“You are a slut and my slave,” Krista said. “Say it.”
Miranda closed her eyes as tears leaked down her face. “I’m not,” Miranda said. “I’m a top.
“SAY IT!” Krista yelled, smacking the crop against Miranda’s pussy several times.
“I’M A SLUT AND YOUR SLAVE!” Miranda yelled.
“And you love it,” Krista said, blowing on Miranda’s pussy to ease some of the fire created by the crop.
“And I love it,” Miranda whispered.
“And you will do as I command,” Krista said.
“I will,” Miranda said, defeated.
“Then you will come,” Krista said, leaning back down and sucking on Miranda’s clit until cries of ecstasy echoed through the room.
As Miranda’s cries slowly ceased, Krista scooted up to the top of the bed and untied the pillowcases. She rolled Miranda over onto her stomach and lifted her hips, exposing the two vibrators, still buzzing inside.
“Making you come turned me on slut,” she said, pulling the two vibrators out. “Go find me something else to play with that will make both of us come.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, hopping off the bed. Krista remembered the first time she had done anal and how hard it was to walk immediately after. She obviously hadn’t done her job well enough if Miranda was able to hop around like that. She was going to have to rectify that. Miranda returned a minute later with an odd configuration of straps and some strange looking vibrators.
“This is a double ended dildo with a strap on harness, Mistress,” Miranda said. “It will make both of us come.”
Krista stood, intrigued.
“Put it on me, slut,” she said.
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, coming over to where Krista was standing.
Krista spread her legs with her hand on her hips, looking down as Miranda knelt in front of her. This was exactly what she had in mind, although she thought it would surprise Miranda to know how she planned to use it.
Miranda took the double ended dildo and turned on the vibrator inside. She leaned forward and licked Miranda’s pussy lips to get them wet, then slipped the toy inside. Holding it with one hand, she put the harness on around it, slipping the other end of the dildo through the hole in the design. Miranda fastened the thigh straps and looked up at Krista.
“You look hot,” Miranda said, reaching up to squeeze Krista’s breast.
“I didn’t say you could touch me slut,” Krista said, smacking Miranda’s hand away. This dildo was her favorite out of all the ones she’d felt and she couldn’t wait to see how it worked on the two of them together. “Get on the bed, on your knees.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda replied, complying.
“You want me to fuck you with this?” Krista asked Miranda. “To shove it deep inside you?”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, “Please fuck me.”
Krista smacked Miranda on her ass as she slid the dildo into Miranda’s dripping pussy.
“That’s what you want?” Krista asked, pumping a few times and enjoying the way the vibration pushed harder against her clit at the height of each thrust. “To be fucked like a little slut.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda replied, breathing hard now.
Krista pulled the strap on out of Miranda’s pussy and positioned it against Miranda’s other hole.
“How about here?” Krista asked. The strap on was much larger than the vibe that had been in Miranda’s ass before.
“I don’t know Mistress,” Miranda said.
Krista slowly pushed the tip of the vibrator into Miranda’s ass.
“Play with your clit, slut,” Krista said. “Because I’m fucking your ass.”
Miranda reached down and began to manipulate her clit, fingers twiddling, back and forth. Krista thrust into Miranda with one long stroke, forcing a scream from Miranda’s throat.
“Take it slut,” Krista said, pulling out and slamming the fake cock back inside Miranda’s ass. “You know you want it.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, breathing hard.
“You like that it hurts?” Krista said, grabbing onto Miranda’s hips and pounding into her repeatedly. She could feel the resistance changing and knew that Miranda’s hole was opening up.
“Yes,” Miranda said. “Hurt me Mistress. Use me.”
“You are a fucking slut, Miranda,” Krista said, hammering away, feeling her orgasm building. Between the vibrations running through her clit and the dildo impaling her pussy, she was going crazy. But talking dirty to Miranda was pushing her over the edge. “My slut and my slave and I am going to wreck this ass of yours. You won’t be able to hop around then.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Miranda said. “Oh god! Fuck me Mistress. Fuck me hard.”
“That’s right,” Krista said. “Take this fucking slut. You like me fucking your asshole don’t you.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, as her body started to tremble.
“Don’t you come yet slut,” Krista said. “You wait for me.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said. “Hurry please.”
“I’ll come when I’m ready,” Krista said. “Maybe I should stop.”
“No Mistress, PLEASE,” Miranda said.
“Maybe I should go get Tyler so he can fuck your pussy, while I fuck your ass,” Krista said. The idea had popped into her brain and she knew that she would do it, just not now. Her own orgasm was too close.
“Let me come first, Mistress,” Miranda begged. “Then I’ll fuck whoever you want, but please let me come.”
“Come now, slut,” Krista yelled as her orgasm crashed over her and she pumped furiously into Miranda’s hole, pushing the vibrator deeper into herself as well.
With a guttural cry, Miranda orgasmed, waves of convulsions storming through her body. She pressed back into Krista, pushing the dildo in as far as it would go and moving back and forth as the convulsions echoed in her body. When it was over, she fell forward onto the bed, spent. Krista fell on top of her with the vibrator still buzzing inside them both.
For a few minutes they just laid there, breathing hard, neither one saying anything. Finally, Krista lifted her hips, pulling the fake cock from Miranda’s ass so she could stand up.
“Take it off, slut,” Krista said.
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, dragging her body off the bed so she could sit in front of Krista and release all the straps. When the straps fell to the floor, Miranda pulled the toy out of Krista’s pussy and turned the vibrator off.
Krista went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. She opened it and drank greedily as she walked back to where Miranda was still sitting on the floor.
“Open your mouth slut,” Krista said.
Miranda opened her mouth and leaned her head back as Krista poured water into it, letting it splash on her face.
“More please, Mistress”, Miranda said as the flow of water ceased. “I’m so thirsty.”
“Then lick the juice off my pussy,” Krista said, spreading her legs. She took another long sip from the water bottle as Miranda leaned forward and licked her slit, moaning against Krista’s body.
“You love licking my pussy, don’t you slut,” Krista said, tangling a hand in Miranda’s hair and pushing her where she wanted her.
Miranda moaned.
“You like the way it tastes?” Krista asked.
Miranda moaned again.
Krista pulled Miranda away from her body.
“I want to taste,” Krista said, lifting Miranda to her feet. She kissed Miranda on the mouth, sucking the pussy juice off her lips. After a moment, she pulled away and handed Miranda the water bottle.
“Drink the rest,” Krista said as she sat down on the edge of the bed. Krista leaned back onto the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, thinking about everything that had happened.
“Mistress,” Miranda said, softly after finishing the water and dropping the bottle in the trash can. “Will you please hold me?”
; “Do you hold your subs?” Krista asked curious to know the answer.
“Sometimes,” Miranda said.
“Why only sometimes?” Krista asked, intrigued.
“Sometimes I want for them to feel like their only purpose is to be used and afterwards they are not needed.” Miranda said softly.
Krista thought about that for a moment. The idea had promise, but not for tonight. She imagined that tonight had been as traumatic for Miranda as it had for her. Truthfully, she wanted to cuddle up to Miranda anyway and just rest for a few moments.
“Come here, pet,” Krista said turning onto her side. Miranda moved closer and nestled into Krista’s body, twining their legs together. She sighed peacefully as Krista used her free hand to pull her close and stroke her back softly. The two women lay together for several minutes, silently thinking about the day’s events.
“That’s enough, pet,” Krista said, thinking that if she stayed like this much longer she would fall asleep. “I’ve got to go find my Master.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said. She rolled out of Krista’s arms and stood, looking around for her clothes.
“What are you looking for?” Krista asked.
“My clothes,” Miranda said, spotting her pants in the corner of the room.
“Leave them,” Krista said. “You can get them when you’re ready to leave. For now I want you naked.”
“But…” Miranda started.
Krista looked at her, eyes full of intent and Miranda stopped talking.
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said.
“And on your knees.” Krista said.
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said as she dropped to the floor.
“Bring me my cloak,” Krista said, standing.
Miranda brought the cloak over and handed it to Krista.
“Anytime you aren’t moving,” Krista said. “I want you to sit back on your heels with your hands behind your back. I want to be able to see your breasts and that pretty pussy.”
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda replied, doing as she asked.
Krista leaned over and kissed her on the mouth.
“When we leave this room, I have to find my Master,” Krista said. “If he allows it, you will stay with me. When I am with my Master, he is your Master as well and you will do anything he asks. Do you understand?”
Miranda bit down on her lip but nodded.
“Answer me,” Krista said.
“Yes Mistress,” Miranda said, looking down.
Krista reached out and gently lifted Miranda’s face until she could see into her eyes.
“You will make an excellent slave,” Krista said. “It will just take time for you to get used to it.”
“Thank you Mistress,” Miranda said, tears overflowing her eyelids again. “I just don’t know if I will be able to go back to being who I was before. Everything’s different now.”
“If that’s the case,” Krista said, wiping away the tears, “then we will work it out. It will be okay. Besides, you’re the one who told me that our purpose was to unleash a part of me I didn’t know existed and come to grips with it. All in all, I’d say that was a smashing success.”
“True,” Miranda said, grinning for a moment before her face fell. “I just don’t know if it will be as easy for me to come to grips with the part of me that I didn’t know existed.”
“Like I said,” Krista said. “We’ll work it out. Let’s go.”
Chapter 19
Tyler sipped his drink at the bar, wondering how Krista fared. He was sure she was fine. Miranda was a very good top. He would have liked to have been there to see the process she went through with Krista. Like most men, watching two women together was always a turn on for him. He had a feeling that his presence would have made it harder for Krista though. So he’d opted out.
“Told you,” Stephen said, grinning as he walked up to where Tyler was sitting.
“What are you talking about?” Tyler asked.
“Look,” Stephen said, pointing to the door that leads to the private rooms.
Krista was walking through the doorway with a very naked Miranda on her hands and knees beside her. She stopped to scan the room and Miranda stopped as well, sitting back on her heels and placing her hands behind her back. Krista put her hand on Miranda’s head, gently petting her hair. Finally, her eyes landed on him and the two began to make their way over.
“Can I call it?” Stephen asked.
“Obviously,” Tyler said. “But who would have thought Miranda would ever be on her knees?”
“God I’d have loved to have been a fly on that wall,” Stephen said. “It’s been what an hour? An hour and a half? She must have the touch, to turn Miranda from a top to a bottom so quickly when none of us picked up on it before.”
“No kidding,” Tyler said. “I think you’re right, though. She won’t be happy if she only bottoms. There’s a strong top in there under the right conditions.”
“I’m expecting details the next time I talk to you. I want to know what happened in there,” Stephen said, walking away to give them some privacy.
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“Dude, if you’re there, pick up the phone. Pick up RIGHT NOW!” Greg yelled into phone.
“I’m here, I’m here,” Damien said as he lifted the receiver. “Stop shouting.”
“She’s here man, and you have never seen her like she is tonight,” Greg said, looking over at Krista walking through the room in nothing but bondage jewelry and a see through cape of some sort. Even more interesting, the naked woman at her ankles.
“She’s really there at the club?” Damien asked. “You’re not just jerking me around?”
“You know I wouldn’t do that to you bro,” Greg responded. “But you’ve got to get down here, like now. You will kill yourself if you miss this.”
“I’ve been drinking since last night,” Damien said, words slurring together. “I’m wasted; can’t drive.”
“You’re gonna owe me big,” Greg said. “Make some coffee and take a shower. Try to sober up. I’m sending you a cab.”
“Thanks man,” Damien said.
“One more thing,” Greg said into the phone as he saw her walk up to a man and kiss him. “She’s with Tyler.”
“Son of a bitch!” Damien cursed, sobering instantly. “He’s my best friend.”
“Maybe he didn’t know,” Greg said.
“Bullshit,” Damien spat. “It’s not like her name is Rebecca or Samantha. Her name is Krista. It’s unique. He knows.”
“Maybe there’s a reasonable explanation,” Greg said. “He’s been your friend for a long time. Don’t just charge in. Be cool.”
“Fine,” Damien said, hoping he’d be able to actually do it. “Send the cab. I’ll be ready in twenty.”
Damien hung up the phone and started the shower.
“Hello Krista,” Tyler said as she walked up. “Miranda.”
“Hello Master,” Krista said, kissing him on the mouth. When Miranda didn’t say anything, Krista gave her a swat on the ass with the riding crop. “Answer him, slut.”
“H-hello M-m-master,” Miranda said, tears once again leaking from the corners of her eyes. Krista could see how mortified she was to call one of her peers by the name of Master. She would get used to it though.
“Better,” Krista said, bending down to kiss away Miranda’s tears.
Tyler raised his eyebrows questioningly as Krista stood back up.
“It’s a long story,” Krista said.
Tyler laughed. “It can’t be that long,” he said, looking down at his watch. “You’ve only been gone for an hour.”
“It’s been a very busy hour?” Krista said smiling impishly.
“Clearly,” Tyler said. “How did you enjoy being chained?”
“It was different. I think part of me liked it and part of me hated it,” Krista said.
“Explain,” Tyler said.
“Well, it was scary at first,” Krista said, reaching down to stroke Miranda�
�s face. “I mean I was practically naked and tied up in a room full of strangers.”
“Doesn’t seem to be bothering you now, though,” Tyler said, smiling.
“A lot has happened between then and now, Master,” Krista said. “What I’m wearing or not wearing just isn’t that important, although I do still get a shiver down my spine periodically when I see someone looking at me.”
“Go on,” Tyler said.
“So it started out kind of scary, but then it changed. It was interesting, knowing that anyone could touch me and do things to me. Of course, I didn’t think they actually would. I didn’t realize that was the game we were playing so I found it shocking when they did.”
“Understandable,” Tyler said.
“You could have warned me, you know,” Krista said.
“I don’t think so,” Tyler said grinning. “It was infinitely more fun this way.”
“Anyway,” Krista said. “Once people starting touching me, I started to get really turned on and decided that I liked it. Of course it was only women who touched. But, I was tied up and couldn’t control anything and I enjoyed it.”
“Good,” Tyler said.
“But no one would let me come,” Krista said. “That was horrible.”
“Club rules,” Tyler said. “If you display your sub for training on the sub wall, everyone can play with him or her at will unless they say their safe word. The only caveat is that no one is allowed to make them orgasm until the sub’s Master chooses someone to unlock them. After the choice has been made, the person that was chosen can either perform there, where the sub was chained or take them to a private room.”
“How does everyone know the safe word?” Krista asked.
“Look over there, where you were chained,” Tyler said, pointing. There were two people there now, each with a word clearly visible on the screen above their heads. “If you chain your sub there, you have to tell one of the bartenders or waitresses what the safe word is. No one is allowed to play with a chained sub until a word appears above their head. That’s how I came up with the name of the club.”
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