You don’t have to run around in leather and lace, or wear pasties and a g string. You can be sexy in whatever you wear. Case in point.” She slips her hand into the air from her lap and gestures to me. 


“Your clothes may not be revealing Kat, but that in itself is the ultimate tease.” She says. 


“For example, right now , you’re incredibly sexy to me.” She says. “To Duke as well.”


“Theres nothing more intriguing than having you sitting there dressed so modestly while also knowing that there’s a side to you that one might not guess by just looking at you.” She says. 


“Danny said I was pretending. Playing grown up last night. “ I say. 


Mischa laughs and gives a flutter of her lashes as she rolls her eyes.


“Danny is a prick darling. He gets off on it. Take anything he says with a grain of salt. He’s a pompous ass with an ego that matches the size of that horse cock of his.” She says shaking her head still laughing. 


“Danny is just trying to make you squirm. Because it’s what makes him feel the power he craves. Dont let him deter you from dressing in whatever way makes you comfortable or exploring anything that interests you.” Mischa says. 


I nod.  We continue to eat and on the way back to the club she talks about last night. 


“I enjoyed watching you last night. Watching you observe the rooms. Watching you sit on my pet, Frank.” She says and I swallow. 


“I felt bad.” I say. “Sitting on him.”


I see her lips curve. 


“Yes. I know. But you have to understand , Frank and others like him. They enjoy degradation, humiliation, they enjoy being submissive and doing as they’re told. Frank was more than happy to have you and I use him as a piece of furniture.” She says. 


“And Max, you two are married?” I ask and she nods.


“And he, he doesn’t mind? I mean, doesn’t mind you having a pet?” I ask and she smiles and shakes her head. 


“Max and I have an open relationship, and we’re both very good at communicating our wants and needs. Max doesn’t enjoy being a pet. He’s also very dominant. So we curb those needs with others.” She says and I chew my lip. 


“So Max has a pet too?” I ask and she smiles. 


“We both have multiple pets we play with.” She says. 


We sit there as we park outside of the club. 


“I’m sure Duke will be more than willing to help you explore any interests, but I would also like to offer my own assistance.” She says and I nod. 


“Thank you.” I say. 


“Tell me something” Mischa says.


I stay silent waiting for her to continue. 


“Has Duke ….laid claim to you yet?” She asks with a smile. As if she already knows.


I bite my lip and she smiles. 


“I thought so” she says.


“Do you mind if I ask his permission to spend time with you?” She asks and I look at her. 


“I…no. I don’t mind. “ I say. 


“Good.” She smiles. 


“Thank you for joining me for lunch.” She says as we walk into the club. 


“Thank you for treating me.” I say thanking her yet again for paying. 


She smiles, leans in and places another kiss on my lips and backs away and smiles. 


“I’ll see you later darling.”




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