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Subject: {ASSM} The Castle  Chap.9.
Date: Sun, 15 Jun 2003 17:10:04 -0400
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Chap.9

The Awakening



The next few days were difficult for Renee and Megan. They had a hard time
re-establishing some kind of normal relationship following Megan's behaviour
during the spanking. At times they didn't speak to one another and when they
did some of the remarks were sarcastic, taunting and bitter. Madama was
succeeding in her plan. Sara and Paula were also highly distressed and told
them so.

" You are falling into her trap," admonished Sara to Renee.

Renee was so hurt and felt so rejected that she couldn't think straight.

Madama was smart. She had them perform separately at night.

The dominatrix was still into heavy bondage. She introduced different types
of bondage: breasts, frog tie by which the left ankle is bound to left thigh
and right ankle is bound to right thigh, suspension, hogtie where the knees
are bent, with ankles connected to the upper body (usually the wrists), but
she still preferred the crotch rope.

One night she invited a Japanese master to illustrated Japanese rope bondage
techniques called Shibari or Kinbaku. They needed the two women on stage.
Madama knew this might be a mistake but for the act it was necessary.

"Japanese bondage is not about pain; rather it is about pleasure and
sensuality. Granted, some of the same elements of traditional bondage are
there, namely dominance, rope, candles, tight binding, gags etc., but it
promotes meditation, the ropes and knots massage the skin, aestheticism as
beautiful women are placed in graceful positions and eroticism because of
the total helplessness and exposure of the submissive. This will be of
interest to all of you. Enjoy," she said.

The expert started with some minimal bondage techniques.

Although there is hardly any rope used, the effects are devastating; it is
impossible to get out and in most cases it really hurts if one struggles so
the two subs were forced to keep still and this was very frustrating
especially for Renee. Here are some examples:

He bound only Megan's thumbs behind her back and tied her thumbs to her
toes. She could not move. Then he tied all fingers of both Renee's hands
together at the back and then forcing her to kneel tied the thumbs to the
toes.

"This is a nice one, " he told the audience. "I will bind the lovely long
nipples of this girl. This binding can stay on for about 15 - 20 minutes.
Next I tie her thumbs behind her back pass the string over her shoulder and
secure it tightly to the bound nipples. Finally I bind her big toes
together. Now they are both helpless to move. Basically with a few tiny
ropes they can't go anywhere.

If you are looking for a "different" nipple clamp, try this one. Lay the
nipple between two chop sticks like this and tie the chop sticks together at
both ends using elastic bands, because that is a lot easier."

He left the women bound in this manner for a few minutes.

"Now gentlemen I will illustrate two asymmetric techniques."

He tied Renee's right wrist to her left foot and vice versa. "Now her mind
will be tricked and she will loose the automatic control over left and right
coordination. If she wants to move her right leg now, she is forced to
concentrate on the question which one is the right one. You don't even have
to blindfold her, it is difficult enough as it is. Being tied up this way
she will only be able to crawl. You will see that crawling is very difficult
and she will probably stumble over her own legs"

Next he tied a rope around Megan's waist and tied the other end to her right
foot but he shortened it in such a way, so that she was still able to
stretch that leg, but not completely. Just the feeling of being able to
fully stretch one leg, but not the other frustrated her (especially in the
long run). Not to mention what it did to her attempts to try and walk around
in a somewhat graceful manner.

Then he took a rod and whipped their ass forcing them to move forward. The
men realized that he was right and got a huge kick out of watching them
struggling to advance. Both women where frustrated and humiliated.

He then showed some basic rope techniques. One was called SHINJU-the pearls.
It was a method of breast bondage. The first rope is wrapped in several
windings (approx. 3-4) directly under the breast and upper arms The second
rope is wrapped around the torso and arms in the same way, but above the
breasts. The third rope is taken doubly and pulled up to the half under the
lower windings. From here it is run between the breasts, while you twist the
ends around each other 2-3 times. Run the 2 ends of the rope above the
shoulders and down the back and tie them to the lower rope  1) on the back.
Make sure the knots don't press on the spine but are placed beside the
spine. The breasts are lifted by this bondage variant and squeezed lightly
by the pressure from the upper and lower ropes which provides a unique
stimulation.

When he was finished, Renee' s breasts and nipples slowly started to feel
the sensation of being slightly pressed and they became more and more
sensitive. The feeling was quite erotic for her.

Another is the Sukaranbo-the cherry. He used Megan to show this one.
"For this one you need three ends of rope. Fold up the first rope in the
middle and place it loosely around the waist and pull the two ends through
the loop just below the navel. Run the rope between the thighs carefully in
between the labia and over the clitoris between the ass cheeks and tie the
whole thing together at the back, next to the spine. You can add some
refinement and make it more stimulating by tying knots where the rope
crosses the clit and the anus.. You can now wrap the remaining ropes around
the thighs several times and fix them on the outer side. The loose ends of
each rope (about. 30-40cm) are run from the outer side of the thighs
crossing the bottom, up to the waist rope and fixed to it beside the spine.
The two ends crossing the bottom, each with a knot on the end form the
"cherry."

Apart from the direct stimulation of the clitoris and/or the anus a lot of
the excitement comes from the "cherry" and from massaging the inner
sensitive parts of the thighs



Next he began with Renee, whom he used to demo "karada," the Japanese torso
bondage in a diamond pattern. He set up with a loop to go over the head, and
knots spaced along the doubled 1/4" nylon rope. The lowermost knot, placed
to rest on the clit, was doubled for increased effect. Now he ran the double
rope, with knots at fixed intervals, between the legs up the back and up to
the neck where he pulled the ends of the rope through the loop around the
neck. From this point he ran both ends of the rope right and left under the
arms around the body to the front and led them through the loop between the
first and the second knot. Then he ran both ends to the back again and
pulled them through the first loop on the back and back to the front side
into the loop between the second and third knot. He repeated these steps
until he reached the last loops at the bottom where he artistically tied the
loose ends of the rope

Each diamond was formed by crisscrossing the ropes over the body and
tightened by levering with a knee against her back, and tied off with a
square knot to one side of the spine. Sides were alternated for visual
effect, but the idea was to avoid the spine since the sub might eventually
be on her back on a hard surface. When completed, it was not possible for
Renee to fully expand her chest; deep breathing was deliberately
compromised.

He did the same for Megan. The mother and daughter looked at one another in
awe and pride. They felt beautiful and sexy. The bondage was bonding them.

Finally he allowed the men under his supervision to bind the women in all
kinds of typical positions used by the Japanese.

The demonstrations lasted several hours at the end of which the two women
were highly aroused but extremely tired.

The next morning they talked of the experience and how they both had reacted
similarly to the bondage. This helped to mend things between them.

"I guess in many ways we are the same Megan. I forgive you for the other
night baby. Our bodies are dictating to our minds how to react. Many times
we are not in control of our actions. I risk repeating myself but we are
living a unique experience here that affects us strongly.

" Mother I love you no matter what my psychological needs make me do."

"I understand baby and I love you too."

While they hugged Madama came in and noticed. She vowed to make Renee pay
for that.

That morning after a particularly long hard evening, their joints and
muscles still aching from the bizarre bondage positions they had been
subjected to, they entered the pool. Madama had prescribed a good rubdown
and a blowjob as a reward. After an eternity in the soothing hot pool, they
came out and lay on the beds to get a massage. Renee was surprised to see
that Paula and Sara were unusually frolicsome and talkative. In the middle
of the calming muscle relaxing massage Renee noticed that Henry, the guard
usually on duty, was gone. She inquired,"

Where's Henry?"

"We bribed him-well let us say we did him certain little favors -to stay out
of sight for an hour."

"I see," mused Renee.

While being massaged, the woman chattered about the night before, the
hardships they were all enduring, the desire to be free and the hopelessness
often bordering on despair of their abduction. Renee the toughest of the
four reminded them never to give up hope.

"We will come out of this alive and stronger."

Over the weeks a binding rapport had grown between the mother and daughter
and the two slaves. Renee and Sara were especially close. Without admitting
it openly they were falling in love. Renee was attracted by her gentle
nature and refined manners while Sara saw a woman oozing with a wild sexual
side. There existed a bad-girl rocker type who would have liked motorcycles
and flirtatious flings with hard-bodied men inside the sedate controlled
exterior. For Sara, Renee's body was so strong, that she would feel safe in
her arms. She imagined herself a tiny girl protected by the strongest
heroine.

The incarceration and smutty sexual behaviour that had been forced upon her
was transforming Renee. Much of the repressed carnal desires and behaviour
were coming out or coming back. In University she had toyed with bisexually
to the point were she slept with another girl for months. However, after she
became a lawyer, a wife and a mother the past was slowly wiped out. Now all
her inhibitions had been shattered. She had been sodomized and fucked she
had sucked and been sucked, she had masturbated herself and others to
intense orgasms, she had swallowed loads of cum. Nearly every day since she
arrived an eternity ago it seemed she had an orgasm, sometimes many. Sexual
responses are learned, developed and deepened with practice. Instead of
turning one off, sexual performance only increases the ability and hunger
for more.

After a wonderful massage like only Sara could give, Renee went back into
the hot tub. This time Sara went in with her. They talked while basking in
the hot deliciously invigorating water. After awhile Renee looked into
Sara's eyes and felt a thrill down her spine. She ran her tongue over her
lips as she fantasized." What I'm I doing?" she said to herself.

But when Sara told her she had received orders to.well you know. Renee felt
a tingling all over.

"Someone may be watching, you never know in this place. Why don't you lie on
the edge and let your legs dangle in the water while I do my duty?"

They both chuckled.

After no more than ten minutes, Sara a master at cunnilingus had Renee on
the brink. Suddenly she wrapped her legs around Sara's head and started
humping her face. The orgasm she experienced was first class.

"You're so good at that. I'm sure nobody is better than you."

"Thank you Hon."

As Sara went to retrieve the sarong, which had come loose and was floating
in the water, Renee slid in and approached her from the back. She wanted to
hug her and tell her how much her devotion and love meant to her.

"Come here Sara I want to give you a big hug."

"No, please no," pleaded Sara.

Too late, Renee already had her arms around her, body pressing against body.
Both of them stopped abruptly, frozen. Sara lowered her head, Renee's hand
reached down between them and to her astonishment touched a hard long penis.

"What is this you, you."she spat out.

Megan and Paula, who were still chatting and giggling at the other bed,
looked up in alarm.

"What's wrong mom," she cried out interrupting the outraged woman.

"What about that other one," yelled Renee

Sara nodded slightly.

"Get away from my daughter you pervert," shouted Renee turning to Paula.

" What.what is going on," stammered the young woman.

Paula, who didn't want Megan to find out any other way because she had a
right to see for herself, backed away saying," This," and she undid the
sarong. As it fell to the floor Megan saw a large erect penis pointing
straight at her. Then Paula collapsed on the floor sobbing.

The four women remained dead silent each caught in a maelstrom of guilt,
revulsion, ambivalence and affection not daring to say another word afraid
to express an unspeakable emotion. At the end of a long pause Megan reacted
first. She climbed down from the bed, got to her knees and hugged Paula in
silence. Then she said," Paula I don't get all of this but I know it's not
your fault, you are too much of a good person and I like you so much. You're
like my older sister."

Meanwhile Renee was staring at Sara who was so much in pain she was in
shock. She knew far more about transsexuals having defended one in a divorce
case a few years back. Much was going through her mind. She was thinking,"
How did I allow myself to fall in love with this woman who now turns out to
be a lesbian tranny?" But she was at the same time reasoning that despite
the guilt, despite trying desperately to suppress her feelings, she was the
one who had become more and more attracted to this wonderful, sensitive,
gentle and solicitous woman who gave much and received so little.
Nevertheless, Renee was angry with Sara for not being honest and allowing
her to drift deeper and deeper in love without revealing what she was. Yet,
she knew deep down that Sara could do absolutely nothing about it; she was
given orders, that is why she and Paula always wore sarongs. These women all
knew what happened when you disobeyed orders.

Both Megan and Paula were crying softly holding each other knowing the
strong feelings that existed between Renee and Sara and hoping there would
not be a rift in the relationships. It was up to Renee. She started moving
towards Sara.

"Please, please Renee don't be mad, forgive me, it wasn't my fault. I feel
so bad, so dishonest, so base."

" Sara you're not that way. You're not responsible for any of this. I should
be the one who needs forgiveness. Please forgive me," and at Paula she said,
" I'm sorry for having called you a pervert Paula."

The two older women held hands, looked in each other's eyes and slowly
embraced. All was not forgotten, all was not accepted but the mending had
begun. Megan and Paula entered the pool and the long process of explanation
and reconciliation started as the four slaves held hands to talk about it
all. Renee did not dare mention what would happen if Madama found out. The
others were thinking the same thing.

That afternoon Sara's passion for Renee was so strong she took another risk
and managed to hand her a note she had seen on the internet that read:

Dear Renee,

If I said, " I love you, would you're heart______? Would you soar to a place
where you'd always want to be?" If I said," I need you would you hold_____,
______? Would you ____ me that you understand and tell me that you need ____
too?" If I said," I want you," would you invite me to make_____ love to you?

Love, Sara.

Renee pondered her answer a long time before writing her reply:


Dear Sara,

If you said," I love you," my heart would melt. I would soar to your side
where I'd always want to be. If you said." I need you, I would hug you and
say I understand, and tell you I need you too. If you said," I want you," I
would lie down beside you and ask you to stay still while I made torrid love
to you.

Love Renee.

Playing with fire, but so deeply in love now, Renee asked Harry to give Sara
the note.

"Please Harry don't tell anyone. If Madama finds out we would be badly
beaten. You know that."

"Don't worry Renee I won't tell."

"Thank you very much."

After supper, Harry on his return, handed Renee a note.

"You don't have a show tonight, there's nobody here even Madama is away. I
have orders to bring you to your room at eight."

When he left a trembling Renee opened the note. It read simply, "nine".

Waiting was nearly intolerable for Renee, she felt like a young teenage girl
on a first date. When she heard a knock at the door her heart stopped for a
moment.

" The door's open, come in."

In came the dark colored Brazilian beauty naked except for another splendid
sarong and a hobble on her legs. Like two young lovers they smiled and
giggled, embarrassed and shy. Slowly Sara came forward and Renee closed her
eyes feeling the intoxicating breath on her face. Then Sara's lips touched
hers sending an erotic shock to her brain. Her pouting lips were soft, hot
and demanding. Neither woman had had a real romantic kiss in a long time and
it felt good.

"I love you," whispered one.

"So do I," replied the other.

"Come over to the bed. It's my turn to do something for you baby. But first
take that damn sarong off, we have to get used to each other when you're
nude."

Lying next to one another they kissed. Apart from an occasional peck this
was their first real kiss. Renee pressed her body against Sara running one
hand through her hair and the other lasciviously down her smooth back.

Sara deepened the kiss opening her voluptuous mouth slightly pressing her
tongue against Renee's lips. Renee responded by opening her own mouth
yielding herself to that hot probing tongue. Then she sucked on Sara's
tongue gently, moving her own over and under. She then retreated allowing
Sara to suck hers, drawing it deep into her mouth. She moved her tongue over
Sara's, across the roof of her mouth, then under the tongue. They continued
like this, sucking on each other's tongue, kissing deeply, tasting each
other, They took turns sliding tongues along each other's teeth, gums and
swapping spit. Saliva leaked uncontrollably out of their mouths onto chins.
The mature blonde mashed her full, moist, burgundy lips ravenously against
the even more fleshy pink lips of the sensuous tanned younger woman. And of
course there was that sweet taste of Sara's spittle, for they covered each
other's mouths and chins with slick spit. Their tongues spreading the
intimate ooze from the mouth from their noses down to their chins, their
lower faces shined with it. They got so hot that they started feeding each
other drooling spit.
Renee felt so naughty, kissing this passionate woman's beautiful mouth. Like
a slut, like a whore, but how the woman loved the feeling! The brunette was
so superb. She could be with anyone, love anyone, be loved by anyone but she
loved her.

"Now it's my turn, stay right there. I'm going to kiss and lick every inch
of that voluptuous body until you cum. Now Renee slithered down the luscious
body, way down to the toes. She licked each toe, she licked the bottom of
each foot, she sucked on the big toes. Sara was lifting her torso, twisting
her body, fondling her breasts, completely lost in fog of carnality.

"Do you like that baby."

"Ohhh Renee it feels wonderful."

She kissed and licked all the way up one extended leg and then the other.

"I adore you're long dark moulded legs."

Now Renee was staring at Sara's penis, which she held at the base away from
her body. It was the same familiar shape as she had seen and given pleasure
to as her husband's. But the comparison ended there. Sara was circumcised,
he wasn't. The dark red glistening head was huge in comparison. It flared
out from a coffee colored shaft that had a vein along the underside that
resembled a vine growing alongside the trunk of a massive tree. Where her
husband's was slightly longer than a finger Sara's was longer than a hand
and a finger. And where his was easy for a hand to encircle hers was twice
the size and Renee wasn't sure she could touch her middle finger and thumb
around it. At the base was a small thatch of pubic hair and further down
sitting on the bed a large scrotum with two golf balls. She smiled at the
way Renee was admiring her member stroking it languorously a few times.

"You like my cock Renee?" she asked sheepishly.

"Do I? Babe it's fantastic! A real beautiful piece of art."

"Oh, hon, I want you for my very own little cocksucker."

"I'm all yours baby."

As she brought her mouth closer, Sara released it and the magnificent cock
fell along her tummy stretching to the bellybutton.

Renee wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft to move up and down along
it and her middle finger and thumb were half an inch from touching. Licking
her lips, she moved her fingers up and down it, before grasping the flared
head as it twitched in reaction to the stimulation.

Then without any hesitation she sucked on Sara's balls.

"I love your big cock, can I put it my mouth?"

"Yes, yes, please. Ohhh."

She started by sliding her tongue up and down, squeezing the base with one
hand. Forming an"O" with her lips tight she slipped the tip in and out of
her mouth to lick the open pee slit before kissing around. When she tasted
the precum, she opened her mouth and pushed her head down taking the large
member as deep as she could. Pulling the palpitating prick out she rammed it
in and out like a piston

"Do you like the way I give head you sweet little slut."

"Oh Hon I'm in heaven."

Pushing Sara's ass up a little she flicked her tongue between the cheeks.

"I'm going to stick it right in your asshole."

"Ohh yaaa, yaaa. I like it when you talk dirty to me Renee."

Later, gripping the cock in her right hand she spat on it and started
jerking it up and down with a twisting motion, all the time looking
longingly in Sara's eyes.

"I want you to be my very own nasty little bitch. Right now I'm so hot for
you my pussy is gushing. Come for me baby."

"Suck it my master I want to cum for you."

Renee wrapped her lips around the head just enough so Sara could start
fucking her mouth. She held on while the other pumped till Sara screamed,"
I'm coming, I'm coming, aaaaaaahhhh."

They both watched as thick gobs of white semen oozed out, down the shaft,
over Renee's fingers. It never seemed to end. At last Sara fell back
satiated. Renee put her mouth over the knob and sucked like on a teat while
squeezing the shaft pushing up with her hand draining every last drop.

When she had licked most of it, she rubbed her cum drenched hand over Sara's
lips. Bringing her own lips close, she said," We'll drink you're cum Sara in
an act of communion, uniting our bodies and souls. They exchanged the frothy
mixture back and forth past their lips into their mouths down their throats
and into their hearts till it was all gone.

"My dear Renee you're such a horny little cocksucker. If we ever get out of
here will you still love me as much?"

"And you are a classy sexy bitch and I will love you always no matter what
the consequences."

"When I first fell in love with you I would daydream of the two of us
together. I would wait in the courtyard dressed in a skimpy little sexy
outfit for you to come back from work. You would look deep into my eyes,
placing your strong hands on my hips you would draw me in and I would melt
in your arms forgetting the dark side or life."

"You won't be afraid anymore, I promise. When we get out, I will look after
you forever."

They stayed many long minutes glued together, inhaling each other's love.

"I can't spent the night with you Renee. If that son of a bitch ever found
out."

"I know baby, one last hug, one last kiss." And together, they vowed." I
love you."

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