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Chapter 2 - by ShvedJerry@aol.com
"Are you ready?".  I could only nod because my throat was too dry to talk.
Mistress
Pamela and I were sitting in my car in front of a small house in Venice
Beach.  We
got out of the car and walked to the door.  I walked behind my mistress as
her hard tan
ass swayed in her skintight leather skirt.  It was so tight that it rode up
and showed
the bottom of her hard ass cheeks. Her long leather boots went up to her
firm thighs.
The only other item of clothing on her gorgeous body was a leather vest that
did
not even cover her hard high tits.  All I was allowed to wear was my leather
cock and
ball harness.  My prick was red and throbbing as it had been for half an
hour.
All the way over was torture in fear that we would be stopped or have an
accident.
How could I explain to a cop that my mistress made me drive naked at nights?
She said that slaves were not worthy of hiding their pitiful bodies.  Every
stop
light was an ordeal of staring straight ahead and not looking at the people
next to
us.  I knew that several people had gotten a look into my car and knew
something was
odd.  A barechested man with a drop dead blond in leather would draw some
stares.
Thankful that it was a dark street, I hurried to the door as Mistress Pamela
knocked on the door.  It was opened by a small blond wearing a chain and
leather
vest that draped over small tan tits. Below her waist, a leather g-string
was
pulled up into her crotch.  It was so tight that the crease showed.  She
looked at me
and gave a small smile, then turned to Pamela and said "looks like you have
a new
subject here."
"Yes, I think that with the right training, we can turn him into something
worthy of serving me."
I was grateful that we were finally inside the house but was still very
nervous
as we walked to a back bedroom with  a massage table.  On the night table
next to
the table was a tray with the instruments that gave away the purpose of our
visit.
"Get on the table" Pamela ordered and I obeyed.  The little blond, whose
name was
Arcy, took cotton swabs and rubbed alcohol over my hard nipples.  The same
treatment
was given to my straining cock.  She then went to the tray and got the long
steel
probe.
"This is going to hurt somewhat but I think you can handle it" Arcy told me
as
she pushed me back on the table.  Pinching my nipple up to a hard knot, she
placed the
tip of the probe against the skin and gave a sudden push.  A jolt of pain
that felt
like an electric shock went through my body.  Quickly she reached over and
took a
silver stud and pushed it through the new hole in my nipple.
As I caught my breath, Pamela reached down to fondle my balls.  "Keep it
hard
slave or you'll get it when we get home."
By now Arcy was on the other side of the table and was bunching up my other
nipple.
Bracing myself, I felt the burning pain again and the coldness of the stud
that
followed.
"One more to go lover" she whispered to me and went to the area below
my waist.  I noticed her nipples were now pointed and hard.  Hanging from
the right
nipple was a silver miniature handcuff. Her navel held a gold stud.
"I hope you know what you're doing" I told her.
"Relax stud, look at this" she replied.  With a quick motion she pulled her
g-string
off and pushed my head to the side. I was staring at a smooth shaven cunt
with five
silver rings protruding from her puffy, pussy lips.  "Now lets get this over
and we
can have some fun."  Pinching the flesh right below the head of my cock, she
took
the probe and with a quick motion gave a short push. Actually this did not
feel as
bad as the nipples and the stud was soon in.
"Well done" the mistress said.  "Now in a few weeks, he will be perfect."
Pamela
told the blond, "You do good work, just like you did to me."
I looked down to see what my now pierced cock looked like.  Now that my
balls and
cock were shaved like mistress Pamela demanded, the stud was quite visible.
I
also saw the silver nipple rings that were now a permanent part of my body.
Arcy was putting away her things and I slid off the table. "You can't do
anything for a
few weeks and you have to keep that area sterile." "Here are some pain pills
if you
need them."
"You won't be much good to me for a while will you slave?" asked Pamela.
"Who's going to take care of me now?" my mistress said.  "Watching this has
really
got my pussy dripping."
"Well, Pam, perhaps I can help you" said the blond.  When I saw the look on
their
faces, I knew that they had enjoyed each other before.  Pamela didn't
hesitate in
removing her vest and unzipping her skirt. They came together and their
tongues snaked
into the other's mouth.  Hands found their way down to the fine asses in
front of me
and probed deep.  Fingers were pulling an stretching pussy lips and the
smell of sex
grew in the room.  Their breast rubbed against each others and the little
handcuffs were pushed and pulled by the breasts.  They slid down to the
floor and
turned in the classic 69 position.  Arcy took her hands and pulled open the
bare
pussy of my mistress before inserting her tongue as far as she could get it.
Pamela
was lapping at Arcy's hot pussy like a cat at a saucer.  Her tongue ran from
the clit
down to the junction of the ass.  The rings in their pussies also were now
being tugged
by white teeth.  It looked like it would hurt but to them it was one more
way of
receiving pleasure.  This was some very serious pussy eating and one
inspired the
other to go deeper and faster.  In spite of the pain of my new studs, drops
of cum were
appearing at the slit of my cock.  I had my hands on my balls and was
stroking the head
of my purple organ.  As the blonde's tongue snaked out to nibble on Pamela's
clit, I
could see that even her tongue had not escaped the piercing tool. A silver
ball
was through the tongue and was now running on Pamela's red and swollen clit.
Both of
them now started to moan and cry out.
"Fuck my pussy, eat my pussy" they cried.  Their backs were arching and
thighs were flexing as
they attempted to fuck the other's tongues and lips.  My dick could not take
this anymore and begin to twitch and I felt the cum shooting onto my hand.
The action
on the floor was now reaching its climax and the pants and moans came to a
head.
Both of these pierced ladies slumped against the others thighs but not
without a
few final licks of cunt.  Pamela looked up at me and smiled.
"Well slave, did you enjoy that?". "Do you see how pussy should be eaten?".
"Maybe next time you can fuck Arcy.".
As we walked back to the car, I felt the throbbing in my nipples and dick
and was
hoped that I was now the property of Mistress Pamela.  I wondered how many
more
trials I had to go through before this would be true.




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