A Taste of Slavery Ch. 03

As Mistress Dark explained, I removed the device, almost apologizing again when I took it out and saw the amount of cream Rose had left on it from her orgasms. Remembering Mistress Dark's admonition, I stopped in time.

Instead I asked, "Did you enjoy yourself, slave?"

"Yes, Master."

It felt good hearing beautiful Rose calling me Master, and I imagined Julia doing the same. My ego soared, as did my cock.

"Are you sure you don't want to take advantage of this slave?" Mistress Dark asked. "Your cock appears as if it could be quite painful."

It was pushing up against the front of my jeans in an obvious bulge, so she wasn't far off. Fortunately, I'd be going home soon and I'd be fucking Julia to a faretheewell.

"No. I can wait until I get home," I said.

"As you wish."

She held up the dildo I'd just removed from Rose. "As I said, this is what you'll use to teach your slave to swallow. This device has a setting on it which will not allow your slave to orgasm, provided she doesn't help it along. You are controlling her orgasms, right?"

"Yes."

"It brings her to the edge of cumming, but not over it. Then it stops. It will keep doing that indefinitely. Your slave will become very frustrated. She cannot remove it without the app on your phone knowing. Something about body temperature, I think. I don't know except it works and works well. If she helps it along, the app records that she had an orgasm. Of course, she'll be punished if she does. What you want to do is only allow her to have an orgasm when she's sucking your cock and you're cumming in her mouth. Like Pavlov's dog, she'll begin to associate your cum with her orgasm and eventually, she'll crave it because she knows her pleasure follows. You may still use her in other ways, but when she asks for permission to climax, you deny it until your cock is in her mouth and you cum. When she's swallowing all the time, she's trained."

"Interesting."

"My only other suggestion to you is for you to hand feed your slave. Her sustenance depends on you and you should provide it. That might be altered if you go out for dinner. Feeding your slave in public might raise a few eyebrows, but other than that, feed her yourself."

"Thank you. Good suggestion.

"That should do it for now. I'm always available for further consultations. It's been two hours and twenty minutes, so $350 for my time. I'm assuming you want the Slave Trainer dildo?"

"Yes, and the whip and nipple clamps. I believe I can build the cross and pillory myself. I looked at their construction when I was examining it."

"The Slave Trainer is $400 due to its high end tech functionality. The phone app is included. The whip is $35 and the clamps are $30." She went to a drawer and pulled out four brand new boxes.

"I do sell suspension cuffs if you decide you'd like to suspend your slave."

"I don't want to spend too much now in the unlikely event she changes her mind about proceeding. I didn't bring enough cash for all of it," I said. "I'd like to give you the $500 cash I did bring and put the rest on my debit card."

She entered the info on her phone and slid a device into the power jack. "$815, plus 6% tax, minus $500 is $342.90."

"Shouldn't the sales tax be higher?" I said, running the figures through my head.

"There's no sales tax on my services," she replied, smiling, "only the equipment."

It had both a swipe and chip reader. Since my debit card had a chip, she inserted it into the reader. She handed me the phone.

"Enter your PIN number. It's not stored on the phone."

"What will it show up as on my bank statement?"

"Dark Productions." I entered my PIN. "Thank you, Scott. I hope to hear from you when you start training your slave."

"I'll keep it in mind. By the way, what's with the fellow in the cage?"

"I'm training him for his wife. The men aren't always the dominant in a relationship. I'd love to train you. It might take a while. You look like you'd be resistant, but I believe I could do it." She smiled at me with a twinkle in her eye.

I laughed. "No thanks, I think we're good for now."

Mistress Dark laughed along with me. She handed me the four boxes. I looked at the fourth box and asked, "What's the other box for?"

"I'm including an Enforcer at no additional charge for using my services."

"The slaves mentioned that. What is it exactly?"

She took back a box and opened it, revealing a clear plastic paddle about two inches wide, a six inch handle and an overall length of about two feet, so eighteen inches for the paddle part.

"It's shatterproof. The handle is silicone and body safe, so you can insert the handle in your slave transitioning from punishment to pleasure instantly, and it packs a deceptive sting." She spanked Rose's ass once and Rose flinched and whimpered softly. "You can't really judge how hard you're striking by the slave's reaction to this device, since they'll flinch at almost anything but the lightest tap. It's best to judge by color alone. The impact is almost electric, but the pain quickly fades, as does the redness, usually dissipating in three to five hours depending on how well it was used. If you were to engage my services for teaching your slave to suck cock, this is what I intended to use to encourage her to take all of you down her throat."

"I don't know. Can you avoid a gag reflex?"

"Of course. Let me show you."

Mistress Dark put the Enforcer away and got an eight inch dildo off one of her shelves and approached Rose.

"Open Rose," she said and Rose opened her mouth. Over the course of the next couple minutes, she gradually worked all of it down Rose's throat with nary a gag. When it was fully inserted, I could see the tip of it slightly bulging the top of Rose's throat as Mistress Dark moved it up and down. Fuck, color me impressed. The dildo was slightly longer than I was and she took it like a champ. She pulled it out and inserted it in Rose's pussy, slowly fucking her with it until Rose climaxed again.

"I like to reward my slaves after they've performed."

If Mistress Dark could train Rose to take that monster, I might really like to contemplate engaging her services again. They'd be free. All I had to do was turn her loose on Julia to train her to lick vagina. I was intrigued to consider my wife licking another woman's cunt.

Mistress Dark released Slut from the pillory and Slut led me back to the front door.

"Good bye, Master. Have a pleasant evening," Slut said.

"Do you have a name other than Slut?" I asked.

"If I haven't misbehaved, Master." She smiled at me. "I have a difficult time not misbehaving."

She closed the door and I hopped in my truck and started home, whistling all the way.

******

JULIA

After supper and listlessly watching TV for a couple hours, I went to bed with my laptop and searched for Mistress Dark on the web. She had a professionally designed web page showing what services she offered. A lot of them were directed towards offering her services to subs without dominants, but she also offered training, and sold products for the well equipped slave owners home. Her website showed photos of many of the furniture products in use, with only the genitals or breasts of the model blacked out. As I looked at some of them, I felt myself get wet again, imagining myself displayed and used like this, uncompromisingly serving a demanding owner. I needed to cum again. I took off my clothes and got a nice six inch vibrator from my nightstand.

Turning it on, I slowly slid it into my slick pussy. Oh, heavens to betsy, I needed this. I was thrusting it back and forth in my sheath about three minutes from my first orgasm when I heard the front door open and Scott call out, "Honey, I'm home."

Normally, I didn't usually let Scott see me masturbating. It seemed like a private thing I did for myself, but I wanted to cum now and thought, fuck it. "I'm in the bedroom," I called out, a little breathlessly.

He walked through the bedroom door carrying four plain brown boxes of varying sizes. I was still screwing myself, oblivious too much more than that.

"Stop, now!" Scott ordered.

"What?"

"Stop masturbating now," he said.

"I'm so close," I moaned.

"If you're going to be my slave, you might as well grow accustomed to me owning your pleasure. Stop fucking yourself now!"

He wasn't my owner yet, or maybe never, so I thought of ignoring him and finishing myself off, but I sighed and turned it off, pulling it from my sodden pussy and closing my legs so Scott couldn't look up my wet vagina.

"Leave your legs spread and lick your juices off your vibrator. Clean it off, you dirty girl."

Oooh, I started tingling again. I slowly spread my legs, opening myself to him. I brought the vibrator to my mouth and started sucking it off. It wasn't the first time I'd tasted my pussy. I'd licked my fingers clean a few times before after using my fingers to masturbate, but it was the first time I'd licked one of my vibrators. It was covered in my juices. He watched me lick it clean, standing there at the foot of the bed.

"Put it back in the drawer," he ordered, and I obeyed. "Now, resume your position on the bed. Better yet, grab the headboard and don't let go. I don't wanted you tempted to use your fingers to finish what your vibrator started."

"What are you going to be doing?" I asked.

"Taking a shower. I want you to remain like this until I'm done. Acknowledge."

"I'll remain like this until you've finished your shower."

"Good."

He put his boxes in the closet and started stripping off his clothes. His cock was hard and looked as if it had been so for awhile, looking angry and red. I wondered what he'd been doing at Mistress Dark's. I was sure he'd tell me. His clothes went into the hamper and he walked into our bathroom whistling some unrecognized tune. I heard the shower go on and I lay there waiting for him, my legs spread wide and my hands gripping the headboard, a wrought iron arabesque design. My pussy was leaking down the crack of my bottom. I was so aroused right now.

After about ten minutes, the shower ended and shortly thereafter, I heard Scott brushing his teeth. When he returned to the bedroom, his cock was still hard. If anything, it looked harder than before, jutting up at an acute angle from the curly haired stem and dangling sack. Fuck, I wanted him in me so bad right now.

"Don't move," he ordered forcefully, "and don't speak.

I nodded. Scott got on the bed between my legs and started kissing his way up my right leg. I was practically twitching the closer he got to my core, but before his lips touched a single hair on my pussy, he stopped. I arched my hips, silently begging him to touch me, but he ignored me, going to my left leg and starting the whole ascending, lingering, kissing thing up that one. I was ready to scream when he stopped again, just short of my goal. Shit! I needed to cum so bad.

"You're very wet," he said. Of course I was wet. He'd stopped me just before an orgasm and was tormenting me now. I could feel my fluids leaking down to my anus.

"Please..."

"Shhh." He put a finger to my lips. "No speaking." I whimpered.

I arched my back again, begging with my body if I couldn't beg for real. His mouth was so close to my pussy, I could feel his warm breath on my folds, blowing warmly through my pubic hair. My clitoris felt enlarged and was peaking out from its hood. Scott was tormenting me, in the best possible way. His tongue flicked out briefly, probing my sheath. I whimpered again.

"Tasty," he whispered, smacking his lips.

What in the hell had he learned from Mistress Dark. He'd never been like this before. Usually he dived right in and brought me off quickly; not this exquisite torture. I felt his finger lightly stroke my perineum, smearing my fluids around and I gasped. A finger circled the the crinkled sphincter of my anus and I was reminded of what he intended to do with it if I became his slave. His tongue extended again, a momentary circling of my leaking hole, gathering more of my flowing juices, then done, and I could feel my pussy quivering, wanting to be filled. Who was this devilish stranger playing with me. Another soft caress of breath followed by the lightest kiss on my parted slit, blood engorged and needy. I whimpered again, bucking my hips up to capture his lips. He artfully dodged my attempt, limited by my widely spread legs.

"Uh, uh, uh," he whispered, his voice hoarse with the same desire I felt. If he didn't touch me soon, I was going to scream. "You're not to cum unless you have my permission."

He looked up at me as I nodded energetically, hoping that would be soon. His tongue slithered up my slit, gathering yet more of my fluids on his tongue, savoring the taste of me. Yet gone too quickly and not touching my clit, which must be waving at him like a beacon, it felt so hard. One finger penetrated my pussy to its full length, then out again and he put it on my lips, waiting for me to lick it clean. I tasted myself again, tart and sweet at the same time. I whimpered again, barely able to contain myself from howling. Two fingers the next time, as his tongue danced up my folds. I flinched, it was so intense. He fed me his fingers again and the liquid was dripping off onto my tongue before I circled them with my lips.

"Don't speak and don't cum until I tell you to," he reminded me. How would I ask for permission if he wouldn't let me beg?

His two middle fingers slid in me again and he rubbed gently on the roof of my pussy, finding my g-spot. Fuck, I moaned. I couldn't help it. I started fucking up against his fingers, knowing I would cum soon, and hoping he knew I'd have no choice. My moaning was almost a constant droning sound, and I rolled my hips to meet his fingers. I was on the precipice and dangled there, struggling to hold back, to keep from falling off the ledge. He recognized my desperation and said, "Cum!" as he finally tongued my clit.

Talk about pussy melting. I sighed deeply as my pussy contracted around his fingers, throbbing with my release. He didn't stop fingering me or tonguing me, keeping my orgasm going for over three minutes. I wanted to clutch his head to my leaking cunt and squeeze my legs together but remembered his orders to keep my legs apart and hands gripping the headboard. I couldn't stop moaning as wave after wave of pleasure radiated from my pussy through the rest of my body.

"You may speak now," Scott said.

"Did Mistress Dark teach you that?" I asked.

Scott laughed. "No, but I was offered use of her slaves, mouth or pussy. She could see how excited I was."

"Did you take it?"

"I was still hard when I got home. I'm still hard now. What do you think?"

"I don't know what to think. You've never done anything like that before. Where did you learn?"

"Mount me," he said, "and I'll tell you. I need to cum too."

"Can I release the headboard now?"

"Can you mount me without doing so?"

I considered a moment. "I'll need to readjust my grip, but I can continue holding on."

"Then do so."

He lay on his back and if anything, his cock was even harder now. He wasn't kidding when he said he needed to cum. The head looked purple and his heartbeat was making his prick twitch back and forth, up and down. I climbed over him and didn't even need to aim the head at my entrance. Everything was so wet, he slid right in. It was divine to finally have my pussy filled with his thick stalk. I grabbed the headboard again and my breast dangled over his mouth, a fact he called attention to when he suckled a puckered nipple.

"Don't move," he said. "I want to savor this."

So I sat on his cock feeling it twitch and throb in my still quivering pussy.

"I figured if I was going to be your owner, I should learn to make you beg to cum. In order to be better at making that happen, I read a couple how-to articles written by lesbians. Who better to teach licking pussy than someone who not only had one, but practiced on one all the time. Seems as if they were good teachers."

"I'll say. So what did you learn at Mistress Dark's tonight?"

"I learned a few good tips you'll experience if you decide to become a sex slave. How to turn you into the perfect hot slut. Plus I bought a few things."

"Is that what was in the boxes you brought home?"

"Yes."

"Can I see them?"

"Not unless I own you."

Devil. He knew my curiosity would be burning now. "What did you do? You were gone for over two hours?"

"One of her slaves, going by the name, Slut, met me at the door naked, and led me back to her...what, dungeon, play room, whatever. Slut had welts on her bottom from a cane. Mistress Dark was beside another slave, Rose, a really lovely woman, who was hanging spread eagled from big eyebolts in the ceiling. Mistress Dark was tugging on her nipples before putting alligator clips on them."

"The ones with the teeth?" I asked.

"Yes." I shivered and my pussy clamped down on his cock. "She recommended several items which every slave owner should have and she demonstrated them on Slut."

"Was Slut pretty?"

"She was a little on the plump side, but curvy and she looked delicious naked. Mistress Dark showed me a St. Andrews cross and a pillory, Slut showing them off. It was when Slut was in the pillory with her head at cock level, Mistress Dark offered her mouth to me."

"Why didn't you take advantage of the offer?"

"I consider it to be infidelity."

"You're considering letting me have sex with others. What's the difference?"

"Control. If you have sex with someone, it will be because I've placed you in the position. You're not placing me in a position where I have to choose. I would be choosing. Seems like infidelity to me."

"I appreciate it, but I'm not sure I get the distinction," I said, starting to move, wanting to feel him moving inside me.

"I get the distinction and it's important to me," he said, "and stop moving. I'll cum too quickly."

"So, cum, get hard and cum again."

"Will you suck me to get me hard again?"

There it was again, the choice I was hoping to avoid; to somehow have to lick and swallow male cum. I wasn't wild about it, but he'd given me a wonderful orgasm and I suppose I should get used to it if I wanted to wear clothing for three weeks.

"I can't promise anything, but I'll do my best," I replied.

"Okay, I'll accept that answer. Lift up about four inches and let me do the work. This is my turn to cum."

I did as he requested and raised up slightly, and he started sliding back and forth in my sheath while nibbling and kissing my breasts. It felt lovely. I was still so close myself, I knew I'd climax within minutes, especially while he teased my top half lady parts. Fortune smiled on me and I orgasmed just before I felt him swell and shoot what felt like a pint of cum up my pussy. I wanted to sit back on him and wallow in my pleasure, but he made me stay up while he rode his own, trying to maintain his erection for me. He wasn't totally successful; starting to shrink some, but he managed to remain somewhat hard. Still, I'd have to help him get hard again.

I climbed out of the saddle and eyed his cock, semi-limp and covered in our combined cum. Before taking him in my mouth, I said, "Finish telling me what happened at Mistress Dark's."

He waited until my mouth was over him and gently suckling his cock. My God, our cream was so thick, mine almost as much as his. I wanted to gag, but managed to avoid the appearance of retching on his cock.

"I'm impressed," he said. "I almost couldn't tell how much you hate that."

I lifted up and smiled at him, my lips coated, and said, "So distract me and maybe I'll forget what I'm doing."

Scott laughed. I loved to hear him laugh. It was so solid, so genuine, so loving. I went back to my task.

"Let's see. Before Slut was placed in the pillory, Mistress Dark whipped her, showing me what could be done with a slave and a whip. She whipped Slut's front while she was bound back first to the St. Andrew's cross. From her breasts to her sex. Slut climaxed while she did it." I could feel my own sex start to tighten again, listening. "After she demonstrated, she brought me to Rose and told me to whip her, while she monitored. Rose is a lovely girl, reminding me of you. I started with her butt, getting it a nice shade of red, then doing her back and thighs."