Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Ladihawk
Title: Mistress and her toys
Part: 3 of 3 parts
Summary: This story is about a Sadistic Mistress who finds a male and
female to become her toys.
Keywords: extreme, cbt, whipping, sadism, masochism, strapon, Femdom,



   MISTRESS AND HER TOYS

   Part 1

   Thirteen years ago i joined a private dungeon group in Seattle,
Washington and had attended several parties held there and had never met
anyone like Mistress.  It was a Friday night and the theme that night was
take down play.  I am not sure if you know what this type of play involves.
In a nutshell anything goes in this play.  It is usually reserved for the
most extreme playing or to teach someone a lesson that was not learned
before.

   I had a chance before to play with others as i come to the dungeon alone
and the scenes always drew an audience.  You see i love pain...cannot get
enough of it.  It does not matter to me what is done as long as nothing is
broken and i do not require a trip to the emergency room after playing.  So
the scenes i was involved with became quite messy with my blood from being
whipped or having needles stuck into my most private spots and various
other tortures i endured.

   Tonight as before i sought out the Events Director and told her i would
like to play if someone was looking.  I wandered about the room watching
subs and slaves being put through their paces...hearing their screams...the
sounds of whips and canes striking their flesh.  I do not see many males
here tonight and i like that as it meant i might have a better chance at
the rough playing i needed.

   My wandering brought me to the far corner of the dungeon where a very
pretty woman about 33 was strapped face down upon a sawhorse type of
apparatus with her wrists and ankles secured tightly along the legs of the
horse.  There were 2 men at each end of her one fucking her ass and the
other fucking her mouth with a steady rhythm going.  There was a woman
wearing a black leather corset and black garter with thigh high nylons
standing next to them.  This woman wore no panties and had a neatly shaved
pussy that peeked out from under the garter affair she wore.  As the men
fucked the helpless woman on the horse the other woman was whipping her
hard across her back and shoulders.  Her back was crisscrossed with dozens
of stripes looking very red and some almost purple.  Blood oozed from many
of the whip marks.

   i was so enthralled by this scene i was not aware the Event Director was
calling my name.  I kind of jumped a little when she touched me on my
shoulder and i turned to see her standing there with another woman i had
never seen before.  She introduced her as Miss Sarah and left us alone. 
This woman was beautiful with long flowing dark brown hair and deep blue
eyes.  She had an ample bosom, tight waist, and long shapely legs.  The
most striking thing about her was the long elegant evening dress she was
wearing.  More suited to being at a fancy ball then a dungeon.  Miss Sarah
had been watching the scene i was and had a chance to watch my reactions
also.  As she stood beside me she asked my name and i replied "Miss Sarah i
am david".  We talked for 20 minutes while watching the whipping continue
and i was asked many questions about my likes and dislikes and what i hoped
to find here tonight.

   I told Miss Sarah what my limits were.  While i did this i looked her in
the eyes and i could almost see a fire glowing from inside her.  I shrugged
it off as my over active imagination playing tricks on me.  Miss Sarah
reached her hand out and stroked my broad chest and it was almost like
being touched with an electric current.  It took my breath away and i felt
my knees quiver just a little.  I had never felt this way from being
touched before now.

   Miss Sarah eyed me and watched my expressions as she asked if i really
wanted to play with her tonight.  i almost screamed out my answer but
managed to hold back and told her "Miss Sarah i would like to play with
you".

   She placed her hand in mine and walked away from this scene to the
various restraint sections of the dungeon until we stopped at a huge wooden
X shaped thing.  The beams were 10 feet long and made of solid oak 8 inches
square.  Each beam had 12 eyehooks bolted into it and was impossible to
pull loose from the wood.  The top and bottoms of the beams were secured to
the roof beams and wooden floor and would not tip over no matter how hard
someone would struggle.

   Miss Sarah commanded me to strip and leave nothing on i was to even take
off my ring and watch.  As i removed my clothing i folded each piece neatly
and placed on the floor away from us and anyone else that came to watch.  i
was told to stand facing the wood and to spread my legs as far as i could.
Miss Sarah placed a metal shackle on my left ankle and then the right
ankle. i noticed a change coming over me.  It was not a new one as it
happens all the time when i know things are going to be rough.  Taking my
right wrist Miss Sarah pulled it up and clasped the metal shackle to it and
walked to the other side and did the same to my left wrist.

   Standing directly behind me Miss Sarah lightly ran her finger nails down
my spine from my neck to my buttocks and my breathing changed to short
pants and my body was exploding inside from her touch.  How could a woman
have this reaction on me i asked myself over and over again?  I felt her
hot breath upon my neck and felt her body press against mine as she grabbed
a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back and sideways.  As she did this
i felt her lick my earlobe and then nibbling on my neck with her teeth. 
The nibbles soon grew harder until she was biting me drawing small whimpers
from me.

   I could feel wetness on my neck and thought it might be blood but was
unsure.  Her teeth continued to bite my neck and shoulders as she reached
around to my chest and toyed with my nipples, which soon hardened.  My
nipples are not like most men you have known.  They are the size of a
woman's from years of intense torment and play done to them.  When they are
erect they are 3/4 an inch long and almost 1/2 inch wide.

   Miss Sarah had stopped her biting but continued to pinch my nipples from
behind me.  I felt her breasts rubbing against my back and the sweet aroma
that surrounded her.  Not knowing her as i do now i mistook that smell for
arousal but it was not.  When she becomes aroused the scent she gives off
will draw you deep into her as if you are in a trance.  As i said before
Miss Sarah was not like any woman i had ever known.

   I felt her presence leave mine and tried to glance backwards to see what
she was doing but the position i was in prevented that.  i heard a loud
crack and an instant later the impact as the single tailed whip connected
with my right shoulder.  I screamed in pain and it felt as if my back had
been ripped open and the bone was visible.  My body went rigid and i held
my breath trying to get some control over myself.  Before the fire had a
chance to die down i again heard the crack and the same instant explosion
of pain erupted from my shoulder as this stroke landed just below the last
one.  Again i screamed and tried to look to see the damage i just knew was
horrible and i that i was cut terribly.

   The whipping continued for what seemed hours and each stroke brought
another scream from me and my back felt like molten lava and i knew it
would never recover from this onslaught of the single tailed whip.  i was
not even aware Miss Sarah had stopped whipping me and was standing behind
me again with her breasts on my blazing hot back as i was sobbing.  Miss
Sarah whispered in my ear "are you sure you still want to play with me?"
and i finally was able to get out an audible yes.

   Miss Sarah removed the shackles holding my wrists and allowed my arms to
drop at my sides and knelt down to remove the ankle restraints.  I was then
told to turn and face her and this is when i noticed for the 1st time we
were not alone.  A group of perhaps 15 was standing there watching our
play. Subs and slaves were servicing their Masters and Mistress's as the
play unfolded before them.  No one spoke and it was almost like all were in
a trance.  Maybe i just thought no one was speaking.  I really do not know
nor did i care.  Once again the shackles were placed on my wrists and
ankles.  Standing in front of me Miss Sarah started touching my body and
playing with my nipples again.  As she pinched one she was biting the other
and with her free hand was squeezing my balls in her fist.  Actually it was
not really biting but rather the motion of chewing on them and i was
moaning in pleasure/pain.  You know there is not much difference for
someone like me as all pain is pleasurable to some extent.

   My back was still on fire and hurt so badly being in contact with the
wood behind me.  i knew she had hurt me badly and could envision requiring
stitches to close the wounds.  Miss Sarah stopped with her touching and
biting and picked up the single tailed whip again and i begged her not to
use it on me as she had already ruined my back.  i cried out for her to
stop and my words froze in my throat as i seen her arm go back and upwards
then come slashing forward and the explosion of pain slamming into my chest
as the scream ripped from deep inside me.  Miss Sarah told me to look at
the stroke on my chest but i was afraid to...afraid to see the horrible
damage she had done....  afraid to know.  Again she told me to look and i
did not want to know and cried out to her to not make me see this.  Her
voice became deeper and sterner as she commanded me to look and i could not
resist this command and slowly allowed my eyes to gaze down upon my ruined
chest.  I was startled to see just a bright stripe running from my shoulder
down to the top of my stomach.  There were no deep cuts like i
imagined...no horrible damage done and i knew then my back looked the same
way.  The mind is a horrible thing at times.  It can make you think the
worst has happened when in reality you are fine.

   Miss Sarah continued whipping my chest and arms and the molten lava
spread like a wildfire engulfing me and bringing me into a place most call
"sub space".  However this is a place i prefer not to be in as to me it is
not right.  If i wanted to escape to never never land i would not play like
i do.  I feel this is wrong and cheats both my tormentor and myself.

   When you are the one being beaten there is no such thing as time..it
does not exist...only the whipping exists and the way your body reacts to
it.  I really do not know how long Miss Sarah whipped me but i do know the
fire that covered my body and engulfed my senses did not stop.  Even after
the whipping was over i continued to burn and cried out in pain at the
slightest touch.

   Miss Sarah asked a couple of those watching us to help me down from the
cross and i am glad they did as my knees buckled and i almost fell to the
floor when i was released.  They helped me over to a sitting area at the
side of the playroom and motioned for me to kneel on the floor beside her
as she sat on the comfortable love seat.  After a scene like this it takes
me quite some time to come back to reality and during this time i cannot
speak proper sentences.  Miss Sarah did not push me but sat there and
gently stroked my hair and sometimes reached down to torment my nipples
some.

   When i was finally able to talk correctly and reply without stuttering
Miss Sarah and i chatted about the scene.  She was impressed with the way i
had reacted and the sounds i made.  We made a date to meet here again in 2
weeks to play again.  The next time we played i was hurt badly by her and
loved every minute of it.  She told me then she wanted me to become her new
"pet".  When i asked what type of pet i would be she laughed and said "not
a cat or dog type of pet" and explained i would be hers to use and abuse as
she sees fit.  I would neither be a sub nor a slave nor just an object.  I
looked at her, smiled and replied "i would very much like to be your pet
Miss Sarah".  I soon moved into her home and began a new life.















   Part 2

   I cannot believe it has been 16 months since i met Mistress at the
dungeon in Seattle.  We knew we were right for each other the 1st time we
played and i moved in with her a few days later.  We live in a large
2-bedroom town house.  Our living area and kitchen is downstairs and the
bedrooms upstairs.  We have converted 1 bedroom into a small dungeon.  It
is not the ideal place to play as we do have neighbors 6 inches away from
us separated by just a wall.

   Mistress and i share her bedroom and i sleep with her most of the time.
Sometimes she makes me sleep on the floor if i have been very naughty. 
However this does not happen much because Mistress loves to torture me
every chance she gets including in the middle of the night.

   We both sleep in the nude and i love to feel her nakedness upon mine. 
However i can not touch her as i am in strict bondage which includes a 2
inch wide leather collar cinched tight against my throat.  My wrists are
enclosed with wide leather restraints that are padlocked shut and then
locked to each side of my collar.  My ankles are also placed in the same
leather restraints and padlocked together then a rope is brought from them
and connected to my collar.  I also wear a thin leather harness around my
waist with a leather strap coming from the front of the harness then on
each side of my penis and through the crack of my butt and padlocked to the
back of the harness.  The purpose of this is to hold the 8 inch long and
2-4 inch wide dildo or butt plug deep inside me all night long.  Sometimes
it is a vibrating one and some times it is used to send electricity into my
rectum with the machine she has programmed before hand.

   Mistress loves sex and she cums all the time.  I love when she gets all
excited because then she squirts her cum and it's almost like she is peeing
but she is not.  Yes Mistress does get plenty of sex.  Now me on the other
hand is a little different.  I seldom get to cum and if i do without
permission i am severely hurt.  Mistress is an expert at CBT and knows how
to punish my penis and balls leaving me screaming in my gag or if i am not
wearing one then i can only cry out quietly and endure what she is doing.
Mistress loves to ride my hard erection as she forces me to fuck her.  Well
force is probably not the right word to use, as I love what she does during
intercourse.  I am almost always on my back on the floor or the bed and
totally unable to move anything but my hips.  She is straddling my hardness
and is facing me.  As she rocks back and forth on my erection she is
twisting and pulling or pinching my swollen nipples.  Sometimes she leans
forward and licks them sucking them into her warm wet mouth.  I can feel
her large breasts upon my chest with her erect nipples brushing my skin.

   Licking and sucking while making the sexiest slurping sounds and my
penis so hard and deep inside of her.  I thrust my hips up to meet her down
stroke as she continues to excite my sore nipples.  Her licking slows down
and i feel the sudden sharp pain as she bites my poor nipple and chews on
it like she would a piece of meat.  I cry out in pain time and time again
fueling her cruelness to even greater heights.  Locking my nipple in her
teeth she pulls upwards dragging it with her.  My cries of pain increasing
as i once again feel her chewing the tender morsel.  I can smell her
arousal...her desire.  She looks at me with my nipple still trapped in her
mouth and bites down very hard drawing a scream from deep inside of me.  I
can see blood oozing out from her mouth and drip onto my chest and i thrust
harder and deeper into her.

   Mistress releases my nipple and reaches to the table next to the bed and
picks up the dildo gag.  This is a unique gag because it has a 3 inch penis
on the inside which fits into my mouth and on the outside is a 6 inch
dildo. Mistress places the gag in my mouth then locks it shut behind my
head.  I know when i am gagged the abuse Mistress will inflict on me will
be very bad.  She seldom blindfolds me as she feeds off of the pain she
sees in my eyes.

   Once again she attacks my nipple with her teeth biting and chewing as i
scream repeatedly into the gag as she continues to ride my erection.  My
other nipple has not been left alone during this time, as she has continued
to pinch and twist it.  After what seems an eternity she releases my bloody
nipple and then attacks the other one with her mouth.  This time though
there is no foreplay...no tenderness.  As soon as her mouth descends upon
my nipple she is biting hard while ripping at my swollen and bloody nipple
with her fingers.  I scream and try to squirm away from her but am unable
to.  Soon both nipples are shredded and bleeding but i am still erect in
her.  I want so badly to cum when she does but i cannot ask for permission
to do so.  I hold back...barely as i feel her shudder against me and can
feel her cum dripping onto my groin.  Mistress rides me harder and faster
twisting and ripping at my injured nipples forcing me to respond to the
pain and thrust as hard as i can into her gushing pussy.  Time seems to
stand still and i am only aware of her need...her desire...her wetness.

   I know she has came...again.  How many times was it tonight?  I cannot
remember.  My nipples are burning and stinging so badly.  I want to touch
them but am unable too.  Mistress looks at me with the fire in her
eyes...the same fire i have seen hundreds of times before and i know the
night has only begun.

   Far into the early morning hours she used my body to fuel her orgasms.
Time and time again she came.  There was no part of my body she did not
hurt in order to cum.  Tonight was no different then any other night.  I
was there for her pleasure not mine.  I screamed so much i was hoarse. 
When my penis would no longer remain erect for her she rode my face with
the dildo gag in her pussy or rectum and tortured my genitals.

   Some will read this and think i must be crazy to stay with her but i
must tell you this.....I feed off of Mistress as much as she does off of
me. We both NEED what each other gives.

   During the time i have spent with Mistress i have became her "pet".  I
am not a slave but i do not have any rights other then what she grants me.
I have to ask her permission for everything.  This includes eating,
showering, using the bathroom, brushing my teeth.  Everything.  If she
tells me "no" i cannot ask again for 1 hour.  Ever had to pee so badly and
was not able to for hours but you knew if you made a mess you would really
get it?

   We share the chores.  She is a better cook then i am so she cooks and i
help prepare the meal.  I set the table and do the dishes after the meal.
We both vacuum and dust and i clean the bathroom.  It is my job to make
sure all of our toys are put away in their right place and are clean. 
Mistress has a motto and it is "Everything in it's place and a place for
everything".

   I also do the grocery shopping every 2 weeks and i am allowed to keep
the money that is left over.  I always buy something for Mistress with part
of it.  This week i only had $6 left over and well it does not buy much. 
As i was leaving the store a poster in customer service caught my eye.  It
was for the multi state lottery our state was part of.  The jackpot was at
a record of $350 million dollars.  I decided to buy a $5 ticket and then
headed home.

   As i was bringing in the groceries i noticed Mistress seemed angry.  I
was told to come to the playroom when i was done putting away the
groceries. After putting them away i head upstairs and find Mistress
sitting in the only chair there.  Mistress looked at me for several minutes
without speaking and i knew i had done something wrong but was puzzled at
what it could have been.  Finally she spoke and asked me if i had put all
the toys away in their right places.  I replied, "yes i did Mistress".  She
replied, "are you sure pet"?

   I quickly glanced around the room and almost said yes when i spotted the
box of needles on the bondage horse and i had a sick feeling inside. 
"Mistress pet forgot to put away the needles".  Yes pet you did but we are
going to be sure this does not happen again.

   Now most people have no problems with needle play but these needles are
night quite what you would play with.  Mistress has made sure they do not
have sharp points on them like normal needles do.  Instead these are duller
and it takes some effort to get them inserted into my body.  And of course
she wiggles them back and forth as she pushes them deep into me.  One of
her favorite things is to stick them in and push them against my bones then
scrapes them up and down on the bone.  It makes me scream every time it
hurts so badly.

   Mistress commands me to strip and then to stand next to the homemade X
cross in the room where she secures my wrists and ankles wide apart then a
wide leather belt across my chest and another across my stomach.  She adds
2 more around my upper thighs so i cannot move much at all.

   She picks up the box of needles and moves her chair in front of me then
sits in it.  I am told i am not to scream at all and if anything more then
cries or quiet yelps comes from me she will remove the needles and start
again.  She grabs a hold of my soft penis and taking a needle she places it
against my penis head and slowly pushes the dull needle inside.  I yelp in
pain wanting to scream it hurt so badly.  She continues to twist and scrape
the inside of my penis before shoving it though the other side.  I am
crying now and i know there are 49 more needles left and praying she will
not use all of them on me.

   Taking another needle she places it near the 1st one and pushes it
inside and out the other side in 1 motion.  Another needle enters the pee
slit and i cannot help it but a small scream erupts from me.  Mistress does
not take pity on me...she does not allow for mistakes.  Instead she slowly
removes the other 2 needles and we start all over again.  Somehow i am able
to not scream again and she has now placed 29 needles into the length of my
penis.  All have been shoved through both sides.

   Mistress lets go of my penis but then grabs my sack and squeezes it hard
bringing a new yelp from me.  She then takes my left nut and holds it tight
while picking up another needle.  I beg her to gag pet as pet knows he
cannot refrain from screaming for this.  Mistress thinks about it for a
moment then states "if i am to wear a gag then all 50 of the needles will
be used which means each testicle will have 10 in them and the last 1 will
be put into my pee slit again".  Why does she make it so difficult on me to
choose?  I finally agree to her rules and feel the gag being placed in my
mouth and secured behind my head.

   This is the 1st time Mistress has ever used these needles on my
testicles and pet dreads the pain he knows is coming.  Those in his penis
are bad enough but not his testicles.  There is no way for pet to brace
himself for the agony of that 1st needle being cruelly shoved into his nut.
Pet screamed loud and continued to scream as she pushed and wiggled the
needle inside of his testicle.  Unlike his penis she did not push it out
the other side though.  Taking another needle she did the same as the last
one again hearing my scream and my attempts to move away from her.  I
thought i was going to pass out by the time the 8th needle was inserted. 
My body is not my friend.  It craves the abuse more then my mind does.  My
mind cries for it to stop yet my body does what it can to have it continue.
Since the 1st needle entered my testicle to the last one i had not stopped
screaming.  My genitals are in agony and my blood was dripping from them. I
have seen so many others pierced by needles and they seldom bleed but not
in my case.

   Mistress stands in front of me and removes my gag.  I am crying and
slobbering at the same time.  Mistress grabs my chin and forces me to look
at her.  As she does this she asks me if i will miss any toys in the future
and i reply "No Mistress pet has learned his lesson".  Mistress replies
that is good pet but your punishment is not over yet.  She does release me
from the cross and tells me i am not to touch my genitals at all and i am
to clean the bare floors with the toothbrush i have for it.  I am told it
had best be clean enough to eat off of.  I set off to do as i am told and
on my hands and knees with the brush.  It is nearly impossible to keep the
floor clean as i am still dripping blood from the needles.  After working
for 2 hours on the floor Mistress came to inspect it and sees that pet has
done a good job on it.

   The bleeding has stopped except for a couple of spots that still seeped
out.  Pet was told too put away the toothbrush and to join her in the
living room.  I crawled into the living room to the love couch Mistress is
sitting on and she commands me to kneel in front of her and place my hands
behind my neck clasped together.  As i do this Mistress leans forward and
kisses pet while using her tongue to wiggle inside pets mouth playing with
my tongue.  Mistress reaches down with her hand and squeezes my balls as i
scream into her mouth as i feel the needles push further into them.  There
is no way i can describe to you what that felt like.  I screamed time and
time again and she continued to squeeze and twist the pincushion my
testicles had become.  Blood once again was flowing and i was in agony
unlike any i had ever been in before.  The needles being pushed into them
was bad so i thought but this was far worse.

   After several minutes of this Mistress released her grip on me and broke
off the kiss.  "pet have you learned your lesson yet"?  pet stutters when
he replies saying "yes pet has learned to put ALL of the toys away". 
Mistress tells pet that he must remove the needles by himself and as he
removes each one he is to say out loud the motto.  Pet does not want to do
this to himself and wants to beg Mistress to remove them but she has read
his mind and quietly says pet this is up to you.

   Pet does not know where to begin but seeing as his testicles hurt so
badly after being squeezed he decides that is the best place to start.  Pet
takes a needle and gives it a quick tug but the needle does not budge and
pet cries out in pain.  During the almost 3 hours the needles have been in
him they have became stuck as the blood had dried inside.  Pet begs
Mistress to remove them but Mistress just smiles at pet and sits back on
the sofa to watch.  Pet once again grabs a hold of the needle with 1 hand
and the testicle with his other and slowly works the needle out sobbing the
whole time.  This hurts pet so much yet pet is feeling something else. 
Arousal?  How can that possibly be?  His genitals hurt like they never have
before yet his body wants the pain.  Pet removes the last needle 46 minutes
after he started and cum drips from his penis.  Mistress sees this and
tells pet it is ok as it is a response from his body and not an actual cum.

   Mistress holds a cool wet cloth against my groin until the bleeding has
stopped then kisses pet again....quite passionate....loving....caring.  She
pats the sofa next to her and pet crawls up and places his head upon her
lap and quietly cries as she strokes pets hair.  I love this part with
Mistress..of being comforted while try to return to normal.

   We do not watch the news on tv nor do we have the local paper delivered
so we did not know about the buzz going around town.  I had to do shopping
a week earlier then normal so i drove to the market got the items we needed
then went to pay for them.  That is when i found the lottery ticket from my
last visit here.  After paying for the groceries i stopped at the service
desk and asked the clerk to check my ticket.  She asked me if i had heard
that someone from our town had won it and was the only winner?  I told her
this was the 1st time i had heard of it.  She punched in some numbers on
the lottery machine then slid the ticket through and waited.  About 15
seconds later she squealed out loud and said you won.  "I what"?  She said
you are the winner of $350 million dollars and i said "sure i am".  She
gave me back the ticket and told me to check it myself and i did and i
checked it again and again and it still came up with my winning it.  HOLY
COW i shouted filled with a sudden happiness.  I drove home as quickly as i
could and told Mistress what had happened and she like pet thought i was
teasing her.  She called the lottery headquarters and found out we indeed
did have the winning numbers and was the only ones to have them.

   We talked all night long about what to do with the money.  We decided to
take the lump sum offer, which was almost 200 million dollars.  We decided
to invest 125 million of it and to spend the rest.  Our 1st purchase was a
small house with no close neighbors and then we went and bought a ranch
with 6345 acres and had the house on it torn down and a new one built. 
This home was to have 10 bedrooms each with it's own bath and gas fireplace
and done in a different bondage theme, a formal dining room, huge kitchen,
large gathering room with all the latest electronics and a 96-inch plasma
TV with full surround sound.  The best part of the house though was the
room at the end.  It was 100 feet wide, 150 feet long, 10 feet high.  This
would become our new dungeon.

   It took nearly 10 months for our house to be completed and fully
furnished.  We hired a special company to outfit the dungeon to our
specifications.  We spent nearly $300,000 to furnish this room with toys,
bondage apparatus's, whips, torture devices, etc.

   When the home was done we invited a small group of our best friends from
the Seattle dungeon to stay a few days with us and break the house in
right. Those we invited were into the more extreme play like we are.

   We were now able to afford to take trips and vacations anywhere we want
to which we had not been able to before.  Flying became a hassle to get
through security with the toys Mistress had pet wear and pet would get so
embarrassed when taken to the strip room when the metal detectors went off
like crazy.  Pet would have to remove his clothes and show the police the
clamps, dildos, plugs he was wearing.  Pet hated that and Mistress could
not blame him because well sometimes it made us late for our flight.

   After the last trip we decided to check into a private jet.  We looked
at dozens of them until we found one we liked.  We went to the factory and
had it custom built.  As you entered the jet to the left was the cockpit
and to the right the passenger area.  There was 10 rows of wide leather
seats with 1 seat on each side which was able to swivel 360 degrees.  The
next area was a small dungeon with a bondage horse, cage, large metal X. 
Moving past this was the complete bathroom with a working shower.  There
was a small warming kitchen next to this bathroom with a microwave and a
fridge and a sink.  Beyond that was our bedroom with a king sized bed and
private bath.  We also had an airstrip built near the house and a nice
hangar for the jet.  We hired a pilot and co pilot and had a place built
for them on the property.  They were free to do as they wished but had to
be ready to fly with a notice of 12 hours.

   Pet had known for many months that Mistress wanted to find another pet
to join him and pet knew it would be a female and was quite happy with
that. We decided to take in a hard core S&M convention in New York City. 
The hotel was a 5 star one and was closed to the general public for the
convention.  We had a full suite on the 34th floor with 2 bedrooms, dining
room, kitchen, living room, huge windows from floor to ceiling on 3 sides
looking out upon the city far below us.  It was a breathtaking view.

   We already knew the dress attire was optional and fetish wear was fine.
Mistress had pet strip and placed his wrist restraints locked and secured
behind his back.  She then placed my penis in a strange device i had not
seen before.  It stretched my soft penis straight out in a open tube affair
and then was held in place just behind the head using a ring with 6 sharp
steel pins thingies which she screwed into my penis using a special wrench.
It felt like they were being screwed into the flesh of my penis and i cried
out from the agony it caused.  She then placed each testicle in a small
vice device which was 2 metal plates 2 inches long and 2 inches wide with
sharp metal teeth on both inner sections.  She then turned the wing nut
tightening the plates and squeezing my testicle until i thought it would
pop.  Mistress did the same to the other one.  When she was satisfied i was
in as much agony as possible she put the locking leather collar around my
neck and attached a lead to it, which was 5 feet long.

   Mistress left pet like this while she changed into a long flowing satin
dress with each side split up to almost her hips.  With this dress she
seldom wears a bra preferring to have her breasts free.  Normally when we
went to the Seattle dungeon she took her toys with us but tonight they
stayed in the room.  Mistress seldom had to use makeup and was so pretty
all the time and tonight was no different.  She looked stunning there in
our suite.

   We did not want to be late for the opening ceremonies of the convention
so Mistress took the end of my leash and led me from our suite to the bank
of elevators and pressed the down button.  We only had to wait a minute
until a car arrived at our floor.  When the doors slid open we seen it was
not empty and stepped inside and waited for the doors to close.  pet was
the only naked one and felt excited as he loves to be paraded among others.
Mistress seen pet and the glow on his skin and reached down and gave the
testicle clamps another turn as pet moaned in agony and blushed deep red
when he heard the others laugh at him.

   Pet was not really prepared for what he seen in the huge convention
hall. There was several dozen booths with vendors selling various extreme
toys, whips of all types and sizes, hundreds of canes, clamps, sex toys
galore.  And of course Mistress stopped at each booth and tried different
toys on him in front of everyone walking past.  She made many purchases and
had the items sent to our suite and we continued to the demonstration
areas. Pet had not expected to see any children here but there was probably
at least 50 on opening night.  They ranged from age of maybe 4 to 18 he had
guessed.  Mistress seen the puzzled look on pets face and told him these
children are here because they serve their parents as submissive's or
slaves.  Pet could not see how parents could do that to their own children.

   We had been in the hall for maybe 3 hours when almost at the same time
we both seen the girl.  She appeared to be 16 or 17 with dark brown hair
tied in the back in a pony tail and hung to her mid back.  She had the
deepest blue eyes i had seen.  She was wearing a skirt split on the left
side clear to her waist and held in place by a button.  When she walked we
could see she did not have any panties on.  She wore a see through blouse
and no bra either.  We could clearly see her teenage breasts about the size
of small melons so firm with dime sized nipples poking the material of her
blouse, as they were quite erect.

   She walked to the left of her parents and 3 feet behind them at all
times.  pet could not see any fetish gear on her but pet knew she was a
slave.  We made our way to where the 3 of them was standing watching a
young male being whipped and caned by 2 men.  I have never had that done to
me at the same time and stood and watched this wonderful show in front of
me.  I was not aware Mistress was talking to the girls parents for quite
some time.  Mistress and the girl's parents chatted freely almost like they
were old friends.  I kept glancing at the girl and wanted to speak to her
but she acted like i was not there.  After a short time we were told the
girls name was Tasha and she was nearly 18.  She was their sex slave and
had been since she was 2.  I was introduced as pet and nothing more. 
Mistress invited the 3 of them to come to our suite so we could get to know
each other better and they agreed to it.

   When we entered our suite i was told to ring room service and have a
bottle of champagne delivered and then to kneel beside Mistress and to be
quiet.  I glanced at Tasha and seen she was now naked and also on her knees
directly in front of her parents facing them and was leaned backwards with
her hands on the floor behind her showing them her body.  Her knees were
spread apart so they had a clear view of her cleanly shaved pussy.  Her
nipples were still erect and looked so yummy.

   As i knelt beside Mistress she reached down to my trapped genitals and
turned the clamps even tighter as i cried out.  Mistress told me to hush
and accept this and turned them even tighter.  pet felt like he was going
to throw up but somehow held it in and whimpered in pain.  OWIEEEEE it hurt
so bad.  Maybe even more then when pet was stuck with the needles.  Tasha
never looked my way to see what happened but i could have sworn her
breathing changed to a deeper breath.  When Mistress was satisfied pet was
in sheer agony she continued to chat with Tasha's parents who was Jim and
Karen.

   We found out it was Karen who 1st started playing with Tasha at age 2
while bathing her.  It was not long after that Jim also helped her molest
Tasha.  When Tasha was 5 she was licking them both and having things
inserted in her tiny cunnie.  When Tasha turned 12 Jim had intercourse with
her for the 1st time while Karen used a dildo in her rectum.  All during
her childhood she was never abused other then a occasional spanking for
being bad.  And she never seen what her parents did to her as being a bad
thing either.  In fact she really liked being with them in bed and taking
showers together.

   They asked about me and Mistress told them the story of how we met and
our life after.  Until now they had never seen anyone really hurt and was
intrigued by what they saw.  Mistress invited them to spend the night with
us and they agreed.  After the champagne arrived and we had a glass to
celebrate new friendships Mistress showed them our new toys and
demonstrated how they are used on me.  Jim and Karen were given the chance
to hurt pet as they wished that night and Tasha was given to Mistress to
enjoy her ministrations.

   Jim and Karen had fun playing with pet...hurting him.  Even though they
were new to this pet told them they did great and even gave them pointers
on how to use a certain item better to hurt pet more with it.  Mistress and
Tasha was on the floor in front of us naked and touching each other.  I
heard Mistress moan and glanced to her to see Tasha between her legs
licking her pussy and Mistress was holding her hair tightly guiding her
mouth and tongue to her favorite spots.

   We had been playing for many hours and Mistress invited them to spend
the rest of the weekend with us here in our suite.  They gladly accepted
the offer as they only had a standard room with 1 bed and no view.  Jim
asked Mistress if there was anything pet was not allowed to do and Mistress
told him no.  As long as pets bones were not broken nor did he need a trip
to the emergency room after.  Jim laughed and said nothing like that would
happen but he did want to see what it was like to have a guy suck his cock.


   Now Mistress had never done this with pet and thought it was a great
idea.  She sat up on the floor and leaned against the couch and had Tasha
straddle her with her back against Mistress's breasts so she could watch
pet too and Mistress could still touch Tasha.  I had never seen another
mans penis that close before and Jim was not small.  It was about 8 inches
long and 2 inches wide erect.  Having never done this before i did not know
exactly what to do but Jim and Karen guided me.  Karen knelt beside me and
showed pet how to lick and suck the penis the way Jim liked it.  At 1st
both of us performed oral sex on Jim but soon it was just pet.  Pet really
liked the way the hard cock felt in his mouth...the taste of it.  Pet
continued to give Jim pleasure and could taste now and again a salty taste.
Not unpleasant but different.  Jim was thrusting himself deep into pets
mouth and throat and holding himself inside for a short while before slowly
withdrawing in and sliding it back in.  pet felt Jim's hands on the back of
his head and heard Jim panting and saying he was close.  Jim held me onto
his shaft and thrust several times deep and fast in him and pet could feel
the cum in his cock just before it erupted into pets throat and coming back
into his mouth with some cum dripping outside.  Pet swallowed as fast as he
could while sucking and licking the shaft.  pet finally felt the shaft
begin to soften and with a plop it was pulled free from pets mouth.

   Pet really hoped this would not be the last time he was allowed to
perform oral sex on another man.  Pet was not bi or was he?  It did not
matter, as it felt right...and good.  We played into the wee hours of the
morning until we fell asleep on the floor entwined in each others bodies.
We continued to play all the time we were not in the convention hall.

   Mistress and i did get some private time to chat and we spoke about
Tasha.  Neither of us had to say that we wanted her as the new pet as we
both knew it.  Tasha would be 18 in 3 months but in the state we lived in
she was considered to be at the age of consent at 16 with her parents
consent.

   Mistress invited them to fly home with us and spend a couple of weeks at
the ranch.  They agreed but told us they did not have the funds for a
ticket.  We both laughed and said we will take care of that.  Sunday night
we checked out of the hotel and walked out to the door leading to the
outside where the limo was waiting to take us to the airport.  Before we
left Mistress showed them the metal butt plug and the metal clamps that
would bite cruelly into my nipples and asked them to place them on me. 
They each took a clamp and placed my nipples in them and tightened.  They
were still not sure what was acceptable and stopped before the clamps were
very tight.  Mistress gave them a stern look and told them to tighten them
until i screamed in pain.  These clamps were brand new and had sharp metal
teeth that bit into my ever so sore nipples.  When the clamps were in place
i was told to bend over and then Tasha was called to stand beside us. 
Mistress gave her the thick and long metal plug and told her to shove it
into my ass.  This was also a new toy from the convention and it did not
have a bit of lube on it.  Tasha really had to work to shove it inside of
pet but she was able to finally get it to seat itself and we all knew it
would not come out on its own.  Mistress then showed us a remote control
device and switched it on.  She pressed a few buttons and it felt like i
had been kicked in my rectum by a bull.  I yelped in pain and it had not
died down before another jolt was felt as strong as the 1st one.  Jim and
Karen looked at Mistress and asked what was special about the plug and she
replied it was sending shocks into my body.  Mistress then gave the control
to Karen.

   On the ride to the airport Karen kept playing with the control and
laughing when she heard my squeals and yelps.  As we approached the airport
they expressed concern over the toys pet had on and how would we get
through security.  Mistress said it would not be a problem.  We drove past
the main terminal to another smaller one.  The limo stopped and the driver
opened the door for us.  As we walked towards the terminal our co-pilot who
led us to the jet met us.  After we were on board the jet taxied to the
runway and we were soon airborne.  Jim and Karen seemed shocked at the
inside of the jet and i am sure they had never seen one with a dungeon in
it.

   We did not play on the flight to the ranch nor did they know what to
expect when we arrived there as we had not told them much about it.  When
we landed the jet pulled up near the mansion and we got off and went
inside. It was good to be home.  We gave a tour of our home and told them
to choose the bedroom they wanted and helped them get settled in.  We have
a full staff here at this home, which includes a cook, 2 maids, gardener.
They were all hand picked and hired with a decent salary and a free home to
live in not far from the main house.  In return they kept to themselves
what they seen or heard on the ranch.  They had all at 1 time or another
been a witness to the tortures Mistress inflicted on me.

   We spent 1 week at the ranch all of us playing with each other including
Tasha and pet.  Tasha was introduced to the whip and various clamps, she
was paddled while being restrained, butt plugs of various sizes forced into
her cute butt.  Each day with us Tasha was introduced to a new type of pain
and for a longer period of time.  At 1st Tasha hated it or at least she
acted that way.  It did not take long at all though for her to experience
her 1st orgasm while being hurt.  That seemed to be the turning point and
she gave her body willingly to be abused.  Jim and Karen also started to
spank her or use the canes on her.

   At the end of the 2nd week we all went to the living room to talk. 
Mistress asked each of them about their experience and listened to their
stories.  When it was Tasha's turn Mistress asked her more personal
questions and Tasha answered even though she turned deep red many times. 
Mistress told them we wanted Tasha to stay with us and gave a proposal to
them.  Tasha would remain here at the ranch or with us on vacations until
she turned 19.  At that time she would be given the choice to leave and
return to her parents or stay with us forever.  Mistress told Jim and Karen
that we will provide the very best for Tasha and we would provide the jet
to bring them to the ranch to see her once a month.  If Tasha remains with
us after the age of 19 we will give them $5 million dollars and they would
sign their parental rights to Mistress.  Mistress told them not to give her
their answer tonight but to talk it over and give us their decision
tomorrow.

   We said our good nights and retired to our bedroom and they went off to
theirs.  I wish i could have heard their conversation that night but
instead i heard Mistress's pussy talking as i licked and sucked her sweet
nectar for hours.

   It was late morning before we heard them coming down the hall.  For the
1st time since we had met Tasha walked between her mom and dad and they
held each of her hands.  They walked to where we were sitting and then
released her hands and each gave her a kiss on her cheek and they went and
sat together on the sofa.

   Tasha looked at Mistress and glanced towards me and gave a shy smile
then turned back to Mistress again.  She reached up and started to slowly
unbutton her blouse never looking away from Mistress.  When the buttons
were undone she slipped it from her shoulders and allowed it to drop to the
floor behind her.  Next tasha reached down and undid the buttons holding
her skirt on her waist and also dropped it to the ground.  Standing before
Mistress totally naked tasha dropped to her knees never looking away from
Mistress and said "Mistress...  Tasha would like to become your new pet and
agrees that you shall own her and do with her as you wish".





















   Part 3

   When Tasha agreed to become our new pet i knew we were both equals and
both submissive to Mistress.  After our jet left our ranch with her parents
bound for home Tasha's training into the world of pain really started in
earnest.

   In the 17 years that she had been with her parents she was seldom
spanked except when she was very bad.  Here at the ranch she had been
introduced to pain in the form of spankings and whippings as her parents
watched.

   Tasha and i was always naked except for outfits Mistress had us wear
when she wanted it.  Mistress also decided to turn every room of the
mansion into a mini dungeon so no matter where we were she had something to
use on us to inflict pain and agony.

   It was awesome and quite erotic hearing Tasha whimpering or screaming in
pain and hearing the sounds of whips and canes striking her flesh time and
time.  Hearing her yelp or cry out when her large nipples were crushed in
clamps.  Watching countless needles penetrating her skin mostly her breasts
and pussy and the area around her rectum always made her scream the
loudest.

   Both of us always wore stripes and bruises all over our bodies.  We were
proud of them.  In the dungeon we were both put through our paces together.
What was done to one was done to the other.  Each day took Tasha deeper
into the world of pain and a submission far greater then she had ever had
with her parents.

   Bedtime we all shared the same bed and Tasha continued to learn how to
please Mistress.  Mistress used huge dildos in Tasha and myself forcing our
bodies to accept the monsters.  I do not know how Mistress had the energy
to spend with both of us every day and night but she was unstoppable it
seemed.  The more we hurt the more she gave and the more she expected from
us.

   Tasha and i spent time making love to each other under the watchful eye
of Mistress and her guidance.  We both learned how to pleasure each other
but we could not cum.  That was hell to get to the brink of ecstasy and not
able to continue to orgasm.  Time and time again we were held on the brink
being forced to not cum until it drove us nuts.  But to be honest only
Tasha was allowed to cum from our play.  I was never allowed to cum without
permission which was seldom given.

   Every month our jet brought Tasha's parents Jim and Karen to spend a
week with us at the ranch.  They could not believe the difference in their
daughter each time they seen her.  The 1st time they came back they were a
little shocked to see the vivid stripes and bruises across her body. 
However they were ok when she said she was happy here with us and i also
had matching marks like hers.

   During the time they spent with us they seldom did more then spank Tasha
even though she begged them to hurt her.  Instead they tried their hands on
me learning how to properly whip or cane me.  Karen loved to tease me by
running her hands across my penis and squeezing my balls and Jim loved to
force his huge cock down my throat as Karen fucked me with the huge
strapon's Mistress had.

   It has been three months now since Tasha came to stay with us.  Mistress
has taken her to the depths of hell and back with every type of pain
imaginable.  Tasha has learned to enjoy pain and the pleasure it gives to
her.  Tomorrow Tasha turns 18 and Mistress has planned a party in her
honor. Her parents will be here as well as 8 of our friends.  It promises
to be a very fun time for all.

   In bed tonight the play is extremely violent and our screams echo across
the room time and time.  Blood drips from our wounds of being bitten and
scratched by Mistress.  Both of us are fucked by huge dildos shoved deep
into our bodies as we scream from their size.  You need to understand
something.  Up to tonight we had both been abused in bed but this was
different.  More intense.  Almost animal.

   Today Tasha turned 18 and is now a woman and no longer considered to be
a child.  Her party is planned for tonight and the day is spent preparing
for it.  Mistress gives her a long kiss while lightly running her hands
across Tasha's body teasing her flesh.  The day was spent like this. 
Neither of us was hurt and the day was spent just being normal.

   I had no idea of what today really meant and neither did Tasha.  We had
both long ago accepted that we were both Mistress's pets and equals to each
other.

   The guests started arriving and each gave Tasha a kiss and a hug while
wishing her a Happy Birthday.  This was not a normal greeting at all. 
Before tonight they would have forced her to her knees to suck them or bent
her over and fucked her sweet pussy or asshole.  We were both puzzled over
this but said nothing.

   The time came to start the party and we assembled in the dungeon.  Both
of us was shackled to the 2 large X's that faced each other.  We had spent
countless hours in these in the past three months watching each other being
hurt or fucked.

   Mistress stood in front of Tasha and smiled at her.  It was not a evil
smile but more of a knowing smile.  Tasha was unsure of what this could
mean though and prepared herself to be badly abused.  Mistress then
explained to us both what tonight meant to us.  She explained that Tasha
would be severely whipped by the 1st guest and each guest after would not
be as bad.  So each guest would hurt her less then the one before them. 
Mistress would be the last to use Tasha.

   Tasha screamed loudly as she was whipped by her first few guests then it
was just whimpers or moans as the line became shorter until it was just
Mistress in front of her.  Mistress ran her hands over the welts the whip
had left on Tasha's breasts, back, butt, thighs smiling as she did so.

   Mistress then said something to Tasha no one will ever forget.  Tasha
was told her training was now over and from this moment on she was no
longer my equal.  She would still be submissive to Mistress but Dominate
over me.  The months she had spent in agony was to prepare her for this
time.  She had to know what pain was and the pleasure that comes from it in
order to inflict it onto me.

   Mistress then released Tasha from the cross and handed her the whip that
had been used on her and was instructed to use it on me.  Tasha seemed
unsure of this as she had never held a whip before but Mistress told her it
was ok and to just have fun.

   Tasha felt the whip in her hands and still so very unsure hit me across
my chest with no power behind it.  She landed a few more blows the same
way. It was like she did not want to hurt me.  Mistress told her to hit
harder and Tasha did.  This time the whip crashed against my back with a
loud crack making me cry out.  She did not give me a chance to do anything
but started to whip me faster...harder.  I cried out each time the whip
connected.  Tasha whipped my back for nearly 15 minutes before she stopped.
She was breathing fast and deep.

   Tasha looked towards Mistress and our guests and they were all smiling.
Mistress told Tasha she could play with me the rest of the night as she
wished to.  Tasha came to the front of me and looked me in the eyes and for
the 1st time i seen the same fire in her eyes i had seen hundreds of times
in Mistress's.  Tasha grabbed my head in both hands and forced me to kiss
her as she bit my tongue and lips.  As i responded to her kiss she brought
her knee up hard into my bare and unprotected groin smashing into it and i
screamed into her mouth.

   Tasha abused me for hours that night and each torment was worse then the
one before.  I wondered how she had gotten so creative all the sudden. 
Tasha abused me for several hours eliciting scream after scream from me
before she seemed sated and released me from the cross.  I fell to my knees
as my legs did not want to support me and she grabbed a fistful of my hair
and pulled my face into her gushing pussy and commanded me to lick her
hard. She rode my face while smashing her dripping pussy onto my face
driving herself to a shattering orgasm and another minutes later.

   When she pulled her pussy from me my face was wet with her juices. 
Leaning down she licked my face savoring her taste and kissed me again this
time gentle and passionate.  I thought perhaps that was all she had in her
tonight but i was to soon find out that was not the case.

   She secured my arms behind my back and locked a collar around my neck
then pulled my bound arms up to a clip on the collar and secured them there
out of the way.  She then put a ball stretcher on me.  This is a 4 inch
wide steel device that looked like a sleeve.  When it is on me it just
touches the bottom of my cock and extends downward 4 inches and makes my
balls stand out tight in my sack.  The inside of the sleeve has sharp
points all around it that pokes into the sack that is trapped in it.  When
it is firmly in place Tasha gives my balls a tight squeeze making me cry
out and the guests laugh at me calling me sissy and such.

   Going to the wall where the various strapon's are hanging she carefully
looks at each until she finds exactly the one she wants and gets a harness
for it also.  I have no idea what she has chosen yet but i know she is
standing behind me and i can hear her putting the harness in place.  The
guests of course can see it and are making jokes about me and i can feel my
face turning red.  You would think i would be used to strapon play by now
and i am but normally we do not have people watching us like tonight.

   When Tasha is satisfied the harness is in place to her liking she steps
in front of me with a huge cock jutting from her groin.  The cock is 11
inches long and nearly as wide as my forearm with huge veins running up and
down it.  I just know there is no way this monster will fit inside of me.
She presses her cock against my lips and i know to lick and suck it.  I can
barely get the monster into my mouth more then 3 inches and want to beg her
not to use it on me but my mouth is filled with it.

   When she pulls her cock from my mouth just the end is wet from my saliva
and she knows this is going to hurt me.  Tasha is not quite ready though
and has me crawl on my knees to the 1st guest and i have to ask the guest
if pet could suck their cock or eat their pussy while being fucked.  The
1st guest had a cock about half the size as the cock Tasha is wearing and
as i was licking and sucking it Tasha placed her cock against my hole and
started to shove the monster into me.  I tried to move away but i was held
in place by the man in front of me and the cock in my mouth and Tasha was
gripping my hips from behind.  I wanted to cry out as it hurt so badly but
instead i was fed more cock to suck.  I really thought my rectum was going
to rip and tear as the monster invaded me.  I have had huge dildos in me
before but nothing this size.  I was in agony and could do nothing to stop
it.  Slowly inch-by-inch Tasha forced her cock into me until i felt her
body press against mine and i knew the huge cock was fully inside of me.

   Once fully inside of me she begins to slide the monster back out and i
can feel my tunnel gripping her cock and it feels like it is being pulled
inside out as the monster slowly pulls out.  I had thought she would stop
with the cock still inside and then fuck me but instead she pulled her cock
all the way out with a pop and again everyone laughed and then shoved it
back inside of me forcing it as deep as she could in one thrust.  I
screamed in pain but the sound barely escaped my mouth as the cock in it
was shoved down my throat.  My mouth was fucked until i felt the scalding
hot jism enter my mouth and throat and i sucked and licked trying not to
let any spill.  I felt his cock going limp inside of my mouth and then it
was no longer in me and i was told by Tasha to crawl to the next guest and
repeat what i had said before.  This was a woman who stood up in front of
me and then turned her back and leaned over on the chair she had been
sitting on and told me to lick her ass and shove my tongue deep into her
rectum.

   Tasha continued to fuck me and when i stopped whimpering in pain from it
she would grab my balls and squeeze and pull on them or reach around and
pinch my nipples with her fingernails.  I was forced to orally serve each
guest in the manner they commanded me to while Tasha continued to abuse me
with her cock, fingers, and teeth.

   The last in line was Mistress and i hurt so badly all over from the
mistreatment from Tasha and her guests and i feared Mistress would not show
any mercy either.  But i was wrong.  Mistress was gentle with me.  Barely
touching the welts from my whipping she traced her fingers across my body
toying with my sensitive nipples...cupping my hard stretched
balls...pulling on my cock as she masturbated me.  I wanted so badly to cum
and the monster still inside of me rubbing my prostrate each time it
traveled over it.  Mistress looked me in the eyes and smiled and then
looked up to Tasha and smiled at her then she told me to cum for them.  I
thrust my hips wildly as i felt Mistress's hand stroking my shaft and
Tasha's huge cock in my abused ass and suddenly i cried out i was cumming
and it poured from me like a small river.  I did not squirt like the guests
did when i sucked them it just oozed out pouring onto Mistress's hand and
then dripping onto the floor.  It seemed like it would never stop.  I felt
the huge cock slip out of my ass and seen Tasha come and kneel down beside
us and she took her hand and scooped up some of the cum on Mistress's hand
and brought it to my lips and told me to suck them clean and as i did she
again scooped my cum up and brought it to her mouth and sucked her fingers
clean.

   It was early morning when the last of our guests finally said their
goodbyes and we were once again alone.  I was still in the same bondage as
i was earlier and still on my knees pleasuring Mistress and Tasha as they
were fondling each other and kissing.

   Mistress asked Tasha if she had enjoyed her birthday and Tasha eagerly
answered yes Mistress but i have a question.  Mistress told her to ask it
and Tasha said will you still hurt me if i ask you too?  Mistress held her
hand under Tasha's chin directing her to look at her and replied yes i
will.

   Thus began a new journey for the 3 of us and a story i will have to tell
you another time as i am being called to the dungeon again by both of my
Mistress's.