A Mistress Just For Her (Patreon)

Konoei was desperate.

Lying under a blanket in the four poster bed of her mistress's bedroom she whined out loud. Yesterday she’d been formally employed in her service, a maid and slave to the whims of a dominant force of nature that had taken her in with barely a word.

Her black hair was mottled and frizzled outwards from a restless night's sleep. She was dressed in nothing but plain black lingerie, her fur visibly shaped around the undergarments that left little to the imagination. She shook her large ears out and up as she pulled herself out from under the velvet cover, her eyes beginning to focus even as her pent up desires continued to plague her mind.

Her mistress would be in soon, a schedule would be given to her and all of her tasks would need to be fulfilled without question. There was no pay other than the pleasure of doing her bidding, no respite from it without her permission and nothing to wear other than what was provided by her demanding and forthright owner.

This treatment was not against her consent. Far from it, she had wanted this for years, her whims never given any space by partners she’d met at college or high school. Submission, complete and total to the orders of another were all she had ever wanted and now she had it.

She had found her mistress through an online forum. Nothing overly sordid, but definitely not something she would’ve looked at if she’d had a job. But she didn’t, she’d been unemployed and wanted to beg and plead for some kind of release from her tiny, girlish bedroom that had never been repainted.

It had come in the form of a wolf, to her parents house no less, stating that she was here to pick her up. Back then she’d been bratty, a rebellious soul that refused all of her parents' whims. But the moment she’d looked up at the woman at her door she knew who she was. Her mother had looked at the two of them like she’d seen a ghost, a realization that her daughter had found a job working for such a person and that she had sought it out.

“I’m Diana, or Miss Diana to my subordinates. Your daughter applied to work in my household.”

It didn’t take long to convince her that it was for the best. Her attitude problems were explained, her behavior picked at in detail in front of her new mistress, every little detail of her life explained through the lens of those who had seen her at her most resistant to requests, orders and nagging. All the while the wolf had listened, her eyes glued to hers and unflinching even as her acts of rebellion were thoroughly delved into.

“She’s hired”

The words had hit her like a truck at the time. Her world had suddenly crashed to halt because of her desperate desires, her soul aching for the treatment she knew was coming even as fear clawed at her thoughts.

“I’ll send her paycheck to you. She’s clearly not responsible enough to handle it herself”

She had immediately wanted to protest but her words got caught in her throat, pulled out of her by the piercing eyes of her new mistress. Her mother smiled and had shaken her hand immediately, thanking Miss Diana as though she’d given her the money already.

She’d silently followed Diana to her car, stayed quiet for the whole trip and had barely made a noise when they crossed the threshold of the mansion the woman owned.

“Konoei, this is your new home.” she’d scoffed as Konoei shuddered at the power in her voice uttering her name “You’re mine now. Remember that”

She nodded, her head dropping as she tried to avoid eye-contact.

“Such a passive girl…” her mistress had grabbed her hand, taking her up to where she now lay.

“Nap. You’re tired, and I won’t have you starting your new job in that state.”

And so she had. She’d stripped down to her underwear and got into the luxurious bed, shaking from head to toe. Realization sunk in as the last few hours finally caught up to her.

She was a slave. A slave to a mistress who, as yet, had desires unknown.

And that made her feel… extremely good.

“Fuck…” she’d whispered under her breath, putting her hand into her panties and starting to rub. It had taken only a quick thought for her brain to make the connections it needed to make this whole situation a fantasy made manifest, her fingers moving and sliding to make the contact they needed. Moans and groans came from her muzzle as she thrust into her underwear, bucking as her horny mind gave way to an orgasm unlike any she’d ever felt before.

And then her memories blanked. And she’d woken up as she was now, awaiting a new fate and a new life in the hands of her mistress.

Footsteps began to come from the staircase outside, moving towards the door slowly and surely. The clatter of high heels ended as the door knob moved sideways and opened to reveal the figure of the wolf, her outfit now changed into a tight dress that accentuated her chest. Konoei hid behind the duvet instinctually, her head poking out of the top of it.

“Stand up”

The wolf didn’t enter the room. She stood in the open doorway with her eyes centered on Konoei, stern and clear.

“I..”

“Stand up Konoei”

She obeyed, jumping out of the bed quickly as her mind started to race to catch up to what the last day had meant. She was in this womens employ now, her slave, her…

“Open the dresser over there”

Konoei looked over to where Diana was pointing. An old chest of drawers was up against the wall, large metal handles on either side of each section. She walked up to it and pulled open the top drawer.

“Wha…”

Diapers. Inside the drawer were stacks and stacks of white, crisp plastic diapers. Each one was decorated in cute characters, little alphabet blocks and other babyish designs. But they weren’t sized for a child. These were sized for adults, folded over themselves several times and ready for wear.

“Pick one”

“But…”

“Pick one Konoei” Diana’s voice echoed round the room as it increased slightly in volume, the command being reiterated with a firmness that Konoei couldn’t disobey. She grabbed the first diaper she saw as she looked back and held it in front of her as she looked back towards her mistress.

“Good choice” Diana muttered “Follow me”

Konoei jogged up behind the wolf as she turned around, looking down at the diaper in her hands. What was this? Was she going to be taking care of another slave or…

She felt her body shiver. She was going to be wearing it. This was going to be round her waist, pushing her legs apart. She was going to be a diapered slave for a mistress. Just as she felt like she was starting to get her head around that, Diana led her through another door, this one opening onto a room that made her mouth drop open.

A nursery. A huge, colourful nursery, bright pink from top to bottom with white lace on every surface to make it look as girly as possible. Even as she stopped in the entranceway, Diana took her hand and pulled her over to the changing table that was position against the back wall before she could take it all in.

“Climb up”

She obeyed, without even making a sound. This was all too much, her mind was racing around and desperately trying to grab hold of something clear and distinct. But the cold plastic table just made her shiver and close her eyes as her mistress took the diaper from her hand.

“Let me make something clear” Diana started as she pulled off her underwear “This is your new life. You’re mine from here on out, and anything you do is done at my command. Do you understand Konoei?”

She nodded. This was all happening so fast, too fast.

“I…”

“No talking” Diana lifted her legs and started wiping her nethers with a cold wipe “I see you’ve already made a mess of your underwear. No matter”

Konoei felt a blush race to her cheeks, memories of last night flickering back into her brain. She could swear the feelings she was getting now were the same, the humiliation of the situation pushing at the same buttons.

“You won’t have time to use the bathroom here” Diana continued “Each of your jobs will require your full focus and attention. I don’t need maids who are running back and forth to the potty every hour”

Konoei breathed hard as her bare legs were exposed, her lower body now left to the elements as Diana pulled a wipe from a packet.

“Stay still”

As the wet napkin was pulled around her nethers she gasped and tried to freeze in place. Diana moved around her intimate areas, quickly and efficiently removing the remains of her pleasurable experiences the night before.

Before she had time to rearrange her thoughts she felt another substance start to make contact. Powder.

“This will keep you from getting a rash during your shift.”

Her mistress rubbed her groin with her hands, soft but firm, with her fingernails slightly slipping against her skin. No pain, but the humiliation for Konoei just kept increasing, her face getting increasingly flush with every second.

Her legs were lifted into the air as the thick padded undergarment she knew was coming was placed under her butt. She shifted instinctually to make it comfortable, only for a swat to hit her bottom.

“I said stay still, little one”

Konoei could only mewl, her body freezing in place again as Diana pulled the front up through her legs. Once they were let back down again the wolf proceeded to grab at the four tapes, tightening them round her stomach in quick motions before stepping back from the table to admire her handiwork. Her bladder responded to the new underwear by indicating it was ready to be used whenever she next lost control. It wasn’t full, yet, but she knew it wouldn’t be long.

“Good, only a little squirming.”

Konoei sat up and felt the diaper start to crumple up and puff out between her thighs. It was pushing her legs apart, the adorable designs staring back at her just a further reminder of her new status.

“Now, stand up. We need to get you in your uniform.”

She obeyed, shuffling to the floor and watching as Diana pulled a maids outfit from the wardrobe. Black and white trim was there from head to toe, frilly polyester around a velvet smooth dress.

“But I…”

“Konoei, you need to wear your uniform”

She stammered out some noises but felt compelled to obey. The wolf pulled the huge garment over her head, the crinkle of her diaper mixing with the crinkle of the trim as it swished around her waist. Her arms slipped through the holes, and once she was able to look back down at herself, she shivered.

She was a housemaid. A submissive maid that had to do the orders of her master. This was her life now. This was her uniform.

Why did she feel so hot? Her face rushed with blood as she flushed with humiliation. She instinctively reached down to her crotch, her body reacting as it had done in all her fantasies. She felt the outside of the diaper and realized what she was doing, her eyes widening as she looked back towards Diana, her eyebrow raised and a sly smile across her lips.

“I knew I’d got the right girl for the job” she muttered “So, let’s get you to work shall we?”

Konoei nodded, mewling as she followed Diana back downstairs, every step forcing her to feel the thick diaper between her legs. She couldn’t help but feel a rush every time she heard it, her brain in a mix of both ecstasy and fear she couldn’t describe.

The kitchen she was brought into was a traditional, almost rustic arrangement. Oak cupboards adorned the walls, separated by more modern appliances that were a stark contrast to the rest of the aesthetic. Plates, pans and other crockery were hung or stacked neatly, bar a few that clearly required some washing up. It looked like a perfect kitchen to cook a meal for a socialite, to show off to friends.

“Get to work”

Konoei looked back at Diana “Wo..work?”

Diana sighed “Yes dear, work. What I hired you for. Clean up the crockery and find the other supplies for getting this place spotless under the sink. I’ll be back in an hour and if it’s not done, I’ll find a suitable punishment. But I’m sure we won’t need that will we?”

Konoei shivered again, looking back at the kitchen “But.. but I…”

Diana simply turned around and left her there as she stuttered “One hour”

And with that she closed the door to the kitchen and left Konoei alone. She took stock of what was happening, her mind racing. She needed to clean, she needed to do what her new mistress was telling her to do. She needed to… needed to…

She felt herself rubbing at the front of her diaper again. Each second in this was driving her crazy, each second in this scenario was a fantasy she’d dreamed about, desired for so long. But now it was real, it was happening and her body was taking the driving seat as she fell to her knees and pushed the diaper closer to her nethers. She started to hump at the padding, her desire to orgasm overriding all other feelings.

Except one. One that had been a distraction for the last half hour, one that now gave her an opportunity to up the feelings of humiliation. She breathed out, slowly relaxing her lower abdomen as panting replaced her breathing. Warmth began to spread across her crotch, her diaper soaking up her “accident” without an issue and simply adding to the collection of sensory inputs that were driving her insane with sexual desire.

She pulled her rear into the air and humped her now newly squishy front, every fibre of her being desperate for release. The additional mush that her diaper now had the front was what had been needed, and with a huge moan she came the hardest she ever had in her life. The diaper cared not for what she was putting into it.

But the wolf behind her, who had been watching with a look of consternation, certainly did.

“Having fun down there my little maid?”

She hadn’t heard the door open. She’d been so tunnel visioned that anything else had been ignored by her brain, so dominated had it been by the feelings around her groin.

“I… I…”

“Turn over. Now”

Konoei obeyed, lying with her back on the cold tiled floor as Diana inspected the damage.

“Yes Miss…”

“No more words. Not a one”

She stammered as Diana moved her hands into her leak guards, moving them around her now soiled front. Tutting came from her mouth, seemingly every second resulting in further disapproval.

“Turn over again”

Konoei did so, feeling a hand pull her dress up as the rear of her diaper was inspected. A scoff came from Diana’s muzzle “Not yet I guess”

She felt the tape above her tail being removed and the back of her diaper pulled down. Before she could make another move, or think another thought, a hand slammed into her exposed buttocks. She screamed with surprise and shock, pain shooting through her back as another hit came down.

“Quiet” Diana commanded “I’ll deal with you properly later, but for now a few of these should help you think about what you’re doing.”

Konoei lost count of how many spanks came down almost immediately but her muzzle stayed shut. Her mind was already racing again, the ante of humiliation upping again as if her desires were becoming reality in real time. When it stopped, she was holding back tears and gritting her teeth, each moment in time a horribly stretched period that left her with nothing but the horny thoughts in her mind.

“Get up”

She obeyed, her jelly legs barely supporting her now pained body as she looked up at Diana, her face stark.

“You will not do that again without permission. Do you understand?”

Konoei nodded “Yes Miss.. Miss Diana”

The wolf peered down and moved her muzzle closer.

“What will you not do without permission, maid?”

Konoei shivered, her still wet diaper squished between her legs and was trying to force her mind back to the state it had been in only a few minutes prior.

“I… I will not… I will not… I will not masturbate without permission Miss Diana”

The wolf moved away, once again leaving the newly chastised maid alone in the kitchen as she crossed the threshold of the door.

“I’m leaving this open this time. You have thirty minutes. Get on with your new job.”

As she turned a corner and left Konoei’s sight, she couldn’t help but feel as though that was all she wanted to do. This job, for Miss Diana, forever.