Power of Seduction Ch. 02

This story picks up right where the previous chapter leaves off. You would be best to read the first chapter to understand this one fully. i do hope Y/you like my little fantasy! It is my Master's fondest wish that it come true.

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Paul reluctantly agreed that it was. Then He grabbed Andrea and twisted Her arms behind Her back. He held both wrists there as He hissed in Her ear in anger. “I have loved this woman a long time now. She brings out the best in Me. She also gives Me much I don’t get from You. I love You too, which is why W/we decided to try convincing You of this arrangement. Faith is a good slave, she is very talented at all she does. You will give her a chance the rest of the night. Am I clear? Short of hurting her seriously, I don’t care what You wish to do to her. No more slaps to the face, that last one is already starting to bruise. Use her for whatever You wish. Just keep an open mind.”

He left the room for a couple of minutes. He came back to find Andrea sitting on the floor with faith, faith’s head in Her lap. T/they were talking quietly. Andrea took the cold cloth from Him and set it on faith’s cheek before asking Him to leave again. Paul gritted His teeth and sighed in frustration but He left the room. Not before telling Her She had 10 minutes. Andrea merely smiled and turned Her attention back to faith.

Paul stomped into the computer room and flipped the machine on. He sat impatiently while it booted up and pulled up on of faith’s stories. He stroked His cock while He read it, getting absorbed and not noticing the time.

He jumped when He felt feathery kisses on the back of His neck at the same time a warm wet mouth covered His ear lobe. He knew from the tongue flicking over the tip of His earlobe that faith was that one. Andrea moved around and sat in His lap to kiss Him. His hard cock slid between Her thighs and She squeezed Him tight, holding Him there.

Faith’s mouth moved from His ear to his cheek and He turned His head to give her a brief kiss. It turned into a longer one as Andrea’s mouth paid attention to His other ear. His hips moved, sliding His cock up and down. Andrea laughed and jumped off His lap. They each grabbed one hand and pulled Him into the bedroom.

“faith told Me You brought home a bag from the Stag Shop. What’s in it?”

Paul grinned and picked up the bag and pulled items out one by one. First He pulled out a small silver bag which He laid aside, “For later.” Second He pulled out a pair of nipple clamps. A set of cuffs, wrist and ankle. And a leash. This last puzzled Andrea, She didn’t see a collar anywhere.

The leash made faith grin, though she tried to hide it. When Paul winked at her again she knew it had shown through. She tried to look meek but she was too happy. Paul picked up the wrist cuffs and stepped towards faith. She held out her wrists and He slid the cool leather around them, pausing to rest a finger on her pulse points. He stroked the inside of her wrist when He discovered that her heart was racing. Her chest heaved as she tried to reign in her excitement. He buckled the cuffs and slipped a small silver padlock through each one. He had her sit on the bed and slid the ankle cuffs on, locking them into place with the matching padlocks.

He tugged on the D-rings attached to make sure they were secure and, especially the wrist ones, weren’t going to slip off. Then He had faith lay back on the bed. Stepping to the head of the bed, on the side closest the door He reached under the bed and pulled out a length of rope.

He slid it through the ring on faith’s right wrist and tied it securely. She tested it, she had very little room to move. He walked to the end of the bed and secured both ankles the same way, spreading her wide open. Her shaved, wet pussy was pulled open and she blushed when Andrea moved to the end of the bed to look at her.

He reached her left wrist, the last bind remaining and bent to the floor. This time He also came up with a blindfold. He kissed each eye and slipped the blindfold over her head, then kissed her mouth softly. She whispered softly, “I trust You.”

He smiled and pinched a nipple. Then He tied the last wrist. Faith struggled briefly but she was secure. Seeing this, Andrea smiled. Faith’s ears strained to hear any sound. All she heard was a soft moan as flesh moved over flesh. From the slightly wet sounds she figured They were kissing. She frowned, struggling with the bit of jealousy that burned within her when it came to Andrea. Unknown to her the kiss had stopped and They were both watching her with interest.

Emotions crossed her face, some were easily identified by her observers. Others were not. Confronted with the reality that Paul did indeed love Andrea, something she had known and had thought she was ok with, faith grew angry, then sad. Gradually she accepted her position. She knew that Paul loved her intensely, she knew that Andrea would come to as well, just as she herself would come to love Andrea. In some small way, she already did, simply because Paul loved her.

Paul watched, knowing what she was going through, He had wondered how long it would take the possessive slave to realize what she was in for. She’s only ever had to share Him for a couple of hours at a time and there was no emotional investment there. Well, yes, a great deal of fondness towards Liz, but that was it. They had merely played before. Now T/they were in a permanent, emotionally charged environment. And she had yet to prove herself. He smiled and muscles He hadn’t known were tense in His shoulders relaxed when He saw her smile and relax into the bed and her bonds.

“Paul, why did You tie her like that?” Andrea was hopeful but a little confused.

“For one thing, she is a slave, at Our mercy, and she is perfectly fine. For another, this way You can touch her however You like, where ever You like, when ever You like and there isn’t a damn thing she can do about it.”

Andrea considered this then reached out and stroked Her fingertips up the bottom of faith’s foot, dragging Her nails over the skin. Faith gasped in surprise and tried to jerk her foot away. It went no where. Andrea grinned. “Oh I like this!” She turned to Paul, “What else have You got to play with?”

Paul laughed and pulled out faith’s bag of toys. The nipple clamps were set beside the bag. He pulled out items as He spoke, “We have a small vibrator; two different sized dildos; one strap on harness; a leather paddle; one of My belts; the clamps I just bought, of course; a candle and a holder; oh look! She brought that slim vibrating dildo too, good girl; lube and a gag. I don’t want to use the gag unless she gets mouthy. Which she won’t. Will you My slut?”

Faith shook her head frantically, “No my Master! Never.”

He slapped the inside of her thigh, making her gasp, “you are lying.”

“Yes Master! I mean no Master!”

“Well? Which is it? you are a mouthy whore or you are not. I am inclined to think you are mouthy. Perhaps We should use the gag after all.”

Faith whimpered, “Please Master, i am sorry! You are right, i can be a mouthy whore, but never again!”

Paul smiled. Then He slapped her one more time, making her gasp again and He chuckled, “Alright, We won’t use it today. Mostly because I would prefer your mouth be available.” He turned back to Andrea, “You may do anything You wish to her…taste her, spank her, tease her, punish her. But You may not mark her in any way that won’t fade within two hours. Am I clear?”

Andrea bristled for a moment. She opened Her mouth to retort in anger, then a thought occurred to Her. “You are leaving me with her?”

Paul smiled and stroked her face, “No, I’ll be watching from the door way. I will not interfere.” He left the room and came back before She even had a chance to move, setting a chair down. He stripped His pants off, kicking them towards the laundry basket. Then He sat down, hips at the edge of the chair and legs spread, hand on His cock.

Andrea looked towards the naked girl in Her bed. faith’s chest was heaving, nipples hard, cunt wet. Every few seconds she moved her head, trying to listen for Andrea’s next move.

Suddenly faith smiled.

“Mistress, may I speak?”

Andrea looked at Paul, Paul shrugged and mouthed, “Up to you.”

“Yes, slut, speak.”

Faith drew in a deep breath, “Mistress…I have waited for this day for a long time. Master and I discussed this many times. W/we wanted it to be perfect. I want it to be perfect. Never again will there be a first time for U/us. I am here for Your pleasure and no other reason. Use me, abuse me, allow me to please You, please!” faith stopped talking and sucked in another deep breath.

While she had been talking Andrea had moved from the end of the bed to stand at faith’s left side. Faith stopped breathing when she felt the bed dip as Andrea sat down. A soft cool hand stroked her hair, the bruise on her cheek from the angry slap earlier, her neck, her shoulder. Andrea’s hand traveled up faith’s arm and wandered over the cuffs and rope. She brought her hand back down and moved over the soft skin of faith’s chest. She circled the nipple of her left breast, then the right, without touched them. faith let her breath out slowly, quivering under this gentle assault. Andrea moved her hand over faith’s belly, tracing some of the stretch marks and surgery scars.

She whispered, barely loud enough to be heard, “your skin is so soft…” faith didn’t answer. Andrea’s hand moved over her cunt, though penetrating through the lips. Faith’s thighs shook. She moved Her hand down her legs. Faith moaned as Andrea continued Her slow exploration. That cool hand moved down her legs, stroked her feet then moved back up.

The bed moved again as Andrea stood. She moved to Her knees, pressing them against faith’s ribs. She laid both hands on faith’s body. She rested one on faith’s chest and with the other explored her face. She stroked cheekbones, outlined eyes beneath the blindfold, stroked her nose and finally slipped Her finger into faith’s mouth. Immediately faith licked the tip and sucked on the finger. She sucked it deep inside. Andrea gasped and pulled Her finger back. Faith whimpered but waited patiently. Andrea slowly slipped Her finger back over faith’s lips.

Faith flicked her tongue over the tip and heard a slight moan. Mentally she grinned, she knew that moan. She sucked on the finger. Rolled her tongue around it. she heard a new moan and knew she was pleasing Andrea.

Andrea pulled Her finger away again. This time She stuck it in Her own mouth and sucked on it briefly. She looked at Paul. He was grinning and stroking His cock. She had a thought but first She had some things of Her own to do. She leaned over and held Her face above faith’s, hesitating.

I’m being ridiculous! I’ve already kissed this woman and loved it. So why can’t I do it again? Yes I can! She lowered Her face and set Her lips gently on faith’s. Encouraged by faith’s moan She pressed harder, deepening the kiss. As faith’s tongue slipped out to brush Her lips Andrea felt Her own pussy dampen.

Oh dear God. Please make Her stop Master!

Please! Faith moaned helplessly. I’m going to cum, I can’t hold it in anymore! Hips wriggling, she tried desperately to pull her legs together. To squeeze them together to try to prevent the orgasm. When Andrea opened Her mouth and thrust Her tongue into her mouth faith lost it. Her hips bucked and her body arched as she came. She moaned and whimpered as she heard her Master chuckle. His voice caressed her ears even as He pronounced her punishment.

“Andrea, please get off the bed. She came without permission, long before I was planning on allowing her. She needs to be punished.” He stood and stepped to the foot of the bed. As Andrea moved to the wall to watch He untied the knots holding faith’s legs apart. As soon as one was free faith pressed it against the other.

“Please no Master! I swear I didn’t do it on purpose! I won’t do it again!” faith begged for mercy.

Paul locked her ankles together by slipped a padlock through the D-rings. Faith tried to curl her body up, only to have her ass slapped.

She quickly resumed lying flat on her back. “Master please! I didn’t mean to! Mistress’s mouth tasted so good that I just couldn’t help it. Please don’t punish me!”

“Light that candle please Andrea.” Paul spoke quietly as He untied faith’s arms and locked them together. Faith whimpered. He retied a knot through the d-rings leaving faith on her back, stretched out, unable to move. She tried anyway, twisting. He grabbed a nipple and pinched it. faith gasped, arching her back towards His pull. He applied the same pressure to the other one then dripped the candle’s wax on each one. He blew on them to harden the wax. Faith cried out in pain as the wax tightened her nipples.

Paul flipped her over and told her to pull her knees to her chest. Faith struggled to obey, whimpering the whole time. her ass was presented high in the air, soaked pussy spread wide. He slapped her ass once, leaving a red imprint.

Andrea gasped, assuming it was hard. Paul smiled at Her.

“Oh, it wasn’t that hard, she marks easily.” He turned His attention to faith. “Are you ready, slut? Do I need to remind you not to cum?”

faith whimpered, “Yes Master, no Master….please Master!”

Paul smiled grimly and picked up the belt. He gripped the buckle and wrapped a few inches around His hand. He snapped the leather, both women gasped. Andrea reached a hand out to stop Him, She wasn’t used to this, but decided against it. She wanted to see what would happen. Paul lifted the belt, sighed once then brought it down on faith’s ass. A long red stripe appeared. Four more stripes joined the first.

“What is the rule faith? It’s not that hard.”

Sobbing, mostly in anguish for having forced Him to do something He hated, faith answered quickly, “No cumming with out Your permission, Master.”

“Did I give that permission?”

“No Master.”

“Do not do it again.” Paul sat back down, leaving faith in that position.

Andrea moved around behind her and knelt on the end of the bed. She studied the welts. Her fingers moved over each one slowly, causing faith to gasp in surprise and pain. A small twitch deep in Her cunt surprised Her. Pain? Pain turned Her on? She pinched the welt, faith moaned in agony. Andrea felt that again, the start of deep arousal. Oh, my goodness, what an interesting development. Let’s see what she can take shall we?

She pinched the welts again and faith tried to wriggle away. Andrea glanced at Paul, He winked at Her. She smiled back and examined the toys. She picked up a flogger. She flung it through the air but got it tangled on Her wrist. She looked with inquiry at Paul.

“Slut, tell your Mistress how to use the flogger.”

Faith moaned quietly, groaned in dismay really but she was careful not to be heard. She thought. A smack on her ass told her otherwise. she gasped. “The flogger is best used after much practice Master.” Another smack.

“Yes slave, I know. She will get practice. On your ass.”

Faith moaned again, “Yes Master. May I demonstrate Mistress?”

Andrea nodded, then realized She couldn’t be seen given that faith was face down in the bed and blindfolded. She spoke the affirmative then untied faith’s hands. “you many not remove the blindfold.”

Faith rolled over and sat up, feet over the edge of the bed. “Please hand me the flogger Mistress and stand where i know You are. i do not wish to hit You.” she held her hands out and waited. It would be difficult to demonstrate with hands locked together but she would manage. Andrea handed her the flogger and she allowed it to lie across her hands as she smiled. The smile was full of love, affection and appeared to be bittersweet. It also earned her an angry bark to hurry from Paul.

Paul frowned fiercely. He hated where that flogger came from. That prick had hurt her badly, left then come back and tried again. This time with gifts. He allowed the flogger only because it was most useful and because faith liked it so much. But He would NOT allow that look!

What He didn’t know was that while the prick was skimming through her head most of the smile was about the times Paul had used it on her.

Faith started a little at the shout but flipped the flogger handle into her hand.

“Where are you standing Mistress?”

“To your right, just behind you.”

“Thank You Mistress.”

She hefted the weight of it and flicked it through the air. Andrea had to admit She was impressed with the sound as the leather moved through the air.

“To use the flogger properly One must hold it correctly and know where You are aiming. The landing can be deceptive if You are not used to it. Basically You must hold the handle this way.” She held her forearm parallel to the ground and held the flogger so that the ‘fingers’ draped over her hand. It sort of looked like she was holding an ice cream cone.

Faith tipped her hand to a 45 degree angle and the fingers slipped together, some of them covered her forearm. “The swing, Mistress, should feel natural, the flogger should be an extension of You. The flow should be natural. It should feel like it is Your hand that is hitting the flesh.” She swung a couple of times. “Do You see, Mistress? Come and stand before me, please.” She pulled Andrea until She was resting against her knees and placed the flogger into Her right hand. Faith grunted in frustration but knew better than to ask to be released. She managed to lay her arm against Andrea’s to demonstrate the swing. After an awkward attempt Andrea spoke up.

“For heaven’s sake Paul, release the girl so she can show Me properly.”

He unlocked the wrist cuffs and faith pressed against Andrea’s back to demonstrate the swing again. she slowly moved her Mistress through the motions a few times.

“Now Mistress, it is not a matter of how hard You hit…well, the strength of the swing does count, but You must find the right sound to Your ears. Then You will know You are doing it properly.” Faith hesitated. “practice makes perfect, Mistress. Please allow me to be the one You practice on.” Faith scooted back towards the middle of the bed and rolled over, terrified she’d roll right off the bed. She placed her face on the bed, one cheek against the covers, hoping her face was in the right direction.

Judging by the sound of the flogger moving through the air, she was. She pulled her knees beneath her, raising her ass in the air. She shuddered slightly. She spread her arms out, identifying the sides of the bed and moved over a couple of inches to get closer to Andrea.

She cleared her throat, “Now Mistress, once You are sure of the swing use the target I have presented for You.” faith’s voice almost cracked on the last word. Her feelings toward the flogger were of the love to hate variety.

“Of course I will slut.” Andrea flicked the flogger a couple of times more. Then She let if fly towards faith’s ass. The whistle of leather moving through the air alerted faith to how hard it was going to be and she tried to be ready. The flogger landed on her, making a satisfying CRACK! She jumped and bit her lip.

“Oh, that is nice!” Andrea smiled in pleasure.

She landed 3 more whacks in quick succession. Faith was moaning and wiggling, pressing her ass back towards Andrea, clearly begging for more. her ass was striped with varying shades of red. Andrea shifted and brought the flogger down. It hit faith in the tops of the thighs. She shrieked and jumped. Andrea pulled back for another swing. Some of the anger She felt at being cheated on for over a year was starting to come out.

Paul watched faith’s skin turning red and watched her carefully. He kept a half an eye on Andrea too but it was faith He was most concerned for. He knew she was disciplined enough to stay put for the spanking and she would never ask for it to stop but He knew the signs of her tolerance level being reached.