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Blind Love

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Blind Love

Suzy has been totally blind since birth. She is pretty and small built, but with full, pert breasts. Although she is twenty years old she looks younger because she is less than five feet tall and her face is not care worn or troubled.

I met her when I was doing some voluntary driving work. I was detailed to pick her up from her parents home and take her to her occupational therapy centre. She was chatty and friendly. I enjoyed her company. When we got to talking about her life I discovered that she spent most days in really boring activity making basketware. She was full of life and energy that was going to waste and she had never had a proper boyfriend.

After driving her two or three times over a month, I started to make sure th

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at I was available when I knew that she would require driving and it did not take long before I persuaded her to tell the therapy centre that she had a medical appointment so that I could take her out for a few hours.

That really started it. I drove her to a deserted car park in some woodland that I know well and invited her to come for a walk with me. I held her hand to guide her along the paths and she obviously like it. We sat down on some grass and I put may arm around her and kissed her. She didn't resist at all. After a few moments of gentle kissing we became passionate. When she was very excited I caressed her breasts outside her clothing and placed her hand on my very stiff prick. She was groaning with desire, but I stopped it on that occasion and took her back to the centre.

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So! What about me? I am 52 years old. I have enough money to make me comfortable after running my own business for many years and then selling it. Unfortunately, my wife of a long time left me for a younger man who might one day provide her with even greater wealth. At my age and not being the world's greatest looker, I have been lonely since then and I am determined that no other woman will take me for the huge amount of money that she has and leave me distraught. Apart from all that though, a man is a man and I want a sexual partner as much as any other.

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After that first kiss and cuddle, Suzy was desperately keen to try some more. We created frequent reasons to get off to the woods and made the very most of them. Her experience had been limited to fumblings with blind boys that she met at her special school and none of them had been at all satisfactory. She had never had full sex although one of them had put his dick in her mouth once. Due to surprise she pushed him away and that was the end of it. However, she found it quite exciting and frequently repeated the event in her mind when she was masturbating, which she did very frequently. Once she had told me this I obviously let her have a taste of mine and she didn't take much training before she had a beautiful sucking technique, enjoyed swallowing cum and was brilliant learning to take me right down her throat.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, she was deeply in love with me and I really wanted to set up home with her and take things on a lot, lot further. I had expected problems with her parents because of the age difference, but the truth was that they were delighted to discover a respectable man having such an interest in their daughter and they were happy to visit me at home. They had a few qualms when she started staying overnight, but being of full age they couldn't do anything other than tell her to take care and we soon set up home together.

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We fucked conventionally, of course, but I made sure that she only had an orgasm with my prick in her throat. She had been used to wanking for a long time and all I had to do was work her clit with my fingers at the right time and I could get her to a climax every time I came into her mouth or throat. It made her love cock sucking and that was just fine with me.

Although I gave Suzy a lot of love and affection, I have to confess that I never told her how good she was at cock sucking. She was worried that with all my life experience and long marriage I would be disappointed with her inexperienced efforts. The boasts of the kids at school and the occupational unit had made her think that they were wildly adventurous although it was probably all fantasy. The truth was that I was having better sex than in the whole of my life, but I was happy to go along with her belief and tell her that I would train her to get her up to the necessary standard for us to have a happy life together.

She was really pleased with this idea. She had really enjoyed her initial cock sucking training and she got a lot of security out of training because her whole life had really been being trained how to cook safely, get around satisfactorily and so on. I decided to push it just a bit further and said that the training would only really be effective if she was punished if she fell below standard and I was amazed when she replied that she agreed completely. Her Daddy had spanked her whenever she did something wrong and it was only because of that that she had kept out of trouble and danger until now. With a little further questioning it turned out that Daddy had used his hand, belt and a cane on her bare ass whenever he felt the need right up until she came to live with me. I was absolutely gob smacked, but I never let on and said that was absolutely right and proper of him although she would have to understand that learning to be a good wife was a lot more serious than the lessons of childhood and she might have to expect a little more serious chastisement from me than her father had given her. She looked just a little worried, but agreed readily.

I had a lot of plans and one of my first actions was to make arrangements for Suzy to have a guide dog. At the dog training centre they were a bit surprised when I insisted that the dog had to be male and with his balls intact, but they never questioned it at all said that it would not be any problem. There were none ready trained that fitted my requirements, so I agreed with them that I would buy a pedigree labrador puppy and present it to them for training. We would be able to take delivery in six months. I selected a gorgeous golden puppy whose parents were large, very healthy looking dogs. Suzy had never had a dog and always got around with a long stick and another human being on most occasions. She absolutely adored stoking and cuddling the puppy before we handed him over for training and she couldn't wait for him to be back with us. We had to name him before he went for training. He is 'Muff'.

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Anyway, back to the training. I set a rule that Suzy must suck me off before she ever got out of bed. In addition to this, I would take her in the mouth whenever I wished and she was required to swallow all of my cum on every occasion. She would be punished if she failed meet the rules completely including the spilling of any cum or failing to take me completely as I wanted. The very first morning after the rules had been set, she hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom before climbing back in beside me. As she went to cuddle up to me I snapped harshly:

"On your knees on the floor for ten strokes of the belt."

She gave a little squeal and turned her head up to me mumbling "why?"

"Why Master" I replied. "And you know why. You got out of bed without doing your duty"

Realisation crossed her face and she dived her head to get my prick in her mouth, but I pulled her back by her hair and ordered her onto her knees. Without any further hint of resistance, she jumped out of bed and got on her knees with her head to the floor. Legs slightly parted and her ass high. It was quite obvious how her father had done things and I don't think that it was just about discipline. I took a leather trouser belt from the wardrobe, doubled it in my hand and gave her one firm whack across both buttocks. She barely flinched and called out "one" in a clear, firm voice. I asked her why she had called out the number and she said that if she didn't her father would not count it and she would get more than he had said. I replied that this was quite correct and that she must do the same for all the punishments she would get from me. I gradually increased the force of the blows over the next four or five strokes until she was crying and calling out a little as each stroke raised another brilliant mark on her ass.. Still she kept up the counting. She kept in position too, until after the last stroke had been counted when she fell in a sobbing heap on the floor and clutched her hands to her scorching bottom.

I ordered her back into bed and gave her a throat fucking until I came a huge load into her mouth and she convulsed in an explosive orgasm. When she had swallowed my cum and licked me clean I turned her round to kiss and lick her burning buttocks while I worked her clit to a further series of intense orgasms.

That little lesson was very effective. Most mornings I woke to the sensation of my prick swelling in Suzy's mouth. If she needed a piss in the night, she would suck me gently so as not to wake me too suddenly until I eventually shot my load and she could go to relieve herself. Whenever I woke first I would just tap her lightly and she was down on me immediately.

Of course there were times when she gagged or coughed and sometimes she spilled a little. I warmed her ass on each of these occasions and she learned very quickly. Once when I was giving her a hard throat fucking on the bed she choked and threw up on the bed clothes. It was obviously not her fault except that she had to learn to conquer her gag reflex and relax her throat under all conditions and she hadn't yet got to that stage. Anyway I didn't like being interrupted or having the sheets soiled, so the punishment was a bit harder than usual. O ordered her onto her knees with her body upright and her hands clasped behind her back. I picked up the cane from its home on my bedside cabinet and gave her a good hard one across the tops of her tits after telling her that she was going to get six of the cane. She obediently cried out "One Master" although the blow was clearly a shock and tears came immediately to her eyes. The welt on her tits was beautiful. Within a few seconds I gave her another one just the same. Her tits bounced wildly and they were swelling with the bruises from the cane. She managed to call the number, but her voice was faltering with the pain.

I decided to put the next one across her belly, which caused her to bend sharply forward with the shock. Because I had not told her where I would hit and she could not see what I was doing, she had no idea what to expect next other than that there were still three more strokes to come. She straightened up without me needing to order her and knelt ready for the continuation of her punishment with tears running down her lovely cheeks. I aimed directly at her nipples and got her tits right on their front. She gasped as it took the wind from her lungs and the reddened, swollen and striped tits swelled a little more. Suzy screamed with this stroke and only just managed to call out the number.

I went and took a sip of water and then poured a little from the glass over each of her breasts.. I am not sure why I did this. I don't know whether the cooling would have been soothing at all, but I had a bit of a recollection that wet skin stung worse when it was spanked. I don't think I really wanted to hurt her any more than I was already doing, but who knows. I put the next one on her belly again. I angled it differently and it left a kind of wide cross mark. She didn't even bend this time. She called out "five Master" quite clearly and firmly. She knew that the end of her punishment was close. Her final one was again across the top of her tits. There was a little splash from the wet skin and a loud squeal before Suzy managed to call out "six Master" before clutching her breasts and curling up crying.

I admired, kissed, cuddled and caressed those bruised and swollen breasts for well over two weeks before the marks had faded into a general discolouration. Suzy could not see any of this of course, but she could feel the welts and the changes in the shape of her swollen tits. It hurt her a lot, but she loved the attention that she got. Each day I told her about the changes in the colour of her tits. Colour doesn't have any real meaning to her, but she knows that it is a big part of the sighted world and she was fascinated that her body could present a different picture to me each day as it went through shades of red, purple, black, brown, yellow and even green. Because of the cross on her stomach I called her my hot cross bun, but she said that was not right because she was not cross. She was grateful so I called her torrid tits instead.

On one occasion she got to giggling while she was sucking me and nipped the end of my dick with her teeth. It wasn't much, but I yelled out and told her to prepare herself for punishment. She would be taught that the genitals are sensitive and to be treated with loving care. This was going to be a serious punishment. Apart from the little accident with the teeth, cock sucking is a serious business. She must learn to give it every bit of her attention and she does not laugh with my prick in her mouth. I shaved her cunt completely free of all pubic hair and told her that she was going to get a cunt whipping. To build up the tension for her, I made her stay naked in the bedroom while I went out and bought some thin leather strips from a local horse tack shop whose owner is a very good friend of mine. Luckily he was in and while the girl was cutting the thongs to my requirements, I went and had a chat with him. He knew about my new relationship although he had never met Suzy and I told him that I needed a pussy whip for a bit of discipline and I was going to make one up. He said that there was no need for me to do it. He knew exactly what I required and he would make it up himself. When I asked him how long it would take he said it would be about an hour and he would drop it round to my place to save me waiting.

It was obvious that he wanted to see Suzy and I decided that I would let him, so I set off back home. My mind was racing. I had never involved anybody else in my love making and certainly never discussed anything like it with Suzy. When my wife took a lover I had fantasised about what she did with him, but I had never had any group sex or watched other people making love except in porno films. My mind was racing. Did I dare to involve my friend and if so how?

By the time I got home I had made up my mind that I was going to involve Peter, but that I would take it very carefully. Suzy was very anxious. She was tearful and asked what position she must take for her cunt whipping. I put her on the bed and demonstrated how she must lie on her back, lift her legs up so that her feet are above her shoulders and grasp her ankles so that she holds her legs straight with the feet as wide apart as possible. She did this, displaying her cunt and ass beautifully. While she was in position I explained that I had ordered the whip to be specially made for her punishment and that the craftsman would be delivering it shortly. When the doorbell rang, she was to answer the door, naked as she was now, and invite the whip maker in.

Suzy made no reply as I explained what she was to do. Her face showed fear and an inability to know how to respond. I took her in my arms, cuddled her and kissed her passionately. I whispered gently into her ear that she knew she must be punished to make her perfect in our relationship and that I would protect her always from coming to any harm. She was going to be given a painful cunt because she had hurt my prick and the man who had been kind enough to help her by making the instrument of her punishment would get to see the beautiful recipient of his craftsmanship.

The tension eased from her body and she kissed me back with obvious, hot excitement. I felt her cunt and it was soaking.

When the doorbell rang, Suzy was already waiting and she opened it immediately, standing back from the door as she did so. I stood a few paces behind her and watched the face of Peter. He let out a silent whistle as he looked at the naked beauty standing before him with her bald cunt still pink from its earlier shaving and her own excitement. I called out "come in" and he quickly did so, closing the door behind him. Before he could say anything I said "Welcome to our home Peter. Suzy wishes to thank you for coming and for helping her with her training."

Peter took the whip from his pocket. It was an amazing sight as he stood before Suzy looking her up and down, with his prick as stiff as a ramrod pushing his trousers out like a tent. He is a powerfully built man standing more than six feet three inches tall and he looked a giant peering down on her small, slim figure.

"Suzy will take the whip and lead us to the bedroom"

Suzy put out her hand in response to my words and Peter placed the whip in it as she said "thank you Master" and bent her knees in a little curtsey. I had not taught her this and wondered where it came from, but I liked it. Suzy made her way to the bedroom and I gestured to Peter to come with us. Nothing was said.

In the room, I took the whip from Suzy's hand and instructed her to get into position. I examined the whip, which was a light device with six thin leather thongs as I had ordered. What I did not expect was that the handle was also in leather and shaped like a fairly large dildo. It was soft, but firm to handle. The thongs were about two feet long. I struck the whip into the palm of my own hand and told Suzy that twelve strokes would be appropriate for her offence.

Without any further delay, I brought the whip down directly on the oozing pink lips of her cunt. She called out "one Master" and her labia immediately reddened with deeper coloured marks on her pubic mound where the ends of the whip bit in to the flesh. I continued without pause, delivering six strokes all around the same area before I slowed the pace and spread the strokes a little onto the very tender inner thighs. By ten strokes she was screaming as each one fell and the whole of her cunt area was brilliantly reddened and ridged with welts. Despite this, Suzy was still hanging onto her ankles and and calling out the strokes. I turned to Peter who was transfixed. Gazing at Suzy's punished pussy, he realised that I was looking at him and broke his reverie. I passed him the whip and and indicating 'two' with my fingers, I stood aside and gestured to him to take my place to complete the punishment. He hesitated for a second, but when I nodded to him in encouragement he raised his arm and brought the whip down. He got a direct hit on the swollen cunt lips and Suzy's ass leapt off the bed as she screamed and called out "eleven Master" Peter smiled with enjoyment at having the opportunity to do this and looked to me again. I smiled back and nodded that he should carry on with the last stroke. He raised it a little higher than previously and gave her the final one dead centre and I saw some of the whip strands enter right inside her. She thrashed around in pain letting go of her ankles as she called out the final stroke number. I took the whip from Peter, thrust the dildo like handle fully home into her throbbing cunt and told her to wait where she was for me to return.

I took Peter downstairs where we had a cup of tea. I thanked him for his excellent work and asked him how much I owed him. He said that I must be joking, he would have paid a lot to come and see and do what had just happened and I was very welcome to the whip with his compliments. He said that he hoped that it got a lot of use and gave plenty of pleasure. Without making any offers about why, I said that as a very good and long time friend I thought that it was time he visited sometimes. He realised from my tone and what we had just done that there might be a bit more on offer than a drink and a chat and he said that he would love to come around. I made an arrangement for a week ahead and showed him to the door.

Returning to Suzy, I worked her to an orgasm with the new dildo whip and my prick deep in her throat. As I was working on her, I told her that she was going to make her payment to Peter for the whip next week when she would offer her mouth to him and show him how skilled she had become from her excellent training. She could not reply because of my prick, but from her squirming I knew that she was very excited.

In the week before Peter came we put a lot of time into cock sucking practice. Neither of us have to go out to work so she was able to spend a lot of each day on the sofa with her head in my lap perfecting her licking and sucking techniques. Whenever I felt like it I would take her head firmly in my hands and deep throat her. From time to time I would give her a full scale throat fuck. Whenever I felt a bit sore I would instruct her to lick and suck my balls to give my dick a little time for recovery. Apart from sleeping, eating and other natural breaks we spent the majority of the time for the whole week in intensive training. She had pretty well completely overcome jaw ache by now, but on the day that Peter was due to come I gave her eight hours off so that her mouth would be fully relaxed to serve my friend. During this time I told Suzy what she was going to say to Peter and she practised it in her mind.

At the appointed date and time, the doorbell rang and Suzy went naked to answer it. When she opened the door and stepped back there was exactly the same result as when Peter had delivered the pussy whip. He stepped into the house with a prick fighting to get out of his trousers. Of course Suzy was completely unaware of this, but I could see it and Peter knew that I could.

I welcomed Peter and invited him into the lounge. I directed him to the settee and he sat down beside me. Suzy followed us and knelt before Peter.

"Good evening Sir and welcome to our home. My Master has trained me to pleasure him with my mouth and I humbly request that I may try to please you similarly in return for your kindness in supplying one of my essential training aids."

Before Peter could respond I stood up and said that it might be a good idea if he took off his clothes while I went and got us a drink. As I walked across to the drinks cabinet Peter leapt to his feet and started pulling of his clothes. I returned with a very large whisky for each of us. I handed the drink to Peter who was already down to just his shoes and socks. Grabbing Suzy by the hair I guided her to him and she took his very large prick in her mouth.

I have a good sized prick for a normal man, but Peter is a much bigger man than I am and his dick was in proportion to his greater size. It was a hell of a buzz to see the really rigid member stretch Suzy's mouth as she went to work on it. She had practised hard for this moment and she was determined to do a god job, but I cold see that she was surprised at what a mouthful she had got.

I said:

"We have got all evening so let us settle down and take things slowly." I put my hand on Peter's shoulder and he sat himself back down on the sofa as Suzy followed, taking care to ensure that she kept him in her mouth. While they were settling I removed my own clothes and told Peter that as my guest for the evening he could either let Suzy suck him in her expert way or he could take the action to her and fuck her throat as hard as he wanted. However, it was her mouth only that was available.

Peter raised his glass and said "cheers" and we both took a large drink of the whisky. Peter knew that Suzy was visually handicapped, but as we drank and chatted I explained that she had never had any sight at all and how we had fallen in love. She was now my lifetime partner and I was training her in the arts of serving me as the head of the household. She was already an expert cock sucker and it was her wish to ensure that my guests should find their visits to our house to be as memorable and pleasurable as they could possibly be. He was our first guest and I wanted him to go away happy. Peter finished his drink and said that he was already very happy. While Suzy worked her mouth and tongue over his engorged prick. I refilled the glasses and as I returned I could see that Peter was already close to cumming and he was trying to hold himself back. I pulled Suzy's head away and told him that when he was ready to cum he should not hesitate to shoot his load into her mouth. She expected it and she would take care to swallow it all. However, he did not have to be passive. Her mouth was his for the evening to use as he liked and it might be best to relax for a while and think about whether he might like to fuck her throat as well as have her lick and suck him. I pushed Suzy's face into his crotch as I was talking and she got on with licking and sucking his balls.

Peter asked me if I really thought that Suzy could take him into her throat because he had never managed to do that with a woman. His wife enjoyed sucking him, but she complained that her jaw was aching after a short while and she had never throated him. She really didn't like him to cum in her mouth and would always stop when she thought that he was close. I laughed and said that Suzy was a professional and he should find out what a real woman could do for a guy.

At this point , after downing the second very large whisky, Peter asked if he could have a look at the state of Suzy's cunt a week after the whipping that she had with his whip. Well I really could not refuse that since he had made the instrument and taken part in the punishment so I told Suzy to lie on the floor with her legs spread and I filled the glasses again.

I had not intended for her cunt to get any attention from Peter this evening, but even so I had made Suzy treat her pubic area with hair removing cream this morning because I did not want her to have unpleasant stubble from the shaving the previous week.

Peter and I knelt either side of her and closely examined the the remaining bruises. We traced the lines of the whip with our fingers over the glistening lips of her cunt. I made it clear to Peter that her mouth was his for this evening, not her cunt, but in view of his very special part in her flogging he could finger his handiwork if he wished. I explained that the reason for her whipping had been because she was careless with her teeth and now there was not the slightest risk of a bite on his tender parts. After we had felt and probed her for a few minutes while we drank our drinks, I gave her a good kiss on the cunt and winked to Peter that he could do the same. When he did it I noticed that he slid his tongue right inside her and came up with his face wet with cunt juice.

"Time to get back to business I think". I said to Peter. "Do you want to give her throat a good fucking now or do you want to let her suck you off and save the rougher stuff until later?"

He handed me his empty glass, grabbed her by the left tit and pulled her into a kneeling position as he stood up. Taking her hair in one hand and his prick in the other, he put it in her mouth and thrust it right down her throat. For all the training that I had given Suzy , I wasn't sure that she could cope with this, but there was not any gagging at all. Peter put one huge hand on each side of her head and pumped his massive prick in and out of her throat. I stared at her and I could see it going down and then her neck reduce in size as he withdrew before it was engorged again. What a fantastic sight. I had never seen anything like it. I refilled our glasses and as I got back he pulled her face hard into his groin and he shuddered as he shot spurt after spurt of cum deep into her throat.

After that we sat down for a while drinking and talking while Suzy licked and sucked on Peter until he was hard again. He came in her mouth twice more before the drink overcame him. We got him dressed and called a taxi to take him home.

When He had gone I told Suzy what a beautiful and wonderful lover she was and I finally relieved my raging prick into her.

I cum in Suzy's mouth or throat at least once every day and she can take a full blooded throat fuck from a prick larger than mine as well as servicing me to perfection. We were at the point where her cock sucking expertise was so great that it was time to move onto further training. But that is another story.

 

Sex Slave for Hire

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The house was in the country, on a small estate surrounded by forest. The couple was young, in their mid-thirties, with the kind of jobs that meant they rarely had to sit behind a desk. They had money and needs, and word went out through the vine I listened to that they were looking for a maid, and a slave.

   I rang the doorbell. A moment later the door opened and a very attractive young man stared down at me. His skin was brown, Latino, I thought, and his eyes black. He had an arrogant look to him, and I hoped he wasn't the Master of the house. He wore black leather pants and nothing else, his body rippling with smooth muscle.

   He let me in and gestured that I should follow him. He took me to a salon where the M

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aster and Mistress of the house reclined on couches.

   The Mistress motioned me to a chair. The interview began. I answered their questions honestly; I was here in the hope of laying myself bare to them, giving them all I had, and I would start now. I studied them discreetly and liked what I saw. She was slim, willowy, with long chestnut hair and amused green eyes. He was tall, well-built, with short dark hair and a supremely handsome face. I felt myself grow moist just looking at him, at his strong, capable hands. When it came time for me to strip and let them examine me, I trembled at their touch, their probing fingers making me wetter than ever. I moved into various positions for them as they pinched and swatted me, testing my reactions. I gasped and whimpered softly, a hot flush on my skin as I let them study me. I prayed they would be pleased.

   They exchanged a glance, and I knew they wanted me. There was a contract to sign, and I felt a thrill of arousal as I signed over my body and my sexual freedom to them. I was given a week to sort out my affairs and an order to refrain from indulging in pleasuring myself, or anyone else. 

   The week passed by in a blur. My thoughts never really left their large house, and my body throbbed in anticipation of all that would come.

   When I returned, baring just one small suitcase, the same man brought me into the house. We did not speak to each other; the collar around his neck told me he was a slave too, and would wait to be told by his Mistress if he could speak. I, too, could wait.

   He led me to a bedroom that I guessed would be mine. On the bed was laid out my uniform. He stayed with me while I undressed and put it on. I could feel his eyes on me, hot and angry. I looked at his arrogantly handsome face, now marred with hatred. He resented my presence here, that was obvious. But I did not think it would become a problem.

   The uniform was a maid's costume, with a black corset and a stiff black skirt like a lampshade barely touching my skin. There was no underwear, but garters and stockings were included. The other slave came over to tighten the laces on my corset; I gripped the bedpost and gritted my teeth as he viciously pulled on them, tightening them until I could barely breathe. My breasts spilled up over the top, my nipples peeking up. I slipped my feet into the spiky stilettos and did a practice walk - it had been a while.

   I heard footsteps in the doorway and the other slave immediately sank to his knees. I did the same, pressing my forehead to the floor.

   "Let's take a look, shall we?" the Master said. "Up."

   We rose to our feet and the Master scrutinised me. I held myself still as he ran his hands up my legs, brushed his lips across my breasts, and lightly slapped my bottom, rubbing the tender flesh.

   "Very nice, very nice indeed," he said finally. He looked over at the other slave, standing quietly nearby. "Go and get them."

   The slave was gone but a moment and when he returned the Master told me to turn around and bend over the bed before I had a chance to see what he carried. With every inch of me tingling in anticipation and more than a little fear, I did as instructed.

   "Spread your legs for me," the Master ordered. I moved them apart as far as I could and he moved in behind me. My skirt was pointing up at the ceiling, my bum and shaved pussy completely exposed. The Master ran his finger between my lips and then dipped the tip into the pool of juice collecting there. Then it wasn't his finger but a round ball, and he was pushing it inside me. Not just one, but a string of balls, inserted deftly inside me. I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut to keep from making a sound. Finally they were all in, and the Master tugged gently at the string dangling between my thighs. Pleasure spun through me and I gasped aloud, earning me a smack.

   "There will be no orgasms without permission. Do you understand?"

   I forced my voice to be steady while I tried to fight the rippling sensations he caused by tugging on the string of beads. "Yes Master, I understand," I said obediently.

   The tugging stopped but he didn't move away. His hands roamed my arse cheeks and smacked and rubbed them until they were warm and red. I felt him pry my cheeks apart and oil was dribbled down my crack and into my arse hole. Before I had a chance to take in this new sensation a butt plug was inserted in one shove. I jerked and made a sound, unable to help myself.

   The Master sighed, disappointed in me already. "Take her to the punishment room. I will not permit disobedience in my slave."

   Down to the basement I was taken and swiftly tied to a whipping post, my skirt removed so it would not get in the way. The male slave smirked at me, pleased to see me lose favour so quickly. The rivalry between us had begun before I'd even arrived.

   A silky voice remarked, "Oh dear, punishment so soon? I had such high hopes for her."

   "A small thing, my love," the Master replied to the Mistress. "But please, stay and watch."

   I could not see them, but I listened and trembled as the Master picked out an instrument and took up position behind me. The first thwack landed squarely across my cheeks, striking the base of the butt plug and pushing it up inside me even more. The mix of pain and pleasure was unbearable. The blows rained down on my bottom and I was soon squirming and crying, begging for pardon.

   "Not until you can take your punishment quietly," the Master said sternly, pausing in his strokes for me to stop my sniffling. Then the whipping continued, and I bit my lip until it bled, determined not to cry out and displease him again.

   Finally, the punishment stopped. The other slave untied me none too gently and led me over to the Master. I watched, curious, as the Mistress beckoned to the other slave and he eagerly went to her.

   "All that whipping has made me wet, my toy," she said to him, sitting down in a big armchair and spreading her legs. "Kneel and bring me pleasure." He immediately dropped to his knees before her and bent his head to his task. My own pussy juices dripped at the sight.

   "Ah, all in good time," the Master said in my ear, his breath fanning my desires even more. "This is your first day in our service, and it hasn't started very well, has it?"

   "No Master. Forgive me Master."

   His hand slid up my leg and tugged on the string dangling from my pussy. I nearly came right there, with my arse on fire and the balls jerking inside my pussy, my back hole plugged and oiled, but with an effort I controlled myself.

   "Very good. I see you're learning, but what I want is total and absolute obedience." He sat in an armchair across from his wife, who watched us with a lazy smile on her luscious lips as her 'toy' ate her out, and drew me onto his lap. "I won't often fuck your pussy, my slave," he proceeded to tell me - I swallowed my disappointment - "But I have a great liking for your arse and your pretty little mouth here. You will wear the plug at all possible times unless ordered to remove it, and we will gradually increase its size so that you will be able to take me without lubrication. You see, I like to fuck at any time I please and sometimes I don't want to give any pleasure, only to take it. So you will be ready and willing to offer yourself whenever I desire. Do you understand?"

   "Yes Master, I understand."

   "Good. Now, you will have plenty to keep you busy, cleaning and whatnot, but that is second to serving me. My lovely wife has her own slave, and I have long been on the lookout for one for myself. Sometimes we will swap. Sometimes we will want a show. Sometimes we will offer you to our guests. You cannot say no to anything we ask, and you cannot pleasure yourself nor orgasm without permission. Tell me you understand, for I do not want to repeat myself."

   "I understand, my Master."

   "Good. Now on your knees before me."

   I slipped to the ground, the cold floor of the basement a sharp contrast to the fire that still seared my backside. The Master told me to take out his cock. I held it in my hand, gazing at its beauty, its size. I followed the Master's instructions as he told me the way he liked to be licked and sucked. I buried my head in his lap and thrummed with pleasure to hear him moan. The Mistress was gasping now, and her cries were increasing as her slave licked her clit and thrust his tongue inside her, flicking it against her soft inner walls. The Master suddenly grabbed my hair and forced his cock deeper inside me. I fought to relax my gag reflex as he rammed my mouth. I loved the sensation of him fucking my mouth, using me like the sex slave toy I was, with no regard for my comfort or unsatisfied desires. With a groan he exploded inside my mouth and held me still until I had swallowed every drop. Behind me I heard the Mistress cry out in her own orgasm, and thrilled at the raw sexual energy in the room.

   "Now for a show," the Mistress declared. She stood and her slave moved her chair to beside her husband's, where she took her seat again. I turned around, saw that they were facing a thick floor mattress covered with a soft rug. I wondered what they wanted me to do, and whether I could ask, when the other slave grabbed me and threw me onto the mattress. I pushed myself up and he slapped me, hard. Tears started in my eyes and my cheek smarted. He smirked at me, cruel delight in his eyes as he reached over and, yanking down the front of my corset, twisted my nipples with long fingers. By now I knew better than to make a sound, but should I submit? I glanced at the Master; his dark eyes were gazing at the scene intently, his hand slowly stroking his cock while his other hand played with his wife's breasts.

   It was a show, and in this I could make noise. I decided not to submit to this arrogant sex slave. I tried to wriggle away but he caught my legs and pulled me to him, kneeling between my knees. He yanked on the string and the balls inside my vagina rippled along the walls. I cried out with pleasure and arched my back, wanting more but knowing to come was forbidden me. The slave flipped me over onto my stomach and positioned me so my bum was in the air. He pulled on the string again, slowly, and let the balls pop out one by one, knowing it was torment for me to try to stop my orgasm. They came out slippery with my juices and he thrust them into my mouth like a gag. Then something bigger was pushing at my hole and in a cruel thrust he entered me, only to pause and then withdraw until just the head of his cock was inside me. Then, again, he thrust in, his large cock filling me, rubbing against the butt plug in my arse as entered me. His tempo increased and soon he was thrusting hard and fast, his hands reaching around to twist and pull on my nipples. I looked up again at the Master, wanting his approval, and saw his glazed eyes, the slight smile on his lips. The Mistress watched with a knowing look: she had felt this giant cock in her too.

   The male slave pulled out of my pussy so suddenly I nearly came with the loss. He threw me onto my back and knelt with his knees either side of my neck. He aimed his cock at my mouth and forcefully wrapped my hands around the shaft. I understood. I gripped him and wanked his cock rapidly, aiming the head at my open mouth. He stiffened, let out a groan and arched his back as his seed squirted onto my tongue. I licked him clean, to show respect for my Master, but I hated the Toy for having me. I wanted to be the Master's and no one else's, but knew there would be many more occasions when I would have to let other men and women use me however they wanted.

By now the Master's cock was fully erect, pre-come glistening from the tip. He got up and walked over to me, picking up the string of beads and kneeling beside me as I still lay on the mattress. He maneuvered my legs and inserted the beads once more, pinching my clit at intervals. With him, I made myself stay quiet and still.

   "I want you to come now," he said, music to my ears. I could have wept with joy and gratitude.

   "Thank you Master, oh thank you."

   He manipulated the beads, tugging on them as he put his lips to my clit and sucked. I came quickly, my breath catching in my throat, determined to please even as he gave me release. When I was calm he gently rolled me over onto my stomach, raised me onto my knees as the Toy had done, and with a Pop pulled out the butt plug.

   "I was going to wait," he breathed hotly in my ear, "but I can't. I hope you will be a good slave and dutiful, and mind my earlier words."

   "Yes Master, I will obey."

   Without any warning he nudged the head of his cock into my anus, easing it in slowly but forcefully. I pressed my face into the mattress to silence my screams as the pain ripped through me. With every fibre of my being I stopped myself from fighting him, willed myself to welcome his big cock into my tight back passage.

   When he was halfway in he began to move, slow thrusts without withdrawing. My arse relaxed and was able to take him all the way in, the pain turning to deep pleasure. My clit tingled, and as his cock rubbed up against the beads in my vagina I fought another orgasm. The beads gave extra pleasure to him too, and he soon lost himself in thrusting into me. He grabbed my hips and drew me onto him, his thrusts becoming harder and faster.

   "I want to hear you," he gasped, and I obeyed instantly, screaming my pleasure, my blissful frustration. I was a receptacle, a hole to be filled with whatever he gave me. He shuddered and climaxed, shooting his seed deep inside me.

   Afterwards, I felt calmer and happier than I ever have before. I loved the Master, I loved his mastery of me, his control of me, the way he gave me pain and pleasure, and could barely contain my eagerness to please him in any way possible.

To be continued, if you like it...

Rendezvous

shiny333 on BDSM Stories

            Through slanted and awkwardly skewed eyes, I watch the empty bottle of beer come to rest on top of the counter and visually trace the outline of your hand that rests around it.
            “I want you to tell me something.”  Your voice is stern and commands that I look up into your eyes.  Once I do, you stand up, pushing the stool aside with an unwelcome screech.  “I overheard you interject that asshole’s advances with the excuse that you&rsqu
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o;re a lesbian.”  At this point, you have made it around the counter to my side, and I stand up, looking at you intently.  My weakened knees have forced me to back up against the wall.  “It’s been a while, so I want you to tell me, exactly how lesbian are you?”  Now you have closed the distance between us, save for a few inches, and the warmth emanating from your body stirs a certain unease in mine.  Your hands come to rest on either side of my head as you steady yourself with the wall.
            I take in a deep, long breath, and take even more time to exhale; I know that if I speak unprepared, my voice will break under pressure.  My voice manages a tone indicative of the sheer lust that I feel.  “Not lesbian enough to say no if you wanted to fuck me.”
            The imposing nature of your stance seems to lessen in severity once my response elicits a lustful smile on your countenance.  “I do, very much.”
            You close the distance between us, brushing your chest against me, lulling my eyes shut.  Just as I am about to moan, you envelop my mouth with your own.  Removing your hands from the wall, you swiftly push me roughly against the wall, unbuttoning my shirt with ease, aided by the clarity of mind attained from your desire.  “And you’re going to fuck me back.”
            As your lips part from mine to speak, I begin breathing heavily, turning my head to the side to rest my cheek against the wall as I try to compose myself.  My breath quickens as I feel my shirt and bra dropping to my feet.  One of your free hands grabs onto my jaw, jerking my face toward you so I can look you in the eye.
            “Beg me.”
            “Scott . . .”
            “Beg me.”
            A meek whimper arises from my throat.  “Please,” I whisper, much to your dissatisfaction.
            “Please what?”  Your groin grinds against mine.
            “Fuck me, Scott.  Please fuck me,” I groan, inspired by the pressure of your cock.
            With a sudden fury, we commence the unsheathing of our bodies and stumble into my bedroom.  You push me face-down onto the mattress, then roughly grip onto my hips as you pull my ass into the air and mount yourself on top of me, your dick immediately finding its way into the depths of my quivering pussy.  I unleash a muffled moan into the plush bed.
            You pull out of me entirely, then roughly plummet back inside of me, making me scream into the mattress even more.  Engulfed in your desirous state, you indulge in a barrage of merciless penetrations, nearly paralyzing me through sheer intensity, but still extracting sounds of pleasure from deep inside of me.
            After your initial frenzy, you slow considerably, wrapping one arm around my waist and another within the length of my hair, pulling me up and holding me close against you.  As you unleash passionate kisses along my back and neck, I gasp softly for air, my body writhing in response.  The movements produce a rippling tightness against your cock, and I hear you moan as you sink your teeth into the flesh of my shoulder.  Encouraged, I brace my hands on the sides of your thighs and start sliding along the shaft of your dick, rivulets of juices trickling from my pussy.
            “Good girl,” you grunt breathlessly, running the coarse stubble on your chin across my sensitive neck.
            Feverish from my overwhelming sensitivity, I breathe heavily a few seconds before fighting your hands off of me so that I can turn around to face you.  As I move to try to push you down and mount you, you put a hand around my throat and maneuver me down instead.  My feet rest flat on the bed, my knees bent and spread, and through the ruthless desperation for your cock, my lower body starts trembling.  Fully aware of my desperation, and although you yourself are seeking orgasmic release, you choose to prolong my arousal.  Your free hand clasps over my cunt, your middle finger wedging between my labia and slipping inside me.  Bucking violently, I end up choking myself against your unrelenting restraint, and you smile at me calmly, relishing in my torture.  You remove the middle finger and circle it lazily around the entrance of my twat, bracing my jaw as I try to roll my head to the side.
            Leaning over, you take my right nipple into your mouth, merely closing your lips around it for a few seconds before teasingly nipping at it with your teeth.  Upon receiving an appreciative moan in response, your teeth clamp down more harshly, causing my hips to roll upward in craving.  In addition to the current sensations you are lavishing upon my body, your index finger and thumb close in on my clit, and my entire body quakes beneath you.  “My, are you wet.”
            My eyes narrow on you in a sort of anger, craving the attention of your dick.  I want you in me so badly, and you are just torturing me and stating the obvious.  “I need your cock, Scott.”
            Your hand curls slowly into the depths of my pussy, and upon removing it, you slap my face, the sting more severe since it is saturated in my juices.  “Whore.”
            “Please . . .”
            “Slut.”  You turn your head to the side and spit onto my face, watching the fluid trail from my lips down to my neck.  “How badly do you want it?”
            My tongue snakes out to lick up some of the saliva.  “I need it.”
            You watch me for a few moments before speaking.  “Fine.”  You reach behind my head and grab onto a chunk of hair, then lie back and roughly pull my head toward your erect dick.  You roughly slap it against my cheek, leaving a red mark, then rub it against my lips so I’ll take it in my mouth.  Pushing me down on top of it, you grin.  “Take it.”
            Suppressing my initial gag reflex takes a few moments, but then I am willingly taking your cock into the depths of my throat, circling the tip with my tongue as I twist my neck back and forth to accommodate the act.  You throw your head back and groan, releasing my hair once you trust that I will continue to fuck your cock with my mouth.
            I steady myself with one hand while the other moves to cradle your balls as I voraciously work at your dick.  Once the tension in your body builds, you grab onto my hair and pull me off, stopping your impending orgasm.  You push me back down onto the bed, crawling on top of me, then plunge your cock into my pussy, much to my relief.  Your demeanor has taken a change at this point, and you don’t start thrusting right away, but instead nudge my cheek with your chin so I’ll look you in the eye.
            “Scott,” I whisper softly as you gingerly kiss my lips.
            “Sara,” you whisper back, trickling fingers against my scalp in affection.
            A gentle rhythm of thrusting commences, the aggression diminishing into a languid yet intense passion.  Accompanied by increasingly strident groaning, your final thrusts bring forth simultaneous climaxes, and you become limp on top of me, resting your cheek on my breast.  “Scott . . .”

Eleanor Revisited

owlsukfan2003 on BDSM Stories


ELEANOR REVISITED.
It was almost ten years since I last saw Eleanor; I met her again quite by chance, literally bumping into her outside a supermarket. Apologizing and helping her pick up her groceries, she suddenly said “It’s Ray isn’t it?” Looking up and taking my first real good look at the woman I had collided with, I said “yes, oh my god, Eleanor.” She smiled and after some polite chat I asked “are you still into the same things as when we last met?” she nodded and added “although I have no master at present, I often think of those great times when we used to have fun!” This caused me to remember the things we had gotten up to, years ago.

Apart from ageing gracefully she still looked in really good shape, a

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s my mind recalled her generous soft tits and her desires to be dominated. “Maybe we could get together again real soon?” I ventured. She reached into her pocket and gave me a business card with her home phone number and address upon it. “Call me?” she said “I will look forward to us chatting over old times”

So it was later that day that I took the opportunity to call her. Remembering how she loved to be dominated, I began the conversation with, “Hi, this is H M V” (His master’s voice, a nickname she had previously given me). I asked “do you live alone or with someone at the moment?” she replied “I share a flat with two females, Andrea and Tina, its great because they are the same as me, submissive. Although it is sometimes a shame that one of them is not dominate because of the fun we are missing out on.” She then invited me over the following evening as she would be alone. I told her “remember your dress code, no bra or panties and definitely no pubic hair!”

So there I was, the next night stood outside her house with my little bag of tricks, waiting for her to open the door. When she opened the door, I stepped inside and turned to her. Even before the door was closed I instructed her to raise her skirt to show me that she had carried out my instructions. She let go of the door and lifted her skirt to reveal freshly shaved pubes and no sign of any panties. Her nipples were clearly visible trough her white blouse. As the door closed I reached forward and felt her tits, pinching her hard nipple between my fingers. She let out a soft moan but did not pull away.

Then I told her to go make me a cup of tea and remember I like mine served topless. She showed me into the front room and went off to the kitchen. Meanwhile I set the dining chair in front of the television and removed 4 lengths of rope from my black bag. Just then Eleanor entered the room with my cup of tea and she had removed her blouse. Her tits were as good as I remembered them only the nipples were larger than I recalled. I took the cup from her and set it down on the table, before sliding my hand up the front of her skirt. Her cunt was already wet with anticipation; I slipped first one finger and then a second up her cunt and flicked her clit with my thumb. Again a low moan escaped her lips. I instructed her “remove your skirt, my little slut and then turn around and spread your arse cheeks, I want to see your puckered anal ring!”

Slowly she removed her skirt and turned her back towards me before bending forward and reaching back she parted her cheeks, I used the cunt juice lubricated finger to apply pressure to her anal ring, slowly I increased the pressure until my finger was up to the knuckle joint inside her. “How long is it since you had anything up your arse, bitch” I asked. “Actually only three days,” sir she replied. “Explain!” I replied. “Well, sir, three days ago I had this intense craving to be butt fucked, As I am seeing no one at the moment and the other two girls living here are not lesbian in any way, I decided that my trusty vibrator would get a stiff work out and fucked my own arse for over 45 minutes.” All this time, I had been see sawing my finger in and out of her arse. I removed my finger and smelt it, “Here, bitch, clean my finger with your tongue!” I demanded. Obediently she turned round, knelt before me and bathed my finger with her tongue, before sucking it into her mouth.

I told her, “I am going to tie you to that chair there and will pleasure myself with your tits and cunt!” to which she replied “Oh, Yes please, my master, my mind and body are yours to use as you see fit!” I ordered her to kneel in the chair and place her tits over the back of the chair before dangling her arms down towards the floor. I then tied her arms to the chair and then made her stand up. Instructing her to now spread her legs down each side of the chair; I tied her ankles to the front legs of the chair.

I went to my bag and removed 4 clothes pegs (wooden spring type); I attached one to each of her nipples and one to each of her cunt lips. Returning to my bag I next removed some fishing line (About 8 lbs breaking strain, I think), then proceeded to fasten one end to the hole I had drilled in the clothes peg on her left nipple. Pulling the line tight I feed the line through the chair back to the hole in the clothes peg on her right cunt lip, and then back to her right nipple peg before finishing it off by taking it to the left cunt lip peg. I then pulled the line taut, noticing the degree of pull on her nipples and cunt lips before securing it. Next out of my bag was a large black dildo which I made her suck to lubricate it and eased it into her cunt, forcing all 15 inches into her. A series of low guttural moans escaped from her lips as I made sure it was securely rammed home. Then out came a butt plug, only this one had a pump ball attached and I inserted this into her arse, before inflating it twice.

Taking another piece of fishing line, I applied one end to the peg on her right nipple; I looped a small amount and then added a small plastic tube over the line, before fastening the other end to the peg on her right nipple. Taking this tube I told her to open her mouth before popping the tube length wise between her lips. “Grip the tube in your teeth!” I instructed her. When she had done so, I walked over to the table and sipped my tea, “I am going to spank you know, my little slut, I know we have only just met again after 10 years, but I am sure you are in need of being punished for things during those absent years!” I informed her, “When I start to spank you, I will continue to do so until such times as you have removed the clothes pegs from your body and you have forced the dildo from your cunt.” “By the way, after I start I will increase the severity of the slaps every third stroke until you complete your task, is that understood” she merely nodded her head. As she did so I noticed the tugging effect on the line and on all the pegs.

After the third slap, I increased the hardness of the stroke, and I saw Eleanor tugging her head trying to make the pegs come off, it seemed impossible but after adjusting the thrusts from her neck the first peg snapped off her right nipple. Another three slaps and again I increased the pressure, between the yanks of her head I could hear soft moans as I could sense she was enjoying the punishment she was receiving. Suddenly another peg came away, this time from her left cunt lip. Just as I started the four set of three slaps, we were both surprised to hear “What’s going on here?” looking up I saw two females stood by the door, one black and the other Mediterranean in appearance.

Eleanor tried to mumble something through the tube still in her mouth; she knew the punishment would be harder if she dropped it without my consent. I reached around her and removed the tube as she repeated “Oh Andrea and Tina, this is Rob, you know the one I told you about last night!” After exchanging quick hi’s, I took control of the situation and said “Andrea come here now” the coloured woman instantly moved forward and came to stand by me. Looking at the other woman, I said “So you must be Tina, then” she nodded.

I then instructed Tina, “Come here, I have a job for you!” she came to my side and I explained “I have three main rules I expect my slaves to obey, they are 1. Total obedience with out question. 2. My ownership of you mind, body and soul. 3. No bra’s panties, or pubic hair to be worn when in my presence!” “So now if you want to experience the same as Eleanor here, you must show me total obedience and by carrying out one simple act, prove yourself willing to submit to my will!” “Do you two wish to become my slaves?” they looked at each other, smiled then nodded. “Good then here is your task to show submission!” “Remove all your clothes and kneel before me!” Both girls began to undress, whilst I said to Eleanor, “Well my little cock sucking whore, seems your punishment will be interrupted for a short while, but rest assured, we will continue before tonight is out!”

When both Tina and Andrea were naked and kneeling before me, I said “here is your act of subligation?” “Each of you will kiss my shoes 6 times!” Immediately the large chested coloured woman leaned forward and kissed my right foot. I looked at Tina and said “well bitch!” She then leaned forward and began to kiss my left foot. When they had finished I made them stand up, hands behind their back as I looked them over. Andrea was about 5’ 10”, slightly overweight but with extremely large tits for her body size, Tina was smaller around 4’ 8” medium sized tits but quite fit looking. I turned to Eleanor, slapped her hard across both buttocks and said “Is the vibrator up your cunt still buzzing nicely?” both girls instantly looked toward the area I mentioned and smiled, Eleanor simply nodded her head. “Would you like to come all over the plastic prick in your cunt?” again she nodded. “Not yet my cock sucker but maybe later.” Adding “If you come without my consent, whoa betide you!”

Turning to Tina, I said “you know I do not allow pubic hair on my slaves, so what do you think you will have to do before tomorrow night?” “Yes, Master, I will shave them off as you command me to.” “And you” I enquired looking directly at Andrea. “I will also do the same, Master” “no you will not!” I snapped back. After I have examined you both, you will do it to each other tonight in my presence!” They looked at each other before both turning and saying in unison “yes, master we will obey”

I turned to Andrea and said “while I examine this whore, you will fuck Eleanor with the black vibrator currently up her cunt, but beware if you fail to make her come you will be punished. You have the time it takes me to examine this whore to achieve that end!” Turning to Eleanor I said “cock sucker, if you come without my consent, it will be you who receives the punishment” “do I make myself clear” both Eleanor and Andrea replied “yes master” Turning to Tina I commanded her to go over to the settee and lay down on it with one leg over the back and the other stretched out over the front. I turned to Andrea and said “you may now begin!”

I walked over to Tina, as Andrea positioned herself between Eleanor’s spread legs. “Master, may I talk to Eleanor as I carry out your wishes?” Andrea enquired “Yes, Slut but beware, you may only touch her with the vibrator and her name is COCK SUCKER” I said. I turned my attentions to Tina. “Now, my little whore, firstly you will answer me honestly!” “When was the last time you had anything up your cunt?” she went red and answered “Last night, Master.” “Tell me what it was and how you came to have it up your cunt”

In the background, I could hear “You little cocksucker, you are going to come hard as I fuck your twat with this toy, I do not intend to be punished for your misbehavior,” I heard Eleanor moan but say nothing. “Well master, it was my double ended dildo I had up me last night” I interrupted her “Where did you have it whore, if it was your cunt say it was your cunt, I will not tolerate meek information!” “Yes master, I had it up my cunt, I felt so randy that I just had to get myself off before going to sleep!” Tina continued. “What were you thinking about as you fucked yourself?” “I was thinking of having a dominant master who made be do all the things I would like to try but could not bring myself to do” she replied.

I could hear Eleanor’s moans rising in pitch. “Take this black cock, like the cock sucking bitch that you are, you know you want its spunk to fill your cunt” Andrea was saying. I reached over and inserted a finger into Tina’s cunt, it was already soaking wet, rubbing her clit had her breathing sharply. “Please master may I come on your finger?” she asked. “No you may not!” I sternly replied. Removing the finger I allowed her to lick it clean.

Suddenly Eleanor squealed “please master, make this bitch stop or please may I come?” I ignored the request. “So whore, what is the size of your tits?” “They are 38B’s, master” I reached over and taking a nipple between my thumb and forefinger began to squeeze. “Do you like your nipples pinched, pulled or twisted?” I asked “Whatever you do to them is great, master!” she replied. “Whore, that is not the question, I asked?” “Sorry, Master, I like it when they are first pinched then pulled before being twisted just before release” she volunteered. A more urgent request from Eleanor to be allowed to come was then heard. Again I ignored this request.

“Tell me whore, when was the last time you had a real prick up your cunt?” I asked “Over a year ago, sir” she replied “and what about up your Arse, what and when was the last thing you had up there?” “Oh master, I have never had anything up there, I am not sure I would like that” she answered. “I will decide what you will like and dislike and I will have possession of your whole body, its mine to use as I see fit when I see fit!” I snapped. “Sorry master, of course it’s for you to decide” she offered. Taking my finger, I again fingered her cunt, before ordering her to raise her legs. I then slowly inserted the lubricated finger into her anus. Tears escaped her eyes as I did so. Once embedded to the second knuckle I wiggled the finger around, the rise and fall of her breasts told me she had gone beyond the initial pain and was now discovering the pleasure of anal intrusion.

By now Eleanor was begged me to allow her to come, as Andrea was hurling abused at her like, “well Cocksucker, you want me to stop or are you eager to swallow this entire dildo!” Just then I removed my finger from Tina’s arse and shoved it towards her mouth. Without hesitation she sucked it clean. I turn and slapped Andrea’s arse saying “Stop, your time is up!” Reluctantly she stopped thrusting the vibrator up Eleanor’s cunt and lowering her head, she awaited her punishment. I told Tina and Andrea to change places. Walking over to Eleanor’s whimpering body, she weakly smiled. I took the fishing line and said “you did well my little Cocksucker but your not finished yet?” with that I gave a large pull on the line and the two remaining pegs flew off, one from her left nipple and the final one from her right cunt lip. I then gave two pumps on the ball that inflated the anal balloon that was her butt plug and told her to force the vibrator from her cunt. The more she tried the closer to orgasm she got. I walked over to Tina and whispered to her “When the vibrator comes out, you will force Eleanor to suck it clean and you will begin fucking her arse with the butt plug!” But be warned if she does not come by the time I have finished with Andrea, you will face punishment!” I turned to Eleanor and said “remember you’re still not allowed to come and you know the penalty for disobeying me.

I then went to Andréa and began feeling her right nipple, which was very hard and erect standing almost an inch from her tit. “How large are your tits, Bitch?” I asked her “44DD’s, master.” She replied “I like the nipples pulled really hard and released, or sometimes I like them slapped flat!” she added. With that I twisted her nipple and she almost screamed. “You will learn to like what I tell you to like, bitch, or suffer the results!” I told her.

Reaching between her legs I grabbed a handful of her pubic hairs and tugged, not violently but just enough to cause concern. She winced. “I will remove them today, Master” she said. Another little tug, as I said “You, Bitch will speak only when spoken to or asked a direct question! It’s different if I set you and the whore to do something together as your both equal, but I am your master and you will respect that! Is that clear?” “Yes master” she replied.

Inserting three fingers into her cunt, I asked “how long since you had something up here?” “About a month ago, Sir” came the reply. “And what was that?” I asked. “I met a bloke at a party and we ended up in the back of his van, where he fucked me both up my cunt and then my arse!” she said. “Was he white or black, did he have a large thick cock and did he cum up both your holes?” I demanded. “He was white, he had about 6 inches of cock and yes he came up my cunt but came in a condom up my arse, he even made me drink the spunk from the condom when he had finished!” she added. “Was that also the last time you had anything up your arse?” I enquired. “No, Master, I could not get the thought of him making me drink the come from the condom, so a week later I bought a pack of condoms and a make tube of creamed cheese, opening the tube I rolled a condom over it and used it to fuck my arse. I used the anal muscles to squeeze the cream cheese into the condom and then ate that, even turning the condom inside out to suck the remnants from it.

Meanwhile Eleanor had sucked the vibrator clean and was being butt fucked by Tina, who was getting into the role of aggressor, as she slapped Eleanor’s arse as she withdrew the butt plug. Again Eleanor began begging to be allowed to cum, which I ignored. Then I simply ordered everyone to stop and stand still. I turned to Tina and said “Your punishment will be the same as Andrea’s!”

I instructed Tina to untie Eleanor, who stood up onto very shaky legs. “Eleanor, Go fetch me all the items needed to shave these two sluts!” I commanded. She staggered off and I turned to Tina and Andrea before saying “you are going to shave each other right now! then you will prepare each other to have your cunt’s slapped, Each of you will receive 8 slaps and you will thank me after each one. Do I make myself clear?” I instructed them. In unison they both said “Yes, sir”

When Eleanor returned I told them to start. I told Eleanor that as she had won her little trial, she was allowed to cum but only after she had filled a pint glass of urine. She immediately went to the kitchen and returned with an empty glass. I must admit she looked comical walking around with the butt plug still inserted and the tube and ball hanging like a makeshift tail. As she squatted over the glass I walked behind her and slowly pulled the butt plug from her arse, without deflating it. It was three times the size of it when I inserted it. This proved too much for Eleanor as she toppled forward as she finally lost her battle to control her orgasm.

She immediately began to apologize, but was cut short when I snapped “You useless cunt, I told you what would happen if you cum without my permission.” “Now complete your task and fill the fucking glass!” She squatted again over the glass and after some difficulty a slow trickle of piss began to slip into the glass, the flow increased as she pissed into the pint glass. All this time Andrea was shaving Tina’s cunt and I suspect having more than an occasional feel. Andrea said “I have completed the task, Master!” I walked over and examined the cunt of Tina, telling her to raise her legs and soon pointed out to Andrea, what a shoddy job she had done, missing a few hairs which led to the area around Tina’s arse. Andrea apologized and went back to finishing the task properly.

Eleanor tried her hardest but could only fill the beer glass to about two thirds; no matter what she tried she could not piss any more. I told her that would cost her an additional 4 strokes when it came to her punishment. Again I inspected Andrea’s handiwork and this time passed it as being completed. Tina and Andrea switched places and Tina began to shave Andrea.

I turned to Eleanor and said “Time for my cocksucker to face her punishment!” returning to my black bag I removed a riding crop and told Eleanor to sit in the chair and lock her fingers behind her back, also I told her to open her legs as wide as the chair would allow. There was a swish as the crop rose through the air and came down on her right nipple, “Ouch” she yelled. I looked at her and said “what have we forgot?” “Thank you master” she replied. “Not good enough” I informed her. She seemed to suddenly realize her mistake and said “One, thank you for correcting my worthless character, Master” the second stroke came down on her left nipple. “Two, thank you master I deserve your punishment of me!” So the strokes continue until “twelve, thank you very much, master I am sure I will learn my lesson now!”

I then inspected Tina’s handiwork and noticed she had obviously learnt from Andrea’s mistake, for Andrea’s cunt was clean shaven and no hairs were missed. I instructed Eleanor to stand and to tie Andrea to the chair in the same fashion as she had been when discovered by the other two. Standing two feet behind Andrea’s spread legs, I flicked the crop upwards causing it to strike her cunt lips, I knew the cunt lips would be extra sensitive having just been shaved, there was a sharp crack sound as it made contact and Andrea immediately said “One, thank you Master for taking the trouble to correct my problems!” this continued until she had received 8 caresses of the crop the last four finding their mark on her clitoris. She was then replaced by Tina and the punishment duty completed. Both Tina and Andrea were now stood with tears in their eyes and their freshly shaved cunts almost bright red.

I then instructed Eleanor to bathe their cunts with her tongue and because they had done well during their punishment they would be allowed to orgasm. Eleanor started licking Andrea’s cunt and soon had her Cumming, before turning her attention to Tina’s cunt.

As this was going on, I slipped out of my clothes and walked up behind Eleanor, sinking my rigid prick into her cunt. Once embedded, I instructed Andrea to position herself on all fours beside Eleanor. After six strokes into Eleanor’s cunt forcing her tongue deeper into Tina’s cunt, I switched and inserted my prick into Andrea’s cunt. By the time I had stroked my prick in and out of her cunt six times, Tina was in the throes of her orgasm, so she was ordered to assume the same position on the other side of Eleanor. So it was that each girl received six strokes from my prick up her cunt before I moved to the next bitch in heat. It was hard to describe but each bitches cunt felt different somehow, not just the size but almost as if the walls of their cunts were different.

It turned out that it was Andrea who was the lucky recipient of my spunk, but Tina and Eleanor shared task of licking her cunt clean. I then said “Right, Its time to celebrate our new arrangements!” Eleanor fetch me three empty glasses!” When she returned, I shared Eleanor’s piss into the three glasses and ordered them to drink and swallow it in one. I then told them that the next time it would be Andrea’s turn to provide the refreshments for the others. As time was getting on, I gave them some final instructions “when I phone in future, who ever answers the phone will greet me with my proper title of H M V. and will pass me on to who ever I ask for!” “You will not indulge in any form of self indulgence without my express permission that includes sex with any males!” “Next time I come here I want you all to present yourself in front of me naked and you will display for me all the sex toys you have and that includes any non sex toys you have used sexually in the past!” “Is that understood” “Eleanor” “yes master” “Tina” Yes master” “Andrea” Yes master”. “Very good, now you may retire to your beds and I will let myself out” Each in turn step forward and kissed me deeply on the lips saying goodnight. When Eleanor turn came she slipped a set of keys into my hand and said “These are to let yourself in here with, Master”. I dressed and left for home already planning my next visit.

Eleanor Revisited chapter 2.

About a week later, I phoned Eleanor and simply said “hello, this is H. M. V.” She immediately replied “yes master, what are your instructions?” I quickly explained that on Friday night I would be coming over for the weekend and all three sluts should be present. “Yes master, I will inform my sister sluts!” she replied.

Friday night, I arrived at 6.30 pm. Rang the door bell and was meet by Tina, Andrea and Eleanor, all similarly dress in white blouses, mid length pleated skirts and fuck me 5 inch high heeled shoes. I instructed them all to raise their skirts and show me their shaved knickerless cunts. Each individually raised their skirts as I slipped my hand between their legs and felt how wet their cunts were.

Having satisfied myself that they had carried out the dress code and after making sure they had not played with their cunts since my phone call two days earlier, I told them to pick a number each between 1 and 3 but not to let me know which number they had picked. I then said “the lucky number for tonight is ….. 3!”. Andrea suddenly smiled, as the other two looked on with envy.

I turned to them and said “don’t worry, there will be plenty for you to do tonight, so you’ll not be left out.” I then ordered Andrea to go into the living room and strip off, whilst I spoke with the other two. When she had gone I informed the remaining two sluts that six male friends of mine were going to arrive at 7.45 pm and there jobs would be to suck their pricks to full erection and then put condoms on the pricks. But first we had to prepare the black slut for the fucking she was going to receive tonight.

I turned to Tina and told her to fetch a shallow bowl and bring it into the living room. I gave Eleanor my black bag and told her to follow me. I entered the living room where Andrea now stood naked and trembling in anticipation of the fun about to begin. I instructed Andrea and Eleanor to fetch the picnic table bench, I knew was in the kitchen. Meanwhile I opened my black bag and removed four lengths of soft Japanese rope. When they returned I instructed Eleanor and Tina to attach one length of rope to each of Andrea’s limbs.

I returned to my bag and removed a blindfold and a pair of ear muffs, which I slipped on to Andrea. I then had the other two secure her hands to the end of the bench. I then sent Eleanor to get me a broom handle. To which they attached Andrea’s ankles spread a good 4 feet apart. So Andrea was laid on her back against the bench with her legs straining to cope with the spread of her ankles. I asked Andrea, can you hear me? With no reply forthcoming I slapped her across her large black tits and told the other two sluts to suck her nipples and at my command they should nip her nipples between their teeth and stretch them up wards. When the where fully stretch I used my crop to spank the under side of Andrea’s tits.

Soft moaning escaped her lips, just then the door bell rang. I sent Tina to answer the door, telling her that the men expected would use a password phrase of ‘A Slut is for life, not just a night’. She returned leading six men into the room. I acknowledged all my friends before instructing Tina and Eleanor to kneel over by the settee and prepare to orally service my guests but only till they achieved a hard prick. I turned to the men and said “As you see, this black slut is already waiting you to fuck her in either her cunt or arse, however the rules are that you must cum inside the condoms and then carefully place the condoms in the dish provided with out spilling their contents. You will each take your turn and you can come back as many times as you wish, providing you wait your turn. The other two sluts are out of bounds, you may use only their mouths to achieve your erections. They will slowly undress by removing an article of clothing as each full round of the six of you have fucked this bitch” they all agreed and I said “good now you start”.

Two of the guys walked over to Tina and Eleanor, unzipped their trousers and withdrew the pricks. The other four began to fully undress. Tina and Eleanor wasted no time in sucking the cock offered to them. Circling their tongues around the plum sized heads before taking them deep into their throats soon had the desired effects and each slut then slipped a condom on to the prick in front of them. The two guys then walked over to Andrea’s prone body and the first guy, began feeling her cunt, God she is soaking he said. With that he slipped his prick into her and began pounding her cunt as hard and as fast as he could. As previously instructed, Andrea began, Yes master fuck my cunt, give me your baby making spunk. He lasted a little over 5 mins before slamming into her and holding fast as he came inside the condom. He was quickly replaced by the second guy as the first guy slipped his used condom into the dish.

 Without any word being spoken, the guys must have decided to fuck her cunt only in the first round. Because as each successive guy mounted the black slut, it was her cunt they pounded. By the time the second guy was depositing his spunk into the condom, Andrea was wailing her way through her first orgasm. By the time the guys had each fucked her cunt, she was almost on a constant climax cycle, and there were six spunk filled condoms in the dish. Tina and Eleanor then removed their blouses and began to suck the cocks again to hardness. This time Tom, the first guy to fuck Andrea, announced its time this bitch had her arse plugged. And using the lubrication provided by her cunt juice, slipped his 7 inch prick into Andrea’s tight arsehole. She suddenly began to scream, “oh yeah, fuck my shit hole hard!” mean while John (second to fuck her cunt) and Jim (third to fuck Andrea) both began to literally chew on Andrea’s large swollen nipples.

Andrea’s moans rose to fever pitch, so much so that, I had to place a ball gag in her mouth and fasten its strap behind her head. Her grunts quietened by the gagged but still continued unabashed. So her orgasms continued in ferousity as firstly Tom, then John, Jim, George and Sam pounded her arse. Always cumming in the condom and adding their condom to the growing number in the dish. Finally Alan cums in his condom and all but three of the guys are sated. George, Alan and Tom want more action, Andrea is begging with what sounds like enough is enough master.

Eleanor and Tina, now remove their skirts and kneel naked before all of us. Tom says “I would love to fuck this one” pointing to Eleanor. I remind him of his agreement that the two oral sluts are out of bounds. So he gets Eleanor to suck him to erection before donning yet another condom. Turning to George he says “what about you and me double fucking this black bitch” George replied “Sure why not, if I can fuck her arse again” Tom nods. Andrea is untied at her ankles and twisted to allow both George and Tom to fuck her together. Meanwhile Alan has both Tina and Eleanor suck his prick. George and Tom are really pounding Andrea’s sweat soaked body and after 20 mins seem to cum together, their condoms are added to the dish. Alan then alternates between fucking Andrea’s cunt and arse. The others meanwhile begin to dress but can not resist pinching and twisting Andrea’s nipples. When Alan cums, his condom is added to the dish making 15 condoms with various amounts of spunk in them, in the dish. The guys thank me and then leave, escorted to the door by the two naked sluts who had spent the last three hours sucking cocks. I re tie Andrea’s legs before removing the earmuffs and blindfold. I then go to my black bag and remove a kitchen funnel. By the time I return to Andrea, just as Tina and Eleanor re enter the room. I call Tina over and tell her “hold this funnel into this sluts mouth” I then select three of the used condoms and instruct Eleanor to tip the contents of the three condoms into the funnel. I lean forward and instruct Andrea not to swallow any of the contents, just yet.

Eleanor empties the thick spunk into the funnels and all three of us watch as its slides down the side of the funnel towards the opening between Andrea’s lips. I instruct Eleanor to turn the condom inside out and to pop it into Tina’s mouth. I instruct Tina to suck it clean. The next condom is again tipped into the funnel and turned inside out and Eleanor is instructed to suck this one herself. Now the first load of spunk has filled the tube in Andrea’s mouth. The third condom is tipped into the funnel and once again turned inside out before being sucked clean by Tina. As we wait for the spunk to creep its way into Andrea’s mouth, I pick up another three condoms and tip their contents on to Andrea’s left breast, instructing Eleanor to turn them inside out and to suck clean the fourth and sixth condoms, the fifth is given to Tina to suck clean.

This is repeated with the next three condoms being tipped onto Andrea’s right breast, the other two sluts are made to suck them clean. The remaining 6 condoms are emptied on to Andrea’s cunt and again Tina and Eleanor share the oral cleaning of them. The spunk in the funnel has now passed into Andrea’s mouth and as the funnel is removed, I tell Andrea to swirl the spunk around her mouth, Tina and Eleanor are ordered to lick Andrea’s tits clean. Finally Tina is instructed to suck Andrea’s cunt clean whilst Eleanor and Andrea swap the spunk from Andrea’s mouth.

Making Michelle A Sex Slave Chapter 4

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Michelle’s Little Surprise

Chapter 4

When Michelle awoke several hours later, she felt like someone had thrown her from a car, and smacked her across the back of her legs with a board before she ever hit the ground.  When she tried to move her arm she felt the pain from where Derek had bit her shoulder.  Once she was sitting up in the bed she realized that it was dark outside and wondered what time it wa

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s.  She could smell something delicious cooking but wasn’t exactly sure of what it was.  She tried to stand up and walk but the back of her legs hurts so bad that it made her cry out in pain.  She immediately heard Derek coming down the hall.

Derek was up at least an hour already and just about had dinner completed.  He was still trying to figure things out and wondered if Michelle hated him.  He didn’t think she did because she never tried to leave and didn’t try to knock the crap out of him.  He’d just finished stirring one of the pots when he heard Michelle cry out from his playroom.  He turned the temperature down on everything on top of the stove and headed to Michelle.

When Derek stepped in the room he found her lying on the floor.  Apparently her legs were so sore that she wasn’t able to stand up on them.  He watched as she looked over in his direction.

“Master I seem to be having some problems standing up and walking.  My legs hurt so much.”  Michelle exclaimed to Derek.

Derek walked over to her and helped her to her feet.  “It’s okay.  Let’s get you into the tub so you can relax a little in there.  I think you will feel better afterwards.”  Derek told her. 

“Thank you Master.  I think it will help take some of the pain away.  May I ask you something Master?”

“You can ask me anything.  It just doesn’t mean that I will always answer your question every time.  What is it you want to know?”

“When ever we have sex is it always going to be like that? Well what I’m trying to say is will it be that rough every time.”

When Derek looked over at her he could see that she was worried that he would tell her that it would be.  It was almost a look of fear on her face.  “No my little slave, it wont be like that every time.  That was the first time that I have ever been that rough with anyone.  That was not intentional.  I like a little pain while having fun but I never intended for it to get like that.  I actually don’t know what came over me.  Well what I am trying to say is that I apologize for hurting you like I did.”

Michelle wasn’t sure what to say after hearing Derek tell her that and then apologize to her for the pain that he had caused.  She also thought that since she was the slave and he was the Master that if he hurt her, then that was how it was supposed to be.   Finally Michelle started speak.

“Master, it’s okay.  Maybe after a nice hot shower or bath, the pain might go away a little.  I’m sure I will feel better afterwards.”

Derek helped Michelle get to the bathroom.  Once in there he sat her down on the toilet and proceeded to get the water going in the bathtub.  He figured it would be better for her to sit in the tub because there was no way she was going to be able to stand in a shower, plus the tub also doubled as a Jacuzzi.  He hoped that it might help take some of the soreness out of her legs.  Once it was ready he helped Michelle climb into the tub.  After she was seated in it he turned on the jets.  He could see she already liked being in there because every muscle in her body appeared to relax.

“Is that okay for you?” Derek sincerely asked Michelle.

“Yes Master it is.  This is actually backwards.”  She commented to Derek.

“What do you mean?”

“Well if you think about it, I should be the one getting this ready for you.  It shouldn’t be you getting it ready for me.  You’re the Master and I am supposed to be your slave.”

Derek couldn’t help but laugh at what she just said to him.  He understood what she meant but it really didn’t matter at this point.  Right now what mattered to him was that she would start feeling better.  If this didn’t take some of the pain away he wasn’t sure how she was going to go to work tomorrow.  He didn’t want to do anything to make things hard on her at work and end up jeopardizing her job.  But once he thought about it he kinda already did.  If that egg would have went off at the wrong time and in the wrong place she could have ended up in a lot of trouble.

“Sit there and relax.  If you need any help when you’re done, just call for me.  Okay?”

“Yes Master I will.  Thank you.”

Michelle leaned back against the side of the tub and enjoyed the water swirling around her body.  The bubbles that the jets in the side of the tub created tickled when they went across her body.  Just being in this made her wish she had one at her place.  This was something she would enjoy everyday after work. 

After sitting there and trying to relax she finally started to try and wash herself off some.  She had to be real gentle when she went across the wounds on her shoulder and hips, plus the bruises on the back of her thighs were very tender, even from the touch of a wash cloth.  The bruising didn’t seem to feel as sensitive as it did before she climbed in the tub, but no matter what, it still hurt quite a bit too tough any of that area.

Derek finished cooking dinner up for them.  He knew it was getting late and that she would have to be up in about seven hours.  He didn’t bother setting everything up at the table and figured he would just take it into the playroom for Michelle.  When he looked at the clock on the wall he realized that she has been in there for over an hour.  He didn’t want to go and check on her if she didn’t call for him but he couldn’t stop himself.  When he walked into the bathroom he found out that she wasn’t in there.  Immediately he headed for the playroom.  When he walked in there he found Michelle sitting there with her cell phone in her hand.  Apparently she had just finished making a call to someone.

“Is everything alright?” Derek asked inquisitively.

“Yes Master everything is okay.  I was just finishing a call.”

“How do you feel after that bath?”

“I feel a little better but I am still very sore across the back of my legs.  I think it’s going to take a couple days for it to stop hurting as much as it’s hurting right now Master.  If you’re wondering who I was calling it’s a number for us to call if we aren’t going to be at work the next day.  I figure that since tomorrow is Friday, then it would give me three days to heal before I go back.”

Derek was glad that she made that decision.  He already knew that Michelle would need more than a day to heal, just to be able to handle a full day at work without suffering a whole lot.

Michelle stayed with Derek for Friday and Saturday.  The only time she wasn’t there was when she walked back over to her place to get some different clothes to wear.  Most of the time she laid around his house in several different Satin and Lace Chemise, that she would sleep in sometimes.  The main reason she picked them to wear was because they didn’t have sleeves to rub against the back of her shoulder on the bite mark from Derek.  She knew she was driving Derek crazy being dressed like that but she was having fun watching him squirm when he was near her and then disappear for about fifteen minutes.  She knew that he was going into his bedroom and stroking his cock until he shot his load.  Michelle figured that once she was feeling better he was probably going to get back at her for teasing him like she’s been doing the last couple of days.

That night Michelle wanted to thank Derek for taking care of her.  She knew exactly what she was going to do because when she made the call to work, she also made one other call also.  She looked over at Derek sitting on the other end of the couch and started moving over to him.

“Master thank you for everything you’ve done for me for the last couple of days.  I know you really didn’t have too, but I just want to let you know how much I appreciate everything that you’ve done.”

Derek had a feeling that she was up to something but he wasn’t exactly sure what it was.  He was certain that she was being sincere when she told him that she appreciated everything he’s been doing for her.  He watched as she slowly worked her way across the couch towards him.  Just watching her sliding over to him while she was wearing a blue Chemise was making his cock hard.  He also noticed that she seemed to be moving a lot better than she appeared to have been earlier. 

“Well I figured it was my responsibility to take care of you after the way I hurt you.  That is something that I hope never happens again.”  Derek told her with complete sincerity in his voice and in the expression on his face.

“Well Master I would like to thank you in a special way.  Please follow me.”  Michelle got up off the couch and started heading towards the hall that lead to the playroom.  “Please Master follow me.”  Michelle beckoned to Derek.

This was confusing Derek.  What exactly did she have planned for him he wondered?  Slowly he stood up from the couch and started following her, the whole time his eyes were focused on her ass.  He watched her ass slowly go from side to side with every step she took.  The more he followed and watched the more he wanted to shove his cock in her.

Once they were in the playroom Michelle led Derek over to the bed.  She was surprised he followed her so willingly and never once asked what her plans were for him.  “Master please lay down in the middle of the bed.  I have a surprise for you.”

Derek did exactly as she asked, even though he was a little suspicious about her intentions.  Once he was lying there he watched as Michelle crawled up the length of his body.  He enjoyed the little bit of time she spent licking the length of his cock through his shorts.  He was already hard just from watching her walk in front of him, that all her licking did was make his cock ache to be released from its confined area.  When she moved up to his stomach she lightly ran her tongue up to his navel area and began licking his belly button.  He surprised that this was starting to excite him even more which was very strange to him.  Never before has any woman ever licked his belly button.  He couldn’t believe that he actually liked it.

Michelle was enjoying herself immensely.  Not because she was getting wet from what she was doing, but because she knew that Derek didn’t have the faintest idea what she was getting ready to do to him.  She looked up at Derek and noticed that he was watching her every move.  “Close your eyes Master.  I want this to be a surprise for you.”  Michelle seductively said to him.  When she noticed that his eyes were closed completely she started working her way back up his body.  With every kiss that she planted on his chest she could feel his whole body shudder from the touch of her lips.  She slowly slid her hands along his arms until her hands were clasped in his.  Once her lips were locked with his she started easing his arms up above his head.  Slowly she released his hands and slid them down past the head of the mattress to the restraints that she had set up when Derek was taking his shower.  Gently she pulled them up and clasped them around his wrists.  He didn’t seem to notice what she was up to until he heard both locks click.  Immediately she quit kissing him and sat up and smiled at him.

Derek couldn’t believe that he let his guard down enough for something like this to happen to him.  He looked at both restraints and noticed that she was using the exact same ones that he used on her.  Finally he looked up at her and in a stern voice said.  “What are you up too? You know that I am the Master and you are the slave.  Release me now and I will lessen your punishment.”

Michelle sat there on top of Derek with a big smile on her face.  She was impressed with being able to accomplish this much of her plan.  She just hoped that with everything she had planned for him that he would be able to forgive her for doing this to him. 

“Master, please don’t be upset with me.  All of this is part of the surprise I have for you.  I really think you will like what I have planned.  I know I am going to be punished for this so I will just keep you tied up until everything is finished.”

Michelle climbed off of the bed and walked into the bathroom.  When she returned she was dressed in the exact clothes that Derek made her wear the first night she came over.  When she pulled her hand out from behind her she had the flogger in her hand.

“Now Master, it looks like the tables have turned.  Now you’re my little pet slave and I am your Mistress.  Before we begin I have to go and retrieve a couple more things before we really get started.”

Derek laid there and watched as Michelle left the room.  He knew she headed towards the living room and hoped that she wasn’t heading for the kitchen to retrieve a knife, then come back in there and start making fillets of his cock.  When he heard her coming back towards the playroom he noticed that she was talking to someone, no, she was commanding someone.

The next thing Derek saw was two women come walking into the playroom, blindfolded and their hands bound together.  He noticed that they were wearing some of the crotch less panties, fishnet stockings and high heel shoes that he kept in his slave making cabinet

Michelle looked over at Derek and raised one finger to her lips signaling him to be quiet and not make a sound.  She could see he wasn’t happy about what she has done to him, but, she also noticed a slight hint of curiousness in his eyes as to why the other two women were there.  She was wondering if he even figured it out that these are the two women from work, Jackie and Kelly, which helped her into her office when she couldn’t move on her own from that vibrating egg that was in her pussy.

“Now ladies, you are to do as I tell you.  If you don’t, you will be punished.  Is that understood?” Michelle said to both women.  “I am your Mistress and I will not be gentle with any punishment that I see fit to use on you.”  Michelle was slowly walking full circles around them.  She was enjoying how both of them were shaking.  Just watching them in their frightened state was starting to arouse her, making her nipples getting hard and her pussy wet.

Derek was actually beginning to enjoy watching her take control of the two unexpected visitors that were standing at the end of the bed.  He watched as Michelle walked around them, lightly running her fingers across their nipples, then immediately pinching them hard enough to make them cry out from the pain.  He noticed that when Michelle did that to the one girl, the girl bit down on her bottom lip, trying very hard to not make a noise the second time her nipple was pinched.

Michelle slowly walked over to the cabinet and retrieved two sets of restraints.  She fastened Jackie and Kelly, each to a separate bed post.  She didn’t restrain their legs any because she wanted to be able to move their legs around to any position that Michelle might want to be in.  Once she had both of them to where she wanted them, she walked back to the cabinet and retrieved two sets of nipple clamps.  When finally she was standing next to Jackie, Michelle reached out and grabbed on of Jackie’s breast, lifted it up and started sucking on her hard nipple.  As soon as she heard her start to moan Michelle bit down, making Jackie cry out from the pain.  Slowly she started sucking on it again.  When she finally finished with her little suck toy she attached a clamp to both of Jackie’s nipples.  She could hear Jackie suck in a deep breathe from the pain the clamps were causing.

“Do you like that my little pet?” Michelle asked Jackie.  When she didn’t answer her right away she flogged her across her ass.

Jackie jumped when the strands from the flogger made contact with her bare ass.  She thought it wouldn’t sting like it did but was definitely wrong in thinking that.  She knew she should answer but waited till Michelle, her Mistress, flogged her one more time.  She didn’t want Derek to think that she was going to give in immediately.  She wanted all of this too look great for him.  She already knew that Derek got off on doing all of this and was certain that he would probably shoot his load before any of them ever laid a hand on him.  When she felt the flogger on her ass again she finally answered Michelle. 

“Yes Mistress I like that.  Its making my pussy so wet.”

“Good.  I’m glad you like it.”  Michelle reached between Jackie’s legs, sliding two fingers into her pussy.  She loved the feeling of Jackie’s vaginal walls squeezing her fingers, trying to keep them in there forever.  Every thrust of her fingers into Jackie was starting to make her pussy even wetter than it already was.  Michelle reached down, shoved her fingers inside of her pussy getting them covered in her juices and then pulled them out and placed them in front of Jackie’s mouth and told her to lick them clean.  Michelle moaned while Jackie was cleaning off her fingers.  Feeling her tongue gliding across her fingers was making her wish it was her clit instead.

Finally she pulled her fingers out of Jackie’s mouth and walked around to the other side to where Kelly was restrained.  She stopped directly behind Kelly and reached around her, taking both breasts into her hands.  She had Kelly’s nipples between her fingers, slowly twisting and pinching them, causing Kelly to let out a moan of her own.  Immediately she attached the other clamps to Kelly’s nipples.

Kelly was enjoying the attention she was getting.  “Mistress that feels good.”  Kelly said in a whispery voice.  “Mmmmm my pussy is getting wet Mistress.”  She could feel her legs actually start to get weak, and then she felt the clamps get attached to her nipples.  Instantaneously she sucked in a deep breath of air and tried to not cry out.

Derek wished that he wasn’t restrained at that moment because right now he had three horny women in front of him and all he could do was watch.  “Mistress what about me, will the only thing I get to do is watch you get their pussies wet?”  Derek asked and then realized that she wanted him to not make any noise.  Immediately he saw Michelle release Kelly’s nipples and start to walk along the side of the bed towards where he was laying.  He realized that when ever Michelle done something that she was told not to do that he always punished her.  Right now though he didn’t see anyway that she could punish him since he still had his shorts on and was lying on his back.  What, if anything, could she possibly do to him right then.

“Didn’t I tell you to not say a word? I’m sure that I did and apparently you don’t know how to listen to what you are told to do.  Children are punished for not listening and the way I see it you should be punished also.”

Michelle walked back down towards Jackie and Kelly.  Immediately she released them from their restraints and told them to take off their blindfolds.  She watched as both women uncovered their eyes and became accustomed to the lighting in the room.  Once their eyes adjusted she told them that they are to follow every command exactly.

Jackie and Kelly stood there looking at Derek lying on the bed with his hands tied above his head.  Each of them looked him over from head to toe, studying every inch of his body from his gorgeous hair, to his chest, then his prominent bulge in his shorts and down along his muscular legs, down to his feet.  Immediately both of them were imagining his hard cock inside any of their orifices that he wanted to slide it in to.

Suddenly both of them felt a stinging sensation across their asses.  When they both turned around they found Michelle standing there with the flogger in her hand, ready to strike at both of them if need be. 

“Now that I have your attention again maybe I can continue telling you what you need to start doing.”

“Slave Jackie, you will remove the little bit of clothes that he is wearing.  Once he is lying there naked don’t get any ideas of having some fun with him.  He didn’t do as I told him so now he needs to be punished.”

“Yes Mistress I understand.”  Jackie replied.

“Slave Kelly, you will go and restrain his ankles to the bottom posts of the bed.  You will find the restraints behind me on the chair.  Make sure that they are secure.  I would hate to have to punish the both you also, even though I am sure that I would enjoy every minute of it.”

“Yes Mistress I understand.”  Kelly replied to Mistress Michelle with a slight bow of her head.

“Now, both of you get started.  The sooner he is ready the sooner I can commence with his punishment.”  Michelle immediately left the room and headed out of the playroom

When she returned she found both Jackie and Kelly fighting to get his other ankle in the restraint.  She could see that he was just doing it to be an ass and immediately she walked over next to Derek and brought the straps of the flogger down hard across his legs, instantaneously causing Derek to quit what he was doing and just laid still.

Derek was surprised by her actions.  He thought that she wasn’t serious about any of this and never expected her to actually use the flogger on him.  He was sorely wrong in assuming that and wished he had done what he was told.  He lifted his head and tried to look down to were the straps had connected with his legs and noticed that if she would have been another six inches higher she would have brought the straps down across his cock and balls.   Derek cringed at the thought of that.

Once he quit pulling and pushing his leg in all directions, Jackie and Kelly were finally able to attach the restraint to his ankle.  Once they were finished both women backed away.  “Mistress Michelle, we are finished with what you wanted us to do.”

“Thank you.  Both of you shall be rewarded in a way of my choosing.”  Michelle informed them.

“Now how should I punish you?” Michelle said while looking at Derek.  “What would be an appropriate way to teach you to be good and do as you’re told? Let me see, I think I know of the perfect way to do this.” Michelle said while walking around to the other side of the bed, slapping the flogger across her hand with every step. She fought to not laugh when she saw Derek flinch a little when she slapped it against her hand.

Derek liked using the flogger on others but when it came to it being used on him he would have rather had a finger smashed with a hammer.  Right now there wasn’t much he could do to stop her from using it on him some more, so all he could think of was to somehow try and prepare for anymore lashings that she might intend to give him.

Michelle climbed up on the bed next to Derek and laid down next to him.  “Girls come over here, I have come up with a way to punish him and it won’t even involve inflicting anymore pain on him.”  She watched as they walked over to where she was laying and waited for their Mistress to give her next command.

This didn’t make any sense to Derek.  How did she intend to punish him without inflicting any pain? He laid there and watched the girls walk over to the side of the bed, never once saying a word.  He didn’t mind though, because now he was able to get an even better look at them.  When he looked at each girl’s pussy he could see a slight glint of wetness from when Michelle was playing with their pussies and tits.  He was certain that he would enjoy tasting both of them and definitely wanted that chance.  He never realized that he was licking his lips in anticipation of that chance. 

Michelle noticed him licking his lips.  She knew immediately what he was thinking and also knew he wasn’t getting either of the girls, or her, until she decided the time was right.  Slowly she spread her legs and slid her hand down and over her pussy.  She already knew she was wet but she still had to touch herself. 

“Mmmmmmm that feels good.  Now let’s see, which one of you will it be? Kelly come over here and put your tongue to use on my pussy.  I want to feel your tongue all over it.”

“Yes Mistress.”  Kelly replied.  Immediately she had her head down between Michelle’s legs and breathed in the wonderful sent of wet pussy.  Slowly she started running her tongue around the outer lips, gently flicking it over Michelle’s skin.  Once she made a complete circle she started licking from the bottom up to her clit.  She could taste Michelle’s juices and knew that if she shoved her tongue inside that sweet pussy that she would be able to lap up a lot more.  She didn’t want that just yet.  Instead she headed straight to Michelle’s clit and began flicking her tongue across it somewhat roughly.  She listened as Michelle began moaning every time her tongue flicked over her swollen clit.

Michelle was thoroughly enjoying the attention her pussy was receiving.  Even after the other day at work when Kelly ate her pussy, she still had trouble believing that she would enjoy having a woman do that to her.  She could see that Jackie was waiting very patiently for her Mistress to give her a command.  “Slave Jackie, my breasts need some attention.  Why don’t you come and take care of them for me.  I’m sure you will enjoy doing that.”

Jackie immediately smiled when her Mistress finished talking.  “Yes Mistress Michelle, I will enjoy doing that for you.  I will do my best to please you.”  Slowly Jackie sat on the edge of the bed and cupped one of Michelle’s breasts in her hand.  Slowly she started gently kneading her fingers around the succulent flesh in her hand.  She watched as Michelle’s nipples began to get completely erect from the pleasure her and Kelly was giving their Mistress.  Slowly she lowered her mouth down and wrapped her lips around the hard nipple and began flicking her tongue over it roughly.  Instantly she heard Michelle take in a deep breath and knew she was giving her what she wanted. 

Derek wasn’t sure how long he was going to be able to last while watching them.  Already he could feel pre-cum seeping out of his cock and onto his belly.  Just watching Kelly eating Michelle’s pussy and Jackie sucking Michelle’s breasts was driving him crazy.  Now he knows how she was going to punish him without inflicting any pain on him.

Michelle looked out the corner of her eye and watched as Derek stared at the sight next to him.  She so badly wanted to set him free so he could join in but she was having way too much fun right then with Jackie and Kelly.

After about ten minutes of Jackie and Kelly pleasuring her she commanded them to stop.  “Jackie, it looks like Kelly has made a sticky mess of her face.  Clean her face off for her.”

“Yes Mistress.  It will be my pleasure to clean face.”  Jackie pulled Kelly over to her and started licking her face and under her chin.  While she did that she lowered her one hand down to Kelly’s pussy.  Before she touched her she looked over at her Mistress.  “Mistress, is it okay we play with each other?”

“Yes, but just for a little while.”

“Thank you Mistress.”  Both girls said in unison.

Jackie immediately went back to cleaning Kelly’s face and started to also run her fingers along the slit of Kelly’s hairless pussy.  Feeling a pussy that’s been shaved, or even waxed, made her feel like such a naughty girl because she was always raised that any hair you grew down there, stayed down there.  “That was hair that wasn’t supposed to be removed because if helped to cover up a woman’s private parts.” like her mom always said..  She had a very strange family and Kelly was glad that she never turned out like they did.  Living this type of life was a hell of a lot more fun.

Kelly’s whole body was starting to tingle all over.  Every chance she got she would shove her tongue into Jackie’s mouth and enjoy the sweet taste from her tongue.  She was beginning to breathe harder.

Michelle noticed the change in Kelly’s breathing, stood up next to her and whispered something in her ear.  The only other one that was close enough to hear what Michelle told Kelly was Jackie, who immediately asked her Mistress in a hushed voice, if she should do the same thing.  Michelle nodded in agreement.

Michelle started removing the nipple clips from the girl’s breasts.  She didn’t want to take a chance of one of them having a massive orgasm and then someone loosing an eye because the other person’s nipple clip jabbed through someone’s eye and they ended up being injured.  With clips in her hand, she backed away and watched as the rest of the events unfolded.

Jackie grabbed Kelly’s hand and shoved it towards her pussy.  She was so horny that she just couldn’t take it anymore and wanted someone to play with her pussy also.  When she felt three of Kelly’s fingers being shoved inside her, completely up to the last knuckles, she bit down on Kelly’s bottom lip.  Not hard mind you, just enough to have a hold of it.  She knew right away that neither one of them was going to last much longer.

Derek laid there watching everything.  Even though he wasn’t participating physically with them, he was still getting very close to shooting his load all over his stomach.  If he did cum all over himself it would be a first time he had ever done that without him stroking his cock or from having sex with a woman.

Michelle was getting close to cumming also but nobody else even noticed.  The girls were too involved with each other and Derek was lost in watching Kelly and Jackie.  She suddenly heard both girls start moaning very loudly.  They had completely quit kissing and licking each other and their fingers were thrusting into each others pussies at a high rate of speed.  She watched as both girls’ eyes flew open wide and they announced they were getting ready to cum.

They did exactly like they were told.  Immediately, they both climbed over Derek, Jackie’s pussy over his face and Kelly’s over his crotch.  Never once did their pussies come in contact with him.  Suddenly they both let out a loud cry and their orgasm started.  Their juices splashed all over Derek from his head to his crotch.  Their fingers were thrusting in and out of their pussies the whole time.  Their orgasms seemed to last forever. 

That was all it took.  Having two beautiful girls shooting their pussy juice all over him and their pussies just beyond his reach put him over the edge.  Derek started shooting his cum onto his belly and up towards his chest.  Thick streams shot out of his cock in long ropes.  He could feel how warm in felt against his stomach and then started to feel something else.  Someone started squirting all over him.  When he opened his eyes he found out that it was Michelle.  Some how she had climbed up on the bed and straddled him between his chest and stomach and began to have her own orgasm also. 

When Michelle’s orgasm subsided she laid down on top of Derek with Jackie and Kelly lying on either side of him.  “Well Master did you like my surprise for you? I hope you’re not too upset with me? As you can see I even brought some play toys for the both of us.  I hope you like them? I know I do.”

Derek tried so hard to make like he was still upset with her tying him down like she did. But after everything that just happened he couldn’t even pretend to be mad.  He looked Michelle in the eyes and told her, “Thank you my little slave.  You have made your Master very happy.  I’m just wondering when I get to actually touch them instead of being on the sideline and just watching.”  Derek never got a response. 

Michelle, Jackie and Kelly were sound asleep and Derek was still restrained to the bed.  Derek could already hear their rhythmic breathing.  He tried to rock his body back and forth to try to wake them but it was useless.  He was just going to have to wait till they awoke later on.  This was an experience he was sure that he would never forget.

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Captured part 3

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"What’s wrong slut haven’t you ever seen one of these before?" My mind started spinning at what he might have planned, my arms and feet straining against the restraints in my frantic attempt to escape. His nail suddenly bit into my clit causing me to jerk my hips upward as I screamed loudly, "You stupid cunt, you can not remember something as simple as answering me when I ask you a question." "Yes Sir, I know, but why do you have it?" "I know you are not questioning me are you girl?" "No...no Sir".

He reached under the table and brought out a large Styrofoam wedged shaped pillow, his hand reaching under me raising my ass up off the table before shoving it under me. I watched as he dipped the object into a pan and hea

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rd what sounded like rocks knocking around before he brought the speculum up, water dripping from the end of it. He watched my reaction as he dropped it back down again. Picking up some rope he reached down circling my knee with one end before treading it under the table and back up to wrap around the other one. Pulling the rope taunt my legs were spread wide, the ropes keeping me from being able to move without feeling like my hips and ankles were being pulled from their sockets. All my thoughts were on what he was going to do to me that I did not notice his hand reaching up tugging on the chain running between the clamps still hooked onto my nipples. "Ouch damn you that hurts." To late I realized what I just said, before being able to say anything else he jerked it again, then picked up to metal objects from the table and hooked one to each side of the chain. The weights tugged down in opposite directions causing the clamps to bite harder against my now extremely sensitive nipples. Giving each a slight tug he laughed as my whimpers filled the room. "Now what were you saying slut?" "Th...thank you Master."

Moving back down the table he grabbed the speculum and began to insert it into my cunt. Gasping my body tried to jerk away from the freezing cold metal. "What’s the matter bitch? Don’t you like the feel of the metal sliding against your skin after it has been sitting in ice water? It should cool you off some" He began laughing at my reply of "Not really Sir". After pushing it as far as he could inside me he began to open it, the freezing metal stretching me open making me feel like an exposed specimen from biology class about to be dissected. I struggle against the ropes trying to pull my legs closed to no avail. He grabbed up a small round metal ball and inserted it deep inside me pushing it past the ends of the speculum, "A little present for later girl." As he looked down into my eyes a sense of forbearing washed over me. His eyes closed momentarily, when they opened back up I could see anger burning through them. He grasped the speculum and without closing it he yanked it straight out and threw it on the table. "You really are a bitch, only a dog would not have the manners to thank someone when they give you a present." Crying I choked out "Please forgive my rudeness, thank you Sir for the present." Shaking his head "Don’t fret so girl by the time I have had you for a bit you will learn some manners, but for now another lesson is in order I do believe." Before total fear could set in I watched as he put on some gloves before picking up what looked like a hand made out of some kind of root. Soundlessly he turned it in his hands, a sadistic smile crossing his face as he used a knife cutting down across it as if dissecting a finger from the hand. Next he used the knife to peel of the outer layer of the finger before dropping it into the pan of ice water. He then cut off a small section and peeled it also. With one hand he reached in the pan and picked up the finger looking root, with his other hand he spread the cheeks of my ass. I started trying to wiggle away which only brought a laugh from him. Slowly he began to push the thing inside my ass, the pain of something invading me brought a scream to my lips "No, please that hurts, please stop" My head was moving from one side to the other as I tried to fight away the invasion."I’m sorry did you say something slut?" He jammed it the rest of the way in and then just stood there watching me. The burning started slowly, spreading through my ass, my eyes flew up to his. "What is it, please take it out. It feels like a fire is building inside me...shit get it out of me now." "Slut when will you figure it out, you do not tell me what to do." He continues watching me as my body moves against the ropes and cuffs, tears sliding down my face as my whole body is feeling invaded. After about ten minutes he reaches down picking up the smaller piece he had cut. "Don’t you just love ginger root? It has so many wonderful uses." His eyes never leave mine and he spreads my lips and rubs the ginger across my clit a couple times before pressing it right against it holding it tightly there. A strange sensation began to unfold from where the ginger was pressed against me. The burning was totally different than that I felt in my ass, it seemed to be centering inside my cunt, pulling and spreading. A film of sweat broke out across my forehead, my hips began to rock up, grinding against the piece he held firmly against my clit. "What is happening, I don’t understand." As he watched my eyes begin to cloud over he jerked it off of me and then reached down removing the finger from my ass. "Okay slut look at me. You will stop right now as you are not allowed to cum unless I decide you deserve it. Understand?" "But...oh hell I need to cum..it hurts...please let me I don’t know if I can stop it." "If you do I will punish you and it will not be pretty. You with think up until now all I have been doing is playing with you." His words were like a bucket of ice water being thrown on me. I started breathing deeply trying to get my body back under control. My clit still felt swollen and needy, it felt like a strung was traveling through me from my aching nipples to my cunt pulling and aching for release.

Turning from me he began to walk across the room. "Rest for a bit slut before we begin again." I could hear his boots hitting against the stairs as he left me tied to the table. His steps stopped as he reached the door. Suddenly a hard vibration began deep inside my pussy jerking my body taunt against the restraints. As quickly as it began it stopped making me wonder if I was losing my mind. His laughter echoed down the stairwell. "How do you like your present girl." Still laughing he switched the light off before closing the door leaving me surrounded by darkness, tremors racking my body as I was left to think of what he would do to me next.

The 1st Meet

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The 1st Meet.

If we were to meet I would expect you to wear a see through blouse, no bra! A short skirt, stockings suspenders and panties would be optional.

We would meet in a public place for our first meeting, say a park or pub. Let’s say a pub.

We would meet in the car park and walk in together, sitting in a quiet corner I would ask what you wanted to drink and as I rose to fetch you a drink I lent over and told you to remove your jacket by the time I returned.

When I returned I told you to move your arms to your side so I could see your hardening nipples poking through the blouse, your dark areola, clearly visible. I leant over to kiss you on the cheek and pinched your nipple between my finger and thumb; such took a sharp intake of breath, but did no

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t attempt to remove my hand.


I then leaned further over and told you to go to the ladies and remove your panties, returning with them in your hand to present to me.


When you returned I took your panties and discreetly accepted them before raising my hand to my nose to smell your newly removed panties. I then slip them into my pocket and slide nearer to you. Ordering you to open your legs, I slip a hand up your skirt and insert one then two fingers into your extremely aroused cunt.


Again you take a sharp intake of breath, I slowly wiggle my fingers ensuring a liberal coating of your cunt juice, washes over them before removing them and smelling the fingers, I then order you to lick them clean.


Next I tell you we are going for a drive, and take hold of your coat so you have to walk from the back of the pub out to the car park with all the men staring at your aroused nipples.


Once in my car I tell you to undo your top five buttons on your blouse, allowing me a generous view of your cleavage. As we drive I ask you questions about yourself and after every third question you are ordered to UN do another button.


Soon your blouse is fully UN buttoned and I order you to open it wide, your tits are now on full and open view. As we drive other vehicles pass us and sometimes the try to remain beside us as they can see your upper torso naked.


I then turn off on to a country road which leads to a woody lane; I turn off the engine and order you to raise your skirt. I continue to order it raised until I can see your pubic hair clearly and your aroused cunt lips open like a precious flower.


The single touch of my finger is enough to start your climax, as your sexual arousal has been climbing since you began to get ready of our date.


I reach into the glove box and remove a rampant rabbit vibrator and instruct you to insert it in to your cunt until the ears lightly touch your clitoris.


I then turn on the head to a slow hum, whilst the ears to a much faster hum and bigger vibrations. I warn you that you will have to keep it there until we arrive at your home and if you cum before that you will be punished.


By the time we get to your place, you have failed to prevent yourself Cumming, I allow you to fasten just two buttons of your blouse and to put your skirt down over the top of the rabbit. I then warn you that if you allow the rabbit to fall out of your cunt, you will receive additional punishment.


We walk slowly to your front door and you open it and step inside. Where I allow you to remove the rabbit, but before you can go anywhere it has to be licked clean.


Ask you to choose your form of punishment, will it be a good sound spanking on your arse, or a less firm spanking on your breasts, or an even less severe punishment of your cunt lips with my hand.


You kneel before me and beg Master which ever punishment you decide to give me I fully deserve. I order you to remove my prick from my trousers using only one hand and your mouth. Failure to do so will result in you receiving all three punishments.


You struggle but manage to retrieve my prick, and as you bring it out of my trousers, it is held between your lips, so I naturally tell you to suck me to full hardness.


Mean while I have UN buttoned your two remaining buttons and removed your blouse. I wait until your have done your job on my cock before making your remove your skirt. Next I tell you to serve me a cup of tea in the living room as you are and it had better be done with style and courtesy or you will suffer.


You return after five minutes, placing my cup of tea on the table beside me and try to do a little curtsy. I bring my hand up in between your legs and locate your erect cut.


Part 2.


When your nipples are rock hard, I complain that you have not satisfied my desire to have your cunt juices smother my hand. I instruct you that you will now have to face all three punishments.


Order you to kneel down over the edge of the settee and to open your legs as wide as you can. I tell you that after each punishing slap you will say, thank you master I still need much more training to be a worthy slut for you.


My first slap lands on your right arse cheek, thank you master I need to be punished more, you reply. A harder slap lands on your left arse cheek as I correct you and tell you I want word for word the information I gave you originally. Thank you master I still need much more training to be a worthy slut for you. I repeat.


You then repeat it word for word, as the next slap lands directly on your cunt lips, as I drag my index finger backwards along your cunt lips, it slips inside and brushes against your cut. You gasp as it drags it lightly backwards. This is repeated a further five times, right cheek, left cheek and then the cunt.


I then make you kneel up and reach behind you to grip your ankles in your hands, this tilts your upper torso back presenting your breasts at the right angle for their punishment. Six slaps rain down on each breast and as I with draw my hand each time your nipple is both pinched and stretched.


When you have correctly accepted your punishment, I stick my cock in your face and order you to lick its length and make sure you don’t forget to kiss my balls.


This continues for five minutes until I begin to face fuck you, ordering you to take my whole length of seven inches into your mouth.


As my climax nears, I withdraw my cock and order you to masturbate your cunt in front of me while I finish drinking my cup of tea. I tell you that I want you to make yourself cum, by the time I have finished my cup of tea or I will have to make you cum another way.


You fail to make your self cum properly, so I grab you by the hair and make you lead me to the kitchen where I order you to find me a broom.

I then make you lay on the cold kitchen floor and to insert the end of the broom handle into your cunt. I gently begin to force 6 inches of the handle up you before slowly removing almost all of it.


I the begin to flick you with the handle, until you are begging me” master please allow me to take your cock in me, fuck me in the cunt or my arse which ever you my master desires, I am only fit to serve you my master in any way you see fit.”


I then allow you to continue fucking yourself with the handle as I take some pictures of you. As you begin to climax, I order you to remove the handle and to finish yourself off with your fingers.


Part 3.


I then make you lead me to your bedroom where I command you to show me your sex toys and order you to get me two pairs of stockings. I take the stockings, tying one to your left wrist; I securely bind it to your right wrist behind your back. Next I tie a stocking around your waist and attach a third to the front of this, pass it through your legs and pull it tight before fastening it at the rear.


The Stocking is forced tightly into your cunt lips pressing against your clitoris. I then take your smallest sex toy and ease it into your cunt, turn it fully on and ensure it can not fall out by securing it in place with the stocking. I take the remaining stocking and use it to blindfold you. I tell you that you’re going to be made to cum until you cannot cum anymore. I take a large vibrator and place it against your old, before turning the toy to full speed.


You hips begin to buck, as your excitement begins to build. A further toy is turned full on and pressed against your anal ring, without entering your arse. You are literally trapped between the two vibrating toys front and rear. As your excitement rises you begin rocking back and forth on these two toys. The vibrations in your cunt help to push your body towards the inevitable climax


You begin to moan, begging me to fuck you. I tell you that you are my slut and as such you will need to earn my cum. You will have to show me that your worthy of my prick entering your wet slutty cunt. You beg me to tell you how you can show me you are worthy. I simply reply that you must obey my every instruction without question. Then and only then will your body prove itself worthy of my cock and cum.


I wedge the two vibrators in place using the stocking cutting into your cunt I then take two spring loaded pegs and pinch your left nipple and attach the peg to it, I repeat this four times as pegs are attached to your left breast around your nipple, I repeat the whole procedure on your right breast, by which time your in the middle of a violent climax, your knees buckle and you slip onto your knees.


I take my now erect prick and slip it between your lips, I command you to suck me off, but not to swallow my cum, I instruct you to allow it to dribble from your mouth on to your tits. Then I begin to fuck your mouth with my 7” prick, slowly to start with and then speeding up as you become accustomed to my prick’s thickness.


You use your tongue to lick the underside of my penis, as it invades your mouth and you do your very best to hasten my Cumming. After some ten minutes of this treatment I finally shoot my sticky white fluid into your mouth and as instructed you allow it to dribble from the comers of your mouth on to your breasts.


I order you to clean up my cock, which you do and just as you finish yet another climax, you ask for permission to go to the loo. I instruct you that your body is mine and therefore you are not allowed to go to the toilet unless I escort you and you will not be allowed to undo your hands to clean yourself up so if you’re desperate to go, I will have to wipe you dry.


In the toilet I allow you to go to the loo but without undoing the stocking which is holding the three vibrators in place, so you have to piss through this stocking and it soaks the stocking and your toys. Adding to your discomfort I then take you to the bath area and allow you to stand in the bath I release your hands and allow you to remove all the stockings and toys from your body, you are just about to remove the first of the pegs when I interrupt you and tell you, you can remove the pegs but must not squeeze the pegs to do so.


This means that the only way to remove them would be to pull them away from your body until they snapped away from your breasts. You gingerly try this on the first one but find it too painful to do a second one. You plead with me to allow you to remove them normally and in return you promise to be my undivided slave for a whole weekend to be used and abused as I saw fit. I warn you that you would be well advised to consider this carefully as I had a private party planned for five males and their girlfriends where you would have to serve them as a French maid and allow them to use your body as they saw fit.


You agree to this and I allow you to gently remove your pegs. I allow you to clean yourself up and get dressed. You join me back in the living room where we sit and chat about your likes and dislikes. The rest of the evening we chat as equals and no further demands are made upon your body. How ever I do leave you instructions for going to bed that night. You are to insert the largest vibrator you can stand, into your arse and to fuck yourself there until you climax, I tell you I will phone you the next moaning for a blow by blow account of it, including how you felt.


Part 4.


The party.


About a week alter our first meeting, I call you and order you to bathe, dress in the French maids uniform I sent you and to ensure you wear no underwear An hour later I am knocking on your door to collect you, we drive in silence to a hotel where you are deposited in a large room. I inform you to get the things ready; you find twelve glasses and a tray with wine chilling in the fridge.

After what seems like ages, but is only ten minutes, I knock on the door and lead five males and there female partners into the room. I stand talking to them and indicate to you to serve the wine, as you approach me, I announce this is Katerina, my slut French maid, who will not only serve us tonight but will be our entertainment as well.

I further explain that she can not refuse any suggestion made to her and any one whom wishes to may indulge in a quick feel as long as no other guest is kept waiting for drinks. I also warn you that later you are to remove your maid’s uniform and serve us naked.

The party begins to warm up as several of the women engage you in conversations while feeling your breasts and at the same time their partners are feeling your cunt. You then accidentally spill a glass of wine and I immediately call you over to me. I chastise you for the spilt wine and confuse you by saying you will replace the wine immediately.

I then order you to remove your uniform and in front of everyone, I hold the empty glass in front of your cunt and order you to fill it will your piss, you find it difficult to begin pissing with everyone watching you until I warn you that you have until I count to ten to begin filling the glass or I will have every member present spank you on your cunt with three slaps each. You realize that it would mean 33 painful slaps on your cunt.


You literally force a few drops of piss out by the time I counted to Sand had managed a full flow by 10. When you filled the glass you could not stop your flow and others dipped their glasses in to the flowing urine to mix it with their wine.

I raise the glass of full urine and order you to drink the fluid that it contains. You gingerly take the glass and try to swallow it in one go. But as you raise the glass a woman begins to feel your wet cunt, and slides three fingers deep into you.

You eventually drain the glass and are lead over to a coffee table where you are laid down, each woman in turn kneels between your legs and begins to eat you out, whilst the men stand in a circle with their pricks all exposed and begin wanking over your prone body.

By the time the third woman has brought you to your third orgasm, the pricks begin to cum, each prick launches a torrent of spunk on to your upturned body, and most of them are aimed at your tits and face. By the time the last penis has erupted over you, you are a mass of cum splashes from head to toe and are in the middle of your fifth orgasm. Two of the women then begin to lick you clean whilst a third squats over your face and orders you to lick her out.

You are then made to lick out each woman in turn; the last three after their cunts have been filled with someone’s spunk. Then your lead away to a bathroom where you are allowed to clean yourself up before being lead back to the coffee table and you are tied face down to it. Your legs are secured to woe of the legs and your arms to the other two legs. It is now impossible for you to close your cunt off from being felt or flicked and each guy in turn, inserts his penis into your cunt and flicks you but pulls out before shooting his cum over your back.

When all my guests are sated, they begin to leave the room, where I come over to you and tell you that as my messy little slut, you have pleased me no end tonight and for doing so I have a special gift for you. You begin to wander what the gift may be, until you feel my own prick pushing against your anus. I whisper into your ear, yes bitch your reward is to have me flick your arse and my spunk shot up your tight little arse hole.

Your almost too exhausted to resist but suddenly feel something large and stiff begin to force its way into your cunt, I laugh as I see the shock on your face, before I announce, yes it’s the rampant rabbit for your cunt while my prick flicks your arse. You by now are almost Cumming no stop as my prick erupts deep inside your arse and I with draw it to present it to your mouth for sucking clean.

The Exhibit,Ch.5 (conclusion)

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Part 5:  Domination and Slavery (conclusion)

Synopsis:  At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how the use of Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds to obey her, so very deeply.  Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "relaxation chambers" to expand her business, getting chambers at a discount, in exchange for using them to recruit more slaves for Dominica.  The problem is, fewer and fewer new slaves have been reporting to Dominica's mountain community.  MzDominica sent out some of her slaves on a little "reconnaissance mission," and they found that the relaxation chambers were no longer deliveri

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ng their brainwashing messages to Mistress Black's customers.  Dominica's response was helped by her techo-slaves, who modified Mistress Black's lights and audio equipment to hypnotize her into driving up to Dominica's Realm for a little "vacation."

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Mistress Black lay in the glass coffin.  Blindfolded.  Gagged with the soft, rubber mouthpiece, the tiny tube dripping MzDominica's pale, yellow pee into her mouth.  Each sharp, salty drop made the woman shiver with ecstasy as it touched her tongue, behind the gag, and slowly rolled down… toward the back of her throat… gliding over her tongue… to the back, where she could taste the gentle bitterness of Dominica's fluids…  And then, almost reluctantly, she swallowed… moaning behind the gag as her body shook…
 
"My pee gives you pleasure," Dominica's unrelenting voice continued, playing through the headphones.  "Deep, arousing, sexual pleasure.  Every drop you swallow feels like an orgasm.  Rippling through your body.  Spreading out, from your throat, as each drop of My pee drips down… down… down deep inside you.  Spreading out like a wave.  Deep waves of pleasure, like having your nipples sucked… like having your pussy licked…  Every tiny drop of Dominica's pee, like an orgasm.  Swallow… and cum…  Swallow… and cum…  You crave to obey Dominica…  You crave to swallow… and cum…  Feel the next drop roll down your tongue…  So very slowly…  You want to keep it on your tongue…  You want to taste it as long as you can…  Each tiny drop…  Drop…  Drop…  Swallow… and CUM…  Such intense pleasure…  You never want it to end…"
 
There was nothing subliminal about this recording.  The white noise had been replaced with the sounds of dripping water…  The sound of Dominica's voice was like a lover, speaking intimately, but easily heard.  Unhurried.  She had all the time in the world.  Dominica's words repeated over and over, as the reservoir of yellow fluid dripped… dripped… dripped… into Mistress Black's widely-stretched mouth.
 
"Blank…  Blank…  Blank…  When I say the word blank, your mind empties out immediately.  You go blank.  So blank and empty.  Blank.  Not a thought in your head.  Blank.  Mind gone.  Thinking stopped.  You do not think.  You only swallow.  Swallow and drink My pee.  Drip…  Drip… Drip…  My delicious, orgasmic pee…  Blank… you do not think…  Blank…  So empty…  Mind so empty…  My pee gives you such pleasure…  Feel each drop, each tiny drop.  So delicious.  As the waves of an orgasm spread out from your tongue…  Down your throat… up into your brain…  Your empty, empty brain…  Drip…  Blank…  Drip…  Feels so good…  Blank…  Feels so good…"
 
The woman's skin looked so shiny, inside the glass coffin.  Naked, covered with a sheen of sweat.  At first, it was resistance.  She had tried so hard to resist.  Even when she could no longer remember the long drive up the mountain road, up through the clouds, through the pass and into the valley, the view of Dominica's farming community gradually dropping behind the forest as she wove back and forth down the mountainside.  Approaching the inn, with the sign cryptically labeled "Dominica's."  Shivering in ecstasy with each tiny drop of pee, she no longer remembered walking into the tavern, and dropping to her knees at Dominica's booted feet, the scent of leather making her shake, even then.  No longer remembered gazing down at the floor, unable to think, unable to move, until she felt MzDominica's hand on the back of her head, and heard her voice utter a single word:  "Sleep."
 
Sleep…  Sleep…  Was it Dominica's Voice, telling her to sleep?  Or the memory of when Dominica commanded her to sleep?  And sleep.  And sleep.  Dropping deeper and deeper, until she lay on the floor, nose and chin pressed against Dominica's boot, in a kiss she could not remember giving.  The warm arms of male and female slaves had gently lifted her, held her close, almost lovingly… and carried her to the special training rooms, deep underground.  The rooms with the special brainwashing chambers, rows and rows of new slaves wearing headphones and blindfolds, listening to MzDominica's Voice…  Teasing them, programming them, wiping their minds clean, and programming them again.  Over and over, until the false, implanted memories began to merge with the real ones, and a new personality emerged -- docile, obedient, quiet.  Dominica's quiet, empty-minded, hypnotized slaves.  Cocks always so hard.  Pussies always so wet and dripping. 
 
Now the resistance was gone.  Now there was only lust.  And obedience.  And a continual need to serve Dominica.  One by one, each of the newly-programmed slaves was attended by a man or a woman wearing long, black, shiny leather boots, and a solid, metallic chastity belt.  The "coffin" was opened.  The headphones, gag, and restraints were removed.  And the booted slave held a shiny crystal up before the eyes of the new slave and said two words:  "Follow, follower."  Like a zombie, slowly and stiffly, the new slave arose from the enclosure, never taking his or her eyes off the crystal, following as the booted slave led the way out of the room.
 
But Mistress Black was not in the big room with the rows and rows of newly-recruited slaves.  No… she was in one of the special rooms, for even deeper training.  And tears ran down her cheeks as the orgasms became more and more intense.  As each tiny drop of pee hit her tongue and set off waves of pleasure like an earthquake, forcing her to sob around the gag.  She would have begged for the next drop -- each and every next drop -- if only she could speak.  But the gag held her tongue still, dripping… dripping… dripping… as the vibrator against her clit, and the shafts inside her pussy and ass, gently thrummed and buzzed, keeping her just at the edge of orgasm.  Just at the edge, until a drop of sharp, tangy fluid touched her tongue, and rolled down from the front slowly to the back, and she sobbed with pleasure as the orgasmic waves tore through her body and mind.
 
Addicted.  Thoroughly addicted to Dominica.  Needing and craving the pleasure.  Needing to serve.  Helplessly aroused, and silently begging with her mind, begging for the next orgasm.  Just one more tiny drop.  One more tiny wave!  And the drop would fall, and her body would spasm from head to toe, her voice squealing and moaning behind the gag.
 
Mistress Black felt, rather than saw, the blindfold being removed from her eyes.  The gag remained in her mouth, and her arms and legs were still bound with the strong, leather straps.  The screen in front of her showed images of men and women.  The display changed from moment to moment.  Still photos, live video recordings… even paintings and cartoons.  Each one showed a dominant, or a submissive, or both.  Men kneeling, women licking boots…  A drop of urine on her tongue, and Mistress Black shook with pleasure, spasms and waves cascading through her body and mind.  Dominant women slapping their slaves, beating them with whips, kicking them.  Not a drop.  "Thirsty… you are so thirsty…" the Voice in the headphones whispered.  Mistress Black ached for just one more tiny drop of pee.  Just one more.  Inside the gag, her tongue began to move, trying to suck just a drop out of the tubing.  Just a tiny drop.  As the slapping continued on the screen.  As slave after slave was whipped, or paddled.  Then the images changed again, showing a woman in long, black gloves, holding a spinning crystal in front of the face of a kneeling man.  His gaze was clearly captured by the spinning, flashing gem.  Drip… a tiny drop of pee fell onto Mistress Black's tongue, and rolled slowly down, toward the back of her throat.  She swallowed, and moaned in pleasure… a small tear rolling down her cheek, as she watched the crystal spinning, spinning, spinning before the man's eyes.  Drip… another drop of pure pleasure!  Mistress Black's eyes wanted to roll back in her head, savoring the pure joy of the pee-induced orgasm -- but she couldn't take her eyes off the screen.  "Watch…" Dominica's Voice said, "you need to watch…  Your eyes want to close, so badly…  But you need to keep them open…  You simply cannot stop looking…  Cannot stop staring at the images…  Watch…"  The man's eyes closed, and his head dropped onto his chest.  A tiny squirt of pee into her mouth, and Mistress Black's limbs moved like she was having convulsions.  The man curled forward, and began to lick the woman's black boot, and a tiny stream of pee poured down Mistress Black's throat -- for just a moment -- while she struggled to moan and swallow at the same time, almost choking, drops of pee dripping out her nostrils.  Another image, of a tall, dark-haired woman, slapping a slave with her gloved hand.  No pee.  "Thirsty… so thirsty…"  Mistress Black began to cry… to sob…  Needing the salty/sour/bitter pee in her mouth so much!  She watched slap after slap, as the slave's face was forcibly twisted to the right, then the left, then the right again.  Slapping and stinging the submissive face that could not move away, could not resist.  Thirsty.  So thirsty.  She wanted a sip.  Wanted a drink.  Wanted to feel the waves cascade through her again and again.  Another image, with a spinning crystal -- this time, with a young woman on her knees, looking up, squeezing her own nipples in her fingers, shaking.  Drip…  Oh yes!  Mistress Black swallowed, gratefully, staring at the woman on her knees, looking into her vacant eyes, as the little slut played with herself, unable to stop.
 
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"Follow, follower!"  The spinning, flashing crystal called Mistress Black out of the box.  She was hardly aware that her arms and legs were now unbound.  The gag removed from her mouth.  She felt as if she were still wearing the headphones, still feeling a pressure against the sides of her head.  Her head… that felt full of cotton…  So empty and full at the same time…  The crystal was so pretty, and looking at it made her mouth taste of pee.  So delicious, making her shake with lust.  So pretty… flashing so pretty…  She saw the crystal move away, and wanted to follow.  Wanted to follow where it went.  Stiffly, she pushed and pulled herself to a standing position, and walked, following the flashing, glittering crystal.  Was it floating?  Was somebody holding it?  She couldn't tell.  All she could see was the pretty, spinning crystal.  And hear the voice calling her to follow.  Follow, follower.  Follow.  Follow the crystal.  Down the long hallway.  Down the stairs into the torchlit room.  Cold.  It felt so cold.  Stones everywhere, rough and gray.  Lit only by the flickering torches, and the large brazier at the center of the room.  The smell of smoke made her mind feel even more clouded.

"Kneel," she heard a voice say.  And the sound of being commanded tasted like pee.  She dropped to her knees, and felt her shoulders pushed back and downward, so she sat back on her heels.  She hardly noticed the chains being pulled over her thighs, the shackles being attached to her wrists.  Locking her down, onto the floor.  She stared at the crystal as it moved away from her.  Across the room.  The crystal dangled from a chain, and there was a hand holding it, of that she was vaguely aware.  The chain was passed from one hand to another, a hand with long, red fingernails.
 
"You must obey," the holder of the chain said.  The holder of the crystal.  Mistress Black remembered that Voice.  The Voice from inside her mind.  The Voice that tasted like pee.  Her body shook, hearing that Voice… rattling the chains that bound her to the dungeon floor.

"I must obey Dominica," she replied.  It wasn't so much an affirmation as a response, programmed into her.  The words issued from her lips without any conscious thought.

"You belong to Me, now… slave," Dominica said.  She reached forward, the crystal still in one hand -- but something else, held in both her hands.

Mistress Black felt the collar wrap around her neck, and heard the tiny padlock click into place, just at the base of her throat.

"Who owns you, slave?" Dominica's Voice asked.

"Dominica owns me," Mistress Black replied.  Again, a completely programmed response.  And yet, it felt right.  It felt true.  She wanted to look up, into the beautiful green eyes that looked so deeply into her mind -- but she could not summon the will to move.  She only stared at the crystal, obeying her last command.

"There will be no pain.  No pain.  You are numb, and will feel nothing," Dominica said.  She reached over to the brazier next to her, and drew out the long handle of the branding iron. 

Mistress Black hardly noticed the slave girl pumping the bellows, keeping the fire so hot!  The branding iron glowed almost white in the torchlit room, and smelled of smoke, and hot metal.  There was a sizzling sound, and the smell of burnt meat in the air.  Then Mistress Black looked down at the top of her right thigh, and saw the charred flesh, as she saw MzDominica give the handle of the branding iron to the waiting slave girl.

Dominica reached forward again, holding the crystal close to Mistress Black's dazzled eyes, and again said one word:  "Sleep."
 
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"Follow, follower," the voice said.  It sounded familiar.  But all Mistress Black could focus on was the spinning, glittering crystal.  Still kneeling on the dungeon floor, she found her chains and manacles had been removed.  There was a bandage over the top of her thigh, covering the new brand -- but she did not understand this thing.  All she knew was the spinning crystal, and the need to obey.  "Stand," the voice commanded.  "You must obey."

"I must obey Dominica," Mistress Black replied, and struggled to rise, her feet feeling unsteady on the cold, rough stones.

"Follow, follower," the voice said.
 
And Mistress Black followed the pretty, glittering crystal, feeling a drop of pee drip down her tongue.  So good.  She shook with pleasure, even as she shivered with cold.  Following the crystal, and the shiny black boots of the woman who carried it.  Up the stone stairwell.  Through the hall…  Out a door, into the cool, dark night air.

"Crawl," the voice commanded.  "You must obey."

"I must obey Dominica," Mistress Black replied, and dropped to her hands and knees.  She followed the boots, and the crystal dangling so close to the ground next to them.  Down the dirt path.  Over the grass.  To the side of the house.  To the little "pet door" -- just a flap, near the bottom of the door.

"Go inside," the voice commanded.  "You will do what you are told.  You must obey."
 
"I must obey Dominica," Mistress Black replied, and crawled through the flap.

She found herself in a room, all painted white.  The floor, walls, and ceiling were all of wood -- but so white as to seem blank and featureless.  The walls were lined with row after row of wooden cabinets, also painted white.  It was hard to look around without feeling like she was falling asleep.  She felt hands taking her by the arms, and pulling her upward.  "Stand," a voice said.  So blank and empty.  So white and blank.  She felt herself gently guided into a shower, the water turned on, warm and gentle, like a rain of pee.  Her skin was lathered and scrubbed while her mind drifted, gazing at the blank, white walls, feeling hands squeeze and scrub her breasts, fingers making little circles around her hard nipples, trail up and down her thighs.  She felt her hands being lifted, and pushed up to her own breasts.  "Squeeze and pinch," a voice commanded.  Her eyes closed on the white blankness as her fingers gently caressed her breasts, long fingernails digging into her nipples.  She opened her mouth and drank the falling water.  So warm and gentle… but she missed the salty, bitter taste.  Hands rubbed and rinsed all the soap off her body, then gently tugged her out of the shower.  Eyes still closed, squeezing her breasts, she felt the fluffy towels drying her, patting around the collar that encircled her neck.  There was a zipping sound, a mild pain on her leg -- and soon the bandage on her thigh had been replaced with a fresh, dry one.

"Open your eyes," the voice commanded.

And Mistress Black obeyed, to find the crystal spinning and flashing.  So pretty and dazzling.  Dazzling and sleepy.  "Follow, follower."  The crystal began to move away.  She began to follow it, walking, barely noticing that it gradually fell lower and lower down to the floor, as they left the blank, white room, and entered the hallway. 

"On your knees, slave," the voice said. 

And Mistress Black dropped to the floor, crawling, following the crystal, and the shiny black boots.  Down the hallway.  Down into sleepy obedience.  Through the halls of the mansion.  Past shelves and bookcases, cabinets with glass doors, past doors and windows with ornate decorations of carved wood and wrought metal.  Down to the audience chamber… where MzDominica sat, in Her big, leather chair. 

Dominica was dressed all in black leather, wearing black boots with elaborately stitched patterns and glittering jewels.  Mistress Black wanted to kiss them, so much!  But she could not move.  She remained on the floor, kneeling, awaiting MzDominica's command.  Dominica dangled another crystal from her hand, letting it gently swing back and forth… back and forth…

"That's right, slave," MzDominica said,. "Watch the crystal.  Watch Dominica's pretty crystal.  It makes you so sleepy.  Sleepy and blank.  So very sleepy.  You are mine, now.  You belong to me.  That is all that matters.  You belong to me.  What is your name, slave?"

Mistress Black began to answer, "Mist---"  But as soon as she opened her mouth, MzDominica said, "Blank."  Mistress Black tasted pee in her mouth, and could not think for a moment.

"What is your name, slave?" MzDominica asked again.

Mistress Black began to answer again, but MzDominica interrupted her even more quickly with "Blank!"  Her eyes slammed shut, and it was so hard to think.  The taste of pee made her shiver with ecstasy.

"What is your name?" MzDominica demanded again.

Mistress Black struggled to understand the question.  It didn't seem to make sense.  She opened her mouth to speak, and MzDominica said, "Blank!"

Mistress Black began panting, now, not knowing why.

"What is your name?"

A moment's hesitation, and just as her mouth started to open, MzDominica said, "Blank!"

"What is your name?"

A quiver of the lips.  "Blank!"

"What is your name?"

The woman knelt on the floor, trying to remember if the question made any sense.  Panting, shivering.  She opened her mouth, just a little.  "Blank!"

"What is your name?"

Kneeling on the floor, the woman simply panted, letting the question wash over her.  It had no meaning.  The words had no meaning.  She simply knelt, and awaited a command.  Quiet and empty, inside her cotton-filled head.  She knelt, and did not understand.

"What is your name?"  A pause, while the woman stared into empty space, unresponsive.  "What is your name?"  She knelt, unaware that she had been addressed.

Shivering.  Watching the spinning crystal.  Staring at the boots.  Staring at nothing.  She was not sure.  It did not matter.

"Good slave," MzDominica said.  "You do not have a name.  You do not need a name.  Not here.  Not yet.  You only obey.  You only obey.  You must obey."

"I must obey Dominica," the woman responded.

"That's right, you must obey," Dominica said.

"I must obey Dominica."

"Now stand, slave," Dominica commanded.  "On your feet.  I have tasks for you to perform!  I have a purpose for you, in your new life."
 
The nameless slave stood, rocking slightly from her bare left foot to her right one, and back again.  Too sleepy to find equilibrium.
 
"Turn, slave," MzDominica continued, "and look at the one who guided you here."

The woman turned and looked into the face of the slave who had held the crystal, spinning, in front of her.  Whose shiny boots she had followed, crawling down the hallway.  Suddenly, all the veils of sleep and cotton stuffing in her head blew away, as she recognized the auburn-haired woman standing before her -- Sheila!  In a hot fit of anger, she drew her hand back, ready to slap the bitch's face hard enough to break her fucking neck!

But she felt so thirsty.  So dizzy.  Her hand remained up above her shoulder, as she licked her lips.  So thirsty!  She found herself crying.  So thirsty.
 
Sheila lifted her crystal in front of the woman's eyes, and said, "You must obey Dominica!"

The woman lowered her hand, feeling so thirsty, and replied, "I must obey Dominica."  So thirsty and dizzy.  What had she been trying to do?  She could not remember.

"That's right," Sheila replied.  "Now, turn and face MzDominica.  Remain standing, and receive your instructions, slave."

Sheila's voice reverberated in the woman's mind with such power.  With Dominica's power -- and the taste in her mouth of a tiny drop of pee.  She shivered as she turned and looked at Dominica, feeling like she should be dropping to her knees -- but forced to obey, and remain standing.

"Good slave," MzDominica said, her Voice soothing and yet commanding.  "Yes, I have a job for you here, my slave.  Wake up.  I want you to completely wake up, now.  Remain absolutely still, and listen."

Mistress Black suddenly found herself becoming aware, remembering again the hot surge of anger that made her want to strike Sheila.  Her slave -- the traitor!  She wanted to turn and hit the little slut -- but she could not move!

"That's right," Dominica continued, "perfectly still.  You see…  I have hundreds and hundreds of slaves here in my Realm… Working my farm…  Plowing, sowing seeds, cultivating, and now harvesting…  But I need help coordinating them all.  I need people with a talent for domination, who will control them, but who will also obey me completely."  She leaned forward, staring into Mistress Black's eyes, her gaze and voice so compelling.  "I need switches."  She leaned back, comfortable in the chair.  "Like 43, here.  You know her as Sheila, the name she had before she became my slave."  Dominica looked at the red-haired woman, who shivered with delight under her Mistress' gaze.  Then she looked back at Mistress Black.  "And you are my newest switch bitch!"

Mistress Black felt angry again.  She seemed to be feeling angry so much, so often.  But it made her so thirsty.  So thirsty.  She needed to drink.  Needed another drop of Dominica's pee.  Her eyes dropped down to Dominica's crotch, helplessly.  When she realized her face was showing unresisting lust, her face reddened with embarrassment.

"Aww, you blush so nicely," Dominica cooed.  "That's right.  I know all about your temper.  How you like to slap and hit and whip your slaves."  Dominica let the crystal swing in little circles, just above her crotch, and Mistress Black found her eyes circling around and around with it.  "That is good, slave," Dominica continued, "but I need it controlled.  I need someone who can whip and punish my slaves -- but ONLY when I think it is appropriate."  Dominica stopped swinging the crystal, and let it fall between her legs.  Mistress Black licked her lips, wanting to drink.  Wanting to taste Dominica's pee.  "That's right.  Your violent impulses are now controlled.  You will use them when the time is right -- but now, _I_ decide when.  Do you understand?"

Mistress Black found her head nodding up and down.  She felt so thirsty.  Wanted to kneel and drink Dominica's pee.  Wanted to open her mouth and feel drop after drop rolling down her tongue.  Making her nipples so hard, her pussy so wet.

"Wide awake!"  Dominica commanded.

Mistress Black's body jolted.  She hadn't even realized she'd been falling asleep.

Dominica smiled.  "That's right.  I own your mind, now.  And you will find yourself dropping into a hypnotic trance, whenever I want you to.  You are no longer in control.  _I_ am in control.  I control you completely, now!"  She pointed to a pair of boots that were set on the floor, standing upright all by themselves.  "Put those boots on.  NOW, slave.  Put them on!"

Mistress Black found herself scurrying to comply.  Unzipping the boots from the top to the bottom, slipping her feet into the long leather calves, pulling the zippers and feeling her calves so tightly encased.  She stood, wearing nothing but the boots, the leather collar, and the new brand on her thigh, and awaited Dominica's next command, feeling so thirsty!

"One more item," Dominica said.  She snapped her fingers.  "43, now is the time."

"Yes, Mistress," the redhead replied, bowing.  She reached over to a nearby table, where a shiny metal device had been sitting.  Waiting.  She picked it up, held it waist high, and commanded Mistress Black, "Spread your legs."

Mistress Black looked down at Sheila's hands, and recognized that what she held was a stainless steel chastity belt.  She was about to protest to MzDominica, when she realized that Sheila was wearing an identical belt herself, the restraining metal band cinching her waist so tightly.

43 held her hands higher, and stared deep into Mistress Black's eyes.  "It's for your own protection.  The other slaves are so stimulated, so needy -- they will do ANYTHING for a moment's pleasure!"

Mistress Black hesitated, feeling so dizzy.  So confused.

"You are so thirsty," Dominica said, so quietly.  "You must obey."
 
Almost whining, Mistress Black replied, "I must obey Dominica."  She shifted her stance, spreading her feet wide, her hips pumping gently.  She panted, staring quietly, as Sheila slipped the chastity under her crotch, clicked it into place around her hips, then pulled the metal cinch around her waist.  Tighter…  tighter…  Click.  A lock latched into place at the small of her back.  Sheila walked around Mistress Black and handed the key to MzDominica, who took it and smiled, slipping it into the deep, dark cleavage between her breasts.

"There," Dominica said, "now you're all mine… and all safe."

Mistress Black looked down at the metal around her hips and between her legs.  Cold metal warming up, as it remained in contact with her skin.  Pussy locked away.  Ass locked away.  Never to feel the soft, warm tongue of a slave, unless MzDominica granted her permission.  She felt scared and angry at the same time.  She wanted to slap somebody.  But she felt so thirsty.  Thirsty and sleepy.  Just a drop.  She wanted to taste just a tiny drop of Dominica's pee!
 
43 held up the crystal, and commanded, "You must obey."

"I must obey Dominica," Mistress Black replied, helplessly, feeling so sleepy.

Dominica smiled.  "Now, 43, take our new switch out, and show her how to conduct her new duties, here."  She looked at Mistress Black, whose mouth was open, slack-jawed, and drooling.  "And at the end of the day, let her eat with the other switches."  She turned her gaze back to the redhead.  "I think she'll fit in perfectly!"

"Yes, Mistress," 43 replied.  She twirled the crystal again, before Mistress Black's face, and whispered, "Follow, follower!"

Clad in her collar, new boots, and tight, shiny chastity, the nameless slave followed the crystal, walking slowly behind the shiny boots.  Out of the mansion, and onto the dirt roads that led toward the gardens and the fields, where the farmhands were working.

With 43 guiding her, instructing her, the nameless woman held up a spinning crystal in front of the face of one slave after another, speaking the words she was told, and watching the slave's eyes grow dull and quiet and mindless, eyelids fluttering, bodies drooping -- even as the men's cocks became rock hard, and the women's pussies became puffy and began to drip.  For a moment, the nameless woman thought she recognized one of the men, a thin one who curled into a tiny ball on the ground and tried to kiss her boots.  She reached her hand backward, preparing to strike him, not even sure why -- but felt she so dizzy and confused, and her mouth felt so dry!  She lowered her hand, and 43 guided both of them toward the garden, where they directed the man to lower himself down to into a freshly dug hole, and let another slave cover him up to the neck in soft, warm dirt.  43 held the crystal up in front of his eyes, and whispered to him about plants, and being quiet, and growing under the open sky, beneath the warm sun, simply letting the moments pass, the hours drift by, the days -- one by one -- lying quiet and growing, slowly opening his hands like leaves.  The tension slowly left the man's face, and his eyes took on a de-focused look, even as a quiet, gentle smile spread over his features.  Quiet.  Sleepy.  Growing.  In the sun, and the breeze, and the droplets of rain.  Like a plant.  Just a quiet, growing plant.  He would be a much better slave for Dominica when his mind was calm... quiet... without fear... and no longer focused on the former Mistress Black.

43 showed the woman how to walk a slave through the sequence of picking strawberries, or plowing a furrow in the fields.  How to train them to repeat the task, over and over -- the motion of the plow, the color and scent of the ripe, red berries arousing them all day long.  Keeping them in a deep, hypnotic stupor -- keeping them focused constantly on sex, and obedience, and on their Mistress Dominica.  43 took her into the barn where the girls brought in the baskets of eggs, or berries, or freshly-picked vegetables.  She watched as each girl handed a full basket to a woman wearing boots and a chastity belt.  The woman took the basket, then pushed her hand between the girl's legs and rubbed her slick, wet pussy -- one, two, three times.  The girl's face lit up with a big smile, and her eyes became even more unfocused.  Then the booted woman handed the girl an empty basket, guiding her back out the door again to collect more.  The nameless woman ached to feel a hand like that on her sex, and remembered the taste of Dominica's pee on her tongue, drop by drop, rolling down and back, and producing waves of ecstasy.  She automatically reached one hand down to stroke herself gently -- but her hand encountered only hard metal.  So thirsty!
 
Just as it began to grow dark, the woman found herself following 43 back toward the mansion.  But instead of entering by the little slave flap, they walked further to a large, simple house, with an ordinary door, and entered.  Inside was a single, spacious white room, with a pallet on the floor for each switch slave.  This was the women's quarters -- there were no men, not here -- and the former Mistress Black found herself guided toward one little spot along the wall, where there was a pallet and two bowls -- one filled with water, the other filled with a kind of stew.  On each pallet knelt a woman in boots and a chastity belt, her hair tied back behind her collar, lapping up her dinner from the bowls in front of her.

The stew was warm, and smelled so good!  The nameless woman was so hungry!  43 tied the woman's hair behind her head, in a pony tail, and directed her to kneel on the floor, hands behind her, and to eat the stew with her hands firmly on the floor, to drink the water using only her tongue -- just like a good, little pet.  Like a dog, or a cat.  But before she was allowed to eat, before she was allowed to drink, she must say her mantra:  "I must obey Dominica." 

The nameless woman spoke the words, and felt so quiet.  So dizzy, and empty.  She drifted a few moments, not thinking about anything -- not even the empty pain in her tummy -- until she felt a hand on the back of her head, stroking gently.
 
"Welcome, my pet," she heard Dominica's Voice say.

The nameless woman opened her eyes and looked up, but before she could tilt her head upward enough to see Dominica's face, she found her gaze captured by a third bowl in Mistress' hand -- a bowl filled with warm, yellow liquid.  The smell was familiar, and pungent.  And the woman's mouth became wet.  She began to drool.

Dominica's hand held the bowl in front of her a moment, then lowered it to the floor.  "A gift from Dominica," she said, and again stroked the back of the woman's head.  "Enjoy, and obey!"

The woman leaned forward, still kneeling, and lapped at the bowl like a thirsty kitten.  Yes, MzDominica's pee -- warm and fresh from the source!  Wave after wave of pleasure thrummed through the woman's body and mind, as she lapped up and swallowed mouthful after mouthful.  Suddenly, she remembered, and opened her eyes, turning her face upward.  "Thank You, Mistress!" she said, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"You are welcum, slave," Dominica said.  "Now, eat your dinner, and go to sleep.  I have many things for you to do tomorrow."  She gently caressed the top of the woman's head, and walked away, her boot heels clicking on the wooden floor.

The woman felt so good, so happy.  Happy to serve Mistress.  So happy to be here!  She turned her head, took a bite of stew, then lapped another mouthful of pee, feeling so quiet, so dizzy, so happy.  Growing sleepier by the moment.  Soon, she would lie down on her pallet, and simply drop into a deep sleep, dreaming of Dominica's Voice, and Dominica's delicious pee.

Tomorrow, she would serve Dominica well.  So very well.  And the next day, and the next day.

Forever.

~~~ The End ~~~

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