The Cabin Ch. 10

"Stop that! She said. "It's distracting. Get up."

He looked up puzzled.

"Go on, Get up."

He stood.

Now go to one of these women and kneel before her in worship."

Staring at the three couples gathered He looked first to Jen, then Tracy and then Deb. Music played softly in the background and candlelight served as the only light now in the room as the sun had fully set some time ago. The room was filled with erotic sights. The women's sensual outfits showing all kinds of skin, their aggressive attitudes having already sucked the cocks of men they had no claim to; the naked men next to each gagged and helpless; the ladies tipsy demeanor now obviously under the effect of the alcohol they've consumed sitting casually while stroking a cock, hard with anticipation.

He looked at each, but he had but one choice. Mistress Deborah and Jennifer were enticingly beautiful but they weren't even an option. There was only one choice. It was a choice he had already made last night. He thought he could resist; he thought he could remain faithful to only one but in her presence he was truly powerless to say no. He wanted her, actually needed her. He knew he didn't love her but he knew his place was beneath her where he could use his tongue to make her moan and after tasting her juices last night and suckling her breasts he became hers. She was all he wanted. Their eyes met and once more he fell to her control. Confidently he crossed the room, knelt before her and kissed her foot. Tracy sat cross legged with her submissive fondling one of her breasts. He didn't care. All he wanted was to worship her feet. He continued to kiss her foot and toes with as much passion as he would have kissed her pussy.

"Now stay there." He heard. "If the she chooses to part her legs I expect you to lick her pussy until you are pushed away."

He remained bowed hoping beyond hope that he would feel her leg move over his back and find its way to the floor. Until then, he reverently tended her toes, sucking and sinking his tongue between each.

All eyes watched Tracy but she remained still enjoying her submissive fondle her perfect tits.

She whispered in his ear. "If you think it is best for our marriage to have him suck my pussy twitch."

He nodded in understanding.

"He really will do anything for you! Jenny said breaking the silence. "Are you OK with him being with another woman? I can't imagine sending my Mark away"

Tracy raised her chin interested to hear Katie's answer. Her hand remained firmly around her subs little penis.

"If I wasn't I wouldn't have given him the opportunity."

Tracy relaxed, closing her eyes and resting her head once more against the soft cushion behind.

Deb questioned her about how much control was too much and Jenny tried to understand how obedience, control and love could all be meshed into one. Katie let them talk, not so much before she wanted to talk but to see if Tracy would invite him to worship more than just her foot.

After several minutes she continued, picking up where she stopped.

Tim twitched not once but several times. "Are you sure?" she cooed. Once more he responded. "Good boy," she kissed him long and deep while slowly lifting her leg and sliding it across the small of his back. Placing her foot on the floor she spread her legs wide while her tongue explored her subs mouth.

"..... obedience is a cornerstone of all femdom relationships," Katie continued....

Tracy sighed audibly, drawing the eyes of others once more to her. Holding tight to her submissives little cock she scooted forward presenting her pussy Katie's submissive who slowly rose with his tongue extended through the center of the gag. Tracy smiled. Katie smiled.

He pressed his face tight against her sex, orienting himself to her anatomy. He could feel the familiar protruding extension of her inner labia extending out between her labia but with the gag in place he could only lick and probe it using the tip of his tongue. Is ministrations were nothing like last night but it wasn't so much about the degree of physical pleasure he provided. Rather, she had killed two birds at once. Her sub agreed that another man pleasuring her was a wise choice and even better, Katie had so much as said she was giving her another sub in which to enjoy. Tracy lay back and relaxed. Her takeover plan was running way ahead of schedule.

"Mmmm," she moaned.

Tracy squeezed her submissive's cock. "I like this. Don't you?"

She felt his twitch in response and she squeezed it.

"Good. I might just add him to my harem."

He twitched several more times.

"Next to you of course. Next to you. I'm never getting rid of you."

Tim relaxed visibly knowing her love for him remained. He twitched again.

Whispering in his ear she cooed, "Here is a chance to embrace something I really like. I want you to watch him while you listen. Watch how a talented submissive takes care of my pussy. Don't take your eyes off of him. He has a fabulous tongue and a cock to die for."

"......Guys, tonight is obviously not a typical day. Yes, there may be days were you work for hours working on behalf of your dominant while she takes a day off doing something else, but you are not likely to have many evenings like you are now with so many beautiful dominants present and feeling so sexual."

The men nodded.

"But in a way, everyday will be like this. You will have more work to do at home. Many of you will become responsible for all of the house chores even while you hold down a fulltime job. Many of you will never see your spouse make a meal, put her hands in dishwater or do a load of laundry ever again. Whatever she decides will be your fate. I encourage you to embrace her decisions. All you do, everything, whether it's a two-hour dinner prep or a five minute change of the sheets, is an act of love you express. Femdom is about love and one way to express love is through your service. "

Remember, you are in a wife-led marriage. That very phrase should speak volumes. It is the wife who leads. Leaders don't spend their day doing menial tasks. They don't do the ordinary. Their time is spent for planning, preparing, thinking and playing. They order others rather than being ordered. You however now serve as their counterpart. You are the one responsible to do the mundane and menial. You will change diapers, cook meals, run errands, and serve as her personal servant. It is a high calling and one that I believe my sub explained when you were at the cabin.

Tracy squirmed. His tongue had found its mark and her juices flowed.

"I love the way this guy eats pussy," she whispered in her subs ear. "I could keep him here all night long."

Timmy twitched several more times.

She cooed and moaned. Pulling him close she guided his hand over to one of her breasts. "Play with my nipple – gently."

Katie soon finished and answered several questions. Standing she walked over to her submissive, grabbed him by his hair and extended his neck until their eyes met..

"Did you enjoy that?" she said in a tone loud enough for all to hear.

He nodded.

"I could tell you were. That's enough for now. Maybe next time you can beg one of the other ladies. Maybe they will oblige you."

Jen stood. "Let's lock them up can we?"

"You're an impatient little thing."

"I've been dying to do this, even though I've loved sucking on his cock," she said pointing to Rick.

"Yes, let's do this," Deb agreed.

"OK, girls the night is yours. Go for it. There is plenty of ice in the barrel in the sunroom if you need some help shrinking those soldiers down to size." she said amongst giggles and excited conversations.

Ten minutes later the ladies had their subs locked and proudly flaunted the key that hung between their beautiful breasts. Katie inspected each checking for fit. She had come up with the specific measurements based upon what the women had given her on yesterday morning. She paid a premium to have them constructed and rush-shipped. Seeing the submissives locked with a stainless steel retaining ring gripping the base of their cock and balls and having their penis pressed inside a steel cage stirred her desire for sex. She loved the look and could see that the other girls were equally satisfied with the outcome. Her subs' cock now sat comfortably compact in a 3" cage as was Deb's sub. The only difference was the added girth of Ken's cage to accommodate his thick rod. Katie selected a 2" cage to contain Marks subs 7" cock. Finally Tracy's submissive fit nicely in a 1" cage that was barely 7/8" in diameter. His nickel width cock actually looked quite attractive but when seeing the appliance on such a thick guy the Lilliputian appendage really looked like the miniature cock it indeed was.

Katie talked to everyone about the symbolical nature of the cage, that like a wedding band, it too served as a reminder of commitment and fidelity. She spoke of the importance of protocols such as bowing when serving wine, standing in present position, bowing before a woman's pussy, and adorning their body with a chastity appliance.

"Although this will be a private addition to your femdom relationship, I want to offer you a more public acknowledgement of your submission." She gave each woman a cable strand.

"This necklace is one recognized in femdom circles as a submissive collar. They take on many forms but collars that cannot be removed are a sign of one's ownership by another. You have pledged your ownership to the woman you've married and she can publically claim you by fitting this collar around you. "

Katie told the girls to remove the gags but kept the gag on her own submissive.

"He has already pledged his submission."

He looked at her pleadingly but Katie ignored him, directing her attention to her guests.

"I'd like each of you to take your sub over to one of the sofas and formally have them pledge their submission to you. You may seal it in any way you wish but I encourage you to secure a collar on him afterward. Hopefully that collar will never be removed.

Katie watched quite pleased at Jen and Debbie listen to their submissives make a pledge of obedience, submission, service and love. The ladies fixed collars around them and then had each man kneel and lick their pussy as a token of their thanks. Tracy also had her sub bow and pledge his obedience but rather than be treated to her pussy she instructed him to crawl to Ken and swallow both balls while arched back in complete hyperextension. Katie wondered what it was she was trying to signify – but then she understood.

"I wonder if he does," she thought.

Gathering the group once more, she said, "I think this is an appropriate time to mention my view of consequences. As I stated earlier, obedience, openness, and honesty are cornerstones to the love relationship that a femdom relationship is built upon. Of the three qualities, really only obedience should be the added core value as all relationships should be built on openness and honesty.

She led her submissive across the room to the odd looking 'vaulting' horse and had him stand behind it, facing the center of the room. The others looked at him oddly wondering what wrong he had committed.

"Bend over and lay on this," she commanded.

Walking over to the mantle she grabbed a pair of handcuffs and a spreader-bar that was hanging next to the harnesses. Clasping the cuff around one wrist she told him to let his arms hang and pulled them to the far side of the two vertical support posts, cuffing his hands together and immobilizing his upper body using a cable tie secured from cuffs to the base of the horse. Everyone became uncomfortably quiet as Katie methodically secured first his arms then his legs to the horse. With the aid of a spreader bar she kept them apart, using another tie to quickly secure the bar to the opposite end of the horse. When finished, he was helpless.

She stood and faced the others. "Sometimes being the dominant is not always fun. Leadership sometimes means discipline must be rendered. However, I am not the one who put him here. He did. Is infraction is being guilty of withholding information that he knew I would have wanted to know. If he had only told me he would not be here. What's done is done and now he must face the consequences. His punishment is not being able to join us while we partake of our fun. If any of you wish to enjoy him, you are welcome to do so. If he adds enjoyment to your night then so be it. My concern is that he cannot enjoy himself on this most significant of evenings. I expect a lesson will be learned and not repeated."

Katie ordered Mark to fetch her a glass of wine and something to eat. Sitting she motioned her guest to do the same.

"Ladies, I'm going to relax. Enjoy your submissive. You own him."

Deborah wasted no time in having Rick kneel. She explained how much she has missed sex and how she intended to turn a new corner with him by having sex with him in a new way.

"This is what you will be worshipping but you will be doing so with this." She pointed to his mouth.

"Not my cock? I thought..."
Raising her hand she silenced him. "A submissive never questions his Mistress. Now come and eat!"

He nestled his face deep between her thighs. Soon after she started to moan.

"Oh yes! Fuck me with your tongue. Oh my god, I am going to be putting you down her all the time."

Her words encouraged him and he slithered his tongue around her labia, inside her vagina and swallowed her wetness. A minute later she grabbed his head pulling him tight against her, rocking back and forth over his face before exploding in an impassioned wave of joy, power and ecstasy. Pushing him but an inch away she had him make love to her thighs with his mouth and when she was ready ordered him back into her nest once more, repeating the process again and again over the following hour.

Jen had put her submissive in the identical position but chose to stand, resting her back against the fireplace mantle and putting him in Tracy's 'command' position. She too raked her cunt over his face and nose until she detonated.

"Oooohhhh Godddd," she screamed. "Ohhhhh Godddd that f-f-feels good."

Her lust for him was at an all-time high as the events of the evening had slowly energized her desire to cum. His face served its purpose. Violently pushing and pulling is head in and around her sex she too came in another shudder of pleasure.

Sinking to the ground she relaxed, then dismissed him with a wave.

Crumpled in a heap on the cool tile of the fireplace hearth, she made eye-contact with Mistress Katie who smiled and blew her a kiss. Katie had been watching everyone while stretched out on the plush sofa. She nodded in Tracy's direction where Tim was on his back licking her ass. She was having some fun with breath play, sitting on his face while she faced his kiddie cock, all locked and secure.

Tracy called to Jenny saying, "He has to earn his way to my pussy. His tongue is so inept right now that my ass is all he is worthy of eating."

"He looks like he's doing a nice job."

"Not bad but he needs practice. If you want him just say the word. He needs all the practice I can give him."

Katie giggled, not so much at her offer but at her attitude in general. In some ways she was so fragile. Just this morning she broke down when she told of their financial struggles. At other times, she reflected, she can be the life of the party and so much fun, and at times like these she presents herself as the ultimate seductress using her body and power to mold men to her liking and thinking of them as nothing more than tools to pleasure her.

Tracy met Katie's gaze. "You can enjoy him too if you want. I mean, fair is fair."

"When you're through send him over I could use some attention."

Jenny fondled her cunt with one hand and pulled a breast free with the other, leaning down to lick her nipple. Looking up she realized she was directly under her dildo and harness. Reaching up she pulled it off the hook and put the shaft into her mouth.

Katie watched her lose herself in the thought of enjoying a man's cock. The rapidity with which she fucked her mouth increased as did her pussy play. Looking on the other side of the room Katie saw Jenny's submissive motionless on the sofa watching her. He made no expression.

"You do well to stay there and keep quiet," she said to Mark.

"Jenny," she called, interrupting her reverie. "That cock was made to be used on a man, not on you." Both of them smiled.

"I don't think I want to use it on him. Like I said, I don't want to hurt him."

With playfulness in her eyes Katie said, "Who said you need to use it on him?"

Looking around the room she spotted the submissive strapped to the horse. His head hung as the horse only spanned the distance from hips to his clavicles.

"Really?" Jenny said. "You really wouldn't mind?"

"Not at all. Just use lot's of lube. It's on the mantle and take it slow."

"I've never done this."

"There's got to be a first time and he needs to learn a lesson."

"It's a match made in heaven," chimed in Tracy who was still enjoying the tongue rimming and probing her arse.

Deb now had Rick pinned between her legs on the carpet. His head was locked in a vice while she moaned and cooed with delight. It appeared she was thoroughly enjoying this position. Whether or not he was didn't matter anymore. Hopefully he would learn to do so if he hadn't already. Yes, the life of a dominant really did have its perks.

"Go on. Have some fun." Katie encouraged. "You're a domme – and a friend."

"Damn if I won't"

Strapping on the harness she walked behind him unnoticed. Squeezing a liberal amount of lube on her fingers she swabbed it in and around his asshole. He jumped when he felt the cool gel.

"Looks like you are going to get involved with the party after all." Katie said watching him from across the room.

He looked at her in horror and then quickly scanned the room; looking to see who was behind him inserting first one, then two, and now three fingers in his ass.

Jenny took her time, slapping his ass often as she got into the mode of a dominatix. The fact that he was already turning purple only increased her delight. He tensed with each blow, revealing powerful spinal and scapular muscles, but the restraints held. He tried unsuccessfully to remain mute; even though Katie instructed him to stay quiet. Soon Jenny pressed the bulbous head of the modest dildo against him. Working it slowly, she pressed and retreated. Again and again she pushed, each time working the shaft a little further until finally she drove it home. Keeping the Tantus fully impaled she felt the subtle movements of his muscles tensing, relaxing and finally surrendering to the intruder. And then she fucked him.

Starting slow but soon quickening her pace she banged her hips into his ass again and again.

"Fuck him." Debbie said rocking her own hips into the face of the man between her legs. She lay on the carpet enjoying the feeling of his fatigued tongue play with her clit and watching her friend hammer away at his ass.

Ken endured her intrusion. He had no choice and, in fact, realized as soon as Katie had secured him what she intended. She had specifically arranged the room knowing he'd see the dongs from his vantage point. She was a master of 'possibilities' and loved to tease and taunt him in this way.

"It was just a matter of time," he thought and now that time had come. In truth the feeling was pleasurable although his helplessness as well as being made the centerpiece of the room removed much of that pleasure.

Suddenly Deb stood after having come a myriad times and harnessed her own dildo in place

"You're all sweaty girl. Take a break and let me try."

"Lube up!" She said beaming." I love this. It's quite a thrill to fuck a guys ass," she said slapping it again and watching him tense in pain. "Makes a woman realize just how powerful she has."