PART IX
Going Home Again
Robert awoke to the sun streaming through the large picture window in
Mistress Calista's bedroom. Nell was gone. He remembered, vaguely, that
she had kissed him and told him she was leaving the bed, earlier, at
dawn. He had returned the kiss and had fallen asleep again. Calista was
sitting in a large backed chair, wearing a sheer white negligee with a
matching robe. "Good morning, Robert." She said. "I trust you slept
well." Robert opened his mouth to speak, but demurred. Calista smiled
then said, "You may speak now, Robert."
"Yes, Mistress, I slept very well, thank you."
"You and Nell were magnificent last night." Replied Calista sipping at
her coffee. "You were splendid with both Willa and Beresford too,
Robert. Agnes will be proud and pleased when she sees the tape."
"Are they still here?" Asked Robert, fearful that Beresford may harbor
a grudge because of his participation in his session.
"Yes, you will see them at breakfast. Don't concern yourself with
either of them. They will be cordial and correct, or I shall blister
their asses." Laughed Calista. "After all, they are my slaves as well
as my clients, and they know that I'll dismiss them from my service, if
they cause me any inconvenience."
Robert pulled his naked body to the side of the bed and sat on the
edge. "I'm concerned about the guy." Said Robert. "He's a pretty big
man and he wasn't too happy about last night."
"You've nothing to concern yourself, Robert. Beresford will do nothing,
I promise you."
"Nell?"
"She's fine. Right now she's helping prepare our breakfast." Calista
told him. "You may take your shower now and come down to the dining
room for breakfast. Remember your plane leaves this afternoon and I'm
sure you don't want to miss your flight." Calista said as she arose and
left the room. Robert checked his body over, before he completely got
out of bed. His balls and nipples ached and his ass still bore strap
marks and welts. He was sore, but in relatively good shape for all he
had endured. He rose and went into the bathroom.
Robert shaved, showered, dried himself and placed deodorant under his
arms. He combed his hair and walked back in the bedroom to find Edward,
waiting for him, with his collar and guide chain in his hand. He sighed
submissively and stood still, as Edward fitted the guide chain about
his balls and the collar to his neck. Satisfied, Edward pulled gently
at the chain around Robert's balls to lead his young charge out of the
bedroom, down the grand staircase and into the dining room.
Calista sat at the head of the table with Cassandra and Cerces sitting
opposite one another at Calista's sides. Willa and Beresford, both
fully dressed, sat next to the Mistresses and opposite from each other.
Only Robert was still naked. Edward led him to the seat at the end of
the table across from Mistress Calista. He stood awaiting instructions
and Edward held out the chair, and motioned him to sit down. Robert sat
in the chair tenderly, to avoid hurting his sore balls and ass.
"Robert, you have permission to speak, when you choose, and participate
in the breakfast conversation, dear." Calista told him. Robert realized
that he was the only one who was naked, but he put the thought out of
his mind. Edward filled his cup with coffee, then moved to the other
diners to refill their cups. A door behind Calista opened, and Nell
entered, carrying a large tray of breakfast foods. She smiled at
Robert, but did not speak as she lay a platter on the table containing
ham, sausages and bacon. Other foods included a platter of toast, a big
bowl of scrambled eggs and a platter of cut fresh fruits. They served
themselves from the bounty spread on the table and ate heartily. The
conversation was light, with no sign of animosity from either Willa or
Beresford. The six of them dined leisurely until each of them had eaten
their fill. This feast was the first real food Robert had eaten since
his arrival at Calista's mansion. Until this morning he had eaten only
gruel, or something akin to meatloaf and boiled potatoes, served to him
in bowls on the floor. He was grateful for the chance to eat well
again.
Robert had looked at the grandfather clock, near the door to the
kitchen, when he was brought into the dining room and it read 10:30 am.
Now it was nearly noon. Calista arose and called for Edward to enter.
She turned to the diners and smiled. "Time to get dressed, ladies, for
our trip to the airport. Let's hurry, we mustn't be late for Robert's
flight." Cassandra and Cerces quickly left the room to dress for the
trip. Willa and Beresford said their goodbye to their Mistress, by
kneeling down and licking her slippers.
Calista ordered them to rise and take their leave. She followed them to
the front door, as she pulled Robert along by the guide chain around
his balls. Both Willa and Beresford asked Calista if they could
schedule future sessions with her before they left. Calista told them
she would schedule them and notify them of the dates. Beresford bowed
to kiss her hand goodbye, Willa curtsied and both of them left to get
into their cars brought to the front of the house, earlier. Waving to
their Mistress, they drove off.
Robert was glad they had left. Both Willa and Beresford had totally
ignored him at breakfast. The three Mistresses were courteous to them,
but they conversed mostly with Robert and each other. He was pleased
that the Mistresses had treated him with more respect than they showed
to either of them. Mistress Calista led Robert to an entryway near the
front door. She tied his chain to a hook high on the wall. His balls
ached, were pulled upward and restrained him fully. If he tried to move
his balls were painfully strained. Calista completed restraining him by
placing his hands in handcuffs behind his back.
She left him standing next to the wall as she climbed the stairs to
dress. Several of the Calista's servants passed by Robert, as he stood
chained to the hook, without more than a glance at him. None of them
seemed interested in his plight. Edward passed by him again without
speaking. Robert wondered why Edward never spoke to him or to any one
else. In all the time he had spent at Calista's, he had never heard
Edward say anything. Robert decided to think of other, more pleasant,
things. Nell, for instance, she filled his mind with wonderful thoughts
of last night, and of the kindness she had shown him when they first
met.
He stood at his 'station by the wall' for over an hour waiting for the
Mistresses to dress and take him to the airport. Robert wondered when
he too, would dress. His legs began to tire and his balls ached when he
leaned back or changed position. Soon he was in some agony from the
tight chain about his balls. His eyes lit up when he saw the three
Mistress enter the entryway fully dressed for the trip. Cassandra and
Cerces each came to him and placed a nipple clamp on each of his
nipples. Calista kissed him on the cheek, pulled back the foreskin of
his penis and placed a large clamp on his cockhead. Robert shuddered
and cried out from the pain.
He fought back the tears that formed in his eyes. Edward appeared to
release Robert's chain from the wall hook. He waited for the Mistresses
to lead the way and he followed them, pulling Robert along harshly.
They walked toward a waiting limousine. Robert was the only one who was
naked, as he watched Cassandra and Cerces enter the limousine. Calista
took the chain from Edward and turned to enter the car, when she heard
a voice cry out her name.
"Yes?" She said as she turned to see Nell, completely naked, walking
toward the car.
"Please, Mistress." She pleaded with Calista. "May I say goodbye to
Robert?"
Calista, touched by the girl's plight, smiled at her servant. "Of
course, Nell." The young woman came next to Robert. She kneeled to look
at the cruel clamp on Robert's cockhead and the tight chain on his
balls. With tears welling in her eyes, Nell licked his balls and around
the clamp on his cockhead to soothe the pain. Her tongue caused
Robert's cock to attempt an erection, which caused him even more pain
as his cock swelled against the clamp. With tears freely rolling down
her cheeks, Nell rose to embrace Robert and kiss him full on the lips.
"Goodbye, Robert." She whispered through her tears. "I'll miss you."
Nell turned away before Robert could reply, curtsied to her mistress
and ran crying toward the house.
"Nell." Shouted Robert. "I'll miss you too! I'll see you again - - - I
promise!" Robert shouted to her as she disappeared into the mansion.
"How sweet." Said Calista sincerely, as she entered the limousine
pulling Robert inside. Edward shut the door and the car sped away
toward the gate. Calista sat in the center of the rear seat with
Cassandra and Cerces on either side of her. Again Robert sat, naked, on
the jump seat facing Calista. The limousine turned out of the mansion
grounds and headed for the Interstate highway that would take them to
the airport. Robert knew that no one could see through the darkly
tinted windows, even though everyone inside could see out clearly.
Cassandra and Cerces reached out to Robert and each removed a nipple
clamp. They leaned toward him and each took one of his nipples into
their mouths. Robert, glad to have the clamps removed, felt the
circulation returning to his nipples as the Mistresses soothed them
with their tongues. His cock, imprisoned by the large clamp surrounding
his cockhead, tried to surge to erection, but the clamp prevented it
from getting hard. The licking of his nipples only served to create
more pain in his cockhead, as it strained against the large clamp.
Mistress Calista watched Robert, as he writhed in pleasure from the
tongues at his nipples and grimaced in pain as his cock strained
against his cockhead clamp. She tired of this little game and she
mercifully removed the cockhead clamp. Robert's cock seemed to leap
quickly to erection. Calista removed a small sealed plastic pouch from
her handbag and tore it open to extract a coiled clear plastic tube.
Uncoiled the tube was nearly three feet long with a slight bulge on one
end. Robert saw the word 'catheter' on the packaging that Calista
tossed to the limousine floor.
The catheter tube glistened from the lubricant that coated it. Calista
inserted the sight bulge tipped end of the catheter into Robert's
cockhole and slowly worked it into his urethra. He could feel it moving
toward the entrance to his bladder, when Calista stopped inserting it,
just short of that container. She crimped the end of the tube to
prevent any fluid from exiting. "Ladies." Said Calista. Cassandra and
Cerces moved their mouths to Robert's cock and they began to lick and
suck the cockhead around the catheter imbedded in it. Each of them took
one of his nipples, between a thumb and forefinger, to roll and
stimulate it as they sucked at his cockhead.
Soon Robert was writhing in pleasure. He strained not to come, as
Calista had not given him permission to ejaculate. He moaned openly and
begged Calista to give him relief, but she ignored his pleas and
started to move the catheter in and out to further stimulate his
orgiastic urgings. Robert could feel his throbbing cock nearing orgasm.
His balls boiled and he knew he could not withhold much longer.
Cassandra moved her tongue to the sensitive underside of his cockhead
and it felt as if she had pulled the trigger for his orgasm.
He cried out in pleasure as his cock spasmed mightily and shot a thick
milk colored fluid into the catheter. The creamy fluid rose through the
tube with surprising force, as Calista released the crimp and placed
the end of the tube into her mouth. Robert's cock continued to spew its
heavy load of semen, as he saw his semen spurt forth into Calista's
waiting mouth. She rolled the salty nectar over her tongue and
swallowed this first offering. Calista took another glob of the thick
spunk onto her tongue, then surrendered the tube to her assistant
Mistresses. Each of them pulled a quantity of pearly white semen into
their mouths and began to kiss one another, transferring the thick
semen in and out of their mouths.
Calista sucked out the last of the semen, through the catheter, and
joined her assistants in kissing and transferring Robert's nectar
between them. Finally, all of Robert's come ended up in Calista's mouth
and she leaned to Robert and kissed him, pushing all of the come into
his mouth. He swallowed the offering and thanked Calista for rewarding
him. She had Robert suck on the catheter to recover any residual come,
then slowly withdrew the tube from his cock. Calista offered the end of
the tube to him to clean, and he complied with his tongue.
"Well, Robert," began Calista, "you still haven't learned that you must
not come without permission."
"But Mistress - - I - -I-" Stammered Robert trying to find words.
"Stop it, Robert!" Ordered Calista sternly. "I am ashamed to send this
tape to Agnes. She'll think we didn't even try to train you, Robert."
She continued, as though she was angered, when in reality she knew that
Robert had no chance to comply. "Well there's no place to properly
discipline you here, other than to replace the clamps to your nipples
and cockhead. A poor substitute for a proper discipline, I should
think." Calista acted as though she was truly upset and undecided about
what to do. While she fretted, Cassandra and Cerces replaced the clamps
roughly. The four of them rode in silence, as Calista pretended to mull
over her options.
"Robert, I've thought about your indiscretions." Calista began, as she
watched Robert grimacing under the pain of the clamps. "This is not
what I wanted, Robert, but you leave me no alternative." Robert was
completely confused regarding Calista's intent. He steeled himself for
the worst, as he suffered from the clamps and the handcuffs rubbing his
wrists. His Mistress grabbed his head and pulled toward her crotch.
Robert opened his mouth, only to be rebuked. "Stop that foolishness,
Robert. There's no time for that, though it's not a bad idea." She
mused, as she unlocked the handcuffs. "Rub your wrists, dear."
Robert looked out the window to see that the limousine had pulled off
the Interstate and was speeding toward the airport road. Cassandra and
Cerces removed the clamps and positioned Robert to place the nylon net
cock and balls harness over his genitals. They fitted him with a waist
chain and a thick butt plug. Next, they fastened his harness to the
butt plug and attached them to the waist chain. Calista placed a pair
of lacy thong panties on him and Cassandra fitted him with a lacy
garter belt. Sheer nylon pantyhose were fitted onto his legs and Cerces
completed his underwear ensemble with a white lacy bra that matched his
panties and garter belt.
Mistress Calista brought out a pink mini-dress, with matching handbag
and pumps with low heels. The women dressed him, applied makeup to his
face and lipstick to his lips. A pearl necklace, matching earrings and
a red wig completed his transformation to 'Roberta'. The limousine
pulled into the airport and drove up the 'Departures' ramp to the
terminal. The car stopped at the appropriate airline curb and the
chauffeur quickly jumped out to open the passenger door. Mistress
Calista followed Cassandra and Cerces as they exited the car. 'Roberta'
came out last.
Calista handed 'Roberta' her ticket, embraced and kissed her. "Goodbye,
darling." She cooed. "You gave me no other option, but to 'correct'
your disobedience by to restoring 'Roberta'. Have a lovely flight,
dear, and please come back to visit again, soon." Robert nodded and
returned the kiss to her cheek. Both Cerces and Cassandra embraced and
kissed him, said goodbye and asked him to return. The three Mistresses
re-entered their limousine and motioned to the driver to drive on as
they waved goodbye to 'Roberta'. He watched them drive away and
thought, to himself correctly, that dressing him as Roberta was
prearranged with Agnes.
Roberta entered the terminal and opened the ticked envelope. He located
the departure monitors found his gate and set out towards the
concourse. As 'she' walked through the terminal, nearly all of the
unattached males turned to look and give 'her' the once over. An
airline pilot, at least Robert surmised he was a pilot from his
uniform, told 'Roberta' that he hoped 'she' was on his flight. Buoyed
by all the attention he was receiving, dressed as Roberta, Robert began
to swing his hips slightly, and put a little bounce in his walk. He
drew stares of desire from males and envy from females.
'Roberta' arrived at 'her' gate just as the attendant announced the
boarding call for first class passengers. Robert opened his ticket and
saw that he held a first class accommodation. He boarded the plane and
found his seat next to a window. The Flight Attendant was a very pretty
blond girl in slacks, of medium height and rather average breasts. She
asked 'Roberta' if 'she' wanted a drink, but 'she' declined. A man
Robert judged to be in his late forties or early fifties sat next to
him and smiled at his good fortune to sit next to a pretty girl.
The flight was uneventful. The man tried to start a conversation, but
Robert didn't cooperate and the man stopped trying. Robert spent the
time staring out of the window, until the Attendant announced that they
were beginning the descent, to land. The plane rolled up to the jetway
and the passengers began to deplane. As Robert reached the end of the
jetway he saw Mistress Agnes waiting to meet to meet him. He was very
happy to see her again and grateful that she had come in person to pick
him up.
"Roberta, I've missed you so!" Said Mistress Agnes as she embraced him
and kissed his cheeks.
"I've missed you too, Mistress." He whispered in her ear as they hugged
one another.
"Calista called to tell me how much she enjoyed your visit, darling.
She even sent me more recent tapes." Agnes told him. "She is sending me
another tape of your trip to the airport. I'll get that one tomorrow."
Agnes took 'Roberta' by the arm and led 'her' to the waiting area
outside the main terminal. They waited a few moments when Agnes' Town
Car drove up with Ellen behind the wheel. She smiled at 'Roberta' as
they got into the rear seat and closed the door. Ellen drove off toward
College Station.
"So, Robert, did you have fun?" Asked Ellen as she turned onto the
Interstate highway.
"Well, it wasn't all fun, Ellie, but I'm glad I went." Robert replied.
"Hey, tell me about Nell. She really looks hot. Did you fuck her?"
Ellen asked bluntly. Robert was mortified that she knew about Nell and
he tried to ignore Ellen. "Robert, come on. Don't go shy on me, when
there's such a great piece of prime pussy available for both of us."
Ellen teased him. Agnes watched Robert grow more and more uneasy, as
Ellen kept teasing him.
"Robert, you know how Ellie can be when she is an adult. She will hound
you until you tell her what she wants to know, so you might as well
answer her questions." Agnes told him. "You know, Robert, I think
Ellie's friend Phyllis is right, Ellen can be such a cunt when she's
horny." Ellen giggled at Agnes remark and looked at Robert, through the
rear view mirror, as he squirmed. "Now you both have my interest
peaked. Robert, tell us both about Nell."
Robert swallowed hard and began to recount his experience with Nell. He
told them how she showed him kindness when he first arrived at Mistress
Calista's. He continued his until their final coupling, describing
their night together and her farewell the next day as he left for the
airport. It was obvious to both women that Robert really cared for Nell
and Agnes decided to refrain from pursing it further. Ellen, on the
other hand, was just getting started with her verbal torment of Robert.
She continued to press him for the most intimate details of Nell's
sexual techniques.
Mistress Agnes let Ellen continue to extract the details from Robert,
as she assumed the role of disinterested bystander. In truth she
listened intently to every word Robert said, in response to Ellen's
detailed questions. Agnes placed the details in her memory, for use at
a later time in Robert's training. "Wow, Robert!" Exclaimed Ellen. "Way
to go! I really would like to do a threesome with you, Nell and me,
someday. Just like we did Phyllis, remember?" Robert nodded his
remembrance, as Ellen pulled into Agnes' driveway.
Agnes and 'Roberta' got out of the car and climbed the stairs to the
porch. Ellen bid them goodbye as she got into her own car to drive back
to the dormitory at the University. They waved goodbye to Ellen and
entered Mistress Agnes' home. "Roberta, go to your room, remove your
clothes, shower and return to me, naked, as Robert." She commanded and
watched him climb the stairs to his room. He undressed, hung his dress
in the closet, showered and prepared to meet Mistress Agnes downstairs.
He wondered whether to wear his nylon net cock and balls harness or his
butt plug. He decided against those items, as Mistress had told him to
come down naked, and he descended the stairs.
"Come here beside me, Robert." Ordered Agnes as he entered the living
room. He quickly stepped to her side and kneeled down next to her
looking at the floor. Agnes handed him a collar covered with studs and
rings, and a guide chain for his balls. He put buckled on the collar
and fastened the end of the guide chain around his balls. Mistress
Agnes reached down to fasten the chain tighter. It hurt, but also felt
good at the same time.
"In the future, Robert, you will remain naked in this house, especially
in my presence, unless told otherwise. You will dress for school, but
when you return home, you will immediately strip naked, fit your collar
and guide chain in their proper place. Do you understand?" Agnes asked
him. Robert nodded affirmatively and kept his eyes looking at the
floor. "Good. Now, Mistress Calista phoned me that you performed
satisfactorily, completing this first phase of your training. Later in
the week, your Aunts Jane and Martha, and I will view the tapes of your
training and discipline sessions. For now, you may go fetch our dinner,
eat and watch TV with me, until bedtime."
After watching TV for two hours, Agnes decided that it was bedtime for
both of them. She jerked on the guide chain and Robert bolted to his
feet. Agnes painfully pulled him up the stairs and into his bedroom.
She ordered him to lay face down on his bed and she bound his wrists to
the posts at the headboard and his ankles to the posts at the foot of
the bed. He lay on his cock and balls. The chain about his balls had
caught on the sheets. It pinched and pulled cruelly on his testicles,
but he did not complain.
Agnes climbed onto the bed, leaned her lovely ass against the
headboard, and stood straddling his head. She removed her nightgown and
towered naked above him. She slid her body down until her ass was
sitting on the pillow. Agnes placed her thighs on either side of
Robert's head and her heels next to his hips. He looked up at her, to
see a leather strap in her hand, as the musk of her familiar cunt
teased his nostrils. She scooted forward to bring her moist cunt
against his waiting open mouth.
"Service my cunt, Robert." She said softly, as his tongue licked at her
smooth cuntlips. Robert was enraptured by the opportunity to service
the Mistress he loved so very much. Earlier he had thought that Agnes
might not permit him this familiarity this first evening of his return
from Calista's mansion. With great enthusiasm he licked and sucked at
her cuntlips, probing his tongue deep into her pussy, but avoiding
contact with her sensitive clitoris. Robert was in slave heaven. Her
fragrance was maddening and her flavor delicious as he savored her
cunt.
Mistress Agnes let out a slight moan as her cunt began to throb. He
teased her by circling his tongue around, but not touching, her fully
engorged clitoris. She ground her hips against his mouth and tongue,
trying to rub her clit against his tongue. Frustrated, but glad that he
had learned how to please her, she cried out in her passion. "Suck my
clit, my darling slave!" He drew his tongue across the quivering little
nub and she jerked from pleasure.
Now he began to flick his tongue over the erect clitoris causing her to
cry out with joy and delight. Agnes groaned with pleasure as her orgasm
consumed her. Her juices flowed as she entered a perpetual orgiastic
state and she shuddered as she came. Robert eagerly lapped up the free
flowing juices from his Mistress's cunt. Agnes was exhausted from the
intensity of her orgasm. She regained her composure, as Robert
continued to service her cunt. Robert felt Agnes' hands release his
wrist restraints, then she told him to move onto his elbows and knees.
Quickly, Agnes rolled over onto her elbows and knees to present her ass
to Robert. "Lick and suck my asshole, Robert." She ordered him. His
tongue probed her puckered little asshole and strained against her
sphincter attempting to enter. She moaned with pleasure as she felt her
cunt throbbing in rhythm with Robert's tongue lapping at her asshole.
"Oh, that's so good Robert." She sighed and reached between her legs to
finger her clit. Enraptured by the wonderful feeling of Robert's tongue
licking her asshole and her fingers stroking her cunt, Agnes' body
wrenched in a massive orgasm.
She closed her eyes to enjoy the remainder of the orgasm as it
subsided. She rolled over again and shoved Robert's face against her
sopping wet cunt. Robert felt Agnes reattach his wrist restraints to
the headboard, as he resumed servicing her cunt. Without warning, Agnes
retrieved the leather strap and began strapping his exposed and
vulnerable asscheeks. She reached down to pull his balls out from under
his body to expose them to her strap.
Agnes strapped his asscheeks hard and occasionally softened the stroke
to strap his balls. It hurt, but it was a pleasant hurt that felt good
more than it hurt. He began rubbing his tongue against her clit in
tempo with her strokes on his ass and balls. He could hear her breath
becoming more pronounced and labored as Agnes approached another mind
numbing orgasm. His ass was a bright pink as the blows began to burn
his cheeks. Robert welcomed the searing pain. Realizing this, Agnes now
laid the strokes more severely onto his ass and balls.
Robert's pain mounted as Agnes, lost in her advance toward orgasm, laid
on heavier blows of the strap. Mistress Agnes screamed, as her orgasm
overtook her and racked her lovely body. She quickly reached the zenith
of her orgasm and seemed to linger in a continuous orgasm, that caused
her body to quiver and gyrate as her pleasure mounted. Finally, she
stopped trembling and sighed as her orgasm diminished and she lay back
against the headboard to relax. Her breathing was labored, as her
eyelids, heavy with exhaustion could not stay open. She smiled with
satisfaction, dropped the leather strap and slowly drifted off to sleep
with her wet cunt in Robert's face.
