New Way of Banking · Part 1

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Chapter 1

I was the person who approves the mortgage loans at the bank where I work. Actually, seeing as though there is only one bank in town, you may as well say I controlled the financing of most of the construction in the town. I had held this prestigious position for over 4 years and was held in high regard by all the bank employees including management. While not really one a fast track, I expected further promotions to come. My long term goal was to become the first female bank President. Then I made a career ending mistake.

A young couple, Chester and Victoria Field, applied for a mortgage and after reviewing their application, I determined that their eligibility for a mortgage in the amount they requested was marginal at best. I decided I wanted to meet to the couple so I had my secretary set up an interview with them.

From the moment they entered my office it was obvious who wore the pants in the family, and it wasn’t Chester! Chester was what I would call a wimp. He was constantly looking for approval from his wife. Victoria, on the other hand, was drop dead gorgeous. She was almost petite, maybe 5 foot 4 inches tall, long brown hair, and a nice figure, although not very big in the breast area. Both were in their mid-twenties, ten years younger than me. As soon as I saw Victoria, I knew I wanted to make love with her.

Before I go any further, I should say a few words about myself. I am quite good looking, single, and bisexual. My interests outside of work mostly revolve around BDSM and I am what as referred to as a Dominatrix. From time to time I have as many as four slaves who tend to my every need. At the present time, I own only one slave. I am very active in the local kink community but am careful to keep my private life private. I am certain nobody at the bank knows about my kinky side and am equally certain they would never approve of it. I am also a professional photographer and artist, specializing in erotica. My photos and artwork have won many awards countrywide and I make a fair amount of money from my hobby.

I knew the best way to get Victoria into my bed was to get her into my house first. I invited the two of them to my house for drinks one evening on the pretence of getting to know them better. I suppose that part was true.

When they arrived at my house, my attire was no longer the professional looking business suit they were accustomed to seeing me in; I wore tight fitting leather pants, over the knee black leather boots, and a leather jacket and a spiked collar. My hair was slicked back. Victoria and Chester were dressed as if they were attending church. Chester wore a suit and tie while Victoria wore a very pretty pants suit, stockings and heels. I welcomed them in and showed them to my living room. The walls of the room were covered with my erotic photos and drawings. Victoria looked around the room, fascinated by all my pictures.

Chester kept his down, as if he was afraid to look at the “dirty” pictures, many of which had nudity. I walked around the room with Victoria, answering questions about my art work and offering descriptions of various pieces. I then asked her in she and Chester ever practiced bondage or S&M in their sex lives. She got a bit red in the face, but she admitted she liked to tie up Chester and spank him sometimes. She said Chester requested to be tied up originally and that she was a novice at BDSM.

We walked over to Chester and I said “Chester, stand up.” He got up from the chair and looked at me. “Victoria tells me you like to be tied up” I said. He glanced quickly over at his wife and was obviously embarrassed and upset by my comment. “Don’t be embarrassed. We’re all friends here. Vicky, show me how you tie up Chester” I said as I pulled out some rope from my jacket pocket and handed it to her. “Nobody ever calls me Vicky. I have always gone by Victoria” she said as she took the rope. “I think Vicky is more fitting for you while you are in my presence. I shall address you as Vicky”.

Vicky then pulled Chester’s arms behind him and attempted to tie his hands behind his back. Her hands were shaking, I suppose due to the nervousness I had caused her. When she finished tying Chester’s hands, she stepped back, as if asking for approval. “Chester, can you get loose?” I asked. Chester wiggled about for a couple of minutes and freed himself from Victoria’s tying job. He proudly showed me his hands, indicating he was now loose. “Vicky, let me show you the technique I use” I said “I’m sure you will agree it is much for effective”.

I pulled Chester’s arms behind his back, being much more forceful than Victoria had been. I roughly pulled his elbows close together and wrapped rope around them several times. I then cinched the binding tightly before tying a square knot. I then repeated the process with his wrists. Satisfied, I said “Okay Chester, see if you can get free now”. He struggled for several minutes before saying “No, I’m afraid I’m stuck”.

“Yes you are stuck, and that is how you will remain until I say otherwise” I said. “Chester, I think you are a wimp. I think you are a wimp and that your wife Victoria is the boss of you”. Chester hung his head and said “Yes Ma’am, you are correct”.

“Vicky, show me how you spank your husband” I ordered. Startled by request, she turned red with embarrassment. “Show me I said!” I repeated harshly. Vicky slapped Chester’s butt a few times with her open hand and then looked at me and said “That’s how I do it”. I smiled and said “My turn”. I loosened Chester’s belt and undid his pants so that they fell to the floor. He looked at me, horrified. I said “you do want that mortgage, right?” He slowly nodded his head up and down indicating yes. I then pulled his boxers down to the floor. I took the belt from Chester’s pants and folded in half. I then slapped his bare butt about 20 times with his belt. I then looked at Vicky and said “That’s how it’s done”.

Vicky just stared at her husband’s bare butt, bright red from the beating I had just given him. She also noticed his unmistakable erection. She reached over and grabbed his cock and said “We should have applied for a mortgage two years ago.”

“Chester, are you a little piggy?” I asked. He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. Before he could answer I said “I think you are. I’m going to put this pig nose on you to remind me that you are a little piggy”. I then put a rubber pig nose on his face, covering his nose and secured it with the attached rubber band. “Kick your pants off piggy and follow me” I said. I took him to the kitchen and said “down on your knees piggy.” I showed him a rag and a pail of water and said “You are to clean this floor while I show Vicky some more of the house. That’s right, just take the rag in your teeth and clean my floor.”

I stood there watching him my clean the floor with the rag in his mouth, down on his knees. “Chester, do you like my boots?” I asked. “Yes, I do, Ma’am” he replied. “Show me; show me how much you like them. Worship them piggy”. He kissed and licked my boots while Vicky looked on in amazement. I let him worship my boots for a few minutes and then said “You know nothing about worshiping boots. Get back to my floor piggy, and you better do a good job or else”. I then took Vicky’s arm and led her to my bedroom.

When we got to my bedroom Vicky seemed hesitant. I urged her along by nudging her arm and said “Come along dear, I want to show you something”. In my very large bedroom was some bondage furniture. This was a two tiered bench equipped with straps to bind a slave, a St Andrews cross, and a small cage. One wall in the room had several screw eyes, also called eye bolts, attached to the wall at various distances apart. Tied to the screw eyes was a woman positioned on her knees with her back facing the wall. Her arms were spread wide, but not tight. She couldn’t stand, tied as she was, but she could bend over so her face could reach the floor. “Vicky, this is Sonya. She belongs to me. She is not permitted to speak at this time so please don’t ask her anything. She is being punished”.

I walked over to Sonya and said “Sonya, please demonstrate the proper boot worship method for my friend Vicky”. I sat down in a comfortable chair and presented my boot for Sonya to worship. Sonya immediately started kissing and licking my boot. “Vicky, pull up a chair and watch Sonya worship my boots. She is an expert at it. Maybe after you learn her secrets you can teach your worthless husband.”

Vicky moved a chair close to Sonya so she could see an expert boot worshipper in action. After about 10 minutes I switched boots so Sonya could clean my other boot. Sonya worshiped my other boot for several minutes. After I was satisfied, I said “Vicky, ask Sonya to worship your shoes now”. “Oh no, I couldn’t” Vicky blushed. “I’m sure you can, Sonya, worship my friend’s shoes now.” Sonya struggled to get closer to Vicky but couldn’t reach her feet. “Vicky, please don’t torment my slave, move a little closer so she can do a proper job on your shoes”. Vicky was obviously uncomfortable having Sonya worshiping her shoes. “Vicky, remove your shoes for my slave.

She likes to suck on the toes of her Mistress.” Reluctantly, Vicky removed her shoes and allowed Sonya to suck on her toes. I studied Vicky’s face while Sonya was sucking on her toes and it was clear to me she was enjoying it after a while. After a while I said “Come with my Vicky, I have something to show you.”

I led Vicky to my large walk-in closet and showed her my treasures. I had several kinky outfits and several restraint devices. She picked out one and asked “What is this thing? Do you wear it?” “Oh that. I love that. It’s called a sleeve, a bondage sleeve, also called an arm binder” I explained. ‘Would you like to try it on?” I asked. Not waiting for an answer, I said. “Take your blouse and bra off.” “I don’t really want to do this” Vicky said. “You want that mortgage, don’t you? Now remove your blouse and bra and don’t make me ask you again. I won’t hurt you and I think you will enjoy it.”

Vicky removed her blouse and bra and set them on a chair. I gently pulled her arms behind her back and I slipped the sleeve over her arms, pulling up as far as I could. I then ran the straps under her arms and around the back of her neck and buckled it to the back of the sleeve. I then pulled the sleeve up towards her shoulders as tight as I could. I next started the long process of lacing up the sleeve. Starting at the wrists, I pulled the laces tight. Moving towards the shoulders, I tightened the sleeve a little more with each set of holes until Vicky’s elbows were touching. I could feel her freedom disappearing with every pull of the laces. I relished the feeling of power I had over her at the time. I continued lacing up the sleeve until I reached her shoulders.

I gently turned her around so she was facing me and kissed her lips. “Tonight you belong to me, Vicky” I said and gently pushed her onto the bed. My mouth found one of her tits and she started to complain “Don’t, please don’t do that”. “Anymore complaining will get you gagged. You want that mortgage don’t you?” I asked. I reached up and covered her mouth with my hand. I reached down to her waist and found her pussy. I could feel her swelled pussy through her slacks. I kept rubbing until I could tell she was really turned on. I then loosened her slacks and pulled them off. She lifted her butt to help so I knew she was done fighting me. I kept massaging her pussy, teasing her immensely. Finally I slipped a finger inside her swollen, hot, pussy.

I took my leather jacket off and put one of my tits in her mouth. I had worn nothing under my jacket, hoping this would happen. Eventually I eased myself down to her pussy and slipped my tongue inside her. She started moaning like crazy and I kept licking. The louder she groaned, the deeper I reached with my tongue. I made her cum 3 times before I climbed on her and planted my pussy right on her mouth. If she was new at this, you could have fooled me. She licked me expertly; when I came I squirted my love juices all over her face.

“I’ll be right back” I said. I went to the kitchen and got Chester. I led him into my bedroom and grabbed the biggest ball gag I had. I buckled it on him and ordered him to stand and watch two women make love. I strapped a double ended strap-on onto Vicky and helped her stand up. I took all my clothes off and ordered her to fuck me. I got on the bed and helped ease the strap-on inside me. She fucked me with all the enthusiasm I could have ever dream of. There she stood, naked except for the bondage sleeve, fucking me while her husband and Sonya watched us. It was awesome. I got off 3 more times.

Around 2:00AM, after everybody except Sonya was untied and dressed, we all sat at the table to discuss their mortgage. I said I would tentatively approve their mortgage under the following conditions.

The two of them would spend the next 4 weekends at my house and I would enlighten them regarding BDSM. They are to arrive promptly at 8:00PM and stay until 6:00PM on Sunday. They each should bring one change of clothing and a toothbrush. Nothing else would be needed. Victoria would become my personal apprentice, a dominatrix in training, and she would be addressed as Vicky by me. Chester would be taught to be a suitable submissive. Our BDSM activities will NEVER be spoken of outside of my house.

Chapter 2 On the follow Friday evening I was ready to party. Vicky and Chester were expected at 8PM, I took a bath and donned a sexy leather cat suit and my black leather boots. I was ready when the doorbell rang. I greeted them at the door and lead them to my living room, just like when they were here before. As soon as we all were seated, I asked Vicky “Vicky, have you been tying up Chester like I showed you?” “No, we haven’t had time this week” she replied. “hhhmmm I see. Chester, disrobe please” I ordered. Chester hesitated, but before he had a chance to question me, I stood up and commanded “NOW! Get your clothes off. NOW!”

He quickly took his clothes off after my outrage. I walked over to him and grabbed his balls and twisted them until he grimaced in pain. I then sweetly said “Please don’t make me angry Chester. You won’t like me when I’m angry.” I released the grip I had on him and turned to Vicky. “Vicky, please tie up Chester’s arms like I showed you last time.” Vicky quickly grabbed a piece of rope from the table and tied Chester’s elbows. She looked at me, as if to ask for approval. I just nodded and she moved to Chester’s wrists and tied them also.

“Put this on him too” I said as I tossed her a large red ball gag. I don’t want to hear his whining. “Blindfold him with this” I ordered as I handed her a leather blindfold. When she had the ball gag secured and the blindfold in place, I said “Get down on your knees Chester and keep your nose touching the floor. Leave it there until I say otherwise”. I handed Vicky a pair of wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. “Vicky, take your clothes off and put these on while I tell you what I have planned for you. Have you ever heard the expression ‘scratch a sadist and you’ll find a masochist’? I am going to teach you to become a good sadistic dominatrix, but first you must learn to be submissive slave. Now come with me to my playroom. Chester, follow me, but keep your nose to the floor at all times.

I handed Vicky a burlap sack that I had altered to make it into a burlap dress. I had cut a slit through the bottom of the sack and arm holes on the sides. She will look like a peasant girl; hopefully, she will feel that way also. I then put a blindfold on her and pulled her arms behind her back, locking them together. I next slipped a rope, a noose actually over her head and lead her to my playroom. “Chester, you follow us”.

I ran her leash rope through a pulley in the ceiling and then pulled the rope tight enough to force her to her toes and tied it off. “Tonight you are my slave. Pay attention and learn from this experience my slave. Now, tell me, how do you wish to please me slave?” “I don’t know what you want me to do Mistress” Vicky said. “Tell me you want to worship my boots. Beg me Vicky, beg me to let you worship my boots”.

“Please Mistress may I worship your boots. I want to worship them better than Sonya showed me. Please Mistress, let me show you what a good slave I can be for you” she begged. “Very well slave, I will let you worship my boots. If you do a good job I might let you worship my ass as well”. I loosened the rope and ordered her “Down of your knees slave. I have prepared a nice carpet to rest your knees on”. There is no carpet at all, just a pile on cinders.

Vicky winced as her knees hit the cinder “carpet” I had laid out for her. She began kissing and licking my right boot. I could tell she had learned by watching Sonya. I watched as she worshipped my boot and I was getting turned on. After a few minutes I switched boots and let her worship my left boot. ”Remove my boot slave. Don’t soil my boot with your hand, use your teeth to pull the zipper down. ”

After I removed my boots I allowed her to suck on my toes while I played with myself until I had a fantastic orgasm.

After I came I untied Vicky and showed her to my playroom where I have most of my bondage equipment. I guided her to two tiered bondage bench. The bondage bench actually looks like a miniature picnic table. The slave’s legs go on the seat part and the slave’s chest lies on the table portion. “Get on my little bondage bench, with your knees on the lower part. Just straddle the top part, like you are riding a horse”. I helped her get on the bondage bench and positioned her the way I wanted her. I secured her wrists and ankles to the bondage bench. She was now helpless, with her head in the perfect position to pleasure me.

I then decided to show mercy on Chester and untied him. I led him to a set of small stocks and locked his legs in them. The stocks are made of wood 2 inches thick and 2 feet long with ankle holes near the ends. There is an eye bolt in the stocks I tied a rope around Chester’s balls and then through eye bolt, pulling it very tight, but not tying it, yet! I then pulled the stocks up in the air toward the ceiling and tied to rope to a hook in the ceiling. He could grab the rope and pull, relieving the tension on his balls, but eventually he would get tired and have to release the rope. “Chester, how long would you like me to leave you like this? 2 hours? 4 hours? 8 hours? The longer you say, the less I will torture your wife.”

“Ma’am, I don’t think I can stand even 1 hour of this torture. Please have mercy on me” he begged.

“Fine then, one hour is your limit. That means I will torture your wife very severely. I will make sure she knows her punishment will be severe because of your unwillingness to endure much punishment.”

“Chester, I have your wife bound to my bondage bench. I’m going to use my riding crop on her white ass until it is way beyond bright red while you sit on the floor and do nothing about it. If you hear my whip striking her ass, think about how pathetic you are. If you hear her having an orgasm, you think how useless you are. If you feel me kick you in the balls or in your fat ass, just think about who is in control of you”.

I grabbed my favorite riding crop and proceeded to whip Vicky’s ass. “Please Ma’am stop, you are hurting me”. “Oh Vicky, you are not nearly red enough and your worthless excuse for a husband can’t save you” I replied. I continued to whip Vicky for another 5 minutes. “Please stop Ma’am, I can’t take any more of this whipping” she begged. “Okay, I’ll do something different. I will flog Chester for a while my slave Sonya fucks your ass. “Sonya, put your strap-on on and come in here” I called out.

“Sonya, you are to fuck Vicky until she cums. In the mean time, I will be flogging Chester’s ass. You may do anything else you want to Vicky, the sooner she cums, the soon I will stop flogging her husband”.

I then helped Chester to his feet and tied his hands together behind his back. I then tied a rope around his wrists and ran the rope through an eye bolt in the ceiling, pulling Chester’s arms high above his head, resulting in a very strict strappado. I started flogging Chester’s ass lightly at first, then harder. I varied the intensity of my strokes so he never knew when a hard one was coming. Sonya was busy fucking Vicky’s ass while playing with her tits. Eventually, my arm grew tired from striking Chester, so I stopped flogging him and jammed a 6 inch butt shocking plug up his ass. I gave him a few jolts just so he knew what to expect. I then set a timer so he received a jolt every 10 minutes.

I then went to Vicky and grabbed her hair. I tied a rope around her hair, giving her a pony tail. “Sonya, down on your knees and lick my ass hole while Vicky licks my pussy”. I quickly got naked and using the rope around Vicky’s hair as a handle I pulled her head up and jammed my pussy in her face. “Lick me my sluts; you have 10 minutes to make me cum”.

After I came, I untied Vicky’s arms and retied them behind her back. I then tied a rope around her wrists, ran it through a pulley attached to the ceiling, and then through another pulley a few feet away, and then tied it to a 5 gallon bucket which I positioned 2 feet from the floor. The bucket was empty, for now.

I then untied Chester and showed him how a bondage fiddle works. I locked it on his neck and his wrists. I then lead him to a post anchored to the floor and locked the fiddle to the post so he had to remain on his knees. Attached to the post was a fake cock. “Suck this cock while I adjust its position”. Once everything was adjusted, I explained “This is how this works. When the bucket is filled with, le

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