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Dominant Wife - Femdom Story:

 

  

Dominant Wife and another Mistress

 

 

 

Prologue...

 

The autumn sun began its gradual descent below the scattered clouds over the

Olympic Mountains, sending  streams of light glittering across the gentle waves

of Elliott Bay towards the towering landmarks of the  Emerald City.  Standing on

the top deck, my lungs infused with the salty air, I grasped the iron railing

and  felt the relentless churning of the huge engines below me as the sea spray

hissed along side.  Startled by the  sudden wailing of seagulls in the ferry

wake, I turned west just in time to see the mountain peaks  transformed from

breathtaking detail into dark mysteries as they were silhouetted by the glowing

sunset.   As I returned my gaze toward the ferry dock, the intensity of the city

lights increased as darkness  descended on my destination and my destiny with

desire.

 

I was suddenly awakened from my introspective trance by the bellowing sound of

the captain - "Now  arriving in Seattle", he announced.   I sure as hell hope

so, I laughed to myself, where else does this hunk of  metal go?

 

I left the observation deck and briskly skittered down the steps onto the car

deck, walked to my car and sat  down in the drivers seat next to my wife.

 

She folded her newspaper, looked into my eyes and asked "Well?"

 

"Yes. I want to go through with it".  "I'm excited, I'm scared, I'm aroused, and

I am so very much in love  with you for allowing me to feel this way".

 

"Kiss me slave", she commanded.  I leaned over and lightly touched her lips with

mine. It was as if I was  kissing her for the first time.  Soft, moist,

mysterious, and hot.  I felt my body tremble as our lips parted and  we touched

tongues briefly before she pulled away.

 

"Drive", she commanded.  I started the car and drove off the ferry and into the

night.........

 

Having negotiated the downtown city streets before, we were soon pulling up to

the valet parking outside  the hotel.  We entered the lobby, checked into the

hotel, and were soon in our room.  The  bellhop was right behind us with our

luggage, which he placed in the room.  He handed me an envelope as I  tipped

him.  On the front was a single letter - the letter "p".

 

She was relaxing in the easy chair in the sitting room and beckoned me over with

a crook of her finger.  I  went.  I knelt.  She held out her hand and I placed

the envelope in her palm.  "Take your shirt off".

 

I did.  "Feet", she said.  I loosened her shoes and removed them, kissed her

toes and began massaging her  feet and calves.  She opened the envelope, read

the contents to herself, folded it back up and placed it  between my lips.  I

could smell its musky perfumed scent.  My cock was engorged, twitching,

throbbing.   She placed her foot against its length and pushed hard.  I almost

erupted, groaning through my pursed lips.   I switched feet and continued the

massage For what seemed like an hour I worshipped her feet with my  hands, the

mystery of the message causing my erection to remain rampant, the fantasies

running wild  through my mind.

 

She finally broke the unbelievable tension.  "What time is it, slave?"

 

I glanced at my watch.  "Quarter to six, Mistress", I replied.

 

"Strip and prepare my bath".  I stripped, the letter still between my lips, my

erection exposed.  I went into  the bath and filled the tub with water and

perfumed oil. I contemplated opening the envelope.

 

I knew not to.  I didn't.   I was kneeling when she entered, still clothed.

"Turn around".  I did.  She disrobed  and slid into the luxurious water.

 

I knelt there for what seemed an eternity, the envelope getting moist in my

mouth, it's musky perfume  filling my nostrils.  I listened to the sounds of her

bathing, my heart pounding, my organ pulsing, the  tension rising to an

unbearable level.  Finally, she rose from the bath, grabbed a towel and dried

off.   Grabbing my hair, she pulled my head back and took the envelope from my

parched lips.  "You have  twenty minutes to make yourself presentable".  She

left the bathroom and closed the door.  I showered,  shaved my face, cock, and

balls, brushed my teeth and dried my hair.  I applied some after shave to my

face  and crawled into the main room rapidly, anticipating the evening ahead.

 

She was laying on the bed one hand idly stroking between her legs.

 

I crawled over to her and waited for her reaction .  She leaned forward and

whispered. "Turn around.  Head  down.  Arms out.  Legs spread.  Ass up".  I

immediately complied.

 

She took an eyebrow pencil from her purse and began to write on my upturned ass.

I could tell that she had  written the initials "MP" on both checks and then

circled each one.

 

"Turn around, slave".  I spun around and found my face directly in front of her

moist pussy.  "Lick".  I did.  With relish.  I licked lightly and slowly,

savoring every nuance of womanhood as I felt her open up to my  tongue and then

tremble as I finished each path with a flick of her clit. I could have gone on

forever, but  she stopped me after only a few minutes.  "I don't want you to

have to take another shower, slave.  We'll go  to dinner at seven.  Dress

yourself casually.  You may choose my clothes for the evening .  I'll go and

finish  my makeup."  "Yes, Mistress.  Thank you, Mistress"

 

Then she was gone.  I was left alone.  I could still feel her mark on my ass. I

looked for the envelope but it  was nowhere in sight.  I got dressed in my

favorite beige slacks and dark green silk shirt and then began to  choose her

outfit.  This was something she had not permitted before.  I had offered many

times, but she had  been reluctant to rely on my suggestions.  I knew that, if I

displeased her,

 

it might be the last time she would allow me this privilege.

 

I went to closet and found her black calf-length wraparound dress with the gold

floral motif.  Very elegant  and tastefully sexy.  She could show as much of her

legs as she wished.  I searched for and found her new  black camisole,  the

black pantyhose with open crotch, and her three inch black heels.  Stunning, and

not  too uncomfortable.  Looking through her lingerie bag, I selected a pair of

gold silk high-rise panties.   Perfect!  A glimpse of gold to complement the

dress, if she so desired.   I arranged the outfit on the bed and  sat down,

anxiously waiting,  aroused, nervous, a knot in my stomach.

 

 

When she finally walked into the main room she was naked except for her make-up

and lipstick.  Dropping  onto my hands and knees I began to kiss her feet before

she pulled me up and ordered me to dress her.   When we were finished she put on

her gold collar necklace and announced  "Time for dinner, slave" as she  grabbed

my crotch and pulled me toward the door.

 

Luckily the elevator was empty as she continued to squeeze my genitals

throughout the ride.  When we  arrived at the ground floor she said "Follow me"

and walked briskly toward the restaurant.  It seemed like  everyone was watching

as I followed, the bulge in my slacks obvious.

 

We enjoyed a marvellous dinner at the Mediterranean restaurant, sharing

appetizers and entrees along with  her favorite, a bottle of white Burgundy from

France.   We talked about the food and the atmosphere, but  she said nothing

about the message from the envelope.  Although the wine was delicious, the fact

that she  was allowing me to share the bottle had me very nervous.  I did not

want to jeopardize any possible  scenario by becoming inebriated.  I had

expected her to tell the waiter not to refill my glass, but she simply  smiled

and nodded when I gave her a quizzical look.  She was definitely keeping me off

guard.

 

We were sharing a delightful tiramisu dessert when she asked me what time it

was.

 

Glancing at my watch, I replied in a whisper "Quarter to eight, Mistress".

 

My heart was pounding.  I wanted to ask her what the envelope said, but I knew

that she would tell me  when it pleased her.

 

She knew that I was on the edge.

 

Not knowing.  Anticipating.  Dreading failure.  Fantasizing.  Worried.  Nervous.

I was going nuts.  The  silence was unbearable.

 

Then my beautiful wife leaned across the table and took my hands in hers.

Looking deep into my  apprehensive eyes, she whispered..........

 

"She will be here in ten minutes, slave."   I just about jumped out of my seat.

My eyes started to water.  I  looked at her with new respect and admiration.  My

heart in my throat, I leaned across the table and kissed  her very gently with

trembling lips.   It was very brief, but time seemed to stand still as I

realized that she  had come to terms with my needs, and had found a way to

resolve all her prior misgivings.....

 

I wept, the tears rolling down my face and onto the table.

 

Now I didn't care who was watching.  The moment was too precious.

 

Composing myself, I wiped my eyes and whispered  "Thank you Mistress.  I love

you more than ever.   Thank you."

 

Sensing my emotional vulnerability, she brought me back to reality with a sharp

push of her heel into my  crotch under the table.  My back straightened and I

groaned.  She repeated the motion.  Now I was rock  hard and very attentive,

wide-eyed, trembling with desire and anticipation..

 

I wanted to fall to my knees before her and worship her forever.  She could see

it in my eyes.  "Later, slave.   Pay the bill and meet me in the lounge".  This

wonderful woman slid out of the booth, straightened her  dress, looked me in the

eye and walked slowly into the adjoining room.

 

 

I was a mess.  Emotionally, physically, mentally.  But I didn't care.

Twenty-five years of longing was  about to come true.  I hoped.  I still didn't

know exactly what would happen the rest of the evening.   Gathering my

composure, I paid the bill, leaving a large tip.  Taking a deep breath, I stood

up and went to  find my wife in the lounge.

 

She was sitting at the bar,  perched on a high stool with her legs crossed,

exposing a vast expanse of thigh.   It was almost too much for me.  My cock

twitched and guided me toward her.  I came up behind and  brushed her neck with

my lips.  "Sit down".  I sat.  She ordered a Grand Marnier for herself and a

glass of  water for me.  My throat was dry.  I now knew the real meaning of

nervous - every nerve in my body  seemed alive,  my mind vibrant with

anticipation.  I silently sipped the water and waited......

 

....and waited..........and waited........... I felt as if I was on display,

sitting at a fancy bar with a beautiful  woman, nursing a glass of water with an

engorged cock,  eager to bare my soul to a stranger.......a

 

very special stranger who I hoped would soon walk into the lounge.....

 

The waitress came up to the bartender and ordered - "White wine for table 1"

 

He poured the glass and placed it on her tray.  She paused and smiled at me....

 

"I have to visit the ladies room.  Would you deliver this for me please?"

 

I was startled.  I looked at my wife.  She looked over her shoulder into the far

corner of the room.  There,  sitting in a small booth was a beautiful blonde

woman who smiled and beckoned us over with her finger.   Placing her glass on

the tray, my wife got up and walked toward the booth.  "Come along", she said.

I  looked sheepishly at the waitress, picked up the tray and followed

her.......................

 

                                   end of part one.....................

 

 

 

Appointment in Seattle

 

             Part Two -  The Meeting

 

The waitress came up to the bartender and ordered -  ........"White wine for

table 1" He poured the glass and placed it on her tray.  She paused and smiled

at me... . "I have to visit the ladies room.  Would you deliver this for me

please?"

 

I was startled.  I looked at my wife.  She looked over her shoulder into the far

corner of the room.  There,  sitting in a small booth was a beautiful blonde

woman who smiled and beckoned us over with her finger.   Placing her glass on

the tray, my wife got up and walked toward the booth.  "Come along", she said.

I  looked sheepishly at the waitress, picked up the tray and followed

her.......................

 

 

My heart was pounding and my knees felt weak as I slowly carried the tray across

the room toward the  dimly lit booth.  I don't know how I managed to keep from

spilling the drinks as I watched the blonde  woman rise and exchange greetings

and a handshake with my wife.  By the time I reached them they were  seated and

engaged in conversation, smiling and laughing like old friends.  They stopped

abruptly and  looked at me.......... The blonde was looking me up and down,

undressing me with her eyes.

 

I placed the Grand Marnier in front of my wife.  "Your drink, Mistress" "That's

Mistress P, slave", she corrected.  "You may serve Mistress M now" "Thank you

Mistress P.  Your drink, Mistress M". Placing the white wine before her, I

looked briefly into those sparkling hazel eyes until I averted my gaze.

 

She spoke.  "So, you are slave p, is that correct?" "Yes, Mistress M.", I

replied quietly. "Do you still wish to submit to me, slave", she asked. "Yes,

Mistress M.  It would be an honor if Mistress P allowed me to entertain you,

Mistress M" "Put the tray down, slave".  I placed the tray on the table. They

laughed together, looking straight at my crotch. "Nice pants.  Was the design

extra?"  They laughed again, louder this time.

 

Looking down at the front of my pants, I was mortified.  There were two gray

inverted "V" shapes above  two small dots.   Her shoes!!!!!! Now I understood

what they were laughing about.  I turned red as I realized that these marks of

submission  had been obvious to everyone in the bar. "Answer Mistress M, slave",

my wife commanded. "Yes, Mistress M, I think the design is going to cost me" I

could barely get the words out......... They both laughed again and began

whispering to each other.

 

I stood there, embarrassed and humiliated, but my proximity to these beautiful

women and the anticipation  of serving them caused my erection to gradually

return.

 

Mistress P spoke first. "Slave, return the tray to the bar and then go and sit

in that booth over there". She pointed to the opposite  corner of the

room....... "We will send for you when you are needed" "Yes, Mistress P", I

replied.

 

Turning away from them and walking across the room was even worse now that I

knew of the marks on my  crotch.  It didn't take me long to follow her

directions, but I think more people took notice of me because I  almost ran to

the booth...

 

 

From the booth I could see virtually everyone in the bar, and, probably by

design, everyone could see me.  I  tried not to keep staring at the two

Mistresses, but my eyes kept returning to their table.  From time to time  I

would catch their attention only to quickly avert my eyes.  I desperately wanted

to know what they were  talking about and if it concerned me or some other

general topic.

 

I sat there for nearly fifteen minutes before the waitress walked by and I asked

her for a glass of water.   Instead of going to the bar, she walked directly to

the Mistress' table and began talking to them. I saw Mistress P hand her a note

and then she went to the bar. After a few minutes she returned to my booth and

placed the note and a martini in front of me.   "Compliments of table 1" she

said as she turned away.  She suddenly stopped in her tracks and spun  around.

"Nice pants!", she said .   I blushed again and turned my head down.

 

I opened the note slowly, afraid of what it would or wouldn't say. I placed a

hand beneath the table and squeezed my cock and balls, my heart beating faster

and faster, my  nipples aroused, my mind racing once again.........the time was

near...........I read slowly....

 

Slave, you are to enjoy your martini while we are getting acquainted. When you

are finished, go up to the room and strip naked. Put your cock and balls strap

on.  Use the earplugs. Wear the leather hood with the blindfold and your collar.

Kneel on the carpet in the center of the room, then handcuff your hands behind

you. MM wishes to inspect  you.

 

            DO NOT disappoint Me !!!

 

                        -MP I don't know how I managed to hold my orgasm back as I read

those words. But I did.  Perhaps it was the  fact that I was being allowed a

drink before serving them.  It didn't make sense because I knew that neither  of

them wanted to deal with a drunken slave.  I was afraid of ruining any chance of

a scene.  Yet, she had  sent the drink over. It must be some sort of master

plan, I mused to myself.  With each sip of the cool concoction, my nervousness

seemed to abate.  After fifteen minutes of sipping and staring at the two

Mistresses, I stood up, exhibiting my marks  of submission, walked briskly out

of the lounge, into the elevator and went up to our room.

 

After dimming the lights I took off my clothes and folded them neatly.  I made a

note of the time when I  removed my watch - it was 9 PM.

 

I retrieved our toy bag and found the items Mistress had instructed me to use.

Fastening the strap around  my genitals took some time as I could barely get the

end of the leather into the buckle.  I finally succeeded  and tightened it

securely, forcing my balls up and away from my body and causing my engorged cock

to  start to turn purple.  I picked up the earplugs and hood and went into the

bathroom.

 

After inserting the earplugs, I pulled the hood over my head and managed to lace

it securely with the help  of the mirror.  The smell of the leather assaulted my

senses and as I looked down I found that there was a  small drop of clear

pre-cum on the tip of my harnessed cock.  I rubbed it around the glans and

foreskin for  lubrication and went back into the main room.  Settling onto my

knees on the carpeted floor, I placed the other components  of bondage around

me.   I secured the collar around my neck and buckled it firmly, but not too

tight.  I was  not sure how long I would remain in the desired position.

Unlocking the handcuffs, I took the key and  clipped it to the ring on the front

of the collar.  I was breathing hard through the nose and mouth holes of  the

hood as I snapped the blindfold into place. I stroked my cock and balls one last

time before I placed a handcuff around my left wrist and ratcheted it  into

place.  Putting my hands behind my back, I finally managed to lock the other

cuff around my right  wrist.  I had completed her instructions.

 

To say that I was excited and aroused would be an understatement.  I could feel

my head getting hotter  within the hood, and the smell of leather permeated my

senses.  I was naked and bound, kneeling upright,  with my engorged cock and

swollen balls on display. The hood alone made hearing difficult, but with the

addition of the earplugs I could not hear anything.  I  was immersed in a

delightful silence, my cock throbbing  with each heartbeat, my knees gradually

spreading wider apart as I tried to relax into my bondage.

 

My thoughts were with the two Mistresses and I wondered what they were doing

now.  Perhaps they were  discussing me.  Perhaps they were having another drink

and talking about clothes, shopping, and men in  general.  Perhaps they were

conspiring to take me past my fantasies and into reality.  Perhaps my wife had

changed her mind.

 

Perhaps Mistress M had changed hers.  Perhaps they were just going to let me

suffer.  No, I was already suffering in my doubts. Perhaps they were just about

to enter the room....... I straightened my back and raised my head in the hope

that they would be here soon.  But time passed and I  could sense no other

presence in the room.  My mind was racing now........................ What would

happen tonight?.....please......anything......no,no....not anything.....I knew

better than to say that  I would do ANYTHING...

.....worshipping?.......whipping?.....insertion?.......nipple clips?....

.....servicing?.........everything?..........nothing?......    I tried to calm

myself down by thinking of the ocean, the rolling waves....the smell of the

clean fresh salt  air...........the bikinis..... ......ohmygod........the

bikinis.....sweet moist triangles of life..........

....twitching.........twisting my hips to find some relief for my  bloated

organ..........I shivered......cold hard nipples...........

 

A wave of cool air swept over my body.....I smelled something.....

.......fragrant.....flowers.....musky....heady............PERFUME! They were

here.....I groaned......I straightened up and spread my knees wide

apart........head  up........shoulders back............ Finally!  I was ready

for almost anything...............

 

A leash was attached to my collar and I was pulled across the room on my knees.

A finger brushed across  the end of my cock and then pushed into my mouth.  I

licked and sucked the wet finger until I felt a hand  on the back of my head,

pushing it down to the floor where I felt the toe of a shoe.  I licked the shoe,

not  knowing which Mistress I was servicing but relishing the chance to show my

submissiveness  at long last.  Soon I felt another shoe resting between my

shoulders, and  I surmised that she must be  seated.  I continued with my

tongue,  licking every inch of the leather, sucking on the heel. kissing the

toe.

 

I had no idea who I was servicing and could not even tell if both of them were

in the room.  Who was she?    Who was watching, if anyone?  What was next?   It

didn't take long to find out.........

 

Cupping my chin in her hand, she raised my head until I was once  again kneeling

before her, back straight and head up.  Once more  a wet finger went into my

mouth.  Once more I was forced to suck.

 

I felt hands at my wrists, unlocking the handcuffs.  I jumped.  They were both

here!.  My hands were freed for only a short time before they were placed in

leather cuffs which were then attached to my thighs with other straps.  This was

much more comfortable and I  groaned ........"Thank you, Mistress".......... and

was rewarded for the unsolicited comment with a sharp slap on my initialed ass.

Soon I felt a hand squeeze my scrotum and another leash was attached to the

small ring on the strap around my genitals. I could feel the leashes thrown over

my back and then picked up once more, the dual pressure forcing me to turn

completely around on my sore knees.  They kept this up for some time, amusing

themselves with this naked aroused slave who was rapidly becoming disoriented.

When they finished, a hand forced my head down to a pair of shoes once more.

But these were dry. I turned my oral worship to the other Mistress now while the

first Mistress used my back as a hassock.  When she was done with my tongue,

they turned me once more, the pressure from the leashes the only method of

communication to their slave.

 

They must have been talking but I couldn't tell what they were saying.  I was

just hoping that I was entertaining them.

 

I felt the leash on my cock strap being pulled through my legs toward the

Mistress I was serving.  Suddenly, and without warning, both leashes tightened

and I was pulled away from her feet and up into a kneeling position once again.

She used the end of a leash to whip the tender insides of my thighs until my

knees were far apart and my erection throbbed steadily before her.  I was sure

that any stimulation would cause me to lose my load.  She obviously knew that

too.........

 

Whack.........whack............whack..........whack.........

 

Four rapid slaps to my engorged cock brought me down with a sharp  intake of air

and a load groan.............AAAAAAAARGH!

 

Whack.........whack.............whack.........whack..........

 

Again.  I cried out as my erection wilted before.......... AAAAAARGH! .."Thank

you, Mistress"

 

Again.  A high pitched squeal this time...... EEEEEEEEEEEE!...."Thank you,

Mistress M"

 

Just as I finished thanking her, a leather gag was shoved into my mouth and

snapped onto the hood...........

 

She squeezed my balls and gently stroked my cock until I was fully erect once

again.  She ran her hands all over my body until I was beside myself with the

desire to cum.  Playing with my nipples lightly, she gradually increased the

pressure, pulling up and away until I was making unintelligible sounds from

behind the gag. Turning me around once more,  she forced my head to the floor

and used the leash to pull my ass high into the air before her. Just when I

thought my balls would be separated from my body, she stopped and placed both of

her heels on my ass cheeks, separating the twin globes with the soles of her

shoes, opening  up my anus for her inspection.  She kept me like this for a long

time,  obviously discussing something with Mistress P,  using the toe of her

shoe on my balls from time to time.

 

It was almost too much.  I could orgasm at any time.   My cock was hard, my

balls full, my nipples aching, my nose  full of their perfume, my ass open for

their perusal..............

 

Suddenly, I felt her shoes leave my ass,  the scratch marks  suddenly open to

the air.  Then she spanked me. Once......Twice.......Three times........A

fourth..................

 

I groaned behind the gag.........and waited............ Suddenly I felt a

white-hot searing stroke delivered across both cheeks.  It felt like a thin

stick of some kind and she literally  moved me across the room with her force.

I waited for another... and waited......and waited......wriggling my ass in

invitation...... and waited......and waited......I felt her hand gently trace

the  welt on my ass and I trembled, shivered in anticipation.........

 

She removed her hand and I remained in position for some time, trying to

anticipate the next blow....................

 

......but it never came.  Instead, I felt the same cool wave of  perfumed air

sweep across my body and I realized that she  had left the room.......I had

wanted more.......disappointment... ...disillusionment.........a sore ass to

remind me................ I felt abused, used, and humiliated before this

strange woman who I hardly even spoke to.  My eyes teared behind the hood...

 

Mistress P grabbed my collar and pulled me up to my knees. She removed the gag

and blindfold and gave me a glass of water. I sipped slowly, suddenly able to

see her beauty once more. She looked gorgeous in the outfit I had selected for

her.    She signaled me to stand with a thumbs-up gesture. I stood,  relieved to

be able to take the pressure off my knees. Removing the two leashes, she

motioned over to the bed. I shuffled over and laid down on my back, my cock

pointing straight up, my balls swollen, my wrists still connected to my thighs,

unable to aid in the release I so desperately wanted.. She stared straight at me

as I watched her remove the dress and camisole.  Turning around, she bent over

and slid the gold panties slowly down, teasing me with her movements and  making

me squirm with anticipation.  I could feel my hot ass against the cool sheets,

the single welt reminding me of the power of Mistress M.  Placing the panties

over my nose and mouth,  she grabbed my balls and squeezed hard.  My lungs

immediately filled with the fragrant aroma of female arousal, and I would have

orgasmed except for the strong grip on my genitals.  She repeated this until I

thought I would pass out from sensory overload.

 

Throwing the panties aside, she moved to a kneeling position just above my hood,

facing my feet.  I could see her beautiful  pussy just a few inches away and

could feel the heat emanating from her as she slowly

descended.............................

 

I knew better that to reach for her with my tongue, but I  couldn't stop,  and

my oral muscle stretched upwards, longing for the opportunity to please

her..........

 

As soon as my tongue came in contact with her femininity I knew that I had

pleased her tonight and that she, too, had become aroused with the scenario.

Her pussy was very hot and very wet as she impaled herself on my slave tongue

and settled her tiny rosebud directly on my nose.  She wriggled around, getting

a better seal on my face, as I began to run my tongue in circles inside her

pussy.   As soon as she was fully seated I felt the sharp sting of the penis

whip on my cock and balls.  Maintaining a steady rhythm with the instrument, she

re-established HER dominance,  making me associate the pleasure of serving her

pussy with the pain of submission, forcing me up both sides of the peak at the

same time toward the ultimate precipice where pain and pleasure merge into a

searing, mind-bending cataclysm.

 

She was controlling me, and I was being used for her pleasure. I was in heaven,

finally allowed to please her, trying not to make her orgasm but simply reacting

to her needs. When she thought I needed to breathe, she would lift all the  way

off my face,  bracing herself on my chest, and twist  and pull my erect nipples

unmercifully...........

 

I would groan.......and stretch for her with my tongue..... When she was ready

she would drop straight down again, plunging me once more into her femaleness,

using me as her submissive pussy slave,  driving me deeper and  deeper into the

core of her being and capturing my heart and soul forever........making me

hers............. And once again I would feel her pleasure through the ends of

the little whip........................

 

On and on she went, squirming and twisting, up and down, pinching and whipping,

deriving her pleasure from my  desire to please her through the pain...........

 

I wanted to take her over the top, but she wouldn't allow me to worship her

clitoris for very long.  When she got too close, her pussy would leave my face,

the whipping would stop and my nipples would merit her attention.........

 

She was keeping herself right on the brink...but why?

 

Suddenly she sat up and turned around facing me,  then slid lower and lower

towards my rampant cock as she looked into my wide eyes and watched me lick my

lips clean of her essence.  She squeezed my balls again and then removed the

cock strap from my genitals.  I gasped with the ability to breathe freely once

again and watched as she gently stroked my suddenly waning erection back to

life.  I was hoping......praying.......thrusting my hips..... .....trying to let

her know I would do ANYTHING to be allowed to enter HER.......I cried

out.......the sound coming more from my mind than my throat...."Please, Mistress

P!"

 

A little smirk crossed her lips as she positioned herself over my maleness and

guided it slowly into her molten core ......

 

One inch......two.....................AAAARGH! I moaned in ecstasy as she

continued her assault on my engorged cock, the methodical torture only reminding

me that I was not to cum until commanded.........

 

Three inches.......four.......five......UUNNNNNNNGH! I groaned.........hoping

for the strength to stave off the  inevitable.........Looking into her eyes I

saw something different........something new.............she was almost scowling

at me, daring me to erupt within her, making me very afraid of the consequences

if I did................

 

That smoldering look allowed me to refrain when she  suddenly forced the rest of

my erection deep into her pussy. God, she was on fire.  I was on fire.  I was

hoping she would find her release soon because I couldn't hold on much longer.

 

She began to move up and down slowly, squeezing her inner muscles when she was

fully seated,  enjoying her ride on my rock hard organ.  My head was twisting

from side to side and unintelligible sounds were coming from my abused

mouth.....

 

.............OOOO.......AAAAHHHHHH.......EEEEIIIIIIII

 

Sensing the point of no return, my Mistress suddenly held  her palms wide open

in front of my face...........Ten? My eyes opened wider when I grasped her

devious message. Her hands fell to my nipples, twisting them into erection.....

She held up her hands again.....this time only nine........... I knew now what

she wanted.......................................... Again her hands fell to my

erect points, abusing them...... Nine!....I thought to

myself...................AAAARRRGGGHH! She knew I understood now and just kept

her hands in place. I tried to remain still as she continued her assault on my

body and mind.......Eight.......Seven.......Six..........Five........... Now my

hips were bucking, trying to dismount her........... A smile came to her

face.........then a steely glare.............

Four.......Three..........Two........OHMYGOD!................ONE!!!

 

AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHH............

 

I erupted in glorious orgasm, my throbbing cock spewing forth its contents in a

fountain.....my hips bucking higher and higher. She rode me into oblivion,

keeping my erect and abused nipples in her hands as the waves of pleasure and

pain swept over me.

 

She caressed my nipples with her palms, causing yet another small spasm to burst

from my still hard cock.................

 

............"Thank you, Mistress"................................

 

Mistress P then placed a finger on my lips........I was silent......

 

She began the slow journey up my bound and abused body, her soaking wet crotch

leaving a trail of juices up my stomach and across my chest before finding its

rightful place just above my eager face......dripping......hot........she was

ready for hers.........

 

Placing her hands behind my hooded face, she watched me reach for her with my

tongue before she slammed herself down, claiming me for her own,  raping my

face, forcing me to bring her to climax while consuming my own

ejaculate..................I gagged...........

 

I swallowed.  I continued sucking her sweet lips and flicking her erect clitoris

with the tip of my tongue...............I soon found her special place and

continued unabated until she was trembling, quivering,

moaning........Oh......Oh.....Oh.........OOOHHHHHHHHH!

 

I continued to lick slowly, savoring our combined fluids, serenely happy in my

bondage and proud of my submission,  in love with her more than

ever............." I love you Mistress P"...........

 

"Thank you, slave".................my eyes were moist............

 

I remember her slumping forward over me and onto the bed........

 

I don't remember her removing my hood and bonds.................

 

I slept forever..................and when the sunlight started to stream through

the windows and warm the room, I awoke with the covers over me..........it was 9

AM.......and she was gone....................

 

Then I saw the note on her pillow..................

 

Dear slave p,

 

            I thoroughly enjoyed my pleasure at your expense        last night.  You

honored me with your submission         to both Myself and Mistress M.  She has

informed          me that you passed her inspection and that she             would be happy

to have you entertain her today.

 

            She will call you at noon with instructions........             I will see you

this evening..............................

 

            Do not disappoint me today, slave.      Obey Mistress M as you would

obey ME!

 

                                   MP

 

I couldn't believe my eyes...............or my hardening cock!

 

Jumping out of bed, I went into the bathroom and started to prepare myself for

the day ahead.....................................

 

                        End of Part 2 - The Meeting

 

 

 

Appointment in Seattle

 

Part Three -  The Appointment

 

I slept forever..................and when the sunlight started to stream

through the windows and warm the room, I awoke with the covers

over me..........it was 9 AM.......and she was gone....................

 

Then I saw the note on her pillow..................

 

Dear slave p,

 

            I thoroughly enjoyed my pleasure at your expense

            last night.  You honored me with your submission

            to both Myself and Mistress M.  She has informed

            me that you passed her inspection and that she

            would be happy to have you entertain her today.

 

            She will call you at noon with instructions........

            I will see you this evening..............................

 

            Do not disappoint me today, slave.

            Obey Mistress M as you would obey ME!

 

                                   MP

 

I couldn't believe my eyes...............or my hardening cock!

 

Jumping out of bed, I went into the bathroom and started to prepare myself for

the day ahead.....................................

 

The long, hot invigorating shower was just what I needed, not only to bring me

back to life, but also to  remind me of the prior evening's events.  Although my

balls were a little sore, it was nothing compared to  the single raised welt

across my ass.  Rubbing my hands over it sent delicious shivers up my spine and

reminded me of the pain I felt when Mistress M administered it.

 

But I was beside myself with glee, knowing that I had pleased my Mistress and

very excited that I would be  visiting Mistress M today.

 

As I was drying myself I could see that Mistress P's initials had faded but were

still barely visible on my ass cheeks.

 

I didn't notice until I came out of the bathroom that all of Mistress P's

belongings were gone.........................

 

Opening up my suitcase, I was surprised to see those gold silk panties.....I

picked them up and inhaled her  fragrance, reminding  me once again of

her.....and then I saw the note.......

 

            Very good.  I'm sure you can smell Me, slave.             Wear them today for your

visit to Mistress M.                  - MP

 

I was surprised because I had never done this before,  although I must admit

that the thought had crossed my mind.  Stepping into them and pulling them up

caused me to become fully erect, only to find that now I could not fit into

them.  Only when my erection had subsided was I able to stuff myself inside,

only to find that the silky  fabric massaged me back to hardness.  Diabolical!

 

I threw on some casual clothes and went down to the restaurant for some

breakfast and coffee.

 

Just breakfast and coffee.  A little caffeine and some sustenance for the day

ahead.  Just breakfast and coffee.  But that's not all I got at that

restaurant.....

 

What I wasn't prepared for was the intense mood of introspection that came over

me, sitting alone wearing my wife's underwear, balanced precariously on that

single angry welt.  If Mistress M had given me two, I could have played one

against the other.  But no,  she must have wanted all my fears and fantasies to

be concentrated in that one badge of submission.  The mental image of myself,

naked and bound before two mistresses, waving my abused ass like a moving

target, inviting another vicious blow, caused my cock to bulge and my nipples to

harden by themselves.

 

I wondered what the two women had discussed over drinks in the lounge and over

my body later in the room. Had they agreed on some sort of plan for my

debasement? Had they orchestrated this entire scenario together? Had they gotten

along well, or had they simply bargained on how much abuse my body and mind

could take? Just how sadistic was this beautiful blonde mistress who had marked

me? Would I live up to her expectations? Would I have a choice? How would I feel

the next time I saw my wife? How much of my fantasy life had my wife divulged to

her? Had my wife asked Mistress M to do anything in particular? Had Mistress M

asked my wife to do anything in particular?

 

I went through the whole gamut of emotions in that little restaurant, trying to

eat my breakfast. The love for my wife.  The desire to submit to Mistress M. The

fear of submitting.  The excitement of not being in control.  The fear of being

controlled.  The respect for both of these women.  The fear of being rejected by

them.

 

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the waitress...... "Here's your bill.  You

can pay the cashier.  Thanks" She walked away.......turned......"Oh...nice

pants!" I probably turned bright red........I felt the blood rush to my head as

I looked down quickly................ No heel marks this time, but the bulge was

obvious....

 

I paid the bill and walked out into the street for some fresh air..........it

was 10:30 AM..........

 

I decided to kill some time by looking for gifts for the two ladies.  Finding a

florist shop, I purchased a single white rose for Mistress M. then continued

down the street until  I saw a lingerie shop.  Thinking that I should replace

the  garment that I was now wearing, I went inside and found a  beautiful pair

made of green silk.  To say that I was self- conscious in there would be a gross

understatement. I paid for them quickly and walked back to the hotel.

 

It was 11AM now, and my heart was racing as I anticipated the phone call from

Mistress M.  I went back to my room, cleaned up, packed my bags, and sat down to

relax.

 

I closed my eyes and my mind opened up to what lay in store for me today at the

hands of Mistress M.  I must have dozed off because I couldn't get to the

telephone until after the second ring........................

 

"Hello?" "Greetings, slave.  Do you know who this is?" "Yes, Mistress M." "Very

good.  Do you understand that Mistress P has offered you up to me for the rest

of the day?" ..... I gulped..... "Yes, Mistress M." "Are you prepared to

entertain me, slave?" "Yes, Mistress M." "Good. Check out of the hotel and go to

the valet parking area.  I have sent a car for you.  The driver will know your

name.  Get in the car and follow the instructions you are given.  I will expect

you in 60 minutes.  Oh, and by the way slave, I am feeling extremely testy

today.  I think I can use your company.  Think submissive........"

 

....click......the phone went dead..............

 

My god, it was really going to happen.  My heart was  pounding, my cock

throbbing within its silky prison, and my mouth was dry.......

 

I grabbed my bags and gifts and rushed downstairs into the lobby, checked out

quickly and went to the valet parking.

 

A gleaming black car pulled up and a very beautiful woman got out of the

driver's seat.  Dressed like a chauffeur, she seemed very self-assured as she

strode directly toward me. Staring into my eyes she said one word........"p?" I

nodded.  "M is expecting you", she said.  "Let's go!" I put the bags in the

trunk and we took off, driving away from the city and through the green rolling

foothills.

 

She finally broke the silence.........."Slave !!" Startled, I simply said

"Yes?" "That's Mistress O, to you, slave.  Read this" She handed me an envelope

with my initial on it. Ripping it open, I found the following note:

 

            Slave p,           O is your chauffeur.      Remove all of your clothes

except the underwear   and place them in the bag next to you on the seat.       

When you are done, hand this note back to O.            Follow her instructions.           

She will prepare you for Me.               Mistress M

 

I could see her watching me in the rear view mirror as I set  about the task of

undressing in the back seat of the car. After I finished and stored the clothes

in the bag, I reached forward and handed her the note.  She grabbed it out of my

hand and threw something back at me.  "Put those on" Inside the bag I found a

hasp collar and a set of leather cuffs.   I had just begun to put the collar on

she made a sharp turn and screeched to a stop.  Getting out of the driver's

seat, she opened my door and commanded me......."Get out!!" I complied, wearing

nothing but my wife's silk panties, still holding the restraints...........

 

Grabbing them from me, she tightened the collar around my neck and locked it,

then fastened the cuffs around each of my wrists.   "On your knees, slave".   I

complied immediately, looking up at her curiously.  I could see anger in her

eyes.... She fastened the wrist cuffs together behind my back, then moved in

front of me. "When I give you an order, slave, you are to respond properly and

immediately......do you understand, slave ?" "Yes, Mistress O.  I am sorry,

Mistress O" "Kiss my boot, slave".   "Yes, Mistress O".  I leaned forward toward

the black leather and placed a single kiss upon the toe. "Stay", she said as she

moved behind me. "Yes, Mistress O"........I was scared now......who was she?

"Get your ass in the air, slave, NOW!" "Yes, Mistress O"..I did as best as I

could, under the circumstances.....my face still on the  ground......looking

behind me I watched with horror as she stepped back, measured her step, and then

brought the top of her boot smashing into my raised ass.  It was all I could do

to keep from crying out................. I didn't want another from her and I

didn't want to displease either her or Mistress M. "Do not forget this lesson,

slave" "Yes, Mistress O. Thank you, Mistress O" "Get in the car, slave" "Yes,

Mistress O.  I climbed back in and we resumed the ride in silence, although I

was very attentive to her smoldering glare in the mirror, ready to respond to

her immediately if necessary.

 

We finally turned down a long driveway lined with tall trees and cruised up to a

large house with a circular driveway.  Passing by the main entrance, Mistress O

turned and drove into an attached garage.  She parked and closed the door

behind us, pressing a button on her visor.

 

"Get out slave" "Yes, Mistress O."  I shuffled my body over to the driver's side

of the car just as she opened the door.  I swung my legs out and stood up before

her.  She took a leash and attached it to my collar, then led me through the

garage, down a long carpeted hall, and into a small room that was simply marked

"A".

 

For all intents and purposes, the room was a doctor's examination room, complete

with a sink, commode, bath, examination table, etc. She removed the panties and

then led me over to the table and forced me to lean over it face down. She

removed the cuffs only to attach them to the sides of the table, then opened a

drawer and tied my ankles to  the base, leaving me spread out and tied securely.

 

I tried to relax and prepare myself, remembering that Mistress M had ordered me

to obey Mistress O, and that Mistress P had told me to obey Mistress M.  What

had I gotten myself into?

 

Mistress O opened a drawer and walked over to the top of the table, near my

head.  She ceremoniously placed a black butt plug right in front of my

eyes........which opened wide at the sight......

 

"Don't worry, slave.  I am going to prepare you first" "Yes, Mistress O".  My

tone was one of resignation........... She lubricated my rectum gently and

inserted a single finger, then  slipped in something small and plastic.........a

click.......then I felt my insides begin to swell from the warm water..........

She knew it was my first time and probably took it easy on me, although when I

heard the next click I was very full.......... She talked me through it, rubbing

my back and stomach muscles, telling me .....only a few minutes more......over

and over again. When she finally released me I was quivering and shaking with

the desire to expel the enema.........which I did with reddened face as she

watched.  After cleaning myself, she pulled me back over to the bench and soon

had me on my back, my hands tied above my head.  She then attached chains from

the  ceiling to my ankle cuffs, pulling my legs straight up and wide apart and

raising my ass just off the table.  She placed the gold panties over my face and

left me alone with my thoughts......

 

After a few minutes she returned and washed my pubic area and ass, then set

about the task of shaving me clean.  While she was working,  she asked about the

rose and the green panties she had found in my  belongings and I explained who

they were for.  When she had rinsed me, she applied some sort of lubricant to my

asshole with her fingers. Working first one, then two oily digits deep inside,

she massaged the inner walls until my anus relaxed and opened up.  Grabbing my

hard cock to keep me still, she began teasing the opening with the butt plug,

twisting and inserting, withdrawing and thrusting, until the largest part was

almost in.  By this time I was pleading for the rest, trying to seat myself on

the toy, but she  continued the delicious torture until my sphincter was totally

loose.  When she finally pushed the plug home, I could feel myself close around

the  bulb, firmly seating it inside me, a small drop of pre-cum oozing from the

tip of my cock.

 

"Very good, slave", she said, walking around me. "Thank you, Mistress O", I

replied breathlessly, suddenly aware that she was naked from the waist down.

"This is how you will thank me, slave"....and she suddenly jumped onto the table

and sat on my face,   forcing my tongue into her shaved cunt.  I obeyed her,

tonguing quickly, realizing at once that she had a ring inserted in each

labia........I sucked and flicked.....she rode and rode.......until I managed to

send her over the edge in ecstasy.......

 

"Very good, slave", she said breathlessly, as she dismounted. "Thank you,

Mistress O for letting me serve you", I replied.

 

She laughed a wicked little laugh and then freed me from the table. Making me

stand before her, she removed the collar and fitted me with an intricate leather

harness, connected by rings and buckles. She locked the collar around my neck

and then connected the  straps around my ribcage.  The crotch strap had a large

ring in it which was soon passed over my raging cock and balls, forcing them out

and away from my groin.  The end of the strap was then passed through two slots

in the butt plug, pulled tight and buckled behind me.

 

Mistress O then forced me to my knees and placed a leather blindfold over my

eyes.  She made me spread  my knees wide and locked the wrist cuffs to the back

of my collar.  This, she told me, was the way in which  I was to be when I

greeted Mistress M.  "Yes, Mistress O", I responded. I could hear her changing

clothes as I knelt there, harnessed and plugged.  Every move I made seemed to

cause the butt plug to shift inside of me, sending delicious waves of sensation

into my erect cock and up to  my nipples.  I could feel that the time was

near......soon I would be before Her............

 

I heard the click of the leash being attached to my collar and soon  I was being

slowly out of the room, still on my knees with my hands attached to my collar,

my stiff erection bobbing and waving with each movement, the butt plug forcing

itself in and out with the rhythmic motion of walking on my knees.  We traveled

a short distance down  the hall and then went through a series of doors.

 

Mistress O stopped me and leaned down to my ear, whispering....... "Position,

slave".  "Yes, Mistress,O", I whispered back, spreading my knees wide.  She

removed the blindfold and placed the white rose I had purchased for Mistress M

between my teeth.   My eyes began to focus on the surroundings...........

 

I was on a long red carpet which led to a platform raised about a foot off the

floor.  There, sitting in a large wingback chair, was a beautiful blonde woman

dressed head to toe in shiny black leather.  Her legs were encased in black

leather high heel  boots and she was holding a riding crop above her crossed

legs.  Small lights illuminated her throne, but everything else in the room on

both sides of the carpet was pitch black.  I stayed in position for  some time

before the first command was given......"Release him"

 

I recognized the voice at once....it was Mistress M.........

 

Mistress O unfastened my hands and removed the leash.

 

"Crawl to ME, slave!"

 

"Yes, Mistress M", I replied, and began the slow journey towards her throne,

reminded of the plug with  each movement.  As I approached her I caught glimpses

of many different types of apparatus on the sides  of the room, and I became

extremely excited at the thought of being in the presence of this magnificent

domina.

 

What at last I had reached the platform, I stopped and looked into her eyes,

beholding her beautiful features  and those ruby red lips.

 

"Is that for me, slave?", she asked, pointing at the rose with her crop. "Yes,

Mistress M.", I mumbled through my lips. Reaching down, she took the rose and

inhaled its fragrance, then called Mistress O over, simply saying "O,  come over

here".

 

Mistress O walked down the carpet, then knelt in front of Mistress M. I was

astonished!  My eyes went wide when I realized that O was one of Mistress M's

femsubs.   "O,  you have prepared my slave well.  Take this rose and put it in a

small vase.  You may leave us now" "Thank you, Mistress M", the girl replied,

giving me a quick glance and a wicked smirk before she got up and walked out of

the room.

 

"Well now, slave.  Do you have anything to say before we begin?"

 

"Yes, Mistress M.  I am here to humbly offer you the gift of my submission.

Please allow me to submit to your desires.  To please  you is to please Mistress

P.  I hope that you would use this gift as you see fit.  Thank you, Mistress M".

 

I leaned forward and kissed the toes of her boots, then placed myself back into

the position that Mistress O  had taught me. Mistress M used her riding crop to

toy with me.  She ran the end up the inside of each thigh, sending goose bumps

over my body.  She teased me with light taps to my cock, balls and nipples.  I

was so aroused that I was afraid of cumming without permission.  She ran the

crop up the inside of each arm, then had me turn around so that she could tease

my ass, back, and shoulder blades.  Then......

 

"Down on all fours, slave".  I complied immediately, my ass now  facing her.

She ran the crop along the length of Her welt, sending shivers up my spine and

making me think that another angry cut was soon to come.  But it did not.

Instead, she ran her hands  over my ass,  grabbing a handful here and there,

examining me.

 

"Slave, how did you get this bruise mark on your ass?.  It wasn't  there last

night.  Did Mistress P put it there?"

 

"N-n-n-n-n-No Mistress.  Mistress P did not do that, Mistress M" "Well then,

slave.  Answer Me!!!!" Her tone was harsher now. "M-m-m-m-m-Mistress O corrected

me for not addressing her properly, Mistress".  The confusion in my mind was

evident in my explanation.    "With her boot, Mistress M"

 

Mistress M said nothing.  She attached a leash to my collar, placed her crop in

my mouth, and pulled me  into the darkness in one corner of the room.  Things

went very quickly from then on.  I seemed to sense that  Mistress M was suddenly

very agitated and eager for the scene to progress.........

 

I was soon on my knees on a padded platform which had a set of stocks at one

end.  My head and wrists  were locked in the holes and my ankles were tied to

the back corners.  My stomach was resting on a small  support.  She secured me

to the bench with a large belt around my waist.  I was so aroused that I could

feel  the pre-cum oozing from my cock as my anus pulsed around the thick plug.

Stepping in front of me, she  took her crop from my mouth and backed her leather

clad heart shaped ass into my face.  I kissed and  licked her there, all the

time slipping further into sub space...

 

Leaning down to my ear she whispered a word for me to use if I needed her to

stop.   Stepping behind me,  she now began to spank my ass in earnest.  She did

not start softly.  She wanted the color to rise quickly.    She covered my whole

ass, moving from cheek to cheek, up and down, until the heat was almost

unbearable.  My eyes started to water,  my grunts were shrill, and still she

continued. When my grunts had turned into a constant moan,  she stopped and

walked around to my face.  Cupping my chin in her hands, she proceeded to stuff

Mistress P's gold silk  panties into my trembling mouth.  I started to realize

the game now.  She returned to my fiery ass and  stroked it gently, feeling the

heat, before she resumed the blows.  With the panties in my mouth, the pain

became even more intense as she resumed fiercely.  I fought off the temptation

to use the code word for as  long as possible.  By the time I managed to spit

the panties from my mouth, my face was wet, my cock was  throbbing, and my ass

felt like it was no longer attached to me.

 

Choking, coughing, I managed to stammer ....................... "Mistress P,

Mistress P, Mistress P".......the blows stopped and Mistress M came around to my

face.  Lifting me by the chin, she looked into my eyes and said  "That was  for

Mistress P, slave!"

 

She brought her mouth up to my ear and whispered......... "I am going to give

you my safeword for the rest of the session. If you wish me to slow down, use

the word "gold". If you wish me to stop, use the words "gold panties". If am

going to let you cool down before I continue with you, slave. Do you understand,

slave?"

 

"Yes, Mistress M.",  I answered into her eyes.

 

She left me for a minute before returning and blindfolding me, sending me deeper

into the fantasy and  forcing me to concentrate on my throbbing ass cheeks.  She

took a cool towel and draped it over my  flaming posterior.  I heard her whisper

in my ear......... "I'll be back in ten minutes, slave.  Think

submissive........"

 

I could hear her heels as she left the room, closing the heavy door behind her

and bolting it shut.  I felt  strangely comfortable in the stocks with only my

thoughts to keep me company.  As I wondered what plans  she had for me, my

erection poked into my stomach and my anus pulsed around the plug.  The coolness

of  the towel was starting to wear off, and I began to feel the heat from the

spanking all over again.  I thought  about the night before, when Mistress P and

Mistress M had talked.....I wondered what else Mistress P had  asked Mistress M

to do to me?  My mind raced with the possibilities....... The ten minutes seemed

like an eternity as I waited..........

 

I was awakened from my thoughts by the sound of the door being  opened.  The

sound of Mistress M's  heels got louder and louder as she approached me.  I

thought I could hear something else in the  background,  like a chain being

dragged, and some sort of soft whimpering, but it was drowned out by the  noise

of the heels as they stopped right in front of my face.

 

The blindfold was removed and I could see once again the lovely vision of

Mistress M.  She was wearing a  black patent leather bustier, panties that were

laced in front, a garter belt and high heels.  A black latex  hood covered her

head and her hair was in a ponytail through the back.  I could smell her

perfume, a musky  fragrance filled with spice.  In one hand she held a coiled

whip which had numerous leather strands.  Her  other hand held the end of a

heavy chain............ She was a vision of female dominance....no one would be

able to resist her charms........or want to disobey  her ..................

 

She spoke.   "Slave, I am going to permit you to watch me punish one of my

female slaves ....she has  disobeyed my orders....and she has been

dishonest......she has portrayed herself as something other that  what she

is........and she is.......My slave.......behold.........slave O!"

 

With those words, Mistress M stepped aside and I could see the kneeling form of

a naked woman at the end  of the room.  She was assuming the same position I had

been taught earlier, hands behind her head, elbows  out, her heaving breasts

pointing right at me.  I could see that those gleaming rings in her pussy were

connected to the other end of the chain which Mistress M was holding.  As she

took up the slack on the  chain,  O began to whimper, the realization of her

predicament becoming evident.  She struggled to maintain her  position as

Mistress M gradually pulled harder and harder.  The poor girl tried to push her

groin out to ease  the tension but it was no use.  When the chain had cleared

the floor for the entire length of the room,  Mistress M finally spoke

again...........

 

"Come here to Me, slut!"  O almost fell over when she began to approach on her

knees.  A sigh of relief  went through her as she passed over the slackened

chain and moved forward.  She must have done this  before, I thought to myself,

as I watched her start to tremble and whimper anew  as she was forced to drag

the instrument of torture behind her with her abused nether lips.  My cock was

throbbing as I was treated to this depraved spectacle arranged by Mistress M.

 

The closer that O got to us, the more weight she was forced to pull behind her,

and the slower her progress  became......finally.....amid sobs and whimpers she

made the mistake of thinking out loud...... "Please, Mistress M.......no

more......Mistress M., please"

 

Mistress M jumped up and went to a nearby chest, grabbed a penis gag and went

right up to O, grabbed her  by the back of the hair and raised her mouth.

Shoving in the gag, she buckled it quickly behind the  trembling girl's head.

Tears were streaming from the slave's face as she watched Mistress M take a

measured step to the side, slowly uncoiling the whip.  O made the mistake of not

trying to move forward  and seconds later the whip whistled through the air and

landed on her ass.  O got the message and started  once more to pull the chain

behind her and move towards me.  But Mistress M did not relent.   She continued

to apply the whip, first from one side, then the other, until the slave O had

managed to reach  me.  I could hear her muffled sobs from behind the gag as she

assisted in her own punishment. When her breasts were mere inches from my mouth,

I could see the  tears rolling down her face and onto her chest. Mistress M

applied the whip once more with great force and O's  erect nipple was shoved

into my open mouth.  I sucked her gently, trying to take her mind off the

ordeal,  feeling partially responsible for her predicament, savoring the salty

taste of her trembling flesh.

 

Mistress M removed the chain from O's rings, unlocked the wrist cuffs from her

collar and ordered her to  stand and spread her legs.  This placed her abused

pussy lips right in front of my eager mouth.  "Lick her, slave" came the

command.  I did. Happy to be able to please her again, I licked her very gently,

trying to soothe the pain with my wet tongue,  sucking the blood back into those

tortured lips.........then.......she was pulled away from me....... "No orgasm

for you, slut",  Mistress M spat at the girl.

 

 

                                   To be continued in AIS - part 4

 

 

 

Appointment in Seattle

Part 4

 

           

Dragging her away by the collar, Mistress M led O over to a hanging spreader bar

and attached her wrist  cuffs to the ends.  She pressed a button on the wall and

the bar began to ascend, lifting the slave onto her  tiptoes.  Her ankle cuffs

were attached to another spreader bar,  forcing her legs wide apart.  Mistress M

then released me from the stocks and pulled me on wobbly legs over to O.  I soon

found myself restrained  in the same manner, each of us facing the other, no

more than three feet apart.  I tried to soothe the fear in  her eyes with a

little smile but when it wasn't returned I realized that she was trying to

prepare me for the  spectacle ahead.............................

 

 

 

Mistress M removed O's penis gag and attached a set of Japanese clover type

clips joined by a chain to her  nipples.  It was not long before I also felt the

bite of a similar set on my tender points.  Reaching down  beside her, Mistress

M picked up another chain which she clipped to the center of the chain between

my  nipples.  It hung down to below my crotch where it was attached to a small

leather pouch.  I stared down at  the contraption as O was adorned with a

similar chain.

 

 

 

Mistress M stood between our stretched bodies and reached out to our genitals

with her gloved hands.  She  stroked and squeezed my cock until I was bucking

with the desire to explode, all the while slipping her  other hand further and

further into O's wet pussy, rubbing the clitoris with her thumb.  Mistress M

then  spoke to us, her voice thick with the excitement of seeing two slaves

suffer for her,  her breasts rising with  the anticipation of what was to

come..........

 

 

 

"Listen to me slaves.  We are going to play a little game now.

 

It will entertain me to see who can suffer the most for the privilege of earning

an orgasm".  Releasing our  genitals, she placed a large bowl of steel ball

bearings on the floor and continued.......

 

 

 

"Both of you will now be whipped.  I will alternate between each of you and you

may request any number  of strokes each session.

 

You will count the strokes. If you do so properly, you will be given one ball

for each stroke you have taken.   If you fail to count properly, I will start

over.  If you cannot take any more, then you may use your slow  code, but you

will lose the game. The winner will be the slave who earns the most steel balls,

and will be  allowed to achieve orgasm.  The loser will not be treated so

nicely........."

 

 

 

And so we began the insidious endurance test before our magnificent Mistress M.

Retrieving a leather  split-end slapper from her toy chest,

 

she circled our apprehensive bodies with a gleam in her eye, relishing

 

the torment she was about to inflict on our minds, bodies and souls...

 

 

 

"Who wants to go first?" she asked cheerily.......silence......then...

 

O beat me to the punch....."Me, please, Mistress"

 

"What do you bid, slut?"......the gauntlet had been thrown down.....

 

"Ten please, Mistress".......and the sound of leather on flesh filled the room

immediately....she kept count  properly.....all the way through those loud

painful strokes......then....."Thank you, Mistress"......

 

......she hung her head down in supplication awaiting her reward....

 

"Your reward, O" Mistress M said as she opened the small pouch and dropped ten

steel balls into it.  O's  head snapped back with the sensation imparted to her

nipples, the weight a proud but painful reminder of  her submission.

 

 

 

Mistress M turned towards me now......"What will it be slave?"

 

"Ten please, Mistress", I responded, wanting to maintain the pace.

 

I was not prepared for the leather crashing into my red ass.  I gasped, twisted,

turned and tried to evade the  next blow.  But it was futile, and Mistress M

brought the instrument down harder on my other cheek.  I  realized my mistake

immediately, and began to count the blows properly....."One, Mistress"......she

smiled...."you wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you slave?"......"No

Mistress".........

 

........and the third blow fell across my flaming ass, sending the butt plug

even deeper into my  rectum....Somehow I managed to work through the pain,

knowing all the time that I would displease two  Mistresses if I disappointed

one.....finally....................................

 

"Ten, thank you, Mistress"......I was one with O.....and soon I felt the

sensation of my nipples being pulled  downward with the weight of those steel

balls.  I quickly realized my lapse in judgment....

 

I should have asked for more to keep the pressure on O.........

 

 

 

As the weighted pouch pulled on my nipple clips, they actually tightened even

more.  I quickly realized that  the actual whipping was going to be a pleasant

diversion from the painful ordeal of watching and waiting  for Mistress M

administer to O, although the sight of the beautiful slave suffering under the

whip was  extremely arousing...

 

 

 

"Ten, please Mistress", O softly requested..........

 

Watching her try and maintain her composure through Mistress M's strokes,  it

was like I was receiving  them myself......only double.....for I knew that soon

it would be my turn again......perhaps she was taking it  easy on me...only

asking for ten.........maybe she thought that I was close to forfeiting the

game.............and  that she could win with a minimum of punishment........I

resolved to test her............

 

The look on O's face was one of pride when she had thanked Mistress M for the

last stroke......and one of  sweet agony when she felt the strain of another ten

steel balls on her distended nipples as Mistress M added  them one by one with

sadistic glee.............

 

But she kept her head up, staring straight at me, challenging........

 

 

 

I suddenly remembered being on my knees outside the car, raising my ass and

receiving that solid kick  from her.............

 

 

 

"Well, slave?"  ...Mistress M's voice interrupted my thought....

 

"Twenty five, please Mistress" ......I felt stronger now, sinking deeper and

deeper into the feeling of submission, the power of pain and pleasure.......I

watched O's eyes widen  with horror as Mistress M lit into my tortured ass with

renewed enthusiasm.  She seemed excited that we were getting deeper into her

mind games.........

 

I managed to take all of those vicious blows without crying out, my  nipples

aching proudly for my Mistress.  Realizing that the pressure  was less if I

stayed still, my blazing ass was a rigid target for her.  I was not prepared for

the steel balls, however.

 

Opening the pouch, Mistress M filled it with five at a time, watching my

contorted face with amusement and delight..... She was truly enjoying her

sadistic game, and I became more  determined to achieve that long sought for

orgasm.........

 

 

I watched her walk slowly over to trembling O and ask......... "Well, my pretty

little masochist.......what do you say?" She was fifteen strokes behind, I

calculated quickly.........

 

"Twenty, please, Mistress" she cried softly, the sobs only adding to the

pressure on her nipples............

 

 

 

Mistress M stroked the girls face until she calmed down, then went to get

another whip.  When she returned with the braided cat and held  it in front of

O's face, the whimpers started anew, my rampant cock twitched, and a thin trail

of pre-cum  started dripping toward the floor.

 

Grunting and moaning to help absorb the pain, I watched Mistress M take her

gloved finger and push it between those rings and deep into O's moist pussy.

When she was bucking with pleasure, Mistress M removed her wet finger and pushed

it deep into my mouth, making me suck it clean.  I could taste O again and I

almost ejaculated.  Grabbing by cock, she squeezed the base

hard....................... "Do not cum, slave !!!"  The command helped me hold

back, the  pleasure of her touch allowing some respite from the intense pain....

I watched her catch the thin trail in the palm of her other glove...... 

Releasing my cock, she placed her wet glove in front on O's face.... "Lick,

slave.  Clean my glove......" O started to moan with the opportunity to

concentrate on something other than the pain........When she had finished

licking, Mistress M stood to her side and asked once more.......................

"How many strokes of the cat will you take for me, slut?" "Sixteen, please

Mistress", she answered........... Barely enough to take the lead, I thought to

myself as Mistress M drew the vicious whip back, waited, then brought it down

lightly across the slave's abused ass...........too easy, I thought.....then...

I began to feel the pain consume my body......my dilated asshole.... my

distended and weighted nipples......my whipped ass............... My head hung

down as I surrendered to the multiple sensations.... No longer watching O but

simply awaiting my turn............... I listened to the whipping, the whimpers,

the groans, the cries of  sublimation coming from the poor O........I lost count

of the strokes as they seemed to come in a steady rhythm......then they

stopped......

 

I lifted my head to see Mistress M caressing O's ass checks with one hand while

adding the fruits of her  labor to the bulging pouch, one at a time........O was

gasping in her desire to bear the punishment..........

 

She was fine until Mistress M turned to my strained face, lifted my chin and

asked  "Well, slave....It's your turn now......how many of those strokes can you

take for me?"  Her  eyes were alive, tiny darts of gleaming excitement, and

there was a light sheen of perspiration over her face and

chest......................I moaned aloud...........

 

"Sixteen, please, Mistress"....It was more a question than an answer. O screamed

with the thought of carrying that weight through another sixteen strokes, along

with the realization that she would then still have to request more from

Mistress M in order to outlast me.......... .....although I was not sure that I

could take those blows........... But I didn't have much time to wonder about

that.  When I felt the sting of that dreaded cat across my flaming ass, I

screamed out loud.....a piercing guttural scream that helped me  prepare myself

for the  remaining blows.  I could not keep still, and the movement only caused

the pressure on my nipples to  increase tremendously...... Mistress M must have

known the end was near because she did not wait for me to stop moving before

landing another explosion.......... I screamed again, louder this

time....AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! ....and the moaning became a duet........both of us were

on the verge...neither wished to lose........Mistress  M's was smiling, her eyes

observing her two slaves intensely ..........then ...... She drew the whip back

again...........I waited for the pain.............. ......my ass feeling

numb..........I waited............she WAS sadistic....

 

And I heard a faint voice........."silver....silver....silver.....Mistress M"

 

The last stroke came crashing into my ass, sending a flash of light across my

closed eyes....I could only jerk  around in my bonds......

 

I opened my eyes just in time to see Mistress M grab both of O's nipple clips.

With a nasty smirk on her  face,  she looked at me and released them at the same

time.......O's head rolled back and she let out a long,  piercing primal scream

as the pressure was released and the blood began to flow back into her abused

nipples........... It was too much for her bladder........she peed all over the

floor, and  when the stream finally subsided she simply hung her head on her

chest in humiliation and moaned.................."I'm sorry, Mistress M"

Mistress M flicked each of her nipples as punishment, then turned towards my

writhing body.................

 

I closed my eyes and tried to allow my mind and body to accept the pain that

would soon be mine.........I felt Mistress M touch the clips and, in an instant,

they were gone........I screamed through pursed lips and thrust my chest out for

a tender  touch........It came........ Mistress M caressed those abused organs

with her palms until the blood returned and the pain started to

subside.........................

 

A feeling of pride overwhelmed me as I realized that I had won the game.  The

desire to experience  pleasure through orgasm was tempered by the desire to

remain on the razor's edge forever....to continue to  be stimulated at the whim

of the clever Mistress M. My thoughts turned to the bond that now existed

between myself and O, and I felt her pain through  mine.....I watched as my

compatriot was released from the chains which bound her, dropping onto her

hands and knees over the humiliating puddle of her secretions.......

 

Mistress M retrieved her riding crop and placed the tip under O's chin, raising

her face............staring into  the slave's worried eyes, she studied

her.....just silence............time stood still............... O was

defiant.......for a while......then she averted her eyes...... "Well, O, it

seems that you have not only lost the game, but you have humiliated yourself in

the  process....let's see....what shall I have you do

now?........Hmmmmm.............Position, slave !!!   NOW!"

 

O rose on her knees and assumed the presentation position, her hands behind her

head, knees apart, her  naked, tear-streaked, sweaty and abused body on display.

Mistress M fastened O's hands to her collar and  moved beside me.  Another drop

of pre-cum seeped from the end of my twitching cock as Mistress M  squeezed my

balls tightly, calling to O in an ominous tone......"Come here, slut. It's time

to pay the  piper......."

 

When O was directly in front of my crotch, Mistress M tapped her chin with the

crop and O's mouth opened  wide, her tongue hanging out...... She held the

position for a little while as my cock grew harder and harder with the

offering....Mistress M  then tapped O's pussy with the crop and the slave leaned

all the way back and spread her legs wide.....Jesus.... I got a good look at her

pierced lips and wide open wet cunt.......then... Mistress M rapped her once

more O struggled to turn over, raising her  gorgeous ass into the air before

me........it was almost too much...... I could see her little brown wrinkled

hole as Mistress M pulled her cheeks apart...................

 

"Which hole would you like, slave p?"......my mouth was dry and the decision was

difficult....but I felt  compassion for her....and respect... I wouldn't take

her ass unless commanded to do so............... "Her mouth, Mistress M".......I

replied excitedly......................... "Her mouth it is then,

slave"....."Thank you, Mistress M" "You heard him, O.......get up and get on

with it......" I heard a sobbed "Yes, Mistress M" as O struggled to her

knees....

 

   O shuffled over until her face was directly in front of my dripping cock.

"CLOSER. And OPEN your slut  mouth WIDE !" O shifted again and opened her mouth

directly below my erection. "Tongue out, slave", Mistress M was orchestrating

slowly........ With another squeeze of my balls, a drop of clear fluid rolled

off the end of my glans and dropped onto the  tongue of the straining O... O's

quivering tongue remained outstretched until Mistress M gave the

command......."Swallow"......and O  tasted my essence once again. Mistress M

spoke again...."O, you are going to suck this slave's cock  until he

comes.....you will follow my directions at all times.... ....and when he comes,

you will swallow it all..........or else!"

 

Chained as I was, I could not see the reaction in O's eyes as the command was

given but I could feel her  swollen lips surround my throbbing cock as Mistress

M grabbed her hair and pulled her forward.  And so the long journey toward

release began, although I had a feeling that Mistress M would not make it too

easy for me.  Trying to force  more of myself into O's mouth only caused

Mistress M to pull her away.  I hung there in submission to this Mistress,

allowing the delicious sensations to build, a pawn in her  decadent scenario.

 

She controlled the action, pushing and pulling her slaves, willing  instruments

for her entertainment.  I found that if I stayed very still, Mistress M would

force my cock deep into O's straining mouth.  If I lunged forward, she would

pull O back  at the same pace, causing the frustration level to rise and me to

wonder if I would ever be allowed to cum.   Only when we were both moving as

extensions of her hands did I start to feel the onslaught of an intense

explosion.

 

Mistress M reached behind me and grabbed the butt plug strap which separated my

reddened ass.  She  pushed firmly on the plug while she pulled O's abused mouth

over the length of my throbbing erection. I could feet my heartbeat in my anus

as she held her hand wide open in front of my face, out of O's

sight.........ohmygod.......is that........five? She nodded her head slowly as

she realized that I understood.... My thoughts turned to the prior evening and

Mistress P.......had they discussed this?.....during or after the  meeting in

the lounge?   I felt the plug massage my ass once more as O's mouth engulfed me

up to the balls.......AAAAAHHH......I wondered if she knew...... No, she

couldn't.....I thought to myself as she sucked me on the outstroke..........only

three more.......I  wanted to erupt right now into this unprepared

succubus........ohmygod.......another push into that soft  cavern of

submissiveness, those lips wrapped tightly around my pulsing

muscle.........OOOOOOHHHHHH.............she must feel me twitching inside

her........two more......and she  sucked my length as she was pulled

away......one more..... exquisite pleasure at the whim of my Mistress  .......I

was quivering on the edge.....and Mistress M kept us impaled together for a long

time.........and then  we were forced slowly and completely apart, the spittle

drooling off her tongue, my cock throbbing with  the anticipation of obeying her

command with the final thrust......... ....and then we were one,  tools of a

dominatrix brought together in an explosion of lust and

submission.................. ...AAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH........the plug seemed an

extension of my cock as Mistress M forced us  together, holding O's hair

tightly. I erupted in that soft, sucking mouth, all of my seed blasting from one

slave to another.......and I kept  coming and coming as Mistress M continued to

work the plug in and out, massaging my prostate gland.

 

I stayed hard in O's mouth for a long time as she continued to suck me dry,

striving to obey her Mistress.   When my cock began to soften,  Mistress M

pulled O away and lifted her by the chin, forcing her to look  up at me and

swallow at the same time................... I heard her gulp....and I saw......a

trickle of semen on the corner of her mouth.......Mistress M used my  tumescent

cock to push the fluid back into O's mouth............she continued to wipe my

wetness over the lips  of her slave until O had managed to clean me completely.

 

I hung there in a state of satiated submission as Mistress M released O's hands

from her collar, told her to  clean herself and her mess up,  then present

herself in position at the base of the throne.  As O crawled off  to do her

bidding, Mistress M released me from the spreader bars and I fell to my hands

and knees at her  feet, kissing her shoes,  expressing my appreciation for her

dominance and my release.

 

She allowed me to worship her for a few minutes before pulling me by the collar

toward her throne on the  platform.  She ordered me into the presentation

position and once more I was displayed before her.  Taking  her gloves off, she

spread her legs wide, undid the crotch of her panties and began to caress

herself, rubbing  her lips, inserting her fingers, transferring the moisture

onto her clitoris........I felt proud that we had  aroused her with our duet of

pain.............and my cock rose steadily again.....I was fixated on

her......watching her take her own pleasure was a torture in and of

itself.........but I remained in position,  aware that I was being granted a

rare privilege.......................

 

"Suck, slave" was all she said as she allowed me to lick and suck her wet

fingers........my now rampant cock  twitched as I tasted the tangy juices of her

arousal....but she quickly went back to her pleasure....

 

I think I could have cum on command again, watching this gorgeous dominant,

sadistic woman take her pleasure while watching me suffer.  Suddenly, Mistress M

stopped and I  felt the presence of O next to me, elbow to elbow, both of us now

in position.................

 

My cock twitched again as she stood before us, our faces even with her

femaleness, our noses inhaling the  seductive and addictive scent that emanated

from her steaming crotch.....she walked away.........

 

I turned my head to O and whispered......"Thank you, O".... She turned to me and

responded............"Don't thank me yet" We both faced straight ahead just as

Mistress M returned.........

 

O' s wrists were locked in front of her and she was prodded with the riding crop

until her head was resting  on Mistress M's chair.  My hands were fastened

behind my back and a black leather hood covered my  whole face, allowing me only

to breathe through my nose and mouth.  I was prodded until I was directly behind

O and could feel her blazing ass cheeks surrounding my cock and  my balls

against those rings in her labia...............a leash was attached to my collar

and I could feel it's  tension move as Mistress M resumed her place on the

throne.

 

"Now for some more fun, my little ones............"...that sexy voice...

 

"O, you get the privilege of tending to my needs with your slut mouth. You are

allowed to orgasm only after I have taken mine. Do you understand, slave O"

 

I heard a muffled but enthusiastic, "Yes, Mistress M"

 

"p, you will keep your cock pressed against O at all times. When I pull on the

leash you will thrust your hips forward. You are NOT to cum....do you

understand, slave p?" "Yes, Mistress M", I responded quickly......

 

"Very well, then, slaves, let's begin!" My collar was jerked forward by the

leash, and my hips followed, pressing my revitalized erection against  fiery

softness, forcing O's mouth into the hot heaven of Mistress M's aroused

pussy........... I kept my cock in contact with O's abused ass as I listened to

the wet sounds of licking and sucking..........I  would have given ANYTHING to

be in O's place........and to be the one who was causing the moans to  emanate

from Mistress M........but I was resigned to my role as the slave p.....to

follow her commands.......and to be the initiator of the final thrusts that

would take my  Mistress over the edge................. I wondered if Mistress M

was caressing her breasts, but I could not see.....I wondered if She was

watching  me, and I licked my lips in the hope of pleasing Her with my

unrequited desire to take O's place......

 

Mistress M began to give O various instructions ...................

"More....lower....higher.....softer....inside.....deeper.....suck.....

....bite.....flick.....harder......right there......." She must have done this

before, I thought to myself.... From time to time I would feel a tug on the

leash and I would push harder on O's behind....and I began to  think about that

slave pussy so close to my hard cock.....and about O's mouth pressed against her

Mistress'  pussy......how I wanted to sink my renewed erection between those

lips with the shiny rings and fuck  her..........how I wanted to feel that moist

tightness as I lunged forward ........how I wanted to please two  pussies with

one cock .........and then.......oh no.....please no......

.........ohmygod........my thoughts had betrayed me.....I felt my balls tighten

and my erection pulse.......I  couldn't hold back.......I tried to forestall the

inevitable but it was impossible......and I surrendered to the

sensation...fully aware that I had disobeyed Her...............

 

I could feel the semen boil out of my balls and I began to push against O's ass

in rhythm with the spasms in  my cock.  I could not tell how much I had expelled

but I could feel it as the wetness started to drip down  O's crack and back onto

my balls................I could not tell if Mistress M was aware of my misdeed,

but I  could hear her moans escalate as my collar was pulled again and again and

again......an action that forced  me to milk my spent cock against the sucking

slave and propel her face against Mistress M's sex in an  steady rhythm.

 

Then I heard the unmistakable sounds of Mistress M's ultimate

release........."Suck.....harder......harder......harder......HARDER.!."

 

...along with a constant moaning hum from Slave O........

 

"MMMMMMMMMM".......then....."Yes, slave !!!!....oooooh...."

 

"more.....more......more......more......mooooooooooore"

 

"AAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE.....ooooohhhhhhhhh.....ooohhhhhhhhh"

 

"AAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE.....ooooohhhhhhhhh.....ooohhhhhhhhh"

 

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH"..............."Very good, slave"

 

And at that very instant, O's body began to tremble as she sought her

reward....she wriggled her ass around

my cock and went into a fit of spasms that sent her over the edge,  her moans

still muffled by her

Mistress' temple...................

 

My feelings of pride for helping both of them reach their climax was soon

tempered by a vicious cut across

both asscheeks............

........Mistress M had risen.............

 

"Slave,  what HAVE you done?"

"It looks like you have disobeyed me"....she paused.....

"You have disobeyed me, haven't you slave p?"

 

"Y-Y-Yes, Mistress M.  I apologize for not being able to control myself.  My

thoughts of being an

instrument for your pleasure overcame me and I could not hold back........"

 

"You will be punished for your insolence........"

 

....I waited.....it came.....another mark of her dominance........

.....another angry welt......another cut from her crop............

 

My head was pushed roughly down to O's ass........

"Clean her, slave.  With your tongue.......quickly....."

 

I feverishly licked and sucked my own ejaculate from O's

body, starting at the top of her ass,  around and over her little rosebud, down

the insides of her trembling

thighs, hoping to earn back some measure of respect from Mistress M as she

continued to spur me on

with occasional searing strokes from her crop.  When I had finished I continued

to lick her pussy lips,

tasting her secretions until...........

 

"Enough, slave........kneel up ".....I complied immediately, cleaning my

lips in the process......Mistress M undid my hands and fastened them once again

to the back of my

collar.........I knew the position now.......

I held my position as she tapped my wet cock and balls with her crop,

amusing herself with my predicament, making me wince and groan with each stroke.

She would alternate

between tapping my balls rapidly, causing me to shudder before her, and lightly

stroking my flacid organ,

moving it up and down and from side to side.

 

From time to time she would bring the end of the crop to my lips and I would

clean my juices from the

leather.

 

"It seems like you enjoy that, slave"....it wasn't a question.......

"Well, slave !!".......another blow to my hanging balls..............

"Yes, Mistress M"........I was shaking now, holding position......

 

.....waiting....waiting......feeling that dammed plug again......

I felt like a slave.....plugged....whipped....punished.....used....

My whole body felt tired as I waited and waited and waited.......

 

Soon I heard whispers, followed by soft footsteps, then the sound of

the door opening and closing.....I couldn't tell if I was alone or not....

Maybe Mistress M was relaxing in her chair, watching me suffer....

Wanting to find out, but afraid of the consequences if I erred, I began to

slowly bring my elbows around

my head............bad decision......

I felt the crop split my balls, the leather loop crashing into the end of the

imbedded plug...........and I quickly

resumed my position with a pained cry..........more

silence......waiting.....waiting......

My endurance was waning, and I began to buckle under the pressure of maintaining

the position......not

wanting to feel another stroke on my balls ....I capitulated with the given

words..............

"Mistress M, please.......gold.....gold....gold...please...Mistress M"

 

Tapping my balls once more to straighten my posture,  She released

my hands from the collar and I was able to regain my composure as I rested on my

hands and knees.  I soon

felt the spike of her boot heel between my shoulder blades as she forced me to

floor and made me lie on my

back.  I was able to rest my weary body and the contact with the cool floor felt

wonderful on my ass.  She

sat on the elevated platform and allowed me the pleasure of worshipping her

heels as she rested............

 

Finally able to collect my thoughts, I realized that I had lost track of

time..........but I felt privileged to be

under her feet....and I hoped that I could manage to continue in her

presence..........................

 

An aura of comfort came over me as I lay under Mistress M's

feet...and I relaxed into the darkness of my hood....content with my

emotions....and happy to be used by such a gorgeous, demanding

and inventive creature....................

 

 

            to be continued in part 5

 

 

 

Appointment in Seattle

 

Part 5  - The Gauntlet

 

She must have read my thoughts.............. Leaning over to my face, she

whispered through the hood........... "It's not over yet, slave.  I have another

task for you to endure. Are you ready to entertain me again, slave?" "Yes,

Mistress M.  I want to amuse you, Mistress" "Kneel up then, slave, and we shall

begin" "Yes, Mistress M", I replied as I rose to my knees......

 

She handed me a glass of water and waited................ "Thank you, Mistress

M"....I said very sincerely as I sipped the cool liquid and listened to her

continue..............

 

"This will not be easy, slave p.  But you must succeed if you wish to be in my

presence again.  Do you  understand, slave?" I remembered the instructions from

Mistress P..... "Yes, Mistress M", I responded with a quiver.......

 

She turned me and undid the crotch strap that went through my butt plug, but the

insidious device was not  removed.......some sort of loop was slipped over my

balls and weighted.   My arms were fastened behind  my back, forearm to forearm,

with several leather straps. Mistress then pulled my head back and applied

lipstick to my trembling mouth.............. "There, there, slave....do not

worry.....You want to please your Mistress, don't you slave?" ..her sexy voice

was thick with sarcasm.. "Y-Y-Yes, Mistress M"....I replied hesitantly, suddenly

afraid of what was to come................ "Be still, slave, or I'll whip your

balls again" I knelt upright, rigid in more ways than one, bound and prepared by

Her for some sort of sordid  spectacle.................

 

I heard the sound of the door opening once again, but this time it took a long

time before it was closed  again......I heard movement.... ...whispers.....the

sound of chain.......the rustling of clothes......the sound of footsteps......my

mind was  reeling once again, excited and afraid all at once......what was going

on?..............I closed my eyes behind  the hood and tried to relax, but my

heart was racing.......... I felt the weight removed from my balls only to be

replaced with something else.....................

 

Suddenly, She was there again.....the gleeful, sadistic Mistress M... Whispering

in my ear..........."Now, we begin, slave.......!!!!!", She ripped the blindfold

from the hood and I  began to adjust to the sparse light in the room.  I was on

the red carpet again, facing the other end of the  room. The carpet was lined on

each side by three black hooded and robed figures, each standing and  holding a

lighted candle.  At the other end of the carpet, just before the door, there was

a large wingback  chair in which sat another person in a similar red outfit.  My

eyes were everywhere, searching for some sort  of clue as to their identities,

but I could not even see their hands as they all wore gloves.............. My

uneasiness must have been obvious as I trembled on display before

them.....trying to be still.....and then  I noticed the chain down the center of

the aisle running from the floor in front of the chair to my balls  .......and I

remembered O and her last words to me...."Don't thank me yet"........

 

Mistress M stepped to the middle of the carpet, shook her pony tail, placed her

hand on her hip, and pointed  toward me with her crop.....

 

"This is slave p.  He has disobeyed my command and allowed himself to orgasm

without permission.   I  have decided that he will have an opportunity to run My

Gauntlet as punishment for his misdeed.  As you all know, there are four stages

to this little diversion of mine.  If he completes all of them, he will be

allowed to return and serve me once more.  If not, all of you will be  free to

use him as you wish for one hour.  After that, he will not be allowed to return.

Since this is his first  time, I will instruct him each step of the way.  If

anyone wishes to leave, they may do so now......."   I looked around at the

figures, but no one made a move......except with their free hands....which were

out of  sight underneath those flowing robes...............

 

I watched a red glove reach for the chain and pick it up slowly...... Link after

link was retrieved until I could feel the pressure begin to build around my

balls......I tried to be  still....knowing that I must not start until

commanded.....more pressure....watching that dreaded metal slide  across the

carpet away from me, rising higher and higher as the tension increased and my

balls were  stretched outward....... I watched Mistress toy with her crop,

pleading her with my eyes to allow me to begin the journey, suddenly  anxious

for the stinging pain that would signal me to start........she didn't disappoint

me........ She advanced upon me quickly, coiled her beautiful body and brought

her whip to bear on my tender ass  with incredible force, propelling me toward

the mysterious gauntlet ahead..........

 

I figured that O was sitting in the chair ahead of me, and the thought of

servicing her sweet pussy again  took some of the pain away from the chain

attached to my balls.   As I began to move over it's length the tension relaxed

and I found it easier to move forward.  I knew what had happened to O when she

hesitated, and I didn't want to be gagged and whipped the length of the carpet.

Moving along on my knees  toward the first pair of strangers, I could still feel

the plug in my ass move although it was no longer  attached to my harness.

 

When I was even with the first pair, Mistress M stood behind me and pulled my

head back.  Extremely  excited, my heart was thumping as  they produced

clothespins which were soon attached to my sore nipples.  Trembling in Mistress'

grip, I  watched with horror as the two of them stepped closer and began

dripping candle wax on my nipples,  sealing the clips to my flesh.  Mistress M

placed her knee in my back and held me still, my moans and  whimpers echoing

through the dark room, until my nipples were entirely coated.  Bringing her

mouth close  to my face, Mistress M commanded me firmly................... "Nod

to your left or right, slave......choose now!"

 

I nodded to my right and the mystery stranger stepped quickly in front of

me.....the robe was parted and I  was confronted with a very bare and moist

pussy.....

 

"Service her, slave !"....I was anticipating the command....... I had my tongue

inside her in an instant....she was dripping wet.... ....hot.....and ready to

explode.......I kept at it until she grabbed the leather of my hood and fucked

my face  mercilessly, obviously excited with the spectacle before her........and

then she came.....and I swallowed her  wet, sticky female juices........my slave

cock rising from the dead........ She continued to use me, making me lick her

clean and suck her dry until I was pulled roughly away  ..............

 

"Stage One has been completed", Mistress M announced.

 

I had barely resumed my position on the carpet when Mistress M's crop slashed

into my ass once more and I resumed the torturous journey toward the red clothed

figure,  pulling more and more of the chain with my stretched balls as I

struggled forward, my mouth sticky, my  cock erect, my nipples pinched and

covered in wax, my spanked and whipped ass on display for those  behind

me......................

 

I was the spectacle, and I reveled in it all....a willing participant in this

meticulously choreographed  scenario of dominance and submission....

 

As I approached the next pair of ominous figures, I wondered who they were, what

their role was to be, and  what the next stage of the gauntlet held in

store.......When I was almost even with them, I felt the  unmistakable feeling

of something pulling on my butt plug.  Looking over my shoulder, I could see a

cord  running from the raised platform directly into the crevice of my ass....As

I moved forward, the cord seemed  to pull on the plug, trying to expel it from

its home.  I tightened my muscle and continued the journey,  constantly made

aware of the increasing burden I was pulling with my balls............

 

As soon as we had reached the next pair, Mistress M  pulled my head back and I

felt two more pairs of  hands on my body, leaning me back against the floor,

pulling my knees apart and exposing my crotch.......It  must have been the first

pair, I thought to myself, just before I felt the first fiery drop of wax land

on my  cock, causing me to squirm in my human bondage........This new pair

coated my genitals with the hot wax  until I was yelping and moaning constantly,

calling ....  ....."Mistress...Mistress....Mistress..." Speaking those sweet

words helped me to absorb the pain and relax into the torture.............eager

once again  complete the test..............

 

Soon I was returned upright on my knees and Mistress M's voice was at my ear,

commanding me once  again ............ "Choose, slave.  Left or

right..........Now! " I nodded toward the robed figure of the left and was

immediately confronted with another task......  "Service it, slave", Mistress M

commanded................. As the stranger turned around, gloved hands parted

the robe and my face was mere inches from a woman's  soft and round buttocks.

Leaning forward, I began to lavish her ass with soft kisses, then started to

lick up and down the crack.   When I tried to get my tongue on her little hole,

she leaned forward and spread her legs wider, giving me  greater access to her

nether region.  I licked around her rosebud and teased the opening with the tip

of my  tongue, gathering saliva and preparing her for the intrusion.  I could

hear little moans as she started to touch  herself at the same time.  Teasing

her a little, I held back until Mistress M became impatient and landed  another

blow across my blazing ass, forcing my hooded head into her wet crack.  I

speared her anus and  tongue fucked her quivering hole until she went over the

edge, frigging herself furiously, her legs quivering  with her orgasm.  When she

was finished, she straightened up and slowly returned to her position beside

me.........

 

The excitement of servicing these women had aroused me so much that my cock was

once again rock hard,  an obvious indication to all around that I was a

slave........happy to serve in any way I could.....

 

"Stage Two is completed", Mistress M announced proudly..... With another slash

to spur me on, I resumed the awkward movement on my knees toward the end of the

gauntlet, suddenly aware that I was half way there.........not only by my

position, but by the pain in my balls  as they were now towing half of the heavy

chain.  With my balls pulled behind me, my erect, wax covered  cock was pointing

straight ahead and bobbing from side to side with each movement.  I could feel

the wax  around the clothespins on my nipples crack as I moved closer to the

next pair of strangers and I realized  that, although the pressure to expel the

plug was increasing, the cord seemed to stretch as I moved forward  toward stage

three.

 

I finally reached the last pair of robed figures, a mere six feet from the red

stranger............I tried to see who  it was but the flowing costume made it

impossible.  I was extremely aroused now,  aware of nearing the  end of the

gauntlet......excited and afraid at the same time.  I was happy to pause and

reduce the weight on  my balls, although it felt like the cord on the butt plug

had reached its limit.

 

I felt Mistress M's gloved hand cover my mouth as she pulled my head back once

more, causing the wax- covered clothespins to protrude from my chest.  I flicked

my eyes from side to side as the two strangers  produced small whips from their

pockets and stepped closer to my restrained and abused body.  My eyes  went wide

with horror and I started to moan as they began to twirl the whips in rapid

circles just beyond the  tips of the pins, gradually getting closer and closer

to those extensions of my nipples...............then......... I felt Mistress M

nod her head behind me and those leather strands came crashing down with vicious

force  on the ends of the clothespins. I screamed into her gloved hand as she

held me tighter....nodding once more......and again I felt the biting  pain as

the clothespins were whipped from my body, sending wax flying, wrenching a final

guttural scream  from my heaving body............and she released me........

 

Mistress M stepped to the side .....all I could do was moan............. The

sadistic robed duo surrounded me front and back and once more I was facing the

crotch of a  stranger............................ ..............and smelling

something strangely familiar...

 

My head spun around when I heard Mistress M's next words........... "Service

this cock, slave.........." I couldn't do it......I panicked......and shook my

head.......... "I know you like the taste, slave.  Obey Me now...!!" And I

suddenly remembered Mistress P and her letter........

 

---"Obey Mistress M as you would obey Me " -----

 

"NOW, slave.........for hesitating at my command you will be whipped until you

swallow his cum !!" I gazed around just in time to see the narrow leather paddle

arc through the air and land on my red  ass.......and I caught a glimpse as the

robe split partially open with the effort.....gold rings!!!!!......O !

 

As O lit into me again, I turned forward to find a thick throbbing erect cock in

front of my lips.........and I  opened wide and sucked it in..... I tasted the

salty maleness and felt the blood pulsing through its length.....I licked up and

down, all over his  balls, then began to take it further and further down my

throat, looking up to facilitate its entry.

 

Faster and faster I sucked and sucked as the blows from O rained down on my

punished ass in a steady  rhythm.  She was relentless in her revenge, and I

strove to drive him to the finish before she drew blood.   The sounds of leather

on wet flesh, sucking, coughing and gagging filled the room as the ordeal

continued  unabated.  I let his maleness spear my slave mouth as I drew my

cheekbones in and massaged his rigid  organ until he finally grabbed my hood and

used me as a receptacle for his exploding lust.....spewing his  seed down my

ravaged throat as my eyes watered.  I continued to suck the juices from his

softening cock  until I had cleaned him completely and he pulled away from the

intense sensation..... ......and the whipping stopped........

 

I bent forward in supplication, my face on the floor, coughing and sputtering, a

whipped slave who had  been thoroughly used, abused and humiliated in front of

half a dozen strangers. I remained in that position  for a minute or two,

moaning and sobbing continuously, amusing them all with the spectacle of my

ordeal  as I struggled to retain that dammed plug.......

 

"Stage Three is completed".....I heard her voice again....... Then I felt her

lift me up by my collar to a kneeling position once again......and I tried to

focus on the red  robed figure in front of me....

 

But all I could see was a large black phallus protruding from the red robe, a

gloved hand stroking it slowly  and suggestively...................

 

Mistress M was at my ear again, her voice soothing.............. "You are almost

done, slave." "Are you ready for the final test?".........I couldn't

answer............" "Slave, answer me or you must leave forever...." I found the

words......."Yes, Mistress M......I'm ready............" "Good, slave....now

move forward and worship the phallus before you" "Yes, Mistress M", I replied

through gritted teeth as I moved slowly forward on my sore knees.

 

I could feel my balls stretch again with the weight of the chain and I knew I

was in danger of losing the  plug at any time....the pressure to expel was

getting stronger and stronger.....I probably would have used my  safeword if I

had not been in control of my own ordeal, but I found that the sight of the red

glove on the  phallus renewed my erection and increased my determination to

complete Mistress M's gauntlet.

 

Grunting and moaning with each movement, I was suddenly aware that the six dark

robed figures had  closed in on me.....Petrified that they would exact some

penalty for my slowness, I tried to pick up the  tempo.....only to realize that

I was being held back by the taut elastic connected to my butt plug........

 

A high heeled shoe suddenly appeared from underneath the red robe.......

.......and I heard Mistress M's voice once again................... "Kiss the

shoe, slave" Three simple words.....but Mistress M knew that they would force me

once again to be the instrument of  my own debasement..................

.......to be concluded in part six........

 

 

 

Appointment in Seattle

 

Part 6 - Finale

 

A mere two feet from me, I leaned forward and reached out with my lips toward

the red leather on the floor  .....oh my god.......six more inches..... As my

head descended toward the shoe, my ass rose higher and higher  and I could feel

the plug begin to dislodge itself.  I wriggled my ass from side to side to as I

sought to obey  her command.   When my tongue finally touched the shoe I

received a hard slap on each cheek of my ass.  The blows forced me forward and

when the wide bulb passed through my sphincter the tapered plug shot of  my

aching asshole with incredible force and flew backwards down the

carpet............

 

AAARRRRRGGGHHHHHH...........AAAAAAAHHHHHHH....came my guttural response as I

felt the  sudden emptiness in my ass.  Finally able to reach the red shoe, I

covered the toe with my mouth, sealing  my lips and using it to muffle my moans

I felt the muscles start to contract......

 

The spike of a heel between my shoulder blades kept my face down as I felt hands

behind me all over my  cock, balls and ass.  They removed the contraption from

my balls, freeing me from the weight of the chain.   They caressed and stroked

my cock and cleaned and lubricated my ass once more, keeping me wide open with

their slippery fingers........................  It felt so wonderful and

soothing, and I continued to moan constantly, kissing the shoe, thinking that I

knew  what would come next........... ............or go........my anal

virginity......I was certain that I was to be deflowered in front of them all as

the  final stage in Mistress M's gauntlet.

 

My cock was hard and my ass swaying as I gave in to the sensations.... ..the

taste and smell of leather.....the smell from my lips.....the spike  heel on my

back......the sight of the black phallus through the red robe.....the sound of

the rustling of black  robes.....the perfume of Mistress M.....the sight of her

exertion when she had whipped O and I......the  feeling of ecstasy as O sucked

me dry.....the taste and smell and fullness of servicing another man's

organ....the taste of Mistress P and myself as she rode my face last

night.....the pull of the steel balls on my nipples as O and I competed against

one another.....the heat from  my ass as Mistress M had spanked me for Mistress

P to begin the scene .. .....that all seemed so long ago......

 

Suddenly the spike was removed from my back and Mistress M pulled me up by my

collar until I was  staring once again at the instrument of my

defloration.......the red gloved hand still stroking it's glistening

length..... "Suck it slave, make it VERY, VERY wet !!"..... Mistress M was at it

again.......that sexy, sadistic voice.......... I moved toward it and opened my

mouth wide, took as much as I could and backed it out, licking and  sucking all

the while...trying to make it as wet as possible.......in total submission to my

fate in this  spectacle......

 

I felt Mistress M attach a leash to my collar as I bobbed my head and tried to

apply as much saliva as  possible to the black phallus.........

 

Then she spoke again........in my ear......firmly......three words.............

"TURN AROUND, SLAVE !"........ohmygod, I thought...... "Yes, Mistress M", I

replied with hesitation As I turned around, she moved in front of me, keeping

the leash taught. My hands were freed from behind me and fell loosely to my

sides...... "Crawl along, slave"...was all she said as she led me back down the

carpet like a lamb to slaughter, my  whipped ass on display for the first time

to the red robed stranger with the wet phallus..............

 

The black robes were moving something toward us as she led me  down the aisle.

They set it down before her and I could see that it  was a leather covered

sawhorse with rings on each of the legs...... "Stand up, slave...." "Yes,

Mistress M"....and I did, glad to be off my aching knees........ She pulled me

to the horse bent me over it.  The black robes were all over me, securing my

hands and feet  to the legs on either side, then stepping to the sides of the

carpet.........I was left that way while the leash  was removed and Mistress M

strode up to her throne, sat down and ceremoniously lit a cigarette......

 

I heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching from behind and I tried to

relax my body over the horse,  resigned to my apparent fate.   All was quiet in

the room except the sound of those small, slow, steps and I  felt my cock harden

with the delicious and mysterious anticipation.

 

I could see the red robe moving past me as I craned my neck to the left.

Continuing around me,  she moved in front of my face as I followed her with my

eyes and open  mouth........wanting to make sure that it was still wet......a

red glove tousled my hair as the phallus was  introduced to my lips once

more......and pushed forcefully inside........I was unable to look up at all but

could see her gloves starting to undo the sash around her waist.....and with a

flourish.....the soft robe  dropped to the floor around her..........and I could

see the black leather harness that held the realistic phallus,  complete with

balls.........and.......I noticed...........that she was wearing green silk

panties underneath the leather............ohmygod..... ...my eyes flew open as I

realized........and suddenly the cock was withdrawn from my mouth.......and I

cried  out..........."Mistress P !"

 

"Yes, slave.....and I'm going to fuck your ass now, SLAVE !!"

 

Mistress P didn't waste any time getting behind me and guiding the tip of that

artificial cock into my virgin  orifice.......I was so slippery and trained from

the butt plug that the first few inches sank into my depths  easily. I felt

something stretched and pulled over my erection and then the steady rhythmic

thrusting of my wife,  my Mistress P, further and further into my anal cavity,

massaging my prostate gland, making me shake and  tremble in my tight bondage.

She grabbed my sore ass and took me, fucked me for her pleasure, raping my

asshole with that extension of her dominance. I was so excited that she was here

and my cock throbbed as I tried to push my ass back into her thrusts,  trying to

signal my complete submission to her desires.......I could feel her excitement

as the grip on my ass  became tighter and tighter, her thrusts longer and

deeper, her little feminine noises higher and higher  pitched.......I wanted to

increase her pleasure through my screams and moans of pain and pleasure.......

 

"AAAAARRRRRGGHHHH......please FUCK your slave, Mistress P !"

"AAAAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.....oooohhhhhh.......Mistress..."

"UUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH....thank you, Miiiiiissssstresssssss!"

"AAAAHHH........OOOHHHHH......use my ass, Mistress P......."

"EEEEE......OOOOOO......OOOOOO.....AAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEE"   She was pounding

furiously now, abusing my whipped ass once more with each heavy thrust into my

soul..............her hips must have been a blur,  and I hoped she was enjoying

the sight of that black phallus  pistoning into my open hole.  I looked around

to see the others moaning aloud, their hands inside their

robes...........Mistress M, however, was calmly enjoying her cigarette, although

I could see her breasts rising  and falling in the excitement of the spectacle

before her..........

 

I don't remember what came out of my mouth as Mistress P found her release and

filled my throbbing ass  with the length of that latex tool..... I do remember

the feeling when she announced her orgasm by forcing  the length of the phallus

deep inside me as she shook, trembled, and quivered......her breath coming in

short  panting gasps..............

 

She held me still as she slowly withdrew until only the tip was inside me and I

was begging for  more.........."Please, Mistress P.   Pleeeease"   She only said

two words as the entire length was shoved forward......... "Come,

slave"........and that was all it took.....I was conditioned to wait for her

command.....and when it  came I felt the cum boil out of my balls and  explode

out of my throbbing cock and into the condom that surrounded it..........

 

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH.......Thank you, Mistress P" "You're very welcome, slave

p...........anytime.....", she said cheerily as the phallus was slowly removed

from my distended anus..............

 

I watched Mistress M rise through my glazed eyes.........

 

"The final stage has been completed !!!!"...she announced to all......... She

clapped one, twice, three times.............................. In an instant, all

of the black robed figures walked past me and out the door.........which closed

behind  them..........................

 

Mistress M walked right up to my face, her crotch level with me...... I could

smell her excitement........Mistress P reached down to my shrinking cock and

removed the  condom.......she moved next to  Mistress M ..............and

slapped my face.....once.......twice...... I realized my error...........raising

my head as high as I could....... "Thank you, Mistress M for allowing me to

entertain you" The words were barely out of my mouth before Mistress P plunged

the used condom into it............"Clean it, slave !"  I did.  Quickly.  Not

wanting to incur her wrath again after such an ordeal..... When I was done

Mistress P took it from my outstretched tongue.

 

"You have done well, slave p.  Not all of my slaves are allowed to attempt the

Gauntlet......and not all who  do complete the four stages......" Fine praise

indeed........."Thank you, Mistress M"

 

"Mistress M, thank you for helping train my slave.  I hope that he has provided

you with some amusement  today.  And thank you for all of the ideas you have

given me.  I'm sure that I will try all of them at one time  or another"

 

"You are very welcome Mistress P.  He is a true submissive.  He lives only to

obey those who wish to  dominate him.  I found it pleasurable to challenge him

and my slave O to a test of endurance earlier.  You  are  welcome to bring him

back any time if you wish.  I'm sure that we can amuse ourselves together at his

expense!"

 

Together they released me from the horse and I dropped to my hands and knees,

worshipping their shoes as  they stood together.............. Mistress P leashed

me and began to lead me from the room........ "Come along, slave.  You need to

be cleaned up............" "Yes, Mistress P" She led me like a dog on all fours

down the carpet and out of the room, down the hall and back into room "A".  I'm

sure that Mistress M watched my red and whipped ass waggle  with a sense of

sadistic pride...............

 

Mistress removed my harness and left me to clean myself up................

"Clean yourself and dress, slave.   You have thirty minutes........" "Yes,

Mistress P"....and she was gone............

 

I soaped and cleaned my abused body very slowly as I relived the experiences in

my mind.......calmly  content and very grateful for the opportunity to have

served them both...............full of respect for the power  of their dominance

over me.......

 

I found my clothes neatly stacked on a table.   O must have done this, I thought

to myself, for the gold  panties were there.  She must have taken them when she

gone to prepare for the Gauntlet !

 

I dressed and waited for Mistress P.   When I heard voices coming, I dropped to

my knees and placed my  hands behind my head, elbows out and back

straight...........wanting to please................

 

The door opened and Mistress P and Mistress M entered, now wearing their regular

clothes.  They were  joined by another woman who I did not recognize......was it

her ass I had worshipped earlier.....or did she  have gold rings like O ?  I

blushed as she smiled straight at me, then went to the other side of the room

where there was a table.........

 

She produced a leather attache and opened it, pulled out some papers and began

to show them to the two  Mistresses...........

 

They ignored me as I remained in position before them......... I couldn't hear

them well but I could see them point at the papers, nodding or shaking their

heads from time  to time.........

 

Finally I could see them all nodding in agreement, and the papers were put back

into the case............

 

Mistress P strode over to my trembling body.............

 

"Get up, slave" "Yes, Mistress P"   I stood, unsure of what was

happening........ "We're leaving now, slave.  Come along" ....and she opened the

door. I began to follow her as she stopped suddenly, turned and asked......

 

"Guess what......I've changed my mind......I DO want his nipples pierced. Can

you do it when I bring him back for the tattoo?"

 

"Sure, it just takes a little longer"....the stranger responded.....

 

I looked at her wide-eyed, suddenly afraid.

 

"OK.  Thanks.  See you soon.  Good-bye"

 

As I followed my wife, my Mistress P, out of the room the fear was replaced with

anticipation as I knew  that I would be returning at least one more time to be

before the sadistic Mistress M..................

 

                                   The End

 

  

  

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