J. J. MacGuire

Kitten

CHAPTER 1

She had arrived on our doorstep in a basket, Naked as the day she was born. One of Master's clients had sent Him Kitten as a thank you gift, for the dungeon he had just completed. Kitten was a slave and a switch, and even though she had been with us about six months, I still knew very little about who she was and where she came from. I knew Master had her pedigree, and he would have told me if there were things I should have known.

Driving back with Kitten from our weekend at Mistress Bergenia's Academy for Submissives and Slaves, ASS, I finally got up the courage to ask her about her life prior to coming to live with Master and me.

I sneaked a peek over at her. Her eyes had taken on a distant look, when she sighed and said, "I've been to hell and back, Baby, some were good, some I tremble at the thought of."

I had known Kitten was into some really kinky stuff, but until she started talking I did not have a clue. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, Kitten," I said, "but I would like to know more about you, and this is about the first time we could talk without others being around."

"We have been very busy since I came to live with you and Master. I suppose you do have the right to know where I come from." She giggled. "I was born in… No, that's not what you want to hear about. You want to know how I got into the life style."

"Yes, Kitten, I would like to know that"

"Well, we weren't dirt poor when I was growing up, but I did not come from the right side of town. I was the fun girl in high school, the one the jocks would take out when their girl friends were busy. You know the kind, the one who puts out. I really never had a boyfriend, and all I could think of growing up was getting out of Dodge."

She shifted in the seat and leaned her head back on the rest, closing her eyes. "I graduated and left town that night, headed west in my old Pinto station wagon. I got about two hundred miles away before the radiator went. It was a dark, lonely road, but hey, I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself right.

"I had seen a gas station a few miles back so I pulled out my backpack and started walking that way. It wasn't long before I heard some dogs barking. I thought it was pack of wild ones, so I started running. I saw house lights off in the distance and ran toward that. When I got closer there was a sign on the fence blocking the driveway that said Kennel. So I rang the bell.

It was close to midnight when a guy came out in his shorts and yelled they were closed. I explained that my car had broken down and needed to borrow his phone to call a tow truck. He came to the gate and was giving me the once/twice/three times over with his eyes.

I should have suspected something was up then, but hell, men had been doing that to me all my life. He said no one would be able to get to my car till morning, why didn't I come in. He told me to step back as I heard the whir of gears as the electronic gate opened." She moved again in her seat and slid her skirt up and spread her legs. She had no panties on – neither of us ever did.

There was a rest stop up the road and she pointed to the sign saying, "Why don't we pull in there for a bit, and I'll tell you the rest of the story."

I made a beeline for a spot under some shady trees at the end of the lot. Pulling in I threw the car in park, but left the air conditioner running, then turned to watch her as she told me of her life.

"Now where was I, oh, yes. He brought me into the front room of his house and pointed to the couch, telling me I could sleep there. Said his woman would be out at daybreak and she would feed me, before the tow truck came.

I settled down for the night, and woke refreshed. As I opened my eyes there stood a small brunette in a collar, shorts and a tank top. She was holding a plate of food. She was kind of cute with her hair in pigtails, and her big brown eyes. Kind of reminded me of a springer spaniel.

"Master said you are to eat this, the guy from the garage is on his way for your car and they will call to tell you what needs to be done to fix it." She handed me the plate and padded away.

When I had finished, I got up and went to look for her or the kitchen to give her back the empty plate. Walking into the kitchen, I found her on all fours eating out of a bowl. I was a bit taken aback, I mean, come on now, people are suppose to eat at tables or sitting up, not on the floor, out of a bowl." She giggled. "Oh, how naive I was."

I sat in the car watching her as she slid her fingers over her mound. I could see from her expressions that she was thinking back and collecting her thoughts before continuing.

"He came into the kitchen and she crawled over to rub her cheek on his leg. He patted her on the head, just as if she was a dog. Then he called her puppy. Telling her she was a good puppy. I had told him my name the night before, and that most just call me, Kitten." She shook her head. "The irony of a cat in a kennel with a bunch of dogs."

She let her middle finger enter her wet cunt, and I could hear every stroke as she moved her fingers in and out. Her face had taken on a mask. I couldn't tell if these were pleasant memories or painful ones.

"I thanked him for calling the garage and asked if I should go meet them at the car. He was emphatic that I didn't need to bother – they would call when they knew what was wrong with it. Then he asked if I would like a tour of the kennels." She moaned a little and from her frenzied movements I could see and smell that she was on the edge. Gasping out, she continued. "We went out the back door and there were cages lined up in a row. This naked man darted around the corner, bounding up to us, and immediately stuck his nose in my crotch. I tried to push his nose away but his neck muscles were strong. I started to pull on the collar around his neck when he gave a low growl. I quickly moved my hands away and stood there feeling very uncomfortable."

She had stopped pumping in and out and was now stroking her clit, spreading the lips wide, rubbing her hand slowly up and down.

"Frank was the guy's name. Later, I found out he liked to be call Kennel Master. Frank was behind me and said, "Looks like my alpha male likes you, Kitten. But then most males like pussy, don't we." He pulled my arms behind my back and strapped them together. The alpha male still had his nose in my crotch as I screamed. Frank let me scream saying; "Kitten, there is no one to hear you, except me and my dogs, so you might as well save your voice."

Her smile had gone flat, but she continued to stroke her clit in a slow lapping motion as she continued her story, "He took me into a cage where there was a wooden stock. He placed my head in the stock and locked me in, bent over at the waist. Coming up behind me he slid my shorts off. I was crying hard, and was trying to kick him as he stripped me. He then spread a cream on my breast and between my legs. I was still trying to kick him, when he lowered the stock causing me to drop to my knees. The cur was at my face, licking it. His big blue eyes stared into mine. I closed my eyes, only to have Frank pull my hair hard and he told me to look at him. "Do not loose eye contact again," he grunted out. The man/dog left my face and moved to my side. I noticed his cock was hanging down and it was huge. I had never seen another to rival it, and nothing in all my experience had prepared me for what came next. Walking out of my peripheral view the alpha male starts sniffing under my arms and licking off whatever Frank had rubbed on me."

Kitten was starting to pant hard again, but she didn't stop telling me, "Long rough strokes, moving closer to my breast. The cur licked and suckled like a pup, and I felt myself growing wet. I was totally taken aback from my reactions and I tried to move away, but I only dislodged the dog (by this time he was a dog in my mind) I didn't discourage it. Again, he was on the cream trail, this time down my hip to my cunt."

She was shaking and I wasn't sure if was from the pleasure of her hand on her clit, or her story. I reached under my skirt to find what I knew was a very moist snatch.

Licking her lips she continued, "The way Frank had positioned me gave the dog free access from my clit to anus. His tongue moved feverishly over me, long wet rough laps. He tasted my juices mixing with the cream. He buried his nose deep, digging in one hole and then the next. I was whimpering, begging to be let free, promising anything if Frank will stop him. But all Frank did was stand outside of the cage, watching.

Frank gave one short whistle and the dog stopped licking. I was panting and thinking, 'okay, it's over'. I was looking at him through tears when he gave two quick notes and the man/dog placed both his hands/paws on my back and rammed himself all the way in. I wasn't prepared for that. I'd never had anything so big enter me. I started screaming in pain, bucking as much as the tight restraints would allow. He nipped at my neck and caught my ponytail in his mouth and started pumping wildly. His fingers dug into my back and he slipped his weight onto me, his chest on my back. I felt his huge cock throbbing inside me."

She pumped in and out with her fingers again, gasping for air as she continued. " Over and over again, he pumped, tears were streaming down my face. I was thinking I couldn't take any more, when there was another short whistle blast. He stopped and dismounted.

Frank clapped his hands and the cur was licking me again. Oh, the smooth relief I felt when the tongue rubbed over me. On and on the tongue went, and I squirmed, because compared to the cock tearing, this was heaven. I forgot where I was, and only thought of the sensation of that tongue on my heated flesh. Another whistle sounded as my eyes started to close in pleasure and the alpha male stopped. I cried out, falling from the edge, making eye contact with Frank again. I watched his finger do a circle motion and the man moved around from the rear to my side and started sucking on my breast. This time I didn't move for fear of what was next. He stopped licking and worked back down with his abrasive tongue over my flesh. The moisture on my body was cooling and only the warm wet tongue kept me from shaking uncontrollably. Slowly, it moved back down to my heat."

I didn't know where to look, at her face as it changed back and forth from pain to pleasure, or her hand working her red swollen lips and clit to their climax.

She inhaled deeply before saying "I was panting in anticipation of the tongue licking my clit, and when it did," her body arched away from the car seat. "When it did I couldn't help but close my eyes, instant orgasm, and the man/dog licked on and on.

"Slow and easy, and then faster as another whistle sounded and it licked around the rim of my anus. My eyes flew open and started to bulge as I saw the smirk on her Frank's face. The man was concentrating only on my anus. My throbbing clit ached to be touched. I tried to lift my butt higher so his tongue would reach my clit, only to lodge his tongue into my anus more.

"Two quick claps and he was up again, this time his dick poised at the opening of my anus. I screamed, "Ooh, my gawd, Noooooo!" as he rammed into me. I quivered in pain as it entered me. Pulling away from the pain was not an option. I couldn't see Frank's face. A red haze of tears covered my face. The pain was ripping me in two and then there was a click of the gate. The dog stopped moving, all but the tearing throbbing in my ass. I blinked and realized Frank was no longer on the other side of the chain link fence, but in front of me. He shoved his cock into my mouth, gripped my head and began to pump in and out of my mouth."

She moved back to stroking her cunt with a slow even wipe, saying, "The alpha male stopped pumping and pressing deep into my tight and unwilling asshole before he slowly dragged it out. Frank stood still, with his cock all the way in my mouth; all I could see was his stomach.

"The man/dog was licking again, and then I felt someone moving under me. My nipples were being pinched hard and they were sliding under me and attaching their mouth to my clit. Frank tapped me on the top of the head saying, 'suck bitch.'

"Then the cur was back up and ramming into my vagina, but this time was even more painful, and I scream over Frank's cock in my mouth. I was being skewered and I felt the knot pushing on the opening. The alpha male's hot juices were filling me as Frank started to shoot his wad into my mouth. My clit was being nursed on and I was being torn from pain and pleasure. I lost all track of time. I was floating."

She turned to look at me, whispering, "please." I undid my safety belt and lowered my mouth to her clit, barely able to get three good licks in before she came hard. I continued to suck as the last of her shakes left her. Sitting back up she moved into my arm still trembling.

Trying to control herself, she slid her hand under my blouse and started rolling my nipple in her fingers. "That was just the beginning. I was the outdoor cat, puppy, being the house pet.

It was a kennel for human pets, mostly puppy girls and men/dogs and if one of the "dogs" stuck their nose in my crotch it was back to the block. I was used to train the new "dogs" too. Frank gave me the option of leaving the next day. I was there for a year before I was lost in a poker game."

I held her close as she continued to stroke and caress me. "Thank you for holding me, Baby. I needed to tell that story, but I've been afraid to tell you. Master knows, and assured me you wouldn't look down on me for staying there a year after that."

I wanted her to keep on rubbing my clit, but I looked at the clock on the dash. "Kitten, as much as I hate to say this, we better get moving. Master will worry if we're late."

She sat up and did her best to straighten herself out, "Yes, let's go, I can continue as you drive, that is, if you would like to hear more."

I nodded my head and asked her to continue as I pulled back out on the highway.

CHAPTER 2

"Frank lost my papers in a poker game and I went to a lace Mistress, as her body servant. She had another that had been with her for years. To punish us she would put us into correction corsets."

Kitten was playing with the hem of her skirt as she talked. "I remember seeing corsets in the movies and in the ladies lingerie department at the store, but I never imagined wearing one 24/7.

"Her name was Mistress Victoria, and a most Victorian Mistress she was. Long straight jet-black hair and pale alabaster skin. She would come in every morning, have us stand holding the bedpost and cinch us in. The long line style suited my waist; it raised my breasts to display them, open to the air and available to her.

"She was Mistress of the cane too. She would say, "The tried and true was what work best and to cane is to know the greatest pleasure of discipline."

"Being submissive to an object was hard at first, you're strapped in, and that corset owns you. Your movements, your thoughts, and especially your breathing, are controlled by a corset. The corset can be very claustrophobic. The one that ties you in owns you. Their will is wrapped totally around your body.

"I remember one time, Marge and I hadn't ironed the tablecloth correctly. We were placed on a wooden pony, straddling it and facing each other arms extended overhead, chained to the ceiling. A four-way clip was placed on our nips with just a hair's breadth between us.

"The wooden board was just high enough to force us on tiptoes or we would have to rest on our cunts. Tied as we were we couldn't dismount. She made us wait, helpless, as the inevitable muscle fatigue slowly sets in.

"She spent that time talking to us, going over our transgression. She tested us while exploring our bodies, pinching here and there, pulling at our nether lips. She ran the cane tip over our exposed breasts, tapping them to keep our attention focused.

"Our natural instinct was to move down and away. But in this case, our cunts hit the board between our legs.

"She told us to 'spread our legs' to see if we were pliant or willful? Our legs tired and zapped our strength, they gave out and we lowered ourselves to rest on our cunts as gently as possible against the hard, narrow surface of the Pony. Our tender throbbing pussies were pressed between the Pony and our weight, bruising our swollen nether lips. In a short time our muscles could lift us and we'd rise again, but that was in a perfect world.

"With our breasts clipped together, if one failed the other suffered by being pulled down hard.

"After a time, it takes longer to find the strength to rise again, but after long seconds riding the wooden pony you point your toes and push against gravity, sweating from the exertion. You can no longer find a comfortable spot to rest on your swollen throbbing cunt. You whither and moan, moving up and down against the wooden pony.

"She started caning our asses as we were "riding the Pony".

"At first, the strokes of the cane were light taps, but as she struck they got harder and harder. Your ass feels as if it's on fire and your cunt is throbbing from the contact with the Pony. You and the one you are riding the Pony with are being pulled along the board as you are being caned. You start to float from the shallow breaths, then intense sensation runs through you ass and cunt."

Kitten was shaking hard, her head had fallen back against the seat. I looked down to see her hand rubbing her nether lips hard. They were bright pink and swollen. One more word escaped her lips, "Please."

There was a dirt road just ahead and I took it, pulling in about fifteen yards. She had the passenger door open and was outside looking around the dense foliage before I could toss the car into park. She vanished into the trees. Turning off the car, I got out and followed her. When I caught up to her she had straddle a branch she had wedged between two trees, shirt off skirt up. She handed me a thin branch she had de-leafed, then slipped her hands behind her neck.

Her breathing was erratic as she told me what I was to do. "Baby, you have to cane me." What? my mind screamed. I had never been on this end of the cane. I remember well the times I had been caned. "You will do it baby, on my third time down. Put your weight into it Baby, don't hold back." She lowered herself to the branch. She reached for my hand and placed it over her breast. I squeezed it and moved my fingers down to pinch, then pull her nipple. I received a moan in response, so I rolled it firmly between my fingers, and remembering what she had told me of her time on the wooden pony, I lightly tapped her ass with the cane.

I was wet. I could feel my juices dripping down my thigh as I watched her rise again to tiptoes. The wood was covered with her cum. I applied the cane a little harder on her ass and she dropped to the branch with a groan, but she didn't move her hands from behind her neck, so I continued to cane her rear. After a few moments she was back on her toes. Each stroke I brought down faster on her ass and a bit harder. Her moans enveloped me as I continued to swat her.

She lowered for the last time and I was panting hard from the exertion, as I let the cane land time and again on her ass. "Yesssss," hung from the trees as she started to orgasm. I stopped caning, dropped it to the ground to reach for her right breast, while my left hand pushed on her mound, holding it tight against the branch. She was withering along it. I lowered to suck in her nipple, pulling it hard into my mouth.

She trembled all over as she lowered her arm to rest on my back, caressing it as I sucked. She rose again, and this time brought her leg over the branch to stand. She held me to her so that I still had her breast in my mouth.

Patting my head she whispered, "Good, Baby," and I released her nipple, licking my lips. She had her hand around my braid and pulled me down to kneel between her legs. "Lick, Baby." My tongue shot out to make contact with her sweet pussy. "Make it clean, Baby." I licked from clit to cunt. With each stroke I savored Kitten. When she stopped shaking, she again patted my head, "Good, Baby, you may stop now."

I rose to stand next to her and she took me in her arms and kissed me, saying "Thank you, Baby."

She let me go and picked up her shirt. "We better get going. We're losing daylight and Master will be waiting for us."

We walked back to the car arm in arm. The doors were both open and we slipped back into our seats. As I started the car the air conditioning kicked on, blowing up under my skirt and my still wet cunt and I shook. "Baby, you okay?"

"Oh, yes, just a little damp down there and the A/C is, of course, blowing right on it." Her hand was up my skirt and fingering me before I could finish my sentence.

"You are very wet, Baby. We're going to save that for Master to take care of." She slide her middle finger all the way in. She laid the seat back and closed her eyes. I knew she was still awake because each time I started to relax around her finger she would wiggle it, and I would tighten up.

CHAPTER 3

Traveling down the road, I turned off the a/c and opened the window. The breeze filtered through my blouse and teased my nipples. Kitten's finger was still toying with my cunt when the cell phone went off. The 1812 Overture announced an incoming call from Master. I pushed the button on the dash and answered, "Hello, Master, how may I help you?"

"Hi, Baby, how's the trip back going? Have you and Kitten been able to get all your girl talk out yet?"

I giggled, "We're working on it, Master. Kitten is stretched out in the passenger seat with her finger in my cunt."

"Ah, it's one of those discussions."

"Yes, Master. She's been telling me of her life before she came to live with us." I loved talking to Master while I was driving. The earpiece made it so I felt he was in the seat next to me. That I could talk to him about anything without fear, was slowly sinking in. I never felt I had to lie or hide anything, I never wanted to.

"She told me of the Kennel Master, and her Lace Mistress."

"Good. Now, about why I was calling. There has been a change of plans; I would like you to meet me at Sir Brendan's home in the hills. Punch his name in the GPS and it will direct you to his house. You and Kitten are to wait outside the gate till I get there."

"Yes, Master" I knew Master had been working on a new toy for Sir Brendan, but I had never met him before. I pulled over to the side of the road. Kitten's finger had stilled as she listened to my one sided conversation. I pressed in Brendan and a map popped on the screen, showing where I was now and gave me a route to follow. Smiling, I thought how considerate Master had been to put this in for me, since I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag without directions.

I guess he did want me to always know how to get back to him.

"I'm about two hours away, Baby, so I will see you there at approximately 7pm. Even if someone comes out to the car and invites you in, you are not to go in without me. Is that understood, Baby?"

I felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck and I whispered, "Yes, Master." He made it sound ominous. I looked over at Kitten as she wiggled her finger inside and mouthed "what?"

"Got to run now, Baby. Drive safe and see you in about two hours."

My body started to shake when the line went dead. I sat there, staring out the front window for a moment.

"Well spit it out, Baby. What has you freaked?" I shifted in the seat as I looked over at her. Her finger was sliding in and out of me. "Tell me, Baby."

"Master is meeting us at one of his clients, a Sir Brendan."

Her finger stopped and she sat up right. "Oh, really? Why are you shaking, Baby? What else did Master say?"

"It's not so much what he said but how he said it. We are not to go in without him. He made it sound like something bad would happen to us if we did."

"How long before Master will be there?" I finished telling her the rest of my short conversation with Master and she nodded when I was done. "Okay, well let's head up there now, it's about a half hour drive. I'll tell you of another Master I had while we wait."

I flipped the car into drive and pulled back on to the road. The steady rhythm of her finger was calming and exciting me at the same time. She laid her head on my lap and was intent on watching her finger move in and out of my cunt. I could not concentrate on the road anymore so I pulled off again. Coming to a stop I spread my legs as wide as I could. She lowered her mouth and laid her tongue against my clit. Slowly rubbing it up and down.

"There is nothing to worry about at Sir Brendan's, Baby." She kissed the top of my mound, "I've been there before, and I lived to talk about it."

I half giggled, "Then why did Master say it that way?"

"Only he knows that, Baby," she said before taking my clit all the way into her mouth to suck on it. Her finger had picked up the pace and I felt myself edging toward a good release when she pulled out her finger and let go of my clit. Sitting up she patted my mound "We need to save your orgasms for later, Baby."

I let out a long groan. It was just like her to get me going, only to stop. One of these days I would hold her back, but I just didn't have it in me to deprive another of pleasure. Kitten was definitely a PT (pussy teaser). Shaking my head as I pulled back out onto the road to continue on our way. Nope, Kitten was a teaser all together – DT or PT – she liked to heat all up.

As I turned on a narrow road that wound up the hillside I noticed that even the wild life on either side of the car seemed to be well manicured. When we came around the fourth switchback a gate came into view, and I pulled over to the side of the road. I couldn't see much past the gate. The sky had been filling with clouds since we left the Academy. The pending stormed seem closer. A crack of lightening illuminated a building in the distance and I jumped when the thunder quickly followed. Rolling up the window I turned to kitten, "That's the house?"

"Yep, that's the one. I saw it a few years ago for the first time…"

CHAPTER 4

Kitten pulled me into her arms and asked me, "Do you want to hear of my first visit to Sir Brendan's, baby?"

I nodded and she began.

"I inquired as we stopped here in front of this wrought iron gate. 'Is this our destination Master?'

"'Yes, Kitten, and it will be an evening we will both enjoy.' He replied punching in the code to gain entrance. I could make out a large stone mansion at the end of the oak tree lined drive. He went on to add, 'I know this is something you've fantasized about and I want the full impact of the evening to be a treat, with no preconceived notions about what's in store for you.'

"The car came to a halt at the mansion's front entrance. Three circular stone steps led up to a set of large double doors. Master moved to my door, opened it and extended his hand to help me out into the cool fall evening. I was dressed in a red silk wrap around blouse, black leather mini skirt black garters and hose, set off by red leather over the calf fold top boots.

"As I stood awaiting his next command, he ran his hand under my skirt and passed his fingers lightly over my shaved pussy, then back to my plump heart shaped ass."

She giggled then, "I was so excited, I started to roll my hips as his fingers returned to the front of my body and started to massage my clit. He watched my face become a mask of sensuous longing as his fingers worked their magic. I had belonged to him for quite a while. He had become very familiar with my body and took great delight in the movements and responses he could elicit.

" 'Just a little appetizer,' he told me. 'Go to the door and ring the bell.' I complied.

"The double doors swung open and a large, very athletic man in a formal butler's cut-away uniform greeted us. I was really impressed by his size. He was about six foot five and around two hundred thirty-five pounds. I remember musing; this was a man that could make me feel petit.

" 'Host Sir Brendan will greet you in the Great Room. Please walk this way.' We entered a well-lit room with sumptuous furnishings, and a welcome fire in the handsome marble fireplace.

"Sir Brendan rose from a large over stuffed sofa to greet us. 'A pleasure to see you again,' he said to Master and they shook hands. Sir Brendan looked at me with an expression I could not quiet define. He appeared to be appraising me, but there was more behind it.

" 'I would like to present my slave, Kitten," Master said, as he indicated the gold "K" on the two inch wide black collar around my neck. Master motioned with his right hand and I placed my hands on my head and turned around for them, making four ninety-degree pivots to my right. He would often use hand signals as well as commands, saying "A slave should be totally aware of her Master's every demand'.

"I stole a glance at Sir Brendan. He is of average height and build, about five foot ten and one hundred seventy-five pounds. He was dressed in a blue silk shirt, gray wool slacks, and black leather boots. He offered us some hundred-year-old brandy and joined us, by offering a toast 'To a night of firsts,' he said. This puzzled me, but I raised my glass and tasted the drink. The brandy traced a warm pleasant trail down my throat as I sipped it.

" 'Let's go to the workout room.' Sir Brendan suggested and we descended a spiral staircase down to the next level, the workout room came into view. The lighting was indirect and it took several seconds for my eyes to focus on the various pieces of equipment throughout the slate-floored room with its stone walls. There was a padded whipping block in the center of the room with two sets of stirrups at the top and bottom of each corner. Chains hung from the beams at numerous locations, recessed rings in the floor, a pillory, three whipping poles, a large gymnastic vaulting horse, a bondage/whipping cross on either side of the fireplace, and a large one armed sofa exactly like the one upstairs. There were large upholstered benches against two of the walls."

Kitten slid one hand up my skirt to roll my clit and the other cupped and squeezed my breast.

" 'What do you think of my little gymnasium my dear?' Sir Brendan asked.

"I'm not the least bit disappointed," I replied.

"I have talked to your Master on several occasions and we decided to help you satisfy a longing you've had for some time."

"I looked at Master. He smiled and motioned for me to sit beside him. My skirt rose to expose the tops of my black garter hose. I moved to pull my skirt down but Master stopped me. Sir Brendan reached over and pushed a button on the wall as he remarked, 'You are quite exquisite, my dear."

Several seconds later the butler descended the steps. He was naked. I watch his muscular body ripple as he knelt in front of Sir Brendan and licked his boots. 'This is Cunt,' Sir Brendan said. "I use him like a cunt and treat him like one. Did you lay out the proper outfit?"

" 'Yes, Sir," he said, his face still pressed against the black boots.

" 'Good. Now entertain our guests while I go and change."

"What form, Sir?" he asked, and was told to perform the 'infinity circle', and Sir Brendan was gone.

"Cunt moved to the couch and sat beside me. He was only partially erect. After several moments of stroking himself, he had an erection I knew to be over ten inches long and quite thick. I know I licked my lips as he circled the base with his right hand and cradled his balls with his left. The long thick cock pointed directly toward the ceiling. He drew in his stomach and bent at the waist and neck.

"Then to Master's amazement and my delight he took four to five inches of his penis into his mouth and began to auto fellate himself. I was transfixed by his feat. All I could do was stare at the spectacle before me. My breathing became quite rapid, and I tried to slip my hand under my skirt, but Master patted it away. I couldn't take my eyes off the man beside me.

"Let me hold it," I whispered hoarsely. He let go and I grasped the base of the shaft with both hands. I could feel it throbbing and pulsing as he worked it harder and harder with his mouth. Just then Sir Brendan's voice cut through our erotic reverie.

"I jumped and pulled my hands away as he said, 'You weren't going to cum with out permission were you, Cunt?' Cunt abruptly stopped and sat bolt upright.

" 'No, no Sir', came his shaky reply and his penis rapidly deflated.

"Sir Brendan snapped his fingers and Cunt scurried on his knees to the bench on the far wall and pushed the seat open with his mouth to reveal a storage area. He plunged his head into it and emerged with a large well made strap-on dildo between his lips. The straps were strong and well made with a ten-inch realistic latex cock protruding from it, a replica of the original on cunt. He crawled back to the sofa and placed it at Sir Brendan's feet. He then made several more trips back to the bench for a riding crop two punishment straps (one short, one long). A heavy braided leather cat, quirts, restraints, and various chrome snap clips. He stopped, panting at Sir Brendan's feet and looked up for approval.

" 'You finished well within the usual time limit.' he told Cunt and a small smile of accomplishment began to appear on his face, but it became a look of total dejection when Sir Brendan said, 'I don't see any canes, do I?' He delivered a ringing smack to his slave's upturned face and I gasped. 'Tell our guest what that means, you worthless little slut.'

" 'No limits during this session,' he uttered weakly before he crawled back to the still open storage bench. He had begun to whimper when he was reprimanded again. At last he located three canes and as he crawled back he began to sob openly.

" 'You know what's in store for you don't you, you little bitch," smirked Sir Brendan. He placed the canes at Sir Brendan's feet and fervently resumed tonguing the boots.

"Sir Brendan was dressed head to toe in rich soft leather; a tailored black leather shirt and cut-away jeans held up by chrome studded red leather suspenders. There were two zippers on the front of the jeans one each from just inside the suspender and attachment to beneath his crotch to form a chrome V. A pair of dark black riding boots with spurs completed the outfit.

"He barked a command for Cunt to get the short punishment strap. It had a stiff polished leather T handle to which was attached a double over spanking strap eighteen inches long by four inches wide.

" 'Ups and downs,' he said to him and Cunt crawled to the whipping block in the center of the floor, raised his upper body and placed his hands on the block. He was kneeling on the floor facing us his torso and arms were parallel to the floor. His eyes blinked rapidly as his face betrayed the fear in his mind. Sir Brendan raised the strap and let it hover behind his right shoulder, letting the anticipation build.

"Just as the kneeling figure emitted a sob, he walloped the muscular buttocks with an ear-splitting stroke and followed it at once with a second stroke and applied, in all, ten heavy cuts. I had slipped my hand into Master's and was squeezing it tight.

"The instant the tenth stroke was given, Cunt vaulted up on top of the block and knelt on the side closest to the sofa, his hands on the opposite side. The ten initial strokes had been given across the middle of Cunt's bottom, and Sir Brendan's skill was such, there appeared to be only a single four inch wide red band, all ten had been delivered in exactly the same area.

"While his subject was kneeling on the block, Sir Brendan worked ten additional blistering shots down the left thigh from the creases to just above the knee. The openly crying servant dropped back to the floor and received a second dose of ten on his smarting ass. They were applied just above the initial ten. Back up on the top, Sir Brendan changed sides to prove he was quite proficient with his left arm as well, as he worked the right thigh top to bottom. Returning to the bottom of the block, Cunt's ass received its third dose of ten just below the first ten. His entire ass was a bright pink. Up on top of the block again, Sir Brendan moved in directly behind him and applied a set of five stingers to each outer thigh. With Cunt back on the floor, Sir Brendan stepped back a bit to bring the punishing leather across the cheek nearest him with the tip curling into the crevice between the reddening buttocks."

I could feel the heat in my ass as she told me, and I wiggled under her hands. "You okay, Baby?" she asked, "I think you're starting to see why Master asked you not to go in without him."

All I could do was nod in reply.

CHAPTER 5

"I was amazed at the skill shown by Sir Brendan, and the ferocity of the strokes that painted Cunt's ass and thighs a very angry red. Each one brought low grunts and yelps from the slave's throat. I lost track of how many ups and downs had occurred as Sir Brendan obviously enjoyed his slaves contortions, then finally brought the flogging to a conclusion with twenty-five of the hardest strokes I had ever seen. He made Cunt count these out loud.

" 'Relax and compose yourself,' he told the quivering figure before us, and at once he fell on his left side facing the couch. His breathing was rapid, but he regained his composure quickly. I, of course, noticed his cock was rock hard and pulsing, just as it had been when he was sucking himself. I said to him, 'You enjoyed taking it as much as he enjoyed giving it to you.' Cunt didn't reply, only rolled onto his back, his still hard cock stretched out over his well-muscled stomach.

" 'Believe me,' I continued, 'I know the feeling.'

"Master smiled at this remark and ordered me to strip down to just my garter and hose, and to obey Sir Brendan's instructions to the letter. This sent a shudder of fear through me, but I did as instructed. Clad only in my garter and hose, I turned to face Sir Brendan who said, 'Don't be frightened, my dear. I give you my word, you will have only fond memories of your experience here this evening."

"I tried to relax and turned my attention back to the male figure on the floor. His cock was still rigidly erect and pulsing with each heartbeat. Sir Brendan told me to put my hands on my head as he snapped his fingers at Cunt to pick up the strap-on dildo. He crawled over to me and proceeded to put the strap-on on me, clinching the three leather straps snug, one around my waist and one around each thigh. When he moved away from me I could see a thick ten-inch life like latex cock protruding from my groin. I reached out to stroke it and as I ran my hand down to the base I felt the dildo's dimpled rubber area covering my clit.

"Cunt was told to lubricate it, he opened his mouth and drew the first six inches into it and moved his mouth up and down on that portion of my "cock." Sir Brendan stepped beside us, placing his hand on the back of the kneeling man's head, shoving the entire ten inches into his mouth. I watch wide-eyed as my 'cock' disappeared into the very experienced mouth.

"As I gazed down, all I could see were his eyes looking back at me and the top of his head. I rolled my hips back until just the tip remained in his eager mouth. He rapidly drew several breaths to replenish his lungs then closed his distended mouth on my "cock" once more."

Kitten pressed her lips against my temple, "Oh, Baby, the power you feel is a rush." She slid her finger into my cunt as she continued, "I smiled in anticipation, grabbed a handful of his thick black hair and thrust my "cock" into his waiting mouth. After about six inches slide over his tongue, the head strikes his gullet before it wedged its way down his throat till the entire ten inches disappeared in his mouth. I now understand why the dimpled surface covered my clit. Each time the head of my 'cock' wedged its way past his tonsils prior to sliding into the hilt, the little rubber massaged my slippery throbbing." She giggled, "Little man in the boat."

I let out a giggle to match, "That's cute, I have never heard it called that before."

"I'm not sure where I got it from, but let me tell you, the sensation sent shudders through my body. I grabbed a second handful of his hair completely immobilizing his head and began to 'fuck his face.' As I stared at my 'cock' roughly thrusting back and forth into his submissive mouth, I watched his mouth work as his eyes again locked on mine. They were asking, 'Is this pleasing you? Can I do more for you?' I understood why Master had me look at him while I orally serviced him.

"I look over to where Master was seated. He was slowly stroking his fully erect penis protruding from his fly. The expression on his face was pure lust – raw sexual energy. I returned my attention to the business at hand and thrust the dildo faster and faster into Cunt's mouth. I made little mewing sounds low in my throat as I drove myself to orgasm."

I felt Kitten's heart beat against my cheek. Her breathing was as rapid as mine, and her finger was pumping quickly in and out of my cunt. I teetered on the edge, when she whispered, "Don't cum, Baby," and I groaned. Shifting, I tried to dislodge her hands, but she held me tight. "No, Baby, you are not going to close up shop now, I've just started telling the story, you will have to wait for Master to cum, you know you haven't received permission. Trust me in this. Do not cum, or what happens in there," she raised her chin toward the mansion, "may be more then you would care for." My body shuddered hard and I felt some of the edge dissipate.

CHAPTER 6

Kitten continued, "Just then, Sir Brendan pulled Cunt's head back, and off my plastic appendage. I moaned and begged "More, please, more." Master stood and fixed me with a stare and I suddenly realized I hadn't received permission to cum, and knowing what the punishment would have been, I gratefully wound myself down.

"Master had removed his clothing and was sitting back on the sofa. Sir Brendan pointed to Master. Cunt crawled to him and engulfed his stiff penis with his well-used mouth. I almost faint at the sight of the mouth I had just watched suck my "cock" moments before, now full of my Master's cock.

"I watched his hips thrust up to the clinging warm mouth again and again, as his hard shaft drove him balls deep into that eager mouth.

"Sir Brendan instructed me to get on my knees behind Cunt. I was somewhat reluctant to do so, for it meant loosing view of Cunt's mouth being fucked by Master's dick. But I did as I was told. Cunt was still eagerly sucking the stiff cock, as Sir Brendan knelt beside him, he looked at me and smiled, then reached out and spread Cunt's cheeks.

"I didn't have to be told what to do next. I placed the still moist head of my dildo against the open defenseless anus and with a small movement of my hips lodge the head in Cunt's ass. He moaned in protest as I gently, with almost imperceptible movement of my hips, entered him. My excitement level rose as I moved my knees a little closer to the kneeling figure in front of me, and with a single savage motion drove the entire ten inches into the stretched anus at my disposal. He tried to scream, but Master's cock slamming into his throat cut it off. I ground my hips against his ass and he thrashed under me trying to dislodge the cock buried in his bottom. His efforts were futile. 'You've got him airtight now,' gloated Sir Brendan. 'Give him a real fucking.'

"I reach forward and wound my fingers around Cunt's hair again immobilizing his head so Master could sit and enjoy the spectacle playing out in front of him. I slammed into Cunt's ass with thrust after heavy thrust, coordinating my rhythm with Master's.

"The massaging of the rubber dimples on the dildo were driving me to an inexorably heavy-duty climax. The tightness of Cunt's asshole gripped my cock with a delightful friction on both the in and out strokes. Master was deep fucking Cunt's mouth. As I watched, I was pleased to see him lean his head back on the sofa and stretch his arms out to either side as he worked his cock in and out of cunt's mouth.

"My breathing was hoarse and ragged as the tingling began to build in my core. The gurgling and sucking sounds coming from Cunt's mouth pushed me over the edge. I watched as Master groaned and began to empty his balls into Cunt's waiting mouth, and I was grateful we were climaxing together. As the waves of pleasure became more intense I grew weaker until I collapsed on Cunt's twitching form.

"After several moments I raised my head and watched as Master milked down the remaining drops of his cum into Cunt's grateful mouth.

"I pushed myself off Cunt's back and slowly withdrew my 'cock' from his ass. It made a slight sucking sound as it sprang free.

"Sir Brendan removed the strap-on and I sat contentedly on the floor to the right of my Master, my head resting on his right thigh, as he slowly stroked my hair.

"It really had been a night of firsts," Kitten sighed, "and much to my delight he told me there was more to be accomplished. You do see, Baby, the difference in this place, and our home and Master."

"Yes, Kitten, I do. It's rougher, more raw. The punishments are harder too, is that what you are getting at?"

"It's a start. Do you wish me to continue with what happened there? I believe you need to know what you might be walking into." She laughed. "But not knowing can be very interesting." Her hand squeezed my breast hard before wrapping her fingers around my nip and pulling it toward her.

"Kitten, I would like to hear more," I said. "Would you please continue." She had learned my level, what buttons to push to get me wet the fastest. Just a bit of pain on my nipple and I was putty in her hands. She leaned her seat back and patted her lap, "Come straddle me."

I rose to my knees, and as I moved to place one leg over her body, her finger was there to meet me. I lowered my leg along with my cunt on her waiting finger. She still had my nip firmly between her fingers, pulling me down so my weight was completely on her body.

"There can be much pleasure behind those walls for you, Baby, or there can be pain. If you were to go into that house without Master you would be consenting to Sir Brendan. You do understand that?"

"No, I don't, would you please explain that to me."

Kitten pointed above the double gate to the arch, "Can you read that?"

"No" I said looking up to see Sir Brendan's name in dark bronze with "EGO IPSE DOMINUS ACCESSI DESERVIO ERUS" under it, "I knows its Latin, what does it say?"

"Sir Brendan, I myself Master, enter to be a slave to the Owner. All that enter belong to him unless they are with their Master."

"Well it doesn't count, I don't know Latin. If you hadn't told me I wouldn't have known."

"That's true, but I am with you and I know Sir Brendan's motto. If we were to go in there without Master we would be giving ourselves to Sir Brendan. That is why Master specifically said do not go in."

"Ah," I said, as it suddenly sank in. Sometimes I felt you had to beat the idea into my head, and I giggled. "Okay, no going in without Master. So, Sir Brendan is one tough Master. He sounds like he's very heavy handed."

"He's very heavy handed." She pulled me forward by my nip and kissed me. "You would be a tempting morsel on Sir Brendan's plate, Baby. The no limit rule would follow you in, who knows you may still be, even with Master here."

CHAPTER 7

"Now where was I? Oh, yes, I was on the floor at Master's side. He rose and walked over to step beneath a set of chains hanging from a heavy ceiling beam, and motioned for me to join him. I was instructed to go to the storage bench and bring him a set of wrist and ankle restraints and four heavy double snap clips. I retrieved those items with great anticipation, for my submissive nature was yearning for Masters attention.

"Doing what I did to Cunt was a most enjoyable experience and I understood these things from a dominant point of view. I knew it would help me to better service my Master in the future.

"However, I was aware I had enjoyed it a little too much, I had cum without permission and like a naughty girl I was due to be punished. The white leather fur lined restraints were attached to my wrists and ankles."

I could feel myself getting hotter and hotter as Kitten laid out the scene before me. I wiggled over her finger, hanging on her every word. I asked, "Then what happened?"

"He stretched my arms upward to the waiting chains and snapped them securely in place. He spread my legs so my arms were pulled taut and clipped the ankle cuffs into two-recessed floor rings.

"As the last clip was snapped into place I shuddered with the delicious sensation that I was totally vulnerable to my Master's every whim. He was standing at my left side and brushing my hardened nipples with his left hand. He placed his right hand on the back of my neck and started to run his fingers slowly down my spine. I turned my face toward him and tried to kiss him; he remained just out of reach. His eyes were piercing mine with that look I knew could see into the very core of my being, I knew I could hide nothing from Him.

"Suddenly his mouth covered mine, moaning, I opened to meet his tongue. I futilely strain against my bonds. The only part of my body I could move was my hips, slightly forward and backward several inches. The overpowering sensation of total subservience invaded both my mind and physical being. He twisted his left hand in my hair and pulled my mouth from his. My breathing was ragged and my body was flushed. 'Use me, use me,' I pleaded. With his right thumb and forefinger he grasped my left nipple and squeezed it tightly for several moments as his left hand applied several ringing smacks to both my plump buttocks. My chains clinked in protest as I reacted to the sharp stinging pain, then relax as its warmth spread throughout my torso. Both buttocks bore several clearly defined handprints."

"I love when Master had me tightly bound, Kitten. To feel vulnerable and safe at the same time is an experience I have only felt with Master."

"It is a wondrous sensation, candy for the senses."

"Yes that describes it nicely." I giggled. "The endorphin high that follows is pretty cool too." I was doing slow steady strokes up and down her finger. "So, did he whip you then?"

"Soon, Baby, soon. What happened next was, Sir Brendan saying. 'Let's add a little more spice to the mix,' as he pressed the button on the wall.

"Two women descend the stairs, each carrying a serving tray, one with canapes, cheeses and cut fruits, the other with several bottles of wine and short stemmed goblets. Both were clad in red leather busters with their large, full nipple breasts totally exposed, as were their shaved pussies. As they approached me, I realized they were twins, exact in every detail but their hair. One pageboy cut was coal black, the other silver blond. After serving Sir Brendan and Master they knelt, awaiting instructions.

" 'Get him ready for suspension,' he said' motioning toward a completely composed Cunt. The blond opened the other storage bench, withdrew a heavy leather harness, and they begin to strap Cunt into it.

"Master fed me several of the caviar canapes and allowed me a sip of the white wine. I lovingly kissed his hand, grateful for His attention.

"The twins were finished trussing up Cunt's harness; he had inter-connected straps around his wrists, biceps, thighs, and torso. Sir Brendan moved to a spot ten feet in front of where I was tethered, took a small remote control device from a pocket and pressed a red button, causing a chain with two chrome rings attached to descend from the darkness of an alcove in the ceiling. He motioned for Cunt to raise his arms, then snap clipped the wrist straps to the bright rings. He then pressed the blue button on the remote control to raise Cunt's body until his feet are barely touching the floor. Sir Brendan picked up the heavy braided cat and smiled at his helpless slave. He pushed the leather-covered handle of the whip into cunt's mouth and studied him while pulling on a pair of skintight leather gloves. Cunt watched him with terror filled eyes.

"Sir Brendan turned toward the twins and gestured with a slight nod at me. They immediately crawled over to me. The blond knelt in front of me and pressed her mouth to my moist pussy. I was amazed at the skill and intensity level she displayed. The second twin knelt behind me and reached between my splayed legs, spreading my pussy so her sister could provide even more stimulation. As the blond's tongue rolled up and down on my swollen clit, she slid her hands around my hips, grasped my ass cheeks and kneaded them for several seconds, then pried them apart. Her sister began a very sensuous flat tongue rimming. I drew in my breath with a slow hiss of pleasure. I still felt the tingle that remained from the brief spanking Master had administered, mixing with the sensation of the two skilled tongues working my body.

"I couldn't decide which of the mouths I liked best and I was rocking my hips forward onto one mouth then backward onto the other with complete abandon."

I could feel myself starting to float, and I reached for Kitten's arm, moaning, "Please" trying very hard not to go over the edge.

Kitten pulled my nipple hard and backed out, "No!" I started whimpering and immediately bit my lip. I lifted slowly up and off Kitten's finger. "I have to stop, Kitten, or I will cum." I moved back to the driver's seat and put both hands on the wheel looking ahead at the mansion, in the twilight. "Please continue, Kitten."

"Poor Baby, so used," she chuckled as she ran her fingers through my hair.

"Sir Brendan removed the whip from Cunt's mouth and slowly shook it out as he moved behind him. In one sweeping motion he drew back the cat and brought it down on the quivering form in front of him. The sound of leather striking flesh snapped my eyes open wider, and I watched Sir Brendan whip his slave in earnest; twenty across the buttocks, fifteen on each thigh. He sent six heavy cuts winding into the right ribcage. He then concentrated on the well-muscled shoulders. Each stroke drew a plaintive yelp from his subject.

"I watch transfixed as the dual tongues probed my orifices giving me physical and visual stimulation. Sir Brendan flogged on. Cunt's back, buttocks, and thighs were covered with braided welts. He had stopped crying and his face had a look of determination that said I can take more then you're will to give. Sir Brendan was breathing hard, and dropped the whip to the floor. He pushed the button on the remote and Cunt was raised three feet off the floor. He had an enormous erection which was level with Sir Brendan's mouth as his body swung from the chain. He grabbed Cunt's hips and pulled him forward opening his mouth, and engulfed the entire length of the rock hard cock. Cunt groaned in ecstasy. Sir Brendan pushed him back until just the head was in his mouth, then yanked him forward until Cunt's balls were resting against his chin.

"I watched the muscles of Sir Brendan's throat convulse each time he pulled Cunt's body forward and the cock disappeared into his mouth. I couldn't remember ever being that turned on. I wondered how much more I could stand. I was grinding my hips, seeking both tongues, my gaze glued to the highly erotic scene in front of me. Master stood to my left side and again he kissed me hungrily. I was happy to see his deer skin whip dangling from his right hand. I gave him a pleading look.

"Master told me, 'Be careful what you wish for. You may get it.' He stepped back and brought a heavy stroke down across my back, then another, and yet again. The pain of these initial strokes stunned my senses. I turn to look at Master. His gaze pierced my psyche and he said, 'I love whipping you. Not to punish or discipline you. It gives me pleasure,' and he began to give me a heavy rhythmic whipping, stroke after stroke. My back was being painted pink; they turn to red marks. I looked back at Sir Brendan sucking Cunt's stiff cock. All the sensations start to melt into one. Never has the sting of a whipping been so delicious to me. Master whipped me harder and harder, driving me toward my second orgasm of the night. I heard Cunt groan loudly as he emptied his balls into Sir Brendan's waiting mouth.

"Master whipped me with great skill and pleasure. He punctuated every stroke with the command 'Cum'. I lost all control, every fiber of my body tingled with anticipation and I screamed out with an intensity I never knew existed. The whip was a blur in Master's hand. The twins' tongues probed deeply, and when the initial wave of my orgasm engulfed my body, I sobbed with joy as wave after wave of completion wash over me.

"As my head lolled forward I slowly opened my eyes and glanced down at the blond twin on her knees, and saw in her eyes the joy of a slave serving her Master's wishes. The angelic face was covered with my juices."

As Kitten told me her tale, I felt every lick of their tongues and every lash of the whip. I was so close to the edge. My heart was in my heat. My nether lips were swollen with need. I looked at the time. Crap! It would be at least another hour before Master got here. I was not sure I would be able to hold on that long. I looked over at Kitten to see a smile covering her face.

"The endorphins were running through every fiber of my being, Baby. I had never felt more alive then I did at that moment."

"Kitten, I don't know if I'll be able to wait for Master. Would it be okay if I called and asked him?"

"No. You will just have to wait. If Master wishes to talk to you, he'll call. Anyway I like that flush on your cheeks, even in the little illumination from the lights on the gate, I can see it clearly on your face."

"I feel paralyzed in my need, Kitten. If I move a muscle I'll have an orgasm, no matter how hard I try not too."

"I do not wish you to cum yet. Master did not give you permission to cum. If you do before Master gets here, I'll take you into the mansion."

My head snapped around to look at her. "You wouldn't. Master said I wasn't to go in there, even if I was invited."

"Yes, that's true, but Master gave you into my charge before he left. Therefore, if you have an orgasm, my punishment to you will be to take you in before Master gets here. I have given you a verbal warning. Master will not hold it against you for not following orders."

I was gulping for air as I turned back to stare at the mansion.

CHAPTER 8

She let her arm drop to her lap and returned to her story. "Sir Brendan snapped his fingers and motioned for the twins to kneel in front of the sofa.

"Master released my bonds and I literally swooned into his arms. He sat me on the floor at his feet and I rested my head on his thigh and he stroked my hair.

"Sir Brendan pushed the blue button on the remote and lowered Cunt's drained body to the floor.

" 'Help him extricate himself,' Master instructed me.

"I blinked. It didn't register at first, then with great effort I moved to his limp form and began to unbuckle the myriad of straps from the various parts of his body. He moaned and I reachd out and stroked his impressive cock back to life.

"Please don't," he pleaded, "I need specific permission to have sex with anyone other than Sir Brendan."

"I look over to the couch as the twins responded to a barely discernable signal from Sir Brendan and they begin to suck Master's and Sir Brendan's still erect cocks.

"What stamina," I said.

" 'I've trained these two sluts for the past nine years. They answered my ad looking for females who wanted to be trained for specialization in oral servitude. When they first got here they couldn't last more than twenty minutes.' Sir Brendan looked down at the blacked hair twin and asked, 'How long can you give pleasure with your mouth now?' She took her mouth off his erection and said, 'Hours and hours, Sir.' He put the same question to the blond. 'Longer than she can,' comes the defiant reply.

"The twins returned to their task and both cocks were being 'deep throated' with ease, though in different styles. Master had his fingers interlaced behind the blonde's head holding it in place and was furiously pistoning his thick hard cock into her willing mouth. In contrast to Sir Brendan who was sitting quite still, while the black haired twin drove her mouth down to the base of his cock, and with her left hand pushed his balls up and dicked them with the length of his cock lodged in her throat. She withdrew till just the head of his large cock was ensconced in her warm sucking mouth and she ran her tongue around the head for several seconds then slammed her mouth down again to the very base of his erection.

"I viewed this scene and smiled to myself, I'm better then both of them."

"Sir Brendan was becoming much more animated and he grabbed two handsful of hair and ground his cock down her throat. He climaxed with a series of thrusts and moans. He relaxed and the black haired twin sucked his deflating cock, literally nursing on it. He looked at Cunt and smirked, "See. Now, that's a real blow job"

"I hate those two bitches," Cunt whispered to me. I was concentrating on Master as he approached his climax. He instructed the blond to open her mouth and stick out her tongue, on which he rested the head of his swollen cock.

"She gently massaged his balls with her left hand and he watched his seamen shoot into her open mouth. He groaned and everyone could see his cock emptying itself with spurt after spurt into her delighted mouth. When he was done, he rammed his cock back into her mouth and forced the sticky mess down her throat. He stroked deeply several more times before withdrawing. Once more she was instructed to stick out her tongue. She did so and he milked down and wiped off the remnants of his load on her tongue, which she was instructed to swallow.

"Sir Brendan continued his dissertation on the twins' progress. 'Jean and Elaine are the benefactors of a very intense and rigorous training regimen, that has lasted for years. After a first meeting for lunch in a restaurant on a Thursday, they pleaded for an audition the following weekend. They arrived by taxicab at 6:00pm the next Friday. As they stepped inside my foyer they were dressed in full length rain coats which they removed at once to reveal their nudity and that they had the ability to follow basic instructions. I had them face each other and placed two sets of nipple clamps on them. The nipples of one where attached by chain to the nipples of the other. I then gave them fifty strokes each with a medium weight cat on their bottoms; both were in tears before the tenth stroke.

" 'I then had them move down here still clipped together. Their first lesson in moving in unison. I put them on their knees in front of the sofa here and blindfolded them and left them here.

" 'I called an old friend and asked him if he was interested in helping me with a training session. He wasn't available till about 9:00pm and they remained kneeling with blindfolds in place for the next two and a half hours, occasionally sobbing and whimpering. When they endured that situation without speaking or breaking position I knew they were what I had been looking for.

" 'When James arrived he knew exactly what I wanted him to do. He has an exceptional thick cock and can stay hard for hours. They were instructed to remove their blindfolds. Jean did at once, but Elaine froze and started to sob, James picked up the cat and began a very workman like flogging. After six strokes she ripped the blindfold off and held it up for him to see, but the whipping continued unabated. 'It's off. It's off,' she screamed.

James grabbed her hair and said, "Too late my little slut. You do what you're told when you're told to do it, or discipline is instantaneous and severe. A whipping will always be a minimum – that's a minimum of sixty – but it will almost always be a hundred or more. Now you've fifty-one more coming and I'm going to enjoy giving them to you.

" 'Jean stared at her sister as James flogged her with heavy strokes painting her back a bright deep pink. When he finished he sat in front of her. She was sobbing and on the verge of losing control. James wrapped the strands of the whip around her neck and pulled her closer to him and told her if she didn't get it together right then and there he was going to give her a hundred and sixty more.

" 'Her sobs subsided as she fought to regain control of her body. Finally she had herself in the proper mindset.

" 'Now let's get to the business at hand,' I said. 'You answered an ad that said you are interested in oral servitude. This is going to be your first taste of what's in store for you. No pun intended, start sucking.

" 'We were both impressed at the energy level, they could deep throat without much effort, and they truly enjoyed what they were doing, but at about fifteen minutes they began to tire noticeably and at eighteen minutes they could only go through the motions.

" 'It's really amazing how far they have progressed, right Elaine?' 'Uh huh,' came her muffled reply. 'Tell them about your graduation Elaine.'

" 'Graduation?' I inquired.

" 'Yes, after which we could come and go as we pleased, we have cars and credit cards available to us, we can even date."

" 'You can just get in the car and leave, go anywhere you want?' I asked.

" 'Who would want to?' said Elaine. 'We're living our fantasy dream world. How many people can say that? We go on vacations, sometimes together, or separately. But we would never want to leave Sir Brendan.'

"I could feel this wasn't said for effect, the twins existing as sexual/submissive beings were as truly contented as they could possibly be living there."

CHAPTER 9

"Yes, Sir" replied Elaine. "After more then two and half years of forced and voluntary oral sex on males and females, of being whipped at least twice a day, of being held in bondage for hours on end, we had progressed to the point where Sir Brendan felt we could try to 'Graduate'.

" 'Sir Brendan invited five couples for a Friday evening; they were to be my 'Final' exam. There was a lesbian couple, a gay male couple and three hetero couples. Sir Brendan had Cunt place five love seats in a circle around the whipping block in the center of the floor.'

"She sat holding Sir Brendan's dick in her hand, stroking it lovingly with her fingers as she continued.

" 'After being served a gourmet dinner they came down here and each couple occupied a love seat. I was led into the circle in a royal blue satin cape and introduced to each couple. I was then led to the foot of the whipping block. Sir Brendan removed my cape to reveal my nude body. I hadn't been disciplined for a week so there were no marks on my body, a blank canvass so to speak. Sir Brendan told Cunt to strap my knees to the corners at the base of the block, he then bent me over the block and strapped my wrists to the far end and I was totally immobilized, completely vulnerable. Sir Brendan picked out a stiff leather oval paddle with a six-inch handle and stood behind and just to the left of my quivering body. As I looked about the room I could see various expressions of anticipation.' She said with a kiss to Sir Brendan's cock.

" 'He rubbed his hand over her head. "Yes all were very eager to have Elaine's mouth on them. Continue."'"

Cunt just grunted as she went on to say, "Sir Brendan didn't let them down. The stiff leather exploded against my ass on the right cheek. He hesitated several seconds, just as the pain had reached its apex before he applied the next one on my left cheek. Several seconds later he cracked a stinging swat across both cheeks. He continued this pattern, left, right, both with a clock like precision. Just when I began to anticipate where the next one would fall he gave me eleven in a row across both cheeks, then five on my left side, eight more across the center, three on my left side and the final twenty six on my left cheek. One hundred strokes in all.

" 'I was freed from my bonds and instructed to crawl over to the couple that was directly in front of the block. They had obviously enjoyed watching Sir Brendan lay it on me because the husband's thick cock was protruding from his open fly, but before I got to him his wife grabbed me and pulled me over to kneel between her legs."

Kitten reached over and rubbed my arm. "I remember as she told her story, I could feel the bite of the paddle on my ass and I reached over and gabbed Cunt's cock. Even though he did not care for her, he was being turned on by her story too.

"Elaine went on to say, 'She had on a wrap around skirt and drew it open to expose the most hirsute pussy I'd ever seen. She spread herself with forefinger and middle finger of her right hand and pulled my face against her crotch with her left. After a while she used both hands to give me greater access to her clit and pussy. She sat there watching me roll my tongue on her clit with detached satisfaction.

" 'Suddenly her husband's left hand was on the back of my head and she was grinding herself against my obliging mouth. She climaxed with a series of short little jabs of her pussy against my face.

" 'The husband then pulled me over to his exposed cock ramming the entire length of it down my waiting throat. He had the same detached look on his face. I worked him vigorously with my mouth and tongue and suddenly, he was shooting his load in my mouth. It caught me by surprise, but I manage to swallow it all."

I felt the heat on my rear as my heart pumped along at a very fast rate. My nether lips were swollen and throbbing to each beat of my heart. I leaned over and rested my head on Kitten's very ample breasts, nuzzling them as she continued her story. A nice feeling of impending ecstasy flowed through my body.

CHAPTER 10

Kitten kissed the back of my head, and went on. "I looked up at Sir Brendan to see him watching me finger Cunt's shaft. He smiled and nodded his approval. Cunt was squirming as I squeezed and stroked his dick. I wanted to make him cum. I wanted to push his limits. I knew he had been with Sir Brendan a long time and considered himself the ultimate male slave, strong and sure in his submission to Sir Brendan's will. I wanted to control him. I had gotten a taste of it when I was fucking his ass and found I liked it a lot. It had been my first time at feeling the heady flavor of dominance. I squeezed his dick harder and he wrapped his fingers around my wrist.

"Sir Brendan barked, 'No!' and Cunt released it. 'You may not cum, Cunt. Kitten, you may do whatever you wish as Elaine relates her story.' He fluffed her hair, 'Go on my dear.'"

Kitten giggled, "I do believe Sir Brendan liked to egg Cunt on. I let go of his cock and reached down to doughnut his balls, pulling down. He moaned and shifted to give me more access to his genitals.

"Elaine smiled as she continued, 'Thirty seconds later I was strapped over the block again and Sir Brendan was flogging me with the three-foot long quirt. The leather thong cracked across my already reddened ass, painting lines of fire behind my eyes and raising welts wherever it struck. When he had finished with my second group of one hundred, it was on to the lesbian couple. The dark hair dominant partner told me to make her femine come first. 'Because I'm going to make you work for mine.' The short slim blond femine stripped naked and stood in front of me and spread herself, already on my knees I simply leaned forward several inches and sucked her tiny clit into my mouth. She was small and thin, I opened my mouth and sucked almost her entire cunt into it. I felt her body shake after only several minutes. She worked her crotch against my face and experienced a really moist climax.

" 'As I turned toward the dark hair partner and she told me 'Get ready to work sweetie,' she placed both her hands on her shaved pussy lips and spread them wide. Her pussy flesh was very light pink except her clit, which was a dark red protrusion throbbing in the light. She gave me instructions. 'Now sweetie, your tongue round and round the clit real slow.'

" 'I followed her instruction to the letter and moved my hands to relieve hers and was rewarded with a ringing slap in the face and the admonition, 'The only parts of your body permitted to touch mine are your face, tongue and lips. Do you understand me?'

" 'Yes Mistress.' I replied and resumed my oral service.

" 'She instructed where, when, how hard, and how rapidly to use my tongue. She was true to her word. I really had to work hard to make her climax, but climax she did.

" 'Back to the block for one hundred with the two foot long doubled punishment strap, one of Sir Brendan's favorites. He's a real artist with it. I was given fifty on each thigh alternating various numbers of strokes back and forth.

" 'As I approached the third couple on my knees the female stood up and removed her black satin jump suit revealing a very athletic body beneath. She turned around and knelt on the love seat resting her head on her arms on top of the seat back. Her ass bore the marks of a well applied crop. The straight purplish lines were no longer raised but very visible. 'She'll come real fast if you rim her just right,' her Master told me. I put my hands on her buttocks and massaged them gently; a little wince of pain showed she still felt the results of her Master's skill. I pushed her cheeks apart as wide as I could and ran the flat of my tongue from bottom to top across her pink anus, and a low moan escaped her lips.

Bingo. I had it first try. I began to scrub my tongue up and down then from side to side over that little pink bud, and she started to thrust herself back onto my face repeating hoarsely, "Oh, yes! Oh, yes." She reached back and spread herself freeing up my hands. I slipped my right hand between her legs and gently rubbed her moist clit and she hit her climax sobbing and moaning. I kept her cheeks spread and licked on for three or four more minutes as she came down.

" 'Her husband then had me lay on my back on the love seat with my head over the arm. He stood at my head naked from the waist down. He steadied my head with his left hand and with his right guided his super hard cock into my willing mouth. I moved my tongue back and forth over the top of his cock as he pounded it in and out of my wet sucking mouth.

" 'Being upside down, as my head was, I could look back between his legs to see his wife get on her knees behind him. She reached her hand up out of my field of vision. I could tell by her movements and his increased efforts that she was licking his ass. I reached my hands over my head, between his legs, and pinched her nipples, and she licked even harder. He was really fucking my mouth now. I could tell he was approaching his peak, and sure enough, he released a torrent of semen in a seemingly endless succession of spurts down my throat.

" 'His wife moved beside him and milked the remains from his softening cock into my hungry mouth.

" 'Once again, I went back to the block where Sir Brendan waited with another of his favorite toys – the heavy braided cat. I was to take this section of my discipline unbound over the block, but I was forbidden to break position. He started at my shoulders and gradually worked down to the small of my back. He then switched sides and gave me another full dose, working back up to my shoulders. I was really grateful he had stopped, but to my surprise he bent and whispered in my ear, 'That was only eighty, slut. How many to come?"

" 'Twenty, Sir' I replied. He gave them to me across the buttocks, really laying them on and enjoying every one of them. He added another pattern to the ones already in place."

"I deep throated Cunt's cock only to wet it so I could wrap my other hand around it. Alternating between squeezing fingers around balls and dick I listened intently as Elaine went on to say, 'Couple number four was a very distinguished pair in their early fifties, but both were in very good shape, with salt and pepper hair and nicely tanned bodies with no tan lines. As I knelt before them, the man stood, showing a flaccid penis, but even in this state it was obviously quite large.

" 'His wife cupped my chin with one hand and smoothed my hair with the other, she smiled sweetly and said, "You appear to have a very talented mouth, lovely one, and it would behoove you to keep me quite happy with it. Because my dear, Sir Brendan has requested I give you the final one hundred strokes, and if you disappoint me with your mouth, you will pay the price for it over the block. What is your name, dear?"

" 'Elaine, Mistress. She turned my head toward her husband who was standing at my right, and issued instructions to "Suck his cock Elaine and the instant he's done its my turn." I pushed his long soft cock up against his stomach and sucked his balls into my mouth, first one then the other, then both. He stood there motionless, but his cock did begin to harden and thicken. I slipped his balls from my mouth and slid his stiffening member into my throat. This brought forth a barely discernable moan but still no movement of his body whatso- ever.

" 'The cock was expanding rapidly in my mouth, but he just stood there stoically, even after his cock was at full attention. All the movement was mine. I sucked him from the head, which I bathed repeatedly with my tongue, then I jammed my mouth the length of his rock hard cock again and again, but he still showed no sign of involvement, and thoughts of not being able to 'graduate' began to fill my head. I glanced to my left and saw his wife watching very intently and I kept working. She then reached out and placed her right hand on the back of my head and her left hand on his buttocks and he instantly began to jam his cock deep into my mouth. Her hand behind my head was like a stone wall. He was groaning and absolutely hammering his rock hard cock in and out of my mouth.

" ' "Please, please," he begged her.

" ' "No, Thomas. Not until I say so." He moaned and kept my mouth busy for an extended period of time until she said sternly, "Now, Thomas!" and his climax roared into my mouth as he grunted his release. I kept his cock in my mouth until I was sure he was drained.

" 'After one final groan he shoved my face against his wife's moist cunt. He sat next to her left side as she splayed her legs open and he spread her silken pussy hair to expose an extended pulsing clit, and I sucked at it greedily. I trapped it gently between my teeth and moved my tongue back and forth across it as she sighed her pleasure.

" 'She instructed him to stand and she spread herself for my probing tongue. She then instructed me to look at her. I gazed up at her dignified face, visible between her large breasts. She had the slightest hint of a smile on her lips as she worked herself joyfully against my adoring mouth.

" 'She encouraged me verbally, "Just like that" "Oh, suck it! Suck it" "Now put your tongue inside, Oh yes" "What a wonderful little instrument of pleasure you are!" I watched as her eyes closed, her body flushed and her nipples grew erect as her climax approached.

" 'Then her hips moved with those short jerky involuntary jabs against my face as she was consumed by a shuddering orgasm. I spent a period of time kissing her mound, just above her clit, as her movements began to subside. She opened her eyes, looked down at me and said, "That was truly wonderful, my dear." Still looking into my eyes, she snapped, "I want her strapped over that block nice and snug, Thomas." Less then thirty seconds later I was the center of attention once again, unable to move and totally vulnerable.'"

CHAPTER 11

Kitten slid her hand under my blouse and fondled my breast "Elaine stopped talking and leaned over Sir Brendan's cock and quickly sucked him off." She had stopped talking and her heart was beating furiously under my cheek.

"Are you okay, kitten?" I asked as she pushed me off her.

"Someone is coming. The gate just opened," she whispered.

My heart did one last hard beat before it stopped all together. I looked up at the gate and a rather imposing figure immerged from the mist that had formed as the sun set.

Kitten rolled down her window a little bit and he approached her side. "Hello, Cunt, how's it hanging?"

"Hello, Kitten, welcome back. Would you and your friend like to come in now, or are you planning on camping out at our front gate all night?" he said as he leaned down to get a better look at her.

Our doors were locked, but I still felt extremely vulnerable, and looked down the drive in hopes Master would pull up at this very moment. "Sir Brendan would like you both to come in."

"We're waiting for Master, Cunt. I'm telling Baby about the last time I was here."

I grabbed her wrist when Cunt casually stated, "Roll down the window more, Kitten. You're acting more like a scared child then the experience switch I know you to be."

She pried off my fingers and said, "It's a bit chilly, Cunt, and Baby has strict orders not to go in without Master. I shouldn't leave her in the car alone. We'll be in when Master arrives."

"Sir Brendan will be most disappointed, Kitten…"

She finished his sentence for him, "and most likely take it out on your ass for not being persuasive enough to get two little slaves into the mansion."

His face went a little ashen and he grunted, "Nothing I can't handle. Today is my ten-year anniversary with Sir Brendan. What time is your Master due to arrive? Sir Brendan will expect an answer to his question." I could see him shifting from one foot to the other, as if he could already feel the heat of his punishment traveling over his ass.

"Master will be here around 7:00. We'll be more then happy to join you and Sir Brendan at that time. Do tell Sir Brendan I'm eagerly looking forward to seeing him again." she said as she started to close the window. He slid his fingers inside and got them caught, and yelped. "Hey, wait, I'm not done yet."

"No, Cunt, but I want to finish my story for Baby before Master gets here, and you are interrupting. Please remember this when we're inside." There was a tinge of heat in her words, but she had the biggest smile on her face I had ever seen.

Cunt's adam's apple was bobbing up and down. "Er, yes, Kitten, I will remember." He straightened up and walked toward the gate, a slight spring accompanied his steps.

Kitten laughed as we watched the gates close. "Sir Brendan will hold off any punishment he deems needed till we're all in there."

"Won't Cunt try to get you in trouble too?" I asked.

"No, we won't be in trouble, Baby. Our Master's orders have been followed. That Cunt was unable to persuade us to come in, is irrelevant. You heard him acknowledge me as a switch, not a slave. It was his way of submitting to my will. Not going when I dismissed him is his only transgression. He'll relay our conversation verbatim to Sir Brendan, and he will catch Cunt's slip.

"So where was I? Oh yes, lets see…" She pulled me back to lie again on her chest as she continued. "Elaine was strapped over the block and she said, 'I looked up to see her still nude standing in front of me, smiling benignly. She was holding something behind her back. "Do you know what an Ashlar is my dear?" she asked. 'No, Mistress," I replied. "It's an English punishment cane not of bamboo, but a finely cut and milled piece from the branch of an ash tree, exceedingly flexible, yet almost unbreakable. It's designed to inflict a maximum amount of pain with a minimal chance of injury. If you don't cross any of the previous marks, the skin won't even be broken, and believe me my dear, I'm an expert with it, aren't I, Thomas?"

" ' "Yes Mistress", came his rapid reply. "Show her the results of a session with it, Thomas." He came over to her side and turned his back to me. His ass and thighs were lined with think black, purple and blue marks.

" ' "He got those five days ago my dear. What do you think of them?"

" 'Most impressive," I replied, "What did he do to deserve them?"

" ' "Nothing, he was caned simply because I enjoy caning him. He is mine to do with as I please. Just as you are mine to do with as I please for now." She produced the Ashlar from behind her and I shuddered when I saw it. It was a full four feet long, and as she bent it back and forth for effect, very flexible. She turned and touched it to her husband's bottom causing him to cringe involuntarily. "He took those without make a sound. If you can take the first fifty the same way, I won't give you the last fifty. Do you understand my dear?"

" 'Yes Mistress" was my answer and she gave me a broad grin.

" 'Sir Brendan had caned me numerous times lately and my tolerance had really gone up. I looked up at Thomas who was facing me again. He saw me looking at him and he gave me a knowing smirk and slowly shook his head. I wondered why he did that. I found out when she applied the first cut of the Ashlar across my lower buttocks.

" 'Nothing I experienced before had prepared me for this pain as it pulsed through my body. She applied the second stroke on the upper slopes of my buttocks and the pain of it joined with and amplified the still lingering sensations of the first one. The third and forth strokes were applied to my thighs.

" 'My entire body went into a spasm and I could hear someone screaming. Then came the realization it was me. She paused after the first ten and walked over to Thomas who had begun to masturbate as she caned me. The fire in my ass and thighs radiated over my entire body. She was visibly upset with him and told him to turn around and touch his toes. She then proceeded to give him thirty with the Ashlar, and to my amazement, he took them silently. She wielded the Ashlar with great skill and obvious enjoyment.

" ' "Up and turn" she told him. He stood and faced me, still sporting a pulsing erection to which she applied a series of sharp smacks with her hand until he was flaccid again. "You know the rules Thomas. Never, without permission. Never!"

" ' "Do I have permission now Mistress?"'

" ' "All you have to do is ask, Thomas," and she rapidly gave him five more cuts of the Ashlar on his thighs. His cock was totally erect again by the fifth stroke.

" 'She disappeared from my view, then came the slashes across my bottom. With great skill and dexterity she whipped me into a fog of pain that eventually turned to pleasure. I twisted my head around to look at her as she raised the Ashlar behind her shoulder and wound a telling cut onto my thighs. A look of contented triumph was on her face. Her eyes locedk onto mine as she applied the final twenty-five cuts onto my striated ass.

" ' "Release her hands, Thomas" He scurried to comply. My whole body was quivering from its most recent ordeal, and my newly freed hands flew to my bottom and thighs to vainly rub them. Pain still raged through my well-disciplined body as I felt the countless ridges and angry raised welts.'

"You know how rubbing increases the pain, but I love running my fingers over my well-earned stripes, and so did she. Elaine was rubbing her ass as she went on to say, " 'The gay males were eagerly awaiting me as I crawled to their position. They had donned black leather executioners hoods and chaps as their only apparel. They were sitting side by side and stroking each other's long slim cocks. They both rose as I reached their location and the taller of the pair took my head in his hands and pulled my mouth onto his cock. He swayed his hips, slowly and evenly worked his cock down my throat, then withdrew so I could run my tongue around the head before he reinserted himself till his balls were resting on my chin. He kept working me this way for quite a while. His movements became more animated. Just as suddenly as he started he pulled out of my mouth and stepped aside so his partner could start to fuck my face in exactly the same fashion. His long slim penis worked its way in and out of my throat and over my tongue while he held my head immobile between his hands.

" 'I realized they were simply masturbating using my mouth. As his arousal level grew he pushed my mouth away from his pulsing cock.

" 'Then he and his partner recline on the love seat their legs spread and they put one leg behind and one leg in front of each other and pushed their crotches together looking like a dual torso male body with two long stiff pricks rising from where their legs joined.

" 'The tall partner grasped both cocks in his right hand and began to stroke and rub them together. I watched, mesmerized, as his hand slid up and down the throbbing cocks, delighting both parties. He looked at me as he pleasured them and said, "C'mon you know what to do." Instinctively, I leaned forward and took both cocks into my mouth simultaneously. I could only get about half of each in my mouth. But I really worked on them, my tongue stroked and swirled around the two heads, my lips massaged both shafts. I became lost in the pure lust of the moment while I sucked, all sense of time was forgotten.

" 'At last one of them unleashed a torrent of cum down my throat and it brought me back to the reality of the moment. As I strained to ingest the first load the second cock erupted and I sucked and swallowed every drop.

" 'After that, their two cocks in my mouth slowly began to deflate and I milked them down to get every drop.

" 'As I didn't want anything to interfere with my "Graduation," I crawled back to Sir Brendan and kissed his boots, waiting for his judgement.

" ' "Elaine you have had five hundred strokes with five different implements and have induced ten orgasms with your mouth in less then the allotted time of four hours. Your basic education is complete. We will now have your graduation ceremony. Sit here beside me on the couch, lift and spread your legs."'

" 'Thomas knelt in front of me holding a silver tray. On it was a bowl of hot water, a shaving mug and brush, towels and a small straight razor. Getting my pussy shaved signified my advancement. His wife told me not to worry, that Thomas was very talented surgeon. As I pulled my knees back and up to my shoulders, I was astounded at the number of marks on my ass and thighs, especially the intricacies of the braided cat welts and the stark reality of the raised cane marks.

" 'Thomas worked the brush in the shaving mug and applied the soothing lather to my crotch and began to shave me with firm short strokes. In no time, there was not a pubic hair left. I looked down at my denuded pussy and it seemed so deliciously vulnerable.

" ' "Very good, Thomas," said his wife. "Now make her come." At once he started to work his broad soft tongue the length of my waiting pussy. He stroked it across my clit. The experience of the evening raced through my mind, and in no time at all, I was coming against his face.

" 'Then Sir Brendan had me lie over his lap so he could rub my back, ass and thighs, taking delight in feeling each and every mark and welt."

"Master had me come over to him and slipped his hand between my legs and smiled at me, "Listening to the graduation story really made you wet. I'll bet you can come again." I closed my eyes and worked my pussy against his hand.

"Sir Brendan told me to sit next to Master and slide my ass forward till it was on the edge of the sofa, "Cunt's going to long tongue you.

"Oh and he did, mmm."

CHAPTER 12

She lifted her skirt and whispered, "Lick, Baby, while I finish my tale." I lowered my mouth and began licking her clit. "Oh, yes, Baby, right there," Kitten said as she spread her legs further apart. She was already very wet and as my tongue lapped at her juices, she inhaled and stammered out, "With a look of total dismay Cunt begged "Please, Sir, please," and was rewarded with two sharp smacks across his face one forehand one backhand.

" 'You've just made it tougher on yourself. You're going to long tongue her and I'm going to have the twins whip you until she climaxes."

"Cunt got on his knees in front of me and Sir Brendan handcuffed him to the center leg of the sofa so he couldn't rise or break position. He instructed the twins to 'Really lay it on him. If I feel you are letting up, the three of us will pay a little visit to the red room.' Expressions of dread cross their faces.

He handed each twin a heavy flogger, twenty strands of two and a half-foot long, half inch wide strips of heavy Latino leather. Instead of taking turns as you would expect, the twins took up positions on either side of his kneeling body.

"Elaine is right-handed and Jean is left-handed. Master stood behind the sofa where I was semi reclined. 'Raise your legs,' he told me and I raised them into a V. 'Farther back,' he said and he grasped my ankles and drew back on them till my knees were resting on my shoulders. My black garter belt and hose framed my moist pussy and pink anus like a target. Sir Brendan nodded, and Elaine brought her whip down on Cunt's muscular back. Jean followed at once with a heavy stroke on his thighs. Cunt plunged his mouth down onto my anus and rolled his tongue from top to bottom again and again. He was literally scrubbing my asshole with his broad tongue. After about twenty seconds of this, he slid his tongue from my ass up to my clit and massaged it with long slow strokes, making me moan and squirm.

"I kept telling myself that I couldn't come, I didn't have permission, but his tongue felt so good. Then he licked back down to my anal bud…"

Kitten was dripping wet and her nether lips were pulsating against my mouth. She was panting hard, but continued, "and paying homage to it with circular motions this time before make a return journey to my clit. He fastens his mouth over it and sucks it into his mouth and rolls his tongue over it.

"The twins were really whipping him and I felt every stroke vibrate through his mouth and tongue. He was back on my asshole, licking and licking, and with out warning he stuck his tongue several inches up my anus, which was definitely a different and exceedingly pleasurable sensation. He flicked his tongue inside me, then suddenly he's back licking and sucking my clit. 'Stay there please stay there,' I plead.

"The entire erotic nature of the night is coming together in my mind. The sight and sound of two lovely women whipping the unwilling slave, who is trying to orally drive me to an unprecedented third orgasm of the evening. The vivid memories of the same slave sucking Master's cock as I sodomized him; the feeling of power that rushed through my body. Master's deer skin thumping into my back; Sir Brendan working Cunt on the suspension harness and the twins mouths servicing me simultaneously while I was chained. Cunt stroked and sucked and rolled his tongue on my clit.

"Total release was straining to breathe. I stared wide eyed as the twins' whips turned Cunt's back, ass and thighs from pink to red. The twins' faces glowed with pure sexual energy as they flogged on and on. The full measure of the most explosive orgasm I had ever known rocked my body. The sound that escaped from me was one long high-pitched wail. My hips bucked and my entire body shook uncontrollably as the bright light shattered into a million shimmering pieces."

Kitten was grinding into my mouth, gasping, as she let out a long low moan. Her juices rolled freely over my tongue before she went on to say, "As I gradually returned to reality and opened my eyes, I noticed Master, Sir Brendan, the twins, and even Cunt, were staring at me in awe. I blushed and looked directly into Master's eyes as he bent down and kissed me and said 'I take it you enjoyed that. I know we did.'"

Kitten held my head against her cunt as she came on my tongue. Her body bucking in the car seat. Moaning louder as she hit her apex she hoarsely whispered, "The sensation of satisfaction was exquisite, but not total."

CHAPTER 13

"Master released my ankles and moved to the front of the soft to sit beside me. He looked into my eyes and instinctively knew what was needed to make my evening complete. "You haven't had a chance to show your true tolerance, and you haven't had a cock in your mouth once tonight" he told me. I felt gratitude along with apprehension at this statement. I was looking forward with great anticipation to having his thick cock in my mouth and ingesting every ounce he could discharge down my throat, but the mention of my tolerance signaled a heavy whipping.

"Master tells me, 'Up! Your hands behind your back.' I bolt upright into position as instructed with my fingers interlaced right above where my magnificent ass begins to swell out from my lower back." She giggled "That's what he use to always tell me, but to continue. Master told Cunt to get a love seat and place it five feet in front of the whipping block. He instructed the twins to stretch me out over the block and I was sure my tolerance was about to be severely tested. Master rarely bound me for my whippings and when he did it was a signal to mentally get ready for a really heavy scene. It was obvious he wanted to show me off. After the performance of Cunt and the twins, he was really going to have to work hard to surpass them.

"As Elaine strapped my knees in place Jean strapped my wrists to the far end. When she had accomplished this she kissed my cheek and whispered. 'He's really going to let you have it, isn't he?' I smiled and slowly nodded.

" Master said, 'Tell her what's in my hand Elaine.'

" 'The heavy braided Cat,' came her excited reply.

"As I waited for the initial stroke, I heard Elaine moan, then yelp in pain. I turned my head as far as I could to my right and watched wide-eyed as Cunt viciously sodomized Elaine, who, only moments before had been gleefully whipping him while he licked my cunt and ass. Sir Brendan was giving Cunt a chance for some pay back. Elaine was lying face down, spread eagle, but not bound. Cunt was on her back, his strong arms pinning her arms to the floor while his muscular hips repeatedly drove the entire length of his long thick cock in and out of her widely stretched anus. Cunt reveled at the irony of the situation. He was looking down between their bodies and was thoroughly enjoying the sight of his cock working in her tight pink ass hole.

"I thought, that was not a sexual act. That was clearly a punishment. I glance just beyond the two writhing bodies on the floor to see Jean again filling her mouth with Sir Brendan's hard cock.

"At this point Master gave me the first stroke full across my pristine ass, my head snapped up and I was barely able to choke off a scream.

" 'Only ninety nine more to go, slut.' Master then gave me thirty seconds to compose myself, and I knew I had to endure this silently. 'Keep track.' The next heavy stroke was right over the first one "Two," I blurted out. He grabbed my hair and snarled, "Keep track, does not mean count out loud, bitch.'

"No, Master," I reply.

"What happens now?" he asked me.

"Five extra and the second stroke over again, Master"

"Don't disappoint me again, slut," he warned with a tone in his voice that made me shudder. Master gave me seven well-applied cuts of the cat and asked, 'How many, slut?' I replied three. He began to whip me in earnest, concentrating on my ass, raising a pattern of intricate marks and welts. My mind raced to keep track of the strokes and stay a head of the pain.

" 'How many now, slut?'

" Seventeen, Master."

" 'Now, slut?'"

"Thirty-one, Master"

" 'Once again, slut?"

"Thirty-nine, Master." At this point he paused for a drink of bottled water and removed his clothes.

"I ccould still hear Elaine crying and yelping as Cunt continued to savagely fuck her ass. As Master stood before me I saw he was fully erect. I love the idea that Master can get hard simply by flogging me. He moved out of my line of vision and inquired, 'Where are we, slut?'

"Thirty-nine, Master," came my immediate response. He began to work on my thighs, five on the right, five on the left, one on right, nine of left.

" 'How about now, slut?'

"Eighty-nine, Master" I panted. He stood in front of me again and slowly stroked out the multi-strand whip.

" 'Prepare yourself for these last eleven, because I intend to really lay them on you, Kitten," he stated briskly. He stood astride my body and gazed down on my well-marked bottom. He brought his right back until the braided strands of the whip hung inches in front of my face so I would be very much aware of when the next stroke was delivered. He swung the whip up over his shoulder and brought the strands whistling down onto my right buttock, causing the tips to bite into my right thigh. The pain rocketed through my body, causing it to quake and lunge almost out of control. The strands were in front of my face again. They seemed to dance with a life of their own. Then they were on their arcing journey to punish my left buttock and thigh. Both sides of my vulnerable body were dealing with searing pain, the likes of which I had never know.

"Once again, through tear filled eyes I saw black braided strands hesitating between impacts on my ass and thighs. They struck again, on my right side. My body bucked and jerked against the straps confining me. I was a mass of pain from the top of my well-marked ass to the bottom of my thighs, but through the pain I knew my clit was stiff and protruding slightly and I tried to rub myself on the edge of the whipping block.

" 'How many, you cock sucking, come drinking slut?'

"My reply was barely audible, 'Ninety-three, Master.' Again and again the whip descended its punishing arc and lashed into my ass and thighs. He had never whipped me this hard before. Each time the tips wrapped down onto my quivering thighs they left quarter sized angry red splotches, adding to the complicated pattern already in play.

" 'How many left, slut?'

"Four, Master" came my sobbing answer. This caused him to smile. I had retained my ability to concentrate under very difficult circumstances. He stepped over to my left side and gave me the final four cuts in rapid succession across the full width of my quaking buttocks.

" 'How many more can you take, bitch?'

"I'll take all you are going to give me Master."

" 'Good answer, cocksucker." He smiled at me and loosened the straps securing me to the block.

"I try to compose myself as Master sat on the love seat Cunt had placed at his disposal. I glanced over to the sofa and noticed Elaine and Jean had traded places. Jean sobbed softly as Cunt vigorously butt fucked her in the same fashion he had Elaine, who was now sucking Sir Brendan's hard cock. Her face streamed with tears. Sir Brendan watched with obvious delight as Cunt cruelly sodomized Jean, his eyes glowing with excitement as Cunt pushed Jean's distended pink anus, as she accepted her fate with plaintive little sobs.

"I look back at Master and my eyes fall longingly on his erect pulsating cock. I crawled over to him as he spread his legs and stretched out his arms on either side of his body, leaning back into the love seat. I knelt submissively between his legs, and circled the base of his rock hard cock with trembling hands. I opened my mouth, slowly slid my clinging lips down the length of his cock until my mouth totally engulfed the object of my desire. I cup his swollen balls in my right hand and pushed them up against my stuffed mouth and licked them gently, rolling my head from side to side. I then slid my mouth back up the thick shaft and ran my tongue lovingly around the mushroom shaped head.

"This wasn't his usual routine, which was to hold my head steady and give my mouth a good old-fashioned fucking and I looked up at him. As soon as I made eye contract he snapped at me "Work for the load cock sucker." I realized he was giving me another chance to show off."

Kitten chuckled. "If I do say so myself, I am a great cock sucker because I love doing it. Giving Master pleasure with my talented mouth is one of my greatest joys and now I had the opportunity to indulge myself, and show how thoroughly trained and talented I was.

"He was giving me a chance for recognition, so I opened my mouth slightly and sucked and licked the underside of his cock up and down the length numerous times, pausing to softly lick over his balls and firmly tongue bathe the head where it joined the shaft. Master gently laid his left hand on the side of my head and ground his cock back into my mouth and down my waiting throat. I sucked him with all the skill and energy I possessed.

"I was staring at his face and noticed a slight smile as he started to meet my skilled mouth and tongue, which I worked over under and around his thick cock. Master's enjoyment was growing; he was holding my head gently between his large hands guiding my mouth on its erotic journey. I sucked, working to make him ejaculate into my willing mouth. His hips were moving faster now and I lost all track of time. My jaw ached, my tongue was sore and my lips were being rubbed raw. None of that mattered. All that was important was Master coming in my mouth. Suddenly he had two hands full of my hair and he was slamming his thick cock in and out of my face.

"Then the glorious moment I had been working for arrived. Master withdrew until my lips where locked around the rim of the thick cock head and he came in furious spurts into my grateful mouth. He watched me intently as he voided his balls. He could feel the movements of my mouth as I struggled to swallow all of it, which I did. As it started to slowly deflate he told me, "Milk it down. Don't miss a drop." I stroked his softening cock with my left hand and cradled his balls with my right as the remnants of his orgasm flowed onto my waiting tongue. As I reluctantly removed my mouth from his now flaccid member I felt total fulfillment.

"It truly had been as Master had promised – my night of 'Firsts.'"

CHAPTER 14

My face was still buried in her pussy when there was a sharp wrap on the car window. I jumped up off her lap and looked to see Master's smiling face through the driver's side window.

I leaped to unlock the door and Master opened it wide, "Come here, Baby," he said. As I rose from the car he enveloped me in his arms and kissed me passionately. Breaking the kiss, he said, "A taste of my two favorite girls." Looking at his watch, "Ah, right on time. It's seven o'clock. Slip back into the car, Baby, and we'll ring ourselves into Sir Brendan's."

I crawled back in and was pressed tightly between Master and Kitten, who leaned over as Master closed his door and gave him a kiss. "Hello, Master. Cunt was out about a half-hour ago and invited us in. He understood that we were waiting for you."

"Good girl." He ran his hand over my knee. "I saw that you both were keeping busy."

"Yes, Master, Kitten was telling me of her first time here'" I said as I melted into his side.

"One of my favorite memories of Master Fred. Sir Brendan will be waiting for us, Master. Did he know that I would be here, Master?" Kitten asked without hesitation.

"Yes, Kitten, Sir Brendan knows you belong to me now. He tells me I have a very valuable piece of property in you. He said your training was worthy of his."

"Oh, how magnanimous of him…" Kitten stated before cutting herself off short when Master cleared his throat.

"Kitten, keep the sarcasm to yourself this evening. Sir Brendan is a client and long time associate." he said as he reached over and squeezed her knee. "You want to top him don't you, Kitten."

"Gawd, yes, Master. I didn't think it would be as strong as it is."

"I knew that, Kitten. That's why Sir Brendan was informed you would be accompanying Baby and me this evening. You will get to top Cunt for his anniversary present from Sir Brendan."

"Oh, You've got to be kidding," laughed Kitten. "I am the last one Cunt would want to top him."

"Relax, and go with the flow." Master turned on the car and pulled it forward to buzz us into the gate. He pulled up to the steps Kitten had described earlier. I felt as if I was retracing her steps. Would my trip here be as memorable as hers? I shook to my very core, darting a look up into Master's eyes as he guided me out of the car. "Come, Baby," he whispered into my ear and slid his arm around my waist.

Kitten took the lead and walked up the steps. She straightened noticeably when Cunt opened the door. Breezing past him, she entered the house. Master and I followed, his arm still firmly around my waist.

We waited for Cunt to show us the way. Kitten was nowhere in sight, but I could hear her voice coming from another room. We found Kitten in Sir Brendan's embrace chatting away. "…you sure that's what you want."

"Yes, Kitten it is." Sir Brendan sounded almost benevolently as he continued, "Cunt will hate every moment. It will gnaw at him that I am not giving him what he thinks he wants for our anniversary."

I looked back over my shoulder to see what Cunt had thought of this exchange but he had disappeared.

Sir Brendan released Kitten with a gentle kiss on the forehead, then reached out his hand to shake Master's, "Good to see you again, Sir Brendan."

"I am glad you could come and you brought your lovely Baby." He brushed his fingers over my cheek and it was all I could do not to flinch.

"Very nice to meet you, Sir Brendan." I was feeling out of my element. I had been shaking hard since Master tapped on the window. Master held me close to his side. Cunt came in and announced that the brandy had "breathed" enough and we should each take a glass. He had changed to a pair of dark red leather crotchless pants that hugged his thighs and pushed his manhood out on display. No shirt covered his chest. He raised the tray of drinks between Sir Brendan and me saying, "Take one please." Master and I both picked up a glass at the same time and Sir Brendan picked up two, handing one to Kitten.

"Here you go, my dear. I would like to make a toast to Cunt." Sir Brendan raised his glass to salute Cunt. "To the best bitch a Master could ask for."

"Thank You, Sir Brendan," Cunt said with a tear in his eye. "That's the sweetest thing you have ever said to me."

We all sipped the brandy and I looked up at Master as he said, "Sir Brendan, is this what I think it is?"

"Yes, it's Napoleon brandy, Cunt got it from an admirer and has been saving it for tonight."

"Thank you, Cunt, for sharing this with us," Kitten piped up, moving to stand between him and Sir Brendan. She raked her nails down his chest and I saw the muscles twitch under the thin red lines that now crossed it. Kitten hissed "You are to be my slut this evening, Cunt. Your little glory hole is mine." She reached up and took the glass out of his hands. "On your knees."

He looked over at Sir Brendan who just raised his eyebrow, and Cunt dropped to the floor with a groan.

Kitten reached out and grabbed a handful of hair on the top of his head and pulled his head back to make him look up at her. "You don't like to submit to women do you, Cunt. You think you're too strong for us – that one little female is incapable of making you beg. But I'm stronger then you think, Cunt, because I can give as good as I get – and I plan on taking your ass hard."

Master and I stood there and watched as sweet, lovable Kitten – okay, not always so sweet and lovable – barked out orders to Cunt. "You will rise and lead us down to the red room." Cunt let out a gasp and tried to shoot a look at Sir Brendan, and yelped as kitten fingers pulled hard on his hair. "I'm your Mistress tonight, Cunt, don't look for a ruling from Sir Brendan. He has given you to me for tonight. Red room now, and crawl. She let go of his hair and he dropped to all fours, turned and headed out of the room. Kitten was at his shoulder when they disappeared around the corner.

Sir Brendan lifted his glass again. "To the miserable couple. May she flog him well." He was chuckling hard. "I think they both have their hands full there. Let's give them a little time before we join them."

"Sure thing," Master said as he moved us to the sofa. "Are the girls still out?"

"Yes, Jean and Elaine will be back tomorrow, much to Cunt's chagrin. Cunt would be perfectly content if they never came back. But he would just bitch about something else. Tell me, Baby, did Kitten fill you in about my little home?

"Yes, Sir Brendan," I stuttered. Master's arm was still wrapped around my shoulders.

"Baby, why are you so jumpy? It's not like you. Are you okay?"

"Yes, Master, just a little on edge." I emphasized edge knowing Master would pick up on what I was telling him. He knew Kitten and I had been playing and knew she would not let me have a release without his permission. That I was so sexually wound would be nothing new to Master. He could sense it a million miles away. He kissed my temple and said slowly. "My Baby is horny."

I blushed deep red.

"Oh, what an adorable face she has. Very expressive," Sir Brendan said as he stood. "Why don't we go downstairs." This sent a tremor down my spine and Master moved to stand.

"Strip Baby before we go down." I immediately slipped off my top and skirt placing them on the couch.

CHAPTER 15

Master sat on the arm of the couch and I knew to take position. My fingers laced behind my neck, elbows out, back straight and toes slightly turned in with my legs spread wide. Sir Brendan was behind me and ran his hand over my slightly protruding ass.

Master began rubbing his thumb over my silky smooth mound making my entire body quiver. I smiled broadly and said, "Your Baby has been missing you, Master. She is extremely horny."

Sir Brendan was squeezing my ass when he said, "Baby's rear is wonderful. It pinkens with just a stroke. I would love to try out my new deer skin flogger on it. It loses it appeal when applied to Cunt's leather ass." He began dragging his fingers up and down my crack pushing me farther on to Master's finger. "Baby has not seen my workout room. Why don't we take her down there?"

Master continued to keep eye contact with me as he stroked my clit. "Yes I would like to show Baby your suspension system. Where did you get your new flogger?" Master asked as he stood up. He hooked his finger in my cunt and held my pussy in his hand.

"At the fetish flea market this past weekend. Come, let's go down- stairs. There is another I have to check on."

Sir Brendan led the way and I was drawn along by Master's finger.

My legs were so weak and shaky, I clung to Master as we moved down the spiral staircase, and the workout room opened before us. The lights were off except for one spotlight illuminating a cage on the far side of the room. Even in the dimly lit room I could see the whipping block in the center of the room that Kitten had mentioned. There was also light coming from the fire in the hearth and I could make out the crosses on either side.

Sir Brendan walked over to the cage and knelt down next to it before turning back to us. "This is my newest acquisition. She came for a job, answering an ad in ALT's as a personal assistant."

She was naked and tightly bound.

Sir Brendan went on "From all outward appearances she is just what we are looking for. I lured her into my office, gently at first, asking some basic interview questions, but I couldn't keep my hands off her for long. Could I my dear?" He had reached into the cage and rubbed her ass. She had a gag in her mouth but I could still hear her moan clearly as Sir Brendan went on. "Soon enough, I captured her with ropes around her ankles, arms and hands. She struggled as I unbuttoned her blouse and fondled her breasts then stepped back to admire my handiwork. Rendered helpless, she moaned and writhed on the Persian carpet of my office floor. I removed her scarf and her hair cascaded over the floor. Wadding up the scarf I forced into her mouth, silencing her.

"I cut away all her clothes as I whispered in her ear, 'Lets see if you have what it takes to work here, my dear.' Her sumptuous body was completely vulnerable and exposed. I placed a D-ring collar on her and used it as an anchor to hog-tie her."

Master kissed my temple and wiggled his finger inside me. He knew I was concerned about it not being consensual and said, "Ego ipse dominus accessi deservio erus."

"Ah, my motto, yes. All who enter belong to me, unless they come with their owners. Stacy was advised of the possibilities before she entered the house." He said with a pat to her rear. "Once she was completely immobilized and unable to resist, she understood it all the better. I tickled and groped, looking for her sweet spots. I then placed leather cuffs and anklets on her, and secured her arms to her collar. Standing her up, Cunt and I redressed her in clothes more appropriate for her new job: corset, garter belt, stockings and high heels."

Master was letting me grind down hard on his finger. I was dripping wet and so close to the edge I thought I would explode any moment.

"We fastened clamps on her nipples and clothespins on her labia. She tried to scream out and jerk away, but her strength was nothing compared to Cunt's. Removing the scarf I replaced it with the ring gag she is wearing. Cunt released her and she cowered in the corner of the room. Her elbows out and breasts high.

"I had to laugh when she moved in under a wooden structure built in to the ceiling. Connecting the ropes to the cuffs, Cunt lifted them above her head. I attached two chains to the clamps on her nipples, running them both through her crotch, spreading the clothespins farther apart and up her back to attach to the collar. We placed the bar between her anklets. She desperately rocked back and forth, and shifted from one foot to the other in an attempt to maintain her balance as I moved the rope on the pulley to raise her arms higher."

I found myself whimpering and bit down on my lip. Master was sliding his finger in and out of my extremely moist vagina. Sir Brendan still knelt beside the cage, rubbing his hand over the girl's ass.

"Taking a small plug from my drawer I pushed it in her ring-opened mouth, rubbing it over her tongue. When I was satisfied it was wet enough, I had Cunt turn her over, wrapping my arm around her hips I wiggled the plug into her waiting orifice. She was shaking her head back and forth as she made little mewing noises. I clipped the plug to the chain. Releasing her, she stumbled and swayed as her feet reach the ground. Cunt turned her around to face me, her big brown eyes full of tears and fear. I ran my finger around the mouth ring tapping her bottom lip with my index finger. My other hand reached for her heat and I was pleased to find it dripping with moisture. Plunging two fingers into her hot wet snatch I pressed hard on her g-spot."

I moaned loudly when Master said, "You still do not have my permission, Baby. Do not come."

"Please, Master" I cried out.

"No, Baby, you are interrupting Sir Brendan. Go on Sir Brendan, Baby can hold out a little longer."

Sir Brendan's eyes rested on me for a moment and he smiled before looking back at the girl in the cage. "Her eyes had taken on a glassy stare as I held my hand still. When she began to grind her hips I removed my hand and again tapped her on the bottom lip. "No," is all I said before I turned and left the office, leaving the door ajar as I went.

"When I returned a few hours later, I saw Cunt had done his job well. She was undressed again, and straddling this cage, her legs secured tightly with ropes to the bars. Her breasts had been tied and were two purple bulbs, and he had tied her arms behind her back Japanese-style.

"Futilely, she shimmied her shoulders to break loose. I approached with a dildo and fucked her mouth and vagina for a bit before bringing out the eroscillator. She alternated between bashful giggles and moans of pleasure. She begged me to stop but I just increased the power and delighted in her discomfort. Giving her but a momentary reprieve from the vibrator, I shoved a ball gag in her mouth. I again placed the clamps on her nipples and ran a chain from the clamps to the cage and started up the eroscillator again.

"I told her she did not have my permission to come. If she resisted this time, she would tug at her sore nipples. She moaned quietly, but struggled to fight her desire. I pulled the clamps off and rubbed her nipples so the return of blood was quick and painful.

"Since I needed to get ready for your visit I had Cunt put my new toy away for the night, and he locked her inside this cage.

"I couldn't resist playing with her a little more: spanking her ass, fondling her, reinserting the plug and a dildo in her holes. Finally satiated, I've left the plug in her ass and the dildo in her pussy. The eroscillator is taped in place on her clit. We've left her alone, a tight little caged package, powerless to escape the vibrator's stimulation. After coming numerous times, Cunt turned off the vibrator and she has been allowed to get some rest.

"Tomorrow she will be cleaned up, given a fresh uniform and taught how to serve me properly. The twins will oversee her training. She has been a good girl on her first day here and will make a good employee, I can tell." He smiled as he stood up. "Good employees are hard to find, you know."

All I could do was nod.

CHAPTER 16

As Sir Brendan stood' he pointed to the chains hanging from the ceiling. "Do you wish to put her in the harness?" Moving to the bench on the wall he opened it and pulled out what looked like a mountain climber's harness with rings on either side. Walking toward us, he handed it to Master. "Slip this on her and you can show her how the suspension system works."

Master slid his finger out of my cunt and took the harness from Sir Brendan. "Lift your right leg baby."

I held tight to his shirt and with wobbly knees, slipped my foot into the harness.

"Now the left."

I did as I was told. He slid the harness up and fastened it around my waist. It was black leather with various buckles and straps which Master adjusted till it fit me snuggly. The leather framed my heat and it held my thighs tightly. When Master was satisfied with the placements of the straps, he took my hands and led me over to the chains. He then attached the chains to the rings on my hips.

I felt a little like a beginning trapeze artist in my safety harness – even more so when Sir Brendan raised the chains so my feet left the floor. Master was holding me upright and gave me a kiss before backing away from me. My head flew toward the floor and my feet flew up in the air. I screamed, throwing my arms out in front of me.

I was completely suspended, hanging in midair. Master chucked as he moved to stand behind my rear. I was bent over in the middle and every time I tried to right myself, I swung in the chains.

He rubbed his hand over my ass saying, "Relax, Baby, just hang here." His thumb entered my wet cunt.

I tried to push back on it but I couldn't. Sir Brendan was back at the bench watching us as Master skillfully brought me to the edge. I begged Master to let me come when he pulls out his thumb and swatted my upturned cheeks.

"Not yet, my love. Sir Brendan wants to test his flogger and you have yet to greet your Master properly." He moved to stand in front of me and I use his pants legs to lift myself up. Unzipping his fly and lowered his paints, his manhood stood at attention in front of my face.

My tongue flicker over his shaft before. I moved my head down more, slid him in to my mouth and felt his cock hitting the back of my throat, making me gag. I wrapped my lips tighter as I try to relax the muscles so I could feel his cock deeper within my throat. My fingers explored, pushing his pants down further so I could hold his balls in my hand as my lips slowly worked his rod. My mouth was so tight on him, the suction made a slurping sound as I moved over his cock. The pleasure and wonder I felt as I worked my lips up and down sent sensual waves through my body.

Looking up into his eyes as I thrust my mouth down a bit harder, and felt my throat tightly grip the head of his cock. I was breathing harder as my one hand moved along the shaft and my head moved my lips, pressing tighter. My fingers moved slowly along his balls, then to the space above his balls and I gently racked my nail down his thighs. He hissed and I felt him clenching his thigh muscles. He thickened in my throat as lust overcame patience. My constricting throat muscles toyed with the sensitive head of his cock. His hips pushing forward shifting in and out of my mouth.

My lips locked tightly around his shaft and my tongue washing the soft underside of it, sliding slowly over the bulging veins.

Removing my mouth, my tongue slid slowly down his shaft. I licked his balls and carefully took them in my mouth. My tongue gently caressed them as my fingers move along his shaft, keeping a firm grip on it.

Lovingly sucking, I rolled them into my mouth. Groaning aloud, I felt the bite of the flogger as it struck my upturned ass. I had to hold back the urge to release Master's balls, as Sir Brendan sent stroke after stroke across my rear. Each strand danced over my skin. The heat flowed down between my legs. My warm juices dripped as I moved my mouth back up to suck Master's cock into my mouth, bumping its head deep against my throat.

Master grunted, grabbed my hair, and a geyser of creme flowed into my mouth. I enjoyed the moment and wished it wouldn't end, as Master pumped faster.

The flogger landed on my ass in the same tempo as Master's balls bounced against my chin, caressing searing trails of fire over it. I continued to suck on his shaft as I swallowed the last of his juices. I whimpered over it as I felt my nether lips throbbing. My cunt was on fire with desire, when the flogger stopped and Master pulled out of my mouth. I hung there in midair, my body twisting in need of relief from the gnawing flame inside me.

"Please," I whispered, "Please, Master, please let me come." I repeated over and over. I started to reach for my cunt as Sir Brendan's hand rubbed over the welts the flogger had raised.

He commented to Master, "She's well trained. She didn't miss a beat as she sucked your cock."

Master reached down and lifted me into his arms and held me tight, running his fingers through my hair. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as he pressed my face against his soft shirt. I felt my hands fisting and I had a sudden urge to pound on his chest. Why was he making me wait? He could feel and see my need. I raised my eyes to look up at him. Tears were flowing freely down my cheeks.

Sir Brendan had moved to the cage and I heard him in the distance through my fog of want and need. Master moved behind me and my pussy raised as he lowered my head to cradle it in his hands. I caught a glimpse of Sir Brendan as he moved to one side of me, then I felt her lips on my mound. I stared up at Master as she sucked my clit into her mouth. My pussy raised to meet her and I heard Master say, "Count to twenty, Baby, then you may come for me." I opened my mouth to start counting and he added, "with hippopotamus between each number."

I stammered out the first five numbers. I tried to concentrate on counting, but her little tongue felt so good against my enflamed cunt. I had to stop counting and take a few breaths before I continued. Her relentless tongue, flicked up and down on my swollen clit and nether lips.

The rest of the numbers were a blur – all I remember was twenty and the sudden release of the torrent of desires as they raced through my body. Masters lips were on my ear as I came hard under her tongue. "Come for me, Baby, that's my good girl."

With the last of the waves of pleasure washing through me, her lips left me. I smiled weakly as I hung there, "Thank you, Master. I love you."

"I love you too, Baby."

CHAPTER 17

Sir Brendan placed her back in the cage while Master helped me out of the harness. My legs were weak and I had to lean hard into him. With His arm tightly around my waist, he spoke to Sir Brendan, "The flogger did a wonderful job on Baby's rear. That will remind her for a while what its like to wait."

"She is a joy to flog. The twins and Cunt would have called that a tickling, and asked when I was going to get down to business. Shall we go and see what Kitten and Cunt have been up to?"

"I can't remember when I had seen Kitten's eyes light up so much as when I told her you wanted her to top Cunt. Kitten is a natural dommie. She's been doing quite well with Baby. Hasn't she, Baby?" Master asked as we reached the door on the far side of the room.

"Yes, Master," I answered. Sir Brendan knocked once on the door and we heard Kitten invite us to enter.

The door opened into a bright red box of a room about twelve feet by twelve feet. There strung up from floor to ceiling, was Cunt. His red leather pants blended in with the paint. My eyes were drawn to his member which was leather ringed, bound and chained to the wall in front of him, holding it at a 90 degree angle from his body. Another ring circled tightly around his balls.

His sweat glistening chest was crisscrossed with thin red welts and he was panting hard. Kitten stood to the left of him with an Ashlar in hand.

My eyes traveled up to his face. His features were a mix of pain and pleasure.

Seeing Sir Brendan, Cunt opened his mouth as Kitten brought the wood down on his stomach, right below his belly button. The words he was about to speak turned into a yelp.

"You will not speak unless you are spoken to. I thought you understood that," Kitten said as she added another line just a little below the first.

"Yes, Mistress," he rapid reply.

There was a bench that ran the length of the room and we moved over to sit.

Cunt kept darting looks back between Kitten and Sir Brendan as Kitten spoke, "Cunt's stiff, bloated prick and two low hanging nuts are what I am going to work on now." He flinched as she said this, and groaned as he started to pull away from her but his cock did not follow and he groaned louder. Kitten reached over and twisted his right nipple. "Cunt still doesn't think a mere woman can top him, but he's learning how wrong he is." She rubbed her thumb over the tip of his cock. "Look at his exposed vulnerable head, ready for my pain or pleasure." She grabbed him by the balls and caressed them with her thumb asking; "To whom do these belong?"

"You, Mistress"

She stepped back and swung the Ashlar again. "Good answer, my bitch."

I thought, one hand for pleasure one for pain. Master had used that technique on me. Master pulled me onto his lap, my back resting on his chest and my legs draped on either side of his. He spread our legs apart and cradled my pussy in his hand, stroking it as we watched Kitten.

Kitten rubbed the Ashlar up and down the length of Cunt's cock before slammed it into his stomach. Another groan and yelp followed. Each touch of the Ashlar made a horizontal line just a hair's breath below the last. She was alternating rubbing and lashing him. I watched as what should have been soothing touches made him jerk as much as the Ashlar did

His head had fallen back with a low steady moan as Kitten's marks reached the root of his shaft. His body was swaying in the chains and his cock was bobbing. Then he whispered the word's Kitten had worked for…. "Please, Mistress".

She stopped and reached up to grab a handful of his hair and yanked his head forward. "You do not have my permission to cum, Cunt," she hissed. "We're just getting warmed up. The night is young."

She turned to the highboy behind her and picked up several clothespins. Pulling down on the skin on his balls, she attached them: making a circle around his ringed balls. He was shaking hard when she closed the last one. She stepped back as if to admire her handy work, only to lay a strike with the Ashlar on the base of his cock. The chains rattled loudly, echoing off the walls and mingling with his moans.

Master slid his finger into my wet cunt. I watched, mesmerized, as Kitten increased his pain. He pulled hard on the chains as he whimpered. I glanced over at Sir Brendan to find him smiling widely and he whispered, "Cunt is hating every moment of this, just as he is loving it, because he knows I want it."

I could tell by Cunt's cock that the pain Kitten inflicted aroused him intensely. I had never seen a prick get so hot.

She stopped and moved around in front of him, lowering her lips to the tip of his cock. She lavished wet kisses on it and licked down his shaft.

"Please, please" rolled around the room. She licked the prick's pain away, moistening it with her saliva. He cried out, "Please, Mistress, Please, Mistress" with each stroke of her tongue. She left his cock and began pulling off the pins one by one, sucking on the skin before removing the next. I saw his juices seeping from the tip. His eyes lock with Sir Brendan's and he mouthed, please, Master.

I glanced over at Sir Brendan who just smiled back at Cunt. With the last pin removed, Kitten kissed up his shaft before standing and turning to Sir Brendan saying, "I do not believe I have reached Cunt's limits. Would you verify that for me, Sir Brendan?"

Cunt turned to Sir Brendan who confirmed Kitten's belief. Sir Brendan was staring straight back into Cunt's eyes when he spoke, "Cunt will last as long as you wish him to, Kitten." Cunt gave a curt nod.

Kitten walked back over to the highboy and picked up a dildo on a rod. She moved over to stand in front of Cunt as she twisted the rod to lengthen it. Holding the dildo up to his mouth, "Lick it cunt, make it wet, because from your tongue, this will go in your ass." He licked the length of the rubber appendage from bottom to top before slipping it into his mouth.

I wondered how wet he was actually going to be able to make it, I knew I was parched just watching him. I licked my lips as he rubbed his over the dildo. Kitten pulled it out and walked around behind him.

Pushing his left cheek out she positioned the tip on his anus. I watched as he arched forward, the chain losing its tautness. His lips were hard pressed together and the determination not to make a sound as Kitten did her worst to his ass was blatantly clear. Twisting her wrists she pushed into his hole. His jaw muscles twitched but not a peep came from him. Once the rubber cock was in, she lengthened the rod so that it fit snuggly into a cup in the floor between his legs.

Kitten moved around and pressed her fingers on his chest moving Cunt back, and impaling him further onto the dildo. She tested the chain by plucking it.

"That made a really nice sound." She plucked it a few more times before Cunt let out a loud groan, which caused Kitten's face to lighten up with a smile. "That's it, Cunt, you want to cum, don't you? But you can't, because I won't let you. Me, little Kitten, won't let you." She twisted both his nipples hard before continuing, "We're going to use this." She held up a sixteen-inch rectangular studded paddle, flexing it between her hands.

Moving to the left of Cunt she brought it down hard on the lower part of his ass. He strained forward moaning only to swing back into the dildo. Kitten continued to apply the paddle, the rocking forward on his toes and then back on to the cock had Cunt panting hard. His dick twitched and his body was writhing in the cuffs.

Sir Brendan stood and walked over to Cunt's right and wrapped his long fingers around the throbbing shaft as Kitten continued to lay one stroke after the other on Cunt's ass. Tears were flowing freely down his cheeks and he mumbled something incoherent when Kitten stopped and brushed her hand lovingly over his now red inflamed rear.

Kitten stood directly behind him as Sir Brendan said, "Why don't we have some refreshments and you can finish him off after, Kitten? Cunt's not going anywhere, and I believe we could all use a nice drink and some dinner."

Kitten patted Cunt's ass, "Yes, I could use something to eat, Baby and I haven't eaten since we got on the road this morning. Hang tight, Cunt, we'll be back in a bit." She set the paddle down on the highboy before moving toward the door.

Cunt squirmed in his restraints. "Wait Master, You can't let her leave me here like this. Please, Master."

Sir Brendan's hand shot up and slapped Cunt across the face. "I can and will do what I want, when I want, Cunt. Haven't you learned that in our ten years together?"

Cunt's chin dropped to his chest and he whispered, "Yes, Master."

"Good. Shall we go now?" We left the room and he closed the door firmly behind us.

CHAPTER 18

Sir Brendan led us back up the spiral staircase and into a small sitting room. There were platters of antipasto, meats, cheeses and breads on a long table next to the wall. I walked over and picked up a plate and started selecting things I knew Master loved. He and Sir Brendan settled on two overstuff love seats. Kitten asked Sir Brendan what he would like and filled a plate for him.

After handing Master his plate I knelt to the left of him. I was hungry but not, at the same time.

Master picked up a piece of cheese saying "Open, Baby," and popped it into my mouth.

Kitten had made herself a plate and sat next to Sir Brendan.

Turning to Sir Brendan she asked, "Do you mind if I pick your brain, Sir Brendan?"

"Not at all my dear. What would you like to know?"

"It's Cunt. I've pretty much exhausted my torturing skills." She giggled. "He's hardheaded enough, that if I was able to get close to his limits, he would refuse to tell me. I know you're watching and will protect him if I go too far. After all, he has belonged to you for ten years. So I'm sure you know every nock and cranny of his psyche."

"Cunt will hold out as long as you do, Kitten. Not taking anything away from you, but he has been trained hard and long. The twins have tried for years to have him say his safe word. Sometimes I believe he has blocked it from his mind completely. So what would you like to know?"

"I want to know if there is something that sends Cunt over the edge, that would make him lose that grip on his will if done the right way?"

"What we are doing now is part of it. You left him with a rock hard penis. The straps will not allow him to deflate without pain, which will excite him more, so he's going to be very close to the edge as it is. If you don't mind, I will give you a few pointers to Cunt's buttons. Your caressing with one hand and swatting with the other has him in anticipating. I especially liked how you gently blew on it and stroked him tenderly as you got him ready to receive more pain."

Sir Brendan face brightened and he took Kitten's hand, "Come my dear. I know just what will do it. Cunt will hate you for it, but not to worry, nothing that won't come out in the end." He chuckled as they disappeared through the door.

Sir Brendan headed straight for the large stainless steel refrigerator and opened it. Reaching into the vegetable bin he pulled out a plastic zip lock baggy. He pulled out a root covered in mold and placed it on the cutting board.

Picking up a paring knife he said, "This is ginger root. They call it a hand. See the fingers? It looks like an old hag's hand. I am going to show you how to make a butt plug out of it."

"Cunt has a dildo in right now that's much bigger. What will that do?" Kitten asked as she moved a stool closer to the counter to watch Sir Brendan work on the root.

"Ginger is dynamite for CBT, it burns so good."

"It is? I've never heard that."

"Watch and learn, Kitten. First, you must remove one of the fingers from the hand, the longer the better, we need at least four inches," Sir Brendan said as he cut into the palm of the root to get the needed length. He pulled out a potato peeler and scraped off the mold and skin. "You have to make it smooth, but you want to leave as much meat as you can. Don't worry, the root is fibrous and the mold does not penetrate it." Every so often he rinsed it under cold water. Once he was satisfied that all the knots were removed he began to cut a shallow trench around the finger almost three inches from the end. He held it up and smiled, "Looks like a butt plug to me."

The aroma of ginger filled the air as he handed the finger to kitten.

"I am going to teach you how to figging cunt."

"Figging?"

"Yes it's a Victorian term. This dates way back in BDSM history. It was used on bad little girls so they wouldn't clinch their asses when they were spanked. Now that we have the plug, we need to do one more thing." Slicing off a piece about a quarter inch thick and a bit over one-inch long he pared it down to a little round cylinder.

Holding it up to admire his handy work he said "You will need to dip the ginger in water and slowly insert it into his urethra."

"Oh my, I have never done anything like that before." Kitten stared wide eyed at the little piece of ginger.

"Make sure you leave enough sticking out so it can be removed easily. The effect on his cock will be immediate and you will quickly get a reaction out of him.

Reaching into the cabinet Sir Brendan pulled out a tumbler and handed it to Kitten. "Fill this with water, put the plug and wedge in it and lets go have some fun with Cunt."

Kitten took the glass in shaky hands and moved to the sink. Sir Brendan came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her saying, "Don't worry, my dear, this won't hurt him, only cause him discomfort while they're in place."

"I believe you, Sir Brendan, however I have never done anything like this before."

"That will be our secret." He led Kitten back the sitting room as Master and I stood. "Are you ready to see how my boy is doing?"

I smiled as Master slid his arm around me, "Yes, we were going to head down that way to see if you had forgotten us."

"No, I was showing Kitten how to prepare a little gift for Cunt. Let's go see how he likes it."

CHAPTER 19

As we neared the door Sir Brendan squeezed Kitten's arm. "You are in control of the scene, Kitten. You are the Mistress here. Do not let his begging deter you. Put the plug in first, it takes longer for the ginger to react there. That will give you plenty of time to slide the wedge in."

I could see Kitten gulp before nodding and asking one more time, "Are you sure this will cause no permanent damage?"

Sir Brendan smiled, "Only to his ego, Kitten. Spread the head of his cock and slide it in slowly and let the ginger do the rest of the work for you."

He opened the door for Kitten and the we followed along. I didn't have a clue what was going on and looked to see if Master did. He was wearing his poker face and I couldn't tell what he was thinking. We moved over to sit back down.

Cunt was groaning as Kitten moved over to the highboy and placed the glass down. When she moved behind him, and removed the butt plug, a smile crossed his face. "Have you missed me, Cunt? Did you think about me while I was gone?"

"No ma'am," his replied.

"I'm crushed." She slapped his ass playfully. "And here I was thinking about you the whole time." Another louder slap followed and he jerked forward. "Sir Brendan even helped me make you a present."

She moved over, picked up the glass and returned to stand behind Cunt. I couldn't take my eyes from his face. There was a look of confusion on his face, which quickly changed to near panic as Kitten slid her ginger plug into his ass.

"You do know what is in there don't you cunt?"

He had arched forward as she moved away, as if he could escape what was there. She slapped his ass again and his eyes locked on Sir Brendan. I twisted my head quickly to catch Sir Brendan give a slight nod.

"Yes," was barely heard before another resounding slap struck his ass.

Kitten moved around and rubbed the tip of her finger over the head of his cock. "You do know what I am going to do next, don't you Cunt. I'm going to stick ginger up your urethra."

"No, please, Kitten, no."

He was trying to pull back from her hand but the strap around his hard dick would not let him. Turning, she handed the cup to Sir Brendan, then held up the little piece of ginger in front of Cunt's face. "Smell it, Cunt. Don't you just love the smell of freshly peeled ginger? Always makes me think of Chinese food. Can never get enough of it."

He shook his head, whispering, "No, no, no," over and over.

Kitten grabbed his shaft and pulled one side of the head with her thumb while rubbing the ginger over it. Then she pushed it into the tip. Cunt's head fell back and the no's got louder.

I could still see a small bit of the ginger sticking out of the top of his cock when Kitten stepped back and slapped his shaft. His eyes were tearing up and he was shaking hard.

"Oh, gawd! Take it out, Kitten. Take it out, it's burning."

"No, Cunt, not yet," she said as she moved to sit down next to Sir Brendan.

If I thought Cunt had wiggled before, I was wrong. His ass was moving and his cock was jumping up and down. The sound of rattling chains filled the air. I saw him fight to control his body, but it was a losing battle.

Sir Brendan spoke in a whisper to Kitten, "When I'm ready to end the scene, I grab my favorite crop, and apply a stream of steady whacks to his nuts. That last bit of pain will make him shoot his wad for sure."

Cunt was extremely animated, begging Mistress Kitten to take out the plug and ginger twig, to stop the burning as she rose to collect the crop. Standing to the left of him she applied it several times to his balls. He was dancing in his restraints pulling hard to avoid the sensations running through him. All of a sudden his head fell back and his groans and whimpers turned into a loud long moan. The ginger twig shot out as he came. Kitten continued to apply the crop to his balls till he was spent.

"Tsk, tsk, Cunt, what a mess you have made," Kitten replied as a look of embarrassment crossed Cunt's face. "You came with out permission, now you will have to clean it up. Sir Brendan, will you help me undo Cunt's wrists please."

Sir Brendan had stood when Cunt started to cum, then moved over to release Cunt from the cuffs.

"Kneel, Cunt," Kitten ordered, as she grabbed his collar. His feet and cock were still in their restraints. She pushed his head down toward the floor. "It's your mess, now clean it up. Every drop of it, start licking it up, now."

Cunt lowered his head to do as he was told, and Kitten applied the crop to his up turned ass. Sir Brendan came over and whispered something in Master's ear at which point he stood and we left the room.

CHAPTER 20

Sir Brendan led us over to the couches and sat down. He had a look of determination in his eyes as he began. "You know I am very fond of Kitten. I feel she has great potential as a Dommie. I know you have taken her in and made her a part of your family."

Master listened and nodded with each of Sir Brendan's statements. "I know you believe in encouraging all to be the best that they can. Therefore what I propose is that you give Kitten to me to train as a Dominatrix."

My eyes darted back and forth between Master and Sir Brendan. This came as a great surprise to me, but Master just smiled more broadly before saying, "I wondered how long it would take you to get around to asking me. Kitten is a wonderful switch, but I know its not her true calling, have known it for some time. When you asked us up here, I started thinking about asking you to do the remainder of her training. I can only train her so far, and you have much more in the way of resources at your command. I needed to see how you two worked together. She responses well to your guidance and I know she adores topping Cunt. How will the girls react to another, no wait, two more females in the house?"

Sir Brendan, chuckled, "The girls already like her, and they will worship the ground she walks on because of how she handles Cunt. This idea has been running through my mind since the new one came to me. I'd like to have Kitten train her. We can use Stacy as Kitten's project so to speak."

Master held my hand and said, "Baby, look at me." I turned to search his face. "You may speak freely. Tell me what you think of this."

I swallowed hard. "I think it would be a wonderful opportunity for Kitten. She was telling me of her life on the drive up here and most she just skimmed over until it came to her tale of her visit here. Then as she told of it, I believe she was reliving every moment in her mind. That Sir Brendan knew her beloved Master was also a plus. He trusted Sir Brendan enough to bring her here for what she warmly calls her night of 'Firsts.' I have never seen her so much in control as when she dealt with Cunt. I know we will miss her, Master, but I think this is Kitten's next step to being the person You and Sir Brendan know she can be."

Master took me in his arms and hugged me tight, "That's my, Baby. You put it just right. So the question is how should we break the news to Kitten. She's been passed around so much in her short life. I don't want her to feel I'm pushing her off on you, Sir Brendan."

"Ah, not to worry there…" He stopped when the door to the red roomed open, Kitten walked out with Cunt crawling neatly on a leash at her side.

His head was down when they stopped in front of us and Kitten offered the leash to Sir Brendan. "Thank you very much for the use of your slave, Sir Brendan. It was most enlightening."

Without taking the leash, Sir Brendan motioned her to sit. "Enlightening how, my dear?"

Kitten took the seat next to him still holding Cunt's leash in her hand. "Well, I see that I would like to continue in the genre of study. I find I have so much more to learn. Cunt demonstrated defiance and a war of wills that I find very invigorating."

Sir Brendan turned to Master and me, to flash his brilliant smile before clearing his throat. "Kitten, we were just discussing your future and I have a proposition to place before you."

"Yes?" she said as her eyes locked on to Master's.

Master smiled and pointed to Sir Brendan, "Let him tell you, only know that you have the to right to turn it down if any of it doesn't suit your wants and needs, Kitten."

Sir Brendan took her hand and began, "Kitten, I would like you to come to live with me." She straightened, and started to say something, but he raised his finger to her lips, "Hear me out before you comment. Madam." She eyed him warily as he continued. "I do not wish you to come here as a slave, a submissive, nor a switch. If you come to live with me, I will expect you to take on Dominatrix responsibilities. You will be responsible for training Stacy." He pointed over to the cage. "You will be treated with the respect you have earned thus far, and the respect you will gather as you train."

Cunt was still kneeling at her feet and she reach one hand over to caress his head as she listened to Sir Brendan. "Cunt and the girls are my responsibility. However, your word," he looked directly into Cunt's eyes. "will be an extension of mine. None who have passed through this house has shown me the traits I have found in you. Would you come to stay with us and help round out my household." He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it.

Tears brimmed in Kitten's eyes and she blinked hard to hold them back. "That's the nicest proposal I have ever received, Sir Brendan. You are willing to take me under your wing and train me?"

"Yes."

She turned to Master and me as she continued, "With your permission, I would like to take the post Sir Brendan has offered."

Master and I nodded in unison. She jumped up and threw herself into our arms and hugged us both tight. Tears fell freely as she whispered how much she loved us, and thanked us for the care we had given her. Master handed her his hanky and she wiped her eyes. Standing up she moved in front of Sir Brendan and reached out her hand. "I accept your fine offer, and will do my best to meet and exceed your expectations for me, Sir Brendan."

"Of that I have no doubts, Mistress Kitten."

CHAPTER 21

Still holding Kitten's hand Sir Brendan stood. "Would you like to meet your new slave, Mistress Kitten."

"Yes, Sir Brendan, I would like to meet her," she replied as she handed Cunt's leash to him. He shocked us all by bending down and kissing her foot before moving to Sir Brendan's side.

They walked arm and arm to the cage. I saw Stacy move a little as Kitten reached out to stroke her head through the bars. Sir Brendan unlocked the cage and helped Stacy out of it. He handed her leash to Kitten saying, "I gift to you your first slave, may she please you in every way. Train her well and she will."

Taking Stacy's chin in her hand Kitten looked directly into her eyes. "Hello, Stacy, I'm to be your new Mistress. I don't have very many rules to start with, but one. You will always tell me the truth."

Stacy replied with a bob of her head and Kitten smiled and patted her head with a "good girl" at the end.

Just then Cunt let out a snarl and continued a low audible growl as the girls came into the room. He got a smack on the top of his head. "We are home Sir Brendan."

"I see, welcome home."

They turned to see Master and me, and walked over. "Its so nice to see you again. This must be Baby. We have heard so much about you. It's nice to finally put a face to a name," said the brunette as she took my hand to shake it.

"Oh yes, we are very please to see you again, Sir," piped in the blonde as she too shook my hand.

"Kitten, is that you?"

Stacy was kneeling to her side and she extended her hand to shake both the girls'. "How you two been? You are both looking great. Did you have a good trip?"

"Wonderful" they chimed together.

Sir Brendan wrapped his arm around Kitten's waist as he announced to the twins, "Mistress Kitten has agreed to stay with us and help train Stacy. She and Cunt already have already come to an understanding.

"That's wonderful," they again spoke in unison and hugged her.

They both looked down at Cunt, kneeling to Sir Brendan's left. The welts and red marks showed vividly in the dim lighting of the room. Elaine ran her hand over his back and smiled up at Kitten. "Yes I can see you and Cunt had a long talk on the matter. I am glad you came out on top." She giggled hard on the last word, as did her sister.

Master cleared his throat and I knew it was to hide a laugh. "Sir Brendan, we would like to thank you for your generous hospitality, and since it is getting late we really must be going. Kitten, I'll leave Baby's car here so you may come to collect your things later."

"Yes, I would like Mistress Kitten to start immediately. She'll find clothing in her room. Girls, let's see our guest out." Tugging on Cunt's leash he headed up the spiral staircase. Kitten slipped Stacy back into her cage before following behind the rest of us.

As I buttoned up my blouse Master and Kitten sat talking quietly. She was nodding a lot, then they stood and hugged.

I scooted in next to Master in the car, getting as close to him as I could. I would be very lonely without Kitten, but my heart sang for her. As we pulled away from the house I saw Sir Brendan, Mistress Kitten, Cunt and the twins waving good bye. All had big smiles and I knew each was thinking how much richer their lives would be, now that a Mistress had joined their ranks. All but Cunt, perhaps.

Content

J. J. MacGuire
Kitten

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 18

CHAPTER 19

CHAPTER 20

CHAPTER 21