It’s too late for that now

Ken has had the pleasure of serving as Sally-Anne’s slave for a number of years after they had had a chat about how to cope with the changes in circumstances that arose from Sally-Anne’s promotion to a senior position in the company she worked for which came about the same time that Ken was made redundant from his own job. There had always been a Dominant and submissive dynamic in the relationship between Ken and Sally-Anne and on the occasions when they’d been on holiday for a full 2 weeks together they had lived out the Mistress/slave relationship but it was still quite a step to move to living it fully so they agreed upon a trial period of 6 months which was the amount of salary that Ken got as a redundancy payment so he didn’t need to look for a job during this period anyway. Within 3 months of the trial both Ken and Sally-Anne knew that it was what they both wanted so it became a permanent fixture and Ken didn’t even consider looking for a job as all of his focus was on keeping the house, and Sally-Anne’s personal affairs in perfect order.

Keeping the house in perfect order was Ken’s main priority and this included always having a meal and drink ready for Sally-Anne when she got in from work, ensuring that the house was spotless and that an outfit was waiting in the bedroom for Sally-Anne to change into. Following the meal Ken ran Sally-Anne a bath and he knelt by the bath in case Sally-Anne wanted him to assist in bathing her which she did sometimes but mainly he was there to act as a listening ear for Sally-Anne who talked through her day in detail and asked Ken questions about things that were going on. The remainder of the evening was completely unstructured and revolved around Ken serving Sally-Anne’s desires whatever they were and without any prompting Ken would happily admit that he’d never been as happy and contented as he was now.

It was very rare for Sally-Anne to have to punish Ken for any failure but Ken was well aware what would happen should punishment be required because the play sessions that Sally-Anne put Ken through were intense enough and regularly took him to places he never thought it possible to reach. One time though Ken did make a serious error in double booking Sally-Anne for an evening out with two different sets of friends which left her with the embarrassing situation of having to apologise to one set of people and in the end she cancelled both events and came home to find Ken working away on cleaning the kitchen.

Sally-Anne didn’t have to say anything as her anger was clear from the look on her face and she walked straight over to the stand of implements that resided in one corner of the lounge. By the time that Sally-Anne had selected her chosen whip Ken had prostrated himself on his knees on the floor in the centre of the lounge with his head on the carpet between his outstretched arms leaving his back and bottom completely exposed.

‘It’s too late for that to save you now Ken but it is good to see that you recognise that I am very angry with you and are trying to atone for your error’ Sally-Anne says as she is standing over Ken holding the whip ominously, ‘your error was to double book me for this evening and I had to embarrass myself in apologising to my girlfriends and as you know I do not like being embarrassed in any situation so I decided that as opposed to remaining with the group that I had met I chose to come home and deal with you. I know that it was a genuine mistake but I need to ensure that you take more care from now on’ Sally-Anne continues before lashing the whip down onto Ken’s back.

Whether it was Sally-Anne’s anger or Ken’s disappointment at having made her angry the lash seemed to have a much deeper bite than normal but Ken remains silent. The second lash soon arrives and again it is directed at his back but the next half dozen lashes are directed at his bottom and these start to bring moans from Ken as it wasn’t that long since Sally-Anne had caned him and these marks were still evident. Apart from the crack as the whip landed on Ken’s back or bottom and his moans there was absolute silence in the room which was one of the ways that Sally-Anne made it obvious that this was a punishment as generally she spoke to Ken throughout their play sessions.

‘Your punishment is over Ken I trust that you will take more care over managing my diary from now on. Now you will kiss the hand that has just whipped you and return the whip to its rightful place before resuming your current position’ Sally-Anne says.

Let’s see how you like it for a change

Lisa is Ken’s twin sister and while the two of them get on fairly well there is a tension between them because they have very different characters. Ken is very quiet and never does anything to get into trouble whereas Lisa is a bit of a rebel and Ken never lets an opportunity to go by to get Lisa into trouble at school and at home leading to her getting lots of detentions at school and spankings at home which Ken can hear and he regularly sees Lisa in tears after them looking at Ken with daggers in her eyes.

In the summer after they had finished school and before they both went off to university they had the house to themselves while their parents went away on a long holiday. Both of them were working during the day with Ken in the local library and Lisa in a shop but Lisa spent most evenings out with her friends giving Ken the place to himself and one evening he took the opportunity to organise a party for his friends from school and because he’d been on the school rugby team he invited all of the lads round and most of them came with lots of beer. The house had a large garden and at some time during the evening an impromptu game of rugby developed with Ken at its heart leading to one of the trees getting damaged and also one of the flower beds was trampled into oblivion but Ken didn’t mind as he cruelly thought he would be able to blame Lisa for the damage and because of their reputations he was sure he’d get away with it.

Unfortunately for Ken one of the girls at the party had texted Lisa to tell her that it was happening and she had sneaked back into the house and with her own video camera she was able to film the rugby match that caused all of the damage and she also captured still images of some of the other things that went on at the party. Ken was completely unaware of this and he was very late rising the following morning giving Lisa the chance to take photographs of all of the empty bottles and cans strewn round the garden and such other damage as she could find but at least there was no damage in the house itself.

Lisa stayed in her room when Ken got up but she filmed him clearing up and surveying the damage which he still didn’t care about as he didn’t realise that he’d been caught red handed by Lisa until he walked back into the lounge where playing on the television was a video of the rugby match with him at the centre of the action all the time it seemed. Lisa was standing by the DVD player and she jumped forward to the film of Ken clearing up after the party before showing the slide show of photographs she’d taken from last night and this morning. Ken looked utterly horrified at having been caught and he knew that there was no way he could blame Lisa for the damage. Ken was thinking of what to say but didn’t get the chance as Lisa spoke first.

‘Well it seems like my goody two shoes twin has a dark side after all. I wonder how mum and dad will react when I show them these films and photographs. Particularly as I’m sure you were going to blame me for the damage just as you always do and it might make them think twice about some of the things that you’ve had me spanked for’ Lisa says with a smug grin on her face.

‘Oh hell, you wouldn’t would you Lisa’ Ken asks in hope.

‘What do you think given all the times you’ve grassed me up to them. Mind you I’m sure that we could come up with some alternative course of action’ Lisa says leaving that option hanging in the air for Ken to ponder.

‘I’ll do anything Lisa’ Ken pleads.

‘Since you have put it so sweetly my twin I’ll give you the chance to avoid being grassed up’ Lisa says.

‘Thank you’ Ken answers in the pause.

‘I would wait until you hear my terms before you say thank you. I’m almost sure that you get a hard-on when you hear me getting spanked and I wouldn’t be surprised if you played with yourself so first off I’m going to see how you like being spanked yourself but that’s not all as from now you are going to do my share of the chores and when mum and dad are away you are going to cook every meal for me and do all of my washing and ironing. If your cooking and laundry skills do not please me then it will be more spankings for you and should you refuse any order then an email will be sent to mum and dad with the pictures and video attached’ Lisa says.

‘Thank you Lisa’ Ken says again knowing that he didn’t have a choice in the matter.

‘Oh and you will act as my personal chauffeur as well. So now you are going to go and kneel up on one of the patio chairs while I fetch the hairbrush that mum uses when she spanks me and drop your jeans when you’re there’ Lisa adds. Resigned to his fate Ken goes and does as he is told waiting for Lisa to return which doesn’t take long and the smile on her face contrasts with the glum expression on Ken’s face.

‘Oh you do look miserable my twin let’s see if I can make you look sore’ Lisa adds as she cracks her hand into Ken’s bottom. It is just the first of many smacks that he feels all of which are bad particularly when Lisa lowers his boxer shorts to get at his bare bottom, ‘the rugby has done you good I see Ken as this is a nice hard bottom’ she says before cracking her hand against the bare skin. If Ken thought Lisa’s hand had been bad it was nothing compared to the pain when she started to use the hairbrush as that really seemed to bruise the skin. Lisa seemed to use the hairbrush for hours and there were tears landing on the patio before she was finished.

‘That’s what I like to see’ Lisa remarks cruelly as she sees the puddle forming, ‘just another dozen I think’ but each of these was harder than anything that had gone before, ‘now off you go and make me a bacon sandwich slave’ Lisa finishes.

The Master

When I was at school I had a habit of relying on my intelligence to get me through instead of applying myself to my work which meant that I didn’t reach the heights that I could have but once I started at university I started to go out with a lovely girl called Elizabeth who was incredibly driven in everything she did. Elizabeth was an excellent sportswoman with swimming being her chosen sport and she was also a very hard worker during the daytime so that she could relax and enjoy herself in the evening. Within a couple of weeks of being with Elizabeth I’d picked up her good habits relating to work and my own chosen sport of rugby. We are doing pretty much the same degree with the exception of our minor subject where I am doing business law and Elizabeth is doing economics so we are competing with each other to see who can get the best marks but this just pushes us on to work harder. We still had more than our fair share of fun in the evenings and at weekends though which made the whole thing brilliant. We both graduated with excellent first class degree’s and had excellent job offers in London but Elizabeth also had a job offer in Berlin and this was the one she decided to take up so we split up but remained good friends.

I took up one of the offers in London and quickly proved myself to be brilliant at spotting opportunities and through this I brought in large profits for my company which had its own rewards in my salary and bonuses, and also those of my team members as well. It was while I was doing this job that my long standing but well hidden interest in BDSM resurfaced after I’d been introduced to a stunning woman at one of our corporate dinner events. There was something about Caroline that held me spellbound from the start but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. We started to go out with each other and it was only after a couple of dates that Caroline revealed her dominance to me and I found myself submitting to her without even thinking about it. It was only a brief affair that we’d had but it opened my mind completely to the fact that BDSM was at the core of my sexuality and while I realised that my natural persona was a dominant one I had loved submitting and wanted to learn a lot in that role so that I have some knowledge of what my own subs and slaves will be going through when I take them on.

After a few years working in London I was contacted by one of our competitors offering me the opportunity to come and work for them in New York and I leapt at the opportunity. Moving to America allowed my sexuality to flourish because there was less chance of anyone I knew finding out about my interests and activities. As soon as I have settled in the city, which doesn’t take long at all, I start to think about finding and serving a Mistress and I made appointments for sessions with a couple of them. While the first Mistress that I served was good and the session went well I knew as soon as I stepped into the chamber of Mistress Lara that she was the Mistress that I wanted to serve and who would lead me on a terrific journey.

It was Mistress Lara that cultivated the dominant side within me using this whenever she had male or female subs that wanted the interaction of a male but I always remained submissive to Mistress Lara herself which gave me the best of both worlds. It was Mistress Lara that spotted and nurtured my bisexuality initially through her wonderful forced-bi parties but latterly she freed up this side when I was in the dominant mode and although my preference was still definitely for women I enjoy my encounters with men and also with TV’s and TS’s. I had every intention of staying in New York having been working there for over ten years but I was tempted to move back to London when my current employers installed me as the head of their European operations which is based in London. I’d made enough money in New York to be able to buy a lovely big house in a leafy suburb of North London and also buy up a couple of properties in the city itself which were going to be used for rental income not that I really needed the income.

In my house I converted the attic and basement into very well equipped playrooms and I also had use of my study which could be turned to an office or a school type of setting very easily. With these spaces I decided that as well as working in the city I was going to offer my services as a professional dominant with my services open to anyone. I work with 90 or 180 minute sessions mainly but will do longer sessions if required. I always have a meeting with prospective clients in a neutral location before playing with them as this helps both parties to get an understanding of each other and to see if we will fit together well. These meetings helped to ensure that the first sessions were very successful and because of this I build up a regular and extensive client list quite quickly. One of my first clients was a guy in his late-twenties called Phil who had particular interests in forced feminisation, severe corporal punishment, cock and ball torture and being used like a little whore. Phil came to see me for a three hour session every couple of months and we built up a very good chemistry and I had outfits that allowed me to have him dressed and acting as anything from a schoolgirl to a cheap whore.

‘Sir, my girlfriend and I have a very powerful joint fantasy where you put her through her paces as a slave punishing her whenever the mood takes you before you then make full use of her sexually. I will be bound securely in another room able to hear all of the activities including her pleasuring you and you pleasuring her but completely unable to do anything about it and also unable to do anything about my own arousal. Is this something that you could do for us?’ Phil asks at the end of one of his sessions.

‘Yes I could certainly help the two of you fulfil this fantasy but before I do it I would want to talk to your girlfriend on her own to understand her side of the fantasy so that I can give you both the experience of a lifetime’ I answer. I also want to talk to her to make sure that she really does have this fantasy and that it isn’t just pandering to Phil.

‘I understand Sir. I will ask Christina to phone you and talk through the fantasy’ Phil said as he was on his way back to the real world. Later on that evening a very confident sounding woman gave me a call on my mobile.

‘Ken I’m Christina I believe that Phil talked to you this afternoon about the fantasy that we jointly share’.

‘Good evening Christina, yes Phil did talk about a fantasy that you both share and it is something that I would be very happy to fulfil for you however before I play with any new submissive I always meet them in a neutral location first to see whether we will be compatible so I would need to meet you first’ I reply.

‘That is fine Ken but how about instead of a neutral location I come round to your place this evening so we can talk about it’ Christina says.

‘Okay that will be fine’ I answer as the confidence in Christina’s voice had convinced me that she would be fine and in any case Phil will have already told her the address so there is no need to worry about privacy. About an hour later Christina arrived at my house. I took her helmet and leather jacket from her and hung them in the cloakroom as she’d arrived on a lovely motorbike. I led Christina through to the lounge and then went to the kitchen to make us a fresh pot of coffee. By the time I’d gotten back Christina had made herself comfortable and I couldn’t help but admire the stunning figure that she had. Normally there is some small talk over the coffee but not this time because Christina gives me a very detailed account of the fantasy that she has.

‘I’m sure that Phil has never admitted this to you but it was actually me who first forced him to make the appointment with you. I’d caught him dressed in my knickers wanking over a spanking site on the internet and when I searched through his web history most of it was spanking and female dominant related but there were also a few gay and bisexual porn sites, more than just a mistake on his part anyway. I spoke to him about all of this in a supportive way and he opened up to me admitting that he would love to take it further but had been scared to do so. I did my own web research and came across your site and I knew that you would be perfect for Phil and I had fewer problems with him visiting another male for this than I would have had with him visiting a Mistress for some reason I can’t quite work out. I had to apply a lot of pressure to get him to make the first appointment but it hasn’t taken too much since although I tell him what he is to ask for’ Christina explains after telling me about the fantasy.

‘That is very interesting Christina thank you for the information. It appears that you already have a very strong mental dominance over Phil so I’m just wondering whether your actual fantasy isn’t more about learning how to dominate him physically’ I comment having got the feeling that I have a potential Mistress on my hands.

‘Yes Ken I do have a very strong mental dominance over Phil because since I found out about this side of him I’ve been investigating lots of female dominance sites and also general BDSM sites. No we both have the fantasy of me cuckolding Phil with you and it is my fantasy to submit to you so that I can see what it is like at that side. After that though it would be great to learn some of the physical techniques and to be trained by you as a Mistress in my own right’ Christina answers.

‘In that case I would suggest that a weekend long session would be the best bet for the two of you. These normally start on a Friday evening and end on either Sunday evening or Monday morning depending upon your work commitments’ I say.

‘That would be fantastic Ken I didn’t know that you provided sessions as long as this’ Christina said with a beaming smile on her face. It was the end of the following month before our diaries coincided at the weekend so I booked them in for the whole weekend. Christina promised to stay in regular contact about the fantasy and she did this and I also stayed in contact with her and Phil about it. About a week after it had been set up I received a call from Mistress Lara telling me that she wanted to come over and stay with me for a month. I was delighted with this prospect and agreed without hesitation even though the month would include the weekend that I had the session with Christina and Phil. I let them know as soon as it was confirmed providing them with Mistress Lara’s website address and also my history with her. A couple of days later Christina got back to me with a couple of questions about Mistress Lara after she’d looked at the website in some detail. She’d picked up on the fact that Mistress Lara loved dominating women and wondered if this also included sexual domination and I confirmed that it certainly could include sexual domination if she wanted it to. Christina also asked if this would change the fee for the weekend and I confirmed that it wouldn’t change the fee in the slightest. Having heard these answers Christina confirmed that she was happy for the arrangement to go ahead and I got the sense from her comments that in fact she was even keener on it now and I knew that it would open up some really interesting possibilities for the session.

Mistress Lara was arriving at Heathrow on a Sunday morning and while I was waiting with a coffee I couldn’t get over how excited and nervous I was at the prospect of seeing her again even though it was just over a year since I’d last seen her. Mistress Lara was dressed casually but this did nothing to hide her beauty or the air of dominance that she naturally exuded and which entranced me once again. My submission to Mistress Lara returned immediately and over a coffee we caught up with each other before I took Mistress Lara out to the car and drove her back to the house. I carried Mistress Lara’s bags into the house and set them down in the spare bedroom, which was every bit as luxurious as my own room, before giving her the tour of the house.

‘I love these play rooms Ken and I can’t wait until you submit to me in them because it was obvious at the airport that your feelings of submission returned the moment you saw me. Do you have any commercial sessions planned during my visit because I’d love to work with you in these if you do’ Mistress Lara says as we have just come out of the attic play room.

‘Thank you Mistress the rooms have both been heavily influenced by the experiences I shared with you in your own premises. As I was waiting for you to arrive I was really excited and nervous and you are correct in that my feelings of submission to you returned the moment I saw you coming through that door so it is going to be a delight to submit to you in these rooms because I’ve really missed it. Yes I have some commercial sessions booked while you are here including a full weekend session that you will really enjoy because it is with a couple. It’s an interesting set-up because it is the guy that has been my regular client but the last time he revealed that his girlfriend wanted to experience a submissive session with me and then a sexual session with him being cuckolded. As I was speaking to the girl her dominance was obvious so over the rest of the weekend we are going to be giving her some training in this. There are also a few other sessions booked in and I’d love to have you working with me on these and I’m sure the clients will as well’ I answer.

‘That session sounds really interesting Ken you will need to give me more details this week so that we can have a starting plan and then see where it goes from there. Your clients will be in for a real treat because I have the feeling that we will combine as a brilliant team now that you are so much more experienced as a dominant in your own right and we will be equals when we are playing this way so that when I’m gone your clients haven’t seen any submission in you. Now can we go out for a while so that I can get some fresh air and to stop me from succumbing to sleep’ Mistress Lara says. We spend the afternoon walking round some of the sights of London just like tourists and then have an early dinner before going back up to my house where Mistress Lara crashes into bed.

As Mistress Lara had predicted we made a fantastic team when we worked together in the commercial sessions that we undertook and all of the clients loved it so I hoped that Christina was going to be as natural as I thought she would be because we might then be able to work together. The naturalness that existed between Mistress Lara and me in these sessions was enhanced by the fact that we had re-explored my submission to her fully by the time the first session came around and it was utterly magical to be so totally enmeshed within Mistress Lara’s personality for these couple of days. On the Thursday after we’d done the last commercial session before Christina and Phil’s weekend session we talked about what we are going to do and our ideas meshed together perfectly and I confirmed with Christina that they would be arriving at 7pm on the Friday evening and staying with us until 7am on Monday morning.

Mistress Lara and I had decided that we would begin the session with all of the focus on Phil and using him as a domestic so I had prepared a meal for all of us that he would only have to serve. I introduced Mistress Lara to Christina and Phil and we could all see that Phil was spellbound by Mistress Lara’s beauty so it appeared that Christina would have been right to be concerned had Phil served a Mistress. This caused Phil to miss his next order from me to strip completely, which admittedly had been given quite quietly, but he certainly heard it the second time as it was barked into his ear like a Sergeant-Major on the parade ground from mere inches away. Hurriedly Phil complied with the order but his eyes never left Mistress Lara who likewise surveyed him up and down throughout his stripping.

‘Inspection’ I bark and Phil takes up the position that he knows well but this time it is Mistress Lara that is carrying out the inspection and I am standing back watching how Christina is reacting to what she is seeing and her reactions suggest that she is enjoying what she is seeing and trying to memorise it. Mistress Lara was silent as she carried out her inspection which I know is very nerve-wracking and quite humiliating in a way but she then stands directly in front of Phil before delivering her verdict.

‘There is not a mark on this body but by the time we are finished with you this weekend you can rest assured that you will be very well marked physically and psychologically. Your body is passable but that is a pathetic specimen of a cock, it’s no wonder that your girlfriend feels the need to come and submit her body to a real man like Master Ken. She will suffer for the pleasure that we are both going to give her and I’ve no doubt that she will want to transfer this suffering on to you through the weekend. Now get your cock erect so I can see if it is going to stand up to my merciless torture’ Mistress Lara says witheringly. Phil got his cock erect and I threw his cock harness over to him and ordered him to put it on knowing that the pins in it would irritate and the ball strap would stop his erection from dying away completely.

‘Phil, you will find a meal ready for all of us in the kitchen which you are going to serve to all of us’ I tell him and he goes off to the kitchen. We all sit down at the table and Christina becomes the focus of Mistress Lara and my attention starting to find out exactly what it was she wanted to happen to Phil during the weekend. This conversation confirmed my view that Christina had a very strong dominant streak in her and Mistress Lara could also see it which would make tomorrow and Sunday fun but it might also mean that she would find tonight quite difficult when first of all I made her submit to me and then Mistress Lara joined me. We didn’t let on to Christina what we were planning for her and she didn’t ask either. Eventually Phil arrived back with the meal and he made the mistake of serving me first.

‘Phil, I presume that you have never worked as a waiter. Etiquette demands that Ladies are served before Gentlemen at the table. You seem determined to earn yourself a severe first punishment’ I say sharply. Mistress Lara is a very skilled exponent of verbal humiliation seemingly able to find the right buttons for people within minutes of knowing them and as the meal is progressing she starts to use this technique on Phil which will be new for him because it is not something I ever do with him. Christina picks up on the effect that it is having on Phil and she joins Mistress Lara on the attack and I’m sure that Phil is feeling it but from the way that he is walking it appears that he is also getting turned on by it as the pins appear to be digging painfully into his cock with each step that he takes around the table. At the end of the meal Phil is given the opportunity to get his own meal in the kitchen and it is now time to start on Christina.

‘Stand up and walk to the centre of the room Christina’ I say with a dominant tone in my voice which seems to take Christina a little bit by surprise. She complies with the order though and her eyes flit nervously between Mistress Lara and me wondering what is next.

‘Mistress Lara will you please step forward and strip Christina for me’.

‘With pleasure Master Ken’ Mistress Lara responds and this has been part of our plan because after the question from Christina about whether Mistress Lara practised sexual domination with female subs I realised that it was something that she really wanted to happen. Stripping Christina would give Mistress Lara the opportunity to see exactly where she could go with this later in the evening. It was highly erotic seeing Mistress Lara stripping Christina slowly and tormenting every part of the body that was laid bare before my eyes.

‘I think you are going to have some fun with this slave Master Ken as she is getting wetter with each passing second. When you are finished with her perhaps you would be so kind as to pass her over to me so that I can also enjoy her’ Mistress Lara says and I can see the smile coming to Christina’s face when she hears this last comment.

‘Yes I will happily pass her over to you when I’ve finished with her tonight but she might be feeling a little worn out as I’ve got lots of plans for her but I’m sure that you have the ways and means to revive even the most used of slaves’ I respond watching the shivers run through Christina’s body as my words reach her and Mistress Lara starts to smack her bottom. As Mistress Lara is showing off her handiwork in the form of Christina’s lovely red bottom and spreading her cheeks so that I can clearly see both of her holes Phil walks back into the room.

‘Phil, you have clearly forgotten your manners again. You know perfectly well that you are to knock, and wait before entering a room. You will fetch the heavy tawse from my study and bring it back to this room where you will then receive twenty four strokes for your failures so far’ I say and he walks off to the study.  This time he does knock and wait for the instruction to enter the room before doing so. His punishment takes place immediately after he has entered the room and each of the strokes of the tawse is very hard but as was normal for Phil he took them in silence which impressed Mistress Lara because she had seen during the week just how hard I can be when administering punishment.

Mistress Lara takes command of Phil and leads him away to one of the bedrooms in the house which we have equipped for the evening with a couple of chairs and a large selection of Mistress Lara’s favourite tools from my collections. When Mistress Lara and I had been talking about the fantasy she’d suggested some refinements to it which I was sure at the time would be welcome but having seen how spellbound Phil was by Mistress Lara I now know for certain that they will work. Christina has been watching this and is still standing naked in the centre of the room so I walk over to her and carry out my own inspection of her body before applying the tawse that I’d used on Phil to her bottom. I started off more gently with Christina but although she cried out with every stroke she took them really well which gave me a good guide for later on. Christina was still really wet from all the attention that she had received and I started the sexual fun by fingering her pussy until she was on the edge of her climax and then I stopped leaving her frustrated. I turned my attention to her anus using both my fingers and my tongue because in our initial discussions Christina had told me that she really wanted to be taken there as it was something that she’d never done with Phil so it would become a powerful symbol of him being cuckolded.

I fastened a collar around Christina’s neck and then clipped a leash to this before leading her over to a mirror instructing her to look at herself. A grin came to Christina’s face as she saw the collar and her hands seemed to be itching to feel it.

‘You may touch your collar if you wish Christina’ I said quietly in her ear and she immediately raised her hands to it and played with the stiff leather encasing her neck although the inside of the collar was lined with softer leather so that it wasn’t too uncomfortable. Sitting on the table under the mirror were a pair of nipple clamps that looked very frightening but which were actually one of the more gentle pairs that I had. Christina’s nipples were lovely and big as well as being very hard from all of the attention that she has received but I flicked them a couple of times with my fingers before attaching the clamps. Christina gave a gasp as each one bit down onto the nipple and she also closed her eyes as her body adjusted to the sensations that were flowing through it. Taking hold of the leash I walked Christina through the house and up to the bedroom where Mistress Lara and Phil were waiting for us. Mistress Lara had bound Phil tightly to one of the chairs with lots of intricate rope work and she had also securely blindfolded him but his other senses were still available to him. Phil could obviously hear our arrival in the room as he turned his head in our direction and I directed Christina’s attention to him.

‘As you can see Christina, Mistress Lara has left Phil completely helpless and unable to do anything to stop me from taking my pleasure from your body. You are going to pleasure me fully and should your performance be unsatisfactory then you will be taken to the dungeon and punished until such time as you do satisfy me. Do you understand?’ I say to Christina.

‘Yes Master I understand and I will try to satisfy you fully’ Christina responds very softly. To tease Phil even more Mistress Lara describes in detail all of the adornments that I have applied to Christina’s body and comments on the smell of arousal that is filling the room. Earlier in the day Mistress Lara and I have prepared the bed with ropes, cuffs and chains but before I tie Christina to the bed I have her kneel at the end of it and take my cock in her mouth to get it hard. Christina’s oral skills were phenomenal but the fantasy that we were playing demanded that I found them unsatisfactory which is what I did as I was putting her on her hands and knees on the bed with her head down on one of the pillows. I gave her a bit of a spanking as I was outlining her failures to her taking the opportunity to mock Phil for being a wimp at the same time for failing to train his girlfriend in the art of satisfying a man. Mistress Lara had described the blow job in intimate detail for Phil and then she details even more explicitly the fucking that I gave to Christina that brought her off repeatedly but I didn’t climax myself.

‘Master please fuck my arse’ Christina says huskily and completely unplanned.

‘Did I give you permission to speak Christina?’ I say punctuating each word with a hard smack to Christina’s bottom.

‘No Master’ Christina responds and then yelps when I remove the nipple clamps.

‘Regardless of your performance that impertinence has earned you a trip to the dungeon for punishment. Your body is mine to do with what I want but it so happens that I was just about to lube you up so that I could take your arse’ I say continuing the spanking this time with even harder smacks so that the whole of Christina’s bottom looks like an over-ripe tomato.

‘Have you ever had the privilege of fucking your girlfriend’s arse?’ Mistress Lara mockingly asks Phil.

‘No Mistress she’s never allowed me to fuck her up the arse’ Phil answers.

‘Well she must realise that Master is a real man and will pleasure her that way whereas you are just a cuckolded boyfriend who doesn’t deserve the honour of her tightest and most delicate of holes’ Mistress Lara taunts.

Even just pushing the lube deep into Christina’s anus with my fingers told me how tight this was going to be and there was quite a lot of tension in her body at the thought of it. Mistress Lara could see the tension and she moved over to the bed and began to play with Christina’s pussy while I was opening up her bottom with two fingers.  As Mistress Lara continued to play with Christina’s pussy I eased my cock slowly into her arse accompanied by deep moans from Christina until eventually it was fully inside her. I let her get accustomed to the feelings while I savoured them myself and Mistress Lara withdrew her fingers from Christina’s wet pussy.

‘Taste your girlfriend’s cum Phil. Totally different after a real man has fucked her isn’t it’ Mistress Lara says to Phil as she is making him suck her fingers clean and he is obediently cleaning her fingers.

‘I bet that you’ve never made her cum as sweetly as this’ Mistress Lara concludes before returning to her explicit description of my cock thrusting in and out of Christina’s arse. She doesn’t need to describe the sounds as Phil can hear them and eventually I spend my load deep in Christina’s arse before pulling out and wiping my cock all over Phil’s face so that the scents will remain with him.

‘As I said Phil you have singularly failed to train your girlfriend in the art of satisfying a man so I’m going to have to do the job for her because her display today has shown us that there is a real slut waiting to be released in her. Her impertinence earlier has also earned her a punishment so I’m now going to take her down to the dungeon where she will be taught a real lesson. You meanwhile will be left in Mistress Lara’s company to learn your own lesson and should I hear on my return that you have failed to satisfy her then you will also be taking a trip to the dungeon with me and I don’t think I need to explain to you what that will mean do I Phil?’ I said as I was untying Christina from the bed.

‘No Master I understand what will happen to me if you have to take me down to the dungeon’ Phil answers.

‘Master, please tell me that I haven’t failed to satisfy you’ Christina says nervously as we are entering the dungeon.

‘You have more than satisfied me sexually so far Christina let’s see if you can satisfy me in your handling of pain’ I say to reassure her because I sense that this is where her nerves are coming from.

‘Thank you Master I will try to please you’ Christina says humbly. For the next ninety minutes I play with Christina and it quickly becomes apparent that she has a particular love for corporal punishment and also enjoys her nipples being tortured but she gets restless very quickly when she is put into bondage and left alone. I focus my attention on these activities because I want Christina to enjoy the session and by the end of it her bottom is beautifully marked and sore as are her breasts and nipples which have been covered with wax because the final act was with candles. I signify the end of the session and Christina’s release from her service as a submissive by removing her collar and giving her a hug.

‘Thank you Ken that was wonderful. Can you fuck both of my holes and fill me with your cum so that I can really cuckold Phil’ Christina says without telling me what it is she is planning to do and I am interested to see this so I bend her back over the whipping bench and empty my balls into both of her holes. We make our way back up to the bedroom and find that Mistress Lara has had a lot of fun with Phil to judge by the state of his bottom which is currently on display as he is bent over the end of the bed while Mistress Lara finishes off a caning. We step back and watch Christina getting Phil onto his back on the bed where she cuffs him before sitting down on his face making him clean my spunk out of both of her holes and then she stands up and unleashes a long golden shower all over him ensuring that he will be spending a very uncomfortable night on the bed. We all walked out of the bedroom snapping the lights off as we went.

‘That was a very interesting final display of Phil’s cuckoldry Christina’ Mistress Lara says when we are sitting in the lounge again although Christina had sat down very gingerly as a result of the state of her bottom.

‘Thank you Mistress I thought a lot about what I wanted to do to Phil at the end of the session before it happened and knew that making him eat Ken’s spunk from my pussy and arse would be very symbolic for both of us. I hadn’t even thought about pissing on him but as I was standing there it just seemed like the right thing to do to him’ Christina answers.

‘Ken told me that he thought that you would make a wonderful dominatrix and when we were chatting earlier in the evening I could definitely see where he was coming from and your treatment of Phil is living proof of that. I also asked Ken earlier in the evening if he would pass you over to me when he was finished with you so that I could have my fun with you. I can see from the way that you sat down and from the state of your nipples that you’ve already had an intense session so are you up to another session with me? If you are there will be a secondary treat for you because as I’m sure Ken told you he was one of my slaves and he will be submitting alongside you’ Mistress Lara explains.

‘Oh definitely Mistress’ Christina says eagerly, ‘when Ken said that you were going to be here this weekend he gave me your website and explained that he had been one of your slaves when he was in New York. I looked at the website and it is wonderful and I saw that you dealt with female submissives as well as male which delighted me and I asked Ken if that included sexual submission and he confirmed that it could. When you asked Ken earlier if he would pass me over to you after he’d finished with me I was delighted when he said yes and if I could be so bold I’d like Ken just to watch this session so that I am the sole focus of your attention’ Christina answers.

‘Very well Christina you can have all of my attention but it will make it harder for you as there will be no respite for you’ Mistress Lara says cheerfully.

‘I understand and thank you Mistress’ Christina answers as she is being led out of the lounge and Mistress Lara decides to make use of the attic space because Christina has already experienced the basement with me. In a way I am relieved not to be submitting alongside Christina but in another way I am disappointed because it was always such a pleasure to submit to Mistress Lara. If it had been erotic seeing Mistress Lara stripping Christina earlier in the evening watching her put her through a full session was even better and Christina loved it all even though she was sore all over by the time Mistress Lara had finished with her. We then spent the rest of the night pleasuring Christina in my bed. Over the rest of the weekend Phil found himself being used as the guinea pig for Christina as we both taught her lots of what we knew. Christina was a very quick learner and by the Sunday afternoon there was no question in my mind that she would make a wonderful dominatrix if she wanted to do it and I would be delighted to work with her.

‘Christina you have been a delight to train and just as we put on a show for Ken on Friday night so it is now time for you and Ken to put on a show for me. This is your opportunity to repay Ken for what he did to you on Friday evening as I can see that he wants to submit to you as final confirmation of your skills. While I’ve been here with Ken I’ve participated in his commercial sessions and all of his clients have loved it and he hoped that you would be able to take my place when I go back to America so if you are interested in this opportunity then here is your chance’ Mistress Lara says after we’d been talking about this while Christina was doing a session with Phil.

‘Thank you Mistress and Master that is such a confidence boost for me. I’d love to have Ken submitting to me and I would love to work with him but what about Phil?’ Christina asks.

‘Well what you do with Phil is entirely up to the two of you. He could come here and serve you both on a permanent basis or you could cut him free’ I say, ‘or he could come and serve as my slave in New York’ Mistress Lara quickly adds. Christina puts me through a very rigorous session that evening and I loved it all then early the following morning she sits Phil down and explains that she is going to be working alongside me on a professional basis giving him the option of serving both of us permanently or being cut free or going to serve Mistress Lara. It was obvious that he was torn between all of these options but his courage failed him and he opted to be cut free.

Rescued

I moved a long way from home to go to university and then moved even further away for a very good job that went very well for the first couple of years. Things started to go downhill when I was promoted into a different team within the company and my new team leader took a dislike to me because he seemed to be afraid that I was after his job which wasn’t true. He decided that the safest thing for him to do would be to get rid of me and when the company was next looking to make some financial savings he proposed me for redundancy and much to my disgust the company accepted his suggestion. I started off trying to fight the decision because I knew what was behind the decision but I wasn’t having any success so in the end just gave up and took the money that was on offer. At least the redundancy package was generous and while I started to look for other jobs I didn’t find one straight away and this led to me revisiting many of my former bad habits such as drinking heavily, smoking far too much and gambling.

Prior to my redundancy I’d been saving quite hard in the hope of putting a deposit down on a place of my own but this money was transferred back into my normal account so that I could fund my bad habits. What had started off as sensible drinking and gambling soon began to spiral out of control and I was aware enough to see where it was leading but because I couldn’t seem to get another job I didn’t really care and was just letting it happen. Somehow word of my behaviour and the state I was in got back to Jessica, my first ever girlfriend from school days, and who if I was being honest I still had very strong and deep feelings for. Jessica travelled down to Birmingham one Friday and spent the entire weekend trying to locate me to talk some sense into me because even she didn’t realise quite the state I was in. She eventually caught up with me early on the Sunday evening when I was sitting in a real dive of a pub with a pint and a whisky in front of me and lots of empties sitting on the table. As soon as Jessica saw me a look of pure disgust came over her face, it was probably just as well that the girl I’d been drinking with all afternoon had gone home or that look would have been much worse.

Without saying a word to anyone Jessica pulled me to my feet and I almost fell over because I was so drunk. Keeping a tight hold of my arm Jessica led me out of the pub and shoved me into the front seat of her car. Without a care for anyone seeing her she tied my ankles with rope and then fitted leather cuffs around my wrists and padlocked them together. I was so insensible that I didn’t put up any fight against these restraints and then Jessica threw her coat in my lap so that the restraints were hidden from the view of any passing motorist as she started to drive.

Jessica drove to my flat and rifled through my pockets to find my keys before asking me where all of my papers are kept. I slurred something completely unintelligible which clearly angered Jessica but she didn’t say anything just got out of the car and locked the doors to prevent me from going anywhere. About three quarters of an hour later Jessica returned to the car carrying a large sheaf of papers and then she went back to get a couple of big suitcases and some black bags. Jessica put the papers into a briefcase that was sitting on the back seat of the car and the rest of the stuff was stowed in the boot before Jessica got back into the car and started to drive. Jessica took the car through Birmingham and then out onto the motorway heading north and after a little bit I was getting restless as I needed a drink and a cigarette but there was no way that Jessica was going to stop the car and allow me to have one.

Eventually I slipped into an alcohol induced sleep and it was the following morning when I woke up with a raging hangover and the first thing I wanted to do was get a drink from the whisky bottle that was beside my bed but I wasn’t able to move as tight ropes were binding me to the bed. It was only then that I realised that I wasn’t in my own flat and I looked round to find myself lying in a crisp, clean double bed in a completely unfamiliar room. Sitting at the end of the bed was a woman who I didn’t recognise and as soon as she saw that I was awake she left the room and returned a few moments later with Jessica. Jessica sat on the side of the bed and turned my head towards her.

‘This might seem very strange to you Ken but there are still a lot of people who care deeply for you, including me, and they are not prepared to sit back and watch your self-destructive habits destroy you completely. For that reason I have brought you back to my house in Scotland where you will be kept until such time as you are clean and I have broken the addictions that are tearing you apart. By the time I am through with you I can promise you that you will never touch a cigarette, drink a drop of alcohol or gamble again. At this stage you do not need to know how I am going to achieve this but it will happen so you would be as well resigning yourself to the inevitable now. Shortly a Doctor will be coming to give you a complete physical and psychological examination and you will remain bound in this position until that is completed’ Jessica says coolly.

I start to protest but Jessica simply walks out of the room ignoring me completely. I try to free myself but there is no way that the ropes were going to give way so in the end I just lay there thinking about what Jessica had said. In a way her words had pleased me but the overriding emotion within me was anger at being unable to get a drink or a cigarette. A short while later, although it seemed like hours, a Doctor was led into the room by Jessica who untied me and then made sure that I complied with all of the Doctor’s instructions. It was a very full physical examination and included the collection of both a blood and urine sample for further analysis but this was the easy bit because then the psychological side of the examination started.  I was questioned extensively about my addictions and what had allowed me to let them spiral out of control because I’d told the Doctor that for a while I was aware of it happening but chose not to stop it. From this conversation we moved onto other aspects of my life and I felt like I was under a powerful microscope being dissected by both the Doctor and Jessica who although she was not saying anything she was taking her own notes.

At the conclusion of the examination the Doctor didn’t say anything to me but she went out of the room with Jessica and I imagined that she was giving Jessica an initial report. I sat on the bed shaking probably as a result of withdrawal symptoms more than the cold or the emotion of being questioned so thoroughly. I have no idea how long I am left on my own but Jessica eventually comes back in to the room flanked by two other women.

‘Ken I would like you to meet Kelly and Sally my housemates and close friends. From listening to you speaking to the Doctor and then from speaking to the Doctor myself it is clear that the loss of your job hit you harder than you were prepared to admit to yourself and left you battling depression and self doubt which is why you succumbed to your self-destructive habits and decided not to battle against them. The Doctor thinks that while the addictions have taken a grip they are not so firmly ingrained in you that they can’t be broken but the key to this is giving you a purpose to life, something to get up for every morning and something that you enjoy doing. She also thinks that with medical treatment your dependency on nicotine and alcohol can be lessened to the point where your willpower can take over and she will be setting out a course of treatment to take you to this point in a sensible time period. Although Kelly and Sally don’t know you directly they do know you through me and what I have said about you and they have agreed to help me in cleaning you up. I remember very clearly from when we were going out together the pleasure you got from looking after my needs through things like cooking for me and making me cups of tea. Based on this I am convinced that the role of our housekeeper will give you the purpose that you need in your life so this is the role that you will fulfil. It is clear however that you will need very close supervision and guidance through this next part of your life and we will be able to provide this for you because we all work different patterns in our jobs and you will obey each of us equally’ Jessica says to me.

‘Thank you Jessica’ I say involuntarily and it seems to take them as much by surprise as it did me because we just looked at each other.

Over the next few weeks I grew accustomed to my new role and started to feel more settled because it gave me a real structure and sense of achievement when I got praise for a job well done. I wasn’t so sure that the medical treatment for my addictions was doing much good though and when the full report came through from the Doctor it revealed that there was no long term damage from the drinking or the decidedly risky sexual games I’d been playing which gave Jessica the spur she needed to add sexual service to her to the domestic service that I was providing all of them. Jessica seemed to be of the opinion that the medical treatment wasn’t working quickly enough and she decided that she would change the treatment program. I was gradually weaned off of the medical treatment and in its place came willpower building exercises. Temptation was left out for me in the shape of alcohol and cigarettes and sometimes I was even offered these directly but if I succumbed to the temptation I found myself being caned or whipped by Jessica, Kerry and Sally.

This regime had more immediate and positive effects on me and after about six months my cravings were completely broken and I could watch all of them having wine without even wanting a drink myself which was what Jessica wanted to see and more important I had come to realise that it was what I wanted as well. Jessica gave it another couple of months of this treatment just to be sure that I had beaten the addictions and then one morning when we were lying together in bed she turned to me.

‘Ken I have been very pleased with the progress you have made and think that you are completely clean so you now have a choice to make. You can remain here as our housekeeper and my lover or you can leave both roles while trying to find another job with all of the risks that this entails should you fail to find something that provides you with a fulfilling role because if you go off the rails again then there will be no-one who is prepared to save you and you will be left to self-destruct’ Jessica says seriously.

‘Jessica, there is no choice to make. I have never been happier than I am at the moment so I would like to remain as housekeeper for the house and as your lover’ I answer.

‘I’m so glad but I thought I’d better give you the option’ Jessica says before giving me a kiss and when Kerry and Sally hear that I will be remaining in the position they are equally delighted.

The dining club

Two very wealthy divorcees in their mid thirties came up with the idea of establishing a Dining Society for other single ladies throughout the Edinburgh area and they quickly brought together a group of about twenty ladies from all different social backgrounds but the one thing they had in common was that they were all divorcees and in the majority of cases the divorces had been as a result of the infidelity of the husband. Separate meetings of the group were held with one held in the afternoon and one in the evening so that people got the chance to attend regardless of whether they were working or not. The meetings always take the form of a lovely meal, either lunch or dinner, followed by discussions and demonstrations of various activities with the most common topics being sex and sexual fantasies. At each of the meetings the founders of the group provide a handful of male escorts for the pleasure of the audience who can take them away for some private time for a very small fee.

At one of the lunches a young single mother made the suggestion that as opposed to hiring in male escorts for the events it might be more cost effective to retain the services of a stable of male slaves who could also be put to use at other times by any member of the group and who could also be held responsible for all of the catering. This idea was discussed at length and by the end of the afternoon it had been agreed that it would be a good idea as the fees that had been gathered for the use of the escorts could be put to use buying equipment to torment the slaves with and they could also be subject to a small hire fee if being used by an individual member of the group. The young lady that had made the suggestion was tasked with drafting up a suitable advertisement and bringing in details of where she proposed to put the advertisement. At the lunch and dinner the following week all of the details were approved and the young lady was given authorisation to place the advertisements in the places that she had suggested.

I saw the advertisement on one of the major BDSM websites fairly shortly after it had been posted and thought that it must have been a joke as it appeared too good to be true but I thought I would reply to the advertisement anyway. I certainly didn’t expect to receive a reply as quickly as I did and this gave me a few further details of the position and an application form to complete and return by email within twenty four hours if I wished to be considered further for the position. I most definitely wanted to be considered so filled in the application form and had emailed it back within a couple of hours. My application was acknowledged and I was told that it would be considered and I will be contacted again if I make it through this first selection and if I am successful then the second test will take place at either a lunch or a dinner for the members of the group that the slaves will be serving.

About ten days later I was contacted by the same young woman telling me that my application had been passed through the first stage and I was to attend for the second stage at 5pm the following evening. I was absolutely delighted and became very nervous at the thought of what awaited me and all day at work I couldn’t get thoughts of the test out of my head. I’d finished a couple of hours early so that I could get home and have a shower before making my way to the address that I’d been given and thankfully it was pretty local to me so I knew the area the address was in well which made it easy to find. I was led into a room where I was faced by a panel containing three women who I later found out were the two founders of the group and the lady who had suggested this scheme in the first place. They grilled me extensively on my application form and my attitudes and it was much worse than any job interview I’d ever had. Following the conclusion of the questioning I was instructed to stand up and strip completely so that they could give me a physical examination. My body is in fairly good shape and although none of the ladies say anything when they are looking me up and down or pinching my skin I think that it is meeting with their approval and their touch is certainly igniting a fire in my groin and my cock is beginning to stir. With me still completely naked I am given a tour of the house and am shown an extensive set of punishment and discipline equipment that is in the basement of the house. This dungeon sets my heart pumping and I can’t wait to feel the contents of it being applied to my body.

I am led to a small room where I find a simple pair of black trousers and a white shirt awaiting me and then just before 7pm one of the women who had interviewed me came and collected me from the room. She introduced herself to me as Shelley and revealed that I was to be her personal waiter and servant for the remainder of the night which would conclude the tests. Shelley revealed at the same time that it was her who had suggested the scheme and who had been in dialogue with me from the start and she complimented me on my profile on the site which was a nice boost to my confidence. I cast a subtle but admiring glance over Shelley as she was speaking to me and saw a stunningly attractive young woman probably in her late twenties like me. Her very striking face was dominated by her high cheekbones and bright red lips both of which drew attention away from her beautiful icy blue eyes. Her hair is cut into a fairly severe bob which gives her an even more dominant appearance. This dominance was helped by the fact that she was very tall and slim with legs that seemed to go on for miles from the hem of her short and sexy black dress.

I escorted Shelley to her seat at the dinner table and filled her wine glass before retiring to the end of the room to await further instructions that came with subtle gestures of her hand or eye contact. Of all the prospective slaves who were on trial that evening, because there were another four men dressed the same as me, I was the quickest to react to my diner and had the most accomplished deportment around the table. After dinner coffee was to be taken in the lounge and I helped Shelley from the table before leading her through to the lounge. I helped her down into one of the sumptuous armchairs before getting her a coffee and then I knelt down at her feet as we had a very interesting conversation about all manner of things. At 11pm Shelley indicated that she was retiring for the night and she took me with her up to the bedroom that she had for the night and I was ordered to strip so that she could carry out a further inspection of my body.

Shelley was watching me very closely as I was stripping and this made me put on a bit of a show for her which was certainly the first time I’d done that. I caught the hint of a smile on her face and then she started to make some very positive comments on my body which brought a smile to my face and a growth to my cock until it was as hard as I’d seen it for a while.

‘You will get the chance to show me what that cock can do later in the evening but first you are going to undress me and then worship my pussy with your tongue’ Shelley says when she has completed her inspection. I take my time undressing Shelley appreciating the beauty of her body as it is revealed to me making sure that as it is bared my hands caress over the silky smooth skin drawing pleasing sighs from Shelley. I take a step back when I have finished undressing Shelley and admire the whole gorgeous body in front of me.

‘You are an absolutely stunning young lady Shelley and it has been a real pleasure serving you so far tonight and I hope that I have met your requirements satisfactorily. I am really looking forward to the next part of my test’ I say dreamily as I am helping Shelley down onto the very soft and luxurious looking bed. I thought of starting my oral worship with Shelley’s feet and legs which are perfect in my eyes but I remember that her instruction had been to worship her pussy so that is what I proceeded to do although I did plant matching kisses on the soft skin of her inner thighs. I ran the tip of my tongue over the outer lips of Shelley’s pussy and was heartened to feel that it was already very wet and the juices tasted very sweet. As I started to work properly on Shelley’s pussy I kept thinking that I was nearing the point where she would climax but she proved very adept at controlling her arousal so that I had to keep working very hard on her. I demonstrated my tenacity and a wide range of different techniques in an attempt to get her to the point of climax and eventually a combination of my actions and a relaxation of Shelley’s self control took her into a very noisy and messy climax with her juices flooding out over my face and I took great delight in licking as much of these up as I could because they were just about the most magical thing I’d ever tasted.

Following this climax Shelley sprawled herself out on the bed and I climbed up onto the bed beside her and tried to bring her back down to earth a bit by floating my tongue over her perfect tummy and teasing her breasts with my fingers. I replace my fingers with my tongue and find that the nipples are very sensitive and as I tease round these shivers run through Shelley’s body. Shelley lets me continue with this for a while before she shows considerable strength and agility to roll me over onto my back and then sit astride my stomach.

‘There is just one test to come and this will quite possibly be the hardest of the lot. I am going to ride that cock of yours and you must not climax until I give you permission to do so. Is that clear?’ Shelley asks, or more accurately states.

‘Yes Mistress that is clear’ I answer without even thinking about it as I certainly hadn’t been instructed to use that term for Shelley but it just seemed to be so natural to use it and it brought a smile to Shelley’s face as she heard it. Shelley was correct in saying that it would be the hardest test because the feelings were sensational and to keep me guessing she changed her tempo and technique just as I was getting used to it which meant that I had to concentrate very hard on not giving in to the pleasure that I was receiving. After what seemed like hours Shelley gave me permission to climax and it was with great relief that I allowed my cock to explode into the condom and I then found the contents of this condom being poured down my throat before Shelley presented me with her very juicy pussy to lick clean. I was allowed the honour of sharing the bed with Shelley that night and cuddled her into me for most of the night.

‘You were very impressive in all of the tests yesterday Ken and will be added to the roster of available slaves. The terms of your agreement will be that you must serve at either lunch or dinner parties once a week and be available for individual members of the group to use a minimum of four out of seven evenings a week. You may be required to serve individual members within this house or at another venue of their choosing which may or may not be public. You will be expected to maintain appropriate standards of behaviour and servitude at all times and any failures in this will result in punishment. Punishments will be at the sole discretion of the individual concerned or the group if they choose to include the group. Your term of slavery will last initially for 1 year but may be renewed at the end of that period subject to your satisfactory performance and it will begin in two weeks time’ Shelley says early the following morning.

‘Thank you Mistress’ I respond.

As I was waiting for the two weeks to pass I became increasingly excited at the prospect and when I was first summoned to serve at a lunch party I took up my own collection of canes and tawses handing the canes over to the group so that they could be placed into the dungeon and handing the tawses directly to Shelley because she was at the party and I really wanted her to be the first person to use them on me.

‘Thank you for these Ken I will take great delight in giving you six with each of them later this afternoon before I take your arse with a strap-on and then you are going to use your tongue to pleasure me again’ Shelley says having picked me as her waiter/partner for the lunch. Again it was a real pleasure serving Shelley’s needs during the lunch. I think the fact that Shelley was so demanding made it feel very special serving her and whenever something was done right she lost no time in giving praise or a playful smack on the bottom. Shelley decided that she would use the tawse in public so immediately after lunch had been cleared away I found myself being bent over the table and beaten. I didn’t know what to expect from Shelley but she was incredibly skilful with the tawses and as well as the skill she had awesome power as well. My bottom felt like it was on fire by the time she had used half of the tawses but this didn’t lead to a lessening of the punishment for which I was truly grateful. The fucking that followed and then my oral servitude also took place in public and led to a few of the other people in attendance doing similar things with the slaves they had selected for the lunch. At the end of the party Shelley talks to the founders of the group and asks for permission to have me serve her individually the following week and this permission was granted much to my delight.

It was agreed that for this week that I would be serving Shelley that I would be collected from, and returned to, the main house of the society so that I could park my car there knowing that it would be safe. When Shelley had collected me she revealed that she had a little girl, Jennie, who was three years old and before going to Shelley’s house she dropped by her best friends flat to collect Jennie who was a very close likeness for her mum and a really bubbly little girl. It wasn’t a long drive to Shelley’s house from her friends flat and we were soon there and quite quickly Jennie was trying to get my attention and I was very happy to give her this attention. I was a godparent to a couple of my university friends’ kids so was used to being around young children and it was always good fun. Shelley could see that I was comfortable with Jennie and she could also see that Jennie was okay around me which pleased her and we played together for a few hours before I went off and explored the kitchen as I was going to cook for them both. It was later in the evening after Jennie had gone off to bed that Shelley and I got the chance to talk properly.

‘You don’t have kids of your own Ken do you?’ Shelley asks.

‘No I don’t have any kids of my own but I’m godfather to a couple of kids and have been to visit them a few times so am comfortable around them and enjoy being with them which surprised me because at school I’d been adamant that I didn’t ever want to have children’ I answer honestly.

‘I can see that you are really comfortable around them and Jennie seems to really like you so I wondered what experience you had with children. I’m glad you enjoy being with them because Jennie will be with us most of the week. You might be wondering about Jennie’s father and it’s only fair of me to tell you. I married Steve when we were both twenty-five having been going out with him for about four years by that time and for the first couple of years things were good between us but then I fell pregnant with Jennie and discovered at the same time that Steve had been having an affair with his secretary. He ran off with her in the middle of the pregnancy but at least I took him to the cleaners in the divorce settlement and since then there has been absolutely no contact from him but that suits me just fine’ Shelley says and I can sense that she is still very angry about the way that Steve treated her.

‘I know that I’m not Steve so it won’t work completely but if you want to work your anger out on my body then please feel free to do so or alternatively I can give you a massage to try and take the anger away’ I say.

‘You are very perceptive Ken. None of my dates have picked up on this anger even though I’ve said similar things to them. As much as it would be a pleasure to take out my anger and frustration on your body I fear that it would be too destructive for you to take but the second option of a massage sounds very nice’ Shelley answers.

‘Thank you I have quite a bit of counselling experience so I’m a very good listener. I wouldn’t worry too much about my body as I am very strong and resilient’ I say.

‘It sounds from that as if you want me to thrash you and see just how far you can go’ Shelley quizzes.

‘Yes that is true Shelley. When you used the tawses on me last week I was in absolute heaven because you had so much skill and power that I wanted more. When it was agreed that I would be serving you for a week I hoped that this would give you lots of scope to thrash me’ I say.

‘You just get better as a slave Ken’ Shelley says and later on in the evening once Jennie has been asleep for a while I find myself being led out into the second garage. Shelley stripped me naked and fastened my ankles and wrists into leather cuffs that she then attached to hooks in the back wall of the garage. There was quite a range of different punishment equipment in the garage and although Shelley started off quite gently with some of the tawses and a whip her anger took over although she retained perfect control with it which meant that I was quickly able to relax into the sensations that were washing through my body. It was a long and very hard thrashing that I was subjected to but when Shelley finally put the last implement down and put her hands on my shoulders I felt utterly possessed by her and it was a magical feeling. Shelley released me from my bonds and pulled me into a hug before she took me back into the house and tended to all of the cuts that she’d left on my back and bottom. Her touch was very gentle and I got the sense that she had finally dealt with her anger and I know that it had certainly dealt with the frustration I’d been feeling for a while. That night Shelley made very tender love to me and I realised that I’d found the Mistress that I’d been seeking since these desires had been awakened within me many years ago.

Over the week that I was serving Shelley it became clear to both of us just how happy we were together and that there was a growing love between us as well as my submission to her. What was even nicer was that Jennie seemed to be really settled with me in the house considering that for all of her life she had been used to having her mum’s attention all to herself. On the Friday evening before Shelley took me back to the house to free me on the Saturday morning she sat down with me and we talked about the week.

‘It has been a brilliant week Ken. I’ve never felt as happy and secure as I have the past three days it’s been like a complete family again. I know it’s only been a very short time but I feel that you are the right man for me and Jennie and I’d love to see you again but outside of the confines of the group so that we can really get to know each other’ Shelley says.

‘Thank you Shelley I’ve really loved being here with you and Jennie. I realised after the thrashing that you gave me on the first night and then during the very gentle aftercare and as we were in bed that night that you were the Mistress that I’ve been seeking all my life. I’ve been falling in love with you and Jennie all week and it has been like being part of a family which is brilliant. Yes I know it is very quick but I’d love to see you again and to settle down with the two of you’ I answer.

‘That sounds almost like a proposal to me Ken’ Shelley says with a grin on her face.

‘Well it wasn’t actually a proposal but that is only because I thought you would think it was far too hasty an approach on my part’ I say.

‘Well it would take everyone by surprise but I would certainly have no objections if you did want to take the next step’ Shelley replies with the same grin on her face.

‘Well in that case may I make things more formal and ask if you would do me the great honour of marrying me’ I ask having got to my knee beside Shelley.

‘It would be my absolute pleasure to accept this proposal and also to take you on as my slave’ Shelley answers before pulling me to my feet and into a hug that ends with a long, sloppy kiss. Before going back to the house the following morning Shelley, Jennie and I went into town ring shopping and found exactly what we were looking for so ordered them. Shelley dropped Jennie off at her best friends flat before we went to the group house so that I could retrieve my car and so that Shelley could tell them that we would both be leaving the group.

‘Well was the slave’s performance satisfactory’ one of the founders of the group asked as soon as Shelley had sat down in the lounge.

‘Yes his performance was more than satisfactory’ Shelley answered.

‘That’s a shame because we were rather looking forward to having a reason to give him a thrashing when you brought him back given how well he took his tawsing from you last week’ was the comment that came back from the other founder of the group.

‘Yes he does take punishment really well and I’m about to give you a reason to punish him. Over the week we were together we became very close and having Ken around made me and my daughter really happy. It felt like a proper family and when I was talking to Ken about the week last night he told me that he’d felt exactly the same way and after some gentle persuasion on my part he proposed to me. Naturally I accepted this proposal so we will both have to leave this wonderful group that you have set up and that alone is worth a thrashing for Ken’ Shelley explains.

‘Oh that’s wonderful news for the two of you and it doesn’t surprise us because there was an obvious attraction and connection between you when you were together at the lunch party the other week. Stealing the heart of a group member is certainly grounds for a thrashing and there are two other conditions that we will place on your resignation from the group Shelley. Firstly we will want an invitation to the wedding and secondly we will require Ken to serve at a final dinner party prior to his thrashing’.

‘Thank you both and of course you will both be invited to the wedding. Of course I will allow Ken to serve at a final dinner party and why don’t we make it a real challenge for him. He could be the only slave in attendance so would have to serve all of the guests and it would be good if as many could attend as possible so how about a Friday evening. That way his thrashing could also include any mistakes he makes in serving at the dinner party and we could ensure there are plenty by running him off his feet. I wouldn’t take part in the thrashing myself because I would like to watch how he takes it and anyway there will be ample enough opportunities for me to thrash him when he is my husband and slave’ Shelley says.

‘Oh you have a wicked imagination Shelley. That is all good and I’m sure that the others will be delighted with the prospect. We will set up a date for this dinner party and then let you know as you will be the guest of honour for the occasion’.

‘Thank you, I will look forward to being the guest of honour and thank you for all the support and encouragement you’ve given me over these past couple of years it has been a wonderful experience and although I’ll no longer be eligible for membership of the group I hope that we will keep in touch’ Shelley says as we are just about to leave to fetch Jennie. Shelley is going to take this opportunity to tell her best friend about us so this time I go up with her to see Jane. Although Shelley’s announcement comes as a real surprise to Jane she can see from the way that we are together that it is real.