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Chapter Arrival

Jim

The end of the sailing season came in September and I was home in Texas. The phone rang and it was Ruth, “I would like to say thanks can you come visit me for a week?”

I said sure, thinking I would get to watch her make a movie or something. She asked if I could come right away and I said sure, what did I need to pack, and she said just some casual clothes and that I would be picked up in an hour. Did I golf? Bring your clubs was added. One hour later the Limo driver knocked on my door and delivered me to Addison Airport where a small Cessna Jet was waiting. I was alone in the eight-passenger cabin and the plane headed west. We landed in three hours and another limo took me through a very upscale community to a substantial gate, up a long drive and left me at the door to a grand mansion. I knocked on the door, and to my surprise, Amanda Wildefyre opened it. She was wearing casual clothes. I stammered hello as I had been expecting Ruth or, given the scale of the house, a Butler.

Amanda is my favorite dominatrix. She maintains Castle Diabolica in Minneapolis. The equipment list for the castle would run in to thousands of items. She has a fabulous wardrobe. The thing I have always enjoyed most about my time with her is the sense of pleasure and fun with which she approaches her work. She is very professional. In many sessions I don't think that I have ever been able to touch her other than a thank-you hug as I left.

She led me back to a small dining area where there was a buffet of light food and she invited me to “ eat a little while I tell you what's about to happen.” Ruth had contacted Amanda and asked her to construct a thank-you week for me. Amanda said she kept a complete file on her clients and had used it to do the planning. She did have several questions about interests that she had not explored. I was eager to say yes to several and no to only one. She assured me that everything we were about to do was voluntary for all participants and she was going to be there to manage it all. I was so thrilled with the prospect that I didn't even think to ask how Ruth knew of my past with Mistress Amanda.

I can't think of anything in the world that would be a bigger thank-you than a week organized by Mistress Amanda. It would be safe, sane, and work over my libido in ways that I couldn't guess. I had a moment's regret that I would not be seeing Ruth but it didn't last long.

With supper over she told me to strip and kneel. I have always obeyed her and did so again. She brought out a yoke, which went about my neck with extensions that kept my wrists out away from my body. These were locked on and she attached a leash to the front of my collar. A nurse in uniform and wearing a stern look appeared. She handed the leash to the nurse and said, “one more thing.” I was soon wearing a gag that filled my mouth but did not stretch my jaw and a small hole to breathe through. The nurse turned and I was following my leash. I was led to a large bath where I was seated and shaved. Shaved all over, no beard, no leg hair, no chest hair, no arm pit hair and no pubic hair. Yes, the gag came out briefly while she did my beard, but then right back in. Careful washing followed while I stood in a tub. The very last thing was an enema, which was administered with clinical precision.

Dry, she led me back to a large den where my collar was locked to a chain hanging in the middle of the room. I was feeling very exposed and wondering what would come next.

After about 10 minutes there came the magic click of high heels on a hardwood floor and I heard Mistress Amanda's laugh. “Well don't you look vulnerable – just what shall we do with you.” She came into view and had a cock bondage device in her hand. This she quickly applied. It strapped around the base of my cock and balls. Separate traps tightened around each ball and several thin straps squeezed the length of my dick. She showed me a long probe with a rounded cap ending in a ring. This she lubricated and then inserted the full 10 inches up my cock. It nearly reached to my prostrate. I could feel the firm rubber moving within. Then the cup fitted over the end of my dick and was fastened to the harness by small straps. My dick was now ridged with a nice stainless ring dangling at the end.

Next came a belt about the waist with several straps and buckles hanging down. A butt plug was inserted and pulled home with a strap down my crack that split to rise and attach to either side of the belt. Next she had me sit and fitted me in ankle high, high heeled boots. These were locked on and then connected by an 18-inch spreader bar. I was forced to stand and found that the boots fit well and were fairly comfortable. She worked for a while at my back and crotch. She came around in front and looked me over.

I had a chance to appreciate her outfit. Thigh high leather boots with stainless heels. Short tight leather skirt and leather halter that displayed her ample chest. She also had on stainless arm bands and a matching necklace. Her six-foot height was increased by the heels and left her towering over me. She carried a whip.

She picked up a remote and used it to demonstrate that she could shock my cock, each ball and butt plug independently or as a group. She also demonstrated power levels from light to spasm producing.

“Lets go have some fun”, she said as she moved the leash from neck to my cock ring and I was forced to follow her which gave me a great view of her thin waist, leather clad butt and flashing heels. It was a long walk to another wing of the house. We entered a heavy door and were in a very large, very well equipped bondage playroom.

She removed the gag and gave me time to relax my mouth. She also gave me a short drink from a straw.

“Lets get you ready to serve”, she said and indicated with her whip that I should kneel. The yoke came off and my arms were fitted into bondage mittens what were strapped at the wrist, elbow and upper arm. I could no longer bend my arms. A tight posture collar was fitted to my neck keeping my chin up and finally a hood was put over my head and firmly laced and buckled. My nose and mouth were not covered, but my vision was limited to down and in front of me.

There is a click of phone buttons and she tells someone that the slave is ready.

Ruth

The four of us are waiting in what actors call a green room. The costumes we wore helped us realize the roles we were about to play. The costume is stretching a bit, as my only required item is short boots and spurs. They have very high heels and the spurs are really long and mean looking. Amanda had shown us how the round wheels with spikes snap out so that we are left with the smooth metal projection. The visual effect and the actual spurring effect will be quite stunning. I am in a long robe that covers the rest of my costume. I was required to have a bare and close cut or nude pussy. I like the slick feel of nude so a quick touch up with bikini wax was all that was required. I could wear anything I wanted above the waist and I am in a sequined bra that I love, and feel special in. When I found the outfit back in my room I looked at myself from all directions in the mirrored dressing area and liked the look of power and seemed to flow from those fearsome boots.

Beth

I am ready and have trimmed my pubic hair to a soft almost velvet level. I have very dense fine hair down there and love to feel the velvet as I touch this intimate area. I am still very uncertain about doing this with such an old man but am assured that he is not fat and will be well hidden from my view. I am expecting another so-so session of oral sex as I am sure that I will writhe at the first real stimulation.

Jane

I am more elaborately dressed than the others and am told that I must wait for last.

The phone rings and Ruth heads out.

Jim

About five minutes later there was the click of another set of high heels but this time with a jingle. A fabulous pair of legs came into view wearing short boots with brass heels and matching brass spurs. A voice asked Amanda if the slave knew the commands. Amanda said that he should as he wrote them.

“Remember the ‘Tongue Owners Manual' well here's your first owner,” she chuckled, Failures will be dealt with by use of the electrical control plus the whip. Satisfaction guaranteed no need for money back.

“You will obey me completely slave”, the women before me said as she applied a whip to my back. I was ready to obey any command she gave.

I was forced to crawl to a padded spot where my legs were fixed to the floor from toe to knee. My arms were also fixed to the floor at my sides. She sat in front of me and I was looking at a beautiful shave pussy.

“Bury your face slave but don't use your tongue until commanded,” she ordered.

I did and she smelled sweet and fresh. I felt her whip brush my back and her legs wrap around my body, putting those heels and spurs in my flanks. She gave me a list of commands:

Open – part the outer pussy lips

Open inner- part the inner pussy lips

Surround- lick the area that surrounds the outer lips with long smooth strokes

Swirl – lick the area between the outer and inner lips with a broad circular motion

Extend – extend as far up the pussy as possible and lick

Flutter – lick the area of the inner lips

Pace – lick once on command – tap of whip, touch of heel, shock

Burst – lick three times - same prompt as pace

Touch- touch the clit – no licking

Hum – make a humming sound with you lips on the inner lips

Buzz – make a large motion with the lips pressed to the inner lips

Flick – lick the clit also used with pace and burst

Lock – suck and hold the clit with lips and try to flick its end with tongue

Stop – return to touching the clit without licking

Withdraw – remove your tongue

“Let's begin” she said and then began to use the commands. When I got something wrong she gave some sort of signal to Mistress Amanda and the electrical correction would follow. She used her whip and heels to pace my tongue. Her first orgasm didn't take long. Her second much longer and her third seemed to take forever with lots of encouragement from the whip and shocker. The plus side was that her cum juices were very tasty and excited me to greater efforts.

At last she was satisfied and had me kneel up. She got up and told Amanda that I was good enough to be used again and that I should be prepared for the next “more demanding user”.

Ruth

Wow that was fun. It was much better than a vibrator and the sense of power and control put something extra into the program, and the first time in two weeks didn't hurt any either. The commands were on a card where I could see them, it was like picking items from a very long and satisfying menu. I almost felt guilty that the last one took so long but it felt so good I couldn't stop.

Jim

I heard her heels as she left and Amanda changed my head bondage. I could not see at all and there was a buzzing in my ears. I learned that the next person had arrived as I was yanked up on my knees. Things went on near my head and I found that I was tightly attached to another pussy. This one had a slightly different scent and fine pubic hairs. Discipline indicated that I should start efforts with my tongue and she began to move her hips with some force. It took this one a long time to reach climax, but once she started she didn't stop. I was beginning to wonder if she would ever stop her orgasm as it went on forever as she thrashed her hips about and with the bondage, my head followed every move. I was able to get a firm lip lock on her extended clit. I continued to flick her clit and enjoy her tasty orgasmic fluids. She stopped suddenly and there was a long pause before I was released from her cunt. I had the impression that she was carried from the room.

Beth

Well it wasn't too bad as he was pretty well hidden. I wasn't sure what was on his head but when its function became clear as I did up the side zippers I had to admit there were real possibilities. I learned later it was a Paul C Leather Smother Panty. It was a set of leather side zip shorts with a leather bondage helmet attached so that the mouth of the slave is firmly attached right where it can do the most good. I laid back; relaxed and began to summon up my favorite mental images. I used my heels a little and Amanda was doing something and using her whip with modest strokes. This seemed very effective as the slave really went after me.

It takes a while to bring me to orgasm and I was thrusting my hips quite hard as I came. The leather kept him in place and at his work. As I began to really buck he sucked down and trapped my clit between his lips and flicked the end with his tongue. A deeper itch seemed to build and then explode. It finally faded and I was back to just a normal set of orgasmic spasms. Some time later things got dark and the next thing I knew a female doctor was bringing me around. They brought in a stretcher and rolled me out of the room. The doctor told me that it had probably been a vaginal orgasm. What ever it was I wanted it again and soon!

Jim

Amanda took off the head gear and offered me some water. Back went the original head piece and I was forced to present my tongue to which some object was attached. User number three arrived with clicking gold heels and spurs. When we began I noticed that is was easier with the device on my tongue as I did not have to project as far. It also became apparent from a clicking sound that she had some sort of piercing. I could not detect any pubic hair. She used the command list and had two orgasms before leaving.

I was hoping that was the last as my tongue was very tired. Amanda forced me to stand for the next one and moved something so that I could see. My next owner arrived in silver heels and spurs, a tight corset, bare breasts, a mean looking whip and a owl predator mask made of feathers. She looked me over told Amanda she doubted that I would be satisfactory, but would give it a try for the sake of her friend. She turned to Amanda and said “Pierce his nipples, give him a nose ring and we'll see what he can do.” My vision was totally cut off and Amanda did the piercing.

She let me scream from the pain when it hurt.

Amanda

I did put thin hypodermic needles through his nipples but took them right out and placed him in heavy-duty nipple clamps. The nose ring was also spring loaded and the contact area has two small points that make it feel like a piercing.

Jane

I did not know what was going to happen beyond that this was oral sex night. I was told that this was the fantasy of the slave so that I had some lines to read. When I read the “pierce” line it made me hot. I got a lot hotter as I watched and listened to the sounds as my orders were actually carried out.

Jim

I had a chain connected to my nipples and a ring with chain to my nose. I was forced back to the position and the owl mistress grabbed my nipple chain in one hand and the nose chain in the other and forced my head into her cunt. It was awash with juice. “Extend your tongue and touch my clit but don't move.” I tried and after several whip lashes and nose yanks found the tender bud.

Jane

If I had been hot before the next lines and events were like hydrogen fusion.

‘I brand all of my cunt lickers, Once so I know that you have served me and a second time if you have pleased me.'

I gave a nod and Amanda came up with a hot iron. And used it on his ass. He jumped and fought and I could feel his tongue jump with the pain as it touched my clit. That brought on my first orgasm.

Such fun! I gave him much more pain and the screaming was music as I tugged on the leashes and Amanda used her whip and the cock shocker.

Jim

When she was satisfied she told me to touch her clit again with my tongue and the hot iron bit my other ass cheek. I guess I passed her test. She left with a clicking of heels and a jingle of spurs.

Amanda had me kneel up and I was soon in my traveling bondage. I followed her to another wing of the house where my cock bondage came off and the butt plug was pulled out. I was blindfolded and my piercings were treated, I think, by someone other than Amanda. My brands were also treated and bandaged.

“Time for you to go to your kennel.” Amanda said as she applied paw booties a collar with short chains to each paw and a new cock lock. I was forced to crawl through a low bared door and my collar was chained to the far end with my feet to the door. I could lie on either side but had no way of reaching my cock to re-live those magic hours that I had just been through. There was a water tube, a food tube, and I was told that if I needed to pee to just go, as my cock bondage had a drain. I was asleep very quickly.