Cute Girls

Mistress Katherine

I suppose I should start at the beginning, but the beginning wasn’t a very good start for me. I hadn’t had good luck with Mistresses, because the ones I chose required a high tolerance for pain. And I wasn’t one for being bruised and decorated with welts. So, I I’ll start the night I met Mistress Katherine.

It was a private club in Chicago that I had attended with previous Dommes. Oh, my ex- Dommes were there on occasion, and they respected my privacy. I wasn’t talked about disrespectfully (that I know of). But others knew me there already; especially the female subs. We would sit on the couch in one corner of the dungeon and talk until one (or more) was snatched away to play. Sometimes I was invited by their Domme to join in, always with the discussion of what would be done beforehand, unless they knew me.

Well, this was a Friday night. I was not wearing leather (well, on the outside, anyway) as I belonged to no one at the moment, but I was wearing tan pleated dress pants and a white shirt open to the middle of my chest and un-tucked (as was the least to be expected of a submissive male here).

This club was my favorite. It was dimly lit, and when you entered, the first thing you saw was the lobby. The lobby was graced by a long, non-alcoholic bar. Immediately in front of the bar was a seating area, with couches, cushioned chairs and a few tables. The shiny black linoleum floor was speckled with throw rugs for subs that sat next to, or at their dominants feet. As a rule, the chairs were used by Dommes and the couches were for subs, unless a Dominant decided otherwise and took a seat on the couch. In this case, it was usually to gather more than one sub to them. Subs rarely took to the chairs unless there was no more room and generally vacated them quickly if a Dominant requested (or even got close for some).

To the left corner, was the first play room. This one was for bondage-style play, with ringed tables and horses, crosses, frames and open areas for simple tying with ropes or leather. In the far corner ahead, there was the medical and water play rooms. The far right offered a number of smaller rooms with bondage furniture that could be moved about. The rooms also offered fasteners on the walls. There were doors on these rooms that made play very private and personal.

Tonight, there were more new faces than usual. One especially caught my eye. She was at the bar talking to another Mistress. She was a submissive’s walking wet dream. The only place I’d seen someone that looked that beautiful, wearing that type of outfit, was in a Domination Magazine. She was sitting at the end of the bar closest to the sub couch, and the Domme she was talking to was at the end of the bar. She was beautiful. She had raven black hair, wavy and silky, that flowed to the middle of her back. I could tell, even by the dim light of the bar that her eyes were dark. That was always a weakness for me. I have an uncanny ability to read a lot of people by their eyes, except when they were so dark you could hardly see their pupils. Her face was perfect, with ruby red lipstick that almost glowed.

She was wearing a black and red corset, part leather and part latex. Her breasts were large and fit all so well into the outfit. Then her legs… I have always been a leg man, but again, it’s one of my weaknesses. I love oral servitude. The more she demands, the more passionately I serve. This woman’s legs were perfect; long, shapely and sexy, wrapped in back, fish-net stockings and shiny red high-heeled leather boots. I know she glanced at me and caught me looking, but just smiled and continued her conversation.

“Hi!”

I was startled out of my stare by a cute little collared blonde.

“Hello there!” I replied, turning to look at her.

She was young. She looked like a college girl. She had bright green eyes and long blonde curly hair to the middle of her back She had a pretty little smile and a VERY sexy petite body wrapped up in a leather bra and miniskirt that could not help but reveal a tiny view of red panties. I caught myself and looked back up at her.

“I’m Abrielle,” she said “and you are?”

“I’m Devoue,” I replied, “nice to meet you!”

Abrielle reached up and ran her fingers through my hair looking at it. “I like your hair! Most Mistresses like long hair on male submissives.”

“Thank you! I’ll take that as a compliment. And I REALLY love your hair. I love long hair to begin with, and your curls are really nice.”

She blushed a little and smiled. “Mistress likes to curl my hair.” She put her hand down with the other in her lap. “May I ask you something?”

“Sure!” I replied.

“Well a couple of things,” she said grinning sheepishly. “I can’t believe you’re not collared. Do you have a Mistress here?”

The question caught me a little by surprise. Usually subs would talk about other things and not get personal so quickly; but this one was bubbly, and I could see it was just her personality.

“No, actually, My last Mistress and I parted about 3 weeks ago.”

“Ah! So you’re here looking for a Domme!” she quipped.

I flinched at her question, but replied “Well, I’m visiting. I used to come here often. If I happen to meet a Domme, I may be….”

“That’s cool!” she interrupted, “I usually don’t see too many un-collared male subs in these places. Not that we come to these places often. I don’t think we go out to clubs often enough, well I don’t come along often enough anyway. Sometimes Mistress will take one of the others. But I really don’t mind too much because we can find other things to do, or Mistress will give us things to do while she’s gone. I…” She stopped for a second, blushed again, realizing she was rambling. “Sorry. Mistress says I go on too much.”

I laughed. “It’s ok, you’re cute and I like talking to you.”

Her eyes lit up and she blushed again. “So how old are you, may I ask?”

“I’m 23.” I replied.

“One year older than me!” she smiled again. “Do you live in Chicago?”

“You ARE full of questions, aren’t you?” .

She got a look of apprehension on her face.

“Oh, I’m not being too nosy, am I?”

I laughed again.

“No, just teasing. I live in the Southwest Suburbs”

“Our house is in the Southwest suburbs!” she said almost bouncing on the couch, “What do you do for a living?”

“I work on computers.” I replied.

“Nice!” she said. She sat quietly for a moment, “Excuse me! I’ll be right back!”

She got up and headed toward one of the playrooms. I turned back to look at the Domme of my dreams, but she was gone from the bar. I looked around but didn’t see her. I’d hoped she hadn’t left. In the back of my mind, I seriously doubted she would accept me, anyway. Not necessarily because of my looks, because I was an athletic young guy at the time, but because of my limits. After being turned down on a few occasions and released twice, I was used to rejection; but I enjoyed the club, just because of the D/s, BDSM atmosphere and the occasional invitation to play.

I sat back on the couch, took a deep breath, put my head back and enjoyed the view.

“Hi again!”

This time Abrielle flew over the back of the couch next to me and bounced on the seat. She startled me again.

“Well, hello again!” I laughed.

She looked down and bit her lip as if she was nervous.

“I asked my Mistress to come and meet you. I hope you don’t mind!”

“Of course not!”

It would be interesting to see who owned this little hand grenade waiting for a place to explode.

She jumped to her feet. “Here she comes already… that was fast…”

I also stood to my feet. I couldn’t believe it. The Domme approaching us from the play room was the one I was admiring; her hips swaying gracefully as she grew closer. I lowered my eyes to the floor.

I could hear her heels click on the linoleum as she came nearer to us. She stopped in front of me, standing silently. I could see her stockings and red boots, one turned outward slightly. I waited for permission to speak.

“Hmmmmmmm….” She said, and began walking around me. She finished her walk around and stopped again. “Hello, love. What’s your name?”

“Devoue, My Lady, most call me Dev.”

She put her fingernails under my chin and raised my head.

“You may look at me when I’m talking to you. I prefer it” she said calmly.

I looked up and into her eyes. They were so dark and deep that I felt as if my soul had been drawn into them in the single glance. I went weak. In seconds that small Domme smile appeared on her face. She knew I was under her control already, simply with her gaze.

She moved very close, her head tilting forward slowly, looking down into my eyes as I stood transfixed on hers. She moved her hand from under my chin, placed her nails gently behind my ear and dragged her nails down my neck, across and up behind the other ear. This sensation combined with her sensual, controlling stare made me draw a slow deep breath. Her perfume filled my nostrils, only adding to her control. I began to tremble. I knew I was being tested.

She smiled wider. “Amusing, love. Do you know what Devoue, means in French?”

Her breath was minty and cool. I almost whispered, a combination of apprehension, her control and her closeness.

“No, My Lady, I don’t.”

I actually never knew it meant anything.

She brushed the back of her hand against my cheek lightly.

“It means “dutiful”, love; Obedient, compliant, loyal. Is that what you are?”

I swallowed. Her control was incredible. I couldn’t take my eyes off of hers.

“I am, My Lady.” I whispered.

She tilted her head slightly and raised an eyebrow.

“Indeed?” she said softly.

She finally broke her stare and I could breathe once more. She searched my face with her eyes and ran her fingers thought my hair from the temples, lifting it out to its length behind my head. She let it fall and looked down the front of me; then looked back into my eyes. Instantly I succumbed to her stare again. Never had I been taken control of so easily; by any Domme.

She placed her hand into my shirt, the back of it against me and stroked my chest. Slowly, she moved down and began un-buttoning the rest of the buttons on my shirt. She stepped back, pulled my shirt open and looked at me a moment, then stepped up close to my face again.

“You’re very attractive, love. And you have no Mistress?” she asked calmly.

“No, My Lady.” I replied weakly.

She smiled again, tilted her head back, keeping eye contact.

“So tell me, love, do you find me pretty?”

It sounded like such a silly question to me, but softly, respectfully, I replied

“Yes, My Lady, I do.”

She smiled wider. “Tell me what you find so enticing about me.” She ordered gently.

I hesitated. I found EVERYTHING about her enticing. Where would I start?

She sensed the hesitation. Her voice grew firm. In contrast to the calm, soft voice she was using until then it sent a chill down my spine.

“There are some things I demand from my submissives; two of the most important things, are honesty and expediency. I find when used together, they produce the most effective results. So answer my question NOW, love”

The response was instant; practically without thought.

“Y-Your eyes, My Lady”, I stuttered out.

“And why do you find them enticing?” she asked calmly once more.

I noticed the room had become quiet. I knew we were being watched. This had happened before, but this time it was different. It usually happened in a room during a scene that others found particularly interesting. This time, those that knew me, and those that didn’t were watching a test. My trembling grew visible.

I muttered in one word answers, struggling to simply state my feelings.

“Deep, dark, beautiful… controlling” I whispered nervously.

She smiled slightly again.

“And what else do you find enticing about me?” she asked.

“Your hair, My Lady”

“And why?”

“Long, dark, wavy and silky, My Lady”

The smile playing across her lips grew slightly wider.

“And what else?”

I realized quickly where the questions were leading. My mind raced. She was waiting to hear something more obvious, something that might be harder for me to say. I was struggling for a proper way to say it. I was so nervous and pressed for time. I blurted out the most proper way I could find to say it.

“Your figure, My Lady” I said exhaling. It had to be appropriate.

Then I saw her smile grow very wide. I knew in that instant what I had done. I had been so worried about how to say that one thing that I failed to realize that I would open myself up to much more than I had intended. She gently placed the back of her hand against my cheek and began brushing softly.

She hesitated deliberately as she spoke, as if she knew what I was thinking; she knew, that I was aware I had fallen for her trap.

“And what is it… that you find… enticing… about my figure?”

I swallowed hard. My ears were burning; my face and neck went flush. How could I explain without being disrespectful? What were the proper words? My mind raced once more. She sensed my hesitation.

With a serious voice, but still smiling with a slightly evil look in her eyes, she spoke,

“I won’t wait, love. Tell me now, or lose your chance!”

I took a deep breath, I was going to do this the only way I knew how, and I was going to get it out all at once.

“Your breasts, My Lady, firm, full, beautiful. Your waist, slim. Your hips, proportionately stunning. Your legs, long supple, perfect.”

I blurted it out in one breath.

I was beyond trembling and was shaking now. She nodded, keeping her smile. She stood quietly for a few moments, reveling in my nervousness. Finally, she squeezed my cheeks so my lips formed a pucker.

“See, now love? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Small giggles circulated about the room as she let go, turned around, took a couple of steps and turned back.

“Let’s talk, love”.

I gradually got my breath (and I’m sure my color) back.

“Yes, My Lady”

Katherine turned and sat on a cushioned chair and motioned to her left side. I knelt on the throw rug beside her.

“Abrielle?” she motioned to her right.

Abrielle quickly obeyed. She turned back to me.

“Sit, please, love.”

I sat, crossing my legs.

“So, love, why is it you have no Mistress at the moment?”

Bringing it up caused two responses, one of guilt and sorrow for my failure; and the other of fear of this relationship ending now. But I knew I had to answer quickly.

I swallowed hard, looked down at the floor and mumbled my response.

“I failed my Mistress, My Lady”.

She reached down under my chin and turned my head up to look at her again.

“Look at me, Devoue”.

Her eyes were more compassionate this time.

“You were dismissed, then?”

Looking up at her, the question only supported my fear of rejection once more.

“Y-Yes, My Lady”

“And what was the reason?” she asked calmly.

I almost looked away again, embarrassed, but remembered and kept my gaze to her eyes.

“My low tolerance for pain, My Lady. She wasn’t satisfied with me.”

Her head went back as if in acknowledgement.

“Ahhhh, and did you explain this to her before she took you?”

I sighed. They were always the same questions, and it was my fault.

“No, My Lady, I didn’t know she expected it.”

She nodded.

“You’ll know better now, won’t you?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

She crossed her legs and leaned closer.

“Tell me, love. How did it make you feel to be dismissed?”

I sighed again, the pain making its way into my chest.

“I’m ok, My Lady”.

She smiled and shook her head.

“Don’t lie, love. I can see it in your eyes. You have to be honest with me, remember? Now tell me, how did it make you feel?”

I took a deep breath.

“I was hurt, My Lady, deeply, and it still pains me.”

She smiled softly.

“I see that.”

She placed her elbow on the armrest of the chair and put her chin her hand, looking down at me.

“Did she ask you about your limits to pain specifically when you talked?”

I thought back.

“No, My Lady, but…”

“That was also her job, Devoue. Tolerance to pain is very important to discuss before one accepts a submissive. Now that you know you should always make that information privy to a Domme, you should also know it was not all your fault. You shouldn’t dwell on it.” she said calmly.

“Yes, My Lady.”

This did not resolve the question of whether or not she would be interested in me because of the issue. I think she could see the concern in my eyes.

She looked away a moment, running her hand along her leg..

“Well, love, I am a sensual Dominant. My name is Katherine. I do not beat or mark my slaves,” she smiled as if in thought and looked back at me, head angled, “but there are different kinds of pain; more subtle, that can be gradually adapted to, and increased as needed. Do you allow your limits to be tested, Devoue?”

“Yes, My Lady. I do all I can for my Mistress.”

She looked over at Abrielle, who smiled up at her. Katherine smiled, sighed and looked back at me.

“I’m going to the bar. I will be back in a little while,”

She turned back to Abrielle.

“I’ll let Abrielle explain how things are done at our house.”

Once again she turned back to me,

“If you have questions I will be happy to answer them when I return.”

As she stood up, Abrielle and I jumped to our feet and lowered our heads. She ran her hand under my chin, then turned and walked gracefully to the bar.

Abrielle grabbed my hand, practically dragged me back over to the couch, and pushed me down on it. She plopped down next to me, her curly blonde hair bouncing around playfully. She was smiling like a kid that just saw the Christmas presents under the tree.

“So…. What do you want to know?” she asked.

The first question was obvious to me.

“Do you think she likes me?”

Her eyes got wide and she had this dumbfounded look on her face.

“Duh! Trust me! We wouldn’t be having this conversation if she didn’t! I think she finds you adorable. Like me!” she said, blushing slightly again.

I think I blushed also.

“Thank you!”

‘What else?”

“Pain?” I asked hesitantly.

She smiled again.

“Well, like she said, she’s a sensual Domme. She doesn’t believe in whips, bruises, welts and things. But she does use instruments sometimes, but in “different” ways.”

I swear I saw her eyes glaze over for a moment.

“She’s VERY good at teasing and denial.”

I smiled and shivered. She caught it.

“Ah, you like that, too, I see.”

I grinned sheepishly.

“What does she like to do to her submissives?”

She smiled and this time her eyes did begin to glaze over.

“Well, I don’t see many male slaves. The only ones I’ve seen were visiting for training or certain types of discipline. She does get us involved with them on occasion. But she enjoys watching us do things together. Sometimes…”

“Sorry… Us?” I interrupted.

She snapped out of her haze for a moment.

“Oh, you don’t know yet. I’m one of three females in her stable,” she started, “there’s also Leiko, and Adrianna. Leiko is Japanese, she’s also a switch…”

Her eyes glazed over again.

“She’s good. Mistress says she was a Geisha when Mistress found her. She’s uses acupressure, acupuncture, and her Nawa Shibari is incredible!”

“Nawa Shibari?”

“Oh, Japanese Rope Bondage… she ties you up loose or tight; good knots! She leaves areas protruding and exposed, making them REAL sensitive to the touch. She can tie you TO things too, she can tie you suspended, she can even just tie you up lying where you are; but wherever or however, you’re not going anywhere! You’re helpless and open to any sensual form of touching.”

“Geez… and accupuncture?”

“Oooooo,” she started, “That’s crazy. The needles really don’t hurt. Sometimes you don’t even feel them. But the thing is, she knows how to place them. So… you do like Teasing and Denial?”

“One of my favorites.”

She smiled big.

“I saw her put pins in a male near his balls. His Mistress had given him Viagra before the session. Mistress Katherine and us, we all took turns doing what we wanted playing with his… cock. He could only get about half an erection, but you could tell that what he was feeling was incredible. The slightest touch or lick would make him moan and squirm. And fervent sucking! He would spasm, begging to cum! When we would stop sucking, he would be shaking so bad and gasping. I know what it’s like! She’s done it to us!”

She looked at me and smiled a little and bit her lip.

“Here’s the thing… the reason he only got half an erection and the reason he was going crazy, was because the pins were keeping him just short of cumming. His cock was pumping; Leiko said it was because his balls were filling with cum, but he couldn’t ejaculate. He was always on the edge. We took turns for THREE hours!”

She smiled. I blinked at her. She was all hazy again, just thinking about it.

To tell the truth, it was a little unnerving. Not really her excitement, but the situation I was walking into. I was used to being with a Mistress alone. Female subs might be invited at a club, but rarely in our private play at home, much less, three. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that the concept was unappealing. It just struck me as possibly being a bit overwhelming.

I had drifted away in my mind.

“Dev?”

I looked at her again.

“Oh, sorry! Just thinking.”

She smiled knowingly, her bright green eyes sparkling.

“What else do you want to know?”

“Tell me everything she likes from you.”

She grinned. “Normally or sexually?”

I blinked again and grinned myself.

“Well, let’s start with normally.”

She thought for a second.

“Well, we keep house for her. She expects that. She likes when it’s clean. We take care of the flowers and yard, except for the lawn. Someone comes and does that.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“But maybe she’ll have you do that if you’re there. Adrianna is our cook, she prepares excellent meals. Leiko fixes oriental dishes sometimes. We do the laundry for her and press and hang her things. She has some beautiful clothes; even her business clothes are nice.”

“Business… what does she do?”

“She’s a financial consultant. She works all over, helping companies get their accounts and finances in order. She also helps them get an accounting department started, if they need it. She helps set up staff, trains them… well you get the idea.”

“What do you for work if you do all those things for her?”

She blinked. “We don’t work outside. We’re busy enough!” she giggled.

This was another shocker.

“None of you work outside?”

“Of course not! Mistress takes care of everything we need! Food, clothing, a roof, everything is provided.”

I blinked again.

“You don’t go out for anything?”

She laughed.

“Silly! Of course we can go out. We’re not prisoners. We must have our chores done, ask if she has need of us, ask permission to go, tell her where we’re going and how long we’ll be gone. Not because she’s nosy, but because she worries about us. For that reason, all she requires is that at least two of go out together at a time, so we can watch out for each other. Many times, all three of us go out.”

“Wow… what do you do for money?”

“We each have an account that we save in. Mistress has a lot of money; some from her parents and grandparents. She’s had her business for years. She has others that work for her and actually run her business more or less when she’s not there. She’s very intelligent that way. She keeps watch on her business by way of her laptop. If she sees a problem, she’ll go in or call and get the details remedied.” She looked at me seriously. “She’s VERY smart. Don’t try to put anything past her. I swear she reads minds sometimes.”

My mind raced back to her test.

“Oh, I could tell that already”

“She likes horse-back riding, swimming, the beach, working out…. I think she comes up with new experiences all the time. She likes to take us sometimes, for the fun. She likes us to brush her hair. Leiko gets to do that more often, but we all do get turns. Her hair is always so soft, thick and beautiful.”

She stopped and glanced at me.

“I see by your introduction, you like her hair, too. Don’t worry about that scene. I think you did real well. She seemed impressed.”

I was beginning to think this was too good to be true. The thought crossed my mind that she may expect me to quit my job if I moved in with her. I was mostly an independent consultant and my time was mine, but I wasn’t sure how I could take that. I shifted the conversation.

“And sexually?”

She smiled and that haze started drawing back over her eyes.

“Mmmmmm…. She adores foot-worship. I love her feet. She calls on me most often for that, but will call the others sometimes. Leiko is a GREAT foot massager. She showed me how to do it. When she did it to me, I just didn’t want to put my feet back on the floor, they felt so good.”

I had never done that before. I had licked Dommes boots, but never worshipped their feet.

“She also appreciates oral servitude. She doesn’t demand it often…” she blushed, “I offer it more often than she demands it. I think she likes that, even though it’s not always accepted.”

She began to drift, as she looked into empty space.

“She’s so insatiable then. Multiple orgasms, gentleness… and she lets herself expose her softest side. I love that. She’ll call any of us for that when she wants us; sometimes more than one of us.”

She thought, then kept going.

“She LOVES teasing. She’ll take one of us alone, or she’ll bring us in to tease one another, or she’ll tease all of us herself. Sometimes, she and a couple of us will tease the other. It can get pretty crazy. But fun-crazy!”

Now I started drifting. Could I handle this? It was fun at the club occasionally, but all the time? I must have looked confused.

“Dev? Is something wrong?”

I looked at her.

“I don’t know. I don’t think so. It’s kind of a lot to take in.”

Her jaw dropped. What’s wrong? I didn’t scare you off, did I? I didn’t mean to…”

“Abrielle, my dear… what have you told our poor Devoue?”

Katherine had returned unexpectedly. We both jumped off the couch and took our positions.

“I don’t think I said any… I hope I didn’t say anything wrong, Mistress.”

She smiled softly and sat down, motioning to her sides. We sat next to her again. She turned and looked down at me.

She asked softly, “So love, is there something that disturbs you?”

One look into her eyes again, and it felt like everything was perfect.

“No, My Lady. I’m fine.”

She sighed, placed her fingernails under my chin and drew closer.

“Devoue, is this what happened with your previous Domme? Did you hide your feelings and thoughts because you were captivated by her, or afraid of her? Don’t do this to yourself, love. You must be open and honest, no matter what you feel.”

I believe she saw the concern in my eyes again as I looked at her. She sighed, and moved her fingertips to my cheek.

“Confidence, love. Don’t let bad experiences rule your life. A Dominant wants a submissive that is sure of them self; that knows their worth.”

She was right, of course; even as she spoke those words, I felt my reactions were making her slip away.

“I’m sorry, My Lady.”

“About what, love?”

“My lack of confidence, My Lady.”

She leaned back in her chair and began slowly running her hand over her thigh again.

“Then tell me love. What concerns you? If you have questions, ask them.”

I took a deep breath.

“My Lady, I understand your submissives live with you, and don’t have outside jobs. Is that what you expect of me?”

She cocked her head, and raised an eyebrow.

“Would you prefer not to?”

Again, I feared my answer would put a stop to it all, but I thought carefully.

“I think I could, My Lady, my job is independent. I have no one to report to, but…”

She leaned close again.

“But it’s a big step, isn’t it?” she asked, as if she know what was on my mind.

“Yes, My Lady.”

She smiled and leaned back.

“You’re right, it is….”

I held my breath as she thought.

“How about middle ground then, love? You can stay with us, but go when you need to work. It will accomplish two things; you will still be able to work, and you will see how we live. You will meet all of us and learn all about us. If in time, you would like to stay full time, you may work for me. I may even be able to use your skills in my business. I could use someone who knows computers to help me with my contacts.”

Abrielle had obviously told her of my profession. I heard a small huff from Abrielle. Katherine laughed lightly.

“He would be with us often, little one,” she looked at me, “I think Abrielle is already jealous of your time.”

Abrielle blushed.

“So, love, what other concerns are there?”

I hesitated, and replied

“My Lady, will I fit in? I mean you have never had a male of your own with the others. Will they accept me? And… well… do you think I could handle it?”

She smiled at Abrielle and shook her head, then looked back at me.

“I love this little one much, but she does go on. You would be new, Devoue. You would not be rushed into new things too quickly, if that’s what you wish. There would be play, however; you’re certainly not afraid of that?”

I smiled sheepishly.

“No, My Lady, not at all”

“Then you will fit in, and everyone will accept you,” she glanced at Abrielle again, “one, perhaps more than the others.”

Abrielle looked innocently upward.

“Now, the last question, I believe was “Do you think I can handle it?”, wasn’t it? ”

“Yes, My Lady”

She smiled. It was a confusing look, half amusement and half slightly evil. She leaned toward me again, looking into my eyes.

“Now that, love, is for us to determine, isn’t it? I think you can handle it. I’ll be sure you can. In all honesty,” the evil grew more present in her eyes, “it will be my job to make sure you’re always on the edge of what you can handle. It’s more fun that way, isn’t it love?”

Her eyes were burning into mine, but her words excited me, driving my desire outward.

“Yes, My Lady, indeed”

She leaned back, again, sensing she had made her point, and obviously noting I was becoming more comfortable.

“Anything else, love?”

“No, My Lady.”

She rested her elbows at the arms of the chair, clasped her hands together in her lap and looked at Abrielle.

“Then what shall we do with this one, tonight, my dear? I’ve talked to some that know him, and it seems he has a reputation for being a good toy.”

I blinked. She hadn’t been idle while we were talking.

Abrielle’s eyes lit up. She was ready for anything.

“Ooooo, Mistress, can we?”

Katherine looked at me.

“I think I have another test for him,” she looked back at Abrielle, “shall we see where he stands?”

Abrielle put a hand over her mouth and giggled.

“That would be fun, My Lady!”

She turned back to me.

“I trust you’re at least wearing underwear, love. I like my toys nearly, if not all the way naked.”

I had worn a loin cloth beneath my pants, as so many Dommes enjoyed.

“Yes, My Lady” I replied nervously.

“Well, then what are you waiting for? You have my permission to stand!”

Abrielle smiled and watched intently as I stood and removed all clothes but the loincloth. Katherine stood and ran her fingernails across my shoulders, down my back and over my rear.

She started walking away and crooked her finger at me.

“This way, love.”

We were heading to the bondage room. Abrielle was so close behind me, I thought she would step on my heels. We walked into the room and Katherine stopped to look over the cross.

“Yes… this will do well,” she looked at me with an evil little smile. “Wait here.”

Abrielle looked at me and giggled, following her Mistress.

She went to speak to another Domme. I recognized her as Lady Anne. She had played with me before here, as well as her sub, Dawn. This must have been one of the people Katherine talked to about me. After a moment, the two Dommes walked over to a bag that Katherine promptly removed cuffs and ropes from. They walked over toward me, talking. Katherine stopped next to me, gave me a playful slap on my rear and pointed at the cross.

“I hear you know the drill!”

I grinned weakly.

“Yes, My Lady”

I stood up, back to the cross and assumed the position. The Dommes started buckling the cuffs to my wrists. As was usual about this point, my heart started racing. They fastened the ropes to the cuffs. That nervous, excited feeling of being totally at someone’s control took over as they lifted my arms and passed the ropes through the loops at the top of the cross, pulling them snug and tying them securely. Lady Anne winked at me with her own evil smile as they both bent down and began buckling the remaining cuffs to my ankles.

“Hi! I’m Dawn!”

She came out of nowhere and was addressing herself to Abrielle. She looked at me with a sexy smile and waved. Dawn was a doll; a little older than me, maybe 25. She had straight red hair that ran all the way to her waist, when it was down. Her eyes were ever changing from brown, to hazel, to a dark green. She had European features that made her look both beautiful and mysterious; her lips were pink, full and inviting. She was almost a head taller than me, barefooted. But the thing that drove me crazier more than anything, of course, was her long beautiful legs and perfect breasts. Lady Anne is more than aware of her endowments and uses them in most tantalizing ways to tease.

My attention wavered as I felt my legs drawn apart to the bottom corners of the cross. I flexed my hands in apprehension and excitement as they secured the ropes. I looked back at the girls. Dawn had taken Abrielle a few steps away, and they were whispering so I couldn’t hear.

They giggled as my view was suddenly blocked by Katherine. She was close, and her eyes again latched onto mine, taking control of my soul; and again, her perfume wafted into my nostrils as she spoke.

“Now, love, let’s see where you stand.”

I didn’t understand yet what she meant, but I trusted her. My heart was racing as she stepped over and spoke to Lady Anne, leaving me bound and pondering about her statement.

Lady Anne nodded, looked back at me smiling, and walked back over by where she was before. Katherine took a folding chair, opened it and placed in right in front of me. She sat down, crossed her legs and looked at me for a few moments, smiling that little evil smile that Dommes were so good at. This only intensified my feelings.

Finally, she spoke up.

“Girls?”

The two girls who were still talking with their backs to us jumped to her side.

“Yes, Mistress?” Abrielle asked quickly.

“Abrielle, I take it you explained what I want to Dawn?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I could hear her trying to suppress her excitement. Katherine looked up at me, tilted her had back; her look became mildly serious.

“Just relax, Devoue. Don’t struggle, don’t resist. Stay perfectly still. I would prefer that stress not affect this test. You understand?”

“Yes, My Lady”

Still looking me, she said “All right girls, then let’s start with step one, shall we?”

The two girls cam up to the cross looking at me like cats sneaking up on their prey. Abrielle stopped in front of me but slightly to my right, so Katherine could plainly see me. She put her right hand up on the cross and brought her lips right up to my ear.

“Mmmmmmmmmm,” she breathed, “do you know what we’re going to do YOU, baby?”

The shock of both her hot breath and tone of voice pierced me, sending shivers down my spine. I hardly got a grasp on it when Dawn slunk around behind the cross and her lips nearly brushing my other ear.

“You’re ours! We’re going to make you cum right here in front of everyone, this time, baby.”

I was already well aware of Dawns abilities, and the next shiver raised goose-bumps as their words heated me up. I forced myself to look back at Katherine, whose eyes were fixed on my loincloth. Instantly, I knew what kind of test this was. I knew what she meant by “See where you stand”, or maybe “didn’t stand” as the case may be.

I had a previous Domme that was very firm in her rule of no erections until she wanted them. She taught me concentration techniques that were pretty effective in controlling it when there was no physical contact. She even pushed them into physical contact sometimes to see if I had improved. Failure sometimes resulted in temporary chastity.

In any case, I put those techniques to work. I leaned my head back a bit and closed my eyes about halfway. I had found that if I closed my eyes all the way, the Dommes suspected what I was doing and told me to open them. Halfway, they thought I was just enjoying myself. I shut myself down to the words. I heard them, but I was able to control my reaction to them.

They weren’t touching me yet, but Dawn spoke again, as Abrielle took a slow walk around the cross.

“Mmmmm… we’re going to tease you and play with you. You’re going to get so hard!”

Her words were not so much the distraction as was her lips so close to my ear. Abrielle made her tour around the cross and brought her face up next to mine, the same ear.

“And Mistress says we have permission to play. I can’t wait to see how you do.”

Then they pushed me a little further. Dawn leaned forward from behind and they kissed, three times. I still remember vividly, each smack of their lips next to my ear took a few more seconds as they held it. I closed my eyes completely to maintain control, but reopened them halfway quickly.

Abrielle had caught my response, and that was almost my undoing. She looked at Dawn and crooked her finger at her, motioning to come around the cross. They stood with their faces only an inch or so in front of mine. Abrielle linked her fingers around Dawns neck. Dawn took Abrielles’ face gently in her fingertips. They brought their lips together and kissed deeply. I took a deep breath and sighed, trying not to look. They heard me and it got worse. Their tongues entwined as they separated slightly and they looked over at me, smiling. They kissed again, tongues in each others mouths; they both moaned. I raised my eyes to the ceiling, struggling to maintain control. I felt a twitch, but I was still without an erection. They pulled apart.

Abrielle was changing glances, looking at Dawns lips and looking at me, smiling as Dawn spoke. “Mmmmm… she’s good, Dev! She has soft lips… she kisses nice. I’ll bet she’s wet, now, Dev. Maybe I can ask her Mistress if I can check, hmm?”

Dawn was good and more aggressive than Abrielle. She had done this before. Watching could be controlled. Blocking the words was very difficult.

“Ooooooo.. really?” Abrielle was in the conversation again. “I think you’ll find I’m wet. Let me see….”

She reached down into her leather miniskirt and touched herself. Bringing her hand out, she smelled her fingertips. My heart began pounding. This was a bad sign; I could lose it any second.

They were so close, I could smell her as well, and I couldn’t resist looking, as her fingertips were glistening slightly. Then Dawn gently took Abrielles hand in both of her own and smelled her fingertips. My mouth dropped open uncontrollably in awe as I knew damn well what was coming next.

“Mmmmmmmm, she smells good, Dev, I wonder what she tastes like, hmm?” Abrielle was now the one with half closed eyes, biting her lower lip as Dawn pulled her fingers to her mouth. Her tongued extended and gently licked her fingertips, still watching my reaction. I saw Abrielle tremble. She was getting into this more than I think she expected. But so was I.

Dawn looked down at her fingers and gently separated them. She took one finger into her mouth and gently sucked it between her lips, turning her eyes to watch me. My arms were trembling and I felt another twitch. Abrielle moaned softly. Dawn repeated the steps with each finger, moaning herself as she sucked them clean.

They kissed again, tongues entwined as Dawn took, and rested Abrielles hand on her hip. Abrielle so looked like the inexperienced girl being taken by the other more aggressive one. This didn’t help. Then I heard Katherine laugh.

“Ok, girls, you’re getting me excited. Stop a moment.”

The girls parted as Katherine stepped up to the cross directly in front of me. She looked down and noticed a small bulge. I had grown a little uncontrollably, but I was not at a full erection.

Her eyes came back up first as she smiled, then she lifted her head to look straight at me again.

“Watching the girls excited you, didn’t it, love?”

She touched my arms. She could tell I was trembling.

“Yes, My Lady, it did.” I gasped.

I heard one of the girls giggle.

“But it seems you managed to keep a full erection down. Very nice; I’m impressed. Now I think we’ll see where you stand.”

She put her hand gently against my face and winked. She turned, walked back to the chair and sat down.

“Girls, step two.”

I didn’t know what step two was, but I pretty sure I wouldn’t pass this one.

Dawn was the first up to the cross and Abrielle was close behind. Dawn got right by my face and gently placed the hot palm of her right hand flat against my chest. As she spoke, I could smell Abrielle again on her breath.

“Mmmmm… remember this, Dev? We get to touch you now. You remember how much I love to touch you, to tease you, don’t you? I love to see you get hard. You’re so big when you’re hard.”

Dawn had turned up her sultry voice, but it could have been her own excitement. She really did love teasing the male subs, and she was so good at it. I twitched quickly this time as I also felt Abrielles hand moving on my thigh. Dawn grinned evilly as her warm hand began roaming my chest, fingers teasing across my nipples. She put her hands on my hips and moved her head downward, eyes locked with mine as she flicked a nipple with her tongue. I flinched and a small moan escaped my lips. Abrielle was on one knee now; both of her hands were on my thigh, front and back, caressing up to my crotch and back down, but not touching me there.

Dawn licked my nipple with her tongue flat against it. That was it. I felt my knees grow weak and my erection grow hard. Dawn knew it was happening, I suspected she could feel it. She nibbled at the nipple and switched to the other quickly, repeating the same process. Abrielle reached across, putting the back of her hand against the inner thigh of my other leg and began roaming softly upward again.

I think Dawn knew it was almost over. She took Abrielles hand and helped her up. She motioned her head toward me and went for my neck Abrielle followed suit on the other side. Abrielle watched as Dawn extended her tongue just above my collarbone and started licking up my neck to my ear. Abrielle giggled and did the same. If I hadn’t been tied to the cross, I would have fallen. I now had a raging erection as they licked my ears, probing them. Dawn put her hand on my chest, searching out my hard nipple. She was going to get all she could out of this before….

“Ok, girls. We see where he stands now.”

Dawn took one more little tongue plunge into my ear and whispered “Lucky it wasn’t for a long tease this time.”

She winked as her and Abrielle stepped away.

Katherine stood in front of me again. She looked into my eyes, then looked down slowly at my fully bulging loincloth and smiled. She looked back into my eyes, tossing her beautiful hair back over her shoulders.

“I think this was a little unfair.”

She turned and smiled playfully at Dawn.

“I underestimated Anne’s little girl. She’s effective… Abrielle would have taken her time; she would have explored you more before pushing you.”

I saw Abrielle smile and blush. Katherine looked back at me.

“In light of the circumstances, I think you did very well, love!” she said smiling.

She turned and stepped away, then turned again.

“Abrielle and I must go. I will place a card in your shirt pocket on the way out. It will have our address and phone number on it. You can make it next Friday by 8:00 I assume?”

My heart raced. She wanted me over to her home!

“Yes, My Lady, I can be there!”

“If you can’t make it, call me and tell my why,” She stepped closer again, “and love, if I am not satisfied with your reason, you will not call the number again, nor will you ever visit. Is that understood?”

Her tone was serious. I knew she meant it. I decided then that nothing would stop me.

“Yes, My Lady, I understand.”

She smiled and winked and began to walk away. Abrielle ran up and kissed me on the cheek with a wild little look of excitement in her eyes, then joined her Mistress. In my excitement, I had almost forgotten.

“My Lady?”

She stopped and turned. I looked up at the restraints on my wrists.

She looked up and raised her eyebrows.

“Oh, those? You’ll have to discuss those with Lady Anne. She asked if I would leave you there when I was done.”

I blinked as she turned and left. I looked around and I couldn’t see Lady Anne. But it didn’t take long. Dawn and another sub approached the cross. Dawn switched her hip to one side, tossed her long red hair over her shoulders, folded her arms and looked up at me with her evil little smile.

“Hi baby… I’m back. You remember Kelly, don’t you?”

I grinned weakly. Indeed I did. Lady Anne came through the doorway and sat in the same chair Katherine was in. She crossed her legs and smiled. It was obvious I wasn’t coming down from the cross for at least an hour, and this erection would be begging for mercy. I flexed my hands and braced as the two subs approached me.

– Introduction to My Lady’s home.

I was anxious all week. Even when I was on calls, I was distracted. I couldn’t keep my mind on the task at hand. Now it was Friday night, I was showered and ready to go, and it was only 5:30. Katherine was only about 30 miles from me.

Nothing could ease my impatience. In an effort to assure my timely departure, I felt I had exhausted everything to do. After I grew weary of pacing the floor, I watched TV. Well, I’ll say I “looked” at the TV, I was too distracted to watch it. Finally, I checked my watch and it was 7:40. If I left now, I would probably be there early, but at least I would be on time. I could wait in the car.

Palms sweaty, heart racing, I put my suitcase in the trunk, started the car and headed out. My mind wandered over the possibilities of this night and it made the time go quickly. Her place was only difficult to find because it was not visible from the road. If I hadn’t seen her mailbox, I would have passed right by it. I turned into the driveway. All I saw ahead of me was a line of trees. I followed the driveway through them. As I continued, lights came on ahead of me, along the sides of the driveway. Of course, I realized this may not have been simply automatic light activation. Many of these detectors also notified the homeowner that someone was arriving. She may now have been aware of my early arrival.

I saw the clearing ahead and lights in front of a quite large Victorian-style home. As I cleared the trees, I noticed the driveway split right and left, leading up to the front of the house. The property was beautiful. In the middle of the circle was green grass and an array of colorful flowers. The house was white, with light green trim. There was a light green awning over the door, braced by two large white posts.

As I reached the front of the house, I noticed notches cut into the grass, obviously made for parking places. I backed into one of the spaces and checked my watch;15 more minutes. I looked over the front of the house. There was another array of flowers across the entire front. If the girls were taking care of these, they were doing a fantastic job.

Again, there I was, sitting there looking at my watch every 10 minutes, and only one minute would go by.

Finally, at 7:55, I stepped from the car and closed the door. My stomach was in knots. I grabbed my suitcase from the trunk, took a deep breath and headed for the door. As I reached up for the knocker, the door opened, and there stood Abrielle. She was wearing a white sundress, about to her knees. She looked less like the schoolgirl and more like a woman than the last time I saw her. Her blonde hair was still as curly and fresh as the last time.

“I thought you were NEVER going to get out of that car!” she whispered a bit loudly.

“I wasn’t sure if you knew I was here yet!” I responded in like voice.

She pulled me in and closed the door. She was obviously happy to see me, as her smile beamed enough to bring out a smile on my own face.

“Mistress knows you’re here. She’ll be downstairs in a moment. Come with me.”

We stepped out of the small hallway and into a huge living room. There was a carpeted spiral staircase that led upstairs with hallways on either side at the top. She led me past the stairs and into a study.

“Stand right here.”

I was standing next to a table and chairs. I set my suitcase down next to me as Abrielle slipped away through a door without another word.

I stood there nervously, heart pounding in the silence as I looked around. Katherine had a lot of books; a whole wall of them. I couldn’t see their titles from where I stood, but there must have been over a thousand there. The curtains on the windows appeared to be red velvet, hung to each side and tied in the middle. The floor here was dark hardwood, as opposed to the plush carpeting that was in the living room. There was a large white marble fireplace, carved in intricate design around the outer edge, with a fire going and a large circular rug in front of it. It smelled like she was burning cherry wood. The only sound I heard was the soft occasional popping of the wood.

“You didn’t have to wait in the car, love. You could have come in when you arrived.”

Katherine had come in from the living room and I hadn’t heard her heels until she reached the study floor, at the same time she began talking. I turned and kneeled as she approached, lowering my head. In the only glance I had, I saw she was wearing a business suit with a mid-length skirt. As she stepped in front of me, I noticed she had black high heels and beige stockings.

“Good evening, My Lady.”

“Very good love, and good evening. You may stand.”

I stood and was graced by her penetrating dark eyes once more. I noticed immediately that her hair was up. She had a drink of some kind in one hand and she offered me her other. I bowed, took it in my own and kissed it gently. When I looked back up, she was smiling wider. She walked around me and sat down in one of the chairs at the table. She pointed to the one closest to her.

“Please join me, Devoue.”

I took the seat. I was a perplexed, as this was a little informal. The confusion was apparently showing.

“Don’t get used to this love, it is only until you get acquainted with the house tonight.”

She sat down her drink, linked her fingers together on the table and locked her eyes on mine once more.

“You were timely, love. I like that. You certainly do not lack proper manners. I’m impressed. You’ve been taught well.”

She glanced at the suitcase. “I assume you brought enough for at least a few days?”

“Yes, My Lady. I thought since I would be working… at least at the beginning, I could stop at my apartment if I needed something.”

“Very well, your room will be in the same hall as the girls. I don’t expect playful visits to the other rooms by anyone without my knowledge and permission. Is this understood?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

She reached for a manila folder on the table and slid it over to me.

“These are my rules. You will look these over later. You must let me know if you have issues with these rules before you retire.”

It was a strange feeling. She was very serious, yet friendly in her tone. Her eyes only appeared to be watching for acknowledgement.

“Yes, My Lady.”

I reached for the folder, and she placed her hand on it.

“Have you eaten yet, love?”

I blinked. In all my preparations to leave, it was the one thing I hadn’t done. I felt a little silly, but I replied honestly.

“No, My Lady, I forgot.”

She smiled again.

“Good, then first we will get the introductions out of the way, and then we will eat. You can review these with the girls afterward.”

She stood and moved toward the fireplace. I stood immediately, lowering my eyes to the floor. She walked around a large cushioned chair to a stand table. She pushed a button on a small beige box, obviously an intercom.

“Girls, please join us.”

She stepped away from the chair and came back closer to the table.

“Devoue love, while you are in my house, you may look up once I address you and continue until I take leave of you.”

I looked up once more. “Yes, My Lady”.

I heard whispering and giggling as the girls grew closer, but silence as the door opened. Abrielle entered first, obviously followed by Leiko, then Adrianna. They came close to the table and lined up next to each other, eyes lowered. Abrielle and Adrianna appeared to be close to the same age. Leiko looked to be a bit younger, but then, I always had difficulty determining the age of Asians.

“Yes, Mistress?”

She walked behind the girls and touched each ones shoulder, as she introduced them.

“Devoue, you have met Abrielle, this is Leiko and this is Adrianna.”

She walked over to the table.

“Girls, this is Devoue.”

As Lady Katherine had said, at that point they all looked up, except for Leiko.

Leiko had beautiful black hair, carefully held in place atop her head by what appeared to be chopsticks. She was wearing an amazing printed red and black silk flowered yukata, the hem just above her slippers. She stepped toward me, looked up, smiled, curtseyed slightly and stepped back. I politely returned the curtsey with a bow.

Adrianna was wearing a white blouse and blue pleated skirt; almost making her look a bit school-girlish. Her hair was dark brown and in very small, tight curls just past her shoulders. Her extremely dark brown eyes and skin tone made me think she may have been of Spanish origin. She also stepped forward, curtseyed and smiled. But there was a different look in her eyes. Almost like that of Abrielles at the club when she was approaching me at the cross. I bowed in return as she kept her stare and stepped back. Indeed, she had that look that easily made her appear to be the tease Abrielle had described.

“I’m glad to meet you all”

They all smiled and mumbled something about it being good to meet me as well.

Katherine rolled her eyes at the girls and shook her head.

“Adrianna, is the table ready?”

“Yes, Mistress, it is.”

Katherine picked up the folder and handed it to me. “Then we should go to dinner. Follow me, Devoue.”

“Yes, My Lady.” I replied, following behind her.

We walked from the study through the door Abrielle had previously disappeared through. We took a short, turning hall that led out into a large dining room. The dining room had the same style curtains on the windows as the front room. There was a large, double-pedestal, dark hardwood table in the center of the room. The chairs were tan-upholstered front, back and seats. There were three candelabras with red candles down center of the table. It was elegantly set with white printed china and all the silverware (I really never got the knack of more than three pieces of silverware).

The room was lit by lamps on the walls that almost looked like oil lamps, but you could tell by the brightness they were electric. There was a chandelier high above the table as well.

I was taken from my observations by her voice.

“You will sit here, Devoue.”

I stood at Katherines left side with Abrielle to my right. Across from me was to be Adrianna and directly across from Abrielle was Leiko. We all waited as Katherine picked up her napkin and popped it open. She folded it in half and set it carefully on the table. She looked at me and smiled. Another test I had passed. I never sat down before my Mistresses, anywhere.

She sat down, once again picked up the napkin and placed it on her lap. I almost missed this one. No one else was moving, so I stood fast.

Without looking up, she smiled once more.

“You may all be seated.”

As we sat down, Adrianna came out with a cart containing several trays. She took a tray and set it next to Katherine, removing the cover, displaying neatly sliced, delicious looking turkey.

“Mistress.”

Katherine moved the tray closer and took what she wanted, then smiled and nodded at Adrianna, who covered the tray and set it carefully back on the cart. These steps were repeated with each entrée. Adrianna then moved to each of us and offered the same service. Again, no one ate until Katherine started, but I had noticed that Katherine had waited until we were all served, which was something I wasn’t used to. Even Adrianna had sat down and prepared her own plate.

It was a quiet dinner, as no one spoke a word. When Katherine was finished, she stood and everyone stood with her.

“Excellent as usual, Adrianna, dear.”

She turned and looked at me.

“You learn quickly, Devoue. I believe with your prior training, you will fit in well here. Please help the girls when you are all done. I am going to the study, and Devoue, you will join me there at 10:00.”

With that, she turned and left the room. Everyone sat down again and continued eating. It was quiet for a moment.

“You were right… he’s cute.”

It was Adrianna who broke the silence. I looked over at her. She smiled an evil little smile.

“And sexy, too!”

Leiko was taking a drink, and I thought was going to pass her water through her nose.

“Adrianna! Wow! He just GOT here!” Abrielle laughed.

Adriannas smile only diminished a bit.

“Sorry, Dev…. I shouldn’t be so bold…”

I started to reply.

“That’s ok, I appreciate…”

“…yet” she quickly said.

Abrielle snickered at her.

“Dev, her bark is worse than her bite, really. She’s teasing you.” Abrielle smiled.

Leiko looked up and also smiled.

“Well, he IS attractive.”

Abrielle winked at me.

“That he is!”

“Well thank you.” I replied, blushing.

We finished and I helped the girls clean off the table and then with the dishes.

“Do you like the Mistresses house so far, Dev? We’re supposed to show you around when we’re done.” Adrianna asked.

“It’s beautiful… and HUGE” I replied.

“Wait until you see the upstairs!” Abrielle said.

Adrianna turned away from us putting a dish in the cupboard.

“Wait until he sees the dungeon.” she muttered under her breath.

Abrielle sighed.

“She’s teasing again. We call it the play room, Mistress doesn’t like the term “dungeon”,” she said as she turned to Adrianna, “and besides, he has seen everything, remember? He’s been to private clubs before.”

Adrianna only smiled and continued working. She had done her job, though, as the thoughts of this “play room” ran through my mind.

When we were done, Abrielle took my hand. I snatched up my folder from a shelf as she dragged me from the kitchen.

“Let’s go!”

The other girls followed behind us as we left the kitchen from the opposite way we had entered. We went up a staircase to the second floor. The door upstairs opened to a dimly lit, long carpeted hallway. Decorating the sides were small tables, mirrors and paintings. There were rooms spaced unevenly down the hall. Abrielle turned the lights up using a dimmer switch.

“This is where our rooms are. Mistress stays in the south wing.”

Abrielle brought me to a room door and opened it.

“This is my room.”

She started to pull me in and I stood fast.

“Your Mistress made it plain that there are to be no unauthorized visits to your rooms.”

She rolled her eyes.

“That’s not what she means. She means she doesn’t want any playing between us here without her knowledge or permission. We all have the same rules. She pointed at the folder. We’ll go over them when we’re done.”

She pulled me into the room, but I was still hoping this was EXACTLY what Katherine had meant.

Abrielles room was decorated in French decor. I recognized much because my father was a carpenter by profession and we traveled often to see various styles of wooden furniture when I was younger. She had a four-post bed with a canopy decorated by layers of sheer pink flowered curtains. There was a make-up table with drawers and two dressers. All of this furniture appeared to be dark-stained oak, with deeply carved flower, leaf and scroll motifs. There was a beautiful painted flower in the top of each cutout design. She had a large closet with dark sliding doors and a work table near the window, which was accented by pink flowered curtains.

“Wow… This is a nice room!” I said, amazed.

“Really? Thank you!”

She took me out in the hall and we went a couple of rooms down.

“May we, Leiko?”

Leiko had not spoken much since I had been there, and rarely looked up, but this time she did, smiling at Abrielle and I.

“Yes, you may.”

Abrielle smiled at me.

“Look at this!”

She opened the door and pulled me in. It was astounding. The whole room was done in oriental tradition, mostly Japanese.

The floor was dark hardwood, with 3 large oriental tapestries. The furniture was obviously teak, except for a red tansu cabinet. Her bed was low, about 4 inches from the floor, there was no headboard or footboard, but she had a painted white Ratan paper floor screen at the head of the bed. At the foot, atop one of the tapestries, was a well made kartubu bench, the sides curving upward, holding to the Asian tradition. At each side of the bed stood teak nightstands with lamps bearing the distinctive paintings of bonsai trees. There was a lone sogun chair by the window at the corner of a second tapestry, and two tatami-styled dressers. In the open area, in place of a table, resting on the third tapestry, there was a Maru coffee table in the center, with a red silk pillow on the floor beside it.

“Wow, Leiko, this is incredible!”

Leiko smiled and blushed.

“Thank you!”

“I love her room!” Abrielle almost whispered.

After a few more seconds, Abrielle pulled me back out into the hall and closed the door. As quiet as she was, I couldn’t believe Leiko was a switch.

“Leiko, you’re so sweet… and too quiet.”

Adrianna let loose a tiny snort.

Leiko grinned at her, then turned back to me and smiled innocently.

“Thank you, Devoue” she said sweetly.

Just for a split second, before she looked away again, I thought I saw that look in her eye. It could have been my imagination.

“And where is Adriannas room?”

Abrielle pointed across the hall.

Adrianna stepped right into my face and looked me in the eyes. “Hmmm.. if I let him in, I may not let him out!”

I remembered that Abrielle said Adrianna was a tease, but SHE, rather than Leiko, was the one acting more like a switch since I got here.

Abrielle sighed.

Adrianna went and opened her door. Abrielle had small look of shock on her face. Adrianna bowed and motioned us inside. Abrielle blinked and dragged me in.

Adrianna’s room was almost rustic in appearance. It reminded me of sleeping quarters I’d seen on pirate ships in movies. There was even a large globe in one corner of the room. There was a table with books, paper, pens and pencils scattered on top of it. Her bed was the only thing slightly out of place. Even though it had what appeared to have a clear-stained pine headboard and footboard, it was still canopied with layers of sheer white curtains hanging over the sides. To keep with the rustic appearance, the Laredo dresser and Puebla nightstands were pine as well. She only had a couple of thick oval throw rugs in the room.

“Adrianna is going to school. She’s studying biology. She wants to be a registered nurse and goes to school three days a week.” Abrielle said.

“Nice,” I replied with a smile, “nice room, too. I like it!”

Adrianna smiled, never losing that look in her eyes like she wanted to eat me alive. She walked back to the open door and ushered us out.

Abrielle whispered as we left the room and Adrianna closed the door.

“She NEVER allows us in there. She only did that for you!”

I grinned at her, “Well, I’m honored!” I whispered back.

“And you’re welcome!” Adrianna piped in. I guess we weren’t whispering soft enough.

“Thanks!” I laughed.

We moved three rooms down the hall, near the other end.

“This is your room for now.”

This time Abrielle waited for me to open the door. I did so, and looked around inside. It was a little dark, but definitely masculine. It had a brown plush carpet. Like Abrielles room, there were two dark dressers, but without the floral decorations. It seemed to be more of an Italian design. Next to one of the dressers was a standalone full-length mirror. There was also a table and two chairs in the room, with paper, pens and pencils neatly arranged on the table. The curtains hung straight and the color matched the brown carpet. The bed contained four short posts. The lights on each side were actually within reach but were fixed to the wall, extending just above the night stands. I really liked that idea. The walls were beige, with dark brown hardwood trim. There was also a small cushion chair near the window.

“Wow… nice!”

“We helped pick out the furniture” Abrielle said cheerfully.

“I picked out the bed” Adrianna said, grinning.

“Stop it, Adrianna” Abrielle giggled.

We went back out in the hall and moved to the next room and she opened the door.

“This one, and the one across the hall are the showers and wash closets.”

It was a huge bathroom. There were two showers. It was very clean, with fresh towels folded neatly on the racks. She opened a small closet with a hamper and another assortment of clean towels.

“What you use, you hang in here to dry, then put in the hamper, where we’ll wash it.”

When we left the bathroom, Abrielle looked at a cuckoo clock over the door at the end of the hall.

“We’d better go to our den, so we can look over the rules. You have a half hour before you have to meet with her again.”

She opened the door at the end of the hall and we all went downstairs. She then opened the door at the bottom to reveal a small room with a table, magazine rack, coffee pot and amenities, a TV, VCR and a stereo system

“I’m afraid we don’t have many magazines or movies for guys here, but we get our own, so when we go out, you can buy some for yourself.”

She sat down at the table and patted the chair next to her.

“Now, let’s look over the rules.”

I sat down next to her, Adrianna sat on the other side of me and Leiko sat across from us. I opened the folder and started to read.

Rules for our home

The inside:

1. The home will be kept clean at all times. It is where you live. Cleanliness shows you respect and appreciate it. 2. You are the keepers. Should anything go wrong, you will fix it, or inform Mistress that it is need of repair. 3. Your bedroom is yours, but prove you are worthy of it and your Mistress will help you make it a room that you love. Let it go, and it will be the place you make of it yourself. 4. The meal schedules are in the kitchen. If you would like to cook (or not cook) on a given day, discuss it between one another. If you need certain supplies for meals you may go out with someone and buy them. Use the house card. 5. You are responsible for a clean kitchen. If found dirty or in disarray, the cook for that evening will be held responsible. 6. Turn off the lights that are not in use. 7. Close the doors to the rooms not in use. 8. The water closets are your responsibilities. If they are not clean, you will all be held responsible. 9. The cleanliness of the pool and gym are your responsibilities. 10. You will refrain from entering the South wing, other than for accessing the gym or pool, unless invited by Mistress. 11. First aid kits are in the gym, pool area, garage and kitchen. 12. The phones may be used as you wish. You will pay for long distance calls totaling over __$10.00__ yourselves. Be respectful. 13. The intercoms are for use by the Mistress or when a matter is urgent. 14. You will refrain from play visits in each others rooms unless approved by Mistress. 15. If you go out, you will be sure your chores are done, and you will inform Mistress where you are going and how long you intend to be. If you’re late, you will call with a good reason. You will go out by two or more only, except for pre-determined reasons, such as school or work. 16. Absolutely no one will be brought into the house without Mistress’ knowledge and permission. Guests should be planned in advance. 17. You will not discuss our lifestyle with those outside. There are those that don’t approve, or those that would try to exploit us. Your Mistress enjoys and appreciates our home and all of you, and would like to keep that life undisturbed.

The outside:

Much of this of course, is weather-dependent.

1. There will a schedule for maintaining the gardens and grounds posted in the tool shed. 2. The grass, outside of the home and windows, among heavier duties will be done by paid hire. 3. The sidewalks will be swept weekly, more if needed. 4. You will check on occasion to make sure the sprinkler systems are working. 5. No one is to be admitted unless Mistress is here, without exception. 6. The gazebo will be hosed down and/or cleaned regularly.

Play:

1. As mentioned, play visits to each others rooms without permission will result in punishment. 2. Play will always be limited to the playroom unless otherwise planned by the Mistress. 3. When play is permitted and Mistress is not present, it will be practiced safely. Safe words or signs will be used and obeyed without question or delay. 4. Respect for each other is of utmost importance.

I believe myself to be a fair Mistress, and I believe my rules to be fair as well. Failure to follow these rules twice in a predetermined period will result in punishment for each infraction. A third time or more may lead to dismissal at my discretion.

I looked at the backs of the pages.

“Nothing on formality or behavior?”

Leiko spoke up in response.

“Mistress knew most of us for some time before she took us in and knew that we were properly trained for the most part. The nuances she preferred, she taught to us. We will help you with these. Please ask at any time if you want to know.”

Abrielle smiled.

“And since you’re new, she will be very lenient, unless she punishes you just to torment you.”

Adrianna giggled.

“What about the rules?” Abrielle asked.

I did not have a lot of questions, because everything made sense.

“Pool? Gym?”

Abrielles eyes lit up.

“Yes, In the South wing! The pool is enclosed in glass outside, attached to the back of the house. The gym is right inside by the pool.”

“Wow…” I blinked, “and punishment?”

“Punishment is most often isolation and/or hard work. We must do more than our share of tasks, and we are sometimes placed in the “quiet” room, next to the playroom, where we can hear everyone through the wall. We will eat there and sleep there. How long it is to be done is up to Mistress’ discretion. When we are brought food or anything, we are not allowed to talk to each other and we never see the Mistress. It’s terrible.”

Next was Adrianna.

“Sometimes she’ll just take privileges from us. We won’t be allowed to go out, or play with the others. Then, she’ll just make us stay in our rooms. Of course, if one of us are being punished, it kind of punishes the others.”

It was first time I saw a serious look on Adriannas face.

I looked at the rules again.

“Well, they all make sense.”

Abrielle smiled and looked at the clock above the coffee pot.

“Well, if you have any questions, get them ready! It’s time!”

Again, we left the room a different way, down two hallways that led us back to the study.

Abrielle opened the door and pointed me in the direction of Katherines chair.

I took a deep breath and walked into the room. As I stepped toward the back of the chair by the fireplace, I could see that she was there, legs crossed. She was reading a book. I stopped a distance behind the chair. I started to speak, but she was already aware of my presence. She pointed to the rug in front of the fireplace at her feet.

“Here, love.”

I walked quickly to the spot, turned and kneeled in front of her. Since she had already addressed me, I looked up at her. Her hair was down now, and flowing over her shoulders. At first, she didn’t look up from her book.

“You have read the rules?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Discussed them with the girls?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Questions?”

“No, My Lady.”

She smiled and looked down at me.

“Know that if you ever have a question, you can ask me.”

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Well, then, we have one more place to visit before you retire.”

She stood up, and I awaited her instruction.

“Come with me, Devoue.”

I stood and followed her. We walked through the door I had just entered. She turned down a different hall.

“Yes, girls, you may come along.”

I turned to look around and the girls were hovering in the hall that we had taken here, behind us. They giggled and joined us.

This hall only had one door on the left side and one at the end. We went to end of the hall and Katherine opened the door. As we stepped in, I instantly knew this was the “play room”.

It was a large room; I’d have compared it to a small school gym. It was dimly lit and Katherine had a variety of bondage furniture, almost all I recognized, some appeared to me to be custom made. There were racks of instruments on the walls and a few cabinets. The very center of the play room was obviously meant for suspension and/or “center of attraction”, as it was better lit than the rest of the room. My mouth went dry, my heart raced and palms grew damp. As I continued my scan, I noticed Katherine was watching me to see my reaction.

“Impressed?”

I swallowed hard and looked at her, her eyes playful, with a hint of evil.

“Y-Yes, My Lady” I stuttered.

The girls giggled softly behind us.

“Let’s take a little tour,” she said smiling, “and girls, wait here.”

The first piece of furniture was a commonly seen bondage bed, with wooden sides and a cushioned leather surface. It had an arrangement of rings on the sides for ropes or chains to hold one quite secure. The unique thing about this particular bed was an adjustable headrest that, at the time was slightly adjusted upward.

“Of course, you are already familiar with these…”

“Yes, My Lady.”

We moved forward to an oak x-cross.

“No explanation needed for this?” she said, smiling wickedly.

“No, My Lady.”

The next was a box frame. The frame was slightly angled back, held in place by an identical frame leaning back, hinged together at the top. I noticed that the floor had beams secured to it so that the angle could be adjusted from a steep, nearly straight angle to an almost forty-five degree angle, or lowered to the floor. As was typical, there were rings in each corner of the frame. She slowly ran her fingers over the outside of frame and grinned at me.

“I enjoy this one. It’s simple, but affective, don’t you think?”

Her tone was seductive and teasing.

“Yes, My Lady” I gulped.

She walked to the next item. This resembled a gyno-table which I had seen in clubs before, but was wood and leather, other than the adjustable leg. These were metal and cushioned along the rests. One thing I noticed here, was a uncommon number of straps bolted along the leg rests. The table also had at least five wide straps hanging from the sides. Whoever was to be on this table was to be secured without freedom of movement… at all.

My eyes blinked a few times involuntarily and I opened and closed my hands nervously.

“Ah, I see you like this one. It’s one of the girls’ favorites, too” she said softly.

I took a deep breath as we moved to the last item.

The last item I had seen before, but had a few custom changes made to it. It was a wooden chair, most often referred to as a “queening throne”. Hers truly resembled a queen’s throne, beautifully carved dark wood, with gold-colored paint laced into the backrest, armrests and the sides of the seat. There was also a large gold “K” carved into the top, which made it obvious it was made specifically for her.

But of course, the throne was not for merely sitting. It was a throne of worship, for certain, but it was for oral worship and in some cases, suffocation play. The seat had a hole, made just large enough for a head. I could see the headrest under the chair. These were usually quite adjustable, of course. The chair was positioned with sufficient room to turn it sideways, so the headrest could be entered from the front or back of the chair.

Oral servitude and smothering was my most intense play, and I could feel myself go flush as I stood by the chair; Katherine could see it as well. She gently ran her fingers through my hair from top to back twice, the second time, pulling my head backward slowly and firmly.

“We’re going to spend some time HERE, aren’t we love?”

My heart was pounding, my mouth dropped open; I was both excited and apprehensive.

“If it pleases you, My Lady.” I almost gasped out.

Keeping her hold on my hair she turned directly in front of me, her eyes peering into my very soul; her smile evil and anxious.

“Oh, Devoue, love…. It WILL please me. I’m not sure how much at the beginning, but after you’ve done it enough to learn what I like, I know it will please me VERY much.”

My knees grew weak and I trembled slightly. She smiled wider, let go of my hair and fanned it out with her fingers. We walked to the center of the room.

“This is the “Spotlight.”" she said, and looked upward.

There was a spotlight above, but there were also chains fastened to large wooden beams that went across the room. There were spreader bars attached, but I noticed they could be easily detached to connect anything to the chains.

She looked at me, smiling.

“Leiko loves using her suspension techniques here.”

This was more or less the confirmation that, despite her silent, sweet demure, Leiko could be aggressive. I would obviously be finding out just how much. I looked over at her, and there it was, if only for a few seconds, the look like she wanted me in that room under her control badly.

We walked back over to the girls.

“You have free roam of the house, Devoue, as the rules permit. Any mess you make, you’ll clean up. You’re all responsible adults, and I will not insist on what time you go to bed, but a proper time to retire should be 10:30. Sleep when you like, although you may find it best to get sufficient rest. There will be nights you’ll need it, or wish you had taken it.”

The evil grin was back.

“If you’re not tired, however, you can always go to your den. I’ve placed a clock radio in your nightstand should you decide to use it.”

She turned to all of us.

“It is 10:45 already, I suggest you all get a good nights rest; Devoue, especially. You will be busy tomorrow. In the morning, you will see the schedule changes, with Devoue added. Devoue, if it conflicts with your work, please let me know and work something out with the girls.”

She turned slightly as if to leave, then stopped and her lips formed a small smile.

“Tomorrow afternoon, we will have Devoue sample our exquisite furniture here in the play room. Good night, girls… and Devoue.”

We all said goodnight and lowered our heads as she left the room.

I was a wreck. The equipment had me so worked up that I was still trembling with excitement and small bit of hesitation, running my fingers across my thumbs nervously.

Adrianna had snuck up right behind me and her lips were near my ear.

“Oooooooooo, I can hardly wait!”

I flinched, Abrielle giggled.

“You’ll love it, Dev, really!” Abrielle laughed.

I took a final look around.

“Oh, I think I will.” I replied nervously.

We went back to our rooms. The girls were whispering amongst themselves along the way, smiling and waving at me innocently. Boy had I seen that before… just before I wound up strapped to a table, usually.

“Good night, Dev.” Abrielle and the girls all said as I entered my room. I bid them goodnight.

My suitcase was at the foot of the bed. I turned on the night stand light and turned off the overhead. I found the clock in the drawer that Katherine referred to and set it up on the nightstand. I got undressed and went to bed. It took me some time to unwind enough to go to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day.

–A Day in The Life…..

The nice thing about being an independent computer consultant was that I could sleep in more often than not (because I set my own hours), but surprises were about to start happening.

“Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead!”

I was jostled awake by Abrielle. The sunlight poured through my window. I opened eyes as far as I could. She was wearing a terrycloth robe.

“Geeeeeez! Did I do something wrong, “Mistress”" I gasped sarcastically, squinting.

Abrielle giggled.

“Silly! It’s time to get up! We have to check the chore list! You have…” she looked at the clock on the night stand, “35 minutes!”

With that, she smiled, walked to the door, looked back in, smiled again, waved and left, closing the door.

I shook the sleep from my head and got up. I took my robe and toiletries from my suitcase and headed toward the bathrooms. I opened one. The water was running in one of the showers. From the silhouette in the glass door, I could tell it was Leiko.

I closed the door quietly and went to the one across the hall. Abrielle was already in the shower and there stood Adrianna, stark naked, drying off. I blushed badly, took my eyes off her body and looked at her face.

“Oh, geeez.. Sorry!”

I slammed the door. I heard her laughing. I stuck my head in the other bathroom and asked Leiko how long she might be.

“There’s another shower in here, Devoue.”

I looked in, seeing she was still in the one shower. I really didn’t have time to wait in order to keep the schedule, so I grabbed a clean towel from the cabinet. I moved to the other shower, hung the towel over the door, dropped my robe and jumped in, closing the door quickly.

I began to shower. When I was almost done, still rinsing my hair, I thought I heard something. I pulled my head from the cascading water. Indeed, I had heard something. All of the girls were in the bathroom, talking about things and laughing. I continued my shower, hoping they would leave soon. No such luck; when I finished, they were still there. I took a deep breath and grabbed for the towel. It was gone. I looked over the top of the shower door, trying to keep a side profile to the glass. They were all getting dressed. Adrianna had my towel slung over her shoulder, and my robe was moved to the bench. She was sitting, tying her shoes as they were saying something about the gardener.

“Ahem… excuse me… I think I need that?”

They stopped and looked at the towel. Adrianna looked up at me and blinked.

“Oh… sorry, here!” Adrianna said calmly.

She held the towel out. First, she was sitting down, and second, she was about 3 feet from the door. Abrielle was the only one struggling to keep a straight face.

“Ummm.. don’t you think I should have it in here?”

Adrianna shrugged, “But it’s right here!”

Now being naked in front of people was not that unusual to me because of my experience in the clubs, but somehow this was different. I stood there looking at the towel and finally reached over the top of the door in her direction. She saw my hand, but kept holding out the towel where it was. She turned back to the others and they all started talking again.

“So what did he say?”

“He said it wasn’t his job and that he would talk to Mistress about it”

They all giggled.

I sighed.

“I guess you’re trying to say I have to come out and get it.”

They all turned and looked at me again. Adrianna shrugged again now obviously stifling a grin.

“Well, unless you want to just stand in there and air dry,” she looked at her watch, gritted her teeth and shook her head, “I don’t think you have time for that though, 15 minutes.”

I sighed, opened the door and took three steps toward her. Everyone smiled at me as I walked naked in their direction. I reached for the towel and Leiko grabbed it from Adrianna. She was dressed in another silver and red printed yukata. She put the towel behind her back and walked up standing directly in front of me. I had never seen Asian eyes up this close, but they were penetrating.

“Say… please.” She said.

Her eyes darted about my face for a second and then back into my eyes. I was hesitating. Wasn’t this considered play? Could she do this here? She looked at Adriannas watch, then back into my eyes.

“12 minutes!”

She kept her gaze at me and dragged one long fingernail down the side of my neck with a firm pressure. I gasped slightly, and surprisingly, I felt an erection coming on in the single stroke of her nail . She smiled.

“I almost forgot just how easy boys are.” She smiled as she traced the same path upward, and my erection grew.

“We could stand here, I’ll change my patterns and make you cum right here… but then, we are dressed and would meet in the kitchen on time. You, on the other hand, will have to clean yourself up again and get dressed. You’ll surely be late.”

I heard Abrielle “mmf”. I could tell out of the corner of my eye that she had her hand over her mouth.

“Please…” I gasped.

“Please what?” she said as she trailed her nail once more down the same path as my erection grew even harder. No longer was my embarrassment as much for my nakedness as for what she was doing to me.

“Please may I have my towel, Leiko!” I blurted out, as I realized she could probably make good on what she said.

She smiled and handed me my towel. I was fully erect by this time. I turned to step back into the shower to dry off when I felt her hand on my shoulder. She brought her lips close to my ear. Her sexy Asian accent sent a shiver down my spine. “We are going to have a lot of fun with you, Dev. I like the way you behave. Resistance… broken down by passion and fear arouses me.” I stepped into the shower and started drying off what wasn’t already dry from standing there.

They left the room, giggling softly, Adrianna piped out “Niiiiiice body there, Dev. Look forward to seeing it in action!”

Ok, now I knew the other side of Leiko… indeed she was a switch; a switch with extraordinary talent that I had never seen before. What was that she had done with her fingernail that made me respond in that way? What kind of skill was that? What kind of training did that take?

I ran back to my room, grabbed clothes from my suitcase and got dressed and brushed my hair. I ran down to the kitchen just making the deadline. Mistress Katherine wasn’t there.

“Whew” I exhaled.

“Nice to see you Dev,” quipped Adrianna, “what took you so long?”

“Where’s your….” I started.

“Mistress?” Leiko replied quickly and sweetly as she was the day before. “She is rarely here before breakfast is prepared. We are all a little early.”

It was a setup all along. I didn’t have to be down in 35 minutes. I gave a big sigh and looked at them. They all looked up innocently; Abrielle pointed to the wall. I looked over and saw the schedule. My name was on the list to help clean certain rooms and help with the table at the three meals and the dishes. Adrianna gave me a pouty little look.

“Would you help me make breakfast?”

The other two giggled. She realized I was aware I had been tricked. Now she was playing me to see if I would help anyway. I looked at the list.

“It says here, I am supposed to set and clear the tables.”

“We’ll take care of that, Dev!” Abrielle said as she and Leiko headed out toward the dining room.

I sighed and looked at Adrianna.

“I hate to tell you, but I can’t cook… and I’m not preparing Lady Katherines breakfast.

She smiled again. “I don’t expect you to, Dev, just help me!”

I helped her with breakfast (without cooking). When we were done, Abrielle went to Katherine’s room to let her know breakfast was ready.

Adrianna sent me out to the table with the others. We all stood where we were the night before. Katherine came to the table wearing a beautiful silk floor-length flowered robe, opened teasingly low, revealing the sides of her breasts. As she grew closer, we lowered our heads. The procedure and meal went exactly as it did the night before, in silence. And Adriannas expert cooking was delicious.

Katherine stood and we did as well.

“Excellent, Adrianna. Devoue, did you see the schedule?”

“Yes, My Lady”

“Any conflicts?”

“Not on the weekend, My Lady. Most of my work is done during the week”

“Good. You will let me know if any conflicts arise.”

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Finish cleaning up then. Girls, show Devoue his duties as well as the remainder of the house and property. I will meet with you all at 10:00 in the study.”

“Yes, Mistress.” They all chimed in.

We proceeded to clear the table, do the dishes and clean up the kitchen. The girls would whisper, look at me and giggle.

“That’s not polite, you know.” I grinned.

They giggled and the whispering just got softer.

When all was done, the girls and I agreed to meet by 9:00 at the tool shed in the yard for my tour. Then all started going their separate ways. I stopped Abrielle.

“May I talk to you a second?”

“Sure!”

I pulled her to the side and asked her, “Is it going to always be like this? What have I done wrong? Maybe this wasn’t a good idea after all.”

Her jaw dropped open. She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me down to the den.

“What the heck are you talking about?” she asked blinking.

“The way I’m being treated! I’m not being talked to, only laughed at and embarrassed! Maybe I don’t belong here?”

Her face changed from one of confusion to one of dismay.

“Dev, you’re new. We’re playing with you; we’re not trying to hurt you. If you’re that sensitive, you may want to reconsider being here.”

Her solemn look and serious tone that I had never seen before struck me right through the heart. I sighed. She reached over with her hands and took both of mine.

“Maybe we’re moving to fast for you. I could try to explain it to the others, but I don’t think it would bode well.”

She folded her hands into mine.

“You’re cute, your reactions are funny and we all like you. That’s why we’re teasing you.”

She hesitated again.

“I don’t want you to give up. They don’t want you to give up. Remember the brats at the club that teased you?”

I nodded.

“Why don’t you get upset with that?”

“Because I know them.”

She smiled. “Exactly, so I’m going to ask you to do one thing for me, will you?”

“Sure.”

“Trust me when I tell you that we all like you. Right now we’re as much your friends as the others, maybe even more so, because you might live here with us. Try to pretend we’re a bunch of bratty sisters… well… with a few more privileges. And in Adriannas case, think of it more as a test. She’ll push you and tease you as long as you let her get away with it. Do something back! Shoot her the raspberries, bare your ass and tell her to kiss it. Play back! She’ll pout and get more playful.”

She thought for a second.

“Be careful of Leiko though. If she tops up, be nice. She can’t do much to you without Mistresses permission, but when she gets her turn, you’ll pay. And trust me, she’ll get her turn.

She grinned slyly. I knew what she meant and realized at that point she was right. Everything they had done was playful. I took it too seriously.

“Ok, Abrielle, I understand.”

“Good! Now come with me!”

She grabbed my hand and dragged me up to her room. She put me in a chair by her table and went to her closet. When she opened the door, I noticed she had a variety of choices for clothes. She pulled out two dresses.

“We don’t work outside today, so I want to wear something nice; which one?”

They were pink and yellow sundresses. I thought the yellow one went very well with her curly blonde hair. I pointed to the yellow one.

“I like that, too!”

She put the pink one back and dropped the dark blue work dress she was wearing to the floor. All she was wearing were blue silk bikini panties and well… nothing. I looked for a moment at her firm young breasts, then looked away.

“Well these won’t do, then.”

I heard her rummaging through a drawer.

“Ok, which panties should I… Dev?”

I kept looking at the wall.

“Abrielle, you’re practically all naked!”

Abrielle sighed and walked right in front of me, her ample breasts inches from my face. She put the hand holding two pairs of panties on the table and leaned on it.

“Dev,” her voice was playful, “boy, are going to have problems. Don’t make me top up on you! Look at me!”

It was a playful command. And I pretty well guessed she would not be likely to “top up”. I looked at her eyes.

She smirked.

“Ok, I’ll take that for now. Look, Mistress is going have you… us… walk all over the house naked on occasion, simply because she enjoys it. You should get used to it now. And for SURE, you will be naked in the play room,”

She held the panties up by my face.

“Which ones?”

I picked a sheer yellow pair and she put the others away. She came back with the selected dress and panties and put the dress on the table. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic on the top of her panties. Instinctively, I looked away.

“AHEM!”

I looked up at her. She smiled and stepped out of her panties, revealing clean shaven lips. She dropped them in my lap and took the other pair from the table. She put them on slowly, then took the sun dress and slid it on over her head, pulling her hair out and shaking it loose as she settled it. She took her panties from my lap and dropped them in a small hamper in the corner of the room.

“See? That was fine! You weren’t embarrassed and neither was I!”

She walked over and sat in my lap, putting her arms around my neck.

“Don’t leave us Dev. We like you. You just have to open up a little. Try not to let things surprise you so much. You’ll get used to this. It’s easier than you think.”

I quickly realized one thing I wouldn’t get used to quickly, and that was her on my lap as the sheer material wasn’t enough to keep me from feeling her softness and warmth on my crotch and legs. I felt a stirring and tried to shift her down so she wouldn’t feel it. She wriggled against it. She looked in my eyes, winked, smiled and jumped off of my lap. I blushed.

“AH! I said, don’t be surprised so easily!” She giggled.

She ran to the door and opened it.

“Let’s go outside!”

She took me back downstairs through the kitchen and down another hall. This hall led to a door that opened to the back yard. The yard was huge, even without considering the trees that surrounded it. It smelled fresh and clean here. I saw a few more flowerbeds around the outside of the house.

“Do you really all take care of these?” I asked.

“Oh, yes! Well, Leiko and I take care of most of it, Adrianna has a bit of a “brown” thumb, but she tries! Pretty, aren’t they?”

I walked over to one of the flower beds and smelled a tulip.

“Mmmmm… yes, and they smell beautiful”

I turned and looked up to see Abrielle smiling.

“You’re so charming and sensitive, Devoue… be careful, I just might fall in love with you.”

I laughed at her, “Is that allowed?” I asked in a tease.

She smiled twirled around the yard, her yellow sun dress spinning outward.

“Of course it’s allowed, but if two people fall in love and wish to marry, it would be necessary to leave.”

She ran back and kneeled in the grass at my side.

“And I kind of like it here with Mistress, don’t you?”

I smiled at her.

“Yes, actually, I do.”

She looked quizzically at my shirt. I started to look down…. Suddenly she tweaked one of my nipples through the shirt.

“Eeeek! There was a bug! But I got him off of you!” She jumped up and started running.

“Hey!” I yelled and started after her. We ran around the corner of the house and there was the tool shed… and Adrianna and Leiko as well. I looked at my watch. It was 8:58.

“Well, well! Right on time,” Adrianna quipped, “and what were you two up to?”

“Mmmmmmmm, nothing.” Abrielle said innocently swinging her body side to side, looking up at the sky, hands behind her back.”

Leiko giggled.

“Oh, I’ll bet, Abrielle. It’s not fair teasing Dev… unless I’m there!” Adrianna said smiling.

They showed me the shed, then led me down a path between the trees to a big white gazebo. This is the one we were to keep clean. There was a garden spicket protruding from the ground right near it.

They gave me a tour around the outer rim of the trees and we all ran back to the South wing of the house. I felt like a kid playing in the yard with them. We visited the stables and saw two beautiful strong horses. They were friendly, and Abrielle had brought sugar which she let me give them.

We started running back toward the house again. I saw the glass extension that must have been the pool. Abrielle reached the door first.

“You lose!” she laughed, opening the door.

I stepped in. The pool was large; almost, if not, Olympic sized. I could instantly smell the chlorine. The glass windows were fogged a bit, but allowed the daylight in; it was warm inside.

“Do you swim, Dev?” Adrianna asked.

I nodded, still looking around. Adrianna shoved me gently. I quickly moved away from the edge of the pool, grinning at her knowingly.

“Not in my clothes, though, girl!”

They all giggled. Abrielle winked at me and nodded. She took my hand and we went into the gym. Katherine had about one of everything; treadmill, bicycle, stair-stepper, weight machines and more. Adrianna piped up again.

“If Mistress thinks you’re not in good enough shape, she’ll handcuff you to the treadmill and make you run for hours!”

I looked at Abrielle. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

“Well, I’ll stay in shape, Adrianna, don’t worry.” I said, grinning at her.

We left the workout area and went further into the house. We stopped at one hall and Leiko pointed down another.

“Mistress’ room is that way; definitely a no-no unless she invites you.”

I looked at them. “Anyone ever been invited?”

They all nodded.

“She calls us for massages or food service sometimes. We NEVER play there.” Abrielle replied.

We made our way back to the North wing. We had ten minutes before meeting with Katherine. We all went to the study. We talked about the property and the house until she arrived, wearing a riding outfit.

Katherine stepped in pulling off her gloves.

“Well, Devoue, how do you like my home?”

“It’s amazing, My Lady.”

“Good. I’m glad you like it. Has everyone completed their chores?”

We still had cleaning to do.

Abrielle replied first. “No, Mistress. Almost!”

“Very well, finish them up. I have a surprise for lunch. No one will cook. Meet at the table at 12:00.”

With that, she turned and left the room. The three looked at each other in amazement.

“No one will cook?” Adrianna said, blinking.

I looked at them.

“I take it that doesn’t happen very often?”

“Rarely,” Abrielle replied.

“Well, let’s get started!” Adrianna quipped.

We all headed off together to finish the chores. We were done by 11:00. We met back in the break room.

“Wow,” Abrielle smirked, “we better not tell Mistress that Dev works so well. If she finds out we’re done so fast, she might give us more to do!”

We all snickered.

Adrianna plopped down in a chair. “Now what?”

Leiko smiled. “He hasn’t seen the basement yet…”

They all looked at each other smiling, then jumped up and this time it was Adrianna that grabbed my hand rather than Abrielle, which kind of took me by surprise.

We went down a familiar hallway and made a sharp turn to a door. They opened the door and started down some stairs. I followed them, still holding Adriannas’ hand.

Adrianna snapped on a light. It was a large basement; cluttered, yet the appearance of some organization. Boxes, dress dummies, suitcases, chests among many other things were here.

Abrielle looked around with wide eyes. “Mistress doesn’t mind us coming down here, she just doesn’t want us snooping in things. She has lived here all her life. Her grandparents built this house. She says some of their things are still here. Some of her ex-husbands things are still here, too.”

Adriannas face grew somber. “We don’t like to come down here much. We’ve seen things.”

First I looked at Abrielle to see if she was kidding. Abrielle was nodding seriously as well.

“Things? Like what?” I asked.

“Translucent white things, moving around. But we don’t hear anything” Adrianna replied softly.

I grinned. “What? You think you’re seeing ghosts?”

“Don’t laugh,” Abrielle said sternly, “that’s why we don’t come down here too often.”

Adriannas’ grip had become tight on my hand and I realized she may be genuinely afraid. She led me around.

Abrielle pointed to the left. “The front of the house is over there. We don’t like to go to the back. Not many lights.”

“Look,” Adrianna said as she pointed to the right. It was darker, “we’ll show you as far as we go.”

We moved and walked slowly into the darkness a ways.

“Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss”

It was loud sound coming from behind us. I turned slightly and for a few seconds I was paralyzed. It was white figure in a white dress, glowing. The face was veiled in white and terribly disfigured. After my shock I jumped back.

The girls broke out in hilarious laughter as the figure dropped and revealed a dressing dummy with a veil and mask. It was Leiko with a flashlight.

“You scared the HELL out me!” I said, and started laughing myself.

We all started heading back upstairs, still laughing as Abrielle explained.

“Mistress’ grandparents were actors and they had this set up down here. Leiko and I found it and scared Adrianna with it when she first came.”

We returned outside to the back. Abrielle opened a wood box in the back and pulled out a soccer ball. We kicked the ball around for a while. We were having some real fun. Then my pocket started beeping. They all stopped and looked at me. I took a palm pilot out of my pocket. I showed it to them.

“Almost 12:00!” I said.

Adrianna smiled. “Well isn’t HE going to be handy?”

We headed back into the house and Adrianna put the ball back in the box.

Abrielle playfully bumped into me. “What if you get a work call?”

I smiled. “For the first day, I won’t. I turned off my cell.”

“What if there’s an emergency?”

“”There are others that can take calls. I told them I wouldn’t be available today. They’ll cover for me.”

“There’s no one else that might call,” she asked quizzically, “family, friends?”

“I’ll check when I have time. They’ll leave a message.”

She was quiet for a moment as we walked. Then she asked “Girlfriend?”

I smiled again. “No girlfriends. The last girlfriend and I broke up over a year ago. She’s in California now.”

She gave me sad look. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to….”

“It’s ok, we both agreed it was the time to end it.”

“Ok.” she replied softly; I could see a little smile curl her lips.

As we neared the study, Adrianna smelled it first. Her eyes lit up.

“Pizza!” She screamed and the three started a race into the dining room, giggling.

When I got there is was quiet. I looked around as they stood with their heads bowed. I knew what it meant and walked over by them bowing mine as well.

“Well, it seems Devoue is the only one who can enter a room quietly!”

Just before I lowered my head, I noticed Katherine was leaning against a doorway, arms folded, tapping her foot. She was still in her riding clothes. I glanced at the girls, but they all had smiles on their faces.

Katherine came and walked around us slowly.

“Whose idea was it to come running in here like an elephant stampede?”

No one answered.

“Devoue? Who started it?”

I didn’t want to tell, so I didn’t answer.

“I’m talking to you love, look at me.”

I raised my eyes to hers. It was over.

“Who started it?”

I swallowed hard. “Adrianna, My Lady” I replied.

She nodded and moved behind Adrianna. “Is this true?”

“Yes, Mistress” she whispered.

She walked back behind me, got close to my ear and hissed, “And you weren’t going to answer me to protect her?”

I got a chill down my spine.

“I-I’m sorry. Yes, My Lady, I was.”

She stepped back in front of me, staring into my eyes, a slight frown on her face.

“Interesting,” she said firmly, then a smile started across her lips, “Didn’t I tell you that you would get along?”

I smiled nervously back.

“Yes, My Lady.”

She reached up and pushed the hair back from my eyes.

“Be careful that you don’t sacrifice yourself for them, love.”

She winked and walked toward the table. She took her seat and waved her hand over the table, a row of four pizzas down the middle, steaming.

“Am I going to have to eat this all by myself?”

Everyone took their seat but Adrianna. She reached for Katherines plate. She stopped her with her hand, winking at her.

“Devoue, would you serve?”

Adrianna smiled and stepped to her seat, watching me as I stood in mild shock.

“Yes, My Lady, of course.”

It had been a while since I served a Mistress in this manner, but I was confident I would remember. A formal serve for pizza, however, would prove interesting. I moved to her side, lowered my eyes and kneeled.

“What would you like, My Lady?”

“Hmmmm… two slices of pepperoni and one of sausage will do, love.”

I crawled back a bit, turned and stood. I walked to the table and picked up a clean plate. I took the pizza spatula and slid it carefully under the pepperoni pizza and lifted a slice out. The pizza was still hot and the cheese clung to it. I put the slice on the plate and set the spatula down on the pizza tray, then picked up a fork and twisted the dangling cheese off and placed it on the plate next to the slice.

I repeated the process for the three slices. I moved toward the end of the table, stopped and kneeled next to her chair, eyes lowered, offering the plate up to her with both hands.

“If it pleases you, My Lady.”

Silence, then she took the plate from me.

“Thank you, love.”

I stood, still not making eye contact.

“Parmesan, My Lady?”

“Yes love, only a bit, please.”

I picked up the grater and began slowly grating the cheese onto her pizza.

“That will be sufficient, love.”

I placed the parmesan back on the table and kneeled next to her once more, eyes still lowered.

“Anything else, My Lady?”

Silence again for a moment.

“No love, that will be all for me. You may return to your place.”

I crawled back a bit once more, turned, and returned to the table near the pizza.

“Impressive, love. I think I would have been impressed more so if this had been a formal dinner. I sense some gorean training in that serve.”

I looked at her this time in response.

“Yes My Lady, my first Mistress taught me to serve. She was previously gorean, but was not when I met her.”

“Indeed. Well, love, impressive as this was, it will not be necessary here. Talk to Adrianna afterwards, and she will ease your serve a bit. Thank you, however, for your excellent job. ”

“It was an honor, My Lady.”

I bowed and served the girls, put some on my plate and took my seat.

“Thank you Devoue, and you may all eat.”

When Katherine was done, she stood, as did we all.

“When you are done, finish whatever chores you have to do, shower and meet me in the play room at 4:00.”

Her heels clicked off as she left and we sat down.

“Wow! I never saw a serve like that! That was like a slave!” Abrielle said almost as soon as Katherine had left the room.

“Well, to my first Mistress, I was a slave, more or less. Due to her gorean training, she demanded much of me, and without mistake.”

“Sounds terrible!” Adrianna replied.

“Not really, at the beginning. But her interests as a Dominant became too pain-intensive, and I couldn’t deal with it,” I told her honestly, “we tried to find a middle ground, but it couldn’t be done. So I was dismissed.”

Abrielle looked at me with wide eyes. “What kind of pain?”

“It started with clamps and chains that she would tug at mercilessly, on occasion, drawing blood. She started using a cat, leaving red stripes at first, then welts and bruises. I voiced my concerns all along. The whip was the final straw when she drew blood with it. That was when I said it had to stop or she should dismiss me. She tried to adjust, because she really liked me as I did her, but like I said, we couldn’t find neutral ground and I was dismissed.”

Adrianna sighed. “I’m so sorry… I didn’t know…”

I shrugged, “It’s ok. My next two Mistresses were into pain as well and didn’t last long. I’ve been playing in the clubs, but sensual Dommes are rare. When they are there, they have someone and are only interested in play, not a relationship.”

To my surprise, Leiko spoke up, smiling softly, “So you’ve learned now to voice your preferences before hand?”

“I still make mistakes sometimes, but your Mistress has already helped me see some of my errors. She’s a good teacher.”

“Yes, she is,” Adrianna replied, “I’ll show you how to serve, but you’re going to have to explain more about the gorean style serve!”

“What is Gorean?” Abrielle asked.

I winced at this question, first because of it’s origin, second because of what little I knew of it.

“Mistress Korell didn’t explain much of it, other than that the Gorean philosophy was adapted from a series of novels written by a university professor named John Lange. It’s about Gor, a planet on the same orbit as earth, but on the other side of the sun….”

Adrianna blinked, “Wait… you’re saying that Gorean practice is science fiction? Are they serious?”

“Oh, quite serious. She told me that the cultures written into the Gor novels are reminiscent of some of the ancient cultures her, like Greek, Roman and others. Anyway, Mistress Korell was a “freewoman” because of her skills, although she did serve a master for some time.”

“What is a “freewoman?”" asked Leiko.

“According to the novels, a freewoman holds a position of authority, which is rare in the Gorean culture. Gor was a male-dominated society. Women were generally slaves of some sort, there were many kinds of slaves, but most served in any way their Master or Mistress desired, most often sexually, whenever the mood struck. A freewoman wasn’t really a slave, but always held men with utmost respect.”

“But you’re a male.” Abrielle said.

“Well, in Gorean culture, males were also slaves, but it was less frequent. Males were made slaves for cheap labor, for various reasons. I was Mistress’ “Kajirus”. She called me her “silk slave” which supposedly was a slave trained particularly for their looks and sexual skills. I wasn’t really trained in such skills when we met, but she taught me much… before her taste in violence began.”

“You mean, it just “started”?” asked Abrielle.

“Well, apparently, it was always her desire, but she was gentle with me at first, to make me comfortable. It was unusual for a Gorean, even a woman, as I found out later, but she wanted me.”

“And she taught you Gorean traditions and practices?” Leiko asked again.

“Only a few things, along the lines of serving and showing proper respect. She had left the Gorean practice two years before I met her. She had fallen out with a member of… well, I call them a sect, which they wouldn’t appreciate. She would not become a slave for one of the Masters higher up in the ranks and he tied her and beat her. I understand many didn’t approve of his behavior, but because of his position it had to be tolerated. She left. Because of this, she chose not to discuss certain things concerning Gorean practices and said she would not treat me in the same manner as she was. As a matter of fact, her eventual release of me was kind and understanding.”

“Wow.” Abrielle whispered softly.

We had a long discussion while eating. We cleaned up and went to our break room as chores were done. We talked more about each other, about Katherine and listened to the radio. The girls were different now, curious and sympathetic. Adrianna would still tease on occasion, but didn’t try to intimidate me as much as she had before.

At 3:00, we headed up to take showers. It was still a little unnerving to be naked with them all at once, but it was easier this time. I stepped out and was drying off as Adrianna stepped from the shower. She smiled slyly.

“All you’ll need to put back on is your robe.”

I took a deep breath and smiled back.

“So I remember.”

I put my clothes back in the bedroom. We all met in the hall outside of the bathrooms and headed toward the play room. When we arrived, about 3:55, Katherine was in a chair in the center of the room. She was wearing the long, silk flowered robe, draped open to her sides. She had black silk stockings, sheer black panties and a sheer black and red corset that hugged her voluptuous breasts. Her long black hair was flowing over her shoulders and lingerie. We stepped into the room and bowed our heads.

Katherine stood and walked toward us. Starting with Abrielle, she opened each of our robes, letting them fall open; I was last. She looked me up and down, smiled and put her lips by my ear.

“Are you ready, love?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

She drew her head back and looked into my eyes. Her eyes sparkled with what appeared to be wanton anticipation. She turned away and walked to a cabinet against the wall behind us. She removed two long sections of thick, white silk rope. She handed these to Leiko and took her seat once more. She gestured toward the table.

“Devoue?” she said softly.

The girls took my robe and I climbed onto the table. The cushioned leather was cold against my bare skin.

“Lie down, please.” Leiko instructed.

I laid down on the table, head on the headrest and arms at my sides.

Leiko started at my left side, dropping one section of the rope on the table next to me. She looked at me briefly, a smile in her eyes. She tied one end of the rope to a ring adjacent to and below my left wrist, then gently moved my wrist to the edge of the table. She tied a loop around that wrist, secured a knot and tossed the rope across my waist. She walked around the table and again moved my other wrist gently to the edge. She tied a loop around this wrist, securing it with a knot and passed the remaining rope through the ring adjacent to and below it as well.

She passed the rope through the next loop upward and tossed the rope across my stomach to the other side. She walked around again and passed it through 2 loops on that side. When she brought it up, she tied a loop around my forearm, just below my elbow and secured it with another knot. She tossed the remaining rope across my lower chest and walked around. She secured my other arm in the same manner and passed it through the adjacent ring. She criss-crossed the remaining rope across my chest and tied it off. I tested the bonds, and they were snug, but not uncomfortable. I definitely was not getting up or moving my arms. My heart started to race.

She picked up the other rope and moved to my feet. She bowed slightly to Katherine and waited.

“Open, my dear.” Was all Katherine said.

Leiko moved to my right foot and pulled it to the edge of the table. She tied the rope to a ring at the foot of the table and proceeded to secure my ankles in the same manner she had my wrists. She criss-crossed the rope, making the same loops on each calf up to my knees, tying it off each time. Then she made loops on each thigh and laid another across, just next to the first rope at my waist and secured it. She carefully tested each section of rope, making sure it was snug. She smiled at me and stepped away. I tested them again. It was amazing. The ropes were not uncomfortable, but my movement was VERY restricted, and I was completely exposed. My heart was now beating quickly.

Katherine stood and walked up to the head of the table behind me. She smiled down.

“Nice and snug?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

She ran her fingers through my hair lightly, then clicked the headrest up one notch.

“So, you’ve noticed the headrest. There’s another feature I had built into this table that I really enjoy.”

I heard loud clicking and felt vibrations beneath my shoulders. She stepped to the side of the table and removed her silk robe, extending it out to her side. Adrianna came and took it from her. Katherine was beautiful, her wavy black hair cascading over her breasts, the sheer black corset revealing enough to drive me crazy. She put her hands on the table next to me.

“That sound? Footrests, love, let me demonstrate.”

She disappeared around the top of the table again and the next thing I saw was her rear, as she raised over my face and sat gently on my chest, near my neck. I was looking up at her. Her perfume drifted into my nostrils. I could see her bare lips through the sheer panties. I could feel my erection growing. Her dark eyes stared down into mine as she ran her hands gently up her sides and over her breasts.

“The footrests make it very convenient for sitting on one’s face at the head of the table. I’m going to reserve that… for now.”

She ran her nails lightly over my neck and cheeks as she smiled a wicked smile.

“I think Devoue should be rewarded each time he successfully uses one of our devices, don’t you, girls?”

“Yes, Mistress.” They all chimed in, almost together.

“Abrielle, would you like to be first?”

“Yes, Mistress, please.”

Katherine moved back up, this time sliding the crotch of her panties over my face as she climbed off of the table, her soft lips pressing past my chin and nose. My mind drifted a moment as her scent wafted into my nostrils.

Abrielle came to the table and leaned on her elbows next to my waist. She was beautiful as well. Her curly blonde hair was flowing over her shoulders, lightly caressing my waist. She took my cock in one hand, and cradled my balls with the other. She looked up at me, her green eyes twinkling, her smile teasing, and she began to stroke slowly. She looked down, biting her lip, then licking her lips as she continued. I pulled against the ropes gently with hardly any noticeable movement. But Abrielle noticed. She smiled.

“Oh, come now, dear, you can reward him better than that…”

Abrielle looked over at Katherine, smiling.

“May I, Mistress?”

“Of course, my dear, Devoue is so deserving… he behaved so well getting tied to the table.”

Abrielle looked up at me again, her smile wider. She opened her hand so my cock laid in her open palm. She looked back at my cock, pulling her hair over her shoulders with her other hand and lowered her head. She touched the very tip of her tongue to the base of my cock and flicked it lightly across, all the way to the top. I pushed my head back against the headrest and groaned as she passed over the sensitive area.

“Ahhh.. much better, my dear.”

She moved up and down in the same motion, flicking gently. I gasped lightly each time she passed that spot. Her own eyes were half-closed as she enjoyed her task. She lifted my cock and teased the head with the same flick of her tongue. I groaned again and tried to move, but the restraints kept me in place. She smiled again.

She glanced up at me with a hint of mischievousness in her eyes and moved to the bottom of my cock. She licked with a wide, flat, wet tongue, firmly up my cock to the head and pulled the head into her mouth, circling it slowly with her tongue.

I tightened helplessly against the ropes once more and groaned louder, my cock throbbed. She suddenly sucked downward, her hot, wet mouth engulfing it. It made me all the more aware of my bonds as my legs tightened, but were completely immobilized. My mouth dropped open as she sucked up and down slowly on it. I heard, and felt, a small moan escape her lips.

“Very nice, dear, much better; you may stop now.”

She stopped and I groaned softly again, my cock left throbbing.

“Shall we move on?”

The girls all moved to the table and started untying the ropes. They helped me sit up on the table and step down. We moved to the cross. Katherine had stepped away and I saw her lying the ropes over the back of her chair. She went to the cabinet again and came back with four leather cuffs and chains.

The girls left me in front of the cross as Katherine approached. She stood looking at me for a moment. She looked at the cross, and then back at me arching a brow. I got the hint. I moved to the cross and spread my legs at the bottom. She waved to Adrianna and began buckling a cuff to my ankle. Adrianna came and started with the other.

Adrianna was also beautiful, the tan nipples of her perky small breasts sticking through her tightly curled black hair. Her pussy was shaven and smooth like the others. Katherines voice broke my stare.

“When we’re in here, love, if you know you are to be on a device, you will assume the position immediately. You understand that now, don’t you?”

“Y-Yes My Lady.” I stuttered,

I noticed that there were actually two small chains leading from the cuffs. One went around each side of a leg of the cross, securing to the back, leaving only about one inch from my heel to the leg.

Adrianna was finishing my ankle as Katherine began fastening a cuff to my wrist. Adrianna looked up into my eyes as she set the buckle. I trembled slightly. She smiled.

Adrianna raised my other wrist to the upper leg of the cross. The movement of my wrists was just as restricted as my ankles. Katherine helped Adrianna and my other wrist was soon secured.

Adrianna went back by the girls and Katherine moved to the front, admiring my naked body and still hard cock. She walked up right in front of me and up on a step. She pulled my cock down between her legs and pressed tightly against me, placing her lips by my ear. She closed her legs against my cock, holding it tight against her panties. I could feel her heat and dampness. The material of the corset still allowed me to feel her soft breasts against my chest, her thick hair also trapped between us. I inhaled her perfume deeply deeply, trembling against her.

“Mmmmm… nervous, love? You should be. I’m in control here. You will feel what I want you to feel, when I want you to feel it. You may have to beg to cum before you are permitted. And who knows when you will be permitted? You are mine. Your cock is mine.”

She continued rubbing against me as she spoke, moving her legs so my cock felt every movement. My knees grew weak, but I was held by the cuffs at my wrists.

“Say it, love. Tell me that this cock is mine. Say it!”

“T-This cock is yours, M-My Lady. It’s yours…” I gasped weakly.

She smiled and stepped back slowly, letting my cock slide out slowly from between her legs. She took about 2 steps back.

“Mmmmmmm… good boy, love. Adrianna, would you like to reward him?”

I moaned softly, as I knew what was going to happen.

“Yes, My Lady!” Adrianna chirped quickly.

Adrianna stood in front of me, eyes peering into mine, sly smile on her lips. Keeping her gaze, she knelt slowly onto the step in front of me. Without breaking her stare, she reached out and grasped my cock, stroking slowly. I groaned. My knees were already weak. She wasted no time.

She looked down, pulled my cock to her mouth and began licking around the head slowly. I gasped and shivered. She looked up and smiled. She lowered her hot, wet mouth onto my cock and my knees buckled slightly, my weight again caught by my wrists. I moaned softly again as she began sucking slowly. I tried to put my weight back on my legs and they trembled.

She started speeding up. I splayed my fingers and bit my lip. My eyes grew blurry as she continued. I began breathing heavier. I had been trained to hold back, but I had never been in this type of situation before. And we were only on the second device. I licked my lips nervously and glanced at Katherine.

She smiled an evil smile.

“Don’t even think about it, love. It would disappoint me if you were to start begging already.”

I moaned and clenched my fingers into fists and released them. I couldn’t relax because my legs were already weak and I would hang from my wrists. I struggled as Adrianna sped up a bit more.

“Nooo…” I almost whispered. Adrianna smiled up at me again.

My legs started shaking.

“Very good, dear, I think he’s been rewarded enough.”

Adrianna sucked hard one last time and let my cock pop from her mouth, throbbing and bobbing in front of her. Adrianna stood and stepped away, and Katherine stepped up in front of me, eyes staring deep into mine again. She moved her lips to my ear.

She whispered hotly, “If you ever speak again to anyone but me, even a whisper, without my permission during play, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

“Y-Yes My Lady.” I gasped from my haze.

“So the words out of your mouth should include “My Lady”, so we are sure who you are talking to…. ”

She started to turn from me, stopped and then turned back to my ear.

“… And love?”

I licked my lips, still trembling and throbbing.

“Y-Yes, My Lady?”

“Since you’ll be addressing me, I don’t think it would be wise for the first word out of your mouth to be “No”…”

She tilted her head back and stared into my eyes again, the wicked smile still playing across her lips.

She walked to her chair and brought it over in front of the box frame and sat down.

“Shall we continue?”

Her words and their sternness had brought me somewhat out of my haze, but I was still hot. I didn’t know if I could take the rest of the equipment in the room. The girls started unhooking the chains and helping me down. I stumbled a bit as Adrianna and Abrielle walked me to the box frame and stopped there.

“Tsk, tsk… help Devoue to his knees, girls, before the poor boy falls down.”

I lowered myself, shaking as the girls helped me down.

“I think for this, it should be down, don’t you, Leiko?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Adrianna and Abrielle lifted the frame, unlatching it and lowered it to the floor. Leiko walked over to the frame and began adjusting chains that were hanging behind each corner of the frame.

“In the center, love.” Katherine hissed as if I were going to do anything else.

I lay in the center, extending my arms and legs out to the corners. When Leiko had adjusted the chains, she began attaching them to the cuffs on my wrists, then my ankles. She adjusted them once more, pulling them snug, and stepped away from the frame.

Katherine came up and straddled my waist, looking down at me, ensuring eye contact.

“To be honest, love, you have done pretty well. Other male slaves I have had here would have been blubbering by now, begging me to cum. But with your training, I naturally expect more of you. And so far, you haven’t disappointed me.”

She lowered herself putting the crotch of her panties against my cock, and started sliding back and forth slowly against it. I moaned and rocked my head back partially, eyes half closed, looking at the ceiling. She stopped.

“Look at me boy!” she snapped angrily.

Her angry voice crackled through me like electricity as I looked directly into her eyes. Her lips went slowly from the frown to a small smile as she started sliding back and forth again slowly. She pressed harder and licked her lips.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm, yessssss” she whispered.

She let her head fall backward, tossing her wavy black, silk hair behind her back. Her breasts heaved as she breathed heavily. I moaned again softly as she continued, my cock feeling her heat and dampness as she stroked her wet panties against it. She brought her head up and looked into my eyes again, licking her upper lip with a long pointed tongue such as I had never seen before. I gradually increased the tension on the cuffs, the chains making an audible click against the wood. I almost whimpered. She smiled and stopped. She stood up, moved forward and straddled my head.

She knelt and brushed her panties over my nose and mouth lightly. Her panties were warm and wet. Her scent wafted once more into my nostrils, stronger this time, making cock harder and my mind reel.

“See what you’ve done, love? I’m wet! Such a good boy you are!”

She stood slowly, walked back to her chair and took a seat. Her scent still lingered in my nostrils.

“Leiko?” she called softly.

“Yes, Mistress.”

Leiko walked up and positioned herself between my legs, her eyes staring into mine, an evil smile on her lips that Katherine couldn’t see.

I groaned as she reached out and carefully took hold of my hard cock. I was worried now; with her skills, I was sure I couldn’t control myself. She began stroking slowly.

“My, Lady… please.” I whimpered.

“Please? Please is good. Better than “no”, love. But Leiko has barely touched you yet. Leiko, stop a moment.”

I heard her heels clicking toward me, then saw her pass Leiko as she stopped stroking.

She knelt next to my head and I looked up at her.

“Surely by now you realize I know what I’m doing, love. You will not make another sound until Leiko is done,” she pushed the hair from my eyes and smiled, “soft moans or whimpers are acceptable, but you will not beg or become loud. You understand, love?”

I licked my lips. I believed it was asking too much. She surely knew that. Especially since Leiko was trained to tease.

Suddenly she grabbed my cheeks and squeezed my lips into a pucker firmly, getting closer to my face.

“I asked you a question boy!”

Again, her harsh voice and stare ripped through me.

“Y-Yes, M-My Lady, I understand.” I stuttered as well as I could through pursed lips.

She let go a little roughly this time.

“Devoue, love. We’ve been through this. I expect responses immediately. I am not patient.”

“Y-Yes, My Lady.”

She returned to her seat.

“Leiko, continue dear.”

Leiko smiled back up at me and winked, licking her lips and smiling. She took hold of my cock once more and began stroking slowly. I looked at the ceiling, thinking maybe if I didn’t look at her, just maybe it would help my resistance. I had no idea at that time, that my resistance would have nothing to with it.

Her slow stroking was controllable; but it wasn’t to last for long. I felt her hand close around the base of my cock by the balls, then I felt the tip of her tongue grazing against the side of my cock from the bottom to the top. My legs stiffened out of reflex.

“Relax, baby, it will help. I’m going to take it easy on you.” I heard Leiko whisper.

I took a deep breath and exhaled.

“Leiko, dear, another whisper and I will punish you.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

She went back to her task, teasingly licking my cock with the tip of her tongue. Her grip was keeping the throbbing response down, but I was still getting shivers at each sensation. My training would help, but not for long.

She released her grip on my cock and I felt her hand beneath it as Abrielle had done. She began wide, wet licks from the base to the top. I groaned softly and started breathing deep and slow through my nose and exhaling just as slowly through my mouth, relaxing. She picked up her pace a bit, licking from my balls back up my cock. I was still controlling it… somewhat. I felt her tap my lower belly and looked at her. She smiled and nodded, I saw her mouth the word “good “.

She was deliberately not using her full potential. I dropped my head down again, looking at the ceiling. She continued and picked up her pace. She suddenly pulled my cock into her mouth. I gasped at the warmth and wetness of her mouth and groaned softly again. She held it in her mouth and twirled her tongue around the head softly. I pulled on the restraints and bit my lip.

“Leiko, dear, time to be serious. You do understand?”

She pulled her mouth from me and I looked back at her again.

“Yes, Mistress.”

She raised her eyebrows and cocked her head. It looked like an apology. Her lips formed “Don’t worry.”

She took my cock in her mouth once more and began sucking slowly up and down the whole shaft. I moaned softly again. Then I felt a fingernail brush my anus and follow a firm line from it slowly up to my balls. I snatched in a deep breath and held it as the pleasurable sensations shot through my groin. Then she brought her hands up on each side of my lower stomach as she sucked. She drew two lines with two fingernails of each hand down each side of my lower stomach to my groin, pressing firmly into me. It wasn’t enough to scratch ,but pleasure shot through me like fire into my groin the whole trip down.

“Nnnnnnnngggg!” I groaned through clenched teeth, uncontrollably.

I heard Katherine stand and walk, and saw as she passed Leiko toward my head again. Leiko hesitated.

“I-I’m sorry, My Lady.” I whimpered again.

She stood straddling my head ,and surprisingly… smiled.

“I understand, love. Leiko is expertly trained. So we’ll have to take another approach.”

She motioned to one of the other girls standing nearby.

“Leiko, did I give you instruction to stop, dear?”

Leiko continued sucking again. Adrianna came and Katherine put one hand on her shoulder for support. With the other hand, she lifted her foot from the floor and removed her shoe, tossing it to the side. She put her foot down and stood straight, lowering her stocking with two hands. Leiko was sucking slowly, only dragging her nails lightly over my skin. I was torn between concentrating on what Katherine was up to and the sensations Leiko was giving me.

Katherine dropped her silk stocking on my hot face and began removing her other shoe, holding onto Adrianna again. She tossed that one aside as well, then stood removing the other stocking. I felt a surge of pleasure as Leiko ran her nails somewhere along my inner thighs in a way I had never felt. This technique started a rush that would surely be followed by a rapid orgasm if she kept up.

“Oh, geeeez, My Lady!” I whimpered at my loss of control.

Katherine smiled and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties, brought her feet together on each side of my head. She lowered her panties and dropped them onto my face. They were damp and covered with her scent. Out of reflex, I tried to turn, but her ankles had my head secure. I groaned again as my cock throbbed. I felt her fingers on my chin, pushing down and she pushed the wet crotch of the panties deep into my mouth, stepping out of them, and quickly followed them by a stocking, filling my mouth. She took the other stocking and wrapped it around my head and tied it securely into my mouth. I almost gagged and pushed my tongue against the wet crotch of the panties, but it was too late. They were tied in.

At that same moment, her taste, her scent, the pleasure came to a boil. I began to cum, and I couldn’t warn her or beg for release. Then I felt a pressure at the base of my cock, and the throbbing just beneath. Leiko knew how to stop the orgasm. This had been done before, but I wasn’t sure she would do it. My cock was held still in her hot mouth. The throbbing slowed gradually and I groaned long in a mixture of shock and frustration.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmpffffffff” was all that came out against the panty and stocking gag. I looked up through blurry eyes at Katherine.

She smiled down at me.

“Mmmmmmm… incredible, isn’t she? I know you’re used to being denied, but it’s different, isn’t it? It will get better, love.”

My orgasm was stilled and Leiko had started sucking again, slowly. I whimpered against the gag.

“Leiko is so good with the males.”

Katherine looked over at the other two girls, who were together again.

“Good with females, too, but males are so much… easier. Let me show you what I mean. Leiko?”

Leiko’s fingernails started trailing my inner thighs as last time and almost instantly the orgasm began again. The throbbing started and she stilled it with skill. I arched may back in frustration and groaned against the gag again.

“Mmmmmm… see? You said you trusted me, love, keep doing so. I didn’t want you to worry about cumming. You won’t. She just as good at stopping it as she is starting it. Let’s show you one more time.”

I started to shake my head, eyes pleading, but she had turned to look at Leiko.

“Leiko?”

Again, Leiko dragged her fingernails along the inside of my thighs; upward first, sending the same shocks of pleasure and this time downward, accelerating the orgasm. I groaned loudly against the gag and tightened hard against the cuffs. It felt as if she were pulling the orgasm from deep within me. As soon as I began throbbing again, she stopped it with expertise. I whimpered and shivered. For the first time, the frustration and sensation brought tears to my eyes.

Katherine smiled a soft smile this time.

“Mmmmmm…. Ok, love. We’ll stop until the next device.”

I was breathing heavily against the gag, most of the air passing through my nostrils as the girls undid the chains. They helped me sit up slowly.

“Wait… let him rest a moment.”

The girls released me as I caught my breath, as well as I could with the gag in place. I rolled my shoulders and pulled my legs up to me slowly. These were exercises I was taught to release tensions caused by bondage and the strain against it.

“Better love?”

I nodded, panting slowly. She smiled.

“I think we can remove the gag, girls. Devoue should behave for a while.”

Leiko untied the second stocking and Abrielle removed the other stocking and panties. A rush of her Katherines’ taste and scent accompanied their removal. My mouth was dry as I licked my lips.

“Water, Adrianna, dear?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Adrianna walked to a cabinet by the door that was not actually a cabinet, but a cooler. She took out a glass and a pitcher of water. She poured the water and brought it to Katherine, lowering her eyes. Katherine grinned at her.

“Being cute, are we dear? You know very well who it was meant for…”

Adrianna got a small shocked look on her face.

“Oh… sorry, Mistress!”

She turned toward me and Katherine slapped her on the rear. Adrianna smiled and brought the water to me. I accepted it gratefully. I rinsed my mouth and drank, handing her the empty glass.

“Thank you, Adrianna.” I said softly, smiling.

She smiled back and winked.

“Shall we continue, love? Only two more! If you behave, you will be allowed release at the end.”

I looked the next device. The gyno table. All the straps… and now I noticed knobs on the joints of the leg rests.

“Y-Yes My Lady.” I sighed.

She winked.

“Good boy. You’re still doing very well.”

The girls helped me off of the floor and we moved to the table. I climbed up immediately and leaned into the cold, angled back of the table. Adrianna placed my left foot into a stirrup and Leiko my right. Abrielle started laying the straps across my chest and stomach as the other two started fastening the straps across my ankles. The metal of the extended legs was cold. As Adrianna and Leiko continued upward to my shins, Abrielle walked around the table and began fastening the leather straps across my chest. She would check the tension and move on the next one. Katherine stood closely by this time and watched them work.

“I remember the look on your face, love. This one interested you. Or was it that it frightened you?” Katherine smiled.

I only grinned back weakly.

The girls finished and backed away. My legs were secured to the legs so snugly, there was no movement at all. Katherine stood next to me and tested the straps again herself. Then she smiled and moved between my legs. She turned a knob near the table and at the knee of my left leg. She adjusted my left leg outward and raised my calf upward, then tightened them again. She turned to he other.

“You know, love, I try all of these devices myself, just so I know what they feel like.”

She extended and raised my other leg in the same manner, tightening the knobs.

“I know the helplessness and complete exposure you feel.”

She was right. In this position, full access to everything was available. And with all the straps pinning me to the table, including my arms, I was totally helpless.

“You know what is particularly fun? When you’re not able to see what I do.”

As she said this, she opened a drawer on the side of the table, She pulled a rubber glove and lubricant from the drawer. My arms were pinned at the wrists by the leather; I flexed my hands nervously. She had to see the apprehension in my eyes as I watched her snap the glove on.

“But I won’t blindfold you this time, love. I’ll just block your field of view.”

She moved to the table and patted my stomach with the gloved hand.

“Abrielle, dear?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Abrielle replied.

Abrielle climbed onto the table and straddled my stomach facing me, sitting down carefully. Her weight was not uncomfortable, but I obviously couldn’t see past her. Katherine pinched one of Abrielles’ nipples gently, and Abrielle pulled her lower lip into her mouth.

“Have fun, dear, but do not cum.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Abrielle replied.

Abrielle looked down at me and smiled. She tossed her curly blonde hair over her shoulders and put her two middle fingers in her mouth as Katherine watched. She took them out, saliva trailing from them, then put them between her saved pussy lips and began playing with herself. With her other hand, she began massaging her breast and pinching the nipple. She moaned softly and her head drifted backward. Katherine saw me watching and smiled, then walked out of view past the end of the table.

This was going to be insane. I was helpless and exposed. Katherine was going to play. God only knew how adept she was. I was obviously going to get an idea and I had to watch this beautiful girl play with herself in the process. I heard the jar of lubricant open and tensed a bit.

“Easy, love,” Katherine said in a playful voice, “you don’t want to make this difficult on yourself… Abrielle, you will tell me if he closes his eyes or looks away from you.”

“Yes, Mistress.” She aid in a now husky whisper.

I took a deep breath and relaxed. My cock was already erect; from the combination of watching Abrielle and the restrictive bonds. Suddenly, Abrielle moaned again and my mouth dropped open. At the same moment I felt Katherines’ bare hand take my cock. I moaned softly myself, rock hard in her hand.

I felt Katherines’ tongue gently circle the head of my cock. I was still oversensitive from the teasing I had received from Leiko. I groaned and tried to arch my back, but there was no freedom of movement against the straps. My eyes closed half way, blurring. Abrielle, hearing my groan raised her head and looked back down at me through her own glazed eyes. She bit her lip and shook her head in short movements, so she wouldn’t be noticed. I was not to close my eyes. I licked my lips and took a deep breath.

Abrielle continued to rub here fingers halfway into the top of her lips. I felt her hips moving slightly forward and back on my stomach. Katherines tongue continued to lavish the head of my cock, circling it. Suddenly, she lowered her head and sucked it all into her hot mouth. I moaned and tensed against the straps, struggling to keep my eyes open to watch Abrielle. Katherine held me in her mouth a few moments, teasing the shaft with her tongue., then suddenly she began sucking up and down quickly. Almost the same time, Abrielle moaned, her fingers plunged more deeply into her pussy. Katherine stopped and my cock throbbed in her hand.

“Don’t you cum, boy.” She said firmly.

I tried to squirm against the straps. I was already not far from coming, and she still had the lubricant and glove. I knew where that was going.

Katherine started sucking slowly, then Abrielle pulled her fingers from her pussy, her fluids trailing from her fingers. She looked down at me through glazed eyes. She put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them off, moaning, closing her eyes. I whimpered in frustration and passion.

I suddenly felt a lubricated finger at my anus, then moving up and down the crack. I groaned as she was still sucking. I wanted to say something, ask her to stop, because I had little or no control here; but instead I tried desperately to constrain myself. Suddenly the tip of her finger pressed my anus open and I groaned louder, clenching my teeth, but desperately trying to relax. Her very slow sucking pace was the only thing keeping me from coming right then; it was frustratingly slow. My breathing matched her pace. I was drowning in agonizing lust.

She pushed her finger in halfway and stopped, but picked up her sucking pace. Instantly, I felt the urge coming on.

“Oh, My Lady, please!” I begged.

She stopped. Her tone was stern.

“Don’t… you… cum… boy!”

I whimpered as I realized quickly that this was going to be too difficult to control.

“Y-Yes, My Lady.”

I knew as I spoke that I could wind up disappointing her. This was too much. Katherine stopped a moment.

“Abrielle, dear… give him a sample.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Abrielle gasped softly in her own passion.

Abrielle put her fingers back in her pussy an stroked them in and out. Katherine began sucking again and started pushing her finger in and out of my anus.

“Nnnnnggggg!” I moaned and almost closed my eyes. Then I felt Abrielles’ fingers.. and smelled them as she wiped her fluid scent first across my moustache, then over my lips. Then she pushed her fingers into my mouth. It was too much, her smell her taste and Katherine’s assault. Katherine moved faster.

“Oh, geez, My Lady! Please!” I almost screamed.

Suddenly she stopped my pending ejaculation with same skill as Leiko. I whimpered again as it only added to the frustration this far, yet I was relieved that I hadn’t cum.

“Goooood boy, love. You’ve proved yourself again.”

I groaned in my well of frustration.

“Th-Thank you, My Lady.” I gasped.

“Girls?”

The girls came to the table and began un-strapping me. They helped me up and to my feet. I was allowed to rest a few moments again. Then we started walking toward the queening throne. We stopped in front of it. Katherine came to stand in front of me, face- to-face, gazing into my eyes seductively.

“Now, love, we get to see another part of your training.”

Her eyes roamed my face as she caressed my cheek with the back of her hand.

“Now I will see how you please me.”

She started to turn toward the throne and then stopped and turned back.

“Oh, don’t worry, love. If I’m not quite pleased, you’ll know, about the time you gasp for air.”

Just at her words, my heart leapt, my eyes half closed, and my head dropped back slightly. She smiled and evil smile and walked up to the chair. She turned the chair around sideways. I saw her position the headrest beneath so I would be looking through, up at the back of the chair. At least until she sat down. She pointed to the floor.

I took my place on the floor, head under the chair, putting my head on the headrest. I heard something latch under the headrest, then it started lifting. In a few clicks, my face was protruding through the cushioned hole in the seat. One of the girls pushed pillows under my shoulders and back. Katherine moved up to stand beside the chair. Leaning against the back of it, she put one foot on the front corner of the seat, revealing her clean shaven pussy fully to my view. She licked her index finger and placed it on her pussy lips, teasing over them.

“I have rules for this, love. I’m going to explain them to you. Listen carefully.”

She continued running her finger softly over the lips of her pussy.

“I selected a throne because I enjoy pussy “worship”. You will lick my lips softly and gently. You will not put your tongue between them until I give you permission.”

She reached down with both hands and spread her lips slowly, exposing all.

“When you put your tongue between them, you will not touch my clitoris until I tell you I am ready. When I am ready, you will start slowly until I tell you faster.”

She hooked one elbow over the back of the chair and folded her hands looking down at me smiling, her eyes twinkling.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Now in order to slow you down, or make a point, or even for me to rest, you may experience, say, a “shortness of breath”, if you know what I mean.”

She got that “hint of evil” in her eyes and I knew exactly what she meant. She reached down and took the cuff at my wrist and attached it to a ring on the side of the chair. As she moved to the other side, she spoke again.

“If you feel your breath is short, and you can’t hold it, pat the sides of the chair and I will… probably… stop.”

She attached the other cuff to the other side of the chair.

“Adrianna, please take care of his feet.”

There were extensions of chain attached to rings on the floor. Adrianna moved to my feet and secured the cuffs on my ankles to the chains, adjusting them, as Katherine moved to the front of the chair. Again my heart started to race with anticipation and my erection began to grow. I tested my wrists, the “click” of metal against wood proving I was secure.

At first she sat against the back of the chair, her pussy only an inch from my mouth. Her scent crept up my nostrils, making me harder. She cocked her head to one side, brought a finger to her mouth and ran a finger gently across her lips.

“Now, I don’t know what your previous Dommes enjoyed, but I like a gentle caress of my pussy and rectum, slowly, purposefully. Do you understand?”

“Y-Yes, My Lady.”

She smiled.

“Good.”

She slid forward, he pussy lips just brushing my lips.

“Then you may begin.”

I extended my tongue, and as she instructed, began licking her lips gently and slowly. I could taste her there already and her scent was so strong and sweet my body coursed with passion.

“Mmmmmmmm… good start, love. Adrianna?”

I didn’t know she had called her for, but of course, I couldn’t see her. Soon, I felt her between my legs. I looked up at Katherine. I must have had a look of both weakness and apprehension on my face, because I felt it. Katherine had a little evil smile on hers. Her elbows were on the arm rests. One hand was in her lap, and the other was still by her mouth as she licked the tip of her finger teasingly, looking down at me.

I felt Adrianna’s hand on my cock, immediately followed by her warm tongue. I moaned and licked a little harder.

“Ah-ah!….” Katherine started.

I quickly eased the pressure of my tongue, licking lightly once more. Only once had I been teased by another female while I served a Mistress, but the Mistress did it because she wanted me to serve her faster and harder in my own passion. This was going to be difficult.

I continued to lick her pussy gently, every inch of the lips. Then she pushed herself forward, placing her anus just above my mouth. I knew what she wanted and licked slowly and lightly from the bottom of her pussy to her anus, circling it, then licking back and forth over it, gently.

“Ahhhhhhh, yessss…” she hissed softly.

Suddenly Adrianna sucked my cock into her mouth. I gasped uncontrollably. Katherines scent, smell and taste were already driving me crazy. I enjoy servitude so much, I had been brought close to orgasm before by servitude alone. Adriannas’ mouth was surely going to be too much. I didn’t know if she knew how to stop me as Leiko and Katherine did.

“Leiko, Abrielle?”

I was still tonguing her anus as the girls approached, but she pushed back, placing her pussy over my tongue once more. I could see her and both the girls. She put her hand behind Abrielles head and lowered it to the top of her breast. Abrielle began kissing it gently. She turned toward Leiko and put the fingertips of her other hand under her chin. She pulled her close and they kissed.

Watching females make love was always a weakness for me and this only drove me so much closer to the edge. I struggled to serve her properly. I heard a small moan escape her lips as she kissed Leiko. The sound of the kissing, the view of them, combined with servitude brought me dangerously close to the edge. I moaned. Adrianna stopped. My cock throbbed.

I breathed slowly, trying to concentrate again as I felt her move from me. I was apparently losing concentration with Katherine.

“Oh, Devoue, love…”

She pushed up and leaned forward, trapping my nose in her pussy and my mouth between her cheeks. I was caught off guard.

“Lick, love, if you would like the gift of breath again.”

I licked the places I could reach, the bottom of her pussy almost to her anus. Since I hadn’t taken a breath, I was quickly running short of air. I patted the sides of the chair.

“Already, love? Ah… I see… you weren’t prepared, were you?”

She still kept her place for a few moments.

“I will give you two seconds. Use it wisely.”

She slid back, allowing air through my nose. I wheezed two quick breaths, the second as deep as I could as she sealed me once again. As I continued licking, I watched her unsnap the top sides of her corset and lower one side for Abrielle, who eagerly moved to Katherines nipple and began licking it gently. As I continued to serve, I head a soft “kling” of a pan or metal bowl. I felt Adrianna back between my legs. I heard water trickling then the shock of an ice-cold rag on my cock. I gasped as my body jerked in response. I heard Katherine chuckle, and she pulled away from Leikos kiss for a moment, looking into her eyes lovingly. Then she looked down at me.

“Yes, a bit cold, isn’t it? That will take care of your erection for a few moments.”

I groaned softly as my cock shriveled quickly at the cold. I continued serving. Katherine pulled down the other side of her corset, exposing her other beautiful breast and winked at Leiko. Leiko lowered her head and began licking her other nipple. Katherine bit her lower lip with a smile. She let her head fall back a bit, licked her lips and moaned softly as the girls licked her breasts and nipples.

My moan had left me short of breath, my lungs began to burn, and once again I started groaning against her and hitting the chair. She lifted up and pulled herself back a bit, allowing me air again, smiling down at me. I gasped desperately, grabbing air. Suddenly, I felt Adrianna s warm mouth on my cock again.

“Now, love, gently, slowly, you may probe between my lips; only an inch. Do not touch my clitoris, yet.”

She was breathing heavier now at the attention. I did as she instructed, only inserting an inch of my tongue into her lips, starting from the bottom, still keeping the slow pace as she desired. Her dampness was now rolling at the sides of my tongue, the taste stronger. The view I had of the girls serving her and Adrianna on my cock, brought me quickly to another erection and on the verge of cumming. It was incredible.

My own breathing picked up quickly again, as I felt the throb begin once more. I gasped, and Adrianna stopped. I moaned softly at what I knew was coming next. Katherine moaned immediately after.

“Deeper, now, love… but do not… touch my clitoris yet.” She gasped.

I pushed my tongue all the way into her, as far as her position and the seat allowed. As I licked upward, Katherine shuddered, and I heard her take a deep breath. Then the cold rag landed again. The cold shot through me in short waves, sending chills up my spine as my throbbing slowed and I once again lost my erection. I whimpered in frustration, but kept my concentration where it belonged, licking downward between her lips. As I again licked upward, Katherine moaned. When I reached the top, she pulled me in and up toward her clitoris.

“Now, love, gently.”

I licked it and circled it’s firmness and felt her push against my face. I drew it between my lips softly and sucked it, letting it slide from my lips. She tensed and moaned. My own excitement rekindled as she responded to my attention. Then Adriannas warm mouth once again engulfed my cock. I tensed again instantly, and I whimpered against Katherine as I continued. It was moments and Katherine began panting and gasping, I could feel a trickle of her juices.

“Yes! Yessss! Faster now!”

She pressed against my mouth harder. I licked, sucked and teased her clitoris quickly. She tensed again.

“It’s time, Adrianna, dear!” she gasped loudly.

Adrianna began sucking me harder and faster. My sensitive, warming, overworked cock responded quickly. I continued as Katherine began to shake. She pushed herself tight against my mouth and looked down at me, smiling. She pulled Abrielle up gently by her hair and began kissing her, their tongues entwined while Leiko continued on her nipple. Then she stopped and threw her head back, panting, She tensed once more, and short shudders began.

“Take it, Devoue, drink it, don’t waste a drop!” She almost screamed.

I felt her fluids start. She came more than any woman I had ever known as she moaned loudly. He fluids literally splashed into my nose and throat. I was helpless to pull back and swallowed in order to breathe and to keep serving. Then I felt my own climax building. I groaned and choked. I gasped, ready to beg for permission to cum. She smiled down at me as she continued to spasm in bursts, still cumming and shaking. She clenched her teeth,

“Cum, boy! Cum NOW!”

I groaned and served her as I relaxed and gave in to all the passion around me. My mind reeled as my servitude became almost automatic, as my mind and body seemed to separate. I felt the cum rising from my groin. Adrianna continued, and I gasped loudly as Katherine began to slow, the spasms came in shorter bursts. She sighed hard and relaxed. I still continued to serve and she pulled away. At the same time, I came hard, groaning. All this had built me up so intensely that I was almost in oblivion as I came, gasping, my wrists pulling against the restraints.

Katherine, kissed the girls, then the tree of them watched as I groaned and clenched my teeth against the strength of my orgasm. It went on for minutes. I was panting and moaning, almost crying. I emptied myself as relief took over.

When I was spent, Adrianna kept sucking slowly, drawing out the last drop. I tensed as sensitivity set in.

“Yesssssss, love. You did well… for your first time; but we went easy on you.”

Katherine was still breathing deeply but more slowly. Her eyes twinkled down at me. I squirmed a bit from my sensitivity and bit my lip. She raised her eyebrows.

“Oh, Adrianna is waiting for me to tell her to stop.”

I tried to move my hips from Adrianna, but her position over me held me in place as she continued. I licked my lips and clenched my teeth.

“Would you like me to tell her to stop?”

She was speaking slowly, playfully, tormenting me.”

“Y-Yes, M-My Lady, please.” I begged.

She smiled.

I would like you to answer a question for me first, Devoue. Can you do that for me?”

“Y-Yes My Lady!” I gasped as I continued to flinch at Adrianna s sucking.

“What do you think, Devoue? Do you like it here with us, love?”

Despite my sensitivity and the discomfort it was causing, I knew the answer to that question, and it made me smile.

“Y-Yeeesss, My Lady!” I gasped.

“And would you like to stay with us? You know, it will not always be so quick and easy…”

I groaned and squirmed, but still smiled.

“Yes, M-My Lady! I gasped, I would like to stay!”

“Adrianna, you may stop now.”

Adrianna stopped and I gasped, sighed and relaxed.

Katherine looked down at me told the girls to release my restraints. She put her fingers against my face and gently wiped her juices from my cheeks. She looked at her fingers, then gently licked them, watching me. She stopped, put her arms on the arm rests and folded her hands in front of her on her lap. She smiled and her eyes sparkled once more as my wrists fell free of the chair.

“I was tormenting you love, you don’t have to make the decision now. But now, love… you may call me Mistress.”

My heart leapt at her words. The headrest lowered and the girls helped me out and to my feet. I turned and kneeled beside her chair, my body slightly wavering, and lowered my eyes.

“Thank you, Mistress.” I said softly.

She pointed to her feet and I moved to the front of the chair. She placed her fingers under my chin and raised my face. She gently kissed my lips, then licked them lightly with the tip of her tongue. She closed her legs and pulled my head down to her lap, turning it to the side. I calmed as she stroked my hair softly.

“You are most welcome, Devoue. ”

The girls giggled and crowded around us, hugging me… and Mistress Katherine.

Mistress Katherine, Abrielle, Adrianna and Leiko and I all lived together for two years, and had such a wide range of sensual experiences that I am certain it will never be rivaled again. Mistress Katherine eventually moved to London. Leiko and Adrianna went with her.

Abrielle still lives here in Illinois… with me. Shortly after Katherine and the others left, We fell in love and knew it was meant to be. We please each other in ways we only imagined we could before our relationship. Mistress Katherine will live on in both of our hearts as a woman who understood sensual domination and true affection for her submissives.

The End.

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Copyright (c) 2006 John J. Jones ”

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