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Chapter 01

She squeezed my left hand hard as I pressed the elevator button that would take us to the 7th floor.

I looked at her and as our eyes met, we both smiled nervously into each others eyes and I squeezed her right hand to indicate that all was well and that a new journey was about to begin for us. My beautiful wife Michelle…god how I loved her and would tell her that every morning when my eyes first fell upon her for the day. She always looked extremely attractive no matter what she wore and no matter whether she had makeup on or not. She was very well built, she had long, dirty blonde hair and she had this loveable squeaky voice that drove me wild. Michelle worked in the entertainment business, a cable channel, where we had met at a business luncheon and it had been love at first sight for both of us.

The elevator doors closed and our journey began. It had only been 3 weeks ago that we discovered a common sexual need, a common sexual preference that had stunned us both.

While returning from a fantastic week in Nassau, we took liberties with the free alcohol in first class and by the time we got into our hotel room in Toronto that night, both our tongues had loosened and had taken on a level of confession never displayed before. At that time we both admitted our undying love for each other and although our sexual drives and performance was better than most, we imagined, we both admitted to a need that each of us had kept within us for years. Somehow we got onto this subject and blurted out almost at the same time that we wished to be controlled by another woman. Not much more was said on the subject until we arrived home the following afternoon.

After organizing our lives back to the day-to-day madness, we agreed to sit down and discuss the subject that had popped up the previous night. I told Michelle that I had always wanted to be bound and controlled by a strict woman, the stricter the better. A woman that would not hesitate to pleasure herself with my pain. It had never occurred to me to even ask Michelle to even have a mild bondage encounter in the bedroom, as I knew she was my partner and lover and not my ‘Mistress of Pain.’

Michelle had been nodding her head as I made my confession and added that she too had the exact same feelings of a want and need to be controlled by a strict female. She even added emphasis to this as to make her point, “a rough dominant,” she said in a high squeaky voice.

We held each other tight after making these revelations to each other and then as we separated, I asked her, “Now what are we going to do to resolve this?” It took almost the whole afternoon to map out our strategy based on our needs and availability or rather proximity of a ‘Mistress’ that we sought. The Internet provided all the information we needed and after a thorough review of all services we narrowed the decision down to one professional dominatrix in the Toronto area. Money would not be a factor as we both were well off from unfortunate inheritances that had been left unused to date. Time was not a factor, as I owned several businesses and Michelle only worked on a part time basis. We decided early in the process that we would enter into this as a couple rather than seeking someone to serve on an individual basis. We would only do this together and we must be together at all times. I’m not certain if that made us more secure in our actions but I’m sure it did at first. The main reason was that we were a couple in love and would be forever. The dominatrix that we found, Mistress Alexis, offered that type of specific service but warned that she was only interested in extremely sadistic slaves.

That was the woman we sought.

The decision as to whether we could ‘utilize’ her services did not rest with us even though the confidential financial arrangements did. First, we each had to apply for her services by completing a ‘sexual resume’ that listed our past experience, our wants and needs, and agreement that we offered ourselves to her totally, completely, with only the exceptions being that we showed as limits. Both Michelle and I agreed to submit similar limits to ensure that we remained a couple.  These were then e-mailed to a WR&C Enterprises as instructed on the web page.

The next day, each of us received e-mail back from WR&C stating that our applications were being considered BUT would be rejected unless 2 changes were made to our limits. The first was minor and would mean that we could be apart but it would only be during a session or for preparations for it. That was agreeable to both of us.

Our limits had included the usual ones…no scat and actually no toilet sex of any kind, no blood, no permanent marks, no piercings, no teens or children, complete and total confidentiality and privacy was required, and no intercourse nor any act of sexual pleasure with any one other than Mistress Alexis.

The 2nd change that was put into question was this limit of intercourse or sexual act with a 3rd party. Sexual acts were a requirement on our part. We were told that in later sessions, either females or males or both, of any number, would participate in the session with the same or opposite sex and as a submissive or possibly as a dominant. This matter was not up for negotiation and we were told that if we did not agree that we could look elsewhere. Agreement on this point took some time, as Michelle had to convince me that it was completely acceptable to her and that I may like it as well. The thing she stressed was not to accept the pleasure but rather the pain that the pleasure gave. We both felt as strongly then as we do now that nothing could ever come between our love for each other. God I was lucky to have found this woman. A reply was made agreeing to both changes to our limits.

A few days later, we were sent an email telling us of the time, date, and location of our first meeting as slaves with Mistress Alexis. And that was how we found ourselves nervously waiting together for the elevator to reach the 7th floor…

Finally, the door opened and with a collective breath we stepped out looking around and finally stepping up to a directory on the wall right across from us that indicated our destination was left at the end of the hall. We arrived at the door for WR&C Enterprises and below the name was a small sign telling visitors to ring the buzzer for service, which we did.

“Yes, please state your business!” was the reply to that action.

“It is William and Michelle. We were to be here for an 11a.m. meeting,” I replied back.

“It is 11:20. You are late. I’ll buzz you in.” replied the same female voice.

I opened the door and let Michelle in as she grimaced to me probably about being a few minutes late and then I followed in behind her. We had walked into what must be the lobby but there was no chairs only a desk in front manned by a very attractive woman…long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. A sign on the desk had the name Victoria on it and nothing else. The desk had no modesty panel and I could see that she only wore a black leather bra and matching thong and had black knee high leather boots as well and the heels looked like they were 6” spikes. The entire wall behind her was one big mirror.

“We’re here to see Mistress Alexis.” Michelle stated to the woman.

“Stand in front of me now! Both of you! You are slaves and are not to speak unless you have permission to do so!” she barked out at us.

We both stammered out a “Sorry Mistress” as we rushed to please, standing in front of her desk and looking down at her.

“You stupid sluts! I am not your Mistress. You may refer to me as Miss Victoria. Understood?”

“Yes Miss Victoria,” we both rush out a reply at the same time.

“You are 20 minutes late and Mistress is not pleased.” She then handed each of us a sheet of typewritten paper. “Read this and if you agree, please sign and date it at the bottom. Failure or reluctance to sign will require that you leave the premises.”

“Sorry about the time but we couldn’t find a parking space,” I told her.

“I did not give you permission to speak boy! Mistress will be told of this and she doesn’t want to hear your excuses. You were given a time and you are expected to be here exactly on time.”

Both Michelle and I took the sheet and read it over. It was a simple Slave Contract whereby we agreed to offer our bodies and minds to WR&C up to our limits for the date or dates specified. The contract had no legal value whatsoever but it did have a mental value and made one think of the consequences of their actions. When we had both finished reading it, we looked at each other, smiled, shrugged our shoulders, signed the document and returned it to Victoria.

She looked at each document carefully and then reaching under the desk, brought out 2 sports bags and gave one to each of us. “Strip and put your clothes in the bag. Now!” she commanded.

I looked around for a change room but could see no other door to this area other than the one we had just entered through. “What here?” I questioned.

“Yes, here! If I wanted you to go elsewhere I would have said so. Now obey and be quick about it.”

As quickly as we could, we removed all our clothing and shoes, put them in the bag, zipped the bag closed and stood there as naked as all get out. I glanced over at Michelle and saw her standing proud with her 34D breasts pointed straight ahead and her nipples erect from the excitement as it was starting to heat up in the room. Once I had gazed for a few seconds at my wife, my cock also started to harden and I could see my face in the mirror becoming flushed a bright red. Victoria was looking at me with a devious smile on her face.

Victoria then looked at both of us and remarked, “Excellent! Put your bags behind you and get on your knees! Knees apart! Hands on your thighs with palms up! Look straight ahead into the mirror!”

We both obeyed and look straight ahead as ordered by Victoria.

“There, now you are good little slaves,” she stated softly as she started to process some paperwork on her desk, ignoring us it completely, I thought. “Oh, and slaves, remember this ‘RED’ is your safe word. Do not forget it. Is that understood?”

We both stammered a ‘yes’ to Victoria.

It seemed like we were in that position for hours but it was only 3 or 4 minutes and that was when it became extremely uncomfortable for me so I tried to adjust myself slightly and rest back on the heels of my feet. I caught Michelle’s eye and we both make a facial expression that said ‘what is going on?’ Then immediately, a buzzer went off on the desk and Victoria answered the phone.

“Yes Ma’am…yes they were…something about parking…yes, speaking without permission…yes, william appears to be…Very hard? Yes, Ma’am, I’ll begin at once,” Victoria said and then put the phone down and opened a drawer.

“Well slaves, it seems that you have not made a very good impression with Mistress Alexis by being late and disrespectful, especially you william. As a result, this first session may be taken to a higher level of pain which normally would not be done until about session 3.”

My heart started to race in anticipation of the pain and pleasure that I had always thought about and as I looked up into the mirror, I saw Michelle’s face light up with a large grin and as she looked at me, she bit her lower lip. This was exactly what we had both hoped for.

Victoria then opened a desk drawer and took out 2 coils of a heavy, white cord and stood up. “Slave william! Put your hands out in front of you with hands and wrists together.”

Immediately, I did as she commanded and watch as she approached with a serious look on her face. ‘Fuck, she’s an Amazon,’ I thought as the beauty stood in front of me and I strained my neck to look up at her. Slap…her hand found my right cheek and forced a groan from me.

“I told you to look straight ahead asshole!” She put one coil aside and doubled the remaining in half and then taking the middle section of the rope, wrapped one turn around my wrists and then tied it off very tight so that the knot was on the side furthest from my face. She had left about 8 inches of this closed or looped end just hanging there which led me to an incorrect assumption that she was not much of a bondage rigger. With the remaining rope, she drew another loop around my wrists and then one between them, which she secured roughly to that looped end.

She then picked up the remaining cord and started off to my wife. “Slave michelle! Put your hands out in front of you with hands and wrists together. Now!”

I watched my wife obey immediately and watched the pleasure on her face as her wrists were bound in the same way as mine.

“On your feet slaves! It is time to meet your Mistress,” she commanded and both obeyed at once. She went to the mirrored wall and opened a section that was actually a door and looked back at us. “Follow me slaves, lets get going. Now!”

As I jumped out to get to the door as quickly as possible, Victoria closed the distance between us and slapped me across the face with her right hand. “You are a male slave which is the lowest position of all submissives! You will follow slave michelle at all times. Do you understand me slave?”

“Yes Miss Victoria, I understand.”

When Michelle then walked by me, I saw that look of pride on her face and then I noticed how beautiful she looked as a slave. We were taken into one of Mistress Alexis’ training rooms, which was decorated in black and red. The walls were dark red as was the carpet on the floor and all furnishings of which most appeared to be equipment, was in black. Victoria took us by the arm and led us in front of a grand chair about 4 feet away from it.

“On your knees slaves! Lean forward as far as you can. If you are able, put your forehead on the carpet or on the top of your wrists. Now hold that position and do not let your eyes wander. That means you william!” Victoria then marched off and we could hear her go out a door and close it. All was very quiet.

“Are you OK Will?” Michelle said quietly to me.

“Shh Love. I’m great but stay quiet. Are you OK?”

“Mmm I feel fantastic.” Michelle whispered.

The door suddenly flew open and two sets of boots were heard marching towards us.

“No one said you could talk slaves! I am Mistress Alexis and I own you both as of right now. Keep your heads down! You will now confirm your position and owner but I’ll give you one last chance to free yourself and leave but this is your last chance. Now the reason that I am doing this is that I’ve been watching you since you arrive and I am in need and have decided to make both of you my pain-sluts and let me warn you that you will be put in pain at every opportunity. As such however, there will be no monetary fee required from here on out, only your bodies. Now, let’s start with you slave michelle in a clear loud voice, you will tell me what you are, you will tell me who your owner is or you will stand and asked to be released at once.”

In a loud and confident voice, I heard my wife say, “I am slave michelle and I am a pain-slut. I am owned by and will proudly serve Mistress Alexis.”

“Now slave william, knowing your position, in a clear loud voice, you will tell me what you are, you will tell me who your owner is or you will stand and asked to be released at once.”

In a not so loud and feeble voice, I heard myself utter, “I am a lowly male slave, slave william and I am a pain-slut. I am owned by and will proudly serve Mistress Alexis.”

“Excellent, you are now mine and both of you will be trained to be my pain sluts,” Alexis said and then, “Victoria, string them up with special consideration for william. He has been a bad boy and must be taught to respect me in every way. I’ll be right back as I still haven’t found staff for this evening.”

“Yes Ma’am,” came the reply and off Alexis went to another room.

As I knelt in front of Mistress’s chair with my head down, I heard Victoria’s boots stomp off and then there was some clicking and whirring of motors. Slowly I moved my head to the left to see how Michelle was and what she was doing. She also was bent over but appeared not daring enough to look at her surroundings or me.

Suddenly the toe from one of Victoria’s boots was driven into my right rib cage and I yelled out in pain. “Damn it, you fucking bitch,” I said without thinking.

“You’re only making it harder on yourself boy,” Victoria said calmly, “Why not obey like slave michelle? But you will find out shortly boy. Now get that fucking head down and straight ahead.”

Victoria then went to my wife and ordered her to her feet to be led a short distance away. Then I heard a snap and the whirring of a motor and suddenly a gasp from Michelle. Then it was my turn as Victoria came to me and as she grabbed me by my hair, ordered me to my feet with a hefty jerk. When I stood I saw michelle with her arms stretched above her head, standing as best she could on tiptoe. Then the loop that Victoria had left when binding our arms made sense as it was put over a snap hook as if it was designed specifically for the situation. I was led about 5 feet past my wife and the loop at my wrists was put over a waiting suspended snap hook and then my arms were raised up but not to the same extreme as michelle which was odd I thought.

‘Spread your legs apart boy” she commanded and I obeyed. “Further apart than that!”

I tried to obey but that was as far apart as I could comfortably spread them.

“Very well, if you want to be difficult william then I’ll have to take care of it for you.”

I look at my wife who was watching this show with interest but she only smiled and licked her lips…to tease me I’m certain…and it worked as my cock started to grow. As it did, michelle’s smile increased.

Victoria had gone off as I watched my beautiful wife hanging in bondage and the next I knew of her presence was as she was buckling my right ankle into a cuff. I looked down quickly and noticed that the cuff was attached to a spreader bar that had another cuff at the other end, which was quickly attached to my left ankle. That’s not too bad I thought. I could take this as it kept my legs split as far as I had them anyway.

‘Now, let’s get those legs apart shall we boy?” she said as she bent down and twisted a dial that started to increase the length of the bar until it got to the point where it started to hurt so badly that I thought I would split apart.

“Stop it you fucking bitch. Stop it now. Fuck that hurts.”

“Did I give you permission to speak william?” she said as she cranked the dial another few notches and watched, as I shook my head NO.

By this time I was on tiptoe and spread out in pain while my wife hung there on tiptoe as well.

My position was not yet complete as the Amazon tied one end of a strand of rawhide around the base of my cock and balls with the other being tied to the middle of the bar spreading my ankles apart. She chuckled as she pulled this as tight as possible when she knew that I was in some discomfort.

“There, that should hold both you sluts for the time being. Now we will wait for our Mistress to return.”

We both watched as Victoria marched out of the room through the same door that Alexis had used and once it was closed behind her, michelle spun to look at me. “Oh, Bill, you look fantastic. God I wish I was in your position. How do you feel?” she asked. Then suddenly the door opened and we both spun to look at the 2 beautiful women that approached. This was the first time that we were able to get a good look at our Mistress and that first glimpse took my breath away. She was about the same size as Victoria and wore a black leather corset, with matching G-string, but unlike Victoria, she had much larger breasts that appeared to be trying to escape the confines of the corset. God, they were enormous and had to have been twice the size of Victoria’s. A black leather gauntlet covered her left forearm and it was covered in nasty looking 1-inch spikes. At her neck was a matching collar, which had spikes as well, and these seemed even larger than those on the gauntlet. Black fishnet stockings and knee high leather boots with what must have been spikes even higher than Victoria’s, completed the outfit of this amazing beauty. Her hair was black, shoulder length and had bangs that covered most but not all of her forehead. She also wore a very serious look on her face. The sight of her caused me to have an uncontrollable erection and I’m certain that michelle had to be excreting love juices like never before. I saw Alexis look at my excitement and smiling, let out a moan.

“I thought you people were told to keep quiet?” she said as she nodded to Victoria standing to my wife’s side. That was when I noticed that Victoria also carried a barber’s strop, which she brought back, and down across michelle’s ass causing my wife to let out a scream as she ached her back in acceptance of her punishment.

“First, we will commence with the punishment that both of you have earned for your behaviour here at WR & C which stands for ‘Whips, ropes and chains’ all of which will now be part of your lives with us. Victoria, spread the bitch’s legs apart as well seeing as how she wished it and then redden their cheeks.”

Victoria immediately spread michelle’s legs apart as mine were and then the strop was used on both our ass cheeks until they seemed to be on fire. This was brought about by that Amazon, Victoria, putting all she had into the blows and it only took about 3 lashes for each of us.

Mistress Alexis then slowly walked around both my wife and I smacking a red, braided leather, punishment whip against her boot until she stood behind me and brought it down hard across my ass.

“You fucking bitch!” I yelled out in surprise.

She then slowly ran the whip over my erect cock. “You’ll pay for that boy. You must learn to respect your owner.”

“I’m sorry Mistress. It caught by surprise.”

“Victoria, it’s time to punish slave william for the outbursts of his tongue and for being late. Get the pussy whip!” Alexis commanded.

‘Pussy whip? Why is she going to punish me with that?’ I thought.

“Give slave michelle 10 lashes with it on her cunt!” Alexis said as I noticed a smile come across my wife’s face and her tongue licked her lips.

“No! no!…It was my fault.” I screamed out at Victoria as the first lash fell on my struggling and moaning wife.

“Listen to me both of you,” Alexis said in a stern voice. “It is slave michelle’s responsibility to get here on time. You slave william are nothing more than a lowly piece of meat, the lowest form of life. You are to obey slave michelle’s commands at all times. Do you understand slaves?”

We both nodded and muttered yes in response.

As my wife was receiving the last of her punishment and moaning at every lash, Mistress Alexis grabbed me by my cock and squeezing it hard, looked me in the eye and said, “ I like a boy with attitude. Don’t change that william as it gives me greater pleasure to punish a slave that disrespects me or my guests.”

“Fuck you!” I whispered to her and we both smiled at each other.

“Now I have a proposition for you people,” Alexis said, “ and I want you to remain quiet while I make it. I normally do not do this but I am in need and you 2 seem special. I’m having a party tonight and require a couple of slaves to serve my guests. No intercourse or hard punishment would be part of tonight’s duties as you have yet to be trained but normally all sex and punishment is allowed, as you will find out in the future. This is short notice and I will not be offended if you are unable to serve. Slaves! Are you interested in attending my party this evening?”

Both michelle and I looked into each other’s smiling eyes and nodded vigorously to indicate our acceptance.

“This time and this time only, your identities will be masked to make you more comfortable in the scene. Just remember, that there will be punishment albeit mild, there will be groping but there will be no intercourse or oral sex and it will be your introduction to mild electricity if you have not experienced it before. Do you agree sluts? And this time I want to hear your acceptance.”

“It would be an honour to be your slave at your party this evening Mistress,” my wife spoke out and I quickly mimicked her reply.

“Excellent slaves. I am very pleased! Victoria will explain everything to you when she picks you up this evening.”

And with that, we knew that we had become Mistress Alexis’ pain sluts.

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Chapter 02 – Prepared for the Party

On the ride home, both of us could not stop babbling about our good fortune in finding our Domme so soon. We knew we had done the right thing and we were excited about the party that evening. Victoria had sat us down before we left and had given us orders on the preparations that both Michelle and I were responsible for. We went over these again and again in the car and by the time we got to our house, we were both so excited that I’m surprised that we kept our clothes on before entering our house. As soon as we were in and locked the door, we ran to the bedroom... stripping as we went…and there I entered my wife’s warm, wet cunt even before we had made it to the sheets. That was the best fuck that we had ever and as we held onto each other tight and tried to tear out each other’s tongues by sucking on them, we realized that we would be lovers, partners and mates for life.

Then suddenly, the phone rang.

I jumped up breaking the bond of sweat between us and grabbed my cell. “Hi, this is William,” I said.

“You have two hours to prepare so you had better stop fucking around. NOW!” the voice of Victoria commanded.

“But how did you kn...”

“Shut up slave! I’m not fucking stupid. Now the two of you had better prepare for tonight and you had better be ready when I arrive.”

“Yes Mistress, er, Ma’am,” I replied and heard a chuckle and then a click, as the connection was broken.

I put the phone down and looked down at Michelle who had both her arms raised to accept me into her again and I felt so bad when I had to tell her about the call. “That was Victoria and she ordered us to start getting ready. She knew we were making love! That’s scary,” I said as I took hold of her right hand and pulled her up from the bed. We had been ordered to clean ourselves inside and out and were instructed to give each other a minor enema, which was the first thing that we did. Then we were to remove all hair from out bodies, which took longer for me as Michelle had only to remove her small landing strip that highlighted her cunt, and the hair around her asshole, which I helped with. For myself, I had to shave my arms legs and chest and then went to work on my genital area removing all hair and shaving around my cock and balls.

Michelle looked down at me and said, “God your cock looks enormous Bill. We should have down this before. Mmm… I’d love to suck you off right now.”

I just laughed and knelt, leaned over with legs wide apart as she finished off my ass cheeks and removed the hair from around my hole. Then we took turns showering until we were squeaky-clean, dried our hair and brushed our teeth. Michelle powdered off and we both added perfume/cologne to our necks, breasts and around our genital areas. She was using Chanel No. 5 and I had Grey Flannel. I bet we smelled like residents of a whorehouse I thought to myself.

“Holy crap! Look at the time Will,” she yelled out. There was about a minute to spare as we rushed to the front door, unlocked it, and moving 5 feet back, we knelt with open palms on our thighs and knees spread wide apart. We looked at each other, smiled and put our heads down. I was thinking about how beautiful and sexually exciting Michelle was when I heard the door open.

The door opened and then was slammed shut. A sports bag was dropped between Michelle and I, as well as a black leather coat, and then Victoria said, “ Ah, what a perfect little slave couple we have here. You are going to be a great addition to tonight’s party.” 

Victoria then stood beside my wife and ordered her to her feet. “Mmm, you smell divine slave,” she said as she moved her body closer to Michelle’s.

When I heard Michelle moan, I automatically glanced up and saw that Victoria had her right hand on my wife’s cunt and then watched as she started to finger fuck her. My cock started to grow and harden. I looked up further and saw Victoria nibbling on Michelle’s neck and then Victoria caught me looking at her. My cock hardened further when I saw what she wore. As I had started from the floor, I noticed that she was all in black leather. Knee high boots, fishnet hose, a small pair of panties and a bustier that must have been as tight as hell.

“What the fuck are you looking at boy?” she yelled and then removed her finger from that hot and wet bit of heaven, grabbed the hair at the top of my head with her left hand forcing my head up and slapped me hard across the face with her right hand as I let out a series of groans. “Get that head down scum and keep it down. I’ll let you know when you can enjoy yourself. And control that fucking cock of yours.”

Victoria went back at it with Michelle and I knew from the sounds of passion that they were kissing and sucking each other and from the sloshing sound, I also knew that my wife was being finger fucked again.  It seemed like forever until an orgasm was reached and Michelle let out a low long moan before she returned to a kneeling position and tried to catch her breath.

My head was pulled back again and I found myself starring into Victoria’s eyes. “Clean off my fingers boy. Suck them clean now and be quick about it!”

Now Michelle and I had oral sex on a regular basis and my tongue had penetrated the depths for her pleasure but I had never sucked off a finger and I was hesitant to do it with Victoria. That made no sense I realise now and I guess it was just a surprise at that time. Before I had a chance to think about it then, my hair was pulled back hard and as I opened my mouth to let out a scream, her middle and first finger entered my mouth. “Now suck them clean!” she commanded and I obeyed tasting the sweet nectar of the woman I love. As I worked my mouth and tongue, Michelle was ordered to freshen herself up and to be quick about it. When she returned, we were put into costume.

First came the boots or rather sandals. We were told that all slaves wore similar sandals, which were made from black leather and had a series of straps and buckles that ran from behind the toe to the top of the calf just below the knee. I was ordered to buckle them on as tight as possible and to also help Michelle with hers, as she seemed hesitant to make the straps too tight. I was glad to see that the soles were rubber so that we would not have to be concerned about slipping and that there were no heels. Once complete, we were ordered to our feet.

“Have you slaves had experience with a TENS Unit before?” Victoria asked and we both shook are heads to indicate that we hadn’t. “Well then, this will be your introduction. What it is basically is a small electric charge to stimulate muscles for pleasure and pain and in your case tonight, it will be used for both. Let me show you! Get over here prick so that I can show slave michelle!” she commanded and pulled me forward by grabbing onto my cock until I stood about 4 feet in front of my wife. She reached into the sports bag and brought out a small black box that looked like a large padlock. Then she took hold of my cock and balls, pulled them out hard as I tried to maintain my balance and locked it around the base of my privates and closing it shut until the tightness actually caused pain.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned which caused a mean glare from Victoria and as I noticed my wife it caused her to bite her lower lip.

“Hands behind your back, pig! Now! This is what happens when the unit is activated,” she stated and then proceeded to retrieve a remote unit from the bag and then she pressed a button.

An unexpected jolt of electricity ran through my body and as I moaned loudly, I almost fell to my knees but was able to recover. “What I should do boy and what I would normally do is give you a few more of those to teach you a few manners but we do not have the time. Slave michelle, a small dildo will be inserted into your cunt so that you receive somewhat the same feelings as slave william just did. Both of you will also have a small butt plug which will give off a very small tingling charge of electricity as well as vibration that will last 60 seconds. That will be the pleasure I was talking about. All of the insert will be held in place by your body harness that I will now help you with. Put your hands behind your heads and spread your legs. Now!”

As we obeyed, she pulled a black leather body harness out of the bag and came over to me and put one section over my head and immediately started to buckle it on and arrange it correctly. I was amazed at how heavy it was and how she had given no indication as to the weight of the bag when she had entered our home.

“Bend over and spread your cheeks slave so that I can put your plug in.”

I obeyed and with both hands, spread my ass cheeks wide apart. ‘Was Michelle watching this?’ I wondered as I looked over at Victoria who was putting lubricant on what appeared to be a stainless ball with a stem and larger section at the end from which hung several wires. She brought it over to me and I noticed that the wires ran from the rear stem, which by the way contained a red jewel and were joined to a connector at the ends. Then she went behind me and after some twisting and pushing, the ball portion of the plug popped in leaving the wires between my legs and the end with the jewel even with the entrance of my hole.  The wires were run between my legs and roughly attached to my cock with a small elastic band. A modesty pouch of black nylon mesh was built into the harness and covered my cock, balls and the device and had a strap from the rear of it that ran between my cheeks to be attached at my back and rear of the harness. When all the straps were buckled as tight as possible, I looked down at my body and saw that there were straps both just above and just below my breasts and at my stomach as well and then came the pouch holding all my goodies. Next, a very thick leather collar, about 2 inches in height, was placed around my neck and buckled on in what seemed to be a very rough manner and I gagged trying to customize myself to it. This only brought a laugh from Victoria and it was then that I finally realized that she must be a true lesbian and that she hated men. Glancing into a mirror, I saw that there was a ring at the front of it and at each side as well as the back. The collar was then locked in place by what must have been a heavy padlock as I could feel the pull of it.

Cuffs were then placed on my wrists and I was amazed that they were not mated ones. The one on my right wrist was just a normal leather cuff that she buckled on and locked in place with a heavy padlock. Then on my left wrist, she buckled and padlocked a leather cuff and it had mean and sharp looking 1 inch spikes all around it and they proved to be as deadly as I thought as my hand brushed up against my left leg when she finished. I looked down at 2 scratch marks that it left on my leg.

“Oh, did I fail to mention that you must be careful of those spikes slave? Too bad prick! Now, do you have free weights slave william?”

“Yes Ma’am, they are in the basement.”

“Go get 2 twenty pound barbells while I start to prepare your slave michelle!”

I moved off quickly feeling all the additions to my body, both inside and out, and taking care to keep my left wrist away from the rest of me.  Going down the steps was an experience as I found it to be a pain in the ass, literally, but by slowing my movements down, it was much better. I went to the room where the weights were kept and as I was bent over retrieving 2 barbells, the charge from the device I wore suddenly shot a jolt of electricity through my body.

“Aghh, fuck!” I moaned and swore and then was hit by another that brought me to my knees. ‘Damn it,’ I thought, ‘that fucking bitch has it in for me.’ I got up and returned to the living room where I noticed that Victoria was just in the process of buckling Michelle into her harness.

“That first was just a test slave,” Victoria said, “and that second one was for swearing. Slaves, especially scum like yourself must learn to keep your mouths shut. Do you understand me boy?”

“Yes Ma’am. Sorry Ma’am,” I replied.

“Now turn around and face the door and start doing bicep curls with the weights as fast as you can and do not stop until I tell you. I want you all toned up for tonight’s guests. Begin!”

I knew I was in trouble after I did a few curls, as I had not worked out for some time and it was not long before I found myself almost out of breath, struggling to complete each rep.

‘Smack,’ I was hit with what I found out to be the collar that was about to be placed around my wife’s neck and it was a heavy blow across the back of my head that put me into some pain and brought a tear to my eye.

“You told us you were in shape slave so you had better keep at it as we do not like liars. Now turn around and face your beautiful wife and show her what a fucking wimp you are.”

I turned and saw my wife dressed exactly as I was and she truly did look beautiful. So beautiful in fact that I started to get aroused and I guess the pouch I wore started to grow. This caused Michelle to break out into a high squealed chuckle and when I looked at Victoria she only had a look of disgust on her face. ‘God I hope you don’t give me another jolt,’ I thought as I tried to get myself under control. It was then that I saw that Michelle had wrist cuffs like mine but the spiked one was on her right wrist, which I thought, was strange.

“Alright slaves,” Victoria barked, “ it looks as if we are ready to go but I just want to go over a few things with you about tonight so listen closely. Both of you will be wearing a hood that will allow you to see but it will contain a bit gag to keep you from having any type of discussion. It will be extremely tight but as you are not experienced yet, it is not that large. In the future this may change to large ball gags or penis gags or inflatable gags so you have lots to look forward to. You will be serving drinks to the guests but you will not be partaking in any of tonight’s activities. Remember your manners. You will be watched closely and any mistakes will be noticed, any unfavourable comments by our guests will be recorded and you will be disciplined accordingly at your next session. All guests and all slaves must have their identities kept secret. You may recognize some of the people there tonight but do not give any indication that you know them. Do you understand all that slaves?”

“Yes Ma’am!” we both replied as quickly as we could.

“Very good. Now I will be driving you to our Mistress’s home but we can’t have her or your neighbours see you dressed the way you are now.” She then reached into that magical sports bag once more and took out neatly folded pairs of black latex pants and a shirt for each of us, which we quickly slipped on.

It was about a 20-minute drive to Mistress Alexis’ home and both Michelle and I sat in the back seat holding hands, which we would squeeze together from time to time. As we pulled into the drive of her home, actually it was more of an estate, we noticed cars and leather clad people at the front door but we didn’t stop there but rather we were taken around to the rear of the main building.

When the car came to a stop, Victoria told us to get out quickly as it appeared that guests had arrived early. I helped Michelle out and hand in hand we went through the door into an enormous kitchen area that was not open to any other room. A maid dressed in a skimpy costume signalled us to a specific area and had us stand so that Michelle was on my right side. Then we were told to remove our ‘travel clothing’ which we immediately assumed were the pants and shirts and quickly did so. Noticing our embarrassment she only chuckled and told us that she had seen it all and not to think of our dress. This maid then went behind us and took my right arm and placed my hand on Michelle’s ass telling me not to move it. Then she did the same with Michelle’s left arm and placed her hand on my ass telling her to keep it there as well.

Victoria then came over to us. “I’ll take it from here Betty. You may return to your duties,” she said as she placed a handful of items on the counter beside us.

“You two will be inseparable tonight,” she said as she took a short chain from the counter and snapped one end to a side ring on each of our collars. “Stand up straight slaves…Do not slouch!” She then took 3 plastic cuffs and locked them around my right leg and Michelle’s left leg at the ankles, just below the knees and just above our knees. She also did the same, locking a cuff from the harness belt at our waist. Michelle and I looked at each other and smiled knowing that we would have to work as a team for the rest of the night.

“Walk around the room slowly and get a feel for what you must do this evening.”

We started out stumbling but soon we were able to master this three-legged situation and we walked steadily around the kitchen island, smiling and giggling as we grabbed each other’s ass.

“Come here slaves,” Victoria commanded, “Stand her while we attach the serving tray to the front of you. Betty, come here for a minute and help me attach this tray!”

We both watched in wonder as Victoria took a large black plastic tray from the counter top. It was arched in shape at the front end away from our bodies and also had arched indentations that our bodies fit into at the level of our stomachs. A ridge ran around the whole of the tray which was meant to prevent items from falling off and 2 chains were attached to the front of it which Betty quickly attached the other ends to the rings at the front of our collars. As she leaned over to attach mine, she looked me in the eye and smiled and then a hand went below the tray and she started to rub my cock getting it harder and harder.

“Betty! Stop that and help me get this thing attached. I’ll let you play with them for a few minutes after the party.”

Michelle and I looked at each other in wonder as to what that meant and then we felt straps from the tray buckled tightly behind our back, securing the tray to us so that it would not tilt unless we caused it to.

“Ok, slaves. Walk around the island again!” Victoria said as she placed 2 highball glasses filled with water on the tray. One in front of each of us. “And do not spill a drop or it will be on your record for your next session.”

We started out again and after a few steps, Michelle again stumbled slightly causing me to overreact with the result of tipping over the glass in front of me. When we returned to our starting point, Betty was there to wipe up the spilled drink and Victoria just looked on shaking her head.

“Well william,” she said, “you’ve just earned a couple of additional punishment lashes at your next session. Take it a bit slower and both of you think of what you are doing. Let’s finish your outfits and get on with it but first, just a warning that if you touch anyone Master, Mistress or slave with your spiked cuff; you will be punished on the spot. Betty! Get the strap!” We both watched as the maid took a thick leather strap out from a drawer and as she was bringing it to Victoria, she started to lick it and smiled a wicked smile at Michelle and I.

“Thank you Betty,” Victoria said taking the strap and putting it on the tray for us to look at. “If anyone is touched by your spikes and complains about it, they are entitled to take this strap and give one or both of you 2 hard slaps on your ass.” She then proceeded to hang the strap from a hook at the front of the tray. “You must watch out for the other slaves as they are the worst and will deliberately try and walk into the spikes, so beware.”

She then took a length of a thin chain, which she locked one end to the cuff on my right arm that was at my back and had been resting on my wife’s ass. Then she moved my arm so that it was behind my back and up a bit. The length of chain was fed through the collar ring at the rear of the collar.

“A 2 pound base please Betty,” she said as I watched the maid take a round flat metal object with a centre pole and bring it to us. “Lock it to the chain. Thanks Betty.” My arm was released and I felt the light weight keeping my right arm pulled up. I could feel the chain run over my ass and later saw that it ended just below my ass cheeks  “Add a pound to that please Betty.”

When the additional weight was added, there was added pressure pulling my arm up behind me. I then watched as best I could as Victoria did the similar thing to my wife’s left arm but the weights added to Michelle’s was exactly half.

“Another bit of info slaves. Throughout the reception area, there are weights that have been set out to be added to what you already carry. Males carry a maximum of 10 pounds and females 5 pounds. The guests must find the weights as they are not set out in the open and the maximums may not be exceeded. All persons may add weights and they do not need a reason to add them and beware again of the party slaves, as they will be searching for the weights even now. Is that understood slaves?”

We both looked into each others smiling eyes and nodded that we did understand.

“Good! Now it’s time to wire you up.”

Betty then brought a small black control box over to us and holding it up showed Michelle and I exactly what it was. A back panel was a sign in red letters on a white background that read ‘How Are We Doing…Press your choice to let us know.’ On top of the control box were 2 buttons…a red one with ‘Poorly’ in large red letters beside it and a white button with ‘Very Good’ in extremely small grey letters. Michelle and I both glanced at each other in an exciting way as the box was placed exactly in the middle of our serving tray. Wires from the box were run down between our bodies and the tray to the wires held in place behind our pouches which were unsnapped to gain access to wires at were already there. These were joined together with the wires from the box and then any excess was hidden behind our harnesses and pouches.

“Time for a quick test!” Victoria stated as she stared at the clock, “We are almost out of time.” She then pressed the white button, which caused both Michelle and I to hum with enjoyment from the vibration. But when the red button was pressed, we both moaned in agony as lightning bolts zapped our private areas. ‘God I hope that no one else presses that button,’ I prayed to myself as Michelle coughed hoping to clear the pain away.

“Now for the gags and hoods! Betty, here, take hers and put it on tight! Fucking tight! Then lace up the hood tight as well and make sure that the nostril and eyeholes line up. They must be able to breath and to see where they are going.

I was not surprised that Victoria had saved me for herself, as I knew that she wanted to prove her superiority over me by showing me her strength and toughness. Over the next few minutes, she made her point. When she held up the gag/mask, she grabbed my forehead and pulling my head back, shoved a black latex bit into my mouth, which she buckled on as tight as possible. Then the black leather hood was roughly placed over my head, pulled back and laced on as if I was an uncomfortable boot.

“Two minutes! Shit, get the drinks Betty and load them up!” Victoria commanded once our hoods were inspected. “ I’ll have them ready at the door,” and then she grabbed my arm and pulled us to stand in front of French doors, which had frosted glass so we could not see where they led. Betty then loaded us with drinks, 6 on Michelle’s side of the tray and 6 on mine all of which were in highball glasses.

“Stand tall slaves! You are Mistress Alexis’ slaves. Be proud!”

“Ten seconds!”

I looked over at Michelle who was looking into my eyes smiling and then we pressed into each other as best we could to let each other know that our new adventure was about to get even better than we had hoped for. My cock started to harden in anticipation of what was to happen. I could feel its bulge against the mesh material that tried to contain it and knew that our Mistress and her guests would be happy with the two of us.

“Five seconds…three two one.!”

“Open the doors!”

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.

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Chapter 04

So here we were, one week later, in the elevator again waiting for it to stop at our Mistress’s floor to attend our first training session. It had been a wonderful week since the party as we had lived in anticipation of having Victoria pop in at any time, which she did one evening after the party and the thoughts of it were still buzzing around in my head.

We had been too tired after the party to do anything pleasurable and had spent he next day discussing our feelings about it and confirming that we had made the right decision in choosing a Mistress. Michelle and I seemed to become as horny as teenagers and in the bedroom we would almost ripped off each other’s clothes so that we could hold each other tight. Every night was filled with lovemaking until that Thursday night when we began what had become our nightly wild lovemaking. As soon as we were in our bedroom and had taken our clothes off, we fell onto the bed and started to make love. God, how beautiful my wife was as I looked into her eyes before entering her. Then just as my throbbing cock entered her hot, wet body, Michelle let out a scream while looking behind me.

I turned over and looked back to see a smiling Betty staring down at us.

“Well, are you enjoying yourselves sluts? I guess we got here just in time. You’ve had enough for the week I think. Every night! You’re like a couple of fucking rabbits.”

Michelle instinctively tried to cover herself with a sheet while I just laid back down in disbelief. ‘How the hell did they know how often we had sex? Was it a wild guess?’ I then stared at our intruder and looked her over from head to toe. Betty was wearing a short black dress and high black heels and you could tell from her hard nipples showing through the dress that it was probably all she wore.

“Get on the floor … NOW! Slut positions!” Betty barked.

‘What the hell was she talking about? Slut positions?’ I thought to myself as I looked at Michelle who just shrugged and got off the bed to fall on her knees on the floor. I followed her lead and knelt beside her.

“What the fuck? I said Slut Positions or are you both deaf?”

“We don’t know what that is so give us a break,” Michelle replied.

Betty walked over to my wife, grabbed her by the hair pulling her head up slightly and then Slap, she hit Michelle hard across her left cheek. “You do not talk to your superiors like that!” Slap… “Now, do you have something to say slut michelle?”

       

“I’m sorry Ma’am but we do not know what a Slut Position is,” Michelle spat out as she glared at Betty with an evil grin.

“Oh, that’s right. You two sluts have not been trained yet well I’m certain that Mistress will teach you all her slave positions at your first training session. All right, this is how it goes. Kneel and spread your knees apart…wide apart. Put your arms behind your feet, bend your body back and look at the ceiling or the wall behind you if you can. Do it quickly.”

We both obeyed realizing that in this position we were totally vulnerable to any dominant’s wishes. I felt my cock start to harden again as we knelt and laid there displaying our wares for anyone to see. ‘Yes, I guess we are painsluts,’ I thought.

Some minutes went by as we held that position and soon both of us started to fidget our bodies trying to get comfortable.

Whap …Michelle let out a scream… then   Whap…        I screamed as I realized that we had both been kicked and I had taken it right on my balls.

‘No one gave you permission to move. Do you understand that sluts?”

“Yes Ma’am,” we both replied in unison.

Betty then went off to our en suite bathroom leaving us in the painful position. Although we couldn’t see her, we could hear her opening cabinets and then we heard water running. I looked at Michelle and quietly whispered to her asking if she was all right. She replied, “This is fantastic. I love you so much,” just as Betty re-entered the bedroom.

“Did I give you permission to talk slut?” she asked Michelle.

“No Ma’am,” she replied through gritted teeth.

“On your feet slut michelle! Now!”

Michelle quickly got to her feet and I could not see what then happened but learned that Betty had moistened a small face cloth, which she rubbed over my wife’s crotch.

“There, now you are all clean for Victoria. Oh, did I not mention that she awaits you downstairs. We are here to get you caught up on the punishment you earned at the party last night. You will tell Victoria that you have earned one additional round of punishment for talking. Do you understand slut?”

“Yes Ma’am, I understand,” she replied.

“Good. Now get downstairs to Victoria and remember the position you just learned. Get.”

I heard Michelle leave and I heard her bounding down the stairs. I raised my head as best I could and watched as Betty moved between my knees, her leg against my inner thigh and then a hand reached down to pull my hips higher. As she did this, my cock became hard and erect which won a chuckle from her just as she rubbed the damp face cloth over my cock and balls.

“There that cleans up the slut’s love juices and what’s this boy? A whole lot of pre-cum that I now need to clean up. Now get on your feet slut william,” she said as she wiped the last of the cum from the tip of my cock.

I struggled to my feet as quickly as possible and stood before Betty. In her high heels, she still was not as tall as I, but she must have been of the same Amazon family as Victoria as she was well built with short black hair and she was very attractive. Both of them had probably been Divas from the wrestling circuit at one time, I thought.

“Hands behind your head and legs apart… wider you fucking prick!” she bellowed out at me. She then came up to me, grabbed my hair and pulled my head back with a snap. When I opened my mouth to complain, in went the damp face cloth. Letting go of my hair, she then proceeded to stuff as much of the cloth into my mouth as possible. At first the taste was a bit of a shock being both salty and acidic at the same time but after a second I found it very enjoyable as the taste and smell of Michelle had always been heaven to me. Now mixed with my juices as well, it seemed great.

“ Move up to the bed, lean over with the front of your upper body on the bed and your arms behind your back. Now!”

Just as she barked that command, I could Victoria yell out to Michelle… ‘Position you fucking slut!’ and I knew that I was not the only one to be disciplined that night.

“Move your ass back a bit! I do not want any part of your cock touching the bed.”

I obeyed immediately.

Betty had gone to the doorway of the bedroom and picked up a sports bag, which she now put beside me on the bed. Then she reached between my legs and fingered my balls and my hard cock, which I thought, would explode shortly from all the excitement.

“Whoa boy! No one told you to get hard. We will have to do something about that unless you can? No, you probably can’t. I guess I’ll have to take care of that.” As my head was facing her sports bag, I glimpsed her removing a brown heavy leather strap from it and knew I was to be punished with it. The strap was about 2 feet in length, 2 inches wide and about a quarter of an inch thick.

Crack! She had landed a hard one across my ass, which brought a moan from me into that facecloth, stuffed into my mouth. ‘Oh fuck that feels great,’ I thought and I felt my cock getting even harder. She then took hold of my balls, squeezing them for all she was worth until I moaned in pain. Then, she pulled on my cock, jerking it down hard and I thought that she was going to pull it off.

‘Crack, crack, crack’ came sounds from downstairs followed by Michelle’s screams and a yell of ‘fuck you bitch.’

The bedroom door slammed shut immediately after Betty released my cock from her death grip.

“We don’t need any distractions from below as I want you to concentrate on your own punishment slut. That cock of yours will not soften up as I want it to.” She said as she walked back to me.

‘CRACK’ the leather landed hard on my balls, so hard that I fell to my knees in pain. I was in tears from the blow and moaning loudly when Betty grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back to a standing position. She turned me around to face her and then roughly pulled the facecloth from my mouth as I tried to compose myself from that last blow.

“Don’t worry slut, your punishment is not over. There’s lots of pleasure left for you to enjoy. Ah, I see that your prick has softened up. Perfect! Now william, will you be using any airport, or entering a judicial building or any other area that does metal screening of the human body within the next month?”

“No Ma’am, I do not believe so,” I replied through clenched teeth.

“Excellent, you’ve just chosen your chastity device that you will wear until your training session on Saturday and afterwards when ordered. You are expected to be at Mistress Alexis’ office at 10:00 a.m. this Saturday and do not be late. Do you understand william?”

“Yes Ma’am, I understand.” I said with a quizzical look on my face about the device mentioned which caused a chuckle from Betty.

“Now if you had told me that you would be going through a screening device within the next month, I would have put this pretty pink plastic one on you,” she said as she reached into the bag, brought out the plastic chastity device for me to see, and tossed it back in. “ This one is more manly, I think and it will look great on you. It’s called a Spiked Cage. Don’t you just love it william?”

She reached into the bag and brought out a stainless steel cock cage, which she held up for me to see.  It was shiny with stainless steel ribbing and shafting. There was enough room for my cock to fit into it but just before she took it away, I noticed the spikes on the inside of the cage. The cage itself had a strip of metal that ran from the top, around the tip and then below back to its base. It held 7 rings in place that were spaced equally from the base to an inch from the tip. The tip was enclosed by another strip of metal that was perpendicular to the main shaft. When I looked closer at it especially when looking into the cage, I saw that it had on the interior 4 sharp spikes on each ring with another 4 at the tip. They looked needle sharp like a large nail or spike. “Oh fuck, that’s going to kill me.” Later, I found out that it was 1.3” in diameter and 5.1 inches in length and weighed almost one half pound.

Betty then bent over and slid my soft cock into the cage, which filled the cage except for the last half-inch or so. The spikes pulled at my skin, causing a groan to leave me, but they did not scratch or cause my cock to bleed but I knew that with a hard erection, the spikes would easily break the skin. Quickly, she closed a locking ring that looked like a miniature handcuff around the base of my cock and balls squeezing it hard and tight until there was a loud snap. Then she reached again into the bag and brought out a small padlock that she used to lock the ring together to ensure that there would be no chance of removal. The lock sat at the top of ring and as I looked down at it, I knew that it would be easy to pick it.

‘God it’s cold… and heavy. I can’t wear this until Saturday’s training session.’ I thought. There was no way that I would be able to have an erection wearing this cage and if I did, what would those spikes do to me?

‘Lie on the bed on your back with your arms behind you!” she commanded in a serious tone.

I obeyed and watched as she took a small black candle and lighter from the bag. She then lit the candle bending over, took hold of the padlock, turned the bottom of it up just as the first drop of wax left the candle. The wax landed on the keyhole and Betty wiped it even with the bottom of the padlock. Then, with an evil look on her face, she let go of the lock and let 2 drops of wax fall onto my penis between the metal bars of the cock cage; one close to the tip and one halfway to the base. I screamed as the first drop hit and with the second one, arched my back so that the caged cock was high in the air trying to escape from my torturer.

“There, that should keep you and your slut wife from trying to pick the lock. If we see that you have made an attempt to do so, you will receive much more pain than a few drops of wax on your prick. Do you understand william?” Betty stated in a calm voice.

“It’s made of stainless steel so there is no problem or excuse for not showering daily. You will have to sit or kneel over the toilet to pee but you will probably like that. Won’t you boy?”

“Yes Ma’am,” I replied

“Now get on your stomach in a spread-eagle position!”

I rolled onto my stomach as I tried to catch my breath from the shock of the wax treatment I had just received and from the jabs on my cock from the sharp spikes. I had to adjust my cage by hand to find a less uncomfortable position to lie on it. Then as instructed, I spread out my arms and legs and trying to please the Dominant, gave a second effort and spread them as wide and far out as possible.

Betty let out a small chuckle again, “That’s excellent slut. You do learn quickly. Now let’s see, you are to receive an additional 15 strokes as punishment for your actions during the first meeting with Mistress and for your stupidity at the party. You will count them out after each stroke and you will thank me for each one. If you make an error boy, we will start all over again. Do you understand?”

“Yes Ma’am, I understand.”

No sooner had those words left my mouth that I received 3 quick blows on my left upper leg, 2 across my ass cheeks and 1 across my upper back. I screamed and then realized that I must count out the strokes. What I came up with was, “1, thank you Ma’am, 2,3,4, thank you Ma’am, 5 thank you Ma’am. Sorry Ma’am, I lost count.” I lay there gritting my teeth as I waited for the pain to subside knowing that I would receive an additional 15 strokes.

“You are a poor excuse for a slave, william. A slave must be prepared at all times and must concentrate on the situation at hand. Do not pay attention to your pain but rather to what your Mistress is saying.  You will learn boy! That is just another lesson to thank me for. We will start over at a slower speed this time.”

“Thank you Ma’am.” And then the blows came across my ass, back and upper legs for which thanked her after each as I counted them out. When she finished, she let me lie there as I caught my breath and relaxed as it felt as if I had tried to push my body into the bed.

“Slave position, william. NOW! On the floor!” she commanded.

I jumped up and fell to the floor as quickly as I could, ignoring the pain from the blows I had just received. On my knees, legs wide apart, head down with my hands resting on my knees and my palms up.

“Very good slut,” she commented, “This is referred to as ‘slave position standard’ or just ‘standard.’ Do you understand that and can you remember that?”

“Yes Ma’am, I understand and I will remember.”

“ Good. Now let’s try another shall we. ‘Slave position tongue,’ now boy!

“I don’t know what that is Ma’am,” I replied.

Again, she just laughed. “Slut, it’s kneeling as you are now with your hands behind your back, head up and tongue out. The command is ‘slave position tongue’ or just ‘tongue.’ Now, assume the position, ‘tongue,’ she barked.

I did as ordered and then watched as she walk up between my legs and lifted the bottom of that short black dress to reveal a shaved pussy… a perfect camel toe. I could smell her womanhood even before she grabbed my head and drew it to her pussy. I knew that she was excited and wet even before her command.

“Lick it you fucking slut,” she barked, “lick it for all that you are worth boy.”

She pushed my face into her beautiful cunt as my tongue sought out her crack and then her clit. She was hot…she was wet…she tasted divine and she smelled not just of sex but sex with a hint of a fantastic perfume. As I licked and stuck my tongue into her, she began to grind her hips into my face. I was caught up in the excitement and could not contain my cock from growing. It started to ache severely from the cage and the spikes that contained it. I moved my mouth to the left and took hold of that lip and started to suck on it just as I usually did with Michelle who loved that move.

Suddenly, my head was snapped back away from Betty, and a sharp, hard blow landed across my left cheek.

Slap!

“Did I give you permission to suck me slut?”

“No Ma’am, sorry Ma’am,” I sheepishly replied. And then I saw her right hand coming at me.

“YOU” slap! “WILL” slap! “LEARN” slap! “TO” slap! “OBEY” slap! “DO YOU UNDERSTAND” slap! slap!slap!

“Yes Ma’am, I understand,” I replied with my left cheek feeling as if it were on fire. I felt so fucking good that I almost wanted to suck on her again but my need to please her took over thankfully because my excitement was causing pain to my cock from the spikes in the cage.

“Good, now get back at it and lick. Do not stick your tongue in my hole and do not only lick my clit until you are ordered to do so. Do not suck on my lips or lick elsewhere. Not all women are the same.” She barked out at me as shoved my face into her again. “Fuck, we’re almost out of time.”

I went back to my work; enjoying every little lick as she ground her hips into my face, and as she moaned louder and louder until…

“Now! Lick my clit only…faster slut… faster…ahhhhhhhhhh,” she screamed softly as she held my face to her. “ Stop slut! Do not move!” She pushed and rubbed her pussy into my face.

I obeyed and then hoped that she would want me to fuck her as Michelle always wanted when I had brought her to orgasm orally but I then realized that it would not happen because of that damn cage that she had put on me. Not only was I being spiked but also I was being denied an orgasm, which would become extremely painful I was to find out over the next 36 hours.

Once her orgasm had run it’s course, she pushed my head back, pulled down the hem of her skirt and let go of my hair that she had grabbed in her excitement.

“Slave position, quickly boy.”

I obeyed and knelt there with legs apart, head down and palms up while they rested on my knees.

There was a sudden knock on the door and I looked up at it only to receive a hard slap across the top of my head.

“You are in slave position boy. Keep your fucking head down,” Betty ordered. “Enter!”

Michelle came into the room alone as I recognized her feet but that was all I could see of her and no one else entered. She let out a gasp when she saw the cage between my legs and whispered as if to herself, ‘Oh my God.’

“Come here slut. Is Victoria waiting for me? GET over here. Now!”

“Yes Ma’am. She told me to tell you that she is ready to leave and that I was to give you this bag.” Michelle replied and must have then been pulled to Betty from what I saw of their legs.  Moans left both their lips and I knew that they were locked in an embrace, which must have seemed as if their bodies were one.

“Slave position beside your slut husband!” Betty suddenly commanded and Michelle knelt down beside me.

“In this bag, that you brought up Michelle, are your uniforms for this Saturday’s training session. Nothing else is to be worn with the exception of sneakers or running shoes. No jewellery, watches, or any other personnel items, except your house and car keys, and wallets and identification. There are instructions in the bag as to where you are to park and william here has the time that you are to report in. The bag is locked with a numbered disposable plastic lock, which you must cut to open. You will open the bag when I Skype you, Michelle, on Saturday morning at which time you will show the bag to me so that I may see that it has remained locked and I must see the lock’s numbers. Got it? Do not be late for your session! You will now remain in slave position until you hear us leave by ringing the doorbell. If we hear either of you even utter a moan, I will make it extremely difficult for both of you. Saturday’s training will be hard enough and you both should be well rested for it. You have learned new slave positions today and you must teach them to each other, as you will be tested on them this Saturday.” Betty then turned and left the bedroom, leaving the door wide open.

Neither Michelle nor I dared to move an inch as we heard Betty and Victoria talking and then finally we heard the front door slam.

“Bill, what did they do to you and what is that thing on your cock? Are you OK, Hon?” Michelle blurted out as she put her arms around me and started to kiss me tenderly on the neck.  While she was doing this, she ran her hand over the cage lifting it gently and then letting it go; all the while, I kept to slave position and did not utter a word, as I had not heard that doorbell. My cock felt as if it had been shot with a dozen arrows when Michelle lifted and then let go of the cage. “Does it hurt Hon? Why don’t you look at me and tell…” and she realized her mistake just as Betty re-entered the room.

“Well done william. You are learning to obey but your stupid wife here is not. Isn’t that so slut?” she asked as she marched over to Michelle, grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head up so that they were looking into each other’s eyes. “I asked you a question bitch, do you agree?”

“Yes,” Michelle hissed back at her through clenched teeth.

“YOU” slap! “WILL” slap! “LEARN” slap! “TO” slap! “OBEY” slap! “DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME slut?” slap! slap!slap!

“Yes Ma’am, sorry Ma’am,” Michelle sobbed and I then knew that Betty must have slapped her as hard as possible.

“Good, now wait until we are gone and YOU HEAR THE FUCKING DOORBELL.” And with that she turned and marched out of the room.

When we finally did hear the doorbell after a few minutes, I turned and looked at my beautiful wife. Her hair was a mess, her eyeliner was running down her cheeks and there were lipstick smears all over her face… and actually you could tell that there were two different shades.

“Are you OK Michelle?” I asked concerned that she may be upset.

“ Oh, that was fucking wonderful Bill, don’t you think?” she replied and still kneeling, leaned over, put her arms around my neck and kissed me hard and fast. Then she ran her tongue down my chest and sought out my nipples kissing and sucking on my left one as ran her fingers over my right nipple and started to squeeze it.

She knows that this gets me as hot as hell and it did kick in which caused me to scam out in pain as I tried to have an erection. “Oh, fuck that hurts.” I screamed as I shoved her away from me. Tears ran down my cheeks as I hung my head down and breathing deeply tried too will my penis back to a smaller state.

“ Oh Bill…what have I done…I’m so sorry. What can I do?” she softly said as she tried to comfort me.

“It’s OK Hun. I just have to get used to this fucking thing between my legs. Do you think we could lay off each other until after Saturday?”

She agreed as she kissed me softly and led me to the bed. “Let’s rest and get through tomorrow. It’s not too long until our training session on Saturday.”

And that is exactly what we did. On Friday we found out that the only positions that we had to teach each other was the ‘slave position tongue’ that I had been taught and ‘slave position prone’ which also included ‘prone crawl’.

Michelle had no problem learning the tongue command and I could tell that she was eager to try it out. I on the other hand could not put the prone command into actual practice as it caused too much pain to my cock. The prone position meant my having to lie on the floor on my stomach with my hands crossed behind my back and with my legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. The prone crawl was just that…crawl to where ordered without taking your knees off the floor. I was not going to try that while wearing the cage that was certain.

On Saturday, we rose early and cleaned ourselves inside and out and then we sat there and waited for the Skype call from Betty. By the time she called, we had become worried, as it was just about the time that we had set to leave. She did not seem to be in a very good mood as we showed her the bag but had difficulty showing the numbered lock to her, as we couldn’t get a clear shot of it for her on the web cam. After calling us every degrading name in the book, she seemed satisfied and gave us permission to access the bag and then quickly ended the Skype session. When we opened the bag to get the uniforms supplied by Mistress Alexis we received another surprise.  We had expected to find uniforms similar to that worn my delivery drivers but these uniforms were fucking wild, not uniforms at all but rather both were tight, shiny, black latex jumpsuits, which would surely have us stand out in a crowd as they looked sexy as hell. The latex suits had a zipper up the front from the crotch to a high collar at the neck. Also, on the left chest was our Mistress’ crest ‘WR&C’ in bright red lettering. ‘God, I hope we don’t meet anyone we know while dressed in these slutty outfits,’ I thought. The cage I wore seemed to almost be visible once I had the jumpsuit on and I hoped that was only because I knew what it was and hoped that others would not. I looked at my wife after we both had dressed in the latex outfits and found my heart beating with excitement. She looked absolutely fantastic. I would have jumped her on the spot it we weren’t out of time and if I was not wearing that painful chastity device.

We followed the directions contained in the bag and parked where we were told, putting a parking permit found in the bag, on the dash of the car. Both of us wondered why we had to park one block away from Mistress’ building until realizing that she wanted to humiliate us by having us wear these jumpsuits in public for a few minutes.

“They’re watching us Bill. I just know it. Let’s get there as soon as we can so at least we don’t look bad.” Michelle said as she looked up at what she thought was Mistress’ building.

Unable to jog with the cage on, we walked as fast as possible and after a half dozen cat whistles and a few choice remarks of disgust from passing pedestrians, we made it to the building and entered the elevator that we had used last week.

We held each other’s hands as we walked into the elevator and closed the doors. My cock was throbbing from the rubbing it had taken inside the cage and this elevator ride would hopefully give it time to recover.

As it started to rise, we held each other tight and we both watched as the floor indicator light showed us reaching the 2nd floor then the 3rd, 4th, 5th…BANG…the elevator jerked to a stop as Michelle let out a startled scream. The lights flickered, all grew quiet and then the lights went out completely.

Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the first of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be mature and find something else to read. If you feel this story is in the wrong category, in the whole scheme of things, does it really matter? Let me repeat this to those few who dislike my writings – If you don’t like it, don’t read it. How simple is that?

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Chapter 05

“You’re late again sluts! Get the fuck in here and close that door. Kneel before me…NOW!” barked Victoria in a voice leaving no room for doubt that she was more than pissed off.

I pulled the door shut and heard it lock into place and then following Michelle’s lead ran to Victoria and fell on my knees at her feet. I had noticed that she was dressed completely in black leather. Boots, thong and a bra that was more of a harness and it barely covered her nipples.

“What the fuck was it this time?”

“Sorry Ma’am,” Michelle whispered out, “but it is not our fault. The elevator...”

‘Slap, slap, slap.’ Victoria used her palm and backhand while holding my wife’s hair and hit her with hard blows. I watched as Michelle held back from uttering any sound but saw her eyes get watery as she glared at Victoria.

(Michelle and I had discussed our attitudes and thought that it was time to take it up a notch to feel the benefits of being true painsluts. We agreed to behave as slaves with attitude problems beginning with this Saturday’s training. From this point on, we would struggle, curse and disobey our superiors at the appropriate moments.)

“I don’t care about your stupid excuses slut. Strip naked. Now! Then assume slave position while I discuss this matter with your stupid idiot of a husband here,” she barked and turned to me grabbing me by my hair at the same time. “Ten fucking minutes boy! That’s how long you kept all of us waiting including your Mistress. You will be punished for this william and you will end up regretting being late. Now strip and assume slave position.”

As I jumped to my feet I noticed that Michelle was naked and in slave position already. ‘God, how beautiful she looks,’ I thought as I started to remove my shoes and clothing. Then in a sarcastic tone, I tuned to Victoria and said, “ Does this mean my cock harness comes off as well, Bitch?”

Victoria just glared at me knowing that I was trying to be a smart-ass and then pushed a button on the desk. “Get on you knees boy! NOW!”

Almost immediately, the door behind Victoria’s desk opened and Betty stepped through. She was dressed exactly like Victoria with the exception, I noticed, that the heels on her boots seemed to be twice as high as Victoria’s and it caused her some difficulty in walking. Also, her thong was even smaller than Victoria’s and just covered her crack.

As I was taking in Betty’s entrance, I had forgotten to keep my head down and also failed to notice Victoria move quietly to me, and then, ‘WHAP,’ she kicked me hard on the cock cage. The pain from the spikes and the blow to my cock and balls caused me to scream out in agony and then, ‘WHAP.’ That bitch just kicked me as hard as she could on the left side of my rib cage with the toe of her boot. This caused me to gasp for air as I worried about cracked ribs.

“That was for your wise ass comments boy. Now strip and assume Slut position. Quickly.” Victoria yelled as she moved behind me.

I jumped to my feet and removed my shoes and coveralls. Just as I was stepping out of the last leg of the only piece of clothing that I wore, I looked up and saw that both Michelle and Betty were starring at me with my cock straining to be released from its confinement. Betty had a wicked smile on her face and Michelle was running her tongue around her lips. ‘Whap,’ I received a blow at the back of my head from the hand of Victoria.

“No one told you to look around asshole,” she hissed into my left ear, “and get into position. Betty, take the bitch out and prepare her for training. I’ll take care of this piece of shit. When you are ready, take her to the training room. Mistress Alexis is there waiting for her guest as well as her painsluts. We are running late so be quick about it.”

I heard Michelle let out a grunt as I went to my knees and I caught a glimpse of them leaving. Betty had hold of Michelle’s hair and had her bent at the waist as she was taken out of the room. Just as they left, I heard Betty say, “This is another position that you will learn today cunt.”  As I got on my back, I raised myself up by my legs and palms of my hands that were reversed above my head. Then I spread my legs as far apart as possible with my steel bound cock high in the air.

“Very good slut,” Victoria commented, “Did you attempt to remove the lock.”

“No Ma’am.”

“Now let’s get something straight boy. If you disappoint your Mistress today, you will be required to wear this for the entire week. You will be given another device or perhaps if you do real well today, you will not be required to wear anything. Do you understand this william?”

“Yes Ma’am, I understand.” I grunted out the reply as the slut position was starting to wear me down.

“Yes, the lock has not been tampered with,” she said as leaned over and inspected it. “Not too bad, just a few minor scratches. I will now remove it. But william, you misbehave at any time and it goes back on …even if it’s during a punishment session and if that happens, your cock will be torn to rat shit.”

Victoria then took her time to go to the desk, get the key and come back. She was doing this on purpose, the bitch, knowing that I was straining to hold position. After what seemed like an eternity, she bent down and with her left hand, grabbed the base of my scrotum and pulled it up has hard as she could.

“Oh fuck, fuck…oh god that hurts …let it go bitch…oh please let it go.”

“What did you call me william? You called me a bitch again didn’t you boy?” she chuckled as she kept pulling on my sack. “I’m going to beat the crap out of you all afternoon until you learn to shut the fuck up and enjoy the pain.”

“Sorry Ma’am…sorry, I didn’t expect that…oh god that hurts,” I whined through clenched teeth.

“You are a painslut. You will learn to expect and love the unexpected.”

With that, she released her hold on my scrotum and proceeded to unlock the device and then she pulled it off me. Actually, it felt as if she ripped it off which caused me to moan through clenched teeth.

“Oh dear, did that hurt boy? Now get to you fucking feet. Arms straight out in front of you.”  She then went to the desk and from behind it pulled out a leather sack from which she sought out 2 leather wrist cuffs. These she proceeded to buckle on my wrists making them as tight as possible. “Arms to your sides.” She barked and I obeyed as I looked straight ahead. She then secured two more cuffs, which she secured to each arm just above the elbows in the same tight manner.

“Sit on the floor william.”

I obeyed. Four leather cuffs were then flung at me; two of which were larger than the others.

“ Put the small ones on your ankles and the other about 3 inches above your knees. Put then on tight and then lie on your back in a spread-eagled position.”

I obeyed and very shortly was on my back spread for this woman as ordered and looking up at the ceiling. Nothing happened for a few moments and I dared not to look around for fear of having that spiked harness put back on me. Then I felt her booted foot begin to press on my balls. She kept increasing the pressure on them until I started to moan but I did not cry out. She took her foot off and then placed a hard kick with the same boot that landed hard at the base of my cock and balls. My reaction was to defend myself by going into a fetal position as I moaned out in pain.

“Get up you poor excuse for a slut. Slave position tongue! NOW!”

Immediately, I was off the floor and fell on my knees in front of her. Legs apart, hands and arms behind my back, head up, and tongue out. She walked up in front of me, removing that wisp of black leather as she did so and I could smell the sweetness of her sex. My cock shot up like a rocket and felt as if it was ready to burst out of my body. She spread her legs slightly and at the same time grabbed a fistful of my hair and shoved me into her.

“Lick it boy and don’t waste any time!” she commanded.

Immediately, I had my tongue into her wet pussy and quickly sought out her swollen clit, licking it as fast and hard as I could. My hands were on her thighs, stroking their softness. “Now suck it! Suck it william!” I pressed my lips into her and quickly had them around her clit sucking it as tenderly as I could. Then in the heat of it all, I became a bit more aggressive and nibbled lightly on it.

As suddenly as we had begun to play, she whipped my head back and slapped me hard across my left cheek with her right hand. “You fucking little bastard,” she yelled, “no one told you to do that. That just cost me $20. I had a bet with Betty and she said you would try that. I will get that back out of your fucking hide boy!” Then she backhanded me across my right cheek.

“Stand there with your hands behind your head! Get those legs apart! Wider! This is the Inspect position, which you will learn today. Now do not move! Head up and straight ahead and eyes on the floor.”

Just then, a buzzer went off and Karen went to the main desk and viewed her tablet. She then pressed a button to open the main entrance, which was now to my back. I heard the door snap open, a rustle of clothes and then I felt someone directly beside me and knew that there were others in the room as well.

“Slave, remove your clothing and stand at Inspect as well,” a voice that I recognized as Dr. White’s, barked.

“Yes, Master,” a female voice, replied.

“Mistress is expecting you Sir. Please go right in,” Victoria said as she came out from around the desk to stand beside me.

“Thanks Victoria,” he replied, “and will you please take care of my slut here. Just have her copy whatever you are doing to the boy. She could use a little training and discipline. Oh, and if you could, why not have both of them be presented to us. You know…in one of your classic methods.” And with that he left through the door in front of us.

Victoria stepped aside to stand in front of slave colleen and immediately…Slap…brought her hand across the slave’s left cheek. “You fucking cunt. How dare you disappoint your Master? Now get your legs apart … wide… and stand at the proper Inspect position! Eyes down bitch!”

“Yes Ma’am. Sorry Ma’am.” I heard colleen say.

I glimpsed Victoria then going back to the desk and then she must have accessed an Intercom. “Bring up a standard locking package immediately. Female. And be quick about It.” she barked out her command. She tapped her fingernails on the desk as she waited and I knew she was watching us to see if we would look up. I kept looking down until the door opened several minutes later.

“It’s about time that got here. I don’t have all day.”

“Sorry Ma’am. I deserve your punishment,” a male voice replied to which I slowly raised my head and recognised a male slave from Mistress’s party. It was the muscular slave and he wore what he did at the party; cuffs, sandals and the steel chastity device that forced his genitals up tight against his body and back between his legs. I knew that he probably also wore a butt plug and this time had a heavy leather posture collar around his neck. Risking punishment, I glanced into the eyes of colleen who smiled and then slowly ran her tongue over her lips.

Victoria took the black sports bag that the slave had brought and as she did so I watched as she squeezed his right nipple until he let our a moan. “Do not disappoint me again boy or you will not be in my bed tonight. Understood?” He nodded and let out a soft and humble, “ Yes Ma’am.” With a nod of her head she indicated that he should leave and then quickly turned and caught both colleen and I staring at her. You could see the fire building up in her eyes and she said not a word. I knew that she would repay us double for this error.

“You know the routine, prepare yourself bitch,” she commanded to colleen as she threw the bag at her feet.

“Yes Ma’am,” colleen replied and immediately got busy putting on the supplied cuffs.

“Now for your costume william. All painsluts now wear gladiator skirts. Male slaves have three slats and the females, one. Here is yours! Get it on now!” she said as she threw it at my feet.

I bent down and retrieved what looked like a heavy red leather thong with attachments. It had an expandable waistband made of 1” leather that Victoria told me was to ride at the top of my hips. Three red leather slats were at the front of the skirt and each was 1” wide with a pointed silver metal tip at the end. There were also two smaller straps beneath the slats that were went between my crotch and legs and ended together attached to a wide and heavy leather strap that was 2” wide that meant to go up between my legs and attach to the rear of the belt.

“Put it on now slut but do not attach that large strap. I will take care of it. That goes for you as well colleen,” Victoria commanded.

I got into it and slipped it over my hips and even though it had some expansion to it, it was extremely tight. Looking at myself in the wall mirror, I noticed that the three slats were not long enough to cover my private area and only covered half if that. ‘A little bit of body oil would turn the women on,’ I thought to myself.

“Pleased with yourself slut? Come here and bend over the table so I can make a few adjustments.”

I obeyed.

“Spread your legs wide…move back a bit and get that ass in the air,” Victoria barked. “And you colleen, when you’re finished, get up here beside the boy and do the same.”

I obeyed.

I felt Victoria kneel down behind me and before I could get excited and start on an erection, she grabbed my penis and slipped a noose over it, which she tightened behind the head of my cock. “Aghh…fuck that hurts…take it off.” I yelled. But I knew from her chuckle that nothing would happen. What she had done was tie a leash to my cock tip with a rope about the size of a shoelace, which must have been about 20 feet in length.

Next, she lubed my ass-hole and I knew what would be next but it turned out to be not exactly what I thought. It was a small 4” black dildo with a base plate. That base plate turned out to be a battery and wireless unit that would be used for control and pain. About this time, colleen joined me on the table and as she spread out, her foot touched mine. I looked to my right and saw that she was breathing hard and had a smile on her face. Our eyes met and she gave me a smile that caused my cock to throb as it tried unsuccessfully to enlarge itself. Victoria then brought the middle strap up between my legs and just before buckling it to the back of the waistband, tested the dildo. It worked which was evident from my scream and struggling as my body tried to rid itself of this thing. Victoria pushed it back in and colleen put her hand on mine to comfort me and then gave out a moan of pleasure as she waited her turn. It felt that Victoria used all her strength to buckle that strap in place at the final hole.

Then it was colleen’s turn but she seemed to treat it as pleasure. Then Victoria did something similar to colleen…she screwed a clamp onto one of colleen’s cunt lips and to this attached a rope similar to the one on my cock. Her dildo was also tested and her belt secured but all these things brought out moans of pleasure and not pain.

  To complete our ensemble, Victoria added a head harness to each and it was complete with a large rubber coated ring gag that took a bit of physical persuasion to get mine into place. She had them brought to her by that male slave again after giving him orders on the intercom. She had also told him to bring rope and the medium punishment strap, set up the curtain on the other side of the main door and wait for us. That ring gag was bigger than anything I had been used to in the past which caused my jaw to ache…that was also due to the fact that Victoria had again used all her force when buckling up the head harness.

Her hands were in my hair as well as colleen’s and we were pulled back up to a standing position. I glanced at the Doctor’s wife beside me and realized how beautiful a slave she truly was. Her little red gladiator’s skirt with just one small slat was enough to get anyone excited. As I looked at her, I saw that she was doing the same…looking me over as well. A thought crossed my mind; actually it was a wish, that perhaps they would have us perform some kind of sex act together.

Slap …Victoria brought me back to reality with that slap across the top of my head.

“Now, we are going to go through that door and prepare your entrance for your owners. Ready?”  We both nodded that we were and she led us through the door: myself by the cock leash and colleen with the leash attached to the clamp. Once through, she made us stop in front of a curtain…the male slave stood to our side …smiling.

“Slaves! Get on the floor quickly! On your stomachs and as close together as possible. Here, Take these and put them between your legs,” she barked.

I took the fine rope that was attached to my cock, as did colleen with hers and we both got on the floor putting the leash between my legs. I shuffled to my right until I was up tight against colleen just as she let out a moan of pleasure from her gagged mouth. Victoria then knelt down and roughly reached between my legs for my leashed cock and pulled it back and up and left the coil of rope on my ass. She then moved over to colleen and did the same.

Almost at once, the male slave knelt at my left side. “Arms behind your back, william. Put one hand on each cheek, quickly!” he hissed. Smack! A punch landed on my rib cage and I let out a loud moan. “You must obey me william as you are a mere painslut! Now let’s be quick about this. This is going to hurt at first so be a man and take the pain.” I could then feel the slave attaching rope to the cuffs that were above my elbows and the suddenly with all his might pulled the two cuffs together…tight…so tight that I thought my arms were going to pop out of their sockets. Next came the wrists followed by the ankle cuffs. I was bound tight together but only the ones above my elbows had caused any pain. I felt another rope being tied to my ankles and then he lift my ankles bending them back towards my head. ‘Here we go boy,” he whispered and then the rope at my ankles was wound around the rope binding my elbows together and pulled tight as well. Again I let out a long moan. One of his hands then grabbed my cock and he squeezed it as tight as possible. As I hissed out a quiet moan he said, “This is for all your noise which I will be punished for. Remember this william…I will pay you back for every lash.” He let go of my manhood and I knew that he would definitely pay me back somehow, somewhere.

Victoria then knelt in front of me and lifted my head up and back, as far as it would go. “Try to keep your heads up slaves as your leashes will be attached to each others head harness.” She then tied the leash from colleen’s cunt to my gag harness. It was so tight that when she was finished, I dropped my head slightly and instantly a moan of pain came from colleen. “Your turn next william,” she chuckled as she took my leash and attached it to colleen’s head harness. My moans of pain did nothing but have her tie it to my slave partner’s harness that much tighter. I glanced over at colleen and caught her eyes glaring at me as if I was responsible for her position. Not moving, I lay there looking straight ahead and waited for what was to come.

On command from Victoria, the male slave went to the curtain and pulled it apart revealing our location in the training room. Mistress Alexis in the centre, Master Robert on her left and my wife michelle stood 20feet away looking in our direction. Both Doms had their hands on their hips while michelle stood in Inspect position. Mistress Alexis wore all black…a wicked spiked collar, black boots, leather gloves and a tight black waist cincher that revealed all.

My doctor, Master Robert, wore only black boots, and leather chaps that exposed his genital area, which at that moment revealed a giant erection. His member was huge; I couldn’t believe it and then I realized that he must have been fucking my wife seconds before. And my beautiful michelle stood at inspection with a smile on her face. She was also in a female gladiator skirt as was I…and she looked fantastic.

“Bring the sluts to our feet Victoria. Let’s see how quickly you can get them here,” my Mistress said smiling, as she looked us over.

“You heard the Lady,” growled Victoria, “move out and do not make me look bad. Now!”

For that first second, I started to snake my body forward using my knees as additional leverage when suddenly my thighs were on fire. Slap, slap! Victoria was using the strap on my inner thighs. I tried to take off faster and heard a load moan from colleen, as I must be pulling hard on her cunt lips. I heard 2 more slaps which colleen must have received and then….Ah, fuck, fuck …I yelled into the gag as the dildo in both our ass’s gave us jolt after jolt of electric charges. Later I learned that it was the male slave controlling the remote for our dildos and I knew that one day I would pay that bastard back. Aggggh…agh… suddenly it felt as if the tip of my cock was squeezed beyond belief and would be pulled off from the rest of the shaft. Damnit… I had forgotten about colleen as she suddenly surged ahead and my reaction was to get going.

“Faster slaves, faster!” Victoria yelled out, slap! slap! slap! “Get moving slaves! Faster! Faster! Faster!” Slap! Slap! Slap!  This continued over and over all the way to our destination. At times my cock was being yanked and at times it was colleen’s cunt receiving the pain. All we could do was scream and move ahead as fast as we could. Out of sync with each other we were torturing each other’s privates. The jolts of electricity didn’t help nor did the odd hit by the strap on my balls.

Finally it came. “STOP slaves!” Victoria yelled. I looked up and say that we were at the feet of our owners. To relieve that last bit of pressure on my cock, I nudged up beside colleen who was panting hard as hard as I was. Both being basically naked, I could feel the heat from her body against mine. She looked up at me and smiled.

“I’m so sorry colleen, I hope I didn’t hurt you. Are you OK?” I asked as best I could through the gag but I think she caught most of it.

“Who gave that boy permission to speak to my slave?” Master Robert yelled out.

“Slave william you were not told to speak.” Mistress Alexis barked. I looked up at her and saw the look of displeasure on her face. Then I looked at my wife who had a scowl of jealousy on her face and I shook my head NO trying to tell her that I was not making out with Master Robert’s wife.

“Get your fucking eyes down boy! Damn you! Victoria, untie him and take him to Master Robert so that he may apologize properly. And give me the strap please.” My Mistress said.

Then Victoria thankfully untied the rope from my cock as well as the leash to colleen’s cunt clamp. Next, I was free of that wicked hogtie, the dildo, but the cuffs on my lower thighs were then tied together so that my legs could not be apart. “Get on your knees william!” Victoria commanded and as I tried to get up, it must have taken too long for her liking, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my knees.

“Agggh, fuck!” I yelled through the ring gag as I knelt there.

“Bring the collar, slave” and put it on him!” Victoria spoke to the male slave that had been assisting her. It took a minute for the collar to arrive and he started to put it around my neck. It was black, heavy leather and about 4” high with D rings front, back and sides and it kept my head up. “No, another notch slave. That’s not tight enough. I want him gasping so that he learns to behave properly”

“Agggh, god!” I moaned through the gag as he found the last notch. ‘What are they trying to do to me?’ I thought to myself.

“Before you take him to Master Robert, I have something to say to him.” Mistress Alexis said. She walked to me, as I knelt there with eyes looking down at the floor, and grabbing me by the hair, forced my head up as best it could against the collar I now wore. I said nothing but did let out a load moan. “You must learn to respect those in command boy and you will now be punished for what has just happened!” She then let go of my hair and put that hand, her left hand, on my face pushing it back until I was leaning back quite far. Then she spoke to the male slave. “Remove his skirt! Untie his cuffs and spread his legs apart” The slave obeyed and no sooner had he spread my legs apart did the punishment begin. Four quick but hard blows from the leather strap were brought down against my crotch and thighs.

‘Slap, slap, slap, slap.’

“Oh God, please, please.” I yelled and tried to break away from my Mistress as 2 of the blows found my limp cock and the remainder hitting my right thigh.

Her hand went to my hair again as I felt the strap fall against my thigh. “Look at me slave william!” I stared into her eyes.

“Never,” slap, “never,” slap, “disrespect,” slap, “your,” slap, “Masters!” slap. She slapped my face with her right palm alternating with her backhand. “ You will obey!” Slap, slap, slap. These last three were harder than the others. “Now take him to Master Robert!”

The male slave took hold of my hair with his right hand and also grabbing my left arm with his left hand, dragged me still in the kneeling position to about 5 feet to where the Doctor stood. When he stopped pulling, he let go and left. Master Robert stood before me with his cock still erect and took hold of the D ring at the front of my collar pulling my head up so that I was even with his crotch.

“There that’s better. Now boy, you will apologize for offending me by taking my cock,” he stated. As he finished saying this, He started to push his cock into my ring gag and after about 1inch of it, I pulled my head back hard.

“What the fuck? What is his problem Alexis? My cock was good enough for his wife but not for him?” he yelled out. “ Are you trying to offend me again william?” I shook my head NO and as I did so, I glanced at my wife and colleen. They both seemed to have a mean smile on their faces.

“I think Robert, that my slut has no training in same sex pleasures. Perhaps we can make him the centre of attention next week at the bazaar?” my Mistress responded, “ I think we should ask the boy here if he would like to be the offering on The Wheel of Misfortune don’t you Robert?”

“A great idea Alexis but he will have to wear protection this week.” Master Robert replied.

Well slave william, would you like to ride The Wheel of Misfortune and help raise money for Master Robert’s charity next weekend? Oh, I may have forgotten to tell you and your slut wife that you will both be attending Master Robert’s charity bazaar next weekend and both of you are expected to participate of course. It is next Saturday and it begins at 4p.m. You will receive instructions during the week and either Victoria or Betty will pick you up. Well boy! Do you agree to ride the wheel?

I nodded Yes as best I could in that collar and glancing at michelle and colleen, saw their smiles and excitement in their eyes.

“Alexis, based on this prick’s attitude, I think he need’s protection this week as well as his wife. Assuming that they are not travelling this week, would that be a problem?” Master Robert asked.

“Not at all sir. I think I owe you at least that. Slave michelle, are both of you home this week or away?”

“We are both at home Mistress.” michelle answered.

“Excellent. May I suggest the stainless for both of them Robert?” Alexis asked.

I looked at michelle and both of us had that what the fuck are they talking about look on our faces.

“For the woman, Yes! That would be perfect. But for this little prick here, Alexis, I would prefer it if he had sissy pink on until next Saturday, if that’s alright with you of course.”

“That’s perfect Robert,” Alexis replied and then turned to Victoria, “Be a dear and have one of your slaveboys get a stainless female without dildos and a pink enforcer for our male slut here.”

Victoria nodded to male and with a motion of her head had the male slave trot off at full speed as Victoria took michelle by the arm and walked her to stand in front of our Mistress and Master Robert.

“Get up william and stand beside slut michelle,” Victoria barked and I quickly obeyed.  The last of the cuffs were then removed form my arms.

“Hands behind your back both of you and spread your legs apart. Wider slaves! Both of you will remain silent; you are not to utter a sound. Indicate you understand be nodding your heads and keep your eyes on the floor. ”

I immediately obeyed as did michelle and we waited for minutes for the slaveboy to return as our Mistress conversed with Master Robert and Victoria stood behind us as if waiting for us to make a mistake. Finally I could hear the slave return and go to Victoria giving her the items that had been requested. ‘Slaves! Feet together and eyes straight ahead, now!” she commanded, “slave colleen, get over here and help me put these things on our painsluts!”

How beautiful slave colleen looked as I watched her trot over to our side, still wearing her cuffs on arms and legs. ‘No wonder the Doctor had married her, she was indeed a gem,’ I thought.

You could hear the light clang of metal on metal as colleen assisted Victoria. Then Victoria spoke, “Slave michelle! Spread your legs a foot apart. Have you worn a chastity belt before slave?”

“No Ma’am.” Came the reply from michelle.

“This will be on you until the day before the party. It is going on tight and means that you will have to take extra care when urinating and when having a bowel movement. I suggest that you shower and bathe after each. Peeing is not too bad as there is a hole for your discharge but there is a rod slightly blocking your asshole. Just remember to keep clean. If we find one speck of dirt on either one of you, there will be hell to pay. Inhale slave! More! Do you understand what you were just told?” Victoria asked.

‘Yes Ma’am,” came the reply, “Aghh…please, that is too tight. I won’t be able to…agghh.”

“You won’t be able to what, slut?” Victoria chuckled. “You wont be able to have sex and you wont even be able to play with yourself and that little vibrator you have. That’s what you won’t be able to do. Tighten that waistband one more notch colleen! Good, now lock it in place”

I glanced over and saw michelle with a shiny stainless steel belt around her waist and at the front hung another section of it and then I heard ‘click’ as it was locked on.

“Now get that section between her legs. Line up her cunt. Good! Push it up tight against it, another notch colleen. Now bring that section up between her ass cheeks and tighten it! Push up on the whole section and tighten front and back. I want it tight…so that she cannot even get a piece up tissue between her skin and the belt. Finished? Lock it in place!”

My wife moaned several times as the chastity belt was put on her and I knew that by the end of the week, she would be the horniest woman in town.

“Kneel slave michelle and keep those hands behind your back.” Victoria told her and then she turned her attention tome after helping michelle down to her knees. “And now for the boy! Master Robert would you like the honour?”

“Yes! That is a great idea. He has to get accustomed to the male touch sometime and now is a good time to start as any.” Master Robert said as he took the chastity device from Victoria. ‘Ah, at least it isn’t the Spiked Cage,’ I thought as I saw a pink plastic encasement tube.

Master Robert moved in front of me and held the cage up before my face. “Look at it carefully slut. Do you see the little spikes inside? I would advise you to have only pure thoughts all week. Experienced male slaves who fail to please their owners usually wear this and although you are not yet trained, I want you in pain. Now, the ring please Victoria,” and with that he grabbed my cock and balls and felt out the base. “No, the smaller one, I want him to feel what happens when he fails to please a superior.”

As he grabbed me and then as he enclosed my privates at the base, I moaned and yelled out, “aghhh…fuck that hurts, fuck!”  He nodded to Victoria who pulled my head back hard by my hair just before slapped me hard across my left cheek; all the while holding on to my cock and balls. “How dare you talk like that to a Master? Do you wish to serve or not slut as I’m beginning to wonder? Do you wish to serve at my charity event? Answer me!”

“Yes Master, I wish to serve you and to serve at your event,” I answered

He then looked over to my Mistress. “Limits? Will any of his interfere with my actions?”

“Yes,” she replied, “marks and blood may.”

“Master Robert looked at me then slowly said, “Those limits are not acceptable to me as I may wish to make an example of you. Do you withdraw those limits for the event?”

With the exception of Victoria who still stood behind me holding my hair, I looked at the other women in the room for their reaction. My wife nodded to indicate a yes and she mouthed please as well and then hung her head down to stare at the floor. Slave colleen was smiling and nodding favourably. Once I had seen those two, my member started to harden and I felt the firm hand of the Doctor squeezing it as hard as possible until it returned to a limp state. Mistress Alexis glared and mouthed the words Do It! Well it looked as if the ayes had it.

“I withdraw those limits for the event Master.” I blurted out. “I withdraw those limits for you Master.”

“Excellent!” he said as he looked deeply into my eyes. “But we will see if your words ring true next week william.” He then took the cock cage and screwed it onto my limp dick so that each and every spike in the cage ran over me. I bit down hard on my teeth until he had his pleasure and connected the cage to the back plate. I heard the click as it was locked into place. “There we go boy. You will wear that through Friday night. On Saturday, you will be outfitted with a different device.

“Right! Slave colleen! Come we must go and prepare for next weekend.” And with that he and his wife paid their respects to Alexis and left.

“Well that was a pleasant visit by the Doctor but it is time to get back to the reason you were here. Training will be cut short but you will have enough of it to be effective at Master Robert’s event. Now both of you are out of uniform. Get dressed immediately!” Mistress yelled.

As quickly as we could, both of us put our gladiator skirts back on but just stood there when finished. With that lack of action, Victoria pushed both of us in our Mistress’s direction.

“On your knees and reach out to your Mistress with you hands together on the floor stretched towards your Owner!” she said as if disgusted with us. Put your forehead on the floor and get down as low as possible. Cross your hands and you would say ‘I am your painslut Mistress/Master’ whomever has given you the order. You will get into this position whenever you get the order ‘Down!’ Do you understand sluts?

“Yes Ma’am!” we both acknowledged as quickly as we could.

“Now stand up and take 5 steps backwards. That position must also be assumed when a hand points down with 2 fingers. This is in place of or along with the ‘Down’ command. Now let’s try that again. Mistress Alexis? Your slaves are ready.”

“DOWN!” came the command from our Mistress and we both rushed before her. Falling to our knees and prostrating our upper bodies before her.

“ I am your painslut Mistress!” we both said in unison.

“Excellent! And now let us continue,”…. That is how it went without stop until 3 p.m. when we were ordered to return home.

We wore our little skirts as best we could under our latex jumpsuits and rushed to our car; carefully driving home trying not to break any laws. Nothing was said between us during the trip back home. When we arrived and had the door to our house closed behind us, I picked up my wife and kissing her as hard and wildly as I could and carried her up the stairs to our bedroom. As I let her down onto the bed, our embrace finally broke and Michelle was panting and gasping for breath.

“That was fucking fantastic Bill! I can’t wait until the next weekend, as I’m as horny as hell. This belt is going to drive me insane but that thing you have on, is it OK?”

“Don’t worry about me my love, well not until after next weekend as I think I will fuck your brains out then. You look so beautiful in stainless honey! You will be the hit of the party.”

“I don’t think so Bill. I think they have something wild planned for you.”

“Let’s not worry about that now,” I said as I pushed her back onto the bed, stripped us out of jumpsuits and runners and lay down beside each other. Nude, except for our items of chastity. Soon we were asleep both exhausted from the training. Both dreaming of those magical things yet to come.

Chapter 06

“Who was that?” I asked Michelle as she put her smart phone down with a look of excitement on her face. I had just opened the fridge to get a beer to go with my meat sub that I had brought back from Subway that morning.

She came running over to me, put her arms around my neck and as she gave me a full mouth kiss with tongue, ground her body into mine. I let out a moan as the spikes bit into my cock from her body action and my excitement. “Oops, sorry dear, I forgot. That was Betty. She and Victoria will be here in 20 minutes and be are to be nude, kneeling, blindfolded, gagged and cuffed when they get here. That package that came yesterday which had instructions not to be opened contains head harnesses and cuffs. Meet me in the foyer Bill. Hurry please!” she said giving be another kiss and taking the beer and sub away from me. “ She also said no food or drink. Hurry,” and she ran off.

I ran to the bedroom where the package was, grabbed it and returned to the kitchen. There I grabbed an exacto knife and slit open the box as quickly as I could. Inside of the box was a note with instructions as to what had to be done and in what steps.  With the box in one hand and the instruction sheet in the other, I ran off to the foyer.

In the foyer was Michelle, my beautiful wife, nude and standing there anxiously rubbing her hands together. She looked so wild in that chastity belt, wow, holy fuck what a wife. My cock started to ache from the thoughts that I had and after a stutter step and moan tried to get my mind back on current needs. There would be time enough for play with Michelle after tonight’s event.

“Here, read this Beautiful while I strip,” and I gave her the instruction sheet as I put the box down.

She scanned it over briefly and then fell to her knees at the box. Opening it up she took out two leather head-harnesses and attachments. One was red which she put by her right knee and the other black which she but on the floor closer to myself. She did the same with metal cuffs that were joined together by a short section of heavy steel chain, smaller ones for her and the larger for me. Then back to the instruction sheet she went to read the instructions again.

“Oh, I see,” she said, “I know what to do. Hurry Bill there is not much time left before they get here.”

She then took her red harness and unsnapped what was the blindfold from it and then unbuckled one end of ball gag device that was also attached to it. I immediately looked at mine and noticed that the ball portion of my gag (both hers and mine were red) was considerably larger and I moaned to myself.

“We’re supposed to put on our head harnesses without the blindfold and gag and buckle each others on. And it says extremely tight.” She said and then went on reading the instructions. “Once the harness is on, we are to gag each other then you are to snap the blindfold on my harness and cuff my wrists behind my back. Bill, you are to then put the blindfold on yourself and cuff your wrists behind your back. We are to have our knees spread as far apart as possible and we are not to move or utter even the smallest sound. That’s it! I guess we will have to wait for them like that. Lets get going.”

“OK, I got it,” I muttered and glance at the clock noting that there was less than 10 minutes left, “ Shit, lets get a move on honey.”

We both put on our harnesses buckling in what we could and then helping each other. Michelle took the instructions seriously and buckled mine on so tight that she grunted doing each one and I followed with a moan. Then I reciprocated, paying her back in full.

On went our gags and I thought that my jaw was going to crack getting that rubber ball over my teeth but finally it popped in and almost immediately I was drooling like a thirsty dog. Michelle looked at me and concern fell over her face knowing that I might be reprimanded for all the drooling the gag was causing.

We checked each other’s buckles to ensure all was tight and then I helped but her blindfold on. I then took her cuffs and snapped them on her wrists. After I had put that last cuff on, she immediately spread her legs apart like the perfect slave that she was. Now I’m usually a fairly serious person but the devil got the best of me as I looked over who I knew to be the perfect woman. God, she is wonderful. I ran my right hand over her breasts and then squeezed her left nipple for all it was worth. She let out a scream through the gag as she shook her head No. I just laughed and moved to her left nipple to repeat the torture and again she screamed and by then she was drooling as bad as I.

Only minutes to go, fuck, I thought as I but on the blindfold and then immediately searched for the cuffs. I felt all around me but could not find them at first and the first signs of panic, took hold. My forehead was hot and sweating. ‘Should I remove the blindfold or sh…’ Finally, their they were and I quickly locked one wrist in, put my hands behind my back and spread my legs wide apart to await our superiors.

Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the first of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be mature and find something else to read. If you feel this story is in the wrong category, in the whole scheme of things, does it really matter? Let me repeat this to those few who dislike my writings – If you don’t like it, don’t read it. How simple is that?

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Chapter 06 – We’re Going to the Fair

“Who was that?” I asked Michelle as she put her smart phone down with a look of excitement on her face. I had just opened the fridge to get a beer to go with my meat sub that I had brought back from Subway that morning.

She came running over to me, put her arms around my neck and as she gave me a full mouth kiss with tongue, ground her body into mine. I let out a moan as the spikes bit into my cock from her body action and my excitement. “Oops, sorry dear, I forgot. That was Betty. She and Victoria will be here in 20 minutes and we are to be nude, kneeling, blindfolded, gagged and cuffed when they get here. That package that came yesterday which had instructions not to be opened contains head harnesses and cuffs. Meet me in the foyer Bill. Hurry please!” she said giving be another kiss and taking the beer and sub away from me. “ She also said no food or drink. Hurry,” and she ran off. This was a complete change in both of us from yesterday, the day we were to be released from chastity, when Betty had called and said that Mistress Alexis was considering withdrawing us from the Fair. We were both disappointed and concerned that perhaps we had failed everyone.

I ran to the bedroom where the package was, grabbed it and returned to the kitchen. There I grabbed an exacto knife and slit open the box as quickly as I could. Inside of the box was a note with instructions as to what had to be done and in what steps.  With the box in one hand and the instruction sheet in the other, I ran off to the foyer.

In the foyer was Michelle, my beautiful wife, nude and standing there anxiously rubbing her hands together. She looked so wild in that chastity belt, wow, holy fuck what a wife. My cock started to ache from the thoughts that I had and after a stutter step and moan tried to get my mind back on current needs. There would be time enough for play with Michelle after tonight’s event.

“Here, read this Beautiful while I strip,” and I gave her the instruction sheet as I put the box down.

She scanned it over briefly and then fell to her knees at the box. Opening it up she took out two leather head-harnesses and attachments. One was red which she put by her right knee and the other black which she but on the floor closer to myself. She did the same with metal cuffs that were joined together by a short section of heavy steel chain, smaller ones for her and the larger for me. Then back to the instruction sheet she went to read the instructions again.

“Oh, I see,” she said, “I know what to do. Hurry Bill there is not much time left before they get here.”

She then took her red harness and unsnapped what was the blindfold from it and then unbuckled one end of ball gag device that was also attached to it. I immediately looked at mine and noticed that the ball portion of my gag (both hers and mine were red) was considerably larger and I moaned to myself.

“We’re supposed to put on our head harnesses without the blindfold and gag and buckle each others on. And it says extremely tight.” She said and then went on reading the instructions. “Once the harness is on, we are to gag each other then you are to snap the blindfold on my harness and cuff my wrists behind my back. Bill, you are to then put the blindfold on yourself and cuff your wrists behind your back. We are to have our knees spread as far apart as possible and we are not to move or utter even the smallest sound. That’s it! I guess we will have to wait for them like that. Lets get going.”

“OK, I got it,” I muttered and glance at the clock noting that there was less than 10 minutes left, “ Shit, lets get a move on honey.”

We both put on our harnesses buckling in what we could and then helping each other. Michelle took the instructions seriously and buckled mine on so tight that she grunted doing each one and I followed with a moan. Then I reciprocated, paying her back in full.

On went our gags and I thought that my jaw was going to crack getting that rubber ball over my teeth but finally it popped in and almost immediately I was drooling like a thirsty dog. Michelle looked at me and concern fell over her face knowing that I might be reprimanded for all the drooling the gag was causing.

We checked each other’s buckles to ensure all was tight and then I helped put her blindfold on, which snapped onto the head-harness at each end of the blindfold. I then took her cuffs and snapped them on her wrists, which were behind her back. After I had put that last cuff on, she immediately spread her legs apart like the perfect slave that she was. Now I’m usually a fairly serious person but the devil got the best of me as I looked over the person I knew to be the perfect woman. God, she is wonderful. I ran my right hand over her breasts and then squeezed her left nipple for all it was worth. She let out a scream through the gag as she shook her head No. I just laughed and moved to her left nipple to repeat the torture and again she screamed and by then she was drooling as bad as I.

Only minutes to go, fuck, I thought as I but on the blindfold and then immediately searched for the cuffs. I felt all around me but could not find them at first and the first signs of panic, took hold. My forehead was hot and sweating. ‘Should I remove the blindfold or sh…’ Finally, there they were and I quickly locked one wrist in, put my hands behind my back locking the second cuff on the other wrist and spread my legs wide apart to await our superiors.

It was only what seemed to be a few seconds later that there was a noise from the door handle…then another noise, as it must have been turned… then it rattled. Someone was there trying to get in. Then there was pounding on the door, not just a knock but pounding.

‘Fuck, the door, we forgot to unlock it.” I told myself and then started to yell out through the gag that I was coming but it came out garbled. I heard Michelle do the same but her remarks were not recognizable either. I got up and stumbled to the door, as I knew the direction that it had to be in from where I was kneeling. When I got there, I kicked on the door and then raised my arms as high up my back as I could, trying to find the deadbolt lock. Finally I had it and unlocked the door yelling out my success as best I could.

The door flew open knocking me down onto my knees when I tried to get balanced. Then a hand was in my hair pulling me away from the door. I got a cuff across the top of my head as I was pushed back down on my knees and I knew enough to get my knees as far apart as possible. Footsteps were heard all around and soon the door slammed shut and the deadbolt clicked indicating that it was locked.

“ You stupid assholes,” hissed Victoria, “which one of you forgot to unlock the door? Was it you william?”

I mumbled a reply and nodded to indicate that I was at fault.

“What an idiot you are boy. Right after your show tonight, I’ll give you your reward for this.”

“ Jeremy, take slave william to the downstairs bathroom and clean him inside and out. Dress him as well and make certain that he does not touch any part of his body. Understood?” commanded Victoria.

“Yes Mistress, I will obey and clean up every part of him,” replied her slave.

‘Oh fuck no, it’s her slave from last Saturday’s training session. I’m screwed again.’ I thought.

“And Jeremy, I had better not see a mark on that boy or you will take his place tonight,” reminded Victoria.

“Yes Ma’am, I will obey.”

‘There it was again. What was going to happen to me tonight? What exactly was this Wheel of Misfortune that was mentioned last week’ I wondered to myself.

“Get going! Betty, you and I will take the slut upstairs and clean her. She smells terrible and it will take some time to clean her tongue off,” chuckled Victoria followed in laughter by Betty. I knew that Michelle would soon have to give both of them pleasure.

I felt a cord being placed around my neck by Jeremy and could feel a heavy sack against my chest that forced my neck down a bit. He then grabbed my cuffs and pulled them up behind me, which forced my head down even more, all the way down to waist level. Dragged, stumbled and almost falling down the flight of stairs, I was taken to the lower bathroom where Jeremy unsnapped one side of my blindfold so that I could just see him and a portion of what he was going to do. He took the sack from my neck and then had me lean against the vanity with my back against it and then he pulled my hips forward. At this point, I noticed for the first time that he had clothes on. He was dressed in black jeans and a black t-shirt, any other time that I had seen him, he was nude or almost nude. Other than a few grunts groans and moans from the two of us, nothing had been said to that point.

“O.K. shithead, this is what is going to happen. I will remove your cock cage, give you and enema, wash you off, and put on your party chastity belt and then your slave uniform. Do you understand this william?”

I mumbled out a yes through the gag and held my position waiting for his next move. Then to my surprise, he unbuckled the gag and carefully removed it with some difficulty from my mouth. “There you go boy and if you know what’s good for you, you will not tell the ladies about this. Got it?”

“Yes,” I replied and immediately received a cuff across the top of my head.

“When I am in charge boy you will refer to me as Sir! Have you got that?”

“Yes Sir,” I hissed out softly.

He then unlocked my cock cage and slowly and very gently removed it ensuring that it didn’t scrape my shaft. Jeremy removed a battery-operated electric razor and ran it over my balls and the base of my penis that had been enclosed by the chastity device. Then I was grabbed by my hair again and told to lie on my left side on the floor. I obeyed quickly and without question as he held me and with mainly his effort, put me into position on the floor.

“Now you will be given a quick enema slut. Relax and keep quiet.” Jeremy moved my right leg up so that my knee was up at my chest. I felt his hand run over my asshole.

“Ah, well done william. You’ve got everything shaved nice and smooth. That will save us some time.” Then a smooth, cool liquid was dripped on my opening and Jeremy’s fingers ran over the rim, into the hole and all around. This had the effect of an arousal in me that I had not had before and for the first time in a week my cock grew unrestricted.

“Am I getting you excited slut?” he whispered softly as a hand gripped my shaft

“Yes…” I replied and when I did so, his hand started to squeeze my cock.

“What was that slut?”

“ Yes Sir,” I whispered back through gritted teeth.

“Now, I’m going to squeeze a bottle of an enema cleansing liquid into you. After I remove the tip, you will hold it in until you can no longer wait for a bowel movement. Do you understand william?”

“Yes Sir.” I whispered a reply as I felt a warm liquid filling my body. When the tip was removed, I started to raise myself up to get to the toilet but Jeremy had a knee on my hip and push hard on it when he felt me stir.

“Not yet. Wait until it becomes unbearable.”

I felt as if I was going to lose control after a short while, which was probably only seconds, and when I started to moan and groan, Jeremy grabbed me under an arm and lifted then shoved me down onto the toilet. Immediately I started to have a wild movement as Jeremy continued to refresh the toilet bowl until that first round stopped.

“Just sit there william to make certain we get everything. Now, I know you haven’t sucked cock before so I’ll give you a few tips while we wait and you will practice on me. Understood boy!”

I didn’t want to reply but I was at a disadvantage especially when I saw one of his hands curl into a fist. “Yes Sir,” I replied. All week I tried to prepare for this mentally and I felt OK with it but now I had to face the actual physical event. ‘I can do this, I can do this,’ I kept telling myself.

He then pulled down his pants followed by a black leather pouch that cover his privates. “Basically, just suck it the way you dream of your wife giving you the best blow-job ever. Now, the first thing you do is run your tongue over the tip. Do it!”

I obeyed.

“Now take the head of my cock into your mouth william. That’s it. Now suck on it gently.”

I obeyed and immediately pulled my head away from it when I felt a bit of his pre-cum.

“That’s nothing to worry about so get over it. It’s not as bad as licking pussy boy. Now this time put it in and suck on it, then move your head back and repeat by trying to take as much of it as you can. In and out slut, in and out.”

I obeyed.

“Now keep that up…throw in a few tongue flicks…don’t stop until the Master cums. That’s it…keep going. Now faster…oh ya!” Jeremy let out a groan and pulled away from me. “ You’re going to do alright william. You are a natural cocksucker. I’m not permitted to cum but I would have liked to. When you feel that the Master is ready to cum, suck and fuck it as hard and fast as you can.”

“What if he cums in my mouth? The thought is sickening.” I asked

“ It’s not harmful it’s just different. Just think of it as something beneficial and be sure to thank him for it. You’ll do fine. Trust me. Got it boy?”

“Yes Sir, thank you.” I blurted out.

After that bit of training and a final bowel movement and urinating, I was cleaned up by him and could tell by his roughness that he was both frustrated by being unable to cum and by his disgust of what he was doing. I was made to stand with my ass to the vanity and with my legs apart. I had gotten semi-hard from that training along with his hands all over me and started to really get hard when he rubbed a lubricant all over my penis.

“Get over it boy and get that cock back to a soft state. I’m not your fucking wife and I’m not your fucking Mistress,” he stated as he washed the lube from his hands and took out a metal object from out of the bag.”

While I was getting this treatment, I found out later from Michelle that she was getting something similar from Victoria and Betty. They had put her in the shower, removed her chastity belt and then hosed her ass and cunt off with the showerhead. Her blindfold was never removed but her gag was as she was finger fucked and tongued by both those horny broads. When they had enough of that play, she was made to tongue each of them to orgasm and from their moans, she knew that they had their tongues deep into each other mouths. She was cleaned up again and sprayed from neck to toe with her favourite perfume. That was when they added a shiny stainless cunt protector to her. It was about the size of the palm of her hand and was worn like a g-string.

What Jeremy pulled out of the bag was a shiny stainless steel device that looked like a heavy pair of panties, in two sections connected by a pin in the middle of the two parts. As he held it up he showed me the inside of it and explained that my cock would go into an interior plastic tube and would not be accessible to anyone. My balls would be held firmly in place and covered by the smooth stainless steel and I found out later that firmly really meant squeezed. There was a hole for urinating and a hole for defecation but if I used these, he told me, both Michelle and I would not be allowed to be Mistress’s painsluts or painsluts for anyone else in the group. When we arrived at the ‘Fair’, a device may be put into my ass through that hole. What the fuck did that mean, I thought.

After the explanation, he put the crotch protector aside and spread a cream over my penis, which he said would help it slide into the plastic tube. Then he took my Grey Flannel and sprayed it all over me concentrating it around my crotch, inner thighs, ass cheeks, breasts and neck. Fuck he must have used the whole bottle I thought to myself.

“Let’s get this together william. Think soft boy and it may help,” he said. Then moving it to my cock he lined it up, held my cock down and screwing the tube back and forth had my cock into the tube quickly. The second half was brought between my legs and from the feel of it and from what I saw, it was to be attached at my waist.

As he shuffled my body around, he put his right forearm between my legs and pushed up hard squeezing my balls until I thought that they were flat. “Inhale slut…take the deepest breath you can and inhale as much as you can,” Jeremy barked out more as a grunt than anything.

Snap!.. one side locked. Snap!.. the other side locked. Then two small padlocks locked each side of the device so that no one would be able to remove it. Once I exhaled, it dug into my waist and I knew my cock and balls had vanished under the shiny metal.

“How does that feel william?” he asked but before I could respond, he gave the front part of the protector a rap.

All that came out of my mouth was a moan followed by Jeremy standing behind me, grabbing my forehead, pulling it back and ramming that ball gag into my mouth so hard that I thought he had knocked out my teeth. My eyes glazed over from the pain that caused and the tightness that he did up the gag with. When he spun me around and looked me in the eye, he started to chuckle.

“I told you that I would get you back you little prick,” he said smiling, “I thought you were supposed to be a painslut?”

I hung my head down and if I had not been gagged, he would have seen me smile. This is fucking wonderful I thought. If the rest of the day goes like the last 10 minutes, it will be heaven. No wonder Michelle loves this…so do I.