"Baby, why are you so jumpy? It's not like you. Are you okay?"
"Yes, Master, just a little on edge." I emphasized edge knowing Master would pick up on what I was telling him. He knew Kitten and I had been playing and knew she would not let me have a release without his permission. That I was so sexually wound would be nothing new to Master. He could sense it a million miles away. He kissed my temple and said slowly. "My Baby is horny."
I blushed deep red.
"Oh, what an adorable face she has. Very expressive," Sir Brendan said as he stood. "Why don't we go downstairs." This sent a tremor down my spine and Master moved to stand.
"Strip Baby before we go down." I immediately slipped off my top and skirt placing them on the couch.
CHAPTER 15
Master sat on the arm of the couch and I knew to take position. My fingers laced behind my neck, elbows out, back straight and toes slightly turned in with my legs spread wide. Sir Brendan was behind me and ran his hand over my slightly protruding ass.
Master began rubbing his thumb over my silky smooth mound making my entire body quiver. I smiled broadly and said, "Your Baby has been missing you, Master. She is extremely horny."
Sir Brendan was squeezing my ass when he said, "Baby's rear is wonderful. It pinkens with just a stroke. I would love to try out my new deer skin flogger on it. It loses it appeal when applied to Cunt's leather ass." He began dragging his fingers up and down my crack pushing me farther on to Master's finger. "Baby has not seen my workout room. Why don't we take her down there?"
Master continued to keep eye contact with me as he stroked my clit. "Yes I would like to show Baby your suspension system. Where did you get your new flogger?" Master asked as he stood up. He hooked his finger in my cunt and held my pussy in his hand.
"At the fetish flea market this past weekend. Come, let's go down- stairs. There is another I have to check on."
Sir Brendan led the way and I was drawn along by Master's finger.
My legs were so weak and shaky, I clung to Master as we moved down the spiral staircase, and the workout room opened before us. The lights were off except for one spotlight illuminating a cage on the far side of the room. Even in the dimly lit room I could see the whipping block in the center of the room that Kitten had mentioned. There was also light coming from the fire in the hearth and I could make out the crosses on either side.
Sir Brendan walked over to the cage and knelt down next to it before turning back to us. "This is my newest acquisition. She came for a job, answering an ad in ALT's as a personal assistant."
She was naked and tightly bound.
Sir Brendan went on "From all outward appearances she is just what we are looking for. I lured her into my office, gently at first, asking some basic interview questions, but I couldn't keep my hands off her for long. Could I my dear?" He had reached into the cage and rubbed her ass. She had a gag in her mouth but I could still hear her moan clearly as Sir Brendan went on. "Soon enough, I captured her with ropes around her ankles, arms and hands. She struggled as I unbuttoned her blouse and fondled her breasts then stepped back to admire my handiwork. Rendered helpless, she moaned and writhed on the Persian carpet of my office floor. I removed her scarf and her hair cascaded over the floor. Wadding up the scarf I forced into her mouth, silencing her.
"I cut away all her clothes as I whispered in her ear, 'Lets see if you have what it takes to work here, my dear.' Her sumptuous body was completely vulnerable and exposed. I placed a D-ring collar on her and used it as an anchor to hog-tie her."
Master kissed my temple and wiggled his finger inside me. He knew I was concerned about it not being consensual and said, "Ego ipse dominus accessi deservio erus."
"Ah, my motto, yes. All who enter belong to me, unless they come with their owners. Stacy was advised of the possibilities before she entered the house." He said with a pat to her rear. "Once she was completely immobilized and unable to resist, she understood it all the better. I tickled and groped, looking for her sweet spots. I then placed leather cuffs and anklets on her, and secured her arms to her collar. Standing her up, Cunt and I redressed her in clothes more appropriate for her new job: corset, garter belt, stockings and high heels."
Master was letting me grind down hard on his finger. I was dripping wet and so close to the edge I thought I would explode any moment.
"We fastened clamps on her nipples and clothespins on her labia. She tried to scream out and jerk away, but her strength was nothing compared to Cunt's. Removing the scarf I replaced it with the ring gag she is wearing. Cunt released her and she cowered in the corner of the room. Her elbows out and breasts high.
"I had to laugh when she moved in under a wooden structure built in to the ceiling. Connecting the ropes to the cuffs, Cunt lifted them above her head. I attached two chains to the clamps on her nipples, running them both through her crotch, spreading the clothespins farther apart and up her back to attach to the collar. We placed the bar between her anklets. She desperately rocked back and forth, and shifted from one foot to the other in an attempt to maintain her balance as I moved the rope on the pulley to raise her arms higher."
I found myself whimpering and bit down on my lip. Master was sliding his finger in and out of my extremely moist vagina. Sir Brendan still knelt beside the cage, rubbing his hand over the girl's ass.
"Taking a small plug from my drawer I pushed it in her ring-opened mouth, rubbing it over her tongue. When I was satisfied it was wet enough, I had Cunt turn her over, wrapping my arm around her hips I wiggled the plug into her waiting orifice. She was shaking her head back and forth as she made little mewing noises. I clipped the plug to the chain. Releasing her, she stumbled and swayed as her feet reach the ground. Cunt turned her around to face me, her big brown eyes full of tears and fear. I ran my finger around the mouth ring tapping her bottom lip with my index finger. My other hand reached for her heat and I was pleased to find it dripping with moisture. Plunging two fingers into her hot wet snatch I pressed hard on her g-spot."
I moaned loudly when Master said, "You still do not have my permission, Baby. Do not come."
"Please, Master" I cried out.
"No, Baby, you are interrupting Sir Brendan. Go on Sir Brendan, Baby can hold out a little longer."
Sir Brendan's eyes rested on me for a moment and he smiled before looking back at the girl in the cage. "Her eyes had taken on a glassy stare as I held my hand still. When she began to grind her hips I removed my hand and again tapped her on the bottom lip. "No," is all I said before I turned and left the office, leaving the door ajar as I went.
"When I returned a few hours later, I saw Cunt had done his job well. She was undressed again, and straddling this cage, her legs secured tightly with ropes to the bars. Her breasts had been tied and were two purple bulbs, and he had tied her arms behind her back Japanese-style.
"Futilely, she shimmied her shoulders to break loose. I approached with a dildo and fucked her mouth and vagina for a bit before bringing out the eroscillator. She alternated between bashful giggles and moans of pleasure. She begged me to stop but I just increased the power and delighted in her discomfort. Giving her but a momentary reprieve from the vibrator, I shoved a ball gag in her mouth. I again placed the clamps on her nipples and ran a chain from the clamps to the cage and started up the eroscillator again.
"I told her she did not have my permission to come. If she resisted this time, she would tug at her sore nipples. She moaned quietly, but struggled to fight her desire. I pulled the clamps off and rubbed her nipples so the return of blood was quick and painful.
"Since I needed to get ready for your visit I had Cunt put my new toy away for the night, and he locked her inside this cage.
"I couldn't resist playing with her a little more: spanking her ass, fondling her, reinserting the plug and a dildo in her holes. Finally satiated, I've left the plug in her ass and the dildo in her pussy. The eroscillator is taped in place on her clit. We've left her alone, a tight little caged packa
ge, powerless to escape the vibrator's stimulation. After coming numerous times, Cunt turned off the vibrator and she has been allowed to get some rest.
"Tomorrow she will be cleaned up, given a fresh uniform and taught how to serve me properly. The twins will oversee her training. She has been a good girl on her first day here and will make a good employee, I can tell." He smiled as he stood up. "Good employees are hard to find, you know."
All I could do was nod.
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As Sir Brendan stood' he pointed to the chains hanging from the ceiling. "Do you wish to put her in the harness?" Moving to the bench on the wall he opened it and pulled out what looked like a mountain climber's harness with rings on either side. Walking toward us, he handed it to Master. "Slip this on her and you can show her how the suspension system works."
Master slid his finger out of my cunt and took the harness from Sir Brendan. "Lift your right leg baby."
I held tight to his shirt and with wobbly knees, slipped my foot into the harness.
"Now the left."
I did as I was told. He slid the harness up and fastened it around my waist. It was black leather with various buckles and straps which Master adjusted till it fit me snuggly. The leather framed my heat and it held my thighs tightly. When Master was satisfied with the placements of the straps, he took my hands and led me over to the chains. He then attached the chains to the rings on my hips.
I felt a little like a beginning trapeze artist in my safety harness – even more so when Sir Brendan raised the chains so my feet left the floor. Master was holding me upright and gave me a kiss before backing away from me. My head flew toward the floor and my feet flew up in the air. I screamed, throwing my arms out in front of me.
I was completely suspended, hanging in midair. Master chucked as he moved to stand behind my rear. I was bent over in the middle and every time I tried to right myself, I swung in the chains.
He rubbed his hand over my ass saying, "Relax, Baby, just hang here." His thumb entered my wet cunt.
I tried to push back on it but I couldn't. Sir Brendan was back at the bench watching us as Master skillfully brought me to the edge. I begged Master to let me come when he pulls out his thumb and swatted my upturned cheeks.
"Not yet, my love. Sir Brendan wants to test his flogger and you have yet to greet your Master properly." He moved to stand in front of me and I use his pants legs to lift myself up. Unzipping his fly and lowered his paints, his manhood stood at attention in front of my face.
My tongue flicker over his shaft before. I moved my head down more, slid him in to my mouth and felt his cock hitting the back of my throat, making me gag. I wrapped my lips tighter as I try to relax the muscles so I could feel his cock deeper within my throat. My fingers explored, pushing his pants down further so I could hold his balls in my hand as my lips slowly worked his rod. My mouth was so tight on him, the suction made a slurping sound as I moved over his cock. The pleasure and wonder I felt as I worked my lips up and down sent sensual waves through my body.
Looking up into his eyes as I thrust my mouth down a bit harder, and felt my throat tightly grip the head of his cock. I was breathing harder as my one hand moved along the shaft and my head moved my lips, pressing tighter. My fingers moved slowly along his balls, then to the space above his balls and I gently racked my nail down his thighs. He hissed and I felt him clenching his thigh muscles. He thickened in my throat as lust overcame patience. My constricting throat muscles toyed with the sensitive head of his cock. His hips pushing forward shifting in and out of my mouth.
My lips locked tightly around his shaft and my tongue washing the soft underside of it, sliding slowly over the bulging veins.
Removing my mouth, my tongue slid slowly down his shaft. I licked his balls and carefully took them in my mouth. My tongue gently caressed them as my fingers move along his shaft, keeping a firm grip on it.
Lovingly sucking, I rolled them into my mouth. Groaning aloud, I felt the bite of the flogger as it struck my upturned ass. I had to hold back the urge to release Master's balls, as Sir Brendan sent stroke after stroke across my rear. Each strand danced over my skin. The heat flowed down between my legs. My warm juices dripped as I moved my mouth back up to suck Master's cock into my mouth, bumping its head deep against my throat.
Master grunted, grabbed my hair, and a geyser of creme flowed into my mouth. I enjoyed the moment and wished it wouldn't end, as Master pumped faster.
The flogger landed on my ass in the same tempo as Master's balls bounced against my chin, caressing searing trails of fire over it. I continued to suck on his shaft as I swallowed the last of his juices. I whimpered over it as I felt my nether lips throbbing. My cunt was on fire with desire, when the flogger stopped and Master pulled out of my mouth. I hung there in midair, my body twisting in need of relief from the gnawing flame inside me.
"Please," I whispered, "Please, Master, please let me come." I repeated over and over. I started to reach for my cunt as Sir Brendan's hand rubbed over the welts the flogger had raised.
He commented to Master, "She's well trained. She didn't miss a beat as she sucked your cock."
Master reached down and lifted me into his arms and held me tight, running his fingers through my hair. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as he pressed my face against his soft shirt. I felt my hands fisting and I had a sudden urge to pound on his chest. Why was he making me wait? He could feel and see my need. I raised my eyes to look up at him. Tears were flowing freely down my cheeks.
Sir Brendan had moved to the cage and I heard him in the distance through my fog of want and need. Master moved behind me and my pussy raised as he lowered my head to cradle it in his hands. I caught a glimpse of Sir Brendan as he moved to one side of me, then I felt her lips on my mound. I stared up at Master as she sucked my clit into her mouth. My pussy raised to meet her and I heard Master say, "Count to twenty, Baby, then you may come for me." I opened my mouth to start counting and he added, "with hippopotamus between each number."
I stammered out the first five numbers. I tried to concentrate on counting, but her little tongue felt so good against my enflamed cunt. I had to stop counting and take a few breaths before I continued. Her relentless tongue, flicked up and down on my swollen clit and nether lips.
The rest of the numbers were a blur – all I remember was twenty and the sudden release of the torrent of desires as they raced through my body. Masters lips were on my ear as I came hard under her tongue. "Come for me, Baby, that's my good girl."
With the last of the waves of pleasure washing through me, her lips left me. I smiled weakly as I hung there, "Thank you, Master. I love you."
"I love you too, Baby."
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Sir Brendan placed her back in the cage while Master helped me out of the harness. My legs were weak and I had to lean hard into him. With His arm tightly around my waist, he spoke to Sir Brendan, "The flogger did a wonderful job on Baby's rear. That will remind her for a while what its like to wait."
"She is a joy to flog. The twins and Cunt would have called that a tickling, and asked when I was going to get down to business. Shall we go and see what Kitten and Cunt have been up to?"
"I can't remember when I had seen Kitten's eyes light up so much as when I told her you wanted her to top Cunt. Kitten is a natural dommie. She's been doing quite well with Baby. Hasn't she, Baby?" Master asked as we reached the door on the far side of the room.
"Yes, Master," I answered. Sir Brendan knocked once on the door and we heard Kitten invite us to enter.
The door opened into a bright red box of a room about twelve feet by twelve feet. There strung up from floor to ceiling, was Cunt. His red leather pants blended in with the paint. My eyes were drawn to his member which was leather ringed, bound and chained to the wall in front of him, holding it at a 90 degree angle from his body. Another ring circled tightly around his balls.
His sweat glistening chest was crisscrossed with thin red welts and he wa
s panting hard. Kitten stood to the left of him with an Ashlar in hand.
My eyes traveled up to his face. His features were a mix of pain and pleasure.
Seeing Sir Brendan, Cunt opened his mouth as Kitten brought the wood down on his stomach, right below his belly button. The words he was about to speak turned into a yelp.
"You will not speak unless you are spoken to. I thought you understood that," Kitten said as she added another line just a little below the first.
"Yes, Mistress," he rapid reply.
There was a bench that ran the length of the room and we moved over to sit.
Cunt kept darting looks back between Kitten and Sir Brendan as Kitten spoke, "Cunt's stiff, bloated prick and two low hanging nuts are what I am going to work on now." He flinched as she said this, and groaned as he started to pull away from her but his cock did not follow and he groaned louder. Kitten reached over and twisted his right nipple. "Cunt still doesn't think a mere woman can top him, but he's learning how wrong he is." She rubbed her thumb over the tip of his cock. "Look at his exposed vulnerable head, ready for my pain or pleasure." She grabbed him by the balls and caressed them with her thumb asking; "To whom do these belong?"
"You, Mistress"
She stepped back and swung the Ashlar again. "Good answer, my bitch."
I thought, one hand for pleasure one for pain. Master had used that technique on me. Master pulled me onto his lap, my back resting on his chest and my legs draped on either side of his. He spread our legs apart and cradled my pussy in his hand, stroking it as we watched Kitten.
Kitten rubbed the Ashlar up and down the length of Cunt's cock before slammed it into his stomach. Another groan and yelp followed. Each touch of the Ashlar made a horizontal line just a hair's breath below the last. She was alternating rubbing and lashing him. I watched as what should have been soothing touches made him jerk as much as the Ashlar did
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