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“Kneel before me.”  I commanded to my subs, who had both been waiting in my private chamber within my dungeon.

blue stepped forward, followed closely by tango blue knelt at my feet, on my right, tango on my left both naked and revealed.  I gently placed my hands on their heads and gently petted them for a few minutes.  Just enjoying my time with my faithful subs.  Before I finally spoke, “blue, collar box.”  she got to her feet and walked to my dresser where her collar box was.  Meanwhile I went to my closet and got a small black and red box and brought it out with me.  blue was already kneeling next to tango again, her head dutifully down and holding her collar box in front of her. 

“Stand, tango.”  I ordered holding the box in my right hand.  “Hold out our hands palms up next to each other.”  His hands raised and I placed the box in them.  He stood silently, eyes to the floor while I turned my attention to blue.

“Stand blue.”  I commanded, and she stood still holding out her collar box.  I took it from her and ordered, “Inspection.” 

Her arms went over her head and she stood, looking up at the ceiling, legs spread apart.  I walked around her taking in her beautiful young body with my starved eyes.  I reached out and took her breasts in my hands, holding them and looking them over then releasing them, and ordering.  “Bend over.”  She then bent over, grabbing her ankles as I walked behind her dropping down and looking directly at her firm ass.  “Spread.”  I commanded.  Her hands came up and pulled her butt cheeks apart so that I could see her vagina and her anus.  Both, as with the rest of her body were immaculate, as always. 

I stood up and gave her a firm smack on the ass with my hand.  “Very good blue, stand up straight.”  She released her ass from her grip and stood as instructed.  I then opened her collar box, there inside was the collar that I had had made for her.  I removed it and instructed, “Collar”.  She placed her arms over her head holding up her hair and held her head down so I could easily access her neck.  I fastened the collar around her neck, checked that it was not too tight and said, “Good girl, kneel.”

I went through the same process with tango, taking the box from him and having him stand before me while I inspected my sub’s body and telling him, “Your body is not your own while you are in my care.”

“Yes ma’am”  He replied.

“You will keep it clean and neat.  Your appearance is a reflection upon me.”  I stated.

“Yes ma’am”  He replied.

I lifted his balls and turned them over, at this point I expected that he would become erect, but he had learned a great deal of self control, which pleased me greatly.  I held his cock and balls for a moment longer, and leaned in.  “Are you ready to serve me again tango?”  I breathed into his ear.

His breathing had become heavy, I could tell he was struggling to remain flaccid.  “Yes ma’am”  He struggled to reply.

“I want you as my own tango.  I want you to be my slave.”  I breathed into his ear, and almost instantly I could feel him begin to become erect.  I squeezed his balls slightly forcing him to take deep breaths to control his erection.  “I don’t expect an answer right now.  I know you have been the servant of another recently, and I know you have taken your duties again as House sub.  But I want you to consider being in my care again.  Collar.” 

I had never given this command to tango but it was clear that he knew what to do either from his former Mistress, or from watching blue.  His hands were over his head, and I opened the box producing a red and black collar with a shiny brass tag which I showed to him.


The rest was blank.  “If you decide to be my slave I will have it filled in.  I require discipline from my subs tango.  If you decide you want this, you will have to endure a session of torment to prove your desire to me.  Think carefully on this before giving me your answer.”  I whispered to him as I fastened the collar around his neck.  Then ordered “Kneel” 

He knelt beside blue again and I stepped back, viewing my beautiful subs.  I then walked over to my bed I took off my own clothes, folding them neatly, and placing them on the table next to my bed, as my subs knelt staring at the floor.  Then I pulled back the duvet and the sheets and climbed in, settling myself nicely in the middle of my king sized comfort zone.  Then I called to them “blue, tango.  Join me.”

Stepping into the bar was like sliding on a pair of old jeans.  Gliding past the heavily carved wooden door my nose filled with the familiar aroma of old wood and smoke.  I eyed the room and saw the familiar faces.  I took a seat at the first table I saw kicking my boots up on a chair, keeping my head low so my face would be shrouded under the brim of my hat.  I raised my head only long enough to see Bear enjoying himself before a waitress stopped by asking if I wanted anything. 

“Macallan 12, neat.”  I responded.

The waitress disappeared and I saw across the room that there was some commotion.  When the crowd parted for a moment I saw tango getting a spanking.  The familiar smile on his face spoke volumes to me.  Then I remembered.  It was his birthday.  I rose to my feet and glided over watching people take their turn with him bent over the table.  I took a place near the front of the crowd and waited until there was a break so I could take a turn. 

After a few more people had stepped forward to warm tango’s ass, I stepped forward into the light and took my hat off, letting my long red hair drape over my back.  “Hello tango” I said to him.

His head immediately swung around to see me.  A look of confusion on his face quickly flashed into a smile. 
“Miss Christy?” he said, as he dropped to his knees before me.  “Is it really you?”

I stroked his cheek with my hand and felt his face press into my palm.  “I missed you tango.”  I said.  “I’m glad to see that you are well.”
After another few moments I noticed that things had gotten a bit more, quiet behind me.  Glancing up I noticed a few stunned faces among those watching.  I looked for blue, but did not see her.  Perhaps I would find her later.  There was much to explain, and much to plan.
In the meantime, “Well then tango, I’d like to give you my present.  Bend over the table again please.”  I said.  And as he bent over I reached around his waist, slowly unbuckled his belt, feeling him begin to swell as I did, and I removed it, wrapping the buckle and half of its length around my hand. 

“Are you ready tango?”  I asked?

“Yes Miss Christy.” Came the reply. 

“Then pull your pants down and count the strikes.”  I replied.

He reached for the back of his pants and exposed his naked ass to me.  Immediately I raised my arm and gave him a strike across his already red cheeks seeing the flesh begin to raise up and become red as blood rushed to the area of his body under attack.
Wincing, he said through his teeth, “One Miss Christy.”

Raising my arm again, another strike.

“Two Miss Christy” he said, this time beginning to relax as the pain gave him the release he craved so much.  “Three Miss Christy, Four, Five, and on to Ten.”  His ass now glowing red around a central stripe that was beginning to turn purple.

Leaning forward, I whispered into his ear.  “I will be in my dungeon tonight.  I hope you will join me.  And if you see blue before I do, give her this.”  I said, slipping a sealed note into his hand.  “It’s good to see you again tango.  I’ve really missed you.”

I laid the belt on the table next to tango’s panting face.  And put my hat back on as I walked back to my table, past what were now, obvious stares.  Sitting down and putting my feet back in the chair, I picked up the glass of whisky that was waiting for me and raised it to my lips.  “Good to be back.”  I told myself, and took my first sip.  God, it was good.

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The knock at the door interrupted me as I was putting on my makeup, but I had just enough time to finish my eyes before getting up to go answer it.  I tied my silk robe up and went to the dungeon door, opening it to find blu and tango waiting there.  The bracelets I had told them to wear so I could summon them were both glowing with a blinking blue light.  “It’s about time you two.  I summoned you an hour ago.”

“Mistress I was in the bar and…”

“Mistress I came as fast as I could…”

They both started to talk over each other and I put my hand up to stop them.  “Not now, just come in and let’s get you two ready for the party.”  I said and stepped out of the way so they could enter, then shut the large door behind me.  They both went to the middle of the room and stood with their heads down and their eyes on the floor.  “You two get undressed and kneel on the floor until I get back.  No playing with each other until I return.  blu, get your collar box as well.”  I said and walked back toward my room to finish putting on my makeup.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Yes Mistress.” 

I heard them answer from behind me, and as I turned the corner into my private room, I could see that they were already half undressed and were folding their clothes.  I sat back down at my vanity and finished putting on my makeup.  “Goddamn freckles.”  I thought to myself.  I went ahead and let my hair down, and gave it a little tease.  Being from Texas, I’ll always love big hair. 

Still in my robe I went back out into the dungeon carrying two boxes, one large and one small.   I placed them on a chair next to the entrance to my bedroom and noticed that blu and tango were both kneeling on the floor as instructed.  I was impressed to see that tango had managed to not get an erection during this time.  But precautions had to be put in place for tonight anyway.  “Both of you will wear chastity devices tonight because I want to make sure you are supervised anytime you have sex during the party.  In short my dears, I want to watch.”  I said to them from the far side of the room. 

Their eyes stayed on the floor as I chose the one nearest to me to start.  “So let’s get started.  tango come here and stand in the inspection position.”  He walked over nervously but quickly and stood as instructed with his feet spread apart and his hands behind his head with the fingers laced together.  “Good boy.”  I said.  Then I pulled up a stool and sat down in front of his limp penis.  I lifted it and his balls, not really to inspect anything, but just to torment him to see if he would become hard at the teasing.  To his credit his penis stayed soft.  But looking up I could see his eyes were closed, his face was tense, and he was sweating profusely.  So I took the smaller of the two boxes and opened it. 

“tango, look at me.”  I said, and his eyes opened and he looked down at me and what I was holding.  “This is a cock cage.”  I told him as he looked it over.  It was a small bent tube made of brass closed at one end, except for a small hole to urinate out of, and with a ring at the other.  The idea is that the ring fastens behind his balls and his penis is placed in the tube, then they are locked together so that if he begins to become hard it will be very painful.   I took the device apart while he watched.  The ring was hinged on one side so I was able to place it behind his balls, and I closed it around with the locking tab up.  Then I took the brass tube and placed his still limp penis inside it.  Then I took a small padlock out of the box, connected the two components together and snapped the lock closed.  I then pulled out a key on a blue ribbon and showed it to him.  “This is the key for your cage.  There is only one key.”  I told him, and I put the ribbon around my neck and let the key dangle down between my breasts. 

I gave the gage a small tap with my finger.  “There you are, best kind of safe sex there is.  Now go back to your place on the floor and kneel.  blu, your turn.  Come over here and stand in the inspection position.”  tango went back to his spot and knelt with his head down but instead of his eyes on the floor, they were fixated on the cold metal cage that had captured his penis.  blu stepped in front of me and placed her hands behind her head and laced her fingers together.  “Good girl.”  I said and I opened the larger of the two boxes and removed her chastity belt.  It was a leather belt that was to be fitted around her waist, with a second strap of leather that went from the back to the front between her legs, covering her anus and her vagina, except for a narrow gap in the leather strap between her legs that was filled with a wire mesh to allow her to urinate.  I placed the belt around her waist, “Turn around please.”  and put the two ends together in the back.  Then reaching between her legs I pulled up the strap and secured it at the same point with a metal loop passing through each of the leather ends.  Then I took a padlock like tango’s out of the box and snapped it closed, securing the belt to her body.

“Turn back around now.”  I told blu.  When she turned I said, “Look at me dear.”  And I pulled out another key, this one on a pink ribbon and placed it around my neck as well.  “Now blu, your evening will be different.  Bear is still demanding revenge for his collaring.  And since you have decided that you are willing to allow him to have you publicly, I have decided to make this part of tonight’s ceremony.  I am going to give this key to Bear when I see him later and he will be the only one who can unlock your belt.  When the time comes you will be tied to the alter in the great hall where Bear will be able to take you and have his way with you.  I am giving you one last chance to back out privately.  Do you still want to let him go through with this blu?”

“Yes Mistress, I know Bear would not hurt me.”  She replied.

“Ok then.  Go back to your spot on the floor and kneel.”  I said, and blu went back to the floor and knelt next to tango again.  I stood up and retrieved two garment bags and placed them in front of tango and blu.  Then I said to blu, “Collar.”  And she took her collar box and held it above her head in both hands.  I opened the box and removed her collar, closing it and leaving it in her hands as I fastened it around her neck.  “Thank you blu.”  I said, and she placed the box back on the floor and put her hands back at her sides.  “Now, I have placed a garment bag in front of each of you.  Inside are your party clothes.  tango, you put yours on now.  blu, you come with me.”  I commanded and I walked back to my bedroom to put on my party dress.  As blu got up and followed me.

I had purchased a black and red Victorian gown for the party.  It was very elegant and I had it fitted complete with a lace up bodice.  That and the corset is why I needed blu’s help.  I took off my robe, revealing that I was already wearing my black garter and hose.  “Get my corset ready dear.”  I told blu, as I put on my bustle and fitted the snaps on the sides.  Then I held up my arms and blu put the corset around my waist, I adjusted my breasts in it as she began to lace it up behind me.  “Not too tight dear, I want to be able to sit or squat as the need arises.” 

“Yes Mistress.”  She replied.

When she was finished I placed a silk hood over my head to protect my makeup and held up my arms as she lowered the dress over me and I took off the hood, putting my arms in the sleves.  Finally she laced up the bodice in the front and tied a lovely bow at the base of the V.  Finally a pair of black pumps that it was doubtful anyone would see.  No need for panties under all this armor.  I looked in the mirror, the neckline came all the way down revealing the tops of my breasts which looked like they were about to fall out from the corset pushing them up.  “It was a very beautiful gown.”  I thought, as I turned to get a look at the back in the mirror.  “Thank you blu, you may get dressed now.”  and blu stepped out of the room.

I gave the dress one more look and I stepped out of my bedroom to see that tango was already wearing what I had picked out.  It was a lovely Armani Tuxedo with a red cummerbund and tie.  “Well, you look very handsome tango.”  I said to him as he finished putting on his cufflinks and checked himself in the mirror.

“Thank you Mistress.”  He said with a wide smile. 

blu’s dress was much like my own but the dress came all the way up to her neck and did not come with a bodice.  I helped her lace up her corset after she had put on her garter, stockings, and bustle.  When I put the dress over her and she had adjusted it to her body, I let her look in the mirror.  Though she wasn’t too happy about having to wear a dress rather than bluejeans, I saw her smile at how elegant she was wearing that gown.   I let her use my vanity to touch up her makeup and hair while I helped tango straighten his tie.  When blu re-emerged from my bedroom, I put a red leather leash on blu and said, “Ok you two.  Let’s go to the bar and get our guests.”

Stepping out into the Great Hall I could see a light under Bear's, Adera's, and Janine’s doors and shadows moving within.  Obviously they were getting ready as well.  Then we walked to the back side of The Ice House and I had tango open the large warehouse door and fix it so it would stay open.  Then with blu in tow and tango not much farther behind, we walked along the path to the AChat Bar and Grill.

**A WORD OF WARNING TO THE READER.  THIS WAS DISCUSSED BY BOTH BLU AND MY SELF BEFORE IT WAS WRITTEN.  THIS IS THE WAY BDSM IS PLAYED OUT IN REAL LIFE.  RARELY IS A BDSM SCENE SPONTANEOUS.  THEY ARE CAREFULLY PLANNED AND EXECUTED.  DO NOT TRY THIS WITH SOMEONE UNLESS YOU HAVE DISCUSSED IT WELL IN ADVANCE.**

Upon entering the dungeon I stopped.  “Fours!” I ordered, and blu dropped to the ground on her hands and knees.  I reached down and patted her on the head, “Good girl.”  I assured her, and then continued to the spanking bench.  As I gave a tug at the leash, blu followed on all fours.  “Stay.”  I commanded.  And blu sat back on her ankles with her hands at her sides and her eyes on the floor.  I hung the loop end of her leash on the edge of the spanking bench so that she was sitting in front of the imposing apparatus while I got it ready to imprison her body while I overwhelmed her with sensation.

Slowly and methodically, I gathered the belts I would use bind her body to the device.  The spanking bench is a specialized piece of furniture I had ordered just for this dungeon.  It resembled a wide saw horse, with a padded surface on the top that was covered with soft leather.  The legs of the device were actually one large panel on each side.  Each panel had several slots for belts, and several screwed in eyes for attaching ropes.  The top had a small channel down the middle under the padded surface, with several slotted holes for attaching a belt that was used to bind the torso of the victim being imprisoned by the device. 

Slowly I attached the belts that would bind blu’s ankles, wrists, elbows, and knees.  I also removed the top for a moment and attached the torso belt.  Occasionally I looked to blu and saw that as I readied the device, she was beginning to tremble more and more with anticipation.  The device was made from very heavy wood and had several concrete blocks that sat in the middle so that it weighed more than either of us and would not give during more intense punishments.  To demonstrate this, and to apply some more psychological stimulation, I occasionally gave one of the belts a good hard tug, drawing it tight, but barely budging the heavy bench making her eyes widen a bit.

Taking her leash in hand again.  I commanded “Up blu!”  She rose to her feet still facing the bench.  “I want you to lay your body over the bench.  Ankles here,” I pointed at the binding points for her ankles. “and your wrists at the same points on the other side.  Do it now.”  I said, and removed her leash, rolling it up and hanging it on the edge of the bench.  blu hesitated for a very brief moment, then forced her legs to step forward as she laid herself over the bench and I began to bind her body to it.  One buckle at a time, starting with her legs and deliberately going slowly I bound her ankles to the device, then her legs just above her knees.  As I did this I could hear her breathing heavily and the muscles in her legs were noticeably shaking.  After I bound her legs I ran my nails up one of her legs on the inside and brushed against her pussy, still wet from being lubricated and fucked earlier. 

Standing behind her I began to take up the belt that would bind her torso that was laying on top of the bench.  As I did, I allowed the dildo I still had strapped to my hips to rest against her swollen labia, not penetrating her but teasing her mercilessly as she tried in vain to roll her hips back and push herself onto my silicone phallus as she whimpered in frustration. 

Moving around to the other side I crouched in front of her and bound her wrists at the lowest point.  First the right, then the left, but before moving to the elbow straps I took hold of her long red hair and pulled at it lifting her head.  I put my own head below hers and gave her a deep loving kiss, my tongue exploring the inside of her mouth and staying in command throughout the entire kiss.  Then I lowered her head and took a hair band I had on my wrist and pulled her hair back, folded it over and secured it with the band so it would not be in her face, distracting her from the experience that was to come.  Finally, I bound her elbows to the device.  blu was now imprisoned upon the bench and was subject to whatever I chose to do to her.  From the front her face was between her extended arms , facing the large strap panel, and her peripheral vision blocked by her own arms.  From the rear, her legs were bound and spread with her feet flat on the floor and just under the thin gap at the base.  The firm flesh of her buttocks was stretched nicely over the edge of the bench and her wet genitals were completely exposed to whatever sensation I chose to apply.

Circling around the bench and my captive blu, I told her, “I’ve been watching you as my furniture arrived.”  I said to her.  “And while you have been noticeably curious about each piece, I know that you have paid particular attention to this one.  I was at the door the day this one arrived and I saw you watching it be assembled.  I saw the look on your face, and I watched you after the delivery men had left.”  The memory of that day flooded back as I described it to her.  blu had knelt down next to the bench looking over all of the fastening points.  Touching them with her fingers and running her hands along the leather top before laying her body across it.  I saw her come up on her toes as she imagined a punishment being meted out upon her while being secured to the harsh device.  blu didn’t say anything while I described the day she first laid eyes on the bench, nor her inspection of it. 

While I was explaining how I had watched her inspecting the spanking bench, I walked carefully over to my chest once again.  Reaching inside I pulled out a thin leather paddle and began to walk back around the front of the device.  Holding the paddle at my side so she could catch a glimpse of it as I walked past.  Finally, taking up a position behind her, I ran my fingers over her backside.  Her tension had been raised to a point such that when my fingers touched her bare skin, her whole body lurched forward against the restraints.  I ran my fingers over her exposed bottom, still a little pink from her earlier spanking, and soon to receive marks that will remain evident for far longer. 

I took a step back and held out my arm that had the paddle at the end of it.  I held it to her firm bottom, across both of her buttocks so she could feel its width as I instructed, “I want you to count the strikes as I deliver them blu.  If you lose count, or if you fail to count, I will start again.  Do you understand?” 

“Yes mistress.”  She said, her voice slightly broken from nervousness.

I pulled the paddle back and swung it forward, the air wooshing around it as it swung forward, finally delivering the first blow to blu’s rump.  The firm flesh of her buttocks immediately turned bright pink as the blood rushed to the impacted area and I heard blu give off a small squeak before pushing out a quiet, “One”  between her clenched teeth.

Pulling the paddle back again I said, “I’m having a little trouble hearing you dear.”  And I swung the paddle forward again, giving off a loud SMACK as it impacted her ass yet again.

“TWO!” She answered quickly this time.  Raising her voice so she could be heard clearly.

“Good girl.”  I awarded as I delivered another stinging blow to her beautifully spanked backside.

“THREE!”  She exclaimed, as the muscles in her legs tensed against the unforgiving leather restraints. 

I delivered another strike, making sure to make each and every one of the same intensity so that blu would not become confused and associate a lighter blow with my satisfaction, or a harder blow with my displeasure. 

“FOUR!”  She yelled.

I kept delivering the blows to her rump, turning it more and more red, preparing it for the final assault that would drive her over the edge when I would deliver the surprise I had for her.  Not wanting to make her delicate flesh numb I began delivering the final blows.

“TWENTY-THREE!”  She cried…….”TWENTY FOUR!”

Pulling back the final blow, I let the paddle swing one last time.  It rushed through the air and struck her in nearly the same place as the first blow.  Her body lurching yet again.  As I noticed the skin around her knees bunch up as the muscles beneath clenched and tensed.

“TWENTY-FIVE”  She yelled, and I placed the paddle on top of her ass as I went around the front of the bench and crouched in front of her again.  Noticing a small puddle of what couldn’t have been more than three or four tears on the floor. 

“It’s time for your surprise blu.  I’m going to give you a few moments to rest while I get things ready and then we will bring this evening to its climax.  You are now permitted to cum when you feel able.”  I said to the back of her head, noting the heavy broken breathing as she came down from the adrenaline rush of having been punished with the paddle.  Still unaware of the fate that was about to befall her.  I grabbed a bunch of her hair once more, lifted her head, and gave her a single kiss on her cheek.  Then I got up and walked across the room to a small round bin next to the door and removed from it, a half inch switch that I had cut from a crape myrtle tree outside the AB&G a few days before.  It had started to dry out and had become a little rigid, but was still flexible enough to bend a little as I delivered the final punishment upon my dear sweet blu.

I walked back to the bench and around the front, holding the switch at my side.  Then I ran its length over her outstretched arm, which made her lurch and strain against her restraints.

“MISTRESS, NO PLEASE!”  She begged.

A little confused by the authenticity of her pleading, I crouched next to her head.  Choosing my words very carefully so as to not break the mood, “Unless I hear your safe-word my dear, I will continue.  Is that clear blu?”  I asked.

There was a pause for a moment.  She stayed still before speaking, possibly trying to make sense of my request.  Finally, she turned her head around so she could look me directly in the eye, with a defiant glare, and she begged again.  “MISTRESS, PLEASE NO!  PLEASE DON’T!”  Yelling even more and straining against the terse leather restraints. 

Having my answer, I got up and walked behind her and crouched right at her glistening pussy.  I gave her genitals a kiss as I opened a hidden panel between her legs and pulled out a retractable arm that was holding a Hitachi Magic Wand.  I also pulled out a foot peddle like the kind that is attached to a sewing machine and laid it on the floor.  I adjusted the arm so that the soon to be vibrating end of the Magic Wand was nestled firmly between the folds of her swollen pussy and I stood up walking back to my position I had when I was paddling her.  I placed my foot on the peddle which was wired so that the more pressure I put on it, the more intensely the Magic Wand would vibrate.  “You will count as before, starting with one.  Are you ready?”

“MISTRESS PLEASE DON’T!”  She begged once more.

“It will all be over soon my dear.”  I assured her, and the wind whistled as the switch sailed through it striking her across her buttocks causing the flesh to immediately rise up in an angry red line that I knew, from my own experience, first gave off an intense sting, followed by burning pain.

“AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!”  She screamed, “ONE!” 

A second blow flew through the air and left another angry red line crossing the first one that was already beginning to turn purple and leaving little red dots from the broken capillaries just below the skin.  This time though, I started to press on the peddle and the vibrator kicked on. 

“AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!”  She screamed again, “TWO!”  This time the yell and the count were broken.

As I delivered the third blow, more pressure on the vibrator control.

“AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! THREE!”  And I could hear her start to cry and whimper.  But looking behind her I could see that she was now aware of the sensation being delivered to her genitals, and she was rolling her hips to hit the right spot.

Making sure to keep waiting a few moments between strikes so the burning pain would have time to take full effect upon her, I swung again, this time hitting a little low and getting the tops of her thighs.

“OHHHH GOD!!! AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! FOUR!”  She yelled.

I looked around the front to make sure she was ok, as I had not meant to strike her legs.  Seeing that she was clenching her fists in anticipation of the next blow, I gave it to her.  More carefully this time to deliver the same strength blow, but on her ass.  This one struck her directly on the buttocks.  My own hand was now between my legs.  Rubbing circles over my haness and the silicone ridge nestled in my own flesh as I drove myself close to orgasm.

“FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!”  She yelled and I could see her back begin to tense as she got close to orgasm.  The peddle finally at its maximum.

Then I delivered another blow striking a harsh red line right across the first three.  It rose up and I saw her body begin to contract as her orgasm took over.  She couldn’t talk at this point and I didn’t wait.  I stepped off the peddle and got behind her pressing the dildo strapped to my hips into her gushing pussy making her yell and her back arch against the harsh leather strap holding her down.

I felt the contractions of her vagina through the dildo and into the small silicone ridge that was against my own clitoris.  It only took a few moments and I was taken by rolling pleasure waves coming over my body.  I collapsed over blu, our sexual contractions feeding each other’s orgasm.  It went on for an eternity and the extreme sensation caused me to have tunnel vision to the point that I could only perceive a small dot of light.  Finally as the orgasm began to roll back and my control over my body returned, I stood up, pulling the dildo out of blu. 

Immediately, I began to release her from the unforgiving grip of the spanking bench.  Her body completely limp and all her energy expended, I helped her to her feet and put her weight on my arm.  Her whole body, was soaked with sweat, and her hair smelled of sweat and tears.  Her face and eyes red from anguish and pleasure.  We made it back to my bedroom and I had her lay across my bed, her wounded ass up, not down, and I went to my first aid drawer, bringing back soothing creams and another damp cloth.  Then I pulled off the dildo and harness and placed it in the sink.

Though exhausted from the extreme mental pressure of the experience, I began to care for my wonderful submissive.  Sitting on the bed next to blu, her head turned to face me and she looked in my eyes and smiled.  “Thank you Mistress.”  She said.

I smiled back at her as I wiped her face with the cloth.  “You’re welcome my dearest blu.  I am so proud of you.  You are my special girl.”  I replied in kind.  Then I put a healthy amount of the soothing cream on my hand and began to gently rub it over the raised lines on her burning rump.  She clenched at first but then a look of relief on her face as the burning turned cool.

After rubbing the cream in, I took my time to give blu a loving sponge bath with the cool cloth and a bowl of water I had by the bed.  I cleared her face and her skin of the sweat that had poured out of her from the intense experience.  Working from her hands down each arm, past her torso, gently cleaning her genitals, and all the way to her feet.  All the time being careful not to touch the very sore love marks I had left on her backside.  When she was clean I went and took a very quick shower and came back to the bed.  Then laying beside her, I kissed her gently on the cheek as I held her hand, her grip still weak from the experience.  We both lay there looking in each other’s eyes as sleep took us.  That night my dreams were of blu and a fabulous night of gentle, romantic love making.  blu, is my dearest love.

“Yes Mistress.”  Was the reply from blue when I asked if she was ready to begin.  Her body still bound in an X, face first into the frame of the St. Andrews cross in my dungeon. 

I kissed her gently on the back of her neck, then on the shoulder as I ran my nails back down from her elbows, down her sides and to her hips.  Then pressing in on her with my body I ran one hand up her inner thigh, cupping it and finally putting it over her moist pubic mound.  Not applying much pressure, just covering her genitals with my palm.  This made her shudder at first, her body anticipating more intense sexual contact.  But as my other hand came up her side and caressed her cheek, the once nervous sub began to calm.  She was no longer shaking uncontrollably and her breathing slowed.  “That’s my girl.”  I breathed into her ear.  “Take nice slow deep breaths.” 

Once I noticed that she had calmed herself, I leaned in a bit more to make her feel secure.  My body between her blind folded, naked self, and the rest of the world.  I whispered into her ear.  “Tonight I want you to impress me.  I am going to give you varying degrees of pleasure and pain.  As much as you can handle.”  I spoke to her.  “But,”  I continued, “you will not cum without my permission.  Do you understand?” 

blue’s head nodded.  Then she spoke, “Yes Mistress.” 

“That’s my good girl.”  I replied.   I kissed blue once more on the back of her neck and I felt the hair stand up on my own.  I then released her swollen genitals from my palm and brushed her cheek with it, sure that the smell of her own sex would heighten her arousal.  The smell of sex coming from somewhere beside her, she would chase it all night.  Leaning in I kissed the cheek that I had marked with her smell and let my nose fill with her delicious scent as my own nipples hardened under my leather dress.  I drew away from her dragging my nails around her sides and over her back until they pulled away when I had reached arm’s length. 

Turning, I went to my toy chest.  It was a large wooden trunk with a big brass lock on the front but I did not keep it locked.  Inside all my lovely items for tormenting my subs were stored neatly, each in its own place.  I gave the lock a tug and the clasp released so I could then open the large door atop the trunk.  But then my eyes were met with something I didn’t expect.  My things, all of my things had been moved around.  Nothing was where it belonged.  It was as though the whole box had been dumped out and everything had been thrown back in at random.  Standing back up, I looked over my shoulder and noticed that blue was shivering again.  This time more intensely.  “blue!!”  I said in a raised voice.  “What have you done?!”  I demanded.

“Please Mistress.”  She begged,  “Please, I was just curious.  I only wanted to see Mistresses lovely collection of beautiful things while I waited for her furniture to arrive.  I meant no harm Mistress.”

“You meant no harm.”  I said incredulously.  “And who gave you permission to violate my privacy this way?”  I demanded. 

“No one mistress please forgive me.”  She begged.

Taking a few quick steps I made my way back to her.  I stood behind her and placed my mouth next to her ear.  Her whole body was shaking again, this time I was glad to see it.  She had good reason to be nervous.  She knew better.   “What do you think I should do with you?”  I asked.

“Mistress…I….”  She trailed off, clearly unable to come up with a suitable response.

“Fine then.”  I said stepping back to my box.  I reached inside and removed the largest ball gag I had, the red one that had a slightly bitter chemical taste to it and brought it back to my very naughty sub.  “OPEN!”  I demanded as I gave her cheek a little slap with the tips of my fingers. 

blue’s lower jaw dropped open and I shoved the ball into her gaping face forcing her mouth open a little wider than was comfortable for her and fastened the gag behind her head with the buckle tightly.  “There now, since you seem unable to speak up when directed to, you will not have the use of your mouth for a while.”  I stated as I stepped to her side and placed my right hand on her trembling buttocks and started rubbing her firm skin gently before pulling my hand back and then striking her bare bottom with my slightly cupped palm, making a loud smack.  Her body jumped against the restraints again, and she yelped quietly into her gag.  Then I gave her another smack on the opposite side of her bottom causing her to leap again.  Then another, delivering blow after blow, quicker now, as she whimpered from being spanked for her behavior.  “This is what naughty little girls get for going through my things when I am away.”  I said, continuing to spank her now very pink bottom.  “You will never go into my personal belongings again without permission.  Do you understand?”  I asked.

“Yeff Mithreff”  blue responded through her gag.  A thin line of saliva dripped out from the corner of her mouth and down her chin, as her spanking continued.  Blow after blow attacking the soft flesh of her bottom which had now become a deep red as I alternated spanking between each of her buttocks. 

As my arm began to tire a bit, I relented.  “Don’t think I’m done with you yet missy.”  I said and stepped away from my drooling sub and walked over to my chest in the center of the room and began reorganizing my things the way I had them before.  “I can see now why you were so nervous before we started.”  I said over my shoulder.  “Well, don’t you worry, if it’s punishment you have been wanting, it’s punishment you shall receive.  I pulled two floggers from my box as I finished reorganizing my things.  One of suede and the other made from a thick hide with thin falls.  “She want’s punishment, I’ll give it to her.”  I thought, and I put the softer suede flogger back in its place.  I stepped back behind my submissive and laid the heavy falls over her shoulder letting the handle rest against her back.  The feel of the terse leather made her lurch slightly forward, perhaps expecting another spanking.  I went to the sink behind the folding partition and took a washcloth and ran cold water over it then rung it out.  Then I returned to blue and laid the cloth over a stool that was next to the cross.

I now ran my nails down her back again.  But this time, just to give her something to respond to as I took a moment to check each of her limbs and to see that her fingers and her toes were not turning purple from lack of circulation.  I also listened to her breathing for a moment.  She was excited and her chest heaved in anticipation of her further punishment, but she was not in danger of hyper-ventilating, nor were her lips turning blue.  Even though she had been naughty and she deserved her punishment, her safety was still my main concern, and that above all else must be looked after carefully. 

Satisfied that her health was in no danger I gave her one last scratch down the length of her back from her shoulder blades to the small of her back, then took her hair and draped it over her shoulder so that it was in front of her and not behind.  Then I took my flogger from her shoulder and stepped back.  I stood facing blue, my feet shoulder width apart at a distance that would allow the falls of my flogger to meet her at the very tip.  I raised my arm and let the flogger fly downward striking her left buttock.  It went a little long and almost hit her lower back so I stepped back just a bit and re-adjusted my stance.  Then gave another swing, this time hitting the mark exactly, and I could see blue try to come up on her toes as the sting of the leather met her already warm, spanked skin.  Satisfied that I had the right distance I began to roll my wrist as I delivered a few more blows with the flogger.  First the left side, then the right, each time the flogger would fall over the fleshy red ass of my naughty servant.  Occasionally I would turn my body slightly allowing the flogger to deliver a blow to her butt from the side, again making her jump at the slightly stronger strike in an unexpected place. 

All the while blue’s breathing increased and she would whimper and moan against her gag.  Her chest now wet with spit that she could not stop from escaping around the sides of her gag.  I slowed the whip and raised my arm delivering the first blow to her upper back making her jump at the restraints again.  This time giving off a definite yelp at the first sting of the whip in a place that had only been lightly scratched with my nails.  I adjusted my stance again then went to work on her upper back.  First the left side then the right.  One strike after another.  Her whimpering becoming more and more pronounced as the falls met her bar skin turning her back as angry a red color as her butt.  Finally I slowed the motions of my arm and stopped.  Stepping forward, I examined her back to make sure her skin had not been broken anywhere, her butt too, was intact, but very, very red.  I could see that tears had been running down her face as I removed the tear soaked blind fold, her eyes were bloodshot from crying as I unbuckled her gag and removed the lage ball from her mouth as she licked her lips to moisten them “There now, you have been punished and you are forgiven.”

Taking the cold damp cloth from the stool, I wiped her tears and saliva from her face Then I crouched down and unbuckled the restraints holding her ankles but not her upper legs.  Then I ran the cool clothe over her red upper back as I began to unbuckle the restraints that held her arms to the cross.  Letting her exhausted arms fall to her sides, I held her tight against the cross with my body, then unbuckled her upper legs.  Though she was ready to be let down, her body wasn’t and she collapsed into my arms for a moment before getting enough strength to stand on her own.  Then I turned her around and took her in my arms, hugging her tightly as she wrapped her own arms around me and then the tears streamed from her face and she began to cry uncontrollably.  I held her tight as I ran my fingers through her hair while she let go of her pain.  “There there, I whispered,  let it all out now.  Let’s just take a moment before we go back to where we were.”  I said as I just held her close to me, being careful not to aggravate the angry redness of her back, and let her cry.

As she continued to cry she confessed between jagged breaths, “Mistress, I only went through your things because I wanted to be punished.  I did it on purpose, but didn’t really mean to be bad.  Please forgive me.”

I hugged her tight, her tears now making my leather dress stick to my skin, I put my mouth to her ear and said, “I know you did my dear.  And you are a very good girl.  I’m so proud of you.”

I’m sitting on my ankles, I’m naked, my knees spread apart, and my collar locked in place around my neck.  Still not sure how I got here, I keep my eyes are on the boots of my mentor.  She stands over me and I can feel her glare but I don’t dare look up to meet her fearsome gaze.  I see that her hand has dropped to her side and she is holding a riding crop.  I feel it brush the side of my face.  In silence I see that she has pointed it to the spanking bench.

Dutifully I rise and proceed to the bench, draping myself over its leather hump and extending my arms to the binding points on the other side.  I can feel my legs being bound at the ankle and the knee.  I keep my gaze on the underside of the bench as she fastens my wrists and elbows to the mounting points.  I feel a slight tickle as she tickles my ribs to make sure I am secure and cannot move.  Assuming she is satisfied, I sense that she is walking across the room. 

When she returns I feel something hard, wide, and smooth gently running over my exposed ass.  The paddle.  I hear her lean over and whispers something calming in my ear.  I cannot make it out, but it puts my mind at ease.  So I relax my back muscles and ready myself for my glorious paddling.   I anticipate the sweet release that will come from the pain and burning of the sharp smack that is to come when she begins.  Again I feel the paddle moving down my back and against the cheeks of my now trembling ass.  I hear Janine whisper something incoherent again, then I feel the air rush as she pulls the paddle away fast.  Tensing my face, I hear the swift rush of air from the incoming paddle. 

Then……blackness.

 I’m on my back, letting my eyes adjust.  I begin to make out a room.  I’m in bed, no longer at the her whim, I am holding Janine in my arms.  We had been making love only just before.  Our bodies now entwined in post orgasmic slumber. I’d been dreaming, but I didn’t even remember falling asleep.  Just holding each other for the longest time.  My thoughts drift back to her touch between my legs.  The feel of her against me and her kiss on my lips as orgasm took me. 

Then I let myself complete the scenario that was just in my head.  The dream already beginning to fade into a foggy memory, but the essence was still clear enough.  I imagined Janine in her fabulous leather.  Standing over me.  The paddle in her hand, my view of her upside down from the other side of the bench.  I spread my leg slightly, being careful not to wake my sleeping lover.  I put two fingers in my mouth to wet them and then put them between the moistened lips between my legs.  Making patterns of circles around my clitoris, I went back to my dream world. 

“This is for your own good dear.”  I heard my mental partner tell me, this time in clear speech. 

Then the first strike, the sting quickly making my ass numb for a moment before the blood rushed to the attacked area, making it sting and then burn.  Janine waiting a moment before delivering the next blow.  As she delivers the second strike, my legs start to contract and my stomach heaves in on itself as feel myself about to cum.  But I have to stop suddenly.  My efforts to not wake my lover are in vain. 

I feel her stir next to me, and with a groggy look, she looks to my flushed face, then down between my legs.   She looks back up to my face.  “Was it me?  Or was it a dream?”  She asks.

“Both.”  I reply to her, but not mentioning what she had been doing to me.  I still want this to be love making.   The rough stuff can wait till later.

Janine smiled, “I take it, that it was a good dream?”

“Mmmhmm”  I respond still rubbing gently between my legs.

“Can I just watch you?”  Janine inquires.

“Yes.”  I whisper, as she lays her head on my heaving chest to listen to my heart.  I lick my fingers once again, tasting myself before returning my fingers to the dance between my legs.  This time leaving the Mistress behind, and concentrating on my lover clinging to my side.  I hold her closer and closer to me as my orgasm washes over me. 

I felt Janine kiss my cheek.  This time not saying a word, she put her head back on my breast and I heard her breathing become deeper as she drifted back to sleep.  Slowly I felt sleep take me as well.  My eyelids covered my eyes and I went back to dreaming.