Dawn & Dianne practically Identical Twins

Author’s Note; ADULT’S ONLY The characters in this story are entirely fictitious, but some of the elements of the tale are not..

By

Whipsaw

Chapter One

I watched interestedly as they strolled down the sidewalk, both of them were very attractive, blonde hair over blue eyes. I estimated their measurements at 42DD-26-38. Both had that peaches and cream complexion that is so attractive to me. They would be about twenty years old now, and they were identical twins.

I had known them for years, since they had moved into the neighborhood with their mom. Their mom had died almost three weeks ago, everyone in the neighborhood had attended the funeral. Their mother had been a well liked member of our little community.

As they passed my home, I told them hello and they responded. I went back inside and began to install a “pony” in the play area. I was shaping the beam into a v-shape when the doorbell rang. I have been practicing Bdsm for several years but at present I did not own a slave.

I exited the room, closing the door behind me.

I opened the door to find the twins standing there, one was looking into my eyes while the other had her eyes downcast.

I invited them inside and asked them to sit.

Dawn continued to stare at the floor as Dianne said, “this is very awkward for us, please be patient.”

I was intrigued and replied, “relax Dianne, I will help you in any way that I can.”

She thanked me then gathered herself and said, “there is a rumor that you are involved in tying women and sometimes even whipping them.”

I responded, “yes Dianne I am but it’s consensual, the women agree to everything that happens to them and they sign a contract.”

She nodded and paused then said, “and then you have sex with them?”

I wondered where this was leading, “yes Dianne I do, as many times as possible……..what is this about?”

Instead of answering she asked another question, “do you use protection?”

I was becoming exasperated and said, “sometimes yes, Dianne you have just lost your mother and you may not be thinking clearly.”

Chapter Two

She sat quietly without moving and then spoke, “I accidentally found a message log on the computer.” adding “Dawn has been talking to a guy and he wants her to be his Bdsm slave!”

She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “please help us!”

That was a surprise, I had never known either one of them to go on a date but she was asking, so I said “how can I help?”

She spoke resolutely, “I will not let her meet someone from the internet and get murdered!”

I had to agree, so I spoke to dawn, “Dawn it is very dangerous and you have no idea about these people, he could be a serial killer.”

Then I told Dianne, “there are safeguards that can be employed to ensure her safety.”

Dianne said grimly, “no, no way, not ever.”

I heard Dawn sniffle as if she were crying.

Dianne spoke harshly, “shut up, you can’t cry enough for me to change my mind!”

I said, “Dianne, what do you want me to do about this situation?”

She looked past me and then said, “I want you to be her Bdsm boss.”

My cock twitched but this was a situation that I needed to handle very carefully.

I answered, “Dianne are you sure about this?” and “because once I start training her, there will be no going back.”

Dianne stared at her sister for a long time and said, “I love her and I want her to be happy.” then paused, “and if being tied and whipped makes her happy……………….”

Dianne spoke again, “wait….there is one more thing.”

I asked, “and what is this thing?”

She looked embarrassed and said, “I have to be present at any time you do the Bdsm stuff.” hastily adding, “don’t get me wrong, I will not participate but I have to know that she is not being seriously hurt.”

She looked defiantly at me and said, “and under no circumstances will Dawn and I do anything sexual!”

I looked at Dawn and asked, “Dawn, do you want to be enslaved?

She quietly answered, “yes, I want it.”

I continued, “have you ever been involved in a Bdsm scene?”

She spoke almost inaudibly, “no, I have never had sex.”

Chapter Three

That wasn’t a surprise at all.

I wanted to be sure, “no whippings or being bound, tied or

restrained?”

She said, “no. nothing like that.” But then she added while looking sideways at Dianne, “but I have masturbated and fantasized about thing like that.”

I looked at Dianne and said, “please do not interrupt me, because I have something important to say.”

I said, “if I take Dawn, she will be trained my way….for me to use. Obedience and Discipline first, discipline as in whippings, floggings, clamps and other means of causing her pain.”

Then I said, “I will not inflict serious injuries nor will I do anything that might cause her death.” adding, “I will not cause bleeding or leave scars, but be certain about this.” “she is going to hurt badly, her back, ass, tits, legs and cunt will be punished.” finishing with, “ and she will wear a tattoo showing that I am her owner.”

I paused and said, “and she will perform sexual acts on selected individuals………….male and female.”

Dianne said quietly and disgustedly, “so sick!”

I looked at Dawn and could see that her face was flushed with excitement.

Dianne sounded alarmed as she said, “but what about aids and other diseases?”

I answered, “we take precautions, everyone involved is tested regularly for STD’s including HIV and circulates their latest test results at every party.”

Dianne still wasn’t satisfied, I think she was trying to find a reason to prevent her sister from beginning training.

I asked Dianne, “do you know anything about consensual Bdsm?”

She answered, “it seems to me that the women are objects, playthings for some man to use and enjoy, no feelings or care, just animalistic rut!”

I answered, “that is because you didn’t bother to learn anything about the lifestyle.”

I continued, “first it is a relationship and there is caring. A Master is responsible for the slave’s welfare, physically, emotionally and mentally.” adding “he has to be in control of himself at all times, the slave can let go and trust their Master not to go overboard.”

She seemed interested so I continued, “A Master cannot be distracted or allow emotions like anger, rage, lust or jealousy to influence him.”

I continued “The Bdsm lifestyle is by it’s nature symbiotic, the Master appeals to the masochistic side of the slave and the slave appeals to the Master’s sadism the same concept applies to domination and submission.” and, “Dianne, we don’t use the word love to disguise our lust, but we do care deeply about each other and in many cases love does play a part, many Masters and slaves are married.”

I informed her, “and the activities I described are only one form of Bdsm, there are many levels, activities and intensities.” The extreme end of so-called Bdsm is mental cases acting out their fantasies without any consideration regarding their partners safety or welfare.

I added, “if it is not consensual then it’s forced slavery and that is illegal………also it is wrong!”

Dianne said, “well the guy on the net said that slaves have no rights at all!”

I responded, “Dianne every human being has the right to live, also to try and be happy, I have heard the same non-sense myself.” I continued, “that was probably started by some guy that wanted to get laid easily and quickly.”

I made a short list, then I said, “go to these websites and read, they will help you understand.”

Chapter Four

She took the note and said, “can we come back tomorrow?”

I replied. “sure, I should be home.”

As they left Dawn demurely smiled at me.

She had always been a pleasant young lady, if this worked out I might have a 24/7 relationship.

I returned to the playroom and finished the pony. I suspended it with chains attached to a hoist, so that the height could be adjusted.

That night my friend Larry visited me and I told him about the twins.

He advised me, “watch your ass, I’ll bet the first time you smack Dawn’s ass, Dianne will freak.” adding “and if she calls the cops, then it will cause you all kinds of trouble!”

I responded, “I have thought about that, but I am going to risk it.” adding “Dawn is a sweetheart and I do not want some freak to mess her up.”

Larry studied me and said, “you like this one, don’t you?”

I nodded and spoke, “I really do, she has a good package…….brains, looks, body, personality…………..”

Larry laughed, “I’ll be damned, Abe is falling for a slave who would have thought that!”

I smiled, “yeah ok, I just hope it does work out.”

Larry said, “yeah me too pard, best of luck with both of them.”

I was hoping that they would return the next morning, but lunch time rolled around with not a glimpse of them.

I had finished my lunch and was contemplating washing the dishes when the door-bell chimed. I eagerly went to the door and there they were. Both dressed in jeans with tight tee shirts.

I asked them to come into the kitchen and we could talk as I washed the dishes.

I began to fill the sink when Dawn asked, “can I do that for you…….sir?”

I replied, “sure young lady.”

Dianne said, “she has been reading junk on the internet. Is she really supposed to call you sir?”

I replied, “as a submissive she shows her respect by using the correct form of address and if she becomes my slave then she will say Master.”

Chapter Five

Dianne said, “I read where it is a sign of respect, but I have also read that respect must be earned.”

I replied, “there so many viewpoints expressed on the net that it becomes confusing sometimes, but to me you cannot earn respect on the net.” adding “the only way to earn respect and especially trust is in real life.”

Dianne asked, “you said there is caring in Bdsm, yet you are going to hurt my sister!”

I answered, “yes I am” I looked into her eyes and continued, “because she wants me too and because it heightens my sexual excitement.”

She thought about that and spoke, “and you care?”

I responded, “absolutely, I will be careful not to cause serious injury.” I continued, “I will inspect her body to make sure that they are not any injuries before a session starts, I will monitor her reactions to the pain and stop if I feel that she might really get hurt.”

adding, “And after the session ends, I will calm her and provide her with aftercare.”

Dianne asked, “what about a safe word.”

I replied, “if she wants one then I will allow it, but Dianne no slave has ever needed a safe word with me.”

She looked a bit relieved and said, “can I see your torture stuff?”

I answered, “come with me.”

I showed her the various things in the room X-frame, cage, hanging chains, shackles. She examined the pain toys with interest.

Finally she lifted a riding crop and offered it to me then spoke, “hit me with this.”

I snapped, “hit yourself Dianne!”

I was getting perturbed with Dianne and spoke, “Dianne you come to me asking for me to dominate your sister, then you are critical of every aspect of my lifestyle.” and “and yet you are making her decisions, you snap at her when she voices an opinion, you Dianne are thoroughly dominating your sister”

Before she could speak I snapped, “without fulfilling even one of her needs or even trying to see her side of this matter.”

Chapter Six

I ushered Dianne out of the playroom and said brusquely, “go home and make another decision for Dawn then let me know what it is, you can phone me the results, Dianne excuse me as I am angry now…….so just go home!”

Dianne was looking at me angrily but remained silent as she ushered Dawn out of my house.

I sat heavily in my chair and thought, “great, you just blew that to

hell!”

I did not hear from either of them for four days. Then on the fifth day at about 8:00P.M. the phone rang.

I answered and heard Dawn’s voice say, “Sir could we come to your house?” adding “Dianne promises to behave.”

I was thrilled and agreed to Dawn’s request.

In a few minutes they arrived, Dianne in jeans and tee-shirt, but Dawn was gorgeous. Her hair was loose and her skin glowed, the red lipstick, light green eye-shadow with a hint of blush on her lovely dimpled cheeks made such a beautiful picture.

She was dressed in a short tight skirt rising above her pretty knees and a tight blouse. That bra she was wearing had to be at least one size too small. Her gorgeous tits straining as if they would burst out of it. She was wearing black spiked heels with sheer black stockings.

She smiled and waited to be invited inside, as she passed I caught the exciting aroma of her perfume.

Dianne entered and sat on the couch looking agitated. I knew she was going to be really agitated in a bit.

Dawn stood watching me as I gave my first order, “Dawn kneel here at my feet and cross your ankles.”

She took two steps and sank gracefully to her knees.

I said, “first Dawn we will review your contract of consensual slavery.” I had placed clauses to cover pain, humiliation, sexual acts along with guarantees of her safety and an cancellation clause that could be used by either party.

After I finished explaining the document, she then read the contract and asked, “may I sign it now, Sir?”

I said, “you don’t have any questions?”

She lowered her eyes as she spoke, “no Sir, I want you to be my Master, if that would please you Sir.”

Dianne shook her head ruefully as Dawn signed.

Then I spoke to Dianne, “now we will review your contract.”

Dianne said, “excuse me, I don’t think so.”

I replied, “it is not a slavery contract, it’s a non-interference contract.”

She snapped, “what is it”

I said matter-of-factly, “unless your sister is in imminent danger, you will not by word, action, deed, facial expression or by any other means interfere with her training.”

Chapter Seven

She paused and then said stubbornly, “I will not sign that!”

Dawn said plaintively, “sis you promised, please I need this so badly…….please Dianne, please.”

Dianne deflated and said sadly, “I want to read it.”

She read and signed the paper without another word.

I told Dawn, “go to the playroom, remove all of your clothing except for the stockings and heels.”

In a small voice she said, “I will obey, Master.”

Dianne watched as Dawn obeyed and exited the room.

I said to Dianne, “if you do interfere then I will ask you to leave and continue the session without you.”

A look of helplessness came over face and I could hear the stress that she was feeling.

She responded in a neutral tone, “Abe, I love her…….she is part of me and if you really hurt her, I will……………..”

I finished her statement with, “kill me Dianne?”

As her eyes bored into mine they were as cold as ice and she said emphatically, “yes Abe, I will kill you!”

She disgustedly shook her head and went to join her sister.

I followed Dianne into the room and was astounded by the sight of Dawn’s naked and gorgeous body.

Her tits, even as large as they were jutted out proudly from her body with large erect nipples. She had a flat stomach with slight muscle ridges showing and that beautiful ass swelling out from her waist. The heels that she was wearing had her calf muscles contracted. And those long legs terminated at a cute pussy devoid of hair.

Chapter Eight

I spoke to Dawn, “hands behind your head and interlace the fingers with your feet shoulder width apart.” adding, “that is the inspection position, remember it……..do not move Dawn!”

She stood motionless as I checked all of her joints, applying pressure firmly to every joint see if that caused her pain.

I made doubly sure by saying, “Dawn if I do anything that causes you pain during the inspection, you will speak immediately.”

She softly said, “I will obey, Master.”

Using my hands I pressed against her back, stomach and ribcage in various places.

In order to humiliate her I pulled her mouth open and checked her teeth thoroughly.

I explored her titties with my hands and leaned down and sucked a nipple into my mouth as she gasped. I twisted the nipple on the other titty and felt her tense. I alternately tightened and loosened my grip on the nipple. I felt the nipple in my mouth growing and hardening.

Standing upright I moved my hand down that flat muscular stomach to her cunt. I slid a finger and she moved against my hand, her cunt was wet.

I spoke, “Dawn you liked the pain didn’t you?”

She replied, “yes oh yes, I have dreamed and wanted……..yes Master I like the pain!”

I went to my wall locker and got a locking collar then went and sat in a chair.

I commanded Dawn, “crawl to me.” Once she was at my feet I made her face away from me and attached the collar then locked it into place.

I explained, “Dawn, this is a training collar, it shows only that you are being considered for my service.” and, “it can be removed just as quickly as it was attached.”

She gave me an apprehensive look and spoke, “I will try very hard to learn and please you, Master.”

I said, “I am sure that you will prove to be an excellent slave.”

I had been watching Dianne out of the corner of my eyes and she had done well, remaining quiet and fairly still.

Chapter Nine

I ordered Dawn to crawl to a frame set into the floor. It was a simple arrangement made of metal bars similar to gymnastics’ parallel bars. There were cuff attachments set at different points on the frame.

When she arrived at the frame I had her stand then attached cuffs to her wrists and ankles. I chose a thin flexible switch that had been cut from an oak branch just two days earlier.

I looked at Dianne pointedly and swung the switch downwards. It made a hissing sound as it cut through the air.

I spoke to Dawn, “I am going to whip you, after each strike you will thank me and say, Master I am your slave. “

She nodded in agreement.

Then I rolled her stockings down to her ankles and my first strike landed slightly above the ankles. I used measured, forceful strokes as I moved up to her beautiful ass, then my strokes became harder leaving welts as she took twenty hard strikes. Her ass had red stripes from side to side and it was an exhilarating sight and I had a very tight erection that was painful.

Dawn was crying profusely now as I released and cuddled her, speaking soothingly and quietly.

I slowly eased Dawn onto her knees and asked, “have you ever sucked a cock, slave?”

She answered as expected, “no Master,” and then quickly added, “but I want to suck yours.”

She looked expectantly at me and it was such a rush having this beautiful virgin asking to serve me.

I commanded, “kneel and remove my shorts then take my cock into your hand, I will give you instructions as to what I want.”

She complied and knelt there with downcast eyes.

I said, “Dawn lick the area around my cock, including the pubic hair and then thoroughly explore my balls with you tongue.”

I heard the door slam as Dianne left the room.

If Dawn noticed her sister’s departure it did not affect her performance. She moved her tongue, gagging when she began to lick my pubic hair but she paused only to recover and then would restart.

I guided her to the base of my shaft and ordered Dawn to lick up to the tip and clean the precum from it. She began and I ordered her to use more tongue and she fully extended that delightful organ then used it like a mop to cover my shaft.

I inserted my cock about 2 inches into her mouth and told her to slowly swirl her tongue around the glans. I ordered her to slightly part her lips if necessary to supplement her breathing.

Chapter Ten

Even as inexperienced as she was, that tongue was getting to me.

I had deliberately not thrust into her mouth, but that was about to change.

I spoke, “Dawn, I am going to begin to stroke your mouth, you will have to concentrate and relax your throat muscles, as I want all of my cock inside your mouth.”

She shifted her knees in order to change her position, preparing to perform this new and probably scary task.

I decided to make it a little easier for her to deep throat me and moved her to the exam table. She lay on her back with her head hanging over the edge as this straightened her throat tunnel.

I took my position and reinserted my cock then began to stroke, slowly at first my balls brushing against her hair. I cautiously stroked deeper and deeper, while she failed to take all of the eight inches it wasn’t because of lack of effort.

Her tongue was hungrily exploring my shaft and I was responding, my breathing rate increased and I began to sweat profusely. My balls felt as hard as stones and were getting tight.

I warned Dawn, “I will cum soon, be ready.”

She began to move her head from side to side and pressing my shaft with her tongue.

I began to cum into her mouth and she swallowed too fast, causing her to choke but somehow she managed to control herself. She took every drop, even watching my cock after I removed it from her mouth and licking any residual cum as it appeared on the tip.

After we rested a bit, I applied an soothing unguent to Dawn’s ass and legs. I made her follow me to the bathroom on all fours then hold my cock and caress my ass as I urinated into the bowl.

We both remained nude as we entered the living room, Dawn was still on all fours.

Dianne was sitting in a chair, with every molecule of her body exuding disgust.

As I sat and allowed Dawn to sit at my feet, Dianne snapped, “enjoy yourself, Mr. Dominate BDSM Master!”

I replied, “either be civil or you will leave my home Dianne!”

She snapped again, “is the Bdsm rut over?”

I answered angrily, “yes, goodbye Dianne!”

She looked at Dawn and said, “I will be back in the morning.”

Dawn answered mildly, “I love you Dianne.”

I think Dianne had tears in her eyes as she left my home, I know that Dawn did.

Chapter Eleven

Dawn rested her head on my knee and spoke softly, “Master may this one speak, please?”

I answered, “yes slave.”

She thought and said, “Master, Dianne resents you……no one has ever come between us……..that makes her so afraid.”

I replied, “it is not my desire to cause problems between the two of you.”

She responded, “Master you might not believe this…………but we share feelings, emotions and we can feel the other‘s physical pain, even if we are miles apart.” adding “because Dianne is a part of me………but Dianne is not me, Master!”

Adding quickly, “Master please do not give up on me, please allow Dianne the time to adjust and accept me, my lifestyle and you………...”

I hesitated a bit and thought, then spoke, “slave, I want to own you forever.”

She gave me a brilliant smile and nestled her head against me.

I laid out Dawns’ daily routine, she was forbidden clothes, given daily tasks to perform and then I answered several questions that she had. The tasks included learning about the erogenous areas of a mans’ body and writing an essay on safe, safe and consensual Bdsm. Also, I ordered her to enter different chat-rooms each day and write a report on what she encountered there.

After I finished, she asked to speak again and I gave her permission, “when will Master take my virginity?”

I replied, “I will not take it for a while.”

She looked disappointed but did not answer.

I had her she run my bath and wash me, then herself.

She slept on the floor chained to my bed that night.

The next morning I had some things to do in town and Dawn asked for permission to enter her favorite chat-room. She wanted to visit with a couple of submissive friends.

I told her to complete her tasks and she could do so.

Chapter Twelve

I was delayed getting back home until after lunch, due to a glitch in renewing my home owners insurance policy that took two hours to resolve.

When I entered my home I heard Dawn crying, thinking that she had fought with her sister, I steeled myself and went into my den. She was sitting at the computer with tears rolling down her face.

I moved to her side and asked, “what’s wrong with my pretty girl?”

She sniffled and said, “I am so sorry, so sorry………I am stupid.” She began to cry earnestly and I tried to soothe her in order to get an answer.

Finally I used my sternest voice and demanded an answer.

She was still sniffling as she spoke, “He won’t let me leave the chatroom!” quickly adding, “Dianne got angry and left me alone……oh I’m stupid, so stupid.”

I asked, “who is he?”

She said, “the Master that wanted me to be his slave, I told him that you were training me, but he said that you had no rights to me.” and “he had me first and I didn’t have a choice!” adding, “and when I tried to leave he refused to let me go and ordered me to shut my fucking mouth!”

I told her to move away from the computer then typed a nasty message to the jerk and clicked ignore.

Dawn was on her knees and tears were dripping off her chin and she spoke plaintively, “Master, I just wanted to learn things to surprise and please you………I knew that he couldn’t stop me from leaving!”

Her head dropped lower as she spoke, “but I couldn’t do it…….I don’t like him nor do I want him………..but I just could not disobey!”

I knew that Dawn was an intelligent, rational and thoughtful young lady.

I also knew that this was Dawn the submissive speaking from her heart, being totally honest with her Master.

Then her head lifted and she said, “beat me with a cane, torture me, I deserve any punishment you choose, my Master!”

I spoke, “I will consider your punishment, but first you and I are going to have a little talk.”

I went into the playroom and placed six bottle caps on the floor, with their serrated facing upwards. Three in one spot and three about 2 ½ feet away.

I commanded, “Dawn kneel, make sure your knees completely cover the caps.” She knelt and grimaced as the serrated edges dug into her flesh.

 

I spoke, “Dawn the caps will help you focus on my words.”

I took my time and said, “whether it is online or real life here in my home, I am your only Master.” I paused and continued, “you will obey and serve only the people that I select for you!”

I waited about five minutes watching the painful look on her face before I spoke again,

“you will always speak respectfully to any dominant as long as they respect you, your role and your Master.”

I ended the conversation with, “if they do not show you respect, then frankly I could care less what you tell them and I will support you if they complain to me about your words.”

I could see that she was miserable, but the painful part of this lesson would continue for some time.

I spoke harshly, “remain here on your knees until I return, under no circumstances are you to lift your knees………..is that clear, slave!”

She answered, “yes, thank you Master.”

Chapter Thirteen

In a few minutes Dianne was at my door, I was not in the mood for her rhetoric.

I spoke curtly, “she is in the playroom being punished, limit your visit.”

She gave me a look of pure hatred as she charged by me.

She returned in a few minutes and spoke harshly, “I will be back!”

She exited my home and walked determinedly up the street. As I watched her amazed at how physically they were so identical and yet emotionally so opposite. A thought occurred. “that girl would a formidable enemy and I feel sorry for the person that tries to dominate her in any way!”

I checked on Dawn from time to time to ensure that she was not bleeding, But that beautiful slave did not ask to be allowed to lift her knees away the caps that were causing her so much pain. But she did ask piteously several times for my forgiveness.

I knew “trained slaves” that could take lessons from Dawn.

After two hours I entered the room and gently help her stand. She moved awkwardly as her knees were stiff and sore.

I forgave her and she clung to me as she cried her heart out.

Dianne rang the bell and I asked her inside.

I politely asked her to wait in the kitchen and surprisingly she did not argue.

Presently as Dawn regained her composure she asked to speak.

When I gave her my approval she said, “Master can you ask Dianne to come in here and then may I speak freely to both of you?”

With a bit of apprehension I agreed.

Once Dianne entered the room and took a seat, Dawn spoke, “I am very sorry Master and Dianne to speak this way, but I am being torn apart by the two of you!” adding, “now I want both of you to shut up and listen to me!”

I was shocked, so was Dianne.

Dawn charged headlong into a tirade, “Dianne I need you, dammit, Master I need you, too….what I do not need is the both of you at each other’s throats!”

With an angry shake of her head she said, “Dianne today I needed you and you so got angry, then left me alone!” then added, “Master try to see Dianne’s side of this……..she loves me Master…….and she doesn’t want to lose me, to you or Bdsm or anything else!”

Then she pointedly looked at Dianne and said, “look at him……he is my Master Dianne…………my Master…….he cannot nor will he ever replace you as my sister!”

She continued, “now Dianne let him be my Master, don’t interfere……I love the things that he does to me and he is going to take my virginity soon” Then Dawn said, “Dianne, I have never felt so safe and secure as when Master whipped me and then gently applied the ointment to my back……….I felt so warm and safe and good!”

Dianne had a stricken look on her face that Dawn ignored and spoke, “and Master stop being so grouchy with my sister, give her a little time Master and she will accept us…………please Master.”

Dawn ended the tirade as she lapsed back into her submission and spoke, “I am so sorry to speak to you in that manner, please forgive me.”

I was so proud of Dawn that I could have burst, she was a true submissive but did not hesitate to fight for the people she wanted, needed or loved.

Chapter Fourteen

I gave Dawn a bear-hug and kissed her cheek.

Then I heard from Dianne, “Daw, can I have a hug?”

I released Dawn and she grasped Dianne around her shoulders, I could see Dawn’s biceps contract as she squeezed her twin.

After a few minutes I made a snap decision and said, “Dawn groom, fix your make-up, dress in that tight blouse, stockings and heels.” I continued with my commands, “no underwear and when you are finished bring me the clit stimulator along with it’s remote, after the stimulator is in place dress in that short, tight, black skirt.

Dawn looked at me quizzically, so I added, “we are going to dinner at that Italian place and Dianne you are welcome to join us.”

I saw a fleeting smile flash across Dawn’s face.

Dianne accepted gracefully, although I am sure that she disliked the no underwear and stimulator ideas.

We arrived at the restaurant just before 9:00PM and I chose a booth for us.

I took a breath and gave Dawn an order, “remove your heels and spread your legs, anyone may view your cunt.” adding, “you will adjust your ass as necessary to ensure they get the best view.”

Dawn lowered her head and spoke softly, “yes Master.”

Dianne’s mouth was open as she looked at me. I returned her gaze without changing my expression, if she went ballistic then we would make a scene and probably get kicked out of the restaurant. But I was not going to back down.

Then she made a Herculean effort to stay calm and said to Dawn, “Daw, I am sorry but I will call a cab and go home, call me when you get back to Abe’s house…….ok Daw?”

Dawn nodded miserably and said, “I love you, Dianne.”

Dianne gave her a hug and a quick kiss then capped it with a smile as she went to the payphones.

I turned the stimulator to it’s lowest setting and began to converse with my beautiful slave. Her conversation was disjointed at times as the vibrations tweaked her clit.

I noticed her shift her ass several times to accommodate a viewer.

I added another command, “Dawn when you shift your ass, smile at your admirer.”

She gave me a quick nod of assent.

Chapter Fifteen

I increased the speed of the stimulator and Dawn was struggling not to squirm.

I spoke, “Dawn you may squirm and moan if you desire.”

She turned beet red and spoke, “if that would please Master, I will do

it.”

I answered, “oh no, that was not an order, I just thought you might like to do those things.”

She gave me a resentful look but said, “thank you Master.”

She was having a moral dilemma, after years of being taught not to do just what she was doing and yet she desperately wanted to squirm, cry out and have an orgasm, but had no orders to fulfill those needs.

I smiled and said, “you aren’t eating, this lasanga is the best I have eaten in a long time.”

She did not seem to have heard me, so I spoke in a low but harsh voice.

“Dawn you are to eat your food, begin now!”

She resignedly began to eat, probably thinking that her torment would never end.

I increased the setting on the clit stimulator to it’s highst level and Dawn’s distress was instantly magnified.

She pretended to be shifting her postion on the bench, but I knew that she wanted to get her ass off the seat and use her fingers.

When she put the last bite of food in her mouth, I suddenly leaned across the table and said, “cum Dawn, cum now!”

The food fell out of her mouth onto that pretty blouse and she clapped a hand over her mouth to silence the moan that accompanied the orgasm.

I watched intently as she had an intense orgasm, the veins popped out on her head. Her hands clenched tightly into fists and she squeezed those gorgeous thighs together as tightly as possible.

After the orgasm subsided she leaned back and I saw that she was sweating.

I grabbed one of her hands and it was trembling as I asked, “are you alright, dear?”

A server came over and asked the same question.

With an amused look on my face I said, “it is ok, she just had her first orgasm!”

Dawn’s face flushed red again.

The waitress did not reply and quickly cleaned up the mess that Dawn had made, then walked away disgustedly.

Dawn’s blouse had a large stain between those lovely boobs.

Chapter Sixteen

On the way home Dawn studiously stared through the windshield. I continued my conversation and she responded only when necessary.

But when we got home she said “thank you Master, I have never been so embarrassed, but that experience fulfilled a deep seated need in me………and that orgasm…..or cum…was so awesome, thank you again, Master.”

The next day I bought Dawn another blouse.

I had noticed that for the next few days Dawn seemed distracted and perplexed, I had an idea as to what she was experiencing. But I decided to wait and see if she would breach the subject to me.

It took her two weeks but one day she asked to speak, I gave her permission, “Master, I am on an emotional roller-coaster.” and then she thoughtfully said, “I will be in great spirits and then not one hour later I will be in the dumps………what is wrong with me, Master.”

I asked, “Dawn do you wish to postpone or cancel training?”

She replied hastily, “no Master, absolutely not!”

I said, “I have seen slaves go through similar circumstances, you are having difficulty making the transition to real life slavery. Thinking you are a slave is one thing, but when you are whipped, used, humiliated in real life it can be a shock and requires a period of adjustment.

Once you make the mental and emotional adjustments then you will embrace slavery, and that will stabilize your emotions.”

I smiled and said, “don’t worry Dawn we will keep moving forward with your training.”

I continued speaking, “I have spoken to many slaves that say once they accepted slavery into their lives, they felt free for the first time in their lives.”

I held her for a while then checked her ass and legs then scheduled a session for that night. I was not going to let her brood about the situation.

Dianne came over and chatted with us for a while. She emphatically informed me that tonight’s session would be carried on in her absence.

Dianne did ask if Dawn would ever be allowed to wear clothes, again. I replied with a negative response.

After she left I asked Dawn, “why is she going to be absent, slave?”

Dawn smiled and said, “she has a date………I think that she wants me to be jeaulous, the guy is not her type at all Master.”

I thought to myself, “I hope he doesn’t try anything, she might break his arm or something!”

Chapter Seventeen

Larry had called a couple of times and sent emails inquiring about the twins, so I phoned and invited him over that evening.

I spoke to Dawn, “I want you in stockings and heels with your cosmetics applied meticulously.” and “I have a good friend that will join us tonight, he is to be called Sir and treated deferentially.”

I had her prepare a tray of snacks and then take a hot bubble bath.

After the bath her skin was radiant and she smelled of lavender.

I could see that she was troubled about something, so I inquired, “are you upset Dawn?”

She hesitated and then said, “Master, I am afraid……..”

I asked, “of what slave?”

She replied, “that I may not be able to have sex with your friend!”

I answered, “you will not be required to fuck him, but if he wants oral or anal you will do your best to please!”

She was a bit relieved and gave the stock slave answer, “yes, Master.”

I caressed one those gorgeous globes and found the nipple then began squeeze then twist harshly.

I spoke gruffly, “slave, you will not embarrass me, you will perform as ordered, when ordered without hesitation or any reservations.” adding “Dawn you are mine to be used as I please……..as a fucktoy, pain-slut cock whore, maid or to paint my damn house if I say so”

As I spoke, my fingers increased the pressure on her nipple and I continued, “Dawn I can make you fear me and if neccessay I will do precisely that!”

She had a fearful look on her face and sniffled, but bowed her head and begged for forgiveness.

I gave her a command, “you will continue the preparations for tonight and you will not speak again until I give you permission.”

I said, “when you pass in front of me you will turn and face me, then you will bow from the waist and you will keep your head down for five seconds.”

She immediately bowed with a look of apprehension on her face. But her contract had a specific clause that encompassed her usage by others at my discretion and it also had an “exit” clause if she wanted to utilize it.

While I hoped that she did not cancel the contract, I would not allow her to “Dominate from the bottom.” There can only be one Master and that was my role.

I got a riding crop from my toy locker and would keep it at hand until the session started, just in case she forgot her latest orders.

Chapter Eighteen

Dawn continued to prepare for tonight, but I could tell she was miserable.

When it was time for Larry to arrive, I had Dawn on her knees in the living room. With her knees spread widely apart and her hands behind her head.

Larry rang the bell and I opened the door, he noticed Dawn instantly and said, “Abe, you are right about this one…damn what a beauty!”

Dawn removed her hands and touched her forehead to the floor as I had instructed her earlier. When I ordered her to rise, she stood and waited.

When Larry had taken a seat, I nodded to Dawn and she moved to stand in front of him. Her hips swayed sexily as walked, she stopped about two feet away from Larry and assumed the inspection stance.

He slid his hands over her body lightly and I saw her shiver.

He moved his fingers to her cunt and began to slide them along her labia. She became rigid, not wanting to respond.

I barked, “slave stop resisting my friends touch!”

With a very obvious effort she relaxed and began to move with his fingers.

She blushed when Larry said, “Abe she is so wet,” and then laughed.

I had told Larry about her being cherry and he inquired, “popped her hymen yet, old buddy?”

I replied, “not yet, I want that to be special.”

He asked Dawn, “slave do you want Master to rip your cherry and make you a complete slave.”

She looked at me and I gave her permission to speak. I almost laughed at her discomfort as she replied, “it is my greatest wish, Sir.”

He continued to needle her and said, “are you going to move your ass and take Master’s cock completely?”

She couldn’t answer but nodded that yes she would.

Larry smiled and said, “you love this don’t you slut, nude, being touched and embarrassed to death.”

She lowered her head and tears rolled down her face as she replid, “yes I do………I have needed this for so long……….thank you Sir?”

Chapter Nineteen

I sent her to the playroom and told her to lie on my exam table facing upwards and wait. She swayed out of the room, I loved the way her ass-cheeks moved when she walked.

Larry asked me, “ok what are the rules for tonight?”

I answered, “you can have her ass and mouth as many times as you like.”

He rolled his eyes and said, “woohoo, it’s not often that

I get something that looks that damn good!”

He studied me and said, “Abe you have got it bad for this one, don’t you?”

I answered, “yes I do, Larry I have never felt this way about any woman!”

He lowered his voice and said with insight, “listen buddy, I will forgo the pleasures that her body offers rather than upset you.”

I was very lucky in that I had a friend like this man.

I shook my head and responded, “no Larry, you saw the way she responded, her body can’t lie……..earlier today she expressed some doubts about serving someone else.” adding, “I want to show her that she not only will serve as I command, she will also enjoy it!”

I continued, needling Larry a bit, “and I want you get something that you couldn’t possibly get on your own!”

He snorted, “Oh really, when I walk in with a perfect beauty queen you will eat those words!”

We joined Dawn in the playroom and she lying as ordered, I had her scoot her ass to the edge of the table. Larry and I secured her wrists and then bent her legs until the soles of her feet were against the table frame. We placed shackles on her ankles and bound them rigidly into place.

I took strong paper clamps that were 2 ½ inches wide and applied four to her labia, two per side. Then I took string and tied them to her legs, spreading her cunt lips to give us an unrestricted view.

Larry retrieved a bag of clothes pins and we decorated her tits, neck lips and nose. Larry was able to get two pins on one of her nipples when I stretched it some. We tried different arrangements of pins, searching for the perfect body décor. Dawn tried to remain still but when a hard pull or twist occurred she would flinch and gasp.

Once we found the correct arrangement, I took pictures of that arousing scene. Later I would transfer them to the computer and Dawn could have a slave album for everyone to see.

Larry in the meantime had prepared a pitcher of melted wax and brought it to the table.

I lifted the pcture and poured it down her exposed gash, I deliberately poured extra wax on her clit. She gave a loud cry as the hot wax burned her mucous tissue and I told Larry to get a gag.

He returned with a ball gag and I placed it behind her teeth then buckled it securely. I knew she would begin to drool adding to her embarrassment and discomfort.

I continued to add wax until her cunt was toroughly covered.

I took a string flogger and whipped the clothes pins off her body. She was moaning in ecstasy now.

Larry keep shifting positions and I knew that his cock was hard.

Chapter Twenty

After her whipping ended, I asked Larry, “ok which hole are you going to use?”

He replied immediately, “her ass my friend, the chocolate whiz-way, oh hell yeah!”

I released her and used my hands to turn her onto her stomach.

Larry bumped into me as he rushed to line up on her asshole.

He pushed her legs open and spread her ass cheeks then began to insert his cock. He was not being brutal but he was going to bury it into her ass, that was certain.

I commanded Dawn, “move your ass slut, make my friend happy.”

She obeyed, even though muffled cries of pain were escaping from her mouth.

Larry increased his tempo until he reached full stride, both of them were sweating profusely. Dawn was desperately trying keep up with his pumping cock. Her ass was moving up and down as it squirmed slightly.

He leaned forward and began to roughly twist her nipples, her response was immediate. The pain in her nipples was arousing her and she began to give Larry an ass-fuck. She pressed his cock down as far as it would go and then her ass would squirm as she moved it upwards.

Larry said, “fuck me you slut,”

She grunted out a reply.

Larry suddenly slammed his groin into her ass and said, “make me cum you gorgeous piece of fuckmeat!”

She pushed back against his cock twisting and squirming, I could tell that Larry was pumping his hot cum into her body. She continued to move until his cock slipped out of her ass.

Chapter Twenty-One

Larry’s face was flushed and dripping sweat as he stepped back then said, “Abe you have got yourself a high quality piece of fuck-meat there!” adding, “that is a very pleasing ass-hole.”

I removed her gag and said, “A Master just complimented you, thank him now!”

Dawn managed to say, “Thank you Sir.”

I angrily, “no..no bitch, reply to his compliment you ungrateful cunt!”

She stammered. “thank you Sir, I am glad that you enjoyed fucking my ass and I grateful that you allowed me to serve you with my ass, also.”

I said to Dawn, “that was better, do not fail again fuckmeat.”

She gave me her stock reply.

I had Dawn fetch a bowl of warm water and soap then wash Larry’s cock and balls.

I told Dawn to get into a tub of warm water and remove the wax.

Larry and I went into the kitchen and as we ate the snacks, our discussion turned to the next party.

I said, “since the next party is scheduled here, I am going to deflower Dawn that night and then use her as entertainment for the evening.”

Larry answered, “Abe, I know the club’s rules about new slaves, but are you sure that you want to do this?”

I replied, “I agreed to the rules and how would it look if I backed out……….no, the rules will be obeyed.”

Larry said uncertainly, “I hope you can handle it!”

I did not reply but he was right, it was going to be a difficult thing to do.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Larry changed the subject, “listen that new guy, Fred…..he is a major problem.

I asked, “how so, Larry?”

He responded, “well he borrowed Steven’s girl for the evening, you know the brunette with the great legs”

I nodded as he continued, “he brought her back beaten black and blue, front and back.” and “he also mixed some stuff and coated her pussy with it, he called it a warming mixture, but she could barely walk for three days.”

I quizzed Larry, “anyone talk to him?”

Larry said, “Steven called me and wanted me to stay with the slave, while he found Fred and beat the shit out of him!”

Larry continued, “I told Steve to calm down and let me handle it.”

Larry took a breath and said, “well I found his punk ass and told him that he would be blackballed out of the club and probably get his ass kicked, if he pulled anything like that again”

I asked, “how did he react?”

Larry sneered, “he is a punk coward, a real bad-ass with a woman but scared shitless when facing a man that’s ready to fuck him up!”

I said, “well hell put it to a vote, all it takes is five members to blackball him and he is out on his ass.”

Larry sighed and said, “can’t Abe, no blood, no scars, no permanent injury…………but you can bet your ass that is going on the agenda for the next committee meeting.” He had a pained look as he said, “we fucked up Abe, when we made the rules………we assumed that the concept of SSC would be followed…….we were wrong.”

I thought about it and had to agree, “yeah, we left a gap and let a snake into the henhouse.”

The conversation continued but we both knew that one mental case could totally devastate the club.

Larry left after the snacks were gone. I checked on Dawn and she was still picking wax from her pussy.

I read her daily reports and made notes on the things that I wanted changed or reported with more detail.

Chapter Twenty-Five

She entered the den looking radiant and smelling so good.

I motioned for her to join me and she came then knelt looking at me for a moment before lowering her gaze.

I spoke, “Dawn tomorrow there will be a club party and you will lose your virginity, I will take it.”

She seemed excited but did not speak.

I continued, “then you will serve as entertainment, you may be used by anyone in any hole.”

A look of fear crossed her face and she started to speak but changed her mind.

I added, “two of the Master’s have large cocks and they will stretch you…..the Domme’s will want you to service them with your tongue.” and “some of them may use a strap-on in your cunt, ass-hole or even your mouth.”

She was beginning to tremble and cry, but she needed to be informed, “you will be spanked, whipped, clamped, twisted, pulled…….your cunt and ass-hole are going to be so sore, your jaws will ache and your body will throb in pain.”

She was crying openly as I finished, “and you will continue to please until the last drop of cum is spurted into you.”

As an afterthought I said, “your safe-word for that night is Red, if you have to say it, do so loudly.”

I could see by the look on her face that she was really scared, now. Normally, I do not assign safe-words but after the talk with Larry, I felt it might be a good idea.

I made her repeat the word several times until she reached the proper volume.

Chapter Twenty-Six

I led her to my bed and chained her ankles to the frame, she was lying face down.

I asked, “have you read about rimming or rim jobs?”

She replied, “yes Master.”

I rolled over onto my stomach and told her to practice rimming me for a couple of hours.

She began licking and kissing my ass cheeks as she massaged my flesh with a delicate touch. She entered my crack without hesitation and took her time, exploring the full length of the crevice.

When she arrived at my anus, she became aggressive with her tongue. Probing, licking, attempting to penetrate my ass, all the while making grunting sounds.

She placed one hand under my stomach and pushed upwards until I obliged and lifted my hips, she grasped my cock and began to stroke it.

She was moving her head to change the angle that her tongue was contacting my anus. I felt her other hand caress my balls and she began stroking me rapidly.

I made her slow the strokes as I wanted to enjoy the sensations of her combined mouth, tongue and hands last.

I managed to last for a few more minutes then I felt my cock get harder and knew that my orgasm would be coming soon. I flipped over onto my back and she took my cock into her hot, sweet mouth and began to lavish it with licks and swirls from that supple tongue.

My balls tightened and she grabbed the base of my cock with one hand, while pulling my ass with the other.

As I began to cum she slurped nosily and made a low throaty growl. She took every drop of my semen and even after I withdrew from her mouth, she kept her eyes glued to the head of my cock. She did not want to miss any of my sperm.

Dawn spoke, “thank you, my Master.” then began to clean me.

As I turned away she spoke, “Master, please.”

I told her to speak and she said pleadingly, “Master you are going to be my first, aren’t you?”

My heart went out to her as I replied, “yes baby, I will be the first.”

She asked for permission to call Dianne and then slept in my bed.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The slaves arrived the next afternoon to help set up the party. They prepared food, cleaned the house and moved a bed into the playroom.

I had them set the bed near rings that were attached to the wall.

Larry arrived an hour later. He told me that Fred had promised to behave himself. He also said that if I could not let them have Dawn, he would support me even if it meant getting blackballed himself.

I thanked him sincerely but remained adamant about going through with the party.

Shortly before the party was to start the slaves brought Dawn for my inspection. She was stunning wearing a sheer white teddy with matching heels. The bra had her breasts constricted and they bulged against each other. The panties were pulled tightly into her gash and the cheeks of her ass. She wore a locking collar around her neck, with four rings.

I had them chain her from the collar to the ring set into the wall with a single chain.

Her make-up was heavily applied and gave her a definite whorish look.

A slave approached me and waited for my attention.

I said, “yes?”

She replied, “Sir the teddy is made of silk and will rip easily.”

I answered, “thank you, everyone did a good job today, I will inform your Masters of that.”

She bowed her head and spoke, “thank you kind Sir, by your leave.”

I allowed her to depart.

I sat on the bed and talked with Dawn, she said Dianne would not come tonight. As we spoke I could tell that she was afraid of everything that was going to happen, real and imagined, she also found that the fear was thrilling.

She was also excited and when I checked her vagina it was wet.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

As the guest arrived, I received compliments about my new acquisition.

After everyone had a non-alcoholic drink in their hands I made the annoucement.

“Attention…..Thanks for coming, I hope you enjoy the evening. That beautiful slave chained to my bed does not have a slave name yet, but she will respond to dawn.”

Adding, “And folks she is cherry!”

That received differing responses from “wow” to disbelief.

I continued, “per club rules, I will use her pussy first and then she will be offered as entertainment to all!”

That brought on, “woohoo, right on, oh hell yeah” and applause.

A slave was assigned to assist Dawn by acting as a fluffer, cleaning her cunt or ass as needed also she would keep her cosmetics and hair up to par. She took her place kneeling by the bed.

I approached the bed and pulled Dawn onto her feet. I ripped every shred of that sexy teddy from her body leaving only her heels.

I forced her head face down onto the bed and had the slave fetch a crop then I harshly applied ten strokes to her back.

I grabbed her legs and twisted them until she lay on her back.

I pushed legs apart and began to slide the head of my cock along her slit. My precum lubricating the entrance of that desirable cunt.

She was rigid but she whispered in my ear, “Master. I will not allow my pain to lessen your pleasure.”

My lust was raging and I began to inch into that virgin hole.

I pushed her legs farther apart and continued to drive deeper, she gasped and jerked when her hymen gave way to my invading cock.

That seemed to relax her a bit and I felt fingers caressing my back.

She whispered again, “Master show me what to do, please.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Using my hands I pushed her legs around my thighs and began to manipulate her ass to squirm and pump.

Her tongue was in my mouth writhing and pushing against my tongue. She reached down and gently pulled my hands away from her twisting, pumping hips and placed them on her nipples.

I began to tweak and twist them as her ass began to move jerkily but developing into rhythmic thrusts that delighted my pumping cock.

My balls were slapping against the crack of her asshole with every down stroke.

She dropped her legs and placed her heels around my knees. Her back arched as she forcefully met my strokes. Her tongue was doing a furious dance inside my mouth. Our lips parted long enough to take a breath and then reconnected brutally.

Her fear had vanished and had been replaced by animalistic lust. We were both gasping for breath and our kissing became intermittent.

She said throatily, “cum in me, spurt Master, make me a slave!”

I got the familiar feeling and my desire grew more intense as my balls readied themselves. My cock was so hard and throbbing, I continued to pound her pussy as she responded energetically.

As my cum spurted into her, I orderd her to cum. She slammed her cunt into me and arched her back then clung to me. Sweat was flowing freely from our bodies as we satiated our lust.

She shivered and relaxed, I released her and took a deep breath. I stroked her hair and said, “you are now a slave, welcome to my home.”

Tears formed in her eyes and she did not speak. I realized the room was absolutely still and quiet.

Suddenly Larry said, “anybody want a refill?’

That broke the moment and conversation restarted.

That night those horrible, evil, uncaring, Bdsmer’s did not use Dawn for vaginal sex. She was exposed to everything else, but not one of them touched her pussy.

I had to gag her when Jim, a Master with a horse cock reamed her ass.

I watched in fascination as a Domme placed a dildo mask on Dawn’s face and made her use it on the Domme’s pussy.

She was not as comfortable with another female, one of the Domme’s told me that she might never be. But she did not balk at anything they told her to do.

Sometimes she was clumsy and awkward but she tried.

Chapter Thirty

In the days that followed I noticed a gradual change in Dawn, she became listless and silent for longer periods. Somedays she did not speak at all.

But what concerned me most was her lack of appetite. She would only eat when I forced her to take the food. She would sleep twelve hours at a time if I allowed it.

Dianne was getting frantic and more hostile each day.

I called Larry and asked him to come to my home and help if he could. Larry had worked in a lock-down facility for the emotionally and mentally disturbed and was my best hope.

He arrived and studied Dawn then tried unsuccessfully to engage her in a conversation.

He asked me to speak privately with him, as I exited the room Dianne was hugging Dawn and crying.

Larry said, “Abe, she is turning into a doormat and possibly might become catatonic.”

I was really alarmed by that statement and even though I did not want to deal with Dianne, but she had to be informed.

I asked her to join us and she brought Dawn along, when Larry expressed his opinion I thought she would go ballistic.

But Larry stopped her when he said, “if you want her to disassociate herself from the world and everything in it, then keep up this damn feud that you have going with Abe!”

He continued, “everything that you say is registering………everything…….but she is beginning to construct a wall to block out the emotional pain.”

He looked at Dianne and asked, “why do you think she likes physical pain?” adding, “in my opinion, that is the way she eases her emotional pain!”

He spoke to both of us and explained that since she was still responding that we might be able to reverse the transition.

He gave us tactics to employ against the sickness, because he said it was a sickness that we were fighting.

Chapter Thirty-One

After that Dianne became resolute, careful to be bright and cheerful around Dawn. She also worked untiringly and was very patient with Dawn and me. When Dawn had an “accident” she would not allow anyone to clean up the mess.

Dawn was assailed three times a day with food, even to the point that when all else failed we gave her chocolates.

She was no longer allowed to stay in the bed and every morning Dianne led her in low stress exercises. Dawn performed poorly and sometimes would stop, but Dianne would relentlessly keep trying.

I took her for walks in a park near-by and she would silently listen as I pointed out flowers and small animals.

Dianne had to run an errand into town and said she would return, soon. I was sitting with Dawn and she suddenly grabbed her leg and cried out in pain.

I checked her leg and did not find anything wrong with it, but it concerned me.

I became concerned about Dianne and at 8:30PM after Dawn was in bed, I called out local police substation.

I gave the woman that answered the phone Dianne’s full name and asked if she could check to see if Dianne had been involved in a car crash. She asked me to wait as the check would take a few minutes.

When returned to the phone and said that Dianne had been in an accident and was injured. She gave me the name of the hospital that Dianne had been sent. The woman did not have any details on how serious the injuries were.

When I placed the phone back on the cradle, it began to ring.

Larry was inquiring about Dawn and I informed him of the events of the day.

Larry said excitedly, “old buddy, that might be the key!”

I asked puzzled, “key to what.”

Larry answered, “don’t you see boy, she felt her sister’s pain!” adding, “I will just bet that Dianne has an injured leg!”

Chapter Thirty-Two

I thanked Larry profusely and asked him to call back tomorrow.

I entered Dawn’s room and she was quietly crying.

I really didn’t expect an answer but I had to try, “what’s wrong Dawn?”

In a little girl’s voice she said, “Anne is so mad!”

I knew that she called Dianne that name when she thought they were alone.

I asked as calmly as possible even though I was thrilled, “why is Anne mad, baby?

She said, “they hurt her leg and won’t let her come home!”

I wanted to shout to the heavens in joy.

But I was afraid of startling her back into that dark state of depression so I spoke, “want to go and see Anne?”

She became excited, “yes and get her some ice cream, too!”

Those were the first three coherent sentences that she had spoken in weeks.

We went to the hospital, Dianne actually dragged her leg across the floor to reach Dawn. The nurse scolded her soundly and ushered her back into bed.

If the situation had been different, I would have enjoyed that little scene immensely.

Dianne had a broken leg “simple fracture” as they put it and would be discharged in a day or two.

It was getting late and I asked Dawn if she wanted to go home and heard an emphatic, no that she would stay. I gave her some money and left the hospital.

Arriving home I went to the computer and poured my heart into a letter to Dawn. While she would never read it, I needed to release my thoughts and feelings.

Chapter Thirty-Three

I called the next morning and spoke to Dawn while she was hesitant and clumsy with her words, she was still communicating.

That afternoon Dianne called and asked if I could come and get them.

Dianne agreed to stay at my home until she healed, I gave her the guest bedroom.

The twins were like kids, it looked as if Dawn was briding the gap from a state of near catatonia to the present.

Larry visited every night along with other club members.

All Bdsm activities had been suspended indefinitely as far as Dawn was concerned.

But still Dawn wanted to hide when they came to my house. That concerned me deeply.

Larry felt that we might need professional help, which could be a problem as many therapists wanted to treat Bdsm as an illness.

I allowed her to hide in my room with Dianne, as I would not stop friends from visiting nor would I take any chances with Dawn’s sanity.

But my fellow club members caught on quickly enough and suddenly had “other things to do.”

Then one night Dawn asked Dianne to go home. Dianne gave her a hug and a kiss as she went out the door.

Dawn sat at my feet for at least an hour, I did not speak unsure of what to say.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Then she said, “Abe when did you write that letter to me?”

Taken aback I asked, “what letter?”

She said, “you clicked save and it was on the drive as an untitled document, Dianne found it by accident and showed it me.”

She continued, “that letter made some things clear to me, I am not a freak, I am not subhuman, I am not insane, I am just different.”

And, “just as everyone is different.”

She thought and said, “no one is superior to me, I give them superioty over me.”

Then she said, “I almost went insane after the party………not because of what I did…………but because I loved doing it.”

She went on, “that letter was what I needed………something that was not meant for me to read……..but everything in that letter applied to me.”

She smiled softly and spoke, “yes Master Abe, I am a slave, I am home and I am free………I love you so much, Master.”

She came into my arms and we sat quietly for a long time. Dianne was conspicuously absent the next day and for the following week.

Three days later Fred showed up at my door and asked to borrow Dawn for an evening, I told him there was no way in hell. He threatened to complain to the committee and cast the first blackball.

I gave Larry a call and informed him of my confrontation with Fred.

Larry responded, “if you go then so will I and Steven also.”

I thanked him sincerely but made him promise not to quit the club just because I got kicked out.

Dawn sincerely thanked me for not making her serve Fred, saying she felt dirty when he was near-by.

Dianne called and said she wanted to visit us, I agreed but it was odd as she had never asked before. When she arrived I was sitting in the porch swing.

She inquired about her sister, I stated that she was fine and preparing dinner.

Chapter Thrirty-Five

She sat and spoke, “Abe you won’t be seeing as much of me as usual.”

I queried, “why not, Dianne?”

She replied, “I have met someone and will be spending a lot of my time with him.”

I said, “that’s great Dianne, I hope it works out.”

She spoke seriously, “well I like him and that is a start…………..and Abe there is another reason.”

I looked at her quizzically.

She said with a low, serious voice, “I read the letter Abe…….and that letter was not written by a Bdsm Master…………it was written by a man in love!” She paused and then spoke, “Abe your words reflected the pain, fear, resolve and love that you felt so strongly inside,” adding “at that moment my fears about Dawn being hurt, cast aside or being abused, evaporated into the atmosphere!”

Without another word she jumped up and went into my house calling “Daw.”

That night I asked Dawn to become my wife and she agreed, jumping into my arms and smothering me with kisses.

The following Friday at midnight Dawn received her permanent collar, we both wanted Dawn say her wedding vows as my collared slave.

Before the wedding Dawn got her tattoo reading “Abe’s Cock Only” slightly above her labia. along with having her clit and nipples ringed.

Larry and I resigned from the club as Dawns’ use was now restricted to myself and Larry.

The End

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