Kitten & Bell: Submission

"Stop there," he instructed Beth as she took a step in between two black pillars. "It took you long enough to get here. Bell, there are two lengths of rope on the worktable to your right. Fetch them."

Sarah walked over to the table, took a moment to look over the numerous items that cluttered its surface, and fished two coils of rope out from under the mess. She then walked over to Dennis. "Master, your rope," she said with a smile.

Beth swallowed. Den took the rope and reached for Beth's arm, which she quickly pulled away. "I'm not letting you tie me up. You didn't tie Sarah up!" Beth complained defensively.

Den's voice became deep and commanding. He said to Beth, "Bad girls that disobey their Master are always tied up. This is your punishment for acting out. You not only tried to tell me not to punish Bell, but you also referred to her by a name which she no longer is called, and refused to accept punishment. If you do not give me your arm right now, then you will suffer even worse than what I already have in store for you." Den then held out his hand. "Give me your arm, Kitten!"

Beth cringed at the sound of his voice, which was cold and unrelenting; it doused her rage and left her feeling empty. She cautiously placed her arm into his hand, which he then grasped and preceded to bind.

He made loop and knot just above her elbow and yet another loop and knot at her wrist. Den then pulled the rope through the top most and middle metal rings that where attached to the black pillar.

"Spread your legs." Dennis uttered. Beth complied, half-heartedly. "FURTHER!" Den then rumbled and Beth stretched her legs out as far as they would go.

He grasped one leg, and lifted it an inch off of the floor. He then pulled the rope taunt, forcing Beth's arm to be extended towards the ceiling. She was barely able to keep balance as Dennis secured her leg, binding the ankle into this position.

Beth whimpered as she assessed her new situation. Den then moved to the other side of her body and bound her other arm and leg in the same way, so that both feet were barely touching the ground. Dennis backed away and then surveyed her body.

"Quite an awkward position, wouldn't you say?" Den chuckled.

"Yes Master," Sarah replied.

Dennis pulled over the same bucket of hot water below Beth. He then felt up her legs and examined her underarms. "Forgot to shave too, I see."

"I woke up late!" Beth defended.

He ignored her. He lathered up her sex, legs, and underarms, and then began shaving her legs, taking long single strokes across her right calf. She secretly hoped Dennis would slip and cut her bonds; her arms hurt from being stretched towards the ceiling and her legs ached from being pulled so far apart. Every muscle in her being slowly became tensed and throbbed with pain. He took his time shaving every inch of her leg, which, upon completion, he massaged.

"Mmm..." she moaned softly.

He continued to ignore her, rinsing her leg off and quickly drying it with a towel, which he had Sarah fetch. Then Den worked the other leg, followed by her underarms. He massaged each of her limbs; his fingers probed deep into her flesh, releasing the tension that had caused her body to scream with agony.

Sarah watched, now tinged with envy, as Dennis circled Beth's body to drive pain from her shoulders and back with his infiltrating touch.

"Is that better, Kitten?" he whispered in her ear.

Her pelvis jerked as she responded. "Yes... Master. It doesn't hurt as much now," she purred.

"Good." Den faced her and, with a few well-placed swipes of the blade, removed the tangle of copper hair from her slit. He quickly rinsed her off and sucked the warm water off of her sex. Beth sighed softly as his lips smacked against her smooth skin.

"Hey!" Sarah whimpered, "I thought she was going to be punished!"

"Jealous, Bell? Now you know how I feel," Beth replied bitterly.

"That is more then enough!" Den decreed as he rose up from Beth's sex. "You are both my slaves - here for my pleasure, not your own." He then gave a small slap to Beth's sex. "Bell, she will be punished; I think you will enjoy my chosen method of punishment. Sit as I have taught you in front of Kitten."

Sarah then took a seat in front of Beth, looking up at her bound form. She had to admit, Beth looked very vulnerable in that position. Something about that made her even more aroused. Even the idea of her best friend being jealous over her made Sarah's sex tingle, even though the thought of lesbian sex sickened her.

"Do you like what you see?" he spoke to Sarah.

"Yes, Master."

"Do you think Kitten is in love with you?" he asked, pacing behind her.

After a moment of silence, Sarah answered, "No... No, Master."

He softly rubbed Beth's womanhood and inquired, "Then why is she so wet, Bell?"

"Because she's a lez," Sarah said with a smile on her face. Beth looked away, her eyes filled with pain.

Dennis chuckled and then put one hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Do you think she would be more jealous of you or me if I took you right in front of her?"

"You Master," Sarah responded.

Dennis then circled Sarah, unbuttoning his shirt. She could make out a huge bulge in his pants and sighed. He stopped behind Sarah, and looked directly into Beth's eyes. Sarah could hear him undress behind her, but dared not look, not knowing how he would react. 'I hope he's big,' she thought as she leaked with expectation.

Beth knew. Her eyes devoured his form as he stripped; although she was never too attracted to men, she knew a good, well-endowed man when she saw one. She was aroused, wanting to see Sarah's expressions as her body writhed against his, but her heart ached with the pain of Sarah's words. 'Does Sarah really hate me so much for loving her?' she wondered.

"Kitten, Bell. Look into each other's eyes. Each time one of you turns away, you will earn one lash, is that understood?"

"Yes, Master," they both replied in turn. He didn't need to threaten them; their gazes were already locked. Sarah then felt his two hands on her hips. He eased her up and nuzzled his member between her buttocks. Dennis reached his arms around her body and placed one hand on each breast, rubbing the nipples with his thumb. She closed her eyes for a moment as he began rocking against her, and then reopened them to gaze back into Beth's eyes.

Sarah looked the part of the wanton whore. Her lips trembled with a small smile as she gyrated against Den's length, her eyes were glazed and her olive complexion was blushed. A small moan escaped her lips; Beth knew he had pushed into her. Sarah felt the tip of his flesh push away the labia and ease its way into her body. She felt his length inch its way into wet folds of skin and tissue, and sighed.

Beth's expression of anger and pain became one of pleading and helplessness. She pouted softly as she watched Sarah begin to buck her rear towards his body, swallowing his member up into her vagina. Sarah's breath became ragged; with each breath, she seemed to say to Beth that a female body could never please her.

Sarah's countenance became a slutty sneer; she had closed her eyes and began throwing herself back towards Dennis with abandon.

"Mmm... Master," she moaned. She then glanced up at Beth, just as her flesh clenched around Den's length, and saw Beth gazing down at her, sobbing profusely. Sarah's slutty sneer had quickly become a look of remorse; that which was destined from first touch to be an earth shattering orgasm, ended as a small spasm. Dennis withdrew from Sarah, unspent, as Sarah lipped the words that Beth longed to hear, 'Bethy, I'm sorry.'

"Perhaps it is love." Den said looking at the two ladies. Sarah just swallowed, and Beth turned away.

"Kitten," Dennis said with a small smile, "Tell me - have you ever been with a man?"

"No, Master." Beth mumbled.

"Good girl," he commended as he ran his fingers through Beth's hair. "Bell? There is a wooden box on the worktable. Fetch it."

"Yes, Master." Sarah uttered unenthusiastically. She came back and held the box out for Dennis.

"No. Sit down and set the box down in front of you," Dennis replied to her unspoken question. She complied quietly. "Good girl. Now open up the box," Dennis commanded. Sarah opened the box and then gazed up at Beth with her large brown repentant eyes. "Bell," Den said, "show Kitten what's in Pandora's box." With that, Sarah lifted up a rubber dildo the size and shape of Dennis's member. The instrument had a carved wooden handle shaped perfectly for Den's grip at the end of which was a silver ball.

"Wha... What is that for?" Beth breathed.

Dennis leaned into Beth and gently fondled one of her breasts as he whispered, "Kitten, she will be taking your... virginity, unless you would prefer I take that honor."

"No..." Beth answered, quivering. She turned towards Dennis and he gently kissed her lips. "Thank you... Master," she whispered sincerely.

"You are welcome, pet," he replied. He ran a hand through his black hair in cool denial of the gratitude Beth had shown him for this simple act. He turned toward Sarah and instructed her; "You are to use the toy and your mouth on Kitten, is that understood, Bell?"

Sarah looked a little disgusted for a moment then glanced back up at Beth and sighed; this was her penance for forsaking her best friend and she was determined to show Beth how sorry she truly was.

"Yes, Master. I understand," she mumbled in defeat.

Sarah moved closer to Beth and gave her shaven sex a small kiss. The aroma of Beth's arousal sent shivers down Sarah's spine. She paused and then softly licked the lips of Elizabeth's womanhood. Sarah paused yet again and let the taste roll around on her tongue. "It's... not that bad..." she cautiously said out loud.

She ran her tongue up and down the flesh before her and carefully nibbled on her labia. Sarah's heart jumped as she heard Beth moan. Sarah felt Beth's body sway in her direction, offering her easier access to the sweet slit before her. Sarah, in turn, began lapping up Beth's juices in earnest and pressed the head of the dildo against the opening of her sex. She then began to bob her head up and down on Beth's clitoris as she thrust the surrogate member into place.

As Beth's echoing groan of pleasure surrounded Dennis, his length twitched with new life. He watched as Beth cast her eyes downward towards Sarah with a loving gleam; he knew he had done the right thing and now was overdue for a reward.

Sarah was thrusting the rubber length into Beth at a regular pace as she licked the liquid that dripped from the lips. Sarah's eyes met Beth's and Beth mouthed the words 'I love you,' to her just as Dennis approached Sarah from behind. As Sarah felt Den press his hot slick member against her rear, she mouthed back, 'Oh, Bethy!'

"Oh - Oh... no..." Sarah panted, as her head thrashed about like a frightened mare.

"Shh... It won't hurt too bad," Dennis promised as she felt Den press the head of his sex into Sarah's rear.

"Mmm...Master, Please no..." she whined. Sarah's thrusts became irregular.

Den's only response was to grasp her breasts and kiss her back as he eased in further. Sarah tried to relax and rubbed her nose across Beth's clit as she adjusted to the flesh that was invading her body. Dennis then started thrusting slowly, kissing Sarah's back as he did. Sarah moaned in response, which vibrated the flesh at her lips; Beth whimpered.

Den's hands crept back around to Sarah's shoulders, massaging them as he established a rhythm. Sarah, although still distracted, tried to focus on Beth. 'She deserves my attention,' thought Sarah, 'I've put her through hell because of my selfishness.' She attempted to slowly regain her pace thrusting into Beth.

She bit on Beth's clit and began thrusting the dildo at an increased speed. Soon, the black rubber instrument was flying into Beth with all the speed and strength Sarah possessed. Beth was shuddering against her bonds, crying out in pleasure and pain; her whole body became tense as the slick substance of Beth's sex dripped down onto Sarah's hand.

Dropping the instrument and placing both hands on Beth's thighs, Sarah started on the task of lapping up the mess Elizabeth had made. She was breathing hard and with each inhale and exhale, Beth's blood engorged clitoris tingled.

Sarah snapped her head upward. Beth admired her gaze of pleading desire, her slick glistening chin, and the traces of blood on her full suckable lips.

"Master, make me cum..." Sarah pleaded, still captivated by Elizabeth's emerald eyes.

"Oh... yes, I will," he breathed into her ear. He pumped in and out of her harder and she groaned. His hand wandered around her body until his left hand found its way to one of her ample breast and the other hand found the dripping flesh of her sex. Her chest heaved as she gazed up into Elizabeth's visage, her mouth releasing musical moans, her eyes dark and glazed.

Sarah dropped her head and closed her eyes, hurling herself back into Dennis's lap. He pulled her to his chest and bit down on her neck, sucking hard. Sarah cried out and placed her hands upon his buttocks.

Den looked up at Beth and growled, "You are my slave - both of you." Beth just nodded as her hips gyrated to the song emanating from Sarah's lips.

Sarah turned her head towards Dennis and whispered, "Master?" Before she could speak another word, his lips landed on hers. She felt the tip of his member swell and explode within her, igniting her own orgasm. The two of them shuddered, their lips dancing around recklessly.

He broke the kiss and gazed into her large deep brown eyes as he slowly pulled out from her. "Go to Kitten," he mumbled. Sarah lifted herself up; her legs were quivering with every step she took, but it felt strangely pleasant. She then wrapped her arms around Elizabeth and softly kissed her lips, pressing chest to chest.

"This is exactly as I thought you would taste..." Beth sighed.

"What? You mean you fantasized this?" Sarah said.

"Bell, hold Kitten up while I release her." Den commanded.

Dennis started to release Beth's ankle from the rope's hold as she replied, "Well, not exactly this..." Beth almost fell upon the floor, but Sarah caught her. "Ouch... Did you have to keep me up for so long!" she whined to Dennis.

"Hush, Kitten, unless you want to spend the rest of the night tied up like this," his steely voice threatened.

"Yes, Master." Beth answered.

Dennis quickly released Beth's other ankle and arm. "Go," he said pointing over towards the animal fur-lined pit.

"Can't we wash off first?" Sarah complained.

"No, Bell."

Sarah helped Beth over towards the pit and then both sat, looking towards Dennis, waiting for instructions. Instead, he walked to Sarah and softly kissed her lips. "Hmm... that does taste nice," he commented as he glanced over at Beth. Den took the leather collar that had been hanging from a hook on the wall and placed it around Sarah's neck.

"You are mine, do you understand, Bell?"

Sarah nodded.

"Say it, then," he gently demanded.

"I am yours, Master," she replied.

He walked towards Beth and kissed her softly. "Do you think you will be okay?" he asked.

"I think I'll be fine," Beth said.

"You are mine, Kitten," he again whispered.

"I am yours, Master," she responded with a smile.

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