“Do You mean, to You both, Sir?” Kitana initially queried, sounding confused over the way I expressed the terms of her submission. It was a response I was used to, as most POC, or people of color, in the D/s community were not exactly Poly.
“Yes, to Neferterri, too, young one,” I clarified. “Is there a problem?”
As she replied, “No, Sir,” I placed a hand on her shoulder. Despite the eighty-plus-degree weather outside, I surmised the reality of the situation was what caused her to tremble in front of me. I sensed something else, but I wanted verbal confirmation instead of assuming and making the wrong move.
“Is this turning you on now?” I asked.
“Yes…yes, Sir. i’m so wet right now, if You don’t mind me saying so, my Lord.” She picked up on my simple protocol pretty quickly, but she still had more to learn, as House protocol standards do become more intricate.
“I want you to be sure about this, Kitana, I mean, really sure.” I kissed her cheek as
I spoke to her. “you mean the world to us, and I don’t want things to get too complicated once you make your decision to be ours. This isn’t the swinging you’re used to; there’s a little more depth to this, baby.”
“Sir, i’m serious. i’m scared as hell of what i’m feeling, but i’m serious about seeing how deep this can go, if i can say so, Sir,” Kitana retorted without hesitation. “i would like to submit myself to You and be considered as a submissive in Your House.”
Neferterri found us in the bedroom, and she sensed something was definitely up.
Once she noticed Kitana’s body language, a smile spread across her face.
“So, you are serious after all?” she asked Kitana.
Kitana looked to me for response, but I only shook my head. “you heard your Goddess, Kitana. Answer Her question.”
“Yes, my Lady, i am very serious. i need to understand why this is turning me on so much,” Kitana answered. “i’m hoping to learn all i can from You both.”
“Then kneel before your Sir, little one,” Neferterri commanded. “I will adjust your position once you do.”
To our amazement, Kitana kneeled and assumed the same position the girls have learned and mastered. The only thing Neferterri had to do was adjust her legs so that they were spread properly.
“It’s what I thought. She will make an excellent acquisition, Beloved,” she mentioned, subconsciously licking her lips. “I didn’t think she was quite yet ready, but with the proper training, she could be as good as the other girls.”
“my Lady, may i speak?” Kitana waited until Neferterri answered her. “i want to make You proud of me, proud to show me off in public in the future. i assure You both i am very excited to begin my training. That is, if You are willing to have me?”
Neferterri knelt and gave Kitana a soft kiss across her lips. She wanted her to realize this wasn’t a dream, but she didn’t want to deprive her of the magic of the moment we shared.
“We care very deeply for you, Kitana, otherwise we wouldn’t be considering this with you,” Neferterri answered her. “If you’re willing to go slowly with this, I believe you will become an excellent submissive within this House.”
paka opened the door and quietly entered the room. “m’Lord, m’Lady, my Master is ready to begin the ceremony. my Master requests Your presence, Lord Ramesses.”
“Thank you, paka, would you please inform your Master I will be there in five minutes?” I replied before she bowed in reverence and left the room.
Focusing my attention back to Kitana, I knelt beside her and commanded, “you will accompany your Goddess to our area in the grand room. There, you will place yourself with our girls and kneel so you may witness your first collaring ceremony. We will discuss your consideration period after tonight has concluded. Do you understand Me, little one?”
“Yes, my Lord, as You command,” Kitana answered as she and Neferterri left the room.
I took a minute to compose myself now that I was alone with my thoughts. This unexpectedly wonderful turn of events was beyond my wildest dreams, but I had to ensure the rest of the guests did not sense the excitement and, dare I say, giddiness that came with new relationship energy.
Yes, I thought to myself, this will definitely be an interesting night after all.
Only, I didn’t know how interesting until I got to the grand room for the ceremony.
Decadent…
That’s the word I would use to describe the dungeon where safi’s collaring ceremony would take place.
From the carpet on the floor, thick and plush to the touch of bare feet, to the weaponry and extensive collection of leather, suede, and horsehair floggers hung on the walls, the room looked as it had in the past when the sister submissives before safi enjoyed their respective ceremonies. The St. Andrews Cross was displayed in the center of the room. Leather cuffs adorned at the four posts, where the submissive of honor had her wrists and ankles bound. Beside the Cross a few feet away, a collaring ceremony kneeling bench, laced in gold and ruby stones, was awaiting its latest participant in such a glorious event.
I still suffered from the goose bumps and mild excitement brewing within me. After all, I had assisted in these ceremonies since He first collared paka over ten years ago. I was barely out of college when Amenhotep insisted I knew the ways of a proper collaring ceremony so I wouldn’t screw it up when I collared my own submissives in time. No matter how many times I have been and will continue to be involved with collaring ceremonies, I swore the excitement and the anticipation never got old. It kept me on my toes at all times, to make sure I did not get the protocol wrong or skip any steps, either. I had a reputation to live up to, and I would not disappoint, not tonight, or any other night.
safi was dressed in next to nothing. It was Amenhotep’s bidding to ensure nothing was hidden from His view while they were in His presence. She was kept barefoot on the carpet as her arms and legs were fastened to their appropriate spots on the St. Andrews Cross, and her preparation was completed with my fastening the blindfold over her eyes. With a nod from Amenhotep, I began the ceremonial flogging and whipping session with safi. I began using a variety of different pieces of equipment: the leather floggers, the cat-o-nine tails, a couple of pinwheels, and paddles, too.
safi had already earned a reputation as a pain slut, meaning the more pain she received, the more aroused she became, up to and including to the point of orgasm. I felt the heat from her skin as I continued the pace. I alternated the usage of different pieces on her lower back, legs, ass, taking care not to miss a single spot on her skin, yet avoid damaging any body parts. The crowd was in complete silence, leaving safi’s moans and gasps of ecstasy to fill the room. They took notice of the art of the welts on her skin as I continued my session, taking breaks between switches to make sure safi had not taken off into subspace on me without my knowledge.
safi never once uttered her safeword, which pleased her new Master immensely. I kept wary of the time I spent for her session, making sure to leave enough energy for her final task. I finally removed the restraints from her wrists and ankles, eliciting the help of another Dominant to help keep her upright. The entire time, I kept up the communication in safi’s ear, ensuring she was still in the room with us all. After taking her down from the Cross, I silently commanded her on all fours so she could crawl to her place at the ceremonial kneeling bench and to assume a special kneeling position to recite her pledge.
Master Altar stood with Amenhotep in front of the crowd. safi knelt proudly, displaying the marks of her ceremonial session with me. As the specialized diamond-encrusted collar that prominently displayed “safi” across the front was placed and clasped around her neck by Altar, the crowd applauded. A subtle hand gesture from Altar quieted the applause as all eyes focused on safi as she summoned the last remnants of energy to complete her responsibility in the ceremony.
“I pledge my body and mind and will to You, my Master Amenhotep, and happily join as a willing slave in Your House. I
am Yours to command, as You wish,” safi recited, arousing another applause from the audience.
As I stood in my ceremonial robe to witness this affair, I scanned the room, noticing the Houses that were represented, both locally and nationally, in attendance. I selfishly zeroed in on the area where Neferterri and the girls were, noticing Kitana had also taken her place with them, as commanded. But what also caught my eye as I reluctantly left my area to scan the crowd was unexpected: there was Ice, on his knees, being stroked by Mistress Sinsual while on the opposite side of tiger.
When I made eye contact with Ice to figure out what he was doing with Sin, he lowered his eyes as a submissive would when a Dominant looked in their direction. I really needed answers, but first I needed to complete the ceremony, which required one final act on my part.
The act required me to attach the leash to safi’s collar, lead her back to the St. Andrews Cross in the dungeon, and publicly invite the other Dominants in attendance to flog her ass and back and on any spot as they wished, as is in keeping with tradition to complete the collaring ceremony.
Before releasing her from my control, I whispered into safi’s ear, “Enjoy your experience, little one. you are in good hands with your Master.”
“Thank You, m’Lord. i enjoyed my session with You as well, if this one is allowed to say so,” she whispered as I placed the blindfold over her eyes. “i am happy i was able to please You also, m’Lord.”
I placed a small kiss on her shoulder to provide a silent answer to her appreciation of our time together. I silently walked away as Amenhotep walked over to reclaim His property.
Neferterri was the first to greet me after I left safi. “Okay, did You see Ice over at Sin’s area? You know I’m curious how She managed to get him to kneel with tiger during the ceremony.”
“No more curious that I am right now, seeing him with Sin at Her feet. But I think we’ll have answers in due time. While You go scene with the girls, I will go interrogate our newest submissive about a few things.”
We headed back upstairs to the grand room, where Neferterri had left the girls to talk until we returned to them. Upon seeing us approaching them, shamise immediately settled into her kneeling position, with the others following suit.
“Take the girls and head to our room so You can have Your time with them,” I told Neferterri as each girl rose to her feet. “Kitana and I need to discuss some things.”
Since the pool area had been deserted in favor of the dungeon in the basement, it gave Kitana and me some time to talk alone as friends. I had to switch personas, which meant I was Kane again, just for a few moments because we weren’t at a swing party. But it would give her the comfort zone she needed to talk openly.
“Okay, sexy, talk to me. What brought all this on?”
Kitana sat in my lap facing me, straddling my crotch, which aroused me quickly, and while her body begged me to take her, she needed to explain herself and her newfound tendencies.
“Sinsual approached Ice about six months ago, at Your birthday party,” she began. “She whispered something in his ear while tiger was servicing one of the Dominas—i think that’s the term—in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Next thing i knew, he was on his knees, worshipping Her, letting her do things that he had never let me do to him. At first, it freaked me out because…well, You know Ice.”
Yeah, I knew Ice. He was one of the few I sat back and watched because he put on a show. I always wondered if he was trying to be a porn star with the moves he had.
Kitana continued, “Then, for some reason, when i took a closer look at how You were with shamise…the intensity of how You used the flogger on her…the way she called out Your name, and You hadn’t even fucked her yet, it got me wet as hell.”
“But we had been flirting and I had been teasing you about this for the last year at least.” I tried to resist the heat emanating from her body, but I couldn’t help it; she was really getting to me. She squirmed in my lap as we talked, and her passion consumed us both. It was only a matter of time before we would have to cut this conversation short.
“Well, remember when Mercedes chose me to be Your birthday present, to be Your slut? When You started to treat me rough, like You did with nuru…fucking my mouth, pulling my hair, slapping my ass, growling in my ear how good a slut i was for You…i came so hard i had multiple orgasms while You fucked me.”
“I really didn’t know that. Wow,” I uttered. I was speechless.
“Yes, I was so turned on by it all, I started to get high, like I was having an out-of-body experience,” she added. “I had to talk to Mercedes to calm down; I was so vulnerable. That’s when She told me You had helped me enter subspace.”
Once I’d finally gotten some answers, at least for now, I switched back to being Ramesses and told Kitana, “Come, there is something that you need to see.”
I took her down to the dungeon, where Amenhotep was busy breaking safi in while her hands and ankles were tied down on a padded work bench, bound in a doggie-style position. He had a leather flogger and was in full motion, slapping along her lower back, her legs, and her ass. Between each slap, one of the slave girls would take a pinwheel and rake it across the area that He worked over with the flogger. safi screamed her head off, begging her Master to give her more.
I took my place behind Kitana as she watched the whole scene unfold. The harder Amenhotep flogged and whipped safi, the louder she became, and the more the other girls encouraged Him to continue. I felt Kitana’s heartbeat quicken as I caressed her breasts during the scene, but she didn’t moan, as her eyes were fixed on the sights and sounds in front of her.
“Do you like what you see?”
“Yes, i do, my Lord.”
“Do you want to feel something like that?”
“Yes, my Lord.”
“Is it making you wet, My dear?”
“Mmmm…yes, my Lord.”
I caressed her ass while Kitana continued to watch. Instinctively, her body leaned into mine, trying not to lose her balance. When I gently tapped her ass, Kitana let out a gasp.
“Harder, please, my Lord. Spank me harder.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I pulled on her bikini bottom as well, snapping the band against her skin. I slipped the bikini top off her shoulder, exposing her breasts and watching her shiver with delight. I took my fingers and pinched her nipples, making her squirm while in my grasp. I held her in place, torturing her nipples by pinching them harder, waiting for her body to awaken before my eyes.
“Please, more, please,” she pleaded. I could barely hear her over the sounds of the scene, closing the space between us before I really got into it.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The second series of spankings caused Kitana’s legs to weaken, and I knew I had her then. Her hips began gyrating, as if she had been taking exotic dance lessons or something.
Finally, as if in a trance, she turned her head up toward my ear and whispered, “I’m Yours, my Lord. Take me now!”
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I’d swear, if I wasn’t me, I’d be jealous of me right about now.
Watching Kitana on all fours crawling down the hallway completely naked, except for the heels she wore, was a sight to behold.
Taking notice of all of the other Dominants staring as she swayed her hips and moved as fluidly as a seasoned submissive would made me proud to know she had chosen my Beloved and me as her Dominants. Wary of another Dominant touching her, I stayed closely beside her. Since she did not have a collar, a Dominant could technically still touch her, unless she stayed in close proximity of the Dominant charged with her protection.
She followed me into the bedroom where Neferterri and the girls were performing before a captive audience. Normally, I would have watched them all go at it, but because of what Kitana was doing to Me, I had to release.
“shamise, come to Me, now,” I commanded as I pulled her from the outside spot in the ménage she was a part of. She crawled on her ha
nds and knees over to where Kitana and I were standing, quickly moving into her kneeling position.
“Yes, Daddy, what do You command?” she asked on cue.
“you will prepare Me to pleasure Kitana, now,” I replied.
“As You wish, Daddy.”
As shamise began her task by taking my shaft in hand, I commanded of Kitana, “Help shamise in her task, Kitana.”
Kitana never hesitated, entranced the entire time she was with shamise.
The audience that gathered definitely enjoyed the sight that lay before them:
Neferterri had jamii doggie-style on one end of the bed, while nuru took a dildo to jamii from underneath. On the other side, Kitana and shamise took turns sucking me and getting each other wet. Thank God the other master bedroom we normally occupied was big enough to handle the ever expanding crowd, lest someone get a little upset they couldn’t see everything going on.
“Do you want to taste her?” I looked in Kitana’s eyes while my shaft was still in her mouth.
She nodded, and I motioned for shamise to lie on her back and spread her legs so Kitana could move into position over her exposed wetness.
shamise shook for a couple of seconds after Kitana concentrated on her spot. I grabbed shamise’s hair, thrusting my member into her mouth forcefully, knowing it would have her coming in no time. Within a couple of minutes, I felt shamise moaning hard through my thrusts.
“Prepare Kitana for Me, shamise,” I ordered.
shamise moved from her position and brought Kitana up on the bed. Whispering in her ear, shamise played with Kitana’s breasts, moving down her stomach to playfully slap against her clit. “she’s ready for You, Daddy.”
Sliding inside of Kitana felt different this time. Her body language was more animated, like her true self had sexually awakened and completely took over. My adrenaline kicked in, matching the intensity of the moment. It wasn’t long before the pounding that Kitana took would take effect. shamise noticed as she whispered into Kitana’s ear for me to fuck her harder and to beg my permission for her to come.
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