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The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

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The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

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Kimberly looked at the picture she knelt before. The woman was beautiful.

“Kimberly.”

“Please sir,” she sobbed, “please sir.” She screamed as the hood dropped over her face.

Kimberly lay on her side, her legs pulled up, her arms tied tightly behind her. She tried to roll a bit but having her elbows pulled together made it hard. She sobbed into the mask covering her face. She could feel the moisture on her face, sweat, tears, and mucus from her running nose. He’d never zipped her mouth shut in the mask before. Today he’d worked the big red ball in then pulled the mask down the rest of the way. She couldn’t help it she sobbed again. The noise was moist and disgusting she couldn’t imagine what she looked like huddled in the corner of the dungeon.

I can’t, she thought, I can’t, but I must. “Kimberly,” she turned her hooded face toward him. He was over her. She hadn’t even heard his footsteps. “I imagine it’s been a long night girl.” She felt his hand on her shoulder. She moaned, every part of her ached. “Are you ready to be obedient girl?”

Kimberly tried to nod but she could only lower her chin deeper into her chest ashamed. “Girl you have never given me this much trouble.” His voice was calm, no anger apparent. “Then let’s find a way to persuade you to change your willful attitude to one of obedience.”

Kimberly screamed into the gag, as he lifted her to her feet, her naked body shivering from the contact with the tile floor of the shower. The pins and needles overwhelming as her arms popped free of the long sleeve she’d worn for the night. She reeled, only his strong hands kept her from falling.

“Kimberly, it doesn’t have to be this way,” he said as he massaged her arms and shoulders. “The moment you choose to obey me the hood comes off and I’ll put you in a hot bubble bath. I’ll wash your hair girl and make you feel wonderful.”

She couldn’t help it the sobbing started again and she struggled to breathe. He held her for a time then slowly lifted her aching arms. She could feel the cuffs being snapped into place. Her feet planted firmly on the ground he slowly let her go. The chains stopped her from hitting the floor her arms jerked as her weight left his arms. She screamed into the gag again. She could feel the slobber escaping her mouth, dripping down her neck under the mask. She shook her head violently. She would not do it. She heard the winch engage.

“No,” she screamed into the gag unheard by her master.

Her feet left the floor. She hung limply unable even to struggle. Her naked flesh completely exposed, chilled, her body temperature dropping and involuntary shivers running through her body. His hand ran over her back after an eternity of waiting. She felt him press the rod against her back. She shook her head, “No,” wasn’t understandable but clear in her body language.

Stroke after stroke dropped down her back, over her trembling buttocks, down her legs. He stopped, she felt his body press into her throbbing back. His breath touched her neck, her ear, he was breathing hard. “A disobedient sub is a humiliation to her master.” The words tore at her heart. She was over come, she nodded, once then again and again. She would do anything, anything for him.

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

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WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

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The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

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He knew she was torn inside. She would do anything for him, for he had trained her well. But this was not her cup of tea at all. She was a submissive. The year they had spent together had been a perfect fit, his Dom to her sub, both drawing pleasure out of the taking and surrendering of control. For the most part she gave it willingly. Now and then there were few things he asked of her that she balked at. But this was something entirely different.

“Do you understand what needs to be done?” he asked, sliding the picture back in front of her on the table. She was washed and bathed now, all fresh-smelling and largely recovered from her all-night session. She was still naked from her bath. She stared at the picture again and nodded.

“What needs to be done Kimberly?”

“She needs to be broken. Sarah.”

“That’s right. And who is going to break her?”

“I am, Sir.”

“And how are you going to do that?”

“By any means necessary, Sir.”

Her eyes were downcast. He could not tell if it was out of discouragement or if she was just focusing on the picture of his wife. Sarah Drake, attorney at law, 32 years old, all career and no kids, good enough in bed but totally lacking interest in the things that pleased him -- the things that filled his weekends with Kimberly. He had tried to persuade her but she was past the point of even indulging him. Now every time he brought it up she just blew him off. Last week she’d gone past that however, when she challenged him, asking why he needed scarves to turn him on when he had a hot wife most men would kill for. Yes, Sarah made no bones about referring to herself as hot, perhaps because she worked so hard at the gym to keep herself hard and lean.

He worked in another town during the week, at his firm’s branch office. That was where he’d met Kimberly. They had an ideal relationship, and he wasn’t about to give it up, and yet, he was struggling with giving up Sarah. If only she could be trained, life would be a dream. The problem, of course, was that Sarah was not a submissive, not in the least. After all the years of give and take between them, he knew it would be impossible for him to do what needed to be done; he could never get the psychological edge he needed because he’d given in to her too many times. No, it had to be someone else that would train Sarah. Someone she didn’t know.

Someone who knew her though, which would give that person the psychological edge. That someone was Kimberly.

He threw another picture on the table in front of her.

“This is the house I’ve rented. It is out in the boondocks, near Red Wing Lake. Address and directions are on the back. Big place, not a house within miles, big basement.”

She gingerly moved Sarah’s picture aside and looked at the picture of the house. He put a credit card on the table next to it. “$30,000 limit and it’s all there. Use it however you want to equip your dungeon. As I’ve told you, Sarah is going to be very difficult, so I suggest you get every tool and piece of equipment you think you will need. Do you understand?

“Yes, Sir.”

There was something in her tone, that for the first time did not sound like discouragement. Was it a hint of resolve? She had never refused him anything. Resisted, yes, but he had always been able to overcome that. It had taken him all night and some pretty extreme methods, but it had worked – she was going to do this thing to please him.

“Very good then,” he said, walking behind her to rub her bare shoulders. She again was looking at Sarah’s picture. “You know how important this is to me, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Otherwise I wouldn’t have put you through what I put you through last night.”

“I needed it, Sir. This is difficult, what you’re asking of me.”

“I know,” he said, kissing her on the back of the neck. “And that’s part of why it means so much to me.” She leaned back against him and he wrapped his arms around her. “Do you think you can do it?”

“Yes, Sir. I’ve picked up a few things during the last year with you. And besides, I know some things that no woman likes. Not her, not me, no woman.”

“Excellent. I’ll be curious to see what some of those things are.”

Kimberly stared at the picture another beat and then turned it face down on the table. “Any means necessary,” she said softly, “by any means necessary.”

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

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Kimberly dropped the roll of duct tape in the little basket on the back of the big lumber cart. She turned the corner and had to pull back sharply to avoid a collision with the big man. “Women drivers,” he mumbled, she rolled her eyes and looked over the selection.

“Do you need a hand?” She turned and saw a young man smiling at her.

“Yes, I’m going to need to load 4 of these.” She pointed at the long chunky lumber.

“Corner posts for a privacy fence?” He asked watching her slip on the leather gloves.

She smiled and reached over taking an end of the beefy wood in her hands. “No, I’m outfitting a dungeon.” She could see him out of the corner of her eye. He stumbled but didn’t drop the wood.

“Ma’am did you say a dungeon?” he whispered.

“Ummm, yes,” she answered steering him to place the wood on the cart.

“For…Who…What?” he asked as they reached for the second.

“For my Master’s pleasure,” she said shifting enough that he could see the collar around her neck again. He’d most likely thought it a leather choker. He almost lost it again but recovered.

“M..as..t..er?”

“Ummm, yes,” she said, looking up and smiling at him as they handled the third piece of wood.

Kimberly couldn’t help but giggle as she drove away from the lumber store. She’d had plenty of help loading the wood. Brian had called over three other guys and it had been done in 10 min.

Kimberly set the credit card down in front of her master as she knelt beside him. He reached out and took it from the table and glanced at her. “Does this mean what I think it does?” His hand moved out and he lifted her chin so he could gaze into her eyes.

“Yes sir. It’s all ready.”

“Well, nice, very nice.”

“Sir I was wondering if maybe we could christen it tonight?”

“You and I, Kimberly?” he asked smiling tracing her lips with his finger.

“Well actually sir, I have a lunch date with Sarah.”

Kimberly enjoyed the sudden reaction that statement garnered.

Kimberly smoothed the tight short skirt as she stepped from the limo. “Charlie be there when I call.” She said feeling a little nervous.

The man nodded as he helped her step up the curb in front of the restaurant. “Yes ma’am, I won’t fail you.”

“I know Charlie, I’m just nervous.”

“Mr. Drake’s already paid me. I’ll be there.” She nodded and shifted her jacket. She wasn’t used to wearing so much clothing and it made her feel claustrophobic. The ring on her collar chose that moment to drop and she reached up fingering her symbol of slavery. Soon she would place an identical symbol around another woman’s neck, an unwilling woman. Kimberly trembled as the doorman opened the door for her.

Kimberly knew she looked good, she knew that every pore of her body exuded sex. She saw the heads turn as she walked down the aisle of tables. A reflection in a glass wall let her see what the others saw. A woman, a real woman one ready to be bent over a table and taken. Not that her clothes were slutty, they were not. It was just something about her lips, her walk, she dripped sex.

“Sarah Drake,” the woman said eyeing her scornfully.

“Kimberly Clark,” she reached out her hand and Sarah ignored it, not even standing. “May I sit?”

“Of course, you’re paying for the meal.”

“Of course,” Kimberly was starting to loose some of her sympathy for this woman.

“I’ve looked over your paperwork and I don’t see that you have a leg to stand on.”

“I was told you were the best,” Kimberly spoke as she was seated by the waiter.

“Even I can’t perform miracles.” Sarah almost growled.

Kimberly sat quietly listening as Sarah Drake droned on about the lawsuit she had concocted. “I did bring the papers I told you I’d found. We could look at them after we finish…” Kimberly’s word cut off by the glare.

“I told you…” Sarah started.

“I just found them last night when I was finally able to get in the safe.”

“All right,” Sarah said with another glare.

“I left them in the limo.” Kimberly saw a little gleam in Sarah’s eyes.

Kimberly was so ready to scream that she kept tightly clenching her fist under the table. “If you’re ready?” Sarah said suddenly rising.

Kimberly wasn’t surprised when a waiter turned and pulled out her chair for her. She smiled up at him and he almost fell. She touched his arm, “Thank you,” steadying him.

Charles met them at the door to the limo. “Just drive us around the block Charles,” she said as she looked up at him. He nodded then waited to shut the door. “I don’t want to block the drive, we’ll just take a few turns around the block.” As Kimberly spoke she casually handed a folder to Sarah who was eyeing the inside of the limo.

“Nice,” Sarah said under her breath.

“I have a proposal I’d like to offer you.” Kimberly said pouring a glass of champagne into an expensive fluted glass.

Sarah took the glass after flipping the folder open. She took a sip then looked down. “Jason? What does he have to do with you?” Sarah’s tone changed and became even more brittle.

Kimberly took a sip of her champagne and motioned, Sarah took a larger sip. “I work for your husband, Mrs. Drake.”

Sarah flipped the paper and took another drink slowly then looked up her eyes wide. “This can’t be accurate. It says he owns you? You’re a slave?” Kimberly saw a flicker of fear but then it was overcome with anger and Sarah finished the glass and held it out for more. Kimberly filled it and then set the bottle down.

“Actually Mrs. Drake.” Kimberly leaned back in her seat. “Those are my slave papers you are looking at. I signed them one year ago.”

A strange sound escaped Sarah’s lips and she glared looking directly at Kimberly. She opened her mouth to speak then grabbed the seat’s edge, the folder fluttering to the floor at their feet. “I feel…”

“Drugged,” Kimberly said moving forward and reaching out taking Sarah’s shoulders in her hands as Sarah slowly slipped to the floor.

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

We would love to hear from you at

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If you post this story elsewhere please let us know and give us access to it. Thanks.

“Sarah,” she spoke slowly, clearly. “Sarah, it’s time to wake up.” Kimberly reached out and tapped Sarah’s cheek, nothing. Kimberly looked around then cupped Sarah’s cheek for a moment. She reached up and stroked her brunette hair gently, she leaned forward and took a deep breathe. She smelled wonderful.

“Kimberly,” she turned and looked into her master’s cross face.

“I was just….ummmm sir. I was just taking a moment to gather my thoughts sir.”

“It’s time. I’m going back into the next room and watch the video feed. I want this started. Do I need to get the hood?”

Kimberly jumped, then turned and dropped to her knees. “No master, I’m ready.” She knelt, her head bowed low. “I will wait till the door shuts sir.”

Kimberly felt his hand on her head, “Kimberly, this will make me very happy. I’ve dreamed of this for years.” He reached around and lifted her chin. “I want this more than anything I’ve ever desired.” He held her eyes then lifted her. He gently kissed her lips then turned and left. Kimberly stood transfixed for a moment then turned, looked determinedly at Sarah, then moved to the stereo and turned on Within Temptation’s The Silent force CD. She pressed random and Angel started. She cranked the volume up and walked forward, she glanced up at the camera then started moving to please master. She twisted her naked body just for him dancing in just the way her Master liked.

She walked up to Sarah and with a quick slap woke the woman. “Sarah,” she said firmly. Sarah hung from a big beam suspended from the ceiling. Her arms were separately cuffed, as were her ankles. Her ankles were firmly shackled to eyebolts sunk deep in the concrete. Sarah still wore all her clothing including the three inch black heals she’d worn to lunch.

Sarah’s eyes popped open, “What,” Sarah barked, then groaned. “You bitch, what in the…” Kimberly shifted and slapped Sarah’s other cheek. Sarah’s head popped back.

“The proper way to address your betters is ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am,’ cunt.”

The sputtering was a wonder to behold. Sarah’s mouth moved like a fish out of water. “Ccc..unt? You little bitch!” Sarah suddenly realized her physical position and the shocked fish out of water look intensified. “You better get me the fuck down.”

“Ma’am is the proper way to address me.” Kimberly methodically moved forward and slapped Sarah’s face again. The tenth slap, Kimberly had counted and Sarah just glared at her. “You will say, I apologize for my foul language ma’am.”

The filth that poured from Sarah’s mouth made Kimberly glance up at the camera 3 location and then back to Sarah. She slowly walked to the table and lifted first a small ball gag. Sarah’s slurs became even more foul and Kimberly set it back down and lifted the big one, the same size she’d worn under the hood a week ago.

“Speech is a privilege to a slave, one that is earned with effort after being lost.” She moved directly in front of Sarah and with deft movements shoved the ball deep in the filth-spewing mouth. Her fingers clasped the snaps skillfully. She stood before the shocked, gagging woman. “This is called a ball gag and the one you are using is actually very large. When I take it out you will apologize this way. Forgive this cunt ma’am and sir.”

Sarah shook her head violently which made her gag again. Drool started to drip quickly with the grunting Sarah was making.

“Sarah if you will look out you will notice that just for you I have decorated with mirror.” Kimberly waved and glanced around the heavily mirrored room. “I want you to be able to see yourself at all times. I want you to see what a cunt looks like.”

Kimberly walked away out the door and into the viewing room, she threw herself at her master as he sat in the big easy chair. He held her as she kneeled before him, the loud music filling the room around them. “You’re doing wonderfully,” he said stroking her head again and again. He shifted her just a bit and freed his throbbing cock. “Here, suck, calm yourself girl. I’m very pleased.”

Kimberly sighed as she took the thick sex deep into her mouth. She rested against his hand and suckled, licking and stroked. She could feel the tension draining from her muscles as he started to rock into her. “Ohhhhh,” he twitched she felt the flood. He buried himself deep in her throat, forcing the liquid in her. “Girl,” he moaned, letting her lay there and calm herself even after he had released. Slowly she shifted away and licked her licks, boldly meeting his eyes.

“I’ll do it sir, I’ll break her. She will be my gift to you.”

He smiled nodded and watched as she rose and left the room. Jason stretched and smiled. He’d not stopped watching his wife struggle as he’d used his slave. Soon he would have two slaves to serve his every need.

Kimberly used the remote control and started the lights strobing. She snuck up on the woman hanging and watched her back muscles tensing. “Are you ready?” She asked softly.

Sarah’s head jerked around but she’d moved already. “Look at yourself Sarah. You’re a beautiful woman.” Kimberly kept shifting behind furniture and mirrors she’d set up. “A beautiful woman on the outside, but inside you might as well be a man.” Kimberly infused as much disgust in her voice as she could as she spoke the last sentence. Then back to gentle. “A beautiful woman should never cover that beauty in the house.” The lights went back on bright. She lifted the scissors and started cutting down the back of Sarah’s lovely jacket.

Sarah’s eyes looked almost unfocused as the last piece of her clothing fell away. Kimberly found herself panting. Sarah was beautiful. Her big breasts hung like cushions waiting for a head to be pillowed in. Kimberly slowly reached out and cupped the breasts. Sarah came alive fighting, thrashing, squealing behind the gag. Kimberly sunk her fingers in letting her nails burrow deep. The squealing rose an octave but the struggle continued. “Sarah, disobedience is anytime you fight what I or your master want. This is disobedience. Stop.” Sarah defiantly glared at her, the spittle dripping down and wetting the impressive chest.

Kimberly squeezed a bit more and then let go, turning. She watched Sarah’s triumphant look, then turned back with the clamps. Sarah tried to shrink away but her big breasts just trembled.

Watching the woman writhing under the severe nipple torture made Kimberly feel sick. She glanced up at the camera 2 location then back down. Sarah’s nipples were being cruelly stretched down. The weight on the clover clamps had been slowly added to over the half hour. Kimberly stepped forward and gently caressed those breasts. Sarah moaned but didn’t move. The first time in 10 attempts. “Good cunt,” she said and swiftly removed the clamps. She ignored the screams behind the dripping ball gag and stepped behind Sarah.

“When I take it out, the ball gag, you will apologize this way. Forgive this cunt ma’am and sir.” She watched as Sarah strained, her arms held high her legs held wide. Sarah slowly nodded just once.

Kimberly silently sighed and stepped forward, she hated this ball gag it left your jaw almost dislocated and the humiliation of the dripping spit made her shiver. She unfastened the snap pressing her naked body into Sarah’s back. It popped out and Sarah moaned. Kimberly slowly massaged her face. “Now say it. Forgive this cunt ma’am and sir.” She tried to make it possible for Sarah to obey.

“You fucking bitch, you…”

Kimberly lay the crop down on the table and looked Sarah up and down. The deep seated cock gag had Sarah’s face flushed and her breathing limited to her nose. Her cheeks were puffed out and her lips stretch obscenely. Sarah’s eyes were tired but still rebellious.

Kimberly lifted the clover clamp frame and pressed the center foot between Sarah’s breasts. Sarah’s eyes bugged but still glared. “I would give you a chance to apologize but I can see the rebellion, Sarah. It will only grow worse as you fight it.” Sarah couldn’t jerk her head anymore, as the gag embedded more deeply in her mouth entered deep in her throat.

Kimberly leaned in pressing the foot then lifted a clover clamp and fastened it to a nipple. She repeated this, then turned the handle in the middle. The foot pressed into Sarah’s chest and the clamps pulled out the flesh. She tightened “The Tower of Pain,” tool, one turn past painful. Sarah was thrashing, though it intensified the pain and caused the gag to shove deeper. Kimberly turned and slowly sauntered from the room.

The moment she shut the door she dropped to the floor. “I can’t, I can’t,” she sobbed lying before her master.

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

We would love to hear from you at

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If you post this story elsewhere please let us know and give us access to it. Thanks.

Jason stroked Kimberly's hair and held her as she sobbed. "You can, Kimberly. You are a strong woman. You know that I never give you anything you can't bear."

"But this is not me, it's not who I am. I'm not a dom. I don't know what I'm doing out there."

Jason lifted her chin with his index finger and looked her in the eyes. "I think you know exactly what you're doing from the looks of it."

She looked at him, unable to hide the uncertainty in her eyes. "I-I, I want to do this for you, Sir, more than anything I've ever wanted to do. I just - what

if I can't? What if she never breaks? I'm so afraid of letting you down." Tears came to her eyes. Jason was moved by the pressure she obviously felt.

He brushed her tears aside and kissed her softly on the lips.

"You can do it. Under all that bitchiness and defiance she's just a woman. She is less than you, and you will make her realize that. There is no time limit here. Just take it at your own pace." He kissed her again, and with his lips still lingering on hers he whispered, "Can you do that pet?"

"Yes Sir," she whispered back. "I will do it for you." She loved it when he used her pet name it made her feel so cherished.

Kimberly strode back into the mirrored room. She noticed that Sarah's eyes never left her. This was a good thing. She had the bitch's full attention.

Still, there was that nagging doubt inside her, the uncertainty as to whether she had what it took to carry out her Master's wishes. Along with that

uncertainty came fear that Sarah would sniff it out.

She was a lawyer, after all, trained to read people.

If Sarah sensed for a minute that Kimberly did not feel completely in control of the situation, despite her obvious physical advantage with the restraints, this whole thing was over.

She studied Sarah for a moment, curiously, the way a child might consider a bug in a jar. Sarah's eyes burned, but she did not struggle; she was getting the point that there was little to be gained by doing so.

She was marvelous, Kimberly had to admit – long limbed, toned. And those gorgeous full breasts, so accentuated now with Sarah stretched in four different directions, rising and falling over her flat tummy.

"These really are nice." Kimberly said, hefting them in her hands the way she might check out compare cantaloupes in the store. "They have to feel better

out of that tight-ass bitch corporate wear you had on. Even in these restraints. Kimberly dropped them and unfastened the “Tower of Pain” clamp. Sarah screamed as the blood rushed to her tortured nipples. Kimberly waited watching her wishing she could read the woman’s mind. It would take a moment for her to catch her breath, the gag was one of the cruelest she had bought.

Kimberly turned her face toward the most visible of the many video camera’s. “I don’t think she’s enjoying my toys sir.”

Sarah said nothing, breathing heavily through her nose and glaring as Kimberly groped her breasts again. "These are mine, now. You understand that, right? Just like the rest of you." Sarah said nothing, not even when Kimberly pinched her nipple, eliciting a grunt and squirm.

"You see Sarah," Kimberly said, walking over to the table just out of her sight line. "You're nothing more than a plaything at this point. I can do whatever I

want to you. The sooner you understand that, the better." She turned her back on the woman walking away. Kimberly wondered if Sarah had even noticed that she too was completely naked.

Sarah's eyes bulged when Kimberly walked back in front of her, sporting a large strap-on dildo. "HHHMMMMMMMM, HMMMMM MMMM," she tried to manage through the gag, vigorously shaking her head. Kimberly picked up the riding crop and cut a sample swath through the air with it, causing Sarah to stiffen. Then her eyes returned to the strap-on.

"What's the matter Sarah? Never seen one of these before." Kimberly said, running the crop along the undersides of Sarah's heaving breasts. She stepped behind the prisoner. Sarah tried to jerk her head around to follow her, but of course could only turn so far.

"Oh I see, it's not the idea of me fucking you that bothers you but the idea of me fucking you back here," Kimberly said, swatting her lightly on the ass with the crop.

"HHHMMM MMM, HMMMM MMM," Sarah thrashed again, shaking her head. Kimberly leisurely put a dollop of KY on the big dildo, then spread Sarah's cheeks (which she tried to clench to no avail) and gave her asshole the same treatment, slipping a finger inside. She was delighted at the noise this elicited, a new one --perhaps the highest pitched squeal yet. Maybe she was finally getting somewhere.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Slut. In the ass, and I'm going to do it as long as I feel like it."

Kimberly pressed up against Sarah, her breasts pressed into the woman's back as she positioned the tip of the dildo between Sarah's ass cheeks. Sarah tried to twist, but there was nowhere to go. Holding the crop in her teeth momentarily, Kimberly put her hands on Sarah’s hips and slowly inserted the dildo into her ass. It was tight as hell, and it took some working until it was all the way in. Sarah's squealing turned into more of a low series of grunts as Kimberly began moving her hips, forcing the dildo up her ass.

Kimberly reached her arms around Sarah, one hand holding the crop, rubbing it across her breasts and belly, occasionally letting it drop to one of her

thighs where she gave her a little swat and whispered.

"Giddyap" in her ear. All the while, she gazed over Sarah's shoulder at the camera, her eyes locked in so that Master would know this was just for him. She knew this would please him.

As she fucked Sarah, she wondered what to do next. There were so many options. Master had been so generous in allowing her to set this dungeon up just how she wanted - to give herself everything she might possibly need to succeed. And she planned to take advantage of every last piece of it.

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

We would love to hear from you at

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

If you post this story elsewhere please let us know and give us access to it. Thanks.

She realized she was letting her mind wander away from her task. She knew she had to be careful or Sarah would realize her subterfuge. Kimberly suddenly remembered what her master had said -- “She's just a woman. She is less than you, and you will make her realize that. There is no time limit here. Just take it at your own pace."

He had explained his feelings early as he’d discussed what he wanted her to do to his wife. “A woman who thinks she’s a man is less than the lowest slave that realizes what she truly is.” Kimberly couldn’t help but smiling knowing she had pleased her master so much.

“I could just fuck this tight ass for hours,” she said, slapping the crop down sharply then dropping it to the floor at Sarah’s feet. “Slut,” she whispered letting her lips caress Sarah’s ear. “I just love the way you taste. Did you realize that this cock up your ass has another end and it’s deep in my hot wet pussy? As I fuck you, you fuck back.” She smiled and forced a little giggle then placed her wet tongue into Sarah’s ear. Sarah struggled turning her head.

Kimberly growled low and grabbed Sarah’s hip, she thrust in and out of her violently till Sarah whimpered and turned her head back. Slowly after a final thrust she leaned in and inserted her tongue thrusting slowly, ear and ass. “Ummmm, so tasty so nice.” One last hard thrust lifting Sarah high forced a orgasm over Kimberly. She writhed against the woman grabbing at her breasts and grinding in her pelvis. Her legs almost buckled but she held on tightly. Sarah mewed but didn’t fight.

Panting into Sarah’s neck she regained her control, “Oh Slut, it’s such a nice thing to have an orgasm. Did you know that there are numbing lotions that can inhibit an orgasm? That can be a cruel thing.” She kissed her neck and slowly pulled the large dildo from Sarah’s ass. “Now you have an option.” She walked around in front of Sarah and slowly started unfastening the strap on. She kept her eyes on Sarah’s, which were cold and disconnected. She would not let this woman win over her.

“I am going to take the gag out of your mouth. You are going to beg to,” and she slipped the dildo buried deep in her pussy and lifted it up showing how it glistened, “clean off my pussy juices.” She saw Sarah’s face hardening. “Or,” she turned the dildo, “I’m going to shove the side that was buried in your nasty ass into your mouth. I will fasten it around your head and you will wear it for a long time.” She lifted the strap on close to Sarah’s face. “If you say anything but, Ma’am let me suck the dildo clean, I will have no choice. Do you understand?”

Sarah shook her head her eyes wide. “Ma’am let me suck the dildo clean.” Kimberly set the double ended dildo down on a rolling table then leaned in, making sure that she rubbed her breasts into Sarah’s so that their nipples crossed paths. Sarah murmured, and Kimeberly realized it must have been painful for her because of the intense clamping Kimberly had used.

“Ma’am let me suck the dildo clean.” Kimberly murmured again and again as she reached around and freed the strap for the cock gag. Sarah coughed as it exited and leaned forward. Kimberly stepped back one step, set the gag down and lifted the strap on. She waited as Sarah sucked in breath after breath. Kimberly felt her stomach tense as Sarah lifted her chin slowly.

“You cunt, you whore, you sadistic bitch…”

Kimberly didn’t think, she grabbed Sarah’s hair and jerked back, the dirty end of the strap went in the slut’s mouth and went in deep. Kimberly ignored the violent fight, the teeth and worked the straps till the dildo was firmly held in place. She knelt down and lifted the crop off the floor. She met Sarah’s eyes, she moved swiftly and dropped blow after blow across the big beautiful chest, aiming for the tender nipples again and again. Then methodically she went down Sarah’s writhing body and up the back. She concentrated on Sarah’s calves and then her ass till her entire body, neck down was decorated with bright red strips one after another.

She gently laid down the crop on the table turned and walked from the room. She shut the door looked at her master and fainted at his feet.

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When Kimberly came to, she found she was lying on a bed, where Master had presumably placed her. There was a soft pillow under her head, and his long fingers were stroking her hair out of her face.

"Www-what..." she started, getting up, but Jason held her shoulders down.

"Easy," he said, "Just relax for a minute. Ssshhhh."

"I'm sorry, Sir, it just got to be a bit much. When I was cropping her I just felt like - I don't know what I felt like. It's all so strange."

"You're doing beautifully, Kimberly."

"She won't do what I say."

"She will. It's only been a few hours."

"I must get back to it."

"Sssshhh," he said again, "She's not going anywhere. Don't go back out there until you're ready."

"Please let me do this Sir. Please let me please you."

"You will, I have no doubt of that Kimberly. But right now I'm going to please you. Let's just call it a little token of my appreciation."

With that she felt his fingers trailing down over her belly and parting her legs, and instantly she began to moisten. He kissed her on the mouth and then began kissing his way down her body, lingering at her breasts and navel, before he began licking her pussy. She came hard, holding his head, her hips writhing little mewing sounds escaping her lips. When she came back down to earth she felt refreshed and rejuvenated, not to mention loved and needed. It was with that mindset that she strode back into the dungeon, more confident than ever.

Sarah was stretched so tightly that she could not sag, but her head was pitched forward, her dark hair tumbling down in front of her. Kimberly grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head up, which made Sarah’s eyes pop open.

"How's that shitty cock tasting?" Kimberly asked.

Sarah didn't respond, nor did she offer anything in the way of physical response.

"I could take it out, you know. Give you a little mouthwash. Maybe even a drink of water." Still no response, Sarah was staring straight ahead, averting her gaze from Kimberly. "Of course, you'd have to earn those things," Kimberly went on, "and I've seen nothing in your behavior that merits reward." Sarah kept her gaze straight ahead.

So that's how it's going to be, Kimberly thought. Just as well. Kimberly picked up a clothespin off the rolling table and held it up for Sarah to see. She opened it and closed it, but it did not phase the woman. She obviously thought it was going on her nipple and thought little of it, given that she's already endured much worse.

"You see, what you don't get is how little effort it takes for me to make life very unpleasant for you. Observe." With that Kimberly opened the jaws of the

clothespin and made like she was about to put it on Sarah's nipple, only to switch at the last minute and clamp it on the end of her nose, closing her nostrils and cutting offer her air before she could even get a good breath in. Sarah's head jerked back and then side to side as she tried to shake the clothespin loose, but it held tight. Kimberly watched the display with an outward smile.

"This is called breath play," she said in a professorial tone. "Although I'm sure it does not feel like play to you."

Sarah's face began to turn red and Kimberly could see the instinctual panic in her eyes. When the red turned crimson, Kimberly removed the clothespin and Sarah sucked air in as fast as she could. Sarah's head fell, her big breasts heaving outward with every breath. Without warning, Kimberly clamped the clothespin back on her nose.

"Let's see how long you go this time. You're a swimmer, right? You ought to be able to go awhile before you pass out." Even though she had to know it would do no good, Sarah again tried to shake the clothespin off her nose.

"30 seconds," Kimberly said. "I don't think you'll make a minute the way you're burning oxygen." She watched again as Sarah's face began to turn, but she let it go a bit further this time, until the crimson turned purple and her eyes bulged. Just as her eyes began to flutter shut, Kimberly reached up and took

the pin off, allowing Sarah to draw a huge breath just in time to avoid passing out.

"You see, Bitch, everything is a privilege around here, right down to the air you breathe. This is my air, and you will breathe it on my terms." Sarah was

too busy trying to get oxygen back in her system to respond. Kimberly didn't rush it. She wanted her strong for what she had in store for her next.

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“Do you understand?” Kimberly asked leaning in and trying to glare into Sarah’s eyes. Sarah seemed cowed but didn’t nod. “Do you understand Slut?” Slowly Sarah nodded. “Ma’am let me suck the dildo clean. Is what is required or I insert it back up your tight ass and let you suck it clean again.” Sarah looked down and shook her head. She seemed passive. “But first Slut I’m going to let you make up for all the work I went through for you.” Kimberly walked around Sarah and slowly lowered the bar holding her arms till Sarah was laying backward her body still taut and stretched but her face facing up. She lay at a 45 degree angle as if a table was under her.

“I’m going to use you to enjoy myself. You are going to be strategic to my orgasm.” She slowly walked forward, she leaned down and placed her mouth on the strap on dildo. Up and down she sucked, feeling her breasts bumping into Sarah’s head and forehead. She worked it till it was wet and then stood. She turned and backed up. Sarah’s eyes were big and round.

“Get a good look Slut, you’ll be seeing a lot of this. It’s all you’re good for. No cock till you earn it Slut.” She mounted the dildo slowly and lowered herself till her pussy was full. “Fuck me.” She said, simply, standing above Sarah, looking down past her belly into Sarah’s eyes.

A tiny movement and Kimberly almost cried out in relief that she was making some bit of progress. “Good Slut.” She reached down and stroked Sarah’s hair. Sarah tried to jerk away and the dildo in Kimberly shifted hard she groaned in pleasure. “Ok if you like it rough Sarah.” She grabbed Sarah’s hair in both hands yanking her face up and the dildo in deeper. “Oh yes Sarah, I’ll have you doing this often. Get used to my smell Slut, my taste.”

Kimberly felt the orgasm rising and rode Sarah mercilessly she gazed unseeing into the camera as the orgasm overwhelmed her. Harder, deeper, she jerked Sarah up, she felt the gush as the orgasm washed over her. “Ahhhhhh,” she screamed, riding Sarah till she almost let Sarah hold her up. “Ohhh, good girl,” she murmured, grinding her groin into the strap on.

“Good girl.” She stepped off and turned looking at Sarah’s face. Sarah’s head dropped back uncomfortably. “A good girl should be rewarded. I am going to take the strap-on out and let you say those magic words. I’ll let you clean the juice off, won’t that be a tasty reward, Slut?” She didn’t wait for movement as she lowered Sarah to the floor with the winch. She stepped over her and unfastened the strap lifting. “Ma’am let me suck the dildo clean.” Kimberly said then popped the dildo out and waited.

Sarah spit and sputtered, she looked from the dildo to Kimberly’s face then back again. “Ma’am let me suck the dildo clean.” She murmured almost too quietly to hear.

“Yes Slut,” she offered the still wet dildo and watched as Sarah sucked it vigorously. “Good Slut,” she said stroking her head and cheek. “It’s time for you to move frames. If you cooperate it will be much easier.”

“I’ll cooperate ma’am,” came the hesitant reply.

Kimberly smiled, very happy with the words. She reached for a restraint and was surprised to hear her master speak through the special microphone. His voice sounded different. “Kimberly, please report to the viewing room for a consultation.”

Kimberly didn’t look back but walked calmly to the door. She sighed and moved forward smiling at her Master. He reached out a hand and she knelt before him taking the hand and placing her cheek in it. “Such a wonderful job. Did you enjoy your orgasm? Your first one by your Slut?”

“Yes master,” she said kissing his palm.

“Very good, I want you to turn and look at this monitor.”

Kimberly watched and saw the subtle nuances that a close up from Camera angle 7 gave. “Is she lying sir?” she asked turning and looking over her shoulder.

He smiled and nodded. “This will be a test of your wills.” He reached over and took Kimberly by the hair pulling her back so she leaned into his lap. “I will put on the hood and be ready in case she attacks you. But as your slave she will need to be subdued by you, her mistress.”

Kimberly stood over the exhausted woman her eyes were shut her breathing strained. She was in pain just from the extended bondage. Her head drooped back. Kimberly took time to look her over slowly. She had all the time in the world.

Kimberly stepped forward and stood between the spread legs. She squatted down. She let her mind focus for a moment, this was her slave. Her very own human. Her master had given her this woman. She took a breath and leaned forward. She gently kissed the neatly trimmed bush before her. Sarah woke and jerked. Kimberly reached up and cupped Sarah’s firm ass. She pressed her lips to hairy flesh waiting.

Kimberly stood surprised Sarah had not verbally protested. Sarah’s head raised she looked at Kimberly anger clear. “I own you Slut, every inch of your flesh is mine to do with as I please.” She waited Sarah’s head dropped back and her body relaxed. Kimberly reached out and cupped Sarah’s sex. The warmth in the palm of her hand felt right. She smiled realizing she needed to pee. She walked slowly to the hoist and lifted it again with the remote till Sarah’s head dropped forward. She turned it then walked away toward the toilet in the corner.

“Slut, it you behave, I will be able to make you more comfortable.” She sat and emptied her bladder. She watched Sarah and saw the shock as Sarah realized what she was doing. It was enjoyable to watch as Sarah suddenly realized she too had to pee. Her mouth opened and closed again like a fish out of water, then her head dropped. “Ask Slut, ask your Mistress prettily and she will let you relieve yourself.”

Sarah shook her head slowly without looking up. Kimberly was pleased she didn’t swear. She washed herself and moved foreword standing directly in front of the woman. She slowly stroked her, her breasts, nipples, down her sides, over her stomach. She slowly got to know the body that she owned. “You take care of your body I see. Now it’s time to take care of your mind Slut.”

Sarah tensed, that had gotten her attention. “Everything you’ve learned is wrong.” She fondled between Sarah’s legs with her left hand and kneaded a breast with her right. “You are a slave now and you must learn slave rules. Your mistress is your life, your love. Your every thought is centered on pleasing her/me.” Kimberly slipped a finger between Sarah’s nether lips. Sarah stiffened but didn’t fight. The finger moved up and in, slowly Kimberly entered and retreated until she felt a moisture building. She pulled her finger slowly from the flesh and held it up. “You should always be wet for me Slut, always.”

Sarah’s eyes lifted following the wet finger. Kimberly slowly raised it to her lips and sucked it in. “Ummmm,” she said smiling then turned and walked away.

Kimberly lifted a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drank of it deeply. She looked around the room and started back to Sarah. “I would think you would like to rinse your mouth. She reached out and snagged a small bottle of mouth wash from the counter. “Slut, beg your mistress creatively.”

Kimberly stood waiting, standing arms length from Sarah. It took time and patience but finally after a series of short sharp slaps of her hand on those beautiful breasts Sarah begged. Not very creatively but it was begging. The rinse went well no spitting it into Kimberly’s face but into the little bowl. Kimberly felt very relieved as she started lowering Sarah’s arms. She kept the cuffs fastened but let the chain drop away. ‘See Who I Am’ sounded over the speakers Kimberly smiled and remembered her masters words. It came the moment the last chain dropped. Sarah was strong. Kimberly almost fell but just shifted out of the way.

Kimberly stood and watched the woman run. Sarah turned then ran toward the door she’d seen Kimberly use. When she got halfway there it opened. Master leaned against the door frame. He’d changed, black jeans and a black vest hung open, the hood covering his face caused her to kneel and tremble. It took Kimberly a moment to recover, then she stood and stalked toward her slave who stood mouth open, as if her body had turned to stone, staring at the figure in the door way.

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

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"Poor choice, Slut." Kimberly said, wrapping her arm around Sarah's neck from behind. Instinctively, Sarah tried to spin around, for the moment forgetting about the man in the mask. Kimberly had position, though, and was able to sweep one of Sarah's long legs out from under her. The two of them fell to the floor with a thud, Kimberly on top of her slave, the air emptying from the slave's lungs with a whoosh. As Sarah struggled to regain her wind, Kimberly gave her a series of slaps to the face, temporarily stunning her, then quickly moved down and fastened her ankle cuffs together.

With some effort, she dragged the gasping slave across the floor and rolled her over on to her stomach. Sarah tried to fight, but with the wind knocked out of her and unable to get any leverage with her legs, it was half-hearted at best.

“Don't make this worse than it has to be, slut," Kimberly said, pulling Sarah's arms behind her back. She tied each wrist to the opposite elbow, then stood up to catch her breath. For effect, she placed her bare foot in the small of Sarah's back, holding her down, posing like a big game hunter who'd just bagged a tiger. Sarah didn't move much, not that she could have if she tried. Kimberly watched as her master smiled behind the leather mask and went back into the room shutting the door.

"You really should not have tried to escape, slut. Now you've forced me to show you what happens to slaves who try to get away." Kimberley dug her heel

into Sarah's back harder, eliciting a grunt. "This will take a few minutes, so I suggest you relax and gather your strength. You'll need it."

Twenty minutes later, Kimberley stood over Sarah, taking one last look at the set-up. Everything looked to be in order. Sarah was still on the floor, her

feet attached to a spreader bar. Her arms were still bound behind her, wrists to elbows, but Kimberley had braided her hair and tied the braid with a rope that went down to her bound arms, bowing her body backwards and pulling her head and neck back as well. A metal clamp was attached to each nipple, and to each clamp, an 18 inch chain. Her mouth was filled with the bright red ball gag. Kimberley squatted in front of Sarah so she could look her in the eyes.

"All ready to go slut?" she said. Kimberley grunted, trying to free herself from this painful position. What few manners she seemed to have gained over the course of the last few hours had evaporated with the failed escape. Kimberley knew that the manners had just been feigned, a means to an end. Her task was to teach genuine obedience. Hopefully, the next half hour (or however long it took) would go a long ways towards that.

Kimberley pressed the button and the electric winch began to whir, taking up the slack from the chains that led from either end of the spreader bar. When

the slack was gone, the bar began to raise, first lifting Sarah's ankles and calves, then thighs and hips, and so on until she was suspended upside down.

Because of the way she was bowed, her back arched and shoulders and head thrown backward, her face was left parallel with the floor. Her big breasts hung down, the chains from her nipples hanging down to where they just touched a metal plate on the floor.

Kimberly bent down and checked the wire that was attached to the edge of the metal plate. As much as they could, Sarah's eyes followed the wire, which led to a box on the rolling table, just a few feet away. The box had knobs and dials. Satisfied that everything was ready to go, Kimberly went to the box and flipped a switch. A low hum filled the room.

Sarah jerked in surprise as the electricity hit the plate and traveled up the nipple chains to her tits. It wasn't a violent jerk; the box was still set on low.

"Feel that, do you slut?" Kimberly said. "This is a good teaching moment. You need to understand that I control everything about your existence. You are my toy, here for nothing more than my amusement." She turned the knob up to 2 and the hum became louder. Sarah grunted through the gag. Only that?

"Dance, Slut" Kimberly said, turning the knob to 5. The hum got much louder and Sarah squealed through the gag, her body jerking to avoid the current. By bowing her back further and pulling with her legs and hips, she could raise herself just enough to lift the chains off the metal surface, but it was an incredible strain. Kimberly watched, controlling the desire to soften her actions.

Sarah held herself up with all her might, huffing and puffing through her nose. After about 30 seconds her body gave in and she had to relax the strain. The chains hit the plate again, sending another jolt through her body. She bounced, thrashed, grunting and squealing as she tried to avoid the shocks, only to raise herself up again, with great effort. Kimberly stiffened her back determined to bring this woman around to please her master.

"Now if you didn't have a ball gag in your mouth, you could beg for mercy, slave. But unfortunately, that is not your current situation. I will only allow you to beg for mercy when I feel you've endured enough to earn that right."

Sarah was making noises through her gag as if trying to say something. Kimberly sensed she had her right where she wanted. The slut would say anything to be let down. Sarah's body gave in again and dropped, her big breasts swinging down and the chains hitting the metal sheet. She jerked up again almost immediately, the strain getting worse with each try.

"You'll hold it right there, bitch, until I say." Kimberly instructed. "And just to make sure, I'm turning this thing up to 10. There, now if you let yourself down before I give you permission, the shock that hits those nice big tits of yours is going to send you right to the moon. Got that bitch?"

Sarah was responding as best she could, mewing through the gag, enthusiastically. Kimberly hated the noise but refused to give in, it was a new one, one full of desperation. Sarah's body started to fail again, sagging, letting the chains get dangerously close to the metal.

"Ah ah ah," Kimberly said, squatting on the floor so her face was only a few inches from Sarah's. Sarah's face was beet red and sweaty, and there were veins popping out on her temples. "Not until I say slut."

It was asking too much, but to please Master she would move heaven and earth, even if that meant asking too much of Sarah. Sarah's body gave in again and this time the chains hit the metal. Her body jerked like a rag doll, the noises coming through the gag so loud that for a second Kimberly thought it had come loose. Jerking this way and that, the nipple chains hit the metal again and again, sending new waves of shock through Sarah's body. Completely out of control of her body functions, Sarah pissed herself, the urine coming out of her in a stream and running down her back and front. At this, Kimberly finally turned the knob back down to 1. It took a minute for Sarah to realize that the current had been reduced, and gradually she settled in, sucking air in hard through her nose. She was crying.

"Blow Slut," Kimberly said, holding a Kleenex to her nose. "I can't have you suffocating on your own mucus. Sarah complied. Streams of piss covered her body. "You're a mess, slut. Look at you, all covered in piss."

Kimberly squatted down and held Sarah's head up by the hair so she could look her in the eyes. "Now I'm going to take out your gag so that we can have a little begging lesson. When I take it out, the first thing you will say is 'This cunt is sorry for pissing herself, ma'am.' Do you understand?” Sarah's eyes said she did. Kimberly unbuckled the gag and removed it. Sarah gasped for air, filling her lungs.

"Say it bitch."

"T-this cunt is sorry for pissing h-hherself, ma'am."

Kimberly held her barefoot in front of Sarah's mouth.

"Ask permission."

"P-permission?"

Kimberly slapped Sarah's breasts with her foot and then held it in front of her mouth again. "You better start figuring out who you are and who I am, slave."

"M-may I, may I kiss your foot?"

"How do you address me?"

"Ma'am."

"Better. Now altogether."

"May I kiss your foot ma'am?"

"Yes, slut. You will kiss my foot once, and each toe once."

Kimberly kissed her instep, then kissed each toe one by one. "N-now will you let me down please? I mean, ma'am?"

"Tsk tsk. You never, EVER asked to be relieved of a punishment. I will tell you when you've had enough. Besides, this took a lot of time and effort to set up, so I think we better use this opportunity to work on your begging skills.

"No, please!"

"SILENCE!"

"B-but I kissed your foot."

"You don't get it slut. That was a reward, not a punishment." Kimberly moved back to the dial. "Now this," she said, "is what I call a punishment."

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The dial in her hand turned and the tens unit came back to life. Sarah screamed until her breath was exhausted, her body arching to avoid the pain but unable to sustain the arch. “Again slut,” Kimberly had pulled a chair in front of Sarah as she suffered. “Say it again.”

"M-mm-ay I kiss your foot ma'am?" stuttered out. Kimberly could see the sweat on Sarah’s face, the struggle behind the woman’s eyes.” She glanced at a camera then back at Sarah.

“Worship it,” Kimberly growled.

“Yes ma’am,” she begged.

Kimberly let her lick and kiss for a few minutes then moved away and turned the unit on. By the end of the hour Sarah would beg violently to be allowed to continue her worship of Kimberly’s body knowing what would happen after she moved away. Her words became creative and accompanied by loud sobs.

“What else would you worship?” Kimberly asked leaning forward as Sarah begged.

“This Slut would worship anything.”

“What part of my body slut, do you desire to worship Slut?” Kimberly knelt down in front of Sarah.

Sarah was shocked, Kimberly almost giggled at the look on her face. “I-I-I would worship, your hand?” Kimberly reached out and stroked her hair. Helped her blow her nose again and then offered her hand and the process started again.

It continued until a sobbing wreck of a woman hung gibbering. Kimberly knelt again and moved forward. “Think Sarah, what else would you worship.”

Sarah struggled one last time then looked up into Kimberly’s eyes. “Mistress may I worship your pussy?”

Kimberly thought for a moment that she might cry with relief. She looked into a camera then leaned a bit closer. “Why should I let a piss covered slut worship my pussy?”

Sarah sobbed, shock washing over her features. “Mistress may your slut, your property, worship your beautiful pussy?”

Kimberly reached out and stroked her cheeks. “Since you put it that way Slut, how could I refuse?” Kimberly stood and retrieved an adjustable chair she set it up and slid forward. “Now do a good job or I’ll remind you what the ten setting is like.”

“Yes mistress, let me worship you, let me prove how much I love your pussy.”

Kimberly adjusted her feet on the chains and placed her pussy right up against Sarah’s face. She waited afraid for a minute then a gentle swipe of a tongue made her shift a bit closer. “Yes slut, show me how much you love my pussy. Worship me slut, love me.”

Kimberly screamed out her orgasm reaching pulling herself against Sarah’s face using the taut chains. “Yes, worship me.”

Sarah watched fear clear in her eyes. “Would you like to prove I can trust you slut?”

“Yes mistress, I will do anything, anything.”

“We’ll see,” Kimberly said smiling down at the woman. “We’ll see.”

Kimberly found Sarah’s actions different as she started to lower her. Sarah watched her with a fear in her eyes that had not been there before. The process of freeing her took time. When Kimberly was done she found that Sarah just lay limply watching her waiting, sobbing softly.

“Slut you will crawl to the shower area.” Kimberly pointed to the wall by the toilet. “Move,” Kimberly knew she didn’t need to but she popped Sarah with the crop just for effect. The woman had to be in much pain as the blood flowed back to her extremities.

Sarah seemed very vulnerable at the moment she needed to imprint on her. She had an idea but she must speak to master. “Hurry Slut, you will at all time hurry to obey commands from your betters.” Pop on Sarah’s ass as it swayed violently trying to keep ahead of her.

‘Here now I didn’t say in the shower. I think you need to get all that blood flowing again. We are going to take a quick spin around the room. If I don’t feel you are putting enough effort into it I will help you with this friendly persuader. She popped Sarah with the crop again.

Sarah took off around the room awkwardly, tears dripping down her face as she struggled to keep ahead of the crop. “Again,” Kimberly said, “we want you all stretched out.” The third time Kimberly stopped her and looked into her face. “Who are you?” Kimberly asked into the tear and mucus, as she squatted before the woman her pussy exposed at Sarah’s eye level.

“Slut?” Sarah panted.

“Who’s are you Slut?”

“I’m yours mistress.”

“Say it this way slut. This slut is yours mistress.”

“This slut is yours,” just flowed freely from Sarah’s mouth. Kimberly reached out with a tissue and wiped her face.

“Blow, I’m very proud of you Slut. Into the shower girl.” She motioned then stopped her. “Wait, one last round I think. Do you really belong to me slut?”

“Then you will carry me on your back this time.”

“Buuuuttt,” Sarah started. Kimberly stroked the crop and raised an eyebrow. “This Slut is dirty, covered in piss and sweat mistress. Please mistress let this Slut wash first so she is worthy.” The pleading eyes stared into Kimberly’s.

Kimberly stroked her face gently then viscously dropped the crop again and again till Sarah lay curled in a ball at her feet. “You never tell me how to use you Slut. If I wanted you cleaned I would have had you washed. Now up and carry your Mistress around the room on your worthless back.”

“Yes, Mistress, yes, yes,” Sarah blathered as she struggled to her knees again. Kimberly stepped over her and sat on her back. She set her crop filled hands on Sarah’s shoulders and then lifted her feet.

The trip was interrupted after just a few feet as Sarah collapsed. Kimberly patiently cropped her till she was back on her knees. Kimberly realized she was panting too as they worked their way around the room. Ride, crop, ride, crop finally they were back at the shower. Kimberly waited as they moved nearer. Sarah glanced at the shower but didn’t stop. Kimberly couldn’t help but smile. “Slut stop, let’s get you showered you smell like pee.”

Kimberly hung Sarah in the shower by her wrists, not a bit of fight from Sarah. She let her toes touch the ground enjoying the slight struggle. It cause Sarah to reach even further expending more energy, energy that needed to be exhausted before she could be beat down and molded into a perfect slave.

The water started cold, waking Sarah’s tortured body with a sudden burst. Slowly Kimberly adjusted it to a comfortable warm. Sarah’s head leaned forward her chin almost to her chest. Her body exhausted. Kimberly started murmuring as she first washed Sarah’s hair.

“As a slave it is important to never hide your beauty. You are to display yourself to your best advantage for your master.” Kimberly washed her neck and shoulders, up her arms, down in her arm pits. Bubbles dripped as she kept speaking. “Beauty is not just on the outside but also inside, a truly submissive spirit will cause you to radiate your beauty.”

Kimberly added more soap and worked Sarah’s breasts in her hands. Kneading the flesh lifting it then dropping it, she paid special attention to the abused nipples. “You must express this beauty in every movement and thought.”

Sarah’s stomach was washed and then her slit, her back stroked with Kimberly’s soap filled hands. Kimberly repeated as she washed the woman again and again. “Beauty is a state of mind.”

Standing directly behind Sarah she used her body to work the soap over the wet woman. Her breasts grinding into Sarah’s welted skin, her hands dropping between Sarah’s legs then back up to her breasts. “Expressing your beauty in your movements and actions will let your master know you love him.” Kimberly glanced up at the camera and stroked deeply between Sarah’s legs. “Let him know your devotion, or hers.”

Each little toe was washed as Kimberly sat before the struggling woman a foot in her hand. She tickled, washed, rinsed, and repeated as she kept her voice soothingly calm, repeating her teaching.

Kimberly stood and looked over her slave. Sarah’s eyes glazed, her breath coming in little pants. Again Kimberly reached out and teased her clit till she was panting rapidly. Sarah’s legs tried to move together she slapped sharply Sarah’s inner thigh. “No, slut, my will, not yours.”

“Yes mistress,” Sarah murmured and Kimberly watched as Sarah pulled her legs as far apart as she could.

“Oh Slut, good girl.” She reached in and stroked once fully then stood pulling her hand away. “Girl it’s time you proved your love and obedience, you notice I didn’t ask you to say it. Saying it would be empty without actions first.” Kimberly fingered the big nipples dripping water from the shower. “You are my slut, but I am someone else’s.”

“Hood, the man in the hood.” Sarah’s eyes looked frantically up, meeting Kimberly’s.

Kimberly pulled on Sarah’s nipples, “Yes, the man in the hood.”

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

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"B-but, who? You're not goinng to -" Sarah sputtered. Ignoring her protests, Kimberly pinched harder on her nipples, making her wince and shut her mouth.

"He owns me, the way I own you. Think of it like a corporate structure, slut, that's something you know about, right? Where do you think you are on the food chain?"

"On the bottom?" Kimberly pinched with all her might, causing Sarah to gasp in pain and realize her mistake. "On the bottom ma'am."

"Good," Kimberly said, releasing some of the pressure on her nipples. "Now say, 'This cunt is on the bottom of the food chain, ma'am.'"

Sarah repeated the words without hesitation. Kimberly studied her for a moment. "I think you are ready to be presented. I have trained you at my Master's request. Now it is time for you to show him what a good little slut you are."

"W-what do I have to do?" Sarah asked nervously, as Kimberly undid her wrists, letting her down off her tiptoes.

"First you have to crawl over there," Kimberly said, indicating. Sarah got down on all fours and began to crawl until she reached the center of the room. She stopped on Kimberly's command. "Kneel." Sarah got up off her hands and kneeled, arms at her side. "Hands behind your head." She did this too, clasping her fingers. Good slut," Kimberly said, walking around her to check her posture. She still held the crop in her hand but saw no reason to use it.

She had done it, she thought. She had trained this bitch. She did not draw any particular thrill out of the control she held over the slave; her thrill came from the fact that she knew that Master would be pleased with her. "Don't move"

Kimberly left her and returned to the observation room, where Master was sitting back in the easy chair enjoying a martini.

"Looks like you've made some progress, Kimberly."

She knelt at his feet and put her cheek against his thigh. "Are you pleased, Master."

"Of course," he said, stroking her hair. "Overcoming your own submissive nature in order to do this task for me is the greatest submission I could ever ask of you." He lifted her chin with his finger and looked her in the eyes. "I'm very proud of you."

Tears of joy filled her eyes as relief flooded through her. She had been so afraid that she would not be able to do what had been asked of her. The

possibility of failure, the resulting shame, that terrified her more than any punishment Master could come up with.

"Come here," Master said, patting his lap. Kimberly rose and sat on his leg, her arms around his neck, his arms around the small of her back. He kissed her on each nipple, then tenderly on the mouth. He then looked through the glass at the slave, still kneeling in the center of the dungeon with her hands behind her head.

"So what happens now?" Master said.

"I think she is ready, Sir. Permission to present her to you?"

"If you're sure she's ready."

"She'll do whatever I say."

"Show me," he said, "but only if you're sure."

A moment later Jason was sitting on a chair about ten feet behind Sarah, who was still kneeling in her presentation position. She had not turned her head. Jason was wearing the mask. Kimberly walked in front of Sarah, crop in hand.

"All fours," she said, simply, and Sarah dropped to all fours. "Turn around." Sarah did so and saw the masked man. She began to tremble. "Crawl." Sarah did so, slowly. Too slowly, Kimberly thought, smacking her on the ass with the crop.

Master did not like hesitation. Sarah moved faster, until she was practically between Jason's spread legs. She stopped and waited for further instruction, still trembling.

"Bow," Kimberly said. Sarah got down further and placed her head on the floor. "Kiss his boot." Sarah touched her lips to the boot and placed her head back on the floor.

"You call that a kiss?" Startled by Kimberly's severe tone, Sarah began kissing the boot all over and licking it with her tongue, until Kimberly finally said "Enough."

This was going well, Kimberly thought. "Now kneel."

Sarah got back up on her knees.

"Undo his pants." Hands shaking, Sarah undid Jason's belt and unzipped his jeans. He shifted for her and she took down his pants and saw his bulging cock.

"Now use that little tongue of yours, like you know how, slut." Sarah bent down and began to lick his cock all over.

Kimberly couldn't help but feel pangs of jealousy, but she showed nothing, ashamed of the fact that she would put her own feelings before her Master's pleasure. And from the looks of it, he was getting a lot of pleasure out of this. Clearly more comfortable sucking cock than eating pussy, Sarah now had his cock in her mouth and was going up and down on it, picking up the pace.

Master was moaning, his hands dropping firmly to his wife’s damp hair, his fingers gripping. Kimberly’s fingers slid down her body slowly, catching a nipple teasing it a moment. Master’s eyes caught hers and his deep gaze sent a shiver through her. She heard the music and rocked to it. He smiled pulling Sarah in a deep thrust, gagging her a moment then letting her move to a shallow pattern again.

Kimberly slowly raised her arms letting her fingers trace up her body. Slow movements started as she found the spot in her Master’s eyes. Right foot, left shifted, she twirled slowly, arching her back, letting her hair drop and spin. Her eyes found his again. Arms up high snaking, fingers flexing, Kimberly used every joint, every movement to bring him the pleasure she desired to bestow as her gift to him. She worked his body just as successfully from a distance as Sarah did between his legs. His hooded head thrusting back, his hips rocking, his cock pushing back deep into Sarah's throat. His moans filling the air as he cam violently.

How I wish he were coming in my mouth, Kimberly thought. When it looked like Jason had caught his breath, Kimberly gave another order. "Good slut. Stay where you are, but resume presentation position."

Sarah was learning, she knelt straight up and clasped her hands behind her head. An uneasy silence filled the room as Jason reached for the hood. Slowly he rolled it off his head, revealing his face. For a moment, time stood still, everything and everyone in freeze frame. Sarah's eyes bugging out of her head.

"JASON? WW-Whhat the fuck?" And just like that she was up on her feet, spitting in anger. "Who, what -" she was so furious the words wouldn't come. Gone was the slave girl. She whirled and looked at Kimberly, then back at Jason. "What the fuck is going on here?” Jason sat still, his face impassive. "You let her - you fucking let her do that to me? I'll fucking kill you," she said lunging at him.

Kimberly dove after her, tackling her before she could get to Jason. She wrestled Sarah down to the floor and tried to get her in a headlock but it was hard. The woman was so fueled by anger and humiliation that the adrenaline was pumping through her. She flailed out, catching Kimberly with an elbow in the nose, drawing blood. Kimberly felt anger taking over for panic, angry at what Sarah had said to Master and tried to do to him, and angry at getting popped in the nose. Using some of her own adrenaline, she flipped Sarah down onto the floor hard. Sarah's head bounced off the concrete, stunning her.

Taking advantage of the moment. Kimberly scrambled to the rolling cart and found a pair of handcuffs and used them to secure Sarah's wrists behind her back. Sarah tried to get up, but Kimberly quickly cuffed her ankles with a second set. Then she collapsed on the floor, exhausted from the struggle. For a minute, the only sound in the room was the sound of breathing from the two women.

Slowly, Jason stood up and walked over to Kimberly.

He stared down at her, saying nothing. Tears were in her eyes. She got to her knees. "Master, I-I'm so sorry, I thought -"

"You thought wrong, obviously."

"I didn't think -"

"No, you didn't." Silence filled the room again as Kimberly bowed her head, her tears dripping onto the floor. She didn't even bother to wipe the blood from her nose. She had never been so ashamed.

"Do not come to me again until you can show me some real results," Jason said tersely, then walked back to the observation room, closing the door behind him.

Oh shit, oh shit, Kimberly thought, I've failed him.

Sarah began to move a bit, which drew her attention. Her shame began to turn to rage and purpose.

Five minutes later Kimberly stood over Sarah, who was attached to a rack she had ordered custom built. It was a large wooden affair, with a flat top and eyebolts on one end. Sarah's ankle cuffs were chained to the eyebolts, her wrists attached to chains that came together and were attached to a winch at the head of the table. The ballgag was back in her mouth. Kimberly cranked the winch, which made a metallic click with each revolution. Slowly the chains grew tauter, stretching Sarah until her big breasts rose and her tummy hollowed, a fine sheen of sweat breaking out over her magnificent body.

"MMMM, HMMM MMMM," Sarah attempted through the gag, shaking her head.

"What's that, not tight enough?" Kimberly said, giving the crank another turn. The winch clicked and Sarah's eyes went wide. Kimberly took a quarter and bounced it off her prisoner's belly. "Oh, I think we can go tighter, don't you?"

"HHHM MMMMM, HMMM MMM," Sarah pleaded, her eyes wide.

Kimberly turned the winch again - CLICK - then once again – CLICK, “for good measure.” Sarah was struggling to breathe through her nose, and Kimberly knew that the strain was making it difficult for her to breath. She bounced the quarter off her tight belly and watched it bounce into the air. "There. Now I think we're good."

Sarah mewed through the gag as Kimberly went about the rest of her preparations, talking as she went.

"I can't begin to tell me how angry I am with you, slut. You see, I live to please my master. It was he who told me to train you and I failed. Any slave who fails like I did with you is a humiliation to herself and to Master. I will NOT be humiliated like that again."

Kimberly attached an alligator clip to each nipple. Each of the clips had a wire that ran to the shock box, which sat on the rolling cart.

"HMMMMM MMMM" Sarah frantically attempted to avoid the clips but she was stretched so tightly she could not move. She winced as the clips bit into her soft nipples.

"Electricity seemed to work pretty well last time, so let's give it another try, shall we?" Kimberly said. "Only this time, let's make it a bit more interesting. She held up two steel probes, each with wires leading to the shock box. Sarah instantly realized what they were for and groaned into her gag, tears welling in her eyes.

Angry as she was at Sarah, Kimberly was not without compassion. No woman should have to endure this. But those feelings took a backseat to pleasing her Master, and she was determined not to let him down this time. She lubed the probes and inserted one in Kimberly's pussy and one in her ass. Now she was ready to go.

Over the course of the next hour, Kimberly worked the controls, shocking Sarah alternately in the nipple, pussy and ass. She tried various combinations and various strengths, shocking Sarah until she was beyond protest, beyond any reaction for that matter. When her eyes got glassy and she was reduced to a simple groan unrelated to the strength of the shocks, Kimberly tuned the unit off. She eased the winch back a few notches, making it easier for Sarah to breathe.

"If you think I enjoy doing this to you, slut, you're wrong," Kimberly said. "You will make both of our lives much easier if you just accept things. Do you understand?"

Exhausted, Sarah nodded her head. Kimberly took out the ball gag and Sarah gasped air in. "T-t-tell me," she panted, "how to please you, ma'am."

"I have to be able to trust you, slut. I can not risk taking you back before my Master unless I am convinced that you will do as commanded."

"I'll do anything."

"Yes, you'll do anything, simply because you're afraid of this," Kimberly said, tapping the shock box.

"No," Sarah said. "I'll do anything because I understand now."

"You know how you know when a lawyer lies?" Kimberly asked. "You can see her lips moving."

"H-how can this cunt prove herself to you ma'am."

Kimberly studied Sarah's face. There was something different in her eyes, something different than before even, when she thought she had her trained but turned out to be wrong. Maybe, just maybe...

"Be a dog."

"I don't understand ma'am?"

"How does a doggie go, slut?"

"Woof woof."

"And a cat?" Kimberly asked, running a crop over Sarah's belly.

"Meow Meow."

"And how about a sheep? Be a sheep for me, slut."

"Baaa, Baaa."

"Pig."

"Oink, oink, oink."

Kimberly went on for a few minutes, making Sarah make every animal sound she could think of. Sarah never once hesitated, never questioned.

"Tell me what you think I should do to you next," Kimberly asked.

"Ma'am this cunt deserves any punishment you deem necessary."

"I think you've been punished enough, slut. Tell me why I should trust you. Tell me why you're ready for me to show to my Master."

"Because I don't want to let you down again."

Kimberly stared down at Sarah, then unchained her wrists. Sarah pulled her arms down and winced as she tried to get some range of motion back in her

shoulders. Kimberly undid the ankle chains as well. "Permission to sit up, ma'am?"

"Yes." Sarah sat up on the edge of the rack for a moment, then without another word got down on her knees on the floor and clasped her hands behind her head. She leaned over to the cart and took the crop in her teeth and looked up at Kimberly. Kimberly looked at her and realized no further beating was necessary.

"Crawl" she said, pointing at the center of the room.

"Let's try this again." When Sarah was kneeling in the center of the dungeon again, Kimberly nervously walked back to the observation room.

"Permission to enter, Master?" she asked, sheepishly.

"Come in," he said quietly. She did so, and knelt at his feet.

"Sir, may I have permission to present the slut again to you."

He considered the request, stroking his chin. "Why should I grant you this permission?"

"Sir, please give me another opportunity. I'm so sorry for my failure and this slave wants to make it up to you more than anything in the world."

"And what makes you think you've succeeded?"

"I just know, Sir."

"That's remarkably confident of you, given your utter failure last time."

"Sir, please give me a chance."

"How sure are you?"

"Sir?"

"How sure are you you're right this time? That she'll do as you say?"

"Sir, you commanded me not to return until I was sure. You know I would never disobey you."

"I want you to show me how sure you are."

"Sir?"

"Come with me," he said, rising. She followed him into the dungeon. "Over there," he pointed to a spot on the floor directly in front of Sarah, who was still kneeling with the crop in her mouth. "You say you're sure this slut is trained?"

"Yes, Sir."

"This slut you've whipped and tortured and humiliated over the last 24 hours?"

"Yes, Sir."

"This slut who you made suck her own butt plug clean, she will do as you say."

"Yes, Sir" Kimberly said, trying not to let it show that her confidence was flagging.

"And you're sure of this."

"Y-yes, Sir."

"Then cuff yourself."

"Sir?" Kimberly asked, bewildered. Master handed her a cuff for each wrist and ankle. She put them on without thinking, but recognizing the fear of uncertainty rising within her. Sarah remained kneeling, staring straight ahead, at Kimberly, the crop still between her teeth.

"Reach up," Master said, and Kimberly did so.

"M-master please," she said, as he fastened her wrist cuffs to the chains that led to the beam.

"You said she would do as you say, Kimberly, so there should be nothing for you to be afraid of, right?'

He kneeled down and spread her legs and attached her ankle cuffs to the ringbolts in the floor, then hit the electric winch so that the beam raise, taking her arms with it and stretching it tight.

"Please Master," she begged him, "Don't leave me like this."

"If you have done your job right, this should not be a problem." He glanced at Sarah, who still had not moved nor changed expression.

"What happens next is between the two of you," Master said. "I will not intervene."

"Master," Kimberly pleaded.

"I think you will know very soon whether you did your job adequately this time, Kimberly," Master said. With that, he returned to the observation room and closed the door behind him. This could not be happening, Kimberly, thought, her breath quickening. How could he leave her like this?

And then her eyes met Sarah's.....

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

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Kimberly knew the moment their eyes met that she had failed again. She looked up into the camera then bowed her head in submission.

She could still see Sarah even with her head bowed. Sarah slowly raised her hands taking the crop from her mouth. “Are you serious Jason? You won’t intervene?”

Not a word was spoken as Sarah slowly stood. Kimberly saw her struggle up. She struggled to stay standing and moved forward. Her hand dropped to Kimberly’s stomach to balance herself, then looked up into Kimberly’s eyes. “Is he serious?” Her tone was hesitant.

“Yes, Master never lies. I have failed him. You may do with me as you please.”

The bite of the crop across her body made Kimberly jerk wildly. It was a vicious uncaring stroke -- one her Master would never have delivered with out working up to it sensually. She screamed, but cut it off swiftly. Her eyes dropped to her stomach and she saw blood.

The door opened and Master stepped to the door frame. “Bastard you lie, you’re going to…” Sarah screamed running across the room away from him.

“I promised Kimberly when I took her in that I would never make her bleed purposely, unless we agreed beforehand.”

He slowly walked forward and touched the stripe. He reached onto the cart and then pressed a paper towel to it leaning in. He turned and walked across the room opened a cupboard and moved back. “This will stop any infection but not deaden the pain. Just don’t draw blood again.”

Sarah shifted, “You’re going to let me beat her? But are you going to let me go when I’m done?”

Kimberly watched as her Master laughed. “Go? Slut.”

“Sarah,” she stepped forward the crop raised.

“Slut darling, you are Kimberly’s slut, her slave.”

“You bastard, you can’t really think…” she stopped half the room away.

“Slut I don’t just think I know. No matter what you do to Kimberly when I take her down she will be your Mistress. She has failed and must suffer the consequences. When you are done and admit it. I will take her to that cage over there. Do you see anything different about it?”

Sarah and Kimberly turned their heads, Kimberly knew, she’d bought it. The heavy wooden cage with grate walls had a hole in the top that a head would fit through. The corners had eye bolts for attachment to cuffs. Sarah didn’t speak.

“After you’re done with what you feel she deserves I will cuff her ankles and wrists to the top. I will have her lower her head into the hole and fit the top around her neck. I will use a cane on her ass, thighs and feet. She will cry, she will scream and when I feel she is thoroughly chastised I will release her and she will drop to her knees and kiss my boots. She will thank me and express her love for me. She will beg to sexually gratify me.”

Kimberly watched as he leaned forward and kissed her lips. She pressed forward into him kissing him passionately. She knew she would do anything for him, anything.

“No!” Sarah screamed rushing forward. “No, get your hands off her you pervert. I won’t let you do that to her. You made her torture me, you did it. Did you kidnap her and force her to do this.” She stopped almost in striking range. “You made her!” She raised the crop.

“No,” Kimberly yelled. “I did it. I made him. I saw him, I approached him. I begged him.”

“No,” Sarah yelled and struck at Kimberly again. The crop falling harshly across her breasts. Kimberly screamed as the rain of strokes dropped on her. She lost her breath and knew she would faint soon.

Sarah watched her pass out, then dropped the crop to the ground and turned as Jason reached for her. He pulled her in and stroked her hair. “Has she been punished enough Slut?”

Sarah tried to shove away from his warmth but she was too tired, physically and emotionally. She couldn’t, some how he was so comforting, she started to cry. “Jason, how could you do this to me? I thought you loved me.”

“I do it because I do love you Slut. I love you enough that I want the best for you.”

She shoved, he held. “Are you done with Kimberly?”

“Done?” she said swiping at her wet cheeks.

“Yes Kimberly, has she been punished enough?”

“I’m done, I hate her, I’ll always hate her.”

“We’ll see Slut, we’ll see.”

Jason walked slowly supporting his wife, he held her face against his chest as he pulled the pin for the cage and swiftly shoved her in. She screamed in anger but the exhaustion was becoming too much for her to fight effectively.

Jason walked over and looked Kimberly over carefully. She was going to be very sore tomorrow. He would need to make sure she didn’t stiffen up. Jason turned and gathered supplies using the rolling table. He walked back to Kimberly and stroked her hair.

“Kimberly,” he said brushed her hair back till he trapped it all in a pony tail. He took the time to braid a leather thong into it. He lifted the warm cloth and washed her face. “Well, this will wake you.” He reached and snagged the bottle of antiseptic spray. He carefully covered her entire body. She woke screaming and writhing in her bonds. She arched her body sucking in air till she regained control.

“Master?” She spoke softly, “Is she all right?”

He stroked her face smiling, “Fine, I’ve just put her in a spot for lessons.”

“Forgive me Master.” She started to cry again. “I’ve failed you.”

Jason nodded, “Yes you have Kimberly, and you heard the punishment for your failure.”

She sobbed looking down, “I deserve more,” escaped her lips as tears feel down her face.

Jason reached up and freed her each of her wrists, he held her tightly to his body. Her legs refused to support her. “Are you ready?”

“Yes sir, if you’ll just help me sir?”

Jason stopped near the cage noting Sarah watching as she lay curled up tightly. “Kimberly, your attitude never ceases to please me. Yes you failed, yes I am going to punish you but still you keep your training. You make me very proud. Not of your failure, but of your love for your master.”

Kimberly slowly pushed herself away. He saw she was blushing. He felt very proud of her. She turned and used the cage grating to crawl up on top of the heavy wooden cage. She set her legs against the restraints, then her wrists before she slowly painfully lowered her head into the hole.

Sarah lay shocked at what she was seeing and hearing. “Why are you doing this?” She asked looking up into Kimberly’s face. “Why are you letting him do this to you?” She asked again as she heard Jason shifting and moving chain.

“My pretty little sluts. I’ve decided that for this punishment to be truly appreciated it should be done later. Sweet dreams.” He swatted Kimberly’s ass, waved at Sarah and turned and walked out of the room. The lights went off.

Kimberly couldn’t help it she started crying a soft gentle crying one that was from her heart.

“Are you in pain?” Sarah asked sharply.

Kimberly shook her head feeling the restraint around her neck, then realized Sarah could not see her.

“No, I’m not in much discomfort. I’m appalled that I failed Master.”

“Jason!,” Sarah stuttered. “is an animal, a, a …”

“No he is a good Master, you don’t understand yet.”

“You’re just a simpleton.” Sarah said, but without much strength.

“Sleep,” Kimberly whispered gently, “Tomorrow will be long and hard. You and I will need all our strength.”

“How can you speak so calmly about this? We are locked in a cage naked fool!”

Kimberly chuckled, “You’ll understand, the first time you kneel before him because you can’t help yourself, when he reaches out and strokes your hair. When he tells you he is proud of you.”

Sarah growled, “Never.”

“Sarah?”

“What,” was the sharp retort.

“Sarah did you lie to me?”

“What,” she asked anger still in her voice.

“When you said ‘Because I don't want to let you down again.’ Were you lying?”

Kimberly heard Sarah sputter, she felt her shift in the small space. “It wasn’t fair,” she heard whispered quietly. “It just wasn’t fair.”

“Did you lie to me?” Kimberly asked again.

“It was Jason, I just can’t.” Kimberly heard a little sob, “not Jason.”

“Why Sarah, why not your husband? You were going to give yourself to another man?”

“He has no right,” Sarah hissed then sobbed again. “I thought he…I’d gotten used to the idea that he…No! This is not right. I’ll sue his pants off when I get out of here.”

“Sarah, you won’t.” Kimberly answered quietly then shut her eyes and tried to get into a position she could relax in.

Kimberly woke at the soft movement of the door. She knew that to be caught unprepared was not acceptable. She knew by the stiffness in her body that she had not slept for more than an hour. She felt a hand on her bottom a shifting of her legs a pressure. “Pee,” was spoken quietly.

Without shame she released the fluids in her and heard them filling a container. She finished and felt him wipe her with a wet cloth. A moment later she felt a hand rest on her bottom then the cold length of the rod. She forced herself to relax, to accept what she deserved. There was no warning this morning, no building of pain. She lost control after she regained her breath after the first stoke. The scream woke Sarah below her. Kimberly saw the terror on the woman’s face but could speak no comfort.

“No!” Sarah said, then screamed sitting.

The next blow landed before Kimberly could speak out a count. Again and again down her tortured body they fell. She thrashed, unable to be still.

“No,” Sarah yelled kneeling reaching up, grasping Kimberly’s head pressing her cheek against hers. “No more,” she screamed again.

The blows continued and Sarah became frantic. “Jason stop it, no more, you can’t do this…”

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

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Jason stopped the beating and studied Sarah as she pleaded for mercy for the woman who had abused and humiliated her for the last twenty-four hours.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for what he’s doing to you,” she said, kissing Kimberly’s face. “This is my fault.”

“You still don’t understand...” Kimberly gasped, trying to recover.

“What do you want, slut?” Jason asked. The question was directed at Sarah. “What is it you think should happen?”

“I-I’m confused,” Sarah said. “I don’t know what I want.”

Jason brought the crop back down across Kimberly’s rump, making her howl in pain just inches from Sarah’s face. Sarah covered her ears and screamed.

“Make it stop!” she cried. “Sssstttoppppp!”

“And if I do?” Jason asked. Sarah glared at him, still cradling Kimberly’s head.

“I’ll do whatever you want,” she said through gritted teeth. “Just don’t beat her anymore?”

“Are you willing to take the beating in her place?”

“Is that what you want?” Is that what this is about? Fine, then beat me. Do whatever you want to me, just leave her alone.”

Jason cocked his head. “Did you hear that Kimberly? Did you hear what the slut is willing to do for you?”

Kimberly, still dazed from the long night in bondage and the beating she had taken, could only manage a murmur. Her eyes were half-closed.

“So that’s what you want Sarah? You want to take one for your Mistress?”

“I said I would,” Sarah said, but more quietly this time. With less anger.

“Why should your Mistress and I believe anything you say after you laid that stripe across her belly? What has changed from last night?”

“Can we just get this over with,” Sarah said, even more resigned now. “I said I would do it. Whatever you want.”

Jason rubbed Kimberly’s back, his hand running up and over her battered ass cheeks. She managed to shift, pushing against his hand. “I think you may have done it after all Kimberly. She sounds like she’s beginning to understand.” Kimberly was too exhausted to respond.

“I’m going to let you out, slut,” Jason said. “You will crawl to the middle of the floor and resume the position you were in last night before all the trouble

began.”

He undid the latch on the door and Sarah crawled out of the crate without a word, taking the crop in her mouth and moving on all fours to the center of the

Room. She went up on her knees and placed her hands behind her head. Satisfied, Jason undid Kimberly’s restraints and adjusted the opening so she could remove her head. She groaned in pain as she tried to stand. Jason helped her, slipping his arm around her side and walking with her until she got her legs under her.

“Sssshhh,” he whispered. “Take your time, now.” He handed her a bottle of water and she drank, a cautious sip at first, then, when she had caught her breath, more greedily. She drank the entire bottle and wiped her mouth off. “What do you think of this slut,” Jason said, gesturing at Sarah. “She has offered to let me do anything I want, just to save you a beating.”

“I am pleased with the slut,” Kimberly said. “Permission to approach her?”

“Yes.” Kimberly walked behind Sarah and put her hands on her shoulders. Sarah remained in position, staring down with the crop in her mouth.

“Does the offer stand, slut?” Jason asked. Sarah nodded slowly. “Fair enough. Ask your Mistress to punish you.”

“Huhhh?” Sarah said, although it came out garbled with the crop between her teeth. Jason was pleased that she had not spat it out in surprise. He glanced at Kimberly, who looked equally confused and surprised. Slowly Sarah turned so Kimberly could take the crop from between her teeth.

“You will now ask your Mistress to punish you, slut. You will ask her to restrain and punish you in a fashion she finds more frightening and painful than

any other. Kimberly, you will grant her request. You will demonstrate your obedience to me by showing her no mercy in exchange for this sacrifice your slut has made for you. If the two of you can do this, then I think we just might finally have everyone where they need to be.”

Jason’s eyes met Kimberly’s and he saw the fear, the silent pleading that she somehow be absolved of this task. The master and his slave both knew what she would have to do to Sarah, and it was going to make everything she’d endured thus far seem like child’s play.

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Kimberly reached out to her Master and he took her hand and helped her walk away from Sarah. “Master what do you want? I don’t know what to do?” he could tell she was almost ready to break herself.

Jason smiled, “You can choose anything you want, as long as it involves inverted suspension, lactation and a cattle prod.” He smiled touched her face and chuckled. “Whatever punishment you get her to take for you should be proof that she is now a sub.”

Kimberly realized her master was try to make her smile but she was just too exhausted. “Master?”

“Finish here and I’ll put you both to bed.” He stroked her face and motioned for her to walk back to Sarah.

Kimberly walked toward Sarah and slowly squatted down before her so they were eye level. “I am your Mistress Slut?” Sarah nodded and Kimberly grabbed her right nipple and yanked down. “Say it Slut.”

“Yes you are my Mistress.”

“I can do with you as I please Slut?”

“Yes mistress you can do with me as you please.”

“You will willingly move toward your torture to please me and my master?”

Sarah glared at Jason and nodded, another quick yank and she spoke. “I will do as I am told, mistress.”

Then crawl toward the big wooden frame. Kimberly struggled to stand and found Jason lifting her. They watched as Sarah moved forward on her hands and knees.

“Master I won’t be able to move the bars.”

“What she can’t do I will, but you must master her Kimberly. It’s time she proved herself. If you fail me…”

“I won’t master, I promise, I just need your help.”

Jason nodded and patted her bottom sending her toward the big machine.

Kimberly stepped back and looked at Sarah she could hardly believe that Sarah had willingly allowed herself to be restrained so cruelly. She squatted on a heavy wooden beam about 3 feet off the floor, her legs pulled wide cruel heavy u bolts chained to the frame kept her spread obscenely.

A big black dildo anchored her pussy to the beam she squatted on. It impaled her deeply the tip painfully bumping her cervix. A heavy iron bar held two cruel sets of steal bands that encircled her generous tits. The pressure being applied to Sarah’s breasts already turning them blue. Harsh clamps pinched her stretched nipples a rough thin rope ran from the clamps to Sarah’s big toes. Every little movement would be torture.

Sarah’s hands were inserted in the upright stocks that her head was inserted through. Sarah’s tongue was pulled from her mouth two wooden dowels clamped it painful. Sarah’s nose was pinched and pulled high forcing her neck at a painful angle. Even Sarah’s hair was braided with a leather strap that held a big thick hook up in her ass. Any movement was self torture while being still was excruciating pain.

Kimberly walked up and pulled on the lines from nipple to big toes. “Each part of your bondage is symbolic Slut.” She pulled hard till Sarah screamed into her dowel gag then she released the pressure. You ran, now you are impaled, your legs spread. Your wicked tongue held out for punishment because of your negative words to my master. Even your haute nose is punished to remind you, you must never think you are better, you are the least. A hook up your ass to remind you that the pain in your ass can be real. Such a stiff neck held to remind you that you will bend your neck to my will.”

“Prove yourself Sarah, fuck that dildo stuffed in your cunt.” Sarah’s eyes widened at the order but she tried, she screamed into the dowels. “That is just not good enough slut. I demand exuberance at my orders. Kimberly reached to the table and lifted a tight vicious alligator clip. “You remember this.”

Suddenly Sarah was enthusiastically fucking the dildo. Her nipples being pulled harshly with each rocking movement. Kimberly stood there watching waiting. Sarah just couldn’t keep it up and when she slowed Kimberly reached in and mercilessly popped the clip on to her clit. Sarah pumped up and down for a few more then her sweat covered body collapsed in exhaustion.

The electricity that shot through Sarah’s body caused convulsions, her pussy fucked by the giant dildo, her ass by the thick hook. Her nipples, hair and nose stretched, pulled.

“You do all this to yourself,” Kimberly said, staring into her eyes as she stood on a step stool. “But you do it for me. Tell me you love me.” Kimberly spiked the tens unit she held in her hand making Sarah dance. The moment the charge was dropped Sarah begged through the gag, drool and sweat.

“I love,” she gasped speaking muffled as her tongue throbbed in its restraint. “I love mistress,” she mumbled franticly. “I love Mistress.”

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“Good slut,” Kimberly said, moving Sarah’s sweaty hair away from her face. “Now that wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?”

“No Mistress, “ Sarah managed.

“Will you do anything to prove yourself to Mistress,” Kimberly asked, still stroking Sarah’s hair.

“Yes,” Sarah said, shifting uncomfortably on the dildo.

“Very well,” Kimberly said, beginning to undo the restraints. It took some time, and in the end she had to help Sarah by taking the hook out of her ass and

easing her up off the dildo. “Get down on your hands and knees, slut.” Sarah complied. “Now crawl to your Master.”

Sarah glanced at Jason, then back at Kimberly. “But Mistress – I…”

“Crawl Slut. Now!”

Sarah crawled until she was at Jason’s feet. She stayed there on all fours Kimberly walked up beside her.

“I give you this slut, Master. She is broken, just as you asked. Permission to show you proof?’

“By all means.” Jason said, smiling.

“Slut, you are mine. You must not forget it. Neither must you forget I am Master’s and that makes him your Master too.”

“Please, Mistress,” Sarah said, looking up from her knees.

“Kiss your Master’s boots, “ Kimberly replied. “Show your obedience.”

Sarah hesitated, then bent down and kissed Jason’s boot lightly.

“I am unimpressed with your effort,” Kimberly said cooly. “Does my Master need to beat me again for your disobedience?”

Sarah began to kiss the boots more generously, even licking them.

“Better,” Kimberly said. “Now ask your Master to punish you.”

Again Sarah looked up. “Mistress –“

“Look down!”

Sarah’s eyes fell to the floor.

“Ask!”

“Please Master,” she said miserably, “punish this slut.” She barely got the last words out through her humiliation.

“And how should I punish you?” Jason asked.

“Any way Master thinks this slut deserves.”

“Lie down, slut.” Sarah lay down prone on her belly. Jason fastened a collar around her neck. It had a thick leather strap with cuffs attached. He bent her arms back at the elbows and fastened the cuffs to her wrists so that her wrists were held awkwardly in the middle of her back.

“Legs spread slut,” he said, and she complied. He attached a spreader bar, fastening the cuff at either end to her ankles. This held her legs wide apart. Sarah shifted uncomfortably as he attached a chain to the bar and attached the other end of the chain to the pulley. All business, Jason walked over and hit the button. The pulley took up the slack in the chain and raised Sarah into the air until her head was a few feet off the ground. She shifted, clearly in pain from the strain on her hips. Her big breasts hung up by her face, which was already turning red.

Jason had a cattle prod. It was not as sophisticated as the tens unit, but there was something more visceral about it. He had only used it once or twice on Kimberly and he knew she hated it. Feared it in fact. He had never used it on her the way he planned to use it now.

He showed it to Sarah, and even though she had never been on a farm in her life she seemed to know instantly what it was.

“NO!” she yelled. “Jason! Mistress! Don’t let him –don’t…”

Jason touched her ass with the prod and she jumped on the spreader bar, screaming.

“FUCK!” she said. “Make him stop!”

Jason touched her ass with the prod and she jumped and screamed again. A sheen of sweat was beginning to form on her body.

“Please stop,” she said, crying.

“Stop?” Jason said. “I haven’t even gotten started.” He touched the prod to her left breast, on the nipple and she thrashed violently, crying out. He did it again, until she was sobbing.

“P-p-please,” she sobbed.

“Beg like a cow.”

“H-huh?”

“How does a cow beg? I’m using a cattle prod on you, I should think it would be appropriate.”

When she hesitated, Jason touched her pussy with the prod, eliciting the biggest scream yet. “Let’s go, Elsie, we don’t have all day.” He touched her again and she screamed, bloodcurdling this time, and the sobbing intensified.

“Mm-m-m…”

ZAP!

She wasn’t even crying now, just gasping in shock in pain. “Mm-mm-moooo,” she managed between ragged breaths.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Jason asked, crouching down so he could see her face. “What do you think Kimberly?”

“I think she is trying to be a good slut Master.”

“M-mooo, mooooooo,” Sarah said desperately as Jason held the prod where she could see it. Her eyes were wide, almost cross-eyed in fear. “Moooooooooo,” she said, all dignity only a memory. “Moooooooooo!”

“Are you my slut?”

“Mooooo!”

Jason looked at Kimberly, impressed. He thought for sure Sarah would slip and answer. Kimberly raised her eyebrows and nodded.

“Are you ready to follow orders?”

“Mooooo.”

“Do you want to suck Master’s cock?”

“Mooooo.” Not a bit of hesitation.

Jason undid his jeans and his cock sprang out in Sarah’s face. He swung her forward as she opened her lips and took him in. She sucked the cock greedily, perhaps the first thing in this bizarre journey she had ever previously experienced. Of course, she’d never sucked one while trussed up and hung by her ankles. She sucked and sucked, making gagging noises when Jason thrust too deeply into her mouth. He began spanking her ass and she sucked harder, until he finally lost control and blew his cum in her mouth, slapping her ass a series of hard swats as he expired his load.

He took his cock out of her mouth and stepped back, leaving her swinging. He fastened his jeans, gathered himself, and kneeled down so he was in her face.

“That was the best blowjob you ever gave me slut.”

Sarah looked dazed. “Mooooo,” she said, once again, nervously eyeing the prod that was sitting on the floor a few feet away. Jason picked it up and put it on the table, then began to lower Sarah, taking care so she did not hit her head on the floor. He undid her cuffs and unfastened the spreader bar.

“Thank your Master for letting you suck his cock,” Kimberly said.

“Moooo.”

“You may speak, slut.” Jason said.

“Thank you Master, for letting me suck your cock.”

“I think Sarah has earned a little trip out of the dungeon, don’t you Kimberly?”

“Yes, Master.”

Jason slipped a collar on Sarah’s neck, then attached a leash and handed it to Kimberly. “Why don’t you take this little dog on a walk then? Perhaps we can have a little fun with her upstairs.”

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Kimberly reached down and stroked Sarah’s hair as she lowered herself to her knees. “You will be a good little doggy won’t you?” She looked Sarah in her eyes.

“Woof,” Sarah said quickly.

Kimberly stroked her hair again, “Such a good girl.” She leaned over and kissed her forehead.

“Her lips,” Jason said looking down at them.

Kimberly smiled and lifted Sarah’s chin. “You’ll be a good girl won’t you?” She said nodding moving closer.

“Bark,” Sarah said blushing.

Kimberly touched her lips gently. She reached her hand around the back of her head and pulled her in. “Such a good girl.” She kissed her harder pressing her tongue into Sarah’s mouth. She felt Master’s hand on her head.

“Yes girls, show Master how much you love each other.”

Kimberly wrapped her arms around Sarah and tried to let her understand the concern she had for her. “All right girls, that’s enough for now. We have time for that later.”

Kimberly pulled away smiling, she saw Sarah looking confused then blushing. Kimberly stroked her face gently. “Come little doggy, let’s go for a walk.”

“Woof,” Sarah said looking up. Kimberly realized that she could see relief in Sarah’s eyes. She clearly was finding the strange emotions overwhelming.

Jason motioned and Kimberly led Sarah up the steps pulling her with the leash. Sarah had to work to keep up. He enjoyed watching the naked bodies and the colored welt and bruises decorating them. He followed slowly interested in seeing what Kimberly would do to his wife. She seemed to be understanding and implementing his desires. That kiss had been perfect.

“Master if she’s a doggy doesn’t she need a doggy name.” He was surprised when Kimberly boldly walked toward him. She knew better, then he saw her glance at Sarah and he reached out taking his smart slave against his body and kissing her hair, she was testing Sarah again.

“Yes, a doggy name, for our bitch.”

“Yes, Master,” Kimberly burrowed against his neck and sighed. “Master, this slave imagines her doggy is starving could she feed her doggy?”

Jason stroked her hair noting she didn’t mention her own need for food. “I’ve been enjoying what you prepared before hand Kimberly. Yes you may feed your doggy a bowl of your stew.” He watched as she walked up to Sarah and knelt down.

“Stay doggy, hold your leash.’ Kimberly pressed the leash handle to Sarah’s lips. Sarah opened and took the leash in and bit down. “Don’t move bitch, we’ll get you a name soon.”

Jason proudly watched as Kimberly stood and took two dog food bowls out, not even taking a bowl out for herself. “Cold stew for your doggy we don’t want her burned.” He glanced at Sarah he knew she liked her foot hot. He remembered more than one nasty scene at a restaurant. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he sat down at the table.

“Sir, could I make you some food before I feed the doggy?”

“No girl, I’ve eaten.” He lifted his feet to the chair in front of him relaxing watching his naked slave moving around the kitchen. He enjoyed the way her breasts swayed as she worked. The way she moved without even realizing she was naked. She glanced over and saw him watching. The smile on her face was inviting but he motioned with one finger to keep working. Not a bit of hesitation and she was back to work.

“Taffy,” Jason said loudly. They both turned to look at him. “Your pet’s name is Taffy. She has that nice stretched look about her.” He chuckled and ran his hand threw his hair.

Jason kept chuckling as he watched Kimberly kneel and set the bowls in front of Taffy. Kimberly placed her hand out palm open. “Wait, Taffy.” Jason set his feet on the floor and leaned forward watching. “You must always wait to eat on command. You are my pet Taffy, you will not use your hands or I will tie your elbows together. Now thank Master for the food, like a good doggy.” Kimberly took the leash out of Taffy’s mouth and pulled her forward. Jason watched still smiling. “Thank Master like a dog would Taffy.”

Taffy looked up into Kimberly’s eyes then back at Jason, she moved forward and pressed her face between Jason’s legs. He spread them as she pressed in. She looked right up at him. “Woof.”

“Good girl,” Kimberly said petting her hair.

“Yes Taffy, very good.” Jason said stroking her face. “You may eat.”

Kimberly stood over her pet watching her struggle to eat. “You can do it girl.”

“Kimberly.”

She turned looking at her Master. “Yes sir,” she said politely, moving forward.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yes sir.”

“Would you like your supper warm?”

Kimberly nodded, “Yes sir.”

“Open the freezer and take out a sausage dog.”

Jason smiled as she held the sausage to her Master. “Slip it up inside your cunt Kimberly.”

Jason noticed Sarah glance up but he kept his eyes on Kimberly as she gracefully lifted a leg and slipped the icy sausage up inside her. “It’s big isn’t it Kimberly?”

“Yes sir,” she said breathlessly lowering her leg.

“Tightly hold it inside, as you sit flat on the floor.”

He knew the hard sausage would press up high in her as she sat. He saw by Sarah’s eyes that she had seen how long it was. “Taffy,” he said curtly and she quickly started eating. He enjoyed the faraway look on Kimberly’s face. He watched as his two slaves went about performing their tasks.

Jason chuckled as Sarah looked up, cold stew covering her face. “Call your pet over, wipe her face with your finger and let her finish her food.” The movements of his subs were extremely sensual to watch. As Sarah sucked the food from Kimberly’s finger.

“Kimberly lay back on your side. Taffy stay where you are.” Jason stood looming over them for a moment. He felt himself rising as their eyes met his so soft, fear showing. It made him feel so powerful.

“Kimberly hold the sausage in as you lift your leg up.” He squatted in front of her and reached out pressing her leg even farther up in the air.

“Taffy you will fit yourself to your Mistress’s body, pussy to pussy.”

“No,” Sarah said clearly, Kimberly started lifting herself he pushed her back down. One quick slap across Sarah’s face and she started crying. “Woof,” she said meekly as she started to move into position. “Woof.”

Jason helped her as his wife lay on her stomach, he stroked her ass as their pussies kissed. Kimberly started panting. Jason smiled. He pulled their pussy lips together and the sausage slipped between their bodies half in Kimberly and half in his wives. “Fuck,” he growled low, “grip as hard as you can and fuck.”

The movements he watched made him harder, as Kimberly started to moan. “Don’t cum.” He encouraged Sarah with light slaps to shift and saw a light sweat starting to form. He smiled she was getting horny. Was it from the light swats or the pussy’s rubbing together, hummm or the sausage? He chuckled as Sarah moaned.

“Is the doggy getting hot?” He turned Sarah’s face and looked into her dazed eyes. “Does she love her mistress enough to warm up her food?”

“Woof.” He reached out and slipped his finger into her mouth.

“Suck it like it’s a cock Taffy, be a good bitch in heat for your Master.”

Jason waited he knew Kimberly could control her need. He thought it was time to show Sarah what she could do. He waited till her movements were frantic and jerked her away. Shoving the sausage in her deep. He started slapping her pussy forcefully. “Cum for me bitch.” He was holding Sarah tightly she couldn’t escape he saw the shock on her face as she started to respond. “Cum for me bitch.” He repeated it again and again till he felt her body convulsing. He made the slaps sharper and faster centering on her clit. She screamed and arched her head tossing back and forth. Slowly he stopped, pressed the sausage in deep and pressed her legs shut. “Good bitch.”

Jason motioned to Kimberly. “Without your hands eat your meal keeping your mouth against her flesh.”

Sarah trembled, as Kimberly rolled over and crawled forward. She buried her face in to her slaves cleft and pressed with her chin. Her tongue flicked out as the legs spread. The sausage slipped out easily but Kimberly pressed it back almost all the way in and started eating slowly. She pressed her lips up against her pet’s cunt. She could feel the little spasms running through Sarah’s body. Master’s lips pressed her ear. “Make her cum Kimberly, as many times as you can while you eat.”

Jason shifted sitting next to his slaves and smiled. He gently stroked Sarah’s back and Kimberly’s hair as she enthusiastically finished her meal. He watched as Kimberly grasped Sarah’s hips and kept her tightly held. The orgasms kept washing over Sarah’s body till she collapsed panting harshly, her eyes shut. Kimberly slowly lifted away. He saw her moisture covered face and chuckled. “Ummm kiss the princess awake and use lots of tongue. I want to see her juices on her face.”

Kimberly crawled over her pet gently flipping her. She cradled her head and laid her down skillfully. Jason reached between them cupping Kimberly’s breast as she worked. As Kimberly leaned forward his hand became sandwiched between the two women’s’ breasts. He felt his cock getting harder and leaned onto his side supporting his head with his left arm. It was a pleasure to see his dreams becoming reality.

Kimberly rubbed her wet face against her pet’s face, her pet, her slave, she thought. Master’s wife was her slave! She glanced at Master and saw how relaxed and happy he looked. The robe he’d grabbed on the way up the stairs lay open. She wanted to crawl toward him and show him how much she appreciated him but to really do that she had to obey him. She centered her self on Taffy again and started licking, rubbing and kissing.

Jason watched as his wife woke, responding immediately to Kimberly’s skillful caresses. His hand between the two felt the nipples of both responding. From where he reclined he could see the tongues moving wildly. He pulled his hand out slowly and lay on his back. “Worship my cock girls.” He said in a voice he barely recognized it was so husky.

He watched Kimberly help Sarah to his side. She instructed with motions, looks, few words. He knew it wouldn’t take long so he spoke as the first warm strokes of tongue touched him. “I want you both to wear my gift, master facials.” Kimberly smiled, Sarah looked confused but kept licking. He was surprised when Kimberly lifted and hurried away for a moment. She returned quickly with a pillow from the couch. He chuckled and pulled her in for a deep kiss as she knelt over him. He felt Sarah engulf him with her mouth and suck. He pulled Kimberly away and shifted her so he could see his wife watching him. She was jealous, working to be recognized. Kimberly smiled and joined Sarah, licking his balls.

Jason groaned not able to resist reaching out and touching them grabbing hair and pushing them in deeper. “Yes Taffy, as deep as you can go.” He ordered as he pressed his body deeper. Kimberly pressed her fingers under him the moment she pressed under his balls he exploded filling his wife’s mouth. “Don’t swallow,” he managed to force out with much effort. He felt Sarah struggle but she sucked in holding the cum. It took him a moment to get control especially when Kimberly pulled his balls in and licked. “Girl.” He barked then pulled her away seeing her smiling up at him. He took a couple of deep breaths.

“Kimberly help your pet and share my gift. I want to see it in her mouth then yours. Keep sharing till I tell you to stop.”

Jason could see the cum dripping down his cock and his wife’s chin. She wasn’t as skilled as Kimberly at this skill. He watched as Kimberly lowered her face and licked the drips on his body. She took him in totally pressing her nose against his hair. Then she suctioned clean his soft cock. He touched her when she got distracted and she hurried to obey him.

“Open your mouth Taffy, show Master his cum.” Jason wanted to chuckle at the look on his wife’s face as she opened her mouth wide, her eyes down, embarrassed. “Good girl,” Kimberly said stroking her breast. “Now on your knees over me and you’ll feed it to me.” Kimberly lay herself down on the floor and looked up into Sarah’s downcast eyes. She open her mouth wide and reached out. “Let me have him Taffy, I need to taste him.”

Jason flipped on his side again and enjoyed the site of the two women sharing his seed. Back and forth it went dripping in and out of the mouths. “Finish up girls.” he said stroking breasts. “Keep half Kimberly and both you come kneel before me and present my gift.”

He was hard again he thought as he watched Kimberly show by example. He reached in her wide open mouth and dipped his finger in his cum mixed with their spit. He then stroked his damp finger down her nose and moved to his wife doing the same. “You may swallow.” He watched Sarah’s face and was surprised to see no revulsion she seemed hot? He reached out as she swallowed and slipped his finger up inside her damp pussy. “Interesting, girl.” He pumped her till she had completely swallowed then pulled out and offered his wet finger. She opened and sucked it as she glanced at Kimberly who smiled.

“Kimberly I’m sure our pup needs to pee.” Sarah nodded her head and stood slowly. She reached over took the leash and slipped it back on her pet.

“Taffy,” Kimberly said looking down at her then squatting. “I’m so proud of you. You’re doing wonderful, being such an obedient pet. I need you to keep this up. No matter what you are asked to do. Do you understand Taffy?”

“Woof?” escaped Sarah’s mouth tentatively.

“It’s time to go pee, puppies pee outside Taffy. They even poop outside.”

They watched Sarah waiting for an explosion but instead her head dropped and she spoke. “Bark.” Kimberly and Jason’s eyes met, Jason smiled and waved her out. Kimberly grabbed a bag by the door and led Sarah out.

Kimberly led Sarah around the yard slowly. The grass was thick the wooden fence high. Jason stood watching as he leaned on the door frame. He watched as Kimberly stopped in the back and again knelt down and spoke. His wife lowered her head and a peed on the grass Kimberly stroked her back neither moved. He leaned forward, “Oh my gawd,” he whispered his mouth falling open. She’d emptied her bowels outside on the grass.

Kimberly pulled out wipes and cleaned her pet then stuffed it in a bag. She washed her hands on a wet one and then they walked again. He couldn’t believe what he had seen and chuckled to himself.

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

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WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.

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The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

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"Now Taffy, let's show master how you can fetch," Kimberly said. In her hand she held a medium-sized butt plug.

"Woof."

"Good Taffy. Fetch!" she said, tossing it across the yard. Sarah immediately scrambled after it on her hands and knees and retrieved it, bringing it back in her mouth. Jason nodded in approval. Awash in the pride of having so successfully served her master, Kimberly threw the plug to a different corner of the yard, and away Sarah went again, moving as quickly as she could on all fours, again bringing it back as a dog would a stick.

As Kimberly was playing fetch with the slut who just a day ago had been the biggest bitch of a wife the world had ever seen, a thought struck Jason. This remarkable transformation that Kimberly had effected was aided in no small part by Sarah's own nature. It was the perfectionist in her, the competitiveness, that was driving her to perform so earnestly. For all her faults, she could never be accused of doing things halfway. No here she was, being dominated by another woman, and her reaction at this point was to accept it and be the best slave she could be. The PERFECT slave. She never accepted anything less of herself than others - why should this be any different. She probably was already beginning to think of herself as a better slave than Kimberly, even though Jason knew she had a long way to go in that regard. Still, she was coming along nicely.

Sarah was panting now, running out of steam as she crawled closer. Jason saw this and told Kimberly that was enough.

"What else would Master like me to have Taffy do?" Kimberly had taken the butt plug from Sarah's mouth and was fingering it suggestively. Jason considered this for a moment.

"I have something else in mind," he said, motioning them both inside. Kimberly followed him in, with Sarah behind her, still on hands and knees. Jason led them through the kitchen to the bedroom.

"Taffy," he said, “go fetch the double-dildo from the basement.” Without hesitation, Sarah let out a bark went off on all fours.

Jason stared at Kimberly. This was a new test – the first moment Sarah had been alone since being captured in the limo. He stroked Kimberly's face and kissed her on the lips.

"You've done a marvelous job, my beautiful girl," he said.

She blushed at his praise. "Thank you Master. It means so much for me to please you."

Sarah returned to the room with the double dildo and dropped it at Jason's feet. He went to the nightstand and took out some lubricant and handed it to Kimberly.

Knowing intuitively what he wanted, she began to lube both of the dildos.

"You've shown me how the two of you can fuck pussy to pussy. Now I want you to try something a little different." He nodded at Kimberly and she moved behind Sarah and spread her ass cheeks.

"Just relax," Jason said. "Don't tense up."

Kimberly slowly applied pressure and Sarah, not used to having anything up her ass than the occasional finger (which prior to recent events had been her concept of kink), winced and blew out a breath through her mouth.

"Easy girl," Kimberly whispered, "just let it find its way in. I need you to push back."

Sarah complied, stiffening her back and flexing her leg muscles. Jason marveled at how well toned her thighs were, the way the quads and hamstrings stood out. All those years at the gym and on the tennis court had not been wasted.

"Ohhhhhh" Sarah said, involuntarily, as the tip of the dildo breached her hole and went into her ass.

Kimberly slowly applied more pressure, forcing the dildo into her ass inch by inch.

"You're doing great girl, almost there." And then she had it all the way in. Sarah's eyes were wide and she was panting, trying to adjust to the thick dildo up her ass. Of course, that left the other end of the dildo protruding, just sticking out for the taking.

Kimberly smiled at Master as she got down on all fours, ass to ass with Sarah, and reached around to position the free tip of the dildo at her asshole.

"Push back again, girl" she said, after lining up the tip. The two women pushed together and the tip went into Kimberly’s asshole. She breathed slowly, controlled, a long smooth exhale as the dildo entered her ass and slid in until it was buried. The women's ass cheeks were now touching.

"Now fuck," Jason said. It was a bit awkward at first, start and stop, as Kimberly knew what she was doing but Sarah did not. The two women rocked back and forth on their hands and knees, connected at the ass by the double dildo.

Their assholes slid up and down it, the skin of their ass cheeks slapping with each thrust. Slowly they began to find a rhythm.

Their faces were a study in contrast. Kimberly's eyes were hooded in pleasure, a wry smile on her lips.

Sarah, on the other hand, was like a dog (no pun intended) in heat, getting into it with each thrust, uncontrolled pleasure on her face. Jason stood in front of her, his hard cock in her face.

"Woof," she said.

"Yes Taffy, you may suck it."

Sarah took him in her mouth and began to go to work as she fucked back against the dildo. She worked him expertly, licking and sucking, until he pulled back and walked around to let Kimberly have a taste.

"Mmmmm Master may this slave please suck your cock?" she asked.

"Yes Kimberly."

She began to work on him, licking his balls then moving up to the long shaft, licking it up and down before taking it in her mouth. Standing as he was, Jason had an excellent view of his two slaves ass fucking each other with a shared dildo. The sight turned him on so much it was hard to control himself -impossible in fact as he exploded in Kimberly's mouth. She greedily took in all of his cum as he held her by the hair.

Kimberly was cumming too, this taste of cum putting her over the edge, moaning loudly as his cock slipped from her mouth. Sarah was grunting and moaning, pushing back against Kimberly, as if it were a contest to see who could fuck harder. They both cried out as the thrusting reached a crescendo, their asses slapping together as the sweat dripped from their foreheads.

For a moment it was quiet in the room, the only sound the hard breathing of the two women, both of them still all fours.

"Rise, Kimberly," Jason said. Kimberly gingerly worked herself free from the dildo - it came out with a plop - and stood before him. Sarah remained in position.

"Sarah, you may remove the dildo from your ass and stand as well." She glanced up at Jason, and he nodded at her. "Yes, I called you Sarah, not Taffy."

"Thank you Master," she said, working the dildo free and standing before him. "This slave just wanted to make sure she understood." She stood proudly next to Kimberly, a few inches taller, her big breasts held out proudly, as if this were perfectly natural. Jason kissed Kimberly on the lips, then Sarah.

"Kimberly, I would like you to clean your slave. Inside and out."

"Yes Master."

"In fact, I think I should like to watch."

"Of course Master, anything you wish."

"And when you are finished, your slave can bathe you."

"Yes Master."

"Once I have my two beautiful slaves all nice and clean, I have something in mind I think you both will enjoy immensely."

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Kimberly led Sarah with the leash across the house. She was proud to see Sarah kept up with her watching her closely. She reached with her free hand and took her hand in hers. “You’ll feel better after we are all cleaned up.”

“Thank, you.” Sarah said in a soft gentle voice without looking up.

The bathroom was huge and set up with special features. A large tile shower with glass doors filled the corner. A padded sawhorse bench sat next to the stool. A nicely stuffed loveseat and ottoman sat close to the big whirlpool tub. “Up, Sarah,” Kimberly said gently leading her up and over the highest point of the sawhorse bench. She carefully attached Sarah’s cuffs to each corner. “Are you comfortable?” Kimberly asked stroking Sarah’s hair away from her face. “You can just lay your cheek down girl.”

Jason watched from the loveseat letting his robe fall open as he stretched out and lifted his feet. He watched Kimberly gently stroke his wife then move to a closet and roll out an IV stand. An enema bucket setup hung from the tall stand. “What is it Mistress,” Sarah asked nervously.

“The way to clean out my sweet little pet’s bowels.”

Jason saw Sarah blush and bury her face in the deep cushion. Then she turned and watched her Mistress. “Will it hurt, I’ve always…”

Kimberly stopped her preparation and walked back to her slaves head and knelt looking her in the eyes. “I won’t lie to you Sarah. It will be uncomfortable but if you will relax and obey I will make it as pleasant as I can. You have been an obedient pet and have made me proud.”

“Thank you mistress.” Kimberly leaned forward and kissed her forehead gently stroking her hair again.

Jason couldn’t help himself and reached down and stroked himself once then lifted his arm back up to the back of the love seat.

Kimberly stood and moved around filling the bucket positioning the IV stand with the little table attached to it. “Sarah relax,” Kimberly stroked Sarah’s ass again and again. She shifted her a bit so her pussy was free of the padding and available. Slowly she lubricated her tight ass as she stroked her pussy lip, her inner and outer thighs. Jason could see Sarah start to shift and press into Kimberly’s hand. Kimberly slowly worked her pinky into Sarah’s rocking ass. Sarah moaned and rocked again pushing Kimberly’s finger in deeper. The moan that escaped her mouth caused Jason’s hands to drop to his lap. He stroked himself and smiled.

“Sarah,” Kimberly said slipping the enema tub in replacing her finger. “I need you to stay relaxed for me. The sensation will be different but I’ll help you through it.” Sarah’s eyes widened as she was filled slowly with the body temperature water. “It’s just a little water and soap, it won’t hurt or sting.” She glanced toward her master as she spoke remembering a punishment he’d given her with more than just water and soap inside her. He smiled and stroked his hard cock remembering himself.

“Mistress,” Sarah spoke sounding distressed. Jason noted Kimberly had already clamped the hose, done filling her.

“Relax,” she stroked Sarah’s pussy with her entire hand. Sarah moaned loudly confused by the conflicting feelings bombarding her body. Kimberly worked smoothly encouraging Sarah. “Now tense really tight while I trade out the hose for a plug.”

“Mistress?”

“You can do it girl, now.” The leakage was minimal as she plunged the lubricated butt plug in. She set her finger on the base of the plug and started stroking Sarah again. The moaning and begging that followed grew from a quiet mewing to loud moans. “Sarah,” Kimberly said as she slowed her movements. “I’m going to hold a bucket and you are going to release your waste into it.”

Jason saw Sarah’s face grow scarlet. “Mistress, please couldn’t I…”

Kimberly quick sharp slap stopped her words. “Sarah?” she said firmly.

“Yes Mistress do with me as you will.”

Kimberly moved closer and hugged Sarah’s body she kissed her shoulder, “Such a good girl. I’m so proud of you.”

The waste was rinsed off with a trickle of water from the enema bucket before Kimberly set the second bucket down and covered it. “Now one more time to make sure you are completely clean.” Sarah sobbed softly as she was filled again, Kimberly inserting the plug quickly. “I believe you deserve an orgasm Sarah.” She glanced at Master who nodded. “Hold tight so the plug doesn’t come out and embarrass you.

“Sir if you would move to Sarah’s head she would gladly service you at the same time.” Jason realize just how hot he was and stood as she pulled a tall chair out of the closet, he was glad he’d taken the pill Kimberly had suggested to keep him ready.

He reached out and kissed Kimberly, “You think of everything slave.” He felt her pleasure as she seated him stroking his body gently. She dropped her head kissing his chest, stomach then the tip of his cock before she drew it into her mouth expertly. He groaned and she pulled away shifting Sarah’s headrest out of the way letting Sarah’s mouth drop to her husband’s body. Kimberly moved back to Sarah’s ass and pressed on the butt plug. “I’ll hold this you concentrate on Master girl.”

Kimberly new Master wouldn’t be long she could tell by his moans so she stroked Sarah enthusiastically. The moment she heard Master cumming she did a number of things at once. She lifted the bucket knocking the lid aside she hooked it angling it with her knee. She pinched Sarah’s clit viciously as she pulled the plug with the other hand. Sarah’s body evacuated and orgasmed at the same moment.

Kimberly saw her struggling to swallow as she thrashed in her bonds. Kimberly shifted her grip on Sarah’s clit to encourage more contractions and shoved one finger in Sarah’s empty ass, she added another fucking her ass enthusiastically helping her entire body to come to a wild anal orgasm. Master groaned loudly as Sarah’s enthusiasm emptied him of every last drop.

Kimberly smiled as she set the lid back on the bucket near the stool. She freed Sarah’s body as it twitched. Master seemed as incapacitated, his eyes shut his hand on his wife’s head. “Master?” she asked smiling at him. He grabbed her to him and kissed her deeply. She giggled as he shifted freeing himself to lift her in his arms and hold her to his body for a moment.

“I am so pleased,” he murmured against her again and again. He plopped down on the loveseat with her and smiled into her face. “So very pleased. Finish up my little slut and I’ll put you both to bed.”

“Ummmmm Master she murmured against him and wiggled out of his arms hurrying to her work.

“Sarah take care of your waste in the stool while I get things ready.” Jason watched Sarah through barely open eyes as she looked at the bucket then at Kimberly. Her mouth moved but she didn’t speak what she thought, instead she lifted the bucket and emptied it. “Rinse it here,” Kimberly said pointing to the shower. “Dump it again. Then wash it.”

He saw Kimberly preparing the shower and watched the two women working together. He sighed happily and lifted his feet. Kimberly started the water in the big tub and stepped back to the shower calling Sarah over. “Let me see how you did?” She reached out and sniffed the bucket. She flipped the shower on a moment letting a little water fill it, then stopped. “Drink it.” She said holding the bucket out back to Sarah.

“Mistress?” Sarah hesitantly reached out.

“If you did the job properly why are you hesitating to obey me slut?”

Sarah grabbed the bucket and lifted it. Jason chuckled as some dripped down her face and body, but she drank. “Did you do the job properly Sarah?” Kimberly asked sternly.

“Yes Mistress,” she murmured looking up surprised. Kimberly pulled her in and kissed her. Jason chuckled again as he saw the tongues come into play.

“Umm, ok now for your shower,” Jason could see Kimberly was starting to loose some of her composer, exhaustion and sexual need starting to get a foothold in her mind. “Stretch up,” Kimberly said reaching to fasten Sarah’s cuffs.

“Mistress, I won’t fight you.”

Kimberly stroked her cheek and smiled, “This way you can relax in the bondage and not worry about anything. I want to make your life as pleasurable as I can pet.”

“Mistress,” Sarah said. Jason saw her reach out with her free hand and pull in Kimberly and kiss her cheek. “Thank you Mistress.” She whispered.

Jason watched Kimberly as she washed his wife toe to head. Sarah came from the shower squeaky clean. During the washing Kimberly had stopped and helped him into the big tub turning the jets on and dripping his favorite oil in. He sighed as she watched her walking his wife toward him. “May we wash you sir,” she asked smiling from behind Sarah.

“Yes slaves, wash me.”

Jason reached out and stroked the two women. “Wash Kimberly,” he said gently as he saw her yawn. “I’ll walk Sarah through drying me.”

Kimberly actually looked at him skeptically for just a moment then smiled and stood. “Yes master. Sarah treat Master very gently.” She turned and hurried to the shower.

Jason looked down at his wife and stood. Her mouth opened for his cock but he chuckled and shook his head. “No pet, towel,” he said pointing. He saw her blush as she turned and stood. The water falling off her luscious breasts made his tired cock twitch and he chuckled. Life was sweet.

Kimberly and Sarah hurried in the room their hair dried and braided down their backs. He looked up from his book and motioned toward the bed. “Kimberly lay down spread eagle.” He lifted her cuffs and slowly started applying them.

“Sir I could help?” Sarah said at his side. She sounded a bit eager even.

“It wouldn’t be proper for you to restrain your mistress. She is my Slave so my responsibility. You are her slave, but mine through her.”

“Yes sir,” Sarah sounded a bit disappointed but stepped back watching carefully.

Jason stretched her tightly, watching Kimberly’s face for discomfort. He knew she found the pain as almost as important as the pleasure she received at his hand. “Girl,” he leaned in smiling at her and kissed her forehead. “I am so proud of you. Tonight you will sleep on my bed receiving pleasure along with just this touch of discomfort. If you want, you may just lay and enjoy. If you want to put out effort and give pleasure you may but I do not demand or even really expect or want you to do anything but enjoy yourself.” He turned and kissed her lips his hand slipping between her legs. He chuckled against her lips she was already dripping. Slowly he crawled over her, nibbling her skin, her breasts, nipples. She quickly began to moan and writhe under him.

Jason licked her, stroked her, caused her to almost scream in frustration as he worked over every part of her body. Sarah stood quietly watching waiting, wondering. Jason slipped between Kimberly’s legs and licked a long line Kimberly screamed out her body trembling. Jason dove into her his cock skewering her trying to embed himself totally. The orgasms came together violently leaving them both gasping.

“I’m very proud of you,” he whispered in her ear as he regained his breath. “You’ve changed my life girl, you’ve changed our lives.”

“Sir,” she said with a light breathy voice. “Shouldn’t I be her slave sir. She is your wife?”

Jason chuckled and kissed her face. “I know what I’m doing. Trust your Master to make the decisions.” He enjoyed watching her blush and smile up at him. “Now, you will spend the night being pleasured.” He rolled off her after a light quick kiss.

“Sarah,” Jason motioned and she hurried forward. She dropped to her knees and cleaned his softening rod while he stroked her hair. “Enough, I want you up on your mistress, you will clean her out and pleasure her with your tongue tonight.” He felt himself becoming hard again and attributed it to the pill and his beautiful wife working so diligently while kneeling at his feet. He stroked her hair gently for a time till his hands clenched in her hair of their own accord. He pulled her in till she gagged around him. Her response made him harden farther she accommodated him without struggling against him.

He relaxed his hold and pushed her away the look of concern on her face made him stroke her cheek and smile. “Up on the bed over your mistress, we aren’t done yet.”

Jason stretched Sarah out face down over Kimberly, pussy to face, pulling her tightly using the cuffs she wore so well. Their bodies pressed together made a sexy portrait. “Sarah lower your face to your mistress’s cunt make her wet.” He stepped up on the bed, between his wives legs. He lowered himself Kimberly’s tongue was reaching for him before she could even hope to touch him. He slowly knelt shifting till his balls rested on Kimberly’s mouth. His cock twitched as she started her ministrations. He placed the tube of lubrication on Sarah’s back and slowly fondled her tight ass, kneading it as if it were clay under his fingers.

He watched his wives head shifting, listening to her enthusiastic lapping and opened a condom slipping it on, then the tube of spiced lubricant dripping it on his wives tight little rosette. Her reaction was instantaneous. “Back to work Sarah.” He popped her bottom enjoying the strong cinnamon smell as she lowered her head moaning.

Slowly Jason entered her ass, in and out teasing until it was deep inside her and her moans were loud. Kimberly was panting against his balls as she licked. Sarah was writhing between them her bowels burning the liquid also dripping down into her pussy making her body respond wildly. He spent his time with slow long strokes drawing out his orgasm, but when Kimberly started screaming into his tightened balls he knew he’d lost it and harshly fucked Sarah’s ass till he emptied himself completely. He felt Sarah tightening and realized she was experiencing an other orgasm. He reached down and pressed hard on her spice scented clit. Jason enjoyed her screams as she came all over his hand her juices filling his palm.

Jason laughed out loud as his wife lay over his slave her face buried deep in Kimberly’s pussy. She was lapping loudly. He looked at the special butt plug he’d slipped deep in his wife’s cum filled ass. He hooked the wires to it carefully. He ran the main wire to the box on the beds side table.

He watched as the metal butt plug went off on the half hour mark. Sarah’s body convulsed the lapping became more enthusiastic. Sarah’s body so stretched over Kimberly’s was a beautiful sight. Especially when the electricity encouraged her on. Tonight would be long for Sarah, even Kimberly would find it a challenge. So many orgasms, so much pleasure could in itself be pain, something she found fed her need.

Jason snuggled deeper into the big soft sofa and shut his eyes, “Ummmm, life is good.” He mumbled to no one in particular.

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