Pilar was happy to oblige. I think, from talking to her subsequently, that she's not really bisexual, but she got enjoyment from dominating another girl under the direction of Aidan. It was exciting to her to feel Beth under the control of both of them. And once Beth was naked she would be even more submissive, Pilar felt sure.
Pilar removed all Beth's clothes. Aidan put his hand on the back of Beth's neck and pushed her down over the arm of the sofa so that her face was buried in the cushions.
'Will you fetch my tawse for me, Pilar?'
I remember Pilar telling me that Aidan had what she called a 'particularly nasty weapon', a leather tawse which had been given him by another dom. Pilar said she hated it; the tawse delivered a really painful, stinging blow, and she said Aidan took a sadistic delight in seeing how much it made a girl squeal and hop around. Doubtless Pilar was glad that this time she was not to be the recipient.
'Hold her hands,' Aidan said to Pilar after she had given him the tawse.
Pilar sat on the sofa and took Beth's hands firmly in hers. She bent and kissed Beth on the cheek. Aidan stood and measured the distance. He raised his arm and brought it down accurately on the centre of Beth's bottom.
'Jeez!' exclaimed Beth. It was a lot harder than she was expecting. Pilar could feel her trying to get her hands free, doubtless so she could rub her bottom, but Pilar held her firm. Aidan raised his arm again. The tawse smacked against Beth's buttocks. Already there were red marks on top of the pinkness from the handspanking. Beth yelped and tried to wriggle free, but Aidan was relentless, spanking her with the tawse perhaps a score of times. At last he set it down.
'That was just to get you warmed up and in the mood,' he said. 'Are you ready to please me now?'
'Yes, sir,' Beth said quietly.
'Bring her over here,' Aidan said, sitting back down in his chair. Pilar got Beth to her feet and led her across.
'On her knees,' Aidan said.
Pilar pushed Beth down between Aidan's outstretched legs.
'You know what I want,' Aidan said to Pilar.
'Of course,' she said. She unzipped him, reached inside and took out his cock. It was hard already. Beth told me later it was a very nice cock, quite long and thick. Pilar pushed Beth's head down.
'Suck sir's cock, like a good girl,' Pilar said. She pressed her hand on the back of Beth's neck as Beth went to work. Matthew had trained her to be a pretty skilled cock-sucker by this time. Of course each man likes it differently, some slow and sensual, some hard and fast. Pilar knew exactly what Aidan's pleasure was, and in a quiet but firm voice gave Beth instructions: lick here, suck there, just a little faster, now kiss his balls, and so forth. There's no doubt Pilar derived great pleasure from directing this pretty girl to give her husband service. As she said to me later, maybe there was a twinge or two of jealousy, but at least it was all done right under my nose, not behind my back, and I had a hand in it. And I got pleasure from knowing I was giving him such a lovely gift.'
Aidan got to his feet and began to push his cock more forcefully into Beth's mouth, right to the back of her throat. She was half choking. He pulled it part-way back out, and then thrust it back in, even harder.
'Good girl,' he said.
Beth did her best to take his whole cock into her mouth. Pilar watched approvingly. Aidan pulled his cock out.
'Fetch her collar now,' he said to Pilar.
Pilar went into the bedroom and came back out with a pink leather dog-collar. It was decorated with rhinestone studs. Aidan held it up to Beth as she knelt on the floor.
'Have you been collared, little girl?' he asked.
'No, sir,' she said. It was true. Though Matthew had bought her a collar, he'd never in fact used it.
'Very well,' said Aidan. 'It's time you were. Nothing like a collar to ensure good behaviour.'
He showed Beth that the collar had a dog-tag attached; on it was engraved Beth's name and the words 'owned by Annabel and Matthew'. Beth was thrilled by this. Aidan buckled the collar round Beth's neck. Pilar then handed him a matching leash; he fastened it to the collar and gave it a tug, pulling Beth's head up.
He handed the leash back to Pilar. 'Take her for a walk,' he said.
Pilar led Beth round the room on her knees, occasionally tugging hard on the leash to hurry her along. Pilar brought her back to where Aidan had seated himself. His cock was still exposed and erect.
'Round again,' Aidan said. He ordered a third circuit of the room before taking the leash from Pilar and pulling Beth behind him into the bedroom, Pilar following. He put Beth up on the bed, kneeling, her ass facing outwards.
'I'm going to fuck you now, little girl,' he said. 'Your owner has given you to me to do as I like with, and it pleases me to sink my cock into you. After I've done this we'll play a few more games.'
'Yes, sir,' said Beth. She turned her head and watched as Pilar put a condom on Aidan's cock and guided his cock to the opening of Beth's cunt. Aidan pushed himself in slowly, Beth grunting as she felt the cock go in deep. Once he was in all the way, Aidan held himself still for a moment, then began to thrust into Beth in a regular rhythm. Pilar went and sat beside Beth, holding her face in her hands, kissing her.
'He's getting so much pleasure from this,' Pilar whispered to her. 'I like him to have what he wants.'
Aidan fucked Beth steadily, finally ejaculating in her. He pulled out and slipped off the condom.
'You're a sweet little girl, with a lovely cunt,' he said. 'Very good to fuck.'
Aidan had Beth lie on the bed, with Pilar between them.
'What do you think of Pilar?' Aidan asked Beth.
'She's lovely,' Beth said. She stroked Pilar's breasts.
'Does your owner ever fuck you in the ass?' Aidan asked her.
'Yes, sir, he has done. But not often.' Beth looked wistful for a moment. 'Actually he doesn't fuck me all that often, in any way. It's mostly discipline. And I get to masturbate on his instructions.'
'I see,' said Aidan. 'I fuck Pilar a lot. Don't I?' he asked her.
'Yes, you do,' said Pilar, smiling at the thought.
'I like to fuck her in the ass,' Aidan said. 'I like to keep her in training for that.'
'How do you do that?' Beth asked.
Aidan got off the bed, went over to a suitcase and came back with a large black butt-plug.
'Do you know what this is?'
Beth looked at it curiously. 'It's to go in the bottom?"
'That's right. Would you like to put it in for her?'
Pilar began to blush. She looked at Aidan as if she wished he wouldn't order that, but he had clearly made up his mind. He'd also brought over some lubricant.
'I don't think I know how,' Beth said dubiously.
'There's no great trick to it,' Aidan said. 'First put lots of lube into her ass.'
Pilar was blushing more than ever. Aidan pushed her onto her tummy and spread her legs. He squirted some lube onto Beth's finger.
'Work it up inside her,' he said.
Cautiously Beth put her finger against Pilar's anus. Her finger was so slippery that it went in with very little pressure. Beth had never done anything like this before; it was strange but exciting. Pilar wriggled a little and made some noises. Aidan told Beth to put more lube in. Then he gave her the plug.
'Put plenty of lube on it,' he said, 'then press it against her ass. Keep pressing gently and it will start to go in.'
Evidently Pilar was well trained in how to take a butt-plug, so Beth, despite her inexperience, managed to get it lodged in Pilar's ass without too much trouble. But it was clear Pilar found the whole thing acutely embarrassing. Doubtless that was the whole point as far as Aidan was concerned, to force her to submit to this young girl in a most intimate manner. Some doms, I know, get more pleasure from the humiliation of their submissive than from spanking or other kinds of pain. Forcing a girl to do something she's ashamed to do, especially forcing her to do it in front of others is a graphic demonstration of their power over her. A
nd there is no doubt some submissives are extremely aroused by such things.
While Pilar was lying on the bed with the butt plug inserted, Aidan played around with Beth a little more, getting her to suck his cock again as Pilar watched, and then making Beth masturbate in front of him while he and Pilar watched. Like Pilar, Beth was aroused at being forced to do humiliating things. She would often whine and protest, but in truth I think it was usually a tactic designed to provoke Matthew into even more explicit and shaming demands. Aidan insisted Beth masturbate until she came, then he made Pilar jerk him off onto Beth's face.
When it was time for Matthew and I to pick up Beth, Aidan brought her downstairs. Pilar decided to stay in the room and take a shower. Matthew asked Aidan if Beth had been well-behaved.
'Yes,' said Aidan. 'She's been a very good little girl, very good indeed. You are lucky to own her.'
Beth beamed.
'Say thank you to the kind gentleman for your afternoon, Beth,' Matthew ordered.
'Thank you, sir, for letting me be your plaything,' said Beth, then kissed Aidan on the cheek.
It was a pleasant evening and the park was nearby. We decided to take Beth for a walk. We found a secluded spot to sit down, and Matthew ordered Beth to tell us the details of what had been done at the hotel. As she recounted her activities, Matthew put his hand up her skirt. I looked around, but there was no one watching.
'I hope,' said Matthew, 'that you did only what was asked of you, and that you did not volunteer suggestions of your own. Because that would be slutty.'
'No, my owner,' Beth said earnestly. 'I was not slutty at all. I simply did what the nice man wanted.'
I could see from where I was sitting that Matthew now had his hand inside Beth's knickers.
'I think when I get you home I had better give you a spanking all the same, just to be sure,' he said.
'Oh, that's not fair!' Beth cried. 'I really was good.'
'Beth,' I said, 'surely you know by now it's not about fairness, not in the conventional sense. It's about what's good for you. And Matthew knows best.'
Beth sighed. 'I suppose so.'
'The spanking will be to remind you that although you have been loaned out this afternoon, you are still an owned girl.'
'Yes,' said Beth dutifully. 'I am glad of that.'
Matthew's hand continued to work in Beth's knickers. She was beginning to get that glassy look she had when she was near orgasm.
'Come now,' said Matthew suddenly.
There was a pause, then Beth gave a little gasp and I saw her thighs clench together and her hips rocked back and forth. Then she was still.
'Good girl,' Matthew said.
Chapter Six
Later, Beth would have further meetings with Aidan and Pilar, but before that she was to have a real-life encounter with Charles, her online friend. He informed us that he was taking a trip to New York. Would we care to meet him? Matthew replied that we should be delighted to see him. Charles asked if Beth might be made available to him. Matthew replied that undoubtedly Charles would be given a display of her charms, but that certain restrictions would be placed on what might be done with her.
As time went on, it was becoming clearer to me that Matthew was changing; his attitude towards Beth became more possessive. I don't know whether the experience of lending her to Pilar and Aidan had a particular effect on him, or whether it simply crystallised a tendency which was already present, to think of Beth as his exclusive possession. Of course in a sense she was. That was the whole point of our experiment with her, to make her aware of herself as an owned girl. But initially the idea was that, although of course Matthew and I would derive pleasure from having Beth as our pet (and who would not like to have a pretty girl at their beck and call, available for use sexually whenever one liked?), it was nonetheless to be done for her benefit. But increasingly it seemed as though owning Beth was an end in itself, not a means of reeducating this willing but wayward girl so that eventually she would be better equipped to find happiness. And I have to say that, though I do not believe that I was exactly jealous of Beth, it did seem that she was now taking up an inordinate amount of Matthew's time and energy, to the extent that my own relationship with him took second place. We rarely had sex now, and indeed I saw little of him unless Beth was present too.
Beth had problems with her family, she couldn't get along with her mother, and so Matthew suggested that she come to live with us, just as a temporary measure. The result was that she was with us morning, noon and night. I wasn't sure that this was healthy, for any of us. Once or twice I tried to raise the subject with Matthew, but he seemed not to understand the problem. It was only for a month or so, and then Beth would get her own place, he said. But in the course of that month he appeared to want to possess her totally, to the extent that often she ended up sleeping in our bed. Sometimes Beth slept in the middle, and on occasion I found myself caressing her before we slept, even encouraging her to pleasure me with her tongue (which by now she had become highly skilled at delivering orgasms either to me or to Matthew). Matthew in no way discouraged me from making use of Beth in this way. But often it seemed to so happen that he was the one in the middle, with the result that Beth was not nearly so available to me physically. It was Matthew who used her, while I watched, or listened in the dark to the sounds of their pleasure.
I think anyone's tolerance might have been tested by such a situation. I tried my best to suppress my jealousy, telling myself that what we were doing was good for Beth, and that it would be harmful to her if she felt that she was coming between Matthew and me. After a month she did indeed find her own apartment, and that did relieve the pressure somewhat. But it also meant that there was a place that Matthew could go to if he wanted to be alone with her, and increasingly it seemed that he did.
I made a point of going round to Beth's place on my own from time to time. And when I did, I asserted myself, making Beth demonstrate her obedience to me. I would have her kneel and crawl across the floor to me, then I'd have her rest her head in my lap while I stroked her hair and fondled her neck. I'd talk to her in low tones, asking her if she was my good little girl, if she enjoyed being my pet, if she wanted to please me. She assured me that she did. And sometimes I would let her demonstrate this. I'd lie on the sofa and have her very slowly strip me below the waist, have her caress my thighs and kiss my belly and then perform cunnilingus, instructing her all the while on exactly what to do, where to kiss and lick, how fast, how hard. If she did well and pleased me a lot, I would give her little treats afterwards. Perhaps I would have brought some chocolate, which I would give her by making her sit up and beg, then dropping pieces in her mouth. Sometimes I bought her clothes, pretty little pairs of knickers which I would have her model for me. I'd take pictures of her, looking cute, but occasionally I'd want obscene pictures in which, to her great embarrassment, she would be ordered to display her cunt or even her asshole. If she protested I would sometimes threaten that I would tell Matthew. I remembered how my mother used to threaten us kids by saying, 'just you wait till your father comes home'. It amused me to think I was behaving to Beth in much the same way. And sometimes, if she was difficult, I really would report back to Matthew, and she would be summoned to account for herself, standing in the middle of the room with her skirt lifted up to her waist while he sat in a chair, scolding her while I listened, and then usually spanking her as punishment, after she had apologised to me.
By the time Charles came to visit, Beth was established in her own place. But Matthew's attitude towards lending her to Charles was noticeably different from what had happened when Pilar and Aidan visited. Charles was to be allowed an intimate experience with Beth, but only while Matthew was present. And it was made clear that he would not be allowed to fuck her. At first I believed that these restrictions were in answer to some misgivings Beth herself had. Charles was, after all, an older man, and perhaps she did not feel sure she could respond to him in quite the way she had to Aidan (who clearl
y had taken her fancy). But I'm inclined to think with the benefit of hindsight that it was in fact Matthew himself who did not want to give Charles unfettered access to his owned girl. He liked the idea of demonstrating his ownership to Charles, of showing her off, as it were. And he was kinky enough to get pleasure from the sexual dynamics that any group-sex scenario threw up. Additionally, he was a dom, after all, and he enjoyed making Beth do what he wanted, not what she chose to do. But having said that, he would not make her go all the way.
Perhaps he also derived additional pleasure from withholding her to the extent that she was not to be penetrated. The psychology of doms is sometimes opaque to me, but I think I understand in part how their minds work. They like to show another man their property, and demonstrate how totally they possess it by lending it out. But at the same time they like to remind the other man who is in charge. Imposing certain restrictions serves to emphasise their power.
Nevertheless, there was to be an encounter. As with Pilar and Aidan, we arranged to meet Charles at a restaurant. Beth was, as usual, in a short skirt and, I recall, a muslin blouse that gave a hint of her underwear beneath. Charles clearly found her charming. He plied her with all manner of questions, mostly of a highly personal nature. I think he was deliberately trying to embarrass her and make her blush, and once or twice he succeeded. I remember at one point he asked her how her sexual habits had changed since she became owned.
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