THE BLACK DOMINATRIX-16-A NEW PATIENT
By Hamlet




I walked down to the foyer feeling so hungry and  looking forward to an 
enjoyable night out in New York.As I walked to the reception I noticed that 
the desk clerk looked so scared-it was clear that my reputation had spread 
across the hotel-the way I had humiliated the last desk clerk, the sight of 
me walking through the hotel with the Professor with a chain around his 
neck, the beating I had given to that areshole in the bar, the beating I hag 
given the Professor that could probably ber heard right across the hotel and 
finally the sight of the Professor lying there bleeding and unconscious.

It was clear that the hotel staff had been told not to mess with me probably 
by the Manager.The Desk Clerk bowed his head in my presence knowing he had 
to treat me with the respect and deference I deserved.

'I'm really hungry and would like to go somewhere for a meal and a 
drink-where can you recommend?'

'Well actually Maam there's a really good friendly place about 8 blocks away 
on E58th Street called Carneys.Its about 8 blocks up the road-its an Irish 
bar.They're open until 4AM'

'The place had better be good -otherwise you're refunding the bill when I 
get back! So call me a taxi now.And get one thing straight-its Madame not 
Maam! I'm Madame Lisa!'

'YYess certainly Mmmadame Lisa 'he stammerred in fear.Ill call a taxi at 
once.If you don't like the place Madame I promise to pay you the money as I 
recommended it to you.'

The taxi arrived almost at once.The taxi driver had this annoying habit of 
calling me Maam and again I had to point again it was Madame!

Carneys looked like a friendly place.As I walked in the place was packed 
with what seemed to be regulars and business people after work.In the corner 
there was an Irish band playing.I felt like a dance as I really like Irish 
music.As I strode to the bar the customers cleared the way-there was 
something about me that exuded power!

'Ill have a large orange juice' I said

'Certainly Maam'He was surprised that I did not order anything alcoholic.

'Certainly Madam'-I was getting tired of this Maam business.

I walked over to the restaurant area.I ordered a Dublin Broil for $10.95 
which was steak broiled in a sauce.It came really quickly-that was one thing 
I really liked about New York the standards of service.It was huge helping 
but I must have eaten it in less than 5 minutes I was so hungry.

I ordered more and more drinks and felt strange being completely sober 
surrounded by so many drunken people!.As I watched the Irish band playing I 
thought what an amazing day I had.in everything I had done I was totally 
triumphant! I had humiliated almost everyone I met from the bimbo in Oxford 
to the staff at the hotels, I had easily beaten 2 gorillas in a fight and I 
had given the Professor the beating of his life.I was totally and absolutely 
invincible-there was no doubt about it.i just could not be beaten in a fight 
no matter who I fought and no matter how many people I fought!

Yet I had to realise that at the same time being a Dominatrix had its 
downside.The problem with being a Dominatrix was that I was becoming 
increasingly lonely.i had to understand that love and domination did not 
really mix-I could not force someone to love me!I knew I had my lover Simon 
back in England-I really wanted to ring him but the time in England was 
about 5AM and I did not want to wake him up.As I sat in the bar I noticed 
that although all the men looked at me, they didn't want to ask me to 
dance.I was just too big and muscular-they just did not want to tangle with 
a huge Dominatrix.I had to understand that if I wanted to meet someone I 
would have to make the first move.

I was beginning to feel the need to speak to someone rather than just shout 
at and humiliate them, which is what I had been doing all day .It was  after 
all what I did for a living! It was now after 11 PM on a Friday night and I 
needed a break from work. I thought about Simon-even though I would break 
his neck if he even looked at another woman.i however could meet as many men 
as I liked!

I looked around the bar to see if I could see anyone attractive,I really 
wanted to dance  but not on my own.In the corner I saw a man sitting on his 
own.He was rather like Simon quite small and short, and he had quite a sweet 
face,I walked over to him.

'I'd like to dance with you',He  had no choice.

'Yes certainly' he replied looking overwhelmed at the sight of a gigantic 
Black Woman dressed in leather.

I held him tightly around the waist.He looked at me towering above him.I was 
at least 3' taller.I asked him about himself.He told me he worked as a 
lawyer in a small town in Upstate New York called Oneonta.He was down in New 
York for the weekend to see his sister.He asked me what I did.

'Actually Im a Therapist(I didn't mention Corrective).'

After I had said that we sat down together.He was becoming more and more 
inebriated.It was clear he had a drink problem as he staggered to the bar to 
buy more drinks.He told me his name was Jim.He had just been through a 
terrible divorce in which he had lost the house to his wife who still lived 
near him.She had been seeing other men and had made his home life a misery 
ny her constant tempers.He was almost crying as he told me his problems.

I began to really like him and felt sorry for him.I put my hand down his 
trousers and began to massage his prick and then to wank him until he 
reached orgasm.I then kissed him hard on the lips bringing my tongue right 
down his mouth until he was nearly choking.I told him that he really needed 
Therapy.I then mentioned Corrective Therapy-he said he did not know what it 
was but would gladly go through  a course with me.He did not realise it 
actually meant me beating and humiliating him!

We talked and talked as he poured out all his troubled to me-he did not 
realise that I would use all this material against him in future CT 
Sessions!He was suffering badly from Depression and Alcoholism and much as I 
liked him I knew that the only way to cure him was by severe corporal 
punishment.

I looked at my watch.It was 2 AM.Unfortunately I had to return to the hotel 
and he had to go back to his sister'

'Jim I've really enjoyed your company but I've got to go now as Im flying 
back to England tomorrow.You remember I told you I was a corrective 
Therapist-do you know what Corrective Therapy is ?

'No I'm afraid I don't Lisa'

'Well it involves domination and submission.It means that I as the Therapist 
am in control.It also mean that unlike other Therapies where everything is 
left up to the patient in  CT The Therapist actually tells the Patient what 
to do.For this reason Frank Im afraid CT involves physicAal fore -if the 
Patient has a problem or has done wrong the Therapist literally beats it out 
of him.In some cases the patient is considered to have done so much wrong 
that the Therapist actually beats him until he is a cripple and if necessary 
to death!'

Jim began to look really scared.I put my arm around him.

'Don't worry Jim I won't  beat you until you're a cripple because you 
haven't  done any wrong and I do really like you.Yet you must understand 
that during the Sessions I will be in complete charge and will not tolerate 
the slightest resistance.You must understand Jim that it's obvious I am 
mentally and physically much stronger than you are-I am simply massive and 
you are very small.'

I began to squeeze his testicles until he was almost crying.I then comforted 
him by taking his face in my strong hands and giving him a long slow kiss 
and then gave him a deep love bite on his neck.

'Right Jim just give me our number in Oneonta.I will call you as soon as I 
get back to England.I will return to the USA and stay with you for a 
week.You desperately need Corrective Therapy for your drink problem and your 
Depression.One final thing Jim you'd better cut down on that drinking and 
then stop it altogether or I'll beat the f---g living daylights out of you 
when I next see you!

He knew I meant it.I gave him one more long kiss and another wanking.I 
called a taxi back to the hotel.I told the reptionist to wake me up at 7 AM 
I reassured him that he did not need to pay me back as I had really enjoyed 
myself.

I opened the door and saw the Professor all tied up absolutely dead to the 
world.He would wake up the next day as sore as hell.His journey back would 
be so painful-he had well and truly been taught a lesson!

NEXT EPISODE THE RETURN WITH THE PROFESSOR