Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 22    By Long Tall Mary

I decided that it was best to terminate Margaret’s dungeon session and reschedule it for a later date. It would be necessary to employ a bit of chicanery by promising Margaret that Troy would be her primary trainer for the next session. This would induce her to return but I had no intention of allowing Troy to be present. It would be pure female upon female domination.

Felicia was informed that Diane would not be allowed to remain upon  my premises for no more than four hours. She was peeved at learning this but realistically she had no choice but to accept. Since I wanted to witness the torture that I knew Felicia would inflict I ordered her to wait until after Margaret had been released  before commencing with her depravities. My viewing would be limited to my closed circuit TV system as I did not wish to be identified by the captive bitch.

Upon returning to the basement I found Troy had removed Margaret from the overhead. She was kneeling on the carpeted floor  wearing leather wrist and ankle cuffs with each wrist connected to the corresponding ankle by a plastic cable tie. These were adjusted so that there was no more than six inches of play and  requiring Margaret to be  bent backwards at nearly a forty-five-degree angle. Troy has no skill at rope bondage whatever but his overall performance as a dom is excellent.

Troy had affixed a ring gag to Margaret which held her mouth open and enabling her to service his cock in the preferred teeth free manner. As I entered he was sitting on a chair in front of Margaret and by grabbing her hair she was held forward  as she attempted  to satisfy Troy’s oral sex preferences. After watching for about two minutes I could discern she was not performing up to his expectations and Troy decided to take a break leaving Margaret in her uncomfortable  modified hog tie position with the ring gag still held rigidly in place.

I motioned Troy to out of earshot and asked for his assessment of Margaret’s progress. He felt she was making some progress but was still undeserving of the cunt fucking she craved. The use of the bondage hood had proven quite effective as a motivator.

Despite Troy’s unfavorable assessment I explained the necessity of terminating the session quickly and requesting that he fuck her in the desired manner so as to assure another session with her. He was agreeable to this and decided to fuck her in her current restraint posture but by pushing her face down on the carpeting. This is a most uncomfortable  position to be fucked  from and I was quite pleased that he did not permit her greater comfort.

Troy positioned himself behind her and began thrusting slowly. The fact that I was standing in plain view of Margaret most certainly was humiliating to her but it was not inhibiting Troy in the least.

As I viewed the performance it quickly occurred to me that Margaret most be the most undersexed police officer in the state. Clearly multi-orgasmic her initial orgasm was premature, occurring within twenty seconds  and her passionate moaning through the gag was of abnormal intensity. Take it from some one who has  much experience with wenches in similar situations.

Troy remained in her for about five minutes before climaxing. Freeing Margaret from her restraints she appeared shell shocked when informed the session was over. She dressed and was on her way within five minutes.

Margaret had yet to exhibit evidence of any bi -sexual character. Since it had been implied that the first session would consist of basic bondage training by a dominatrix I was quite perturbed about the course of events. However I was confident Margaret would return expecting another session with Troy and would be most surprised to find him not in attendance.

My thoughts turned briefly to Mary Jo, Felicia’s  partner in abduction. I should elaborate on the reason for my very low opinion of her character. A few years back she had been involved in a child porn operation. Her involvement had consisted of procuring and  posing children as young as eleven years in explicit sex videos. She avoided incarceration only by testifying against her male partner. More recently Mary Jo had served a short stint at Jamesville for drugs and Felicia had been her cell mate.

It had come to my attention that Mary Jo and another female were operating as dominatrixes from a residence in East Syracuse. Word got back to me that she had made some very derogatory remarks concerning my dominatrix prowess.

It was a combination of these factors that caused my ill feeling towards her. I am 100% opposed to child sex yet I can sympathize with the person who enjoys viewing the videos. It’s an ambivalent attitude I realize since without a consumer there would no be producer. Still her remarks about my lack of prowess perturbed me equally if not greater than her history of child sex.. When I first heard of them I called Mary Jo and invited her to enjoy an evening discussing the matter at my home which needless to say she declined. I was determined one day to have her confined in my dungeon.

I knew little about Diane other than she  was about forty years old, a modestly plumper blue eyed blond and in my opinion not exceptionally good looking. She worked as a barmaid at one of the watering holes frequented by Felicia’s man, Pedro. Felicia believed she was wanted in Michigan on some type of fraud charges and was facing jail time. For this reason she was especially confident Diane would not report her abduction to the police.

Pedro was a Mexican, probably illegal, who worked in the construction industry. Built like a bull he was a heavy drinker and prone to violence. Fortunately most of the violence was directed at other males. He was not into BDSM per se  and used Felicia basically as a conventional fuck toy and as a household maid. Felicia despite her dominatrix prowess was very fearful of Pedro but at the same type was deeply  attracted to him for reasons I can not fathom.

More than once  Pedro in a drunken rage would attach a steel collar and chain Felicia to the bed. This would keep her secure until he was ready to fuck her and after sex Pedro would fall asleep in another room leaving Felicia chained and unable to free herself .Yet for all this Felicia was extremely jealous of any woman who might be sexually involved with Pedro .They would invariably incur Felicia’s wrath as Diane was now learning.

Upon returning upstairs I found Felicia clad in a short  strapless black vinyl dominatrix type dress. Glancing at her toy bag which she had brought along I noticed a can of shaving lather and a razor leaving no doubt that a forced shaving was in store. The captive was still confined to the guest bedroom and I decided to have a peek inside while the wench was still blindfolded. After that I would restrict my viewing to my dungeon cam system as I didn’t wish to be identified by her.

In addition to the duct tape which covered all facial features except the nose I noticed her cheeks were puffed indicating Felicia had stuffed a gag inside, predictably soiled panties. While I rarely keep a sub’s mouth stuffed in such a manner for an extended period they are always advised to breath through their nose and that struggling will only make it more difficult to breath. This wench had been in tight restraint for nearly an hour and it was most likely that she would not resist once unrestrained. Felicia strongly suspected that Diane was a heterosexual with no bondage experience, something that greatly enhances the dominatrixes pleasure.

Stepping out of the room I gave Felicia the nod to begin. Felicia left the tape in place first removing the restraints and then stripping the wench completely nude.

Next came the tape and this was ripped off so forcefully that pain was unavoidable. Delectable cries of pain were suppressed by the panty gag. The hapless captive had wisely heeded Felicia’s command to not attempt a struggle.

Felicia ordered the wench to kneel on the floor with her hands knotted behind her head. She then proceeded in a matter of  fact way to explain just what the captive could expect during her confinement. The basic training rules would apply, that is addressing  Felicia as “Mistress” and not speaking without permission. First and foremost on the agenda was that Diane would be taught how to make love to another woman. Depending on her progress, or lack of it, she would be subjected to an appropriate degree of whipping in some sensitive parts of the anatomy.

Commencing with the woman on woman lovemaking Felicia first used leather cuffs to bind her hands behind her. The captive was docile enough that she would have obeyed Felicia’s commands unrestrained but most dominatrixes feel that restraint is an inherent pleasure of bondage both to the dominant and the sub. Of course in this case the sub would derive no pleasure from it.

Felicia ordered her captive to sit on the couch and began forced deep mouth kissing combined with fingering her pussy simultaneously. Considering the circumstances the captive seemed fairly aroused. Felicia remained the aggressor for about five minutes keeping steady with the kissing while alternating the tempo and force of the finger fucking.

“You little slut you really enjoy this don’t you, perhaps we should do this more often” chuckled Felicia. It was now time for Diane to become the aggressor. She was ordered to perform deep mouth kissing until told to stop after which she would direct her attention to sucking Felicia’s tits and progressing downwards to her fuckhole and asshole. If at any time she slackened off on the desired intensity she would promptly be flogged. To demonstrate Felicia took a flogger and delivered one hard lash across Diane’s boobs causing her to cringe in pain.

Diane began the aggressor phase which is difficult to do with your hands cuffed behind you but Felicia embraced her tightly enabling her to perform in the desired manner. As I crave the infliction of pain I couldn’t wait for this soft lovey dovey stuff to end as subs seldom escaped painful flogging from Felicia.

Finishing with the mouth kissing Diane began gently sucking Felicia’s tits forewarned that biting too hard would result in severe pain for her .Personally I was somewhat exasperated at the slow pace of events but it was clear that Felicia was enjoying the foreplay. She was moaning passionately and while dominatrixes are skilled at faking this I had no doubt that it was the real thing and that Felicia would enjoy multiple orgasms.

Next was the pussy eating portion. If Diane derived any enjoyment from the upper body workout she was certain to detest this stage which would include  mouth work on the fuck hole. Felicia normally commanded her subs to expend most of their energy on the pussy but in this case I was certain it would be reversed. This proved to be the case as Diane spent only about two minutes working on the pussy.

Felicia feeling that it wasn’t a vigorous enough performance pulled her to her feet and delivered another hard lash to her boobs.

Instead of resuming the cunt licking position Felicia dragged Diane to the bed pushing her face up as Felicia squatted over her head. “Clean it out good and don’t even think of stopping” she commanded. Diane commenced the distasteful task of licking another woman’s asshole with the woman’s face sitting on you.. This continued for nearly ten minutes with Felicia prompting her several times to lick harder.

As the ass licking ended Diane had so far been spared any real physical torture, just a couple of hard lashes, but that was about to change. Diane was positioned with her back to the footboard of the bed, her wrists still bound behind her. Felicia added leather ankle cuffs and attached them to the bed frame so her legs were spread out about three feet. Interestingly I noticed that Felicia’s strap on was no where in sight and further that Diane already had a shaved pussy.

I am not aware of whether being deprived of the opportunity to forcibly shave a captive contributed to the intensity of what was to follow  but I never had known Felicia to employ such techniques. First Felicia produced a black  bra which from my distance appeared to be a normal bra. It quickly occurred to me it was a torture bra with spikes protruding in both cups making it impossible to wear without suffering excruciating  pain. “I think you look better in a bra” chuckled Felicia as she proceeded to fit her captive with the bra. This resulted instantly in visible pain but Diane tried to brave it and not scream.

No amount of effort by Diane could prevent screaming for what happened next. Felicia after donning a glove drove her fist into Diane’s pussy causing her to shriek violently. Felicia had not gagged her captive for this and I was somewhat disappointed as the shrieks made through a gag are always more gratifying than raw shrieking.

Felicia’s forearm extended up to her elbow. “You won’t want to fuck anybody after this” she yelled. She was clearly losing her cool and I have never witnessed such  ferocity in many years of dominatrix  experience. All of this to avenge her daring to engage in intimacy with her “man” that being the worthless  piece of trash named Pedro.

I could only imagine Pedro’s reaction when he learned of this assault. It was not unlikely Felicia would be evicted from their apartment  and would hit upon me for temporary lodging. Even worse was the possibility Pedro would somehow assault her and cause serious injury, fortunately in the past he had refrained from doing so which is no small accomplishment when living with someone of Felicia’s disposition.

After removing her fist from Diane’s cunt Felicia subjected her to some minor breast  torture using a set of clamps attached by a chain. Diane was hysterical and still sobbing from the fisting torture, her breaking point seemed near. After only about five minutes  Felicia decided to cease the torture and Diane was spared from the usual intense flogging as well as strap on training.

Felicia left the ravaged bitch in her standing bound  position and stepped outside of the bedroom to use her cell phone to notify Mary Jo to be in my driveway in twenty minutes. Felicia then reentered the bedroom, removed the restraints from her captive and allowed her to dress. She was blindfolded and handcuffed then informed that she would soon be released. The bitch was still hysterical and Felicia continued to remind the bitch of what was in store for her should she ever so much as speak to Pedro.

Mary Jo arrived on schedule and wisely chose  not to set foot in my house. Felicia led the soon to be released captive out to the van and they drove off. At this point my feelings were mixed. Witnessing the torture had been quite gratifying yet my hostility towards Mary Jo persisted. I was determined to have her confined to my dungeon and of course  Felicia needed to be disciplined as well .I’m quite achievement oriented when it comes to such goals and it was only a matter of time before they were fulfilled.

END PART 22

       

 

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