LYNNE: CHAPTER 29. A CELEBRATION.
The revolving restaurant at the top of Centre Point tower in the heart of Sydney
offers panoramic views of the city and beyond. A couple sat by the window and
looked out over the city to the south. They watched as a Boeing 747-400
descended from the darkness to land at Mascot airport.
" So. They're both unconditionally submissive now; both purely sexual creatures
?" Lynne's husband said as he turned to face the Blonde Woman sitting opposite
him.
" Yes. They have no sense of dignity or self respect left at all. They've both
surrendered their honour completely. They do whatever I tell them to."
" And the more disgusting or degrading it is the more they like it."
" No, the more they love it. We've broken them, and rebuilt them the way we
want them"
Lynne's husband let out a slow pleasurable breath and stared out at the bright
lights of Sydney below him. " They always were what they are now. We just helped
them to realise what they are; and to accept it."
The Blonde Woman smiled at him, she'd heard him say those very same words
before. " Neither of them have any limits any more. The contest is close, either
could win; but it doesn't matter who wins."
" Agreed." Lynne's husband said as he turned to face her again." Where are they
now ?"
" Strutting their stuff in a strip club." They smiled at each other.
" I feel like celebrating."
" I thought you would." The Blonde Woman said still smiling. " I've got just
the woman for you."
" Is she ready ?"
" Does it matter ?" They smiled at each other again. " I'm bored with her
anyway. But it's been fun playing with her. She's such a confused little thing.
She has all that power and fame; she's such a dominant woman in every aspect of
her public life; and she's such a submissive little slut in her private life.
She's a remarkable woman."
" And she's destined to achieve a lot in her public life." Lynne's husband added
thoughtfully. " She'll be a useful ally.......If we allow her to succeed."
The lift descended quickly and the chauffeur had the limousine waiting for them.
The drive to St Yves took them over the Harbour Bridge and into the leafy
surrounds of one of Sydney's wealthiest suburbs.
" She's never been with a man before?" Lynne's husband knew she hadn't, but
still found it hard to believe.
" Never." The Blonde Woman replied as they walked up the cobbled stoned footpath
of the Tudor Style Home. " She's smart, IQ of 143 so we don't want to give her
too much time to think."
" I don't care what her IQ is or how smart the stupid bitch thinks she is. Give
her time to think, it will only make it worse for her and better for us."
Lynne's husband replied with a harsh edge to his voice.
The maid smiled when she opened the door. She was an attractive woman, slim,
late 20s, short dark hair and smooth olive skin. Like all the female servants
she wore a short black skirt, black stockings, a sheer white blouse and low
heeled shiny black shoes.
" Good evening Mistress." She said timidly. The Blonde Woman pushed past her and
led Lynne's husband into a large brightly lit foyer.
" Have you got the Butt Plug up your arse like I told you to Kim ?"
" Yes Mistress." She replied quickly, a desperate edge to her voice.
" Good." The Blonde Woman said quietly but firmly. " Where's Cathy ?"
" Miss Thomas is in her study Mistress." She'd had the plug up her arse for
hours teasing her; arousing her. All she needed to cum now was her Mistress's
permission.
Catherine Anne Thomas was the owner of the house. She was an only child; her
father had left her mother for an 18 year old swimwear model when her mother was
seven months pregnant with Catherine. Her father left his mother with a huge
divorce settlement and a simmering hatred of men: Catherine inherited both off
her mother. And at just 31 she was on the verge of being appointed to a Senior
Cabinet portfolio.
She was a typical right wing politician. She preached the virtues of 'The
Family', and bemoaned the decline in 'Moral Standards'. She was anti - abortion;
was opposed to equal rights for Gay and Homosexual couples, and was strongly pro
censorship. Like most like her, her main strength was hypocrisy.
She is an attractive and intelligent woman; reasonably slim, with shoulder
length brown hair and smallish breasts. She has four passions in life. Power,
wealth, beautiful women and submitting herself to her 'Mistress'; the Blonde
Woman.
She pursues the first two in the spotlight of an adoring public and media. Her
other passions however are pursued with an obsessive degree of secrecy and
discretion. Fortunately there is no shortage of Laptop Lesbians in the Federal
Parliament or the Canberra Press Gallery who are all as equally paranoid about
secrecy and privacy as she is.
Very few people knew of Catherine's other life, unfortunately for her, the
Blonde Woman was one who did. Catherine had met her two years ago at a Party
fundraising dinner. Catherine was attracted to her from the moment she saw her.
The sexual aura that surrounds the Blonde Woman had been as intoxicating and
addictive to Catherine as it had to Lynne and Kristy and others. The Blonde
Woman toyed with her all night.
Late in the evening Catherine was standing in front of the mirror in the Ladies
room fluffing her hair and checking her make up. The Blonde Woman walked up
behind her and gently rested her hands on the soft skin of Catherine's bare
shoulders and they stared into each others eyes in the mirror. Neither spoke,
neither needed to. A few minutes later they were on the bed in Catherine's room
on the 17th floor. They're bodies entwined in a heated frenzy of passion and
lust.
Catherine and The Blonde Woman shared several nights of pleasure together over
the next few months. Catherine had never enjoyed sex as much in her life as she
did with the Blonde Woman. She wasn't in love with her, she wouldn't allow
herself to love anybody, but there were nights she ached for the soft touch of
her hands and tongue.
The Blonde Woman sensed Catherine's submissive side the first time they made
love, and slowly changed the way they made love. Each time they were together
the Blonde Woman took Catherine another few steps down a path she didn't even
know she was on.
Catherine had been as easy to manipulate as Lynne or Kristy and when the moment
was right, the Blonde Woman showed Catherine what she'd only ever fantasised
about.
She had the slaves serve them dinner and entertain them. Catherine saw the cages
where the slaves were kept; and watched in awe as a woman was whipped violently
in the dungeon. Within a matter of days it was Catherine tied to the whipping
post as the Blonde Woman flogged her and abused her.
Over the next two years Catherine submitted herself to the Blonde Woman when the
opportunity presented itself; but only ever to the Blonde Woman; no one else
knew this side of her; and no one else ever would. They called it 'Playing' but
it was never a game to the Blonde Woman.
But ultimately, Catherine's passion for power and success was more important to
her than the physical and emotional pleasure she received at the hands of her
'Mistress.' Catherine had limits on when and how she would submit to her
Mistress; and the Blonde Woman was not interested in women with limits.
Catherine trusted very few people but the intimacy and the ecstasy she shared
with the Blonde Woman had led her to trust her completely. She had hired Kim on
the recommendation of the Blonde Woman.
The mud rakers had scoured through her past and come up with nothing to throw at
her. Catherine made very few mistakes in her life; she didn't know yet that
trusting the Blonde Woman was a mistake; let alone just how big a mistake it
was.
She was sitting behind a large Tasmanian Oak desk watching a tape of an
interview she'd done earlier on 'A Current Affair'. Her debating skills, her
intellect, her ability to think on her feet and the ruthless manner in which she
pursued those who opposed her was almost frightening. At times during debates
Catherine came as close as it is possible to drawing blood from an opponent with
the use of only words. She had no time for views different to her own.
But she found it difficult to concentrate; she'd made arrangements to meet the
Blonde Woman later. She squirmed restlessly in her chair in anticipation of what
was to come.
Kim knocked softly on the door. She didn't need to this time, her Mistress was
here, but she still felt intimidated in Catherine's presence.
" What do you want !" Catherine didn't take her eyes off the image of herself on
the television.
" Um....Excuse me Miss." Kim said meekly.
" It's not what she wants that matters Cathy." The Blonde Woman said coldly.
Catherine's head spun in the direction of the familiar voice.
Catherine's demeanour gave no hint of surprise or concern as she watched the
Blonde Woman and a man she didn't know walk into her study. She gracefully eased
herself to her feet; her face lit up in the fake smile she had mastered at an
early age.
" You're early." She said calmly, then looked suspiciously at the man she didn't
know. She knew something was wrong, but she wasn't sure what. " And who is the
gentleman with you ?"
" Shut the fuck up Cathy." The Blonde Woman snapped at her as she slammed a
briefcase on the desk.
" Leave and shut the door behind you Kim." Catherine said, still seemingly
unfazed by what was happening.
" You were told to shut up you fucking little dyke slut." Kim spat at her. She'd
been waiting months to say something like that to the stuck up bitch. Outwardly
Catherine remained calm. Her eyes moved from Kim to Lynne's husband and then to
the Blonde Woman.
" Alright." Catherine said in a measured tone. " Exactly what is it you want ?"
Her face still wore the fake smile.
The smile disappeared with a gasp as Lynne's husband grabbed her around the
throat and pulled her face close to his. No one had ever treated her like that
before, except the Blonde Woman when they were playing. For the first time in a
long time Catherine was frightened. Lynne's husband could see the fear in her
eyes, and he liked it.
" If you don't fucking shut up, I'll shut you up. Do you understand ?"
Everyone in the room was silent, but the room was still filled with the voice of
Catherine Anne Thomas. Her voice was coming from the TV; the tape of her
interview was still playing.
" The decline in moral standards in this country should be of concern to every
decent Australian. The Family is the corner stone on which.....
" Fuck you talk a lot." Lynne's husband said as he grabbed the remote off the
desk and hit the off button. " All you do is talk shit, eat pussy and beg to
have your fat arse spanked. "
" And she's not much good at eating pussy anyway." The Blonde Woman said
sarcastically. " I'm bored with you Cathy. But I thought I'd play with you one
more time; for old times sake..... Kim." Kim moved to the middle of the room. "
Can you feel that big plastic plug up your tight little arse hole Kim ?"
" Yes Mistress." Kim answered softly, closing her eyes for a moment as she
spoke." I can feel it up my arse Mistress."
" Do you like the way it feels little slut ?"
" I love the way it feels Mistress. It's stretching my arse hole open." Kim's
voice trembled slightly as she spoke and stared submissively into her mistress's
eyes.
" Squeeze your arse hole around it Kim, squeeze your little slut arse hole
around that thing you stuck up yourself."
They watched as Kim's shoulders pulled back and her body grew tense as she
squeezed her arse hole around the plastic butt plug .The expression on her face
showed the intense pleasure what she was doing gave her.
" Tighter little slut, squeeze your little arse hole tighter."
" Yes Mistress..." Kim moaned softly.
" Now make your arse hole grab at it. Squeeze it and then let it go and squeeze
it again." They watched Kim's body tense and then relax as her body grabbed at
the plastic thing inside her. " Keep doing it Kim. Close your eyes and
concentrate on your tight little arse hole with that big but plug stuck up it."
" Yes Mistress." Kim moaned softly.
" Kim loves having things up her arse." The Blonde Woman said to Catherine. "
Cock's, candles, tongues, vibrators. She can cum from just having a butt plug
up her arse. Can't you Kim?"
" Yes Mistress." Kim panted, her face flushed, her silk panties soaking up the
juices that now flowed from her shaved cunt.
" Show Catherine how you get yourself off Kim." " Yes Mistress. Thank you
Mistress." Lynne's husband saw the look in Catherine's eyes. It was a look he
knew well. A look he'd seen many times with many women. He let go of her, and
watched her watching Kim.
" She won't even have to touch herself Cathy. She's somewhat............anally
obsessed, but she's a good little slut."
The room was silent except for Kim's heavy breathing. Catherine just stared at
her. Her body was tensing and relaxing as she squeezed her arse hole around the
plastic thing inside her. " It feels so good Miss." Kim groaned softly. " I make
my arse hole grab it like this....... And then I let it go and then I grab it
again. It's like someone's fingering my arse hole."
Her breathing grew heavier, faster. " It's been up my arse for hours Miss;
spreading my arse hole open; moving around inside me when I walk; pushing up
inside me when I sit down. And when I bend over it...."
Kim didn't speak any more after that, she couldn't. She just stood there making
her body grab at it, feeling it inside her, moaning louder as her orgasm grew
closer.
Catherine's face was flushed, her breathing heavy now too as she watched Kim get
herself off. Kim was moaning loudly as her body grabbed at it faster and faster.
She moved her legs close together and groaned loudly. The thing inside her felt
bigger now; standing like that made it stretch her arse hole wider. Her hands
were by her side clenched into tight fists, her knuckles turning white.
" May I cum Mistress ?" She panted desperately. " May I cum please ?"
" You'll have to ask Catherine. You're still her little servant girl."
" May I cum please Miss.........Please......... ?"
Catherine's voice shook as she spoke: " Yes."
Kim closed her eyes and grunted loudly as her orgasm shook her body. Her groans
became louder as her orgasm grew more intense; she threw her head back and
screamed as her orgasm peaked and whimpered softly as it slowly subsided. "
Thank you Miss." She panted as the last ripples of pleasure washed over her.
The expression on Catherine's face was very different now to the one she'd had
just a few minutes earlier. The defiance was gone; she had a glazed almost numb
look in her eyes. The crotch of her white silk panties was damp, she could feel
the moister seeping out of her.
The Mistress opened the briefcase she'd slammed on the desk earlier and threw a
red Slave Girl outfit and a dog collar and leash on the table in front of her.
" Do you want to play one more time Catherine ?" The Mistress asked taunting
her. She saw Catherine look at Lynne's husband and Kim nervously. " These people
can be trusted. I could have 'outed' you a long time ago if I wanted to
Catherine, your secret is safe. Do you want to play one more time Catherine ?
You've never played with other people before.....You've never played with a man
before. You know you want to."
" No. I can't......." She wanted so desperately to say yes. " Why can't we just
continue as before ?" She pleaded softly. " You always had fun playing with me
before, why do we have to stop now...."
" Because I'm bored with you slut. You're a cheap whore who wants to pretend
she's something else. I have more interesting women to play with than you
Catherine. Look at Kim, she's a better whore than you. She's much more
attractive and she has a much better body than you; and Kim has a nice cunt, you
don't."
" I've never liked your hairy cunt Catherine. Your cunt should be shaved; all
sluts should shave their cunts shaved." Catherine licked her lips nervously as
the Mistress abused her.
" Please don't......" Catherine said in a low voice, her fingers running over
the sheer silk material of the scarf on her desk. The scarf she wore around her
body when her 'Mistress' played with her. " Please don't go."
Catherine needed one more time with her 'Mistress.' This would be her last
chance to act out the fantasies that had haunted her for so long. She'd had the
fantasies under control until she met the Blonde Woman;and she would control
them again once the Blonde Woman was out of her life; but she needed this one
last time with her.
Catherine eased herself onto her knees in front of the Mistress. " Please stay
Mistress, please stay and let me be your slave." She was theirs to do with as
they pleased now.
Kim dressed Catherine in the red Slave Girl outfit and led her out into the
sitting room by the leash attached to the dog collar around her neck. She led
her around the room, parading her for the Mistress and Lynne's husband who sat
together on a leather couch.
" She's very plain." Lynne's husband said looking at her disappointedly." She's
not at all pretty, her tits are too small and she's overweight."
" It's only her arse though don't you think ?." The Mistress said gesturing for
Kim to bring her over." She's got a fat arse, but the rest of her body isn't too
bad."
" It's not just her arse, she's fat; she's a fat slut. Aren't you?"
" Yes Master, I'm a fat slut." Catherine's voice trembled. She'd never displayed
herself like this to a man before. Never called a man Master before. It made
her hairy cunt wet.
" I quite like her tits. They're an unusual shape, and her nipples are very
large when she's aroused, as you can see." The Mistress said as she reached up
and squeezed Catherine's stiff nipples. " But she has the ugliest cunt you've
ever seen." She paused and looked into her eyes. " Show him." Catherine's hands
shook as she lifted up the front of her little Slave Girl skirt. She'd never
shown a man her cunt before. Lynne's husband looked at her with an expression of
disgust on his face.
" You've got an ugly cunt slut." He ran his finger lightly over her wet lips.
Catherine moaned softly. " Yes Master, I've got an ugly cunt, an ugly hairy
cunt." Her voice was heated now, her face filled with lust. She moaned again,
louder this time as his finger touched her clitoris.
" She's fuckable." Lynne's husband said looking at her. " But she'll have to be
shaved first. Take her away and prepare her for me."
" Yes Master." Kim said bowing her head.
Catherine stood in front of them again a few minutes later. " Did she behave
herself while you shaved her Kim ?"
" No Mistress. She kept trying to play with herself. She's such a horny slut."
" She wanted me to play with myself." Catherine said angrily. " She wanted me
kneel down on the floor and lick her shoes and play with myself."
" Think yourself lucky that Kim considers you worthy of licking her shoes little
whore. I take it you didn't do as she told you to ?"
" No Mistress. She's just a servant. I...."
" You think you're too good to lick her shoes, don't you slut ?"Catherine's head
slumped. " Yes Mistress."
" Well you're not. Get down and lick her shoes and tell her you're sorry for
being such a stuck up slut."
Catherine lowered herself to the floor and started licking the shoes of her
servant. " I'm sorry I'm such a stuck up bitch." She said as her tongue left a
trail of saliva over Kim's shiny black shoes. " I'm sorry I'm such a stuck up
fucking slut."
" That's better." The Mistress said. " Now, show us your cunt again."
Catherine moaned softly as she stood there holding up her little skirt while
Lynne's husband and the Mistress looked at her freshly shaved cunt. " It's still
ugly." Lynne's husband said running his finger over her lips and clitoris again.
Catherine groaned loudly and her knees bent involuntarily.
" Calm down slut." The Mistress yelled as she slid a finger inside Catherine's
wet cunt. Lynne's husband's finger was still rubbing her clitoris; Catherine had
never been touched like this by a man before, let alone been treated like this
by a man. She'd only ever made love to women, only ever submitted herself to the
Blonde Woman.
" Can I cum please Mistress." She panted desperately. They all laughed at her.
" No you can't cum you dirty little whore. See what I mean about her, the little
slut wants to cum already." The Mistress said spitefully." She's such a horny
little slut; such a selfish little slut."
" I am a horny little slut. I'm your horny little slut Mistress."
Catherine fell to her knees and started licking the Mistress's shoes. " I'm your
dirty little slut Mistress, I'm your whore, I'm your slave." Her tongue worked
it's way up the Mistress's leg. The Mistress pushed her away and stood over her.
" Eat me little whore."
Catherine crawled over to her and lifted the front of her dress, she had no
panties on. " Oh God Mistress. You have such a beautiful pussy." Catherine
licked her way up the Mistress's thighs and over to her pussy. The Mistress
looked over at Kim. " You know what to do."
" Yes Mistress." Kim knelt behind her and lifted the back of her dress. Lynne's
husband watched as The Mistress enjoyed the sensation of having Catherine's
tongue inside her pussy, and Kim's tongue up her arse.
" On my clit slut." The Mistress moaned softly. She grabbed Catherine by the
hair and pulled her head hard against her wet pussy as Kim's tongue slid in and
out of her arse hole.
" On the outside of my arse hole Kim, run your tongue around the outside of my
arse hole. Lick my clit faster Cathy, faster....Yes my little sluts. That's
it....That's what your Mistress like's."
She was moaning loudly now, fucking Cathy's face as she held onto her hair with
both hands. " Now stick your tongue right up my arse Kim, all the way up my
arse. Yes, that's it. Keep licking my clit Cathy, faster. Lick it faster you
little slut.....Now stick your tongue inside me Cathy......"
The Mistress came as Cathy's tongue slid into her wet pussy. She was very loud
when she came. Yelling out for her sluts to stick their tongues inside her. She
pushed them away when she was finished with them and brushed out the creases in
her dress before she sat back down next to Lynne's husband on the couch.
Catherine was lying on the floor, her hands between her legs, her fingers
probing away at her wet shaved cunt. " Stop it you little slut." The Mistress
said angrily. " No one said you could play with yourself."
" I'm sorry Mistress, I can't help it, I have to cum....I have to."
Lynne's husband stood up and took off his belt and whipped Cathy hard across her
arse. She yelped loudly but kept playing with herself. He hit her again.
" Stop it you dirty little slut."
" I'm sorry Master." Catherine panted after the third time she felt the sting of
his belt across her arse. " Get up bitch." Catherine knelt in front of him. "
Get me hard. I want to fuck you now."
" I don't know what to do Master. I've never been with a man before."
" Kim will show you." Kim quickly knelt beside Catherine and unzipped his pants
and reached in and pulled his cock out.
" Like this Miss." She said, gently licking the head of his cock and then
sucking it into her mouth. Catherine tasted cock for the first time. She licked
it and sucked on it, her passion building as his cock swelled in her mouth. "
Gently Miss." Kim whispered. " Be gentle." When he was hard Lynne's husband
pushed Catherine to the floor.
" Please Master, I can't.....I'm not on any birth control....I........"
" That's your problem." Catherine stared at his cock from where she was laying
on the floor, he could do whatever he wanted with her. He grabbed Catherine's
leg, dragged her to where he wanted her, lied on top of her and shoved his cock
inside her. She moaned loudly as she felt a real cock inside her for the first
time. He fucked her slowly to start with and then faster and faster until
Catherine was ready to cum and then he pulled out.
" I want to cum in your mouth."
" Oh God Yes." Catherine groaned. " Make me suck your cock. Make me swallow your
cum."
He grabbed her roughly by the hair and fucked her face until he filled her
mouth with his cum. She swallowed every drop of it and then hungrily licked his
cock clean. Catherine had tasted a man's cum for the first time. She watched
them straighten their clothes and move towards the door. " You can't leave me
like this Mistress. Please, I haven't cum yet."
" I'm not interested in whether you cum or not slut. I told you, I'm bored with
you." Catherine was lying on the floor rubbing her wet cunt as the Mistress
spoke, trying to cum while she still had an audience. " Enjoy the fruits of High
Office Cathy. I know you'll always remember me, but I certainly won't remember
you."
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