A Couple of Similar Likes

Chapter 03

Michelle and I stood in front of the doors with our bodies shaking in anticipation of what was to come. Victoria and the maid Betty each took a panel of the French doors and opened them simultaneously. We stood there looking into an enormous Great Room that had a ceiling that must have been 20 feet high at least. My eyes then fell to the group of people in the room who hadn’t yet seen us and who were still involved in loud and deep conversation. I looked around the room for our Mistress but she was not to be seen. Most of the guests were dressed in black leather outfits that had a sexual tone to them. Many of the Masters wore vests, chaps, and a male thong while the Ladies seemed to mainly be in corsets and black hose. Almost all wore boots or spiked heels.

“May I have your attention please!” Victoria yelled out and the room as one quieted and turned in our direction. “ Masters, Mistresses, slaves…I am pleased to introduce you all to Mistress Alexis’ new pain sluts. They are a couple in real life and will also serve as a couple for their Mistress. The female is slave michelle and the male is slave william. If you have a chance, please introduce yourselves to them and let them know what they may expect from you in the future. Unfortunately, they are unable to reply as their training is still in process.

Now, drinks are served!” Victoria nodded her head indicating for us to enter the room.

As if on cue, everyone turned and started into their conversations again and ignored our entrance as if it were a common occurrence. My nervousness, the number of conversations and the hood I wore blocked out the specifics of everything being said. Michelle then indicated with her body that we should move to the right side of the room and as we did so, I looked up and saw 4 slaves running towards us; two were male and two were female and they each proudly displayed a weight that they had found. There were other slaves that I saw in the room but many were on their knees or leashed or both.

The 4 slaves were dressed as we were but without hood and gag and both their wrists cuffs were identical and without spikes.

“Whoa there slaves!” one of them said, as the four seemed to then surround us and immediately started to feel us all over. As quickly as they had us surrounded, I tried to lead Michelle and I forward away from them as we had yet to serve a drink. A hand went up to the chain at the rear of my collar and someone pulled on it forcing my arm up into some pain. As I groaned and put my head down, I also noticed female fingers squeezing my wife’s right nipple as she shrieked into her gag.

“I told you to stop slave! You must obey unbound slaves such as we are as if we were a Master or Mistress. Do the two of you understand that?” a male behind me questioned and both Michelle and I nodded vigorously to let me know that we did. “We have stopped you to take drinks to our owners but first, we thought an inspection would be in order. Isn’t that right fellow slaves?” and the other three replied with various agreements which I could not hear clearly.

One of the female slaves, who I would learn later to be slave pamela and who would become very intimate with us, stood in front of me and ran her finger tips from her left hand over my chest down to the control box. She giggled as she ran her fingers over the buttons, which caused a gasp from Michelle that was not appreciated by Pamela. Both my wife and I knew from the look on that slave’s face that any future relationship between her and Pamela would be one of conflict and I think it was based on her being jealous of my wife’s beauty. Slowly she ran her hand over the tray and down to my crotch; rubbing it, then squeezing it and then as she took her hand away she hit my cock with a closed fist all the while looking into my eyes with a devilish smile. She started to moan with delight and as she brought her left hand back up, she held up her right hand to show us the weight that she had found.

“We have a few gifts that we found for you two,” she said, “Let’s show these sluts what we have for them.”  At that, the other three moved to our front and held up their prizes, which were weights for our chained arms that were at our backs. With a nod from Pamela, two of the slaves went behind us and each added a weight to the carrying plate of both Michelle and I. As this was happening, both of us were looking over our shoulders and did not notice Pamela raising her left arm and pressing the red button on the control panel which sent a jolt of extreme pain through our genitals and caused me to scream into my gag and lash out blindly with my left arm. It was a stupid thing to do but it caught me by surprise but not as much as the surprise it gave to the male slave donnie who had just added the weight to my plate as it caught him on his side directly on his ribs.

“Oh fuck!” he yelled out, “you’re going to pay for that you fucking cock sucker.” The room went quiet as all turned to stare at what all the commotion was about. “He spiked me in the side!” he yelled out to no one in particular. He then grabbed me by a collar ring and roughly pulled me (and Michelle) roughly to him causing us to stumble slightly but without losing a drop of drink. “Now boy, your going to find out what it’s like to be punished by a male and so will that big titted bitch of yours,” he said through gritted teeth. He released his hold on my collar, shoving me back, and with a wicked smile on his face, took the strap that hung from the front of the tray and started to slap it across the palm of his left hand.

Everyone was staring at us, watching how the show was going to progress. I looked over at Michelle and saw the twinkle in her eye as she pressed into my side; I could feel the heat from her body and knew that she was extremely excited, as was I.

“OK girls. Do your thing,” he said to the 2 female slaves and then I saw him give a nod to the other male. “Hold her by the collar Jeff. We don’t want them running off.” As he said this, the 2 girls stood in front of us. Pamela in front of me, and a slave named Denise in front of my wife. Immediately they started in on us. Pamela started my pinching my right nipple and then rubbing her hand over my chest and then continually repeating this action. Her right hand was at my crotch, seeking out my cock and balls and squeezing them. My wife was getting similar treatment from Denise and we were both moaning in pain and in pleasure. When I looked up, the room was quiet with whispers only as they all stared at us with smiling faces. I wondered if this had all been planned beforehand.

“Let’s do the bitch first,” Donnie said to Jeff, “Hold that weight tray aside so that I can get at her ass. Ya, that’s it. Are you ready bitch?” As I glanced over to my wife, I saw her nod her head and then I heard a loud SLAP as the strap landed across one of her ass cheeks but she did not move or wince, not even a little. Then another blow landed on her ass with similar results.

“The bitch is good,” Donnie said, “are you ready for your turn slut?”

I tensed up expecting a hard blow; I could feel the weight tray being moved aside and then the loud SLAP that coincided with sharp pain across my ass. Just before that blow, Pamela had hold of my covered balls and when the blow landed, she squeezed then for all she was worth which caused me to buck at her hand and scream into my gag. Then another blow fell with the same result and the same treatment from that fucking female Pamela. The pain seemed so great that I had closed my eyes, and when I opened them, I saw many in the room shaking their heads or laughing. ‘No, no,’ I yelled into the gag as I knew them didn’t realize that I was being attacked at my privates.

“It looks like the boy’s tolerance to pain is not very high,” Donnie said and then, “put the remaining weights on his tray.” I felt the pressure increase on the arm behind my back as another 2 pounds were added. “There! How do you like that asshole?” he said but I didn’t reply and chose to stand there with my head down trying to recover.

“Alright, that’s enough of that! Take your drinks to your Doms at once! There are others in the room waiting for refreshments!” It was our Mistress to the rescue or so I thought. As she approached the 4 slaves grabbed drinks and ran off but I did not notice as I only had eyes for our Mistress. She looked beautiful in her leather and boots and with her breasts seeking escape from the tight blouse she wore.

“Slave william, I am disappointed in your performance and you will be given additional punishment during our next session. Victoria was right. She told me that you were weak… ‘ Just like all males’… I believe were her exact words.” Before I knew what had happened, both Michelle and I were moaning into our gags and neither of us had seen Alexis press the red button on the box. “Now, follow me as I have a guest in need of a drink!”

Off we went behind her, trying our best to avoid a Dom and slave in the way, who happened to take drinks and left us only two. Soon she stopped and I found myself looking into the face of our family Doctor… and his wife who was at his side, collared, naked and with her arms bound tightly behind her back.

“Dr. White, I would like you and your slave to meet my new painsluts…slave michelle and slave william, who are only serving tonight as their training has just begun. I can’t wait to have them as our feature entertainment at a party.”

“Well, well, I believe I’ve seen these breasts before,” he said as he cupped and squeezed both of Michelle’s breasts. “How are you Michelle or I guess it is slave michelle now. And you William, slave william, How are you? I can’t wait to have both of you service us when you become available. I had no idea that you two were into this sort of thing and I can’t wait to have both strung up along with colleen here. It will be an examination that you will not forget.

Now, let me take those last two drinks as both I and my slave are in need of a few before tonight’s show,” he said, “ah, but first allow me to help you with your survey,” and he pressed the white button which resulted in moans of pleasure from both of us. Then he put his head up between ours and whispered, “I hope you like extremely tight bondage slave michelle just like my wife slave colleen here. And you slave william, you will be in so much fucking pain from what I plan to do to you. Are you both interested in serving me in the future?” Both Michelle and I nodded vigorously and whispered a garbled ‘Yes’ into our gags, as we both were excited in the offer with my excitement also being shown in the growth of my pouch.

“Alexis, have you lectured your sluts here in privacy and confidentiality?” the doctor queried.

“Yes Bob, they have been told and they understand,” Alexis said. “Now slaves, return to the kitchen for more drinks. Our guests are in need and would also like to meet you.”

Both Michelle and I nodded once, took a step back, then turned and headed off to the kitchen. We actually did two more trips with drinks and had no further incidents from slaves or Doms with weights being added and our performances was being rated favourably as only the white button was pressed and that was five times. Even Victoria was impressed with both of us and had given us congratulatory remarks as well as a pat on the back or actually on both our backsides. At that point, Michelle and I were feeling wonderful from all this, particularly from the vibrations that had been received from the plugs in our ass. And then disaster struck!

“Stop right there sluts!” a voice behind commanded as we were returning to the kitchen for drinks.

We halted and stood straight and still, wondering why we had been stopped and assumed it was another slave requesting additional drinks from us for their owner but all the while, a buzz went off in my head as I thought I knew that voice. Fingers slipped into the ring on the left side of my collar snapped my head hard to my left side causing me to look in that direction and to moan an‘oh fuck’ into my gag as I looked into the eyes of trouble.

“Well, well, well. Who do we have here? Look straight ahead slave!” It was Karen who had been my assistant until four months ago when I had fired her for insubordination and missing funds, which I did not have her charged with just because of the time, she had put in with my company. Man she looked pissed off and I knew this was not going to be a pleasant experience, neither now nor in the future. The problem was that she was built like an Amazon and had always reminded me of Zena from the TV show. She was very attractive and extremely well built and well proportioned.

She moved to stand directly in front of us and I realized that she must have on 6 inch plus spikes as I had to look up at her and I knew that she was almost my height but not quite. I saw that her breasts overflowed the bustier that she wore and noticed a small woven leather whip that hung from a belt around her waist.

“How have you been William you fucking little prick? You caused me considerable grief when you let me go but I’ve bounced back and I’ve started my own business. And this must be the little lady!” Karen then grabbed the chain at the front of Michelle’s collar that was connected to the tray and pulled hard on it forcing my wife forward. “He was all mine until you came along cunt,” she whispered harshly, “I am going to have both of you one day and you will watch me whip the shit out of your pathetic little boy here.”

This must have touched a nerve with Michelle as she grabbed Karen’s wrist that held the chain with her right hand and pulled it away from us but as she did so, her spiked cuff caught Karen in the arm and I knew that it would result in a visible scratch.

“Damn it bitch! You did that on purpose!” She then turned and looked around the room until she found our Mistress in the crowd. “Mistress Alexis, may I have a word in private with you please. It concerns your new sluts and the disrespect they have just shown.”

Alexis nodded her head in the direction of a room off the main one we were in and then she and Karen went in, closing the door behind them. I looked into my wife’s eyes and tried to tell her through my gag to be careful but all I got in reply from her was a garbled ‘Bitch’ as she growled into her gag. The door then opened and Alexis appeared motioning us to join them in the room. As we entered we noticed that it was a Library and in the middle stood Karen with her hands on her hips and her legs apart glaring at us. The door slammed shut.

Alexis strode over to Karen and taking her wrist, held it up for us to see the scratch that had developed. “ Did you do this slave michelle?”

I looked at my wife who nodded that she had, and then she kept her head down.

“Mistress Karen says that you did that deliberately. Is that so slave?”

I looked at my wife again and again she nodded indicating that it had been deliberate.

“Both of you should be punished and punished hard for what you have done and it will take place once your training has gotten underway. This is a very serious offence slaves, and Mistress Karen now requires that her superiority be proven to my guests as I am certain that most of them had seen what you slaves had done. In a minute, you will be taken back to the Great Room and she will discipline you. She has been told of your limits and will try to adhere to them. In addition, I have agreed that both of you will be made available as a single item and entered into Mistress Karen’s Charity Slave Auction, which is to take place at her home in 3 weeks time. Do you understand what you have done and what you are now committed to?”

Both Michelle and I nodded to indicate that we understood and as I lowered my head, I noticed the sneer on Karen’s lips and a chill ran up my back which Michelle picked up on and then also looked at Karen.

Alexis then spoke up, “Right! Let’s get back into the room. Prepare yourselves slaves!”

As she opened the door, both Michelle and I looked into each other’s eyes that were now filled with both fear and anticipation of what was about to happen.

“Get moving!” Karen said from behind us and then roughly gave both my wife and I a push on our shoulders that caused us to stumble and almost fall over. We followed Alexis out into the room, which gradually quieted down, and by the time we reached the middle of the room where we were told to stop, the room and become eerily silent.

“Masters and Mistresses,” Alexis spoke to all in the room, “You have seen or know of the incident that took place a few minutes ago. Insubordination such as this cannot go unpunished even for untrained slaves and it will now be administered. Mistress Karen has earned the right to administer the punishment and will now teach these slaves a lesson in respect. She has requested and has been granted the right to use her single tail that hangs from side and she may use it 5 times on each slave. Now before we begin, if anyone has arm weights to be added to these two sluts, please bring them forward now.”

It appeared that the owners had given their slaves the honour of adding weights as there was a rush to the centre of the room and in a short period of time, all remaining weights were added to the stress of our arms that were behind our backs. No one seemed concerned that I had more than the 10 pounds that was to me my maximum and Michelle had less than the 5 pounds. All that concerned the crowd was watching and hearing our reaction as the weights were added and very quickly the moans from both of us began to fill the room.

“Will Mistress Karen’s slaves join us immediately. Also, one additional unbounded slave is required. Will a Master or Mistress please volunteer one to help Mistress Karen?” A hand went up with a shout of ‘Here, take mine!” from a Mistress at the back of the room.

Soon, 2 chubby slaves, one male and one female, appeared and walked by us as Karen summoned them. Both were her slaves and were almost completely naked except for the sandals such as we also wore and the female had a small jewelled G-string and the male a small jewelled pouch. Then I noticed a muscular male working his way through the crowd. He was dressed only in leather cuffs, sandals and a steel chastity belt that I would get to know and wear later. It was locked on him and forced his genitals tight up against his body and back between his legs and I found out afterwards that he also had a large butt plug in his hole. He was also summoned to go behind us, by Mistress Karen who immediately whispered instructions to all three slaves.

“Let us begin! Slaves, take your positions!” Karen commanded in a loud voice and I knew that Michelle and I would be in difficulty now and in the future from this bitch. Her female slave stood directly in front of us, which would prevent us from trying to move away in that direction. The two males stood to either side of us but facing Mistress Karen who was behind us.

“Now slaves!” she barked and the weighted plates that held our hand up behind our back were pulled aside putting even greater pressure and pain on our arms, which resulted in Michelle and I screaming into our gags. Next, the female at our front took hold of my wife’s right nipple and then sought out mine. When she was satisfied that she had both, she squeezed them as hard as she could but didn’t let go of them. This also caused pain and forced Michelle to issue a high pitch muffled scream, which must have thrilled the crowd as it became buzzed with excitement.

Then a quick loud ‘swoosh’ and a hard blow landed on my ass cheek and a similar blow onto Michelle’s ass followed this. I lost control and yelled out a muffled but understood  ‘Fuck, you fucking bitch’ which quieted the crowd and caused the girl squeezing my nipple to look over at our Mistress. I followed the slave’s glance to Alexis and saw her nod to the slave. Karen then leaned in between Michelle and I, then she said, “ I heard that you were a weak little boy william and it’s true. Your bitch here took it as a true slave and didn’t utter a sound.” I then thought to myself that I must take the pain and be a man about it as there were only 4 more lashes to be administered to each of us.

Karen’s slave then released my nipple and I thought that the scream had won relief for me but that proved to be false. With the next ‘swoosh’ of Karen’s whip and the accompanying lash on my ass cheeks and Michelle’s, I did not notice the slaves hand immediately moving below the tray. Her hand sought out my balls, grabbed then and then she squeezed these together causing an unfamiliar pain of an extreme level. I bent over as best I could and moaned into the gag almost to the point of sobbing.

I glanced at Michelle and noticed that she was standing erect with her head looking forward and she held that position even as the slave released her right nipple and squeezed her left one. ‘How does she do that? How does she take that pain’ I thought to myself. The remaining blows were similar to the second with the exception that after each moan of mine, the female slave spit into the face of the hood I wore stating how weak I was and then she would slap me across my left cheek with all her might. Michelle pushed into me as if she were trying to consol me but she kept looking straight ahead. The punishment had ended and I took the opportunity to catch my breath as I tried to overcome the pain.

“This show is over it appears,” said Alexis, “and we shall know move on to The Dungeon where tonight’s entertainment is to take place. Masters and Mistresses, allow me to show you the way.” With that, Mistress Alexis turned and left the room followed by her guests. At the end of this procession, we noticed a leather harnessed male slave holding a leash made of heavy chain that was locked to a metal collar on a female slave. 2 other slaves followed her, first a female then a male slave. They were aligned in a row with that same heavy chain running from collar to collar and each one was naked with their arms cuffed behind their backs. We found out later that they were the entertainment for the evening but we were not to take part because of our untrained status.

The male slave who had been volunteered to Karen and who wore the chastity belt walked up to me as he headed to the dungeon and said, “ Hi, I’m Jay. Hang in there, William. It takes longer for us males to conquer pain than it does females. Soon it will be all pleasure. Trust me.” And off he went with his Owner.

“ Alright you 2, you are not required for the rest of the evening and you will report to Betty for further orders.” Victoria commanded us in a husky voice. We then started to head off to the kitchen when she yelled out, “Wait slaves! I did not release you so stand still.” She came up to us and looked from my wife to myself and smiled. “You did well tonight sluts considering that it was your first day.” She then knelt below the tray and adjusted a few of the wires to the control box. When she got back up, she looked at Michelle and lightly ran a hand over her hooded cheek. Then she turned to me and did the same but as she did it, she pressed the red button and my genitals burst into pain. Michelle didn’t even budge because Victoria had disconnected her from the control box.

“You slut will get extra attention for your attitude tonight!” she barked at me, “and you Michelle will also receive attention from me but yours will be of a less painful nature.  As Alexis’ assistant, I may drop by your house at any time. Is that understood slaves?” We both nodded to indicate understanding with Michelle adding an ‘Mmm’ into her gag. “Excellent, now off to see Betty who will be in charge and who will take you back to your house.” As she turned and walked away, Michelle and I looked into each others smiling eyes and then we headed off to the kitchen.

“Stand over here slaves! Now!” Betty barked and she seemed to have taken on a completely different demeanour.

We stood as ordered and felt relief as she took off our hoods and removed our gags. It took us a few minutes to catch our breath after the gag came out and we both looked at each other and started to laugh at the saliva that had run down our chins from being gagged.

“Oh Will, I’m so sorry I got you in trouble but that bitch Karen made me so jealous I wanted to beat the crap out of her.”

“Shut up you two. No one gave you permission to talk,” Betty commanded, “You will stand still! If you move or make a sound of any kind, I will discipline you and I will not be kind. I’m tired and not thrilled that I must take you two home so stand there, look straight ahead and shut up.”

We did as ordered and felt her remove the weights and plates from the arm bound behind our back which gave both of us great relief. Betty then disconnected all the wires from the control box and also removed the tray that was used to serve drinks to the others, and she put them aside in a closet.

“Hold out your free hands, quickly.”

Both of us held out the hand on which we wore the spiked cuff and she unlocked them with what must have been a Master Key. Then she cut the plastic cuffs that had kept us as one during the evening.

“On your knees slaves!”

With our collars still locked together and a hand bound behind each of our backs, I held Michelle’s right hand with my left and carefully we lowered ourselves to a kneeling position. After this, our collars and remaining cuff on our arms were removed.

“You will now be prepared for transport home. The sandals you wear must be worn at every function from here on in but are not meant to be shown in public. Is that understood?”

We both nodded yes as we exercised our arms from the stiffness their confinements caused.

“Slave positions! Now!” she barked as we immediately assumed proper slave positions. Slave michelle, you will follow me into the side room for preparation to leave and slave william, you will remain in slave position. Get up bitch and follow me!”

I did not look up as they both went into a room off the kitchen and heard the door slam but I did not look up. After a few minutes I heard a ‘smack’ and then a moan, which I knew, was from Michelle. Then another ‘smack’. “ I said turn around bitch,” Betty commanded and then I heard the clicking of handcuffs and I knew they were being locked on my wife. The door opened and this time I looked over to see Michelle being pushed out of the room and I saw that her cheeks were bright red. She wore the latex pants and shirt that we had worn earlier and she did have the sandals on. She kept her head down and did not look at me.

“Get into the slave position girl and you slave william get up and follow me. Now!”

When the door slammed behind me, Betty roughly grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head down to meet her open lips and her ready tongue. This was quite enjoyable but only lasted until her knee slammed into my genitals and then I was bent over moaning in pain. She then removed everything…the harness, the TENS cock device and the jewelled anal plug and handed the latex shirt to me, which I put on.

When I went to grab the pants, she yelled out, “Not yet boy! Get over here.” I stood in front of her as she again brought my head down to hers and started to seek out my tongue and suck on it. As she was doing that, a hand was on my dick pumping it for all it was worth as it grew to erection.

“On your back!” she commanded… and I obeyed and went to the floor.

She then mounted me and rode for all that she was worth, screaming with pleasure. I was amazed that her orgasm came as soon as it did and quickly she was off me as I lied there waiting for her to pleasure me.

“Get up slut,” she yelled and pulled me up by the hair again yelling, “I’m not here to please you boy and don’t even think of cuming. Understood?” She slapped me hard across the cheek. “I said understood?” and another slap. I knew then what had happened to my wife.

I then put on the pants and was immediately shoved over a counter, told to put my hands behind my back and was locked into metal handcuffs.  We then returned to the kitchen and Betty had Michelle stand. I noticed she was smiling at me and when our eyes met she smiled further and raised her eyebrows.

“Now let’s go out the back door and I’ll get you home.” We followed along behind her and again I did not think and stepped in front of Michelle. When Betty looked back and saw this, she stopped, turned around and brought her hand across my cheek again but harder than before. Without saying a word she turned and Michelle fell in behind her and I brought up the rear.

Michelle and I sat in the back for the ride home and snuggled as best we could. When we did arrive, Betty had us wait until she went into the house for a moment and we thought that she was checking the premises to make certain all was OK. Then she returned to the car and opened the rear door.

“Everything is shipshape! Out of the car and when we get into the house, I have two things to tell you.”

Out we went and into the house where we were roughly pushed into the middle of the living room.

“Now slaves, firstly, I was told to tell you that Victoria has made a copy of your house key and she will use it at her pleasure. Be aware that she may drop in at any time and if you do not have guests, you will assume your duties as painsluts.

Secondly, I hope you enjoyed this evening and that I will see you at the next function. Oh, and the keys to the handcuffs are hidden in this room. Good evening!” Betty said as she left locking the door behind her.