Headmistress' Slut Ch. 07

The scent of my recent vanilla bath wafted through my nostrils as I fidgeted from side to side underneath the luxuriously padded satin duvet that sprawled over me. I pondered excitedly at the thought of what was to be required of me. Outside the sky had turned grey and a brisk autumn wind began to whine through the trees that surrounded the expanse house. I shivered and curled further into my satin envelope and lazily drifted back to sleep.

When I woke up it was dark outside and there were voices coming from downstairs. I turned to my left and saw Mistress standing in the doorway. She looked absolutely stunning and literally took my breath away. She wore a long black velvet dress that hugged her figure like a second skin. Her left leg crept through the long slit, exposing her ankle and all the way up to about an inch above her stocking top. On her feet she wore black shoes with a three-inch heel. The soft light from the hallway surrounded her semi-silhouetted body.

"Well Ms Leoni, are you ready?" She said sternly, causing me to sit up abruptly in the bed.

"Yes Mistress, I'm ready." I was a little uncertain as to what I was ready for, but by the sounds of raucous laughter and raised female voices coming from the ground floor of the house it was obviously my time to be brought into the 'limelight'.

Mistress prowled over to the bed and pulled out the large box that I hadn't seen since being in the car before my flogging on the iron gates. She placed the box on the bed and requested that I stand in front of her. I pulled away the soft covers and immediately felt the cool air whisper against my body. One by one Mistress took the small grey parcels from the larger box and laid them on the bed.

"You were a good girl not to peek at these when I sent them to you. I'm proud of you Ms Leoni. I, for one, would not have been able to keep my hands off them," she said, smiling. I stood in silence with only a hint of a smile, but inside I was jumping for joy at her words. I yearn to hear her approval and love it when she praises me.

She gave me one box and told me to open it. I nervously fiddled with the edging, being careful not to rip it to shreds. It was a simple box, but it was hers and I wanted to treasure it, like I would all the others when I was permitted to open them. I lifted the flap and inside two silver clamps were sitting on a pale blue bed of velvet.

"Pass me one young lady!" Mistress commanded. I shakily picked up the clamp and handed it over. Her thumb danced over my nipple and it became full and protruded obscenely from my breast. I gasped as the cold clamp grasped onto my engorged nipple. I closed my eyes and breathed the pain out. "Good girl, now the next one," she ordered in a low sexy voice. I handed her the second one and she repeated the action on my other nipple and soon both were numb and throbbed with a dull ache.

She handed me the next box and again I opened it with care. Inside was a thin silver chain and sitting on top of the curled chain was a large silver 'M'. On the middle point there was a circle with a hole in it. I picked the chain up and realised it was less than a foot long. Mistress took it and stretched it out in front of me. At each end, small fasteners delicately hung from the ends. The 'M' dangled proudly right in the centre of the chain. Mistress stepped forward and I then realised where the clips would be attached. On each of the nipple clamps, smaller M's were hanging, each had the circle with a hole on them too and within seconds Mistress had fastened the clips of the chain onto them.

The third box was next and inside was more chains and they had silver bulldog style clamps on the bottom. On the top of each chain the familiar looking clasp shone in the dim light. I then figured out that these clasps would attach to the 'M' in the middle of the chain that linked to the nipple clamps. Mistress took the chains and placed one on the bed as she got to her knees. Despite all what was going on the only thought in my mind was how the hell could she move in that tight dress.

She instructed me to spread my legs and I did without question. I felt her long finger run through my wet, engorged pussy lips and I whimpered as she teasingly caught my clit on her palm. "My little slut appears to be a little excited, doesn't she Ms Leoni?"

"Uhh, yes Mistress..." I gasped.

A second later I shrieked as she pulled my left pussy lip outward and captured it in the silver bulldog clip. I yelped again as she pinched the right lip and attached the clamp onto it. My labia felt like they were held tightly in a vice. Mistress got back on her feet and stretched the chains up and hooked them onto the large 'M' on the chain. Once the chains were connected my nipples were tugged downward and my full, red pussy lips were pulled upward and outward. I fidgeted, trying to adjust myself into a more comfortable position, but I found the more I moved the more it tugged and pulled. I winced at the pain until it numbed and hesitantly resumed into my normal pose.

Mistress walked behind me and pushed my head forward. I felt her hands caress the back of my neck and shoulders causing me to shudder. Her touch was soft and warm. Her hair brushed against me and I sensed her face was really close to me. Within a second her moist lips kissed the nape of my neck and along my smooth shoulders and then I felt something loosen, like something was falling away. I realised that my necklace, the symbol of her and me was slowly being lifted from my cleavage and edged higher to my collar bone and with a movement of her arm it was sliding off the back of my shoulders and finally into her palm.

I was confused. "Mistress... Why? What are...?" I questioned.

She grabbed my hair and soothingly whispered into my ear. "Sshh my little angel, don't worry, you can have it back later!" I breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the tear that precariously hung on the edge of my thick eyelashes. "There's one more box to open."

She handed me the box and I delicately fingered with the edging and slowly lifted the flap. I gasped and smiled. "Really? For me?" I excitedly asked.

"Yes, young lady. Its yours, on one condition." She paused and took a deep breath. "If there's a proposition for you tonight, I want you to take it, if you have any doubts that you can't go ahead with it, I want you to tell me now and tomorrow morning you go home...and..." Her head fell and I knew something was wrong.

"Go home and... what?" My heart was thumping in my chest, in rhythm with the thudding in my nipples and pussy lips.

She held my arms tightly, pressing her thumb into my upper arms. "Do you trust me my little angel?" Her eyes were looking deep into mine, searching for something, I didn't know what she was looking for but deeper they travelled into me, into every pore and nerve that I possessed.

Tears fell down my cheeks. "Yes, Mistress... I trust you, but what do I have to do and what happens if I turn the proposition down?" I choked back the tears as her palm held the side of my face and her fingers brushed the tears away.

"If you trust your Mistress, you will accept the proposition without knowing what it is and you will take your gift and wear it with pride tonight."

"And what about in the morning, what happens if I...?"

"You go home and what we have will become a memory. I'll ask you again Ms Leoni, do you trust me?" I looked into the box and its contents were beautiful, then I looked up into her glazed eyes and I knew she was hoping that I would say 'yes'. I smiled but the words failed. I was literally speechless. "Well Missy?" Her voice was uncertain now, wavering between not so confident and worrisome.

I nodded frantically and whispered out the affirmative. She took the box from my hands and placed it on the bed. She pulled me into her arms and pressed her velvet cocoon against me, crushing the clamps and chains into my skin. My body was a massive nerve ending, everything pulsing so erotically.

After a few minutes of mutual closeness she pulled away and gave me the box once more. I held it and she took out the collar. It was silver and encrusted with diamonds that beamed a myriad of colours. I followed the letters with my fingers and starting at the side of the neck, it simply spelt... 'i', a small gap, then 'belong', which sat on the back of the neck and on my right side, the word 'to' and right at the front a large diamond encrusted 'M' glistened.

She told me to lower my head and she clipped the collar together. There were four delicate rings hanging from it, front, back and the two sides. She then pulled out a silver chain and attached it to the ring at the front. The coldness of it made me shiver. Mistress took a moist tissue from the dressing table and wiped my eyes, clearing them from the recent tears.

"You ready?"

"Yes Mistress." I smiled, but full of nervous anticipation as to what I was about to agree to and also what awaited me downstairs.

She tugged on my leash and I walked in rhythm to her steps, down the corridor and descended the stairs and stepped into the reception area. I paused for a moment and the leash tugged a little harder. Mistress stopped and glanced over her shoulder. "Ms Leoni, I've waited a long time to show you off. Do not misbehave, do you understand?"

I lowered my eyes and spoke softly. "Yes Mistress."

As Mistress entered the doors to the large room the laughter and voices halted almost immediately. I followed close behind her as she parted the throng, spreading her guests to either side of her. My eyes quickly scoured the room and I noticed that all the guests were women and those dressed dominantly all had a younger woman standing or kneeling by their side. Some were clothed, some only partly, but only I was naked apart from my Mistress' adornments clinging to me, biting into me causing my nipples and pussy lips to burn an evil angry red.

Up until that point I had completely forgotten about my past meeting with Scarlet and Nicole and all of a sudden I came face to face with the pair of them. My face flushed a thousand shades of red as I recalled our previous liaison. Nicole put her hand out to Mistress. "Good evening Marie, what a lovely house you have!" Nicole smiled and sex simply oozed from the woman and power seemed to emanate from her with a single look.

"Ahh, Nicole, I am so pleased you could both make it." Mistress' eyes went from Nicole to Scarlet and she took her hand and trailed her fingers down the side of Scarlet's face. "You are so beautiful, my dear." Scarlet blushed at Mistress' words.

Nicole stared directly at me, her large eyes piercing through me. "And I see Ms Leoni recovered well from her ordeal at the café." It was my turn to blush this time, but not only was my face affected but my neck and breasts flushed with humiliation. Nicole giggled and held her champagne flute to her lips and delicately took a sip.

Mistress giggled at Nicole's comment and then continued to parade me through her guests, who every now and then traced their fingers over my body. I tingled at their touches, they were delicate and soft one minute and then harsh the next. Their blood red fingernails pressed into me and scraped down my arms, scratching my skin. Sometimes their hands would caress my bottom, or grab at it and then I would hear them chuckle and guffaw, only then realising that they could possibly see the pinkish lines of the school rulers fury from earlier on in the day!

Only once in a while did Mistress glance over her shoulder to see me getting clawed at by her friends. I noticed that as she exhibited me through the crowd, her smile grew broader and I sensed a feeling of pride that she enjoyed showing me off to her acquaintances and friends.

We made our way back through the door and the guests followed behind us, through the study and finally into the lavishly decorated large room. On each table there were platters with smoked salmon, lettuce and sliced lemons or limes. There were plates with vol-au-vents, sliced meats and various dips and sauces, alongside other delicious looking foods and salads. On the floor sat silver bowls of water in front of each table.

Mistress held her hand up and the gathering behind me stopped walking and waited for my Mistress to be seated. She graciously drifted to the tables at the far end, tugging my leash to follow her. On the edge of each table were the hooks that I had seen earlier and I guessed that these were meant to hang our leashes off of. Mistress draped mine delicately over the protruding hook and requested that I kneel by the bowl. Once I was settled, she moved around the tables and sat herself down. The guests then started to fill the empty seats and I noticed that Nicole was hastily walking towards the spare chair next to Mistress. I looked at Scarlet who was scantily dressed and she managed to pass me the sweetest of smiles as Nicole attached her a couple of feet away from me.

I could not keep my eyes from Scarlet and I was totally unaware of the tables around the room getting filled with Dommes and all their submissives sitting or kneeling obediently on the opposite side to the tables. The 'clink' of my Mistress tapping her glass quietened down the banter of the guests and while she welcomed them officially to her home, I gazed loosely and curiously at her friends, trying to figure out if I recognised any of them.

A few seconds after her short speech the Dommes all sat and ate. They talked and laughed as their submissives sat still or lapped water from the bowls near them. Occasionally a Mistress would feed her slave with a scrap of food. The food was soon disappearing from the silver platters and more champagne and other drinks were brought in. Mistress signalled to one of the hired help who opened up the double doors to the left of me that opened up into the dungeon.

My eyes grew wide as the cage was wheeled in through the gap of the tables and positioned into the centre of the room. I looked over at Mistress with a worried look and she raised her eyebrows and glanced at Scarlet. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy when my Mistress looked at the stunning submissive. Scarlet was dressed in a black mini skirt, and a cropped white shirt that showed off the lower curve of her ample breasts. Nicole had dressed her provocatively, wanting her to be noticed. Nicole had Scarlet wear black patent high heels and they shaped her legs beautifully. I couldn't help but think that she was the sexiest submissive sitting in the room.

Mistress Nicole smiled at me and then turned to my Mistress. "I think Ms Leoni likes my slut." She then looked at me, her eyes penetrating right through me. "Isn't that right?" Her eyebrow rose slightly and she smiled wickedly followed by a giggle.

I flushed profusely and it radiated from my breasts upwards. I felt a sudden jerk at my neck, as my Mistress demanded my attention. "Well young lady, are you going to answer Mistress Nicole?" Both Nicole and Scarlet had their eyes on me, waiting for my answer. I glanced at Scarlet first who lowered her eyes to the floor. I then moved my gaze to Nicole who was beaming a purely delicious smile, her blood red lips parting to reveal a glistening row of perfect white teeth.

Mistress Nicole placed her hand on my Mistress' arm and spoke softly, but loud enough for me to hear. "My Scarlet can put on a great show, I would love to see your little slut get through it without begging!"

"Oh really, I did have something planned already... but what kind of show would she put on for my guests?"

At that point Mistress Nicole leant into my Mistress and whispered in her ear, which was followed by evil laughter from the conniving Dommes. The pair of them then stood and walked around to Scarlet and I. They both pulled on our leashes and tugged us to our feet. I winced in pain as my breasts jiggled and the attached clips all pushed and pulled together, pinching and clasping my tender, throbbing nubs. Scarlet looked at me and suddenly I saw her in a different light. She seemed confidant and exuded a dominant attitude. She had a glint in her eye that I hadn't noticed before and I realised she knew exactly what was going on and that I was merely a lamb going to the slaughter.

The cage door opened and Scarlet was the first to enter. Sensing my reluctance, Mistress pushed me in. She took two black silk scarves from the corner of the barred pen and handed them to Scarlet. Mistress smiled at me and closed the cage door. I hesitantly looked around the room and everyone's eyes were on us, even the submissives looked more relaxed, probably relieved that they were on the outside of the metal enclosure.

Scarlet grinned as she prowled towards me, pulling the long, silk scarves through her fingers. Every move of her fingers and hands was slow but exaggerated, wanting to capture everyone's attention. She stood directly in front of me, her breath whispering against my skin. "Your hands baby!" I held out my hands and she held my right wrist and wrapped a quarter of the length of one scarf around it and expertly tied a knot. She pulled on the remainder of the scarf, which stretched my arm outwards and upwards. I gasped as the clamps cut into me again but Scarlet ignored the pain I was feeling. She twisted the end of the scarf around one of the bars and with ease began to knot the material like a professional. A few moments later she had bound my other arm in the same skilful way.

Scarlet stood in front of me and placed her finger right in the middle of my forehead. She slowly trailed it lower, down my nose and over my lips where I opened them a little and breathed my warm breath onto her. Our eyes connected and she slipped her finger through my parted lips and found the moistness of my tongue as it curled itself around the intruding digit. There was something so erotic about the way she was rhythmically pulsing against my warm, wet muscle, that I felt my knees weakening causing my inner self to free-fall voluntarily into subservience.

Her lips curled up into a slight smile and she withdrew her finger, trailing a fading line of moisture down my chin and down my throat. The atmosphere in the room was electric. The voyeurs around us were silent, their eyes firmly transfixed on the two of us. I gasped and whimpered suddenly as Scarlet demanded my full attention by pulling on the silver chain that connected each and every clamp. There appeared to be a communal gasp from the submissives on the floor as I gasped with the pain.

As soon as the room quietened, Scarlet continued her sweet seduction. Her hands came up to my breasts causing a mirror image on my chest as she caressed the curve of my outer flesh and smooth underside, followed by trailing her slender fingers down my ribs. She stepped closer and her lips pressed onto mine, her tongue invaded my mouth, possessing me completely. She tasted sweet and mildly fruity. I felt her leg brush up against my inner thigh and wondered briefly if she could feel my clammy skin, freshly dampened from this pleasant torture.

One of her hands rose up to my face and crept into my hair. She grasped it tightly and pulled my head to the left, exposing my neck. I closed my eyes, building the tension more and out of the blue I felt her teeth dig into my tender flesh where the neck meets the shoulder. A moan of strained pleasure or erotic pain, it was hard to decipher, escaped my mouth and she pulled my hair harder as she tightened her hold on me, literally sucking the life out of me.

She pulled my bruised skin between her teeth until I let out a scream and she removed her grasp on my hair. I was panting and in such an aroused state that I knew if she went anywhere near my pussy I would orgasm there and then, permission or not!

Scarlet stepped back, watching me struggle to breathe. She then bent over, running her hands down her long legs, using this chance to totally exhibit herself. Lower she went and her white t-shirt fell forward and I saw her ample breasts hang like perfect orbs suspended in air. Her fingers crept over her calves and she spread them around her slim ankles, the fingertips gracefully brushing against her shoes. As she did this, her eyes never left mine and I could only hazard a guess at what the guests behind her saw. Was she wearing panties, a thong or simply nothing?