Day and Knight Volume I

DAY AND KNIGHT VOLUME I

Chapter # 7

Since ‘Roget’s Musical Review’ was ‘dark’ in the jargon of the Broadway theater community, on Mondays and Tuesdays, Brenda and Patti agreed that Patti would come to her place after the Sunday evening show and stay with her until show time on Wednesday. This arrangement was suitable with Roger as well. Both of them had agreed that they didn’t just want Patti’s time with them to be consumed with lesbian love making, but also in the finer points and skills involved in feminine submission and discipline.

The four models, actually two lesbian couples, who also lived in the building, generally worked during the day, Monday through Friday. Brenda, in discussion with these girls, found that they were eager to have themselves and some other friends with whom they worked involved in on any discipline process Brenda had in mind.

Eventually, it turned out, that during the day time hours, Patti and Susan would ‘play’ with Jane and in the later hours of the day, the house would be full of good looking models, both black and white, who had a penchant for lesbian and submissive love making. Brenda hired another chef for Monday and Tuesday evening to attend to the culinary needs of all the women.

Jane, with Brenda’s permission, took it upon herself to see that Patti and Susan were in a constant state of arousal. She certainly had a knack for the fine caring touch requirements of other women. She set up waist-high tables so she could massage each girl at different times during the daylight hours. She stroked their legs, back, tits, nipples and most of all their ass and cunt. She used her very dexterous fingers and her mouth to great effect.

Patti told Roger, when they were alone again, that she must have had ten orgasms before lunch each of the three mornings she was at the house and an untold number before she went to bed. Further, that she learned more than she thought there was to know about using her own hands and mouth to bring another women to orgasm herself.

She told Roger that her intimacies with Susan where so intense that she would never be able to see her in the same light has she had previously even though she did not seek a continuing lesbian relationship with her.

In the evenings the four black models brought some their co-workers back to the house. Several were white girls, some were black, and several were of imprecise ancestral heritages; but all were either openly dominant or submissive and all were proudly gay. Jane was ecstatic.

On the Monday evening which was to be the next to the last night Patti was to stay with Brenda, Brenda announced that everyone should prepare for “a swinging whipping” party. Patti had no idea what that meant but Jane certainly did. Each resident and guest of the house were to get together in the large sitting room, to informally, openly and frankly, discuss any problems or complaints they had, either with their partner, the work place, or in society generally.

At the end of the chat period, which could last for hours, and where everyone was expected to participate, each girl, if they wished, could receive the best orgasm Jane could give and then use the whip on Jane’s naked body. Jane had a special talent and the tools for pleasuring others with her mouth; specifically, a lot of staying power, gained over years of practice, and she was adorned with a sizable, sliver, tongue stud which was immeasurably helpful.

It was tradition for any girl who wanted Jane to administer to her sexually only needed to strip and bring her legs up over her shoulders. One girl after another doffed her clothing and entered the middle of the circle. Jane didn’t know who she would be servicing because of her blindfold, but from the urging of the girls she knew what was expected and where to find it. Patti had never seen so many naked women with such svelte, erotic, and overtly eager bodies. Jane satisfied each one. Several of the girls came back for seconds, so to speak, including Susan.

“Is everyone satisfied with Jane’s performance tonight?” queried Brenda.

Affirmative nods were seen all around.

“Ok, then let’s get on with the next order of business,” she announced.

Brenda would do the ‘hanging’ honors. Jane was blindfolded and suspended off the floor by her wrists from a chain attached to a wench hidden in the ceiling. Her legs were stretched wide and attached by rope to heavy weights placed on the floor ten feet apart.

This was not a new exercise for most of the boarders. Being able to whip Jane after the discussion period was like having coffee after dinner. Most of the dozen women in the room seemed to get excited about the impending session and their conversation became more animated. Patti was led to believe that she was the special, invited, guest to the evenings festivities which obviously would be at Jane’s expense.

Brenda, once she had Jane hanging and exposed just the way she wanted her said, “Jane, you stupid, slut, where do you want me to whip you tonight?”

Jane always seemed to want to draw this scene out to it’s fullest and pretend that hanging nude in front of other women was the just the worst thing that could happen to her.

“Oh, Mistress please let me down. You know how I hate it when you humiliate me in front of my friends like this. Don’t whip me please Mistress. I’m already too sore for words,” she said.

“Nonsense, slut. You haven’t even begun to get sore. When we’re all done with you tonight it won’t be possible for you to sit down for two days. Now, where do you want me to whip you?

“Tell me slut, where do you what the whip. Tell me now, or I’ll beat the snot out of you, you chicken hearted bitch!”

Everyone in the room saw the fluid flow from poor little Jane’s cunt and she was aware everyone saw it too. She was in seventh heaven and everyone knew it.

“Mistress, if it pleases you, how about just a few strokes, easy ones, on my ass and legs, please,” she said in a quiet, almost inaudible voice.

“I didn’t hear you, slut. What did you say?”

“Mistress, if it pleases you Ma’am, please, I beg you, whip my ass and legs as hard and as often as you want, Ma’am,” she said more robustly this time.

All the girls in the room, shouted, hooped, and clapped as the first swing from Brenda’s whip landed hard against the back of Jane’s left leg.

Some of the other girls concentrated their efforts on Jane’s ass, while others centered on her tits. Some just hit her nipples with a rod. Every part of Jane’s body was covered with red singing bites. No welts. Just those little red bites that would drive her crazy.

Patti herself had never whipped another women and had to be encouraged to use more shoulder power when it came time for her to wield the whip. She stroked Jane’s ass and realized that her strokes were not nearly as hard as some of the other girls before her. She increase her efforts and then, Brenda shouted to her that she wanted her to whip Jane’s tits again and then her cunt.

Patti was surprised at her own reaction from seeing the whip move forward, in her hand, to hit Jane’s tender and yielding body.

At one point, Susan went to the kitchen and brought back a sprig of ginger root. “Mistress, who gets the honors of introducing this little gem to our favorite slut tonight,” Ma‘am?

“Let’s see if Patti knows what to do with it, Susan,” Brenda responded.

Well, of course, Patti had no idea what to do with the ginger root when Susan handed it to her. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Susan, jerked the root upward just a bit without being too obvious and Patti got the idea that it was supposed to go in one of Jane’s holes but she wasn’t sure which one. Or perhaps, it was to go in her mouth. Then she remembered the upward gesture and then her decision was down to two.

Pattie moved to the center of the ring of girls and tentatively touched Jane’s asshole. A few of the girls seemed to urge Pattie to press it into Jane’s cunt which she did. Jane howled. Patti could only imagine what she had done to poor Jane’s slippery and sensitive cunt. Jane howled again and again. The other girls clapped and hollered and shouted obscenities. One girl actually got up and shoved the root into her cunt even deeper than Patti had. Jane swooned and screamed all over again.

Eventually, the women removed the ginger root and reached out to revitalize Jane. They laid her down on the carpet and rubbed her with healing oils and creams. They sucked her nipples and cunt. They were all over her. They made her mad with desire and had her erupting in wild, energetic fulfillment within a very short period of time. Jane soon lay exhausted; the others smiled at her as they dressed and left the room.

Brenda didn’t have much time left to introduce Patti to some of her ideas about submissive women.

Jane was her good natured and deferential self during the day. And as the evening wore on, Brenda told Susan and Patti to strip and come to her bedroom. Both girls were instructed to service Brenda herself. Of course, Susan was able to demonstrate quickly that she knew what she was doing and was able to satisfy Brenda as one might expect from an expert who had been between Brenda’s legs many times previously.

Patti watched her every move with intense attention and appreciation.

Brenda told Patti that she would have the honor of servicing her early Wednesday morning. It would be her maiden voyage so to speak.

But, before they were given time to themselves, Brenda found two pairs of very high heels in her closet for Patti and Susan to wear. She drew the girls together and wrapped a leather strap tightly around the left leg of Susan and the right leg of Patti. She did the same thing just above their knees and again very high on their respective thighs. The process was repeated for the other legs. Just before synching the last thigh strap Brenda placed the end of a double ended dildo deep into each cunt. If one moved, the other was stirred. She then placed a face gag on each girl and attached them together at the mouth. The girls had never been this tightly pressed together. Since they were build similarly, their tits and nipples touched sensuously. To add to their feelings of intimacy Brenda clipped their nipple together as well. Their eyes widened with the pain.

They were to remain linked together for over an hour. Brenda made them rub against the dildo with the intent of giving themselves another climax. It was tough work but finally succeeded under the guidance of a flat whip applied energetically to each ass. Brenda had a blast watching her charges and beating them with the whip long into the night.

Patti had some aches and pains but she had some vivid dreams that night. She also had quite a story to tell Roger and Laurel. She was reveling in the growing sensations and variations of her own sexuality. She knew from personal experience of the wonderful explosive relief she was capable of experiencing and of the gratification she was able to give.

She wanted to tell Susan how it happened that she revealed her secret to Roger. When they were alone, in bed, Patti found, Susan’s warm, naked, body once again. She turned her back to Susan and said “Cuddle up against me Susan. Hold me. Wrap your arms around me. I hurt but, in my head, I feel good too. Just hold me.”

In a soft voice she began to unburden herself. “I shouldn’t have told him about you and Brenda. I was hanging by my ankles upside down. My body was stretched as tight as could be and he was playing the whip over my cunt and tits. He knew I was hiding something and he was going to find out what it was even if he kept me hanging all night. I couldn’t hold out any longer. I’m so sorry. I should have just let him beat me to death.”

“Sweetheart, don’t you worry about it any more. It’s over now. And, we are closer than ever. No one could blame you.”

Patti kissed Susan’s arm which was draped loosely over her shoulder and rubbed her foot against Susan’s leg which was resting gently against her own. They both were peacefully asleep in a matter of minutes.

End of Chapter # 7 of the 8 Chapters Consisting of Volume I