Headmistress' Slut Ch. 07

My skin was tingling, and my nipples and swollen pussy lips were throbbing incessantly. Scarlet reached forward a little and her fingers crept over to my foot and slowly and teasingly she dragged her nails upwards. She caressed my trembling inner thighs and a solitary finger headed for my pussy, momentarily stopping as my eyes latched onto hers. A smile formed on her beautiful face and instantly her finger slipped along my sodden pussy. I groaned loudly and she swiftly removed her finger knowing that I desperately wanted her to continue.

She turned around and repeated what she had performed before, only this time I was greeted by her short black skirt edging higher up her thighs. The lower her hands moved down her shapely legs, the more her bottom exposed itself. Two rounded half globes with a little slice of bare heaven between them made my mouth water and my pussy twitch. Her hands then reached behind and she caressed the backs of her legs and swept her spread fingers over her soft skin.

I lowered my head, panting into my cleavage. I couldn't take much more. Every part of me was tingling and throbbing. My clit was pulsing in tune to my pounding heart and suddenly I felt a hand in my hair, grasping it tightly and pulling my head backwards. I thought at any minute my head was going to squeeze through the bars. Scarlet was still bent over and I caught the scent of my Mistress' floral perfume.

"Getting a little too much for you is it my little slut?"

"No Mistress." I managed to say through stifled breaths.

"So you really wouldn't mind if Scarlet carried on teasing the hell out of you then?" I heard a giggle come from my Mistress and she released my hair and pushed my head back down.

She moved around the cage and faced Scarlet. I saw her put her hand through the bars and she caressed Scarlet's face. My breathing deepened and I let out a groan. They both turned to me for a few seconds and then went back to facing each other. Mistress' hand tugged at Scarlet's hair and pulled her up to directly face my gorgeous Domme, and then she guided her head towards the edge of the cage. Their faces were close to one another and Scarlet tilted hers to the left and I saw my Mistress plant her lips directly onto Scarlet. Mistress' eyes locked onto mine and I shook my head, feeling a little betrayed. At that second, Scarlet yelped. Mistress had bit her lower lip. Before walking back to her table, Mistress winked at me and smiled. That action alone, replaced the hurt that I'd felt when seeing her kiss Scarlet.

Scarlet turned towards me and her lip looked red and angry. Unbeknown to me, my Mistress had handed Scarlet a large feather and now the wispy quill was dancing lightly around the bottom of my new collar. It quivered lower, over my bountiful bare breasts, and gave a welcoming buzz of pleasure as it flitted over my extremely tender nipples. It descended further, and flickered over my belly button and then alternately skimmed my sides, left to right and back again.

Up until then, Scarlet had only spoke minimally, but the smile on her face and the glint in her eyes told me she was enjoying this as much as I was and knowing a few dozen women were watching us heightened the sexually aroused atmosphere immensely. Every now and then Scarlet would look towards the predatory vixens and their prey and smile teasingly at them as she rubbed her hands up and down herself, using her stunningly gorgeous body to maximum effect.

Scarlet was now kneeling before me, the feather was sliding in and out between my thighs and occasionally catching on the bulldog clips causing me to gasp in pain and pleasure. She moved the fluffy 'toy' further back making it tickle my arsehole, emitting a pleasant sounding 'oooh' from my lips.

Scarlet giggled. "You like that eh?"

I nodded and she did it again, tickling it constantly. My bum was clenching and my hips rolled back and forth. Scarlet continued the pleasant assault and I could hear the wicked Dommes around the room chuckling as my body quivered at her touch. So far, my Mistress hadn't explored that part of me, and I sensed that the dominants surrounding me guessed this also. I didn't know what to do, whether to giggle or just lose myself in these wonderful new sensations that Scarlet had introduced me too.

Scarlet's other hand that was at first gripping onto my thigh had now moved to the inner thigh, and her fingers slipped between my parted swollen lips. They fumbled in the exposed creases and the unmistakeable sound of squelching could be heard. She paused both the movement of her fingers and the feather. I looked down at her and her smile broadened. "You are soaked you little bitch. Does someone like being tied up in a cage and played with in front of all these people?"

"Please Scarlet, no more teasing, I can't take anymore." I said to her breathlessly. My arms hung limply, they had given up holding me in position. My hair, wet from sweat, stuck to the side of my face. "Please..." I whispered.

I saw Scarlet's eyes look to the side of me and she nodded her head. The room was silent, and the atmosphere was abundant with feminine arousal from dominants and submissives alike. The wait for her next move was torture in itself. I began to breathe deeper and quicker. "Please Scarlet..."

She gazed longingly at me and without breaking the stare she pulled at my ankles. I shrieked as my body stretched beyond what it should and the pain from the quartet of clamps bit into the tender flesh that it clasped. Scarlet's hair brushed against my thighs and I felt her tongue lick at my clit. She circled it and suckled on it randomly. I fucked her face, groaning wildly. A familiar tingle stirred and suddenly my head was pulled back to the bars. My Mistress' perfume intoxicated my senses. "Mistress please..."

Scarlet lapped away, her long tongue curling to just dip inside my inviting pussy. Every time her tongue retreated she would curl the tip and flick over my engorged clit. I gasped again and pleaded.

Mistress quickly pushed my head forward. "Finish her off!"

Scarlet at once rotated her expert tongue around my clit. I yelped as she grabbed onto my bum cheeks and squeezed them, pulling me into her. The chains connecting the clamps were swaying and my nipples and pussy lips were all going in different directions. I was gasping in pain and pleasure and suddenly my whole body erupted. I screamed, my head fell back against the bars and my thighs tensed and held Scarlet between them, gripping her tightly. My stomach muscles clenched and relaxed and my hips jerked until the orgasmic bliss subsided. My thighs parted, releasing Scarlet and she exhaled and then tried to catch her breath. The sides of her face were flushed and slightly marked from where my thighs had taken hold on her. She collapsed on all fours on the purple cushioned floor.

The sounds of deep breathing permeated the room and glancing around I saw some of its occupants wiping their brow with a winter white napkin. A number of submissives were drinking from their bowls and dripping the cool water from their mouths onto their scantily clad bodies. My wrists getting jolted to and fro brought me out of my idle voyeurism and there stood my Mistress peeling away the black silk scarves and abandoning them to the floor. She moved around the cage and opened it, tugging at Scarlet's shirt, pulling her out of the cage on her knees. Scarlet quickly got to her feet and went straight over to Nicole.

Mistress inspected my wrists and aided me to my bowl of water. I got to my hands and knees and frantically lapped and sucked at the water. The refreshing liquid spilled over the sides and I opened my eyes for a split second and saw a red pair of heels right beside my bowl.

"You got yourself a good bitch here Marie."

I had to force myself not to look up to the heeled Domme.

"Yes I know." My Mistress replied.

"Does she do heel worship?" The woman enquired.

"Yes, if you address her properly!"

I don't know why, but I sensed that my Mistress was smiling as she spoke.

"Lets see how she reacts to being addressed appropriately shall we?"

The whole room fell silent. I was still facing the bottom of my bowl, and only taking quick glances at the beautiful pair of high heels in a blood red colour that were inches from my begging lips.

"Go ahead." Mistress goaded the woman.

The tension was overwhelming as I waited for the woman to speak. She stepped even closer to me, her shoes right in a puddle of water.

"Theresa Leoni.... Well, well, well!"

OH FUCK!

My head shot up as I gasped and the whole room appeared to gasp with me. I looked over at my Mistress and she looked at me smugly. I opened my mouth and at first nothing came out. It took a couple of attempts for the words to form and break out. "Mistress, what's going on?"

"Ms Leoni, meet my sister, Helena... Helena Lewis!" Mistress said as she made her way around the tables and stood beside me, sandwiching me between the two of them.

I looked at her blankly and then looked at the woman standing above me. She was old. Well, she looked over sixty and there was something familiar about her, but nothing registered in me. I guess she just had one of 'those' faces. I shook my head in bewilderment.

"Helena Lewis... formally, Mrs Helena Turner!"

The name strangely sounded familiar and then it dawned on me who it was. "Oh my god. She's your sister?"

"Yes Ms Leoni, your old Headmistress from the eighties is my sister."

I fell silent, trying to piece everything together. I stared directly at my Mistress. "Has this been your plan all along, to set me up?"

"No it hasn't!" She said sternly. "I had no idea she was the Headmistress when you were at school, therefore I didn't even know you two had ever met. It wasn't until one day she mentioned to me the name of a girl called Emma, who came to stay with her occasionally..."

I interrupted at once. "Emma, my Emma, what the hell has she got to do with it?" I felt a simultaneous gasp and the odd murmur coming from the obedient submissives around me.

Mistress Helena poked the toe of her shoe into my leg. "Your daughter comes to stay with me at times when she stays with her father."

I was confused. "But where do you come into it?"

"I, am your ex-husbands future mother-in-law, you little slut! He is going to marry my daughter, and you, Ms Theresa Leoni, are going to make the ultimate sacrifice."

"Sacrifice... what sacrifice?"

Mistress looked down at me. "Stand, NOW!" I got to my feet at once and stood there looking at both of them. "This is your proposition, Ms Leoni!"

Mistress Helena stood with a sarcastic smirk that I just wanted to knock right off her weathered face. She was definitely older than her sister, and did not possess the looks, figure or personality of her younger sibling. I would hazard a guess that being a Domme maybe the only commonality between them.

My Mistress raised her hand and stroked my cheek and she softly spoke. "I'll know you'll make the right decision, I know you trust me!" I nodded and she continued. "Your daughter enjoys her time with her father and his wife-to-be. Do you agree?"

"Yes Mistress!"

"When your ex-husband marries Helena's daughter they will have the half of Helena's estate. A luxury house... albeit not as luxurious as mine." Mistress gave her sister a wry smile. A smile that said 'I've done better than you!' Mistress Helena rolled her eyes in mild disgust at her sisters' put down, especially in front of the shocked guests that had no idea they would be witness to something so personal. "Money will be no object and a whole host of opportunities will be open to Emma..." There was a slight pause. "Don't you agree that your daughter should have the best?"

"Yes Mistress, she should.... But..."

Mistress smiled and then her sister stepped in abruptly. "Are you going to get to the bottom of this? You are far too soft on this lowlife of a slut. Just come out and tell her to give her daughter up."

I was flabbergasted and raised my voice defensively. "Like FUCK I will..." Before I could stop myself, my arm swung and slapped her across the face. Mistress quickly grabbed my arm and held me back.

"Aren't you going to punish the bitch for what she's just done?" Helena spluttered as she held her reddened cheek.

"No I'm not... you deserved it!"

"I DESERVED IT... " Helena barked. "Do you think this slut will be remain loyal to you when she finds out it was ALL your plan?" The submissives in the room were giggling like schoolgirls. "SILENCE!" Mistress Helena shouted. The room soon settled into stillness.

I turned to Mistress. "Your plan... how could you. What were you thinking?"

Mistress ignored my question and looked out to all the other guests and politely told them that the evening had come to an end. There was a definite groan of disappointment from all the guests. "You, as well Helena. Get out!" This put a stop to the fidgeting guests and they all stared at Helena.

"You can't throw me out, we have business to finish."

"Not yet. I will talk to Ms Leoni and I will let you know as soon as I get an answer! Now get out of my house Helena!"

Helena turned and walked to the door leading to the study. She sharply turned to face me. "If you don't make the right choice, you little slut, you will end up with nothing, no home, no money and NO daughter!" With that she left the house, with her doting submissive following behind. The way she said it sent chills running through me. I was so overwrought that the ache and numbness of my nipples and pussy lips wasn't registering anymore. My whole body was completely devoid of any feeling.

The guests dwindled quickly until only Nicole and Scarlet remained. They both kissed Mistress on the cheek and surprisingly they came to me and took me in their arms and planted a gentle kiss on each cheek. Scarlet smiled and held my hand until Nicole tugged on her leash. As they stepped through to the study, Scarlet turned, winked and smiled directly at me. I returned the smile and watched them both disappear.

As soon as the house fell silent, the floodgates opened and tears flowed constantly down my face and onto my breasts. Mistress took a napkin and wiped my eyes and collected my fallen tears into it. "Come on, we have to talk." She said and held my hand and led the way.

We passed my bedroom and headed further down the hallway. She opened the door and I found myself standing in the most beautifully decorated room I'd ever been in. It was huge, with an extremely large bed against the furthest wall. A deep red, almost burgundy, dominated the room, with a splash of cream mixed in to contrast it beautifully. At the opposite wall stood two large desks. One had a computer and printer on it, and the other had some paper on the top and a stationery box that held pens and suchlike in it.

Mistress walked us to the chairs that sat near the desks. She began the conversation first. "Let's go back to what we were saying downstairs, ok?" I nodded. "Do you agree that Emma deserves the best?" I again nodded. "Good, now what would you say if I asked you how you felt if your ex-husband had full custody of Emma."

I looked at her curiously. "What, he has her twenty four seven?"

"Yes."

"I wouldn't like it. She's my world and despite him being a good father, I cannot hand over that kind of responsibility. I refuse to let that happen."

"Even though you can't give her the opportunities that his new family could when he's married..." She questioned.

"I know I can't give her that kind of life on my salary, but I've provided for her the last six years and I damn well..." The tears began to flow and I sobbed the rest out. "Damn well will not give up my daughter." Mistress sat there silently. Her hands fidgeted in her lap. I watched her twiddle her thumbs and I noticed her foot tapping on the floor. I remembered the proposition and what she said if I refused it. I looked up and our eyes met. "I guess it's time for me to go home..." She looked at me quizzically but didn't mutter a word. "The proposition... The deal was, if I gave up my daughter, I would then come and live with you and be your full-time submissive, slave, maid, whatever you want to call it. That's right isn't it? That's what you and her have been plotting, right?"

She nodded, "I'm sorry, but you could have seen your daughter whenever you liked and we would have had a legitimate contract made up. You would have had a decent home and a decent salary. I would have employed you as something or other."

"I have a decent home. Ok, it's not as lavish as this, but it's large enough for Emma and me and comfortable too and it's a home that her and me have fun in. As much as I love you and would adore living in this house, I cannot trade my daughter in for it. There is no comparison."

Mistress had tears in her eyes and she slowly stood and walked to the telephone that sat on the other desk. She punched in a few numbers and within seconds she spoke into the receiver. "Helena, it's Marie, pick up..." She waited a few more seconds and contemplated putting the phone down. She decided to leave a message. "Helena, no deal. Emma stays with Ms Leoni, and if you try and get this within a hundred metres of a court house, you will have me to answer too!" She placed the receiver down carefully and stood there, uncertain as to what happens next. She was still, mulling things over in her mind and if I wasn't breathing hard and fighting back the tears I more than likely could have heard the ticking of her brain.

I already knew what was about to happen. I had not agreed to the proposition and therefore I'd terminated the relationship with my Mistress. As the realisation set in that I was to be 'freed' so the feeling bounced back into my nipples and they began to throb incessantly.

"Mistress..."

She didn't answer me for a long while. Tension was in abundance in her bedroom. I waited ages before she answered me. "Yes dear?" She looked at me with tears in her eyes and she backed up against the large dresser, as if she was stabilising herself.

"I would rather go now than in the morning. There's no point in delaying the amount of hurt I'm going to feel when I walk out of here if I went in the morning." I began to sob again.

"Theresa..." I didn't acknowledge her and she realised that her saying my first name just didn't have the same affect on me. "Ms Leoni..."

"Yes Mistress." I answered almost immediately.

"Come here..." She commanded. I shuffled slowly towards her and stood directly in front of her. "You're not going anywhere... I can't let you go."

My eyes lit up with sudden expectation. "But, but what about Emma and your sister and I still don't totally understand why you would even think I could give up my daughter. You owe me an explanation."

"I'll sort Helena out. The proposition was quite easy. I have longed for you to be here all day, everyday, for quite a while now and when I met Helena for lunch a few weeks ago, she happened to mention the name Emma, and your ex-husband. Things fell into place once I'd pieced together the information. She also mentioned that when your ex marries her daughter, they would automatically inherit half of Helena's estate. I admit, that my mind began selfishly working overtime and wondered if you would give your daughter the best chances in life and therefore give you the opportunity to become my live-in submissive. There would be no harm done to anybody because Emma is no longer at my school and you being here would not cause a problem. And as I stated there would have been a contract saying that you could see Emma whenever you wished."

"Yes I know, but, there has to be more to it than that. What you are saying is quite easily rectified, unless there is more..." I waited. And waited.