Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ________________________________ This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody who resembles any of the characters here, congratulations, but you're wrong - any similarity between the characters in this story and any real person is purely coincidental, since all of these characters are figments of my dirty little imagination. This is my story, not yours. Don't sell it or put it on a pay site. You can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information intact, but if you make money off of it without my permission, you're breaking the law and pissing me off. _________________________________ A House in the Woods - Kishi (Ff, MF, toys, pierce, caution) (C)Copyright 2006 - Shakes Peer2B shakes_peer2b@NONOsbcglobal.net (remove 'NONO' from above address) http://storiesonline.net/library/author.php?name=Shakes_Peer2B /files/Authors/Shakes_Peer2B/ ________ I watched on the security camera as the cab pulled up next to my mailbox, disgorging its passenger. She paid the driver from a meager wad of bills pulled from the pocket of her jeans. It was Wally's cab, so she must have taken the one bus a week that came through the little town, then hired Wally to get her to my place. Turning to survey the trees lining the dirt-and-rock path that served as my driveway, she double-checked the paper in her hand before letting herself through the gate and beginning the long trek to the house. "Right on time," I told my companion, who gave me a predatory smile in return, then accompanied me and the boys out to the porch to await the arrival of my guest. Since I was expecting this one, I signalled the dogs to hold when they alerted to her scent. We waited patiently, and ten minutes after she alighted from the cab, the young lady trudged into view, then stepped into the cleared area in front of the house. We stood waiting in the shadows of the porch, and she didn't see us until she was almost at the bottom of the steps. A small exclamation escaped her as she noticed the four of us waiting there. "Mr. Brenneman?" Her voice was tentative and she shaded her eyes with her hand and the piece of paper it held. "Who's asking?" I thought I knew, but one couldn't be too careful. "It's me, Kishi, sir," She answered, her nervous glance taking in the figure beside me. "We arranged..." "I know the arrangement, girl!" I cut her off. "I asked only for you to identify yourself!" "Y-yes sir," She replied meekly, hanging her head. "I have decided, after reviewing your needs," I told her, "to leave your training in the capable hands of my associate, Mistress Jade, and her sister." Kishi's head came up as she stared in astonishment and some trepidation at the black-clad figure of my companion. Jade was one of the tiniest women I had ever met, but her regal carriage, austere expression, and platform boots made her look much taller than she was. I had the feeling that the image didn't even begin to scratch the surface of how dangerous she was, however. Her jet black hair was drawn tightly to the back of her head where it was tied in some sort of complicated knot that left the straight, silken strands hanging only to the top of her buttocks. Her makeup was as severe as her expression, though her lovely Asian features and flawless skin could have graced the cover of any fashion magazine with no makeup at all. Jade wore a tightly cinched black leather corset that pinched her already small waist to about the size of my wrist. Below that she wore a black leather micro-skirt that came just to the crease between her delightful thighs and tiny, delicious buttocks. Her black leather boots covered most of the elegance of her legs. Her extraordinarily erect posture was enhanced by the broad black leather neck stretcher that highlighted the elegance of her already long, slender neck. Mistress Jade's small, upturned breasts were bare, save for the needle tipped conical metal spikes that covered, by attaching to, her nipples. Those spikes were how I had come to know Jade and her twin sister. The two had made a very lucrative business in San Francisco by dominating successful businessmen and -women. Despite the strong sexual content of their business, the sisters kept out of the grasp of law enforcement by never engaging in sex with their clients. That didn't mean that the clientele were not sexually satisfied. On the contrary, no customer ever left their care without cumming at least once, but never through contact with any part of the sisters' or anyone else's bodies. Since I had already made arrangements for this assignation with Kishi, but was not sure I could adequately meet all of the needs expressed and implied in her communication with me, when they came to me for the spikes, I persuaded the them to ply their trade on the young lady as payment for their dangerous new adornments. While I had facilitated other such meetings without direct participation, I much preferred the role of participant to that of voyeur, but in this case, I felt that Kishi's needs would be better met by the sisters than by me, and I decided to step aside and see what these two fearsome ladies would do. "S-sir?" Kishi stammered, gazing in awe at the imposing figure of the young Asian. "Are you deaf, girl?" Jade's voice was like an ice-knife. "Or just too stupid to understand what you have been told?" "Uh, no ma'am," The girl replied. "Just, um, surprised, ma'am." "Do you have an objection to being trained by my sister and me?" The diminutive domme's voice had not softened one whit. "N-no, ma'am," Kishi stuttered. "It's just, um, I've never, uh, you know, uh... ...with a woman, uh ma'am." "What makes you think I would soil myself by having sex with a pitiful, untrained slave?" If anything, Jade's voice got sharper. "The way you're going, I despair of making even a foot-slave of you, much less one that I would allow to please me sexually! What is my name, girl?" "Uh, Jade, ma'am." "MISTRESS Jade, you worthless tramp!" From her belt, Jade unclipped a small flogger and struck Kishi a sharp blow across her large breasts. "When you address me, you will address me as 'Mistress Jade!' Not 'ma'am,' not 'mistress,' not 'Jade.' 'Mistress Jade!' Always 'Mistress Jade!' Do you understand?" "Ow! Yes m-, uh, Mistress Jade!" An evil smile crept across Jade's features, unseen by Kishi's downcast eyes. Mistress Jade's voice turned low and seductive. "You are here to be trained as a slave, are you not?" "Yes, Mistress Jade." "Then please be so kind as to tell me exactly why you think you deserve the right to wear clothing?" There was steel hidden under the honeyed words, but they were delivered so sweetly that it took Kishi a moment to realize their true import. "N-nothing, um, I mean, I don't... I... AAAIIIIEEEE!" Her confused attempt to respond ended with a vicious lash of the flogger. "You are still clothed, girl!" Mistress Jade's voice was more painful than the leather tips of the flogger. Hurriedly, Kishi stripped off her outer garments to stand before us in bra and panties, hands demurely covering her femininity as best she could. "She is not worth training, Mr. Brenneman!" Mistress Jade told me in disgust. "She cannot even follow a simple command!" "I agree that she's a little slow, and perhaps needs a punishment to remind her," I played along, "but it may be just a bit early to discard her. Maybe the boys can help." "Why that is an absolutely splendid idea, Mr. Brenneman," Jade replied, staring hungrily at her charge. "Would you be so kind?" I gave Czar and Caesar a hand signal, and my huge, half-wolf companions advanced silently on their prey. Kishi tried to back warily away from Caesar as he came at her from the front, but she was unprepared for Czar's weight when his front paws landed on her shoulderblades, forcing her to hands and knees. Swiftly, each of the huge brutes took hold of one of the flimsy scraps of cloth that still adorned Kishi's body, ripping and tearing at them as the poor girl screamed in fright. When my canine companions had completely removed the scraps of cloth, Mistress Jade bent her knees until her face was close to Kishi's right ear. "When I give a command," she said menacingly, "I expect it to be obeyed completely and instantly! Is that clear?" "Y-yes, Mistress Jade!" Kishi trembled, still on hands and knees before her regal Mistress. "Now let's see what kind of slave you are to be..." A slender, leather gloved hand dipped momentarily below the trembling girl's quivering buttocks. I noted the slight, involuntary cocking upwards of Kishi's hips and the hissing of indrawn breath. Mistress Jade grinned evilly and wiped the slippery goo coating her glove in Kishi's hair as she stood. "Just as I suspected. You are positively dripping, slave. You'll have to wait though. You must first earn the right to be fucked by those magnificent beasts who turn you on so." Kishi gave a startled gasp at the declaration, and trembled even more. Turning to me with a delighted smile, Jade tiptoed and whispered in my ear, so low that Kishi could not have heard if she'd been right next to us, "I would have done this one for free! She's going to make a delightful slut. Do you have a collar for her?" "Of course!" I said out loud. I opened the screen door and reached inside for the collar I had prepared in anticipation of Kishi's visit. While I was at it, I took down one of the leads I use for the dogs on the rare occasions when we go somewhere where people don't know us. Jade bent to fasten the collar around her trainee's neck. The oiled, almost black leather with stainless steel rivets and heavy-duty buckle was a no-nonsense, 'you ain't goin' anywhere' sort of collar, and Kishi quailed even more when it was cinched around her slender neck. She gave tiny gasp as the leash clicked home on the collar's steel D-ring. "Let us go meet my sister Jasmine, shall we?" Jade said lightly. I held the screen open for them as the diminutive Asian set off at a smart pace. Kishi, perhaps instinctively, never tried to rise. Her breasts and buttocks jiggled delightfully as she did her best to keep up with her Mistress on hands and knees. As do most humans unaccustomed to walking on hands and knees, Kishi had a little trouble negotiating the steep stairs down to my dungeon. She had to concentrate very hard on the placement of her hands and knees, especially since Mistress Jade slackened her pace not at all. As a result, it wasn't until she reached the level floor of the dungeon that she got a chance to survey her surroundings. The first thing she saw, of course, were two pair of rather short, but elegantly slender legs disappearing into identical leather micro-skirts. From her vantage point, they must have looked as though they went upward forever. Jasmine wore a costume identical to her sister's, and indeed, had the entire silken mass of her hair not been piled artfully atop her head, one would have been hard-pressed to differentiate between the two. Kishi, remembering her lesson from the porch, bowed her head low and said "Mistress Jasmine!" Whereupon, Jasmine gave her a vicious cut with her own flogger. "Who the hell told you to address me in that beastly manner?!" Her voice, sweet as the scent of the flower after which she was named, nonetheless cut deep, and Kishi cringed before her. "I am Goddess Jasmine to you, slave! Don't you forget it!" "On your hind feet, NOW, bitch!" Jade commanded, giving the leash a sharp jerk. "Let my sister see what we have to work with!" The two walked slowly around the trembling girl, poking and prodding, inspecting her as if she were a piece of meat in a butcher shop. "Hmmm..." Jasmine mused, hefting Kishi's breasts in her gloved hands. "Far too much tit, but I suppose it can't be helped. Perhaps we can find a way to have some fun with these later." The soft leather of her gloves caressed the girl's nipples to hardness, then pinched sharply. Kishi gasped, but her chest involuntarily pushed itself outward, offering her breasts up for the Goddess' abuse. "Ass has no muscle tone," Jade said from behind as her sister was inspecting Kishi's breasts. "Spread your legs, slave! Never attempt to deny us access to any part of you!" Once again, gloved fingers slipped into Kishi's pussy from behind, trailing moisture back along the crease of her buttocks. As Kishi offered her breasts up to the sister in front, the one behind plunged a long, slender, leather covered finger deep into the slave's rectum. Kishi gasped and trembled even more, but something was different... "Please, Mistress Jade, Goddess Jasmine...?" "What is it slave?!" Jasmine replied sharply. "Please... May I cum, Goddess Jasmine?" "Of course not, slave!" Jasmine snorted. "You haven't even begun to earn the right to pleasure! How dare you even think about such a thing!" "A moment, sister, if you please," Jade said from behind their charge. They stepped aside, closer to me, and I overheard their whispered consultation. "This one is clearly a slut, Jasmine," Jade said. "I do not think we will be able to keep her from cumming frequently, and punishing her will get tiresome, as she will most likely continue cumming during punishment. I think a different approach is needed here." "Perhaps, perhaps," Jasmine nodded. "What do you suggest, sister?" "Since carrot and stick are one and the same to her," Jade continued, "perhaps withholding punishment would be the best punishment. I think this one is so eager to please that she will do anything for the privilege of being hurt until she cums." "Then let us give her a choice and see how she chooses," Jasmine replied. "If you would be so kind as to find a very large, two pronged strap-on, I will solicit Mr. Brenneman's assistance." The girls, having explored my dungeon thoroughly when they first arrived, already knew where things were kept, and Jade had no trouble finding what she sought. My suspicions about what the other choice was to be were confirmed when Jasmine turned to me and asked, "May we enlist the aid of those lovely companions of yours, Mr. Brenneman?" "Of course," I replied. "Simply tell me what you want them to do, and I will give the appropriate commands." "At the moment, all we require is that they display themselves to full advantage," Jasmine smiled. No problem there. The boys had been contemplating mating with this hairless bitch ever since I had them remove her undergarments, and all I had to do was have them pose in profile for Kishi's eyes. Said eyes, I daresay, grew much wider upon seeing what the boys had to offer. "We have decided to allow you to cum after all, slave," Jasmine addressed the trembling girl as Jade made the final adjustments to the straps of an enormous double pronged dildo. "You must choose the instrument of your pleasure, however," Jade continued her sister's speech. "Either submit to bestial rape by both dogs, or beg me to fuck you silly with my little toys. What will it be?" Kishi gaped open-mouthed at the formidable rubber weapons protruding from Jade's harness, then her eyes swung to the enormous, red, dripping cocks of the dogs. Back and forth her eyes swung, but no words emerged from her mouth. "Choose, slut!" Jasmine gave her a cut with the flogger to get her attention. "Ow!" Kishi cried. "I'm sorry Goddess Jasmine! It's just that... I mean..." "Are you afraid slave?" Jade sneered. "A-a little, Mistress Jade. But that's not, I mean... Mistress Jade, Goddess Jasmine, could I perhaps... I mean I know I'm not worthy, but would it be possible to somehow, uh, have both? I would do anything you ask!" Jade gave Jasmine an 'I told you so' smile before replying, rather more softly than before. "Not just yet, girl, but your answer pleases me. Now choose!" "Then, Mistress Jade, if I must choose, of course, I choose you!" Kishi said hurriedly, as if afraid she was saying the wrong thing. "Are you sure? I will not make love to you, girl," Jade warned. "I will ravish you deeply and completely in both of your nether openings. I guarantee pain, nothing else." "Yes, Mistress Jade!" Kishi was trembling again, and I couldn't decide if it was fear, arousal, or both. "Please, Mistress Jade, I beg you to allow me the privilege of being ravaged by you!" "Then you won't mind if my sister plays with you while I take my own pleasure?" Mistress Jade, pressing her dual shafts tightly into the crease of Kishi's ass, reached around and squeezed the mass of Kishi's breasts for emphasis as she whispered in her ear. "She, too, will give you pain, you know." "I-it is my pleasure to be at your disposal, Goddess Jasmine, Mistress Jade," Kishi bowed her head, then, as Jade pinched her nipples, gasped and threw her head back or her Mistress' shoulder. "Very well." Jasmine eyed the fixtures in the dungeon with a critical eye, evaluating them for her purpose. "This one, I believe, will serve us well, sister," She said, leading Kishi by her leash to position her under two fleece-lined leather cuffs suspended by chains. "Do you want to take from the front or from the rear?" "Oh, I'm going to want to watch as her little ass greedily swallows this big dick, Sister," Jade smiled. "I'm unfamiliar with the workings of your equipment Mr. Brenneman," Jasmine said sweetly to me. "Would you be so kind as to assist us?" "Of course. You can handle the cuffs, I believe. If you want her spreadeagled, we can use these cuffs for her ankles, or these if you want her split, but more vertical. In the latter case, this bar may be mounted like so to give better access from the rear, if desired, by forcing her hips backward." "Ooh, I like that idea!" Jade cooed, beginning to fasten the latter cuffs to Kishi's ankles. "That will give you better access to her front, sister." "Hmmm. I shall need some clamps, since we haven't pierced her yet..." Jasmine sounded almost like a project manager. "I believe I know where to find the other things I shall need. Tell me, girl, are you going to cry when I poke holes in those rather large teats of yours?" "Y-yes, Goddess Jasmine," Kishi stammered. "Do you have an objection to my doing so?" "N-no, Goddess Jasmine," Kishi replied. "I-I'm afraid, Goddess Jasmine, but I am yours to do with as you please." "Will you cum while my sister hurts you?" Jade asked softly into her left ear. "P-probably, Mistress Jade." "Very well, then," Jade smiled. "Let's begin." I used my remote to raise the ankle cuffs until Kishi's feet were level with her shoulders, her legs pulled far to the sides. Since Jade had installed the bar across the front of her hips, Kishi's butt stuck out provocatively. "You should get well inserted before I begin, sister," Jasmine said, selecting several clamps and other implements from my cabinets and drawers. On a rack of implements she found a harness with a mechanism projecting from its side. Jasmine puzzled over this for several moments before an evil smile spread across her face. I watched her fingers tracing the mechanism, understanding exactly how it was designed to work. "You made this?" she asked me. "Yes." "Have you tried it?" "Twice." "Successfully?" "Yes," I smiled. "Were the subjects pleased?" "I'm not sure that 'pleased' would accurately describe how they felt, but even after they were released, they had no complaints." "There are two different shafts..." Jasmine had correctly located the other parts that went with the device. "These are designed for temporary use, ease of removal being a consideration." I showed her another set of devices. "These are designed for use with the permanent shaft. The 'v' shaped portion for the middle, the other two pieces for the sides. They attach to the shaft in a way that makes it extremely difficult to remove." "I see..." She turned to the bound girl. "You have been listening. Do you understand what this device is for?" Kishi's face turned pale. "Y-yes, Goddess Jasmine." "Shall I use it on you?" "I-if it pleases you, Goddess Jasmine." Kishi was, understandably, even more nervous. "And which shaft should I use, girl?" Jasmine asked softly, her face only inches from that of the bound girl. "Temporary, or permanent?" "Oh!" Kishi cried, a strange combination of pain, fear, lust, and sheer emotional overload, as Jade chose that moment to swiftly insert the lubricated tips of both her shafts into Kishi's body. "Oh! Goddess Jasmine, please!" She cried grimacing as Jade forced her plastic phalluses slowly inward. "The - the p-permanent one, if it pleases you!" Jasmine, surprised, leaned forward and kissed her charge tenderly upon the lips. "My sister was right about you, girl. You just might be a keeper." Then, just to see her reaction, Jasmine hugged the bound girl tightly to her, the needle tips of her breast adornments poking deeply into the soft flesh of Kishi's breasts. Kishi gasped, staring into her Goddess' eyes, and came, shuddering, as Jade bottomed out inside her. "Thank you, Goddess Jasmine," She panted. "Hmmmm..." Was Jasmine's only reply. "Will you assist me with this, Mr. Brenneman?" she asked, backing away and hoisting the stainless steel contraption much more easily than one would expect of someone her size. Together, while Jade plundered Kishi's nether openings, wringing orgasm after orgasm from her, we got the contraption fastened around Kishi's torso, not unlike a stainless steel bra. Guaging the pressure in the distended globes, Jasmine tightened the portion encircling the base of each breast until each stood firm and hard like a balloon inflated just to the bursting point. A few minor adjustments to the side and center supports that held the accessory pieces in place, a final check of alignment, and Jasmine inserted the chosen shaft into the side extension, cocking its spring like a crossbow. Indeed, without the part that fastened around the subject's body, the thing would very much resemble a medieval crossbow aimed straight at the center of Kishi's distended breasts. "You'd better stop moving for a moment, sister," Jasmine warned her sibling. Smiling, breathing only slightly faster than before, Jade replied, "Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world!" Kishi stared with wide eyes at the fearsome weapon now attached to her breasts, trembling in her bonds. A whole gamut of emotions ran wildly across her face. I doubted that, when she made her arrangement with me, the young Canadian had ever envisioned anything like this. Nonetheless, one of the emotions most strongly represented on her face was desire for the woman who was about to alter her forever. "Last chance, girl," Jasmine said softly, swabbing the tightly inflated sphere of one breast with alcohol, then moving on to the other. "Do you still want this?" "It is not for me to choose, Goddess Jasmine." Kishi's voice was barely above a whisper. "I am yours and Mistress Jade's to do with as you will." "That is as it should be, girl." Jasmine's voice was still soft as her fingers deftly removed the plastic safety cap from the tip of the shaft poised next to Kishi's breast. "Nonetheless, you must, this time, speak your own mind." Kishi was silent for several long moments, eyes closed, as she searched within herself. "Goddess Jasmine," she finally replied, "Mistress Jade, for most of my adult life I have longed for someone who would possess me completely. I have never feared anything more than I fear what is about to happen, but even greater, at this moment, is my fear of disappointing you. I MUST do this, Goddess Jasmine. I simply must!" Again, Jasmine kissed her, her soft lips lingering on those of her slave. "Very well, girl. Do you have any questions before I do this?" "A request only, Goddess Jasmine, for Mistress Jade, if I may...?" Kishi's voice trembled and shook, but was clearly audible. "Make your request, girl," Jade said, her own voice reflecting her sister's tenderness. "Will you please withdraw, Mistress Jade," Kishi said, and Jade's face began to cloud up like a thunderstorm, "then, at the instant that Goddess Jasmine triggers the mechanism, plunge as hard and fast into me as you can?" Jade's face cleared and a genuine smile broke its severity for the first time. "Of course, dear. It will be both our pleasures." Jade's twin spears traveled slowly outward until only their heads were still imbedded in Kishi's body. Giving a nod to her sister, Jade held up three fingers. Jasmine understood and placed her hand on the trigger mechanism. One, two, three... As the last leather clad finger folded into Jade's fist, Jasmine triggered the device, driving the pointed shaft straight and true through both of Kishi's distended breasts! A moment later, Jade's belly slammed forcefully into Kishi's soft buttocks. Kishi, overwhelmed, keened her pain and passion high into the ultrasonic, quivering like a bowstring as her body took over and drove the unresisting girl through a titanic climax, made all the stronger by the repeated whipping of Jasmine's flogger on her unprotected clit. For many long seconds Kishi's body held rigid in its bonds, her hips struggling to drive Jade's impaling phalluses even deeper. Finally, not unexpectedly, the sated slave slumped, completely limp in her bonds. A quick examination showed her to be breathing normally, though very deeply. I gave the device a quick inspection, noting with satisfaction that the shaft had passed smoothly through, not only the girl's breast flesh, but the holes designed to receive it in the metal 'bra' that was now a permanent part of Kishi's attire. She would never have to worry about having enough support again, but neither would she be able to wear brassieres or form-fitting tops unless they were specially designed to fit around the shaft between her tits. Jasmine and I removed the installation device from Kishi's torso as she slept, and I unscrewed the sharp tip that, while it facilitated insertion, would be dangerous to leave exposed. In its place I screwed on an end cap with a swivel ring, then did the same at the other end, removing the notched piece used to launch the shaft from the crossbow device. I showed the girls, though I probably didn't need to, how a 'Y' shaped leash could be attached to the rings. I knew too, that both were familiar with body piercings, but insisted, nonetheless, that they hear the entire 'care and cleaning' lecture again. "A moment, if you please, Mr. Brenneman," Jade said. "You are assuming that we will be the ones taking care of her. Why is that?" "I suppose I could be mistaken," I shrugged, "but I do believe you two have found a plaything who pleases you greatly, and I can't imagine HER wanting to be anywhere else than with you. Do you disagree?" The two exchanged glances, then smiled. Jade answered for both. "You may be right, Mr. Brenneman, but there is one other little test to which we wish to subject our little slave before we make a final decision." "Of course..." I said, and signalled the dogs. "Not that, Mr. Brenneman," Jasmine said. "If she would submit to what she has just been through for us, I have no doubt that allowing those two magnificent brutes to ravish her would cause her not a moment's hesitation. No, if you will help us get her to this bench, we'll show you what we mean." In short order, we had the unconscious girl on her back on the bench, unbound. She began coming around moments later. "Oh my God!" she whispered, staring at the steel bar through her breasts. For long moments she inspected it, touching it gingerly here and there, then her eyes turned to the two sisters. "Thank you, Goddess Jasmine! Thank you Mistress Jade! I have never cum like that before! I never dreamed anyone COULD cum like that!" "We are pleased that you enjoyed it, girl," Jasmine said. "Now, it is time for you to return the favor." "Gladly, Goddess Jasmine!" Kishi gushed. "Anything! I will do anything in my power to please you!" Swinging a leg over the bench, Jasmine said, "Then put that tongue to work, girl. See if you can give me back some of the pleasure I have given you!" With that, she straddled Kishi's head and settled her pantyless crotch upon the the subservient girl's face. Her sister, meanwhile, having unstrapped the dildo she had used earlier, inserted one end of an enormous double-ended dildo in Kishi's pussy, as far as it would go, and another, of the same size, deep into her butt. Jade raised the girl's feet, saying, "If you would be so kind, Sister...?" Jasmine smiled, grasping Kishi's ankles and spreading them wide. Turning her back to the other two, Jade also straddled the bench just below Kishi's upturned crotch. With a look of intense concentration, she inserted the end of the dildo protruding from Kishi's pussy into her tiny little ass, then took the one from Kishi's ass into her pussy. With a moan of pleasure, Jade slowly lowered herself onto the two shafts, impaling her dainty body far deeper than it looked as though she had room for. When she finally ended her slow downward slide, Jade's buttocks rested on Kishi's mound while the ring on her clit nestled in the valley of the girl's buttocks. Eyes closed, Jade slowly swiveled her hips upon the two shafts, grinding them even deeper into both bodies. Kishi's muffled moans emerged from between Jasmine's thighs as her own hips rotated opposite those of her Mistress. "I'm going to fuck you now, girl," Jade said huskily, "but this one is for me, not you. Your job is to make these dildoes please me as much as possible. Understood?" A slight nod and a muffled "MMMGPH!" were her response, but the meaning was clear. Jasmine's hips rotated in time with those of her sister, instructing her charge about where and how to apply her tongue to maximize her pleasure. "Lick my clit, little one," She said, "No, up and down, for now. Save that crossways motion for later. That's good, baby, now I want your hands on my tits. Play with my spikes. Yes, baby, just like that! Now pull! Yes! Harder! Mmmm! Beautiful! Now move your tongue to my ass... There, now, push it in... Don't be shy, girl! That's the finest ass you'll ever have the privilege of licking, so get your tongue right up there! That's better. MMMMM! See how it opens up for you? Now back to my clit... Keep playing with my tits!" Meanwhile, Jade was giving herself a good workout on the dildoes connecting her with their slave, her hips performing impossible acrobatics upon Kishi's crotch. Swiveling, thrusting, corkscrewing, harder, faster, those impossible shafts burrowing so deep, I expected them at any time to force the air from her lungs! The scene was incredibly erotic, and I unzipped and gingerly worked my rigid shaft from the opening of my trousers. Jasmine, apparently satisfied that her slave now knew her business, motioned me forward, stroking me with leather gloved hands that couldn't even encircle my shaft. Her mouth opened wide and those scarlet painted lips stretched around me as, faster and faster, she and her sister rode their slave. There was no way my bulbous glans was going to fit down Jasmine's delicate throat, but her tongue, lips, and teeth were so talented that it mattered little. The two were building rapidly toward their own peak, refusing the smaller climaxes that begged to be released, but building toward a crescendo of titanic proportions. Kishi apparently sensed this and redoubled her efforts, alternating squeezing Jasmine's breasts and yanking at her spikes, while moving her tongue rapidly back and forth from clit to asshole. Her hips couldn't keep pace with the rapid dance of Jade's pelvis, but she held herself up, presenting her body and the dildoes for Jade's pleasure. I expected sparks to begin shooting off of us any moment as the electricity of our coupling built. In truth, it was less the manipulation of the beautiful Asian's mouth than the sheer energy of the joining that had me very close to my own point of no return. Sensing the time was right, I reached over and began abusing the spikes on Jade's nipples, the unexpectedness of it triggering her explosion! Her hips slammed and screwed hard into Kishi's pelvis, sending shockwaves through her body. Fearing that she would commit the unpardonable sin of cumming before her Goddess, she vibrated her tongue rapidly across Jasmine's clit, and plunged a single middle finger deep into her ass. Jasmine shrieked her climax around my glans, pulling me to the back of her throat where the vibration of her throat sent me over the edge. My guts turned inside out through my cock shooting white hot lava into the lovely mouth of the Asian Goddess. For long moments the tableau froze in ecstasy, suspended in the timeless void of orgasmic release. Finally, the sisters collapsed upon their charge as I stumbled backwards to find a place to sit, my legs unable to hold me up. For many moments all that could be heard in the dungeon was the panting of sated lovers and the occasional gasp or moan as an aftershock hit here and there. Eventually, this was interrupted by urgent, muffled cries from beneath Jasmine as Kishi's hands pushed feebly at her imprisoning thighs. Reluctantly, Jasmine slid backward, giving the girl room to breathe, then, impulsively, leaned forward and captured her mouth in a soul-searing kiss. "Well, sister?" she asked when she came up for air. "Quite well, sister," Jade replied exhaustedly, gingerly removing her body from its self-imposed impalement. "You have done us a service, Mr. Brenneman," Jasmine told me with a smile. "And we shall not forget it," Jade continued for her. "If you and this one agree, we should like to keep her." "That is entirely up to Kishi," I said, though I suspected I knew what her answer would be. "So, girl," Jasmine addressed the still reclining slave. "Would you like to come to San Francisco and be our slave? We make no promises except pain and pleasure." "Oh, Goddess Jasmine!" Kishi gushed, pushing herself upright, "Could I? I would like nothing better than to spend the rest of my life pleasing you and Mistress Jade." "Of course, girl!" Jasmine pretended irritation. "You don't think I would have asked if I didn't mean it, do you?" "Oh, Goddess Jasmine! Mistress Jade! I am SO happy!" "Mr. Brenneman, could we impose upon you for one more, well, two more small adornments for our new slave," Jade asked. "Nipple rings?" I asked. Jade smiled. "You know us so well." That wasn't all that true, but the request was not a hard guess. "May I suggest a clitoral ring as well," I said, studying Kishi and the bar that now pierced her breasts, with its permanent metal bra. "In this case, also, I would suggest that we pierce her nipples from top to bottom and mount the rings vertically instead of horizontally. This will allow for some very attractive chain work connecting her nipples to the bar and the bar to her clit." "You are a true artist, sir," Jasmine smiled. "Of course, we shall do it that way." A couple of hours later, the sisters departed with their charge in tow, her leash attached to a chain that threaded through both nipple rings to the rings mounted on the ends of the breast bar, then clipped to her larger than average clit ring. At the moment, each tug of that chain would bring, at the very least, some discomfort from all those places. When the piercings healed, however, Kishi would, no doubt, derive both pain and pleasure from her new ornaments. Jade and Jasmine would see to that. The sisters insisted that they owed me, not only for their own adornments, but for Kishi and her decorations as well. Since they were adamant, I suggested that the two of them could spend a weekend serving me and my canine companions. They said they would think about it, but I saw the look they exchanged and the way their eyes followed the dogs after that. They'll be back. Count on it.