MASTER AND BABY : A Tale of Erotic Submission

by J. J. MacGuire

  It was so heavenly, I could feel and hear myself purring, then she brought out a paddle and stepped behind me. Smack. She struck me hard on my right cheek and I screamed out. I hadn't been prepared for the pain that shot through me. Zack always took me to this level slowly, building to the heavy hits. Smack came the paddle on my other cheek.

  Already I was whimpering and only two swats. Zack would be embarrassed if I didn't get control of myself. Again and again the swats peppered my ass and I tried to count them. I had gone from whimper to crying like a baby. Tears streamed down my cheeks. Could I use my safe words? Should I use my safe words? Were there any safe words?

  The slow burn had started in my core as the pain tried to dissipate through my body. I gulped for air when she stopped and moved to look at the machine.

  Pointing to the paper she said to Zack, "See here where it changes, look back on the chart and see the fur. See the similarities."

  "Yes, very interesting."

  She picked up another pencil and noted something on the paper.

  I was still sniffling a little when she turned back to me and ran her index finger around the outer edges of my right breast. "You’re doing fine, Baby," she said then pinched both nipples hard.

  "Are you comfortable, Baby?"

  "Yes, ma’am."

  She pinched them both again. "You will address me as Mistress Bergenia, from now on. No shorting it." She pinched again, "Is that understood?"

  "Yes, Mistress Bergenia."

  "Good, girl." She cupped my pussy in her hand. I felt her finger enter me and move the short dildo Janice had put there earlier. She turned it on. I felt it pressing against the walls inside me, rotating around and around. The plug in my ass moved as well and she caught me holding my breath.

  "Breath, Baby." Whoosh, I exhaled and gulped for air. "Baby, do you trust Zack?"

  "With my life, Mistress Bergenia," I said looking Zack directly in the eyes.

  "You know Zack would never let harm come to you?"

  "Yes, Mistress Bergenia, I know that for a fact," I said smugly.

  "Good, girl," she said pinching both nipples again hard enough to bring tears to my eyes once more. She released them, leaned down and licked both once.

  She was petting my clit again, then there was a pressure as a clip was attached and what felt like a weight was swung from it. The little dildo was still rolling and I was beginning to feel flush.

  She turned and spoke with Zack in low whispers, ending in a peal of laughter from both. She moved to a table across the way and picked up a pitcher and cup with a straw. I watched as she poured the liquid into the cup and brought it over to me, offering me a sip on the straw. I hadn't even known I was parched. I took a big sip of water and rolled it around my mouth before swallowing.

  "Now, let's have a little fun, shall we?"

  CHAPTER 17

  My cage was being rattled and Mistress Bergenia faded. "Baby, time to get up." Groggily, I moved to rub my eyes and groaned when I pulled hard on the cuffs. I was still strapped in, and my ass had gone numb. Numb was good right now. I shifted a bit so I could rub my face on my upper arm. I knew I hadn't gotten much rest last night, between the dream and the wool blanket under me. I groaned again.

  "Come on, Baby, rise and shine." I fixed Kitten with the meanest stare I could muster, and she laughed, "You're going to have to do better then that, Baby. That look wouldn't scare a fly."

  I wanted to lay here, scratchy blanket and all and muse over my dream. Had it really been a year since I had graduated? A year with Master, our anniversary was here.

  I looked out at Kitten through the mesh of the cage and started to cry. I had graduated with honors and look where I was – in a cage, not my Masters bed. Mistress Bergenia would skin me alive. I sighed, thinking, just as Master had done. Sniffling a little, I again rubbed my eyes on my arm.

  Kitten opened the cage door and move behind it to release me. I sat up in the cage. "Come on, Baby, out." I had to undo my feet; in a way another form of humiliation and I cried in my heart a little more.

  What was today? Egad Sunday. Looking at the clock it was six o'clock. I had to get up. Master had told me we were going to do something special today, just the two of us, to celebrate our year together. I wondered if he still wanted to after how bad I had been.

  I crawled out of the cage and stood. I caught a glimpse of my backside in the mirror, red and raw. I slowly made my way to the bathroom and removed my cuffs, placing them on the table next to the door. Leaning over and taking off my ankles, I sighed again thinking: "Only when I am displeased will you have to do for yourself," Master had said once. This meant he was still upset.

  Turning on the water I soaped up and rinsed off quickly. Climbing out kitten handed me a towel. "He is still really upset, Kitten."

  "He grunted he wanted his breakfast. So I came to get you."

  "You know today has been one year that I have belonged to Master?" She rubbed some cream on my back and rear. "One year since Mistress Bergenia gave me to him. After the last two days, Kitten, I feel I have let them both down, and you too."

  "Baby, we all have those days," she said as she slapped my rear playfully, "Go get dressed," and she turned and left the room.

  Raising my hands to my hair and letting it out of its confines I let it drop around me and began brushing it out, when...

  I was standing in Mistress Bergenia office my hands on my neck in position back straight chest out; legs slightly spread ready for inspection. She had her crop in hand and was leaning back against her desk.

  Raising the crop she tapped both my nipples. The wax had just been replaced for the third time, marking my one-month at the Academy. Sliding the crop over my stomach and down over my mound, she began to talk.

  "Zack called to get a progress report on you, Baby. So I have lined up live feed to show him your progress. Turn to you right and hold this position. Look into the camera, because you will be looking into Zacks’ eyes." Mistress Bergenia tapped my clit twice with the crop.

  I did as I was told and saw not only the camera but also a monitor with Zacks’ face. He smiled and I heard, "Good morning, Baby. You’re looking quite pert this fine day. Mistress Bergenia tells me you are coming long rather nicely. Proceed Bergenia, let’s see what she's accomplished."

  With the last syllable, Smack and an explosion of pain crashed through my body radiating from both cheeks. I swayed a bit from the contact but didn't break position by stepping away. I could feel the tears in the corner of my eyes.

  "What do you want to tell Zack, Baby, before we continue with your evaluation?"

  "Thank you, Zack. You were right, this is what I needed." My voice seemed to be clearer, more relaxed even to my ears.

  "I'm proud of you baby."

  Shaking my head I heard Kitten say, "Baby you about done in there, its going on seven. Come on, he's waiting."

  I shook my head to clear it and laid the brush down on the counter. I raised my head high and literally marched to the kitchen. I'd hear those words again. I'd make my Master proud of me again. I needed to see that glow back in his eyes. I needed him.

  CHAPTER 18

  I fired up the stove and quickly made Master his favorite omelet which Kitten took out to him on the veranda. I started to take it to him when she told me to go to his study and wait for him there.

  I dragged my feet getting to the study and flopped down on my pillow in front of his desk. Taking the kneeling position, as was my custom, my head drooped and my chin rested on my chest.

  The clock chimed eight when the door opened and Master came in. I glanced up and froze, in his hand he carried a sleeve. I shivered in fear. I felt tears gathering at the corners of my eyes. I know I had embarrassed Master, and hung my head in shame.

  He stood behind me. "You know what to do, Baby, do so now."

  I placed both hands behind my back and he slipped on the sleeve and zipped my arms into it. The zipper clasps snapped on the D-ring on the back of my collar.


  I caught a glimpse of Kitten moving to my left and watched as she knelt by Master's desk. Master slowly circled me.

  I felt so guilty, I looked up, my eyes big with the need to make amends; I bit my bottom lip to keep it from trembling. I so wanted to beg him for forgiveness, to have him hold me and tell me he would help me do better in the future. I had to drop my eyes and look at his shoes, I had not been given permission to either talk or make eye contact.

  His brown penny loafers made one more trip around me, before going to the side of the desk where Kitten was kneeling. I peeked up and watched as he leaned back against the desk and nodded once to her.

  I watched her hands reach up and undo his belt, the snap of his pants, his zipper, and eased out his already hard cock. I licked my lips as I continued to watch her take him into her mouth.

  Tears were streaming down my cheeks as she sucked on his shaft. I needed to hold him in mine, I needed to feel his hands on my head as I showed him how much I needed him. Yet, it was Kitten, caressing and feeding from him.

  With each pump in and out her red soft lips pressed tightly around him, a band slowly tightened around my heart and my shame multi-plied. With a snap of his fingers, she stopped and rolled, over palms on floor and ass up in the air to him.

  In one smooth stroke he was inside her. Her back arched and her head was up. A smile that would have done the Cheshire cat proud graced her lips.

  She looked over at me with a smug grin and winked as Master's body tensed. I knew he was filling her with his juices. My mind screamed out, those are mine, not yours, Kitten. This was another part of my punishment, watching another service him, but my humiliation was not complete. Master pulled out of Kitten, swatted her upturned ass once and moved to stand in front of me.

  He uttered one word, "Clean."

  Taking him into my mouth I tasted the mixture of his and Kitten’s desire. The salty sweet taste that always pleased me so, made me want to gag. He wasn't here for my pleasure; I wasn't here for his. I was to clean up the mess; nothing more, nothing less. I was an in-animate object to be used and discarded as he saw fit. I attempted to caress his now flagging cock with my tongue, to re-ignite the passion in him but he tapped me on the head to let me know that was not what I was here for.

  I was allowed to suck and lick for just a few moments before he pulled out of my mouth and walked away. "Put her in the van, Kitten, I'll be ready to leave in a half-hour." He left the room.

  Kitten attached a leash to my collar and tugged it once so I would rise to my feet. My heart was hurting so badly I wanted to curl up into a ball and die. Tears flowed hot and hard down my cheeks. I had ruined the most important relationship of my life.

  I gulped in air as she slid the cargo door open and crawled in, tugging on the leash for me to follow. She placed me in the middle kneeling then attached the chain from the roof of the van to the sleeve at my wrist; this threw me forward with my head down. Once she had me in place she slipped out of the van and slammed the door tight.

  Naked I knelt, sobs racking my body. He's going to return me. He’s going to return me, echoed over in my mind. My year of service was up, I was found to be lacking and he was returning me. Over and over it played through my head.

  He got in, buckled up and started the van. I felt my shoulders start to strain from trying to look up at him, but in this position it was impossible. Attempting to control my crying. I whispered, "Master," only to receive a 'shhh' in reply.

  We drove on through the countryside, I saw shadows of the trees on the floor of the van. His window was open and the chilly morning air caressed my nipples till they were hard little knots of throbbing nerves pulsing through me. I had to shift because it tickled my clit; the way Kitten had attached my arms I couldn't bring my legs together.

  He had made a sharp right that threatened to pull my arms out of their sockets and came to an abrupt stop. Lowering the window he spoke into the intercom. I heard a motor kick in and the gates of the Academy open.

  The canopy of oaks still blocked out the sun as they did the first day Zack had brought me here. I that heartbreaking feeling of loss as I sobbed silently. We stopped and the van door was opened. I turned my head to see who was there to greet us.

  I let out a low moan when I made eye contact with Cathy. She reached in and undid the chain to the sleeve. Christy tugged on the leash. I pulled back not wanting to go with them. Cathy grabbed my upper arm and hauled me out of the van. My legs were unsteady and my knees buckled. Christy took my other side and they dragged me up the ramp.

  About halfway up my mind must have snapped, because I got my feet under me and broke free of their hold. Both made a lunge for me. I screamed and was turning to bolt back to the van when I collided with Master. His arms wrapped around me but I was still in a state of frenzy, until his lips touched my neck and he whispered, for the very first time, "I love you." I stopped dead in my tracks.

  Cathy took my arm and led me up the ramp. I moved in a haze. All I knew was that my Master loved me; all would be right in my world.

  CHAPTER 19

  We entered the same corridor I had been through what seemed like a thousand times, but this time it was different. My tears glistened in the soft votive candlelight. My vision was a kaleidoscope of colors. I could see them sparkling, "rose colored glasses."

  We reached Mistress Bergenia’s office doors and the three of us broke out in laugher as we recalled the first time we met. It had been Christy and Cathy on the walls, this time there were two new girls I had not seen. One was crying hard and the other had a serene smile on her face.

  Smiling I stepped in front of the one who was crying. "Why are you here?" I asked.

  "Because she had me tied to a tree in the garden," was her reply.

  "Oh, and you were not permitted to play?"

  "No, I was slow doing as she said, and she tied me to the tree.

  Mistress Bergenia found us like that, we were to be decorated for some big…"

  Cathy moved between us and kissed her on the lips, cutting off the remainder of her words. As Cathy backed up from the one hanging, she said, "Enough talk, she's here and you know what's required, Baby. Do so. Mistress Bergenia will be waiting for you."

  Yes, I remembered what was proper protocol; I was the one to see Mistress Bergenia, so I was required to bring one of them to the "point of orgasm" before entering her office I glanced over at the other one as she winked. "Cathy, are you the cause of that smile?"

  Cathy half laughed, half snorted. "You know me too well, Baby."

  Giggling at the knowledge that Cathy could not pass up a bound blonde, I moved back to the crying brunette and took her breast into my mouth. The familiar feeling of nipple bound by latex wax brought a warm rush between my legs and I savored the memories it brought me.

  Christy tugged down on the leash and I dropped to my knees. Quickly I took her clit between my lips and began working it hard. In moments I could smell her arousal. I released it just as I felt her thigh muscles tighten on my cheek.

  "I see you have not lost your touch, Baby," Christy commented as she tugged again on the leash and Cathy opened the double doors wide.

  Rising we three walked into what I considered the holy sanctum of the Academy. Here I had always felt safe. Zack had given me over to Mistress Bergenia here. Mistress Bergenia had nurtured me here. I had learned so much from her. She had given me into Master's care here.

  I saw her at the desk and rushed forward to meet her, as tears of joy and sorrow streamed down my cheeks.

  She rose as we entered, coming to stand in front of her desk. The three of us took position.

  She walked around me, Her familiar crop in hand. "Baby, have you been touching yourself again?" I blushed bright red. She knew me too well, as well as Master.

  "Yes, Mistress Bergenia."

  Tapping me on each nipple once, then twice on my clit with the crop, she said, "Well, then we will just have to leave the sleeve on for now." Her arms circled and drew me to
her, my and face rested in her more than ample cleavage. "It’s so good to see you my little one."

  I whispered back that I too had missed Her.

  The door opened as she held me close. "Go with the girls and we shall join you shortly." I tried to move out of her arms thinking she was telling me to go, but I was held fast to her chest. She didn't release me till the door closed. She stepped back and leaned against her desk. "How has the year been, Baby? Are you happy with your Master? I heard there is another there now, too."

  I know my faced beamed when I answered, "Oh yes, Mistress Bergenia, he is all I could ever ask for in a master. Kitten is a love and brings him much joy. I am very happy."

  "I hear a 'but' in there, Baby, tell me why."

  Letting out a sigh, I lowered my head and the crop came up under my chin. Baby, you know the rules. Look me in the eyes when you answer a direct question."

  "That's it Mistress Bergenia. I know the rules, but lately I seem to be breaking one after the other."

  A knowing smile crossed Her beautiful face. "Baby’s cry for attention. So you have been feeling some strain with Kitten there after all. It's natural to feel unsure and act out. Your Master and I have had a few conversations about you over the past year." She laughed. "No need to look surprised. Did you think I would give you away without making sure all was well during that time? I warned your Master you might react that way when he called to tell me he had been given a slave. Why the tears baby?"

  I didn't realize I was crying and I sniffled to compose myself before speaking. "Until today, Master had never told me in words how he felt about me, Mistress Bergenia. I knew He cared, but…."

  "There was another there. Yes, Baby, I know. You do know why he brought you here today?"