The Submission of the Baroness E-Book

Wolf Grey

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 141

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Arrogant, conceited, aristocratic, but the pay is good, the job gives me a lot of free time. Then I got fired because of an imaginary stain on my car, because the daughter of the house was in a bad mood. For nothing, there was no stain, but now I was without a job. I felt the desire to show the family where they belong. Especially the young brat. Then chance put knowledge in my hands that enabled me to achieve my goal of enslaving the family. I would start with the mother before training the daughter. The family would learn what it means to obey their DOM. They learn quickly and obey more and more of their own accord and their own desire for submission.

Leseprobe

Contents

The Submission of the Baroness 1

Foreword: 1

An unexpected solution for my project 5

Secrets of the Noble Family 12

The Baroness has no choice but to obey me 24

She still knows exactly how to be a slave 28

The Baroness's Cunt Knows What's Proper 33

A slave should always get enough to drink 38

Isabell comes home unexpectedly. 42

Isabell learns everything about her family and who is to blame for the new situation 45

Isabell accepts my conditions 47

Isabell learns very quickly what I expect 50

Isabell’s disposition breaks out of her 51

Isabell learns to accept her new name 56

Slave Isabell suffers and moans with pleasure 62

The Baroness must make a choice 66

The first fuck as a pleasure piece of fat Walter 69

Both obey of their own free will 71

Who would have thought the young slave is still untouched 74

Slave Veronika completes the task alone 75

Isabell learns to be a good dog 81

I take away her innocence now 83

They proudly wear their label 89

An Orgasm as a Reward after Marking 95

A few more family secrets discovered 97

All employees are given the two women to use 100

A sharp matter and number 106

Thirst must be quenched 108

Orgasm through the Whip 115

Adel fucks Adel has style 121

The Baron returns and is subjugated like his wife and daughter 126

The slaves are prepared for the party 131

The party with the fuck pieces begins 142

The Baron learns everything about the slaves and his future 148

Wolf Grey c/o Werneburg Internet Marketing and Publication Service 158

Philipp-Kühner-Straße 2 99817 Eisenach 158

The Submission of the Baroness

Foreword:

My name is Hans Wolf, and for the past few years I have worked as a chauffeur for a noble family. It was a well-paid job that brought me more than my previous work as a broker of services for gentlemen looking for something special. I'm sure you understand what I mean: brokering good-looking ladies, especially when they also offer special services, is a business that can be fun. The competition on the market for this service had increased enormously, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to find ladies who were not only pretty but also intelligent. I decided to give up the business.

The job at the Baron was well paid; I got it through the recommendation of a former client, for whom I still arranged dates with some of the girls from time to time even after the closure of my little “company”.

As a thank you, so to speak, for having warmly recommended me to the Baron as a driver. In this case, the girls' earnings remained entirely with you, as I only made the appointments for him as a favor.

My new employer didn't know anything about my past. I earned a decent wage because I had to be available 24/7 if I was needed. But I had enough free time, I really couldn't complain.

The only thing that could really get on your nerves was the arrogance of the family. I had been working as a chauffeur for the family for five years and the little arrogant brat - I mean the daughter of the family - had turned into a big arrogant, stuck-up brat.

A very pretty brat, a cunt that I would have loved to fuck if she hadn't been my employer's daughter, so that I could fuck the arrogance out of her.

Then the day came when the arrogant young girl made fun of a small stain on her car. I hadn't done my job properly to keep the car spotless. She was just in a bad mood, there was nothing wrong with the car , it was spotless, she just wanted to take her bad mood out on whoever was nearby.

I replied that the car was as clean as a freshly bathed baby and that her excitement was a little over the top. This arrogant bitch went straight to her father to complain about me. Her father did everything the spoiled little brat wanted and fired me on the spot.

I drove home angrily. When I got there, I thought about how I could get revenge on the bitch, imagining how hot it would be to show the young girl how a woman should behave. I was convinced that introducing her to my collection of restraints, whips and gags would do her some good.

I am sure that she would do very well as a slave once she got rid of her arrogance and learned what a woman's sole purpose in life should be. I thought about how to teach this arrogant young bitch to behave properly in the presence of a man.

In my experience, all women were submissive at heart. It was only external circumstances that prevented them from showing their true nature. This requires a real man who takes every opportunity to make women understand who their boss is. Whether poor or rich, all women are equal in bed once they have learned what their job is. Especially if their body looks like that of the arrogant brat. It would be a shame to give that wonderful body to a guy who has no idea how to get the most pleasure out of it.

An unexpected solution for my project

Imagining something is one thing, putting it into practice is another. I imagined exactly how I would live out my dominant character, which had already made several women submit to me, on the Baroness and her daughter. I imagined in great detail how their arrogant nature, their condescending way of looking at other people, would dissolve into nothing under my dominance. I just had to find a way to make the two women submit to me.

At 45, the Baroness was still a beautiful woman with long legs and firm, well-formed breasts. In the years I worked for the family, I saw this often enough when she cooled off in the family swimming pool. Her green-blue eyes, her natural blonde hair, she was a feast for the eyes.

Her daughter, just 18 years old, did not yet have the full maturity of a woman, but had a somewhat more girlish body that still lacked the final touches of maturity to be an attractive woman, but would certainly be in no way inferior to her mother's beauty when her body was fully developed.

But unlike her mother, she had long, silky, jet-black hair. I fell asleep with that thought.

Over the next few months, I was unable to find a new, well-paid job. I was able to win a decent severance package in court because I had sued against the termination. So financially, I wasn't doing badly, but the money wouldn't last forever. I urgently needed to find new sources of income.

I toyed with the idea of getting back into the ladies' agency business. The ladies I needed weren't the problem. My attraction to the female sex was still strong enough, there were enough young girls with whom I could live out my dominant desires when I felt like it.

Getting some of them to serve as a source of money for me, to use their bodies for my profit, would be relatively quick and easy to accomplish.

Because there were enough of them who were really into me and would do anything for me. Some of them had already had sex with other men at my request. It was only a small step to persuade them to accept financial compensation for it, I was sure of that.

But I didn't really want to work as an "escort manager" again. The competition had become even greater than when I left the "business".

I desperately needed some fresh air to clear my head and then a cold, freshly tapped beer.

So I set off for a walk through the park near my apartment. Then I thought, drinking alone isn't as great as having a drink with someone.

I wanted to get something to eat and while I was waiting for my burger to be ready, I saw the Baroness coming out of a front door. She looked around cautiously and I wondered why. Should the fine lady have a lover? Well, I wouldn't be surprised, her husband was a Baron and had a lot of money, but he wasn't good-looking. He certainly wasn't great in bed either, if he was even able to satisfy a woman properly. If he wasn't even gay, I thought. But maybe this was my chance to get revenge. I waited until the Baroness had disappeared, by then my burger would be ready too.

I walked the few steps to the front door and then I saw the sign: “Sven Vogel, psychotherapist.”

Man, Sven, who would have thought. We knew each other from university, before I started my escort service. He never knew how I earned my money. I only ever told him about marketing. The last time we met, he was still employed, but seemed to have opened his own practice. I decided to ring the bell and ask him if we wanted to have a beer together again.

So I rang the bell and his voice came through the system. "Yes, please?" "Hello, Sven, this is Hans Wolf. I happened to be passing by and saw your sign. Open up, old boy." "Hans, man, I haven't seen you in ages." The buzzer sounded and I pushed the door open. After a few steps I reached the practice door and Sven was already standing in the doorway. "Hans, long time no see. How are you?" "Good. I just happened to see your sign and I thought I'd congratulate you. How long have you had your own practice?" "Four weeks and patients are already beating down my door."

"Exclusive clientele, I assume. I saw Baroness von Ehrlach come out earlier! I worked for you until recently, but then I was fired; the daughter was in a bad mood, for whatever reason. Because I dared to contradict her, she went straight to her father. Then I was fired."

"Hans, don't tell anyone, the Baroness will definitely find another psychologist if she knows you know me. A few more clients as rich as me and I'll be earning good money." "Of course, don't worry, I won't say anything, I promise. How about we have a beer together?" "Sure Hans, but wait a minute, I have to enter something into my PC from one of my last sessions." He went back to his desk, sat down and started writing. At the same moment he collapsed and fell off his chair. I immediately ran to him, he grabbed his heart. Damn, he's having a heart attack, I thought and immediately called the emergency doctor on the phone. He arrived a short time later and was able to stabilize him. Nevertheless, he had to go to the hospital immediately. "Don't worry Sven, I'll lock your practice and bring you the key to the hospital." Sven looked at me. "Thanks Hans." "It's a matter of honor, Sven, even if we haven't seen each other for ages, buddy, won't you stay buddy?" Then he was gone and I was alone in his office. OK, I'll close up shop here then, oh yes, the computer, I have to shut that down too. I was just about to do that when my eyes fell on the name where he was just typing in his data before he collapsed. I couldn't believe it, it was the file of the Baroness, whose file, since it was open, was not password protected. This was the opportunity, I thought, maybe there was something in Sven's file that could help me make the Baroness and her daughter my sex slaves.

I hesitated for a moment, it was a betrayal of Sven in some way, but then my anger at the family won out. Besides, Sven would never find out, but it wouldn't harm his earnings, I would make sure of that. If my plan works, I will make sure that the Baron and his wife recommend his practice to anyone who thinks they need therapy. This way I will secure him a good customer base from which he can live well, even if he had no idea about his help in making the noble family subservient to me. And I had to show my gratitude, since the family prevented me from finding new work. But once my plan was implemented, I could live well off the Baron's money. Then there would be no need to earn my money in less legal ways. I really had no desire to go back to my old job. Life as a pimp wasn't easy even then and the competition never sleeps. Besides, I've seen enough to know that the competition from the Russians is too strong and I value my life. I'm sure you understand what I mean.

But that would not happen. My compensation would be enough until I could take possession of the family. I would start with the Baroness, then her daughter would follow. Finally, the Baron himself. But first I would take a very close look at everything I had copied from Sven's file to know exactly which secrets could help me.

Secrets of the Noble Family

I immersed myself in Sven's notes. At first everything was quite harmless, a few extramarital affairs, nothing earth-shattering. But then I came across something that opened up a whole new perspective for me. It contained everything about the young years of the current baroness. If this became known, the family's reputation would be severely damaged.

This would certainly have serious financial consequences for the Baron and his wife. Apart from that, some of what I read there, at least legally. I printed everything out as a PDF file without password protection, sent it to my email address and printed out a summary. So I would get my old job back, with a higher salary, of course, and an additional bonus, which would consist of using the Baroness and her daughter sexually. The job as a chauffeur would then be just a cover to explain my renewed constant presence with the family. I will summarize what I have learned, which will be useful to me in achieving my revenge.

When she was younger, the Baroness had worked as a maid and slave in a dominatrix studio for Lady S. from Düsseldorf, and there she met the Baron, who, with the help of the dominatrix, sexually subjugated himself to other men. He was always masked because he did not want to be recognized as a public figure. I was right in my assumption that the Baron might be gay; he was definitely bisexual. I had not suspected that he had a submissive side, but that actually suited me very well for my plans. The absolute highlight was that his daughter was not even the product of his sperm.

The dominatrix for whom the current Baroness worked had a customer who was willing to pay her a considerable sum of money if he could lock his maid in a cell. He was allowed to keep her "captive" there, visit her regularly and fuck her. He had already prepared this cell in the basement of his house. Every time he visited the girl in the "cell" to fuck her, she had to defend herself against his "rape". It would make him absolutely horny if he had the feeling that he was fucking a woman against her will; she had to be able to convincingly pretend that she did not want to be fucked by him. Once he had impregnated this "victim", the game would be over. Of course, in reality he would never inflict violence on a woman in this way, which is why he was prepared to pay a considerable sum of money for it. He was not particularly interested in what would happen to the child, because from his point of view the child could also be aborted. Less than three months later, the current Baroness was pregnant. This is where the Baron comes into play, who - as already mentioned - was also a customer of Lady S.

At that time, according to Sven's notes, there was a rumor circulating that the Baron was homosexual and had a preference for young men.

Lady S. suggested to the Baron that he could put an end to these rumors by marrying a woman, preferably one who was already pregnant. This would put an end to the rumors. The baby would then be proof that he was not gay.

The Baroness reported that the Baron was not very enthusiastic about this idea, but Lady S. had promised her maid that if she allowed herself to be impregnated by the well-paying customer, she would ensure that she was financially secure.