Jumping In

 

I was on the phone with Myra when Jamie walked through the front door of The Collar.  I had given Myra a detailed outline of what Jamie had gone through this morning, and what I had planned for her the rest of the day.  Myra said she could help Jamie recover and she would be more than happy to help me with the rest of Jamie’s day.  Myra pushed the speakerphone without Jamie noticing, and then pretended to hang up the phone.

“Hi, may I help you?” Myra asked when she sent the phone on the cradle.

“Umm, yes I think so.  I’m looking for Myra, is she here?”

“Yes I’m Myra, and who are you?”

“I’m Jamie and,” Jamie hesitated for a moment before continuing.  “A friend of mine sent me down here to see you.”

“Don’t you mean you’re Slave Jamie and your Master sent you down here to see me?”  I was happy to hear Myra correct Jamie, and I would make sure she never forgot what her true name.

“Yes, I am Slave Jamie and my Master did send me down here to see you.”  Jamie was standing in front of the counter Myra stood behind.  She had dropped her eyes to the floor when Myra had corrected her mistake.

“Did you shower after your session with your Master?” Myra asked.  Jamie shook her head no.  “Okay, I have a session for you that will make you feel much better, but first you need to take a shower.”  The Collar had showers in the building and Myra directed Jamie to one.  In the shower room there was a standup shower stall, a toilet, sink, and a soft white bathrobe.  “Come out to the counter wearing the robe when you are done.  And make sure to use a lot of the body wash.  It is a personal blend that I use to help me recover, it works wonders.”  Myra closed the door and headed to the front counter.

Myra and I talked for a couple more minutes; mostly I informed Myra on Jamie’s morning and told her where Jamie would most likely be sore.  After we got done talking Myra continued to place orders for the shop until Jamie emerged from her shower wearing the oversized white robe.

“How was the shower?” Myra asked.

“Good.  Whatever your blend was worked great, I’m not nearly as sore as I thought I would have been.”

“Good, now the door on the right is the massage room, so go in there and get ready for your massage.  When I’m done with you, you’ll be ready for another session this afternoon.”  Myra gave Jamie a few minutes to get comfortable then entered the massage room.

The room was a ten by ten room with a leather chair sitting along one wall, while there was a counter with two sinks and cabinets along another wall.  Standing in the center of the room was an ordinary looking massage table with black leather upholstery.  The table had a white sheet acting as a skirt around the base of the table.

The white skirt covered four wooden legs of the table which were made of four by four pieces of wood.  The legs were bolted to the floor of the room, so the table would not move around the room.  Hanging from the two ends of the table was white nylon rope to restrain the person who sat on top of the table.

Currently laying on top of the leather table face down was Jamie.  Jamie had removed her white robe and hung it on a provided hook and covered her ass with a white towel.  The room’s temperature and lights were low for obvious reasons.

Myra walked over to the sink and filled one with warm water, then washed her hands in the other.  While waiting for the sink to fill with warm water Myra asked, “Did you enjoy your first session with your Master?”

“Very much,” Jamie replied.  Jamie had her arms raised above her head, and seemed to be very relaxed.

“What did your Master do to you during your first session?”  Jamie started to slowly replay what happened during the first session.  Since I had told Myra everything, she knew Jamie was leaving out some of the more embarrassing activities.

“What did you like the most?”

“Well I guess I would say sucking his cock, but other than that I would say the whole session.”

“Where are you the most sore?” Myra said approaching the massage table with a handful of warm lotions and lubes still in a bucket filled with warm water.  Jamie indicated that her shoulders and her hamstrings were the sorest.  Myra took a mental note that Jamie left out her tits as a sore spot.  Knowing from personal experience, Myra knew the tits were usually one of the sorest parts of her body after a session of the riding crop.

Myra grabbed Jamie’s hair and gentle put it above her head, so Myra would have a clear view of Jamie’s tanned back and neck.  Myra grabbed a tub of lotion and poured a large amount on Jamie’s neck and her back.  Myra did not skimp on the amount of lotion on Jamie’s back, and it took a long time for it to be massaged into Jamie’s skin.  Myra started to work on Jamie’s back and neck, paying special attention to her shoulder blade area and her neck.

“Tell me Jamie, what do you hope to get out of your relationship with your Master?” Myra asked.  Not only was she an expert masseuse, but also a very skilled interrogator.  During our conversation I had asked Myra to find out what Jamie wanted to do and what concerns she had.

“Satisfaction, experience, and thrills,” Jamie stated.

“It sounds like you’ve been thinking about this.  What, are you writing a term paper on submission?”

“No,” Jamie chuckled, and then moaned in pleasure as Myra worked harder on Jamie’s shoulder blade area.  “Last night I was told to go home and think about if I wanted to become a submissive.  Those three thoughts were the only thing I could think about, and I wanted to experience those three things.”

Myra listened and worked on Jamie’s back until she had worked all of the lotion into Jamie’s back and felt the knots in her shoulders and neck disappear.  Myra then covered the back of Jamie’s legs with lotion and started to work on her legs.

“Okay I’m not a college professor, what do you mean by satisfaction, experience, and thrills?”

Jamie didn’t say anything, just lay quietly on the table and enjoyed the feeling of Myra’s hands and fingers working on her legs.  “I’ve never had a sexual relationship where I’ve got as much satisfaction as the men in the relationship.  I was never in a relationship where I thought I could let the man exactly what I wanted out of the relationship.  Plus I know there are things out there I would like I just don’t know about them.  I want to try different things and see if I enjoy them sexual and make my sex life more enjoyable.”

As Jamie talked Myra continued to work on her legs, and paid particularly close attention to Jamie’s hamstrings.  Myra massaged the hamstring up to where Jamie’s ass and hamstring met.  As Myra worked the area just below her ass, Jamie started moan in pleasure as she told Myra what she wanted out of being a submissive.

“What about thrills?” Myra asked.

“I’ve always wanted to do things that would make me scared.  One time when I was in high school I gave my boyfriend at the time a blowjob in the men’s locker room.  I’ve never been so turned on, and I never sucked cock as hard as I did at that time.  I tried to do it again with my boyfriend, but he was too scared and didn’t want to do it again.”

Myra, rubbing her hands over a beautiful woman, and hearing about what Jamie wanted sexual, was causing her to become wet and horny.  With her Master being out of town for the next three days, Myra would suffer if she didn’t have a little fun with Jamie.

“Jamie, I’m done with your back.  I want you to roll over; I know from experience that your rib cage will be sore.  I want to work on it to make sure you are not sore later today.  Here is another towel for you to cover up with.”

Myra left the room and checked the front desk to see if there were any new messages.  Seeing that there was none, Myra returned to the massage room as Jamie was covering her large tits with the small white towel.  Myra took the bucket with the lotions and refilled the water inside the bucket with fresh warm water.

As the water ran into the bucket, Myra looked back at Jamie and saw her lying with her arms at her side.  “Jamie will you put your arms above your head?  It will be easier to reach your rib cage with them out of the way.”

Jamie with her eyes closed lifted her arms above her head, relaxed and waited for the pleasure Myra’s hands would bring her.  Myra returned to Jamie’s side with her bucket of warm water filled with tubes of lotions and lubes.

Myra started by putting large amounts of lotion on both of Jamie’s shoulders, and the exposed parts of Jamie’s arms. As Myra worked on Jamie’s shoulders, she watched as Jamie’s large natural tits jiggled from the motion of Myra’s massage. 

“Is there any experiences or thrills that you are hoping to experience during the relationship?” Myra asked as she started to massage Jamie’s upper arms.

“Obviously the sex in a public place would be something I would like to try again.  But actually I think I will do whatever my Master wants me to.  The other day, he made me masturbate in front of him, which is something I would have never done before.  But he told me what to do, and I followed his orders and had the most powerful orgasm of my life.”

While Jamie was lost in her memory of her orgasm, Myra quickly locked Jamie’s wrists in the restraints of the table.  Jamie was still lost in thought when Myra pulled off the towel that had been covering her tits.  With the towel gone, Myra could see the red welts left the riding crop, the rings left by the rope of the base of her tits.

“What are you doing?” Jamie asked.  She lifted her head off the table and looked at Myra.  She tried to move her hands and found they were bound above her head.  Myra quickly walked to the other end of the table and restrained her feet as well. Now Jamie was tied spread eagle to the massage table.

“I know what occurred during your first session.  You lied to me about where you were sore, and I decided I would take care of it for you.”  Myra reached down and removed the towel that had been covering Jamie’s pubic area.

With Jamie completely naked, Myra pulled out a tube of her special lotion and covered both of Jamie’s large tits with generous amounts.  Almost as soon as the lotion hit her skin Jamie could feel the tingle of the lotion.

“That tingles,” Jamie stated.

“I know, it’s the healing ingredients in the lotion that causes the tingling.  The tingling will last all day, and if it’s placed in the right areas it can cause a whole lot of pleasure.”  Myra dropped a large drop of the lotion on Jamie’s large clit which poked out from between her lips.

“Oooh,” Jamie moaned when the tingle of the lotion started to work on her clit.  As Jamie lost herself in the pleasure of the tingle, Myra started to rub the lotion into Jamie’s tits.  She paid close attention to Jamie’s areola, nipple, and the base of Jamie’s tits.  From the combination of lotion, cool area, and stimulation Jamie’s long round nipples were rock hard.

“My lord Jamie, your tits are gorgeous.  Are they real?”  Myra knew the large, soft globes were real, but wanted to have Jamie thinking of her most sensitive body parts.

“Yes they are real.  God you feel so good,” Jamie moaned.  She was already horny from her earlier session with me, and with the lotion tingling on her clit and her tits she was about to go over the edge.

When Myra was done with Jamie’s tits, she walked the end of the table and attached Jamie’s leg restraints to a pulley system in the ceiling.  Myra walked to the door and pushed a button and the pulley system started to lift Jamie’s legs off the table and pulled them towards her head.

“What are you doing?” Jamie asked with a little panic in her voice.  Myra returned to the table and smile down at Jamie.

“Don’t worry honey, I know what you went through and I’m going to make you feel much better.  Then I going to carry out an order your Master gave me when I was on the phone with him.” 

In her position, Jamie’s entire pussy and asshole were exposed.  Myra grabbed her magic lotion and studied Jamie’s pelvic area.  Jamie’s pussy was overflowing with juices from the lotion working on her sensitive clit, and her asshole had a pink color to it from the trauma of the first buttplug.  Myra dropped a large drop of the lotion directly on Jamie’s backdoor entrance and gently massaged the lube into the area.  Myra watched as Jamie’s hole puckered and relaxed with every move Myra made in the area.

Jamie had tried to protest when the first drop of lube landed on her sore asshole, but quickly welcomed the pleasure and relief the lotion gave her.  Myra then covered Jamie’s ass cheeks with the magic lotion and massaged it into the muscular tissue.

By the time Myra lowered Jamie’s legs back to the table, she was in a complete state of arousal and relaxation.  Myra left Jamie tied to the table, panting from the pleasure of the recovery lotion which covered her entire body and returned to the double sink.  While at the sink Myra filled another little cup with water and grabbed shaving cream which had been sitting in the sink filled with warm water.  Along with the shaving cream, Myra grabbed a bottle of warm wax that sat next to the shaving cream.

Again Myra went to the pulley system, made a few adjustments to the system and started the pulley machinery.  Again the pulley system pulled Jamie’s legs towards her head again, only this time the system pulled Jamie’s legs apart as they moved.

“Jamie sweetheart your Master told me he didn’t want to see a single hair on your body below you head.  I’m going to make sure he gets what he wants.”  Myra poured a large amount of the wax over the entire area between Jamie’s legs then dropped a wax strip onto of the cooling wax.  “Honey the lotion will help with waxing and won’t be nearly as bad as it usually would be.  Now I’m going to let that set up for a second.  I’ll be right back.”

Jamie laid on the table lost in the tingle of the lotion, the cooling wax as it worked its way into her asshole and her pussy as it cooled.  Jamie figured Myra must have been a professional salon worker at one point in time, since she knew to press the wax strip down for a better grip.  Jamie was lost in the feeling of the tingling lotion on her tits and her pelvic area along with the now cool wax when the door to the room opened.

Myra entered the room once again, only this time instead of wearing the tight fitting t-shirt and short shorts she had been wearing, she wore her master’s favorite outfit.  Myra’s outfit consisted of waist cinching black leather corset that went above her tits, and had two holes cut out to allow for Myra’s tits to be exposed.  At the bottom of the corset which stopped above her waist and left her pussy area completely exposed.  Myra wore a black leather garter belt attached to black fishnet stockings with stiletto high heels.

Myra’s large artificially enhanced breasts started to color from the small openings in the corset.  Much like Jamie’s tits, Myra’s nipples were becoming rock hard from the lack of blood flow to the area.  But that was the only thing the two women’s tits had in common.

Unlike Jamie’s large tits, with the huge, dark brown areola’s that covered almost the entire front of her tits, with the long, round nipples that stuck out nearly a quarter of inch.  Myra’s tits were a pair of perfectly shaped globes, but had dime sized nipples which were almost black in color.  Myra’s nipples didn’t stick out nearly as far as Jamie’s but were helped by the stud piercing of each of the nipples.

“Jamie honey, look at me, and look good.  This is the type of lingerie you are to wear whenever you are in the company of your master.  When you are done with this recovery session, I will measure you and I have some outfits you pick out made for you surprise your master with.  But first we have some things to take care of.”

Myra approached Jamie on the table and quickly pulled the wax strip quickly off of Jamie, pulling all of the tiny hairs that had grown in Jamie’s crotch area.  Jamie jumped a little from the sting of the hair being pulled out by the root, but overall took it very well.  Myra dropped more lube on Jamie’s pussy and asshole and massaged the lotion into now extra sensitive areas.

Myra then dropped Jamie’s legs back to the table, returned and covered Jamie’s V of pubic hair with the warm shaving cream and shaved all of the hair off with a straight razor.  When all of the hair was removed, Myra placed a steaming hot towel over the area to help the pours breath.  Myra left Jamie on the table and returned everything to the double sinks, before returning to Jamie’s side.

Myra pulled off the warm towel and rubbed the area where Jamie used to have a V of hair.  “Feels smooth.  You should know that your master will require you to be bald at all times like me.”  Myra moved back and allowed Jamie to get a good view of Myra’s bald pussy.  But you know it’s hard to tell if I got everything with just my hand.”  Myra moved back to Jamie’s side and began to rub Jamie’s pelvic mound, then started to move up the side of Jamie’s torso.  “How are you feeling honey?”

“Very nice,” Jamie moaned.

“Jamie have you ever been with a woman before?” Myra asked

“What?” Jamie’s eyes bulged.  “No I’ve never been with a woman.”

“Well I think this is a good time for you to experience something you’ve never experienced before.  You see Jamie women know how to touch other women.  Men are rough and gruff, on the other hand women are soft and smooth” Myra ran a black painted finger nail around Jamie’s large areola.  Almost immediately, Jamie’s nipple jumped to attention.  “You see sweetie, men wouldn’t know how to do that, but women do.”

Myra leaned down and gently kissed Jamie on the lips, then started to work her way down Jamie’s neck to her collar bone.  Much to Jamie’s delight, Myra ran her finger nails lightly over her body while continuingly kissing Jamie’s body.  The combined actions caused Jamie to have goose bumps.  Eventually Myra made her way to Jamie’s tits and started to cover Jamie’s areolas with wet kisses.  With Jamie’s eyes closed from the pleasure, Myra lightly bit down on Jamie’s nipples causing a moan to escape from between Jamie’s lips.  Myra then started to crawl up onto the table, moving her face towards Jamie’s pussy.

Myra’s stocking covered legs straddled both sides of Jamie’s head giving her no where else to look but at Myra’s clean bald pussy.  Jamie could smell the musky scent of Myra’s wet pussy from the four inch distance between her nose and Myra’s pussy.  Then Myra lowered her pussy to Jamie’s lips.

Myra waited for Jamie to start, but Jamie did nothing.  “Okay honey I want you to do what you feel me doing.  Okay?”  Jamie gave a muffled yes and Myra dropped her head into Jamie’s crotch.  Jamie followed Myra’s instructions to a tee, and every Myra would suck, she would feel a return suck from Jamie.

When Myra got close to orgasm, she pulled her head out of Jamie’s crotch and sat back on Jamie’s face.  “You’re third punishment for not calling your Master by name is that you are to be sexual frustrated for the remainder of the day.”  As Myra talked Jamie continued to lick and suck on Myra’s clit and pussy. “When you are done bringing me to orgasm, I’m going to put a remote controlled vibrator in you for the rest of the day.”

As Myra got closer to orgasm, she started to play with Jamie’s tits, squeezing her nipples with every wave of pleasure that washed over her. By the time she came, Myra had Jamie’s nipple smashed in between her fingers and had almost twisting them 180 degrees. 

When she came down from her high, Myra got off of the table and looked at Jamie.  Her entire mouth and jaw area were covered with the juices of Myra’s orgasm.  Myra leaned down and kissed Jamie once again, this time probing Jamie’s mouth with her tongue.

“That’s the second time today you’ve had someone come on your face isn’t it?” Myra said after the passionate kiss.

 

To be continued.

A Night to Remember

 

 

I was ready for Jamie when she finally arrived.  I had just finished with our last basketball practice of the year an hour earlier.  I made sure I hurried home, showered, threw on a pair of basketball shorts and placed a call to Myra moments after Jamie had left The Collar.

            Myra told me Jamie did have a rough day, but had forgotten to find if Jamie had had an orgasm during her trying day.  I thought it was weird that Myra would forget to ask Jamie about her orgasm, and I told her as much.  Myra then informed me of her situation with the infuriating black butterfly which continued to hum on her ever growing sensitive clit.

I told Myra I felt for her and wanted to meet with her Master at some time to discuss possible challenges I could have Jamie perform.  Myra said she would pass the message on, and then hung up with a moan as the little butterfly continued to frustrate her.

When I was done with Myra, I ran into the playroom and grabbed the video tape from earlier in the day and got some items ready for the evening activities before I returned to the living with the tape in hand.  I popped the video tape into the VCR under my 60” television and pushed play.

As I sat down on the couch in front of the TV, a picture of Jamie standing naked in the playroom.  I continued to watch as the morning activities played out on the screen.  I had hoped Jamie would have shown up early enough to watch most of what she had gone through, but still hadn’t shown up by the time the tape turned black.  A little angry and horny I rewound the tape and started it again.  I was tying Jamie’s hand to the rope in the ceiling when a knock finally came at my front door.

Since I was a little pissed, I waited until Jamie knocked again before I went to answer the front door.  When I opened the door, Jamie stood on the front stoop wearing her full length overcoat.  Jamie held the neck of the coat together so no one could see the leather collar she was wearing.  She flashed me a smile, but I could see the worried look on her face.  She made a move to go around me, but I stepped in her way stopping her.

“No slave of mine will ever wear an overcoat into my house.  Take it off.”  Jamie’s eyes became the size of half dollars when she heard she was going to stand outside my front door wearing practically nothing.  “Do you have a problem with the order I gave you?”

Jamie shook her head no, and let go up the collar of her overcoat and it dropped down and open to reveal a complete view of the top of her large tits. The coat didn’t cover the top of Jamie’s large brown areolas, but did just hide her protruding nipples.

Jamie worked quickly on the buttons of the coat and the belt which she had wrapped around her waist.  Once everything was undone, she shrugged out of the coat and stood in front of me wearing the hot pink corset with fishnet stockings of the same color.

Jamie pleaded to me with her eyes, as I made her stand on my front stoop for everyone to see if they happened to look in our direction.  I finally stepped out of the doorway and let her enter my house.  Once she was inside the house, she dropped to her hands and knees and crawled the rest of the way into my living room.  I admired the view of her muscular ass as it was framed by the three leather straps which held the still vibrating butterfly on her clit.

“Slave, I want you to stand up and walk the rest of the way into the living room.  We have a couple of things we need to talk about before we get going too far tonight.”  Without a word, Jamie got to her feet, which were still covered with the 8” high heels.  As she stood I noticed the effect the heels had on her body.  To keep her balance and walk gracefully, she had to thrust both her tits and ass out and they caused the muscles in her legs to flex.

Once we were in the living room I said, “Jamie I’m going to show you some different things I want you to do.”

“Whatever you want Master,” Jamie replied.

“When you are in my presence and I tell you to pose I want you to put both of your hands behind you neck and point your elbows away from you head.  Now I want you to pose.”  Immediately Jamie brought her hands up behind her neck with her elbows pointing away from her head.  I walked over to her and pulled her elbows back a couple more inches to show her exactly how I wanted her to pose.

“Very good,” I said.  I admired Jamie’s large tits, which were now shoved forward.  “Now relax for a second.”  Once Jamie dropped her arms to her side I continued.  “When I tell you to present, I want you to drop to your knees and spread them as far as you can, while you put your arms in the same position as you do when you pose.  Now I want you to present.”

Again Jamie dropped to her knees without a word and spread her knees and put her hands behind her neck.  Again I corrected Jamie’s position by spreading her knees farther apart than she had on her own.  With each move to spread her knees, Jamie let out a moan as the vibrating butterfly came into contact with more of her clit than it had previously.

“Slave you look wonderful, and you’ve done a good job with what you have been told,” I said.  I took a walk around Jamie as she held her pose, and I drank in her beauty.  After my trips around her body, I walked over to the couch next to Jamie and sat down.  “Sweetheart I want you to relax your arms, but stay on yours knees as you are.”

Jamie seemed to relax as she dropped her arms to her sides and took a deep breath from the relief of holding her arms in the air for an extended period of time.  As I waited and let her get more comfortable, Jamie looked around the room for the first time and saw herself on the television screen.  She immediately started to blush and her eyes bulged out of her head as she watched herself on the screen.

“What’s wrong?  Are you ashamed of what you and I did this morning?”

“No Master, I just did not expect to see myself on television.”  Jamie couldn’t take her eyes on herself on screen where her arms were being pulled into the air behind her back causing her to bend farther over.

“You might want to get used to it.  I am going to tape each and every session for my pleasure when you aren’t around.  And we can use them as game film and work on things we do not do correctly during the session.”  I watched Jamie as she watched herself on screen take the large red ball gag in between her teeth.  “Slave I want you to continue to watch yourself, but I also want to hear about your day”

“Master what would you like to know about my day?”

“I guess I want to know what you liked and disliked about the day.  Did anything give you a thrill knowing you had the butterfly strapped to your clit while you sat in your classes?  And most importantly did you break your rule and cum during the day.”

Jamie started to recite her day as she posed and watched herself on screen get spanked with the riding crop.  Each time the crop slapped against her ass on the screen, she jumped in the living room.  The little jumps caused her large tits to bounce, so I didn’t say a word and enjoyed the scene.

Jamie told me she enjoyed everything about the day, except for the frustration of the stopping and starting butterfly and now the non-stop butterfly.  Jamie stated her favorite part of the day was her session with Myra and looked forward to a chance to meet with her again to help her recover.  I told her she would be seeing a lot of Myra, and what happened during those sessions were out of my control.  By the time she finished recounting her day, she was breathing heavily for the film, her memory and the damned vibrating butterfly.

“Did you break your rule and cum?” I asked.  Jamie had forgotten to mention if she had followed my rule or not.

Jamie dropped her head to her chest and I knew she had had an orgasm at some point in the day.  “I’m sorry Master, but I did have an orgasm.  I wasn’t my fault.  I had it while I was doing my sit-ups for cheerleading.”

I nodded my head.  I had expected her to at least to have one, and I thought it would have been earlier in the day than after her practice.  I was very impressed with her ability to fight off the urge to cum.  “I hope you know I will have to punish you,” I said.  Jamie nodded her head and dropped her chin to her chest once again.  “You will be punished, but it will not be tonight.  Tonight you are to be used the way I would like to use you.  This will be a foreshadowing of what our relationship will be like in the future.”

Jamie nodded her head, but didn’t say a word.  “Jamie I do have another question.  Why did you make me wait so long for your arrival?”

“I’m sorry Master, but I ran into my academic advisor in the street.  I didn’t know your neighbor across the street was my adviser.”

“I didn’t know Stacey was your adviser.”  I thought the news was intriguing and wanted to use the information to my advantage in Jamie’s future training.  “Are you ready?”  She nodded her head.  “Okay now get up and walk into the playroom.”

Jamie struggled to her feet with the butterfly vibrating on her soaking wet pussy, and the high heel shoes making it difficult for her.  Once she was to her feet, she again had to push her tits and ass out to maintain her balance.  As she started to walk towards the playroom, I noticed how she had to shove her hips side to side to walk gracefully in the high heels.  Jamie looked extremely sexy in her outfit, and she gave me a raging hard on by the time we entered the room.

As she entered the room, I could see in the mirror opposite the doorway that Jamie was watching her tits as she walked.  The motion of her gate caused her large tits to bounce beautifully.

“Slave it’s time for you to pose.”  This time Jamie put her hands behind her neck and pulled her elbows as far back as she physically could.  Along with her arms, Jamie spread her feet to shoulder width apart, which would make my next task that much easier.

 

“Do not move until I tell you to.”  I left Jamie’s side and grabbed four leather cuffs which were three inches wide with four D rings placed on each of the four sides of the cuffs.  With the cuffs in hand, I returned to Jamie’s side and dropped to one knee behind Jamie so she couldn’t see my actions.

Since we’ve started this relationship, I had yet to lay a finger on her body, and with her in the outfit I was dying to.  With my fingers, I lightly traced the leather straps of the butterfly vibrator, then moved to the crack of her ass and traced it down to where the buttocks meets the legs.  After tracing her ass, I massaged her thighs with both hands and worked my way down to her ankle.  Once I was at her ankle I grabbed one of the leather cuffs and attached it to her leg, and then I started with the same ritual with her other leg until I attached the other cuff to her leg.  Before I stood, I gave Jamie’s ripe ass a hard swat, which got a loud moan from her.

Once I was to my feet, I grabbed on of her arms and attached the cuff to her wrist and repeated the same to her other wrist.  I told her to continue to pose as I returned to my toy counter and pulled a smaller table out from under the counter.  The little table sloped down from one end to the other end with padding on top covered with black leather.  The table was held up by one large post with a base of four legs to make sure the table didn’t topple over.  Attached to the base of the table were four closing hooks.

I brought the table over in front of Jamie; I held the shorter end of the table, with the taller end pointed at Jamie’s waist.  “Jamie I want you to lye down on this table.”  Since the higher end of the table was taller than her legs, Jamie had to hop up onto the table. 

Once she was completely on the table and lying down, the table covered just her midsection and let her legs, arms, and tits hang.  I attached the closing hooks to the cuffs on Jamie’s legs and arms, completely attaching her to the table making it impossible for her to move.  Since the way she was laying caused her hair to fall into her face, I took a piece of rope and ran it through a hook in the ceiling and tie her hair with the rope.  Attaching her hair to the rope in the ceiling caused her to lift her head once again so she could see herself in the mirrors. 

With her in the position I wanted, I took a trip around her body and admired what I had done.  Jamie’s large, round tits hung from her chest, and if I hadn’t pulled her head back by her hair she would be able to suck on her tits.  As I moved around her body, I got a clear view of her spread ass and her asshole and her partially covered pussy.  The rest of her pussy was blocked by the hot pink butterfly.

I took a key out of my gym shorts and undid the lock which held the straps of the butterfly together.  I quickly took the vibrator off of her clit, which caused another moan to escape from Jamie’s lips.  Once the vibrator was off, I could see Jamie’s large, swollen clit and I knew I would have some fun with it.

I took the vibrator back to the counter and grabbed a couple of items and returned to Jamie.  I once again I put the items down behind Jamie so she couldn’t see what I’ve brought back.  Grabbing two lengths of string with nooses tied to both ends and took them around in front of Jamie.  Before I showed the items to Jamie, I got down on my knees and gave Jamie a kiss.  Both of our tongues played together, as I played with her hanging nipples with my hands.  Once I thought her nipples had swollen enough for my plans, I broke the kiss with Jamie.  I then held one of the pieces of string up for her to see.

“Jamie do you know what I plan to do with this?”

“No Master I don’t have any idea.”  After her answer, I reached down and put the noose around her right nipple then grasped her nipple with my other hand and pulled it down as hard as I could.  Jamie screamed from the shock and pain from her nipple being pulled on.  Once I got as much of the nipple as I could, I pulled the noose tight and let go of her nipple.  When the nipple returned to its normal form, the noose held tight and caused the tip of her nipple to bulge from the lack of blood flowing to the sensitive nerves in the area.  I did the same to her other nipple, and soon both of her nipples were turning purple as Jamie moaned from the pain.

“How does that feel?” I asked.

“They hurt.”  Jamie started to take deep breaths to fight the pain in her most sensitive areas.

I went back around Jamie and grabbed another item which she would become accustomed to in the future.  When I returned to her front, she had her eyes closed as she fought the discomfort of her nipples.  I held up the square piece of metal with one side could slide in and out from the other side of the square.  On the inside of the square, there were tiny little teeth which would bite into whatever the square was screwed onto.

“Slave open your eyes.”  I waited until she opened her eyes and turned her attention to steel square I held in my fingers.  “Do you know what this is?”  Once again she shook her head.  “This is another type of clamp, which you are going to become very familiar with.  Now I want you to relax and enjoy the bite this little baby has.”

Taking the clamp with me, I moved behind Jamie.  When I was behind her I was surprised to see the inside of her thighs all the down to the top of her stockings soaking wet with the juices from her pussy.  I placed the clamp around Jamie’s swollen clit and placed the metal square around her clit so the clamp could get a good bite on the nerve endings.

“NO, NO!” Jamie screamed as I pulled on her clit.  She continued to plead with me while I tighten the clamp down on the sensitive nerve endings.  Eventually her pleadings turned to a scream as the tiny teeth bit into her clit.

“Slut, what did you say to me!” I demanded once I had the clamp on and stood up behind her.

“I’m sorry Sir, but the clamp hurts.”

“I don’t give a shit; you will never forget to call me Master or Sir again.”  With my bare hand I gave each of her ass cheeks a spanking until the skin turned to a bright pink color.  When I was done spanking her ass, I was surprised to see the top her stocking were now drenched with the juices from her pussy.

I grabbed a couple more items from behind her and walked in front of Jamie again.  I knelt down and checked to make sure the strings on her nipples were still tight, I worried they might have become loose since her entire body was covered with a sheet of sweat.  The strings held tight after I gave each a hard tug, and Jamie let out a loud moan with each tuck as well.

I took a weight with a hook on one end and put the hook through the noose opposite her nipple.  As I let go of the weight, Jamie let out a scream of pain as her nipples were stretched and pulled.  I repeated the process to her other nipple, and when both nipples had the weights hanging from them, I pushed the weights to the side so they would swing back and forth.

Jamie continued to moan as the weight hanging from her tits swung back and forth.  Once again I walked behind her and took a dildo which was a replica of a man’s cock and shoved it into Jamie’s sopping pussy.  When the dildo was all the way into her pussy, Jamie started to convulse as she started to fall into the throws of a powerful orgasm.

“Slut, you are only permitted to cum if you tell me you are a cum loving slut.  Do you understand me?”

“Yes Master,” she panted back to me.  She continued to convulse as the weights swung back and forth.  I decided I would help her move on with her orgasm and gave her ass a hard slap.  Jamie let out a moan, and then.  “Master I’m a cum loving slut.”  The word slut came out as half word, half scream of pleasure as she had an extremely powerful orgasm.

Jamie’s body continued to jump and shimmy on top of the little table.  With each of the little jumps, the weights on her tits jumped with her and continued to bounce.  I watched her cum for a couple of minutes, and with no end in sight I walked over to the counter top and grabbed the next items I wanted to tryout on her when she came back down from her orgasm.  As I got everything together, I heard something fall to the floor behind me.  I turned to see the dildo I had shoved into her pussy laying on the floor.  Jamie had been squeezing the slippery dildo with her pussy muscles so hard she had pushed it out of her.  Jamie started to wiggle her ass in hopes of the dildo returning to her dripping wet pussy.  I decided to leave the wet dildo on the floor until I was ready to return to Jamie.

After four minutes, Jamie’s moans finally died down and I could tell she was tired from her orgasm.  Except for the little aftershocks which caused her to flinch on top of the table, Jamie lay exhausted.  She was so tired she didn’t even try to hold her head up, and let her hair be pulled by the rope attached to the ceiling.

I gathered up my next items and returned to Jamie’s side once again.  Jamie had her eyes closed, but opened them when I leaned forward and gave her a hard French kiss.

“How was your orgasm?”

“Unbelievable Sir,” she replied.

“Are you ready for more?”

“Whatever you want me to do Master.  I’m yours to do what you will.”  I gave her another kiss and moved around behind her again.  The room had filled with the scent of her pussy, and the entire inside of her stockings down to her knees were soaking wet.  I grabbed the life like dildo and shoved it back into her pussy.  Jamie let out another moan as she was filled with the medium sized toy once again.

With the dildo lodged back in her dripping wet pussy, I took a tube of lube off the floor and dropped a large gob directly on her asshole.  Jamie let out a moan as the cool lube hit her asshole, but this time it didn’t pucker as it had the night before.  Jamie was completely relaxed from her orgasm and her backdoor would be easily violated.  I grabbed a long string with small balls spaced out along the string up for Jamie to see in the mirror.

“Slut do you know what this is?”  Jamie shook her head, and then closed her eyes and waited for what was next.  “Slut these are anal beads and you are going to love them.”

I lube up each of the beads to make the entrance that much easier, then placed the first bead on her asshole and slightly pushed on the bead.  With very little effort the bead was swallowed by the little brown hole.  As the bead entered her bowels, Jamie let out a moan.  I repeated the process two more times, with each bead’s entrance into her ass getting easier and easier.  I was about to put in the fourth bead when the phone to my house rang.

I left the playroom where Jamie had her pussy and ass filled with toys and answered the phone.

“Hello.” I said into the phone.

“Hey, this is Mike,” the voice of the phone said.  Mike was the owner of The Collar and Myra’s Master.  “I heard about you new sub, and wondered if you would like to get together with my slut and I?”

I agreed and we made plans for the following evening.  Mike told me he had some ideas for the girls and to have Jamie dress in slutty clothes.   When we were done I hung up the phone and started back to the playroom, but this time Jamie’s cell phone started to ring in her coat pocket.  I grabbed her phone and saw it was her best friend Nicole calling.

Nicole and I had a good relationship and I decided to answer the phone.

“Jamie?” Nicole asked when I answered the phone.  Nicole was as nearly as hot as Jamie, and liked to talk a lot about the sexual things she liked to do and have done to her.

“Oh, hey Jamie didn’t tell me she was heading over to your place tonight,” Nicole said after I told her who I was.  “Is Jamie available?”

“Sorry Nicole at the moment she’s tied up and can’t come to the phone.”  I wanted to see if Nicole would read more in to it.

“Really?” Nicole purred into the phone.  She had caught the double meaning.  “Boy I would like to know what’s its like to be tied up with you sometime.”

‘That can be arranged.  I tell you what, why don’t you come over in three days.  I’ll be busy so come over at eight o’clock and we can talk and have a little fun.  How does that sound?”

“That sounds great.  I will definitely be there at eight.  Will Jamie be around?”

“I don’t know, but I’ll talk to her about it.  If you see her don’t mention that you are coming over.”  Nicole agreed and hung up the phone.

When I returned to the playroom Jamie was wiggling on the table making the weights hanging from her tits and the anal beads hanging from her ass sway back and forth.  I walked up to Jamie and gave each of her ass cheeks a hard swat.

I continued to put the rest of the anal beads into her ass.  I then started to slowly pull each of the beads slowly out.  Each of the beads jumped out of her brown hole with a loud pop.  When I had all the beads out I quickly replaced them in her ass and dropped my gym shorts and walked around to her face.

Without a word I shoved my cock into her mouth and started to face fuck her.  Jamie did very well and only gagged a couple of times and kept her teeth off my cock the entire time.

“No Master, please cum in my mouth,” she pleaded as I pulled my cock out of her mouth and started to jerk off.  Without a word from me I blow a huge, thick load of cum on her face.

I wasn’t happy to see her flinch when the first of the loads hit her face and she continued to flinch with every additional shot as they hit her face.  I made sure to cover her entire face with cum when I was done.

“Leave that on your face until I tell you to wash it off.”

I quickly pulled the anal beads out of her ass and removed the dildo from her pussy.  I also untied the string and weights from her nipples and the clamp on her clit before I unhooked her arms and legs from the table.  Once she was free from the table I told her we had to make plans for the following night.

 

To be continued……..

 

 

A Joining of Friends

 

 

As Jamie put on her coat, I gave her instructions to go and see Myra again the next morning.  I also informed her she was not to have an orgasm until given permission by me.  I then told her to be at my house when I returned from my basketball game.  I told Jamie she could wear whatever she desired, because she wouldn’t be wearing it for very long.

The next morning I was out of the house and on a plane to the game by the time Jamie stumbled into The Collar.  This morning Myra was back to her black, tight t-shirt, with a pair of tight black jeans and her short spiky black hair.

To go see Myra, Jamie had thrown on a pair of loose fitting shorts and t-shirts.  Jamie was sore from the night before and moved with caution.  Jamie had three spots which were the sorest and hoped Myra would be able relieve the soreness before tonight.

As Myra moved around the corner, Jamie noticed that she was moving a little slower than usual and wondered if she was a little sore from the night before as well.

“Hi Jamie how are you feeling?”

“I’m sore and hope you can help me,” Jamie said as she approached Myra.  When she got close to Myra, Myra leaned over and grabbed Jamie behind her head and brought her in for an affectionate French kiss.  As her tongue played with Myra’s Jamie wondered if this would become her normal greeting with Myra.  Jamie had never done anything with another woman before yesterday when she had brought Myra to orgasm with her tongue.  Now she had kissed Myra countless times, and even tasted her essence with her own tongue.

“Where are you sore?” Myra asked once they broke their kiss.

“All over.”

“No, my Master demanded that I learn what your worst spots are, or I am not allowed to help you recover.  And if you are not able to recover from last night, then I am not allowed to recover from last night as well.”

“Oh, okay now I understand.  I guess my sorest spots are my nipples, clit and my rear,” Jamie replied.  She was embarrassed she had to talk about where she was sore, but knew she needed Myra’s help before tonight.

“Okay, I think I’ll be able to help you.  My nipples and ass are also sore, but my shoulders hurt the most.  So are you ready?”  Jamie nodded and Myra walked to the front door and locked it.  Myra then returned and led Jamie down the same hallway she did the day before, but opened the door to a different room then before.

Myra opened the door to reveal a large Jacuzzi filled with steaming water.  Myra placed her hand on Jamie’s ass as she ushered her into the room, then closed the door behind them when they both were inside.  Myra left Jamie standing by the door and walked over to a cabinet which hung from the wall and pulled out a jar of pale green liquid.  With the liquid in hand, Myra walked to the Jacuzzi and poured a generous portion of the liquid into the steaming water.  When she was done pouring the liquid into the water, she place the jar back in the cabinet and turned to Jamie.

“Okay let’s get into the water.  It should really help us recover much faster.”  Since Myra had seen her nude before, Jamie started to puller her shirt over her head without hesitating.  Jamie was down to nothing, while Myra still gathered some items they would need for their bathes.  “Go ahead and jump in.  I’m just getting some lotions we can rub on each other to help move the process along faster.”

Myra continued to place jars filled with gels and lotions along the edge of the water as Jamie dropped her foot into hot water.  At first the hot water stung her skin, but quickly subsided and was replaced by the tingle of the magic potion Myra had poured in.  As quickly as she could handle it, Jamie dropped into the healing water up to her neck.

Jamie sat back and watched as Myra continued to work and became lost in the pleasure the water was bring her sore body.  Finally Myra had everything on the side of the Jacuzzi, and Myra pulled her tight t-shirt over her head to reveal two very swollen pierced nipples. 

Jamie wondered what happened to Myra’s nipples when Myra turned her back to her to drop her pants.  With her back to Jamie, Jamie could see dull red lines running from one side of her back to the other side all the way down to Myra’s now bare ass.  Myra gingerly moved her way into the way, and closed her eyes and enjoyed the tingle of the water for a couple of moments.

Once the two women were comfortable and relaxed, they started to talk about everything and anything outside of sex and their submission to their Masters.  When their conversation started to trail off, Myra decided it was time to get down to business.

“Jamie, I want you to get out of the Jacuzzi and sit on the side of the tub.”  Jamie did as she was told and sat on the edge of the tub with her legs together and watched Myra. 

Myra grabbed one of the jars of lotion and came over to Jamie’s side of the tub and stood in front of Jamie.  The cool air temperature caused both women’s nipples to stand out stiff.  Myra dipped three fingers into the jar and brought her hand to Jamie’s right breast.

Jamie sucked in a deep breath of air when the cold lotion came into contact with her warm skin.  Undeterred, Myra continued to cover her entire breast with the lotion.  Myra made sure to pay particular attention to Jamie’s sensitive and sore nipple.  When she was done with the right breast, Myra turned her attention to Jamie’s left breast just as the lotion started to tingle on Jamie’s right tit.

When Myra was satisfied with her work on Jamie’s chest, she reached down and gently spread Jamie’s closed legs.  When Jamie’s pussy was completely exposed, Myra got another gob of lotion on her fingers and started to massage Jamie’s sore clit.  Myra wasn’t surprised to find Jamie’s pussy soaking wet from the stimulation of the water and now the lotion on her tits.

Jamie was panting from the pleasure of the lotion and Myra’s hand when Myra told Jamie to stand up and bend over the edge of the tub.  Reluctantly Jamie did as she was told and bent over the tub in front of Myra.

“Your rear looks fine.  Where are you sore?”

Jamie hesitated.  She didn’t want to tell Myra her asshole was sore, but Myra had known it was sore yesterday and took care of it then.  “Myra my asshole is sore.  My Master filled me with anal beads last night for the first time.”

“Aren’t anal beads fun,” Myra said seriously.  Then she started to lather Jamie’s asshole with the same lotion and gently worked one of her fingers into her ass.  Again Jamie was panting by the time Myra was done taking care of her body.

“Okay it’s my turn now,” Myra said.  The women quickly changed places with Myra sitting on the edge of the tub with her legs spread wide for Jamie.  Jaime took a large amount of the lotion and repeated what Myra had done to her minutes earlier.  Jamie worked on Myra’s swollen tits, and made her way down to Myra’s sore clit.  When Jamie had massaged the healing lotion into Myra’s sensitive parts, she told Myra to turnover onto her hands and knees.  Myra did as she was told and gave Jamie a complete view of the red strips of swollen skin.

“Myra sweetie, what in god’s name happened to your back?” Jamie asked.  Jamie took a very large amount of lotion and gently placed it on Myra’s back and slowly and tenderly started to work the lotion into Myra’s skin.

“My Master used a cane on my back last night.”  Myra closed her eyes and took deep breaths to combat the pleasure and pain of Jamie working the lotion into her skin.

“Why do you let him cane you?”

“Because I like it, and so does he,” Myra replied.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

“Of course it does, but I still enjoy it.  When your Master spanks you it hurts, but you still enjoy it.  I’ve just moved on from spanking to whipping to caning and I imagine you will as well.”

Jamie wasn’t sure she would make the jump as Myra did, but one never knows what the future will bring.  Jamie thought about being caned as she worked hard on the welts on Myra’s back and buttocks.  When the entire area was covered with the healing lotion, Jamie gave Myra’s shoulders a good deep massage.

“What happened to your shoulders?” 

Myra told Jamie before she was caned by her Master; he had tied a crotch rope on her, and tied her hands to the back of the crotch rope.  With her hands behind her back, her Master tied some rope around her shoulders and hoisted her into the air.  Her entire weight hung on her shoulders and the rope which ran through her crotch.  Her Master left her hanging from her shoulders and crotch for nearly fifteen minutes before he relented and brought her to the ground.

When Jamie finished with her massage of Myra’s shoulders, the red welts on her back and ass were starting to lose their color and size.  Myra thanked Jamie for her help and got out of the tub and told Jamie to get dressed and meet her by the front desk.

Myra was still in the white robe she had worn out of the room when Jamie approached the front counter.  A large black box sat on the counter in front of Myra.

“What’s in the box?” Jamie asked.

“The outfits your Master ordered for you.  You are to take it home with you today, but do not look inside until you are told to by your Master.  Do you understand?”  Jamie said she did and Myra continued.  “Okay, well I have to do some work around here, so I’ll see you tonight for dinner.  And just a friendly reminder, be ready for anything tonight.”

 

I had been home from my basketball game for nearly an hour before Jamie arrived dressed in a pair of loose shorts and loose t-shirt.  In the hour I was alone, I had showered, dressed in a pair of black dress slacks and a button down white shirt.  Once I was dressed, I laid out Jamie’s clothes for the evening and sat back with a beer and waited for her to arrive.

“How did the game go?” she asked when she first arrived.  I gave her the details of the game, and what the off-season would be like.  Jamie proceeded to tell me about her day and the torment of the black box filled with outfits she would wear in the future, but couldn’t get a look at until I allowed her.

After we finished talking, the hour was approaching for us to head out to dinner.  I told Jamie to go into my room and change into the outfit I had picked out for her.  I told her I picked out every piece of clothing which she was to wear, all the way down to her panties.

When she closed the door to my bedroom, I chugged my beer in anticipation of her walking out dressed.  It took Jamie half an hour to change into her new clothes and walk out of my bedroom.

“I can’t wear this out in public,” she said as she stepped out of the bedroom.  She was wearing a skin tight black, long sleeve shirt that stopped just above her belly button.  The shirt was made of a mesh type material, so when a certain type of light shined on it everyone could see right through the shirt.  I had bought the shirt for Michelle nearly a year earlier, and it was made to cover a woman with small breasts, not a woman like Jamie who had D cup breasts.  Jamie’s nipples poked through the shirt, and had nothing to stop them since she wasn’t wearing a bra.

The rest of her outfit consisted of an extremely short black and red plaid skirt that stopped just below her ass checks.  On her legs she wore a pair of white knee high stockings which came up just above her knees and a pair of black high heels.  Underneath the skirt she wore a pair of sexy panties which had a silk two inch waist band with a white see through material covering her crotch and ending in a single string running up her ass crack.

I didn’t respond to her statement and grabbed her by the wrist and led her out into the garage and opened the door for her to get into the car.  The light in the garage was perfect and the black shirt turned to see through, giving me a beautiful view of Jamie’s huge areolas and nipples.

I had never been to the restaurant which we were heading since it was on the opposite side of town.  The trip to the restaurant took us a little over twenty five minutes, which gave me ample time to watch Jamie’s unsupported tits bounce with the potholes in the road.  The bouncing of her tits in the tight fitting shirt were causing her exposed nipples to grow hard from rubbing against the material which encased them.

We had chosen the restaurant because the odds of us seeing someone we know there was very little, and it was very exclusive and dark.  I parked directly in front of the door and walked over and opened Jamie’s door for her.  As she got out of the car, she couldn’t help flashing me a look at her crotch.

I followed Jamie into the restaurant and watched as the short skirt swooshed back and forth as she walked, giving everyone a view of each of her lower ass cheeks as she walked.  When we told the host who we were, he reluctantly turned to lead us to our table.

The light in the restaurant was much like the light in my garage, and the host had gotten an eye full of Jamie’s gorgeous tits.  Jamie didn’t seem to know she was flashing the entire room, as we walked by a couple of men who couldn’t peel their eyes off of her tits.

“Why is everyone staring at me?” she leaned over asked.

“I think it’s because they haven’t seen a woman as beautiful in here before.”  As the words left my mouth I spotted Myra sitting with her Master at a table in the back corner of the restaurant.  The back corner was dark, and lit by only a couple of candles, which would make Jamie’s black shirt that much more invisible.

Myra remained sitting as her Master stood when we approached the table.  Myra’s Master, whose name is Mike, took Jamie’s hand and brought it to his lips as he stared at Jamie’s visible tits.  Mike shook my hand as he kept his eyes on Jamie’s chest and offered her a seat next to Myra.

Mike was slim with curly, black hair.  He looked as if he had a little Latin blood in his genes.  He had dressed for the evening in a black button down shirt with a pair of black slacks.  He was a very smooth talker and Jamie seemed to relax almost immediately in his presence.

Myra was wearing a short black dress, with a strap that wrapped around her neck to hold the dress up.  Myra remained seated in her chair, even when I walked over and gave her a peck on the cheek.  As I moved away from Myra I thought there was something a little odd about the way she looked sitting in her chair.

I sat down opposite of Jamie, and a waiter came to our table and took our drink orders.  As the waiter took the order, his eyes never left Jamie’s tits which caused Jamie to give me a quizzical look.  The waiter returned minutes later with out drinks and placed them on the table clothe which covered table and then took our dinner order.

“I want to thank you for helping my slave recover this morning,” Mike said when the waiter had left.  “She seems ready for another session with the cane this evening.”

“Thank you,” Jamie replied as she looked from Mike to Myra.  “Myra has been very helpful to me and I appreciate all of her aid.”

“You are welcome.  I imagine you are wondering why my slut didn’t stand to meet you.”  I told Mike I was wondering why, and Mike turned to Myra.  “Slut push your chair away from the table and remove the table clothe from your lap.”

Myra did as she was told and pushed away from the table to show us that her ankles and knees had been tied to the chair.

“Show them what else you are wearing for this evening,” Mike said.

Myra pulled the bottom of her dress up over her groin to reveal eight clothes pins which sat clamped snuggly on her pussy lips.  The four pins on each lip were then taped to the inside of Myra’s thighs, effectively spreading her pussy for the world to see.  Myra’s clit stood out in the cool air of the restaurant for everyone to see and enjoy.

Myra left her dress up, and reached up and untied the knot which held the top of her dress up, and pulled her top down.  With the dress out of the way, Myra revealed that she had her tits tied at their base.  Her tits had turned from the pale white, to a purple color from the lack of circulation to the area.  Myra’s pierced nipples stood at attention from the discomfort caused by the ropes around the base of her tits.

Since Myra and Jamie had their backs to the room, and the room was nearly empty she had no fear of anyone seeing what she was doing and gave us plenty of time to take in the site of her body.  Finally, Myra tied her dress, and pulled the bottom of her dress back down to just above her knees and scooted her chair back under the table.

“Jamie what did you think of my slave’s undergarments?” Mike asked.

“They look a little uncomfortable, but also thrilling and fun.”

“Well I can tell you aren’t wearing a bra, so maybe we can get you a rope bra on your beautiful tits at another time.”  At the mention of her not wearing a bra, Jamie looked down to her tits and saw that she and everyone else could see through the black shirt she wore.  She started to reach up and cover her tits, but stopped when I told her.

“Don’t you dare cover your tits, or I will spank your ass with you bent over this table for everyone to see.”  Jamie dropped her hands to her sides and dropped her eyes to the table top.

“Since both of you have your hands under the table why don’t you two pleasure one anther until our dinner arrives.” 

I watched as Myra first move her hand over to Jamie’s crotch and start working on pleasuring Jamie.  Jamie quickly followed suit and the two soon had their eyes closed and occasionally let a moan or an oh slip out of their mouths.  The two women’s smell filled the air around out table by the time the waiter returned with out meals.

As we ate, I talked quietly with Mike about my plans for the next day, and he informed me he would be there with Myra and a couple other friends to help with my plan.

After dinner Jamie untied Myra’s legs from her chair and led our group out of the restaurant for all to see her exposed tits.  When we stepped outside Mike told us he had something for Jamie and to follow him to his car.  Mike had parked behind the restaurant in a deserted ally, and told Myra to put her hands on the hood of the car while he got what he wanted out of his car.

Since Mike had told me about his plan earlier in the night, I told Jamie to follow suit.  With her bent over the hood of Mike’s black, 60’s style car, I walked up behind her and reached under her skirt to find the crotch of her panties soaking wet from Myra’s work with her fingers.  I pulled her panties off and wadded them up and stuffed them into Myra’s mouth.

“Do not drop those out of your mouth,” I told Myra.  I then untied the top of her dress and dropped her top below her now deep purple tits and gave each of her nipples a flick with my finger.  Myra let out a scream from the pain of having her sensitive nipples being flicked.

As I continued to play with Myra’s sensitive tits, Mike returned from inside his car with a strap-on in hand.  The strap-on was a modified model, which Mike had designed himself.  Along with the dildo, which could be attached to a woman by the three leather straps, there was a reverse L looking dildo as well.  The purpose of the reversed L was to arouse the woman which the dildo was strapped to.  So, when the woman wearing the strap-on thrust into the other woman, the pressure caused the reversed L to rub on her clit and G spot, bringing both women to orgasm at the same time.

Mike came up behind Jamie and undid her skirt and inserted the reverse L into her soaking wet pussy, then closed the straps around her waist affectively giving her a hard on.

“Jamie I am amazed how wet you are,” Mike said as he stepped back from her.  “Unfortunately my Slave doesn’t get nearly as wet as you do, so please lube your cock and start fucking her.”  Jamie seemed to hesitate for a moment and Mike took matters in his own hands.  “I would hurry up, I don’t think you want someone to find you out here wearing a strap-on, do you?”

Jamie quickly grabbed the tube of lube and poured a generous amount on her fake cock and gave it a couple of tucks before she awkwardly inserted her strap-on into Myra’s spread and waiting pussy.

“You two sluts,” I said as I approached from behind Jamie.  “We aren’t leaving here until you both have an orgasm.  So act like a man and start fucking this tied up whore like you mean it.”  I gave Jamie a hard smack on the ass as I walked to the opposite side of the car.  I wanted to watch their faces as Jamie fucked Myra and herself with her new strap-on.

After a couple more awkward, slow thrusts, Jamie got the hang of her cock and started to thrust harder and harder into Myra’s waiting pussy.  Myra was the first to start and moan from the thrust of the cock in her pussy and the pressure on her purple, tied tits.  Then Jamie started to moan from the pressure of the reversed L dildo lodged in her pussy.

As the women started to move quicker and quicker, getting closer and closer to orgasm, Jamie started to spank Myra’s ass.  This brought a great amount of pleasure to everyone in the alley to see Jamie smacking Myra’s ass.

Finally the two women grunted in harmony and started to convulse as they both went over the edge to orgasm.  To top off the their pleasure Jamie buried her fake cock deep into Myra’s pussy and reached forward and gave both of Myra’s sore nipples a hard squeeze.

Mike and I watched and talked about the following night as the two women leaned over the hood of Mike’s car in a hug of exhaustion.  The two women continued to convulse while we talked, and when we finished with our plans the women still laid on the hood.  I walked up behind Jamie and gave her a hard swat on her ass and told her it was time to go home.

Mike and I shook hands as the two women kissed one another goodnight.  I then removed the strap-on from Jamie and gave her skirt back to her to put on.   After agreeing for a meeting time tomorrow, we said goodbye with thoughts of what the women would be doing in twenty four hours.

 

 

To be continued….

Training Night

 

Jamie showed up the next day at 6:00 in the evening.  When she showed up at my front door she wore the same shirt as last night along with the plaid skirt and white knee highs and black high heel shoes.  When she entered my house, she dropped to her hands and knees without hesitation.  With her on her knees the short skirt rode up on top of her ass and revealed that she wasn’t wearing panties.

I followed Jamie as she crawled into my living room.  Once we reached the couch I told her to present, and she quickly got on her knees, spread her knees, and put her hands behind her neck.  I walked over to the couch and sat down.

“Slave did you enjoy last night?”

Jamie told me she enjoyed last night very much.  When asked what she liked the best, she responded that she enjoyed having her tits on display for everyone to see and enjoy.  She did say she wished she wouldn’t have found out about the see through top until later in the night when we had already left the restaurant.

But her favorite part was fingering Myra at the dinner table, and then wearing the strap-on with a dildo for herself and fucking Myra with the strap-on.  Jamie said the best part about fucking Myra with the strap-on was having me and Mike watching as the two women lost themselves in pleasure.

When Jamie finished telling me what she liked about last night, I could see that her pussy had gotten moist.  Her already large clit had seemed to grow even larger, and her chest was rising and falling as her breathing had gotten heavier and heavier.

“Slave are you ready for tonight’s activities?” I asked.  I was ready and needed some time to get Jamie ready for the evening.

“Master I am at your command.  I am ready for whatever you would like to do.”

“Good.  Slave stand up and take off your top and your skirt.  And do not make me wait.”  Jamie got to her feet as quickly as possible and pulled her shirt over her head, causing her large tits to bounce as they fell out of the tight fitting shirt.  Jamie threw her shirt on the couch next to me and quickly got to work on her skirt.  Once again she threw the skirt onto the couch next to me, and got into her posed position when she was down to her knee high stockings and high heels.

“Slave, I want you to walk into my bedroom.”  I got up off the couch and followed Jamie as she swayed her way into my large bedroom.  Jamie stopped in the doorway when she opened the door to my room.  I gave her a swat on the ass to get her moving.

Jamie stopped in the doorway because sitting in the middle of my bedroom floor was a black leather covered table.  I had never showed Jamie the table, and she was surprised to see it in the middle of my bedroom.

Jamie walked up to the table and ran a hand over the cool soft leather of the table.  Lying on top of the table were a blindfold, and four leather cuffs.

“Jamie, I want you to put on the four leather cuffs, one for each arm and leg.  When you’re done putting your cuffs on I want you to put on your blindfold and turn to me.”

Jamie worked quickly to buckle the four leather cuffs onto her arms and legs.  Each of the leather cuffs and four silver metal D rings on them and they buckled closed as like a belt buckle.  I enjoyed watching as Jamie’s tits jiggled as she moved, and bent over to attach the cuffs to her ankles.  When everything was attached, Jamie grabbed the black satin blindfold and covered her eyes and turned towards me.

“Slave can you see anything through, or under your blindfold?”

“No Master, I can’t see a thing.”

“Good.  Now I want you to lie down on top of the table and relax.”  I helped guide Jamie on top of the table and watched her as she started to relax.  Her nipples stood at attention from the coolness of the leather on the table.

Seeing that she was relaxed, I turned on some music for her to enjoy, and then started my work.  Unseen by Jamie I had screwed four eye bolts into the walls of my bedroom and I ran rope through each eye bolt.  At the end of the rope, I attached a closing clip which would attach to the D rings in each of the cuffs Jamie wore.  Silently I walked around the room gathering the four ropes and returned to Jamie’s side and without Jamie noticing, attached the D rings to the closing clips.

“Master are you still in here?” Jamie asked.  I waited to respond to her question until I reached one of the four eye bolts with rope running through them.

“Yes Slave I’m still in here.  Now just relax and don’t fight back.”  I pulled the rope through the eye bolt which caused Jamie’s right arm to rise above her head and out.  I did the same to her left arm and then moved to her legs which I pulled to her side and as far towards her waist as I possibly could.  When I tied the last of the rope to the eye bolt, I had effectively tied her in a spread eagle position.

I walked back over to Jamie and ran a finger from her mouth all the way down to the lips of her spread pussy and gave her large clit a flick with my finger.  I was debating about playing with her a little bit, when the knock came from the front door.

“Who’s that Master?” Jamie asked.  She couldn’t hide the panic in her voice.

“I don’t know.  I guess I should go and check.”  I walked out of my bedroom, leaving the door wide open and answered the front door.  As I expected Mike and Myra stood at the front door.  Mike dressed in a t-shirt and blue jeans while Myra wore a full length overcoat.  Along with the overcoat Myra wore an auburn colored wig.  It was the first time I had ever see her wear a wig, and was surprised by how attractive she looked with longer hair.

I moved out of the way and let Myra and Mike enter the house.  As soon as Myra entered the house, she took her large coat off and revealed a tight fitting black corset with a black thong to cover her groin.  The tight fitting corset caused Myra’s artificially enhanced tits to be pushed up and together, revealing a large amount of cleavage.  On her legs she wore black stockings with seems running up the back of them and a pair of black high heels.

“I’ve got about nine guys coming over for the game.  And Myra decided she would be a server along with a helper. As long as you’re okay with that.” Mike said.

“Yeah that sounds great.  I’ve got about ten guys coming so this should workout just fine.  Now let’s go and see Jamie before our company shows up.”

Mike and Myra followed me into my bedroom to see Jamie tied spread eagle on top of the table.  Jamie’s chest rose and fell as she tried to take deep breaths to relax.  When we entered the room Jamie turned her head to the doorway, even though she was unable to see who had just entered the room.  No one said a word until we were at her side.

“Slave, Myra and her Master have stopped by to join us this evening.  Now say hello to them.”

“Hello Myra and Sir,” Jamie said.  She seemed to relax knowing the people standing in front of her were people who knew what she was going through.

“Hello Slut,” Mike replied.  Instead of talking, Myra leaned forward and gave Jamie a deep French kiss, and then move her way down to Jamie’s moist pussy and gave a lick and kissed Jamie’s clit “That’s enough,” Mike informed Myra.  “Do you remember what I told you on the way over here?”  Myra nodded.  “Okay now you wait here and I’ll come and get you when we are ready.”

Mike and I left the two women in my room and went into the living room and started to get ready.  We set up four different tables with five chairs at three and six at another.  When we were done we grabbed a beer and waited.  Ten minutes later the guys started to show up and the house quickly filled with the guys.

I knew Jamie could hear the men in the living room and wondered how Myra was doing keeping her calm.  I would find out soon enough, but had a couple of things to do before then.  When the final guy showed up, the guys started to take their places at the card tables.  When everyone was seated, I stood up and made my announcement.

“Thanks for coming.  As you know we are having a card tournament, but on top of winning the money we have another prize for you.  When a player wins three hands in a row, they are to report to our server, who will then show you what your surprise is.  There is also a consolation prize for each of the players who lose and have to leave the game.”  The guys in the room gave me and Mike a confused look.  “Please, don’t worry.  You will receive more instructions when the time comes.  Now let’s get the games started.”

The living room filled with the sound of cards being shuffled, beers being opened and laughter.  I entered my bedroom to find Myra rubbing Jamie’s stomach and her legs to calm her down.

“Slave it is me.”

“Who are all the people in the house?”  I gave Jamie’s left tit a hard slap.

“I am still your Master, and you had better never forget than again.  As for the people in the other room, they are here to help move along your training.  When I give you my gift, you have flinched every time, so these men in the other room are going to come in here and with the help of Myra, they are all going to give you their gifts and you had better learn how to receive the gifts correctly.”  As I talked to Jamie, I had grabbed a large ball gag and when she opened her mouth to protest, I shoved the hard plastic ball in between her teeth.  When I closed the buckle on the gag I started again.  “Doubt worry, no one will touch you, and no one here knows you or who you are.  They are all friends of mine from a different world and aren’t involved in the college of any kind.”

When I was done with Jamie, I asked Myra if she was ready.  I then led Myra out of the bedroom and into the living room.  As soon as Myra came into view the entire room went silent.

“Everyone, this is our server and she will take care of your orders for the evening.  She will also be the one giving your special winnings, or your consolation prize.  Oh, by the way she does except tips.  Now let’s get started.”

Myra watched and walked around the room as the games got started.  The guys in the room had a hard time paying attention to the cards on the table with Myra walking around the room and no one won three games in row for a while.  I was the first one to order a beer from Myra, who quickly retrieved a beer from the stocked fridge in the kitchen.  I tucked a couple dollar bills into her ample cleavage, and the rest of the room started to order drinks.  After ten minutes Myra’s cleavage was filled with dollar bills from the guys, and Mike decided to change the tipping position and tucked dollar bills into the front area of her thong, which the guys in the room quickly filled with dollar bills.

“We have a winner,” a table roared a couple minutes later.  The lucky winner was a good friend of mine from high school named Phil.  Phil was a construction worker, who was in good shape and I knew from our days in high school liked to fuck women from behind. 

Myra approached Phil and asked him to follow her.  The men in the room made suggestive noise as Phil rose from his chair and followed Myra into my bedroom.

“Whoa,” Phil said when he walked into my room a saw Jamie.

“Sir, you have won the opportunity to help train this slave how to take a cum shot the way a slut should.  I am here to bring you to the brink of cumming, then jerk you off until you have blow your entire load wherever you would like on this slut.”

“Really?” Phil asked.  He couldn’t believe what he had just heard.  Myra nodded her head, and Phil decided.  “Okay, show me your tits and drop you panties and bend over the slut.”  Myra dropped the top of her corset to reveal her large pierced tits, and then walked over to the table Jamie lied on and pulled her panties down and bent over Jamie.

Both women heard Phil unzip his pants, but only Myra felt the head of his rock hard dick push its way into her waiting pussy.  Phil took a couple of gently pumps, and then started to pump his cock deep into her pussy.

“Suck on her tits, bitch,” Phil said as he shoved into Myra.  Myra did as she was told and leaned forward and took Jamie’s hard nipple into her mouth and started to suck and gently bite on it.  Phil, who was approaching orgasm, started to smack Myra on the ass as he thrust harder and harder into Myra.

“Are you ready bitch, I’m about to cum.”  Phil pulled out of Myra, who turned and dropped to her knees and started to jerk Phil’s short, thin cock until he shot is small load on Jamie’s waiting stomach.

Jamie didn’t flinch when Phil’s small load landed on her stomach, but it was a far cry from my big, thick load landing on her face.  When he was done, Phil pulled his pants up and left the room without saying word to either Myra or Jamie.  Myra puller her panties back on, and tucked her tits back into her corset and left Jamie alone in the room with Phil’s cum sitting on her stomach.

The guys cheered when Phil reentered the room, and cheered again when Myra returned to the room moments later.  Phil had a huge smile on his face when he sat down, and he gave me a wink when we made eye contact.

Once again the room fell into routine of playing hands of Texas Hold ‘Em, and Myra getting beer for the guys and the guys filling her panties and her cleavage with dollar bills for tips.

Ten minutes later, one of Mike’s friends won three games in a row and he and Myra disappeared into my bedroom.  Once again the man returned to a room of cheering men, as did Myra who came out of couple minutes later.  The night fell into this pattern with someone winning three hands in a row every ten minutes or so.

When Myra wasn’t in the room taking care of the men who won three in a row, she continued to server drinks to the men who sat at the tables.  As the men got more beer into their systems, they became more frisky and started to slap her on the ass when she walked by.  Some started to rub her tits and pussy when they tucked their tips into her corset and panties.  The entire time, Myra never flinched and seemed to encourage the men to continue their rubbing.

After an hour and half of playing cards, I followed Myra into the kitchen.  “How is she doing?”

“She’s still flinching, but I think she’s getting a little more comfortable with guys coming on her.”

“Is she completely covered?” I asked.

“Oh no, not too many of these guys shoot a big load, but I think with the volume of the guys here, she should get a good laying on her.”  Myra flashed a smile in my directions as she thought of being covered in cum.

“Have they covered her face yet?”

“Yeah.  At first the guys were shooting on her stomach, but they quickly started on her face and tits.  I would say her tits and face are pretty much covered, but we have a lot of guys yet to come.”  Myra laughed at her own joke, and then a roar came from the living room.  Someone won there third game in a row and they were looking forward to going into the bedroom with Myra.

On my way back to my seat and cards, I was stopped and pulled to the side by my long time friend, whose nickname is Monster.  “Hey dude, is she a hooker?  What is she doing in the backroom?”  Monster’s table had yet to have a three time winner and all the guys at the table wanted to know what was happening behind the closed door.

“Sorry buddy, but you have to win three in a row and find out, or lose all of your money.  Until then, I can’t tell you a thing.”  I was happy to hear that the guys weren’t talking and letting the secret of what happened by the closed door grow.  It made winning three in a row more fun and enjoyable for everyone.

I continued to get good hands, but not good enough to win three in a row.  However I led the table in total chips and had three guys down to next to nothing in chips.  We were in a middle of hand, where the three men would be eliminated, when a roar came from Monster’s table.  Monster stood up and pointed at Myra.

“Come on baby, I want to know what’s been happening in the backroom.”  Myra walked over to Monster and grabbed his hand and led him back into my bedroom.  By this time, Myra’s ass had turned red from the slaps, and pinches she had received while serving drinks and servicing the guy’s cocks in the bedroom.  Myra opened the door for Monster and followed him into the room.

“What do we have here?” Monster asked when Myra turned on the light in the room for him to see Jamie tied spread eagle on top of the table.  Once again Myra told Monster like she told everyone else how we were trying to train Jamie to take a cum shot without flinching.  Myra also told him she was there to help him arrive at orgasm.

“Good, why don’t you give me a little head, while I think about the best way for you to help me blow my load on this whore.  Now get those tits out and get those fucking panties off.”  Myra quickly pulled her red tits out of her corset once again and dropped her panties before she dropped to her knees in front of Monster.  When Myra was in position, Monster pulled out his large cock and slapped her on the face with it.

“You ever see a cock this big before slut?” Monster asked as Myra tried to get as much of the large organ into her mouth.  Since her mouth was stuffed with meat, she could only shake her head no.  Under normal circumstances, she would have told any guy she had never seen a bigger cock before, but in this case it was the truth.

After a few minutes, Monster grabbed the back of Myra’s head and pulled her face towards his stomach, which caused Myra to cough and gag.

“Okay bitch, I want you on top of that other slut in the 69 position.  You had better bury your face in her pussy before I arrive.  When I get there I’m going to fuck your pussy so hard, you’re not going to know which way is up.”

Myra did as she was told and quickly laid on top of Jamie with her head buried in Jamie’s pussy licking and sucking.  As Myra worked on her pussy, Jamie started to moan from the pleasure of Myra’s tongue licking her neglected clit.  Jamie was lost in the pleasure so much she didn’t feel Monster lean next to her ear.

“Hey fucking slut, do you like what the whore is doing to you?”  Since her mouth was stuffed with a large ball gag, Jamie could only nod her head.  “Good.  Now as you can tell the whore’s pussy is sitting just above your face, and I’m going to fuck her doggy style right in your face.  But first, I want you to feel something.  Open you hand and keep it open until I tell you to close it.”

Jamie did as she was told, and Monster walked to her hand and placed his large cock in her hand and started to pump.  After a couple more minutes, he crawled up onto of the table and knelt just above Jamie’s face.  Monster then placed the tip of his cock on Jamie’s nose and pressed Myra’s pussy down to the same spot and pushed his cock into Myra’s pussy.  Monster ran his cock over Jamie’s nose until he was as deep in Myra as he could get, then he started to pump hard into her tight pussy.  With each pump, Monster’s ball smacked Jamie’s cum covered nose, until Monster pulled out and shot two huge streams of cum on Jamie’s heaving tits, then covered the rest of her lower face with his huge load.

When he was done, Monster rubbed his cum into Jamie’s chin and lips, then gave her two tits a hard smack, before he smacked Myra hard on the ass and left the room.

Once again the room broke out in a cheer when Monster came back.  But, this time there were three losers from my table who were looking for their consolation prize in the next room.

 

To be continued…………

 

Adding Players to the Game

 

Somehow I sat at the last table with only two players left.  I had by far the most chips, and just bided my time to go all in and end the game.  I couldn’t believe my luck; I had been getting the best hands of my life.  I had yet to win three games in a row, mainly because I folded when I had a winning hand during the third game.

Mike had stayed in the game for most of the evening, but had gone all in around 12:30 and lost to a straight flush.  He and Myra had spent a long time in my room with Jamie and when Myra emerged from the room she no longer wore her panties and her tits were exposed.  Both her tits and ass were bright red from the spanking she had received for Mike when they were in my bedroom.

The ten remaining guys playing enjoyed the sight of Myra’s bouncing tits as she continued to serve the players in the game.  Some of the guys, who had won three games before, started to give her nipples a pinch or a suck when she came around to serve them drinks.

Mike decided to call it a night around 1:30 in the morning and informed Myra to stay the night with Jamie and me.  Mike told Myra that I would become her master for the rest of the evening, then left. 

By 2 AM, there were only three players left, and I finally got the hand I hoped for.  I was dealt two pocket aces, with an ace flipped over on the flop.  Along with an ace on the flop, a king was flipped as well.  The player with the fewest cards went all in, as did the other player.  Deciding it was time for the game to be over, I called.  We all flipped our cards to reveal the other two players sitting with kings, but nothing else.  With my two aces, I just won the game.

Since I had won the tournament, and the $1500 dollars, I let the two losers go into the bedroom with Myra and Jamie before I took my turn with the two women.  I busied myself in the kitchen when the first guy went into the room and still worked on the dishes when he walked out of the bedroom and out of the house.  Myra took the second guy into the room, and escorted him out of the house fifteen minutes later.

With no one in the house, Myra walked into the kitchen where I worked and dropped onto her knees in front of me and pulled my cock out of my pants and started to suck my dick.  Once I was hard, Myra grabbed my cock and led me into the bedroom to see the cum covered Jamie.  And cum covered she was.  Every square inch of her upper body had been covered with the cum from the players.  The jizz had pooled in the nape of her neck, the valley between her tits, in her belly button, and in the space between her lips and her ball gag.  Guys had shot their load in her hair, on her pussy, and on her asshole.  I could tell the most popular spots on Jamie were her tits and her face.

“She did have more cum on her tits and her pussy, but my Master made me lick the cum off of her as he fucked me in the ass,” Myra said.  “Now, I have been thinking of a special winner surprise all evening.  Would you like to find out what it is?”

“I sure do,” I replied.

“Okay strip.”  I did what Myra asked and she arranged me so I stood between Jamie’s spread legs, facing Jamie’s body.  Once again Myra dropped to her knees, but this time behind me and reached around my hip and wrapped her hand around my rock hard cock.  With her other hand, Myra brought it up in between my legs and started to massage my balls.  As she worked on my cock and balls, Myra replayed the evening events, and what she had to do to bring each man to orgasm.

Myra told me how Monster had made her eat Jamie’s pussy, while he fucked Myra with his huge cock just above Jamie’s blindfolded eyes.  She replayed how Mike had smacked her tits while she told him the evening events, then made her lick the cum off of Jamie’s tits and pussy as he fucked her in the ass and beat it.

As Myra continued to tell me stories of the evening, she stopped playing with my balls, licked her finger and stuck it in my ass and started to massage my prostate.

“It seemed must guys wanted to fuck me in the ass, or finger my ass so I figured I would give it a try on you since I enjoyed it some much,” Myra said as she continued to move her finger inside my asshole.

It didn’t take long with Myra jerking my cock and probing my ass before I shot streams of hot white cum, first on Jamie’s two tits and then the rest on her chin and neck.  Myra continued to pump my cock and prostate for nearly a minute before I finished shooting my huge load.

“Wow that was a lot of cum,” Myra said in amazement.

“Thanks,” I said.  I was nearly out of breath, and looked around the room for a place to sit down when I saw the strap-on from the night before.  I told Myra to stand up and face Jamie.  Myra did as she was told as I walked over to the strap-on, grabbed it and returned to Myra.  I put the strap-on on Myra, making sure the L shaped dildo was lodged deep in her pussy.

Once Myra was ready, I walked to Jamie’s head and removed the gag from her cum covered mouth.  I was surprised to see Jamie swallow the cum that sat between the ball gag and her lips.  She then licked the salty juices off her lips.

“Thank you Master my jaw was starting to hurt.”

“You’re welcome, but I have another reason for removing your gag.  Myra is going to fuck you with your strap-on until you both cum.  But, before you cum you must say out loud that you are a cum covered slut, Myra you are to say you are a cum wanting whore before you cum.

With Jamie still wearing her blindfold, Myra drove her strap-on to the hilt into her pussy and started to hammer away on Jamie.  Moans and cries of pleasure quickly filled the room, when I had a great idea.  I ran to the playroom and retrieved my flogger whip and returned to my bedroom.  With the flogger in hand, I stood behind Myra so she wouldn’t be able to see what was coming.

“Whore, I want you to massage the player’s cum into the cum loving slut’s skin.”  I brought the flogger down hard on Myra’s already red ass, as she bent over Jamie’s body and started to massage Jamie’s large, cum covered tits.

“Thank you sir.  Will you please give me another?” Myra requested.  I quickly complied, and brought another blow down on her darkening ass.  Myra jumped and released a yelp, but continued to ram her strap-on into Jamie as she started to massage the cum into Jamie’s stomach area.

With Myra out of the way, I walked over to Jamie and brought the flogger down hard on her two cum covered tits.  Jamie screamed then started to convulse as she neared an orgasm.  I brought the flogger down harder this time on her already reddening tits.

“You had better not cum without saying your magic words,” I coldly said.

“I’m a cum covered slut,” Jamie screams.  She starts to repeat the words as she continued to convulse until she had an extremely powerful orgasm. 

Just as Jamie went over the edge of orgasm, Myra started to scream.  “I’m a cum wanting whore!”  Myra seemed to sit on the edge of orgasm, until I gave her ass one more swat with the flogger, and she also went over the edge of a powerful orgasm.

When both women’s orgasms finally stopped, they both were exhausted, and Myra lay on top of Jamie with her head between Jamie’s massive tits while her strap-on still sat lodged in Jamie, and her pussy.  Taking the opportunity, I quickly tied Myra’s arms and legs to the legs of the table so she wouldn’t be able to move from her position on top of Jamie.

“Good night ladies,” I say as I make my way out of the room.  I’m going to sleep on the couch, but feel free to fuck as much as you two would like.”  I turned out the lights and went to lie down.

I woke the next morning around 11:00 AM to the sounds of moans coming from my bedroom.  Still naked, I silently opened the door to my room, so see both women covered in sweat as Myra thrust her pelvis in and out of Jamie’s crouch.  Myra also had her lips around Jamie’s large nipples, as she sucked and bit on the sensitive nub.

I continued to watch as the women moaned louder and louder, until they both arrived at their orgasms at the same time.  As they came down, I entered my room and untied their arms and legs and gave them time to move their stiff joints from the night of restraint.  When they were both up and moving, I made them breakfast then sent them home.  I told Jamie not to come over tonight, unless she wanted to be over as just a friend, not a slave.  But she was to come over the next day; I have big plans for her for the following day.  As the two women open the door to leave, they embraced in a passionate French kiss.

After the two women left, I quickly made some phone calls and spent the rest of the day sleeping.  Jamie didn’t come by, and I spent the rest of the evening getting ready for the following day.  Around midnight I boxed the outfit I wanted Jamie to wear the next day, and dropped it off in front of her bedroom door.  Along with the outfit, I left her note telling her to be at my house and dressed at 7 PM.

By the time 7 o’clock rolls around the next day, I’m horny as hell and ready to play with Jamie.  I made sure to have the video of the poker night rolling on my big screen TV when Jamie knocks on my door.  Once again I open the door to see Jamie standing on the stoop wearing a full length coat.  I hold my hand out for the coat, and Jamie quickly shrugs out of it and steps inside.

Jamie is wearing the red corset, which covers above her tits, but has two holes cut out of the fabric to allow her large tits through.  Along with the corset, she wears a matching garter belt which holds up a pair of red fishnet stockings and black high heel shoes.

Jamie drops to her knees and starts to crawl towards the living room.  As I watch her tits sway back and forth, I can’t help but think of the little surprise the corset has for Jamie.

“Present,” I order Jamie when she’s in the living room.  I make sure she can watch herself on the screen as she gets into her ordered position.  I walk around her as she watches herself on the screen.  “I see you have no hair growing back on you pussy.  Have you been back to see Myra?”

“Yes Master.  I had a very enjoyable session with Myra yesterday.  During the session we took turns giving each other a Brazilian wax.”

“Did she give you an orgasm?”

“No Master, Myra wasn’t permitted to have an orgasm, and not allowed to give one.  So we just played and treated each other to a spa day.”

“Okay good.  So did you enjoy Sunday night?”

“At first it did bother me, but after the tenth time or so I got used to men cumming on me and I wasn’t nearly as bothered by it.”

“How do you feel about knowing nearly thirty men saw your tits and pussy and you don’t know who they are?”

“I guess I will have to live with it Master.  I don’t have a choice, but I do look forward to further activities as your slave.”

“Good,” I replied with a smile.  I made Jamie remain in her present position, as we watched the video of Jamie’s and Myra’s activities on Sunday.  I had spent the previous day editing the down time out of the film and showed only when a winner or loser entered the room with Myra.

I could smell Jamie’s pussy when the film ended and I knew she was turned on and ready for a night of fun.  Opening the drawer on the end table, I pulled out four hinged stainless steel cuffs, which had been measure to specifically fit Jamie’s wrists and ankles.  The cuffs were closed by putting a padlock on them and they had D rings welded on three sides of the cuffs.

“Put these on,” I said as I threw the cuffs to Jamie.  The steel cuffs were cold, and Jamie’s nipples contracted when she placed them on her wrists and ankles.  “Stand up and turn around,” I instructed when Jamie had attached the cuffs.

When Jamie turned and couldn’t see what I was doing, I grabbed a ball gag and a blindfold.  First I put the blindfold over Jamie’s eyes, and then wedged the large ball gag in between Jamie’s teeth. 

With her eyes covered, I led Jamie around the room, trying to disorient her on her location in the house.  After doing some quick circles, I think I accomplished my goal and led her to the arched entry to the hallway.  The pervious day I had screwed eye bolts into the ceiling and baseboard of the entryway.

Using stainless steel chains I attached the cuffs to the eye bolts in the wall, once again tying her spread eagle as she was on Sunday, only this time she was standing on her feet instead of laying on her back.

I took Jamie’s blonde hair and tied the end of it to a rope and passed the rope through an eye bolt in the ceiling, so Jamie will not be able to move her head without pulling her hair.

With Jamie the way I wanted her, I went into our playroom and grabbed the items I wanted to use on Jamie and returned to her side.  First I grabbed the two pieces of string which had nooses tied in each end of the string and walked around the front of Jamie.  Jamie’s nipple stood out as they naturally did, but not enough for my liking, so I gave each of Jamie’s large tits a hard slap right on the nipple.  Jamie screamed out from behind her gag, but her large nipples started to expand until they were standing out nearly a quarter of an inch from the rest of her tits.  Grabbing the nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I pulled her nipple out farther and slid the noose around the large nub and pulled the noose tight.  I repeated the process with Jamie’s other nipple and she was squirming against her restraints as the pain in her nipples started to increase.

To increase the pain in her nipples and tits, Jamie’s corset had tit constraints built into it.  I walked to her side and pulled on the rope which was concealed in the red fabric of the corset and wrapped around Jamie’s tits as they poked out through the holes in the fabric.  I pulled the rope tight enough to wrap the short rope around the base of Jamie’s tits twice.  Minutes later Jamie’s tits started to change their color from brown to a reddish color and soon would turn a purple color.  Jamie’s two nipples had already turned a dark purple color and would be very sensitive.  I gave both nipple and flick with my finger, which elicited a scream from Jamie.

With her tits in the condition I wanted them, I walked around behind Jamie and grabbed a tube of lube from the ground and covered my forefinger with the lube.  Once my finger was fully lubed, I eased it into Jamie’s tight asshole.  To help her relax, I leaned forward and kissed her along her hairline, and her neck.  After a couple of moments of kissing and nibbling on her neck and ear, I could feel the muscles of her ass relax.

Once I felt her relax, I shoved another lubed finger into her ass, which received a moan from Jamie.  I worked both fingers in and out of her asshole, until I could feel Jamie relax.  I quickly pulled my fingers out of her asshole and shoved a very small buttplug into the evacuated space.

With the buttplug in Jamie’s ass, I then placed earplugs into Jamie’s ears so she wouldn’t hear what was about to happen.  The earplugs did have tiny speakers in them, which would transmit messages I spoke into a portable microphone.

“Jamie can you hear me?” I said out loud.  Jamie didn’t respond.  “Jamie can you hear me?” I asked into the microphone.  Jamie did her best to nod her head and not pull all of the hair out of her head.

With Jamie ready, I hung a sheet of the entry way to the hallway, so someone in the living room wouldn’t be able to see Jamie in her current state.

I walked into the kitchen grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked back to the living room and sat on the couch and continued to watch as guys from the poker game shot their loads all over Jamie.  I could barely hear Jamie behind the sheet, and someone who wasn’t listening for her noise would never know Jamie stood, tied spread eagle to the walls of the hallway.  Twenty minutes later, a knock came from the door which led to the garage.

I walked to the garage door, and opened the door to see Nicole standing on the step.  Nicole was beautiful.  She had an oval face, with skin as white as porcelain.  She had large round emerald green eyes which matched her shoulder length dark auburn hair perfectly.  The most dominating feature of her gorgeous face were her large, thick lips which she liked to cover with varying shades of red lips stick.  This evening she had chosen a bright red shade of lip stick.

Along with her face, Nicole had an amazing body as well.  When she had come to college she had come on a full ride scholarship for gymnastics.  Then during the summer between her freshman and sophomore years, Nicole developed two large full breasts.  With the development of her tits, Nicole’s gymnastic career went out the window.  Now as a regular student, Nicole continued to work hard to keep her body in gymnastic shape.  Nicole kept her five foot frame in shape and trim, so her weight hover around one hundred pounds.  Most of those pounds came from the two large mounds on her chest.

For the evening of fun, Nicole wore a tight fitting, low cut red blouse which revealed a large amount of cleavage.  Along with the red blouse, she wore a black, pleated loose fitting mini skirt which stopped inches above her knees.  The rest of her extremely toned legs were left uncovered, and she wore a pair of flip flops on her feet.

“Hey there,” I said.  Instead of responding, Nicole handed me a pair of silver, stainless steel handcuffs.  When I took the handcuffs, Nicole held her wrist up and together like a criminal who has just been caught red handed.

I was very surprised, but happy all the same.  I closed the handcuff around Nicole’s left wrist, then pulled her into the kitchen and spun her around closed the other cuff around her right wrist, effectively cuffing her hands behind her back.

“Oooh,” Nicole purred.  “I’m at your mercy, prêt ell what do you plan to do with me now?”

“First we talk,” I said.  I grabbed Nicole by the elbow and led her to a chair which I had set up in the living room facing the television.  I helped Nicole sit on the chair, then stepped back so we could talk.

“Nicole what do you expect me to do after you hand me a pair of handcuffs?”

“I expect you to handcuff me, strip me naked, play with my tits, and pussy, and then fuck the shit out of me,” Nicole stated as matter of factly.

“Are you interested in bondage?”

“Of course.  Jamie and I have talked many times about being tied up and fucked.  We’ve both wanted someone to take control.  Jamie told me the other day that she found someone who actually took control and knew what they were doing.  The night I called her cell and you answered and said she was tied up, I knew she really was tied up because she had told me she was going to see the guy that evening.  So I came here to get tied up and fucked like there’s no tomorrow.”

 

To be continued………….

 

A Joining of Friends

 

I stood in the middle of the living room staring at Nicole’s beautiful face in amazement.  I couldn’t believe she asked me to tie her up and fuck her mercilessly.  I wondered how the two best looking women on the campus could want to be tied up and humiliated.

“Have you ever been tied up before?” I ask.

“Sure plenty of times,” Nicole responded nonchalantly.

“Why do you want to be tied up?”

“Because, I don’t want this to sound wrong, but when you are a women and attractive, guys are afraid to fuck you.  They want to make love, and make sex like the movies in hopes of becoming your boyfriend.  That’s all good for a while, but eventually you want to be fucked, and these guys out there won’t do it.”

“I thought you said you had been tied up before?”

“I have been tied up.  A lot actually.”

“Who tied you up?  I want to hear all about.”

Nicole told me her next door neighbor in high school was four years old than Nicole.  Brett, had just become a sworn in as a police officer in the small town and he and Nicole had grown up together.  During their young days, the two had played with each other, non-sexually.  Then when Brett had started to get into his teens, he and Nicole had started to play around sexually.  They would play doctor and patient, and other games of the such.  They would also play damsel in distress, and Brett would tie Nicole’s arms behind her back and she would try to run and hide from Brett. While she hid, she would make it easy to find her, and when Brett finally chased her down, he would sneak in a grope of her breast or her crotch.

The two went their separate ways in high school, and when Brett came home dressed in his blue police uniform, Nicole had just turned seventeen.  Nicole couldn’t believe how good looking Brett was in his blue uniform and wanted to let him know how much she liked him.  Nicole dressed in her slutiest top, a short mini-skirt, and her skimpiest bra and panties.

Nicole raced over to find Brett still in uniform cleaning out some junk out the garage of the house he had bought off of his parents months earlier.

“Hey Bretty,” Nicole said in her sexiest voice.  “Did you get sworn in today?”

“Hey there Nic,” Brett replied.  He couldn’t help himself look the seventeen year old beauty up and down.  “Yeah, I just got sworn in this afternoon.  I guess I’m the law, so you had better watch yourself or I might have to handcuff you and spank your ass if you get into too much trouble.”

“Well, I did break the law earlier in the day when I threw a wrapper on the ground.  I guess I should be punished for littering.”  Nicole held her hands out in front of her with her wrists together.  Brett laughed it off and continued to clean the clutter in the garage.  After a minute, Brett turned back to see Nicole still holding her wrists together in front of her.

“I’m waiting to be punished,” Nicole said seductively.

“Okay, I guess no one is above the law,” Brett said.  He stopped what he was doing and walked towards Nicole as he worked to get his handcuffs out of his new shiny police belt.  As he approached Nicole, she could see a bulge growing in the front of his blue dress uniform.

Brett slapped the handcuffs on her wrists and led her into the house and sat down on a chair at the kitchen table and pulled Nicole over his lap.  In the process of pulling her over his lap, Nicole’s mini-skirt came half way up her ass to reveal a light blue, lacy thong.  Brett pulled the mini-skirt up over her waist to reveal her entire perfectly shaped white ass.

“Littering is a five hundred dollar fine.  So I think five spanks on each ass cheek should be a good punishment.”  Brett gave Nicole four soft spanks on her ass and Nicole was very disappointed.

“What are you a pussy, officer?  I thought you were going to punish me?”  Nicole egged him on.  Brett took the hint, and the next six spanks hammered down on her perfect ass, which quickly started to turn a bright red color.

When he was finished, he pushed Nicole up on her feet to see a couple of tears running down her cheek.  Instead of removing his handcuffs from her wrists, Brett had other plans.

“Lipping off to a police officer is another offense punishable by spanking.”  Brett looked around the house and found a hook on the wall and moved Nicole so she stood underneath the hook.  Brett took Nicole’s cuffed wrist and put the chain of the handcuffs on the hook.

With the handcuffs hanging from the hook in the wall, Nicole had to stand on her tip toes so not to hang from her wrists.  With Nicole hanging from the hook, Brett stepped back and admired his prisoner.

“The punishment for mouthing off to an officer is five blows to each of your bare tits.”  Nicole started to complain, and Brett had had enough.  He walked over to the sink and grabbed a wash cloth and shoved it into Nicole’s mouth to gag her.

Now he had gagged her, Brett lifted her shirt to reveal and lacy, light blue bra which matched her panties.  Brett lifted the bra above her tits and quickly gave Nicole’s sensitive tits five blows each.  By the time the final blow landed, tears streamed down her cheeks, and she spit out the wash cloth.

“Fuck me officer!  Please, fuck me!”  Brett did as he was asked, and continued to for the next two years until Nicole left for college.

“Do you still see him when you go home?” I asked when she finished.

“No, he got married to a girl who liked to be tied up as well.  He has no need for me now.”

“Did you just play with bondage, or were you a submissive to him?”

“At first it was just bondage.  But, then we moved on to the submission.  For the last year I was Brett’s slave to do what with he wanted.”

“Okay.  Would you like to become my submissive?

“Yes very much so,” Nicole replied.  I gave a look which told her I wasn’t happy, and Nicole quickly added.  “Sir.”

“Okay good.  I will be right back, do not move an inch.”  I walked behind the curtain which blocked the view of Jamie and the hallway.  Jamie still stood spread eagle in the entryway of the hallway.  She was breathing hard from the strain of being tied in the position she was in.  Along with the position she stood, Jamie’s large tits were starting turn a purple color.  I took one hand ran it very lightly over her sensitive tits, which caused Jamie to moan into her gag.

“What was that?” Nicole called from the other room.

“It was a door.  I will be right back.”  I went into the playroom and grabbed a couple pieces of rope and some other toys Nicole would become very accustomed to and headed back to the living room.  On my way, I stopped by Jamie was again.

Standing behind Jamie, I could see the buttplug in her ass.  This buttplug wasn’t a normal plug, the plug had a hose which ran from the buttplug to a ball pump which when pumped would cause the plug in Jamie’s ass to expand.  The plug could expand to the size of a pop can when fully pumped with air.

I grabbed the ball pump and gave the ball four good pumps.  Jamie moaned each time she felt the plug expand in her already stretched asshole.  Again Nicole called from the other room, but I told her it was the door and I was coming.

I returned to Nicole’s side with the four lengths of rope and dropped them on the floor in front of her.  I took Nicole’s handcuffed arms, and moved them over the back of the wooden kitchen chair, so that her arms and back would be separated by the back of the chair.  With her arms in this position, Nicole’s large tits were shoved forward as her arms are moved farther behind her body.

When I got her arms set in the position I wanted them, I took a length of rope and wrapped one end of the rope around Nicole’s left thigh, just above her knee several times.  I ran the rope underneath the chair bottom and wrapped the other end of the rope around her right thigh above the knee several more times and pulled her legs apart.  Nicole, being a gymnast had no problem spreading her knees well wider than the bottom the chair.

“Tell me slave, what is your most sensitive area of your body?” I asked as I tied the rope tight on her thighs.

“Without a doubt my nipples.  When Brett would tie me up, he would play with my nipples, and I would have many orgasms with him just playing with them.  Then when he would put nipple clamps on my nipples I would have orgasm after orgasm without him touching me.”  

As I thought of another question to ask Nicole, I took a length of rope and wrapped it around her waist and pulled her ass back towards the back of the chair.  I wrapped the rope around her waist several times, making sure not to get any of her shirt or skirt underneath the rope.  When I was sure she couldn’t move, I tied the rope off in the back of the chair.

“Okay slave, have you ever been publicly humiliated?”

“Yes sir,” Nicole replied.

“Tell me about it,” I said.  I was getting the rope ready for my next tie.

“Brett made me dress in a short, low cut black dress.  I didn’t have very big boobs at the time, but I wore a big time push up bra to show what I had.  When I got out the car to go into the restaurant, Brett handcuffed my hands behind my back.  I asked him not to, but he didn’t listen, he only placed a sweater over my wrists so no one in the restaurant would see the steel on my wrists.  We were seated at a booth in a back corner of the restaurant, and Brett sat on the same side of the booth as me.

When we were seated, Brett pulled my dress up over my crotch to reveal my panty free groin for the world to see.  Brett kept my hands handcuffed behind my back, and my dress up above my waist when the waiter appeared to take our drink order.  The waiter didn’t see the bottom of my dress when he took our order, but when he returned and leaned over to place my wine glass in front of me, he looked right down and saw my bare crotch.

My face turned bright red, and the server couldn’t take his eyes off of my exposed groin as he took our order.  While we waited for our food to come, Brett reached over and started to finger my pussy.  I begged him to cover me up, and to uncuff me, but he laughed and continued to play with my clit and pussy.

Also during the time we waited for our food to arrive, the server returned to our table around ten times to see if we needed anything.  Each time Brett saw the server coming, he would take his hand out of my crotch to give the server a complete view of my pussy.”

As Nicole told the story of her humiliation, I got to work on wrapping a large amount of rope around each of her ankles.

“Just as the server started to approach our table with our order, Brett got up from the table and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.  Brett told me if my dress moved an inch while he was gone, he would put me over his knee in the middle of the restaurant.  I knew he meant it, so I made sure not to move, even while the server stared blatantly at my groin as he placed the food on the table.

When Mike returned to the table, he asked me why my legs were closed.  Brett then slapped me hard on the inner thigh and told me to eat.  Brett made me eat my dinner without using my hands, I had to lean down and eat my food directly from the plate, like a dog.  Brett had to hold my wine glass for me to drink, and he held the glass up for longer than I wanted and I drank four glasses of wine.  This caused our waiter to return to the table more than usual, and gave him plenty of opportunity to stare at my now spread crotch.

When we were done with dinner, Brett made me go under the table and give him a blowjob for desert.  When the waiter returned to the table, he asked about my where abouts and Brett told him I was under the table giving him head.  The waiter lifted the table cloth and watched as I gave Brett a blowjob in front of him.”

“Wow,” I said.  I had just finished pulling the ropes which was tied to each of her ankles towards her handcuffed wrists and tied the ropes to the chain of the handcuffs.  For all intents and purposes, I had hogtied Nicole in the chair.

Now that she was completely immobilized, I reached down and ripped Nicole’s tight fitting shirt open.  Underneath her shirt, she wore a lacy, black bra.  I noticed the bra could be opened in the front, so instead of ruining the sexy piece of lingerie, I popped the clasp on the bra, and it flew to the side of her large breasts.  Nicole’s tits bounced down an inch once they were free of the support of the sexy bra.  Nicole’s tits hung beautifully, and were wide and round at the bottom.

I gave Nicole’s exposed tits a look for the first time.  Nicole’s areolas were medium in size.  They weren’t nearly as massive as Jamie’s huge areolas, but were larger than Myra’s dime sized areolas.  Nicole’s areolas were around the size of a half dollar, or a slice of pepperoni.  In the middle of Nicole’s bright pink, oblong areola’s stood long, thick pink nipples.  Nicole’s nipples stood out nearly as long as Jamie’s, but Jamie’s weren’t nearly big around as Nicole’s.

I gave both of Nicole’s fat nipples a hard squeeze, which elicited a yelp form Nicole, before I moved down to her skirt.  I unbuttoned the buttons on the side of Nicole’s black skirt and laid open the material which covered her groin.  Nicole hadn’t worn a pair of panties underneath her skirt, and I got a clear view of a mop of dark red hair above her pussy lips.  Nicole had shaved all of the hair down by her pussy lips, but had left a tuft of the thick hair above.

I could see the glistening of moisture on her lips, and the hair closet you pussy.  I left Nicole and walked back behind the curtain, and grabbed a vibrating wand.

“What’s that?” Nicole asked.  I didn’t reply.  I walked up to Nicole and slapped her hard on both of her tits, which caused her to scream out.  “When you answer me, or talk to me you will refer to me as Master or Sir.  Now tell me you are a slut who would like to serve me and be a slave to me.  Then ask me to spank your tits again, and call me sir.”

Nicole dropped her eyes.  “I am a slut who would like to serve you, Master in any way, and I want to be your slave.  Please Sir; please spank my tits for not referring to you as Master.”  I spanked Nicole’s tits open handed, directly onto her sensitive nipples.

Nicole screamed with both slaps to her nipples, and her chest was heaving when I finished with the two blows to her tits.  I then took the wand, which had large vibrating ball at the end of it and attached the wand to her upper thigh with two strips of Velcro.  Making sure the vibrating ball sat lodged against her clit, I turned the strong vibrating wand on, and Nicole jumped from the movement of the ball on her clit.

“Now, slave would you like to see what you will subjected to when you agree to become my slave?”  Nicole sat on the chair squirming against the vibrating wand.

“Yes Master,” Nicole panted.

“Slut you are not to cum unless you ask for permission.  Do you understand?”

“Yes Master I will not cum unless given permission.”

I walked over to the sheet and yanked it down to reveal Jamie standing tied to the wall.  Nicole stopped squirming in her chair and stared wide eyed at Jamie.

“Master why are Jamie’s boob purple?”

“They are tied at the base, which restricts the flow of blood to her tits.  When this happens her tits become very, very sensitive. Watch.”  I walked to Jamie, and lightly ran a finger over her breast, and Jamie jumped and screamed into her gag.

I walked behind Jamie and undid her gag and took it out of her mouth.  I gave her a couple of moments to mover her jaw and get the joints loosened up.  When she was ready, I raised the little microphone to my mouth and spoke.

“Whore, how do your tits feel?”

“Very sore and sensitive,” Jamie replied.  Since she couldn’t hear herself, Jamie yelled her response, and I told her to speak in a normal tone.

“Are you wet?”

“Master, I think that should be something you check for yourself,” she replied.  I took her up on her offer and shove my fingers deep into her very wet pussy.  I pulled my finger out of her pussy, and brought my fingers up to her lips and stuck them in her mouth.

“Slut clean my fingers.”  Jamie did as she was told.  When she was done, I stuck my fingers back into her pussy, only this time I went to Nicole and told her to clean my fingers.  Nicole hesitantly took my fingers into her mouth, but greedily sucked on my fingers.

“Slut, I have a couple of questions I want you to answer for me,” I spoke into the microphone.  “What is the greatest gift you can receive?”

“Your cum in my mouth, Master.”

“Have you earned cum in your mouth yet, slut?”

“No Master.  Only cum on my face.”

“What is your greatest desire?’

“To have your cock in my pussy, ass or mouth, Sir.”

I was very pleased and told Jamie so.  She had learned a lot from Myra and had come a long way in a little over a week.  I decided it was time for Jamie to learn she wasn’t alone, and I walked over to her and removed her blindfold.  Jamie took a couple of moments to get her eyes adjusted to the light again, then she saw her best friend tied to the chair, with a  vibrating wand shoved against her clit.

“What’s going on Sir?” Jamie asked.

“Slave, she is a co-slave with you.  And you two are going to become closer than either of you could imagine,” I said with a wicked smile.

 

To be continued……….

 

 

 

Learning the Ins and Outs of Friends

 

The two women continued to stare at one another as I worked my way around the room.  After a minute, I turned my attention back to the two women, and was surprised by the look on their faces.

“Slut, have you ever seen Slave Jamie naked before?”

“No Master.  We never lived together, so we never had an opportunity to see one another naked.”

“Have you ever tasted another women’s pussy before?”

“No Master, I haven’t.  I’ve only been with men.”  Nicole was breathing hard from the maddening vibrations of the wand lodged against her sensitive clit.  I have no proof, but I think Nicole’s huge nipples have grown a large amount since I had first seen them.

“So, were the juices from Jamie’s pussy the first woman’s juices you’ve tasted?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Did you enjoy the taste of Jamie’s pussy?”

“Yes sir, I did.”

Now I have the information I wanted from my newest slave, I want to get some information out of Jamie.  I have been very impressed with Jamie’s progression into her slavery, and she will be rewarded well.

I walked back to the side of Jamie, and made my way behind her.  Her breathing was still heavy, and her skin had become covered with a thin layer of sweat.  I stood close behind her and brought the tiny microphone to my lips and pushed the talk button.

“Cum loving Slut, have you ever seen Slave Nicole naked before?”

“No Master.  I have seen in her in a bra and panties a couple times, but never entirely naked, Sir.”

“Okay, now I want to know what you think of her body.  I think I should tell you she can’t hear a thing.  I put ear-plugs like the ones you have into her ears.  So, please speak freely.”

“She is gorgeous Sir.  Since you’ve take my blindfold off, I can’t stop staring at her full lips, or her large nipples.  I thought I had big nipples, but seeing hers now put mine to shame.  I think the only thing that is bad about her body is her pussy hair.  I like the color, but she needs to be bald, or have just a hint of hair down there.”

“I agree, Slut,” I say.  After hearing her assessment, I reach up and untie the rope which had come out of the corset Jamie wore and slowly unwrap the rope around Jamie’s tit.  Jamie let out a hiss of air, as the blood rushed back into her tit.  Jamie’s tit change color immediately from the purple color it had been to a bright red color.

“Have you two ladies every talked about sexual fantasies?”  Jamie took a while to answer as she continued to suck in air to try and offset the pain of a million little needles in her right breast.

“We talked about our fantasies a lot, Sir,” Jamie finally said.

“Tell me Nicole’s deepest darkest secrets, and her most perverted ones as well.”  Jamie hesitated, and I figured I would put her at ease.  “Jamie I need to know her fantasies, just like I needed to know yours.  Why do you think I’ve sent you to Myra almost everyday?  I need to know what you want, and enjoy.  Now please tell me.”

“Nicole is an exhibitionist, Sir.  She loves to show off her body, especially when we go out to a bar.  She’ll wear a thin top with no bra, and mini-skirt without panties.  When she finds someone she likes, she asks them to dance and let them finger her on the dance floor.  She told me she loves having someone inside her with all those people around her.  She also likes to tease them by showing a little skin, and leading them around all night without giving them another glimpse.

Nicole also loves to be spanked, like me.  She told me there was a guy in high school who would tie her up and spank her until she would cum.  Another thing about Nicole is she squirts when she has a strong orgasm.  She told me she used to squirt a lot when she was tied up, but hasn’t done it since high school.”

“Is that all you know?”

“Yes Sir.”

I believe Jamie, and reach over to her other tit and release the rope from around the base.  Again she lets out a hiss of air as the sting of blood coming back into the area starts again

“Slave, how do you feel about having another slave to join us?”  I reach around Jamie and start to massage her huge tits, and help curb some of the pain in the two globes.

“Thank you Sir.  No I don’t have a problem with having another slave with us.  Actually Sir, may I make a suggestion?”

“Please do,” I said. I leaned forward and started to kiss Jamie’s exposed neck, as I continued to massage her huge tits.

“I think you should make it a challenge, to see who will be more submissive to you.  You can dream up a category, such as bondage, humiliation, torture, and exhibition, or something like that.  You tell us what day or couple days the category it is and we must come up with ideas on our own to show you our submission.”

I love Jamie’s idea.  I stop massaging her tits, and undue the little nooses which had been hanging from her nipples.  With the nooses off her nipples, Jamie screams, as blood rushes back into her sensitive nerve endings.  With the nooses off, I walk around the front of her, and grab her now hot tits, and lean forward and give her a deep French kiss.

“I love you idea, Slave.  And you’ve done very good today.  Since you’ve so good, I am going to reward you.”

I leave Jamie where she is and walk back to Nicole, who had actually heard every word Jamie had muttered.  Nicole, and started to squirm once again on the chair from the vibrating wand.

“How are you feeling?”

“Horny Sir.  May I come?”

“No.”  I reached down and unhook the wand from her thigh and take it out of her sopping wet pussy.  “Did you hear what Slave Jamie said about your body?”  Nicole didn’t say anything, she just nodded her head.  “Okay now it’s your turn.  Tell me what you think of Slave Jamie’s body.”  As I asked Nicole my last question, I keyed the mic on the handheld microphone so Jamie could hear what her friend as to say about her friend.

“The first thing that catches my eye is her gorgeous, huge tits.  I can’t believe how large her areolas are, and I wonder if they are as sensitive as my nipples and areolas.  I love her hour-glass figure, which I don’t think is enhanced much by the corset she’s wearing.  I like the look of her shaved pussy.  I’ve never been able to get the nerve to shave my pubic hair myself.  I can’t believe how long her clit is, it almost looks like she has a tiny little penis herself.  I’ve never seen a women’s clit poke out from between her pussy lips.  What’s the thing hanging down between her legs?”

I raise the microphone to my lips.  “Cum loving slut, please tell your fellow slave what is hanging down between your legs.”

“Master put an expanding butt-plug in my asshole.  I believe what is hanging down between my legs is the hose and pump to the butt-plug.”

I then started to work on untying Nicole from her chair.  “Did you hear what Jamie said about finding out who is more submissive?”

“Yes Sir.”

“What do you think?”

“I think it’s a wonderful idea, but I think I would change one little part.”

“What part would you change?”

“Instead of making challenges for ourselves, I think we should make challenges for one another.  And if the other slave completes the task, the one who came up with the idea, must complete the task before we continue onto the next task.”

I ask Jamie what she thinks of Nicole’s change of plan, and she agrees Nicole’s idea is a good change to her original plan.  By the time Jamie is done explaining that she likes Nicole’s idea, I have Nicole completely untied from the chair.  With her hands still handcuffed behind her, I help Nicole to her feet.

I admire her tits as they bounce and sway as she makes her way to her feet.  With her finally standing, I move the chair she had been sitting on, and make a trip around her naked body.  As I make my way around behind Nicole, I saw something which stopped me in my tracks. 

“Do you like my tattoos, Master?” Nicole asks.  Tattooed on each one of her ass cheeks are a pair of blue handcuffs.  The tattoos are small, but very visible with her pale ass cheeks exposed.

“I do like them,” I reply.  “When did you get them?”

“When I became a slave for the first time.  My master at the time wanted me to show him my commitment to submission.   I thought it was an appropriate sign of my life long goal of being a submissive.”

“Good.  I like them very much.”  After my trip around her body, I grab her by the upper arm and lead her over to where Jamie is stilled tied spread eagle to the wall and ceiling.  I lead Nicole until she is pressed tit to tit with Jamie.

“I want you two to always greet, and say goodbye to one another this way for the rest of your time as my subs.”  I grab both women behind their heads and bring their faces together.  “Now kiss one another.”

Having been French kissing Myra for nearly a week now, Jamie is eager to get her tongue into Nicole’s large lipped mouth.  Nicole, having never kissed a woman before, puckered her lips and closed her eyes.  She didn’t open her mouth until after Jamie had run her tongue around Nicole’s full lips.  Eventually, Nicole opened her mouth and the two women embraced in an awkward embrace.  But their embrace quickly turned from awkward, to passionate.  The two women took turns nibbling on one anthers lower lip, as they pressed their bodies together harder and harder.

As they lost their selves in their kiss, I let go of their heads and stepped back and watched as they kissed.  I was surprised to see how Jamie’s massive tits swallow Nicole’s large tits.  Along with grinding their tits together, the women had started to grind their pelvises together as much as Jamie’s restraints would allow.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled Nicole away from Jamie.  Both women panted from the exertion they had put out in their embrace.  I took a leather collar with four D rings, and strapped it onto Nicole’s neck.  I then undid her handcuffs and brought her hands together behind her neck and ran the handcuffs through the collar, so her hands were locked behind her head.

When I had her hands where I wanted them, I brought Nicole back close to Jamie’s body.  This time, I pushed Nicole down on her knees, so her face sat inches from Jamie’s dripping wet pussy.  I then grabbed a pair of gator clips with a chain between them, and attached one of the clips to Nicole’s left nipple. 

Nicole screamed as the metal gator clip dug into the sensitive flesh of her nipple.  I pulled Nicole forward by the other gator clip and wrapped the chain around Jamie’s thigh and clamped the other gator clip onto Nicole’s large left nipple.  I repeated the process to her right breast, effectively tying her tits to Jamie’s thighs.  With her tits tied to Jamie’s thighs, Nicole’s face was buried in Jamie’s crotch.

“Submissive Slut, I want you to eat Cum Loving Slut Jamie’s pussy until she cums all over your face.”  I turned my attention to Jamie, as she rolled her eyes into the back of her head as Nicole’s tongue started to explore her pussy.  “Cum Loving Slut, before you cum you must tell me you want you to have your face covered with cum.

The room quickly became filled with moans of pleasure, and I decided to have a little more fun.  I went into the playroom and grabbed a riding crop, which has a flexible rod with a flat piece of leather that was four inches wide. When I returned to the room, Jamie had her eyes closed and I walked behind Nicole and brought the riding crop down hard on her left ass check.  The crop landed directly on the tattoo of the handcuff on her ass

“Thank you Master.  May I have another?” I heard Nicole’s muffled voice come from between Jamie’s legs.  Instead of giving Nicole another spanking, I walked behind Jamie and gave her ass a hard spank.  This spank caused Jamie to yelp, and jump, which elicited a yelp from Nicole as her nipples were pulled when Jamie jumped.

I continued to repeat this process for five more minutes, and the room quickly filled with the sound of the two women moaning and panting.  Along with the moans, Nicole’s once pure white ass had become a bright red color, and her once blue handcuff tattoo had changed color to black.  Jamie’s tan ass had turned to a red color, which matched the color of Nicole’s ass.  Also, both women had become covered with a thin sheet of sweat, but Nicole’s throat and tits had become covered with a mixture of her saliva, and the juices which flowed from Jamie’s sopping wet pussy.

Jamie started to ask me if she could cum, but I hadn’t had enough fun watching them, so I told her no.  Just about the time I was ready to allow Jamie to cum, the phone to my house rang.

“Slave Nicole, stop licking Slave Jamie’s pussy.  Slave Jamie, you are not to cum.”  I headed for the phone, when I saw Nicole mover her mouth so she could continue to lick Jamie’s pussy.  I stopped and walked back behind Nicole, and brought the riding crop down hard directly on her exposed asshole.  Nicole let out a scream which could raise the dead, into Jamie’s pussy.

“Slave, when I give you an order I expect it to be followed to a tee.  Do you understand?”  Nicole gave a muffled response that she did understand, as tears started to run down her cheeks.

After talking on the phone, I return to the two women with news.  “Nicole you may start licking Slave Jamie’s pussy again.”   As soon as the words leave my mouth, Jamie let’s a moan slip out between her lips as Nicole got started on her clit once again.

“That was Myra’s Master, and he has an important meeting tomorrow.  He has been making bondage wear, and restraints for years and he has a manufacturer who would like to see the product modeled before he starts production.  He doesn’t think Myra would be able to handle the show on her own, and he asked if you and Nicole would be willing to help him out.  If you do, we will be able to get all of the bondage equipment we want for free.  What do you say?”

“I’ll do it Master,” Jamie replied between pants.  “May I please cum, Sir.?”

“No, not yet.  Nicole are you willing to help our friend out?  If you are, please bite down hard on Jamie’s clit.”  Immediately Jamie screamed out as Nicole’s teeth dug into the sensitive nerve ends of her clit.

“I want to have my face covered in cum!” Jamie shouts.  “May I please cum?”

“Yes you may.”  Jamie goes into convulsions as the orgasm rips through her body.  Nicole leans back and asks if she may cum, to which I allow her to.  Soon both women are writhing against one another.  I watch and can’t wait for the next day to watch the two women model various bondage gear.

 

To Be Continued………….

 

 

The Model Show

 

 

Jamie and Nicole arrived together on front door step at eleven in the morning.  Both women were stunning in their matching white mini-skirts, white tube tops, black fishnet stockings and black high heel shoes.  I could easily see Jamie’s large, dark areolas, while I could see just a hint of Nicole’s areolas through her top.  Both women’s large nipples were visibly sticking through the thin material of their tube tops.

“Good you’re early,” I say as I move to the side to let the two women move into the house.  As they both enter the house, they dropped to their hands and knees in unison.  With them on their hands and knees, their skirts hiked up over their lovely asses to reveal the lacey thong panties they are wearing.  Nicole had picked a bright blue pair of panties while Jamie had picked a white pair.  Both women had dark, damp spots where the panties covered the women’s pussies.

“You two slaves look like you’re ready for the start of your modeling careers.”  I say as the two women start to crawl towards the living room.

“Master, we weren’t able to sleep last night, we’re so excited,” Jamie replied.  Both she and Nicole started to giggle with anticipation.

“Okay, good.”  I inform my slaves that we are going to head over to The Collar to meet up with Myra and her master.  We are going to ride over the place the show was going to take place with the two.  I give The Collar a call to let them know we are on our way over to meet with them.

The three of us walk through the front door of the closed store.  Nicole had never been to the store, and felt a little nervous about meeting Myra and her master.  Jamie on the other hand seemed to become even more excited about the days activities when she walked through the front door of the store.

Before we are able to make it to the counter of the store, Myra steps out of one of the many backrooms.  Like Jamie and Nicole, Myra has chosen a mini-skirt, hers is black in color.  Along with her mini-skirt, Myra is wearing a red halter top, with a string running up around her neck to hold the top up.  On her legs, Myra wears a pair of black stockings with lacey tops, which are exposed since the mini-skirt doesn’t travel much pass her ass.  As she continued to walk towards us, I noticed the area around her nipple had been cut out of her shirt, allowing her pierced nipples to be completely exposed.

“Hello, Sir,” Myra said to me.  Myra then turned her attention to Jamie, and the two women quickly embraced in a French kiss, and groped each others asses.  When Myra finished with Jamie, she walked over to Nicole, and repeated the process.  I could see Nicole was ridged while Myra’s tongue explored her mouth, and her hands roamed over her ass.

Moments later, Mike walked out of a back room and shook my hand.  He then walked over to Jamie.  “It is lovely to see you again, whore.”  He reached down and grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it before he moved over to Nicole and repeated the process.  When he finished he walked behind Myra, wrapped his arms around her and pinched her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and started to rotate her nipples.

“Are we ready to go?”

“I think so.  Do you have everything ready to go?” I asked.

“Sure do.  Let’s get going.”  Mike stepped back from Myra and spanked her hard on her ass.  Myra reached back and lifted her skirt for everyone in the room to see the red mark of a handprint on her ass cheek as she made her way towards the front door.

The three women piled into the back seat of Mike’s car, while I jumped in the passenger seat.  I looked back to see how the girls were doing, and I couldn’t help but notice that all three women’s nipples were standing at attention.  We road for nearly thirty minutes out into the country, until we reached a large brick farm house.  The house was huge and looked well kept.  The front door was answered by a black male servant dressed in a bulter’s uniform.  Mike told him who we were, and the butler pointed us to the living room, while he led the women in a different direction.

We sat in the living room for nearly forty five minutes before anyone came into the room.  Luckily, the living room was stocked with plenty of booze, which Mike and I took advantage of.  We were working on our third vodka tonics when a man dressed in a polo shirt and kaki pants entered into the room.  Following behind the man was a short, somewhat plump black woman in a black leather corset which shoved her huge tits up and together.  Along with the corset the woman wore black stockings, black high heels, and a collar that had a leash which the man in front led her by.

I almost chuckled when I saw the woman.  I knew who she was, and couldn’t believe she would be a submissive.  I had taken her English class my first year in college, and she was a real take charge, bossy, bitch.  What also made it more funny, was Professor Mitchell was Jamie’s academic advisor.  Jamie hated her about as much as one could hate someone.

As Professor Mitchell walked into the room, and saw me, she stopped and tried to cover her hairy, exposed pussy with her hands.  Unfortunately for her, her master yanked on her leash and she continued to follow.

“Hello, you bossy cunt,” Mike said to Professor Mitchell.  She walked in front of her master and dropped to her hands and knees and started to kiss Mike’s shoes.  She continued to kiss his shoes until her master brought a riding crop, which he held in his hand down hard on her ass.  The blow caused her slightly flabby ass to jiggle, and she let out a yelp.

“Master, this is bondage Mike.  He is the one who has been designing all of our toys for us.”  Mike and the man named Nick shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.  Mitchell stayed on her hands and knees and hovered her head just above Mike’s shoes while the two men talked.  Nick yanked her leash in my direction and she crawled over to my shoes and started to kiss my shoes as well.  She continued this until Nick brought the riding crop down hard on her other ass cheek

“Master this is Jay.  I had him in my freshman English class.”  I shook hands with Nick and motioned for the riding crop, which he gladly handed over.  I brought the riding crop down hard directly on her black asshole, and Mitchell howled in pain.

“Slut, you will call me Torture Jay.  Do you understand me?”  She nodded, and I looked up to see Nick giving me a huge smile.

“You dumb cunt, get out of here and get ready for the show.  I think you should know what to do, since Bondage Mike instructed you about for the last couple of days.”  She rose to her feet in front of me, part of her tits had fallen out of the top of her corset and she had tears in her eyes as she walked out of the room.

We talked for a couple more minutes before we decided to head for the show.  Mike told us the plan was for there to be three separate rooms which the women would be placed in.  They would then demonstrate things in three different categories.  The first category was clothing, second was accessories, and third was furniture.

As we headed for the viewing rooms, Mike gave us a run down of what events were going to take place in the next couple of minutes.  Mike told us he had a list of questions for the girls to answer, and the butler, whose name was Marcus would assign the women their materials for the show.  After the interviews, the women would put on a show featuring one item from each of the categories.  Each of the small rooms had a changing room for the women, and Professor Mitchell would be in the room to help the women with whatever they needed.  Marcus would help the women in the rooms, if he was needed during their shows.

As Mike finished, we stepped in front of a dark window, which was a two way mirror.  The only thing the women could see inside the room was a reflection of themselves, while I, Nick and Mike could see everything in the room.  Sitting on a TV stand in front of the windows was a small television.  Nick and I stopped in front of the TV, while Mike step up to the television and turned it on, and pushed play on the VCR below the TV.

On the screen, Myra sat down on a folding chair, still dressed in her top with holes for her nipples to poke through, and her mini-skirt.  Myra crossed her legs, giving the camera a good amount of her ass to picture.

Off-screen, Marcus sat in another folding chair with a clipboard and a list of questions for each of the women.  Mike had said the list was to make the show a little more exciting.  Plus, the questions would give everyone an insight to each of the women’s desires.

“What is your name?” Marcus’s baritone voice boomed over the speakers.  The interview had taken place while we had remained in the living room talking.

“Slave Myra.”

“How long have you been a slave?”

“Going on five years.”

“Have you been tied up, or restrained before?”

“Yes.”

“How recently?”

“This morning.”

“Have you been fucked while restrained before?”

“Yes, many times.”

“Do you enjoy this?”

“Yes, very much.”

“Has pain ever been part of your sexual relations?”

“Yes, on many occasions.”

“Did you enjoy the pain?’

“Yes very much.”

“Have you ever had an orgasm just from pain?”

“No.  I need stimulation.”

“Have you ever had multiple partners at one time?”

“Yes, on many occasions.”

“Have you ever had sex with another woman?”

“Yes, many times.”

“Have you ever had an orgasm while being pleasured by another woman?”

“Yes, many times.”

“Do you masturbate?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever had an orgasm from masturbation?”

“Yes many times.”

“Have you ever been fucked in your ass?”

“Yes many times.”

“Okay one final question.  Has either a man or woman ever cummed on her face?”

“Yes.  Many times.”

“Okay thank you for your time.  Now if you will step back into the change room and get ready for the show.”

The screen goes blank and the lights in the room turn on, and we are able to see the room which Myra had done her interview in, through the two way mirror.  As we watch, Myra steps out from behind the back wall wearing a black leather corset that shoves her tits up and together, revealing a large amount of cleavage.  Along with the corset, Myra wears black thigh high fishnet stockings and a pair of eight inch stiletto high heels.

Myra walked to the middle of the room and stood there, not knowing what to do next.  Mike raised a microphone to his mouth and spoke softly into it.  Seconds later, Mitchell walks out from behind the back and says something to Myra we are unable to hear.  Myra immediately leans forward and gives us a great view down the top of her corset, and shakes her tits back and forth before standing up.  Myra then turned around and bent over once again and gave us a view of her uncovered, shaved pussy.  Myra remained in this position until Mitchell walked up behind her and gave her a hard swat on her ass.  The lights in the room dimmed to black, and we made our way to the next room.

“Mike I can tell, you make very quality stuff.  But so do a lot of other manufactures.  What I’m looking for is the exotic.  Please skip the normal stuff, and move onto the more exciting pieces.”  Mike agreed, and brought the microphone up to his mouth once again and spoke something Nick and I couldn’t hear.

We stopped in front of a dark mirror with a television sitting on a stand in front of the mirror.  The mirror was completely black.  Mike reached forward and turned on the television.  Once again the screen showed an interview, only this time it was Nicole who was being interviewed.  Under the glare of the bright lights, Nicole’s nipples were very visible.

Again the interview was conducted by Marcus who sat off-screen.

“What is your name?”

“Nicole.”  I cringed.

“She’s new and doesn’t know yet.”

‘Don’t worry.  We’ll make sure she knows by the end of tonight,” Mike said.

“How long have you been a slave?”

“Four years.”

“Have you ever been restrained, or tied up?”

“Yes.”

“How recently?”

“Last night.”

“Have you ever been fucked while being tied up, or restrained?”

“Yes.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes.”

“Has pain ever been part of your sexual experiences?”

“Yes.”

“Did you enjoy the pain as part of your experience?’

“Yes.”

“Have you ever had an orgasm from pain?”

“No.  Pain was part of what brought me to orgasm, but I’ve never had it directly from pain.”

“Have you ever had multiple partners at one time?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever had sex with another woman?”

“No.”

“Do you masturbate?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever had an orgasm while masturbating?”

“Yes.  All the time.”

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever had a man, or woman cum on your face?”

“Yes.”

Again the screen went blank, and the lights in the room came on.  As we waited for Nicole to come out of the changing room, Mike brought a little plastic devise out of his coat pocket.  The piece of plastic was a small square with a round knob.

A moment later, Nicole walked out of the changing room wearing a stunning, ankle length dress.  The dress looked more like something a woman would wear to a fancy ball.  Following behind Nicole was Marcus, who was still dressed in his butler uniform.

Nicole walked in front of the mirror and did a full turn of us to see the low scoop in the back of the evening dress.

“I thought I said I wanted to see your more exotic pieces.” Nick said.  He didn’t sound happy.

“Oh, you are.  You see, I think the most fun part about be a dominate, is showing your dominance anyplace, anytime.”  Mike fiddled with the little black box in his hand for a moment.  As Mike looked up, Nick and I looked into the room to see Nicole screaming and clutching her breasts.  Quickly Marcus walked behind her and pulled her hand behind her back.

Nick walked to a little microphone hanging from the wall, and flipped a switch.  “Slave Nicole, please tell us why you’re screaming?”

“Something inside this dress just bit down on my nipples, very hard.”

Nick flipped the switch and walked back over to Mike with a large smile on his face.  “With this adjuster, you can apply more pressure on the women’s nipples,” Mike said.  He started to turn the knob, and we watched as Nicole screamed silently on the other side of the two way mirror.

We continued to watch as Mike adjusted the pressure the clamps applied on Nicole’s nipples before the lights in the room dimmed and we headed for the next room.  Again we watched an interview with Jamie, who gave the same answers, and the lights in the room finally came on.

Jamie walked out of the changing room naked, except for a pair of hot pink thigh high stockings, matching high heels, and a pair of black, satin gloves which went all the way up to her armpits.  Like the other women, Jamie walked in front of the two way mirror and did a turn so we could get a good view of her entire body.

Nick knew better this time, and waited for Mike to show us the genius behind this outfit.  Again, Mike pulled out a little plastic object from his pocket, and pressed a button.  Immediately, Jamie’s arms flew together behind her back.  Inside each of the gloves was two powerful magnets, which had pulled her arms together, and she wouldn’t be able to separate them.  Jamie’s tits had been shoved forward, since her shoulders were nearly touching behind her.

“I like it,” Nick said.  He had a large smile on his face.  I knew he enjoyed the view of Jamie’s massive tits being thrust forward.

Jamie struggled to get her arms apart, as we watched.  Then Professor Mitchell stepped out of the changing room.  She had changed, and now wore a cupless bra, g-string, and fishnet stockings.  As Mitchell made her way into the room, Nick walked over to the microphone on the wall and flipped the switch, so we could hear.

As Professor Mitchell stepped into Jamie’s line of sight, her face registered an extremely surprised look on her face.  I could see Jamie, as she tried to move her hands so she could cover her tits.

“What are you doing bitch?” Mitchell barked.  “Stand still so I can get a good look at you, you little fucking slut.”

Jamie stood stone still, but couldn’t shake the surprised look off her face.  Mitchell started to make her way around the back of Jamie, and gave Jamie’s ass a brutal slap before continuing back around to the front of her.  Mitchell brought her hand up to Jamie’s huge areola, and started to run her extremely long finger nail roughly over her skin.  Jamie’s nipple immediately responded, and sprung into the air.

“Well, are you just a little slut,” Mitchell said.  “Why don’t you show how good you can be.”  Mitchell grabbed Jamie behind her head and brought her mouth down to Mitchell’s equally large, pitch black nipple.  “Suck my nipple, like your education depends on it.  Because it just might.”

We could see Jamie working hard on sucking Mitchell’s nipple.  It helped that she was urged on by Mitchell, who brutally spanked Jamie’s ass.  Finally, Mitchell was done, and pushed Jamie back into the standing position.

“You’ll have more time to eat my pussy later.  We must get on with the show.”  The lights in the room went dim.

 

 

To be continued……