After K. and I broke up as a couple we kept in touch. Frequently K. invited me to come use her in front of her Young lesbian mistress. I knew this was an act of punishment, but since it didn't make sense to me that her young mistress would want me back in the picture, I would often delve deeper and found out that the punishment was actually for her young mistress who was pissing K off. If I was between relationships and slaves I sometimes took them up on these offers. If I was in a relationship I would not take them up on the offer because even if my submissive was interested, K. and her mistress did not want my other women participating. The most memorable time when I could take them up on the offer was when K contacted me at said they brought in a new slave. They said she was a few years older than K., was bisexual but had not been with a man in years. She had never been dominated by a man, in fact she had never been dominated but it was a lifelong fantasy to serve a couple side-by-side with another female slave. This woman also needed extensive training as she had never submitted before except in her fantasies, and apparently neither K. nor her young mistress, were convinced that the young mistress was capable of providing that level of instruction. She was very inexperienced when I was with them and while she learned from me a bit about ongoing domination, it was also true that K. was already an experienced submissive when they met. Her young Mistress had never trained anyone from scratch or dominated anyone who was completely inexperienced. This offer at a time when I was available was extremely exciting and intriguing.
(Although we don't go into it much here, in real life we always delve into a slave's past sexual history, medical testing is always a requirement, and we have to know the parameters of birth control before we begin any intimate acts. I was satisfied by what I was told and shown about this new woman).
K. had assured me that by this time they had all the implements I would care to use. Before I arrived in I discussed the limits of this new slave as well any parameters of our time together. She said the parameters remained the same; her lesbian mistress had no desire to have any physical contact with me, while this slave’s pain tolerance was not completely known at this time, K. had noticed when they played together as a trio that she'd already easily handled moderate and somewhat more severe pain. As usual K would be happy to take anything I gave her, but we decided I should not approach that level of severity with the new slave. While I was there I would call all of the shots. Her young mistress would behave and participate in any way I directed, but wanted the bulk of the girl-girl action to be between the slaves. It was not even clear if their young mistress would be naked at any time. She always suffered being naked and having sex with K. in front of me, because it was just the three of us and that's what K. wanted. Since now there was someone else involved it was not necessary for her to do those things in front of me. All the other he limits remained the same with the new slave, which were the same limits I stick to; no animals or children, no intentional blood, no scat, no breath play, no urethral play, no intentional permanent marks unless requested and agreed to and no severe or permanent injuries. K said this new slave had expressed no other limits but of course was new to all of this so we needed to tread with the appropriate care.
When I arrived at the door, before knocking, I switched my shoes for a pair of shoes not worn outside that K. had serviced before. I knocked and K’s young mistress opened the door. She was wearing thigh high black leather boots , black leather tight shorts and a studded black leather bra . When I walked in I found two slaves naked and kneeling on the floor side by side, their heads were bowed forward touching the carpet and as I walked behind them I found they were both reaching back and spreading their cheeks, exposing themselves. I could see each was wearing a thick black collar with o-ring, as well as ankle and wrist cuffs. Clearly K remembered my preferences.
“Nice.” I said.
“We were hoping you'd be pleased.” The young mistress said seemingly without hostility! I looked around the room and saw many implements of punishment, violation and bondage spread throughout.
“I am pleased… so far.” I walked to the kneeling girls and grabbed K by the hair and began to pull her crawling along to the couch where I sat down with her kneeling in front of me. I grabbed her chin and pulled her face up to look at me, and reached down with my other hand and grabbed a nipple and pinched harshly. “So you found another bitch to serve us.”
“Yes master.” K responded.
“You know what I'm going to do if she fails to please?”
“Yes master. You'll punish me mercilessly as well.” I let go of her nipple and her chin, then said:
“So new slave, crawl over here and greet your master.” She crawled to me and then knelt there unsure what to do or say.
“Stand up and slowly turn.” I said. She stood naked before me, then turned, then stopped, facing me again. Where K and her mistress were both rather thin, though K had round hips and her mistress had somewhat shapely breasts, this woman was thicker all around. She looked to be in her late 30s, was attractive with moderate length brown hair, brown eyes, a small nose and very full lips. Her breasts were larger than K. and her mistress put together, which still didn't make them very large. Her ass was also rounded and fuller than K.'s. K. had already described her body and e-mailed me a facial picture as she knew I probably could not work as well with someone I did not find at least somewhat attractive. In person she looked even better. Her pussy was nicely groomed, the lips shaved and the triangle just a neatly trimmed patch of dark brown.
“Back on the floor next to this bitch.” I said and immediately she knelt down next to K. This time I grabbed her chin and pulled her face to look at me but I did not grab her nipple and pinch. “So, you want to serve your mistress and me?”
“Yes master I do.” She responded.
“Have they told you what to expect from me, slave?”
“Yes master, both my sister slave and my mistress have been very specific about what I can expect and what I need to do to please you.”
“Really? Then why don't you tell me what your understanding of serving me is.”
“Master, I have been told that if I serve you, any part of my body might be used or punished. I've been told to expect my anus and vagina and mouth to be used until they are sore. I've been told my back and butt may be beaten so that I will remember and feel the punishment days later. I've been told that what you will do to my nipples will teach me just how loud I can scream… if you allow me to scream. I have been told that you will not only be using this slave with your own large cock, but that you may choose to insert very large objects in any place you can make them fit. I've been told I will be performing with my sister slave in demeaning and humiliating ways for your pleasure as well as serving my Mistress in front of you for your entertainment. I've been told that even if my mistress approves my performance when I serve her that it must also meet your standards, or that you still might choose to punish me. I know that in your presence I will have no privacy unless you grant it, no pleasure unless you permit it and no rest until you allow it. You may choose to only use me for your pleasure, or to be punished while you take your pleasure elsewhere, and that I only exist to serve and to thank my master and mistress for whatever I receive.” She paused. “I tried to memorize what they told me I hope I didn't forget anything.” She finished.
“Well, you seem to have done a good job remembering slave, I must say, but I'm curious, from the way you talk it's clear that they addressed how a slave should speak, or possibly this is just your own innate ability?”
“They told me a lot of things and then asked me to practice in front of them. They said you would demand some changes, but rather than discuss them, they thought that could be my introduction to training.”
“Really? Now I would've thought they would do everything that they could and leave the training for those things left undone. Because of that I believe that during your training, when you fail to meet my expectations in this particular area, K shall be punished along with you. Unfortunately I cannot discipline your mistress, or I would.” I noticed their young mistress gave me a smirk at that, like ‘you wish’. Whether she had a submissive streak in her or not, I knew she'd never show it to me!
“Slave, I don't know what you find embarrassing to speak. Maybe saying vagina and anus is embarrassing to you. I suppose that would be a good start. However, refer to your vagina as your pussy, your anus as your asshole and your butt as your ass. You will be as vulgar, detailed and descriptive as possible at all times. Do you understand me whore?”
“Yes master.”
“It is not adequate to answer me with merely a ‘yes master’. You should always repeat what you're responding to in order to make it clear that you understand and to make it, depending on the statement, as humiliating as possible, regardless about how you feel about what you are saying. Let me give you an example. K., would you like me to shove something large and painful up your asshole?”
“Yes master, please shove something large and painful up my asshole.” K. responded nicely and appropriately for a submissive slave.
“Do you understand now bitch? You should know that unlike some of my other slaves, getting big things shoved up her ass is not a favorite of K. That does not stop her from begging for it and accepting whatever her Master chooses.”
“Yes master, this bitch understands.”
“Very good!” I said.
“What am I to call you?” I wondered aloud.
“Whatever you want to Master.” She responded.
“I know that bitch, that goes without saying. Since I refer to K as slave, I will call you bitch, or sometimes B for short, understand.”
“Yes Master.” She responded. I glared at her and then she immediately continued…. “Yes master, my slave name is Bitch.”
“Yes, that’s going to be a complicated one for you, because sometimes I may choose to call K a bitch, or you a whore, it's your job to know who I'm talking about at all times, and to respond appropriately.”
“Yes master. It’s this bitch’s job to know when to serve.” She responded. Interesting, I thought. She seemed to have potential.
I ordered K and Bitch on their knees next to each other on the floor in front of me. “Spread your legs.” I commanded, and they both did. I put one foot between each of their legs, K to the left and Bitch to the right, and raised my shoe to their pussies. I rubbed each foot across the pussy above it and when I lowered my feet both shoes were wet.
“Switch places!” I commanded, and Bitch and K moved so that Bitch was now by my left foot and K by my right. “Now slaves, clean my shoes!” K immediately got down and began to lick my right shoe. She knew enough to start at the wet spot left by bitch's pussy. Bitch hesitated, but understood once she saw what K was doing. I didn't know what K. and bitch had done together, so I did not know if this was their first taste of each other’s pussies, though I could not see how they had not been together many times before deciding to include me, but that really didn't matter. After lapping all the pussy off, they both knew to continue licking until they had done every inch of the shoe. Bitch seemed as thorough as K. I pulled my feet away and raised them and aimed the sole at their faces. K again, immediately leaned forward and started cleaning the bottom of my right shoe. This time Bitch hesitated a bit longer, and her young Mistress called out, “Bitch, are you in such a rush to see how hard your Master can punish?”
“I’m sorry Mistress. I’m sorry Master.” And she bent forward and began licking as well. I knew from my discussions with K that Bitch knew we had discussed limits and that they had told her she was safe. I was surprised she had hesitated for such a simple submissive task. Everyone has their own preferences and dislikes though, so I decided not to judge from that one thing. (I learned later from K that she thought I wore those shoes all the time and that she was concerned she could get sick. Their young mistress was very angry because she said she should have known from the way K immediately acted and from their discussions about safety that all was okay. I heard they punished her by making spend a weekend tied up watching K and Mistress play without letting her take part or even touch herself!)
“Enough.” I said. “Slave and bitch go sit on the couch next to each other.” They did as they were instructed, however, K crawled but Bitch started walking, and only got on her hands and knees when she saw K on the floor. “You’ll be punished for that shortly, Bitch.” I informed her.
“Yes master. I should be punished for that.” She responded. I went over to the young mistress and told her how I would like her to punish Bitch after I finished what I was doing.
“Slave K., Bitch, you look so good together I want you to be friendly with each other.” K turned to bitch and started stroking her face, then leaned to her and started to lightly kiss her lips, before really giving her a deep kiss as she leaned on her and put her arms around bitch and was now in the throes of a passionate embrace and kiss with her tongue deep into bitch’s mouth. Then she broke the kiss and started planting kisses on bitch’s face and neck until she worked her way down to B’s tits and started to tongue her nipples. I walked close to them and pulled B’s hair and looked into her eyes.
“Do you think it is K’s job to do everything? She’s not your lover, she’s our slave, like you, and if I command you both to make out, you both do your best, you don’t lie back and let her do what she wants to you. She is only doing it at my command, as you should be.”
“Yes Master, I’m sorry Master. I am inexperienced, but I know with your training and your punishment, I’ll do better.”
“It's good that you brought up punishment because I think it's time to taste your first dose of punishment from me. When I said that the young mistress exited the room to gather up what I had requested. She came back wearing a large strap on dildo over her leather shorts, and handed me a thin black dressage whip; one of my favorites yet also less severe than the cane. Then she handed me a pair of adjustable nipple clamps.
“Punishment from me includes by my own hand and by my direction. Your ass will be beaten personally by me with this whip. These clamps will be put on you, tightened and twisted by K. at my direction. Your mistress will use that large strap on to punish you as I and she may see fit. K tie the bitch’s hands behind her back for the first punishment.” K did as she was told and after her hands were tied behind her back I had B sit down on a chair.
“K. will now put those clamps on your nipples, and she will tighten them until I tell her to stop, no matter how much you scream, plead or beg. Understand, bitch?”
“Yes master. You'll hurt my nipples with those clamps until you're satisfied no matter how much I beg or scream.”
“Good.” I said as I walked over to her and thrust two fingers into her pussy. I raised them to her mouth and she just looked at them. Her mistress came over and grabbed her hair and pushed her forward so that my fingers went into her mouth. “You are very wet. It's good if punishment excites you because you'll be getting a lot from me.” I backed away and nodded to K. she placed the first clamp on B's right nipple and then the other on her left. Then she began tightening the first one she put on. Soon B started to moan, she closed her eyes tightly and pursed her lips. Then she bit her lower lip and finally cried out, “that hurts so much, please, oh, please!” K. had slowed the tightening considerably but still had not stopped. B started screaming and I tapped K. on the shoulder to stop. Then I motioned for her to loosen the clamp slightly. B. stopped screaming. K. moved on to the other nipple and clamp. We repeated this until that clamp was just as tight. While B. was moaning I said to K loud so B would hear through her moans, “twist the clamps and make bitch beg for mercy!” K. started twisting and B started screaming, and then began begging for mercy. I allow this to go on for many seconds before I decided to grant her request. I told K to remove the clamps, and once again B briefly cried out.
“How did that feel slave?” I asked.
“It hurt terribly master.” B answered.
“K., check her pussy.” I demanded. K. stuck two fingers into B's pussy.
“Very wet master.” K. responded and then licked her fingers clean.
“Tell me whore, did I tell you to lick your fingers clean?” I asked incredulously.
Instantly I could tell from the expression on K's face that she could not believe her faux pas.
“I’m so sorry Master!” She cried.
“The training around here seems very lax since I've been away.” I muttered. I looked to their young mistress who just looked down at the floor. “It’s a pity that someone with such a beautiful ass as you, and who obviously needs the discipline, will not submit to it.” I whuspered into the Mistresses ear. The mistress continued looking down but I saw she smiled.
“K., untie B, then tie her bent over your padded punishment bench. I would do it myself but I want to confer with your mistress about how I'm going to punish you as well.”
I went over to their young mistress and asked what she thought I should do to K. She said that it was up to me, and she apologized for K.'s mistake. It was true she said that the two of them alone engaged far more in sex and far less in D/s. The young mistress said she had trouble saying dominating things and coming up with intricate ways for K to serve. She was far better at simply punishing K. and then telling her how she wanted K to please her. That was one of the reasons why they asked me to be involved when they got the new slave. Their mistress then said quietly to me, “I do deserve to be punished,” but before I could say a word she held up her hand and continued, “But what you're thinking is not going to happen! However, I did not plan on being naked or engaging in sexual acts with the slaves in front of you, but I take back that caveat.” She unstrapped the dildo and laid it on the table. Then she pulled off her leather shorts and the black thong underneath. She undid her studded bra as well. She stood there completely naked in front of me, did a quick turn to show me her fine ass, then grabbed the dildo off the table and strapped the harness back on. There she stood, smooth and firm, naked, beautiful and with a big fat rubber cock jutting out.
Sad that the Mistress would not let me punish her, but excited that she was now naked and willing to have sex with the slaves, I said, “Okay. In a few minutes I'm going to beat bitch's ass. First we will punish K. a bit and teach bitch more about serving.” I said. I had K. get on her hands and knees in front of B’s face. This way B. could see everything even though she was tied down to the bench. Then I told the young mistress to get behind K and fuck her doggy style. She unceremoniously rammed that big fat cock into K’s waiting pussy. She fucked her hard and deep. I told her mistress to pull her cock out of K’s pussy and present it to B's mouth.
“Clean that cock.” I commanded.
“B started to suck it.” Before I could react the young mistress pulled on B’s hair to get her off the cock.
“I explained to you the difference between sucking and cleaning. I told you to imagine cleaning as if you had to lick Masters cum off the floor not like you’re giving a blowjob. You can’t suck the floor, can you? Yes eventually you'll suck the cock, but we specifically discussed how you begin to clean.” The young mistress sounded exasperated.
“While I am looking forward to being the first one to whip her today, I can see you need to punish her as well. You’ll have the chance very soon.” I said. I watched as B finally cleaned that cock properly. Then I said, “Soon you will service your master, and I have news for you if you think giving a blow job is just immediately sticking it deep in your mouth, you have a lot to learn. K. will be able to help with that lesson, by the way!”
“Now K. your mistress will abuse your asshole with that big fat cock. The only lubrication will be supplied by B's pussy so you'd better hope she managed to stay excited during all of this.” The mistress got behind B and rammed the cock into her pussy, as K's luck would have it; B's pussy was still wet. The mistress pulled out of B’s pussy and got behind K.
“K, beg your mistress for your punishment” I commanded.
“Please mistress, punish your slave whore, by torturing her asshole with that huge hard cock.”
“Of course slave. Maybe this will remind you to follow the orders of your master and mistress better.”
The young mistress rammed the cock up K’s ass quite roughly, and I could see from the expression on K's face that she was not only in pain but that she was also upset realizing her mistress was disappointed with the way she served before.
“Thank your mistress, for the punishment cunt!” I barked.
“Thank you mistress for hurting my asshole. Please punish your slave until you feel she's had enough. Break me mistress, make me suffer, make me beg for mercy… but show me none. I’m sorry your slave disappointed you. Please don't feel bad mistress.” Hearing this, the young mistress slowed down and was not pounding K.'s ass nearly as hard.
“That was very heartfelt K.! But why your mistress is going easy on a slave that has earned her punishment I cannot begin to fathom.” I sneered. The mistress upon realizing that she'd slowed down and was going easy and that it was evident to everybody, instantly rammed the cock hard and fast all the way up K's ass! K. let out a yelp! And her mistress ignored it and violated her asshole as hard, fast and deep as she could. Finally I said she'd had enough. When the mistress pulled the cock out of K's asshole, I handed her a paper towel to quickly wipe it and check it. She nodded that it was okay and I motioned for her to turn and offer it to B's mouth. “Clean this cock, and this time get it right!” The young mistress spat. B immediately started to lick the cock as best she could. I picked up the nipple clamps that K. had pulled off B. When she took them off they were adjusted very tightly. I handed them to K. and told her to put them on her own nipples. She did so and the look on her face told me they were immediately painful. I gave the adjustable screw on each clamp one full turn tighter! K. was breathing heavy and biting her lower lip and as I expected there were no complaints as she’d always been able to handle prodigious amounts of nipple torture. Then I took the dressage whip and stepped behind slave B.
“You will get 20 hard strokes B. After each stroke you will count out its number, thank your master, and then say ‘please punish this slave bitch’s ass harder’! If you make a mistake in the count or you fail to say everything and say it properly, we will begin the count over again. You got that slave?”
“Yes master. I understand. I will obey. I will count properly.” B responded.
“We shall see slave.” I said.
I raised the long, thin, black leather clad dressage whip and brought it down moderately hard across B’s ass. It made a lovely red line and she said: “One master thank you sir please punish this slave bitch’s ass even harder!”
When she asked so nicely, what else could I do, I raised the whip and brought it down harder that time! She gasped, took a deep breath and said, “Two master thank you sir please punish this slave bitch’s ass even harder!”
“Certainly slave, since you have been asking so nicely, I will punish your slave ass even harder!” I brought the whip down harshly across her cheeks. She cried out: “Three master thank you Sir! Please punish this slave bitch’s ass even harder!”
I did not make the lashes any harder as I knew she was still a novice slave. I did give her all 20 strokes however, and it was clear she was finding this whip extremely painful.
“Now your Mistress will give you the same treatment she gave K, and if you take it like the whore you are and as K did, we can move on to more pleasant pursuits. If you have trouble handling it, we will spend the next hour training your asshole to better take abuse. Understand slave?” I asked.
“Yes Master. Mistress, please violate my asshole with that big, fat cock and make me beg and scream from the torture.” B begged.
“It will be my pleasure,” Their Mistress said as she smiled and positioned herself behind the welted and red striped ass of slave B. As with K, Mistress started with B’s pussy to lubricate the shaft. Then she slowly b pressed the head against B’s asshole. B moaned immediately, and began to squeal and writhe. It was clear she was neither used to such a big phallus invading her backdoor nor as able to handle the pain as K. Though clearly in pain, B never begged her Mistress for mercy. I wondered if this experience would open her ass for my fucking it later, or just make it tender and more painful when I used her later. We would see! Anyway, her mistress gave me a look like ‘this bitch is hurting, is that long enough for the punishment?’ and I nodded that it was. She pulled the cock out of B’s ass and wiped it with a paper towel. Then the mistress asked me, “Master, who should clean the cock this time?”
“As much as our Bitch needs the experience, it seems only fair that K clean it. Crawl over to your Mistress K and clean Bitch’s ass off that cock.” K crawled over and immediately went to work, first licking, then sucking it clean. I grabbed K by the hair and yanked her away from the cock: “Do you like the taste of our Bitch’s ass?” I asked.
“Yes Master, I love the taste of that Bitch’s ass.” K answered.
“All right. As much as I enjoy punishing slaves, there are many other things I want to do now. Besides, I am quite sure you will earn many more punishments with the auspicious start you got off to today.” When I said this I noticed their young Mistress looked down at the floor. She believed I was critical of her domination and training, but my critical comments were an excuse to punish, and I believe, I also used them as an opportunity to try to get her to accept punishment as well. Though this was really just a fantasy of mine, remarkably, though she would not accept a whipping or spanking from me---it did get her naked and willing to engage in sex with her slaves for my entertainment, when she had admitted no such intention. I planned on enjoying that opportunity while it lasted.
With both slaves untied and kneeling on either side of their lovely young mistress, I announced:
“With your lovely Mistress standing right where she is, but with her legs spread a bit more, I want K behind her burying her beautiful face between the cheeks of your Mistresses lovely ass. Bitch, you will have the honor of kneeling in front of her and eating your Mistresses pussy. Both you and K had better keep your asses high while kneeling because I plan on fucking both of you while you attend to your Mistress. I’ll fuck your pussy or asshole, whichever I feel like and whichever is more accessible. That will be your assholes by the way, if you don’t raise them high enough to give me access to your pussies as well. Since you will once again be the only source of lubrication before any anal sex, I suggest you make sure I can get to your pussies easily! Now, while I get undressed, start serving your Mistress!”
K got behind her and Bitch got in front and they both began to slowly work their mouths on their Mistresses lovely lower half. I stripped off my jeans and black tee shirt and my shoes and socks and stood there naked with an erection as hard as a rock. I’d been swollen and aching throughout all the wonderful activities I had witnessed, orchestrated and performed today, and I was anxious to get some relief, though I was going to try not to rush!
