Joining the Circle Ch. 05

PUBLIC BETA

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.

You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Click here
Xantu
Xantu
613 Followers

Bob followed her into her room and unfastened her bra and let it fall down her arms to the floor. Pulling her hair back from her neck he gently kissed the corner of her neck. A shiver shook her whole body. "Get on the bed, Junie."

Junie climbed onto the bed and lay on her back. Her eyes found his and waited. Bob sat down and touched his fingers against her clitoris and pressed down. "Come for me, Junie." He smiled in triumph as she arched and convulsed under his fingers.

He pulled a blanket up over her. "Sleep, Junie." Her eyes snapped shut. As he walked from her room her sleepy voice followed him out. "Thank you, Master."

Junie was disoriented when she woke up. Donna was shaking her shoulder. "Wake up, Junie. Come on, you've had a long enough nap."

At the sound of Donna's voice, Junie tensed and then for an instant shrank away from her touch. Just as quickly she stopped and softened under Donna's hand but her voice was soft and reserved, "Oh, I am sorry, Ma'am. Did you call me?"

Donna gave her a puzzled look and then smiled gently. "Over and over, you were totally zonked out."

Their eyes met briefly and then Junie's slid to one side. She tried to sit up and lay back groaning, "Oh man."

"A little sore?"

"A lot sore, Ma'am." Junie's eyes were looking anywhere but at Donna.

"Come on. Get up. Climb into the shower. Some hot water will help."

"Yes, Ma'am." Junie gritted her teeth and levered herself out of the bed.

Donna was in her bathroom and already had the hot water running. Before she let Junie get into the water, she handed Junie two white tablets. "Just aspirin. It will help. Drink all the water."

Junie obediently swallowed down the medicine and drank down the whole glass of water. "What time is it, Ma'am?" "Almost 6:00, go on get in the shower." Junie felt a brief spasm of anxiety. She had not thought about what to make for dinner. But it passed quickly. As she woke up more and more, she was becoming increasingly aware of a euphoric sense of calmness. She was aware she was smiling as she let the warm water wash over her stiff and aching muscles. The needles from the shower stung her nipples and she looked down and saw they were swollen and red.

When she got out from the shower, Junie took inventory of her body. Her ass was scored with numerous welts and red marks and she suspected some of them would turn black by the morning. Her nipples were swollen and almost raw. Her cunt seemed unchanged but her clitoris seemed amazingly hypersensitive. Her whole body felt like she had been beaten with a stick. Junie knew that in the morning, moving would be a trial.

Bob was in the kitchen as Junie came out of the bathroom, naked and drying her hair, on the way back to her bedroom. She froze, her eyes locked on his, suddenly unable to move.

His eyes casually slid down her naked body. Junie found her nipples hardening into painful knots, her cunt warming and moistening. She knew that her flesh was swelling. Automatically she turned to face him, her legs spreading apart, her face flushed.

Bob kept her trapped with his gaze. His eyes burned into her. Junie could feel her heart beginning to race and a soft tremble shook the backs of her legs. A soft whimper shook her as she felt a tremor shake the muscles in her cunt. It seemed like the vibrator was somehow back inside her.

"Junie." His voice caused her to start and shiver.

She had to swallow before she could speak. In a soft whisper she responded. "Yes, Master."

"Go get dressed."

Junie instantly turned and disappeared into her room. Her words of, "Yes, Master, thank you, Master," hung in the air after she left.

Donna spoke to Bob from where she was sitting at the table. "I don't think she even noticed I was here."

Bob walked to her and stroked her hair. "It's necessary. She could not truly have two Masters. Her subservience to you will have to come through me. Having you train her was confusing to both of you. It put our circle at risk."

"I know. She is responding to you very quickly. I thought she was going to orgasm from you just looking at her."

"If I had told her to, she would have tried. Did you watch us today?"

"Yes. You had her twisting. All her senses seemed overloaded and then you made her push the mower."

"What really broke her was when she asked to pee and I told her to go to the woods."

"What do you have planned for tonight?"

"We will start with a brief respite, a little soothing and gentleness, and an acknowledgment of her progress, then a harsh push on her limits. She has not really broken yet. I will need your help with this. We will blindfold her and put on headphones. She will not know it is not me."

Donna lowered her eyes. "As you command, my Master."

Junie was wearing a set of soft sweats and her green stained athletic shoes when she came out. She still had a dreamy look, her movements slow and lazy. She seemed to only have eyes for Bob.

The table was set with a simple cold meal. There was a big green salad, the salmon salad that Junie had made the night before, sliced cheese and a big plate of toast. Junie smiled happily. "Dinner looks wonderful."

Bob grinned. "It was easy. You did a lot of it yesterday. I bet you are hungry."

Junie looked thoughtful, a tiny shy smile on her lips, her eyes locked on Bob's. "I guess I ought to be, but for some reason I don't feel very hungry."

"You had a big day. You need to keep your strength up." Bob served her some salad, topping it with salmon and cheese. He handed her a piece of toast. "Eat."

Junie picked up her fork. "Yes, Sir."

Donna looked over her plate. "How are your stiff muscles, Junie?"

Junie looked up from her plate; her eyes glanced at Bob and then turned to Donna. "They feel a little better, Ma'am. The aspirin helped a lot. Thank you." As she said thank you her eyes darted to Bob.

Junie ate a small bowl of strawberries but shook her head at the cream. "No, thank you. I really don't feel very hungry, Master."

Donna stood up. "Come on, Junie, let's hurry up and clean up this mess."

"Yes, Ma'am." Junie stood but looked at Bob uncertainly as she picked up the dishes off the table. When Bob stood, Junie froze for a brief second, her eyes following him out the door. She took a step to follow, and then stopped herself.

Donna put her arm around Junie. "Don't worry, he is going to check on the dogs and he said something about turning on the hot tub. A nice long hot soak would be just the thing for your sore muscles."

Junie looked distracted, her eyes returning to the door that Bob had gone out. "Yes, Ma'am." Junie turned and began to wipe off the counter, her eyes avoiding Donna.

Donna watched Junie, her head tipped to one side. It was clear that Junie had completely moved all her allegiance to Bob. Donna expected that. She knew it needed to happen. But she had not expected this avoidance. Junie appeared almost fearful of her.

Donna was tempted to push at this fearfulness, to toy with Junie's feelings. She wasn't sure if she wanted to reassure Junie, to try and soothe her fears or to just indulge a sadistic impulse. She knew that curiosity had a great deal to do with it. She pushed away the impulse. Bob had a plan and he would be very displeased if she interfered.

When the door opened and Bob walked in, Junie's whole demeanor changed. She stopped all movement and stood very still, her eyes locked on him. She had a happy, eager look on her face. All her focus was on waiting for his words, his look.

Junie quivered when Bob spoke, each word sending a shiver down her back. "Hot tub is going. Junie, get us some towels and come on out."

"Yes, Master." Junie darted off toward the linen closet.

Junie was standing by the hot tub, still dressed in her sweat suit, a stack of towels in her arms, when Bob and Donna walked out to the deck. They had both undressed in their room and were talking as they walked out. "She is learning balance too. It's possible that she links you to her experiences this morning. Your conversation with her happened almost immediately before I started with her. She most likely still senses her need and affection for you and I have cautioned her to remember her role. But it's important to remember she is not thinking very much at all. She is functioning on almost pure emotion now."

Both of them stopped and smiled at Junie. Bob praised her, "Good job, Junie. I am pleased you are already standing here. Go ahead and put the towels down over here and take off your clothes."

"Yes, Master."

Bob and Donna climbed into the water and sat side by side facing toward the lake. When Junie had taken off her clothing, she stood with her eyes on Bob. He held out his hand and when she took it he urged her into the hot tub. "Sit here by me, Junie."

The water was hot, a lot hotter than Junie was used to for a hot tub. She felt her heart beating hard and when her nipples sank into the hot water she gasped softly. Bob wrapped and arm around each woman with a broad grin. "I truly am a lucky Master."

It did not take long before Junie's heart was racing and sweat rolled down her face. Bob's arm held her down deep in the water and she was reluctant to move away from his embrace. Junie found herself breathing in short puffs trying to pull the cool evening air into her lungs. "Getting a little too hot, Sweet Junie?"

"Yes, Master."

"Go ahead and get us all a big glass of water. Put lots of ice in them."

Junie crawled out of the hot water and swayed suddenly dizzy when she first stood up. She took a deep breath and headed to the kitchen, her progress a little crooked as she tried to keep her balance. She was out in just a minute with three tall glasses of water and ice. She knelt and offered the tray to Bob. He took a glass and handed it to Donna and took one for himself. "Thank you, Junie. Come on back in. If you get too hot just put an ice cube in your mouth and suck it. It will help."

Junie set the tray within easy reach and climbed back into the hot water. This time it was a lot easier, the heat of the water no longer a surprise. She could feel her muscles relaxing. Taking a sip of the icy cold water she sighed and snuggled up under Bob's arm.

The ice cubes did help. When her glass got empty, Bob sent her back to the kitchen to get more. They all three sat for a long time, not speaking, watching the dark blue evening sky turn purple and then black. They sky was filled with stars and the crescent moon was rising in the sky when Bob stood and spoke softly. "That's enough of this."

You might recognize this story as one I had up in the past, under the title Northwest Hunters. I took it down for revision and a brief flirtation with possible publication.

I will post a new chapter weekly.

Please feel free to rate and leave feedback.

Enjoy, xantu

Xantu
Xantu
613 Followers
Please rate this story
The author would appreciate your feedback.
  • COMMENTS
Anonymous
Our Comments Policy is available in the Lit FAQ
Post as:
Anonymous
5 Comments
AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago
Juney the dog?

Did you notice at the end that Junie responded just as Maddy did? Constantly looking to Bob for affirmation/permission/approval? Up to now, I thought Bob was a good guy but his cruelty and blatant disregard for her well-being changed my mind. I realize this is simply a story, but I don't like his punishing her so severely for his error in judgment. -- shemar

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 10 years ago
Not that thoughtful

He wasn't that thoughtful as a Master as she shouldn't have been tied up that long, should have been given breakfast before doing that work and she shouldn't have had to be sorry for feeling sick, he needed to think of her well being more

ladyvengeanceladyvengeanceabout 12 years ago
Hmm, response to anon (01/01/12)

1st, this is a story, not a manual on bdsm. BDSM is a personal thing that ranges in practice, intensity, and frequency depending on the people involved. I personally did not see Bob as a bastard. Human behavior and training are complex. A slave and also to a lesser degree a submissive must know their place or there can be conflict both internal and external. Junie does not have to do any of this, she always has the option of using her safeword. Becoming a slave is an extremely personal choice and can be quite fulfilling to those who are so inclined.

Thank you, Xantu! This is my 3rd time reading this story and I enjoy it everytime :)

AnonymousAnonymousabout 12 years ago
Great Story

I just want to say that I am thoroughly enjoying your story!

AnonymousAnonymousabout 12 years ago
This guy is a mean, manipulative bastard

Also very immature. First he sets things up to let his wife top Junie, then he gets jealous and feels like he's losing control so he punishes Junie horribly in his quest to "break" her? To all you ladies out there who think being a submissive slave 24-7 is somehow a romantic idea--how's it looking now? With someone like Bob, your fantasy would be more of a nightmare.

Share this Story

READ MORE OF THIS SERIES

Similar Stories

From Feminist to Fuckdoll Marcus desconstructs a feminist verbally and anally.in NonConsent/Reluctance
Blooming Lily Ch. 01 A 19 y/o is taken and trained as a beloved pet.in NonConsent/Reluctance
Abducting an Angel A naive young woman is kidnapped into a life of bondage.in NonConsent/Reluctance
Owning Elaine Pt. 01 Elaine has a new home.in NonConsent/Reluctance
Barbarian Bound Ch. 01 Esyld can run, but she can't hide.in NonConsent/Reluctance
More Stories