Cassie shrugged her shoulders, "I know, Mistress. I will try to be pleasing, but if I fail, then I will deserve to be punished. After all, I am only a helpless slave, aren't I?" and her lips curved into a broad grin.
"Not as helpless as you soon will be, slave," her Mistress did not return the smile and Cassie began to realise that twenty four hours was a very, very long time to be at the mercy of someone as determined as Lila appeared to be.
"Turn around, slave."
As her wrist cuffs were locked together, Cassie's belly swirled with delicious heat. She was committed now and it was too late for any second thoughts.
Lila chuckled again, "You, slave, are in a whole lot of trouble. As from now, the joke's over, so if I were you, I'd keep my mouth shut." As the blonde obeyed, Lila pointed to the open door, "Outside, slave," she ordered, "you're going for a little walk and I shall be right behind you, with my friend here," and she swished her crop through the air.
Cassie gulped and walked slowly out into morning sunshine, then yelped as the crop flicked across her buttocks.
"Faster, slave, and head over to the stable."
Turning to her right and walking more quickly, Cassie headed for the building, Lila right behind her with her crop poised to strike and a smile on her pretty face as she savoured the delightful sight of her slave's naked bottom and thighs.
"In there."
The door was open and as Cassie hurried inside, she found herself in a long, low, rectangular room lit by four small windows on one wall, a second, closed door at the far end. As her eyes adjusted to the comparative gloom after the bright sunshine, Cassie looked around and shivered with excitement as she saw that her Mistress really had got everything planned.
In the corner, an old-fashioned wooden framed bed stood on four sturdy legs, ropes from each corner laid neatly on the bare boards forming its base, while in other parts of the room, dangling from heavy iron rings sunk into the thick beams supporting the roof, several more ropes were run through pulleys to iron cleats bolted to the walls.
"Tom and Earl used to use this place to bring their slaves," Lila's voice broke into Cassie's racing thoughts, "so I decided to use it for you. Keep still while I unlock your wrists, then go over to the bed and lie down on your back. I'm going to spread-eagle you, slave."
Just for a moment, as Lila untied her, Cassie thought about turning the tables on her Mistress. She was bigger than Lila and probably stronger and she might just be able to overpower her and spread-eagle her instead. Cassie's lips twitched as she imagined Lila's surprise if she was to suddenly find herself tied to the bed, with Cassie in control for a change.
It was certainly an appealing idea, but even as she considered it, Cassie knew that it wasn't going to happen. The trouble was, she actually wanted to be tied up by Lila and to be forced to submit to the redhead and Cassie was honest enough to admit to herself that she loved being submissive and helpless. With slave heat coiling in her belly, Cassie walked to the bed, lay down on the bare boards and without waiting to be commanded, spread her limbs to the four corners.
Lila didn't waste any time and as she looped the ropes through the rings on Cassie's wrist and ankle cuffs, pulled them as tight as she could and tied the ends securely, the blonde got the first part of her wish.
Lila gazed down at the spread-eagled 'X' of her slave's naked body and her eyes gleamed with pleasure and excitement. "You're mine, slave," she said throatily, "all mine, and I'm going to do anything I like to you."
Cassie gasped and nodded her head eagerly, "Yes, Mistress. I'm your slave and I want you, Mistress."
"I want you, too, slave. But you're the one who's tied up, so you'll just have to be patient, won't you?" and she reached down and pulled a bag from under the bed as Cassie glared impotently up at her. The first item out of the bag was the giant leather ball she had last worn in Travis' study, the second was the matching blindfold and the moment she saw the two objects, Cassie trembled in her bonds and knew she was in deep, deep trouble. In a matter of seconds she was both mute and blind and as her belly fluttered and her nipples stiffened to betray her soaring arousal, she heard her Mistress's soft chuckle, "Well, well, you are a randy little slave, aren't you? I wonder just how randy?"
Cassie screamed in anguish, fighting her bondage, her spine arching to lift her hips clear of the bed as cool fingers invaded her moist sex and caressed the fleshy button of her clitoris to trigger an immediate climax. Devastated by her instant capitulation when she had expected a slow, delicious, erotic build-up to her inevitable submission to her Mistress, Cassie was appalled by the ruthless treatment she had received and as she spasmed helplessly, she moaned in humiliation, fearing that she had fatally under-estimated the redhead's determination.
"That's one, slave. Let's try for two, shall we?"
The words confirmed Cassie's worst fears and her fingers clawed blindly at the ropes securing her, searching for the knots.
"You can't reach them, slave. I made quite sure of that," her Mistress gave a tinkling laugh as she watched the blonde's fumbling efforts, "I've got you and there's nothing you can do about it."
That simple truth was made crystal clear to Cassie as soft lips descended on her left breast, kissing delicately at her erect nipple, then parting to suck her engorged and quivering flesh into the warm, wet cave of Lila's mouth. It was an exquisitely thrilling sensation and Cassie shuddered with the pleasure of it, muffled whimpers leaking past the gag between her jaws and her torso straining upwards, as if to offer her breast even more helplessly to her captor.
Lila's tongue flicked again and again at the stone-hard bud, until Cassie gasped and panted and her body trembled to the strength of her need, and then the utterly dominant redhead allowed her sharp teeth to close on her slave's nipple and give a gentle nip. As she felt the tiny flash of delicious pain, Cassie squealed in overwhelming passion and exploded into her second climax, scalding juices pouring into her sex and her breast vibrating wildly against her Mistress's lips as she surrendered to the sexual ecstasy imposed upon her.
Lila raised her lips from the blonde's pulsing body and whispered into her ear, "That's two, slave. And we've only just started."
Drowning in her own lusts, her pussy aflame with liquid heat, Cassie threw her head from side to side as Lila whispered the dreadful news and her spread-eagled body writhed sinuously as she tried, and failed, to alleviate the sexual storm engulfing her. Lila rose to her feet and checked the ropes to ensure that Cassie stayed exactly where she was and to satisfy herself that the blonde's struggles hadn't loosened the knots.
Reassured that all was well, she stood looking down at her slave's sweat-streaked body and the silvery evidence of her submissions staining her thighs, enjoying the tremors that rippled through Cassie's belly as her climax slowly waned. A few more minutes, she decided and the blonde would be ready for a third submission. She slipped the fingers of both hands under the flimsy triangle of material covering her sex and began to play with her own body. While she was waiting for Cassie to recover, there was no reason for her to deprive herself of a little pleasure. And she certainly had a highly stimulating view.
Cassie didn't know or care why the devastating arousal had stopped, she was simply grateful that it had. She knew it wouldn't last and that she would soon be forced to respond and submit to her Mistress again, but even a short respite was a welcome opportunity to catch her breath and give her body a chance to calm down a little.
Lila was absolutely merciless, far more ruthless than Cassie had anticipated when she had agreed to play her part in the redhead's plan and Cassie couldn't believe how powerfully she had climaxed when the girl's teeth had closed on her nipple. Maybe it was just as well that the redhead was going away, because Cassie wasn't at all sure that she could cope with her Masters and a Mistress, let alone a Mistress as demanding as Lila. A Mistress she was already more than half in love with.
Chapter 8
"Break time's over, slave. It's back to work for you."<
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Cassie gulped... it was too soon... she wasn't ready... couldn't she have just a little more time...?
A small, strong hand, fingers splayed, landed gently on her stomach and began to draw slow circles around her navel and Cassie trembled to the flaring heat that radiated throughout her body as her Mistress's touch sensitised every nerve-ending in her smooth skin.
Slowly, oh so cruelly slowly, the circles began to grow wider and Cassie's breathing became ragged and unsteady, punctuated by gasps of urgent and building need as the knowing fingers slid up her ribs, climbed the lower slopes of her taut breasts, then descended across the plain of her stomach to plough through the tangled blonde triangle at the joint of her gaping thighs. Without ever once straying to her stiffening nipples or dipping into the warm, slick cleft of her sex.
It was torture, but torture of the most pleasurably erotic kind and as her Mistress toyed with her and took full, thrillingly unfair advantage of her helplessness, Cassie entered into the spirit of the deliciously cruel game. She writhed sensuously in her bonds in an attempt to undermine the redheaded dominant's self-control and tempt her to use her as she longed to be used. Gazing down at her slave's provocative display of blatant sexuality, Lila's own excitement almost overcame her willpower, but she managed to harden her heart and force herself to continue.
Unaware of how nearly she had won the battle of wills with her Mistress, Cassie gasped and her need zoomed higher as Lila's free hand stroked the inside of her thighs, high up near the entry to her sex, her fingers sending additional arousal rippling up into Cassie's belly, but still leaving her unable to reach climax. With her fingers and toes curling in frustration, the blonde lifted her head and nodded urgently as her Mistress whispered, "Would you like me to give you a climax now, slave?"
Lila chuckled in delight, "You really are a sexy little slut, aren't you, honey? You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Go on, then, beg nicely and I might just let you submit to me."
Cassie whimpered, then nodded again even more frantically, her gagged cheeks reddening with humiliation as she was forced to beg for her own subjugation, even though Lila must know that she was more than willing, desperate in fact, to submit to her.
Lila did know, but was enjoying the game and had no intention of letting Cassie off the hook so easily. "Oh no, slave. No, no, no. That won't do at all. If you want a climax, you'll have to do better than that."
Cassie froze in shock, unwilling to believe that her Mistress could be so cruel, but as the fingers resumed their merciless torment and she learned how wrong her belief was, wave after wave of slave heat scorched into her belly and her sex oozed glistening juices. After that, there was no question of a contest between the blonde and her Mistress, for Cassie was beyond control, her body on fire with lust, writhing and twisting in her bonds, squeals of unbearable need leaking past her gag as she responded wildly to every caress and surrendered to the white-hot passion that only a truly submissive slave could ever know.
Shaking her head in amazement at the sheer havoc she had created in her captive's shuddering body, Lila took pity on the blonde and allowed her fingers to slip into her trembling sex. For an instant, every muscle in Cassie's body locked rigid, held motionless by an incredible jolt of arousal, then her orgasm erupted with stunning power in her convulsing belly as her hips bucked upwards to impale herself on her Mistress' fingers.
The fantastic sight before her was too much for Lila to resist and her hands shook with her own sexual excitement as she tugged off her bikini bottom and unbuckled the gag in Cassie's mouth. The instant the leather ball was pulled from her jaws, the blonde moaned, "I love you, Mistress. I love you. Let me serve you, Mistress. I beg to serve you as a slave. Please, Mistress, please, please take me and make me your slave forever."
Lila climbed onto the bed as quickly as she could, positioning herself with her knees on either side of the blonde's head and her face poised above Cassie's pulsing sex, then grated, "Please me, slut," and pressed her own sex down onto the pleading lips and buried her face between her slave's gaping thighs.
Cassie gave a muffled shriek as she felt Lila's mouth feasting on her, then licked and sucked madly at the delicate tissues of the redhead's labia and sex, her belly exploding in gigantic paroxysms as she pleasured her Mistress... and was pleasured by her. Shuddering in continuous climax, her love juices flowed in silvery streams over and past the probing, lapping tongue that tortured her with unbearable rapture and gave her not a moment's respite from the ecstasy that threatened to drive her insane. Cassie submitted willingly, joyfully and irrevocably to her utter subjugation and the Mistress to whom she could only ever be a slave.
Weeping tears of gratitude and love into her blindfold, her body racked with explosive spasms, Cassie redoubled her efforts. Her lips nuzzled and nibbled at the puffy, engorged folds of her Mistress's labia and the protruding button of her clitoris. Her tongue speared deep into the hot, wet recesses of Lila's quivering sex, as she tried in the only way she could, to repay the redhead for the shattering pleasure she had received.
Her success was signalled by a scream of release as Lila hurtled into her orgasm, her sex opening like a flower, then contracting as her belly convulsed with thrilling power and a flood of warm, salty juices gushed from her sex, down over Cassie's tongue and into her mouth, to be swallowed with delighted relish by the blonde.
Gasping for breath, sweat dappled bodies pressed together as their bellies pulsed in tandem, the two women lay trembling as each began a slow, delicious recovery from the orgasms they had each given to the other. Until, at length, the Mistress rolled from the body of her slave and wriggled around until she lay alongside the blonde, then unbuckled her blindfold and gazed into Cassie's soft blue eyes.
"That was wonderful, Cassie, darling," she whispered softly. "Just amazing. I never realised it would be so intense. Even better than last time."
"Yes, Mistress, I know," the blonde agreed, "Did I really please you, Mistress?"
Lila chuckled, "Oh, yes, honey. And how."
"Then I am happy, Mistress," but two big, hot tears squeezed from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
"Then what's the matter, honey? Why are you crying like that?" Lila was all concern.
"Because I... I love you, Mistress," Cassie replied sadly, "I love you and I want you and... and tomorrow you're going away and I'll never s... see you again."
Lila bent her head and gently kissed the blonde's wet cheek, "Oh, Cassie. If only I'd met you before. Don't you know that I love you and want you just as much as you want me?"
Cassie lifted her eyes to stare at the redhead, "You do, Mistress? Really and truly?"
"Of course I do," a broad grin curved the redhead's lips, "You don't think I'd go to all this trouble if I didn't love you, do you? That's why I made you submit to me. I wanted you to know how I feel about you."
This time, her kiss was far from gentle and as she crushed Cassie's lips under her own, the blonde gasped as her mouth was ravaged by the flickering tongue of her dominant Mistress.
"There, now," Lila giggled as she broke away, "maybe that tells you something."
"It does, Mistress," Cassie shivered with excitement, "it tells me everything I need to know, Mistress. That I am a slave and that you will always be my Mistress and that you'll never set me free and that I'll wear your chains for ever." Her voice broke with emotion and she whispered, "it's what I want, my Mistress, because I love you and I truly am your willing and obedient slave."
There could be no doubting her sincerity and Lila felt her own eyes prickle as the blonde declared her deepest desires and stared up at her. She blinked back her unshed tears and forced her voice to remain steady. "I accept your submission, slave," she said firmly, "I'll speak to Rod and my uncle about taking you with me. I don't think they are in any position to refuse, not after kidnapping you," she paused, "and then, slave, when we are far away from here, you will learn what it means to be owned by a Mistress who understands what a hot, sexy
slut you really are."
The threat, if it was a threat, worried Cassie not at all and she beamed with pleasure, "I will study hard, Mistress," she replied happily, "and I know I will have a good teacher, won't I, Mistress?"
Lila rolled off the bed and put her bikini bottom back on, then picked up the leather ball-gag. "You talk too much, slave and I haven't finished with you yet. You've only had three climaxes."
"But... But I thought...."
"What did you think, slave?" Lila was back in control of herself and the situation. "I have lots more plans for you and you told me yourself that you never wanted me to set you free."
Cassie gave a rueful smile, neatly trapped by her own words. "I did say that, didn't I, Mistress," she agreed, "I get the feeling that may have been a mistake."
"If it was, slave," her Mistress retorted, chuckling, "it's one you're just going to have to live with."
"So I see, Mistress," Cassie eyed the gag apprehensively, "before you put that thing back in my mouth, Mistress, may I ask what you're going to do to me now?"
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