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 The Adventures of Karen - Part 9 - Training Begins

   ( ff bd ds feet shoes ir Fdom Mdom )

   Karen had watched, fascinated, as Karl paddled Lisa, making her ass
redder and redder.  She could see that far from being punished, Lisa was
actually enjoying the pain; Karen understood herself that the sharp slaps
from a leather strap were in fact quite stimulating after the initial few
blows.  She saw, as Karl had seen, that Lisa's arousal was indeed making
her sweet juices flow copiously.  Karen could only watch and envy her that
special pleasure, an orgasmic release without any direct contact on the
most sensitive parts.

   As Lisa was released from the warm embrace of her Master, Karen could
tell, by the way she was walking, that she still needed further pleasure.
As she stood facing the wall she saw the almost imperceptible clenching and
unclenching of Lisa's rounded thighs.  It was quite dim in that corner and
even had he looked it was unlikely the Karl would have noticed those subtle
movements.  Karen understood them only too well, she had had many
pleasurable times discreetly flexing her muscles and stimulating her own
swollen clitoris, even in quite public places, standing or sitting, when
even the passers-by would be hard pressed to know that they were within
touching distance of a girl in an aroused pre-orgasmic spasm.  Karen
recalled one special occasion when, eating at a fashionable restaurant,
with some friends, she had felt the urge upon her.  She had spent some
several minutes gently squirming on her chair and flexing her thigh muscles
and, although almost in control, had involuntarily uttered a slight gasp
which was commented upon by an adjacent waiter.  He enquired if '...Madam
was feeling unwell?' to which she could only shake her head, but, with the
magic of the moment almost spent she had hurriedly left the table and
visited the powder room where, without even entering a cubicle she had
masturbated frantically until the inevitable release came to her.  She
remembered standing, leaning rather, against the wall, looking at her
flushed face in the mirrored wall as she licked her wet fingers, and then,
hearing the outer door opening, having just time to straighten herself up
and pretend to be adjusting her makeup.  Her sweet reverie was suddenly
interrupted by the voice of Greta behind her.

   'Now pay attention my sweet little slut,' Greta whispered softly into
her ear, 'you are going to learn to control your urge to cum until I give
you permission!'

   Karen felt a thrill of anticipation, of fear almost, rush through her.
She knew too well that when she got to a certain point she could never stop
herself, although she had tried many times in the privacy of her own bed to
bring herself almost, but not quite, to orgasm.  Even with her girl
friends, particularly her current one, (who was unknown to Andy), she tried
to avoid cumming but it always took the expertise of another to control her
desperate search for release, and even then it did not seem to take too
long before she felt the familiar pounding, the racing pulse, the
incredible feeling of pleasure.

   'This may take us some time, my dear, several days, and nights too,
perhaps, before you master your urges, but we shall succeed, never fear!'

   Karen wondered, her eyes rolled and she tried to speak into the gag, but
only succeeded in making incomprehensible grunts.

   Across the room, the dungeon, Andy was still standing, naked and
blindfolded, his cock even now semi-erect.  Plucking up his courage he
ventured to speak.

   'Mistress, Master, may I ask a question please?'

   He was quite proud of his daring even though fearing the worst.  Karl,
who had been sat near him, was still in a pleasant after-cum mood and he
allowed himself to answer.

   'Yes, slave, one question is permitted, and only one.'

   'Thank you Master.' murmured Andy, keeping his voice low and submissive
to show that he knew his proper place in this house, 'how long will we
remain as your guests here before we return to our work?  We have only a
few days left before we must report back.'

   Karl smiled grimly behind Andy's back, a smile that Karen could not see.

   'Never fear my slave, I have arranged matters so that you and your slut
woman can spend as much time here as it pleases me!'

   'But, but...', started Andy.

   'Silence, slave, I can do what I like with you both, I own you both now,
do you understand, OWN you!  You both work for one of my companies and the
Manager there will do exactly as I tell him.  As far as he is concerned you
are both on an extended, fully paid, leave of absence.  So, you see, you
are ours, all ours.'

   'Yes, all ours, all mine!' Across the room Greta smiled happily.  'And
you may even see your superior in a different light one day soon, both he
and his wife also serve us when we wish it!'

   Andy listened to these comments and his heart sank, he knew that nobody
was aware of where he and Karen had gone, he had no family or even any
close friends, and Karen's family lived thousands of miles away.  They were
truly at the mercy of this couple, their playthings for whatever and
whenever it took their fancy.

   Greta walked around Karen, stroking her fingers lightly across her naked
flesh.  Karen shivered slightly, a shiver of anticipation rather than fear.
The fingers lingered along the sensitive flesh at the base of her heavy
breasts, flesh that would normally have been covered by the drooping of her
breasts.  Greta stroked gently and began to talk to Karen.

   'Yes my dear, what heavy tits you have, what heavy sagging tits indeed!
No firm pert shape like a sweet young girl!  You must have had many hours
of pleasure playing with these sweet globes', she cupped one and rubbed it
and teased it gently, 'to make them hang so low.'

   Karen felt the familiar pleasures of stimulation; she had to admit to
herself that Greta was right, she did love playing with herself, she loved
making her own private kind of love to her sweet heavy tits, stroking and
cupping and lifting them.  Damn Greta for reaching into her deepest
secrets.

   'Yes, you love those drooping tits don't you?' Karen nodded, 'and I
wager you love your nipples even more!'

   Karen had to nod again, as she felt those now-familiar fingers begin to
tease and pull her rapidly hardening teats.  Damn the woman again!  She
knew so much, but even she could not truly know the incredible pleasures
that she got almost every night in bed when, after a session of tit
stroking, she would lift them up, and present them in turn to her eager
waiting lips, where she could lick and suck them to her hearts content. 
Not even the Greta herself could possibly imagine how Karen enjoyed this
special pleasure, how she could even cum if she was in the right receptive
mood.  And to think some of her friends had talked about 'vaginal orgasms',
'clitoral orgasms' and the like.  She considered herself so very lucky to
be able to experience so many varied orgasmic pleasures and she hoped
dearly that she could keep some of those secrets even here in this place of
pain and pleasure.

   Greta continued to fondle Karen with one hand as the other hand wandered
between her legs, feeling the moistness, no, the wetness, the flooding,
within.

   'Hmmm, you are so wet, my dear, shall I make you cum now?'

   Karen opened her eyes wide and pleaded, grunting into her gag, desperate
to cum.  The intense pleasure of being bound totally naked and exposed on
the saltire had aroused her almost beyond endurance.  'God', she thought,
'this is so good, so exciting!  I know I need it and it's been so long'. 
So long indeed, she had not experienced many serious bondage pleasures
since her marriage other than the scenes she and her girl friend enacted
regularly at their flat before she moved in with Andy.  Greta slowly
stroked the swelling, hardening clitoris as Karen felt the familiar
pounding begin.  She was getting so near, so very very near.  Suddenly the
probing fingers stopped.  Karen almost sobbed, so near, so desperate, but
there was to be no relief.

   Greta looked at her husband.  'May I use the slut for a time over here,
my dear?'

   Karl nodded his approval.

   'Lisa', Greta called, 'come over here and begin to work on your new
little slave!'

   Lisa walked unsteadily over, her ass still glowing from the attentions
of Karl ; her own swollen love flesh still not fully satisfied.  She felt
lucky, she had not expected to be allowed to perform after she had offended
the Master.  However, she knew, that in this house, the word of Greta was
paramount, her husband always deferred to her.

   'You will make love to this slut, she will be your slave for a time.  Do
whatever you wish to her, but do not allow her to cum.  Bring her to the
very edge of desperation but do not, do NOT, let her cum, until I order
it.'

   Lisa nodded and murmured her thanks to her Mistress.  She stood before
Karen's naked form, her every intimate part fully exposed, from the tips of
her sweet bare toes to the top of her head, her only covering the wide
leather straps around her ankles and wrists and the strap holding the ball
gag in her mouth.

   'Before you begin, slut Lisa', Karl intervened, 'you should change her
gag for one of those cock gags you like yourself so much.'

   Lisa nodded, she understood.  She was used to being gagged, it was
indeed a pleasure for her to feel subservient and humbled like that.  Given
the choice she enjoyed the cock gag, of whatever size she was given, more
than any other, more, even, than the ring gag that Karl liked to use on her
when he was in a particularly dominating mood.  She walked over to Karen,
looking directly into her eyes, trying to express her desire without
speaking.  She undid the strap holding the ball gag and removed it; placing
it on a nearby bench she picked up a medium sized cock gag, medium in
length, if not in girth.  Apart from its squatness, it was shaped exactly
like an fully erect, swollen headed cock, even having a hole through it, in
this case for air, rather than the liquid treasures a true cock could
yield. She inserted it deep into Karen's waiting, eager, mouth and strapped
it firmly in position.

   Lisa stepped closer to Karen and began to trace her fingers over her
swelling nipples, pinching and pulling them in turn until they grew red and
swollen yet again.  Once they were hard enough she bent and nipped one
between her teeth and gently tugged on it, making Karen first wince and
then gasp through the gag with obvious pleasure.  As Lisa continued the
treatment alternating between each tit Karen began to wriggle in her bonds,
moving her ankles and wrists slightly.

   Greta saw her struggles with a particular pleasure, there was nothing
she liked more than to see naked girls in some form of bondage working on
each other and any struggles only made the scene more intensely satisfying
for her.

   'Pull those straps much tighter, slut Lisa, stop her moving now!'

   Lisa moved quickly, pulling the wrist straps as tight as she could, a
sensation that was not unpleasant for Karen.  Then she bent down, her own
tits swinging and hanging down as she adjusted the ankle straps.  This time
it was Lisa who had the chance to touch those sensitive bare feet and she
spent more time stroking each bare foot, stroking between each bare toe
before she bent right down and began to suck each big toe in turn.  Lisa
was by now an accomplished expert in sucking cock, and this change of
target was nothing new for her, in fact in many ways she enjoyed foot
worship even more, if that were possible.  As she made love to Karen's bare
feet, Karen herself was beginning to breathe more heavily, the erotic
pleasures below her having their desired effect.  In an attempt to get some
pleasure, some relief, she began so suck long and hard on the cock gag,
imagining it to be a solid hard cock ready to penetrate her.  Inevitably
she tried to obtain some small relief by sucking hard on her gag,

   Lisa had sensed an impending orgasm and knew she should try and keep her
naked and willing victim on the edge of release, so she stopped laving the
bare feet and soles and moved her attentions towards the soft inner thighs,
sensing the sweet muskiness of Karen's excitement.  As Karen began to
tremble and tense, Lisa stopped her ministrations and paused, just blowing
gently across the red swollen clit in front of her, teasing and tormenting
Karen without helping her release.

   Greta leaned forward and nodded approvingly, 'Good slave, good slave,
keep it up, make her suffer!'

   Lisa loved being praised by her Mistress and continued the sweet
torment, but her unfamiliarity with Karens reactions caused her to almost
misjudge her work and let her cum.  Just in time she sensed the danger and
stood up abruptly, causing Karen to moan in desperation.

   Changing her methods, Lisa began to play with Karen's right tit, lifting
and pulling it, squeezing it and rubbing it, giving Karen yet more
stimulation.  Finally, she held Karen's head and pulled it forward and down
a little, and then she began lifting the full, heavy tit towards her gagged
mouth.  Lisa started gently rubbing the swollen nipple across the strap
holding the gag in Karen's drooling mouth.  The stimulation of a warm erect
nipple rubbing on smooth soft leather was too much for Karen to bear, she
began sucking the cock in her mouth more and more fiercely as Lisa
tormented her nipple, making Karen wish for her to treat her other tit
equally.  Lisa, however, knew the sweet frustrations of being partly
tormented, of having one tit worked on to the point of orgasm while leaving
the other hanging and untouched, knowing that eventually the lightest touch
on the other tit, the other nipple, the other erect nipple, could easily
bring the victim, the lover, to a rapid orgasm.

   But before she could experiment with Karen's feelings in this way it was
too late!  With a deep moan into the gag Karen shuddered and orgasmed, her
sweet juices running copiously down her outstretched and naked thighs.

   'You stupid useless slut!', thundered Greta, 'I told you to keep her on
the edge, and not let her cum!'

   Lisa moved away hanging her head in shame.

   'Sorry, Mistress', she murmured, 'please forgive me, please, I beg!'

   'Now you will both be punished!', Greta was quite beside herself, she
had secretly almost cum watching the naked pair and being frustrated like
that was not at all satisfying.  'You will both sit on the horse.'

   Andy, meanwhile, was still standing patiently, blindfolded and naked,
with his cock in what had seemed a permanent semi-hard state.  The sounds
of the activity across the room had been erotic enough but now that Greta
had intervened it seemed even more exciting to him and his cock began to
arise once more to a full and throbbing erection.

   Karl had left his seat and helped release a naked and sweating Karen
from her bonds, before guiding her across the room to the horse, so
recently used to torment Lisa.

   Greta brought Lisa across and the two naked girls stood facing each
other, looking into each others eyes and wishing they were in a soft warm
bed together pleasuring themselves endlessly.  It had already become
obvious to Karl and Greta that these two girls were ideally matched in
temperament and taste and they had already begun planning how they could
use them in the future to entertain their guests at one of their regular
parties.  Parties was the polite word, but in fact they were more like
orgies.  The girls were unaware of these thoughts of course, being more
concerned with their immediate future.

   'Mount, my sweet sluts, mount the horse now!', Greta commanded, 'but,
before you sit, push these deep into your wet cunts.'

   She gave each girl a thick dildo, about 6 or 7 inches long, the main
length realistically embossed with thick veins and the head with a
pronounced rim.  At the base of each was a wide thick collar, smooth
underneath, but covered with small rubber nipples on the upper surface. 
The surface that would rest against their exposed clits!  Greta watched
while they thrust and pushed until they were fully inserted.  Lisa and
Karen mounted opposite ends of the horse facing each other, the sitting
position making sure that the firm unyielding diodes were pushed as deeply
as possible into their deepest recess.  As they sat there, Karl proceeded
to strap their ankles clear of the ground, removing any possibility of them
relieving the pressure on their already wet and swollen clits and labia,
and of course keeping the dildo as deep as possible inside each girl.

   Meanwhile, Greta was busy strapping each girls wrists behind their
backs, so that they were both sat upright, fully erect and facing each
other, their heavy tits just moving and swaying lightly as they breathed
heavily in anticipation of the ordeal to come.

   'Now, sluts, listen very carefully, very carefully!', Greta was in total
charge again, 'you will both sit there with the vibrator running at maximum
speed, and there will be a prize!'

   The girls looked at her, puzzled.  Neither had realised at that point
that each dildo had its own vibrator within it.

   'Yes, my dears, a prize for the winner, and a punishment for the loser.'

   The girls looked at each other and wondered.

   Karl was smiling, he knew what had been planned and was looking forward
the events in store for the victims.

   'Yes, the slut who cums first will be the loser, and she will spend her
next few hours in the sling over there.' Greta pointed across the room
where the device hung ready.

   Karen had some experience of this kind of device from her past
experiences, but this one seemed a little different.  As she looked across
it became clear that the victim, undoubtedly naked, would lie face
downwards in it with her arms and legs spread wide, with her tits hanging
over the edge so that all of her body was totally accessible for another
person to pleasure, and leaving her tits vulnerable to any torment the
Master or Mistress wished.

   'The winner will the slut who takes longest to cum.  And, because she
will take a long time to cum, she deserves a special prize, The prize will
be to be fucked, in front of us all, by a nice thick hard cock, by a man
who can, and will, fuck you in each and any way he desires.'

   Andy heard all of this and his cock throbbed in anticipation.  Surely
this would be his chance for some long awaited pleasure, but the next words
chilled him.

   'Yes, Karl and me, as well as slave Andy, will watch the winner being
fucked by my favorite slave, Ken, who is still in his cell along the
corridor.'

   Lisa knew what was in store for one of them.  Ken had been allowed to
fuck her on several occasions and she knew that he was remarkably well
endowed, and very long lasting indeed.  The last time he had fucked her, he
had kept pounding into her, cunt and mouth, in turns, in every position
imaginable, for over an hour before he finally shot floods of hot cum deep
into her cunt.  She had been sore for hours afterwards but she longed to
repeat the experience; she was determined to win this contest and let Karen
suffer the sling.

   With the girls strapped, bare feet clear of the floor, and hands behind
their backs, Karl and Greta made themselves comfortable.  Karl reached over
and removed the blindfold from Andy; he blinked his eyes in the
unaccustomed light and focused on the two naked girls across the room.  He
looked at the familiar curves of Karen, the smooth bare feet, the long
shapely legs, the gently rounded stomach, the heavy, almost pendulous,
breasts and heavy nipples and felt an urge to fuck her now, to fuck her
hard.  Then he shifted his gaze to Lisa, her figure quite similar to
Karen's, her tits perhaps a little firmer, her nipples several shades
lighter but still as large as Karen's.  He could see between each girls
shaven labia the end of the thick black dildoes glistening with their
juices.

   Then Greta switched the devices on.

   Both girls shuddered and wriggled to get a little relief.  Neither
wanted the sling, both wanted cock, real cock, and they needed it
desperately after the arousing time they had spent.  As the stimulation
built up the girls bodies both began to shake, the tits of both of them
swaying and bouncing as they reached greater pleasures.  Andy could see the
juices running from them and down the leather covered bar, and equally he
could see that both girls had nipples that were growing apace, thicker and
more swollen as they felt the arousal caused by the vibrations across their
tender clits.  As the torment went on Karen began to gasp and moan, Greta
having decided that the gags were not needed again.  After all, what
greater pleasure was there than the sound of a girl deep, into her orgasm,
moaning and gasping, shouting even, as the pleasure of the cum overtook
her.

   Lisa, meanwhile, managed to control herself better, but she was biting
her lip to suppress the cum she felt getting nearer and nearer.  Karen was
moaning and gasping, as, finally Lisa, aroused intensely, began to give
voice to her own feelings.  Both girls were being stimulated by the
vibrator, but the sight of each other, so close but untouchable, was also
having its effect.  Karen had her eyes fixed firmly on Lisa's swollen
nipples and swaying tits, wishing she could play with them, while Lisa was
equally entranced with the rich dark brown nipples in front of her.  She
had never seen nipples quite like Karen's before, the size and color were
different; the nipples thicker and the areole a dark brown, which she found
intensely exciting.

   Andy, from his position across the room, was aware that his erection was
throbbing and he was sure that pre-cum had begun to ooze from the bare head
of his cock.  The sounds of two almost orgasmic girls was sending signals
to his brain that he was unable to obey.

   Suddenly with a whimpering scream, Lisa gave vent to a long cry,
'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ooohhhhhhhhhhhh goddddddddddd,
yeeeeeessssssssssss!', as she shuddered in an uncontrollable orgasmic
spasm.

   Karen still held out, but the end was near for her too, as suddenly,
'Cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmminnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggg cummmmmmmmmminnng cummm!', escaped
from her wet open lips.

   Greta, clearly quite excited herself, stared across, as the girls looked
and pleaded for the vibrations to stop, and ignored them.  With the
continuing stimulation both girls entered another spasm, almost
simultaneously moaning and gasping and screaming their pleasure to anyone
who cared to listen.

   Finally Greta took pity on them both and turned the fiendish device off,
letting the girls slowly recover their composure.  Andy, excited almost
beyond control, felt that he had just managed to avoid cumming himself,
another few seconds and he knew he would have spurted uncontrollably.

   Greta got up, walked across to the girls and called Andy over.  Walking
with difficulty, and with his erection bobbing in front of him, he came to
his Mistress, who unfastened his cuffs.

   'Unstrap them both and help them from their steed', commanded Greta, 'we
will award the prize and the punishment later!'

   Andy took the chance to touch smooth, soft, sweet, naked female flesh as
he unstrapped the girls and, as if by chance, as he helped each off the
horse he managed to brush both tits, both heavy pendulous tits, and nipples
and allowed his erection to brush fleetingly across the smooth rounded bare
buttocks of each girl.

   The girls stood side by side, arms around each others shoulders,
awaiting orders from their Mistress, while Andy padded back across to his
place by the Master.

   'Now, later, you, Lisa, will be placed in the sling and Karen will apply
weights to your nipples.' Greta smiled broadly.  'There you will lie and
watch Karen being fucked by Ken, so near to you but untouchable.' She
intended Lisa to be stretched wide in the hammock while Karen was fucked
endlessly below, and, did he but know it, she was going to order slave Andy
to give Lisa a few fleshly pleasures too, while she lay bound exposed and
helpless!

   Karl continued the instructions.

   'But first, let us have some serious pleasure with our man-slave.  You
girls can watch as you see how we treat a mere male here,'

   He looked across at Andy, and continued, 'and you my dear slave, are
about to learn the pleasures of serious bondage and pain!'

   Andy was secretly thrilled and shocked in turn, his wildest dreams were,
it seemed, about to come true.

   'You will be pleasured in ways you can yet hardly imagine, and then, and
only then, shall you join us in watching your slut girl friend getting
fucked by a magnificent cock.'

   Andy knew then, that, whatever ordeal he was to face would be made
bearable by the thought of watching another man fuck Karen.  He still
remembered the uncontrollable cum he had experienced when he had watched
the session between Karen and her captors on the television in his room.





   End of part 9

   ...  watch out for the next Part!

   (c) Cathy P

   I hope you enjoyed this story - your pleasure is my pleasure!.  Let me
know what you have enjoyed, or, perhaps, didn't enjoy!  If you have ideas
for Karen, or any of the others, let me know - they're always willing to
learn!

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