After finally jerking her hand away from her spasming pussy,
she groaned under her breath, “No… No, I have to stop,” as her eyes sprung
open. Sitting up in bed and fully awake
now, she glanced around the room once again to be sure Charles wasn’t lurking nearby. Her sense of submission and desire to please
him in every way possible was inexplicably intense. Feeling a bit unsure of what was expected of
her now, she looked around the room for a sign, when she spotted several items
laid out on her night table.
Gasping gently, she took in the sight of the nipple
lassos, rubber anal plug, the spring clamps that she wore on her nipples during
her ride home last night, and a tent-card note.
Hesitating before she reached for the note, her heart began to pound as
she retrieved it and began to read.
‘Good Morning, gorgeous! I hope you’re feeling as good as I am this
morning. In the bathroom, you’ll find
the outfit I selected for you to wear today.
You will shower and prepare yourself for me accordingly. I will be waiting for you in the kitchen, my
love. And sweetheart, do not remove your collar, or forget the rules of your
submission when in my presence!’
Now sitting at her makeup table with its large lighted
mirror, Maryann quickly applied some eye makeup and lipstick. After taking a moment to make sure her makeup
was just right, she stood up from her seat only to catch a glimpse of her full
nakedness in the mirror. While admiring
her provocative reflection, she couldn’t help but wonder what Charles might
have in store for her next. Regaining
her composure, the sexy brunette bombshell turned for the marble-top table that
held her designated attire. Picking up
the crotch-less panties, she careful slipped the peculiar lingerie up her long
sleek legs and into place between her legs.
It was immediately evident how exposed and vulnerable her pussy was as
she adjusted the strange feeling garment.
Finished with that, she reached for the extremely revealing
bra and began to put it on. Slipping her
arms through the shoulder straps before clasping it in place behind her back,
she then positioned her firm DD breasts into the cupless openings. Making several adjustments for the right fit
and comfort, her amazing breasts with their plump erect nipples were soon
projecting outward through the lacy garment.
Taken aback by the effectiveness of the humiliating bra, her remarkably
firm breasts looked truly breathtaking.
Taking a moment to absorb her reflection in the mirror
once again, she turned her body side-to-side to get the full effect of her sexy
body’s exposure. Next, she retrieved the
shoes and skillfully strapped them on her perfectly manicured feet. Pleased that her recent pedicure was still in
such good shape, she couldn’t deny that the sexy black sandals with the 5-inch
heels were the prefect addition to the ensemble. Finally, she retrieved the fishnet body wrap
and draped it around her shoulders. Not
surprised that it fell just short of the opening in the crotch-less panties
while providing no effective concealment at all, she still felt more
comfortable wearing it than nothing at all.
Gaining her composure and focus, she stepped forward on
the exceptionally high heels. It took a
couple of steps to get used to the delicate shoes and to stabilize her ankles
as she exited the bathroom and headed toward the bedroom door. Stepping onto the tile floor just outside the
bedroom, the clack of her pencil thin heels announced her departure from the
bedroom. Based on his note, she knew
Charles would be waiting for her in the kitchen, and that he most likely just
heard her first steps outside the bedroom.
Reaching the first hardwood step at the top of the long staircase, she
carefully stepped down to the waiting tread.
Unable to avoid landing on each step with a distinct clacking thud, she
was certain that Charles was enjoying the sound of each step she took.
Finally reaching the bottom, she took a deep breath,
crossed her wrists behind her back as required, and walked slowly toward the
kitchen. It took a few dozen steps to
reach the opening to the kitchen as her heart began thumping in her chest. By the time her mostly naked body passed
through the opening, she was nearly panting with anticipation.
Stepping into the kitchen, she quickly spotted Charles
seated atop his favorite barstool at the far end of the tall breakfast
island. Clearly anticipating her
arrival, how could he not with the distinct sound of her heels announcing her
arrival; his eager eyes scanned her body up and down as she slowly made her way
toward him. It was evident by the
mischievous smile on his face that he was thoroughly enjoying the sight of her
highly sensuous body, and the delectable sound of her sexy heels. Continuing toward him with her arms
compliantly positioned behind her back, she wasn’t sure what he might expect of
her on the morning after their night at the club, but that didn’t dampen her
Her heart was pounding in her chest as she slowly stepped
forward. She knew she was now in a
brand-new relationship with her remarkable husband; the kind of relationship
she had so desperately wanted, but was still trying to wrap her head
around. Still walking directly toward
him, she instinctively lowered her eyes as if to signal the acceptance of her
Grappling with the powerful emotions of that moment, she
couldn’t deny the reality of what she was feeling. She simply couldn’t dismiss the fact that it
was the humiliation of her exposed body, in the bright morning sunlight
streaming into their kitchen, which sparked the fire of lust and passion in her
belly. With her nipples stiffening even
more and her moist pussy tingling, she couldn’t help but resign herself to the
fact that she was now Charles’ personal property as much as she was his devoted
Slowly approaching Charles, as he swiveled his stool to
face her, Maryann stepped quite close to him and then stopped directly before
him. With her wrists still crossed
behind her back and her eyes lowered, she said softly, “Good morning…
Without a verbal acknowledgment of her presence or her
morning greeting, he reached out with both hands and began to gently tease the
highly sensitive tips of her erect nipples with his soft fingertips. Taking full advantage of her jutting bare
breasts, he was very careful to caress only the most sensitive tips of her
fully erect pleasure buds; and he got the reaction he expected.
Immediately beginning to wobble atop her heels as she
released a groaning exhale of ecstasy, she strained to stand tall and steady as
the highly intense sensations shot through her body like an electrical
current. With her wide eyes now fully
focused on Charles’ skilled fingertips as they danced across her swollen buds
with incredible effectiveness, her gasping breaths confirmed Charles’
understanding of just how sensitive her girly tips truly were.
Struggling to maintain her balance, she was caught off
guard when he suddenly demanded, “Spread your legs for me!”
After attempting to steady herself even more, she began
to work her feet apart. Carefully
shuffling her sexy shoes out to each side, she soon felt the kitchen’s fresh
air caress her hot and wet pussy as the crotch-less panties opened to expose
her vulnerable womanhood. But before she
was finished with her task, she felt the intense pleasure in her buds change to
sharp pain. Still staring down at her
projecting breasts, she was again caught off guard as she watched Charles grab
ahold of her plump nipples and abruptly pinch them rather tight.
Expelling a barely intelligible whimper, “Ohhh my god,
n-no… please,” escaped her open mouth as Charles spoke out.
“Is that how you respond to a command from your Master?”
Gasping in response, she nearly used her hands to defend
her nipples as she replied, “N-No Master.
I’m s-sorry, Sir!”
“Let’s try this again… Open your legs wide for me, my
While making sure her arms were folded behind her back as
required, and with the lessons of last night flooding into her head, she
replied compliantly this time, “Y-Yes Master,” as she quickly went to work
spreading her feet apart even wider.
“That’s much better, my dear,” he snickered as he
released her nipples, and the smirking smile returned to his face.
“Thank you, Master,” she responded with an obvious tone
of relief in her voice.
With her feet nearly three feet apart now, he went back
to teasing her nipples before he said, “Very nice, that will do fine.”
“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master,” she quipped as she
continued to find her balance with her slender and sexy legs spread open.
Still teasing her sensitive nipples unmercifully, he
spoke out again, “Tell me, are you wet?”
“Ohh yes, Master, I’m very w-wet.”
Looking down, he could see her feminine juices slowly
drooling from her slightly swollen and glistening labia lips.
Chucking aloud, he responded, “I can see that. You’re actually drooling for me.”
After several sexually tormenting minutes, she was actually
relieved when he suddenly stopped teasing her throbbing nubs. But her relief didn’t last long. Reaching into his pocket, he retrieved a set
of nipple clamp presses and dropped them onto the stone surface of the
Hearing the clanking metallic sound of the clamps and
connecting chain as they came to rest on the hard surface, she couldn’t take
her eyes off the cruel looking devices.
She knew exactly what they were and how they would be used.
“Do you recognize those?”
“Y-Yes, Master, I do.”
“I thought you might, I saw them circled in one of your
bondage gear catalogs. Not that they
aren’t self-explanatory, but explain how I’m going to use them on you,
As humiliating and awkward as this new experience in
submission was, she understood her commitment to Charles, and that defying him
was not an option. Maintaining her
composure, she inhaled deeply and responded, “Those are nipple presses,
Master… When the thumbscrews are
loosened, the clamp opens. O-once
they’re fully open; you’re going to place them over my n-nipples, then use the
thumbscrew to close them. When you’re
done, both of my nipples will be clamped tightly inside the presses.”
“Yes, you are correct, my dear. I’m curious to know; are you looking forward
to wearing these devilish devices?”
Hesitating for a moment as she envisioned the clamps
squeezing her large buds, she responded, “Y-Yes I-I am, Sir. Th-thank you.”
Nodding his head in approval, he reached down between her
spread legs and slipped a finger into the folds of her now gushing wet
pussy. Quickly finding her swollen clit,
he wasted little time before playing with it.
“Ohhhhhh Shhhh-it,” escaped her lips.
requirement that she keep her hands behind her back when in his service, she momentarily
used one of them to grab the island’s top and steady herself. Still standing with her legs spread apart,
she slowly returned her hand to its required place behind her back while her
husband began to massage and pinch her rock-hard clit. Gasping and groaning in response to the
highly stimulating assault on her vibrant climax button, she wasn’t sure how
long she would be able to hold out as her lungs nearly froze and her body began
“You do know… I have not given you permission to cum,
“N-No, No y-you haven’t, S-Sir.”
Straining to prevent herself from experiencing a
thundering climax atop her husband’s fingertips, she began to whimper,
“Pleeeease, stop… No, n-no, I-I can’t take it m-much longer…”
increasing struggles, he said, “Shall we move along then, and get these clamps
attached to those lovely nipples of yours?”
Looking forward to the biting effect of the cruel clamps
as a distraction from her throbbing clit, she suddenly welcomed the pain that
would come with the awful implements.
“Y-Yes, S-Sir, Pl-Please p-put the c-clamps on m-me…”
Excitedly standing in the entryway’s door, Raphael took a
moment to scan Maryann’s bound and exposed body up and down a couple of times
before pausing to stare at the nipple clamps firmly affixed to her sensitive
buds. He had spent many hours trying not
to stare at Maryann’s large responsive nipples when they became erect during
her exercise sessions. However, that was
then and this is now, and what a sight it was!
Pleasantly surprised by the stunning vision before him,
it took him a moment to respond, “Y-Yes Sir, thank you for contacting me. I must admit, I was thrilled to get your
phone call last evening.”
“Well, Raphael, I too was excited when I learned of our
mutual lifestyle interests and pleasures.
When I called to inquire about your assistance with Maryann’s training,
I wasn’t sure how you would react given your longstanding professional
relationship with my wife. I know how
much she enjoys your services as her personal trainer. And as anyone can see, there is no disputing
how well you’ve kept her body in superb condition.”
Sighing in agreement, he quipped, “Yes Sir, she certainly
is a remarkably beautiful woman,” as he renewed his visual scan of his client’s
fit and fully exposed body.
So overwhelmed by her humiliation, Maryann’s mind and
body felt numb as her eyes darted back and forth between Raphael and Charles.
“At the end of our discussion last night, Raphael, you
asked if you could bring someone along with you. Please… come in and introduce us to your
friend,” said Charles as he opened the front door all the way and stepped to
the side as a gesture for Raphael to enter.
Maryann had been so consumed by Raphael’s unexpected
presence and his excited gawking eyes, that she hadn’t even noticed the young
girl standing directly behind him. She
was so small in stature that Maryann didn’t see her until Raphael had stepped
through the doorway.
As he walked past Maryann and into the opulent foyer,
Raphael had a big grin on his face as he nodded his head in approval of
Maryann’s state. Winking at Maryann as
her wide eyes met his in a look of surprised disbelief; he was clearly pleased
by what he saw.
Dumbfounded by what she was witnessing, the moment felt
surreal as she watched a beautiful and naked young girl follow Raphael into the
house. Appearing in the classic
sex-slave position with hers wrists and elbows bound together behind her back
while balancing herself atop a pair of 5-inch tall heels, her breasts appeared
to thrust upward as her young body strained to maintain its balance with each
Not only was Maryann made to endure her longtime friend’s
excited admiration of her naked predicament, but he also seemed to have his own
enchanting little sex-slave following behind him. Appearing rather young, the adorable bound
girl followed along on a leash with no visible apprehension as she stepped
forward. She might have stood 5-feet tall without her alluring heels
and couldn’t have weighed much more than 95 lbs. While having a tiny frame that sported a pair
of remarkably firm and projecting breasts that would have certainly challenged
the constraints of a C-cup bra, they perfectly complimented her slender sexy
figure and nicely toned legs. Maryann
and Charles could only look on in awe as the lovely young woman compliantly
followed behind Raphael.
The sexy young woman was clearly of foreign descent. Blessed with remarkably smooth and flawless
olive tone skin, her thick and flowing dark hair further accentuated her unique
features that were prominently on display, which included large dark areolas,
unusually plump nipples and a hairless pussy that appeared as smooth as a
Maryann wasn’t sure what to make of the young girl as she
struggled to soak it all in. Tightly
bound, gagged and collared like a common sex-slave, the beautiful naked
youngster appeared to be un-phased as she followed along at the end of
Raphael’s leather leash. In fact, Daphne
appeared more calm and accepting of her fate than Maryann did of hers, as their
eyes briefly met.
Unable to look away, she could only admire the girl’s
dainty figure, her full-bodied long and dark hair, her large sexy brown eyes,
her dark eyebrows, thick eyelashes, and her wide sexy mouth that was filled
with a large red ball-gag.
“MMMMmmmmm, and who do we have here?” asked Charles in an
Pausing just inside the foyer, he halted and turned the
stunning creature toward Charles and replied, “This is Daphne. And she is my fiancée, Rhea’s, little
With a look of surprise overtaking his face, Charles
couldn’t help but mutter, “Your fiancés’ s-sister?”
Smirking, he replied, “Yes, Sir. But to be more precise, she’s Rhea’s
Pausing while Charles continued to admire Daphne, he soon
went on. “You see, my fiancée is my personal submissive, very similar to
Maryann’s new role with you. Rhea and I
met at a lifestyle party two years ago and she has been my committed submissive
ever since. She moved in with me a year
ago and we’ve been living happily as a D&S couple.”
After giving Charles and Maryann a moment to absorb that
information, he continued, “And it wasn’t too long after that that Daphne made
her submissive secrets known to Rhea.”
“Oh my goodness,” Charles responded in stunned tone. “I
have so many questions. Please, come and
join me in the den before we get down to today’s business.”
As Raphael nodded his head in agreement, each of the men
tugged on their bound subs’ leashes, causing the beautiful bound women to lurch
forward atop their high-heels. Understanding what was required of them as their
leashes drew taught; Maryann and Daphne shared a momentary stare of admiration for
one another before they fell in line behind their men.
Quickly regaining her composure as she took her first
steps, Maryann’s initial humiliation was beginning to morph into an unexpected
sensation of curiosity and delight. She
could feel the coldness of frantic concern being replaced with the warmth of
excitement and passion to please and obey her husband in their new lifestyle.
Maryann had always admired Raphael’s incredibly fit and
sexy body, but never more than at this very moment as she followed compliantly
behind him and Charles. Raphael was a
very attractive young man of Italian descent.
With short dark brown hair, a mesmerizing smile with alluring brown eyes
that could melt any woman’s heart, his remarkably sculpted and toned body was
almost hypnotic. Mesmerized by her
personal trainer’s current appearance in his flattering jeans and button down
shirt, she wasn’t sure she had ever seen the 28-year-old, 5’ 10”, 170 lbs., man
in attire other than his workout shorts, sneakers and compression style tee
He had been her personal trainer for a number of
years. Truth be told, admiring his
remarkable physique as they worked out together was certainly a big part of the
motivation that fueled their sessions.
She never imagined Raphael as a Dominant; he was always so kind and respectful
to her. He always called her ‘Ma’am’ or
‘Mrs. Driscoll’, and while she often imagined what it would be like to shower
with the sexy hunk after their workouts, she never flirted with him, and he
never made her feel uncomfortable.
Entering the den, Charles led them to a grouping of plush
leather seats. Sitting in his favorite
chair, Charles pointed to the floor alongside his seat and said, “Kneel, right
Immediately positioning herself very close to Charles’
comfortable leather chair, Maryann quipped, “Yes, Master,” as she lowered
herself to the floor. Grateful for the
soft throw rug under her knees, she knelt tall with her arms still tightly
bound behind her, and lowered her head.
Feeling as if everyone in the room was staring at her, her humiliation
was again quite intense.
Motioning toward an identical seat across from his,
Charles said, “Please my friend, have a seat.”
Next, Maryann watched Raphael settle into the adjacent
leather chair and say, “And you… kneel here,” to the sexy young girl.
Sitting comfortably with their beautiful slaves kneeling
compliantly at their sides now, Charles spoke.
“I have to ask, Raphael; does your fiancé know about you
“Absolutely,” he exclaimed emphatically as he chuckled
“It all started about 6-months ago when Rhea and I arrived
home early from a movie, to find Daphne’s car parked out front of our
place. When we got inside, Daphne was
nowhere to be seen. Spotting the light
streaming out from under our bedroom door, we proceeded to enter
unannounced. Finding her nearly naked
while amusing herself with our collection of bondage gear, we were a bit
stunned, as was she.”
With a smirk on his face, Raphael began to stroke
Daphne’s beautiful hair in a teasing kind of way as he continued, “She actually
had a ball-gag strapped in her mouth, leather cuffs around her wrists and her
ankles tied together with length of rope.
She was so enamored with our bondage gear that she didn’t hear us come
home, or approach the bedroom.”
“Hmmmm, that’s incredible. What happened next?”
“That’s the truly remarkable part of the story,
Charles. With the ball-gag in her mouth
and her ankles tied together, she couldn’t say anything intelligible, or
run. Completely surprised and caught
red-handed, she was frozen in an ‘oh-my-god’ moment as her large doe eyes
stared up at us.”
Chuckling and shaking his head in wonderment, Charles
muttered, “Oh my, I can’t wait to hear more of this story.”
“Well, I have to say, what happened next stunned me as
well. While I never suspected Daphne’s
submissive side, Rhea had. Next, Rhea
asked me to step out so that she could talk with Daphne. Still stunned by the scene we walked in on, I
took one last glimpse of Daphne’s sexy predicament and then quickly left the
“Thirty minutes later, as I began to wonder what was
going on, I heard the bedroom door open from the living room where I sat
patiently waiting. Recounting what I
had just seen, I’ll freely admit that my imagination was getting the best of
me. A bit concerned that the evening’s
unexpected events might have a negative impact on Rhea’s relationship with her
sister and even our master / slave relationship, I have to confess that I was
absolutely flabbergasted by what happened next.
“Hearing them approach, I turned to see Rhea coming
forward with a big smile on her face and a leash in her hand. Caught off guard, I was stunned to see Daphne
trailing behind her. Dressed in only a
bra and panties now, Daphne was bound and collared with the red ball-gag wedged
even deeper in her mouth now. Able to
walk in short steps as the hobble chain between her ankles restricted her gait;
Daphne stepped forward awkwardly at the end of the leash. Clearly inexperienced at walking with her
arms secured behind her and a tall posture collar holding her chin up, I could
see the high level of concentration on her face as she made her way along.”
Completely captivated by Raphael’s incredible story,
Charles was looking on in amazement as he continued to listen in complete
“Astounded at the
awesome sight of Rhea’s little sister, I was speechless. Sensing my stunned reaction, Rhea announced
rather confidently and joyfully that Daphne was now a fellow submissive. As if proud to have her sister following in
her footsteps, Rhea asked me, ‘Master, would you be willing to assist with
Daphne’s training? Sir, would you please
help train her to be a worthy submissive, like me?’
“Still speechless, I finally regained my composure enough
to nod my head in agreement, and the rest is history, as they say.”
“I have to ask, Raphael.
How old is she? And what’s her lineage?”
“Excellent questions, Mr. Driscoll… Daphne and Rhea are of Mediterranean descent,
from Greece to be exact.”
“Ohh yes, I can see the Greek in her for sure.”
“As for her age, today is a big day for Daphne… Today is her eighteenth birthday. A day that I promised Rhea would be very
special for her highly inquisitive sibling.”