He took her to a comfortable armchair in the middle of the front row, but Hermione and Tony took the chairs on either side of her and that eased her tension. Damien bent over her “Katherine, promise me that you will neither say or do anything, whatever happens.”
“I promise, master.” Kate whispered.
“Good girl,” and then he stood up and his face took on a cruel, haughty look.
The seats were filling up rapidly, a senior dom had taken his place next to the punishment horse, and then Thomas came in leading a completely naked Naomi. Thomas stood next to the dom and Naomi took up the submissive position at his feet. The dom who, Tony whispered, was called Stuart, held up his hand for silence and everyone stopped talking. Damien was still standing in front of Kate and didn’t move, then Stuart said in a stern voice, “Thomas has approached a group of experienced doms, including his mentor Damien, to ask for help in his relationship with Naomi. She has been difficult and rude often over the last month, and Thomas has failed in his duty to her and not administered fitting punishments. They have asked for help as they wish to stay together. Naomi has agreed to be punished and Thomas has agreed to be retrained. Therefore Naomi will receive thirty strikes of the cane,” there was an intake of breath throughout the room, “Thomas has asked Master Damien to deliver the punishment.”
At that Naomi started to cry, saying “No please Th-- master, you do it.”
“It has been decided, be quiet Naomi.” Thomas muttered.
Damien walked to the side of the horse and picked up a springy cane, he looked cruel and implacable and Kate’s breath caught in her throat.
Stuart turned to Naomi, “Remember, you can use your safe word at any time, even now before your punishment begins. If you do that, it will be the end of your relationship with Thomas. Do you still agree to the punishment?”
Naomi looked at Thomas, who managed to maintain a detached air and sobbed, “I do.”
At that Thomas helped her up and led her to the horse, positioning her over it with her back to the audience, then he commenced spanking her, Naomi yelping at each slap. It seemed to Kate to last for hours. Finally when the whole of Naomi’s buttocks and the backs of her legs were a deep pink he stopped.
Damien stepped forward and said, “Thomas will count each stroke.”
Then he took a firm stance and the cane swished down, striking the top of Naomi’s bottom.
Naomi screamed, Thomas shouted “One.”
Each stroke came slowly, with time between each for Nami to scream then relax, and Thomas to count. When he reached ten Damien stopped, while Thomas checked on Naomi. Then the punishment started again, apart from the swish of the cane, Naomi’s screams and Thomas counting, there was complete silence in the room.
Kate’s body had jumped at each stroke but she had managed to keep quiet and by staring at Damien’s face had kept her face unreadable. At twenty Naomi had stopped screaming and was grunting at each strike; her sex was running with moisture and her body was completely relaxed.
Because Kate was watching Damien she noticed that he was concentrating hard and realised that he was making sure that no stroke ever landed in the same place as another.
Then she realised why Thomas had asked Damien to administer the punishment, he trusted him not to mark or injure Naomi. However Kate could see that administering the punishment had aroused Damien. He was breathing shallowly and his leather trousers could hardly contain his pulsing cock. Once the count of thirty was reached Damien stood back, Thomas released Naomi and carried her from the room. Everyone started talking and waiters passed round with drinks.
Going to Kate, Damien pulled her out of her chair and sat down placing her on his lap. Hugging her to his chest he closed his eyes and rested his chin on her head. Kate relaxed into him and when he cupped her breast and toyed with her bare nipple, she didn’t move at all. The punishment horse was removed and chairs were moved out of straight lines so people could sit and chat with friends.
James and a homosexual couple formed a circle with Damien, Kate, Hermione and Tony who doubled up as they had. Damien’s erection was straining to get to Kate through his trousers and he put his hand under her skirt and pulled down his zip. His aching shaft entered Kate as if it had a will of it’s own. She looked around in embarrassment but nobody was paying any attention to them so she relaxed.
“Are you alright Katherine?”
“Yes master,” she whispered.
“We will talk about the punishment later.”
As everyone chatted, the cross that had been standing to one side, was moved so the front so it was more visible. Kate was watching under lowered eyelids, the feel of Damien inside her was making her gasp with the need for release, and she was only half aware what was going on. Then her eyes sprang open as Claude led Charmaine towards the cross, or was it an x beam. Positioning her with her legs wide apart, and with her sex just below the cross beam Claude fastened her ankles to each base. Then he stretched her arms above her head and fastened them to the top of the beam. Kate couldn’t believe her eyes, Charmaine’s pubes and labia were tattooed the same red as her breasts and the chains that had hung from her nipple rings were fastened to rings pierced through her labia. Claude placed a blindfold, then plugs in her ears and turned to the audience.
“I have ordered Charmaine not to move or make a sound whatever anybody does to her. No actual penetration but anything else. Various toys have been laid out for your use. She is in a state of complete submission to all doms.”
“Oh my god,” Hermione said, “they really are beyond the limit.”
A couple of men who’d come with naked subs wandered over to examine Charmaine’s piercings. One of them jokingly plucked her chains and her body arched, but she made no sound. Some more male doms joined them as well as a couple of female dommes. Kate wriggled to see what they were doing to her and Damien growled “Do that again and I won’t be responsible for my actions!”
Kate couldn’t help giggling but said “Sorry master.”
One of the homosexual couple turned to James and said “Why do you let them do that?”
“Well you know, we don’t judge each other and Charmaine enjoys being on display and being roughly handled.”
“Well I don’t enjoy it, as far as I’m concerned it spoils the party.”
“Sorry Philip, but you don’t have to watch. Each to ones own.” James snapped.
Kate had nestled into Damien’s neck, to keep out of trouble. Her eyes were drooping and she felt really tired, it had been quite a day.
Damien pulled out of her and zipped himself up, then he said “Well, Katherine has had a very tiring day and I think I’ll take her home. So James, if you’ll excuse us we’ll be on our way.”
James stood up “Of course, my friend, I’ll come and see you out.”
Damien pushed Kate onto her feet and stood up with easy grace. Hermione said that it was time for her and Tony to go, so they all walked out together. As Kate collected her coat Damien called a cab, then stood chatting with the others. When Kate joined them Hermione tucked her arm through Kate’s and said “Kate, how would you like to accompany Anthony and I to look at a job on Monday?”
“Oh I’d love to,” Kate replied, then remembering where she was said “If that’s alright, master?”
Damien smiled and said “Of course it’s alright, Kate.”
Surprised at his use of Kate, she smiled shyly at him and hugged her coat around her.
“Will we pick you up?” Tony asked.
“Oh um, I don’t know,” Kate stammered wondering if she’d be at home or at Damien’s on Monday.
“Don’t worry Tony; I’ll drop her off at your place on my way to the office. About nine thirty do?” Damien answered for her.
Kate bristled, but then realised that it made sense so murmured “Thank you mast
er.”
Hermione air kissed her and Tony hugged her, then James took her hand and kissed it saying, “If you ever get fed up with that beast, I’m always here for you.”
Damien growled, “Back off Monk, find your own one off!”
Then James and he were hugging and promising to meet for lunch sometime.
Once in the taxi Damien pulled Kate into his arms and said, “I have been so proud of you tonight. Not only were you the sexiest and most beautiful woman there but you didn’t put a foot wrong. You behaved like a fully trained experienced sub.”
“Thank you master.” Kate snuggled into him, feeling happy and safe, an unusual feeling for her.
Arriving home Damien asked if she wanted anything.
“Only you master,” she whispered.
Damien sucked in his breath and said, “You have three minutes to get naked and in bed.”
Kate ran up the stairs, undoing her clothes as she went. By the time she got to her room she was unzipping her boots. Rushing into her bathroom she spent a penny while brushing her teeth, then quickly washed her makeup off. Dashing through the bedroom door she dived into bed just as Damien entered the room. He was naked too, so he must have hurried as much as Kate.
She was giggling and breathless, but as he grabbed her and flipped her underneath him she became still and looked at him shyly. Laying his full weight on her he took her head between his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. “Katherine, it didn’t shock or upset you when I punished Naomi. I thought you would be horrified.”
“When I watched you I suddenly understood all this submissive training. It’s not about bullying or demeaning somebody but enabling them. Then although you looked cruel and implacable I could see that you were taking care not to mark or damage Naomi. That’s why Thomas asked you to do it. Not to make it worse but to make sure Naomi could bear it, he didn’t want to lose her.” Kate gazed at him, wondering if she had said too much.
“You never cease to amaze me. You’ve been a working girl for years, but you are still sweet and caring, shy but feisty and fun to be with.”
Kate’s eyes clouded and Damien frowned, “What’s the matter?”
She closed her eyes and he growled, “Answer me.”
When she opened her eyes they were full of tears and she swallowed.
“Answer me.” He insisted.
“I don’t like you remembering that I’m a whore,” she whispered.
“I’m going to put you over my knee and spank you till you scream. To be the kind of whore you were, and I mean were, does not make me think badly of you. Nearly all the men I know have payed a call girl at some time. Mostly for the honesty of the transaction. I’m sure I don’t have to expand on that, do I? If Al is anything to go by, your clients treasured you, so don’t feel ashamed. The number of women I have used and abandoned makes me the one who should be ashamed. I want you as my friend, partner and definitely as my sub.” Then Damien lowered his mouth to hers and all conversation ended.
Chapter 9
Lying satiated in Damien’s arms Kate was almost asleep when she felt him move. He was climbing out of bed.
She sat up and asked “Where are you going?”
“Where am I going what?” he growled.
Kate frowned, then said “Master.”
“You will sleep alone tonight. Tomorrow you will spend the day naked and your training will continue. I will breakfast alone, in the dining room, a three egg omelette, toast and coffee. Once you have served me and cleared away, you will take your own breakfast in the kitchen. Make sure you eat well; you will need all your energy tomorrow. Once you have cleaned the kitchen, you will thoroughly clean the playroom. At eleven sharp you will be on your knees in the playroom, ready for me. Understood?” As Kate nodded he continued, “I will breakfast at eight sharp. Don’t forget you must also exercise before you make breakfast. I will know if you haven’t. Goodnight Katherine.”
As Damien left, Kate lay there feeling stunned. Glancing at the clock next to her bed she saw that it was gone two thirty already.
‘Bugger’ she thought, ‘ he expects me to cook, clean, workout and pleasure him on what? Three hours sleep. To hell with him!’
Then she reached out and picked up the clock setting the alarm for six.
***
Kate felt as if she’d had no sleep at all. The alarm beeped so loud, that she swept it off the table. To her annoyance it bounced and continued beeping. Swinging her legs out of bed she groped for the clock and managed to turn it off; trying to plan her time she headed for the basement gym. Switching on the treadmill she started her warm up walk wishing she had some music. When she started running she realised how uncomfortable it was without a bra or tight top. To stop her breasts from bouncing she wrapped one arm across her chest, it helped but was still uncomfortable.
Muttering under her breath, she cursed Damien roundly. Dredging up from her mind every curse and evil name she could throw at him soothed her, and she found her usual fluidity. Hesitating outside the gym door, Damien strained to hear what she was muttering. When he realised what she was saying, he frowned, angry, but then his sense of humour took over and he started to chuckle. She really was feisty, but she was doing as she had been ordered.
He turned the door handle noisily to warn her that he was there. When he entered Kate was walking again, slowing down ready to stop. As he started another walker, Kate stepped off hers and started stretching. His cock sprang to attention so he gritted his teeth and didn’t watch her. Once she had stretched she went to the weights and started arm curls. Glancing at his watch Damien saw that it was seven twenty, if she didn’t move to shower soon, his breakfast would be late. He frowned as he didn’t want to punish her today.
At seven thirty Kate picked up a towel and dried herself, then left the gym.
At eight on the dot Damien walked into the dining room, showered, shaved and dressed in black tee shirt and black jeans. A pot of coffee was on the table, and as he sat down Kate placed a fluffy omelette, and rack of hot toast in front of him. She then stepped back put her hands behind her back and lowered her eyes. Damien could smell the sweat on her body, and the smell of sex from the night before, his cock and balls became painful and he turned his head away and took a deep breath. A smirk passed over Kate’s lips, hidden quickly. She knew how the smell of her was affecting him.
Damien stoically waded through his breakfast, ignoring Kate completely. When he was finished he said “Thank you Katherine,” pushed back his chair and walked out of the room.
Kate quickly cleared the table and carried the pots to the kitchen. She knew she should make herself a decent breakfast, but it was nine o’clock already, so she quickly had some cereal and a cup of tea, cleared the dishes into the dishwasher and wiped down the worktops, muttering to herself again.
Her mind was angry with him but her body was itching to be at his mercy in the playroom. She decided to shower before cleaning the playroom so went up to her room. After straightening the bed she went into the bathroom, cleaned her teeth and stepped into the shower. Her body was aching in places she hadn’t known she had, and she stood under the hot water letting it sooth her. Applying shower gel to a sponge she soaped herself all over and when she reached her sex she used her fingers to soap all her openings. It stung, she was slightly sore, but she felt herself clenching at the sting. Then she washed her wild hair, putting plenty of conditioner on to help tame it; as she dried herself, her mind wandered to what Damien might do to her today and she felt herself grow moist again. After years of no sexual stirrings it seemed as if she was permanently aroused now.
Once she was dry, she brushed her hair straight and fastened it into a bun at the nape of her neck. Then she massaged scented body cream all over her body, a spray of deodorant and she was ready. Hurrying to the playroom she took the hygienic cleaner out of a cupboard an
d started to wipe down all the flat surfaces. Once they were clean she checked on the time, ten- forty, and opening drawers wiped the insides. Looking at the items inside the drawers her stomach clenched. There were all different shapes and sizes of dildos, nipple clamps of varying degrees of viciousness and things she didn’t even recognise.
In another drawer were all types of flails, from rabbit fur to leather. Also she found tubs of what looked like wax, and ordinary wax candles. Of course she had used hot wax on her clients, but had never wanted to try it herself, although she knew it didn’t burn one badly or leave a permanent mark.
Then she cleaned the rack with the canes, whips, paddles and belts on, they made her feel sick. Swishing a cane on her hand she yelped at the sting of it, and she tried not to think what it had been like for Naomi, but then remembered the wetness of her sex. Damien had said that there was a tiny line between pain and pleasure. When he spanked her, it stung to start with but then it turned her on. Maybe more pain would be more of a turn on?
Realising that it was almost eleven, she put the cleaning gear away and fell to her knees by the door. Just in time, the door opened and Damien strode in still fully dressed. Looking closely at her he said “You smell a whole lot better. In future shower before breakfast.”
Kate’s little devil went ‘Ha.’
“Sit back on your heels and open your legs wide, I wish to inspect you.”
‘What the hell!’ Kate’s devil went but Kate told her to shut up and did as she was told.
Damien knelt in front of her and examined her pubes. “When did you last wax?”
“I don’t wax; I’m having a course of laser treatment, master.”
“That’s good waxing can be a nuisance.”
“Yes master.”
Then Damien’s finger was parting her sex and he asked if she was sore.
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