My Muscle Mistress - Interview and Conversion
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com



Dear readers;

Please let me know how you like Mistress Liz and her household. Also let me
know if there are any other characters that you feel would enhance the
stories. You may write to the email address above.

Thanks,

Muscle Fan

Mistress Liz was away, showing a property, leaving Maya, Colleen, Sergio and
myself at home. Sergio was busy trimming shrubs or weeding while Maya was in
the office tending to the books.

As I vacuumed the hallway helping Colleen with the housework, I glanced in the
office at Maya sitting at the desk. Her dark skin was nearly the same hue as
the desk and she looked as if she could have been chiseled from the same
material. I must have lingered by the door a bit too long because she looked
up and caught me watching her.

Slowly she stood up and walked to the door. I turned off the vacuum as I
watched her approach. The sway of her hips and her smile began the stirring of
my erection. Wordlessly she place one hand on the edge of the door and leaned
toward me her firm breasts not succumbing to gravity and gave me a broad smile
as she reached forward and took my cock in her hand. She pulled me gently
toward her with her left hand, but with a flick of her right wrist, pushed the
door shut letting go of my erection at the last minute.

With a quick step back I narrowly missed having the door hit me in the penis.
I could hear her laughter on the other side of the door and then she said,
"I'm sorry Johnny, I can't take the time now, I have to get some checks in the
mail, perhaps later."

Rejected, I turned the vacuum on once again and continued my chores.

Mistress Liz had not returned by lunch and Maya, Sergio and I ate in the
kitchen. Colleen had made a light lunch with fresh fruits and berries, cheese
and a pitcher of lemonade and ice tea. We were just finishing when the phone
rang. Maya answered and I heard her say, "Yes, that would be fine." When she
hung up, she said, "A woman named Megan will be here at one-thirty, apparently
you met her, John." "Yes," I said, "when I was shopping with Mistress Liz, she
said she wanted to talk to mistress and the rest of us. Mistress Liz seemed to
think it would be all right." "Very well," Maya said, "I'll try and reach
mistress on her cell," and she left to make the call.

At one-thirty, Megan buzzed the intercom at the gate. I opened the gate to
allow her to pull to the front door. I opened it before she had a chance to
knock or ring the bell.

"Welcome," I said, watching her eyes widen with surprise. I was wearing a pair
of turquoise satin panties and nothing else. "Please, come in, did you have
trouble finding the house?" I asked. She didn't move, but she did look up from
the bulge in the soft material. I smiled and said, "Would you like to see it?"
A minute passed before she said, "Wh-what?" "The house," I said, "would you
like to see it?" She didn't try to answer, but merely nodded.

I stepped aside to let her into the entry hall. "I'll take you to Mistress Liz
shortly and you can meet the rest of the staff, but let me give you a quick
tour of the house." I walked her through the downstairs; kitchen, library,
great room, office, gym, and then to the French doors leading to the pool
area. "Everyone is poolside," I said as I opened the door to let her onto the
patio deck. She took one step toward the pool and froze as Maya sat up and
then stood, naked, and walked toward us.

"Megan, this is Maya, Mistress Liz' associate; Maya, this is Megan, I believe
you two spoke on the phone. Mistress Liz and I met her at Carrie's," I said.
Maya extended a hand and said, "I'm pleased to meet you, Megan, I understand
you have some questions about our household and lifestyle." After several
moments, Megan said, "Ah, yes, that's right, some questions." Maya smiled.

"Good," Maya said, taking Megan by the hand and guiding her to the chaise
lounges. "Megan, this is Sergio," Maya said. Sergio shielded his eyes from the
sun and then said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't aware we had guests," and stood
up, extending his hand, "Megan, I'm pleased to meet you, I'm Sergio." Megan
glanced between his penis and his hand and then shook his hand. "How do you
do," she said, "It's good to see you."

Megan's cheeks reddened and I stifled a laugh as did Maya. "I meant, it's good
to meet you," she said. Sergio said, "That's all right, Megan, I understand
your embarrassment, but you know what would help? It would help if you took
your clothes off. I promise, you would feel more at ease."

Megan stood there and then looked at Maya, who nodded and said, "Really,
Megan, you'll feel more at ease here." She turned and looked at me and I
merely nodded. Maya reached forward and unbuttoned the top button of Megan's
blouse, and then the next button down, and then stopped. Megan took the hint
and unbuttoned the remaining buttons and I slipped her shirt from her
shoulders and unfastened her bra. As I did she turned to me and crossed her
arms across her chest. I slipped a strap off her shoulder while Sergio slid
the other strap off. Maya reached forward and took Megan's forearms and pulled
them from her chest. Her bra fell to the deck.

Megan's breasts could be described as small but firm with small dark areola
and tiny nipples. A faint tan line was visible where she had worn a bathing
suit top. I unzipped her skirt and allowed that to join her bra on the deck.
She put a hand protectively over her crotch even though she wore a pair of
cotton panties.

I placed a finger in the waistband of her panties on her hips and slid them
down. Once they were free, I allowed them to fall as well. I stepped forward
so that the satin panties I wore brushed her butt and whispered in her ear,
"That's better, isn't it?" I knew she could feel my satin clad member against
her butt.

Looking down the faint remnant of a bikini tan line was still visible. "You
don't get in the sun much, do you?" Sergio asked. Megan forced a smile and
said, "No, not much." "Don't worry," Maya said, "You'll have a nice tan by the
end of the day."

Maya once again took her Megan's forearm and moved her hand away from her
crotch and said, "Hmm, I see we need to clean you up a bit if you're going to
speak with Mistress Liz," and then addressing Colleen who was still on her
chaise, Maya said, "Colleen, could you please help Megan exfoliate?" Colleen
turned her head and said, "Not a problem," and got to her feet. "I have
everything in the pool house. Come along, Megan," Colleen said and took Megan
by the hand and lead her to the pool house before Megan could protest.

I picked up Megan's discarded clothes, folded them and placed them on a chair,
along with the pair of panties I wore. Just then, Liz stepped onto the patio
and strode to us. "Where's Megan?" she asked. "Colleen is waxing her," Maya
said, and Liz raised an eyebrow. "Really? Wow, you must have twisted her arm,"
Liz said. "Not at all," Maya said smiling, "she was more than willing,
actually we didn't give her a chance to protest," and Maya giggled/

Liz was wearing a beige skirt which stopped well above her knees and a satin
red blouse and beige jacket. She stepped out of her four-inch stilettos as
Megan and Colleen came from the pool house.

"It's nice to see you again, Megan," Liz said, shaking the now bare woman's
hand. "I see that you've embraced the 'when in Rome' scenario and decided to
join us," Liz said referring to doing what the custom of the house is. "Yes,"
Megan said, hesitantly, "although I still feel a bit odd." "But why?" Liz
asked, "you have a nice body, perhaps a little on the pale side, but good
skin." "I'm just embarrassed is all," Megan said. Liz smiled and said, "Don't
be. We all work hard at keeping our bodies in the best shape possible. I'll
bet if you worked out, you'd have great muscle tone."

Maya removed Liz' jacket without saying anything or being asked and then Liz
held up a hand. "Take my blouse off, Megan," Liz said. "What?" Megan asked. "I
said, remove my blouse. Unbutton it and take it off," Liz said. Megan
hesitated and I thought she was going to refuse, but she unbuttoned the blouse
as asked and then pulled it from Liz' skirt and slipped it from her shoulders.
I took it from Megan as she looked at Liz' naked upper body, her eyes riveted
to Liz's breasts and nipples.

"Do you like what you see, Megan?" Liz asked putting her hands on her waist
and inhaling so that her chest expanded. Megan swallowed and nodded. Liz
smiled. "I knew you did at Carrie's," Liz said, "you wanted to run your hands
over my chest there, didn't you?" Again Megan nodded. Liz laughed softly.
"Now, unzip my skirt, Megan," Liz said and Megan began to move behind Liz, but
Liz put a hand on her forearm to keep her where she was at. "Reach behind me,
baby, and unzip me," Liz said. Megan stepped close to Liz her eyes level with
Liz' rock hard breasts and reached behind the Amazon. She unzipped the skirt
and it fell to the pool deck.

"Good girl," Liz said, "now get on your knees and pay homage to your
mistress." Megan looked up into Liz's eyes, a bit confused, but then started
to protest, "But, I ... " Megan began. Liz took Megan's chin in her hand and
repeated, "Get on your knees and pay homage to your mistress, bitch, and if I
have to tell you again, I'm going to slap you, do you understand?" "Y-yes,"
Megan whined, but sunk to her knees.

We stood there and watched as Megan looked up at Liz, a tear now running down
her cheek. "Well," Liz said, "I'm waiting; let me feel that tongue on my clit.
Have you ever serviced a woman before?" Megan shook her head. "I didn't think
so," Liz said, "so it's good that I'll be your first, you'll remember this for
the rest of your life, now get that tongue of yours working and suck my
'she-cock', I've had a long day and I need to climax." Megan quickly looked at
Liz' clit and a low moan escaped her lips.

"What's that, baby, afraid of my clit?" and Liz chuckled. Megan shook her head
no and Liz said, "Well get to it then, it won't hurt you," and Megan
tentatively touched Liz' clit with the tip of her tongue. "Hmm," Liz said,
"that's it, now suck me," and Megan did as she was told. After several
minutes, when Megan pulled away, I saw that Liz' clit was nearly four-inches
and as thick as a penis.

She caught me looking at her and said, "Impressed, John? I'm not as large as
you but I think we'd both agree that I have a beautiful cock, right?" "Yes,
mistress," I said and she laughed as Megan continued to pleasure her. We
watched as our mistress climaxed several minutes later, Megan eagerly lapping
her juices.

"Good girl," Liz said as she stepped away from Megan, "I love to have an
orgasm when I come home. It relaxes me. Please, sit at the table. You may take
notes if you like," Liz said. I pulled a chair out from the table for our
guest as she got to her feet. Liz took a nearby chaise. "I want to have the
final say on anything you publish, Megan, do you understand?" "Yes, Liz,"
Megan said. "Call me Mistress Liz or just mistress, baby," Liz corrected her.
"Yes, mistress," Megan said, and reached into her tote withdrawing a pad and
pen and began the interview.

Megan - Cleared her throat and then began, "Liz, ah, er Mistress Liz, how
would you describe your lifestyle?"

Liz - I'm a dominatrix. I don't roll play at being a dom, like some women, I
truly am. My house is one of discipline and pleasure, I expect a lot of my
staff, but in return, the rewards are great."

Megan - "When did you become a dominatrix?"

Liz - Chuckled and said, "I've always been a dominatrix, but I was probably
eleven or twelve when I realized it and began thinking like a dom."

Megan - "Can you give me an example?"

Liz - "I was about fourteen and in ninth grade. There were several boys who I
knew liked me, maybe because I stood out from the other girls, but all of them
were too shy. You know how boys are. None of them would walk me home let alone
talk to me at school. They were insecure. I approached the cutest boy and
whispered in his ear, 'if you want to score points with me, stud, you need to
walk me home and carry my books, otherwise I'm going to ask your best
friend'."

Megan - "And did that work, mistress?"

Liz - "Sure, he was afraid of losing his best friend to a girl and didn't want
to pass up the opportunity of looking like a big man on campus."

Megan - "So you didn't have to physically abuse him or beat him up?"

Liz - "No, I've found that intimidation works very well, especially when you
have the size and strength to back it up. I do. It worked for me in having you
tongue my 'she-cock'," and Liz flashed her smile.

Megan - "Ah, yes," she said, clearly wanting to change the subject, "but tell
me about your strength, when did you become so strong?"

Liz - "That came about at an early age, too, well before high school. Like I
said, I was a tomboy; swing from trees, playing sports, wrestling with boys,
but I started lifting weights and taking a serious interest in my body from
the age of ten or twelve."

Megan - "How strong are you, mistress?"

Liz - "I could give you a bunch of stats on what I can lift, but suffice to
say, I'm very strong."

Megan - "I'll accept that. Have you ever gotten angry and hurt someone?"

Liz - "Yes, I have."

Megan - "Would you care to elaborate?"

Liz - "No."

Megan - "You mentioned that your house is one of 'discipline and pleasure',"
looking around at the rest of us, "There's no denying that you are all in top
physical shape, but please, what did you mean by that?"

Liz - "Thank you, both I and my family take pride in our bodies and while my
house and lifestyle may be unorthodox to some, it's quite natural to us. I'm
demanding of my housemates, they must serve their mistress, tend to my needs,
care for the house and in return, they are compensated monetarily. They're
free to leave if they want."

Megan - Turning to me, "John, is that true, you chose to live as a houseboy?"

John - "Well, I think of myself as more than just a houseboy. I'm not a fan of
labels. We all share in the housework. I'd like to say that I help Mistress
Liz in any way I can, drive her, shop with her, run errands, etc."

Megan - "And does that include sex?"

John - Smiling, "But of course," I said, stealing a glance at Liz, "I'm happy
when I can please my mistress, whether it be sexual or picking out a new
skirt."

Megan - "And what about you, Colleen," she asked, turning to look at Colleen
on her chaise, "How do you fit in?"

Colleen - "I tend to the kitchen, and like John, share in the housework and
whatever else is needed."

Megan - "And sex?"

Colleen - "If you're asking do I have sex, the answer is yes; none of us in
the house are celibate," she said looking at the rest of us.

Megan - "Sex with who?"

Colleen - "Anyone I want as long as they want to have sex with me. It must be
mutually agreeable."

Megan - "What about with someone outside of the house?"

Colleen - "I suppose," she responded, but then looking at the rest of us, she
said, "But I haven't felt the need to have sex with anyone outside the house;
Mistress Liz, Maya, Sergio and John keep my sexually satisfied."

Liz - "You just got done having cunnilingus with my clit, Megan, yet you still
seem preoccupied with sex, would you like to have sex with one of us? With all
of us naked, I'm sure you're horny."

Megan blushed and looked from myself to Sergio and then to Mistress Liz, but
didn't say a word. "John, why don't you show Megan your room," Liz said, "so
that she can see the 'slave's quarters'," and Liz chuckled.

"Certainly, mistress," I said, "Megan, please follow me." I led her to my room
and said, "Sergio, Colleen and I have similar rooms, Mistress Liz and Maya are
upstairs." She looked around the room and I said, "Sit there," pointing to the
end of the bed. She sat and I said, "Let me ask you something first, how many
men have you been with, Megan?" Taken a little by surprise, she said, "Four,
maybe." "Maybe," I repeated, and she blushed, but remained silent. "OK, never
mind, right now I'm not fully erect, so I'm going to teach you how to please a
man," I said. She looked down studying my penis which was inches from her.

"First, feel me, put your hand at the base of my shaft," I said. She did. "Now
with your other hand, gently massage my scrotum." Again, she did as I asked.
"Notice that I'm becoming hard. Now with the hand that's on my shaft, slowly
begin to stroke me, that's it," I said as she began. "Now, brush the head of
my penis against your lips." She hesitated but didn't let go of me and I said,
"Go on, you pleasured Mistress Liz' clit, you can kiss my cock."

Her soft lips lightly touched the head of my cock. "Hmm," I said, "that's
good; now take me in your mouth. Have you ever done this with a man before?"
She briefly shook her head and then took the head of my penis in her mouth. I
rocked my hips back and forth several times until I was fully erect and then
pulled away from her. She looked up questioningly. "Don't worry, Megan, you
were doing everything right, but it's time that I satisfy you," I said, "Lay
on the bed."

"Pl-please, be gentle," she said as she moved back on to the bed, looking at
my erection. "I promise," I said kneeling on the bed between her legs. I
lowered myself, wrapping my arms under her and kissed the nape of her neck.
She wrapped her arms around me and I positioned the head of my penis against
her labia and slowly pushed. Her breath caught as I entered her and I asked
softly, "Are you all right, Megan?" "Uh-huh," she said, "Hmm, John, I," and
her breath caught again, "I haven't been, umm, with a man, that's," she seemed
to be lost in thoughts and emotions. "What, Megan," I asked softly in her ear
as I moved forward. "I, err, I haven't been with a man as big as ahh, you,"
she finally managed.

I chuckled which must have felt funny to her, because she chuckled too. I
began to move my hips and as I did, she matched my rhythm. Minutes later, she
gripped my back and I could tell she had had her first orgasm. I quickened the
tempo and went deeper. "Hmm," she cooed, "more," and I continued. A second and
third orgasm came and then when I was fully inside, I allowed myself to
climax. My rhythm slowed and finally we lay there in each other's arms while I
waited for Megan to catch her breath.

We rejoined everyone on the patio. "How did she do, John?" Liz asked. I looked
at Megan and then answered, "She did well, mistress." "Good," Liz said, "and
was John all that you thought he'd be, Megan?" "More," Megan replied, and
everyone laughed, Megan blushed. "That's alright, Megan," Maya said, "Johnny
hasn't disappointed any of us."

"Would you like to continue the interview, Megan," Liz asked. "Yes, if that's
all right with you," she said. "Certainly," Liz replied.

To be continued ...