MY AUNT THE DOMINATRIX by Long Tall Mary

The look on Tina’s face is one that I’ll never forget. After being ordered to strip naked, in front of another woman, she is bound tightly with rope; quicklyrealizing that the modality of relationship therapy will be quite different than what she has been told.

My name is Rebecca. I’m 28 years old, a leggy 5’9 brunette, and work as an assistant manager at a supermarket. Currently I own my home and havean ongoing relationship with a male. My sexual orientation is primarily heterosexual,however I do have some lesbian desires, which are satisfied by being an amateur dominatrix.

At work there is a widespread perception that my managerial talents are minimal, and that I hold my position largely due to sexual trysts with company executives. These perceptions have some merit, as I do not deny that I have engaged in such affairs.

To my way of thinking, an amateur dominatrix is someone who is motivated solely for pleasure, with no resulting financial gain. I have no regular clientele but my niche is therapeutic domination of females who have relationship problems with their partner.

My clients submit to me voluntarily, after a “referral” from their partner. Typically the female has some vice, such as cheating on her partner or reckless credit card spending. She is economically beholden to the male partner, who by threatening to terminate the relationship is able to compel her to submit to my therapy. I’ll cite one such case.

Tina is 23 years old and of average good looks.She has marginal financial assets and recently quit her low paying job as a banquet waitress. Her steady boyfriend is Rick, 25 years old, who is a certified public accountant for a financial services company. Tina resides with, and is financially beholden to Rick, but recently their relationship has deteriorated.

While desirous of the material benefits of being Rick’s partner, Tina has developed an appetite for sex with other males. Rick beingthe extreme narcissistic and possessive type is aware of and deeply disturbed by her independent leanings. He therefore issues an ultimatum: either submit to my therapy or face termination of the relationship.

Tina is somewhat naïve and believes the therapy is of the “talk” type, which is not exactly what I offer. While not a visceral sadist, I utilize various bondage techniquesto induce behavioral modification. Fearing the end of their relationship, Tina agrees to become my “patient”, shall we say.

An appointment is scheduled for my home on Monday at 6:00PM. Unknown to Tina it has already been decided she will be spending the night with me, as Rick and I have concocted a ruse to accomplish this.

The couple arrive as scheduled with Tina attired in a provocatively short black skirt, a long sleeved white blouse with a red tie, and five inch black fashion heels. A curly brunette, she is approximately 5’5 tall, and weighs 120 pounds. My attire is an inexpensive short blue plaid sun dress with calf length boots. Tina is clearly apprehensive as she and Rick take a seat on the couch.

Without even having talked at length with Rick, I have a good idea as to the root of the problem. Having been acquainted with one of his ex sex partners, I am aware of his reputation of having less than stellar erectile capabilities. Tina, being a manipulative bitch, has no qualms about exploiting him financially, but denying him sexual loyalty.

Rick goes through the motions of describing her sexual apathy and unfaithfulness, without mentioning his own shortcomings. Tina has nothing to say. I then tell her she will be spending about two hours alone with me, during which time I will helpopen her mind and develop new insights. She assents without showing any emotion, at this point Rick leaves and I show Tina to my bedroom.

“I want you to undress for me, and be quick about it”, I sternly command.

“Nobody said anything about undressing”, she murmurs.

“Look you said you would be receptive to new experiences, certainly you’re not afraid to be naked when alone with another woman”, I calmly respond.

With a look of disgust about her, Tina removes her skirt and blouse, but seems to think that nothing further is required. “Everything off, heels, garter, stockings, do it quickly or I’ll do it for you”, my impatience is now obvious.

After casting me a venomous look she begrudgingly complies. “Very good, now you’re going to learn the ropes”, I quip as I produce a coil of rope from a drawer.

“This isn’t necessary”, she again murmurs, but makes no effort to resist, as she is basically a submissive type. I am an expert with ropes and Tina is bound securely, tight enough that she won’t be able to slip the ropes, but not so tight as to impede circulation.

Her wrists are cinched behind her;next I use an upper body arrangement which binds her elbows together, this is combined with rope below and above her breasts, forming a harness. Tina has a habit of speaking faintly and not looking directly at who she is speaking to. The later problem was corrected by attaching a five inch high leather neck collar; the speech would be addressed later.

As part of my ruse I call Rick on the cell informing him, “Tina is totally uncooperative and will be spending the night here, you can pick her up at 8:00”. Rudely I was interrupted by Tina yelling “that’s not true”, Rick chuckled before hanging up.

“I’ve heard enough out of your mouth” I announced before buckling a ball gag into place. Her displeasure was evident from her demeanor,again she made no effort to resist.

At this time my boyfriend, Karl arrived. We are on intimate terms and he would be spending the night with me. It had been agreed upon earlier with Rick that there would be no forced sex between the two, however when I emphasized “forced” he chuckled adding “maybe she will volunteer”. Karl has an interest in bondage; denying him a role in the session would be unthinkable.

Tina was visibly upset upon seeing Karl, more so after he announced that he was taking charge of the session and intended to “get a piece of the slut”. A crisis was brewing here, although his behavior ordinarily tends to be rowdy after drinking, I sensed thathe was becoming violent. Tina was sent to me for discipline, not to be raped or tortured.

“Right now you and I are going to make love on the bed, I’ll tie the slut in the closet and she can watch”, before I could respond he forced Tina to kneel in the closet, facing the bed. Another bungee cord was used to attach her elbow ropes to the clothes rack and her ankles were bound as well.

I attempted to resist as Karl tried to force me onto the bed, his reaction was to slap me across the face, force me onto my back on the bed, then using a pair of steel handcuffs my wrists werecuffed to the head board. It was now apparent that Karl had mixed some meth with the alcohol; on alcohol alone he tends to be rowdy but not violent, He had assured me earlier he wouldn’t imbibe, let alone take meth, but clearly that wasn’t the case.

“I’ll fuck you first then the slut”, he announcedbefore proceeding to pull up my dress and curl it above my head. My boots stayed on but my bra and panties were yanked off. I kept yelling for him to stop but it did nothing to calm him down.

After undressing himself he proceeded to bite my nipples, quite painfully, while simultaneously finger fucking my cunt, likewise in a most painful way. He then announced a change of plans, in that he would fuck Tina first, then “beat the hell out of me”.

By this time I wasterrified as I’ve never seen him act like this before. Our relationship would soon be terminated, but I was resigned to being the victim of a brutal sexual assault,or worse.

I was equally concerned about what he might do to Tina and how I would explain this to Rick. Karl then dragged Tina from the closet and forced her face down on the bed, removing her gag and collar, the later was then fastened tightly around my neck. It was quite apparent Tina would be pleasuring my cunt with her tongue, something that I had been planning to require as part of the therapy session.

Tina’s face was forced into my cunt as she lay on the bed, on her stomach. Using a dowel rod he delivered a vicious stroke to her buttocks, with a warning that more would follow if she failed to perform vigorously. Once again I begged for Karl to stop, his response was to stuff my panties into my mouth.

To her credit Tina’s performance was superb, at least from Karl’s standpoint, which is no easy task with your wrists and elbows bound behind you. I have always found cunilingus performed by a female to be highly pleasing, but such pleasure was devoid in this case due to the rigid head restraint imposed by the collar, coupled with the panty gag. Tina was required to perform for nearly ten minutes, consequently I had several involuntary orgasms.

With the oral portion complete, Karl positioned Tina, still bound, on her back and directly next to me on the double bed. What followed was grossly nauseating. Riding her like a bull, Karl wildly fucked her in a way that I have never experienced. The worst part was that the bitch was enjoying every second of it, as I lay helpless, handcuffed and with my panties in my mouth.

The bitch literally screamed in primal delight. She wasn’t faking, it was pure ecstasy for her; I’ve seen actresses in porn movies whose erotic sounds were of less intensity. Adding to his pleasure was that Tina proved to be a copious squirter; my bed sheet was covered with her fluids. Karl is well endowed and was delivering the high octane type of sex, of which Rick was incapable.

After fucking her for nearly five minutes, Karl withdrew from her,and thenremoved my handcuffs and gag. Tina unabashedly cried for him to resume sex with her. Continuing his whimsical ways, he announced he was departing, Tina would remain tied up. The bitch then continued her audacity by begging him to untie her, so she could accompany him. Without saying a word Karl dressed and then left my house, never would he be allowed to return.

With Karl’s departure, Tina’s fate was in my hands. She immediately begged for me to untie her, but my thirst for vengeance was overwhelming. I simply don’t have the temperament to inflict severe torture upon anyone; however I have no qualms about permitting someone else to do so.

That someone was my Aunt Mary, a professional dominatrix, who lives about two miles away. While I never saw her in action, she was reputed to be extremely sadistic and capable of breaking any submissive,her prowess enables her to command lucrative fees from clients.

Leaving Tina tied on the bed for the moment and out of ear range, I went to another room to make a call to Aunt Mary. It was embarrassing to relate my plight, but she was quite sympathetic. “It sounds like the bitch needs to be taught a lesson, if you transport her to my house she’ll be kept here for the night” she announced.

Tina was then informed of the transfer plans, however it was not mentioned that my aunt was a dominatrix. I assured Tina that the transfer was for her safety, as Karl might return at any time, not that she would have objected. Rick would be allowed to pick her up in the morning at the new location.

Tina expected that she would be untied and allowed to dress for the transfer, but I had other plans. Much to her dismay I reattached her ball gag before walking her, still tied and naked, to the garage where she was ordered to lie down on the floor of the rear seat of my Honda Civic. To further keep her under control her ankles were retied and she was blindfolded with a scarf.

The drive to Aunt Mary’s took less than ten minutes. Tina offered no resistance as I concentrated on driving in a most prudent manner; one does not wish to be stopped by the police with a bound and gagged nude female, in the car.

Mistress Mary immediately emerged from the house as I pulled into the driveway. Tina was quickly removed from the back seat, her blindfold removed, and walked into the house with Mistress holding one arm, while I held the other.

After catching her first glimpse of Mistress, Tina’s distress was greatly compounded. Mistress is a unique dominatrix in that she is 62 years old, nearly six foot tall plus heels, and habitually wears miniskirts with outlandish blond wigs, such was her appearance today.

Tina was immediately taken to the basement dungeon. Without saying a word Mistress adroitly untied her, and then proceeded to attach leather cuffs to each of her wrists and ankles. She was then attached, in spread eagled fashion, wrists to an overhead bar, her ankles to a thirty six inch spreader bar.

“You look quite comfortable, I’ll think I’ll keep you in this position for the rest of the evening”, Mistress stated matter of factly, prompting Tina to shake her head and plead with her eyes. Mistress continued, “I understand you really enjoyed being fucked by my niece’s boyfriend, well there is one thing you won’t like and that is being fucked by a woman with a strap on, I will make it as painful as possible, I think I’ll have you wear a fashion bra as well”.

The fashion bra was an adjustable torture bra, made of cloth and adorned with several protruding metal spikes on both cups. This requires the wearer to avoid any significant movement or suffer excruciating pain. Mistress fitted her with the bra and to demonstrate its function, gave it a strong tug backwards, predictably Tina cried out in pain.

Unfortunately Mistress had to leave within the hour for another appointment, so the session would be compressed. Tina and I would spend the entire night at the house, Mistress would be returning in the early morning hours.

Mistress then took a flogger and proceeded to give Tina, what she termed a “whole body workout”. This entailed at least fifty lashes, equally distributed to the front and rear of the body, and of progressively increasing intensity. Tina was covered with red marks, to further dishearten her Mistress quipped that the pain would persist for several days.

With time running short Mistress moved to the strap on phase, but not before covering Tina’s head with a lycra hood. It is her belief that being blindfolded heightens the anxiety of the submissive, as she cannot anticipate precisely when, or what the dominatrix will do next. Mistress prefers a series of rapid anal penetrations, followed by a pause, then a single thrust, continued with timing that is unpredictable.

Abruptly changing her plans Mistress decreed, “I really don’t have time for the strapon, I’ll just fist her cunt as that should be sufficiently painful, perhaps when I return I’ll do her asshole ”, before donning a latex glove, then inserting two fingers into Tina’s cunt. “No lube necessarythe slut is dripping wet”, she quipped. Soon all five fingers had made their way inside her shaved cunt, it was apparent that Mistress was experienced at this technique.

Tina was screaming through her gag, combined with the spiked bra she was wearing, her pain must have been unbearable. Adding to insult to injury, Mistress hummed the words to “Singing in the Rain”, the tune which gained sadistic notoriety in the movie“Clockwork Orange”. After about five minutes of manipulation Mistress withdrew the fist, smiling at Tina’s obvious pain.

As Mistress was in a hurry to leave, she announced that Tina would be confined upstairs. Before freeing her from the basement restraints, Mistress replacedthe ball gag with a single strip of black duct tape, which was first coated with super glue. “I don’t want you two talking while I’m gone, if I find the tape has been tampered with there will be severe consequences”, she warned.

Tina was then led upstairs to a bedroom and locked inside a steel cage; it is impossible to stand, she could only sit in an uncomfortably cramped position;her collar and torture bra were removed. Mistress smiled before announcing “I’ll be back in four hours” before departing. She entrusts me with the key to the cage but I am warned not to let her out for any reason.

It was becoming increasingly apparent that Mistress was a whimsical and extreme sadist. What idiosyncrasies might she spring next? To a degree I was beginning to feel sorry for Tina but was more concerned with my own safety; intuitively I sensed that Mistress would vent her sadistic talents upon me.

Soon after Mistress left my cell rang, not unexpectedly it was Karl. He was very apologetic and insistent, demanding really, that our relationship continue, yet in the same conversation suggesting that Tina be a part of our relationship. “I love a squirter”, he remarked.

I put him off, telling him that I would consider his request, but I wasn’t inclined to do so at this time. Rejecting his offer outright might cause him to do damage to my home, fortunately he didn’t know my present location. The mention of Tina could not help but exacerbate my feelings of hostility towards her.

My relationship with Karl has been symbiotic; he is well endowed and has provided the best coital sex of any male I’ve ever had relations with. In return I provide him with superb oral sex; my deep throat style defies comparison. Yet he is lacking in intellectual development, a mechanic by trade, his social life consists largely of drinking, being a sports fan, and of course sex.

While I would like to think Karl is monogamous, reality has shown otherwise. A few months ago I was ejected from a bar after threatening to assault a teeny bopper, knowing that she had recently been intimate with Karl. Other such reports have come to my attention, but I always forgave him.

Intuitively I knew the sexual chemistry between Karl and Tina was such, that it was only a matter of time before she seduced him, not that it would have required much effort. My contempt for her was well justified.

Mistress returned as scheduled and immediately I demanded that Tina be force fucked anally with the strap on, as agreed upon previously. Evidently my demand was too strident in tone for Mistress, as she immediately lashed out at me verbally, “I am a professional dominatrix and the services I’ve provided so far are worth at least five hundred dollars, for which I haven’t charged you one cent”.

Mistress continued her tirade by accusing me of being an ingrate niece, one who never stops by to visit unless wanting some favor, she also asserted that my overall demeanor indicated a lack of respect for her, from this point on I would be referred to as “bitch”, with Tina as “slut”. I would refer to myself as bitch in response to each query. “Is that understood?”, “Yes Mistress the bitch understands”, was my sarcastic reply.

The sarcasm incensed Mistress, who promptly remarked that I needed to be taught a lesson, before directing me to strip naked. When I hesitated, I was roughly forced down on my back upon the bed and my wrists handcuffed to the head board. She didn’t even have the courtesy to pull up my dress, instead it was shredded, along with my underwear, using a pair of heavy duty scissors. Once again my boots remained on.

This must have delighted Tina, who had a full view of the activity from inside her cage. Mistress then removed her from the cage and strapped a sundry dog collar around her neck, commenting that it was the cheapest one on sale at the local pet store, and was most becoming someone exhibiting canine tendencies.

To further humiliate Tina, Mistress strapped a face muzzle, with an attached cock gag, in place once again emphasizing that it was designed for canine types.

Mistress then placed a folding hotel style luggage stand over my head. Tina, her wrists now cuffed to the rear, was ordered to sit on the stand facing my feet, with the result being a near hermetic seal between her asshole and my mouth.

If that wasn’t enough Mistress inserted the metal hook of a bungee cord into my cunt, then attached the other end to the loop on the front of Tina’s collar. “Stand up slut”, she commanded, as Tina did so I cried out in excruciating pain. She was then ordered to sit down as Mistress chortled with delight, “I think I’ll keep you like this for a few hours”.

The sadistic fiend had done her job well; this was the most humiliating experience I’ve ever had. I was forced to remain perfectly still and was at the mercy of Tina, any movement on her part would result in more pain.

Mistress had even more in store for me. I was ordered to lick Tina’s asshole with my tongue until she climaxed. As Tina was a squirter, this meant my face would soon be covered with her fluids.To expedite Tina’s climax, Mistress taped a shallow penetration butterfly vibrator to her cunt and turned it on at low speed. For nearly fifteen minutes I labored with my tongue, the vibrator humming away, as Mistress stood aside, obviously delighted with the situation.

The musk and juices of her asshole were grossly repugnant, yet the alternative of further torture with the vaginal hook was too painful to contemplate. Finally Tina climaxed, showering my face with her ejaculate.

“A superb performance, I think I’ll bed both of you down for the night” announced Mistress, her face gleaming in delight. To accomplish this a leather collar was padlocked around my neck; Tina’s flimsy dog store collar was replaced with one identical to mine and padlocked as well. Mistress then reached down to the bed frame below the heard board and pulled up two chains, each about five feet in length.

Using another padlock, each chain was attached to our collar. We were thus forced to lie next to each other, unable to even stand up, however Mistress generously removed our handcuffs, leaving us restrained only with the collar chains. “You two will spend the night together like this and if I catch you fighting, you will both be flogged, hogtied and gagged as well”, Mistress snappedbefore leaving us unattended once again.

We had been chained so that we were unable to avoid our bodies touching one another. The prospect of strangling Tina with my bare hands was tempting, but I had no doubt Mistress would make good on her threats. Under the circumstances pillow talk was inevitable, with Tina the first to break the silence.

“ RebeccaI’m sorry I got you into this mess”, she murmured. “It’s not your fault”, I replied.

“Why do you hate me Rebecca?” she asked. I paused for a few moments before deciding to be candid about the matter.

“You are being selfish and unfair to Rick, you don’t work and you have him buy you everything, then you go and fuck around with some other guy, and I know full well that you want Karl for your own because he is so good in bed and I know Rick isn’t. Karl belongs to me even after what he did last night” was my response.

Tina seemed on the verge of tears as she told her side of the story, “Living with Rick is hell, you’re right he is not great in bed and wants me just as a sexual plaything and to do the housework. He fucks around with other women, last month he brought home some wealthy lawyer bitch, and I had to sleep in another bedroom while they made love”.

“You weren’t chained to the bed like you are now, were you?”, my quip evoked the only humor since the ordeal began.

I still wasn’t feeling sorry for Tina, she is a manipulative slut, the type who thrives on stealing some stud from a deserving woman.

At this point Tina embraced me with her arms and started to cry, it wasn’t easy suppressing the urge to laugh in her face. “Don’t worry Tina everything will be ok, now suck my tit like a good doggy slut”, I cooed.

Tina did not react to the slur and obligingly began sucking on my right nipple, were it not for the constraints imposed by our chains, I would have made her suck my asshole.

At this point Mistress entered the room, an angry look on her face. “You’re not here to make love to each other, I’ll fix that”, she proclaimed. Tina was unchained from the bed and had a black horses tail butt plug forced into her, along with a threat of severe punishment should the intruder somehow be dislodged.

Tina was then returned to the cage she occupied earlier. Her hands were cuffed in front of her to one of the bars on the cage. There was no danger of her escaping the cage; the handcuffs were purely for spite as Tina was required to sit without back support. Thankfully my restraints were not changed and relatively comfortable.

Mistress then turned up the volume on the Southern Gospel channel of the closed circuit Sirius XM system. “I am certain you will enjoy the non stop music for the rest of the night”, she chortled before turning out the lights and leaving us unattended again.

NARRATED BY MISTRESS:

It is always a pleasure to have two submissives confined for training, but in this case there were multiple issues. Tina had not consented to confinement and training; while she had consented to Rebecca’s discipline, emergency circumstances required a change of plans.

It was very tempting to push the slut to her limit, but not being acquainted with Rick, I wasn’t aware of his preferences. So far Tina’s punishments had been modest, with the fifty or so flogger lashes carefully calibrated so as not to inflict severe welts or pain, ordinarily a submissive receives at least twenty strokes with the rattan cane and most reach their breaking point.

Rebecca, my niece, was another matter; with the familial relationship militating against severe torture. However I was troubled by her seeming ingratitude for my professional services.

The paramount issue was that I was not being compensated for my services. I do not perform charity work, the only services I perform without charge, are those involving retribution.

I decided to call Rick and elicit his feelings on this matter. He had no interest in providing me with any tribute, neither was he particularly interested in my enhanced disciplinary methods, so it was agreed at 8:00AM that he would arrive at my home, Tina would then be released, along with Rebecca.

I’ve always enjoyed springing bizarre surprises on my submissives, so in this case I turned to Khalid, a bondage enthusiast and one of my associates. He is a graduate assistant at a local university, of Arab descent and customarily attired in a robe and turban. His particular fetish is oral sex with a restrained female.

Khalid readily accepted my offer and arrived within the hour, in his customary attire. Tina and Rebecca were quite surprised when they were rousted and ordered to stand at attention, their wrists cuffed behind them, their posture and cleavage was accentuated by connecting the cuffs to the rear of their collars.

“The gentlemen you are about to meet is a buyer for an Arab Sheik who has vacancies in his harem. Khalid will inspect you and touch you in any way he desires and may make me an offer, I don’t have to tell you what will happen if you resist or show any disrespect”. At this point Khalid entered the room and both sluts were in a state of abject terror.

As part of the ruse Khalid began mystically chanting with his hands folded in prayer position. “My offer for the brunette is five thousand dollars”, he announced. “No way, she goes for ten thousand”, I replied.

Khalid then simulated a call on his cell, engaging in a five minute animated discussion, in a foreign language, with the fictional sheik. He then hung up, declaring “I’m sorry no deal”. It took great effort on my part to avoid betraying the ruse.

“That’s unfortunate but I will honor my agreement that you can have your way with one of the two sluts”. “I want the tall one”, he replied.

“Bitch kneel”, I commanded, Rebecca knowing better than to resist, obligingly dropped to her knees, as Khalid dropped his pants. “You will hold my wad until I tell you to swallow, is that understood” he commanded. “Yes Sir” she replied, then strained for nearly five minutes to deliver oral sex, hands free, to his satisfaction.

Upon ejaculating, Khalid seemed to derive great pleasure from forcing her to retain the ejaculate in her mouth for nearly three minutes, before ordering it to be swallowed.

Before Khalid departed I secured the pair once again, but reversed their positions. Tina was permitted the relative comfort of lying on the bed, with her wrists attached to the headboard by leather cuffs. Rebecca was made to sit in the cage, her wrists cuffed to the overhead bars of the cage, assuring several hours of discomfort. The gospel music was turned back on.

After chatting with Khalid for a few minutes before his departure, I used some prescription Ambien to quickly induce some much needed sleep.

Upon awakening at 6:00AM, it was necessary to devote my attention to Tina. As Rick was scheduled to pick her up at 8:00, she would be required to deliver a “recital” in his presence. Hopefully this would impress him favorably with my professional competence, induce him to pay a tribute, and ideally to book Tina for another session.

Training Tina for the recital was not easy and with so little time left, I used a Pavlovian like method with electric shocks to her cunt-nearly thirty were required to overcome her recalcitrance. Rebecca remained in the cage, she would be dealt with after Tina’s departure.

At 8:00 Rick arrived and was shown to the living room. I led Tina from the bedroom and most certainly Rick was awed by the sight. Naked and led by a leash, she had been fitted with a tight collar. Her wrists were cuffed behind her and tied to the rear of the collar, forcing her breasts to be thrust forward. At my command she assumed a strict kneeling position and commenced with her recital.

“Sir Rick I am a useless slut and not deserving of someone of your stature. Mistress has shown me the error of my ways and if you take me back I promise to be loyal to you sexually and to obey your every order”.

Rick accepted her offer, then asked “How much do I owe you?”. I suggested three hundred dollars would be adequate, assuring him that it was below my normal rate and further that it included a thirty day warranty. At any time during that period, if he were not satisfied with her behavior, I would provide three hours of remedial discipline at no cost.

“What about the bitch Rebecca?, asked Rick. “She is confined to a cage at the moment but you may see her if you wish”, I replied. Rick upon confronting her denounced her as incompetent and treacherous, promising never to speak with her again.

Tina requested to speak with Rebecca but permission was denied. She was allowed to dress and left immediately in Rick’s company.

END PART 1

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MY AUNT THE DOMINATRIX Part 2 by Long Tall Mary

Mistress kept me locked in the cage for nearly thirty minutes after Tina’s departure. At that time I was let out and ordered to kneel on the floor, my hands laced behind my head, while Mistress sat leisurely on the couch eating her breakfast.

Mistress berated me for not showing proper respect, it seemed she was more upset over my failure to offer her tribute than anything else. I begged to differ with her, but knew that additional punishment was all but certain if I did. Therefore I feigned an apology and surprisingly she accepted it. I was then given temporary clothing to replace what had been shredded, and allowed to leave.

The next few days were emotionally traumatic. My attempt to allay hostilities with Rick was unsuccessful, he hung up on me. Karl called and apologized for his behavior, but I was in no rush to forgive him, so for the time being it would play hard to get. I was thus a female free agent and was confident of finding new male companionship.

Further adversity quickly confronted me. Two days later I received a layoff notice, ostensibly due to reduction of the management staff. However several months earlier I had rejected the sexual advances of the upper level manager who decided which staff would be laid off, making my choice rather suspect. For the time being I would subsist on unemployment compensation.

Five days later, not yet having found such companionship, Karl again called with an interesting proposition. Tina had broken up with Rick and was evicted from his house,she was now shacking with Karl. Her car had been repoed, thus she was dependent upon Karl for subsistence. Would I be receptive to a surprise session involving forced bondage with her?

My initial reaction was to reject the proposal out of hand but after thinking it over, I decided it just might not be a bad idea. As far I was concerned the sexual chemistry between Karl and I was not intended to be broken. Sooner or later he would see the error of his ways and beg me to reconcile. His comments concerning Tina indicated that he expected their relationship to be of short duration. Karl assured me that he would not use drugs and refrain from subjecting me to any violence.

It was agreed my arrival at Karl’s would be at 8:30 in the evening, and that I would wear a two piece black vinyl dominatrix outfit. I was so determined to please him that I went out and purchased the outfit from a swank boutique for two hundred fifty dollars.

Before leaving I decided to make a bold move. Acall was made toAunt Mary apologizing for any disrespect shown to her previously. The main purpose of the call was to elicit her feelings on Tina’s disloyalty to Rick, after all Mistress had promised a thirty day warranty. I fully expected her to reject my request, on the grounds that Tina had a new owner, thus voiding the warranty.

Much to my surprise she agreed to pay a house call and “teach the slut a lesson she’ll never forget”. This would be at no charge and was acceptable to Karl. While unwilling to discuss the matter on the phone, Mistress indicated it might be possible to “relocate” Tina.

At 8:30PM I arrived at Karl’s, catching Tina by surprise. She was seated on the couch, watching TV, and attired casually in sweat pants and a hooded sweatshirt. “What is she doing here Karl”, she angrily exclaimed. “I decided we would have a bondage threesome you fucking cunt and you have no say in the matter”, he shot back.

It had been agreed that Tina would be transported to my home, as Karl’s apartment was hardly ideal for what we had in mind. “Hands behind you slut”, I commanded and snapped handcuffs into place. “This isn’t necessary I won’t resist”, Tina pleaded.

My response was to wedge a knotted nylon stocking into her mouth, then wrap a strip of black duct tape several times around her head. It would keep her quiet and I could care less if removing it was painful.

I then led Tina to the parking lot and placed her in the rear of Karl’s van. He drove as I followed behind in my Honda Civic, we had agreed that if for any reason the police should try to stop him, I would divert the police car with some violation, enabling Karl to avoid being stopped.

The five mile drive to my home went without incident and Tina was led from the driveway, into the house. Consistent with her submissive nature, she offered no resistance, however at the time she was unaware of the impending visit of Mistress Mary.

I promptly assumed command of the situation. The handcuffs were removed and she was ordered to strip naked; I then forced her to bend over the top of a wood table. Each of her legs was rope tied to the opposite table leg, the same procedure was repeated with each of her wrists. She was now in a most uncomfortable position, with both her ass and mouth accessible for use.

Removing duct tape can be quite painful and that is exactly what I had in mind as I ripped off the gag, taking pleasure as she grimaced in pain. The nylon was removed from her mouth; before she had a chance to speak it was replaced with a leather penis gag.

At this point I informed her that Mistress would be arriving within the hour. Tina went ballistic, figuratively of course, she would have done so literally were it not for the ropes securing her. With her screams muted by the gag, she struggled in vain to free herself from the table. My reaction was to laugh in her face, before commencing with a brutal fisting. I had never fisted anyone in my life, but my animosity towards Tina was so intense, I could think of no better way to torture her. My mind was vivid with the images of Mistress having done the same to her previously.

All five fingers of my latexed right hand quickly disappeared from sight, burrowing their way within the innards of her vaginal anatomy. To replicate Mistress’ performance, I sang the words to “Singing in the Rain” from Clockwork Orange. After about five minutes of painful fisting I withdrew my hand, proceeding to the next phase.

Karl sat on the couch, shedding his trousers and boxers, while I knelt in front of him and gave him the superb quality, deep throat blow job, which is my sexual trademark. Tina, still bound to the table, could not help but see what was transpiring, combined with the physical pain from being fisted, it assured maximal suffering, both physically and emotionally

About fifteen minutes later Mistress arrived, attired in her characteristic mini skirt and sporting a blond wig, different from the one she had previously, but just as outlandish. It was obvious Karl was turned on by this; I had forewarned him to address her as “Mistress” at all times, and to refrain from making any passes at her.

Mistress quickly used her baby talk prattle to further humiliate Tina. “Your ass needs a little color”, she quipped. Having spared her a caning previously, she was not about to do so today. Using a bamboo type cane, she delivered thirty strokes to the buttocks, pausing deliberately between strokes, and doing her best to prevent Tina from knowing precisely when the next stroke would come.

“I don’t think she can take anymore, but at least she has color to her ass”, Mistress declared. Indeed Tina’s buttocks were replete with ugly looking welts that would take some time to heal. “That wasn’t so bad was it,” Mistress cooed as she patted Tina on the head.

The three of us then retired to another room, out of Tina’s earshot, to discuss a sensitive issue. Mistress then set forth a daring proposition: “Tina is an ideal candidate to be sold into slavery, she has no relatives, few friends and no job, her disappearance will hardly be noticed. Due to natural gas drilling in Northern Pennsylvania there is a demand for hookers. Tina will be sold to a pimp couple and trained to serve men. She will be under continual restraint to prevent escape but eventually she will accept her slavery and have no desire to do so. Drugs will be used to control her as well”.

I was stunned by the proposition, not because Tina was undeserving of enslavement, but for fear that Karl and I would end up in prison. Mistress did her best to assuage our fears, offering to immediately pay us two thousand dollars cash for the sale.

Mistress would transport Tina in her van. After overnight confinement at Mistress’ dungeon, accompanied by a partner,she would be delivered to her new owners, a drive of less than three hours.The partner had training with injectable drugs, which would be used to sedate Tina during transport.

Immediately after being transferred to her new owner, Tina would be confined in a cell, and plied with drugs. By means of drug therapy and other methods, she would be ready and eager to serve men in about two weeks.

Karl and I finally agreed to the sale; Mistress then presented me with an envelope containing two thousand dollars in one hundred, fifty and twenty dollar bills. “She is now my property”, Mistress announced.

Mistress then proceeded to inform Tina of her fate. Realizing the futility of struggling or begging, she listened forlornly as Mistress described in rather precise detail, the mechanics of enslavement.

“Your trainers will be a husband and wife, they are very brutal and you can expect to be chained in a secure basement area. You will be fitted with a steel collar that will remain in place until you complete your training. Sedating drugs will be provided to ease your anxiety and make you dependent on your owners. Your hair will be shaven and you will be transformed into a blond as they command the most market appeal. You will be allowed to communicate with no one other than your trainers, and you will learn the techniques of serving men sexually, not that you are not already so experienced, you can expect to be flogged quite often, even if you are obedient your owners enjoy torture for the sake of torture”.

What Mistress would do next should not have surprised me, given her visceral sadism. Tina would be branded, using a hot iron, the letter “S” would be inscribed on her left buttock. “Your new owners require this before they will take delivery of you, but don’t worry it won’t be that painful, the pain from your caning will take your mind off it”, Mistress patted Tina gently on the head as she spoke in her cooing, baby style manner.

I positioned myself facing Tina so that I could enjoy watching her facial expressions during the branding. Mistress seemed to be quite gleeful as she readied the iron, once again patting her on the forehead and chuckling “It will be over in a jiff”. Tina, resigned to her fate, showed little emotion as the branding iron contacted her buttock, with the process taking less than two minutes.

Mistress stood back to admire her sadistic handcraft, inviting Karl and I to do the same. “All right time for transport cut her loose”, commanded Mistress, at which point I removed the ropes binding Tina to the table. Mistress had brought temporary clothing for her,“This is what you will be wearing when presented to your new owners”;the wardrobe consisted of black stockings, a garter belt, a low cut fishnet dress and pumps, she would remain ball gagged.

“Now dress and be quick about or you’ll get another twenty strokes with the cane”, snapped Mistress. She was visibly angry but I could not determine whether or not it was contrived. Tina, obviously in pain, struggled to comply. To satisfy my sadistic curiosity, I then asked Mistress whether I could watch as Tina was placed in her vehicle for transport. “If it turns you on go ahead but you may not speak to her”, she replied caustically.

Tina’s wrists were cuffed behind her, this was followed by attaching a short chain leash to the collar. She was then led to Mistress’ Ford Transit Connect van parked in my driveway. At this point a spandex hood was placed over her head. I have no doubt this was done to deny me the pleasure of seeing the terror in her face.

Karl and I were ordered to stand aside as Mistress opened the rear door and quickly locked Tinain a steel cage, positioned on the floor of the cargo hold. She then abruptly slammed the rear door shut, and without saying a word got behind the wheel and drove off.

Between the darkness and the intransigence of Mistress, I had been deprived off the opportunity to look her in the face, as well as expressing my contemptfor Tina in her final moments of freedom. She was now the property of Mistress and within a day would be sold to new owners.

Karl was clearly upset over the loss of his pet slave. In retaliation, I was stripped and bound to the table in the same manner as Tina, he then took a flogger and delivered at least twenty strokes to my buttocks.

As painful as it was, I was more than willing to satisfy him sexually. Still bound to the table, and with Karl standing over me, I deep throated his cock until I gagged. He then announced that the two thousand dollars was his; to further punish me I was left bound to the table for nearly an hour while Karl enjoyed a bondage video.

Despite the financial loss,coupled with the physical pain, it was a small price to pay for the peace of mind of knowing that never again would Tina be his toy.