004

JULIA

Finally, I was going cum again. Not only would I probably cum when I was whipped, but Master always liked to take me after he'd punished me. I was dripping at the thought. I collected the punishment tools which were still sitting about outside from when Lisa was punished earlier. Since it appeared we wouldn't be returning to the pool, I also grabbed everything else left out here like the strapless, the ropes, the blindfold; and returned them all to their proper place. I then joined the others who were already waiting in the basement. Master and Chen were standing next to Janet. Master had already help Chen fasten Janet to one of the punishment suspensions, a spreader bar holding her legs apart. Janet was excited. Her pussy fluids were already running down her leg and her punishment hadn't even started yet. She was anticipating her first whipping from her Master. Lucia, Rhonda and Lisa were sitting on the couch. Lucia was sitting in Rhonda's lap. They'd occasionally kiss or hug. Rhonda's hand was between Lucia's legs, though not yet fondling her.

I handed Master the 'Enforcer' and the nine stranded cat Master liked to use on his slaves. He fastened me up beside Janet. Rather than tie my legs apart, he simply told me to keep them spread. Like the good little slave I was, I obeyed.

"Let's establish some early rules," Master said. "Janet, have you established a safe word yet?"

"Yes, Master Scott. It's kumquat."

"Good word. Hard to mistake. You do realize what we're doing here? I'm going to show Chen how to punish you with a paddle and a whip by demonstrating on Julia. Then he will do the same to you. You may stop it at any time by using your safe word. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master Scott."

"Chen, almost all punishments and punishment instruments have the same general rules. Mistress Dark demonstrated hot wax to us and the rules for that are much the same as for a new punishment. Test it on yourself first, especially anything which you haven't used before. When you use your hand, you get instant feedback from how hard you're striking someone. You don't when you're using anything else, so you need to know how much it's going to hurt. We'll start with the 'Enforcer', which can only be applied to her bottom.

"Since we're applying pain to Janet, it's important she receive some pleasure too. Lucia, could you lick Janet to an orgasm while Lisa licks Julia?"

Oh good, I was finally going to cum. I was dying for sex. Lisa was on me in a second. I moaned so loud when her lips hit my slit.

"Si, señor," Lucia laughed. "Gladly. Janet is a beautiful woman and I'd love to taste her cunt."

Janet blushed again. She still hadn't gotten over her habit of being embarrassed by the slightest mention of her lady parts in front of others. Lucia got off Rhonda's lap after giving her a kiss and knelt in front of Janet's open legs, leaning in to run her tongue up her twat. Both of us were on the edge. It took almost no time for me to smear my cum on Lisa's face, thrusting my hips at her as I shivered through my climax. Janet was right behind me. Between us the bed frame as shaking as we trembled through our orgasms.

"Pleasure," Master said, "releases endorphins in the body which helps your slave tolerate more pain. Often, in the middle of their punishment, I'll let them have another one. You'll see the handle of the 'Enforcer' is phallic shaped and it makes a great tool for getting your slave off again when she might need it.

"To get a feeling for how this will feel on your slave's buttocks, whack yourself with it a couple times. Assume she can tolerate what you're able to tolerate. If it's too hard for you, it's too hard for her."

Master smacked his upper thigh, demonstrating, though I knew he was aware of how hard he could strike me, he'd done it so often. The next blow landed on me. Delicious pain, sharp and sudden, the heat spreading throughout my body, from my loins to my nipples. Again, Master, I thought, hit me again, and he did and I loved it, groaning for him. After a dozen strokes, I was weeping, tears streaking down my cheeks. I knew my ass had to be flame red.

"She's crying," Rhonda said. "You're hurting her; you have to stop."

"No, Master," I cried out. "A couple more and I'll cum."

Master smiled at me and it wasn't two more, it was one. I moaned and trembled and Master used the handle of the 'Enforcer' to make me cum harder. Before I was done cumming, the handle was soaked to the point Lisa had lick it clean before he could continue.

"The slave has her safe word to stop the punishment if she needs to. If they don't say anything, you continue," Master said.

"Those were tears of pain," Rhonda said.

"The difference between good pain and bad pain," I panted. "It hurt but it felt good. The heat the paddle created in my bottom spread throughout my body. My cunt was on fire, even though he didn't strike me there."

"You're a masochist," Rhonda said.

"I'm not," I denied. "I'm just a slave." Suddenly, I had a wonderful idea. "I can prove it to you."

"How?"

"I'll make you cum while I'm whipping you." The whip better than the paddle for cumming. I nearly always orgasmed with the whip. "But if I do; you need to agree to serve me as a slave until tomorrow night."

Lucia piped up. "Rhonda isn't a slave and doesn't have a slave mentality. We cum because we are slaves. Are you sure you can make her cum?"

"Yes, I am."

"What do you mean serve you as a slave?" Rhonda asked.

"You must do as I say, obey me implicitly if I give you an order. Everything you've seen me or anyone else do as a slave while you've been here. You'll wear a collar and cuffs and be subject to additional punishment if you disobey."

Rhonda thought about it. "I won't fuck any men while I'm a slave."

"I won't make you fuck any men unless you beg me to."

"Fat chance of that happening."

Poor girl. She'd never worn a Slave Trainer. You'd be surprised what you'd beg for in order to cum.

"What about if I don't cum? What do I win?"

"What would you want?" I asked.

Rhonda was quiet, thinking about it. "From now until next Saturday, you must service Lucia and I exclusively, not your Master and not Lisa. I will come over here after work and you'll lick me to orgasm before I go to sleep and again as soon as I get up. You'll be my sex toy, not Scott's. You'll pleasure us often every evening before I go back to work."

It would be very hard being without Master and Lisa for a week. On the other hand, I was generally spending every other night with Lucia anyway, at least before Rhonda arrived, and I had no objection to being Rhonda's sex toy as well. But I didn't plan on losing either and if I didn't, Master might enjoy the results.

"Master," I said, "I can't enter this bet without your permission. I would be removing myself as your slave for a week. Even if I win, I plan to spend twenty four hours training Rhonda to be the perfect slave."

"How confident are you you'll win the bet?" Master whispered.

I looked at Rhonda. She was feeling very secure. She didn't believe she would cum from being whipped. She thought she was going to have my exclusive sexual services for a week. Perhaps she was right, but I liked my chances.

I whispered back. "It's not a hundred percent certain, Master. I can't guarantee she'll cum. I'd say eighty percent."

"I'll have to punish you if you lose for doing without your services for a week. You'll probably wear the Slave Trainer for two days when you're returned to me."

He knew how to hurt me. I could care less if he whipped or paddled me. Being without him for a week was worse than that, but the Slave Trainer for two days was horrible. Still it might be worth it with odds of four to one I wouldn't lose.

"If Rhonda loses, she'll be wearing the Slave Trainer as well, Master," I softly said. "She doesn't know what it's like to wear one and how desperately she'll want to cum. As a free woman, she's off limits to us both. As a slave, she's available for both of us to fuck."

Master smiled at me. "Let's give it a shot then, shall we?"

"Yes, sir."

"For my part," Master said to Rhonda, "I'll let my slave make this bet."

"Then it's a done deal, Rhonda, as I agree to your terms."

Rhonda leaned back on the couch and pulled Lucia into her lap and kissed her. "It looks like we have a new sex toy to play with, Lucia."

"I wouldn't be so confident," Lucia said. "It's at least a fifty-fifty chance you'll lose."

"You said it yourself," Rhonda said. "I'm not a slave, nor do I have a slave mentality."

Lucia shrugged, watching me. "Julia's fairly confident. We'll see. Either way, I can't lose. I'll enjoy you joining me for a day as a sex slave."

Rhonda was a lot less confident when Janet orgasmed twice while being paddled and we both climaxed twice more while being whipped, front and back. When I started shivering uncontrollably after Master whipped my cunt, she was visibly concerned. She should be. I may be more responsive than Rhonda because I was a slave, but she orgasmed quickly herself if the frequency of her sex with Lucia was any indication. Of course, Master fucked me hard when he was done. I orgasmed three more times as he sluiced in my cunt, still hanging, but with my legs wrapped around him. I was screaming in pleasure.

Janet did the same when Chen fucked her. We were both released to clean our Master's cocks. My cum covered his prick. I'd cum six times already tonight and I planned on cumming more often.

"Chen," Master asked. "Do you think you'll have any trouble punishing your slave for disobedience in the future?"

"No. It was relatively straightforward and I loved how my slave seemed to enjoy it."

"Master," I said, "I'd like your permission to wear my slave jewelry so I may lend Rhonda mine."

"Done," he said.

"You haven't won our bet yet, Julia," Rhonda warned.

"You won't wear the collar unless I win, but you need to wear the cuffs so I can secure you to the suspension bar. If I lose, you may immediately remove them, but I'd get comfortable wearing them if I were you." I smiled at her.

"Fine."

I went upstairs and retrieved my slave jewelry. Master removed the leather ones and replaced it with the metal. I started dripping again when I heard the lock click around my neck. I tossed the cuffs to Rhonda.

"Since you're not yet a slave, you'll put these on yourself. I'll put the collar around your neck if you lose."

Rhonda put the cuffs on her ankles. She needed Lucia's assistance to put her wrist cuffs on. I called her up to the bed frame when she was done and suspended her from the beam. I used the spreader bar to part her legs. Master and Chen had a seat on the couch and pulled their slaves into their laps so they could enjoy the show. I ran my hands over her body, lightly tracing her curves. She shivered; a good sign, I thought.

Turning her so her bottom was facing her audience, I stroked her ass.

"Is this not an exquisite ass. I've really only seen one to match it," I said.

"Marcia," they all said, all of them having seen Marcia's magnificent bottom a week ago. "Though Zoe's was always a close second," Master said, "at least until she started adding weight during her pregnancy."

"I know how much you love Zoe's ass, Master, but now you have another one to admire. Solid," I squeezed, "firm; a delightful piece of ass. I'm sure she'd fetch lots of money on the slave block based upon her ass alone. And the fact it's mounted on these gorgeous legs is icing on the cake." I ran my fingers up her inner thighs. I could feel the heat emanating from her cunt. I turned her around so she was facing them. It was important she knew she had an audience.

"Lucia, would you like to do the honor of giving Rhonda her orgasm?"

"Gladly." She rose from the couch.

"Wait a minute," Rhonda protested. "Her licking me to an orgasm doesn't count!"

"Of course not," I replied. "The only way you'll lose the bet is if you cum while I'm lashing you. This is the orgasm you receive to release endorphins. Janet and I were prepared this way for our punishment and you should be too."

"Very well," she said, mollified. "You may continue, Lucia." Every woman likes a good cunt licking.

Lucia knelt in front of her and started licking. Of course, I started working on her, as Lucia worked, remembering what Sam had said about engaging the largest sex organ, your brain.

I stood behind her with my breasts pressed against her back and my hand around her waist. "Have you ever so blatantly orgasmed with an audience before?" I whispered. "Do you see the cocks of the two men? They're erect, even after recently cumming, just watching you squirm in pleasure. I know you care nothing for cock, but how does it feel to be so desired by two men who would love nothing more than to slip into your dripping cunt right now? Or the two women, who would love to feel your legs wrapped around their heads as they drank of your sweet nectar like Lucia is now. Of course, as a slave, you will be dining on all the women of the house. I don't even think you should have use of your hands, which I'll confine behind your back. They'll soak your face in feminine fluids as you lick their cunts."

It didn't take long for Rhonda to cum. She was writhing on Lucia's tongue in no time, primed for her whipping. Lucia kissed her after, letting Rhonda taste herself on her lips. Lucia took a seat again. I picked up the whip and showed it to her. I loosely trailed the strands over her skin, the leather soft and the touch light. Her nipples were swollen to big bullets.

"Your nipples seem so sensitive," I said as the strands touched them, causing her to shiver. "They'll love the sting of the whip. You might even cum from having your breasts whipped alone, let alone your cunt."

I ran a finger through her sex, totally soaked from her orgasm and who knew what thoughts were floating around in her brain. Her clit was protruding from her hood. I touched it. "You're very wet," I said. "What will your clit think when I whip it?" She shivered again.

"What safe word would you like to use?" I whispered, my breath soft against her ear.

"What would you suggest?" She asked.

"Slave," I answered, "for that is what I'm going to turn you into."

"In your dreams," she said.

"And yours," I replied. "Your toughness is a front. You've wanted nothing more your entire life than to kneel to a strong woman."

I was playing to her fears. She had to be a little afraid she was going to cum. It wouldn't hurt for her to think she had some slave in her.

"Not 'slave'," she said. "Mistress."

"You're calling me Mistress already. You're making me drip," I laughed.

"No, I'll use 'Mistress' as my safe word."

Wrong choice of a safe word, but she didn't want 'Slave'. "Fine. Get used to saying it. You realize you may only use your safe word if you know in your heart you can't withstand being whipped even once more. If you can tolerate the next, you can't say it. I shall think you a wimp if you can't take what Janet and I took without complaint and we took both a paddle and the whip."

"Get on with it then."

I stood in front of her when I tested the whip on myself and I smacked my own breasts, then my cunt, smiling at her. "Perfect," I said. I was lucky I didn't cum when I whipped myself, I was so turned on.

The connotation of whipping is horrific. People's minds turn to depictions of the most egregious examples they're familiar with, which is usually something from a film where somebody's skin is flayed from their body with a bullwhip or similar. As a black woman, Rhonda probably knew of examples where slaves were cruelly scarred with whips after escape attempts. The scene in "Outlander" where Jamie Frasier is whipped until his back was a bloody mess in an English prison an example of what I'm speaking about. Despite witnessing Janet and I being whipped, even our tits and twat, and not suffering unduly, even cumming during the process, she's unable to erase the memories of what's already there, in her head. She knew she wouldn't be permanently marked, but she was expecting the worst; debilitating pain or similar. Her body clenches in anticipation of what she expects to feel, and when it's not as bad as she expects, Rhonda relaxes. When she relaxes, she opens herself up to an orgasm; one I'm more than content to give her.

I smack her bottom a few times, letting her get used to the whip, how much or how little it hurts compared to her anticipation, then I start spreading it around. Her legs, her back, her tight ass. Her flinching in anticipation or response has almost stopped. She's accustomed to worse pain. I'm sure her sparring with Lucia was much rougher and more painful.

"It's not as bad as you thought, is it?" I whisper, while playing with a nipple.

"No," she breathed, as her nipple tightened to a taut puckered bud.

"That's good, as I'm about to whip the front of your body," I said.

She tightened up again, dreading it, but the first few land on her flat stomach, some just above her belly button, some below, but nothing too bad. I take a little off and hit the undersides of her breasts.

"Aaah," she whimpered, feeling the sting, a few tears leaking from her eyes. Looking directly in her face, the next one stings the prominent spikes on her chest. A quick hiss of breath, feeling the warmth spread, then melt away. I lick it, suckling away the pain before delivering another blow to her sensitive buds, and another, the stripes not even visible on her dark skin, though I know they're there. I land another blow on her belly, her muscles flicking under the skin. One lower over her mound, so she knows where the next few are going.

I hold her gaze, staring at her, and twirl the next one up into her sex, the lips parted from her position and her arousal.

"Mother fuck!" Rhonda exclaims, the lashes stinging the tender flesh. Before it has a chance to melt away, I strike her again, making sure to flick her clit.

"Christ!" She groaned, then surprise over her face as she starts shaking, cumming before our eyes, wide eyed in wonder as she surrendered to a powerful orgasm.

Not one to let a good orgasm die on the vine, I drop the whip and shoved three fingers in her pulsating cunt and kiss her hard, grinding myself up against her body, clinging to her ass. I keep her cumming for over a minute and her pussy was still throbbing when I pull my fingers out and thrust them into her mouth.

"You will call me Mistress," I said.

She's still gasping and panting, unable to catch her breath, but she looks at me and nods, then her eyes lower, beaten.

First, I remove her spreader bar and she puts her legs together to hide the fluids running down her legs. I release her hands. "On your knees, slave."

She drops to her knees, surprisingly compliant. "Lucia, bring me this slave's collar."

Lucia brings me my own collar and I place it around Rhonda's neck, tight enough she can feel it. "Good girl," I said. "You will have to learn to kneel better than that, but your first task is to pleasure your Mistress. I need to cum and it's good you're a lesbian and won't need to be trained."

She placed her hands on my hips and orally caressed me until I climaxed, grinding my cunt against her as I did, smearing myself on her face. When I let go of her head, she made as if she was going to wipe her face off.

"You'll leave our cum on your face until I tell you to wipe it off. Lucia, would you like to enjoy the services of a new slave girl. I can vouch for the pleasure of her tongue."

"I'd like it very much, Julia. New slaves are always so much fun."

I pointed to Lucia, her legs spread on the couch. "Your next task. You will do each of the other women. They like a good cunt licking as much as I do. Crawl over there, slave," I said when she started to stand. "You're not yet ready to stand in the presence of other dominants. You have too much to learn." She dropped back to her knees. "Acknowledge my commands, slave."

"Yes, Mistress."

As I watched Rhonda crawl across the floor and bury her face in Lucia's pussy, I said, "Master, I have a suggestion. Chen is closing on his new house on Monday. Why don't we let Chen and Janet spend the night both tonight and tomorrow night. Since we know how to use hot wax now, we can let Janet experience it tomorrow, plus she can enjoy the services of this new slave while we have her. And since I'll be spending the night training the new slave, I was wondering if I might suck your cock before you retire."

"That's a very thoughtful suggestion, Julia. Chen, why don't you spend the weekend here. If you have more questions or other things you wish to learn about sex slaves or being a dominant, we can discuss them or try them out. You can go to the closing with Lisa on Monday. By the way, the insurance adjuster said that you'd be receiving a thousand dollars for the broken door on your house. I'm sure I can get the work done for less and you can keep the balance."

"Thank you, Scott. I'm inclined to take your suggestion. Janet, would you like to stay this weekend?"

"Whatever Master desires," Janet replied demurely.

"You may sit on the couch and let the new slave give you an orgasm."

"Thank you, sir." Janet took a seat on the couch waiting for her turn.

Master directed me to my knees at his feet and I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking. He was quickly hard. I was proud to suck Master's prick in front of Chen, to show him how subservient a proper slave could be.

"We need to go shopping tomorrow, buy a new TV, some replacement furniture," Master said to Chen. He started thrusting into my throat. "Perhaps there's some additional slave gear or jewelry you'd wish to obtain for your slave."

"I'm going to need additional furniture as well. Lisa's house is bigger than mine and I still have the measurements I took."

As they spoke, I continued sucking my Master. He climaxed when he fucked me after my punishment, but the activities of the evening had stimulated him. Watching me make Rhonda cum and turn her into my slave had aroused him and it didn't take long before he grunted and inundated my throat with his cream. I waited until his throbbing ended, then cleaned up behind myself, waiting patiently for him to release me. Rhonda had gone from Lucia to Lisa and was pleasuring her. Lisa was moaning in pleasure. I was so happy for her. The day had been rough on her and it was nice she could orgasm now. Soon, she'd be spending the night alone with Master, receiving all of his attention.

"Are you finished with me, sir?" I asked. "If you are, I may need some items from our room for the new slave."

"Yes, thank you, Julia. I'll see you in the morning."

"If it's no trouble, Master. The new slave should enjoy the affect of a butt plug up her ass. If it's all right with you, I'll take the one in Lisa's ass. You may want to use her ass tonight anyway."

"No problem.

I stood and moved over to the couch where Rhonda pleasured Lisa. I stroked her hair, leaning over the back of the couch while she climaxed, whispering, "Take good care of our Master tonight. He's all yours. I'll be training a new slave."

"Thank you, Julia," Lisa panted. "If Master has anything left, I'll drain it out of him."

"I know you will, sister slave. When you ate Rhonda's cunt this afternoon, how did she taste?"

"I enjoyed licking her cunt, Julia. She tastes good."

"Nice to know. I shall have to sample her later. Master said I may have your butt plug for the new slave. When she's done with you, could you remove it, clean it and leave it in Lucia's room?"

"Of course, Julia."

"Lucia, may I have your assistance," I said. "I have to get some items out of Master's room for Rhonda's training." Rhonda shivered a little as I spoke, but dutifully continued licking Lisa's cunt. "Just let me get the whip and the 'Enforcer'. We'll need both of those as well."

"Of course, Julia. What sorts of plans do you have for your new slave?"

"Lots and lots of things. She's going to know what it's like being a sex slave like us. She'll be thoroughly used, I assure you."

Rhonda shivered again. This was going to be so much fun.

I picked up the whip and the paddle. "When you're done with Janet, slave, you're to wait on your knees until I or Lucia comes to fetch you. Our cum is to remain on your face. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

We went upstairs to prepare.