6 My second guest, Erika
(M/fff, Abd, NC, CB, Abuse)
By Kray Kray20@lycos.com
We don't talk a lot, she's too excited, but before to leave I ask her about
Erika "I will bring her to you in two hours, Master... She's ready, I've only to
bath and perfume her... I would think also to a large enema if you like, Master"
<Good idea... wash her very deeply, at least 4 times... and bring her to me
filled, yes, filled and plugged, of course... In the case I will call you to
empty her when I will deem it suitable> Christine's eyes widen in delighted
surprise "YYYeeeesss, Master, yyyeeeessss! Her eager womb is going to have what
it needs"
<Don't be in a hurry, I'm reading a book, 2 hours or 3 make no difference.
The important is that you promised me a surprise, and I claim it!>.
A little less than 3 hours later I was reading and sipping my whiskey, when
someone knocks my door. I sit on the foot of the bed <Ahead!> . A sight!
All over her light-skinned body, which is glistening for balsamic ointments,
there are a multitude of red stripes in any direction. Only her weeping face has
been spared from the whip. Despite un-gagged, she strives to suffocate the cries
and the sobs which are continuously overcoming her. Although the evident
sufferance she dares to say nothing. Erika's defeated and lost young face
expression is witness of an indescribable agony, just endured and still biting
her.
Her hairs have been combed in a ponytail, but before to be gathered in the tail,
they swell all around her spoiled child face. The dark leather harness that was
trapping her chest has been substitute by an equivalent one, but white, and more
taut that the usual one, except around her waist, in which is loosened to allow
Erika's filled belly to swell freely.
A thin white leather leash hangs from the nose-ring and is swinging freely: it
seems awaiting for an owner... Me?
Her posture is slighting bent ahead, so I roll my index on air. Then she slowly
spins in place, allowing me to notice that her wrists are drawn higher than
usual, so that she could almost scratching her nape, and they are laced to the
harness along all their length by many thin straps.
Her arse is practically a continuous red stripe, and I could spot the
enthusiastic rubber cork into her asshole from which is hanging a pony tail.
She also wears shoes. White high heeled shoes, firmly buckled around her ankles,
but the most exciting thing is the pair of white ankle-socks she's wearing. How
Christine has been able to slip her on it is a mystery. She had to thread them
between ankle and (the permanent) ankle-cuff. But the result is a masterpiece of
lust. The ankle-socks are those of an impertinent collegial girl that is
experimenting her first seduction weapons. They rise not even above the ankle,
and then they open there in an exciting white frill that encircles the calf.
I tell her to face me again, and I admire the two spring clamps that are firmly
seizing Erika areolas, causing her nipples to squeeze out and the nipple rings
to shine freely. To each clamp is attached a 30 cm long leash chain.
While she was moving, I noticed strange contraptions on her pelvis. At first I
thought them consequence of the enema, but now I spotted something incredibly
amusing. Her clit was very uncomfortably stretched by something .
<Come here slave!> I grab one strap of her harness to balance her and
<put one foot on the mattress> with a desperately suffocate whine, she
performs, then I may appreciate Christine creativity. Two thin elastics are
tensed between her clit-ring and her two anal piercings, and they are harshly
pulling her highly sensitive sexual device, elongating it outside its
protection. Moreover, fucking her without releasing the elastics would means a
continuous stroking of them and a consequent agony in Erika's clitoris.
I tweak one elastic and I gently pull it, eliciting a subjugate whine of higher
pain.
But the surprises aren't finished yet. From her love canal it spurts the string
of a pearls necklace. The 10 hard plastic pearls are threaded inside her pussy,
and she's straining to keep them inside. Differently she would be punished, of
course, but moreover the pears would have to pass between the two elastics
tensed between her aching clitoris and her anus, pulling them more again.
Last harassment is a little spiked metal ball tied to the ending finger ring of
the pearls necklace. The spikes are not long, only few mm, at each Erika step
the spiked ball is stroked between her thighs, and causes an unbearable
distress. Erika's internal thighs are already all stitched and bleeding by the
spiked ball action.
"Master?" Christine appears through the room door. "Are you satisfied of my
surprise for you?" <Christine!... I'm impressed... I knew you were a
dominant, but I never could guess you could be so naturally talented!>.
"You flatter me, Master... I'm so glad to please you, Master... Your orders,
Master?" <Do what you want, Christine, but remain within call, I could desire
your services> "Yes, Master!".
<Erika! Walk! Around the bed, and don't stop until I tell you! And walk
pleasantly, or I call Christine>. She started whining at my order to walk,
but as I nominated Christine, she emitted a series of waving cries of fear and
she immediately began walking, striving to stay erect and to keep her legs
close.
Each step is a brand new torment on her clitoris by the elastics movements and
between her thighs for the merciless digging spikes, but her effort to continue
walking keeping close her mouth is admirable... Admiration toward Christine, of
course! Surely not toward that pampered idiot. Some good discipline and a lot of
sufferance is exactly what she needs, and I was tired to have to wait for.
Nothing to say, a female walking on high heels is always sexier than with low
shoes, and Erika makes no exception. Despite many uncertainties, due to her
terrible predicament, and despite her belly a little too round, thanks to the
trapped water, she's fascinating.
After enjoyed three endless tours around the bed, at Erika's endurance limit, I
recall her <Kneel between my knees, slave, and tell me why should I allow you
to attend at my sexual wishes> "...B.. . I... " she's blubbering
uncontrollably, and then I resolutely give her a resounding smack in her cheek.
<I posed you a question, I expect an exhaustive answer! Why should I allow
you to attend at my sexual wishes, instead of to put you in a torture device all
night long and to take in my bed someone more worthy?> "Nho! Nho!... I..."
then she starts to act something evidently learned by heart "I'm ready for you
now, Master. Now I'm aware, at last, of my real nature of servant. I will
perform whatever you will desire with my maximum obligation. I live only to obey
you, in the most humbling possible way. And I'm heartily sorry for the arrogance
of my far, past life. Please, Master, I beg you to order me something". Her
swollen eyes never end to shed warm tears. I'm pleased, pleased of Christine.
<We'll check if you are really ready... Do you like your new look, Erika?>
"Yes, Master, because I hope you like it" <Do you like the pain in your clit,
Erika?> "No, Master, but I deserve it, for my arrogance" <Do you think
your arms are rightly disposed, Erika?> "Yes, Master, they allow you to
dispose of me as you prefer"...
<Incredible! It seems you are become intelligent! CHRISTINE!>.
She arrives immediately she had to be just behind the door. "Yes, Master?".
<How is it possible? She even seems intelligent!> "No, Master, it is
simply her survivability that prevailed... And my menaces in the case she would
fail".
<Do you think to be able to reach such a result with Mary?> "Oh, no
Master. I want to do better with that whore, I need only a little more time"
<No hurry at all, Christine. Take whole the time you need. Now I would like
you untie the spiked ball from Erika legs and retire you again> "Immediately,
Master... Thank you, Master" <Last thing, Christine... Do you think Erika
could climax with those elastics?> "No, Master... I'm sure she would only
suffer terribly by the continuous pulling. If you desire she come, I immediately
release them, in few minutes she will regain her full sensitiveness and..."
<Absolutely not! Their enjoyment period is ended, now it is time only to pay,
and orgasms have to become a very rare issue for them> "Yes, Master... Thank
you, Master... Thank you very much... My superb Master!".
<So, bed-slave, we try the usefulness of your tit chains, are you happy?>
"Yes, Master, I deserve a little more troubles" she stammering says weeping in
fear and despair. I grab both chain and I drew her head toward my crotch. She
takes my cock at once and she begins to eagerly suck it. She already sucked me
many times, but this time she seems impatient to do it, as it was her only
desire... very pleasant!
But it is not enough <You have to pay the pleasure of sucking your master,
isn't?> She nods with her head, not daring to release my dominant cock. And
she continues to suck and suck even during my fierce tit pulling through the
clamp chains. She whines, she cries, she yells in anguish, but always around my
excited dick.
I lean on the mattress, with my feet still on the ground, around Erika, and
still grabbing and alternating tugging her tits clamps, that are so well
tightened on her areolas, that they don't loose their agonizing prey.
I deeply enjoy her job and her agony for a quarter-hour, and then unfortunately
I climax into Erika eager mouth. Her long whining of relief testifies the
unbearable anguish in her breast.
<You are happy to have finished sucking your master! On my lap, you deserve
an addition of punishment!>. A free hand spank wouldn't be a great thing, but
over such an already warmed arse like that of Erika would mean a tragedy.
I tie her ankles to a column of the canopy and I begin to spank and spank in
ecstasy my spoiled little girl, forcing her laid on my knees with my left hand
clasped to her harness.
She only may scream and enjoy each blow I administer to her burning butt.
<Do you like it?> "Nhohoho, Masteeehheer... B...but I dehesehervehe ihit,
Masteheher" <So do you want some more?> "Y...yees, Maasteer" <I was
tired, but if you need it, we'll go ahead!>.
After another good spank I roughly drew her head and I approach to Erika's ear
<No more mercy for you two, never... forever!>.
She answers with a long loud sobbing.
<Now Lay down, I want to fuck you... But before there is to empty your
pussy... Tell me Erika, does Christine filled your pussy before to put the
elastics ?> In the meanwhile I disposed Erika belly up, with her head near
the pillows and her legs at maximum wide with feet on the mattress and knees
half bent and lifted. I haven't tied her legs, she has to allow me on whatever I
will like by herself. "Y... yes, Master" <More exhaustive, Erika!> I give
a pinch on her thigh "HAAYYIII... YES, Master... She threaded the necklace, and
then she tensed the elastics between my ... clit and my ... butt piercings...
Master" <Good, then no one had played this music yet... Incredible... My
Christine she's incredible... CHRISTINE!> only 1 second, then few quick steps
around us, and from beside the mattress her warm, calm voice "Yes, Master...
Your orders?". <kneel here onto the mattress, beside Erika! Now I want that
you play Erica's new instrument>
She smiles, she support one hand on Erika's shaggy mons veneris and she grabs
the pendent ring. Then, ignoring Erika yells, as slowly as possible she begins
pulling the first pearl out. The pearl has to pass between the two elastics, and
before widening them it push them out, causing Erika's clit to receive a further
tension and pain. Then suddenly the elastics widen and the pearl passes at once
through them, but they close again awaiting for the next pearl and pain.
In a ten of minutes all the pearls are slipped out, and Erika is sobbing in
despair.
<You hadn't understood yet, Erika? This is only the appetizer, the great
music have still to arrive! Christine, lay beside her, with your head touching
hers!>.
Then I make room between Erika's elastics and I insert the head of my tool
inside her. I lay me over her and I grab her head <Now the show begins>
and I slowly push me inside her. The elastics follow my movement and cause new
pain in Erika's clitoris. She moans more in desperation for what have still to
come than for the present pain.
But before to continue <Christine, grab one tit chain of this pain slave and
never stop to abuse it!> then I switch my left hand from Erika's right head
side to Christine left cheek, and my right hand from Erika's left head side to
the apex of Christine head, grabbing an handful of her dark hairs.
I give a first complete out-and-in pump on Erika, and enjoying her anguish I
possessively kiss Christine's mouth.
She has a mix of convulsive laugh and weep into my mouth, then she immediately
replays to my kiss. Eagerly, willingly, desirously... pleasantly.
She holds me, and she starts to stroke my back, continuously pulling at Erika's
tit. I loose myself in Christine, and I unrewarding fuck Erika, that is moaning
in continuous pain in her clitoris and her tit, while her belly is seized by
cramps.
But nor me and nor Christine mean to ease her torment even for a hint.
I endure almost 15 minutes before to come, during which I never stop kissing
Christine.
As Christine already predicted, Erika hasn't be able to climax in that agony on
her sensitiveness organ.
<You haven't climaxed Erika! It is the first time that you get fucked without
climaxing. You have to accustom to this new life stile, my dear... Your life is
about to become very different... you will learn to enjoy it, I'm sure>.
<Christine, bring that slave to the bathroom, wash her and empty her belly,
then release her clit and loosen a little her bondage and bring back her
here> "Yes, Master". Christine general appearance is ... improved!
As they return I'm laying on the bed, with my penis softened and still dumped of
sex fluids. Erika is relieved but still scared and weeping.
Her hands are still behind her back, but very comfortably, and the harness too
has been loosened, except over her waist, on which it has been tightened, since
her bowels are now empty.
<Make her cleaning me, and then chain her collar to a foot of the bed. Give
her those blankets>. Useless to say how Christine made Erika to clean my
whole crotch.
"All done, Master" She announces me standing at the foot of the bed, ready to
leave the bedroom "Orders, Master?" <Where are you intention to retire to
sleep, Christine?> "In the cell, Master?" <No, isn't a proper place for
you anymore... In normal conditions, of course> "I... I... will sleep..."
<Here tonight> she shines in happiness <tomorrow morning I will show
you the little room beside this one, in which you will may retire when not
differently ordered >.
She doesn't even answer me, she gently climbs over the bed and she crawls beside
me. I lead her distending with her back to me, I link her wrists cuffs to a
headboard chain and I thread my hands around her. I keep possession of her big
tits and I knead them, not too gently but even not harshly. Christine seems
enjoying my hands as I was masturbating her, then I instinctively slip one hand
over her sex, but only to have the confirmation that my property is still well
insulated and protected by the chastity belt.
<I know you begin to feel a strong nostalgia of sex activities. Despite you
are unable to climax you are missing that slow pleasure on yours... A self
stimulation at least... Isn't?> "Y... Yes, Master, it is truth, I began to
miss it... But..." <But?> "But I love pleasing you, and if you fell good
by thinking of my pussy being insulated and craving for attentions... Hence I'm
glad to give you that satisfaction... How long as you decide... Even forever, if
you like".
<Mhmm... For the moment it is like this. Then I will communicate you my
will>.
<Is the love ball still installed, Slave?> "Yes, Master. It is inside me
since yesterday, Master" <For tomorrow morning, I order you to reminder me to
slip out the chastity belt for an half hour, to take care of your innermost. You
will have your hands tied, in order to avoid that my property is stimulate. I
will free Erika's hands to help you. She will be at your orders... Did you hear,
Erika?> a hoarse voice answers from the floor "Y... yes, Master... I will be
glad to serve my Mistress in all her needs, Master". I stretch out from the
mattress to see her. She's trembling and rolled up between the blankets, very
close to the bed foot <How much slack have you allowed her... 'Mistress'?>
"Almost 30 cm, Master... it is better she stays around... Master... ?" a long
pause of suspense, then <Yes, you are right, I'm pleased>. <Ohpss, and
Mary?> "She's enjoying her little cage for the night, Master, that one which
she asked you to put me inside" <Good... Have you allowed her any
orgasms?> "No, of course... Master" <Good girl, you are!>.
I would like to get asleep, but the continuous involuntary sobs and rattling and
shuffling of Erika are bothering me <Christine, do you think Erika has
improved enough> "No, Master, I think we still have a lot of work to do with
her, but she already lost her arrogance, then it is only matter of exercise on
servitude, not matter of breaking anymore..." <Continue> I'm disbelieved
from Christine keenness on my thoughts "... I think we could lessen her
training... if we notice a slackening in her learning, we could return to a
harsher attitude toward her". I'm glad <Erika! Did you understand?> "Yes,
Master... I think... Master" <Strive to relax and to rest well this night,
because from tomorrow your training will become more bearable. A little more
comfort in your bondage, non continuous tortures and a little lighter... But
strive to learn to be a perfect servant slave, or we'll immediately return back
to amusing full journey of pain like today. Ok slave?> She answers weeping
"Yes, Master... Thank you Master... Thank you Mistress" I feel a stiffening in
Christine body "Stupid idiot! If our Master is present, I'm nothing! Don't dare
to say nothing more now, or I could decide to punish you... Now keep calm and
sleep. You are a lucky slave to have found a Master so gentle with his slaves".
I satisfied touch all reachable spot of Christine body, that in the meanwhile is
managing to allow me in every possible way, then, tired, I gladly get asleep
seizing and playing with the nipples rings of a delighted Christine.
The following day, before to allow Christine to step out from her personal
sex-prison, I give her a second chastity belt, almost similar to hers, but with
the name 'Erika' printed onto its shell.
<This is the Erika's personal chastity belt. It will allow you to keep her
hands free and use her as a maid. It is of the same type of yours, but it is
realised expressly for her body. Is studied for long permanence, and of course
it is self satisfaction safe. The fibreglass shields, despite their relative
thinness hide a rechargeable battery, an electric locking device and an electric
discharges booster. By now you will be responsible of keeping it always charged,
like you already do with your one. See the explanation depliant to learn how to
install the many possible accessories. It is possible to install plugs for every
access, anal, vaginal and even urethral. You may choose among simple plugs or
vibrators. Holed, that allow inner washing or enemas, or electrical conductive
to exploit the boost, or love ball like yours, or combinations of them. The
chastity belt is my preferred toy, and this is the remote control of Erika's
one, use it in the most productive way, Christine >.
"Yes, Master... Don't doubt... C'mon, little Erika, to the bathroom, hurry up.
After a good and deep wash we immediately wear this lovely device, and I'm sure
that you will enjoy it a lot more than me... we only have to decide which tool
to install for your pussy entrapment first time ... But indeed, it is not a very
important choice, since by the time you will taste all of them".
The following days pass with Erika almost always trapped into her chastity belt,
enjoying all kind of pleasant plugs and funny games. I discovered Christine an
artist on avoiding Erika's orgasms, whatever she lasts inside her belly.
I avoid going to see what Mary has to pass, but I really wouldn't like to be to
her place. Very often I heard her begging desperately for mercy or screaming
uselessly.
At last she found what she always needed.
The ninth day all stopped. Worried, I checked what was happening, and I found
Mary tied on her cot with Erika knelt beside her, that she was healing her
wounds (un-bleeding wounds).
<Christine... What's happen, you overdone?> "No, Master, She's ready, but
she's too proved now to perform at her best... Allow me only few more days
and..." <It is your training, Christine, you decide... And I love going ahead
fucking Erika without allowing her to climax. Her attitude is incredibly
inebriant now... She would give everything only come a single time... I only
hope that your result with Mary will confirm my trust on you> "Absolutely,
Master... Be sure".
The Erika's fulfilment denial gives me great satisfactions. Christine slips her
the chastity belt out only when she may control her carefully, or when she has
to perform her sex duties with me, and in any case, always with her hands tied
far from her own sex. Erika is in a sort of continuative anticipation never
resolved. Used to climax at least 5 times at day, and in her first days of
captivity, even 8 or 10, now the difference is a nightmare of frustration... but
she has no choice at all. During her maid activity the punishments are become
minimal in number and intensity. Yesterday Christine decided to hang her to the
pole and to give her a good padding only to remember her who she was, or better
what she was. Instead, my intercourses with her are become very harsh and cruel,
because I like it, and because I want to take her without letting her to come.
Before of delivering Erika to me, Christine always put Erika's clitoris in
tension through elastics or in compression with clamps. She even found another
interesting way to prevent Erika's orgasms, but this method is very funny only
in the preparation phase. She orders Erika to lay on the terrible gynaecological
chair, then she strap her down very steadily and obscenely spread and exposed,
then after having tantalized her as long as possible she crudely transfix
Erika's helplessly clitoris with a syringe and she desensitize it by injecting a
drop or two of anaesthetic.
The result is that Erika's performances during my sexual abuses are improving
and improving. Despite my cruelty and that of Christine, who very often I call
between us to help me to torture Erika or to please me directly, Erika behaviour
is involved and involved. Despite her shouts and her grimacing of pain, she
engages to the desperate research of some relief, at least sexually... that
never happens.
At the end of each violent intercourse, Christine always washes and heals her,
then she puts her the chastity belt again on, with some plugs, to delude her
some more, then she brings back the poor Erika to our feet, on the floor,
between 2 or 3 blankets, shortly leashed to a bed leg.
But the thing that I mind most is Christine's reaction to all these powerful
psychological and physical stimulations. I stated that she may step out from her
chastity belt only if she has her hands tied uncomfortably, and only if I'm in
the closeness... And since I always have her remote control with me, it is a
mandatory fact.
During these periods, Erika, chastitysed of course, gets her hands freed, and
she lovely takes care of her mistress. But I seriously warned her that even if
Christine would order her, she has never to comfort or to stimulate her at all.
My revenge would be fierce, and I'm absolutely sure that Erika would never do
such a foolishness.
I also ordered her to call me in the case she would discover Christine rubbing
herself toward something.
But all these precautions are uselessly, because Christine would never dare to
disappoint me in thus way, and moreover, her vision of a self-stimulation isn't
so interesting like those of Erika and Mary.
Anyway I noticed a sort of 'growing interest' of Christine toward her own body.
My continuous touching her all over possible, still attempting to force with my
fingers the chastity defence, my taste into her mouth, which I very often use to
extinguish my desire after having pumped inside Erika, the wicked tortures I
enjoy to perform on her sometimes only for amusement or for some slight faults
hers or of Erika, they are all causes of strong stirring up for Christine.
By Kray
A little comment?... No? What a pity! I would really appreciate it... Bye!
Kray20@lycos.com
