Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 4 by Long Tall Mary

As I prepared to continue my torture of Pam my cell phone rang and from glancing at Caller ID I noticed the name of the caller was Felicia Porter. We had worked together as dominatrix at the hotel a few years ago and the last I knew she left to move to California after having a falling out with Craig over drug use. As my opinion of her was quite favorable I took time out from my torture of Pam to answer the call rather than forward it to voice mail.

Felicia had just gotten back to Syracuse and had no place to stay and asked if she might stay with me for a few days until she could find employment and a permanent residence. I was non committal as to how long she could stay but I told her she could stay at least one night and gave her directions to my place.

Leaving Pam in her present state of restraint was not advisable due to the metal cuffs she was wearing. As cruel and sadistic a dominatrix as I am I've never caused permanent injury to anyone and the prolonged use of metal cuffs have the potential to cause such injury. Therefore in order to prepare for Felicia's arrival I removed the panties from Pam's mouth and removed her cuffs. Before she could summon the strength to resist I forced her into my cell and locked the door leaving her unrestrained. Her mouth was still spewing invectives but I smiled knowing that she would soon be subjected to torture by two dominatrix.

Felicia arrived within 30 minutes and her appearance had not changed significantly from when I last saw her. She is a stocky 30 year old brunette about 5'4 and 140 pounds whose characteristic attire is a miniskirt and a tight sweater which is how she was currently attired. We embraced each other as I showed her to my guest bedroom after allowing her to view my basement captive via the monitor.

While working at the hotel Felicia had been a very cruel and effective dominatrix with men. She is bi-sexual and related that while living in LA she worked as a dominatrix with an exclusively female clientele. When I offered her the opportunity to assist in the training of Pam she readily accepted and most certainly would have been angry had I not done so. She quickly changed into another vinyl mini with a black leather bikini. I instructed her to wear a ski mask as it was best to minimize the number of persons Pam could identify.

The thought of being subjected to two dominatrix, one masked, was certainly unsettling to Pam and as we approached the cell she was speechless as I introduced my new assistant to her identifying not by name but only as "Mistress". Unlocking the cell door I let Felicia take the initiative and she promptly dragged the wench unassisted towards the bondage floor board across the basement, her resistance proving futile.

We quickly positioned Pam doggy style on the board and attached leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles, as she ceased her struggling. Felicia attached a 6" strap on and made certain Pam saw it before taking a position to her rear and beginning her intrusions. I positioned myself in front of Pam kneeling with my asshole up to her face and ordered her to start licking. Their was no response so I rolled the cart containing my electroshock device next to the board and set about attaching the electrodes to her nipples. She immediately realized what I had in mind and begged to be spared and allowed to use her tongue on my asshole.

I gave her a temporary reprieve from the electroshock and reassumed my position in front of her. For the next 15 minutes Pam was subjected to a brutal double dose of Felicia painfully thrusting her strap on into her asshole and using her tongue to lick mine. Both Felicia and I took great delight knowing the pain and agony Pam was experiencing.

Her treatment of Pam was quite impressive and left me to ponder whether Felicia could serve as my assistant or substitute on occasion. For the present I decided it was time to break for the night as I was somewhat tired and eager to discuss affairs with Felicia. Ordinarily my overnight dungeon guests are confined to my cell but I decided Pam wasn't worthy of such a luxury, she would spend the night in my metal dog cage which was just large enough to sit in but not stand in. After inserting anal and vaginal dildos they were secured using the waist chain looped through the crouch and then padlocked. Pam was then stuffed into the cage and for spite I cuffed her wrists to the top of the cage.

Upstairs I prepared drinks for Felicia and myself and made known to her that in return for my hospitality I expected sexual tribute. Felicia has a minor submissive side and offered no protest, after a quick drink she was using her mouth upon my pussy as I sat on my bed sipping my second drink. As much as I enjoy unwilling females serving me sexually Felicia's competence in this area more than compensated for the absence of this factor.

We spent the night sleeping in separate rooms and at 7:00AM I went to the basement to continue my training of Pam leaving Felicia to perform some household cleaning tasks upstairs. Pam was begging for forgiveness with the night spent in the cramped cage having withered her defiant attitude. As tempting as it was to keep the wench enslaved indefinitely I decided she would be released by noon at the latest. She was allowed to consume a meal of liquid protein shake from a dog bowl inside the cage after I uncuffed her hands.

I called Craig and suggested he might wish to visit my dungeon and I assured him that Pam would personally apologize to him. Craig accepted my offer which I found surprising in that he is more of an person you talk to on the phone than you see in person. He indicated he would be at my place at 11:00AM.

Turning my attention back to Pam I explained I would release her at 11:00 if she was responsive to the remainder of her training and if I judged that her apology to Craig was sincere. The training would include the electroshock therapy. "I will obey Mistress" she uttered in a seemingly respectful tone and the first time she had addressed me by title.

Pam was removed her from the cage and attached to my special chair using leather restraints for her wrists, ankles and waist. Gel and electrodes were then applied to each boob and her clit. I was somewhat disappointed that her pussy was already shaven as for pure humiliation nothing beats a forced shaving. Since my last use of electroshock therapy I had modified my unit so as to be able to deliver shocks from all three electrodes simultaneously or any combination of the three.

In addition I was using for the first time a training CD that I had purchased over the Internet. The CD is played and made audible to the trainee in this case by rolling a CD amplifier on a cart in front of her. Contained on the CD are nearly thirty statements for a submissive trainee to repeat such as "I'm a useless slut", "Have a good day master/mistress" etc. These commands can be selected individually by the trainer or at random. The trainer gauges the response of the trainee and delivers the appropriate level of shocks. For the next thirty minutes I amused myself repeatedly shocking and subjecting her to the maximum I thought she could tolerate. I stopped after I was satisfied that her oral responses had been excellent and I left her restrained in the chair for the time being.

Leaving Pam unattended and to ponder Craig's arrival I went upstairs to check on Felicia and was highly peeved to find her clad in bra and panties lounging on my living room recliner with a drink in hand and watching the Playboy Channel. None of the housework assigned to her had been completed.

I don't take kindly to someone ignoring my orders whether they are a submissive, house guest or whatever. Felicia was quite surprised to find herself in a rigid hog tie on the living room floor and connected to the couch to keep her from rolling about. For good measure I attached a face muzzle with a penis gag and for further spite I turned the TV from the Playboy Channel to the Christian Broadcasting Network's 700 Club. She would learn a lesson in obedience as I prepared Pam for Craig's arrival.

Pam was worn down from the cumulative effects of her confinement especially the electroshock. Her defiant attitude was not apparent, she spoke in a respectful manner and finally conceded after a period of denial that she had stolen money from the johns wallet. She was to apologize to Craig for her intolerable conduct and would serve him sexually upon his arrival. If not she could expect additional confinement and punishment.

Upon Craig's arrival I introduced him to Felicia still hog tied and gagged on the living room floor. Despite their falling out a few years back Craig indicated he was willing to consider rehiring her. Craig smiled and helped himself to a quick finger fuck of the wench.

Next I showed Craig to the basement where I had Pam arranged for him naked, on her back and in a ball tie position that made her very accessible. I have no doubt Craig experienced an instant erection, how many guys wouldn't under the circumstances.

Prior to Craig's arrival I had carefully scripted what Pam was to say and with the electroshock cart only a few feet away I was quite confident she would not deviate from the script. She declared herself a piece of trailer trash, begged for forgiveness and to be used in any way Craig saw fit. Leaving the two alone I went upstairs and couldn't resist listening to the audio monitor. It was quite obvious Craig was having his way.

As a final affront to Pam's dignity a condition of her release was that she wear a special chastity device for three days. This is a conventional metallic type of device with one difference. The lock to the device requires a computer chip key which can not be made by the typical locksmith. I only have two keys for it, I kept one and the other I gave to Craig. He would decide when to release it.

Depriving a wench like Pam of the use of her main sex port was indeed a fitting punishment. Craig reveled in knowing what control he exerted over her and I'm certain would at the minimum extract oral sex from her as a condition of release. Craig was in a state of visible euphoria as both of them left together, Pam not surprisingly appeared quite dejected.

Soon after their departure I freed Felicia from her restraints and ordered her to don a maid's uniform. Humbled by the punishment I had inflicted upon her she accepted this servitude and was made to perform household chores for several hours. In addition she would accompany me later in the evening to the monthly bondage support group meeting of which I am the leader. Her reward for all this is she would be allowed to stay a few more nights for free.

This meeting is held at a bar in East Syracuse and is designed as a means of introducing new enthusiasts to BDSM both male and female, dominate or submissive. Typically a demonstration of basic bondage techniques is performed and tonight she would be the submissive demonstrator hardly to her liking. I led her on a collar and leash into the meeting room where about twenty people were in attendance and she was stripped and attached to a overhead bar. She was forced to remain on display for about thirty minutes while I delivered my lecture then she was subjected to another twenty minutes or so of assorted lashes using a flogger, cat of nine, and crop.

Soon after this an event occurred which would change my career perspective. I received a call from Mad Max who is the premiere gay bondage trainer in the Syracuse area requesting my assistance at one of his sessions. He had a gay client who was basically a woman hater, perhaps heterophobic might be the psychological classification, and Max felt that a female forcing sex upon him might contribute to his character development.

It had been a long time since a male cock had penetrated my port and I wasn't crazy about the idea. However I did owe Max a favor as a few years back when I worked at the hotel Max did for me in reverse what he was now requesting. One of my clients was homophobic and I felt that a male forcing sex upon him would be good for him and Max did the act without any questions. Word of it got around and it had a lasting effect upon my reputation as a cruel and bizarre dominatrix.

I might Max at his dungeon and after changing into my bedroom essentials donned a ski mask. The sub was naked, spread eagled on his back, attached with leather cuffs to the bed, and ring gagged. A slovenly looking guy in his 30s he had no idea what Max had arranged for him. As he saw me approach he began to thrash violently in his restraints while his gag stifled any attempt at spoken protest. Max had kept him hard with a cock ring which I removed before mounting him. As I inserted his still rigid cock into my fuckhole I can still remember the look of abject surrender on his face. It really gave me a good feeling.

Max's reputation for being cruel and bizarre was on a plane with my own. It was rumored that he had access to an erectogenic drug which is injected into the penis to cause an instant and involuntary erection. As I prepared to begin my thrusting Max let the sub know that if he went limp he would do just that. To this day I don't know if Max was bluffing but it did the trick and the he stayed hard. I subjected the pitiful sub to nearly ten minutes of thrusting before he came and you can't overstate the high I experienced from breaking him.

That event had the effect of causing me to reassess my own sexual direction. Since my divorce I've had few sexual encounters with males other than the BDSM type with me as the dominant. The feeling of a real cock inside me despite the fact the fact that the wimp was a totally worthless piece of trash rekindled my desire for a non bondage affair with a male. I'll relate in another chapter how I came to grips with this matter.

END Part 4