Synopsis: Two sisters find each other and then a whole new world of exciting sex
Girl guide(nce) Sister love.
It was a quiet night. TV was boring as usual so I was happily sitting on the couch at home reading a book.
My name is Cyndi and I'm the older one of the "not really twins". My sister Annabel and I differ in age by 11 months. We both have our mother’s good looks and our father’s good genes. We both stand at 5'4" and look like identical twins. We both keep our dark blond hair long and wear the same make-up. We both fit the same clothes so we only had one big walk in closet. Although the bra’s we had, fitted me perfectly they were a little tight on Anna.
The book I was reading was good. Actually it’s the third time I've read it. There were a couple of scenes that got me revved up and a chapter, that was so hot I couldn’t stop fingering my clit till I came.
Anna was out that evening with a guy from school that she was head over heels with but I thought was a rat. Some other girls thought so too but he was quite new so there wasn't much info on him.
Mum and dad were working as always. Dad is one of the top surgeons at the biggest hospital in Miami. Mum was a surgical assistant and they even worked together sometimes.
Tonight they had both been paged, as there had been a gang fight with guns involved, as usual.
I was so into my book I didn't hear the car outside screech away. I was startled when the door burst open and Anna came running in crying. She didn't stop and went straight up to her room.
I waited 10 min. till I heard she had calmed down before going up.
I lay my hand on her shoulder as I sat down on her bed next to her.
"You want to talk about it? I asked
"No!"
"You want to talk about it anyway?"
"You were right about him!" Anna sniffled
"You didn't want to listen! But tell me, what happened?"
"We drove up to lookout point and made out a little. He started fondling my dress and I stroked the lump in his pants.
We both started to get a little hot and soon we had our hands in each other’s pants.
I was stroking his rod when suddenly he grabbed my head and, pushing it down, told me he's gonna cum.
No way in hell was I going to suck him off and turned my head away at the last moment.
He blew his wad all over the seat. After having a fit a he wiped his cum off the seat with my hair whilst calling me a useless bitch."
"Sounds like he loves his car more than you!"
"Stupid prick does, is working 2 jobs just to pay it off."
"I back handed him, across the cheek, for calling me a bitch and tried to get out of the car but he started it and sped off."
"The whole way he cursed me. Here, at home, he told me to go fuck myself in the future and never wanted to see me again."
I've had my disappointments with men too to know that she really didn't care to see him again either. What Anne needed now was a good hug and some reassurance.
"I think we need to wash your hair out before the folks come home. How 'bout we take a nice warm bath and I'll wash your hair for you?"
"Anne always enjoyed our baths and nodded eagerly."
Usually we chatted a lot when we bathed but today she just sat silently in front of me whilst I washed and rinsed her hair.
"Am I really a useless bitch Cyndi?"
"No" I laughed. "I know you better than any one else, and you’re not a bitch."
"In fact I think you’re the loveliest person there is."
I knew she was sad and pulled her shoulders back till she lay on my chest and gave her a great big hug.
A tear ran down her cheek and I kissed it away. Anne didn't move and I kissed her again on the ear.
Anne turned her head slightly and looked me in the eye.
I'm not sure what it was but I had the passion to kiss her lips.
Slowly I leant forward till our lips nearly touched, I could feel her warm breath in my face.
Anne closed the gap between us. Her lips were so soft and tender and we kissed like no one had ever kissed us before. As we both melted into one with our tongues entwined.
My hands moved, as if automatically, and weighed Anne’s ample breasts. I took her nipples between my fingers and twirled them softly. She cupped my hands and guided my fingers.
She made me pinch and pull her nipples harder than I would have ever dared.
Anne slipped her hands behind her back and massaged my inner thighs.
Soon we both were moaning and as horny as hell.
"Think we should get out of the tub sis!" Anne whispered.
"I want to try something on you that, I think, will blow your mind!"
I agreed on getting out of the bath but wasn't sure about her experimenting on me.
Anna made me lay down on bed. Her hand began massaging were it had stopped.
Soon I was moaning again and gripping onto the bed sheets as she massaged my swollen clit with expertise.
Knowing the signs of an orgasm Anna began kissing my nipples as my climax neared.
Oooohhhhh Annna, shit that feels gooooood. Oh god! I think I'm going to cum.
"That’s what I'm thriving for sis."
Her rubbing felt amazing. I finger myself a lot but this was far better.
"Jesus Anna that’s sooooooo fricking good I'm goanna cum any moment now! Phew yessss, don't stop please don't! Oh... Oohh... Ooooohhhhh yesss now... Nowww. Ohh I'm Cumming yes’s!!!!"
In the moment she felt my cunt contract she bit my nipple hard!
I screamed loud as the pain shot through my breast and spread out.
Another orgasmic wave pulsated from my belly and connected with the pain from my breast. The effect was astronomical as they combined. My whole body felt like it was exploding. It literally blew my mind and I passed out for a moment. My legs felt like jelly when my climax subsided.
My groin felt like it had just been gang raped by a whole football team.
"Sis" I said still panting, "that was the best fricking orgasm I've ever had in my life. Where did you learn that?"
"Remember that rapper guy I had a while ago? One of his chains nearly ripped my nipple off when we climaxed. The feeling blew my mind too and, like you, I passed out!
I've been experimenting with it since. I've always wanted to share that with you but never dared... Till now that is. Did you like it?"
"Did I like it? Christ sis, if "that" was an orgasm then I've never had an orgasm before!"
I pushed Anne back on the bed and rolled on top of her. I kisses her on the mouth passionately then worked my way down her body till her neatly shaven pussy.
I knew I'd pleasure her, but had a strange thought moments before I actually dipped my tongue into her wet mound. I thought I was weird when I looked at woman and sometimes even got turned on! Sex with men never really satisfied me like I could satisfy myself.
In that moment of thought I realized the unavoidable truth "I was lesbian!"
A scent so special and can never be bottled swirled through my nose as it hovered above Anna’s pubic mound.
Like honey running off a hot knife the flavor of Anne’s womanhood spread through my mouth as I Slowly I pushed my tongue between her sweet wet lips.
As my tongue ventured in as far as it could go Anna moaned sensationally.
Within moments she was in ecstasy as I thrashed my tongue from side to side over her swollen clit.
Anna grabbed the back of my head and forced my mouth to open over her twat.
I knew she was about to cum by the tell tail change in her voice and moans.
My tongue in her vagina sensed the first wave of her orgasm wash up out of the depth of her loins and instantly I pinched my manicured nails into the soft flesh of her nipple.
An ear-piercing scream erupted from her lungs.
The spreading pain and climatic waves connected somewhere in her stomach causing her to erupt in total ecstasy and squirting her cum into my mouth.
Totally taken by surprise I tried to pull away but the grip Anne had on my head left me no choice than to swallow her hot girl cum.
The grip on my head subsided along with the orgasmic waves that nearly knocked her unconscious.
I took a deep breath "I never knew a woman could cum like that!"
"Neither did I! I thought it was the weirdest thing and was embarrassed because I thought I was just peeing. In a chat group I heard someone talking about her girlfriend who could squirt her cum across the bed.
I asked her if it wasn't just pee, and she assured me it was cum as it was a little slimy and thicker than normal pee.
She told me that not every woman could cum like that but it was considered special if you could. What did you think of it?"
"At first perverse, then delicious and now deliciously perverse can you do that again?"
It takes a while for the fluid to gather. Maybe tomorrow!
We lay arm in arm and talked about being lesbians as well as the whole incest situation.
We found out that we both had had our fantasies about women and each other, but never dared to admit it and very relieved now the secret was out.
Throughout the next month we had sex whenever we could.
Mum and dad were working long hours at the hospital, what was usual in the summertime.
Having so much time we were able to do a lot of surfing on the computer as we had a million and one questions as inexperienced lesbian lovers. We surfed a lot of adult sites and found a mass of sites, forums and information for lesbians.
We came across a lesbian chat room that appealed to both of us. We sighed in, anonymously, and listened to the group of woman talking there. It became obvious that we were listening to woman who enjoyed a certain sort of sex. That being SM and BDSM. There were doms as a well as subs in the group all talking about what they liked, wanted or wished for.
To us, one Dom stood out of the group. A very soft-spoken woman who answered our questions and queries with a certain assertiveness and still kindness.
During the whole next week we wrote a lot with her as we enjoyed the information, directness and honesty in her answers.
Though this forum was anonymous we made a bold move and sent madam D a private text asking if we could meet her in person.
She didn't answer us, what made us very nervous. The whole evening we waited for an answer, but nothing came. We thought we've overstepped our boundaries and that she blocked off the contact.
After school the next day there was a text message waiting in our inbox. Excited but nervous what it would say we opened it.
Tomorrow: Chat Noir 15:00 sharp!
Madam D.
We entered Chat Nior the next day at 2:30PM. We ordered a cappuccino and waited. Nervous as hell we looked at the few guests sitting at the tables around the room. No one seemed to notice or take interest in us although we did have the feeling we were being watched.
3 o'clock came and passed. We became more and more nervous.
3.30 a stunning woman of about 35 in a light summer dress and heels came in and our hopes lifted, but with out even looking in our direction she walked past us and sat in a confined booth in the back corner of the café.
Giving up all hope we waived the waitress over to pay our bill, as we were disappointed and wanted to leave.
The waitress came to our table promptly and addressed us.
" Madam D would like to see you please, if you would be so kind as to follow me to her?"
Surprised we looked at each other and nervously stood up.
She led us to the booth in the back of the café where the stunning woman sat and motioned us to take a seat.
In silence we looked at the woman sitting across from us. She looked at us too, silently and surprised. She then opened her handbag and got out a small box of cigarillos and lit one.
She blew a cloud of smoke up in the air. "Young lovers!"
We nodded slowly.
She drew another puff of smoke. The booth was so dark we could see the glow sparkle in her eyes.
“Young lovers indeed! Just how young are you two?”
“16” I said. “Nearly 16” Anna said.
The waitress appeared again and placed a cappuccino in front of each of us.
Madam drew another puff. "I could end up in jail for this!"
Anna shrugged her shoulders. "What? For having a cappuccino with two young girls?"
Intrigued madam smiled.
"How long have you two been "lovers?”
"About a month now". I answered.
"So you have no real experience in the SM scene except what you've seen on the web?"
"No, and we question the real existence of it. Punkto dommina and slaves that freely submit to all sorts of abuse and actually enjoy it." I replied.
Madam smiled. "Oh I assure you that it indeed exists!" She then looked in the direction of the waitress and nodded her head ever so slightly.
The waitress appeared again. "Yes Madam?"
"Show these young ladies how a good slave has to present her pussy to her mistress".
With out word the young waitress slightly spread her legs and lifted her mini skirt and presented us her completely shaven, naked, puberty.
Anna and I stared in surprise.
"Very good! And now show the ladies what happens if her mistress is unsatisfied."
Again without word the waitress unbuttoned her blouse and presented her bare breasts that were covered in about 20 violent red welts.
Anna and my jaws dropped at the sight.
"Tell the ladies why you were punished and how."
"I was punished because I didn't shave properly and seeing this was the second time I've done this I received the just punishment of 24 strokes with the crop madam."
"Did you purposely disappoint me all though you knew what the punishment would be?"
The waitress smiled shyly." Yes Madam"
Madam waved her hand and the waitress curtsied and left.
"I guess that answers your questions then doesn’t it?"
"Without doubt madam D!"
"I have one question for you young ladies, your answer will determine whether or not I spend any further time, or risk for that matter, in this little relationship.
“Which end of the crop would you prefer to be, working or receiving?”
Both Anna and I answered in Unisom "Working!"
Madam D smiled. "Good answer! I was afraid you sought a mistress to be dominated by. Fact is, at the moment I'm up to my ears in young girls who want me to train as slaves and I barely have the time at the moment to do so.
Having an extra pair of hands would be wonderful but you two are too young and I could go to jail if I was caught."
"Actually, I interrupted; you would have to be caught red handed with us actually having sex according to the law. Even if we were caught naked in one room we could say we were swapping clothes and the law couldn't do a thing about it.”
I personally have no interest in making anything public and actually prefer to keep it secret! What about you Anna?"
"No I don't either, my lips are sealed."
"Madam lit another cigarillo and sipped her cappuccino. She looked at us both and smiled."
In a low voice she said "Just the sight of you two is making me horny"
"Do you have a couple of hours of time?"
Now Anne and I smiled "All depends what for?"
“Well it just so happens, and is the reason I was a little late, a young woman has been bugging the crap out of me for weeks now. She wants me to train her to be a slave and although I turned her down she keeps on pleading me to take her in. This afternoon she handcuffed herself to the gates of my house and threw the key on the driveway."
"I had my servant take her inside and place her in the dungeon.
“I think it would be the perfect slave for you to show me what you’re made of and to give you a few tips and lessons on.
Would you ladies be interested?"
Anna and I nodded vigorously. "Yes madam we would"
"Let's go then!"
She picked up her purse and headed out with us closely behind her.
The drive was about 40 min. from the café, the connection between us clicked wonderfully and we talked and laughed the whole way. We introduced each other, D stood for Denise but in the presence of servants and slaves Madam D.
Anna was to be called Mistress A and I mistress C.
We stopped in front of two enormous wrought iron gates flanked by 8' brick walls as far as we could see. Denise read our thoughts, "Chat Nior is not the only business I own!
The gates swung open and in front of us lay a driveway flanked by old walnut trees forming an alley to the house that was just humongous.
At the house a young door maid greeted us. Her maid’s outfit had been custom made to fit her like a glove.
It was traditional black and white except her décolleté was so low that it presented her ample breasts as if on a plate and the skirt was so short that one could see her nakedness. She wore net stockings, which were held up by garters of fine black silk.
She made no effort to cover nakedness and wasn't embarrassed that we stared at her shaven pussy.
Denise saw us staring "Get used to that ladies. All the girls here walk around like that or totally naked"
“Where is the new girl?”
"In the dungeon, madam, as you wished."
"I suspect you have placed her in an appropriate position."
"You left that open before you left madam so I placed her on the rope."
Denise smiled wickedly. “very good slave G"
"Lets go and see how she’s doing then shell we?"
We followed Denise into a library but saw no door or stairs that would have given entry to a dungeon.
Denise stood in front of one of the bookcases and pulled one of the books out and replaced it backwards. She then turned one of the inlayed roses and pushed it in. She stepped back and without a single sound a whole section slid back and moved behind the other panel.
"My private little entrance!"
We followed Denise through a small tunnel just wide enough for one person. At the end we stepped down a spiral staircase and came into a round room with a small round, glass, elevator in the middle. Two people could fit comfortably in the elevator and with a little squeeze, three.
The walls were glass and it seemed that the room was in the corner of three dungeon rooms.
The fourth quarter was a dark room sealed by a glass door.
Stepping around the room one had a clear view of what was happening in that curtain dungeon room.
Two slaves were cleaning one room and looked as if they had no idea they were being observed.
In the other room there was a young girl standing on her tiptoes, straddling a thick rope. In front and behind her were two 8' 10"X10" wooden posts. Between the posts there was an inch thick rope, one end tied to a ring about 4' high and on the other end the rope went through the other post and from it a 5 gallon stainless steel bucket hung.
Above the barrel there was a small jug. The jug was slow being filled with water. Each time it filled up it tipped over splashing its contents into the large bucket.
The, naked, girls arms were tied to a large bamboo stick that rested on her shoulders, and a rope from the ceiling attached to a collar around her neck kept her leaning forward thus she was unable to relieve any discomfort from the rope with her hands
Through loud speakers we could hear her moaning as the rope cut into her defenseless pubic mound evidently crushing her clit.
Denise opened the glass door to the dark room and instantly halogen spotlights lit up reveling a room full of sex toys and punishment instruments ranging from mid evil to the latest gadget.
Everything we had ever seen on the Internet and more was in cabinets around the room.
“I'd like you both to choose a nice riding crop or cane from that cabinet.” Denise said.
We opened the cabinet with crops, canes and whips and made our choice.
Denise nodded at our choice with a smile.
I had chosen a thin cane and Anna had a 2' long riding crop. Denise led us to the back of the room where there was a walk in cosset she picked out two masks and handed them to us to put on. "The slaves being punished are filmed and I later sell the video to well paying customers later. I always ware a mask whilst being filmed and it's better you do too!"
We all stepped into the elevator. Denise pressed button3. The elevator first turned then descended silently. We stepped out and entered the dungeon room through a heavy silk curtain. The young girl didn't hear us enter the room and was startled when Denise addressed her. "Feeling a little distressed are we?"
"Yes madam, please have mercy!" The girl answered.
"Mercy?"
"Please madam!"
"I don't think you have earned mercy. Come to think of it I don't even think you have what it takes to even be a useful slave."
"I promises you, madam, I want to be a slave. Your slave, madam."
Anna and I could see the girl was in agony as the bucket had at least 3 gallons of water in it. The rope was as taught as a guitar string and she was sweating profoundly.
"Promises don't mean a thing to me. A worthy slave has to prove herself."
"Anything madam, I'll do anything, please!"
"It just so happens that I have two young ladies here who would like to become mistresses."
"Now you have a choice. You can either stand there for another hour or two and then I throw you out of here or choose to have these ladies show me there skills with the crop and cane and prove to me you have it in you. Which do you choose?"
Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Crop and cane madam!"
Are you really sure? These ladies have never punished anyone before and they might draw blood!
"I trust you will guide them correctly madam."
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't!"
"Out of nothing the slave G appeared."
"Let her rest for a half an hour then string her up on the hook." Denise said.
"In the mean time have Slave S bring us ice tea in the garden."
"But of course, madam."
Denise led us out of the room via the main door.
The door normally used by servants and slaves. It accessed the hallway to all three dungeons and we followed it around to the stairs up.
Her garden was beautiful, not a weed to be seen, slave S came out shortly after we sat down.
"You will guide us with the new girl won't you Denise?” Anne said starting the conversation.
“Of course I will! Just start off the way you think you need to and I'll interrupt when necessary. Don't be scared but don't be too anxious either”.
We talked for about an hour longer. We felt like sisters that had been parted and recently found each other again.
Large leather cuffs held the girls wrists together. A chain from the ceiling, hooked onto rings in the cuffs, held her standing with a spreader bar holding her feet apart.
I stood behind the girl and Anna diagonally in front.
Denise hadn't gagged her and had told her that she, for this time, didn't mind if she screamed.
Seeing that this session was to prove herself a worthy slave, Denise gave the girl a coin to hold. If she wanted to stop at any time she could drop the coin and the session would stop, she would fail the test and be sent away.
Denise sat down in a large black leather chair and nodded us to begin.
My cane whooshed through the air and landed across the girl’s defenseless naked buttocks.
The girl moaned as the pain spread through her. She yelped when Anne’s crop struck her left breast.
A cry, yelp, scream or grunt followed each of the following times either the crop or cane landed on her nakedness.
The girl’s body was covered in red stripes when Denise stopped us.
Mistress A, try sticking your finger up her cunt.
Anne complied. "It's totally dry madam!"
“Precisely! This girl is a slave. She needs a lot of pain before she becomes aroused. You're both a little soft and need to step up the force your using to satisfy her expectations.”
“Mistress C you see the stripes on this slaves hind side? They’re all over the place. They need to be more uniform. Try to place each stripe either above or below the one before. You to mistress A. stripes are nice but this slave needs welts.
And don't be shy, or afraid, to go lower!” Denise pointed to the girls pubic mound and gave a wicked grin.
We commenced and followed our instructions. Soon the girl was screaming in agony but clenching on to the coin determined not to fail her test.
We turned the girls body into a mass of glowing red welts. She was horse from screaming out her pain but still standing till Anna thrashed her, square across her pubic mound, with a vicious backhand.
Denise clapped her hands "Bravo, that was splendid"
"Mistress A, now try getting your finger in her."
"Wow! She’s soaking wet all downs her legs!"
"Exactly! You did an excellent job. You see, the more you punish them the more aroused they become."
"She didn't drop the coin!"
"No, I know. Her hand is probably so sweaty that it's stuck there and she would have had to shake her hand to drop it purposely. What do you think of her?"
"She’s very determined to say the least."
"She looks beautiful too, I added "specially now with all those welts."
Denise nodded. "Your both right. I didn't think she would stand the test to be honest."
"Will you keep her?"
"I don't really have the room but if you want to keep her for yourselves I guess I could find a place for her."
Slave G appeared again silently.
"Did you get the whole session on tape?" Denise asked.
"Yes madam I did. I think a copy of it will be worth more than we've got in the past madam."
"I can imagine so too because I thoughoroly enjoyed the show."
"I looked around for the camera, then for the window of the observation room but couldn't find either."
Denise smiled. "There are 12 cameras in each room down here."
"12!" I blurted out. I can't even see one!"
Denise laughed again. "I don't need to point them out but rest assure your little show was filmed from 12 different angles."
"Slave G will go through the material and edit the best footage and make a DVD. Word goes out that there is a new DVD on the market and our clients will gladly pay us what we ask. With that we keep this whole show running comfortably."
"What do you think you can ask for a copy of our little show tonight?"
Denise shrugged and looked at slave G quizzically.
"For this one we can probably ask 1000 + madam" Slave G chimed in
"Well-done girls! A half hours pleasure and you've earned us about 150,000 bucks, not bad for beginners!"
"Take care of the girl Slave G, I'll be in my room and do not want to be disturbed."
Denise took us upstairs to her room. An expensive room to say the least. A massive round bed on the left an enormous dresser on the right and a double door stood half open to an equally large bathroom.
Denise unbuckled the thin belt of her summer dress and quickly slipped out of it. Her underwear was expensive lace and looked absolutely stunning.
"That little session downstairs has made me all sweaty, so I'm going to take a shower. In the mean time you two can do one of two things. One: you go through the door you came in through and slave G will drive you anywhere you want without a question. Or Two: your both in bed when I come back and we have sex together."
After Denise disappeared into the bathroom Anne and I glanced at each outer then stripped naked.
Denise smiled when she came back. "Glad you decided to stay!"
She looked stunning even without clothes on. Gracefully she slid between the silk covers of the bed and passionately kissed us both on the lips.
The first ten minutes we kissed, cuddled and softly played with each other.
Soon we were all fingering each other as things heated up.
How’s your experience with cocks? Denise asked
I've had a few but I can't say they were a great experience and Anne is theoretically a virgin!
"Oh dear you poor thing no wonder your lesbian. Well, if you want, I can let you experience a strap-on? It’s actually better than a real cock as it doesn’t need Viagra to stand or go limp as before you have a chance to come."
"Sounds very interesting! I'm all for it what about you Anna?"
"It sound like fun to me too "
Denise pushed a button on the panel in the headboard and a draw slowly rolled open from the side of the bed.
A whole draw full of sex toys to choose from lay in front of us. Butt plugs, dildos, vibrators, hand cuffs, ropes, gags crops and strap-on‘s in sizes from middle finger to "oh my god I'm having a baby!"
Denise chose a normal sized one of about 8'' long, strapped it on and lay down on her back.
Anna straddled Denise after I applied a good dollop of K.Y. on the head of the extruding prick.
“Now go slow Anna, if it hurts stop and wait a bit” Denise instructed.
I held the cock in place as Anna slowly fitted the head into her pussy.
Anna slowly impaled her self down the shaft till about half way then stopped and flexed her tummy a couple of times.
All 8'' slowly disappeared and Anna fell forward into Denise’s open arms. After a minute or two Denise started to rock her hips back and forth but soon Anna was back up on her hands and knees fucking the strap-on wildly.
I massaged Anna’s breasts as she rode the strap on. Soon her moaning signaled her up coming orgasm.
As the first wave exploded from her groin I pinched her nipples as hard as I could. The effect was as expected, Anna climaxed enormously, throwing her body into spasms that rocked her to the core.
Anna fell onto Denise and lay motionless till her orgasm totally subsided.
Denise kissed and hugged her till she rolled onto the bed next to her.
I positioned myself on my hands and knees as Denise re-lubed the strap on.
The cock felt wonderful when it slipped into me and silly, as it seems I started to count the thrusts like I did with boys.
8, 9, 10! This was good! 18,19,20, 21! So far a new record as no one has made it over 18 thrusts.
I've never had an orgasm whilst being fucked from behind so this was a first for me.
I'm not sure if we made 50 because my cunt exploded in an orgasm that came from no were but knocked me out!
Anna softly patted my cheek to wake me up. "You ok, silly?"
"Oooh my god that was amazing." I moaned.
"I've never been fucked like that but it's better than the real thing I guarantee you that!"
"I thought it was amazing too! How 'bout we give Denise a special treatment?"
Denise straddled the strap-on I had donned whilst Anna massaged her ample breast and her perfect behind.
Denise took Anna’s hand and led it to her little hole.
Anna understood so she repositioned herself behind Denise and lubed her finger with K.Y.
Slowly Anna drew circles around the proffered orifice as to tease Denise.
Together we had never played with each other’s ass holes but Anna had no fear and slowly massaged her finger in.
Denise purred like a pussycat. "More" she whispered.”
Anna obliged her wishes and soon had 4 fingers in the tight hole whilst I fucked her dripping wet pussy.
Anna poured more K.Y. on her hand, added her thumb and carefully pushed. Denise didn't stop her but held her breath as Anna pushed her knuckles past her anus.
We both held still till Denise breathed again and motioned us to carry on.
Amazement shone on Anna’s face as she fisted Deices rectum.
"This totally freaking me out Cyn! I can feel that big cock fucking her!"
"You like it Denise?" I whispered.
"You have no idea sweetheart! I just need the finishing touch."
She took Ann’s free hand and laid it flat on her butt.
"I think she wants you to spank her Anna! Is that what you want Denise?"
"Yeeess!"
"How hard do you want to be spanked Denise?"
"As hard as possible!!"
"Hear that Anna? She likes the pain orgasm too!"
"Hmmm I do, but I'm likening this new role as mistress and I think some manners would be appropriate!"
"Yes I think your right Anna!"
"I looked Denise in the eye and cocked an eyebrow."
"Please mistress Anna; please spank my horny little ass!"
Anna smiled. "That sounds more like it!" The sound of a good hard spank rang out in the room.
Denise moaned loud and another smack rang out.
With in minutes Denise was on the verge of an orgasm as Anna swatted her ass again and again with all the force she could bring up.
On the moment Denise did climax she jerked forward to our surprise, thus ripping the strap-on and Ann’s hand out of her in one swift movement. Her orgasm was earth shattering and she squirted her cum all over my tummy before she collapsed on top of me gasping for air.
We finished our amazing sex afternoon with a hot shower,
Denise kissed us both goodbyes after we promised to come back the next day and slave G drove us home.
School was out early the next day so we had slave G picked us up directly after school.
Denise was waiting in her library and as soon as we appeared she greeted us both with a big, passionate kiss.
"So good to see you both, I've been waiting anxiously all morning!"
"The DVD of yesterdays session is already a big hit with our closest customers. We sent them all a clip and they’re going head over heels to get the first copy. One of the clients has offered us $5000 for the first copy."
"We've decided to keep this DVD a limited edition so only 100 copies will be made and offered to the highest bidders."
"Wow that sounds great Denise. How much are they offering?"
"About $2000 a copy so far but I have a hunch that the price will go up!
"Anna was as equally stunned as I"
"Yes you heard right! That session has made us an estimated $200,000 so far so I'm giving you both $25,000 each!"
"Wow 25,000 bucks that’s a lot of money!"
"It is, but don't spend it all at once now." Denise joked.
"I wouldn't know where to spend it all" Anna said.
"Oh, I know a few places where you could spend it all at once and more! But lets not over do it."
"Did you have anywhere in mind Denise?"
"Well there is one little boutique that I think we should visit soon."
"We'll go by your good judgment. What is there line of fashion?"
"Mainly leather but they also have latex."
Anna and I giggled. "We thought as much!"
"How's the new girl?"
"Well Anna she's doing very well indeed, she asked about you two this morning."
"What did she ask?"
"When you were coming back!
Think she enjoyed her little session don't you Cyn?
Well if she's asking specially about us, I guess so!
Guess we should go and have some more fun with her then.
She's down in the dungeon cleaning the floor.
You joining us Denise?
But ofcourse wouldn't miss it for the world but how about we get you both nicely dressed for the occasion?
You have something that will fit us?
I'm pretty sure we'll find something appropriate.
Denise took us through the library entrance and into her toy room. At the back of the room there was a French door that led into a huge walk-in closet.
This is for guests when I have a party.
Soon we were dressed in Fine black leather outfits that looked very sexy and not cheap.
We both chose whips for today’s session along with a few small items of interest.
The new girl didn't hear us enter the dungeon as she was scrubbing the floor with a nailbrush.
Denise snapped her fingers to get her attention.
“Oh sorry madam D, I didn't hear you come in.”
Obviously you didn’t! How about taking your expected position!
The new girl bowed her head, parted her legs wide and folded her arms behind her back.
"Your skin has recovered wonderfully fast,” Anna said as she slowly walked around her.
Yes mistress A it has.
Does it hurt anywhere?
No mistress A!
Excellent, Were you able to sleep comfortably?
Yes mistress A, I did.
After you wanked your self of course!
"Yes mistr...." The girl just then realized she had reveled her disobedience.
"I'm very sorry mistress it will never happen again! I promise."
"Your not sorry you pathetic little slave you know we have cameras every were and can see every little step you take.”
“However you will be sorry when mistress C and I are done testing our skills with these whips! “
Have you ever been whipped?"
"No Mistress A!"
"Well then it will be a first for all of us now won't it."
Anna flipped a coin into the air. " Mistress C tits or tails?"
Tits! Anna reveled the coin on the back of her hand. Tits it is!
I cuffed the new girls wrists with board leather cuffs and attached them to the hook that Anna had let down. With the click of a button the new girl was slowly hoisted up till she was standing on her toes.
"The punishment for wanking is 24 lashes. Seeing you belong to us we will give you the 24 lashes... Each, for your disobedience as you have disobeyed us both! Do you understand?"
"Yes mistress C" the girl said in tiny voice 48 lashes with the whip.”
"It seems like quite a punishment but we are going to make it more pleasurable for you, if not harder! I held out my hand and showed her three tiny vibrators with small alligator clamps attached.
Have you had these before?"
"No mistress C, but I have seen them in a catalogue and know what they are for m'am."
"Do you know why there are three?"
"One for each of my nipples and one for my clit Mistress C."
"My, you are a clever little slave!"
I took her nipple between my fingers and softly massaged it till it was fully erected then held the toy in front of her face and opened the clamp, reveling the tiny metal teeth.
I held it over her erect nipple and slowly let the teeth sink into her soft skin.
She sucked in a deep breath as the pain spread through her breast.
She moaned when the teeth of the second clamp bit into her other soft nipple but cried out loud when the clamps tiny teeth bit into her defenseless clit.
A soft humming could be herd, after I turned on the vibrators, mixed with the soft moaning of the girl.
"After you have counted out your punishment you have permission to orgasm but if you cum before, we start the whipping again from zero."
I took my position on the slave’s right hand side guessing the right length of the whip.
Keep your legs spread or we'll put a spreader bar between them and start over again.
"Yes Mistress C."
"Are you ready to count your punishment little slave."
"Yes Mistress C."
"Don't miss any, if you do it doesn’t count."
I had guessed the distance correctly. The first lash ran just over her nipples with the end folding around her breast ending on the soft flesh of the side.
Prepared or not the girl was surprised by the pain and screamed uncontrollably.
When she caught her breath again she counted out the stroke.
Anna's stroke eluded the same cry of agony after it cut across the girl’s buttocks, instantly leaving a vicious red welt.
"Two " thank you mistress's"
"Sorry little slave but you are mistaken! That's one from me and one from mistress A so we'll drop that one and you can start again at one with mistress A."
The new girl hung, motionless, in her restraints when we finished her punishment. She did remarkably well in counting each stroke and climaxed ferociously after she counted out the 50th stroke.
Her front and back was covered in bright red welts from shoulders to her knees.
Her face was a mess. Tears and spit drooling down her chin yet she looked satisfied.
Unable to keep herself standing she slowly sank down to a pile as we let her down.
Breathing hard it took about 5min. before she first moved and in the mean time Denise told us how wonderful the show was and how much it had turned her on.
She pushed a button on a small intercom on the table next to the couch she was sitting on.
Yes Madam? Came the prompt voice of slave G.
"Send down three available slaves"
"Yes Madam, as you wish."
A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. Slave G followed by three naked younger slaves entered the room.
Slave G briefly glanced at the new girl as she passed and lined the slaves in front of each of us.
Denise slid forward on the couch. We followed suit.
In Unisom the three slaves knelt down between our legs and began licking our hot pussies.
Within minutes we were all moaning.
Denise put her hand behind her slave’s head and pushed her mouth against her sex.
"Don't spill anything!" She said.
We thought she was going to cum but seeing the slave swallow vividly we realized Denise was peeing right into the slaves mouth.
The slave did a good job of swallowing but made the mistake of pulling her mouth away too soon and when Denise pushed her slaves face was sprayed full.
"6" Denise called and pushed again catching her slave off guard "12".
Quickly the slave placed her mouth back and drank the last drops Denise squeezed out.
“How dare you put your filthy wet face back and soil me with my own piss. Denise growled to her slave. For that I'm doubling your punishment!
No madam! Please don’t, the slave cried, my breasts have just healed form the last beating you gave me with that awful crop, madam!
The crop it is then! Maybe you will learn your lesson once and for all and don't even think of saying another word or I'll triple your punishment!
The slave bowed her head " yes Madam"
After multiple orgasms we ended the afternoon showering in Denise’s bathroom.
Dresses back into our normal clothing Slave G drove the 3of us in the Limo to the boutique that Denise had in mind.
Obviously Denise was a well-known customer in the boutique as we were ushered into a rather large back room. Denise took a seat on the leather armchair and within a minute of standing scarcely clad young girls brought in two other chairs.
The owner of the establishment joined us when we were sitting comfortably. She kissed Denise on the cheeks three times, which probably meant that she was Dutch. This became obvious when she spoke. She ordered one of her girls to bring in Champaign with a heavy Dutch accent.
The girl bowed her head and silently disappeared.
Denise and Yvonne chatted as the girls silently brought in a small table, ice bucket 4 glasses and a bottle of Dom Pérignon. Carefully one of the girls peeled the foil of the bottle and un-twisted the wire holding the cork.
Holding the bottle in a white serviette she twisted the cork. Surprised by the force the cork popped out with a loud bang before she could properly relieve the pressure.
Champagne gushed out, spilling onto the floor. The girl looked mortified and blushed. Madam Yvonne was furious!
She excused her self to us and walked to the middle of the room. From her long black leather boot she drew a riding crop and slapped her boot with it and pointed the crop to the floor.
Tears were already rolling down the girls face as she fell to her knees on the appointed spot. She stayed in an upright position but reached back, twisting her hands out so that her thumbs were on the outside as she grabbed her ankles neatly spreading her knees apart.
Her breasts were not small and when she tilted her head back they seemed to lay perfectly expelled from her chest.
Yvonne’s crop did not have a leather flap but a thin nylon semi stiff cord at the end. The sound it made was like a bullet whistling through the air as she whipped the young girls soft defenseless breasts.
Clenching her teeth the girl tried to bare the agony but soon after the 10th stroke she screamed out in a blood curdling cry of agony as Yvonne continued her lashings in rapid success.
When the beating stopped Yvonne looked up to us. “Did anybody count?”
Still surprised we shook our heads.
“49! Guess where nr 50 is going to go?”
The young girls breasts where a mass of deep purple welts. No mercy had been shown to the sensitive areolas, blood dripped from the welts where the soft flesh had been whipped more than twice.
Yvonne positioned herself behind the girl and grabbed her hair.
The girls knees came off the floor as Yvonne pulled her back. The girls eyes darted wildly around in anticipation of where the last stroke would land.
The crop flashed through the air and landed square on the girl’s soft pubic mound, whipping the nylon end around cutting into the soft folds of the girls open virginals.
As the pain spread though the poor girls pubes she screamed out louder than before, her eyes rolled up and she fell unconscious.
“Sorry about that but you do understand that there are things that need immediate attention” Yvonne said as she sat down again.
Denise smiled “But of Corse we understand!”
Anna and I both agreed, nonchalantly, as if the whole thing was nothing more than an interrupting phone call though our hearts pounded in our chests.
“What is the nature of this visit so un announced?”
“Well, these two young ladies each need an assortment of items for their future role as promising mistresses!”
Yvonne smiled from ear to ear! “Are we talking about an ‘assortment’ or a ‘full assortment?”
“Full assortment!”
Yvonne clapped her hands and the two girls standing at the door ran off. “It’s always a pleasure doing business with you Denise!”
The entire staff lined up before us as they showed us everything they had to offer in the shop. After an hour or so we had decided on each item that was presented.
Anna still had two crops in her hands contemplating which one she liked most. “Its hard to decide, this one feels better but this one looks better and I’m unsure which one would inflict the most… discomfort.”
“Would you like to have a demonstration to help you decide?” “That would make things easier Madam Yvonne!”
Yvonne looked to the girl standing at the door, which ran off at the slightest nod from her superior.
Shortly later two naked twin girls entered the room and bowed their heads.
The girl at the door handed Madam Yvonne a pair of thick leather handcuffs. Yvonne cuffed the twins together and gave each one, one of the crops that Anna hadn’t decided on.
“The rules are as usual! The one who looses will not allowed to cum for a month and has to pleasure the winner each day to the winners likings!”
“Let the game begin!” The twins stepped to the center of the room. Yvonne had cuffed the twin’s together knowing that one was left-handed and the other right. The look in the girl’s eyes became vicious as they both wanted to win. Being of equal strength, build and determination the quality of the crop would determine the winner.
The first lash rang out followed by loud yelp as the soft flesh under the opponent’s breasts turned bright red.
The fight was fierce, the two, previously white bodies of the twins now reminded one of a blue sky full of white airplane trails on a clear winters day.
One last fierce blow sent the one twin to her knees after the blow had ruptured her nipple, splattering blood along the wall.
We thought we had a winner but her opponent struck back with an unbelievable force that landed exactly on her sisters clit.
Unable to make a sound she slumped to the floor and vomited. The real winner, though in severe pain, smiled and hobbled over to her sister and grabbed her by the hair. Rolling her face upward she positioned herself above her sisters face and pissed on her. “You’ll be drinking my piss and cum for a whole month you bitch!”
The decision of which crop to purchase had been made. The other items we had decided on were already in the trunk of the car. A black leather bag was all that slave G held when we exited the boutique. The bag was for if we needed to travel lightly.
"Can you come again tomorrow? Denise asked before we got out of the limo at home."
"Sorry but its mums day off and she home and surely ask if we went out."
"Ok, then I guess I'll have to have Gwen punish slave A."
"24 strokes with a crop on the breasts is severe don't you think?"
"Nonsense! That's just what she wanted. Didn't you see her grin when she bowed her head?"
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