Irish Master Pt.5 "The Marks of a Submissive" First Half
The day had finally come for Missy to make a decision. To stay with
this man and become his submissive or go home and never see him again.
The thought of not seeing him ever again brought tears to her eyes. In
one week she had developed feelings for him. More than she ever
expected to have in a relationship such as this. She only, when she
started this, wanted to experience the real life of bdsm and to
actually learn how to submit and experience pain instead of fantasize
about it. How easy it was to develop more than experiencing fantasies.
This was a live man who not only trained her, but treated her
decently. Unlike some of her past relationships. He took care to make
sure that it was not just he that was satisfied in a session. Looking
at her Master while he read his paper brought feelings swelling up
inside of her. He was true to his word. He did not say anything to her
all day today or touch her. He wanted her to rest and reflect about
this past week.
She knew the answer to his question. She loved this man whom she has
learned to call only "Master". She wanted to spend as much time as she
could with him and learn to know him better. She moved her lips to
speak.
"Master, I have made a decision."
He raised his eyes from the paper and lowered it to gaze at her. "Yes,
what is your choice?"
"To stay" She replied, "I love you and respect you and want to learn
to please you. I cannot leave now."
The Master smiled, "You please me already Missy, but it now pleases me
more with your answer. Are you prepared for what lies ahead then? For
I will have some things done to you so everyone knows you are owned by
me."
Missy frowned and curiously asked, "What sort of things Master?"
He replied, "The Marks of a Submissive." I will have a tattoo put on
you and some other things done to you to show you are mine. Tomorrow,
is when we will do this. I am going to invite company over. We will
make a celebration of this for not only will I announce that you are
mine, it is also St. Patrick's Day." He grinned with glee, stood up,
and did a little Irish jig in front of her which made her laugh to see
the sight.
He went over to her and drew her up into his arms and held her tight
and twirled her around. He was happy and delighted she wanted to stay.
He worried with the bullwhipping of yesterday that she might change
her mind. He would still do that to her at times, but with more care
and slowly build up her tolerance to it. He kissed her and told her he
needed to make a few phone calls and lightly patted her ass and told
her to go to bed for she will need her rest and he will join her
shortly.
Missy went up the stairs and could hear her Master on the phone
speaking to someone about tomorrow. She was a little fearful of the
tattooing. She knew it could hurt but happy and willing to submit to
it for this man and be his.
The night was spent in sweet lovemaking and slumbers and to Missy went
by too quickly. The next day she was told absolutely no clothing on at
all . Not even the collar which surprised her. She had not been
without that collar since she came into the house for the first time.
This was now strange to her not to feel that piece of leather around
her neck. What did he have planned?
It was afternoon before her Master ordered her down to the basement.
He made her lie down on her back on a table to which he bound her
wrists above and apart over her head and her legs were up in the air
and apart. He grinned at her and said,
"The party starts as soon as the guests arrive. In the meantime," He
paused and raised up an object for Missy to view, "Lets get you
prepped up for it."
Missy looked at the object and seen that it was a vibrator that had
adjustable speeds. Her Master set it on low and lowered it slowly
towards her pussy starting first just below the navel and running it
slowly down and around towards her cunt lips. He ran it over them, up
and down before bringing it up to her clit. The vibrations were just
enough to get her aroused but not enough to get her to climax which
Missy started begging for. Her Master was laughing at her telling her
she was so impatient. He moved the vibrator away from her clit and
down to insert into her cunt hole. He kept it on the low speed as he
inserted it in making her moan louder as he slowly fucked her with it.
He inserted it all the way in and took a clamp and grabbed her two
pussy lips and clamped them shut over the vibrator so it would not
come out. As soon as he had done this, he heard the doorbell ring.
Looking at Missy, he jokingly said, "Do not go away, I will be right
back."
Her Master left to go answer the door leaving Missy to moan and squirm
over the wonderful vibrations that were going on inside her. She could
hear him speaking and a woman answering as they were coming back down
the steps. He came down with a beautiful, tall, long red-haired woman
who led by their leashes, two men dressed in nothing but green colored
leather thonged underwear in honor of the day. The woman herself was
wearing a long fur coat in which one of the men was helping her off
with and he draped over his arm until told that he could hang it up on
a peg by the wall. The lady had on underneath the coat, a green
leather chained teddy and thigh high boots with spiked heels. She was
laughing and talking to Missy's Master and making light conversation
while pretending that Missy was not there. When she did turn to look
her way, she smiled and spoke,
"So, this is the main attraction of the evening." She turned back
grinning at her host, "Ryan, I must say, your taste in women is
improving."
The red-haired lady slowly walked over to the table and ran one, long
fingernail up and around her tits. She was sensually licking her lips
while gazing down at this body. She ran her nail up and down across
those breasts and then down to Missy's pussy and slid the fingernail
between the lips to lightly finger the clit and press against the
clamp holding her hole shut. She then ran it back up under Missy's
hood flicking the clit as she did so and bent down to look at it like
she was examining the area smiling like she knew a secret that Missy
did not know.
When she straightened back up she smiled at Ryan and told him, "I see
we have a lot of fun in store for us. Many things I could do to this
area if you let me."
Ryan smiled back, "No, just do what I asked of you tonight. Perhaps in
the future we will consider it."
The lady shrugged and nodded her head in agreement. She looked back at
Missy and introduced herself as Mistress Hera but told Missy just to
address her as "Mistress" for the rest of the night. The doorbell was
ringing again as more guests arrived. More Dom's coming with their
submissives who were all dressed in green leather. All types were
there. Masters with their female subs, (some had males) Mistresses
with submissives of both genders with them. The room was full of them
laughing and talking while their subs kneeled on the floor not
speaking unless spoken to. Some came over to gaze at Missy who wiggled
in her torment and smiled at her Missy was blushing at everyone
looking at her nakedness. Among them, she recognized Mac from the day
before who grinned at her knowing that he was going to get a second
chance at her tonight. Missy remembered his cock very well for it was
still sore from the fucking that he gave her.
"It's time for the party to begin." Her Master said, "As you all know
to the reason why I invited you here." He turned to Missy, "This
submissive has decided to put herself into my care and to submit
completely to my desires and learn how to please me. I want to
celebrate this day and have witnesses to see her proof of submission
and to see what a fine gift I have. We will now begin." Master Ryan
went to a box and handed out paddles to every Dom in the room and had
them line up in front of Missy. He took the ropes that bound her legs
and tightened them so Missy's ass was up in the air and when he made
sure the bindings were secure. He turned to them and said, "17 smacks
each with the paddles. 17 smacks standing for the date of St.
Patrick's Day."
Missy's eyes widened because she looked at the line. There was 17
Dominants in line and each of them was going to paddle her. The rest
of the submissives were ordered to count the smacks as each came up.
Her Master began. Softly at first to warm up her ass and then with
more force. Missy tried not to cry out as the paddle came smacking
down. It stung and burned and felt like fire that was getting hotter
and closer to her. When he hit 17, he stopped and stepped away to make
way for the next one down the line. Each of them striking her ass 17
times. Laughingly, some of the Dom's were keeping count along with the
submissives for they were enjoying the game and the struggles Missy
made against her bindings. Down the line they went and by the time
they were all done Missy was crying out with each strike and was
relieved when was over. Master Ryan came up and felt the warmth of her
ass. He rubbed and then grabbed the cheeks and pulled them apart and
squeezed them like he was trying to get a handful. He bent down and
Missy thought he would taste her like he had done so many times before
but he smelled her musk and breathed it in deep like it was
sweet-smelling perfume which, to him, was. He smiled while breathing
in the scent but tonight he was going to share her with all of his
friends and he, as the host, would be last in line. He looked at
Mistress Hera and told her that Missy was hers to toy with now.
Mistress was rubbing her crotch with a desire for she wanted this
bound lass now and knew that Missy had never tasted a woman before
tonight and was honored that she was going to be the first one.
The Mistress walked up to her and ran her hands up and down Missy's
body. Harder this time. Feeling, pinching, pulling on nipples and cunt
lips. She bent down to suck on one of the nipples which made Missy
gasp and her eyes widened. A woman had never touched her sexually
before. She did not know what to think of it. She tried to relax her
mind and think about it, but the sensations were too strong. She was
too aroused by the vibrator in her cunt and the feelings of excitement
that this woman was raising by touching and sucking on her. The
Mistress reached down and took off the clamp which brought a burning
feeling to Missy for the clamp had been on there a long time. The
Mistress removed the vibrator also and inserted her fingers into her
cunt and ran them around inside of her to get some of the juices that
were produced by the sensuous torture that her Master and friends had
caused. She raised the fingers to her lips to lick and taste the
juices and smiled and spoke, "You are right Ryan; she does have a
sweet tasting cunt. Now, perhaps it is time she knew what one tasted
like also...
To be continued.......
