Pet reached to her neck for the key that was always hanging there. By now I realised that she and Mistress had duplicates, and the same key fit all the locks they used for our cuffs and cages. She unlocked me and slid the cage off. It had done it work of preventing me getting hard, so my flaccid cock dangled down. “Don’t worry,” Pet said to the disappointed woman, “we can soon make it grow.” She led me over to Louise, and pulled the tattered thong out of her mouth. Louise resignedly opened her mouth and bent to take me in. My hands were still cuffed so I could only stand there as she slid her mouth up and down and I quickly felt myself growing. ” Not too quick,” laughed Pet as she pulled me back, stuffing the thong back in Louise’s face.
The woman had slipped her dress off and lay back on the bed, ams held out. I was rock hard now and as Pet released my hands and nodded encouragingly climbed onto the bed, kneeling over her. She reached up and pulled me down, whispering in my ear, “Be rough with me, and please don’t stop, whatever I say.”
I grabbed her hips, and pulled her towards me, her legs pushed back under me with her knees bent. Leaning forward across her, I held her hands above her head, my cock poised at her entrance. I lowered my head to whisper in her ear, “I claim my prize.” I was swept up in the moment now, and had forgotten the three people watching us.
“No,” she whimpered in pretend terror, “Please don’t.”
I pulled her arms put above her head, and then, with her unable to move, thrust hard inside her. She was soaking wet, the reluctance play acting, and I started to pound back and forth as she twisted under me. I leased her hands and grabbed her shoulder pushing her into the bed as I continued to thrust in and out. Her head turned away as she moaned, “Please stop, please stop.” I released her shoulders and grabbed at her breasts, roughly kneading them, twisting and pulling at her nipples. Her hands came up to push me away, so I grabbed them again, slapped her across the face, and stretched them hard against her head. She threw her head back at shrieked as she came against me. As she tensed, I released, and felt my cum flow into to her.
Suddenly spent, I collapsed on top of her and then rolled to the side, my legs and arm still across her body. I felt her hand come round and stroke my head, and I heard her gently whisper, “Thank you.”
The sound of clapping brought me back to reality, and the people watching us. The man had put his drink down and was applauding. “Perfect, next time I want my wife abused, I know who to come to,” he laughed. Pet stood by the door with a look of wry amusement on her face while my wife, tied to the chair and gaped with her own panties, just looked furious.
I clambered off the bed, and Pet, looking apologetic, replaced my cock cage, while the man got out of his chair and climbed on to the bed. They started talking quietly as the door opened and the mistress came in. Kissing Pet, she greeted the couple on the bed. “I suppose I’ve missed all the fun? They told me about your game, but it looks like you have had your prize.” The woman smiled back. “Yes, but the bitch was supposed to have a penalty and we haven’t got that far.”
“Why don’t you leave that to me?” Suggested the Mistress. ” You can stay here as long as you want, and we’ll leave you alone.” The woman nodded her acceptance, as her partner started to undress and get into the bed bedside her. Nodding at Pet to release Louise, the Mistress attached a lead to my collar and led me out of the room. As Pet joined us, Louise also on a lead, we returned back down the stairs to the reception. I could hear the party going on in the sitting rooms, and the door to the dungeon was open, with the light on. Mistress lead the way as we descended the steps. A few people were sitting in chairs when we got down there, and a young woman stood in the middle of the room, her arms stretched tight above her, attached to ropes hanging for the ceiling. I realised that they were on pulleys, which had been tightened so she could just reach to floor.
It was the young girl from the kitchen. Sweat dripped from her, and her hair hug damply around her face. The weals on her back were explained by the whip that a woman was holding, breathing heavily next to her. She still had her evening gown on, but her feet were bare as she padded around the dungeon floor. Mistress dropped my lead and walked over to her, and I wasn’t surprised to see them kiss each other, full and hard on the lips. That seemed to be her default way of greeting everyone. Taking the flogger from around her waist, Mistress flicked at the hanging girl, eliciting a cry as the ends ran across her bruised back. “This one loves being flogged,” she laughed, “I bet she came while you did it?”
“She’s certainly and eager little slut,” laughed the woman, “but I think even she has had enough now.”
Mistress nodded at Pet, who went to the wall and released the ropes. The girl slid to the floor and lay there as Pet undid her wrists, and then helped her up, and led her to the cell in the corner. I watched the girl climb on the bed and curl up under the blanket, sobbing quietly as Pet closed the door.
Mistress turned to Louise. “You have a choice. Flogging, or sex with everyone in this room.” The people reclining in their seats brightened when she said this. “Before you make up your mind, you can have a taster, a single lash.”
Pet grabbed Louise’s lead and tugged her to the centre where the ropes were hanging. She tried to pull away so Pet slapped her twice, hard across the face. Before she could react Pet grabbed Louise’s hand, and slipped the rope around it, tying it tight. Doing the same to the other she wound the pulley, lifting Louise’s arms until they reached above her head, stretching them in a Y shape. She stood on front of the captive woman, slightly shorter and lifted her head, her eyes blazing. “I’ve been wanting to do this all day, you little whore!”
The Mistress handed Pet the whip, and she stood behind Louise. Flicking her hand, she cracked the whip in the air and Louise shrieked. “You stupid bitch, I haven’t started yet,” screamed Pet. She cracked the whip a couple more times, and Louise continued to shriek, as Mistress and the guests laughed at the terrified woman. Finally Pet turned her hand slightly, and as the whip cracked this time, the end fell across Louise’s back, a red weal instantly appearing. Louise screamed even louder, and tears sprung to her eyes. Mistress nodded at Pet, and the whip cracked another time, a second line appearing on her back.
Mistress walked round to look Louise in the face, pulling me with her. Her head hung beneath her outstretched arms, and tears ran down her face, mixing with the snot running from her nose. There could not have been more contrast with the elegant woman who had descended the stairs on the Master’s arms a few hours earlier. She spoke to Louise in a low voice. “Your penalty will be 10 lashes, You have already had 2 so you only have to be another 8. There is an alternative, you can be fucked by everyone in the room. If that’s what you want, you will be stretched over the bench, and every one will line up to take their turn with whichever hole they want. Thats mouth, cunt or ass.” She leaned closer, “you didn’t like that this afternoon, did you?”
She continued, “Don’t be fooled by the fact there are only four of us I the room right now. There are at least another 10 guests left upstairs, plus the waiters, and the chefs. Every single one of them will get the chance to have you, however they want.”
I was shocked at what she was saying, but then remembered that whatever happened, Louise could stop at any moment with the safe word. She didn’t even have to continue the flogging. I heard her murmur, “Flogging.”
“What’s that, Mistress can’t hear you?”
“Flogging” screamed Louise.
Pet picked up the whip with an evil grin on her face. Mistress pulled me back, and we stood in front of Louise. She started at me, her eyes narrowed in anger, as I saw Pet lift her hand. The whip cracked and Louise screamed again. I saw the tip curl round and rest against her breast, and the red weal appears as it fell again.
Pet’s hand lifted and fell, until Mistress raised her hand. There was silence apart from Pet’s heavy breathing, and Louise’s sobs. Mistress lifted her head and looked into the camera above her head. “I hope you are enjoying the show,” she laughed, and then turning to Pet announced, “Final one.” Pet lifted her hand one more time, and I saw it fall as the whip cracked through the air and Louise screamed a final time.
Mistress flicked the TV remote, and I heard the sound of clapping coming through the speaker. They had obviously all been watching, and I suspected that the entire evening had been engineered just to reach this point. I stood lightly as the ropes were released and Louise slumped to the ground. Pet lifted her to her feet and led her to the cell, locking her in with the other girl. I noticed Louise get into the bed and spoon against her, much like Pet had done with me earlier. Pet returned and pointing to me, lifted her eyes enquiringly at the Mistress. She tipped her head quizzically and regarded me.
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