Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the first of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be mature and find something else to read. If you feel this story is in the wrong category, in the whole scheme of things, does it really matter? Let me repeat this to those few who dislike my writings -- If you don't like it, don't read it. How simple is that?
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"You're late again sluts! Get the fuck in here and close that door. Kneel before me...NOW!" barked Victoria in a voice leaving no room for doubt that she was more than pissed off.
I pulled the door shut and heard it lock into place and then following Michelle's lead ran to Victoria and fell on my knees at her feet. I had noticed that she was dressed completely in black leather. Boots, thong and a bra that was more of a harness and it barely covered her nipples.
"What the fuck was it this time?"
"Sorry Ma'am," Michelle whispered out, "but it is not our fault. The elevator..."
'Slap, slap, slap.' Victoria used her palm and backhand while holding my wife's hair and hit her with hard blows. I watched as Michelle held back from uttering any sound but saw her eyes get watery as she glared at Victoria.
(Michelle and I had discussed our attitudes and thought that it was time to take it up a notch to feel the benefits of being true painsluts. We agreed to behave as slaves with attitude problems beginning with this Saturday's training. From this point on, we would struggle, curse and disobey our superiors at the appropriate moments.)
"I don't care about your stupid excuses slut. Strip naked. Now! Then assume slave position while I discuss this matter with your stupid idiot of a husband here," she barked and turned to me grabbing me by my hair at the same time. "Ten fucking minutes boy! That's how long you kept all of us waiting including your Mistress. You will be punished for this william and you will end up regretting being late. Now strip and assume slave position."
As I jumped to my feet I noticed that Michelle was naked and in slave position already. 'God, how beautiful she looks,' I thought as I started to remove my shoes and clothing. Then in a sarcastic tone, I tuned to Victoria and said, " Does this mean my cock harness comes off as well, Bitch?"
Victoria just glared at me knowing that I was trying to be a smart-ass and then pushed a button on the desk. "Get on you knees boy! NOW!"
Almost immediately, the door behind Victoria's desk opened and Betty stepped through. She was dressed exactly like Victoria with the exception, I noticed, that the heels on her boots seemed to be twice as high as Victoria's and it caused her some difficulty in walking. Also, her thong was even smaller than Victoria's and just covered her crack.
As I was taking in Betty's entrance, I had forgotten to keep my head down and also failed to notice Victoria move quietly to me, and then, 'WHAP,' she kicked me hard on the cock cage. The pain from the spikes and the blow to my cock and balls caused me to scream out in agony and then, 'WHAP.' That bitch just kicked me as hard as she could on the left side of my rib cage with the toe of her boot. This caused me to gasp for air as I worried about cracked ribs. "That was for your wise ass comments boy. Now strip and assume Slut position. Quickly." Victoria yelled as she moved behind me.
I jumped to my feet and removed my shoes and coveralls. Just as I was stepping out of the last leg of the only piece of clothing that I wore, I looked up and saw that both Michelle and Betty were starring at me with my cock straining to be released from its confinement. Betty had a wicked smile on her face and Michelle was running her tongue around her lips. 'Whap,' I received a blow at the back of my head from the hand of Victoria.
"No one told you to look around asshole," she hissed into my left ear, "and get into position. Betty, take the bitch out and prepare her for training. I'll take care of this piece of shit. When you are ready, take her to the training room. Mistress Alexis is there waiting for her guest as well as her painsluts. We are running late so be quick about it."
I heard Michelle let out a grunt as I went to my knees and I caught a glimpse of them leaving. Betty had hold of Michelle's hair and had her bent at the waist as she was taken out of the room. Just as they left, I heard Betty say, "This is another position that you will learn today cunt." As I got on my back, I raised myself up by my legs and palms of my hands that were reversed above my head. Then I spread my legs as far apart as possible with my steel bound cock high in the air.
"Very good slut," Victoria commented, "Did you attempt to remove the lock."
"No Ma'am."
"Now let's get something straight boy. If you disappoint your Mistress today, you will be required to wear this for the entire week. You will be given another device or perhaps if you do real well today, you will not be required to wear anything. Do you understand this william?"
"Yes Ma'am, I understand." I grunted out the reply as the slut position was starting to wear me down.
"Yes, the lock has not been tampered with," she said as leaned over and inspected it. "Not too bad, just a few minor scratches. I will now remove it. But william, you misbehave at any time and it goes back on ...even if it's during a punishment session and if that happens, your cock will be torn to rat shit."
Victoria then took her time to go to the desk, get the key and come back. She was doing this on purpose, the bitch, knowing that I was straining to hold position. After what seemed like an eternity, she bent down and with her left hand, grabbed the base of my scrotum and pulled it up has hard as she could.
"Oh fuck, fuck...oh god that hurts ...let it go bitch...oh please let it go."