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 The Adventures of Karen - Part 17 - Humiliation

   ( ff bd ds feet shoes ir Fdom Mdom )

   Greta led Karen to her small private bedroom at the end of the corridor,
leaving the others in the dungeon.  She was in a hurry to get settled so
that she could watch the proceedings on her television monitor.

   When they reached the room she ushered Karen in front of her and bade
her lie on the bed.

   'Let's make ourselves comfortable, my dear', Greta lay beside her, still
fully clothed, 'and see what the men are getting up to down there.'

   She put her arm around Karen's naked shoulders as they settled down to
watch.

   In her hurry to make sure that Andy was properly punished she had
neglected to make any further effort to use Lisa on the metal structure,
despite the fact that Karen had begun so well.  Lisa was still lying almost
horizontal, strapped securely to the metal cross bars, with her head at
exactly the right level to serve any male, or female, in the most intimate
way.  Greta was amused at the thought, any female would be better.  She
felt that love between two females was always the most intense pleasure,
regardless of the special pleasures that only a man could bring.  Karen
would learn soon enough in here, she smiled broadly.

   Andy was quite unaware of the predicament the helpless Lisa was in, the
presence of two lusting males was, at this moment, of no interest to him.
He was still helpless in the stocks, legs spread wide and his hands and
head held firmly within the warm wooden embrace of the crossbeams.  He was
still sorely aware of the beating that his exposed ass had taken, a burning
heat still spreading across and around into his loins.  The punishment had
started for him as a much longed-for pleasure; the thought of being
helpless and beaten as a naked woman masturbated him had long been a
fantasy.  However, he had soon found, as the beating continued, that there
was, for him at least, a very definite borderline between pleasure and
pain. He had enjoyed the constant masturbation by Karen.  It was
pleasurable in every way and the timing of the strokes had added to that
pleasure, but, once he had ejaculated, and ejaculated so copiously, he
found that the continued stimulation of his cock became painful.

   Of course Greta had been aware of this.  She had learned long ago that
while men loved to experience their orgasm, their messy orgasm, it was
almost inevitably just one pitiful orgasm before they needed to rest and
recuperate.  Even her beloved Karl, who had considerable experience in
pleasing her, always needed a rest between cums.  She had always thought
how sad, how frustrating, it must be not to be able to enjoy multiple, even
continuous orgasms as she did, as so many women did.

   Andy lifted his head as he heard some movement behind him.  He could not
see but sensed that someone was standing very close, very close indeed.  It
felt, in some way strange, the presence of someone, something.  Then he
realised.  Both Karl and Ken had walked up behind him and were fondling his
burning ass, and slowly working around to stroking his limp cock.  #
Despite his soreness, despite his tremendous cum he felt that familiar
stirring, but despite the efforts of the two men he could not achieve any
significant erection.

   'Useless!' Karl snapped and moved away.

   Ken continued his ministrations, not daring to stop until commanded by
his Master.

   'Stop that and come over here, I need some relief and no mistake.' Karl
spoke a little hoarsely, his bulging erection sticking out of his trousers.
'Slave Andy is not going to help me I fear, so you will have to do.'

   Ken walked across to Karl, his thick cock still swaying erect before
him.

   'Hmmm, I see why the Mistress likes you, you have such a magnificent
weapon there.' Karl smiled, 'But not today my slave, you will service me
instead.

   Ken nodded, he knew that this would inevitably end with him kneeling at
the Masters feet paying homage to the bulging cock, before he had to stroke
it and take it deep into his mouth, his throat, before Karl would be
satisfied.

   'Just adjust slave Lisa before you start, I want her to see you perform
on me, she might just learn something from you.'

   Ken went over to the controls and slowly tipped Lisa into an upright
position so that she was, naked and spread-eagled, facing the two men.

   'And, before we continue, I want to shame, I want to humiliate, slave
Andy.' Karl looked across at the reddened cheeks.  'Remove him from the
stocks and make him kneel in front of slave Lisa.'

   Ken quickly unshackled Andy and moved him into position.  He looked at
Karl and asked, 'Shall I retrain him Master?'

   'Oh, yes indeed!  Wrists to ankles, of course, and then give him a
posture collar, I want him to look directly into Lisa eyes for this.'

   With a few deft movements the naked Andy was kneeling upright before
Lisa, the straps making it impossible for him to relax in any way as Ken
fixed a broad stiff collar around his neck.  He looked up towards the
spread-eagled naked body and waited.

   'Excellent!  I like it.' Karl motioned Ken over towards him and gestured
to his throbbing cock.  ' You know what to do, get on with it.'

   Ken knelt and began teasing the massive erection with his tongue as Karl
continued to speak, this time ignoring Ken, who was intent on his duties.

   'Now slave Andy, you have caused my good wife some anger, and you have
been punished for it.  I think she is satisfied, for now, but I am not.'

   Andy trembled at the tone of voice.

   'You are quite worthless to me here unless you know how to behave.  You
need to learn to feel shame and humiliation.' Ken was still laving the huge
cock, as if there was nothing, no-one else, in the room.  'You will speak
to slave Lisa and tell her how useless you are.'

   Andy was unsure what he should do, he had never been in this situation
before.  He desperately wanted to look at Ken for some sign , some advice
but he was aware that Ken was too busy to bother about him.  As Karl spoke,
Ken was aware of the likely outcome.  He had seen other males come here and
fail in some way, and this was the final test.  He hoped that Andy would
pass, he had seemed to be a genuinely likeable guy and he would help share
some of the burdens that he had had to carry on his own for the last six
months or so.  Ken silently willed his support, his hopes, as he continued
to indulge the Master.

   'Go on, get on with it!' Karl almost shouted.  He could feel himself
getting nearer to cumming, slave Ken always performed so well for him, and
he wanted to time his cum with the final humiliation of Andy.

   Andy remained silent as he planned his words.

   'I am so sorry Master, I am a useless slave!' Lisa looked into his eyes,
willing him to continue, she knew too well that this was his final chance.

   'Go on!' Karl was nearing orgasm now, 'Quickly!'

   'Master I deserved to be beaten, I am of no use to either you or
Mistress.  I am not fit to be your slave.' Behind him Karl nodded
approvingly.

   'Master, I am so useless I am not fit even to be a slave to Mistress
Lisa!'

   Karl felt a thrill, this was the first male for a very long time who had
realised his destiny.  'True, you are worthless, but the thought of giving
slave Lisa her own toy does rather appeal to me.'

   'Please master, may I be permitted to serve slave Lisa.  Anything to
please you and Mistress.'

   Lisa smile slyly, this was going better than she had hoped.  With luck
Master would keep Andy and let her use him in menial tasks.  And, if Andy
remained, then she knew that her new friend Karen would be pleased.

   'Yessss, I think so.  Yes that is a possibility I think.' Karl prolonged
his decision, willing his impending orgasm to wait.  'Just how will you
serve slave Lisa?'

   'In any way you wish, Master, sorry, in any way she wishes.'

   'Any way, any way at all?  Are you sure?' Karl looked across at Lisa,
his cock beginning to pulse as Ken brought him almost to completion.  'What
would you wish, my dear little slut?  What would you want from this
creature?'

   Lisa knew what she had to do.  'He can start by licking my feet Master.'

   'Would you like that, slut?'

   'Yes please Master, may I order him?'

   'Yes, I have made my mind up, we will keep him and you may use him as
you wish.' Karl put his hand on Kens bobbing head.  'Stop for a moment, go
and unstrap the useless slave, he has duties to perform.'

   Ken quickly released Andy from the straps and the collar and discreetly
patted him on the shoulder before he returned to his masters cock, wet with
spittle and pre-cum.

   'Get on with, serve your new mistress, before I change my mind.'

   'Yes Master', Andy spoke quietly and moved towards the bare feet in
front of him.  He looked up at the suspended naked form of Lisa and asked,
' May I worship your feet Mistress Lisa?'

   'Yes, do it!  Do it now!'

   Andy bent down and began to run his tongue across the top of Lisa's bare
right foot.

   'Stop!' Lisa spoke sharply, looking at Karl for approval.  'Until you
prove yourself you are only fit to lick the soles of my feet.  Now do it
properly!'

   Karl smiled, the way Lisa had reacted pleased him, the way Ken continued
to tongue his cock brought him ever nearer to cumming.

   Andy bent down until his face was under the sole, the bare smooth sole,
of Lisa's right foot.  He tentatively reached with his tongue and licked
the base of her toes.  Finding no objection he began to run his tongue
along the smooth flesh, across the instep and towards the smooth round
heel.

   Karl watched approvingly.  This was true humiliation.  Watching a male
slave, a naked male slave, licking the bare soles of an equally naked
female slave, to endure complete humiliation, had to be a real pleasure!

   'Don't stop worthless slave, you will worship those bare soles, those
bare feet.  You are owned by a mere slave, you can sink no lower!'

   Andy continued licking the sole, and around the base of the toes.

   'Arggggg, yessssss!' Finally Karl could not hold back his cum any longer
and spurted the hot cream deep down Kens throat.

   Finally spent, he pushed Ken away and watched Andy continue to serve at
the feet of the helpless Lisa.

   He smiled as he thought to himself that his guests at the next meeting
would approve of him owning a male foot worshipping slave.  They all
expected females to pay homage, but to have a male humiliated in public in
this way would be an excellent entertainment.



   Greta had watched the television monitor, entranced, as the performance
continued.  Andy had crawled under the naked left foot and was still
licking the smooth bare sole, not daring to stop until he had been
instructed.  Despite his earlier tiredness, the stimulation of the deed he
was performing was having a noticeable effect.  Not a full and firm
erection to be sure, but nevertheless an erection.

   'You see, slave Karen, you boyfriend has his uses?' Greta gave Karen a
short hug, 'What do you think now?'

   Karen hesitated.  Lying almost naked next to her Mistress, she was
unsure of how she should behave.

   'You are confused my dear?  Let me explain to you what is happening
here.' Greta sat up, pushing Karen back on to the bed as she did so.

   'My dear husband and myself love having slaves.  We like to be served in
many ways, some of which you have found already.  We are not harsh people
and we like to be as kind as possible, within certain limits.' Greta paused
and stood up.

   'We like to keep a couple of slaves, one male and one female, who can
handle our special requirements, but as you have already seen, sometimes we
need more help.  With the arrival of you and your boyfriend,' Greta nearly
said ex-boyfriend, but thought better of it, 'we are complete.  Now that
Andy has passed his test we have a proper little group.  You four are, of
course, totally at our mercy, and you will do whatever we require.'

   Looking at Karen, she smiled, 'You have a good idea of those
requirements!'

   'Yes Mistress, it will be my pleasure to serve you in any way.'

   'Excellent, you learn well.  You will notice what is happening now. 
Whilst all four of you are ours to use there will be times when we shall
take pleasure in watching you and Ken make use of the others as your own
slaves.' Greta paused and walked to the end of the bed.  'Complicated isn't
it?  Slaves having slaves?  But you can see how it works can't you now? 
You shall be our senior slave, with slave Ken at your side.  Slave Lisa
will serve you both as and when we wish it.  But', Greta paused and looked
directly into Karen's eyes, 'slave Andy is the lowest and weakest creature.
We shall use him for our pleasure and, for him, in future, our pleasure,
and yours if you so wish it, will be in his complete and utter
humiliation.'

   Greta looked towards the television.  Andy was still lying under the
suspended Lisa, licking the bare soles of her feet and looking up at her
naked body.  His erection had grown stronger which pleased Greta.  She
could not see her husband, who was off to one side of the screen, but slave
Andy was standing in a corner, head bowed and silent.

   'You see how enjoys his task, even licking the sole of a female foot
excites him.' Greta paused and looked back towards the bed.  Karen was well
aware of the way Andy reacted to the sight, the touch, the smell, of naked
feet and was not surprised.

   'Listen carefully, I suspect something is about to happen.' Greta turned
the sound up and watched.  As she did so Karl came across into view and
stood over the naked Andy, still licking at the bare feet.

   His voice echoed from the television, 'You like that, I can see, you
miserable wretch.'

   'Yes Master Karl, yes Mistress Lisa.' Andy paused briefly to speak and
then continued working his tongue up between the naked toes.

   'Yes you do.  I shall be kind and permit you to play with that wretched
little cock of yours.  Would you like that?'

   'Yes Master, yes Mistress Lisa.' Andy felt a thrill, he had recovered
quite well from his earlier ordeal by masturbation and was feeling more
aroused.

   'Very well, this time I will allow you to cum, I give you permission.'
Karl stood over the naked Andy.  'Remember that here you are under my
control and you will do as I say, when I say it and you will never, ever,
play with that pitiful cock without orders from one of your superiors.  Do
you understand?'

   'Yes Master.' Andy stopped his tonguing, and wondered if he could do
nothing without permission from someone else.  He seemed to be totally
subservient, at the mercy, not only of his owners, but also at the mercy of
Ken, another slave and at the mercy of his girl-friend Karen and the
slave-girl Lisa.

   'Good, get on with it, make yourself cum.  Do not stop licking the feet
of your little mistress, and remember, until you cum she will not be
released from her own bonds.  Understand?'

   'Yes Master, thank you Master.' Andy turned towards the bare soles, the
bare feet, the bare toes and started working his tongue in between each toe
once again.  As he did so he began to stroke his own cock, steadily
increasing his pace as he became intoxicated with the taste of female
flesh, the texture of female feet.

   Back in the bedroom Greta and Karen watched fascinated at the sight of a
grown man, lying naked at the feet, the bare feet, of a naked female,
licking them and masturbating frantically.

   'He won't last long my dear, and then I can concentrate on you.' Greta
looked across at Karen and began to undo her dress.

   'Oooooooooh, oh god, yes!' Andy's voice came from the television as jets
of cum erupted from his cock and across his bare stomach.  Even as he
jetted, he did not stop his tonguing.

   Karl watched with interest, thinking that the outpouring of his cum was
not too bad considering his earlier ordeal in the hand, the insistent hand,
of Karen.  Perhaps this slave would turn out better than he had thought. 
Time would tell.

   'Stop now, wretch, clean yourself up and release slave Lisa.  I am sure
that you both want a rest.'

   Greta removed her dress, throwing it casually on the floor before she
turned towards the television and switched it off.

   'Now my dear, let us two have a little pleasure at last!' She stood at
the side of the bed, and slowly removed her panties and shoes, naked apart
from a black bra that struggled to hold her heavy breasts.

   Karen lay still, not daring to move until she had been given permission.
She had seen Greta naked before but had not really taken it in at the time,
being too heavily engaged with Karl to take a real interest.

   Greta reached behind and let her final garment drop to the floor.

   Karen gasped.  The breasts revealed in front of her were quite
magnificent.  They were certainly at least one cup size greater than her
own, rounded orbs, and the nipples were extended.  The real feature, the
real attraction, for Karen, however, was their shape.  They were full and
rounded and they hung low on Greta's chest, her nipples being almost in
line with her elbows.

   Greta bent forward and let her heavy breasts swing forward.

   'Do you like them my dear, do you like my nice, heavy, sagging, tits?'
Greta shook them slightly from side to side.  Karen could only gasp.  She
was always attracted to other women, perhaps more than to other men ,and
she had seen, and felt, more tits that she could remember, but these were
superb, magnificent.

   'Please Mistress, may I kiss your nipples?'

   'Oh yes, you may, indeed, you will.' Greta moved nearer to Karen's
already open mouth.  'That will do for a start, before we concentrate on
educating you in my little ways.'

   Karen seized one large, hard nipple, the right nipple, hard and large
and long and began to suckle.





   End of part 17

   ...  watch out for the next Part!

   (c) Cathy P

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