A slut, her mistress, and Lady Sapphire

I'm a bit hesitant to post this follow-up, because it's not typical, but....

 

Recap: In the first part, I told you how I met up with an old friend from high school unexpectedly at a “play party” and proceeded to dominate her. Now, I'll tell you what happened with her naughty little eavesdropping slut.

 

Part Two, Chapter 4:

 

Lady Sapphire gasped and panted, riding high on the fun the evening had provided up to this point. After bringing herself to a splendid orgasm, She began to plot how to punish Shelly's obnoxious, eavesdropping little bitch. Already the wretch had been forced to listen as her Mistress was beaten, punished, and humiliated. But now was time to put that uppity girl into her place. As Lady Sapphire was cementing her plans in her mind, there was a quiet knock. Lady Sapphire opened the door, and Shelly and her slut quietly re-entered the little room, both of them hanging their heads.

 

Lady Sapphire gently took Shelly's hand and tipped her chin up. “My dear, we have an important problem to fix. Your girl has behaved in a way that is most unflattering to you and your ability to keep her in line tonight. She must be corrected.”

 

The slut cowered against the wall as her Mistress listened to Lady Sapphire. The words seemed to give her permission to allow herself to become dominant once more, and her posture changed, beginning to radiate confidence and power once more. “Yes. My slut does require correction...” she agreed. “Claudia, present.”

 

The tiny, dark-haired, pixie-like slut crept toward her Mistress from the wall. She went down on her knees, spreading her legs wide, and leaned herself back so that her slut cunt was available for use. The girl was rather flexible and her shoulders were parallel to the ground. She began to rotate her shoulders so that her titties moved. Her hands were pressed against her flat tummy.

 

“This is her present pose. It's a good position to punish her in. Beat her titties, spank her pussy, whatever...”

 

Lady Sapphire looked at the girl in her slutty “present” pose. There were a number of possibilities there, indeed. Suppressing an urge to pinch and twist the girl's thick, dark nipples, Lady Sapphire turned to her old friend. “I was thinking, Mistress Michelle, that her punishment should be a little more... public.”

 

Mistress Michelle was a bit hesitant to do anything “public” with Lady Sapphire. She knew that all her friends had heard the visiting Domme dominate her, and she was afraid that Lady Sapphire would do so again in front of her friends, damaging her reputation in the community. However, she was also afraid to disobey her old friend. She didn't know why, but Lady Sapphire had an affect on her unlike any she'd ever known. So, reluctantly, Mistress Michelle ordered her slut to go to the “punishment suite”.

 

Generally speaking, there was a wait to use the punishment suite, as all the Dom/mes at the party wanted to subject their sluts and slaves to it. This time, however, there was a definite curiosity about this new Domme who had “broken” the steely Mistress Michelle. Therefore, the Master who was caning his girl quickly finished the task and skipped the hot wax treatment altogether. A fairly sizable group crowded into the suite.

 

“Mistress Michelle's bitch has behaved in an appalling fashion. She has humiliated her Mistress and is deserving of true punishment,” Lady Sapphire said loudly. The girl quivered, perhaps embarrassed that someone other than her Mistress was pointing out her misbehavior. Lady Sapphire ordered the slut to “present” and the girl did so immediately, though she had never been exposed in such a way in front of people before. The surrounding crowd whispered to one another. Mistress Michelle never let anyone else deal with her bitch. Strange, strange things were afoot, indeed.

 

Lady Sapphire did not pay attention to the whispers of the crowd. She did note that Mistress Michelle was waiting to follow her lead. Smiling, Lady Sapphire began the bitch's punishment. “Mistress Michelle, beat your slut's titties.” Someone in the crowd handed up a riding crop, and Mistress Michelle began the assault on her girl's brazenly exposed tits. The crop sliced down on the slut's breasts and bit into her aereola and thick, dark nipples. The slut moaned and writhed, crying out for mercy. Mistress Michelle beat her furiously, however, her embarrassment at her slut's presence at her own humiliation still fresh.

 

Lady Sapphire reached out and touched Mistress Michelle's arm. The blond woman stopped beating her slut immediately, and looked at Lady Sapphire for direction. “Time to punish that naughty cunt's naughty cunt,” Lady Sapphire instructed.

 

Mistress Michelle nodded and ordered her slut to spread her cunt lips. The slut did so at once, tears streaming down her face. Mistress Michelle used three alligator clamps on the bitch's surprisingly large clit. She then looked at Lady Sapphire, who nodded. Mistress Michelle began to spank her slut's exposed pussy with her hand. The slut wriggled, although it was clearly more from humiliation than from pain. Lady Sapphire found herself growing annoyed with the decidedly wimpy way Mistress Michelle spanked her girl's twat. “Use the crop, Shelly,” she growled. Mistress Michelle's eyes grew big and the crowd gasped a bit. Mistress Michelle took the crop in hand again and began to use it on the slut's cunt. Now the slut was crying out in pain, especially when the tip of the crop hit the clamps on her clit. She begged and pleaded for her Mistress to stop, but Mistress Michelle continued until Lady Sapphire told her to stop.

 

“Take those clamps off the bitch's clit,” Lady Sapphire ordered. Mistress Michelle obeyed without question, and the blood flowed back into the wicked girl's clit. She bucked and howled, twisting back and forth. She had never, never been so humiliated, and the worst of it was, her Mistress was doing this all at the orders of another woman! Her strong, capable, tough Mistress was like another slut with this stranger who had turned up out of no where. This strange woman had made the slut's Mistress eat her own slut out, like she was just another pussy-licking whore. She had spanked Mistress and she had made Mistress beg to cum. And now, she was directing Mistress how to punish Mistress's own slut. How was this all happening? And why was this slut so lowly that the stranger Queen would not even beat her herself? And then the girl realized, deep down inside, she wanted to be worthy of being punished directly by this strange Queen, this unknown Goddess who could turn even her strong, unbendable Mistress into a quivering, slavering slut.

 

Ah, but Lady Sapphire would not break her self-imposed “Look but don't touch” rule. After all, she was in a monogamous relationship with her male sub, whom she was going to marry in just a bit over 2 weeks. And she knew herself well enough to know that if she began beating her old friend's sexy little slut, things could get out of hand too quickly and too easily. And even a cold and cruel Domme can be in love with her fantastically obedient sub and choose to remain monogamous with him. But, of course, Michelle's slut did not know anything of Lady Sapphire's background, and just felt that she was being shown how worthless she really was by not being beaten directly by the Queen who was directing her punishment.

 

Lady Sapphire gazed down upon the beaten slut who had dishonored her Mistress by eavesdropping where she had no right. Her own boy would never do such a thing. He was very nearly always obedient, in private and public, and would never shame his Ma'am in such a way. Lady Sapphire was filled with disgust for the pathetic slut who was still in her “present” pose. “Give her to some obedient slutboy to fuck,” she ordered dismissively. Mistress Michelle looked aghast, and her slut looked up with large eyes, stammering her safeword over and over.

 

Lady Sapphire walked away, feeling suddenly very alone and far from home. Her boy would never have dishonored her like that slut had done to her Mistress. Lady Sapphire missed her sub and his obedience, the way he always asked permission for things, the way he followed her rules to the letter, the way he read her moods and always knew just how to honor and adore her in just the right way without her having to say a word to him. She felt sorry for Michelle, who had to separate her D/s desires from her everyday life. Lady Sapphire's boy Jim was part of her whole life, from the sitting around and watching tv in the evening part to the dressed up in leather and brandishing a paddle part, and all the myriad of things in between. The quiet, simple service at home, the way he needed her, their jokes and pet names just like any vanilla couple... it was, all around, a very happy and satisfying way to live.

 

Lady Sapphire decided that she wanted to leave the party and go call her Jim. She spoke briefly with Michelle, and left. Later, she learned from Michelle that by leaving as she had, she had cemented her “bizarre mystique” with the rest of the guests at the party. She had also given Michelle much to think about, and they e-mailed frequently after their unexpected encounter at the party. Michelle, and surprisingly, her slut as well, attended Lady Sapphire's wedding a couple weeks later. As to what any future encounters would entail, well... Lady Sapphire has many gifts, but foretelling the future is not one of them.

 

Thus ends a tale of truth mixed with fiction. And now you know Lady Sapphire much better than you did before. I know the ending isn't what you were probably hoping for, but sometimes reality can not be drained away in search of a better ending. I should probably try sticking to pure fiction. lol.