by Alan Horn
I replied, “Yes, Master.”
I waited patiently, never moving a muscle. I knelt with my breasts thrust out, my back arched, my knees spread as wide as possible. I was looking down submissively, keeping the tops of my feet flat on the floor. I could hear the sounds of Master Jack and Lady Anna preparing for the day. I was hungry.
Jack said, “Stand up, Regina.” He unlocked her tether from her collar and picked up her nose leash. He locked her wrists to the back of her collar.
Lady Anna said, “Come here, Regina and kneel in front of me.” Lady Anna was sitting at her make up table, the chair pointing out, a hairbrush in her hand. Jack released her leash and let it dangle.
I felt an erotic shiver as the leash tugged at my already heavy nose ring. I walked over and knelt in front of Lady Anna, who said, “Regina, your hair is very disheveled.”
I said, “I am sorry Mistress. If you free my hands, I can take car of my hair. These chains are well designed, Mistress.”
Lady Anna said, “Not now. Turn around and scoot back. I'm finding the idea of brushing a beautiful, chained woman exciting. I suppose I can't be your maid very often, but the first time is ...arousing.” Now hold still.”
When she was finished with Regina's hair she said, “All right, stand up and walk forward two steps.”
Jack had been waiting patiently, watching his former and current wife. He found them both beautiful. But Regina was wonderfully erotic and gave him an uncomfortable erection. He supposed it was the newness of owning a beautiful slave girl. When she stood in display position before him he took hold of her leash. He found it very hard to take her down to breakfast. He said, “Are you ready to go down to breakfast, Anna?”
“I'm ready, shall we take Regina or leave her here?
“I'm sure she's hungry. And I think its time we started getting the staff accustomed to our new slave,” said Jack.
Jack and Anna went downstairs and into the dining room, Jack leading Regina by her nose leash.
When they entered the dining room, Stevens was standing by the kitchen door. Hesaid, ”Good Morning Lady Anna, Good Morning Sir,,,.” He paused when he saw Regina step into the room after Jack.
Jack said, “Stevens, this is Regina. As I told you last night, she is going to be living here.”
Stevens turned red and said, “Yes Sir, but she is frightfully under dressed. I'm sure cook and the rest of the staff will be very upset at her appearance.”
“Yes, Yes, Stevens,” Jack said. “I was at first, too. Dr. Benoit will be here at 10 to talk to the staff and explain why she is here and why she is naked and chained. For your information only, until Dr. Benoit talks to the staff, Anna and I have agreed to accept her as our slave. This is a government program and to be kept secret until they are ready to tell the public. Do you understand?”
Stevens looked perplexed. He replied, “Well, not really Sir. I'll keep the secret, but what do I tell the staff who see her before Dr. Benoit arrives?”
“For now,” Jack said, 'tell them she's a slave and has to stay that way' All right?”
Lady Anna and Jack sat at the dining table. Jack was at the head of the table, Lady Anna on his right. Regina, naked and chained knelt between them. Her nose leash fastened to a ring in the floor at the base of the table leg.
Breakfast was served by young maid who almost dropped her tray when she saw Regina. “Lady Anna, who's that lady? She has no clothes and she's all tied up.” “Its all right, Marie,” said Anna, “she is just a slave and they don't wear clothes. Ignore her.”
Marie served their breakfast and hurried out. Anna and Jack ate their breakfast and discussed affairs on the estate. Occasionally giving Regina a tiny tidbit. She nibbled it daintily from their fingers, politely licking them clean.
When they were finished Jack said, “Well, breakfast went well. Stevens and Marie were startled by Regina's appearance. But they didn't quit out of hand.”
Lady Anna reached out and rubbed Regina's head gently. Regina rubbed her head back against Lady Anna's hand and made a small moan akin to a purr.
Lady Anna, said softly, “We must make this work, Jack. I want to help Regina, and I want to feel her lips on me again.”
Jack said, “Be confident, Anna." "Remember Regina is the latest in more than a hundred mentally ill women placed in private homes. His method works and he has convinced all those other family's staffs to cooperate. Dr. Benoit will be here in a little while. Let's take care of Regina before he gets here.” He rose and went into the kitchen. Cook, he said, have you finished with that recipe?”
Cook answered, “Yes sir, But I wish you would let me add some spices or sugar or something. It tastes awful bland.”
“That's the way it is supposed to taste. Be sure you get enough supplies to make two batches a day from now on. That's all our new pet can eat. Put it in bowl and I will feed her.”
“Yes sir,” said cook. “Here it is.” She handed the bowl to Jack.
Jack carried the bowl back into the dining room. He asked, “Regina, do I understand that you are whipped to orgasm in the morning before you're fed? “Yes, Master.”
He released her leash from the ring on the floor and said, “Stand.” She gracefully stood and displayed herself. He continued, : Anna dear, what say we take her to the basement and do our chores, then feed her. We need to explore the new things anyway?”
“Wonderful idea, darling,” Anna said, standing. “Lead the way.”
Jack led Regina down to the basement with Anna trailing them. They passed Marie on the way who backed against the wall as if afraid she would be hurt. Anna said, in passing, “Don't worry Marie. We're taking her to the dungeon.” Marie fled to the kitchen.
In the large basement room they found it had been cleaned out. The room was now dominated by a large metal cage, now containing a bed and a bucket. There was an impressive lock on its single door. There was a solid looking pillory. Several chains hung from hoists on the ceiling. A large 'X' shaped frame festooned with straps and buckles leaned on a wall. A leather covered bench with a curved top, a metal clamp for the neck, and also with many straps. There was a waist high u-shaped metal bar bolted to the floor. The walls and floor had many rings for attaching slaves. There were also several bulky items they didn't recognize.
Jack led Regina to the bar, and said, ”This looks perfect for your inaugural whipping and orgasm. What do you think?”
I said, “Yes , Master. I have been whipped on a similar bar many times. It is perfect.”
“Regina, are you looking forward to the whip?
“Master, I have come to both fear and love the whip. It always takes me to the brink of orgasm. A punishment whipping that is very hard and lasts a long time leaves me tender and sore. It always corrects my behavior for a little while. But I will have increasingly strong orgasms as long as I am whipped. I do not ask you to be lenient or punishing. That is entirely your decision. I will love it, however you do it.”
“Interesting, however we whip you it is part punishment and part reward. Do you mean that you orgasm just to the whip?”
“Oh No, Master, the whip never makes me orgasm. It just gets me really hot and needing to come. I can't come unless my nipples, lips or clit are touched.”
“I'll have to think about that. Bend over the bar. Do I need to fasten you?” Jack asked.
“No, Master. I will scream at a hard whipping. You may want to gag me.”
“Good idea. Stand here.” He went over to the chest of drawers and shortly came back with a large leather ball on a strap. Open wide” He inserted the ball with some difficulty and buckled the strap behind her head. “Now bend over,” he said.
He chose a long single tailed whip from the rack and quickly gave her a stroke across her perfect ass. The thong whipped quickly across her ass, leaving an instant red line.
I jumped a little and a moan escaped my gag. He drew back his arm for another stroke, but he stayed his hand before he swung. My body was spasming gently. The mus
cles contracting in sequence as if I were pressing my innards toward my ass. I moaned again and he struck. Another red line below the first. My body's spasms increased in frequency and strength. I moaned more loudly, my breath coming in noisy gasps. He gently stroked my cunt with one finger and I squealed into my gag, spasmed strongly, and went limp. I had experienced a strong orgasm after only two strokes of the whip.
He paused and watched the vivid red lines grow broad pink umbras. Slowly growing wider on her buttocks.
I, avidly watching her whipping, was enthralled. This was hot. I felt time slow down. I saw the whip slowly caress Regina's tender skin. Depressing it slowly by inches as its terrible, geometrically perfect curve descended. The contact point traveled across the left cheek over the divide. On across the right cheek, until the tip wrapped around her body and caressed her belly. It was erotic as hell. I wanted to wield the whip. I wanted to feel the whip caress my ass. Before I had done it and seen it, I had not been able to understand the fascination whipping a girl held. It was a glimpse into a world of perfection. Where every action had a consequence and none were bad.
Jack felt Regina's loins, tweaking her rings as he passed and found they were very wet. He said to Anna, “ Two quick, hard blows took only a few seconds to orgasm and she is sopping. Actually, I found it hard to stop. It felt very good to whip her. Would you like to try?
“You want to whip me, Jack?” I asked, half hoping that was what he meant.
“No, no, of course not. Would you like to whip her. She really likes it, apparently,” Jack demurred.
“Yes, it looked like fun. Should I try a different whip, you think? “I asked.
“This one worked like magic, but they all look like they will work well on such a willing subject. Whatever you want, my dear.”
I took the whip from Jack's hand and raised my arm. “Two more," I said. I brought my arm down as hard as I could, aiming just below Jack's work. The stripe flared instantly, perfectly placed.
Regina jumped a little and gave a long low moan. I gently squeezed her clit, pulling it a little. Herbody spasmed again, instantly reaching a second climax.
I raised my arm to give Regina her second stripe, holding it aloft briefly. I was amazed. I would never have believed a girl could orgasm so quickly, so many times. I also would never have believed it possible for a girl to hold so motionless for a whipping. I knew that I would have fled at the first touch of that whip. The pain must have been incredible. Such stoicism was amazing, unless, maybe it really didn't hurt as much as I thought. I gave Regina her promised second stripe and flicked her labia rings lightly with one finger. Regina orgasmed instantly. Gasping and clenching her belly, her thigh muscles twitching rapidly. She squirted silvery streams of love juices down her legs. I felt hot, my belly was contracting, and i felt love juices on my own legs. I realized I was coming, just from making Regina orgasm. I quickly thrust the whip into Jack's hand and grabbed hold of his arm.
Jack took hold of my arms and worriedly asked if I was all right. I just said I felt funny and needed to sit down. He easily picked me up and took me to a chair and sat down with me in his arms. I felt safe and loved. I realized I wanted to submit to him as I had seen Regina do. I wanted to be whipped by him. I felt my loins contract and I wanted him in her so bad. I snuggled close and shoved my hand into his crotch and massaged his erect penis. I said, “Jack, take me. Right here. He looked at me. I could see lust in his eyes. I slid off his lap and knelt before him, my knees spread wide, my back arched, and I thrust my breasts at him. I said, "I want to be your slave too. Whip me. Whip me to orgasm like you did her.”
Whipping Regina had aroused Jack too. He had planned to fuck Regina, but this was even better. To Anna he would make love. He gently stood her up and said “Strip, wench.” He turned back to Regina and locked her nose leash to a floor ring holding her bent over the bar.
I stripped as he removed his pants. Our coupling was noisy but short. We were both so primed that we climaxed together very quickly. Jack stood up and pulled me to a chair. He sat down and pulled my body down across his lap. He used his left arm to hold me there and his right to spank me slowly but powerfully on my ass. I lay there, too stunned and aroused to move. I felt his hard hand strike first my left, then my right ass cheek. They hurt, but my arousal was stronger. I began to moan, loudly and deeply as I felt his hard hand warm my bottom. I felt his erection quickly growing under me as my arousal spiked. After ten or so spanks, he lifted me up, spun me around as if she were weightless, and sat me down on his lap, facing him. I wrapped my legs around his torso. He lowered he me onto his erect penis, spearing into my overheated vagina. I squealed as his cock slid between my well-lubricated lips. I started bouncing up and down, helped by his big hands on my waist. We orgasmed simultaneously, again, and I collapsed into him.
We both stayed on the stool saying nothing. My legs still wrapped around him and his penis lodged comfortably inside me. "Jack," I whispered in his ear, "I would like being your slave. I could feel him growing larger in me. I was thrilled. He wanted me. Time passed.
Suddenly, Jack said, “Dr. Benoit is due shortly. We had better get dressed.”
I remembered and gasped, he lifted me to my feet, and we both started getting dressed.
After Jack was dressed and before I had finished, Jack went to the dresser and removed two nipple clamps. He came to me, caressed my nipples until they were hard rocks then gently put one clamp on each nipple. I gave a quick inhale of breath when each clamp closed on my tender flesh. He laid a finger across my lips and said, "Anna, darling, I want you to wear these. When Dr. Benoit has left and we are alone in our bedroom I will determine when they should come off." They hurt like crazy. They were like being bitten by tiny devils. I wanted to protest, but I couldn't. My husband had become my master. I had submitted to him. He owned me and I had to wear those terrible clamps.
After they were standing and dressed, Jack went to where I was still bent over the rail. He released my leash, ordered me up and wiped my loins with a cloth from the dresser. “Kneel,” he ordered. JHe lay my food bowl on the floor in front of me. “Eat,” he said.
I said, “Yes, Master,” and lowered my head into the bowl. I quickly ate all of the tasteless gruel and licked the bowl clean. I raised back into the kneeling display position and said, “Done, Master.”
Jack picked up my's leash and said, “Up.”
I stood into standing display position.
Jack said, “Anna, Dr. Benoit should be here any minute. Let's have Regina wait in the small sitting room until the Dr. is ready for her. Stevens will be gathering the staff soon.”
I stood up, wincing as my nipple clamps rubbed against my clothing, and said, ”All right. I hope this works.”
Together we walked up the stairs into the hall, and into the sitting room, Jack leading Regina by her leash. On the way we passed Stevens and Jack asked him when he was going to bring all of the staff into the study. Jack led Regina to a column between two large windows, turned her to face the center of the room. He locked the back of her collar to a ring set into the column. He clipped the end of her nose leash to the front of her collar.
Do not make a sound unless told,” Jack said to Regina.
“Yes, Master,” I said.
Jack said to me, "I'm going to go wait for the Doctor in front. Will you stay with Regina, or go to the study?"
"I'll wait here until the staff is ready," I said. Jack left and I looked at Regina. "You need something," I said. I know. I went to the garden and came back a few minutes later with some roses and a leather strip. I cut the stem of one perfect rose to 5 inches. Then I wound the leather around the stem, making a ball and covering all the thorns. I went to Regina and deftly inserted the stem into her pussy so that the rose was smug to her rings. "Now keep that in place or I will take off the leather and let the thorns anchor it," I said.
Regina's thoughts flew. She was humiliated and exhilarated.
Jack waited for Dr. Benoit at h
is front door. Stevens had already gathered the staff in the library. Lady Anna moved an armchair next to Regina, facing the door, and waited.
When the Doctor arrived, Jack greeted him warmly and escorted him to the library.
All two dozen staff members were already there, some seated, most standing. There were several whispered conversations going on. Which instantly quieted when Jack arrived. He said, "I have called you here so that Dr. Benoit can explain to you about our new arrival and what is expected of you. Lady Anna and I already know about Regina and have decided she will stay with us. Dr. Benoit will explain the unusual circumstances involved. Please listen carefully to him. All right, Doctor, proceed, please."
Dr. Benoit stood and told everyone much the same history that he had told Jack and Anna the night before. There were many questions. Finally, Dr. Benoit asked Jack to bring Regina in. Jack said, "Stevens, will you go tell Lady Anna we are ready for Regina?"
When my Mistress inserted the rose into my pussy, I was shocked, to say the least. She had me stand in front of a mirror and look at myself. The rose was both shockingly erotic and a beautiful addition that set off my coloring. It matched both my hair and my lipstick. Even so, I would be horribly embarrassed for anyone else to see it peeking out of my pussy like I was a vase. But that was just what was going to happen. I would soon be standing in front of my master's household staff with everything hanging out and a rose in my twat! I knew I shouldn't feel embarrassed by anything I was made to do. It wasn't my choice, but that didn't affect how I felt.
Lady Anna ordered me to tell her about my time with Master Jack. I'm afraid I just babbled about how I had treated him badly and wanted to make it up to him. How I was a terrible bedmate. Almost frigid and I couldn't bring myself to tell him what I needed. How I had been such a fool and wanted him to punish me, to cleanse me of blame. She just looked at me with a frown on her face.
Chapter 6 - Introduction
Stevens opened the door and told Lady Anna that Jack was ready for me. My mistress took my leash and led me to a large room. To my horror I faced filled with twenty or more people, mostly rather shocked looking women. I was led to Master Jack who said, "Nice rose, slave." I'm afraid I was blushing the same shade as the rose. I was so ashamed. I was naked and helplessly chained and being led around by my damned nose. I wanted to scream, 'Its not my fault.' But I knew, deep in my heart that, not only was it my fault that I was slave, but also that I loved it and I was getting aroused. I was a slut. I wanted to be controlled. My God.