Then I laid aside the wand and went slow. I never tasted a woman so incredibly delicious but I had a goal. This was my fetish and I enjoyed it. Experience had made me good at making woman beg for an orgasm. I varied everything. Slow, fast, hard, soft. She writhed on the bed as much as her chains would allow.
“Please Master. Again you are torturing me. Make me cum. I am your slave. I will do anything you want but please make me cum.”
I didn’t say anything but just increased my ministrations. I licked her, every part of her. Her clit and lips, and down farther. The, oh so sensitive area between her pussy and ass opening. I had to hold her by the hips just to keep her still enough to continue. Then I darted the tip of my tongue in and out of her ass and making all the thousands of little nerves there send their messages to her clit and her brain. Whether she had ever experienced that I didn’t know but from her explosive reaction, her flooding juices and her scream of ecstasy, I am guessing she hadn’t felt that before. I backed off only slightly but continued to play with her. This time concentrating on her clit and it wasn’t long till she was cumming again. Then I increased my tongue lashing and used my hands on her hips and thighs before rubbing her g-spot light then rough. Her next big ‘O’ came more quickly. I knew all her buttons now and could make her cum at my will. All of the sounds she made were beautiful. All the whimpers. All the moans. All the screams each time she reached orgasm. I wasn’t keeping track of how many. Soon, hardly able to breathe she said, “Stop. No more. I can’t take any more.”
Music to my ears and incredible for the camera. I flicked her clit with my tongue a few more times then I sucked her clit hard. She spasmed once more and screamed one last time. I pulled back then and grabbed one of the video cameras to catch those last contractions ultra close up. She lay there exhausted.
“I am betting if I gave you ten minutes to recover, you would be ready to do it all over again. But enough for today.” She couldn’t speak at the moment anyway.
I unchained her from the bed and helped her up. Removing her leash I guided her to the dressing room I said. “Go shower and come back to the office. I am sure the others will be here by then. Oh and bring the shoes with you. Teryn can help you practice at home.”
As I went through the door I saw that Van and Teryn were already there. It was Vanessa that said. “Well it’s about time. What have you been up too?” She came over to me and sniffed the juices on my face. Then she licked my cheek. “I thought so, you dirty old man.” I grinned and they both laughed.
“I suggested Teryn borrow a few items from your supply room to help in her training at home.”
“Please, may I, Sir? I promise to bring them back the moment you ask. Vanessa gave me some great ideas, and some I can use stuff at our apartment, but some need special equipment.”
“Of course. Van, take Teryn to the supply cabinets and there is probably a sports bag you can use. Our little slave will be back in a few. She is just showering up.”
The two girls left the room, Teryn giggling like she had just won the lottery. I had only a few moments to contemplate all that had happened today when Jenn walked in. I really liked her new hair style. And with the nose ring she looked the totally rebellious Asian slut.
“Your roomie will be back in a sec. She and Mistress Van seem to have had a good time.”
“Master, what are you doing to me?” I turned to face my new bondage model. “I don’t think I want to be a Gorean slave anymore. I am becoming nothing more than a slut. I don’t know about this, Master.” She held out her wrists, wrapped in steel, and with one hand flicked her new hair style.
“Ahhh, but you do know. I am not turning you into anything. I am just bringing out what you are and want to be.”
Just then, Teryn and Van returned, all smiles, Teryn carrying a gym bag over her shoulder. It looked a little heavy.
“Hey, slave?” Teryn said to Jenn. “Have fun while we were gone?”
Jenn lowered her head, unable to meet the dominant gaze of her roommate. “It was ok, yeah.”
“Teryn and I talked about a few changes, with your permission,” Vanessa addressed me.
“For example?” I countered.
“We agree that even though Jenn loves her steel, she might equally like leather. Right, slave?” Vanessa looked directly at Jenn. It appeared she had a choice, even though I was sure the steel for leather trade was already predetermined.
Jenn looked at me, but I was noncommittal. “I guess so.”
“Then let’s do it.” Teryn walked behind Jenn and using her key, released the collar. She set the steel on the table, with an audible clank. While Teryn moved around to the front to remove the cuffs, Van came around from the back and wrapped a black dog collar around Jenn’s neck. But this was no common collar. In rhinestones across the front of the collar it said SLUT. Jenn had no idea it was there.
Jenn had a blank look on her face. She was making no attempt to resist what was happening. But when Van shut a small padlock on the back of her collar with an audible CLICK, her eyes flew open. In just a few moments, both wrists and ankles were enslaved with leather and small locks.
“Whatya think?” Van asked to no one in particular. Teryn clapped in glee and I nodded with a smile.
Jenn looked to me and then back to Teryn, then back to me. I noted these leather cuff had clips like carabiners. They were easy to clip together, needed no lock, but were impossible to unclip without help. I sensed Teryn had several plans for tonight.
I pulled out my money clip and was about to hand Jennifer $400, but then quickly calculated my options and instead handed them to Teryn. “Now that you have a mistress, slave, I think she should handle your earnings. We wouldn’t want you losing or wasting them,” I said with a smile.
“But Master,…” Jennifer started, but immediately Teryn interjected.
“Thank your Master. Don’t be ungrateful, slave.” Jennifer was stunned by this turn of events, her mouth wide open. I know she wanted to rebel, but like a chastened child she turned to me.
“Thank you, Master,” with no enthusiasm.
Wielding a leather leash, Teryn swiped the back of Jenn’s thighs, causing her to jump and yelp in pain. “Why did you do that?” Jenn angrily responded.
“Thank your Master correctly, explaining why you are thankful, slave. I have known you to be ungrateful ever since we started rooming. You seem to think appreciation is beneath you. Now thank him correctly or else!”
I think both Van and I were both stunned, yet overjoyed by this exchange. Jenn did not retort, she just turned to me and said, “Thank you, Master, for your training and this opportunity to model for you, and for paying me for it.”
“You’re welcome, kajira,” I responded with a smile.
“And what about Mistress Vanessa?” Teryn chimed.
“Thank you, Mistress Vanessa, for training me and…” she started, but then had to bite her lower lip. She was close to tears.
I was about to react, when Teryn stepped forward, clipped the leash on Jenn’s SLUT collar, and said, “And thank you Sir and Vanessa. We should get going. School tomorrow, and we have much to do before hitting the books, right slave?”
“Yes,” Jenn whispered.
“Teryn, I look forward to seeing you again. I will make that appointment with Joel for after school hours tomorrow, come here after. I have plenty to do here with the photos and vids in the morning. When can you make it to see Joel?”
“We have an early day tomorrow. How about 1 PM?”
“Perfect. You should be here about two or so then.”
Van, left just a few minutes after them, but turned and said. “Uhhh, Teryn likes power over a slave a lot, like she was born for it. Whether her dominance will match Jenn’s submissiveness will be interesting to see. I hope they are at the same level when they both discover what that is.”
I understood exactly what she meant. I thought I had talked to Teryn about pushing a slave beyond her limits. Perhaps I had not. Not that it would have mattered probably anyway.
I was left in a daze. What a day. I could still taste the little Asian. I was a contented man for now and more adventures to come. I was also pleased that we had begun to push Jenn’s limits. I could only imagine what would take place tonight between the two girls. Some kind of sparks were going to fly there too.
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