A Secret Discovered, A Destiny Fulfilled

"Yes, I believe I scared him away last night but I'm not sure. He seems to have almost as much a hold on her as I did at one time. I can not lose her, she is my prize. That's why you're here." I sat and pondered the thought and then said, "It may come to taking more drastic measures than this. I can arrange for him to come to an untimely end if that is what you desire. I can't say it, you have to give that order. Well, are you willing to go that far?"

I watched as her eyes took on the hard, dark texture from our encounter the night before. "Yes, if need be I'll want you to kill him. I won't lose her."

"Good, then we'll see how the evening progresses and if it has to come to that. Now, where is she?"

"Downstairs, dressed as you so required."

"Excellent, you will be able to watch only. Do you have a place where you can do that from?" Minutes later, she was seated in the same room I had once occupied and I was now opening the door knowing full well she could hear and see everything.

As I shut the door behind me I walked over to the center of the room where you were kneeling on the floor. Dressed in a beautiful white corselet, with matching stockings, gloves, heels and a white ribbon, which completed the ensemble adorning your neck. I stopped and let the bag slip from my fingers and when it slammed to the ground you jumped but kept your face down to the ground. "I am Jonathan, and I am here to take you to your next step on your journey. Are you prepared?"

Your voice shook, the quiet almost whispers like sound came forth of, "Yes Master". "Excellent, stand up so that I might see what is mine to claim tonight." You did as I requested, your hands hanging down at your side and your head remaining in the submissive pose. I found myself retreating into my old ways as tears filled my eyes at your beauty. Such an exquisite woman, this Cheryl, the woman who had given me hope at one time but now, who knows how this evening might end.

"Go to the rings, I will have you there first." You moved obediently over to the circular rings, which were bolted into the ceiling and held your arms up for me. I connected the chains there to each of your wrists and then spread your legs, taking each of your ankles and secured them to similar ones in the ground. You had gotten your first look at me then, the first glance at the mask I wore and I heard your breathing begin to come more rapidly. I picked up an item from the bag; rose then and stood directly in front of you saying, "Look at me woman." When you didn't respond quickly enough I grabbed your hair, snapping your head back, wanting desperately for you to see it in my eyes.

As your face looked at mine in what seemed like absolute terror, I remembered back to the night before and how I felt when I had seen you hanging there. Angry, hurt, worried, concerned, all these things but there had been something else. The last 24 hours had seen a shift in me, a change in the direction I would take if everything were to somehow work out they way I hoped, the way I dreamed. I knew all you could see was my eyes and I hoped that would be enough as I stared at you, your mouth agape from the pain you were feeling in my grasp.

For two maybe three seconds all I saw was fear but then you blinked, gasped and I saw your mouth begin to form my name and I knew. The ball gag I held in my hand was roughly shoved into your mouth before you could utter the damning sound, though you tried to speak through it as I cinched it tightly behind your head. I knew for now my secret was safe and that you would know if I could provide that for you which you had kept hidden from me. As I walked back in front of you, your head was still moving rapidly as you tried desperately to speak but a single hand to your throat steadied you as I said, "Calm down my dear, we're just getting started." . As I held you by the throat with a firm but gentle touch I watched your eyes and found myself taking such delight in your obvious confusion, excitement, all the mixture of emotions that were running rampant throughout your body. The body that I'd never glimpsed till last night but was now ripe for not only my picking but for anything I would desire to do to it. I'd done my homework well and I planned on providing quite a show both for you and our host. I gave you that same slight, shy smile and your eyes almost smiled back at me until suddenly my smile and my gaze turned dark.

I could see it in your eyes, feel it in the way you were trembling, you were coming. Oh no, not without my consent were you. My hand dropped from your neck and I turned away. The moans and groans that came from behind the gag told me of your disapproval, you had been so close and now the moment had passed. I began unpacking the bag on a table behind you and I could hear you strain to try and turn your head to see what I was doing. It was time to begin, it was time for Jonathan to fulfill his part of the bargain.

Once I had everything laid out to my liking, I picked up the first purchase I had made that afternoon and walked back to stand in front of her. Her eyes were wary, concerned, and inquisitive as she looked at the two pieces in my hands. I knew she would never had seen them before, they were brand new according to the young woman who had insisted on demonstrating their use for me earlier today. The two circular bands had silver wires attached to their tips and they slipped easily over her breasts. I almost heard a sigh of relief but seconds later that all changed as I began to close the circles tighter and tighter until she found herself experiencing as the saleswoman had said, "breast bondage at it's finest."

I walked back around to the table and picked up three more items, once again noticing how I had her complete attention. Kneeling down between her legs I slipped a finger in between her lips and found her sex already dripping with excitement. I smiled as I saw her embarrassment and took the first item, parted her lips and placed it directly on her throbbing clit. The muffled gasp I heard was followed by what would have been a scream if not for her gag. The magnet I had placed was now held in place by two other magnets, which were strategically put on each side of her cunt's lips. They now provided a constant weight on her most sensitive of spots and they were having quite an effect.

As I stood back for a moment and gazed at her beauty I saw her eyes begin to cloud with the intensity of her feelings. Earlier that day on the internet I had read about this transition when the submissive begins to enter a realm of her own, a place where the mixture of pain, pleasure and submission melt into one. I was determined to not only take her to that place but to guide her through it so that she would never be the same again.

The belt is next and I lightly slapped her and watched as her eyes struggled to focus. I wanted to make sure she saw what I was about to do. Her eyes widened at the sight of the special chastity belt I had found with two huge dildoes placed strategically. She struggled mightily but the rings held her in place as I slipped the first of the two in easily while the second proved to be a little more difficult but soon too it was driven home.

Before moving on the final item, I took the time to tighten each of the four rings so that she was taught, a spiders prey caught and now awaiting it's final reward. She now supported her own weight with her arms and legs and I could see the strain on her face. It brought me such pleasure. I was now as lost as she was in the moment and I moved with an urgency fueled by my own surprising desires. The wires that I attached to the rings would provide me with the last piece of the puzzle and take this wench to where she had never been before.

Just before I flipped the switch I walked to stand in front of her once again, the slap to the face this time harder and her eyes immediately opened wide with fright. She watched as I took my hands and put them on the silver rings which encircled her breasts and pushed on each of them. The springs let loose and the alligator like clamps sunk deep into her nipples. Pulling desperately at her bonds she was helpless as I stepped behind her and activated the electricity.

Her head reared back and her body shook as she convulsed with the force of the mild electrical shock, which ran throughout wherever I had placed metal on her. From the newness of the clamps to the magnets it took her by surprise and as spittle ran down from the gag as she tried to scream I felt my own pleasure welling inside of me. I left it on for another few seconds and then turned it off and walked to stand in front of her once again.

Her face was slumped on her chest, her body covered in sweat and I could see her cum as it dripped down her legs. Even in the midst of this pain, her body had provided her with the pleasure that she also seeked. "Now, let us talk." Her head moved slowly up and though her eyes were once again clouded I knew she could hear me. "This man, this Will I have heard so much about. He can never give you this. He's weak, spineless, not a man at all. Your mistress loves you, cares for you, and provides for you. It is her that you need, correct?" She could not speak but the movement of her head was clear, no.

I walked back behind her and started again, this time at half power. Sixty seconds later she continued to tremble even after I had turned the power off and I tried again. "I would hope that you would see the error of your ways. Mistress Angela can care for your needs, your rather unique needs. Why, she even went so far as to provide your fantasy come true this evening. I am here. Now, are you ready to throw away these childish ideas of this man now?" It was a little slower coming this time but the answer was the same, no.

My clenched fists showed my displeasure and my words spoke volumes. "You leave me no choice." The power went to full and the effect was immediate. I watched as her body danced silently, her lesson in bondage and discipline in full force and I found myself in a quandary. On the one hand my dark heart danced with glee at the effect I had watched unfold while on the other Will remembered his feelings for the beautiful woman who he was subjecting to such strict demands. The two sides fought for minutes and then they remembered the final part of the plan. I turned off the switch and knew that this would be either the grand finale or the end of Cheryl and I.

When Angela and I had discussed earlier that evening the possibility that "Will" might have to die I had also mentioned one other possible last resort. She had listened quietly; not really sure, but agreeing to anything that might enable her to keep the submissive in her control. We had agreed upon a sign, a word I would use and it was time to see how good an actress the woman watching from the other room could be. I lifted Cheryl's head and stared into eyes dull and clouded with the pain and pleasure she had just endured. "Well BITCH, what say you now?"

Seconds later the door opened and in walked Angela saying, "Well, how is the fantasy coming along?"

"You" I roared, "You said she'd be weak, easy to manipulate. She would renounce this man. His hold on her is too strong."

"I'm sorry Jonathan, I knew of her infatuation with this creature but I..."

"Silence! Pain has not worked on her but perhaps..." and I grabbed Angela's arm roughly and took her to the table. She gasped as I bent her arm behind her back, cuffing one hand and then the other. I grabbed a pair of ankle cuffs with a hobble chain and moments later had them securely fastened on her.

Once again I grabbed her arm, this time half dragging half carrying her to stand in front of my other helpless victim. "If pain hasn't worked on her, maybe it will work...on you. Well slave are you willing to let your Mistress suffer for your transgressions?" Angela cried out, quite convincingly "No Cheryl, don't let him. Please, I beg of you!" Cheryl's eyes had regained some of their focus and she watched me closely as I moved toward her, unbuckling the strap that held her gag and it fell from her mouth.

My hand once again found her hair as I twisted her face toward me. I stared at her intently for seconds and then asked, "Think carefully before you answer, your fate and the fate of others depend upon it. Who do you want, whom will you serve? Is it your Mistress or this man? Who?" Both Angela and I watched as you licked your lips, trying to form your words. Then you looked at me and said, "You. I will serve you." Angela's confusion was evident as she stood there in her shackles. "Him? You want Jonathan?"

My hold on Cheryl softened somewhat as I took my other hand and reached behind me to pull at the mask. "No, she wants..." as I pulled the mask off my head and looked out the bound dominatrix, "me." Angela's face turned into a sea of rage as she screamed, "You? You bastard, how did you..." her ramblings went on as I began to undo Cheryl's bondage, her body growing more limp as the moments wore on. "I'll kill you, I'll kill you both I swear!" I stopped for a moment leaving the submissive still bound to the rings.

"That's right, you told me that earlier, didn't you? Did I happen to mention that I recorded that conversation and if anything were to happen to either Cheryl or I there will be a copy of that tape where you told Jonathan that yes, you would hire him to kill me, sent to the authorities?" Her eyes burned with a hatred so dark, so menacing I thought another incentive was needed to insure our safety. I moved quickly to grab her by the throat not caring how tight the grip was. I grabbed at the front of her dress and with one yank it came off leaving her bound in only her panties.

Her eyes immediately changed, fearful now as I leaned close to her saying, "I am not Jonathan, I am Will and I can send you to heaven or to hell woman. Do not underestimate me." With that I picked up the gag from the floor, the one I'd just removed from Cheryl's mouth and pushed it into hers. I buckled it as tightly as I could and then reached up to pull down the chain hanging there from the ceiling. Moment's later Angela found herself with her feet still on the ground but her bound wrists pulled up behind her back into a very uncomfortable and vulnerable position. The riding crop I had removed from the table had seen many uses in its time but none more enjoyable as I used it over and over again on my helpless prey.

As I continued to lash at her I too saw the same transformation in this woman's eyes as I had seen in Cheryl's earlier. By the time I had finished she was broken and I took the time to lift her head with the butt of the crop saying, "Look at you, the infamous Mistress Angela, no better than a common slave. Your reputation as a dominatrix will pay dearly as will you if you ever speak of this evening or look to harm either of us. Remember that" and with those final words her head once again swung down to rest on her chest.

Walking back over to where Cheryl still hung by the rings I saw the fire, the delight in her eyes in what had just taken place. Moving around behind her, I swung the crop and lashed her across her beautiful ass, her cry of surprise and pleasure music to my ears. Picking up several items from the table I finished letting her down from her spider like prison and then instructed her in what I wanted her to do. Minutes later I stood in front of this vision in white saying, "Open your mouth."

"Yes Master" as she closed her eyes and did, as I had demanded.

Moments later with her former Mistress's panties taped firmly in her mouth I picked up the woman now bound with her hands in front, a rope running around her waist connected to another between her legs rubbing at her slit. Her knees and ankles were taped together and throwing her over my shoulder we began to make my way out of this place. I tugged at the rope between her legs and heard her moan of pleasure saying, "Now, your training really begins. You will pay dearly for not trusting me and I will take even more pleasure from having you as my own, forever."