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"Leave my lap now" she instructs me. "Kneel at my feet." So I do so. "Another part of the ritual is to thank me for the punishment afterwards."

Clearing my throat I do so, blushing a little.

"Mistress Green. Thank you for punishing me. Mistress Green."

She informs me that again I lack a certain imagination in the prolific and humble praise I should offer her and continues,

"And also Dick you forgot to thank me for the ruler strokes. Bend over and touch your toes." I quickly adopt the position, and as expected, she again smack my sore ass with the ruler.

I tell her,

"Mistress Green. Thank you for the ruler spanking Mistress Green." I cannot think of anything else to say. Luckily she does not seem to want to pursue the matter.

Then Mistress Green dismisses us for the evening bidding us attend her the following day in 'room 12'.

***

There are many many rooms in this large mansion, but I had Mistress Benny to show me the way to room 12 after she brought me a small and simple breakfast. I had already showered and was ready for a new day as a slave to Mistress Green, and I had put on the same simple white briefs that I had been wearing the previous day.

Room 12 turned out to be an enormous bathroom. The floors were white stone, and the walls and ceiling were white too. There were several cabinets on the walls, several large wall length mirrors, two large bathtubs and a white porcelain toilet. A long counter top, also of white stone contained a large sink. The whole room lit with subtle hidden lighting. I expected that we were going to help Mistress Green bath and get ready, and I was looking forward to finally seeing my Mistress naked, however, when she arrived she was already dressed in her ubiquitous tailored suit.

She walked up very close to where I kneeled on the floor and commanded me to rise. She then looked me up and down and told me that today was a good day for me to dress in my proper uniform. I did not know what to make of this and nodded, but then seeing her begin to frown quickly agreed

"Mistress Green, yes Mistress Green."

She smiled and I knew I was correct in my behaviour. I was going to have to suppress the urge to simply nod, and remember to exclaim my agreement the way she liked me to.

She then noticed that while she had been expounding her instructions, the previous thought of seeing her naked, plus the provocation of having her stand so close was beginning to arouse my cock. I became aware of this at much the same time as she did, and I immediately wondered if this was one of those appropriate or inappropriate times. Luckily she solved the problem for me by pushing her hand down my briefs and pulling my cock free.

"Oh yes" she said, "this is the perfect time for an erection!" and with that began to play with my cock, stroking it and squeezing it slightly.

I smiled a lot, this was my idea of being a sex slave, and enjoyed the feeling as she pulled on my sex.

While Mistress Green and I were doing this, Mistress Benny had filled the washbasin with hot water, and started laying out a selection of razors, electric and blade razors. Mistress Green stopped playing with my penis, and walked over to the selection. I was a little puzzled, I had already shaved, and the women’s legs, both Mistress Green and Mistress Benny looked smooth enough to me. Mistress Green then started to explain their purpose.

"Dick, your dick is your tool and I don't care to have it surrounded by the disgusting thatch of your pubes. I also find that your buttocks are less than pleasant with the amount of hair they have, and your legs are frankly revolting with their thick hair. I like my slaves to be as shiny as a newborn babies bum. And that is what you are going to do while I select an appropriate uniform for you. I will be back in 1/2 an hour; in that time you are to remove every single hair from your waist down. Do you understand?"

I swallowed dryly, the thoughts of naked female bodies quickly evaporating as I contemplated this embarrassing task.

"Mistress Green. Yes, I do ... Mistress Green" I slightly hesitantly relied.

"Good Dick," she tells me and leaves with Mistress Benny as I look at the array of hair removing apparatus.

I started with the electric razor on my legs and this did not bother me much. It was a little bit strange to be shaving my legs but I actually thought they looked pretty good. I started to become uncomfortable as I approached my crotch. The idea of shaving away my pubic hair was more unsettling. I could not see how it made any difference and the idea of having no hair there seemed strange. Reluctantly I decided that it would be best to do as Mistress required, since it seemed minor in comparison to being returned to incarceration. The electric razor felt rather kinky as it shaved away the hairs, and the buzzing and humming started to turn me on. So this is what a vibrator feels like I thought, and spent a little time stroking my erection. I realised my time was running out and had a few tortuous minutes trying to shave my ass. Again it felt strange having to shave my ass, but at least it matched the rest of my hairless state. Looking in one of the mirrors it was strange to see my cock naked of hair.

The thirty minutes were up when Mistress Green and Mistress Benny returned with a collection of black leather I could not see properly. Mistress Green walked over to me and hissed,

"When you are not commanded to stand you must immediately kneel you dumb Dick"

I quickly fell to the floor.

"Well" she said, "lets have a look at you ... Benny is going to check you out with a pair of tweezers to see how good a job you did. Hopefully she will not find more than 10 hairs below you waist!"

Mistress Benny ordered me

"Stand up, and put your hands on your head" and I did, as she bent over and started looking at my calves. Almost immediately her fingers reached out and using tweezers plucked a hair from my legs. It was painful but over very quickly like a needle jab, I did not even have time to exclaim.

"One Mistress" she told Mistress Green. With horror I realised that the hair she had pulled out, was one that I had shaven with the electric razor, but obviously there was a little stubble left.

"Mistress Green," I immediately responded, "she pulled one that was already shaved Mistress Green" I pleaded.

"Shut up, you stupid Dick." Mistress Green sounded harsh and unyielding. "You had plenty of time to remove the tiniest stubble."

Mistress Benny proceeded to pluck four more hairs from around my legs. The one she tweezered from my inner thigh hurt the most, but then she said,

"Bend over and touch your toes Dick." As I obeyed I knew what was coming, as I felt her tweezers reach into my ass crack and grasp a hair there. This time however, she did not quickly pull the hair out, but ever so slowly increased the tension. It was beginning to hurt a lot.

"Mistress Benny. Please stop please, its hurting me a lot Mistress Benny" I complain. Mistress Green interjects,

"Dick you are allowed to beg and plead all you like when you are in pain, but please don't expect Benny to stop performing anything I ask of her."

Mistress Benny continued to pull further hairs from my ass, as slowly as she could as I felt the hurt more and more. All the time I was begging her to stop, or to pull them quickly. This seemed to make her even more sadistic, and she obviously tried to make the pulling as slow as she possibly could. After eight hairs, her tweezers shifted a little lower and I could feel that she had grasped a piece of stubble on my ball sack. This prompted me to a higher level of begging for mercy.

"Mistress Green, please not there, I am hurting so much, please stop Mistress, I'll shave really closely next time Mistress. Please please Mistress Green” But my words fell on deaf ears, as Mistress Benny remorselessly tweezered the remainder of the 10 hairs from my scrotum.

After she had announced that she had taken the 10 hairs, Mistress Green regarded me impassively. Then she told me,

"Not a very good performance Dick. I am disappointed ... that you could not perform even this simple task for me". I immediately understood what she was driving at, and blushing at the humiliation dropped to my knees and crawled towards her. In a small voice, I begged her,

"Mistress Green, please forgive me, I did not do as you wanted me too because I was too embarrassed. Please spank me Mistress Green."

She was not impressed by my apology but granted my request.

"That was very poor too Dick, it sounded like an excuse! Next time think about what you are going to say before you open your foolish mouth. This time I will grant your wish Dick, go and bend over the toilet, with your head in the bowl. It will help remind you of your position. The next time I find you are hairy, you will be properly punished."

I assumed the position she requested, and as I looked at the inside of the toilet bowl Mistress Green spanked my ass. It was as painful as the previous time and I felt deep shame that I was being spanked like a boy, with my naked genitals a further ignominy. I was beginning to wonder if I could continue to hold still as my ass became paradoxically painful and numb at the same time. When finally Mistress Green was happy I had been punished enough I remembered to thank her for the spanking,

"Mistress Green, thank you for correcting my mistake, I deserved your spanking Mistress Green,” this humble statement seemed to please her, but I felt even more humiliated by having to thank her for hurting me. Mistress Green’s final instruction on the matter was

"Enough of this for now, your disgusting body hair is boring me. Benny will wax you this afternoon. Now you are going to get dressed for me. Stand up, hands on your head."

As I stood there, Mistress Green collected some of the leather items she had chosen. I thought it was going to be some sort of leather shorts, but I was sadly mistaken. Mistress Benny started by fastening a black leather harness around my torso, the leather matching the leather collar I was wearing. The final loop of leather round my belly had numerous rings. I guessed that this was some sort of bondage costume but it did not seem too offensive. The next thing that Mistress Green demonstrated was much more humiliating.

"These" she told me "are fine black silk stockings. They will attach with suspenders to your halter. If you ladder them they will be replaced because I hate to see scruffy slaves, though of course you will be severely punished for damaging the old ones."

This was again humiliating as I carefully stepped into the hosiery as Mistress Benny held it and then pulled them up my legs and fastened them to the suspenders. It was very embarrassing to be dressed like some cheap porn star transvestite in the stockings. It made my naked cock seem even more ridiculous. Naturally Mistress Green had a pair of black high heels to accompany the stockings. They were small, unnecessarily high so it was difficult to balance and walk, and they immediately started hurting my feet.

Mistress Green was smiling as she admired me in the crazy costume I was wearing.

"But there is still something missing, " she tells me, and gives the last piece of black leather to Mistress Benny. It is strangely shaped, a 'Y' shape with various metals hooks and clips. I have no idea of its purpose, and having the frightening thought that is might be some sort of gag. The reality is even more bizarre and humiliating. Mistress Benny clips the two arms of the 'Y' to the back of the harness, and then pushes the stem between my legs. As she comes round to face me I see that there is a complicated series of clips that allow the stem to open like a pair of stocks. Mistress Benny looks up at me as I realise with horror where this is supposed to fit. She smiles as she fastens either side of this mechanism around my prick and balls so that it clenches them tightly at their base. With a final clip, the combined stem is fastened to the front of the harness.

"Now then Dick, " Mistress Green tells me, "lets see you parade around in your new uniform." I am blushing deeply and feel very uncomfortable in this outfit. The shoes hurt and I find it hard to walk without stumbling. The stocking suspenders pull unfamiliarly at my thighs. The leather straps of the harness feel strange, and my shaved ass feels cold and exposed. Worst of all is the feeling of vulnerability of my cock and testicles as they are pulled away from my body to stick out in front.

"How does it feel Dick?" Mistress Green asks me. I honestly reply,

"Mistress Green, it is a bit uncomfortable Mistress Green." I tell her, not really thinking in my perturbed state.

"Oh we can't have that, kneel down" she says, and I suddenly realise I might not have been as tactful as I should. Sure enough, she comes up behind me, and rather than changing anything on the costume, she takes hold the collar she put around me neck and tightens it. I immediately feel very uncomfortable, it is not strangling me, but I can feel it pushing tightly against my throat making me want to swallow repeatedly.

"Now stand up! Maybe that'll help take your mind of it?" she asks, looking at me expecting a reply. I am swallowing fast but manage to choke out an intelligible reply

"Mistress Green, yes thank you, Mistress Green."

Unfortunately she does not make any move to release the collar and I understand that I am going to have to endure the feeling of suffocation until she relents.

Mistress Green then comes up behind me, and reaching round grabs hold of my cock. After the pain and discomfort of the uniform, it has become quite flaccid, and she cups it in her hand and starts to stroke it and pull it.

"This uniform is perfect for my slaves you see,” She begins. Her voice is low and seductive and she breathes a little in my ear as she continues. All the while she is pulling and stroking my cock with one hand, which starts to react without any conscious thought on my part. Her other hand also begins to run over my body, feeling my back and chest and arms. "Your dick is perfectly displayed ... Dick. But you've got to be careful if you ever need to sit Dick, it is not designed for you to sit, it is much better to kneel. The harness is very useful for attaching various toys if I want to use them on you. You are uncomfortable with the stockings and high heels, but I think they perfectly suit a man as much as any woman. They produce a very fetching enticing picture as you look up the silk clad legs, the white of the thigh between the stocking tops, and there, perfectly framed your dick. And the high heels also help sway your cute little bottom as you walk along." With this she starts rubbing my ass cheeks.

My cock is already fully erect, and I find that I am beginning to breathe deeply, as I experience her wonderful hand fuck.

"The straps at the back neatly allow access to your ass hole and balls from behind." I am too caught up in the pleasure of the moment to think on the implied threat she had just made, later this was going to seem the most frightening possibility. "You see you are already enjoying the access this allows." She starts to pull my cock harder. Mistress Benny has come closer, smiling and with wet lips. The subtle suggestion is fantastic as I mentally see her lips closing round my cock. "But please remember always Dick that you are mine to control" Mistress Green tells me. "Do you understand this Dick?" she asks.

"Mistress Green, oh yes Mistress Green" I pant out.

She laughs,

"Very good Dick, extremely good. But that includes your orgasm too, you know. Do you want to come Dick?" she asks.

"Mistress Green, oh yes I do Mistress Green I do I do I do."

"Careful Dick, don't break the rules. Make me really believe you, beg for release Dick tell me how much you want to come, how much you enjoy the costume. Praise me."

"Mistress Green." I cry. "Please let me come. I beg you please let me come, I can feel it building up inside me. Please let me come. This is a great costume; it allows you to use me as you want to, to play with my dick like this. Oh please let me come Mistress Green, you are a wonderful Mistress, a fantastic Mistress. You control me fully; I'll do anything for you. Please let me come Mistress Green."

Mistress Green continues for several more seconds and then stops.

"On the floor, kneeling, right now Dick" she literally screams at me. After a second of hesitation I kneel before her confused, humiliated and angry. What did she want me to do; she was the one fooling around. She continues to scream in my face,

"You are mine. Never forget it. I control this pathetic tool you have. You are not allowed to come until you have proven to me you are fully accepting of your place. I play with Dick whenever and however I choose." With that she aims a kick straight at my erect cock and balls. The way they are displayed and my cock still standing expecting release make it easy for her to land the blow. Agony bursts through my body and I roll on the floor hands clutching my sack. "I have had enough of you for today. Benny will properly prepare you this afternoon and hopefully tomorrow you'll attend me better."

***

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 20 years ago
I found this story quite engaging.

Well written and very inticing. I really loved it. Can't wait for Part II!

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