“Thank you, but she made the first move and found me, and I think we are only seeing the tip of the iceberg. I am just a mentor to guide her to her full potential and do it safely. I will help her fulfill some of her fantasies. Some should never be attempted to be made real. Submissive women like her are vulnerable to many dangers.”
“I am sure and am beginning to understand why she trusts you.”
“Good and I hope I gain your trust as well though that may be tested as you watch me explore the limits of your new pet. That is assuming you want to enjoy this ride with her.”
“So far, yes. What comes next?”
“I have a friend that is a professional Dominatrix. She will give you a few lessons as needed. She charges for those but if you sign a contract with me, I will pick up the tab for that as a business expense.”
She was about to interrupt but I held up my hand for silence and continued.
“I will explain my contract. It will be much the same as the one Jenn has already signed. Pictures, video, nudity, sex toys, etc. Before you freak out, part of the contract states that any videos or still photos will be altered with advanced photoshop techniques before any sale or distribution. In other words, even her mom wouldn’t recognize her. But no pictures of you today. You can wear a mask if you want but I will avoid taking pictures that show your face. Consider today an introduction to a new world with a little free training as well. After today you will need to be under contract. However as long as you and Jenn are together, you may call with questions. But I am hoping you continue to be involved with her training and seeking your own. There is much more to being in control of someone that you can possibly imagine right now. There is a lot of responsibility. We will continue this discussion soon and several times no doubt. There is much to learn for both of you. Right now though, let’s see what our slave is up to.”
I had hit Teryn with a lot of info and a big decision to make, but I wanted her to sleep on it at least. She needed time to process it all. To fuel her imagination though, I was about to give her a glimpse of Jenn’s new life. Shock and awe was what I was going for actually. Teryn’s life quite possibly was about to change as much as that of her roommate.
“Oh and by the way, I will give Joel the Ok for your request, but she will know it is your idea and not mine, so it will be up to you to convince her. I must say that I am a little shocked, but impressed at your initiative so far, especially with her new do.”
I kept her attention for a purpose. I wanted to get her first view of Jenn when she was close enough to get the full effect. Judging from the wide eyed, ‘deer-in-the-headlights’ look, it worked perfectly. There was her friend standing in her costume of the day. This was a pair of black spike heels about five inches high and nothing else. Well, actually at the moment she was also wearing a ball gag, also in black, to match her heels. She was standing with feet apart and her ankle cuffs attached to a spreader bar. There was a second bar for her wrists and connected to her cuffs as well as to her collar. She had to maintain her balance which I could see was not easy in the stilettos and bars, especially with Vanessa flogging her in strategic places. I could tell from the red marks inflicted, the intensity of the lashing had at least doubled from her last experience with the whip.
“Teryn, this is Vanessa, Jenn’s Mistress in a couple meetings thus far. Vanessa, this is slave’s roommate, Teryn, that I talked to you about.”
“Nice to meet you, Teryn. A little busy at the moment but observe and learn. We will talk later.”
I picked up my camera and began snapping pictures while still keeping an eye on Teryn for reactions. She finally found her voice.
“Wow. Heavy. Are you absolutely sure she wants this? How can she say no when she is gagged?”
I continued to take pictures as I explained. “That’s the whole point. She can’t but again it boils down to trust. If I were anywhere near her limits I would have given her a “safe word.” That is just a term, since it is not always something spoken, as in when the submissive is gagged. It can be a gesture or anything agreed upon previously to stop everything. That also allows any other words like ‘no’, or ‘stop’ to be used in role play and disregarded. Since what is happening right now is just play and training, a safe word is not necessary, but just as important as not being able to say no is the way she is saying yes.” I took her hand and pulled her closer then wiped it over Jenn’s smoothly shaven crotch. It came away slick and shiny. I held it up to Teryn’s face and saw her take a deep breath and run her tongue over her fingers.
“Does that answer your question?”
Suddenly she realized what she was doing and sheepishly said, “Yes Sir, completely.”
She watched Vanessa alternate assaults from the whip, with holding a small vibrator against her victim’s clit but not long enough to let her cum. After a few cycles Teryn spoke up.
“Mistress Vanessa. Let me try. That looks like fun.”
“Of course.”
She was tentative at first with her strikes. That was to be expected. Van said, “No, too light,” as she came up behind Teryn and put her hand around her on her stomach. Then she put her other hand over Teryn’s whip hand. She guided her on the next stroke and the next till Teryn got the hang of it.
“It is a learned skill. A whip is a dangerous toy like many you will find around here. None are for the novice without sufficient training. You will learn that.” Vanessa voice was very serious.
I didn’t fail to notice the full body contact between Teryn and Van, who caught my eye and winked at me. I let Teryn practice a few more rounds of pain and pleasure before I spoke and said, “Enough of that for now. We have other things to do.”
I removed Jenn’s gag, letting it hang wrapped around her neck, and she took a deep breath and whispered to me.
“Please Master. This is torture. Please make me cum. Have pity on your slave.”
“You are such a brazen little slut. Speak louder. I want our friends to hear you beg.”
Vanessa was behind her about to remove her spreaders as I was using my fingers to play between Jenn’s pussy lips and over her clit. I shook my head to Van so she would wait.
“Please help me. I need it so bad, Master. Make me cum. Teryn, Mistress, someone do it. Pleasssssseeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!”
My fingers kept moving as I whispered in her ear. “You are getting good at begging. Your Master is pleased.”
Teryn stepped up beside me and pulled at Jenn’s nipple sleeves. Then she grabbed a handful of hair and locked their lips together in a passionate kiss. I felt Teryn’s fingers with mine as we played her juicy pussy like a magical musical instrument. And the music was so sweet. I had forgotten about Van but she was still behind the girl. No doubt her fingers were probing the tight little Asian back door. We were a strange little foursome right then, but of one mind. Our reward was the shriek that Jenn let out as she erupted, coating our hands with her sweet nectar. The room was already beginning to smell like sweat and sex.
I felt her legs buckle but caught her and nodded for Van to remove the bars. I knew a mini orgy would be fun, but that was not for today. I carried her to the fur rug and laid her down.
“Rest for a bit. We still have things to accomplish.”
Teryn looked down on her and said solemnly, “That’s two you owe me.”
While we waited, Van said to me. “She is only so so with those heels. She needs practice, but that takes time. Maybe you have suggestions.”
Teryn was listening but also noting all the wondrously kinky things all around her.
“Teryn, high heels are about as far from Gorean as it gets, but they have a purpose here. As you know, women wear them to attract attention because of the way they make their legs look, especially in a very short skirt or dress. This also translates to modeling, since men and women viewing, love to see toned calves, thighs and tight bottom. The higher the heel the more all these muscles are worked.”
Jenn had recovered enough and was sitting and listening.
“Slave. Walk to me slowly. One foot in front of the other. Show me how you walk.”
She had a little trouble standing but managed. I enjoyed watching her naked body move and I could tell she wanted my approval.
“Now walk back to where you were, then return to me.”
As much as I was trying to be businesslike and objective, her little round ass totally distracted me. Ok, so I am an “ass man.” Well legs too, and, and, well, in her case, everything.
“Not bad, but you need practice with those heels which will tone those legs even more. Then more practice with other heels one and two inches taller. But you have to progress slowly or risk injury.
“Now, I want you to walk from here to the bed and back five times. Try to walk like you are on the catwalk in a fancy outfit and nothing else matters.” We watched her intently and with each pass she got better until her walk was nearly perfect. We all clapped and cheered. She blushed at first, but then smiled, enjoying the attention. Happier at the moment, but not for long. This was a real roller coaster ride for her today.
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