Previously published as: “Kristie’s Fantasy Birthday Auction”
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SUMMARY:
Mike fulfills a sex fantasy of his wife each year for her birthday. The year in which this story takes place, he decides to make her fantasy of being sold as a sex slave at auction become reality for a weekend. With the help of a couple friends ten individuals who are strangers to Mike and Kristie are found to participate as bidders at the auction. As the story unfolds Kristie is sold on the auction block to a total stranger to be used as his sex slave for the entire weekend. As fantasy becomes reality, both husband and wife have concerns how the fantasy will end. Will their perfect marriage be destroyed as a result?
All activities described in this story are between consenting adults except for a brief rape scene in Chapter 36. All events, places and things described are FICTIONAL and purely fantasy.
If a brief rape scene offends you, please do not read this story, or skip over Chapter 36 in part 8. If any of the following story codes are offensive to you, please avoid this story (M+/F+, M/F+, FF, Consensual Slavery, Mdom/Fsub, Fdom/Fsub, Incest (bro/sis), Incest (mother/daughter), rape (chapter 36).
ATTENTION: This is a rather long multi-part story (over 100k words in 9 parts). I hope you like the story, but if you are not into long novel length stories, or are not willing to read from Part One through Nine, you are not going to like this story. This story flows from one part directly into the next with no recap of what happened in previous parts. Part one contains very little sex, but is important to help understand the flow of the story. This story is told from the perspective of various characters. The character perspective changes, when they do occur, take place at the chapter breaks.
Hopefully you have read the previous parts and enjoy the story as it continues�
It was fun looking around the house. Expensive paintings hung from the walls all over the house. I am no art expert but I knew many of these were works of the master artists. I also found sculptures.
As I was looking at some paintings I looked up to see a woman approaching. I knew we had not met. I had almost forgotten about my nudity, but instantly became aware it as this very attractive lady approached. It was obvious she was planning to talk to me. She walked up to me and looked me in the eye. She did not stare at my nudity like most people, but rather extended her hand and said, �You must be my brother�s friend, or should I say sex slave?� She smiled as I shook her hand. �I do apologize for being a bitch. I really think what you two are doing sounds like a lot of fun. I do not judge you at all. If you did not realize it, Simon is my brother and my name is Elizabeth. Most people call me Liz. Who knows what Simon will have you calling me.�
�I am very pleased to meet you ma�am. I believe I am expected to call you Mistress Elizabeth.�
�I kind of like that, but unless you just want to call me that, I prefer Elizabeth or Liz, as long as Simon is not around. I must ask you something or confirm what I have heard. You are doing this of your own free will and you and my brother are what they might call, consenting adults?�
�Yes ma�am, that is correct. It may not seem like it, but I am very submissive and in this fantasy we are living he owns me. I do have a safe word I can use if things get out of hand, but if I use it, the fantasy ends immediately.�
�Do you mind telling me what that word is?�
�Not at all ma�am. The word red stops the fantasy. I can also use Yellow which will slow the intensity, but keep the fantasy alive and Pause will put the fantasy on hold and allow us to talk about something that could become a problem or something like that. So you see, unless I use the safe words, I am Master�s property to use anyway he likes. There are some rules he and my husband agreed upon, but that is basically it.�
�I think I see. I am not a prude by any stretch of the imagination. I feel like two adults should be able to do whatever they like and to hell with what society thinks. If we get to know each other better you will learn things about me that are likely to shock you.�
�I doubt that ma�am, but I am very pleased to meet you.�
�Have you met my brother Eric?�
�Yes I met when we arrived here from the hotel.�
�I will leave you to look around, and am looking forward to the party this evening. Enjoy yourself.�
�Thank you ma�am.� Elizabeth walked back in the direction she had come from. I continued to walk around the house. The house was huge. I had no idea how one man could live in such a large house all by himself. Granted there was Mary, but he had not wife or children. Elizabeth and Eric apparently did not live here, but it appeared they must spend a lot of time here. I heard a noise behind me and was startled when I turned and saw Eric was just a few feet from me.
�Well there you are. Hello Erica I wondered what my brother had done with you. I see he is not permitting you to wear clothing. Not that I object, after all you don�t hurt my eyes at all. I could look at you all day long, day after day.�
�Thank you sir. I was just looking at all the art.�
�Yea, Simon is a collector of lots of old oil and canvas. I have an idea. I would like to show you my bedroom. It is just this way.� He started to walk in the direction he had indicated was where his room was located.
�Master Eric, I don�t think that is a good idea.�
�I thought you are a sex slave. I want to use you. Are you saying no?�
�No sir, you may touch me anywhere you like or tell me to touch you. If you would like Master said you can use my mouth to pleasure yourself, but he said you can�t use my pussy or my bottom.�
�I think he said I can use your cunt or ass. If you don�t tell him, he will never know. I am certainly not going to tell him. Let�s go to my room and he will not see us.�
�Master Eric, I am not supposed to do that.�
�Cunt, I am your Master�s brother and I am going to fuck that cunt of yours!�
I was scared he was going to force himself on me. There was nobody around and if I screamed I did not know if anyone would even hear me. �Master Eric, I would like to taste your cum, if you would allow me the pleasure. You can even fuck my face if you would like.�
�I said I want to fuck your cunt. I might even use your ass.�
�Master Eric, if you want to, I will not stop you, but I will have to make Master Simon aware of what happened.�
�You stupid bitch. FINE, get on our knees and show me how good you are at swallowing cum.�
I sank immediately to my knees and lowered his pants. His cock was already hard as I took him into my mouth. I worked my tongue all around his cock and was taking him deep into my mouth.
�Bitch, put your hands behind your back and make sure they stay there.�
I like an aggressive man and this man had not hurt me, but I was concerned that he was mad he could not fuck me. Master had said no, and I had to obey the rules he had established. I even heard him tell his brother the rules. I could tell Eric was very aroused and likely would not last very long. With my hands behind my back I felt his hands on each side of my head. I knew what this meant. He was going to set the speed and depth his cock penetrated into my mouth and throat. I did not mind this and am good at taking a cock deep into my throat. The only thing is I usually have to work up to it slowly. It did not appear that Eric was going to allow me time to do this.
He pulled my head forward and after about three or four times he was in my throat. He pulled me tight against his groan holding me there. I was using my tongue on his scrotum and was desperate for air. Finally he pulled me partially off his cock and without giving me much time thrust his cock back into my throat and again held me tight. As he held me he was bucking into my face attempting to get deeper. I tried to give his scrotum stimulation from my tongue then he released me again, for an all too brief recovery prior to thrusting again deep into me and holding me. This continued as I lost count of how many times he entered my throat. I could tell he was getting close and began moaning around his cock and anything I could think of to stimulate him. He finally pulled me tight against him and held me there at I could feel his cock pulsating against my tongue as he was pumping his semen directly into my throat. I never even tasted his cum. I felt I was going to pass out when he released me and I fell to the floor gasping for air. He did not even try to catch me and stop me from falling hard against the floor.
As I lay on the floor I was trying to full my lungs with air as I watched him. He was looking at me on the floor and said, �Next time cunt, when I tell you I want to fuck you better think twice about refusing to take my cock.�
I watched him walk away and lay there on the floor for a while longer attempting to regain my composure. I heard footsteps and saw it was Elizabeth again. She hurried to me and asked, �Are you okay? What just happened?�
�It is okay Mistress, I was just pleasing your brother. I am okay, honest.�
�Which brother, Simon?�
I shook my head letting her know it was not Master.
�That son-of-a-bitch, this has to stop! I am going to talk to Simon.�
�No Mistress. It is okay. I like aggressive men. He was just a little more aggressive than I am accustomed to.�
�Honestly honey, this is not right. I need to let Simon know what happened.�
�No please don�t. It is okay, really.�
�Okay, if that is how you want it, but I am going to be watching.�
I recovered and then decided to get out of the house. I did want to feel the sun on my body. It was a beautiful day and I knew this might be the only time I would be able to look around. As I walked to the door, I thought about Mistress Elizabeth and her desire to protect me. It made me feel just a little safer knowing she was watching out for me.
As I thought the sun felt so good on my skin. The house looked even larger now than it had when we arrived earlier this morning. I had to take my shoes off and carry them. The skinny heels were not made for soft earth. I saw the stables and saw a large black man working at a blacksmith anvil. I don�t think he saw me. I wandered aimlessly around the property.
Being naked outdoors at Master�s estate was so nice. The sun was warm and felt good on my skin. I wish I had time to get an all over tan. This would be the perfect place to do it, if I could keep Master�s cock out of me long enough. I smiled at that thought.
I love being naked and outdoors, but in the city it is not permissible to walk around naked with all the neighbors in close proximity. Living outside the city with lots of land definitely had advantages. Maybe I could talk Mike into getting a small place with some land. Nothing as large or expensive as this, but something that would give us some privacy. Mike and I had enjoyed some nude beaches, but it was not the same as here where you could just walk around without caring who saw you. I found out everyone here had been told in advance to expect seeing a naked woman on the property. Kristie realized everyone thought she was very attractive.
She was proud of her body and worked hard keeping it in shape, so what was the harm in letting some of her Master�s friends and employees see what both he and she were so proud of. She even liked the touches that under any other circumstances would have been rude and inappropriate. As it was now, intimate touching without first asking her permission was expected. Asking her permission to touch her body would have been admonished and would have been seen as rude to her Master. After all, she was to be treated as her Master�s slave and her body was not something to which she could neither allow access to nor withhold access from. Permission to touch and use her was something only her Master had the right to give. Asking her for permission would be seen as ignoring her Master�s right to grant permission to use her.
As strange as this may sound to someone else, it seemed perfectly appropriate to Kristie. She freely gave herself to her Master and with that his decision for her. She enjoyed his total control over her.
When I reached the hard paved sidewalk I strapped my shoes back on my feet. Like most women�s shoes they were not designed for comfort, but rather to get the attention of men. I have to admit my feet look damn sexy in these shoes.
I walked back up the steps and opened the entry door. I didn�t see anyone there to meet me, nor did I expect anyone. I climbed the stairway to the second level and proceeded down the hall to the master bedroom. Entering I found Mary straightening things. She saw me, and said, �It is about time dear. We need to get you ready for the party this evening.�
�Do you know what the party will be like?�
�Yes dear I do, but I am not at liberty to disclose the details to you. I can tell you everyone is to meet in the main hall and when all are assembled you will make your entrance. You will be introduced to the guests and everyone will go to the formal dining room for dinner. After dessert everyone will retire to the theater. There you will share the responsibility of entertaining the guests. From that point I am not sure what Mr. Simon�s plans are, but I am confident everyone will enjoy themselves, except maybe for you.� She smiled at this last statement.
�Mistress, whatever makes Master happy, will please me.�
�That attitude, my dear, is what makes you so beautiful and irresistible. I am pleased to see how Mr. Simon is smitten with you. Even though his passion, when he uses you, does often cause you intense pain, he adores you for your willingness to endure this pain. You selfless devotion to give him maximum pleasure, regardless of your pleasure, is what makes you so remarkable.�
Again this may sound strange, but it filled me with pride. �Thank you Mistress.�
Mary smiled as she ushered me into the bathroom again. We went through the same procedures as before, including the unnecessary extra enemas. I tried to explain to her that nobody had used my ass since the last enemas. She smiled and said, �That is okay dear. I like making sure you are clean. We need to make sure you are well lubricated so you will be ready if anyone decides to use your ass.�
�Anyone? Are you saying there be more than just my Master using me tonight?�
�That I do not know, but you are the guest of honor and Mr. Simon is a good host. A good host normally offers his best cigars and liquor to guests to show his hospitality. Would it not make sense he would offer the use of his sex slave to his guests for their enjoyment?�
�Yes, I guess you are right. It is just that I like being used by him and also by you, Mistress.�
�Okay, we need to make sure the skin of Mr. Simon�s slave is very smooth. The gentlemen like the feel of silky soft flesh.�
As she touched me, I could see it in her face that she liked what she felt. Although she would probably not admit it, I could see her lustful desire to do more. �It appears your legs, cunt and ass have been waxed. You are incredibly silky smooth. I know everyone will appreciate your attention to the details. Waxing prevents nicks and cuts to the skin of Master�s property. Very nice indeed. I only wish I had longer to enjoy the feel of your flesh.�
Because I had my waxing just before Mike drove me to the auction, and I had a fresh manicure/pedicure, there was very little to do other than wash up and apply some cologne. The manicure made my nails look perfect and the pedicure really made my feet look sexy in my pumps. I thought the light pink color I had the manicurist apply to my fingers and toes was subtle and very sexy. Just as I was finishing up, Mistress asked, �Are you about ready. Everyone has arrived and they are awaiting your entry?�
�Yes Mistress. I just need to put my shoes on and have you lubricate me.�
�Oh, yes. I almost forgot to tell you, Mr. Simon has some special plans for this evening. Lubricating your ass would interfere with those plans. I am sorry, but you have to take the plug without the benefit of the commercial lubricant. You can however apply your saliva to the plug to ease it in. That will help, but it is still going to be painful.
�Thank you Mistress. I don�t want to ruin any plans Master has this evening. I do appreciate you allowing me to use my saliva to help get it in me.�
I saw her go back to the cabinet and retrieve something. I looked and saw what looked like party streamers. Returning she said, �Here it is, we don�t have much time, so get busy and I will install it in you. Here baby, this will be cute.� I looked at the plug which had colorful ribbons attached to the base. I quickly spit on it, but I was so nervous, my mouth was dry. Seeing my problem, Mistress took the plug and said, �I am sorry, we don�t have time for this.� She spit on the plug and smeared it over the surface of the hard plastic intruder. Then without any previous stretching of my hole, she shoved a huge plug into my ass. I almost screamed at the painful intrusion. I could feel the ribbons attached to the base of the plug dangling against the back of my legs. It was like the tail of a pony, but instead of hair, it was made of colorful ribbon streamers. It considered how ridiculous I looked and thought to myself is there any way they can humiliate me more?
�Come, come, we need to hurry.�
Leading me down the hall Mary was quietly giving me instructions. �You will descend the stairway alone. I will be along shortly, but you must make the entry by yourself. Do as you have done before and allow yourself to go with the flow. Remember, whatever a guest requests is your task to perform regardless of how crazy it sounds. If the task would seriously injure you Mr. Simon will be close by to intervene. If not interrupted by Mr. Simon, you are to do as instructed. I know you will make Mr. Simon proud.�
We were now at the top of the stairs and Mary gave my ass a loving squeeze and a little nudge to start me down the stairs. After just a few steps I could see the guests waiting at the bottom of the staircase. The men were in formal wear and the ladies were in beautiful dresses with very short skirts. I recognized Eric and Elizabeth standing together and my Master in front of the group. There was only one other couple and I did not know who they were, but was confident I would learn who there were very soon.
As I reached the last step Master took my hand in his as if I was dressed in a formal gown like the other women, but I was not. Here they were dressed so elegant and I was naked except for my leather collar and the stiletto pumps I was wearing. I also had a large plug lodged deep in my ass with streamers flowing behind me. I have never felt so naked in my life. It reminded me of the auction that seemed so long ago, but was only the previous evening. As Master took my hand in his, he turned to his four guests and said, �Ladies and gentlemen, let me present to you Erica. She is quite beautiful and is the sex slave I told you I purchased at auction.�
It sounded ridiculous, to introduce someone in a setting such as this as your sex slave, but they all applauded and acted like it was all perfectly normal for a naked woman to be the guest of honor with everyone else dressed in formal attire.
�Erica, I believe you have met my sister Elizabeth.�
Not knowing how to answer him in front of these strangers I answered, �Yes, sir we have met.�
Looking at me he asked in a serious tone, �Excuse me? What did you say?�
I knew I had screwed up, but what had I done wrong. Thinking I said, �Yes, Master, I have met your sister.�
Smiling he said, �Much better.�
Still holding my hand, he turned me to the other lady present and said, �This is Lisa, she is the wife of my lifelong friend and confidant Harry Smelling.
I did a little curtsey and said, �Good evening Mistress. It is so nice to meet my Master�s friends.�
�Dear, I have been looking forward to this since early this morning when I learned your Master had purchased himself a beautiful sex slave at an auction. How exciting!�
Turning to Mr. Smelling Master said, �My dear I want you to meet my closest friend. We have shared everything together and it only makes sense we share this memorable evening together. This my dear is Mr. Harry Smelling. Harry this is without question the best piece of ass I have ever had in my life. You have no idea how good your cock will feel in her.�
I could not believe he had said that. I heard his wife giggle as well as Elizabeth. Mr. Smelling just grinned like he was wondering how long he was going to have to wait before he got a piece of my ass. I realized my body would be accommodating his cock and I was also wondering how long before I felt him in me. Would his wife be watching? Worse yet, is it possible everyone would be watching as he used his cock in me?
�Erica, is it?� I nodded my head. I am certain you have heard this a million times, but you are a very attractive girl. You have no idea how envious I am of Simon. You are the prettiest thing I have ever seen perched on sexy little female feet, that is if you don�t count my lovely wife.�
I heard Mrs. Smelling quietly mutter �Nice save ole boy.� Everyone laughed.
Master continued the introductions. �And I know you have met Eric, my brother, from this morning.�
�Yes Master.�
�Oh, I almost forgot, we have one more guest I must introduce, but she is one who really needs no introduction.� He looked up the stairs and descending the steps was Mary in a French Maid uniform unlike the one I had seen her wearing earlier. This one was much sexier and showed her to be a very sexy lady. �Mary please join us as we all admire my new property.�
�Thank you sir, I am honored to do so.�
Master then spoke. �Now that all the introductions are out of the way, let us proceed into the dining room and enjoy the gourmet meal Mary has expertly prepared for us.�
Upon entering the dining room something seemed strange. There were seven of us, but only five place settings. I figured Mary would be serving so that accounted for one of the missing place settings, but how about the other one? There was little doubt in my mind the missing place setting was mine. Was I to sit on the floor next to Master as I had done in the hotel suite? That would not be so bad, I thought. I was soon to learn there were different plans for me during the meal.
I heard Mater say, �Please everyone take a seat. Erica, over here by me please.� Holding my hand and looking at the guests I heard him say, �As you know Erica is going to entertain us later this evening, but before that she will also be doing some special entertaining of which she has a special natural ability.� Looking at me and placing a finger beneath my chin to lift my eyes to meet his, �Dear, you will please my guests with your mouth as they enjoy Mary�s delicious meal. Please start with my friend Mr. Smelling and once you have swallowed his seed move next to Mrs. Smelling and proceed on around the table until my four guests have been satisfied. If you have finished before we have finished our dessert, come out from under the table and provide us with a display of my slave�s beautiful body.
�Yes Master.� I stood at the end of the table until Mary had served the first course. Master looked at me and nodded his head indicating I should begin.
I knelt to the floor and disappeared under the table, as everyone watched. Fortunately it was a large table and there was plenty room to move around in. I crawled over to Mr. Smelling and unzipped his pants. He did not say a word, but I did feel his hand on the back of my head as I took him into my mouth. He was excited and they were about half way through the salad when I got my first serving of the evening. His cum had a mild salty flavor, but was also slightly sweet. I wondered if he was diabetic. I had tasted this sweetness before from men in our swingers club who were diabetic. He patted my head as if to thank me. I kissed the head of his cock before placing it back in his pants and zipping him up. I moved on to Mrs. Smelling. She really was a good looking woman. She was very lean and trim. I placed my hands on her knees and gently spread her legs. I had to smile to myself when I saw she came prepared. She was not wearing panties.
Diving right in I attacked her clit sucking it between my lips. I heard her gasp and say, �Ohhhhh, my Simon. This dinner is fantastic!� Everyone laughed, knowing exactly what she was referring to. I worked her clit with all my expert clit sucking experience. Women have a much different taste than men. In my opinion it is not better or worse, just different. I do enjoy the taste of pussy. I heard her gasp again and was flooded with a copious amount of her juices as they flowed freely from her. I was not able to catch all of her secretions in my mouth. When women cum it is harder to catch than when a man ejaculates. I got all I could and licked her seat and thighs clean, before moving on to Eric.
Eric had already unzipped his pants and his cock was hard and protruding through his fly. I did catch a brief glimpse and thought I saw Elizabeth�s hand in Eric�s lap, but could not be sure. Eric�s cock was familiar from earlier when he fucked my throat. I could not see how he would be able to do that at the dinner table, but was still determined to bring him off with a bang.
It was not surprising to feel Eric�s hand on my head pulling himself deeper in my mouth trying to insert his cock directly into my throat. I was determined to finish with him quickly using every trick I had ever learned to make a man cum. Eventually I felt both of his hands pulling me into his lap. I decided to not fight him and let him use me the way he wanted, which would likely make him cum faster and solve both of our problems. He did cum and I was surprised how much cum he had built up after cumming just a couple of hours earlier.
The last for me to pleasure was Elizabeth. I was hopeful she would be as enjoyable as Mrs. Smelling. Elizabeth felt me settle between her legs and opened her legs giving me access. Like Mrs. Smelling, Elizabeth was not wearing panties either. Evidently both women were anxious for my attention.
Just as I had done with Mrs. Smelling, I went straight for her clit. I was determined to make a friend of this woman I was almost certain was the mother of my husband�s secretary. If she was Erica�s mother, her daughter was not only desired by Mike, but I also wanted that sweet young thing to play with. If her mother did not like me, my chances were likely to be threatened. I stuck my tongue up in her as far as I could reach from my uncomfortable position. Elizabeth surprised me when she scooted forward on her chair sitting on the front edge of the chair. This gave me fantastic access and I was even able to lick her asshole, which brought a shudder form her each time my tongue touched her little pucker hole. I knew I was making points and I was giving her my best effort. When I sensed her about to cum, I opened my mouth and covered her cunt. When she let loose I thought I was going to drown from all the juice she gave me. I happily drank it down and then stayed between her legs licking her clean and then very lightly licking clean her thighs and clit. I thought I would give it a try and see if she would cum for me a second time, but she moved back on her chair. She did reach down and give my left tit a firm squeeze as if to say �thank you.� I was overjoyed at her touch and her tenderness squeezing my breast. I crawled out from under the table and stood in the spot Master indicated facing the dinner table guests with my hands behind my back. I saw everyone look at me from time to time as they finished their dessert.
Mrs. Smelling was the first of the group to speak directly about me. She was talking to Master when she said, �Simon, I have no idea what you paid for this little slave of yours, but whatever it was, she is worth every penny.�
�Thanks Lisa. I assure you she was not inexpensive, but I would have gladly paid double the amount. In fact I would have paid 100 times the amount spent if it would have been possible for me to have really bought her and owned her as my permanent property. I fear if I really owned her my life expectancy would be much shorter. She would have given me a heart attack from all the sexual pleasure I would have received using her.�
�Most women do not know what it takes to really please a man. This is the first female I have been with who knows exactly how a man feels and how a man wants his woman to think and feel. As you all know she is mine until tomorrow evening. I intend to keep her as mine until the very last second, when the agreement at the auction was for her to be returned to her husband. I am sure we can all agree he is one very lucky man to have a piece of ass like this to come home to every night. I don�t mean that in a derogatory way, she is a woman and lady first, but I can tell you from the brief time I have owned her I have learned that in every man�s dreams this is the ultimate piece of ass for a man to put his cock in.�
They applauded and I felt a strange sense of pride being spoken of like just a set of perfect holes to stick a cock in. I knew I should probably be offended, but under the circumstances, I could not have been more proud of myself and my ability to satisfy my Master.
�I hate to throw a wet blanket on the evening, but we have some unpleasant business to take care of. Earlier today Erica violated two rules. She is aware of these violations and knows she must be disciplined. This discipline, while painful, is necessary to teach her to be a better slave and not repeat these errors.�
�Slave, tell my guests your first disobedient action from this morning and why you are being punished.�
�Master, slave�s first disobedient act was to cum without first receiving her Master�s permission. Master� slave asked for permission to cum, but was denied each time. Slave was self-centered and was thinking of her own pleasure rather than the pleasure her Master was receiving as he used the body of his property. For this disobedient act Master�s slave is to be punished.�
�Very good. There was a second disobedient act. Please tell my guests of this violation of the rules and why you are to be punished.�
�Master�s slave was told she could not speak without permission. Master�s slave was overcome with anxiety thinking someone was about to rape her and cause her harm. It was this unreasonable fear slave spoke without permission seeking her Master�s comforting reassurance. Slave knew her Master would not allow his property to be damaged or harmed and his slave should have known he would protect that which was his. For this transgression, slave�s body is to receive corrective discipline.�
�In a few minutes we will retire to the theater where Erica will entertain us. Her discipline will be administered in two parts. The first will be administered here and the second part will be administered in the theater. After her discipline has been administered, she will entertain us in the theater. We will begin the first phase of punishment now. Slave, stand next to me and bend over at the waist allowing Elizabeth to secure your hands with her own.�
I moved and did as Master commanded. �This morning after the lapse in her ability to follow the rules, I prepared a surprise for her. Have any of you heard of Figging?�
I had no idea what figging was and apparently neither did anyone else. �Tonight we are going to observe our little slave experience an ancient punishment dating all the way back to ancient Greece. Historically this punishment was reserved for women, but today it is practiced on both men and women. We first start with a hand of Ginger. I skinned a root this afternoon. I then carved it into the shape of a human penis. Removing the skin allows the oils of the ginger, otherwise protected, to be exposed. The secret of the punishment lies in these oils. With a female subject, the penis shaped root can be inserted in either the vagina or the ass. For the first few minutes the oil will begin to do its magic by, shall we say, heating things up. After about three or four minutes the oils of the root will be causing an intense burning in the orifice into which it was inserted. The victim can�t help but to clamp down on the ginger with the muscles of the vagina or anus. This squeezing of the muscles causes additional oils to be forced from the plant and onto the skin causing increasing burning. The intensity of the effect will build and then start to taper off after about 30 minutes. If desired the root can be replaced by a second root to continue the punishment. Since none of us have seen this punishment before, I think this will be an educational experience for all of us, including my cute little slave.�
�As you were able to see my little slave is wearing a plug in her ass this evening. Unfortunately it was necessary to install her plug without the use of lubrication. Normally I would afford her the comfort of some lubrication, but the lubrication would have blocked the effects of the oils in the ginger. It is for this reason she had to endure the painful insertion of her pretty plug without lubrication in order that we could learn about frigging and enjoy her demonstration for us of the effects of the ginger.�
As I stood here bent at the waist with my ass pointing to the guests, Elizabeth was holding my hands together behind my back preventing me from toughing myself. I heard Master call into the kitchen, �Mary, please bring me the ginger root we prepared earlier today.�
My mind was spinning. Based on what he had just said, how was I going to be able to endure this? I looked into Elizabeth�s eyes as she shushed me and tried to comfort me saying, �Just relax, it will be okay. You can do this.� I felt her other hand stroking my ass tenderly, apparently trying to calm me. It was not working very well.
I heard Mary coming from behind me and turned to look. I heard Master say, �Turn back around slave!� I was startled but did as he said. Again looking into the friendly face of Elizabeth.
�Mary, hand me the root.� I could hear some rustling and then, �As you can see this is a rather large piece of the plant. As I explained I have peeled the skin of the root, exposing the inner part of the root. You can see the oils glistening on the surface of the plant. I will insert it in my slave�s ass in just a moment. Please watch closely as the oil of the root has its effect on my beautiful little slave. Her ass is going to feel like someone is taking a blow torch to it, but in reality she will be unharmed.�
�I first need to remove her decorations.� I felt Master grab the base of my butt plug that Mary had inserted in earlier. He pulled it from my rectum. What was painful being inserted without lubrication is equally as painful when removed.
�Now that is out, I will now insert the root in her tight little ass. Elizabeth, hold her hands tightly as I do this. She will likely try to get away. I am certain she is not going to like this.�
I felt the intrusion of the cold piece of vegetation. The pain and feeling of emptiness from the removal of the plug, was soon replaced as he inserted the carved root into the same hole the butt plug had been removed from. Rest assured if anyone wishes to use her cute ass later this evening, we will have some lubrication on hand so entering her tight ass will not cause abrasions on your cock. It might be a good idea to use a condom if you use her ass. We would not want you to get any of this oil on your cock.�
After he put the root in me there was nothing in the way of the pain I was expecting. At first there was nothing but the feeling of fullness I feel when a cock is inserted in my ass. I heard Master speak. �The root is lodged in her and a groove has been carved to give her sphincter something to grip onto and prevent her from pushing it out of her body. As the oils begin to do their job, her sphincter will grip the plant very tightly.�
�Now, watch closely and notice the changes in her behavior as the oil starts to attack her sensitive flesh. As the oil comes into contact with her skin and her colon you will see the effects begin. Remember as she clinches down on the root, which is almost impossible to prevent, more oil will be squeezed from the plant causing the pain to escalate. The pain is very real and I have been told is quite remarkable to witness.�
As I laid there across the table with Elizabeth holding my hands, I began to feel my ass heating up. The heat was building fairly rapidly. As I looked at Elizabeth tears started to form in my eyes and then spill down my cheeks. Elizabeth held me tight and kept giving me assurances that I could do this and it would be okay. I could feel her continue to gently stroke my ass as I heard her tell Master, �Simon she has tears in her eyes. It is starting to work on her.�
�Excellent!� Speaking to the guests he said, �Elizabeth said it appears the oils are starting to be felt.�
I was not so sure I could endure this, but I remembered Master said there would be no permanent damage to me from the punishment.
At first it was just the fullness of the root. Gradually my ass started to warm. He must have been giving Elizabeth signals because she squeezed my hands and gave me a long loving kiss. As the kiss continued I started squirming and she tightened her grip on my hands. When she broke the kiss and I was in full blown pain as the intensity of the root felt like it was acid eating away at my rectum. I was wiggling my ass trying to dislodge it from my body as everyone watched me.
�Please observe she is trying to expel the root, but her attempts to be free of the intruder are only causing more oil to be squeezed from the plant.�
By now I was in full on pain. I felt like a blow torch applied on my ass would have been more pleasant. I would have preferred a hot branding iron be placed against my tender skin. �Master please take it out. I am sorry, I will never disobey you again. Please Master, I will do anything you ask, just please take it out of me.� I moaned knowing none of my pleas would work, anyway none except to use my safe word and stop the fantasy. I was determined never to stop this fantasy. �Master you are hurting me, please stop the fire in me. Please Master, please.�
I was crying my eyes out and could see Elizabeth crying as well.
�Master, please your slave has learned her lesson, please stop the fire. I will be a good slave, I will make you feel so good, please Master, please stop the pain, please Master.�
I heard him talking to the group as he said, �You see how intense a simple root can be. Elizabeth bring Erica along and we will go to the theater. If she makes the journey without further pleas for mercy, the root will be removed when we get there.�
Through my pain and crying, I heard Mrs. Smelling come over to Elizabeth asking if she could help. They draped one of my arms over each of their shoulders and helped me walk. Mrs. Smelling said, �Dear, you can cry but please don�t say anything. My husband and Eric are enjoying your pain. Your Master wants to stop it, but is determined to teach you a lesson. If you don�t say anything your Master will take the root out when we get to the theater.�
Through the haze of pain I was trying to remember how far it was to the theater. I had been there on my afternoon exploration but could not remember the distance.
It seemed like a hundred miles as we walked to the theater, but actually took less than 5 minutes to complete the journey. The ladies laid me down on the floor as I cried pulling my knees to my chest trying to stop the pain. I felt my Master�s hand on my hip and felt his other hand between my ass cheeks. I then felt him withdrawing the root from me. After it was out the burning was still there, but much less intense and was slowly fading.
Master stroked me and tried to comfort me. I cried for a while longer and then was able to compose myself. With his help I stood and faced the crowd. Elizabeth walked up to me and with a tissue began to clean the tear streaks from my face. Her touch was so kind. Again I could see the damage to her makeup for the tears she had shed for me. It was nice to know she actually cared about me.
�There, there little one. Just relax. You are much better now. You did remarkably well.� I expected this from my Master, but instead I was getting these comforting words from his sister.
I heard Master�s voice again. �That was the first and most painful of the punishments my slave will be forced to endure. However, we all know there were two violations of the rules. I will allow you to vote on the implement of her torment for her discipline with regard to her second violation of the rules.�
�Your choices are a naked over the knee spanking with each of you giving her ten spanks with your hand or a paddle, but not a combination of both. The paddle hurts more, but if you would like to feel her soft flesh and feel the silky smoothness of her between spanks, bare handed is the only way.� Giving them time to think on this he continued, �The second punishment choice is five lashes from each of you using a soft cat of nine tails on her ass. The last option is the use of a second hand of ginger I carved for her to be placed in her cunt. Which will it be?�
I almost screamed when he gave the third option. There was no way I could endure one of those things in my pussy.
�Those for the naked over the knee spanking, raise your hands.� Mr. Smelling and both women raised their hand. �Okay, spanking it will be.� Which of you wish to use your bare hand?� All four raised their hands.
�I see, you all want to play with my slave.� Smiling he said, �You are all just a bunch of perverted slave molesters.� Everyone laughed.
�Who would like to be first to put the first hand print on that cute little ass?� I heard Eric announce, �I want to have that unblemished ass first.� Then I heard Elizabeth�s voice. �Simon, do you mind if Lisa and I take Erica to the ladies room and clean her up a little before we begin her second punishment?�
�Sounds good, Liz, thank you for taking care of her. Us men will wait here, but please don�t be too long. We have a long night ahead of us.�
�Sure thing. Lisa, can you help me get Erica ready?�
�I would love to help.�
I heard Elizabeth lean over and quietly say, �Come with Lisa and me. We will get those tears cleaned up and help wash away some of that oil from the root.� I was very thankful as I rose and followed these two women out of the theater room and down a hall to a large bathroom.
Once inside, I heard Elizabeth talking. �Lisa we need to go last. The men will get their pound of ass flesh and we can take it a little easier on her by being the last two in line. Simon and the others will be watching, so we do have to spank her ass, but not as hard as the men.�
�I like that plan. The poor little dear had it pretty bad with that root in her ass, and she really does eat pussy well. I had a marvelous orgasm and was glad the table cloth was covering my lap. I think I almost drowned the poor little thing.�
I listened as they talked about me as if I was not there. Their plan to lessen my punishment was music to my ears.
�Okay, dear. Get that cute ass over here and let us try to clean any remaining oil off of you. Liz if you will clean her ass, I will take care of her face and hair.� Ordinarily having a stranger get so intimate with my ass would have been embarrassing, but in this situation I was happy to feel the cool cloth Elizabeth had put soap and water on touch me and gently scrub me.
As I was enjoying Elizabeth�s touch I heard, �Look at me and let me clean up your makeup. We need to get those mascara tear lines off your face.� Lisa worked scrubbing my face to wash away the dark mascara lines.
�We don�t have your makeup, but I do have mine and I think we can repair your makeup. It is obvious you are so pretty you don�t need a lot of makeup, so you should be fine,� was Lisa�s encouraging remarks.
I heard Elizabeth ask, �Does that feel better honey? You are a little red where the ginger oil irritated your anus, but otherwise you look to be in pretty good shape. That ginger root must have been horrible. I had never head of �figging� before this evening, had you Lisa?�
�No, never. The poor dear handled it very well. I don�t believe I could have endured it as well as you did.�
�Thank you ma�am. Thanks to both of you, you both are so kind.�
�Think nothing of it. Us females must stick together,� I heard Elizabeth say. �Honey while we are at it, I don�t know if it will help, but I am going to smooth some hand cream on your butt cheeks and maybe it will help with this next phase. Afterwards I will try to get Simon to allow us to bring you back in here and I will put more on. I know that will help take away the sting and reduce the redness. Honey, I know my brother well enough to know he is really smitten by you. He is a kind man and this is just a game to him. I don�t know if you realize it, but I can tell he is developing some very strong feelings for you. Remember these men love to be in control. I know you have learned it long ago, but we need to act a little. During these spankings you are going to get, I know it is going to hurt like hell, but you need to really get into the crying and pleading as you are being spanked. The guys will eat that up. For some reason they get off on inflicting pain on a submissive female. Lisa and I will try to take it easy, but we will have to spank you with some vigor, otherwise the men will take you from us and do our swats themselves, and you do not want that. Cry all you want, I know we will be able to get you back and clean you up. Knowing my brother and Mr. Smelling, I am sure you will get some pleasure out of this because they are going to be molesting you with their hands in between swats. Eric may seem like an ass, but he really is as kind as Simon. I believe he may be a little jealous of his older brother this evening. As a matter of fact, I am jealous of my brother.� She laughed at this last statement and it did help to lighten the mood and make us all seem more like sisters.
Elizabeth asked, �Everyone ready for the next part of this fun?� Lisa and I both laughed. I said, �Let�s get this show on the road and allow me to pay the price for my misdeeds as I entertain these men with my pain.�
Following these wonderful women, we went back to the theater.
I heard Master, �Erica, you look much better. Thank you Liz and Lisa. I am sorry to say it is time for Erica to learn her lesson for her second transgression.�
�Eric. You wanted to be first. Come have a seat in this chair, but before doing so, I think the men will find this a little more comfortable if you remove your pants and underwear before you punish my slave. Her naked flesh against you will feel really nice.�
Both men agreed and quickly removed their pants and boxer shorts. �Have a seat Eric. Erica, you will lie on your tummy across Eric�s lap as he administers his portion of your punishment.�
I looked at Eric sitting in the chair and could see his cock was hard and sticking up from between his legs. I knew it would be touching me during the spanking and was actually looking forward to feeling his hardness against me.
�Ladies and Gentlemen, and Erica, for this punishment we must have rules. After all a slave�s life is governed by the rules she much abide by. Erica, I need you to listen carefully. You need to pay close attention to what I am about to say, otherwise your punishment will be worse than planned. First, for your hands. You may place your hands on the floor in front of yourself to steady yourself so you do not fall off Eric�s lap or that of any of the others who will be delivering your punishment. If you don�t want to put them on the floor, you can lock them behind your back or do anything with them except try to avoid your punishment which includes using them to cover your bottom. If you forget, each time you try to cover yourself, one extra swat will be added to your punishment and will be administered by the person administering your punishment at the time of your failure to follow the rules. You also have the option of having your arms secured behind your back so you will not be tempted to protect your bottom from punishment. The second rule is more for your benefit than ours. To help us and keep track of your swats, you will count each swat and thank the person giving you the swat. After all, these kind people are taking time away from the party we have planned this evening in your honor to help you learn not to break the rules. I believe that dedication to your education as my slave deserves your thanks. Don�t you agree?�
�Yes Master.�
�If you should forget to announce the current count, the swat will be as if it never happened and will not count. Do you understand?�
�Yes Master, I understand.�
�I will permit you to choose how you want your hands. Do you wish for them to be bound or do you trust yourself to be able to keep your hands away from your bottom?�
�Master, I do not know if I can keep my hands from protecting my bottom. Can I please have my arms bound?�
�Of course you may. Elizabeth will you bring me those two lengths of rope at the back of the room? Dear, please fold your arms behind your back and grasp the opposite elbow.� I did as Master instructed and felt him wrap the rope around my wrist and forearm of the opposite arm. He did this on both sides tying off the ropes tightly.
This had the effect of thrusting my breasts out and something I had not considered, it also prevented me from protecting my breasts as well as my ass.
�That should take care of everything. My slave appears to be ready to receive her punishment.�
Master looked at me and pulled my chin to look at him. �If you abide by the rules, you will receive forty swats. The swats may be delivered only to your backside below your waist to mid-thigh.� He then turned be to the others in the room and pulled my back against his chest. Holding a breast in each hand kneading my flesh as he said, �As we discussed earlier, there is no time limit on this and you are free to take time between your punishment swats to explore my little pet�s body with your hands. You may not make her turn onto her back or make her stand up. Any exploration of her body must be done with your hands, only and while she is in position across your lap on her tummy. Once your final swat has been delivered, you will help her rise from your lap as she waits for the next person to take his or her place in the seat. If you care comfortable exposed, you are welcome to remain that way or if you prefer to put your clothes back on please do so. Who will be administering my pet�s second round of swats?�
�I would like to get a chance at that pretty little thing, if nobody minds,� was spoken by Mr. Smelling.
�Sounds good, Harry will go after Eric. Erica put your tummy across my brother�s lap giving him full access to that cute little ass of yours.� He looked at the others and said, �Her ass is even prettier when it is glowing red. I know from when she was spanked last night and this morning. It is absolutely delicious when cherry red. If I do see any blistering or ruptures in her skin, I will stop the punishment immediately. There is to be no serious injury of her body. �
Master turned me around and lifted my chin to look at him. �Prepare yourself to learn this important lesson. Please remember the rules I outlined. Do you need any reminders or have any questions?�
�No Sir, Thank you Sir.�
�Eric, you may begin at any time.�
I lay across Eric�s lap waiting for the first stinging blow. Would Eric be vicious or kind? Just before I laid on his lap, he pushed his cock forward between his legs. This made it pull up and into my tummy as I lay there. It did feel good and I could tell he was very hard. I felt his fingers slip between my cheeks and brush over my anus on their way to my cunt. He slipped the tip of his finger between my lips to most likely check my level of arousal. I was pretty sure my fear had dried me up, but was not absolutely positive because this was very arousing. In the end it really did not matter, I was going to get my ass spanked and I feared the spanking, at least from the men, was going to be very painful. Eric removed his hand and I felt his body jerk as he put all his strength behind getting his arm moving toward my ass.
It was strange as I heard the noise before I felt the burning sting. My cheeks were on fire! He hit me much harder than I expected. I started crying forgetting about the people sitting in the plush soft theater chairs watching my naked body being punished. It seemed like an instant then I heard what I never wanted to hear. �Erica, are you okay?�
�Yes Master.�
�Did you forget your instructions?�
�Master, I am sorry, I was startled by the pain of the spank.�
�That is okay. Everyone forgets from time to time. We are all human. We will just have Eric repeat that and play like it was just a warm up.�
�Yes, Master,� I said as I started to cry, not from the pain, but from the fact I had just added one more swat to the total I would receive.
�Eric, please administer Erica�s first punishment swat when ready.�
�It will be my pleasure big brother.�
This time he did not wait long as I again felt the jerk in his body and then the pain. I screamed and said, �One, Thank you Sir.�
�Much better. I knew this would be beneficial and help you learn,� Master said as I recovered.
I felt Eric�s hand stroking the spot he had spanked. �That really does heat up female flesh nicely. She has such soft skin. She really does have a beautiful ass.�
Again I felt the tell-tale jerk of his body followed by the fire on my flesh. �Two, Thank you Master.� This time his hand had landed on my left thigh, closest to him, just below my ass cheek.
His hand slipped between my thighs and pulled them apart as much as he could in this position. It seemed like his cock was getting harder and poking harder into the softness of my tummy.
Another severe stinging blow this time in the same spot on my opposite thigh. �Three, thank you Sir.�
�Erica, I do wonder why my brother gave you that particular name.� Then another and another and soon I heard myself say, �Nine, thank you sir.� My bottom and the back of my thighs were burning from the ten swats I had received, but only nine counted. I felt Eric take quite a long time as his hand explored me. From what Master had said, I realized once he gave his next swat he would have to release me to Mr. Smelling. Once again I felt this finger on my cunt. As I felt it easily slip in between my lips, I knew I was wet and now he knew it. To my continued embarrassment, he told everyone, �Her cunt is soaking wet. My brother�s little slave likes her ass spanked.� He held up his fingers and then showed me the reflection of the lights off my juices covering his fingers. �I need my fingers cleaned so I can continue your lesson.� He pushed his fingers into my mouth without even saying anything. I cleaned my juices from his fingers with my tongue. When he pulled his fingers out of my mouth I felt him reach under me as he found one of my nipples. He pinched hard and I let out a loud scream. �Oh my, it seems that her nipples are quite sensitive.�
That seemed to satisfy him as he adjusted himself on the chair and delivered the last of his swats. This one was the most severe. �Ten, thank you sir.�
�You are welcome, it has been my pleasure to help teach your lessons.� Placing his hand under me and gripping a breast he gently lifted me off his lap. As I stood I could see his glans was wet as was the area on my tummy where his cock had been poking me for the last several minutes. With my arms bound I could not wipe it off and chose to not even acknowledge the moisture of his pre-cum was even on me.
Eric stood up and gave me a hug. �Sorry honey, did not intend on being so severe, but you are such a hot sexy little thing, I got a little carried away. I hope we can have more fun before Simon has to return you.� He gave me a tender kiss on the cheek. I thought to myself, maybe he really is not such a bad guy after all.
Mr. Smelling sat on the chair and patted his naked lap indicating for me to lay on it. I looked and saw his cock was semi-hard. I figured it was because he was older, but thought it will likely be standing tall when he is finished with me. Since I didn�t have the use of my arms to lower myself onto his lap, Mr. Smelling reached up wrapping his fingers around my right breast and put his other hand behind my knees. This allowed his to control my body as I leaned over him and lowered my body across his lap.
�Okay, that was very instructive, thanks Eric. I am sure my little sex slave learned quite a bit from your instruction. It is now Harry�s turn to see if he can reinforce the lesson Eric began. Harry, you may begin.�
There was no preliminary warm up, Master had hardly finished giving Mr. Smelling permission to begin when I felt the first stinging blow. �Eleven, thank you sir.�
After getting his first taste of his hand impacting my tender flesh, I felt his hand begin to wander. I was so appreciative of Master allowing them to feel me up because it gave me some time to recover from the pain. In addition, the touch of their hands on my flesh did feel good. The fact they found pleasure in feeling my body gave me a sense of pride that my body was desirable.
I felt him remove his hand from my cunt and prepared myself for the next blow, but instead felt his fingers on my nipple and almost instantly felt a hard pinch and pull on my nipple. I screamed as it felt he was trying to rip my nipple from my tit.
Over my pain I heard Lisa yell, �Harry, you release her tit this instant! The poor girl is only supposed to get a spanking, not get her nipples torn off. You can do that to my tits, but you leave hers alone!�
�I know, but they are so soft and tempting. You know how much I love tits.�
�Yes, and you have mine to play with anytime you want. Get on with this young girl�s punishment so we can have some fun.�
�Yes, dear.�
I was thankful of Lisa�s intervention, but the impact of his hand on my ass brought be back to my present situation. �Four, thank you sir.� After thanking him I felt the undeniable swelling of his cock against my tummy. Only six more to go and then the women will get their turn. I was very hopeful my time with them would be more pleasurable and less painful.
�Five, thank you sir.�
�Six, thank you sir.�
�Seven, thank you sir.�
My ass was on fire. Mr. Smelling had given me three hard spanks in a row. My ass was really hurting, but I could also feel him breathing hard from the exertion. Maybe he would just enjoy touching me and catch his breath. I felt his hand on the move down my body. His finger dipped into my cunt. What was he doing? Then I realized his goal, with his finger lubricated with my pussy juice, I felt it touch my anus. The pressure I felt made it clear he was going exploring. He seemed to be intrigued with this new fuck hole he had found into my body. After what I had been through I was sore, but he was not cruel like he had been with my nipple. Maybe his wife�s scolding had been effective.
I felt him wiggle his finger around inside me and then he pulled his finger out. Like I had been required several times in the past 24 hours with my pussy juice, Mr. Smelling put his finger to my lips for me to open my mouth and clean. Thanks to Mary�s delight in giving me enemas, I knew I was clean, so in my desire to make these people have an enjoyable evening, I parted my lips and used my tongue to clean his finger. It was more a mind thing that it was actually cleaning anything from his finger, but as I was doing this I felt his cock get harder and he was pushing it into my tummy.
Upon pulling his finger out, I felt the unmistakable jerk as his body was building the momentum to try and force his hand all the way through my ass with his eighth spank to my ass.
�Eight, thank you sir.�
Very little time lapsed and I felt the same intensity of a spank on my right thigh.
�Nine, thank you sir.�
His hand was on the move again and I felt it go directly to my ass without the kindness of getting it wet first. The dry finger entering me was not comfortable, but with everything that had been recently done to my ass, it was not actually painful. This time he seemed to push it into me further and was enjoying his journey into my ass. He pulled his finger out and did not disappoint me when I felt it on my lips. Opening my mouth I sucked it in and gave him the arousal he was getting form doing this. Only one more and he is finished, I thought to myself.
This last one from Mr. Smelling was one to remember. There was no doubt he was going to get his best swing and it was a strong one to the top of my other thigh. I knew his turn was done and breathed a sigh of relief. Then it happened.
�Little one, did you happen to forget to count and thank Mr. Smelling?�
Oh, SHIT! �Yes Master. I am very sorry.�
�Harry I hope you saved a little something for another reminder for our forgetful little slave.�
�I think I can summon up another one more just for her.� I heard him laugh, but something only Mr. Smelling and I knew, was his cock jumped when he realized he was going to get another swing at my ass.
How could I forget? What was I thinking about? This was just causing me to give these men more opportunities to harden their cocks at my expense. Then it happened, square on the center of my ass came the last blow from this very aroused gentleman friend of my Master.
�Ten, thank you sir.�
As I stood up I was wondering what my ass looked like. I certainly knew what it felt like � it was on fire.
�Ladies, your turn,� Master said to the women. �Who would like to go first?� I heard Elizabeth say, �Simon if it is all the same to you, I would like to give her the last set of ten.�
�Lisa, if that is okay with you I certainly have no objections. My slave just needs to complete her lessons. It does not matter in what order.�
I watched as Lisa and Elizabeth exchanged conspiratorial smiles and Lisa walked to the front of the theater.
�Lisa, if you would like to disrobe first, that is up to you, but you do not have to. I thought the men would be more comfortable with their hard cocks free rather being confined in their pants. It is also much more pleasurable to have you cock against my slave�s skin that confined in trousers.�
�I think I will remain clothed. I know it is much more embarrassing to be the only one in the room without clothes and the darling is such a pretty little thing, I believe a blush from the embarrassment over her whole body will only add to her beauty.�
�Very well, have a seat. Erica, lay across Mrs. Smelling�s lap, prepare yourself for Mrs. Smelling�s continuation of your corrective discipline.�
When she was situated, Mrs. Smelling patted her lap and helped me lay my tummy on her lap similar to how her husband had done. Her nylon encased legs felt so nice against my skin. I felt her soft hand on my bottom and heard her say to nobody in particular, �Her bottom is really hot. You men really laid into her with those swats.�
�Dear, you can relax, I am just going to check your cunt. I want to see for myself how much you are enjoying this.� I felt her slip two fingers into me and then a third and fourth. My pussy was stretched around her hand, then I felt her withdraw her hand and leave me empty. She lifted her fingers to her nose and smelled the aroma of my cunt. Rather than have me clean her fingers, she put them in her own mouth one at a time and licked my juices from her hand. All the while she kept saying how delicious I tasted.
I was beaming with pride hearing her compliment me in this manner. I was thinking about her compliments and was not thinking about being naked in front of these people all of whom had been complete strangers just a few short hours ago. Then it happened and I felt the first swat from Mrs. Smelling. It stung like hell, but was not near as bad as what the men had done to me.
�One, thank you Mistress.�
�You are very welcome dear. Your ass is so cute and adorable. I don�t know how you keep it so firm.�
Next she picked up the pace and gave me five in a row with just enough time between them to announce the count and thank her.
A pause in the action was appreciated as she started exploring my body with her hands. At one end her left hand was gripping bearing down fairly hard on my tit and at the other end her right hand was roaming all over my ass and cunt. The pressure her hand was exerting on my tit was substantial and she was not letting up. She had a grip I would not have expected from a woman. Her grip was almost tighter than her husband�s. Evidently both she and Mr. Smelling were into tits. While still holding my tit very tight, I felt a swat to my upper thighs. �Seven, thank you, Mistress.�
I had learned this evening that a spank to the thighs is much more painful than to the ass. I guess because there is more fat and padding to absorb the force of the blow in the ass. I liked the feeling of having my tit squeezed so hard while receiving my spanking. For some reason it made the swat a little less noticeable and it gave my cunt a tingle deep down inside.
It was apparent she was going to take her time with me and enjoy my body. As she was stroking me, I heard her talking to the others, �this little doll is the most exceptional pussy eater I have ever met. I don�t know about the blow job you men received, but her ability to eat pussy is without question the best I have ever had. I normally don�t squirt that often when I cum, but tonight I was afraid I was going to drown the poor little thing. I could easily take her home with me and keep her locked up in a cage by my bed. I would let her out whenever I needed my cunt eaten. I bet she would be great at cleaning a girl up after a man has had his way. Don�t you agree Liz?�
Elizabeth said, �I never thought of that, but I bet you are right. I know she likes a man�s cum direct from the source. I bet she would like it even better when mixed with pussy juice from another woman. You could just have her watch a guy fuck you and then she could be used to clean his cock and your own cunt. Probably be better than a douche.� Everyone laughed and I suddenly felt another smack to my ass. �Eight, thank you Mistress.�
�You are very welcome, dear. I do like that cute little ass. It is so firm and cute not to mention how much fun it is to spank.�
�I guess I have had my time with you and I know your Master has plans for you after we finish. Let�s get this over with and let Liz have your ass for a little fun.�
With that I felt her hand tightly grip my tit again and gave me two quick blows with just enough time to count and thank her between each.
When finished she released her grip on my tit and helped me rise and stand next to the chair. She stood up, straightened herself, then wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big hug while patting me on my bottom. As she released her hug she looked into my eyes, and said, �You truly are remarkable,� then gave me a full passionate open mouth kiss.
My head was spinning. I could still feel the treatment her hand had given my tit and still hearing her words, I was on the verge of an orgasm. Being used by these men and women was a huge turn-on for me. My desire to be used is so strong and these people were feeding my need. The pain I felt from the spankings and the degrading treatment having me clean fingers that had been in my cunt and even my asshole was something I craved and was the root desire of this fantasy of mine. Being used for their amusement was keeping me on the edge of a building orgasm. How much longer I would be able to keep from reaching that peak was unknown. The attention of these women was something I had not expected to arouse me.
While both were confidants and helping me through this punishment, in my current role they were also my superiors and I was their slave. Their use of my body as they conspired to lessen my punishment was both compassionate and sexually arousing. My cunt was almost gushing with my arousal. Just as all this was running through my mind, I heard Master, as if he could read minds � maybe he could.
�Slave, you do remember you are still required to request permission to cum? It was the violation of this rule that led to one of these punishments. I feel confidant you don�t want me to have Mary bring the second finger of ginger root I have prepared and am ready to use.�
I was shocked back to the thought of experiencing that particularly painful torture again.
�No Master. Please.�
�I am going to let you know, the next time you will not only have ginger in your ass, I also have a slice prepared that will be placed directly on your little clit. I hear the ginger oil is especially effective when applied to a woman�s clit. You have such a cute little clit with that piercing in it. I would not want to see for myself what effect it has on that little nub of yours.� Pausing for effect he continued, �Do we understand each other?�
�Yes Master, I understand and only wish to serve my Master and his friends. I wish only for my body to be used for the pleasure of Master and his guests.�
�Very good. You are such a quick study, little pet. I knew these lessons would be effective in teaching you.�
�I believe Elizabeth is ready to give you her attention. With her assistance you will remember your lessons from this evening and not force me to use that other piece of ginger.�
�Elizabeth have a seat and let Erica know when you are ready.�
�Thank you Simon.�
Looking up at me from the chair she patted her lap, �Erica, are you ready to finish your lesson?�
�Yes Mistress.� With that she gripped my breast and behind my knees helping me to lay across the lap of my Master�s sister.�
Immediately I felt her hand on my ass as she tenderly ran her hand across my inflamed skin.
�Little one, you have such a cute ass it is a shame that is should be used like this to bring you pain, but as you know, sometimes the best lessons learned are the result of tough love. Normally when a parent disciplines a child, the parent feels pain from being harsh with the child. Surprisingly, in this case the disciplinarian gets pleasure from causing pain to the person receiving the corrective instruction.�
I felt unsteady on her lap but felt she would keep me from falling off onto the floor. Trust is a slave�s primary duty. I felt her hand tightly grip my forearms as she took control of me preventing me from falling. Her touch was firm and strong and was very comforting. Her strength was surprisingly strong for a woman. As she held me tight to her lap, I felt the first of her ten swats to my ass and thighs. It was not given in a timid manner, but was strong and renewed the fire in my ass. �One, thank you Mistress.�
�You are doing very well. Remember these brief moments of pain are for you to learn from. Reinforcing your lessons with a little pain will make you a better slave as you serve my brother, your Master.�
�Thank you, Mistress Elizabeth.�
As she continued to hold my arms tight behind my back, I felt her hand roam over my skin, as everyone else had done. With pride I thought to myself, they can�t help themselves from touching my body. I was proud of my body and appreciated that I was giving others pleasure as they touched it with my Master�s permission.�
I felt movement in her body and then the painful sting to my thigh. �Two, thank you Mistress.�
�You are welcome.�
Letting go of my arms, she said, �Pet, you are safe on my lap. I wish to hold you another way.� As she said this, I felt her vise-like grip enclose my tit, and hold me, as Lisa had done earlier.
The next swat hit me directly at the bottom of my ass and centered between my thighs. It was centered over my anus and cunt. I let out a loud yelp and grimaced as I said, �Three, thank you Mistress.�
The fire in my cunt was burning out of control. That spank while not directly on my cunt, was damn close and sent both pain and jolts of pleasure deep into my core.
I felt her hand pull my thigh toward her. �Open your thighs honey. I need better access to that bald little cunt of yours.�
I spread them as wide as I could as she kept her viselike grip on my defenseless breast. The pleasure/pain of her grip was intoxicating. As I was concentrating on her hand closed around my tit, I felt her hand as it struck me in the same location as before. The difference this time was my legs were spread and a part of her hand actually landed on the lips of my cunt.
�Four, thank you Mistress.�
�I know that hurt a lot, but you are doing very well.�
I felt her fingers play with my clit. At this point I was so confused by my emotions. Was it pain I was feeling, or was it passion for this woman who was abusing me? I was so aroused I was having trouble being able to tell the difference.
�YEOOOOOOWWWW,� I screamed as she hit me for a third time in the exact same spot.
Panting I said, �Five, thank you Mistress.�
This woman had told me she would take it easy on me. She promised that by being last she could be gentle and lessen my pain, but what was going on. The blows she was landing were the most painful of any I had received from any of the people watching me. Her grip on my tit and her precisely aimed blows had me on the brink of an intense orgasm. I thought to myself, I can�t cum. Master has forbidden me to cum without permission.
Then it came to me what to do. I was just about to say, �Maste�� when I screamed as Elizabeth landed another blow to my cunt. Was I actually spreading my legs further without being commanded to do so in order to give her better access to my cunt? Surely not.
�Mistress, Six. Thank you Mistress.�
As she was squeezing and rubbing my cunt I had to get it out before the next blow. �Master, may I please cum?�
�My pretty little slave. You have done so well taking your punishment. You have permission to cum but only on Liz�s last spank. You may cum when you feel the sting, but not one second before.�
I was panting fast trying to keep my orgasm from coming too early. �Yes Master, on the last spank from Mistress Elizabeth.�
�Okay honey, we need to make sure you are ready and you cum on number 10.� I looked back over my shoulder at her. There was a strange connection between us, like she knew exactly what I needed.
�I do hope I can make this good for you and that you enjoy your orgasmic ride.� Again in the same spot came the next three blows.
�Seven, thank you Mistress.�
�Eight, thank you Mistress.�
�Nine, thank you Mistress.�
I was out of my mind and had totally lost control. Her grip on my tit had tightened, if that was possible. I heard Mistress as she said, �Scoot your body back a little and open our legs as wide as you can. This next one will be right on your cunt.�
I did my best to comply. I knew I had to cum on this last spank, or I would have to wait for who knew how long before I was allowed to cum. I felt Mistress loosen her grip on my tit and wondered what she was doing. Just then I felt her fingers take the nipple of that same tit and clamp down hard while at the same time, her hand came down not across by ass and thighs as before, but directly BETWEEN my thighs with my cunt taking the full force of the impact.
I screamed louder than I have ever screamed at the intense pain I felt in both my cunt and nipple as she viciously twisted and pulled it away from my chest. As I was about to pass out from the pain, I had the most intense orgasm of my life. The spasms were so powerful and I felt my cunt gushing what felt like gallons of cum soaking my Mistress, her arm and my legs. She released her grip on my nipple about half way through my orgasm. As I regained my sense of awareness I said, �Mistress that was ten. Thank you so much for helping me with my lesson, Mistress. Thank you!�
�Little one, you are a very good slave. I am so happy for my brother for having found you. Come sit on my lap and let me hug you as you regain your senses.� As I sat on her lap, and she wrapped her arms around my nudity hugging me tightly to her body I could hear the applause from the others in the room. My arms were still bound behind my back as I enjoyed Mistress Elizabeth�s tight embrace. I looked around and saw Mary standing at the back of the theater with a big smile on her face as she was applauding along with the others.
After a few minutes of just enjoying the embrace of Mistress Elizabeth, Master came over and lifted me off the floor into his arms. He stared into my eyes and without saying anything as he held me with one arm around my back and the other under my knees, he kissed me in not a passionate kiss, but more in a kiss I can only describe as the kiss of a lover. I then laid my head on his shoulder. At this point he could have done anything to me. I was putty in his hands and wanted nothing more than to bring continuous pleasure to this man for the rest of his life.
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