Chapter 9
i felt hot, almost feverish, but my sweat was cooling on my skin. Like i just
walked out of a sauna. Only i wasn't going anywhere. i was strapped down on
elbows and knees. my mouth was closed and i was breathing hard through my nose.
my senses slowly reawakened and i realised the left side of my face was stuck to
the soft leather of the training table with my sweat. i blinked my eyes to
focus them. It was very quiet. i lifted my head and smiled as my face peeled
off the leather. The memory of sultry humid summers skittered though my hazy
mind. i put my head back down. Keeping it held up was too much effort. i
sighed.
"Just relax pet..." It was Andrew, my Master.
my body jerked slightly when i felt His hand on my ass. my ass was still hot
from Paul's particular brand of flogging. i felt the whole of Andrew's hand
against my skin as if for the first time. my skin was so sensitive. So alive
with hot tingles. Then His hand began to move. It slid smoothly across the
skin of my oiled and flogged ass. i think He was feeling the extent of the
welts there. All i know is it felt delicious. His hand became my world.
Andrew has large hands. Large and yet not meaty. Sinuous. Long fingered and
yet perfectly proportioned. When i measure my hand up against His i am amazed
each time by the difference of the size of them. They are almost exactly twice
the size of mine. i like to examine them and kiss them, they are so beautiful.
i sometimes smile to myself because i think He would make a good 'hand model'.
Like in commercials. But i wouldn't tell Him that.
"Mmmmmm..." was all i could say.
His hand slid so smoothly and effortlessly over the cooling yet still hot skin
of my ass. The skin of his whole hand and each finger constantly in contact
with me. It felt as though each of His fingers was spread slightly apart from
the next. His touch was soft and gentle, but with a purpose.
i sighed again in utter bliss as His hand moved in a large circular shape around
and around my ass. His fingers occasionally dragged over the edges of the butt
plug embedded in me. my cunt fluttered around the inert egg inside me each time
He did it. i found myself rocking ever so slightly with the motion of His hand.
Every now and again He would change the motion from a large circular shape
around my whole ass to a figure eight motion that brought His fingers
maddeningly close to my pussy. Or He would break finger contact to glide a
minute distance above it, so close i could feel the air move with the motion.
The skin of my ass might have been cooling, but my cunt was not. i could feel
myself spasmodically gripping that damned egg with each pass of His hand.
Round and around and around. All i could think of was His hand. His large warm
smooth hand caressing me and making everything that mattered come into focus.
And what mattered was His touch. i would do anything for His touch. i just
wanted Him to keep touching. Yes like that yes more mmmmm oh that feels so
wonderful mmm oooohhhhh mmmmmmmm You are sooo teasing me Master mmmmmm oh goddd
that was so close please please just touch me there mmmmm yes oh no stop teasing
me stop oohhh goddd so close please touch me please touch me touch me touch my
cunt touch it feel me feel how wet You make me ohhh what are You doing ohh Sir
more oillll oh mmm warm oil sprayed over my ass dripping down over me mmmm Your
hand again mmmmm ohhhhhhh jessussss yesss touch me there ohhh mooorrrrreeee ohh
noooo don't just touch me please morreee move them ahhh what ahhhh please ohhhh
Sirrr the plug it's tighttt ohhh noooo nooooo don't tell me that it will hurt
ahh fingers ohh sliding in a little ohhh nooo Sirrr don't pull it out fassttt
ohhhHH.....
Pop!
"OhhHH JESUS! FUCK!!"
SLAP!
"Ooohhhmmmmmm...." i shuddered hard.
"Do not fucking speak!"
SLAP! Square in the middle of my right ass cheek.
SLAP! Left cheek.
"OOOooohhh..."
"And anyway... Who said you could cum, slut?"
SLAP!
"AAHhhhhh..."
"Listen to Me you stupid whore!" i lifted my head quickly and my face peeled
off the leather again. i looked at Him imploringly.
SLAP!
"Oooooohhhhh..."
SLAP!
"Nnnmmmmm..." i bit my lip.
"Are you listening!"
"Ye... yes Sirrr..." i managed.
"... I was just wondering..."
SLAP!
"Mnnnnnnnn..."
"I was just wondering, Who gave you permission to cum dominique?" His eyes were
blazing.
SLAP!
"Uugghhh.... oh...oh dear... i..."
SLAP!
"i'm sorry Sir... i ... i.. didn't mean to... i mean i ..."
SLAP!
"Uughhh..."
SLAP!
"Ooohhhh Sir... oohhhhhh..."
"Stupid fucking slut..."
SLAP!
"Oohhhhh..."
SLAP!
"Uuugghhhh..."
He stopped. He straightened up and moved out of my line of sight. He was
headed for the toy box area. i brought my head back down until my forehead
rested on the soft leather. my body trembled with need and adrenaline. my ass
was at least as hot as it was before. i closed my eyes and saw shooting stars
across the inside of my eyelids.
Perspiration and oil dripped down the skin of my arms and legs. When i moved,
my elbows slipped a little and the straps tightened. i tried to relax. my
bowels felt so vacant. The hole was as hot as the rest of my ass.
God i didn't even think about trying not to cum... i mean it's not a rule, as i
know it is with some Dom/mes and subs, unless Andrew demands it. But i guess
given the circumstances, i really should have tried to show *some* self-control.
i was just glad that the egg was turned off. It's a wicked little device, that
egg. i wondered if i could stop myself from cumming if He turned it on again.
i took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
my body trembled.
i wondered how red my ass was. Then i wondered what Paul and kate were doing.
i looked around toward the lounge area and couldn't see either of them. Then i
heard a soft muffled moan from directly behind me. God. It was almost more
exciting not knowing what was happening to her. i smiled to myself.
i dropped the smile when i heard my Master's footsteps approaching...
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"Alright... it's time," I thought to Myself as I looked down into the toy box
and massaged My temples with My fingertips. Just how far did I want to go? Oh
I've tested her before. In fact I have tested her many times. Rolled back her
limits. I've taken dominique to places she had never dreamed about.
dominique is well aware of her 'rights'. she can stop whatever I am doing, at
any time, by saying the word 'red'. she knows this. she is regularly reminded
of it. But she has never used her safe word. she has protested. she has
complained. she has even moaned in pain. But she has not said 'red'.
Does that make Me a good Master, or a bad Master? Should One explore limits, or
run up against them? Obviously it depends on whether One is 'playing' or
'punishing'. And on what One wants in a Dom/sub relationship. It also depends
on how quickly One reaches a submissive's limit. 'Timing is everything'...
Have I 'tried' to make her use her safe word? No, I must admit I have not. Not
in the sense of 'trying' to find exactly where her limits are. I have always
been mindful of her inexperience. Of her innocence. A paternalistic
protectiveness perhaps. I have pushed her though. But never right to the edge.
I've never pushed too hard.
Well... it was time to see just how much dominique was prepared to suffer for
her transgressions. I looked up at the wall and scanned the various choices I
had. I made up My mind.
It was time to push too hard.
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When i heard my Master's footsteps, i swung my head around to see Him, and His
piercing eyes caught mine. i could not tear my gaze from Them. The look in His
eyes was one of sheer determination, of such concentrated conviction, that i
almost gasped as i drew breath.
Without looking down to His hands, i knew He was holding things. i was afraid
to tear my eyes from His. i was getting scared. i moaned softly as i exhaled.
The skin down my arms prickled.
"Paul, can You give Me a hand here?" my Master asked.
"Sure," came Paul's reply and His footsteps approached me.
"Can you grab the spreader bar and handcuffs from over there please?"
There was no answer, but i saw Paul come into my view as He strode over to the
toy box area and retrieved Andrew's requests.
"You can put them over there," He said, pointing toward the whipping post.
Paul then came back over towards me and walked around to my left side.
"Let's get her off here. And You can take off her nipple clamps. she will get
a nice reminder of what is to come when You remove them."
Oh the nipple clamps. my nipples were so numb i hadn't even thought about them.
Oh god. i braced myself as Paul's hands came around my body, one on each side.
i gritted my teeth in anticipation. He squeezed His hands gently around my
breasts and He whispered.
"Both at once, nice and quick."
i was thankful i was still strapped down. my back arched as the clamps were
removed. i hissed between my teeth as the pain flooded outward from my nipples
and through my breasts. It felt like every muscle in my body became taut as i
kept gritting my teeth. It seemed like an eternity before the pain started to
subside and my need to breathe took over. i panted as the pain ebbed away.
i was being lifted from the training table. i hadn't even felt the straps come
loose. i found my feet and my Master turned me toward Him. His strong hands
were around my shoulders. Paul was behind me.
"I am going to prepare you for your punishment now dominique. Do you
understand?"
i nodded.
"Speak when you are asked a question dominique."
i found my voice.
"Yes Sir."
"Kneel."
i knelt and saw kate. my jaw dropped.
"Look up at Me pet."
i looked up at Andrew.
"I have been thinking dominique, and I have changed My mind about something.
Earlier today I denied you the right to use your safe word for the duration of
this punishment. you know what I am talking about don't you..."
"Yes Sir," i nodded, "i couldn't say 'red'." my eyes flicked over to kate
again. my god.
"That's right... well, I am going to allow you use of your safe word if you
think it is necessary."
"Thank You Sir." i chewed my lip. He moved closer to me. i concentrated. i
was looking almost straight up at Him.
"Pay attention. Bracelets pet."
This was a common command. i bowed my head and raised my arms up, bringing my
elbows almost together, palms at the ceiling, fingers toward my Master.
"Good girl."
my breathing noticeably quickened as He closed the ratchet of one handcuff
around my left wrist. my heart was beating in my ears.
"you should not be so quick to thank Me pet... I am going to MAKE you use it.
Do you understand? MAKE you. I am going to punish you UNTIL you say 'red'. Am
I making Myself clear?"
"Y.. yes Sir."
i was on my knees and He dragged me by my handcuffed wrist over to the whipping
post. i tried to keep up.
"When you say 'red' your punishment will be deemed complete. Do you
understand?"
"Y.. yes Sir, this girl understands Sir." i caught my breath.
"Hug the post." i did so while i knelt.
i wrapped my arms around it. my Master moved around to the opposite side of the
post and fixed my handcuffs through one of the u-bolts that hung from each of
the eye-bolts embedded in the post. The one He used was at the height of His
waist. He closed the ratchet on my right wrist.
"dominique... your punishment WILL suit your crimes. YOU will determine when
that is. And WHEN you choose to call a halt, I will either be pleased, or
displeased. I would suggest you try to please Me... do you understand?"
i turned my face up to Him and looked Him right in the eyes. i set my jaw.
"This girl understands Sir, and she will make You proud."
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Funny how W/we can sometimes miss the most important moments in O/our lives.
The memory moments. It is often not until much later that it occurs to U/us
that something important happened at that very moment. But what W/we do get, is
a 'lasting impression'. What I saw at that very moment would become 'My lasting
impression'.
I looked down on dominique. Her lithe frame and tanned skin reflected flickers
of candlelight in the darkened room. she had tossed her long black hair over
one shoulder and had turned her face sideways. Some strands had stuck across
her forehead. her head was against the post, her chin resting on her shoulder.
she had a determined look in her eyes.
"This girl understands Sir, and she will make You proud."
W/we were both distracted by another moan from kate. dominique's eyes focused.
her mouth opened in apparent disbelief as kate moaned and shuddered once again.
I shook My head knowingly. Paul had just about outdone Himself. kate was
certainly a sight!
Earlier Paul had flogged dominique while kate rode her tongue. But He knew
instinctively that I had no further need for kate. He had led her a few steps
away and behind dominique, to keep from distracting My slut. He then proceeded
to tie kate in a tight and interesting kneeling bind. Paul is a Shibari expert
and there is no end to the combinations and ties He has in His repertoire. I
hadn't seen this one before, and it certainly was special.
I could see why kate had dominique's attention.
she had knelt on the floor with the cock gag still in place. Paul told her to
grip it with her teeth as He threaded the nipple clamp chain through the loop of
nylon string that was attached to the end of the gag. she was not to let go of
the gag. He pinched her nipples to firmness then bent her head down and pushed
up each breast. she immediately moaned and started breathing hard through her
nose as each clamp was attached to her nipples. Paul then dropped a blindfold
over her watery eyes.
He worked very quickly and tied kate's elbows together behind her. He then
encased her down to her wrists with rope. He had passed this rope between her
legs from behind and the lips of her pussy bulged around a large knot He had
tied where the rope re-emerged. The rope then shot almost straight up, just a
bit out in front of her and passed through a pulley on a track attached to the
ceiling above her. He then threaded it through another pulley six feet above
and behind her, then back down. He tied off the end of the rope into the back
end of her blindfold, the result causing any movement of her head to painfully
tug on her nipples, or the knot being moved back and forth between the lips of
her pussy. The coup de grace though was the buckling of the butterfly vibrator
over her clitoral region, behind the rope. He had switched it on and was
sitting and relaxing on the lounge, sipping His marguerita and watching.
I had lost count of the number of times kate had cum. her body was dripping
with sweat and she was almost constantly shuddering. I was not surprised
dominique was amazed. So was I. W/we both watched as kate shuddered anew and
moaned out another muffled orgasm. I pulled My t-shirt up over My head and off.
I threw it on the floor. It was getting hotter.
I looked down on dominique and smiled as she slowly shook her head in wonder. I
decided to let her watch, while I moved around to her feet to attach the
spreader bar.
I buckled each end of the bar just above her delicate ankles. I arranged her
like a ragdoll. Lifting and placing each leg, knee and ankle just so. I
decided I had had My fun with the egg and reached up, brushing My fingers down
over her pussy from behind.
she moaned softly as I did it but I wasn't in the mood to pleasure her. I took
hold of the nylon drawstring and drew it out slowly. I wrapped it in My t-shirt
and placed it on the floor behind Me. I then brought My wet fingers up to My
mouth and savoured her flavour. In a moment I took both hands and placed Them
on each cheek of her ass. I massaged her firmly, feeling the warmth of her skin
and leaned down to kiss the upturned cheek of her ass. My god, her skin was so
smooth and warm, it was an effort not to use her right then and there.
I shook My head and remembered where I was. I turned around and picked up the
egg, I stood up and walked around beside her again, trailing My fingers along
her flank as I did.
"Look at Me dominique..."
she did.
"Push your ass out a bit more... arch your back..."
she did.
"Good girl."
she looked amazing herself...
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i shifted slightly on my knees to steady myself. i think it was worse
knowing... knowing i would be taken right to my limit. Knowing Andrew would
not stop, and would increase my punishment in intensity, until i stopped Him.
And i was to only to stop Him when i could take no more.
i wondered if kate had ever been taken to her limit. her body convulsed once
more and i wondered how much more she could take. Then i wondered how she could
possibly tell Paul if she had had enough. my eyes focused and i realised the
straps of the cock gag were hanging loosely from its edges. she was holding it
with her teeth!
"Look at Me dominique..."
Oh god.
i did.
"Push your ass out a bit more... arch your back..."
i did.
"Good girl."
i chewed at my bottom lip. i glanced down at Andrew's hands. He held a whip in
each of Them.
Oh god.
Andrew was taking His time. At that moment, i just wanted to be through this.
He was swishing His blonde Horsehair Whip with the black braided leather handle
back and forth in His right hand. He spoke evenly and almost without emotion.
"dominique.... in My hands I have the two whips you have tasted before... I
will begin with the Horsehair, and then move to the Cat. you should know that
once I begin with the Cat, I will not return to the Horsehair. As you know from
previous sessions, both of these whips can be used gently to induce the desired
response..."
God. Gently? i shuddered as i saw Andrew in my imagination, taking lusty full
swings at my ass with the Cat. A trickle of perspiration ran into my eyebrow
and dropped off, passing in front of my left eye.
"But W/we are not here for a play session dominique. I am not going to fuck
around with you. Prepare to receive your punishment."
i shifted my knees again, trying to get comfortable. i was spread out and so
vulnerable. i spread the weight of my body between my knees and my arms,
hanging though they were, from the handcuffs. They pinched, but i hoped it
might distract me.
Swish, swish swish.
Fap.
Oh noooo. He was starting too softly. i wasn't ready for this.
Swish swish Fap!
Ohhhh. Noooo. Not fair... i don't want to be turned on.. i don't want to be...
Swish Fap!
i dropped my head between my arms. i closed my eyes. i felt like i was
floating.
Swish Fap! Swish Fap! Swish Fap!
i bit my lip harder. i was NOT going to moan!
Swish FAP! mmmmmmm.
Swish FAP!! Ohhhh. That was harder!
Swish FAP!! Goddd! i turned my face up to Andrew just as He struck me again.
Swish FAP!!!
"Ohhhh!"
"Shut up."
Swish FAP!!!
"I haven't even fucking started!"
Swish FAP!!!
i chewed my lip harder, determined to look Him in the eye.
Swish FAP!!!
Then it stopped.
Andrew was breathing hard. He gazed at me intently. Demandingly. He stood
over me and His chest was bare. He had removed His t-shirt. His muscles
rippled. i imagined i could see the blood pumping in the veins in His neck.
God He was so beautiful. His face was a study in concentration. i wished i
could paint. i would have painted Him. To me, He was a masterpiece. Even in
His most intense moments, when His anger or displeasure was directed at me, i
still was a slave to His will. His skin glistened with effort. i was so lost.
And so found. This was a Man i could honour. i couldn't believe i was here.
And i couldn't think of anywhere else i would rather be.
The pulsing hotness from the base of my shoulder blades to the top of my ass
invaded my thoughts. Andrew had covered all the skin He wanted to with the
Horsehair. He threw it behind Him and it clattered and slid across the floor.
i saw Him change the Cat from His left hand to His right. i couldn't watch. i
dropped my head between my arms.
"Green or red pet?"
"Green!"
Whap! Top of my ass.
my breath caught in my throat. i had been here before. The Cat bit my skin and
i felt my whole body stiffen. Every muscle. Every sinew. This was it.
Whap! Middle of my back.
Whap! High on My back.
i gritted my teeth till they hurt.
Whap!
Whap! Back down again.
"Ahhhh!"
Whap!
"Say it!"
CRACK!
"Noooooo!"
CRACK!!
"SAY IT!"
CRACK!
CRACK!
"GREEEEEEN!!!"
"Stupid..."
CRACK!!
"fucking..."
CRACK!!
"SLUT!"
CRACK!!!
"Uuugghhh..."
CRACK!!!
"AHH!!"
He stopped. Sweat trickled down my nose. my hands ached from holding them in
tight fists. The skin of my back was ablaze with pain. The sweat there stung.
The heat... my god my back was so hot. Every muscle was still held as tight as
a drum. i wiped my brow against my shoulder. i started to relax and my muscles
in my thighs started to vibrate. i suddenly felt very nauseous. my thighs
started to shudder more. i fell forward against the post, my hips resting
against the floor.
"Say it," He whispered.
i turned my face up to Him, breathing heavily, with tears of pain in my eyes
and on my cheeks. Tears of sorrow. Tears of supplication.
"Say it pet, or I will start again." His voice had never sounded so soft and
comforting.
"This girl is so sorry Sir...." i whispered.
"I know possum."
"....red."
"Good girl."
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I reached behind the whipping post and uncuffed dominique's hands. she brought
them up and folded them by her sides, her hands under her chin. she was laying
on her front, and her head was beside the post.
In a blink she was asleep. Or at least she looked like she was asleep. her
shoulder blades raised and lowered with her deep breathing. I walked around to
her feet and unbuckled the spreader bar from her ankles and brought her feet
together. I decided to give her a moment.
I stood back up and turned and looked at Paul. He nodded. I walked over to
where I threw the Horsehair and picked it up. I replaced in up on the wall. I
wiped down the Cat with rubbing alcohol and dried it quickly. I gave it a thin
coat of Dubbin and rubbed it in with My fingers. I then gave it a light buff
with a soft cloth before replacing it on the wall .
Paul had taken to His feet and was untying kate. she had made some sounds but
was soon quiet and curled up on His lap on the lounge. her head was on His
shoulder and she watched Me intently. I picked up the ropes Paul had kindly
coiled and replaced them in the toy box. I spent the next few moments cleaning
and putting away the various items that had been in use over the last couple of
hours.
Returning to dominique I woke her and lifted her to her feet. I leaned down and
gently put My shoulder to her stomach and wrapped My arm around her thighs and
lifted her in a 'fireman's hold'. she moaned softly but made no protest.
"I'll put her in bed."
Paul nodded.
I carried dominique upstairs and lay her on the bed and turned her over onto her
front. I drew the blinds and went into the bathroom. I filled a bowl with
lukewarm water and scrubbed My hands with anti-bacterial soap. I rinsed and
then added the soap to the water and gave it a few rubs. I put the soap back
and picked up the bowl and a soft cloth and returned to dominique's bedside.
I had broken her skin in a number of places and deep bruises were flaring across
her shoulder blades. I swallowed and tended her skin, wiping a tear from My eye
silently. she never made a sound. I covered her with the bed sheet, turned out
the light and returned to the study.
. . . . . . . . . . .
"Everything ok?"
"she will be fine in a couple of days."
"Good."
I refreshed My drink and sat down across from Paul and kate.
"Andrew?" Paul asked.
"Yes Paul?"
"I didn't think she had it in her."
"Had what?"
"The desire... the intense desire to please You... I thought she would have
called a halt much sooner."
"I am not really surprised Paul."
W/we sat in silence for a few minutes.
"May i say something please Master?" kate asked.
"Yes you may kate."
"Andrew Sir, with respect Sir, i think dominique is a very lucky girl..."
"Tell Me why kate..."
"Well Sir, i think she is lucky because You love her Sir."
"It's pretty obvious Andrew."
I nodded and stifled that rogue tear again.
"I should be with her."
"W/we can lock-up when W/we leave if You like."
"I'd appreciate that."
"Consider it done."
I rose from the lounge.
"Thank you for bearing witness Paul. And thank you kate."
"Anytime My Friend."
"Always a pleasure to be of service Sir."
And with that I made my way back up to dominique's room.
I lay down beside her caressing her upper arm until I fell asleep Myself...
