      BPM Chapter 10
      
      Mandy and Paul made their way back to the car, where Beth was settling the beach gear into the trunk. In the back seat was a stripped and still rather messy May, still asleep and exhausted.
      
      “Oh, hello there, you two.” Beth greeted when Mandy returned with their playmate. “Looks like I need to have a word with Rachel later about exhausting poor little May, though it looks like she enjoyed herself.”
      
      Mandy uttered a silent “Wow” when she saw May in the back. Her body was glistening with more than just sweat, and her usually smooth black hair was ruffled up and beyond windswept.
      
      “Paul’s Mistress said that he could spend the night, but he’d have to be brought back tomorrow.” She explained to Beth before she forgot. Beth nodded and slipped into the car. Paul sat in the backseat and looked over May with hungry eyes.
      
      “I’m really surprised at how well you’re taking to this, Mandy.” Beth observed as her lover climbed into the passenger seat. “Are you sure you’d never considered this kind of thing before?”
      
      “No, not ever before,” Mandy answered, occasionally shooting glances into the backseat to make sure May wouldn’t slide about as they drove up the road. May was well situated with her seatbelt attached, and, before she could get pulled hard to one side, Paul reached out and gently stabilized her. “But if everyone has fun, then what’s wrong with it?”
      
       “That’s a wonderful way of thinking about it, Mandy. Ahh, here we are,” They drove up to a neighborhood of upper-middle class houses overlooking the beach. Beth drove up to one of the houses in the center. “A place where everyone can have all kinds of exciting fun.”
      
      “Wow! That’s a very nice house!” Mandy exclaimed. “So what other kinds of fun go on in the house of Beth?”
      
      Once they parked in the driveway, Beth slid out of the car and collected May, then nodded towards the trunk to instruct Paul to collect the things in there. “Oh, all kinds of things, mostly taking advantage of the dungeon in the basement.”
      
      “Oh wow, a dungeon?” Mandy helped the pet carry some of the luggage into the house. She looked briefly over at Beth to see if she was doing “anything else” with May. There was nothing erotic about the way Beth was holding her pet, though she did bury her face in May’s hair and breathe deeply. She smiled hungrily and carried May up to one of the bedrooms, relatively Spartan aside from the basic living arrangements: A bed, a dresser, and two empty shelves. She settled May down on the bed, leaving her above the covers, since it was pretty warm today. After making sure the blinds were as closed as they could be to block out the sunlight, she headed back downstairs to help bring in the rest of their baggage. Once they had brought in everything, Beth clapped her hands together.
      
      “Right then! Get down to the basement!” she ordered the two. She led Paul and Mandy down a hallway to a door that led downstairs into darkness.
      
      “Wait, what about May?” Mandy asked. “What if she wakes up?”
      
      “Don’t worry, she’s a smart girl. She’ll figure out where we are.” Beth replied. She opened up the door at the bottom of the staircase and waved her arm grandly across the room. It was filled with bondage furniture and toys of all kinds.
      
      “Welcome, Mandy, to where I make people scream!” she exclaimed with an eager tone. Mandy was very shocked, to say the least, about the amount of very strange objects and furniture in the basement. She slowly stepped inside the dungeon and took in all these things she never saw before.
      
      “Wow… where did you get all this stuff?” she asked.
      
      “Bought most of it, some got made for me by friends. It’s how some of them pay me for training their pets.” One soft arm slid around Mandy’s waist to pull her close. “So, what shall we do? I was thinking of tying you down and having Paul and I have our way with you.”
      
      “Well, I kinda need to get used to the pain before I can start dishing it out, right?” Mandy walked by the rack in the center of the room and examined the chains. If she was tied up in that, there was no getting out of there under her own power. Strong hand suddenly snatched Mandy’s wrists. She gasped and found herself succumbing to Beth’s grip.
      
      “I see you’ve found one you like.” Beth purred into her ear. “Before we begin, how much do you want to feel owned? I can go anywhere from gentle and loving to treating you like a disposable fuck toy.”
      
      “I… well, I don’t want to be overloaded!” She replied. “Please be gentle with me. It’s my first time doing this, after all!”
      
      “Ah, right. I’m so used to people’s first times being after they’ve explored the concepts on their own. I’ll be very gentle with you, Mandy.” She still didn’t release her lover from her grasp, instead pressing one hand up into a shackle at the top of the rack, then her other into the next. “I won’t be much rougher than normal.”
      
      Mandy slowly nodded her head and let herself be shackled into the rack. Although she didn’t mind that both Beth and Paul saw her naked at this point, she felt very exposed with her arms away from her body against her will. Beth chuckled and turned over to Paul, who was sitting patiently on one of the chairs in the room.
      
      “Paul, come here and give her chest some attention while I shackle her ankles.” The older woman knelt down as the young naked boy came over and wrapped his lips around one nipple, sucking on it eagerly. Mandy shivered and thrust her chest out.
      
      “Oh my god, you’re so eager!” she exclaimed. “Does your Mistress starve you of this?” Paul pulled back with a deep breath and shook his head quickly.
      
      “No, ma’am, but all breasts are so wonderful.” He reinforced this point by diving onto the other nipple and pulling deeply at it. Beth finished restraining her lover’s ankles, then stood up and tilted her head to the side for a deep, slow kiss. Mandy’s mouth was already wide open, and she pushed into the kiss as best she could from her restrained position.
      
      “Mnnnn…. Mistress… please punish me!” she moaned, quickly getting into character. Beth’s eyes lit up with hunger at Mandy’s words, and she snapped her fingers, which got Paul’s attention immediately.
      
      “Boy, lick this girl’s cunt. She’s very dirty from what I did to her earlier.” Beth ordered. She grinned darkly and stepped slowly around her love as the boy knelt down and thrust his tongue into Mandy’s slit. “Well, girl, you want to be punished? What have you done to earn it?”
      
      Mandy arched her back and let out a cry of arousal. Her legs couldn’t move under the restraints, which only succeeded in further arousing her.
      
      “I… I let my- AHH! My daughter, become a sex-crazed fuck toy!” she cried out. Beth laughed darkly at her.
      
      “You say that like it’s a bad thing. Your daughter’s a wonderful plaything, you know.” A curved hand snapped down across one cheek of Mandy’s ass and stuck to her flesh, gripping gently at it. “What else have you done? Have you been a naughty slut?”
      
      “Y-yes! I’ve been a naughty slut!” I invited the idea of fucking a younger boy!” Mandy thrashed a bit in the chains as she felt the hand come down on her ass. The thrashing drover her hips closer against that young boy’s mouth, and his tongue worked harder and deeper into Mandy’s folds to drink as deeply as he could of her. Beth stepped up behind her new plaything and kissed her on the cheek.
      
      “That’s pretty bad. How should I punish you for that, slut?” Beth slowly walked around Paul and Mandy. She slowly dragged a crop up Mandy’s thigh menacingly. Mandy could feel her orgasm on the verge of spilling over her like a flood, and she couldn’t answer the question as her body shifted attention to getting release.
      
      “No answer?” hissed Beth as Paul lapped faster and faster at Mandy’s depths. “I know what works great to teach naughty sluts their place. But first, I want you to cum, Mandy. Cum and scream for me.” Mandy was more than happy to oblige, and she opened her mouth to let out a piercing scream of sheer bliss. Paul drank deeply of her juices, lapping and cleaning along her thighs with his tongue like a dog. Beth kissed softly at Mandy’s neck and chuckled.
      
      “Well well well… eager to please, I see. I wonder what we should do with you next, slut.” Mandy panted and looked up at Beth and Paul.
      
      “Please don’t stop, Mistress!” she moaned. “I want to know what it’s like! Do to me what you’ve done with May!” Beth chuckled darkly and stepped back, then snapped her fingers sharply again.
      
      “Paul, fuck this slut. I’m going to whip her.” She growled. The boy stood up, his head dipped submissively, and took hold of Mandy’s hips before driving his shaft hard up into her. Beth stepped behind Mandy, crop gripped tightly in her hand, and she proceeded to gently draw sharp lines in her lover’s exposed back. Mandy screamed in pain as she was whipped by her lover/Mistress. The pain was mixed in with pleasure as Paul drove his cock into her. For his age, he was quite large, but not nearly as large as Beth.
      
      “Too hard, slut?” a soft hand ran gently over the lines traced by the tip of the crop as the boy continued to thrust harder and faster up into the woman. His lips found the swell of one breast, and he used his lower height to easily suck hard on a nipple and knead at Mandy’s hips and ass. Her back stung lightly where she was whipped, but Mandy was still moaning from the pleasure Paul was giving her.
      
      “Fuuuuuck! You’re so good, Paul!” she cried out, bucking her hips forward.
      
      “Are you paying attention to me, Mandy?” The next blow from the whip was sharp and fast across Mandy’s shoulder blades, followed by another next to the first. “Paul, slow down. I need to focus this plaything back on what’s important to her.” Another pair of fast blows lashed across the woman’s back, each one timed with one of Paul’s slower thrusts. Mandy suddenly cried out in pain as her mind came back to the pain issue. She struggled and thrashed about in the chains to try and get away from the pain.
      
      “AH! AH! HUUUHHH! IT HURTS!” she cried out.
      
      “Does it now?” Beth asked, stepping around to face Mandy. “Do you want me to stop? I could stop, and Paul could stop, and you could just hang there for a while until you’re willing to play nice.” The boy whimpered lightly at the sound of Beth growling and kept up his slower, steady pace.
      
      “P-play nice?” Mandy asked. “How do you… play nice?” she shivered and looked down at Paul, trying to buck downwards to get herself off. 
      
      “Please fuck me.” She whispered to him. Strong hands grabbed Mandy’s hair to hold her steady, but didn’t yank at her.
      
      “First of all, you don’t ask things of the boy, you beg your Mistress for them, understand?” she hissed. “If he does anything, it is because I tell him to. The same goes for you, Mandy. Right now, you are a doll in my hands, though a doll that can plead her case.”
      
      Mandy stared fearfully into Beth’s eyes.
      
      “Please forgive me, Mistress!” she begged. “I didn’t know! Please let him fuck me. Will you let Paul fuck me?”
      
      “First, you need to answer a question for me.” Beth growled softly and walked around behind Mandy as Paul kept up his steady pace without licking anymore at the woman’s chest or kneading at her flesh. “Tell me: do you enjoy the pain?”
      
      Mandy tightened her leg muscles as she was drilled into again. “nghhh… y-yes… it makes me feel so alive!” she moaned. “It’s almost good as the pleasure…”
      
      “Paul, fuck her harder. Let’s make her scream.” The boy joyfully dug his fingers into Mandy’s hips as he began pounding faster up into her. Soft groans escaped his lips as Beth brought the crop back and forth across the bound woman’s skin, drawing soft, red lines on her. Mandy let out an ear-piercing scream this time as the pain quickly overrode the pleasure. However, with every second that passed, she began to love the pain more and more. Finally, as she came, she was screaming with pleasure; the pain itself had brought her to orgasm as the two conflicting sensations got mixed up in her senses. Paul caught his breath and his knees gave way under the velvet grip of Mandy’s climaxing walls. His shaft erupted and spurted out onto the floor between her legs while Beth set the crop aside, replacing it with a bit of rabbit fur to rub over the wounds and ease the sting.
      
      “Well, Mandy, how was that?” she asked. “Starting to see why May likes it so much?”
      
      “Y-yes… I… I love it.” She panted, going limp in the shackles. She was pretty much out of energy now.
      
      “Wow, I didn’t think mom had it in her.” A young voice said from the doorway. May was awake and still very much naked. “Do you think I could join in with you?” she asked.
