The Adventures of Karen - Part 4 - Andy in Training
Andy knelt, head bowed towards the stone floor, listening to the sounds of Karen
and Greta moving about the of the room. He could not resist raising his head a
little to see what was going on, and he watched as best he could while his lover
was paraded around, until he felt a strong hand on the back of his head, pushing
it back down into position.
'Your time will come Andy, now keep your head down, or you will make it worse
for yourself.' Karl's voice, quietly, almost soothingly, but with an edge of
menace, came from beside him. Andy kept his head down for the rest of the time
that Karen was being shown around. In spite of himself, he could feel a rush of
blood to his loins and felt his cock start to harden slightly once more. He
knew that there was no point fighting it, knew that his desires were about to be
uncovered, and revealed to him. Desires that he had kept to himself for a long
time. Desires he had not even discussed with Karen.
His thoughts of what was to come were interrupted when he heard Greta speak.
'Now, my little bitch, my slut, you can stand like this while your miserable
partner is given his instructions by the Master.'
He almost raised his head at these words, but remembering what Karl had said
earlier, he managed to catch himself just in time, and remained kneeling with
his head bowed.
'Now, Andy it is time for you to be shown around. Raise your head, and stand.'
Karl's voice came from behind him.
As he stood his eyes moved around the room, taking it in, and then he saw Karen,
exposed on the small raised stage. He saw how her legs were held apart by a
metal pole attached to both ankles, and how she was forced to stand on tip-toes.
It was obvious that to all intents and purposes she was suspended in the air.
His eyes widened , and his semi-erect cock gave an involuntary tremor as he saw
how Karen had been treated. Suddenly his view was blocked as Karl came to stand
in front of him.
'You did well to stay knelt for that length of time, Andy,' Karl smiled, 'with
only one minor infraction. However from now on I will not be so forgiving. No
more errors, do you hear me?'
'Yes Sir,'
Karl reached out and grabbed Andy's right nipple, twisting it viciously. 'What
is the correct response?'
'Yes Master, sorry Master.' Andy corrected himself immediately, feeling relief
as his nipple was released.
'Let that be a lesson to you, my slave!'
Karl stood back and inspected Andy, walking all around him, looking him up and
down. Once again, in spite of himself, Andy felt his organ start to rise.
'Have you ever been with a man before slave?' Karl, with a glint in his eye,
asked as he stood in front of him.
'No Master, I haven't' Andy replied, not altogether convincingly. Nobody knew,
he was sure, but he had always taken an interest, an intense interest, in the
goings on in some mens rooms. His eyes had often roamed around the changing
room at the gym. In fact he had often wondered what it would be like to go with
a man, but had never taken that step. He wondered if this was to be the night.
Almost immediately his thoughts were answered when he heard Karl say 'Well we
shall have to see what we can do about that shan't we? I can see you are not
turned off by the idea.'
Andy looked at Karl staring at his hardened cock. As he circled him, he slapped
a riding crop against the back of his leg. Reaching out with the crop, Karl
trailed it over Andy's cock, slowly starting on the topmost side, stroking it
along to the dark red swollen tip. Finally he trailed it around the pronounced
rim and down along the underside. As he reached the base Karl could not resist
flicking it over the pendulous balls. Andy felt his cock strain at this new
touch, and hoped he could control himself, sensing that to cum would be
punished. Probably severely punished. Karl, perhaps sensing this, gave a last
flick, and then the crop was gone from his balls.
Karl moved round behind him. 'Bend and touch your toes slave, and prepare for
inspection.'
As he did so Andy saw the Karl's feet close behind him. He felt a cold
sensation on his puckered hole, as some kind of lubrication was applied. This
did not worry him, as he had touched himself in this way many times before, and
had even used a dildo at times. Even so he had never been touched there by any
one else, not even Karen in some of their wilder moments. Finally he felt
Karl's middle finger, or perhaps fingers, enter him, pushing gently, until
finally it, they, was all the way in, and he felt himself being probed.
'Good, good, plenty of room for play there. If you have not been with a man
before you must have used a dildo on yourself. Am I correct?'
'Yes Master.', Andy blushed, realising that Karen would now know too.
'Good!' Karl beamed and turned to his wife, who had watched and listened for the
whole of the inspection. 'You want to inspect our new toy too, my love? He
seems almost perfect for us, in fact they both do.'
'Why thank you my dear! Perhaps you should introduce yourself properly to
Karen.', Greta smiled at her husband, 'Inspect her while I examine this
specimen.'
Immediately Karl turned on his heel, and walked across to where Karen hung.
Andy turned his attention were turned to Greta as she approached, her dress
flowing and her spike heels tapping on the stone floor as she did.
'Were you watching me approach slave?' Greta snapped.
'No Mistress' he replied, remembering too late the instructions he had been
given earlier. He hoped that Greta had not noticed his furtive look.
Greta reached down and took Andy by the balls, squeezing tightly, her painted
nails digging into their underside. Andy gasped with the pain, but could not
resist the feeling as his erection intensified.
'Don't you ever lie to me again slave!! That is the worst thing you can do.
Punishment will be both swift and painful, understand?' Greta hissed in his ear.
'Yes, Mistress' Andy gasped as the torment continued.
'Now, were you watching me?' Greta asked again, with more force in her voice.
'Yes, Mistress. I was Mistress!!' there was fear in his voice now.
'That's better, and don't think just because you have been honest with me that
it means you will not be punished' she warned. With this she released his balls
and moved to the side of the room, returning with what appeared to be a whip
with a number of separate strands. Karen would have recognised it as a
short-tail.
'Now bend down, grab your ankles, and accept what you deserve, what you perhaps
truly want and need!'
Andy obeyed. As he did so he glanced up the room, and caught a brief sight of
Karl touching Karen, touching her between the legs, and he shuddered at the
thought of what she was going through. Little did he know that she was
enjoying, lusting for, the attention she was receiving. More, her juices were
flowing copiously. Her excitement was growing with each of the pegs that Karl
was attaching to her swollen labia.
Andy became more aware of his own position by the first blow from the
short-tail, which landed firmly and squarely across his widely exposed ass. It
was stinging like nothing he had known before. Even so, once the sting had
subsided a warmth overcame him, only to be replaced by the sting from the next
blow. Six times in total the tails struck his tender cheeks and each time he
gasped and cried out with the pain.
'Now stand up my sweet slave-boy, and look at me' Greta returned to stand wide
legged in front of him. 'You took that well - considering.' She smiled at him.
'At least I think I am right. This is the first time you have enjoyed such
sweet pleasures?' Greta stared intently, fixing her gaze on his tear stained
eyes.
'Yes Mistress, it is Mistress' Andy gasped.
'Well I think we are going to have to take your training one step at a time, but
you have pleased me so far, despite your disobedience.'
Her eyes dropped to his cock, which by now was straining. He had never known it
to be this hard, this swollen and with the head felt ready to burst. He had
begun to enjoy, intensely enjoy, the pleasure he was getting from his
predicament. He craved more and more as Greta stared at his erection. His ass
still glowed warmly from the flogging, as a reminder of what would happen if he
forgot the rules again.
Greta moved closer to him and took his swollen cock gently in her hand, teasing
along it's length with her nails.
'Is this the effect I had on you when we were upstairs slave? When you caught
sight of my naked thighs? Did you grow hard for me then?' Greta paused in her
questioning. 'Did you wonder what it would be like to push that hardness into
me?'
'Yes Mistress, I did.' Andy felt he had to be honest.
'And did you wonder if that is what was waiting for you tonight? If that was
why we had invited you here?' she asked. Greta took a firmer grip on his shaft
and started to stroke, trailing her long, red painted, nails along and under the
rim.
'Oh yes Mistress, yes I did.' Andy replied, almost a little too eagerly.
'Well you were wrong,' Greta hissed, 'that miserable thing is not worthy of my
wetness! Until you have been trained a lot more you will never get it near me,
and certainly not tonight!' With this she released his cock, which she had
skilfully bought close to the point of no return with her stroking. She stood
back looking at the trace of pre-cum glistening on the end of his erection.
'Now it is time to show you our little pleasure palace. I usually like to lead
my slaves by their cocks, but I suspect that you will make a mess of my hand if
I do that right now, so I shall have to try something else.'
Greta turned on her heel, her needle spiked heel, and moved once again to the
side wall. Andy took advantage of her turned back to see what fate had befallen
Karen. He was shocked to see that the Karl had covered her shaven labia and
jutting tits with clothes pins. Her mouth appeared to be filled with what could
only be a ball attached to some kind of harness. Karen's head was thrown back
so that he could not see her eyes.
The sound of the spiked heels returning, bought his eyes back to the floor, as
he awaited her return.
'Lift your head' Greta ordered.
He obeyed and saw that she stood in front of him with a small collar and leash.
She moved towards him and strapped the collar round the root of his erect cock,
cinching it tight around his sac, before attaching the leash to it. 'Now I shall
show you some of the pleasures that we have in store for you, as you are new to
this, I shall permit you to ask any questions you want, about anything you see.
But, be warned this is the only time you will be given this opportunity, is that
clear?'
'Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress' Andy replied, still aware of the strength of
his erection.
'Excellent!' Greta smiled. 'Follow me'.
She set off around the room, leading him as she went, pointing out various
pieces of equipment to him, and answering his questions as they occurred.
Finally brought him, with the collar still firmly strapped around his swollen
cock, to stand in front of Karen and Karl, before ordering him to kneel at her
side.
Andy obeyed without question, and knelt with his back straight, and head bowed,
not daring to look at Karen or the attentions she had been given while he had
been with his Mistress.
End of part 4
(c) 2002 Cathy P
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