5 My first guest, Christine!
(M/fff, Abd, NC, CB, Abuse)
By Kray Kray20@lycos.com
Today would seem a usual day. I had another great night of abuses over Erika,
who she already learned to exploit the advantages at the most.
She has powerful climaxes, and she comes at least 4 or 5 times at night... times
to add of those that she expects from Christine mouth. We may nicely evince that
she doesn't dislike unwilling DBSM intercourse. My first impression about Erika
was exact, Erika is a sex addicted, whoever is able to satisfy her wide sexual
needs, is as well able to control her completely. And her condition of sex and
pain slave exalts notably her sexuality. I definitively own her, but it is not
enough yet.
Different situation for Mary. I've been so tolerant with her. During the past
weeks she almost regained whole her natural arrogance. Of course, she properly
kneels in front of me, but I've to do a great effort to pretend to not be aware
of her snooty expressions.
And moreover she began to vent out her disappoint over Christine.
Today, entering the dungeon, I found Mary yelling and kicking on Christine's
flank. Christine was crying loudly, crushed in a corner, she was protecting
herself at her best, unable to escape.
Mary suddenly interrupted her action as she saw me, and she stepped back.
I pretended nothing, and I open the cell. I calmly snapped a leash to Mary
collar and I lead her toward the bathroom.
I glanced at Christine and I addressed at her with calm voice <C'mon,
Christine, you already know your duties, you have to wash Erika and Mary... We
await you in the bathroom>.
And in that exact moment, the spark I was waiting from days went of:
Since I continue pretending to be inattentive, Mary turns her head toward
Christine, and she grins at her in the way so she's clearly expressing "You see,
Christine? He's in my hands, I'm taming him meanwhile he's deluding to tame
me!".
And the spark ignites the burst. Still knelt just outside the cell door, with
hands clasped in two white fists raised in front of her grimacing face,
Christine explodes, yelling loudly for her first time, perhaps in whole her life
"Whyyyy? Whyyy, Masteeeer? Whyyy do you allow that bitch to banter youuuu so
thaaat? Why don't you give her what she really deseeeerveeees?".
Wow! I almost strangle Mary, in my sudden rush toward Christine. I'm grabbing
Mary's leash in one hand and the rubber crop in the other one. As I am in front
of Christine, she bows her head awaiting my first blow, but instead I give a tug
so harsh on Mary leash, that, with her arms tied behind her back, she's unable
to balance and she feels knelt beside me. Then with the same hand that is
grabbing Mary leash, I violently grab a handful of Christine hairs and I jerk
her head up. Handing her the crop I yell at her <AND WHY DON'T YOU DO IT BY
YOURSELF, IDIOT?> three, maybe five seconds of general disbelief, then "W...
What?" <KEEP OUT YOUR REAL NATURE, CHRISTINE... KEEP IT OUT! NOW OR NEVER
AGAIN! GIVE THIS BITCH WHAT SHE DESERVES... NOW!>.
Is Mary the first one to understand what is happening. I feel her tugging on the
leash in the vain attempt to retire. But it is too late!
Christine expression changes at once. She assumes a kind of none expression and
she stares at me panting heavily. With her head still trapped in my hand she
releases the clasped right fist and she inserts her slender fingers inside my
hand in order to take the crop handle from it.
Then she starts moving her head, without forcing my hand, but inviting, or
better asking me to allow her. I slowly release her hairs, and as soon as she's
free, she repeats another invasion inside my left palm, to gain the posses of
Mary leash too.
With a single movement I stand up and I step back few paces. From my position I
fully enjoy the furious rising up of a Christine that no one had never seen.
Knelt, Mary is scaring staring at her from below, and she already started
begging her former personal maid "Noh, nho, Christine, nho please, calm down...
I'm sorry... Calm down... Don't AHIIII...".
The first blow hits her over her tied arm, the next one over her hands, the next
on her arse, then again and again a shower of at least 30 hard lashes ol over
her thighs and buttocks. Christine is only thinking on seeking a target to hit,
nothing else. She doesn't emit a single word. She only escapes an effort groan
now and then.
Mary instead is begging desperately at Christine, but more than she begs for a
stop, more than she receives new lashes.
After at least 60 blows, Mary collapses laid on the floor, and I've to intervene
to stop Christine.
As I was hoping, Christine immediately senses me approaching, and she stops her
action. She remains with the hand seizing the rose crop, staring at me. It is a
crucial moment, but Christine in truth was not aware to be in an inappropriate
attitude. In fact after only few seconds she assumes a scared expression and
"Hoh, nho, Master, no... I'm only... I was unaware of you..." and bowing her
head she promptly offers me the crop while kneeing in front of me.
<I want to believe you, but you have to be punished anyway for such an
affront> "Yes, Master... Thank you for believing my words... Where have I to
get my just punishment?".
<No Christine, not now. Now there are more important things to take care
of> <Did you understand what is just arrived?>. "I..., Master..., I had
an access of rage, Master... ? " <No, Christine, tell me what you was feeling
while you was punishing that whore?> "...Rag... No... More... Pleasure...,
accomplishment... accomplishment and pleasure, Master" <Better! Listen to me
Christine, do you know why I fucked only that idiot of Erika, sparing this whore
and avoiding you at all?> "N... no, Master..." <Because I wanted that you
was ready for me, and I wanted that you proved to be ready for me making me a
great gift> "... Which gift, Master ?" <You will be worthy of my
attentions when you will present me with a Mary worthy of me!> "WHAT MASTER?
Do you want I tame Mary for you?" <Yeeeeeesssssss! Do you think to be able
to?>.
Christine gasps for long moments of astonishment. Then her expression changes
again and with a wicked grin she gives me her most confident answer "Yes,
Master! Give me only few hours and I ..." <No, no, Christine> I interrupt
her <There is no rush at all. You HAVE to take all your time... or better,
Mary's time. I showed you something, you undertook it on your own. Now you have
whole the dungeon, the instruments and the time you need. The only condition is
that you come to me, one day, no matter which one, saying 'Master this totally
crushed slave desires to properly serve you'. And I will expect to receive in
gift a completely different Mary, deeply subjugate into her soul. Did you
understand, Christine?> "Y... Yes, Master" <Your hands are already free
form weeks, and starting today I'm un-hobbling your ankles too. Now you have my
permission to move freely between my bedroom, the bathroom and the dungeon.
Starting from this moment you are authorized to touch and use all the padlock
keys you need, to tie both the whores at your discretion and you are allowed to
use all torture instruments you will reckon appropriate. There is instruction
catalogues in the dungeon shelves, for those instruments I haven't 'showed' you
yet ... Yes, of course, Christine, you are not the maid anymore, you are the
dominant, and you may dispose of Erika too as you prefer... Even if ... Remember
that Erika is my current bed toy, hence you have to consider it... Yes,
Christine, by now you are my dominant slave, and you are fully responsible of
all my other slaves. I showed you as they really are, then I hope you will be
enough strong with them... You cannot fail, because you would definitively
return to be the maid slave> she looks at me scared <but I'm absolutely
sure that you will be a great ... Mistress... I immediately understood that this
was your real nature>.
Forgot on the floor, Mary followed our conversation, and now she attempts some
pathetic remedial actions "Ho, Master... Christine, no, I'm sorry... I... "
"SHUT UP, WHORE!" Christine explodes, and then she addresses at me "Master, may
I close this sewer?" <My pleasure, Christine, do you already know where to
retrieve the necessary?> "Yes, Master. May I..." <No, Christine! You have
to evaluate your new position. It is truth that you are still my slave, but you
are no more a passive one, your duties are something changed, and also your
behaviour has to be different. You have to be contemporary deferent and
submissive toward me and inflexible, cruel and proactive toward these bitches.
You have to take some risks, and if you upset me you would simply pay it with a
punishment that will give both: to me a good time and to you further indications
on how to behave correctly ... Clear?> She doesn't answer me, she simply
steps back, she performs a respectful bow, and she moves to retrieve what she's
needing.
I was right about her... I knew!
Mary hasn't even the time to understand what is passing, that she feels one hand
grabbing and unkindly pull her hairs from behind, and a second hand that roughly
stuffs a large penis-gag into her mouth. Then Christine nails Mary on the floor
with a knee, and buckles the straps behind her head... more taut than I ever
done!
"What are you complaining for, idiot? You cannot even dream into your worst
nightmare what you are about to undergo! And for appetizer I have something very
interested for you".
Still grabbing her hairs she draughts Mary upright and she leads her to the
wooden pony. "Climb up, idiot! Or I would drag you to the wooden horse, which is
craving to kiss your eager spoiled pussy... Ho yes, I know you, little innocent
girl, you even don't know the difference... YET! But you are going to discover
it, don't doubt, for the moment I suggest you to immediately climb over the
pony, or I will lift you there by myself". Aware to be in deep trouble, Mary
obeys, and Christine immediately chains her ankles to the floor with rather
short chains. Then she adjusts the wooden pony height in order to keep Mary
naked feet on their tiptoes. Finally she links Mary chest harness to a ceiling
chain with a slight slack that will prevent her to bend without supporting her
to stay far from the wood.
"Did you understand the game, Mary? As soon as your feet become tired of
sustaining your own weight, you will slowly support your spoiled pussy onto the
wooden blade, and your long amusement will eventually start" Mary may only
replay pleading with her eyes and with muffled begs "Later I will help you to
distract from the pain in you cunt. You will see, a good tit whipping makes to
forget anything else!".
Then Christine returns toward me and kneels beside me.
I almost escaped to laugh, hearing Christine to use the exact words I used with
her when I was enjoying her agony over the wooden pony... and wooden horse too.
<You started your new role distinguishably, Christine, I'm really impressed,
and pleased! But now listen to me attentively> <No permanent damages are
allowed without my direct permission, nor physically and nor mentally. No
disfigurements or permanent signs or marks are allowed without my express
permission. No bone fractures or dislocations are allowed... still without
special permission. And I don't want to loose one of them for a cool, hence use
always warm water and warm rooms and a lot of blankets. And finally, I don't
like games with animals or excrements ... Ok?>.
"Absolutely yes, Master".
<Now hurry up! You have to take care of Erika too, you have a lot of work to
do with her too. This evening I want Erika, perfectly clean and perfumed, in my
bed ready to do everything just to remain far from you and from the dungeon ...
Make me a surprise, invent something amusing with her! Do you think to be able
within this evening, Christine!> "Yes, Master. This evening that bitch will
perform for my Master something very interesting". <Good. For Mary, instead,
work slowly, I want her truly broken... Days, weeks, months... No matter, see
about she suffers> "With infinite pleasure, Master... Master?" <Yes,
first-slave?> "Thank you, Master" <Ho, you will see, Christine, surprises
for you aren't finished yet. You will thank me more devotedly, don't doubt...
Never doubt of me, never> "Yes, Master. I trust you, Master. I always trusted
you, from the very first moment, even if I was ignoring why" <Soon, first
slave, soon... Last thing, I give you my permission to make the slaves to
address at you as 'Mistress'. Get work now, I will follow your performance for
few minutes, then you will continue alone>.
She grabs the rubber crop and she runs to the bathroom where Erika, chained
under the still shut shower, is still waiting her maid.
As Erika sees her, she casually gives her the usual order "Christine, at last!
Kneel immediately here, I urge to come a couple of times before the shower"
A series of 5 lashes all over her legs and arse is a quite comprehensible
answer.
The poor Erika, she couldn't even crouch on the floor, because of the ceiling
chain joint at her collar, and she can't protect herself in any way, because her
arms clasped behind her back as I like so much. The only protection are few
leather tongs here and there, those of the chest harness, which all my three
slaves always wear, but it is very little protection against a raging mistress
ex-maid with a painful rubber crop.
But Christine isn't satisfied at all from Erika defencelessly, and she
interrupts her revenge only the time to switch the shower water to wet her
victim body.
She waits few seconds that she's well moist, before to close again the faucet
and calmly moving anew in position. Erika in the meanwhile is desperately asking
for what is arriving. "Is happening that, by now, the boot is on the other foot,
little whore. By now you are the slave of a slave, and I'm your mistress... Call
me your mistress!". "Christine... As soon as the Master will know what you just
done, he will punish you terribly". "The Master? Have you really intention to
tell him this little secret?" "OF COURSE, BITCH! I'M TELLING HIM AT ONCE, and I
will also tell him much more than is really happened, and Mary will confirm my
version, so you will be harshly punished!". "Bad girl, bad girl, why don't you
begin your account right now then? The Master is already behind you!". After a
glance at me, Erika begins her information "Master! Christine whipped me! She
disobeys me and she cursed at you in the meanwhile!".
<Hoh, This Is a truly serious lack...> even an idiot like Erika would
notice my mocking tone, but she's is too much involved in her revenge <...
Tell me exactly what she said, Erika> "She said you are... " <No, no, use
exactly her words!> "She said -The Master is an idiot, he swallows whatever I
say. He's a swine, a pig. It will be enough to coax him a little to make him
believing whatever I like. - And she also said- I hat him because that bastard
has close me in that fucking chastity belt - ... That is... Master".
<CHRISTINE!> I yell, causing Erika to smile broadly and satisfied... But
<DO YOU THINK THAT ERIKA SHOULD SAY SUCH FILTH ABOUT HER MASTER?>.
"Absolutely not, Master" "..but.. but... I... I don't... " <I've evidently
been too kind with all of you! You haven't any respect toward me! But things
have to change! CHRISTINE!> "Yes, Master" <I suggest you to bring a more
respectful Erika in my bed this evening!> <And you Erika, I suggest that
you become a little kinder toward your brand new mistress Christine. Because if
I've been too kind with you, till to sparing you the whip, I'm afraid that
Christine will not... First-slave Christine, have you intention to spare the
whip to Erika like I've done till now?> "I'm sorry, Master, but I think that
Erika needs the whip more than any other person over the face of the world...
But if you desire it, I'll obviously obey" <Absolutely not! I've complete
confidence in your judgement over your slave' needs!> "Thank you, Master...
Thank you".
<So, I think you two have a lot of things to clear up, I leave you two
alone>.
"NHOOOO, NHOOO, MASTER, NHOOO... AHHAHAAHHH... NHOOO... AAHAHH..".
The meeting between Erika and the whip is started at last, and I suspect that
they will argument for a while... No instead: indeed I'm almost sure that it
will be forever.
I'm struggled to avoid whipping that spoiled bitch along all those weeks, and to
avoid giving to Mary what she always deserved along whole her life, but I think
having took the right decision, bringing Christine to do it for me. The two
bitches can wait, instead, before I had to draw out Christine's real nature.
Over the wet Erika's body, the sound of my crop is delightfully sharpened, and
this comforts me quietly in order of my choice and wait.
Before to leave the bathroom I address to Christine my last advice
<Christine!...> she instantly gives her full attention at me <...
Remember that a good mistress knows how to not exaggerating, instead she's a
specialist of to always walk along the edge> "Yes, Master. I won't disappoint
you".
I enter in the dungeon while the bathroom is again filled of desperate screams
for mercy.
I approach Mary, which pussy has already begun kissing the wood of the pony.
She's all sweaty and her legs are trembling by the strain to sustain her weight
with her tired feet.
I cuddle her belly with my right hand, staring her eyes while she begs me, from
behind her invading penis-gag. <My dear Mary, you both have fallen in my
trap. It was so evident, almost puerile, but you were too arrogant to realize
it. Instead you were judging me an idiot at the level of Erika or even below.
Surely you already begun thinking to take some more advantages and then to
attempt an escape... But you reckoned badly, my pet. I was only waiting that the
real personality of Christine emerged, and I was preserving you two spoiled
flowers for her cares. Your kind stay in my mansion is finished, now real
troubles await you and Erika, and you have to thank only your broad egoism!>
Saying that last phrase I begin to dig my fingers in her belly and flanks,
causing Mary to be overcome by the tickle, to wriggle violently and to
continuously hit the wooden blade between her thighs... so painfully.
She screams and laughs spasmodically in agony, squirming pleasantly in my hands.
I continue such an amusing game for long, allowing her to take back some keen
breath through her nostrils now and then, minutes of rest that she spends in the
vain attempt to begging me. Her desperate tears give me a great satisfaction at
least. Now and then I caught Christine who she takes a stroll during a short
Erika's whipping pause.
<Do you like your new life of payment, Mary?> I ask her after a half hour
of intermitting tickle, during which I check her crotch. Is whole reddened and
it has started swelling. <Mhmm, your pussy will appreciate better the kiss of
the wood now... but I would like to avoid scratches, then I'm giving you an
undeserved little comfort>. Before to leave her, I grease Mary pussy and the
wooden blade under her, then I step out from the dungeon.
By chance, during the day I passed a couple of time next to the dungeon, but I
avoided to enter and to disturb Christine job, I only sniggered amused, hearing
Christine imparting instructions like "... NO, IDIOT! You don't like the
sufferance! You have to say the truth! The Master doesn't like lies! You have to
answer that you don't like it, but that you deserve it!...".
In the evening I call Christine by the intercom <Would you like to join with
me for dinner?> "Yes, thank you, Master... Sorry, Master: what about Erika
and Mary?" <You will prepare something for them and you will give it them if
you think they merit it. But for this evening I don't think it is the case to
allow them to leave the dungeon> "Yes, Master... I will join you in a
second".
Overcoming my expectations, Christine arrives and kneels in front of me, then,
after checked my approbation, she looks around for her bowl.
<No, my first-slave, you will sit by now. The floor is for the two pets. You
will kneel there only during my games or your punishments>. She even doesn't
answer, she simply sits beside me and she begins weeping with her head bowed
over her empty dish.
Few minutes flow, then <What do you think is the more appropriate thing,
Christine? Me serving the dinner to you or you serving the dinner to me?>
"Ho!... Sorr...Master... I'm... I " <Ohh, shut up then! I forgive you, but
now I'm hungry!>.
By Kray
A little comment?... No? What a pity! I would really appreciate it... Bye!
Kray20@lycos.com
