Afternoon Delight
By Master_G
Chapter 1
I had just finished chatting with my cybersub, and I was very pleased with her progress. I had answered a post of her for training. A true novice, Carrie was deeply submissive, but had no idea how to fill her deep submissive desires. She was married, had children but could not get her husband to Dom her. I was being very discrete with her training, and it was mostly limited to reading and writing. Although both of us were in the DFW area, we were very far apart. Odds of us meeting were very slim, even if it was for just a little introduction to this lifestyle.
I was just about to close the chat window when another window popped open. The person at the other end was another sub. Kathy was also in DFW area, her master was training her but she had been given permission to chat with me. She had read the stories I had posted and was a great fan. She had yet to experience a real time encounter either. Kathy was in a similar situation to Carrie. She was trapped in a loveless marriage. She had children also, and they were staying together for the sake of the kids. She had discovered her submissive side later in her life
Kathy and I decided to have lunch. I brought the toy bag along and let her look and handle all the toys I had. Watching her run the flogger tails through her hand, closing her eyes, wetting her lips and imagining what they would do to her was fun. Other than that the whole meeting had been very platonic without so much as a handshake.
Kathy was a saucy sub, when not with her Master you had no doubt what was on her mind. Funny, witty, irreverent she was just plain fun to talk to. I was very sure that her Master was having his hands full with her. I had made the comment that she needed a bit of taming, and her master had later agreed.
The chat was no different, a lot of fun and double-edged taunts and flirts on both sides. She had recently been give permission to find a female play partner. After listening to her problems on finding a compatible wench, on a wild hunch I told her about Carrie. I thought the two of them might just hit it off. I later that day told Carrie about Kathy and to accept a chat invitation if it ever came.
The chat invitation did happen, and they had a great time over the next several days. Talking about masters and their wants and desires was easier to another sub. The funny part was they could talk more to each other than to me. With husbands in the house looking over their shoulders, chatting with a female chum caused no suspicion. Their friendship grew stronger with each passing day.
About a week later Carrie asked permission to have lunch with Kathy, and I blessed this meeting immediately, with the provision that Kathy’s Master bless it also. I did not want to get in the middle of that relationship. I did not anticipate a problem but this was not my permission to give. A day or so later this had permission as well.
I soon figured out that when the three of us were on line, there were three conversations going on. I finally began to open up a private chat room, and the three of us were involved. The conversations were fun and very erotic at times. Even so private messages began to flow between the three of us. I will say that the two of them were quite fun to be around. Between the taunts and the kidding, it was very hard to tell where the fun stopped and the serious side of the world began.
Kathy and Carrie were both very new to this. Despite the training, neither had ever been to any kind of play party or witnessed a scene of any kind. Carrie seemed to be in awe of Kathy as she had actually met me. Even thought nothing happened at lunch that day, the fact that she was willing to meet me told Carrie how serious Kathy was in pursuing this lifestyle. Carrie was interested in learning, but I had my doubts that she would every want to pursue this any further than at an intellectual level.
Kathy, on the other hand, was intent on pursuing this lifestyle, despite husband and children. She had even just made her first ever reservation to "Fourth Friday". This is a monthly gathering of the clan at a local downtown Dallas restaurant. Although nothing happens at that restaurant, it gives people a chance to network. People can make contacts and arrange private meetings and play parties in a fairly safe and public environment. For some that made toys, it was an opportunity to show off their wares and maybe spread a little joy to some.
The two of them talked about this in private discussions, and again Carrie was amazed that Kathy was actually doing this and trying actively to pursue this lifestyle. Kathy was instructed to meet a Dominatrix her master knew there and if they hit it off, she would be his proxy for a real time Dom. She was very excited/scared about this upcoming meeting and was relating her feelings to both of us in chat conversations. Somehow it slipped out that what she would really like is a meeting between the three of us some day.
This planted a seed, and over the next few days it grew into a plan of how this might happen. Fourth Friday came and went and she very excited and aroused about what had happened. She had met her proxy Dom and things there were progressing nicely. After the dinner they had all gone to a swingers club, and she had witnessed some mild play in the private rooms. She had been touched and fondled at that club, and had cum under the dominatrix hand several times. This had left her aroused, excited and very determined to continue with this.
A few days after fourth Friday, I did ask her if she was serious about a possible meeting between the three of us. Her response was enthusiastic, but tempered with needing to get permission from her master. At this point I made a small suggestion. Her Master had wanted the necklace she was wearing as a collar soldered closed. I offered to do this for them and had her pass on the suggestion. This would build a level of confidence between her master and myself us and perhaps allow for a later liaison.
I laid out how this might happen. I have a battery-operated soldering iron and suggested we meet one Saturday in a nearby Park and she would have her cell phone. They would make whatever statements they wanted to each other on the phone. Then I would stand proxy for him and solder it closed.
This was quickly approved and the very next Saturday the meeting and event happened. Carrie was invited to attend this but could not make it because of planned family activities.
The whole affair was very erotic. We met at the park about 2 PM and found a secluded area to park. We went to a further secluded picnic table and I laid out what I needed, Solder, soldering iron and a piece of leather.
Kathy was walking slowly and I noticed that she was keeping one hand to the hem of her skirt. There was a mild breeze blowing and watching her walk to the table was a pleasure. The body movement was quite pronounced and her large breasts swayed softly underneath dress she was wearing. I was sure she had only been allowed one garment and shoes for this scene.
I simply looked at Kathy and nodded. She positioned herself at the table and got a very flushed look on her face then pulled the skirt she was wearing out from underneath her butt and sat down. Then a second later she spread her legs very wide and pulled the hem of her skirt up to her crotch. As I suspected, she was wearing no panties, shaved, and from what I could see, very aroused and wet. She was literally smeared with her arousal and embarrassed at having to do this in front of me!
She got out her cell phone and speed dialed a number and then waited as the connection was made. Her Master was waiting for us and quickly picked up. I began to hear one side of the conversation. I just listened for my cue to solder the necklace closed. As I listened I heard, "I submit myself to you master completely, body and mind, yours to do with as you will". Kathy had long red hair. As I watched, she put down the phone and used both hands to gather and lift it and pull it away from the back of her neck. With that out of the way I picked up the leather and slid it in between her neck and the necklace. In perhaps 10 seconds the little Wahl Isotip iron was hot and I soldered the necklace closed with silver solder. It left a little sharp edge that had to be touched up but in perhaps 45 seconds the task was finished.
"Its finished" I stated loud enough to be heard by both parties "but give it a minute to cool down". I kept her head pushed down exposing the back of neck so the catch would cool quickly. I watched as she groped for the cell phone and began again to talk to her Master. As I watched she put her hand to her crotch and began to masturbate. She handed the phone to me after a few seconds and said, "My Master would like to thank you".
Our conversation was brief, basically he thanked me for the assistance then asked a few question about his sub, was she being cooperative and so on. He did ask my opinion about the condition on her shave job and told me to touch her. I did and found it very satisfactory and reported on that then handed the phone back to her. While she was listening, I checked the catch and found it cool enough. I removed the leather between the necklace and her neck, then and packed up my equipment. Moments later I heard Kathy have the orgasm of a slave. One allowed at her master’s command and that sealed her submission to him just like I had sealed the necklace. The bench she was sitting on was wet in her cum.
Chapter 2
The next day, the three way conversation between us were filled with stories of her adventures, what happened and the amazing tales of how her Master held on the edge that night for almost two hours. Later, the conversation turned to the two of them trying to arrange lunch and all the fun things that could happen. Finally Kathy just blurted out "I want permission to touch her if I can". As usual, you were never in doubt as to what was on her mind. After I quit chuckling and watching Carrie type a message back as to what can she do at a public restaurant. I ended this line of conversation with a very glib "Of course and Carrie you may also". Then went on to my question about how the necklace felt. I never realized the germ of an idea I had just planted in Kathy’s head. Lunch never got arranged that day but I felt the two of them growing closer.
The next several days schedules conflicted and I would see one or the other on-line, but never both at the same time. It was the first of the month, and the usual long-winded meetings were happening. Three meetings were scheduled for this week and four for next week. My time at work to chat with them would be severely limited. The only good news as far as I was concerned was that the meetings with several of our vendors were at their locations so they usually provided lunch.
They were talking however. When I would get a chance to say hello to one or the other comments like "Carrie can make it to lunch on Thursday" or "Kathy’s Master gave her an interesting assignment to complete". I knew the two of them were talking in my absence. My feeling was that they had gotten to be very good chums over past couple of weeks. Mostly they were having fun and being able to talk to another with the same wants and desires made both of them happy.
They had arranged an "subs only" lunch for that Thursday and that seemed to be subject of a lot of anticipation. They had picked a restaurant they both knew about midway between them. Carrie, who worked in downtown Dallas, could shoot up Central Expressway (the main north-south artery through Dallas and the downtown area and terribly misnamed) while Kathy had arranged a meeting with a client near that restaurant for mid morning.
They both talked of the lunch and how I would not get to see them both in one place, or be able to get my hands on Carrie. Again a little good-natured teasing all the way around including Kathy saying how hard it would be on Carrie not to be able to meet her handsome Master! (Nice of her but not true. A little more of her teasing. I am very average, the kind of guy you would pass on the sidewalk and not give a second thought too unless you noticed a steeliness of the eyes.)
The week passed quickly enough. Thursday morning arrived with a heavy overcast that promised rain. But this had not dampened their spirits. By the time I got on that day, both were arranging the last minute details of getting together. The conversation today was free of the jokes and the teasing that went back and fourth, and just looked like a couple of old friends getting together. I could sense an underlying tension that was close to the surface. I cleared off midmorning and to attend yet another meeting and wondered what would happen.
Kathy arrived there first and managed to get a seat in the back of the restaurant at a fairly secluded table. She had a club card and got a glass of wine and waited. For those of you who don’t understand Wet/Dry areas, This is a holdover of the Southern Baptist mentality. Much of Dallas is dry, meaning you can not buy Beer, Wine or Liquor. In order to become a wet area, it takes a special referendum to get it on the ballot and vote of the public to get it passed. If an area has ever been voted dry, it can not ever be voted wet. In a dry area, restaurants can sell beer and wine if they form a private club and provide this service these for a small fee for a club card, typically $5.00 to $10.00 a year.
Carrie showed up perhaps 5 minutes later, and they knew each other immediately. They had been sharing pictures. Kathy had a Webcam, and had even shared some of pictures she had taken of her training. Never one to be shy about things, she had sent pictures including nipple training and pictures of her tush after she spanked herself for something and had showed a few mild bruises.
They were now seated in a fairly elegant restaurant, in a secluded booth and surrounded by clean and pressed linen napkins and tablecloths, low lighting, sparkling china and silverware and a waitress who was very attentive and polite. After taking their orders, she quickly and quietly attended to them as well as the rest of her guests.
Lunch for them was actually a lot of fun, just two old friends who had never met and had been exchanging letters all this time. Between a glass of wine each and good food, they both loosened up and confided in each other a great many things. Although both nervous about talking in public about some things, their conversation was carried out in low hushed tones that did not carry far except for the infectious laughter and giggles of Kathy. Both were laughing and giggling over something the entire meal. Carrie was nervous from the beginning and was nearly done with her meal before the tension visibly flowed out of her
After the meal dishes had been cleared and dessert orders taken, Kathy leaned over and whispered "I want to touch you". Carrie tensed back up again but Kathy could see she was torn between desire of her wanting her to do this and terrified of letting her in a public place.
Both of them wore dresses to this lunch, so Kathy, as usual, settled the matter by first scooting closer to Carrie at the table and then by placing her hand on Carries knee and left it there a minute. She then started a very slow sensuous journey north. The linen tablecloth hid this from everyone. No one noticed Carries first flinch as this began. Nor did Carrie make any attempt to remove or stop her hand.
Kathy just smiled and took a sip of water and continued pointless conversation about the weather or anything that came to mind. Meanwhile, her hand was making a slow trip towards Carries crotch. Carrie was struggling with her feelings and emotions. You could see the turmoil on her face, but Kathy was relentless. Kathy finally felt Carries legs part just a little as her hand neared her destination. This encouraged Kathy so she continued.
Kathy then leaned over and whispered to Carrie "Maintain you control but open for me". Carrie nodded and tried to get a sip of her drink, and Kathy felt the legs open in a very unladylike manner. Her hand continued its trip, and she found Carries crotch covered in lacy panties. These were pushed aside, and a very knowing finger found Carries clit and began to arouse it.
Kathy was still chatting about silly things and watching her reactions. Carries eyes closed as she neared her climax a minute or so later. This had been very hard for her, and the fact that the situation was so unreal only added to her arousal. Kathy had felt the clit swell under her touch, and knew what was happening. The gentle probing of her finger had parted Carries vaginal lips. This had broken the surface tension that was holding them together. Her cum and arousal were flowing now. The panties were wicking up the moisture and carrying it to other parts of her body.
The feeling was pleasant, Carrie felt her moisture and her warmth surrounding her lower regions. She knew her own cycle well and this not being caused by menstrual. This was simple sheer arousal and her body’s manipulation at another woman’s touch. The feelings were primitive and shocking all at the same time. The climax was much closer now, and she heard a low moan only to realize it was herself that was making this noise. Low throaty and animal declaring her need and desire.
Kathy had picked up on this and began to talk a little louder about nothing, just trying to cover the sounds of Carries moans. She once again moved closer, and whispered into Carries ear to remember where she was but cum.
The orgasm happened at that word. Because of the training I had imposed upon her, she needed permission to have that orgasm. Kathy had just granted that, and it was sharp and intense and nothing like she had ever had before. It rolled over her in waves for about half a minute then subsided. She opened her eyes and came back to the present to hear Kathy and her aimless chatter. It took a few seconds to track on what had just happened and where she was, but when she did she touched Kathy arm and she withdrew her hand from that secret place.
About this time, the italian crème cake arrived, and both straightened up while served. After the waitress had left, Kathy, always, shameless put the finger she had used on Carries cunt into her mouth and sucked it clean. Her only comment after that was "soooo sweet" then went back to attacking her cake. Neither of them trusted themselves to speak, so the dessert was finished without any comment from either of them. The check appeared a few minutes later, and Kathy put this on her credit card. After signing the chit, both subs left the restaurant. Kathy had parked fairly close to the front of the entrance of the restaurant and guided Carrie there. She had assumed the role of top for this little adventure and Carrie meekly followed her suggestions.
After they were in the car, they had a little talk about what had just happened. Kathy was worried for Carrie. Kathy had told Carrie to cum, and she had without her master’s permission. More to the point, and she had cum and under Kathy’s touch. She promised to take the blame for this, and that she would contact me later that day and explain things. Then they chatted about what happen to see if either of them had any real regrets. Both of them admitted they had found the whole adventure erotic and other than some soiled panties nothing was really damaged.
Kathy started her car and drove Carrie to hers that was at the far end of the parking lot. They quick parting kiss turned into a lingering affair that left no doubt in either mind that they wanted a repeat of this adventure if possible.
Chapter 3
That afternoon, Kathy did have a chat with me and told me what had happened at lunch. Although a little miffed, I could not fault either as had granted permission for Kathy to touch Carrie in that inattentive moment. Permission like this usually implies lots of things, so I let this pass for the moment but told her to inform her Master of what happened as well.
I felt I owed her a punishment for taking the liberties that she did, but did not feel it was my place to administer at this point in time. I would wait to see what her master said and explained this to her as she had taken the initiative to tell me. I would however expect a response from her on what her master had said.
Secretly, I was very pleased with Carries response and reactions and quite proud of her. The very fact that she had not bolted out of the restaurant told me a lot. The kiss at the end of the meal as related to me seem to indicate a very deep desire to continue this liaison into the foreseeable future. I did tell Kathy that since she was the instigator of this action, I would not pass any punishment on Carrie.
I did not see Carrie on the computer that day and went to my meeting that day with a smile that would not go away. I was sure that if they did, my feeling on this would be relayed and any sense of apprehension would be relived. I was really very pleased with this turn of events. It had perhaps opened the eyes of both of them as to the sensual pleasures that could await them.
The next day I caught them both on the computer, and asked them to join me in a private chat room. I did assure Carrie that she had behaved properly in this and asked Kathy what her Master had said. I was very interested in his feelings on this as Kathy had "pushed the envelope" on this a little.
Her response to this was very humble and surprising. Her Master felt that she had pushed the permission I had granted her to the breaking point and beyond. She had been told to make herself available to me for punishment of my choosing and at my leisure. I could tell by her response that this is not what she had expected. When I asked both of them had they enjoyed the time together, the response from both of an enthusiastic yes.
I interrogated them both further on the events of the afternoon to try and probe their feelings. Did they have any regrets, did they enjoy this little adventure. What excited them the most and so on. Whatever it was that had happened, I wanted to give it a fair chance if we ever had that meeting. I did ask about what reservations they had. One rather interesting item came to light that I had not considered. Their cycles were terribly out of sync with each. They had chatted about this when I was not on.
How could this possible meet happen with their menstrual cycles were so opposed each other? It might give us a 10-day window then would have to wait a week or so then another 10 day window to pull this off if it happened at all. Both of them admitted to being bi-curious. Neither wanted to play or explore during that time of the month. Both wanted a fair chance of easing some of that curiosity so this was a major concern for them.
As usual, it was Kathy who solved this. Her pharmacy had made a mistake on her birth control medication. She would not get a refill for another couple of days. She would wait until Carrie had finished her next period and then start a fresh prescription the instant Carrie let her know it had ended. This should bring her in sync with Carrie plus or minus a day or two. As Kathy’s reason for the medication was to regulate her cycle this did not pose a real problem for her and at by own admission her husband seldom made love to her.
While we were discussing this hurdle I began to get a feeling of dread from Kathy and it finally occurred to me that the punishment she was to get from me was really tearing her up. When I realized this I got the attention of both of them in the chat room and told Kathy that I would administer her punishment now.
After getting a very meek "Yes Sir" from her I told her to caress herself close to orgasm then ask for permission to cum. Since she had played Dom to my sub, I only felt it right that Carrie have the same privilege. I then told Kathy she must have Carries permission to cum then pushed away from the keyboard to see what would happen.
Nothing happened for perhaps a minute as we waited for Kathy to get to the desired level of arousal. When she asked for permission and Carries only response was to type back "Say please!". A few seconds later the message came back "Please let me cum".
Again, Carrie waited a few seconds before the message was shot back "Address me as Mistress and ask correctly". I must admit to getting a bit concerned at this point but I didn’t think Carrie would be cruel to her friend she was just having a bit of fun with her for all the previous teasing.
Kathy quickly shot a message back "Please my lovely mistress let this humble and obedient sub cum for you" This time the reply was quick with the single word "CUM"
The chat window went blank for perhaps a minute, before Kathy replied with "OMGitwontstopimcummmmmmmmmmming" then another very long pause and a rather meek "Thank you mistress, Thank you Master." then nothing again. I told Kathy at that point that her punishment from me was over then went back to giving Carrie some instructions. I suspected that Kathy was just coming out of sub space, and was not really tracking on what we were saying. Such a mean master to demand an orgasm as punishment.
When Kathy was finally back with us I finally said to her. "Your punishment is over now Kathy, no more dreading what might happen." I got back a very humble response then of "Thank you Master, this slave has learned her lesson, the punishment was exquisite. I won’t tease my sister sub" then a little pause and a "much" was tacked on to that sentence. If nothing else, the fun loving and mischievous Kathy would not be stopped by a little thing like the odd punishment.
The rest of the conversation that day centered on the three of us getting together. It was now a question of "when" rather than "if". We had gotten over several major obstacles that day and two happy subs were now plotting and planning.
Chapter 4
The planning stage of this got an unexpected boost a few days later. Carrie had a Parent-Teacher conference and was making arrangements to take time off for that. Meanwhile Kathy had been unable to make the last one for her eldest and was trying to reschedule. When she heard of Carries appointment she called and was able to schedule a conference for her son the same day and about an hour later. She then made arrangements for time off from work as well.
They both could make an afternoon free now. In checking my schedule I found that day was free of meeting and calls. I had made plans to spend that time away from my desk and in another building testing a procedure on a new product. If I worked my tail off that morning I could slip away that afternoon. It was not that unusual for me to do this. For security reasons the access I needed was only available in the other building. I had already reserved time on the Sun Workstation I needed and the equipment I needed to test the procedure on was available.
If something hot came up I would still be on pager and would have the laptop and other software tools I needed to work remotely. I let the two of them know that things were a go and now it was up to them. Pick a hotel some place about equidistant between them and make a reservation. I would pay for the room regardless of what the outcome was.
The two of them chatted about this and finally settled on a Holiday Inn off of one of the interstate highways. Reservations were made and secured on Kathy’s credit card. This meeting would happen. Cell phone numbers were exchanged so once the room number at the hotel was assigned, this could be passed on to all parties. As agreed, I would pay for the room.
The arrangements also included the order of arrival. Kathy, since she had made the reservation would arrive first. and get signed in then call us both with the room number. Carrie would be the second to arrive, as she would be in route there. I would be the third. I would wait at work until I got the call. I wanted them to have time to make up their minds and if someone decided to chicken out there would be time for them to depart without any hard feelings. My next concern was Kathy’s Master. It’s fine to talk about these things in the abstract, but would he approve a real meeting?
I mentioned this to Kathy the next day and she had already talked about it at length with her Master. Approval had been given, and I was told to expect an excerpt of a mail from her master detailing a few things. Every thing seemed a go but as usual I contained my enthusiasm.
Things at work could change in a heartbeat. An unscheduled trip to a field location was not that unusual for a support engineer. Now that we had a time and date set up anything could happen. Children for example have a bad habit of getting sick at the worst possible time.
Needless to say the time now seemed to pass slowly now that we had set this two weeks into the future. I did continue with my training of Carrie and I will admit to slowing it up a bit. I wanted her in my collar if the meeting between us happened. The lessons were sent out in a slow measured fashion and lots of time was given to her to respond to them. Our chats were getting very lively.
One big item of discussion was how to meet me. They wanted to know what to wear. How should they have their hair and so on. I questioned them both about their deepest darkest fantasies and had them reply privately via email. I wanted to see if there was a common thread between them and I found a few.
One of the most intense the two shared, was to be nude and bound. Kathy wanted her clothes ripped or cut from her at a Masters hand. Carrie also had a deep desire to be whipped. Both had bisexual desires and fantasies. These desires I could fulfill and we had a general discussion on the limits of this meeting. The previous limits I had set for Carrie would work for this and this were related to Kathy and these were accepted.
About ten days before the planned meeting, we were still discussing many things. I had received an extensive mail from Kathy’s master detailing many things, Generally, it was a set of limits that agreed with mine, plus a couple of other ones that did not pose a problem. I was also sensing a strain between Kathy and her Master. Nothing I could put my finger on exactly but a general feeling of disillusionment from the bubbly irreverent sub that had worked her way into my life. I really did hope that nothing was wrong.
Chapter 5
The day finally arrived, and with a sense of anticipation, I packed the car with laptop and with a touch of wicked pleasure, the toy bag recently stocked with newly made items for two. I arrived at work and quickly collected e-mail and went through the morning routine. I was at the other building perhaps a half-hour later and working my way through the procedure I was testing. I also set up the laptop and was able to catch both of them on-line briefly.
Much to my surprise everything was a go and on schedule. I watched as both of them left for their respective appointments. I continued to work like a demon and was actually surprised when the procedure worked and I had not made changes of any significance. Mostly changes to the order and syntax to the UNIX commands.
I watched as the software began to load in the test system then re-booted and began to perform as expected. I was beginning to think that cosmic forces were at work. Everything was going according to plan. I finished a verification of the new commands to the software and found everything working. I then began to shut down my laptop and got things packed up. A quick call to my manager was made and I informed him that the software load had been completed. I would be testing things the rest of that afternoon and for him to reach me by pager if I he needed me.
I began to run through the verification test plan. Rather than fast check as I had just done, this is a detailed step by step test plan to thoroughly test the new software. I must have checked my cell phone 5 different times to make sure it was turned on. Even so I was running through the plan like mad. I had made considerable progress. I was actually surprised when the cell phone rang at the agreed upon time.
I answered with a "Hello" and Kathy’s voice on the other end came back with "Hello Master, Room 116 and Carrie did make it". Then she hung up without another word. I quickly got to a good stopping point in my test plan, and quietly left the building with out having to say a word to anyone. I was out of the building perhaps a minute later and on the road.
Traffic at noon in Dallas was the usual lunch time crowd, and I made it to the hotel in about 30 minutes with nothing to really increase the adrenaline level more than it already was. I circled the hotel parking lot once to find a parking spot and to find the entrances. One inside, I found the usual maze of corridors. Once again, it made me think that all hotel architects were actually failed psychology majors. Rather than rats in a maze they were doing their lab work with people. With toy bag in hand, I slipped into a side entrance.
All things considered, it was well marked for a Hotel and I found the corridor leading to room I wanted with surprisingly few false starts. At room 116 I stopped and slipped the bag from my shoulder and waited a few seconds before knocking. I waited a few seconds before entering after the door opened a crack. When the door opened I was treated to a fine sight.
It was a fairly typical hotel room with two double beds. They had made a little open area by moving the small table and chairs around and out of the way. Both of the subs were kneeling, heads down palms resting on thighs and dressed as instructed outwardly. It was a fairly typical Hotel room with two double beds
I had insisted on a modest one-piece dress. This was so they could wear these to work with out any problems. Before arriving, they were to remove any underwear with the exception of the stocking and garters. Both had worn their hair in a French braid as commanded.
The reality of this to me was surprising, The sub that did not belong to me I had met. The one who did belong to me I had never met. We had exchanged photos and what have you, but this was the first time I was able to see and touch and smell her. The sight of two females kneeling in that room awaiting my least command filled me with primitive desires and feelings. Savage thoughts fill my head then just as quickly disappeared as I forced myself to maintain control through shear force of will.
The room smelled of hotel issue room freshener, bathroom cleaner and aroused female. I went to Carrie first and lifted her head with a finger placed under chin. I smiled at her as I raised her face. Finally, after all this time, she was where I could touch. Her face lit up and she basked in the warmth of her master’s smile. I felt her body shiver as I ran my finger down her neck to her shoulder. I watched as the nipples hardened through the dress she was wearing. She was ready for orgasm and I had yet to touch her sexually yet. I pushed her coal black fair from her face to see it all. So very lovely!
Next, I turned to Kathy. She had yet to raise her head yet so I went to her and grabbed her chin and brought her head up as well. The sexuality from this woman simply oozed out of her. As I held her chin and looked into her eyes the sharpness of the smell in room increased. Obviously she was oozing elsewhere.
I let go of her chin and watched her eyes. I saw disappointment as my hand left her body. She shuddered as I walked away and sat down on the bed. My gaze wondered back and fort between the two subs at my command and I began to dwell on the delight I would receive this afternoon.
I pointed to Carrie then to a place in front of me at my feet. She crawled there without a word and settled there. I then looked at Kathy and barked at her, "Find a hairbrush". She scurried to that part of the room where they had dropped their personal items. She was rooting though her huge purse for a hairbrush. She found one then looked at me with a question on her face and then I again pointed to a place in back of Carrie.
She quickly knelt behind Carrie. "Take down her hair and brush it out for me". I hope the significance of this was not lost on them. In many countries, the act of letting down a woman’s hair is the ultimate act of submission. Soon that dark hair was about her shoulders and Kathy was very sensuously brushing it. Carrie seemed to be soaking up the sensation of being prepared for me. When I has happy with Carries hair, I told them to change places and for Carrie to do the same for Kathy. Kathy’s hair was longer and a deeper darker red than I remembered. Once the braid was taken out and brushed out it came down to her shoulder blades.
While this was going on, I had emptied my toy bag on the dresser and carefully laid out my collection of items. I found my small C-clamps and began fixing these in the corners of the hotel style beds. Most hotel beds rest on a platform rather than a frame so items can not be lost under them. This means that the feet on a bed found at home are not available. I had worked out this bondage system long ago.
Then the bondage straps were attached to them with climbing carabiners. These are wonderful gadgets for D/s fun and come in locking and no locking varieties. Who ever thought that my climbing hobby and my skills with ropes and knots would spill over into another aspect of my life. I like them because they can be disconnected quickly in the event of a safeword.
The straps for both beds were pulled into the corners and laid in wait for their lovely occupants. I watched Carrie for a moment and as she brushed Kathy’s hair. It was time, I decided, to begin in earnest. I had given both perhaps 15 minutes at this point if one or the other had decided to change her mind. They were both still here. Now their bondage would begin.
Chapter 6
I slipped behind Carrie while she was busy and unzipped the dress to the crease of her ass. I heard utter a short gasp when I did this, but she made no effort to pull away nor did she stop brushing Kathy’s hair. I stopped her for a few seconds and pulled the dress over her head and arms, then motioned for her to continue. She was stripped now and I relished the sight of her breasts. Firm, perky, proud, the nipples stood out from those lush mounds at attention. The areolas were very large a dark. Ripe fruit to be picked.
Kathy was still facing away from me and had no idea what had happened. I then began to select the items from toy bag. I selected a collar for both of them, My favorite was one made of black patent leather, the other had only been completed a few nights ago and I had stained it a deep cordovan. I. felt that the black would look perfect on Carrie with her dark hair and the new one with it s deep cordovan color would look perfect on Kathy with her dark red hair color.
My personal code will not allow me to collar a sub until she is nude bound and made a statement of submission. This afternoon even though I was short on time I would continue to honor that code. I had just stripped Carrie by my hand and Kathy was next. I stopped Carrie from her job then slowly unzipped her dress as well. Her response was much the same as Carries in that when she felt my hand she shuddered.
Kathy was little larger a little heavier. I pulled on that dress and she raised her arms as I do so and it came off in one smooth motion. Her breasts were larger than Carries, with just a hint of sag and they bounced as the dress was removed from her. Her nipples were so erect and out-jutting they actually caught on the dress as I removed it. The aroma of female arousal that had been trapped by the dress now permeated the room. Her open thighs from that kneeling position were wet and coated with her secretions.
Kathy’s head rolled back as she lost herself in the moment, fully aware that Carrie and her master were there. Her body language spoke of a sub close to orgasm. I was sure that at my least touch she would. I had never seen a woman so deep into sub space so early. Her breath was coming in little ragged pants. Her heartbeat was visible now that her breasts were exposed and they moved with each beat. Her pulse was racing and I had yet to touch her sexually.
I needed to slow down, or this sub would orgasm on the spot. She seemed beyond caring, wanting to soak up the moment. They both knew that orgasm without my permission would result in punishment. I did not want to begin Kathy’s submission with my having to punish her. I ordered them both to face me and they changed there positions. They were now kneeling side by side. I went and fetched a crop and cuffs. I placed the collars close to me on the nearest bed. I used the crop to touch up their positions to my liking. They were now kneeling back on their heels, head down, knees wide and hands on thighs, palms open and exposed. A perfect picture model of abject female submission.
I took the black patent leather collar and approached Carrie then raised her head. I stood there for a moment admiring her nude form the said "Make a statement of submission to me here and now or leave a failed slave." Carrie only hesitated a moment the without raising her head and said "I submit myself to you as you submissive and slave. You are my Master and I will obey your every wish or whim. Accept me my Master. At this point I collared her and fastened that badge of servitude about her neck, "You are mine Carrie I accept you as my slave"
I then took the cordovan leather collar and approached Kathy. I went through the same ritual with her. "Make a statement of submission to me here and now or leave a failed slave." Her response was drawn out over a few seconds as she put her thoughts into words. She finally said, "Master.......i am Yours......to mold......to shape......to love......i am Your slave in servitude.......to own.......my will, my body, my soul.........are Yours" I then put that collar near her throat and command her to lift that lovely hair.
When she lifted her hair to expose her neck it raised the line of her breasts just so. I had a hard time buckling the collar shut as the desire to fill my hands with the fruit of her womanhood filled me. "I accept you as my slave" was all I could get out.
Both were kneeling, nude and collared, and now it was time to begin their slavery in earnest. I moved them to the foot of beds. One to one bed, one to the other and used the prepared straps to bind them there. I used the good police standard issue Hiatt handcuffs for this. One thing I have found out about is the inexpensive mail order handcuffs is their uncanny ability to jam. Once they were both secured I got out a light crop.
In short order, I had warmed both of the exposed bottoms, explaining all the while that this was a small object lesson. I could and would punish if displeased. Kathy seemed to enjoy it from the little gasps and sounds of pleasure was making. Carrie, who had wanted this, seemed closer now to orgasm then ever. While I was alternating between the two of them, I noticed that she seemed to push her bottom up and out further and lowered her head and upper body to the floor when it was her turn.
The proffered bottom of Carrie became so inviting I found my self taking extra time during her turn, 5 to Kathy and 6 to Carrie, 5 to Kathy and 7 to Carrie. The little light slaps of the crop had brought a light pink glow to both bottoms. I had noticed the sound of the slaps was reverberating of the walls and seemed louder than it was.
In the small artificial community of a hotel this would not do. Some would notice and call the front desk. I changed from the light crop to a small nylon rope flogger. The rope tails of the flogger had no mass and since it had a short handle I could get no leverage. More importantly other than the small "thud" it made when contacting flesh the noise was diminished.
The first blow of the rope flogger to Kathy’s bottom brought an interesting reaction. She claimed she could get wet and may leak a little but she never dripped. For the first time in my experience with her, I saw a drop of slave cum roll down the inside of her thighs. Another quick flick of the wrist directly to her sex made her made her bottom shake and a small gasp was wrung from her body. She was so close and trying very hard to orgasm. The little tremors that were running through her body were shaking her belly. I wanted to see her orgasm and finally put my hand to her sex a parted the lips with my finger and let that finger find her clit. Her head was between those bound arms and red hair spilled everywhere. I leaned close to her ear and whispered "cum".
The effect was immediate and startling as my hand filled with moisture and the tremors she had been holding in check were released. Her whole body rocked with spasms. The little gasps and moans were transformed in wracking sobs as her body delivered it self to me in her first commanded orgasm. The wetness turned to a flood and I felt warm sticky secretions of her body flow around my fingers.
With her first orgasm filling her body I turned my attention to Carrie also close to orgasm and if my experience held true, once one starts to orgasm the other will loose control. The air now reeked of sex and female arousal.
Carrie had seemed to push her bottom out further and up in the air and head lower during Kathy’s orgasm. One more flick of the wrist sent a light slap of the rope flogger to Carries sex. The same spasms I had seen before increased in intensity. Again I put my hand to her sex. At my first touch the hidden lips of her sex opened
Again, I worked a finger into that shaven sex and found the little erect nubbin of her clit. Only then did I lean down to her ear and give her permission to orgasm. Her whole body bucked against mine as the orgasm coursed through her body and she reared up fighting the cuffs but they held her in position.
The first of their two fantasies had been fulfilled now on to other things
Chapter 7
While Kathy was in the sweet afterglow of that massive orgasm, she was still in sub space. I doubt that she felt me unlock the cuffs or pull her to a kneeling position. I grabbed that red hair and man handled her to the bed and then to her back. In less than 15 seconds I had the carbiners on the wrist and ankle cuffs and then was pulling the straps to a level of tautness that all but flattened her breasts. The hardened nipples stood out in stark relief compared to the rest of her breasts The straps also had the effect of pulling her torso tight enough that a little hollow from her rib cage to her sex was formed by her belly.
About the time, I had pulled the last leg strap taught she was tracking with reality well enough that she understood what was happening. Wisely, she said nothing but I did notice her head and that wild mane of red hair flipping back and forth looking at her bondage. The fingers did move and she tried to flex her arms and legs testing the straps and the amount of slack I had left her. I did notice a bit more slack in the left arm than I desired and gave that a final tug to remove it. She frowned a little at that but she was now bound to the bed in a full spread eagle with none of her charms hidden from me. With one of her most cherished fantasies now fulfilled I turned my attention to Carrie.
She was also in the last moments of her orgasm. Moaning and hips still moving in and out as if to ask for more I again put my hand to her sex. I granted her unspoken request and found her clit in the open folds of her shaven-wet sex.
Soon she was gasping again and her belly showed a flutter. She was again close to orgasm. Again I leaned close to her ear and moved her coal black hair out of the way then told her to cum. She did and was again fighting the handcuffs. While this was happening I was taking off a cuffs and fastening one of them to the strap that went to Kathy’s bed. I now had Kathy spread eagle on the bed and Carrie cuffed to it.
When she tracked well enough to understand what was happening I pulled her head up to where I could I look into her eyes. "You are to make Kathy cum using you mouth and hands, you may talk to her and she can guide you, but if she does not have an orgasm inside of 15 minutes you will be punished." Were my instructions.
Carrie went to where she could look at Kathy and said, "Help me I have never done this." The ever practical Kathy simply replied "I have the same equipment you do, just do what you would do to yourself when you want to feel good, Odds are I will enjoy it as well." A look of understanding passed over Carries face followed by a rather determined smile. I got the idea that she had often thought of this, but had never applied the mechanics of it to her thoughts. Now she had ideas, and approached Kathy’s bound body with inspired determination. I watched as her hands began to run over and explore the bound nude body.
Finally she stopped at Kathy’s nipples and began to massage and tweak them. Although they required very little in the way of stimulation, Kathy began to groan and pant a little at this action and if anything the nipples became harder. Next she began to run her tongue over the shaved crotch as if testing it, comparing it to her own. When she stopped this exploration, she moved to the foot of the bed and carefully inched into it on her belly and the fingers began to open the delicate vaginal lips. I’m sure that this was the first time she had actually viewed another woman’s sex. Again I caught the musty scent of aroused female. Now that the surface tension was broken I began to see arousal leak out of her sex. She was dripping despite her claims to the contrary, pure female need.
Kathy’s head at this point was rocking back and forth. She was struggling against the bonds now and most of her body and formed a light sheen of sweat. That mane of red hair was now wild from her exertions and sticking her to her face and body here and there. The fact that neither one of them at this point had made any effort to safe word or stop or slow down their activities encouraged me. I had really expected one or the other by this time to end it. The desires and dreams and hidden sensuality of these two had been brought to reality and they were reveling in the moment.
Kathy appeared to be peaking. Carrie was working hard to give her pleasure. Her hands were now holding the neither lips apart and was stroking her sex and clit with long slow licks up the length of her sex. Kathy’s secretions were now sluggishly flowing out of her sex and were dripping form there to her bottom to the bed. The pressed and cleaned hotel sheets were now showing a huge area of wetness. Perhaps 10 minutes had passed since I had given Carrie the command to make Kathy cum. I was beginning to see that this would not happen with a bit of external encouragement. Her natural aversion to a bisexual encounter was having an effect and not allowing her to cross over the threshold.
I got a light flogger from the toys I had laid out and smacked the bed by her head to see if this would give her the impetuous she needed. She was so deep into subspace that the stroke went ignored. My next stroke was lad across the breasts catching both erect nipples and the tail ends of the flogger curling around those lush mounds.
The effect was electric and this was the little push she needed. Her body tensed and struggled against the bonds and her whole body seemed to rise from the bed. Carrie was holding on to her and rode with her through the bucking and her mouth never broke the suction she had established on her sex. She was now holding on like a leach and if the way her checks moved were telling the story she was lashing Kathy’s clit with her tongue.
Kathy was a wild animal now, her orgasm had completely taken over her body and was bucking and fighting the bindings. The low throaty moan that was coming from her mouth was long and varied between intelligible and animal grunts. What intelligence I did glean from this was largely a begging Carrie not to stop as the orgasm that was ravaging her nervous system was not stopping. Carrie, obliging her, had yet to move her head from that spot and was riding with her like a cowboy on a bucking bronco. Finally after one final long tensing of her whole body did the bucking cease. She was drawing great breaths of air as if she had just finished a marathon. A marathon orgasm had sapped most of the strength from her body. Her whole body now was showing the results of her exertions. Sweat stood out on her forehead and had pooled in the little valley between her breasts and the little pucker of her navel.
Her breath was still coming in ragged pants, and I saw the need to cool her down and get some fluid into her. Between her secretions and sweat she had lost a lot of body fluid. I gently got Carrie away from her crotch and had her get some towels from the bathroom
Together we wiped down her body and then got her some water from a glass held to her lips. She greedily drank all the water that was offered. Then her head fell to bed in utter exhaustion. She was looking at us in awe of what had just happened.
I freed her limbs from the bindings and she still did not stir. Despite the rub down her body was a sight to behold. Arms outstretched and legs spread wide open and her sex still leaking fluid and showing the faint blush color of a slave who had just been used.
As tired as she was, she had not moved an inch. I got her from her beck to her belly and let her lay there while I bound Carrie in the same position on the other bed. Her time would come very soon. I then began a slow massage of Kathy to try and revitalize her a little. The female body has an amazing capacity for resiliency and I knew it be a few minutes before the body caught up with mind. She was just beginning to track on where she was and what was happening around her. She had just tucked a cuffed wrist under her head and I had to move it so she would not leave the impression of the buckle or ring in her face or check.
She was soon breathing regular and began to move and feel the attentions I was paying to her body. She gave away all her secrets with her moans and little gasps of pleasure. as I massaged her. I, as her master could later exploit them. All too soon did I see the understanding in her face that her turn to give pleasure was next.
Chapter 8
I finally got my hand in that wild hair and pulled her up to a sitting position then led her over to the next bed. Carrie had been watching this and had not said a word, When I pushed Kathy to her bed, she closed her eyes tight as if to make go away. Kathy looked at the toys that were spread on the dresser and crawled there on all fours and got a set of nipple clamps in her mouth. She looked at me first and got a nod of approval before continuing.
After getting to the bed, she dropped the clamps on carries belly then worked her way from the navel to the breasts with a little line of kisses, then began to work her way to the nipples. First one, then the other, she worked her way back and forth and sucked and kissed them until the stood out from her body as the ripe offerings the were.
Only when she was happy with their hardness did she look at me once again. Again, I nodded and she took the clamps from Carries belly and began to open the jaws of the clamps. I saw movement in Carrie’s body when they were removed from her belly and stilled Kathy with a touch. I quickly went around the bed and gave a final tug on the straps.
Now immobile, Kathy began to apply the clamps to the nipples. First one then the other the clamps soon had that lush flesh trapped. Carrie began to groan as the clamps were added and her head began to rock from side to side. Kathy began to kiss her way down to her navel, only stopping long enough to give the connecting chain between the clamps a little tug with her mouth. Her journey was very slow and deliberate with a destination in mind. She was not the least bit timid about what she wanted. When she arrived at that shaven sex, she began to lick and probe with her tongue and then began to open her slit as best she could with gentle little flicks of her tongue.
In the moving around Kathy’s butt became exposed in a perfect position. I whispered into her ear that she had 15 minutes to bring Carrie off and punctuated this command with a good slap to her bottom with the crop. She nodded her understanding to this with a forlorn look on her face then continued with her task now more determined than ever.
She positioned herself between Carries legs and then let one hand slowly trail up her belly to grasp the chain that connected the nipple clamps. She had her head buried there now and was busy working her face into her crotch. She would pull on the nipple clamp chain from time to time as if to remind her she was in control. Other than a few little moans Carrie seemed to be resisting this.
Remembering one of her cherished fantasies, I got a blindfold and covered her eyes. Funny, but with that blindfold in place, I saw her relax just the teeniest bit and begin to enjoy it more.
Kathy’s work was continuing and Carries sex had opened like the slave flower it was. She was attacking the clit with her tongue and lips now. She was sucking that little erect piece of flesh into her mouth and lashing it with her tongue. The wetness I was seeing at her crotch was not all courtesy of Kathy at this point either!
I had known that Carrie would be a little resistant to this, but she was enjoying it now. Just listening to the little moans and gasps and watching the muscles in her legs arms and belly was telling a story of woman experiencing intense pleasure. Her pelvic region had begun to thrust itself to Kathy’s mouth. She was trying to increase her pleasure by bringing other parts of her body into contact with Kathy’s attentions.
Kathy did look up at me at one point with pain in her eyes. She knew she was doing well but would not be able to bring Carrie off in my time limit. Her free hand searched the bed and found a small anal plug and latched on to that. The next time she came up for air she nodded to the plug and her mouth formed the word "LUBE".
I now understood her silence during this time. Carries fantasies all revolved being overwhelmed. By saying these things out loud it would break the spell. It had to be a surprise. I got a small bottle of "climax" lube from my bag and coated it thoroughly. I then tapped Kathy on the head and on her next glance up she saw the glistening plug in her hand.
Kathy timed her attack of the anus with Carries thrusts. She waited until her bottom was on the bed and her muscles were not straining. Again I marveled at Kathy’s ability to do these things. The plug was positioned and inserted in one long smooth action. I can never do this. It takes me several tries. Perhaps Kathy’s familiarity with her anatomy helped but regardless the plug was now seated. The surprise of it had brought Carrie to within a hair breath of orgasm, but still she fought it and would not yield to the pleasure.
My watch was telling me Kathy was running out of time and I felt that perhaps a little stimulation from my end wold finally allow Carrie to cross the threshold she wanted. With the blindfold on I would have to attack other senses. I got a slapper from the toy bag. I had seen this at a "feed and seed" store. Two pieces of leather separated by a third then all riveted together. I had made a much smaller version of this rather than buy the one meant for a horse. When applied to flesh, the leather comes together for a loud "slapping" sound. The effect is more auditory than physical. This would be just the thing for my blindfolded sub.
Carries exertions were obvious now. Her body had broken out in a fine sheen of perspiration. The muscles in her legs and arms were standing out in stark relief as she made her thrusts towards Kathy’s mouth. I waited till she had just made a thrust and popped one nipple with the slapper. The sound reverberated off the walls of that small room and had an immediate effect. Her body went very taught and tense. "CUM" was my only command. A quick glance at Kathy and she shook her head no. As her body was in contact with hers I had to assume she knew better than me.
I slapped the other nipple, the sound this time was not unlike a gunshot, quick and sharp and crisp. Again Kathy was shaking her head no, but I saw carries body straining now against the bonds. I then landed another slap in between her navel and Kathy’s head and I did not have to look to see the reaction. Her whole body went into spasm and Kathy’s head came up from body smiling. Her orgasm had finally been triggered, and Kathy’s mouth and face were now covered in slave cum. The bed was getting wet with the sluggish secretions from her sex. When her body finally quite spasming she went completely limp.
As she sank into the sweet afterglow of that orgasm, I checked her breathing and pulse to find them both strong and regular. I pointed Kathy to her ankles and began to work on the cuffs on her wrists. Time to cool her down as well. I flipped her over and gave her body the same treatment as Kathy’s. A glass of water to replace the lost fluids, a long sensuous wipe down with a towel a through massage. I left the plug in place
Carrie had drifted off to sleep during this time and I pointed Kathy to the other bed and soon had her off to sleep as well. My watch showed that despite the level of activity only a little over an hour had passed. I had fulfilled my promise to both of them in several respects, now on to other things.
Chapter 9
While the slaves slept I worked around them a little for the next item on my list.
I had promised both a bisexual experience and to fullfil some of there most cherished fantasies. Neither of them were to be penetrated by me today per promises made and instructions received. I would receive my pleasure in other ways.
During the 20 minutes or so I let them sleep, Kathy was bound again belly down, and I had made my choices on toys. My light rope flogger and heavier leather one were now at my disposal. I also had a cup of water for me. I had a feeling I would be the one who was thirsty soon. The other toys had been cleaned in safe subs and put away. Normally I have the sub take care of the toys but I realized that would all want to depart soon.
My pleasure would come from their submission and my mastery of them this afternoon.
Waking them was simplicity in self. A quick stroke to both their exposed bottoms with the rope flogger brought them both awake in an instant. Kathy realized immediately where she was and what was happening, Carrier’s realization that she was nude and bound in a hotel room took almost a full minute and struggled against the bonds at her hands. Kathy on the other hand brought her self into a kneeling position very quickly.
When both were fully awake and cognizant of the situation I gave a quick harsh command. "Heads down Ass UP" and I watched as both struggled against the bonds to assume this position. Both had wanted to have an orgasm while being whipped, I intended to give them that before we had to depart or have them safeword and let them leave.
Again I spoke "You may not cum without permission" then began to use the rope flogger on both the exposed asses. First one then the other I warmed up each with 20 strokes of that modest flogger.
The pale bottoms at the beginning of this session had now taken on a bright pink hue. I put my hand from one to the other. Carries bottom was hot to the touch and sensitized to what might lay ahead. But not Kathy’s and gave her an additional 10 strokes before the heat and sensitivity was obvious.
With that I picked up the leather flogger and again began to apply it to those flaming pink bottoms. The tails of the leather flogger left bright marks that stood out in contrast against the pink. I was doing this lightly as Wanted to increase the sensitivity very slowly. By alternating bottoms I was giving each time to feel the blows as well as give each time to safeword.
I was trying to control the strength of the blows as well. I did not want to leave welts although I wanted both to remember this well into tomorrow. After 5 strokes to each bottom I put my hand to the exposed sex of each. Both were wet, Kathy was dripping with need and aroused beyond belief. "Soon" was my only thought as my hand came away from Kathy’s body and I found my hand covered in her spendings
They would be ready soon but I would make them beg for their release today. No more freebies today. These orgasms they would earn. I again to alternate blows making sure to cover the entire area. They had gone from pink to a flaming red at this point. And still neither had made any request. Ill admit at this point I was getting tired and wolfed down the water in one long swallow before I continued. Both were panting as well from the attentions I had lavished on them.
I gave a momentary thought to getting a heavier flogger before I continued but quickly dismissed it. This was for pleasure and not punishment. I only had to be patient. I then continued the strokes but rather than alternating bottoms this time I gave four closely spaced strokes to Kathy before turning to Carrie. Part of my fatigue came from the constant shifting of my position to give them equal time. That was changed now and capillary action of Kathy’s bottom proved the point. The last four strokes showed a bright crimson. The pants she had been uttering were now accompanied by little low guttural moans
Carries bottom reacted much the same way. After hearing Kathy’s little moans, her body seemed to respond the same way. The moans and inarticulate little cries from her were louder and more intense that Kathy’s, more persistent and needful. I began to place a little bet with my self as to which would beg first. I was leaning towards Carrie at this point as in all honesty Kathy was the more experienced slave. Again I turned to Kathy and applied four more strokes in a rapid figure eight stroke. Then a quick reposition of my stance and then I applied and four strokes to Carrie in the same figure eight fashion.
I saw the rippling in carries body that signaled a woman near or close to orgasm. It had started in her belly and I could see it telegraph all the way up to her legs. The moans of Carrie had increased as that last stroke was deliberately laid down the crease of her ass. I had just turned to Kathy and had finished the second of four strokes when Carrie began to speak and beg. I quickly finished this series and turned to Carrie.
The words this time were pushed out in between pants of her breath. The words seemed to be torn from her very soul "Please...Master&ldots;let&ldots;this&ldots;slave&ldots;cum." With that I laid my hand to that wet sex and caressed it slippery wet length. When I had finished the second stroking of her sexes length I said "Cum Carrie"
The response was immediate and deep. Her whole body gave itself to the orgasm and for a full minute the spasms and shook her body accompanied by a string of moans and gasps. I let her ride this out while I continued my attentions to Kathy’s ass. Four strokes and a short break then four more. I was varying my aim at this point and trying to catch her exposed sex at least once in each series of strokes
Kathy was beginning to peak. I was giving her a short break in between the series of strokes. I was sure the sounds and aroma and pheromones of the slave in the bed next to her would trigger her own. Carries orgasmic spasm had run its coarse now and in one of the brief pauses to Kathy’s flogging I pushed her down to a lying position on her belly. Her breathing was still coming in short gasps. The moisture from her sex had mingled with the sweat of her body and was filling the air in a tangy smell. The moisture from her pussy and body were dripping off of her in places
When I turned my attention back to Kathy, she was making little whining sounds and I saw small tremors in her thighs and buttocks. She was closer now, her submission was only moments away. I laid the leather to that exposed and flaming ass in another series of four strokes. After another short pause I started another series. This time I had to pull the stroke in middle. Her voice cracking on every word she got out "Please, Master. let this slave cum for you." With those words I knew her submission was real and I laid my had to her sex the leaned closer to her ear and whispered "cum". I had done this so Carrie in the next bed would not hear me. I was concerned that she might start another orgasm and I had yet to cool her down.
Kathy’s orgasm was like a volcano, she literally erupted slave cum from her body. The spasm that had started in her thighs was now visible everywhere as her whole body shook and contracted. I pushed her off her knees also and got her laying down also so she could ride out the rest of her orgasm in a little more comfortable position. Once I was sure she could not fall out of the bed I grabbed a towel and turned my attention back to Carrie and began a second rub down on her.
For a full five minutes I listened to Kathy as the orgasm ravaged her nervous system. Not unlike a volcano, after shocks took her time and time again. I had finished a rub down of Carrie before I touched Kathy again. The condition she was in I was sure any overtly sexual touch would bring another orgasm. The towel I had in my hands was soaked and got a fresh one from the rest room.
By the time I had got a fresh towel, Carrie was sound asleep. Her bottom was still pink but the redness had decreased significantly. I then began the rubdown of Kathy who was looking my way with a glazed expression and was still taking her breath in deep long inhalations. I was sure she was still deep in subspace and follow my slightest suggestion.
I began her rub down and after removing most of the sweat and cum she had breathing had returned almost to normal. Now what I was hearing was a little contented sigh from time to time. As my hands caressed many of the secret places I could feel little shudders of pleasure run through her body. In time though, under my knowing fingers, I found all the little knots of mussels and had soothed them all. By the time I had worked one stubborn knot out of her shoulder Kathy was asleep also.
I could only stand there and marvel at the embarrassment of riches I had laid out on the beds before me. Never had I even dared hope to have two such natural and submissive creatures in my chains at the same time. I gently removed the bonds from both of them and retrieved my equipment from the beds and quietly packed up. I did check both of them one more time to see if I had done any real damage. I could see only a little mild bruising on Kathy and no welts on either of the exposed bottoms. My needs for this day had been fulfilled. I had made promises and kept them and could only wait for our next time together. Both would seek this again of that I was sure.
I again wondered at my mastery and how this had come to be. For most this afternoon’s delight could never happen. The people around me always seem to be asleep, unaware of the primitive longings deep in there soul. They will not listen to the primal urges and rhythms that lurk in all of us. They won’t take the time to seek out the release for those needs. In these politically correct times they are content to stay blissfully innocent in their ignorance.
I awoke the slaves with a kiss and told them it was time to leave. My voice would not brook any disobedience and they complied. In 15 minutes we were all dressed and outwardly nothing seemed amiss. I did take some small enjoyment watching them dress and pulling cloth over recently sensitized flesh. The little intakes of breath and small little gasps and groans told me volumes. The ride home for both of them would be long.
The slaves took turns repairing their make up and then I squared the money with Kathy on the cost of the room. I made sure the amount was sufficient to cover the room but no more. I did not want to insult either of them or cheapen the experience with what would seem to be a gratuity. This afternoon brought them both into a larger world, more primitive perhaps but larger.
Kathy assured me then that she would use the express checkout. All I had to do was leave the key card on the bed. I watched them leave together and stayed their another 15 minutes. After getting a soft drink from the machine down the hall and wolfing it down I again surveyed the room. Nothing but damp sheets and towels marked our stay.
An afternoon’s delight I thought, bought for the simple price of their submission. I tossed the card key to the bed and closed the door and whistled my way to the car.