I only took about ten minutes to catch my breath--and let the ladies linger in their anticipation. I turned my head to my right, still laying on my back, and looked at Sasha. She had changed so much since that first conversation at the gallery. It had taken a lot of work, time, and patience to figure out what she needed. I had to change my tactics and approach several times; first investigator, then teacher, then guide, and finally partner--and a thousand small adjustments along the way

I was continually amazed at how confident and open she'd become--and just as amazed that I had been the one to bring her to that point. I had often wondered if any master could have done the same--if it was purely innate, just waiting for a dom to trigger the process--or if there was something about the way I worked that did it. In the end it was all academic; she was my slave and she was a wonderful and beautiful woman. And at that moment she was bound to a chair fighting--and slowly losing--a battle of obedience against passion

I could have waited just a little longer to see if she would fail, but the punishment I had laid out was quite severe and she didn't deserve it. Having made the promise, however, I would be bound to see it out That was a task I didn't relish To ignore Sasha for an entire month would be, perhaps, more punishment for me than for her

With a slight groan, I pulled myself up from the bed and, with a look towards Miss Renae to make sure she wasn't in too much discomfort, I walked over and stood in front of my slave. My head tilted to the side a bit as I looked down at her and smiled I gently brushed a lock of her short hair from her face, the leaned down to kiss her gently on the forehead

"You';ve been a good girl, my love Just a few more moments and you'll have your reward." Stroking her hair once again, I smiled and turned to our guest My feet made almost no sound as I walked easily across the hardwood floor to stand at Renae';s head Much in the same was as I did with Sasha, I brushed her long auburn hair from her face, and kissed her on the top of her head

"You were lovely, Miss Renae Thank you for your submission It is a gift I shall cherish greatly." I then bent down and unclipped the leash from the floor and gently lifted her back to a standing posture I could almost hear her muscles in her back and neck groan in echo to the one which caught behind her gag I unbuckled the straps from her head and gently pulled the rubber bit from her mouth, letting her work her sore jaw while I glanced down at her well-muscled abdomen and noted how the carpeting on the wall had abused her pale skin Nothing serious though, as I had chosen the carpeting very carefully with just such use in mind

Once I was confident that she could stand well on her own, I walked back around and untied the ropes which held her leg restraints to the boot-rail As I knelt behind her, I took a few moments to forcefully massage her legs, hips, and lower back, working out the kinks and getting the blood flowing again For the moment, I left her arms bound behind her Later, I would take care of her sore body with proper diligence At this moment, however, it was time to reward my loyal slave

"Stay."

"Yes.... Master," she replied to my soft-voiced command

I grabbed a pillow off my bed and placed it neatly between Sasha';s feet

"Miss Renae, turn to me." She did so, slightly unsteady, but promptly. "Come here." Again, there was a hesitation, but not enough to notice... at this point She stopped with her toes touching the edge of the pillow "Kneel Now, Miss Sasha was good enough to sit and behave while you were pleasing me I promised you to her as he reward You are to make her cum with your mouth. Once you';ve done that, I will release the both of you, and you shall play with each other so that I can watch You will do whatever Miss Sasha instructs you to I';m going to throw a bit of a twist into it, however I know how sore you are right now, so I';m going to massage your sore muscles." Renae almost purred at that She knew about my skill at massage "But my hands will only work as long as your mouth does And once Miss Sasha comes, I stop." I watched as realization crept over her face "Do you think you can keep her from coming for long enough to ease your own pains?" A glance at Sasha';s face confirmed my suspicions; her face almost pleaded with me Unlike my bound lover, however, I knew that Renae';s skills were not up to the task While this would certainly not be the first time she had gone down on another woman, her experience was far from extensive, and it was something she didn';t care to do.

I helped Renae to lean forward, resting her shoulders on Sasha's thighs as she had done with me earlier in the evening Sasha spread her hands--still shackled at the wrist--and cradled Renae's head between them, spreading her fingers like combs to hold back the wild auburn curls

Renae started with tentative kisses and light licks. The look of relief and pleasure that washed over Sasha brought a smile to my face. I knew that a different look of pleasure would grace her features--followed shortly after by a more complete look of relief

I walked back to my chair, drank the last swallow of scotch left in the glass--now mostly water from the melted ice cube--snatched the bottle of oil off the floor, and went back to the girls. Pouring a large pool of the oil into my hand, I knelt behind Renae and smoothed it over her upper legs and back. Once the oil had been spread over her pale skin, I began to work out the tension and knots. Years of wielding sculptors' tools had given me a powerful and precise grip, while several good teachers and many hours of practice had taught me the proper skills. As I worked my fingers into sore muscles--causing Renae to alternately melt and wince--I watched the scene in front of me. I had known that Renae wasn't skilled enough to draw out Sasha's pleasure without allowing her to orgasm. What I hadn't counted on, however, was that her *lack* of skill and state of distraction would achieve the same goal. Even with Sasha's high state of arousal, it was almost 15 minutes of her hanging painfully at the very edge of climax. Her entire body was straining against its bonds, the leather straps biting cruelly into her flesh. Muscles on her neck stood out like strangling vines on a willow, causing her head to spasm and her teeth to sink into the resilient rubber of the ball gag Her delicate fingers, restricted though they were, had entangled themselves in Renae's hair, pulling the new slave deeper into her dripping cunt in a futile attempt to force the probing tongue to the desired target. The expression on my beautiful slave's face was painful to look upon; I could only imagine what it must feel like to experience

At last, I took pity on her. "Sasha." she didn't--or couldn't--respond. "SASHA!" her face stopped moving and her unfocused eye aimed towards me. I stood, but remained behind Renae for the moment. "Do you want to come for me, Miss Sasha?" her eyes brightened at the question. "Look at me, Sasha." I watched as she struggled to focus on my face and voice. "You're going to come for me, Miss Sasha. You're going to come for me...NOW!" As I said the last word I struck Renae across the ass with a swift backhand, knowing that in her surprise she would clamp her teeth down on the engorged clit she was sucking. The sharp pain sent Sasha over the edge As her orgasm finally burst through, I stepped behind my bound slave, gripped her swollen nipples between my fingers and squeezed. Twisting the hard pearls with practiced, deliberate force, I bent over and spoke quietly in her ear. Her head slammed back against my shoulder with a bone-jarring thud

"Feel the fire run from your beautiful tits to your wet cunt Feel the fire wash through you Let it burn through your brain Let it devour your body Let it sear your cunt against Renae';s teeth." I sank my own teeth briefly into her neck, working to keep her orgasm peaking as long as possible. "I love to watch you come I love the look on your face I love the smell of you I love to feel the heat of your skin, hear your purr become a growl in your throat, become a scream that lodges behind your gag, begging to be released like a bitch in heat locked in her cage You come for ME Only for ME You come because I allow it You come because I enjoy it. You come because every delicious inch of your body, your soul, belongs to me I am the only one who can bring you to the place you desire." I twisted on her nipples again, causing her hips to spine to arch back, and her hips to thrust forward I could sent that she was reaching her limits She could handle incredible things, but once she started to come, it became painful rapidly I waited for the scream I could feel it building in her. "The only one who can bring you... here!"

".......nnnnnnggggggggggaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" The scream ripped out behind her gag I yanked my hands from her pleasantly abused breasts She thrust her chest out, at the same time striving to regain the pain and thankful for its end I stepped around and pulled Renae from between Sasha';s legs While Sasha continued to writhe and wrench against her bonds, trying to escape from the echoes of ecstasy still firing through her tight, exquisite body, I slipped to one knee beside Renae and gently took her face in one hand, turning it toward me With a smile, I looked into her eyes.

"Thank you, Miss Renae You have pleased my slave, and in doing so you have pleased me." I leaned forward and kissed her wet mouth, tasting my slave';s passion on her lips and tongue It wasn';t a simple kiss, but one which was deep, long, and passionate; one which said both "I love you" and "I command you" with equal emphasis I don';t know how long it lasted Nor did I care I ended it when it was finished: neither a moment sooner, nor later

Taking a moment to be silly, I licked her nose, watching her scrunch her face and wiggle against the tickle I then turned her and began to gently remove the ropes which bound her arms As the last knot fell loose, her arms dropped to her sides, sore and useless With a graceful arc, I swept my arms behind he knees and shoulders and pulled her up against my chest It took slight effort to stand, holding her trim, dancer';s body like a child, and walk to the bed where I gently laid her down on the black satin sheets I brushed the hair from her face and kissed her on the forehead with a smile I let her drink ice water from the bottle I had placed on the night stand earlier; watching her suck on the plastic nipple as though it were yet another lover in my small harem Once I was satisfied that she was comfortable, I turned my full attention to Sasha

Sasha lay slumped against her bonds, her chest heaving slowly in exhaustion Before anything else, I removed her gag, letting her take deep, cleansing breaths until she relaxed into a soft panting Next I released her arms, letting the cinch fall loose, then gently unstrapping the wide leather cuffs from each arm I ran my hands softly along her slender arms, soothing where the leather bit and telling my love for her in the same motion I moved on to do the same with her knees and ankles, taking my time--both to soothe her soft wounds, and to give her time to relax At last, I unclipped her wrists, and peeled the long, elaborate cuffs from her arms I brought her to her feet, now completely naked, and kissed her softly and gently on her lips

"Thank you, Miss Sasha You are my beautiful slave, and I love you." And with a practiced move, I swept her from her feet and laid her down on the wide, soft bed beside her new sister, to rest and let the warmth of satisfaction spread through her