Five

Acadia reached for the honey container on the counter next to the oil and salt, the plastic bottle shaped like a cute bear. With one hand still under the skirt, she flipped the cap and drizzled a stream of honey over Gamma's breasts.

"No, please Acadia..." Gamma looked really annoyed now, feeling the sticky honey on her skin. Her reaction was exactly what Acadia expected, and was another lesson for her female sub.

"Clean up in aisle Gamma needed here Five. Some more work for you, be slow and think about her, not just yourself."

David crossed the kitchen, awkward in his heels, and leaned down, not looking at the anger in Gamma's face. His lips kissed the upper slope of one breast, then licked and followed the trail of sticky honey. He could smell the flowery aroma of it, mixed with the soft skin, as he licked lower and sucked gently on the nipple, feeling the click of the ring against his teeth. He tried to not tug on the chain, as his tongue lapped up the honey, but he could feel her wince as he inadvertently touched it. His cock had hardened in its shell, but he didn't care. He had lusted after Gamma's breasts, and now they were a sweet treat for his tongue.

Acadia has moved to the side, watching closely, knowing that Gamma would be aroused and disgusted at the same time.

"Slower, Five, lick that drop off the tip of the left nipple, do the cleavage too, not just her cute tits. Massage her with your mouth and tongue, make this a gift you are giving her, and a performance for me, not just a feeding frenzy. No rush here."

His penis was painfully jammed in the plastic shell now, but he tried to slow his tongue and focus on the honey taste and the feeling of her soft skin under his lips. Gamma stood silently, arching her back to lift her chest to his face. She tried to resist the pleasure, but her surrender of control and his soft lips and tongue made that impossible. She was horrified that her pussy was sopping wet.

"Nicely done, Five, but now you need to feel the same thing." Acadia tugged his t-shirt over his head, then laughed as his bra and belly were exposed. She removed Gamma's open shirt, leaving her topless in a skirt. She still held the plastic honey bear, and squeezed out a stream across David's chest, so that it flowed slowly down into the stretchy bra fabric.

"Gamma, your turn. Be sensuous, not angry."

Despite the admonition, she couldn't help feeling angry and annoyed. She used her teeth to tug the bra up and then to roughly scrape and suck his nipples as she licked the sweet sticky honey off his chest hair. David's cock was now painfully swelling in his cage as Acadia's orchestrated movement resonated with his submissive core.

"One of our projects will be to enhance those nipples, Five, so you'll have more to offer others. The suction cups, applied every day, will make them longer and more sensitive, and later you'll have matching rings. Every day you'll get better and better, or at least more amusing to me."

Gamma finished her work and stepped back. Both of them were sticky with honey now, and he couldn't help appreciating her exposed breasts, even though she outwardly displayed annoyance. He realized the act of giving was important, and that Acadia's training wasn't just a hollow exercise in personal humiliation.

"OK, out of the kitchen now, scoot. Gamma, take Five to the library, for some practice."

The younger woman crossed her arms over her bare chest, and he followed her, trying to keep up in his heels. He had never felt so controlled before ... not like this. He thought about his former dull life counting out the days until his retirement. This was better. Much better.

* * *

The library was more of a small living room, with tall windows looking out on the sunlit lawn, with no curtains. The two of them stood there, waiting for Acadia, Gamma, a younger attractive woman, topless and David, older and paunchy, wearing women's undergarments and heels. They couldn't have been a more unlikely mismatched pair.

Acadia was amused by the contrast.

"So, Five, let's review. You've been mine for two hours, and we've checked off a lot of items from your survey: display, masturbation, domestic chores, food play, and I added the CB 2000, although forced chastity wasn't on your list. Plus the humiliation of being dressed as a slut. Now you need some practical training in being a better giver. Gamma, sit over there on the low leather ottoman."

Gamma sat on the leather cushion, pouting. She never resisted Acadia's directions but wasn't used to her being controlled and humiliated in front of someone else, especially when that someone else was David.

"You know better than that G, never sit ON your skirt."

The young sub looked annoyed and stood again to lift her skirt to her waist, exposing her thong, then sat again so that her bare skin was on the leather. It was one more reminder of her constant accessibility.

"Five, you are going to give Gamma the best oral service ever, that's your goal. Kneel between her legs, just use your mouth and tongue, and think hard about what she's feeling. Gamma will give you a running commentary and tell us if you're succeeding. If you do a good job, we might let you cum again tomorrow. If not, I will find something to punish you. Go."

David crossed the room to kneel on the oriental rug in front of her, then lifted her skirt to her hips and used his hands to spread her legs. Gamma was wearing a magenta thong, which he slid down and off. She wasn't resisting but she just seemed resigned to Acadia's ideas.

He thought back a bit to the strangeness of this situation. Although Gamma had more experience in Acadia's group of subs, they only knew each other by their sub names. He had been more exposed and more humiliated in front of her than any lover he had had, and now she was totally exposed to him in this intimate way, while he still knew nothing about her. Acadia had arranged a reversal of real life once they gave her control.

David had a great deal of experience with this kind of giving. Steph loved to have her pussy eaten, and David enjoyed seeing the pleasure it gave her. He spent countless hours between her legs, licking both her pussy and ass, and also using his fingers, mostly for anal penetration. Acadia's order excited him, and he tried to ignore the unrelenting pain of the cock cage. Outside of Acadia's world, Gamma would have never taken him as a lover, yet here he was, about to defile her dripping wet pussy.

With his face only inches away, he softly licked and stroked her hips and thighs and studied her open cunt. He breathed on her wetness as he used one finger to lightly trace her lips. He touched the pearl of her clit, and she shuddered a little.

David lost track of time as he licked and tasted her flavor and tried to memorize her contours and her musky scent. His hands held her thighs lightly and his head bobbed, trying not to be too hard or too fast, tasting and savoring and not thrusting his tongue inside her.

After accepting him silently, she began to comment -- "softer, not there, go back, lick faster, no, yesss, stop that, ahhh, uhhh, harder." His tongue was tiring and he was surprised when she started shaking and came. He had to hold her down to keep her from rolling on her side, and continued the tongue lashing, tasting more of her juices, and making her cum again. He slowed down, then went back to work, breathing to cool her skin and fluttering his tongue. He had tasted women before, but never so long and with so much attention.

"No, stop, too much now." Gamma lifted her leg and pushed him away and pulled her skirt down. He saw her nipples were hard and her chest was flushed.

"Down, boy." Acadia was laughing at him now, still kneeling in his panties and heels with his face coated in Gamma's juices. "Looks like you may have some uses after all, or at least some skills I can add to your sub profile. Best of all, you just spent 30 minutes without thinking about sticking your cock in something. Stand up, time to mark you now as a keeper."

He stood by the fireplace, his eyes on the half-naked Gamma, as Acadia brought a stencil and applied it to the bare skin of his right buttock -- a circle enclosing a "5".

"This is henna, Five, like Gamma's mark; it will last for 8 weeks. Some subs cry when it starts to fade."

Acadia led him away. "Gamma, honey, go to my bedroom while I put Five away."

The younger woman smirked at him in a superior way as he stumbled in his heels. Acadia went down the back hall and pushed him into the small half bathroom next to the kitchen. In it was a lumpy dog bed, a toilet with the seat missing, a sink, and a metal ring towel holder, but without a towel.

"Five, you'll spend the night thinking about what you are to me now. Shoes off, panties off, sit and pee. You'll keep the CB cock cage on, you can pee through it."

She watched, as he endured another new embarrassment, sitting on the freezing cold porcelain rim and relieving himself into his cock cage, the warm piss filling the plastic chamber, then dribbling out the small holes into the toilet bowl. He felt helpless, and his growing dependence on Acadia made it strangely comforting to him.

Satisfied that David had finished, Acadia looped a light beaded chain through a fitting on his cage and over to the ring on the wall. He saw it was only a thin chain, the kind he could snap easily.

"The door isn't locked, your clothing is in the back hallway; if you are still here in the morning there are a few days of training ahead to explore the kind of submissive slut you really are. Gamma has to leave tomorrow, but we'll have some other help. Welcome to your new world Five."

After she left, he glanced out small high window, seeing a crescent moon, and tried to get comfortable on the lumpy dog bed without breaking the chain attached to his cock cage. He couldn't touch himself, so he stroked his own nipple and tried to imagine touching himself, then remembering the lessons of the day, as a giver, and contented himself with dreaming of Gamma, and the pleasure of licking her breasts ... and of Acadia ... and being given permission to touch her long slender body and the treasures that lay within.

His mind wandered back to Four, and his warning. He was right in everything he said. He would be used. Humiliated. All to please a woman he wasn't allowed to touch. He told himself he would gladly do all of this again as he dozed off on the dog bed.

***

Acadia

The bright sunlight woke her, disturbing a pleasant dream. Gamma was still sleeping at the end of the bed, her head snuggled against Acadia's feet.

Gamma was a "glass is half empty" kind of gal, and Acadia's challenge was to channel that negative energy in a positive direction. Even though she was a royal pain in the ass most of the time, the training had yielded a submissive who was thoughtful, and even considerate at times. There had been a bit of a regression with Jade's departure, followed immediately by David's arrival, and Gamma's normally sour disposition came floating to the surface.

When Gamma was invited to Acadia's bedroom the previous night, Gamma thought she was being rewarded, and would be of service to her. She was wrong. Acadia dressed in a sheer nightgown and had Gamma strip naked and sit on the end of the bed.

"Watch me," Acadia told her. Acadia was sitting up at the head of the bed. She drew her knees up and gathered the nightgown around her waist. Gamma could see Acadia's bushy pubic patch, already beaded with wetness.

"Now if you were a good girl," she told her submissive, "right now your tongue would be here."

Acadia took her middle finger and dipped it into her honeypot, coating it with her slippery essence.

She held the finger out in front of her. "Now come closer and smell."

Gamma edged closer, putting her nose next to the fragrant digit, inhaling the familiar musky odor and wanting her.

Acadia took the finger away. "Since you decided to revert to your bitchy self, I'm going to play with myself and you're going to watch, and wish it was you between my legs. I guess I'll have to settle for second best so that you learn your lesson."

Gamma tried not to pout, but wasn't successful.

"Are you going to be a good girl in the future, Gamma?"

"Yes Acadia. I'll be a good girl." Gamma made the promise without hesitation, but making good on it was another matter. Jealousy was a powerful emotion, and Gamma couldn't help but be jealous of the attention David was diverting away from her.

Gamma watched as Acadia closed her eyes and started masturbating, letting her fingers flit between her pussy and her clit, all the while giving a running commentary on what Gamma was missing.

"Oh Gamma, I'm thinking about you ... about your tongue, how it pushes between the lips of my pussy, lapping at it, sucking ... ohhh ... yes ... sucking on my clit ... lashing it with your tongue. It feels so good G ... so good ... and now you've pushed your finger inside me ... you're filling me up ... oh God ... I'm cumming ... cumming so hard ..."

Acadia's hips lifted off the bed as her fingers churned in her pussy, generating a froth as her body was racked with an orgasm, made better by knowing Gamma was watching and listening.

As she came to Earth, she admonished her sub one last time.

"Remember Gamma ... remember this lesson."

Gamma was made to stay on top of the bedspread, and not under the covers like she usually did, frustrated that she displeased Acadia and missed out on eating her pussy. It was a lesson learned and not soon forgotten.

* * *

Acadia was in that hazy half-awake state as she reflected on the new order caused by David's arrival. Even though he was compliant to a fault, his mere presence, and the absence of Beta (whose given name was Jade), upset a careful balance between Acadia and her trainees.

Gamma was punished the previous evening, something that hadn't happened in over a year. Acadia hadn't anticipated Gamma's strong reaction, and knowing that she might not have rashly offered David a position without a more thorough vetting.

David wasn't like the others. The others she'd trained. Most had craved the rigors of the discipline she instilled, and some the pain, but he was the first to crave humiliation ... to seek it out and bring it upon himself. David was an odd one, but that made it part of the challenge for her. To take him, and mold his desires into the submissive she saw from the moment she spotted him in the bar.

He replaced Jade, a younger woman whose parting was made difficult by Jade's reluctance to sever her "relationship" with Acadia. David had witnessed the final chapter that night in the hotel's bar, the night that Acadia and Jade parted company for good. Jade had tearfully asked Acadia to stay on, unable to see her future without Acadia, with Acadia once again telling her that they had agreed at the beginning when her training was done that Jade would move on. Acadia had always had difficulty sustaining a long-term relationship, of any sort, so she always fashioned herself as a trainer, not a Mistress.

She recalled with fondness her chance meeting with Jade, at a yoga studio they both frequented. They struck a casual friendship, but Acadia's radar soon went off, and beneath Jade's youthful good looks and polite manners lay an untapped reservoir of submission. Acadia's drew out and nurtured those submissive tendencies, and it was one of the few times that she allowed herself the luxury of having sex with one of her subs as true lovers. She forced herself to adhere to her vow to stop when the training was completed, knowing that to do otherwise would bring about an even more unpleasant end.

Her thoughts turned back to David. Gamma turned out to be a strong foil to him ... her willfulness and sullen demeanor forcing him to learn patience as well as the art of giving. He seems to be a bottomless pit when it came to his submissive tendencies and his desire to be humiliated. He brought out the best, or perhaps the worst, in Gamma's spiteful nature.

Acadia laughed to herself at the sudden turn of events over the past few days. Jade's training was drawing to a close, and the tension between them reached a boiling point that night in the hotel bar. Jade had repeatedly asked for their relationship to continue after her training was completed. Those requests were a break in discipline that Acadia couldn't tolerate. Jade willingly accepted the punishment in the hopes of staying together, but Acadia was resolute, and in fact was deeply disappointed that Jade had regressed so late in her training.

Acadia wasn't really looking for another sub at the time she spotted David, having lived through a six month death spiral with Jade. She was hoping to take a break, and only gave Four's telephone number out on a whim, half hoping that he wouldn't call. But he did, and the opportunity to train David was too tempting to pass up. She liked his personality and loved his insatiable desire for humiliation. He was more than just a rebound, he was a true opportunity to train, and he was fun.

Her quiet time in bed was over. She woke Gamma and dispatched her to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She took a leisurely shower and then dressed. When she went down the stairs to go to breakfast, she had almost forgotten she had banished her new male submissive to the dog bed in the small bathroom room next to the kitchen. She opened the door and peeked inside, to see he was still sound asleep, his flimsy female garments still covering his flabby body. He was quite a sight, a middle age man in the throes of waking up wearing a woman's bra and panties. It looked like there was dog hair sticking to his legs.

He awoke when the door opened wide, sitting up, sore, on the musty dog bed. He saw that she was wearing a flowery summer dress and heeled sandals, smelling of lilacs. She had an amused look on her face, as he realized he was covered in dog hair, and attempted to brush it off him. She decided to heap on the humiliation.

"Ah, still here, Five? You missed your chance to run away. Today should be an interesting change, your first as an owned slut. I think it's hilarious that you gave in without even knowing who I am, in a borrowed house you'll never see again. On the other hand, I used the hidden app on your disposable phone to track you through the credit card you used. So, welcome to my stable of subs, David Elliott. I left a message at your office that you're taking a personal day Monday, so we won't be rushed. That plastic cock cage you're wearing is a state-of-the-art CB 2000, so you've made me the keeper of your voluntary celibacy, which will help you focus. It is sort of expensive, but I charged the $289.75 to your card. That includes the optional lock, see?"

His skin bristled when he heard his full name used. He had never given it. He realized she really did own him.

She showed him her necklace, with a tiny gold padlock and key on it, then dropped it back into her cleavage. His eyes followed her hands, and when she pulled down the top of her dress, exposing the top part of her breasts, his cock stirred in its cage, giving him another jolt to assure he was wide awake.

"We're having breakfast now, come join us. No need to dress up, just slip on your shoes." She took the light chain on his cage as a leash, while he slipped on the loose high heels, then led him naked down the hall. The kitchen was full of sunlight, with French doors to a terrace. He could smell the eggs and pancakes and warm croissants. Acadia glowed with the satisfaction of someone who just acquired a brand new toy.

Gamma was at the table, wearing a yellow sundress and looking warm and relaxed. She smiled to see him realize the table with blue and white china and summer flowers had only been set with two places. Acadia sat down in the only empty chair. David realized he'd have to find his place. Acadia watched with interest as her new sub tried to figure out where he should be. He thought the most logical place was to be on his hands and knees under the table. Acadia was pleased by his decision and put her slippered feet on his back.