The Epic Adventures of Linda in Life · Enslaved 2 · Part 2 (2/2)
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"Place your hands behind your back, one palm in the other, straight back, and lick my feet, slave….."
From below, "yes, Master" and then the feeling of a soft tongue sliding over the tops of first one foot and then the other, and the head moving as the tongue searched for, found and licked, carefully, ten separate toes and then withdrew and the lips gently kissed each foot…….
He sighed through a knowing grin as he stared down at the still wet head of chestnut colored hair and the trembling arms, hands and body below Him. She was obviously, completely enjoying this, far more than He was or that He had hoped that she would.
He reached down and took her shoulders, palm under each, and sat her back up, saying…….
"When we 'meet', each time, you will do what you just did when I stand where I just did, after you have assumed the position……..understand?"
"Oh, YES, Master….. I understand!" and a long shuddering sigh from the down turned mouth could be plainly heard.
"Place your hands, palm up, back on your thighs."
"Yes, Master"
Walking behind her, took her hair in both His hands, at the rear of her head, and drew her backward, as he said…..
"Close your eyes and lie back slowly…….all the way back between your legs…."
"yes, Master….thank you Master"
"For what?"
"For showing me YOUR WAYS for me Master"
"Do you like them?"
"Oh,…. YYYEEEESSSS MASTER….. VERY VERY MUCH, Master" came the reply.
"This, my sole slave and only possession, is your FIRST POSITION before YOUR Master and it's three separate variations. You will always sit this way, upright, when you are with me, even in the car, which you have already done and therefore know, don't you?"
"YES, MASTER!" (a shudder as memories of that returned to her) "In the forward position, you greet me as you did, with lips and tongue, just as you did tonight, for the first time….every time we begin…without me telling you to….do you understand?"
Yes, Master… I understand Master… COMPLETELY, MASTER!" (another sigh and shudder).
"It does not matter who is in the room. If you are naked and have come to serve me, you will do this…..do you understand?"
"Yes Master…..may I ask you a question Master?"
"Yes"
"Will you have others with us, Master, when we are together this way?"
"Perhaps, but that depends on what you and I agree to, my slave…between us and ONLY us!"
"Yes, Master…. I understand you, Master" (a long, contented sigh) "In the forward position, I may bind and strap you tightly, and leave you there if you misbehave or disobey me in MINOR ways, do you understand me?"
"YES, MASTER" (strong, clipped and very quickly said) "And in this, backward position, legs spread wide, your back and head upon the floor, toes pointed back and soles of your feet exposed upward along side you, hands palm up on your thighs, and legs spread wide open…..in THIS POSITION you shall receive SEVENS for things such as failing to call me Master after each set of words or answers you speak to me………do you understand me?"
"yes"
He smiled and chuckled to himself as he slowly left her and walked over to the leather covered bench and retrieved the well oiled and previously well USED cat and then walked back to stand beside her.
"I see……my misbehaving wench! You've just EARNED a seven, haven't you?"
"YES………. MASTER!" came the reply.
"Sevens are administered with a cat or a crop upon the soles of your feet, the palms of your hands, upon your bare breasts and upon the 'valley of your Master's pleasures', in rotation……seven separate strokes to seven separate and predetermined locations, always the same…..do you understand me, slave?"
A long shudder, and low moan followed by a timid "yes, Master".
And with that, He carefully whipped the soles of her feet, the palms of her hands, each breast and then laid the crop, length- wise, up the middle of her spread legs in quick succession, as she moaned and spread her legs wider and thrust her chest body upward to meet the last three "strokes".
"That is a SEVEN, slave"
"I like them, MASTER…….. I like them very very much, MASTER!"
"Some slaves fear them a great deal……..they will beg and plead to avoid them."
"NOT YOUR SLAVE, MASTER…… I….. LIKE….. THEM….. MASTER… A LOT, MASTER!!!" came the unhesitating reply.
Somehow, He knew that would be her answer,….. He knew it!
"One final item……….the punishment for you rejecting me or ejecting me, ANY PART of me……from your mouth or any other orifice of your body….from the valley of MY pleasures or any where else………is A SEVEN-FIVE-SEVEN……this you will DEFINITELY NOT LIKE, slave"
"yes, Master?" (a long shudder)
"SEVEN continuous SEVENS, administered hard and fast, in quick succession, followed by FIVE MINUTES of *THIS*"……..stooping down, He reached between her splayed legs, running His thumb and forefinger up from the VERY WET soft and lightly spasming mouth of her sexual passage until the hooded and tingling stem of her sexual core was between His thumb and fore finger as the blond's had been just a short time ago………
"OH, NO MASTER……. I won't EVER reject you or push you out of me….. EVER…. NOT EVER……. MASTER……… I promise you………. I will take you inside me and service you…… I won't reject you……. EVER, MY MASTER…….." and a low moan as the finger and thumb tightened and slowly gripped her in the most intimate and "knowing" of ways…….."NO, MASTER….. NEVER, MASTER……. NOT EVER… MASTER!!!!" she shot back at Him, tersely and fully meaning every word as the full impact of FIVE MINUTES of this registered upon her……
He watched the knot of fear tighten in her belly muscles and ripple across her lower torso as her breath quickened………and released her and stood back up.
"Master?"
"Yes?"
"Would you REALLY do that to me for FIVE MINUTES, Master, if I rejected you from my mouth or 'other places' Master?"
"Without hesitation, slave….. WITHOUT HESITATION!"
"Thank you, Master…. I understand, Master"
Walking behind her, He placed the palms of His hands under her shoulders and raised her to an upright, 'normal' kneeling version of His FIRST POSITION and left her there, head down, eyes cast downward, palms on thighs, upward, knees spread far far apart and walked to the far end of the room to the open door leading into what looked like a black leather lined cell of some sort. As He walked, he thought about how wet linda had been when He had demonstrated the SEVEN-FIVE-SEVEN……wetter then when Marla, Mistress Marla, had been working on her earlier and when he had His hand up inside her……..
He now KNEW linda absolutely reacted, with extreme hunger and fear built passion, to the routines He had just explained and demonstrated. Any woman He had ever used them on previously, had done the same. They were HIS punishments and position(s)……uniquely His. Something He had slowly developed over the years after working with several good slaves…..full and complete submissives….sexual submissives, all……and He understood the effect of the kneeling, spread position as it tensioned and focused tendons and muscles and amplified the sexual effect of His words and His actions or attentions on His slave(s). From what linda had previously done, He knew she was familiar with the workings of the position and could do it for long periods of time, effortlessly, it seemed. He would find that out, for sure, shortly.
Stepping through the door to the cell, He was greeted by a strange and wild sight, on the wall to His left, framed in solid black leather……….
"Come here, Master Paul, and see the 'resting position' of my little blond bitch slave you wore out, out there!" Marla exclaimed to Him as he walked toward them.
There, on a long, padded and leather covered wall, was the blond slave, bound tight to it, face outward, splayed in a wide "X", no part of her touching floor or ceiling, black leather straps anchoring her tightly to the wall at wrists, forearms, and upper arms above, across her forehead, a wide, ball gag containing strap over her mouth, a padded blinder strap over her eyes, a very wide strap across her upper chest under her arms, a wider one yet across her belly and four wide straps across her upper and lower legs, splayed out below as her arms were above.
From between her legs came a two inch wide strap that rose upward and buckled to a strap and belt buckle riveted to the strap over her belly……a strap that passed through leather loops on the ends of buried shafts that filled her, front and back, and from which two wires ran from each shaft base to a small, many knobbed, black box on the wall. On each nipple, was affixed a butterfly nipple clamp, from which hung a fair sized lead weight.
As He approached the strapped up blond He could hear her muffled, guttural moans and protests but not much else. Marla ran Her hands over the bound and spread blond's splayed body and then walked to the the black box and turned dials. A low humm came from the buried shafts inside the now quivering blond. As Marla turned the knobs the humm grew louder and louder. Satisfied, She released the knob and walked over to Master Paul.
"You like my little special resting arrangement for this bitch, Master Paul?"
It was then that He noticed four extra pairs of wires coming out from under the crotch dividing and splitting black leather strap and going up to the many knobbed control box……
"What are the other four sets of wires for, Marla?"
"Oh, those……deep inside her pussy are two silver 'eggs' with vibrators in them……in between the two plugs, front and rear, there is another one, laid crossways and held tight there with the strap, and finally, there is another, buried above the front shaft, in the slit, up against her clit, above, just below it and just touching it. I only have the vibrators on in the shafts at present, which, incidentally, I can expand or contract inside her with one of the knobs…….the shafts will expand outward or shrink inward……..watch……"
She went back to the many knobbed box and began adjusting other knobs. Each adjustment brought a 'reaction' from the helplessly bound and spread slave……and the weights on the nipple clamps began to sway and bob continuously as the adjustments were made.
As Mistress Marla adjusted and 'tuned' the knobs and the devices they controlled, the strapped open slave's toes began to curl involuntarily, and her fists clenched….. He could see her jaws tighten, also, as she bore down on the ball gag with her teeth…
Marla continued to adjust and tune as the belly muscles of the now jerking blond ripple with sexual excitement and reactions……the muscles in her neck and the rest of her body began to tighten, visibly, and her breath, through only her nostrils, came in quick, deep snorts.
Paul watched the Mistress continue making adjustments out of the corner of His eyes as he watched the 'reactions' they caused on the strapped body before Him………several final adjustments caused the blond to stiffen visibly and mightily, after which a long snorting sigh was heard and she went limp in the straps, toes uncurling, palms opening and all muscles relaxing…….
Mistress Marla stepped away from the box and walked over to Him to stand next to Him………..
"OUT!…. Like a light!…….. In record time, too!……. Watch what happens next as she comes around….. I've left the devices where they were set when she went out……watch…. I'll be back in a minute."
She left the room and He stood there watching the limp blond strapped to the wall before Him. After several minutes, the toes and fingers moved slightly, and then the body, strapped tight as it was, jerked wildly against the straps and a long series of gagged, protesting moans and muffled screams could be heard as the fists tensioned and released and the toes curled and un- curled………and that process went on for several more minutes, accompanied, always, by the panting, snorting sounds of increased breathing through the nose and the onset and increase of the rippling belly muscles and then a general tightening of all muscles, over the entire body, followed by a long muffled scream or moan and then total relaxation as the blond went 'lights out' again.
Marla came back in the room just as the strapped up slave was coming back to life a second time…….
"See?….. She's good for dozens of those, through the night…. and when I'm through with her, she'll do ANYTHING I ask of her or command her to do……..this little trick is my 'specialty', Master Paul……. I take uncooperative women who may not want to do my bidding and be my slave or someone else's, especially women who are, shall we say, less then appreciative of sexually pleasing a man or a woman to whom they belong or will belong, and I teach them to appreciate VOLUNTARY SEX through long and continuous INVOLUNTARY ORGASMS AND FULL CLIMAXES TO UNCON- SCIOUSNESS in this fully bound and helpless position….."
Marla walked over to the now orgasmically rising blond and pulled the nipple clamps out fiercely from her chest with one hand and began whipping the tensioned breasts with the crop She held in Her other hand……….continuously over, under, in between and on the sides of each breast…….as the blond's muffled screams and gurgling moans rose and the toes curled and fists clenched once again and she again passed out…….this time, coated from head to toes with sweat………and with a solid golden stream of urine streaming down her limp legs onto the terrazzo floor below her; streaming off the ends of her toes in multiple golden waterfalls.
Marla turned around and walked back to Master Paul.
"Come on out here….. I want to show you something linda built for me….designed……a while back…..from memory……. I just moved her for you so you can see her handiwork used on her….." and Marla and Paul walked out of the cell, Marla closing the door, with a final sounding slam, behind her. As the door slammed shut, Master Paul thought about the endless series of orgasms the blond would experience through the coming hours and He shuddered….it was not good to leave a slave that way, unattended.
As His eyes focused on the room before him, in the dim, infra-red light, He saw linda, stretched horizontal in the middle of the room where the blond had been in the rams and blocks. Only, linda was stretched between four rams with her hands and feet in the black rubber blocks, spreadeagled, face up, horizontally, about crotch height with a fifth ram rising from the floor and under her back. All five rams were coming out of the floor, and none were extending down from the ceiling, as before with the blond. The one at her middle back had a rubber block or pad that gripped her from the top of her behind, along her back for maybe eighteen inches toward her shoulder blades. The block was huge and rose up around her sides. An eighteen inch wide black leather strap rose out of one side of the huge block and passed over her belly to anchor tightly to the rubber block's other side.
Linda was exactly horizontal, fully spread and very very tightly tensioned out of the large belly and back block toward each outer, spread ram and hand or foot encasing rubber block. As He walked around to her head, hanging backward, hair dangling down toward the floor, He said……..
"Well, lovely slave….what have we here?"
"Alex's RAMS, MASTER!" came the terse reply.
"I see………do you 'like' them, slave?"
"NO MASTER!!!" came the terser reply, filled with fear which was emphasized by a long shudder through her body.
"I see…….who put you in these, slave?"
"ALEX, MASTER!" another shudder.
"Did Alex hurt you in these?"
"YES, MASTER!"
"Are you afraid of them?"
"Terrified, MASTER….."
"Then why are you in them, MY lovely slave?"
"Mistress Marla put me in them to show you what Alex did to me, Master"
The Epic Adventures of Linda in Life · Enslaved 2 · Part 2 (2/2)
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