The four nearly naked women
were sweaty and tired, the last four days had been hectic in a way they were
not accustomed to experiencing. They were used to feeling this way, but not for
the reason they were this time. They had been packing up all their Master's
possessions for the big move, and even though none of them questioned his
decision to take them all to a secluded island to live as his slaves, there was
one thing that haunted them. They had served both a Master and Mistress, but
she was now conspicuously absent, and they had been told that she was now
Master's slave, just like them.
April, the oldest slave at
forty-two years old, knew why, but Amy, Dolly, and Rachel, the twenty somethings,
had no clue why things changed so radically. All four of the women had just
finished packing up the peculiar equipment Master used to feed their insatiable
desires for his dominance and the rewards he would bestow on them for good
behavior. But though they all saw the prospect of living on a secluded tropical
island as an exciting new adventure with their Master, they also all wondered
when they would see their Mistress again, and more importantly, what she would
be like now.
Though April was the oldest
you would not know it to look at her, her flowing blonde hair and ice blue eyes
belied her actual age, along with her svelte physique, which was much improved
since her arrival here a little over a month ago. Dolly, the sexy redhead, had
been her lover in a past life, but now they both served their Master. The other
two, Amy and Rachel, were both brunettes and had been here for over a year,
happily serving Master and Mistress until Dolly and April arrived. Once April
and Dolly had been fully integrated into their kinky household Master had a
dinner party, and that night, everything changed.
After dinner they saw their
Mistress do and say things they could not believe, as they witnessed her
suddenly behaving just like them. Once they saw her like that Master told them
that her authority over them was over and they would only answer to him going
forward. Since they were all loyal and devoted to him, accepting his
pronouncement, though shocking, was never in question. They were left to
entertain his guests while he took Mistress away, and they had not seen her
The next day they were
informed of the upcoming move, not even a week away, and they were tasked by
him to pack up the house for the movers. Down in the basement, which had been
their play space, the room was now full of sturdy wooden crates marked
'basement storage.' Any indication of what had transpired in this room was
packed away now, ready to populate a new space on the island. As they were
finishing up they heard the door open and footfalls coming down the staircase,
so they quickly formed a line kneeling on the floor and facing the base of the
When Dr. Jarvis Milner
emerged and saw their work was done, he said, “Very good girls. Now that this
is done you will proceed to your upstairs bathroom to bathe, and yes, you may
play with each other too. But you know the rules, don't go too far.”
“Yes Master,” they all
replied in unison, a melodic response that made Jarvis feel good.
“Then off you go girls, I
will find you after my meeting this afternoon. And remember, I want you all
squeaky clean for our big trip tomorrow,” he said, and then he watched them
race upstairs for their little respite.
Once they were gone Jarvis
smiled as he thought about his plan to retire to an island in his early fifties,
and better yet, doing so with a small harem of devoted and sexy slaves. This
afternoon the final hurdle to achieving that would play out, when his wife
would sign the documents that would finalize the deal. Over the last few days
he had convinced his wife, Dr. Elizabeth 'Liz' Milner, that it was in her best
interest to retire and move away with him. How he did it made him smile even
wider, but she was now on board with his plans, in much the same way his other
slaves were. His ability to extinguish her once dominant nature was the key to
all this, and finding Dolly and April had made it all possible.
Sealing a Deal
Jarvis was seated behind
his desk in his home office with his lawyer, Daniel Hardy, sitting across it
facing him. Mr. Hardy was not only Dr. Milner's lawyer, he was his college
roommate from thirty years ago. Both men were highly successful in their
fields, but one of them was about to start his early retirement. Dr. Milner was
selling his private hospital to a large medical corporation and was now
retiring from his career as a renowned neurologist. Daniel was here today to
complete all the necessary paperwork to set it in motion, but he remained
skeptical about one aspect of it.
In that vein he asked
Jarvis, “How did you convince your wife to do all this? The way you had me set
this up has her relinquishing everything to you, including giving you power of
attorney over her share of your estate. That does not seem like the Liz I
“I know, right? But she has
developed a whole new outlook on life with the prospect of our huge financial
windfall and the chance to retire to our private island.” Jarvis answered,
sporting a wolfish grin on his face.
“That does not explain why
she would give you total authority over your joint financial wealth,” he
“Do you have the paperwork
she needs to sign ready for her?” Jarvis asked, ignoring the question Daniel
“Yes, right here,” He
answered, pulling a large stack of papers from his briefcase.
Jarvis picked up his phone,
pressed a button, and said, “Come in Liz.”
A door opened behind Daniel
and Dr. Elizabeth Milner walked into the room. When Daniel stood up and turned
to see her his expression was pure shock, as she was wearing a skin tight black
mini dress that barely reached the tops of her thighs. She was also wearing
thigh-high black fishnet stockings with the flowery upper bands visible below
the very short hem of her dress. Adding in her extremely high heeled pumps and
her mane of vibrant red hair, Liz looked sexier than ever. As she strutted up
to him and extended her hand to shake his, he felt something seemed different
“Hi Daniel, it is so nice
to see you again,” Liz said.
“Hello Liz, you look
spectacular!” Daniel replied. He was feeling the familiar attraction to her
that he always felt, but something about her demeanor seemed different. Though
Daniel was married to a beautiful woman of his own, he had always felt a desire
to bed Liz, but she had never shown a similar interest in him. The Milner's had
a rather open marriage, given their particular fetishes, and openly had sex
After she said, “Thank you
Daniel,” and even blushed a bit, he gestured for Liz to sit in the chair next
to the one where he had been seated. Once she took her seat, he returned to
his, trying to grasp what about her seemed so different. Jarvis had told him
that she would surprise him, but the way she was acting so warmly toward him
confused Daniel. Liz had always treated his infatuation with her as an
annoyance, and over the last few years he accepted her cool demeanor toward
him. But now she seemed like a whole different woman, and it started to
rekindle his desire for her.
Once they were both seated,
Jarvis said, “Well Liz, Daniel is a little skeptical that you are on board with
the deal he was worked out for us. Please tell him how you feel about it.”
“Daniel, I know this seems
out of character for me, but I fully approve of Jarvis' plan and I am ready to
sign whatever is necessary to make it happen,” Liz answered. But what surprised
Daniel more than her answer was the way she leaned toward him and began rubbing
his thigh while she spoke.
“You understand that all
the assets and money you have will become his and his alone. By signing these
documents you will rescind any rights to it,” Daniel said, gesturing to the
stack of papers on the desk.
“I know and it is what I
want,” she answered, with her hand now getting closer to his crotch.
“Can someone please tell me
what is going on? I know this is Liz, but she is acting nothing like the woman
I have known for over ten years!” Daniel exclaimed, feeling his cock begin to
stiffen in his pants as a result of her kneading fingers.
“If you insist Daniel, tell
him Liz,” Jarvis said with a strange smile on his face.
When Liz responded with,
“Though I have been my husband's partner for over a decade, he has convinced me
to try a new approach and become his slave instead. Jarvis is now my Master,”
Daniel's eyes went wide. She had never shown any inclination, at least to him,
that she was submissive in any way, let alone willing to be a slave to her
“How is this possible?”
Daniel asked, now looking directly at Jarvis who was grinning.
“That, my friend, must
remain a secret for now, but I will explain everything to you once the deal and
our move is complete,” Jarvis said. Then he tossed a pen on top of the pile of
papers Daniel just placed on the desk and said, “Now show Liz where she needs
Liz stood up then and
picked up the pen, and then looking over her shoulder at Daniel, she said,
“Where do I need to sign sir?”
Daniel was still flustered
by Liz's revelation and the way she just spoke, her tone of voice was so sexy
and alluring. He stood up next to her and she rubbed her right breast against
his sleeve. Then, when he looked at her, she smiled at him seductively. She was
nothing like the woman he knew so well, she looked exactly like her, but her
behavior was entirely different. As he began to show her where to sign her name
before putting aside each document, she began a little dance, rubbing her body
against his between each application of her signature to a document.
Once they were moving along
nicely, Jarvis asked Daniel, “So how is Marissa doing?”
“As beautiful and bitchy as
ever,” Daniel answered, something he knew Jarvis understood. His wife was
fifteen years younger than him and had been a spoiled party girl when he
married her, but since he was a pudgy balding man she had seemed like quite a
catch in his mind. But she had always been a handful, usually defying him and
only being nice when she wanted something from him.
So when Jarvis asked him,
“Could you picture her acting like my new and improved Liz?” Daniel looked up
at him with a look of surprise.
“Not really,” he said
honestly, knowing Marissa as well as he did.
“I suppose you wouldn't,
but let us ask Liz what she thinks. Do you think I could make Marissa as
agreeable as you are now?” Jarvis asked his wife.
“Yes Master I am sure you
can and I do hope Daniel brings her to our island to find out how,” Liz answered,
not bothering to interrupt the flurry of documents she continued to sign.
“This is crazy Jarvis, what
exactly is going on here? This lady certainly looks like Liz, but she is
nothing like the one I remember,” Daniel said, clearly confused.
“Thank you sir, “Liz said.
“See what I mean? What do
you have some kind of magic potion?”
“Nothing quite so fantastic
my friend, and again, I promise to reveal all to you once we are situated in
our new life. Now please finish up because Liz is eager to make it up to you
for years of her rude behavior toward you.”
“Wait, what?” Daniel
replied in shock.
“Tell him Liz,” Jarvis
“We have a room set up for
us sir, and I am ready to pay for my years of unacceptable behavior towards
you. Once I have paid for my transgressions I hope you will make use of me the
way I always knew you wanted,” Liz said, as she reached back and caressed his
stiffening rod through his pants.
“Good lord Jarvis, is she
some kind of clone?”
“She is the real Liz and
once you finish with our business we can see to your bonus payment for your
help, and ultimately, your discretion,” Jarvis said, now smiling as brightly as
Daniel ever saw him.
He realized that whatever
was going on was not as important as this sudden turn in events. He knew all about
their kinky lifestyle, and had enjoyed the company of Rachel and Amy several
months ago, but this was his fantasy come true. It was no secret to Jarvis that
Daniel lusted for his wife, but even though he was fine with sharing her, she
had never shown the least bit of interest in him. Daniel had decided, then and
there, that what brought this about did not matter, he could not pass up this
chance to actually experience a sexual tryst with Liz.
With that in mind Daniel
said, “All right folks, if you aren't going to tell me anymore that's fine. Let’s
get this done so you can both burst my bubble and tell me this is all a joke,”
acting as if he still did not believe what Liz just said. He did hope it was
true, but it still seemed too incredible.
It took several more
minutes for Liz to sign off on all the documents needed to turn over all her
property and assets to Jarvis and relinquish any legal right to any future
earnings. Once she had signed dozens of documents and the last one was
finished, Daniel gathered up the papers and placed them back in his briefcase.
As he returned to his seat Daniel fully expected them to start laughing and
tell him this was all a joke.
But instead Jarvis said,
“Liz, prop yourself on the edge of the desk and show Daniel how eager you are
to please him.”
Daniel was shocked when he
saw Liz position her body directly in front of him and then lift her left leg
up to the top of the desk, bending it so she could place the sole of her shoe
on it. That motion drew up her micro dress and Daniel could not resist looking
directly between her parted thighs. She was not wearing panties and her cleanly
shaven pubic area offered nothing to disguise the extremely wet pussy that
Daniel had always wanted to fuck. What was even more surprising to Daniel was
the black disc covering her anus that he knew was the end of a butt plug.
“Do you like what you see
Danny?” Jarvis asked.
“Fuck yes, she looks ready
for a good fuck too,” Daniel replied, now believing that this was not only
real, it was fantastic!
Once again, Jarvis said,
“Tell him Liz.”
“I really do want you to
use me sir, but before you do I need to be punished for being such a bitch to
you. You were always kind and polite with me, but I barely gave you the time of
day. If it pleases you, I will go and prepare myself for you while my Master
discusses what he believes I deserve as payment for my past mistakes,” Liz
answered, her voice laced with a palpable sense of true desire.
Not knowing what else he
could say, Daniel said, “That is fine with me.”
Liz looked over her
shoulder and said, “Master?”
“Go get ready, we will join
you shortly,” Jarvis answered, and Liz made her way back to the door just as
sexily as she did when she originally entered.
After watching her walk
out, Daniel turned to Jarvis and now asked, “Is she hypnotized or something?”
“I promise to reveal
everything that is going on once my entourage and I are comfortably residing on
our island. But I will tell you that this is real, Liz has fully embraced her
new role with me. She is also serious about her desire to be punished by you,
she is already learning that pain ultimately cleanses her guilt and enhances
her sexual pleasure afterward. So are you up for this?” Jarvis asked.
“Wow!” Daniel said, and
then a question popped into his head and he asked, “This would really work on
someone like Marissa?”
“Liz isn't the first to be
transformed like this and I am certain it will work with anyone, male or
female. But for now I just need you to get everything done ASAP since we are
moving tomorrow and the sooner I am settled the sooner we can invite you and
your wife for an extended visit.”
“You think I want to make
Marissa like this new Liz?”
“I won't even answer that,
I'll just let you decide after your time with Liz. So are you up for whipping
“I prefer a cane or a
paddle,” Daniel answered almost jokingly, since he was never very good at using
a true whip. Unlike Jarvis, this was just a part time diversion from his busy
life, he was not nearly as into it as his friend Jarvis.
“I have several options
available for your use. Since you saw examples of how hard I trained my girls
Amy and Rachel, you should know Liz expects you to give it your all. No pulling
punches because she is my wife, she is a tough bitch and a good thrashing softens
her up nicely. She should be ready, are you?” Jarvis said, as he stood up and
started walking toward the door.
Daniel got to his feet and
said, “Why the hell not?”
Jarvis walked through the
door first and was confronted with a sight that made his dick throb. Liz was
standing in the middle of the room in her stockings and heels, but sans her
micro dress. Her nude body was on full display with her arms drawn up and out,
held by chains hanging from the ceiling that were attached to thick leather cuffs
on her wrists. Her mouth was gagged with a large rubber ball strapped so
tightly around her face that it drew her cheeks inward.
As the men approached her
Daniel saw the small table near her with several implements laying on it, while
the rest of the room was nearly bare. There was an open crate sitting in a
corner and he guessed that what he would use tonight would be packed up by
morning. After scanning the table he returned his gaze to Liz and now saw the
evidence of past whippings, most of her upper body bore the marks of recent
lashings. Only her freckled arms appeared unscathed and it was then that he
realized the way she had been dressed earlier was designed to disguise her
When they were just in
front of her, Jarvis said, “In all our years together Liz has never looked as
sexy as she does now, wouldn't you agree Danny?”
“She's fucking gorgeous! Is
this really about to happen?”
After picking up a paddle
and handing it to Daniel, Jarvis said, “That's up to you.”
Once Daniel took the paddle
he felt a surge of lust and he smiled broadly, and then stepped behind Liz. But
before he could do anything Jarvis asked, “Do you want her to dance? Or should
we cuff her ankles too?”
With a smirk of his own
Daniel replied, “Oh, I think watching her dance will be more fun!”
“OOOOOOMMMMMPPPHHHH!” Liz grunted when her rump exploded in pain.
Daniel definitely made her
dance with her legs suddenly flailing and her high heels making loud cracking
sounds when she stomped them on the floor. The large gag essentially stifled
her screams, but the sounds she did make were just as erotic to Daniel's
emerging sadistic side. Though this was his fantasy, now that he was actually
paddling the once dominant Liz's buttocks, he began to imagine delivering a
similar spanking to his own entitled wife.