by Alan Horn
"About two years. I enjoy seeing her in chains and she enjoys wearing them. Says it makes her feel secure and possessed. It helps both of us keep our relationship in the proper perspective. I'm the mistress and she's my slave. To the rest of the world she's my devoted employee. To her, she belongs to me and obeys me in all things."
Ingrid returned with the toy bag. "Also, she has the most marvelous tongue. Stick it out Ingrid."
Ingrid stuck out her tongue and looked at Adeline.
"Emma, I've never seen such a thick, long tongue. Was she born like that?"
"No dear, Like any muscle, it gets stronger with use. I see to it that Ingrid's tongue gets well exercised every day."
"Emma, you're terrible, and wonderful. I never guessed. Would you let me borrow her for a day? I could use some pleasure in my life."
I looked at Ingrid. She was looking at me and smiling. I knew she would go with Addie if I ordered it. I also knew she would be shocked and disappointed.
"Nope. But I have a better idea, the three of us can play here. Ingrid, put all the toys on the table so we can choose."
"Addie, are you a submissive?
"I don't know. I've never thought about it."
"Most women have a submissive side to their personality, whether they know it or not. Its one of the things that have let us survive in a male-dominated society. Its one of the things we are trying to change. Women's own personalities increase our difficulties. But it can be be used to increase our pleasure if we understand it. Will you try it tonight? I promise you, you will enjoy it, but you will have to trust me."
Addie thought for a minute. I could see the struggle in her face. Finally, she said, "all right. I do trust you Emma, you already know that."
"Addie, turn around and put your hands behind you." She smiled and turned around. I put the cuffs on her. I closed them around her wrists until they were snug. I enjoyed the clicking of the ratchet, feeling it taking her freedom away until I chose to return it. Now I had two naked girls to enjoy. Next I put a three foot spreader bar on Addie. "How do you feel Addie?"
"Helpless. I can't do anything now."
"Not true. You can love and be loved. Ingrid, arouse Addie and show what you can do with your tongue. Addie, close your eyes and stand still."
Ingrid circled Addie and stopped in front of her, quite close. She rubbed her breasts against Addie and both their nipples became hard and pink. Ingrid kissed her, long and hard. I watched Addie's face. She kept her eyes closed but her surprise was evident. Ingrid broke the kiss and bent lower to kiss and suck on Addie's nipples. When both were rock hard, I motioned Ingrid to start on her loins.
Addie's breathing grew ragged and hoarse. I put a gentle ring clamp on both her nipples. They constricted the base just enough they would stay engorged. The clamps wouldn't come off until I opened them. They had loops on their bottom. I hung a heavy bell on each of them. They started ringing immediately. Addie began moaning from the stimulation of the swaying bells and Ingrids's muscular tongue. "Ingrid, slow down. I want to put a butt plug in her before she comes."
I got a small plug and a jar of lubricant. I moved Addie over to a chair, carefully as Ingrid kept up her ministrations during the move. "Just one more step Addie. Ok, now lean forward until your head rests on the back of the chair. Good. This will feel strange at first, but it will make you have a stronger orgasm." I scooped up a handful of lubricant and greased all around her anus, moving inside gradually. I put the tip of the plug in her anus and rotated while pushing. "Just relax Addie, its almost in." Finally, it plopped into place. I hung another bell on its ring. "All right, Addie, straighten up now and back up two steps. I'll hold you so you don't fall. OK, Ingrid help her come."
Ingrid redoubled her efforts and soon Addie was moaning and writhing where she stood. I Held her up when she seemed ready to collapse. She came with a hoarse gasp and a strangled scream. SHe bent nearly double as her belly spasmed. I saw her love juices spurt onto Ingrid's face and run down her breasts. Addie slowly straightened up and said, "that was fantastic. It was huge. Thank you Ingrid, Emma. "
"Addie, in my experience, it was so good for you in large part because of your bondage. If you weren't restrained, you would have had a good orgasm, but not a great one. You are my submissive for tonight and this was just the first experience you're going to get. Hold still. By the way, for tonight, you will address me as 'mistress.'
Addie said, "yes, mistress."
I removed the cuffs from her wrists and said, "cross your hands behind you, Addie." I used a piece of soft cotton rope and tied her hands together. I cinched the turns and tied the knots above her hands. I ran the long ends around her waist and tied them together in front of her. Now no knots were within her reach and her hands held tight to her waist. I took off the spreader bar and replaced it with leg cuffs. "Now try to escape. Struggle."
She tried hard, but eventually gave up. "Its no use mistress. I can't reach any knots and I can't move my arms. Where did you learn how to tie a girl?"
"I've practiced on Ingrid for years. Earlier you said you felt helpless. Now how do you feel?"
"My gosh, mistress, I'm even more helpless. I can't move my hands at all. I feel like a baby. I can walk a little now, but I can't do anything else. I guess the handcuffs made anything harder. The rope makes almost everything impossible. I can barely move."
"Excellent. Anything hurt?"
"No, mistress."
EVerything was working well. I put a leather collar around her neck and clipped a leather leash on it. "Follow me." Ingrid followed as I took Addie upstairs to the game room. Her bells rang with every step. I bent her over a spanking bar. This was really just a narrow horizontal bar, padded. It fit between her breasts and let them hang down. I strapped her torso to the top and tied her ankle chain to the legs. Now her pussy and bottom were hanging out in the open air. Her breasts swung below her with their bells. I removed the bell from her butt plug. It was just in the way now.
I picked out a short whip from a rack and showed it to her. "Addie, this will sting and leave marvelous marks on your skin, but won't cause any damage. I walked behind her and gave her several hard strokes on her ass cheeks. She gasped and wriggled, but was helpless to avoid it. I felt her pussy. It was moist. I held my hand to her face, "Lick it clean, Addie." She sniffed and started licking, soft and slow. "Good girl."
I whipped her ass, taking my time and stroking her pussy between each stroke. Her breathing was getting louder and soon she began moaning. Her nipple bells were ringing continuously as she swayed with her inner passion. After about ten she started straightening her legs. Raising her ass, trying to get closer to the whip. "Addie, what do you feel"
She gasped her words, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Its wonderful. I'm going to come!" At the next stroke she came with a loud scream and a ferocious clatter from her bells as she spasmed her whole body.
"Ingrid, let her rest a few minutes then take her to the bath and get her clean. When you're done, bring her to my bedroom and fasten her. You too." I went to my room and undressed, I should have undressed as I was doing Addie. My clothing below the waist was sopping. I must have gushed a quart. I don't know how I could have gotten all that cloth wet! I do love whipping a girl. I didn't know how much a new ass would revitalize my libido. I resolved to keep Addie as my own. Alongside Ingrid. I could not let either of them go.
I cleaned up and sprayed perfume all over. I put a second shackle and chain alongside Ingrd's. I lit two candles to faintly lighten the room. I wondered how long until Ingrid and Addie would come.
Ingrid freed Addie and helped her up, "You have some great marks on your bottom. You liked that a lot didn't you?"
"Yes. Yes, I did. Am I bleeding?"
"No, just a rosy pink ass crisscrossed with thin red lines. It looks wonderful. Emma is an artist with the whip. You should be proud of the way you look. How do you feel?"
"I feel just like you said I would. I feel like I did as a little girl. I was depe
ndent on my parents. I knew they loved me. I knew I had to obey them. I felt glad, happy when I could do what they wanted. I'm helpless in the hands of you and Emma and I feel loved. The pain in my ass will fade, but the pleasure you two have given me is indelibly burned into my brain. What now?"
"I am going to take you t the bathroom and get you cleaned up. Then we'll go to Emma."
Ingrid led her to the bath. "Do you need to use the facilities?"
"No, thanks." Ingrid said, All right and led her to a wall. she tied Addie's leash to a ring and said turn around, please and spread your legs wide." She wet a rag and used soap to clean Addie's loins and legs. Then she dried her with a large white towel. She rubbed rouge on Addie's labia lips and aureoles. She applied lipstick and brushed her hair. Last, she sprayed perfume on her loins and breasts and head.
Ingrid touched up her own makeup and said, "We're ready. Let's go see Emma." She untied the leash and led Addie to Emma's room. They found her sitting at a secretary, brushing her hair, naked too.
Ingrid said, "Emma. we're all clean now." She led Addie to the bed, knelt down and locked one of the shackles on Addie's ankle and the other on hers. She said, " Addie, kneel here beside me." She crossed her arms behind her. Addie knelt where indicated. Both girls looked at Emma and smiled.
I smiled at then and spoke, "Addie, How do you feel?"
"Happy, confused, expectant, helpless, all at the same time."
"Do you want me to untie you and send you home?"
"No, mistress. I want to stay like this."
"For the night, a week, forever?
Yes, for a night. I have many things to do for my business, for the movement, so not for a week, Forever? When I can, maybe?"
"Good answer. If I accept you as my submissive, you will then only have one choice. You can decide to leave whenever you wish. Otherwise you will obey me in everything else. All right?"
"Yes, mistress. When must I decide?"
"I will send you home tomorrow morning. The next time we meet tell me yes or no. We will take it from there." I went to my bed and stood in front of Addie. "Stand up, Addie." She stood with grace, despite her tied hands. We were exactly the sme height. I put my arms around her and puled her to me. I kissed her, hard. She opened her lips, inviting me in. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, brushing her tongue aside. My message was clear. I was in charge, she must submit. She whimpered and gave in. Her tongue relaxed and I bullied my way around her mouth, feeling every tooth, claiming her. SHe returned my kiss. She was needy. I lowered my left hand and felt her pussy. She jumped when I touched her and pressed harder on our kiss. She moaned, so soft, I don't think Ingrid heard her. I fondled her labia, squeezing, pulling, stroking. Her juices started to flow. My she was hot. I broke the kiss and looked at her. Her face showed disappointment, and hope. I pulled my hand away from her loins and she thrust forward to follow. I sat on the edge of the bed and spread my legs.
"Addie, make love to me. Ingrid instruct her."
Ingrid said, "move between her legs and kiss the inside of her thighs."
I felt her soft, red lips on my skin. They felt soft and smooth. I felt my pulse quicken. I leaned back on my elbows.
Ingrid said,"Now lick her labia. Long, slow strokes. Think of your last orgasm." She reached forward and stroked Addie's labia. Addie started.
Her tongue on my labia was so erotic. I could feel my vaginal muscles twitch. This was good. She was good.
Ingrid said, " Good, Addie. Look up and watch Emma's face. See what makes her smile. Coordinate your tongue with her smile. Try and make her smile broader. Her smile is a good indicator of her pleasure. Until it looks like pain, then you know she's about to come. It switches in an instant.
I was amused and shocked. I had never asked Ingrid what she noticed when pleasuring me. It was mildly distressing to know I was such an open book.
I heard Ingrid coaxing Addie. "Now slip your tongue between her labia lips. Taste her juices. Smell her perfume. Suck up all her juice you can. Its the nectar the gods wanted all women to give them. It will make you more lovely than ever. Use you tongue to find her hard nub, but leave it alone for now."
I felt her tongue slip between my labia. It was so intense. I thought I would melt from all the heat in my loins and she was making me hotter. I was molten.
I realized I was panting. I was so close to coming. I heard Ingrid, so far away. She murmured, " Look at her face. She has switched from smiling to a grimace. She's close to coming. Slow down. Pleasure delayed is pleasure increased." That traitorous wench. I wanted to come now. I moaned but I couldn't find the words to hurry her up. I gasped at the sudden spasm in my loins. I needed to come.
Ingrid said, "Now take the hard nub of her clit into your mouth. Suck it, lick it. Hard as you can."
I came. I came so hard I thought I was dying. Every muscle of my being spasmed. Every nerve sang out as pure joy flooded through my body. I screamed my passion to the stars. I was in heaven. My body bucked and jumped. My voice was strained in a long moan. I grasped Addie's head and pulled her hard into my loins. She kept sucking and licking, prolonging my joy.
Finally, I subsided and lay back on the bed, spent. Ina while I raised my head and looked at my two submissives. Ingrid was grinning like a winning coach. Addie was smiling somewhat shyly, her face covered with my juices. "Good girls. You two make quite a pair. I could make a bundle by hiring you out to some of the proper ladies I know."
"Thank you, mistress, both of them said. Addie continued, " I loved serving you, Mistress."
I got a wet cloth and cleaned Addie's face and my loins. "Both of you climb into bed with me. We are only going to sleep tonight, so no funny business. Its late."
"Yes, Mistress, both said. They stood and slipped under the covers, Addie in the middle and Ingrid on the outside. I cuffed Ingrid's hands behind her, to her disappointed chagrin, then I joined them. I had both rollover to face me, keeping their hands away from me.
In the morning I unlocked their shackles and Ingrid's cuffs. I left Addie's other restraints in place. I sent them both to the bath and told Ingrid to reclaim and clean the butt plug. I replace Ingrid's cuffs and had them both eat their breakfast from bowls on the floor. After breakfast I released them both and had them dress. When Addie was ready to go home, I put the butt plug in her hand and said, "Wear this every day. Only take it out to use the restroom. It will remind you that you are mine all the time, until you decide you are not." I kissed her.
"Goodbye, Addie. I had a marvelous time learning you. You are beautiful in mind and body. I will always treasure you. I think of you as mine now, but you must decide. Also, thanks for the information. Press your contacts. We really need to know what's happened to our people. I hate this, but you can't come back for several days. Wait until you have new information."
Addie cried her goodbye. She turned at the door and said, " I am a submissive. I think I want to be your submissive too. I will go to work now, but I don't want to leave." She left .
Ingrid, beside me, said, "She's yours, mistress. She'll be back."
Chapter 7 - Attitude Adjustment
23 May 1913. Slave Training Week 2
I had trouble remembering my name. I knew I was once Maureen, but no one ever used my name anymore. I remember seeing it on my collar before it was clamped on my neck. I'm sure I once had a last name too, it's on the tip of my tongue. Now, I, like all the other girls chained here, was just called slave or no name was used. I was just told what to do. No higher cognition was encouraged or tolerated.
I was always chained. I was either secured to something or walked on a leash. I had no idea when or what was next. No outside news or reading material was ever provided. Our trainers said curiosity was inappropriate for slave girls, as was clothing. We were kept ignorant. The trainers never told any of the girls anything in advance. They just gave orders. I learned to live in the present. I learned not to think about anything outside of what I could see or feel. There was no other place than wher
e I was. I felt no anticipation, no expectation. I lived in the instant, for I did not know of anything else and could not affect anything else.
I learned more about arousing another sexually than I thought was possible. Some women seemed to know instinctively how to attract men. I, like most other girls I knew, blundered along relying upon my natural beauty to attract men. In my classes I learned that I had just scratched the surface. I learned how to arouse men and women with the sounds I uttered, or the way I moved my body. I never had any clothing to assist me. I learned to give any trainer looking at me an erection just by the way I looked into his eyes and wriggled. I could get the attention of any woman by the way I bent and lifted my breasts. It was like magic. It always worked. Even though always helpless, I felt powerful when I worked my magic on others.
The trainer's whips were simple braided leather cords with short handles. Never breaking the skin, but always leaving thin red lines wherever they landed. Wielded lightly they corrected my actions and warmed my skin. It leached through to my core and excited me. It made me want more and brought me to the threshold of ecstasy, but they never pushed me over the edge. I loved the feeling and hated the denial. Hard swung, the same whip scalded me, punished me, controlled me.
Now, after weeks of training, one light stroke or six hard, painful strokes was all it took bring me to the edge. I was not able to orgasm without some direct stimulation of my loins. Yet, all it took to push me over the edge from arousal to a thunderous orgasm was a single finger. Once I had orgasmed, any further stimulation would send me over again. Any stimulation, whether sex related or pain inducing would send me over the edge again. If my master aroused me but did not let me come, I would remain in needy anguish for hours. Until either I finally cooled down or allowed to orgasm. Then it would start all over again.
After I had orgasmed the first time, my later orgasms grew in strength. After five or so I would faint. I had learned to be a slut powerhouse. Once aroused, I would orgasm at almost any touch. My masters chose whether I orgasmed or not. In my heart I knew I was a true slave. This was where I belonged. My feelings and desires were no longer under my control. Now, I longed for the whip and orgasm. My body could no longer tell the difference between pain and pleasure. Rather, I welcomed pain because it could lead to more pleasure than I had ever known . I knew I could never be free again. I was only and forever a sex slave, and loved it. Even if released tomorrow I would search forever for a man to enslave me again. My desires, my feelings, my preferences no longer mattered. I longed for a master to take me to the heights of pleasure only he could give.
