Birthday Girl

Chapter Four

Once she had finished feeding her two slaves on spunk, Lydia ordered them to both kneel side by side then sat back and drank the rest of her wine. Eventually, setting her glass down on the coffee table, she stood up and told Zoe to follow her because she was going to take her on a tour of the house.

"Right, thank you, mistress," responded Zoe, remembering just in time to add the honorific. Then she looked round for her clothes only to be told to come exactly as she was. So in just stockings, suspender belt and high heels, Zoe tottered after Lydia out into the hall way, breasts still stained slightly with sticky sperm.

The interior of the house was lovely, Zoe thought to herself as she accompanied Lydia. There was a separate study on the ground floor along with two other reception rooms while the kitchen was enormous and had bi-fold doors that led out into the massive garden. Lydia opened one of them and then stepped outside onto a patio before turning round and beckoning Zoe to follow.

"But I am nearly naked, mistress," whispered her slave but Lydia just frowned and gestured again and Zoe conceded defeat, edging out nervously then relaxing a little as she looked round and saw that there were trees and bushes screening the garden on all sides.

"Do not hesitate again, slave, or there will be painful consequences," remarked Lydia, reaching out and gently smacking Zoe's pert breasts before idly playing with the nipples which had erected instantly in the chill wind that brushed over them like a ghostly hand.

"Follow me over to the garage, slave," commanded Lydia and Zoe trailed in her wake like a cygnet after its mother. The separate building had looked large from the front but Zoe was surprised to find that it had been extended at the back and even had a second storey with twin dormer windows looking out over the garden. Opening the door, Lydia stepped inside and Zoe followed, relieved to be out of the wind and anyone's view too.

"I had this converted and extended into a separate annex for my mother but she died before it was finished and ever since it has been standing empty apart from when we have friends down from London. I believe that it is very comfortable and probably much nicer than that flat you are renting, Zoe, so I am offering you the chance to come and live here."

"What? You want me to live here?" gasped Zoe. "But I could never afford it!"

Her eyes scanned round the well-appointed kitchen with a dining area off to one side and she thought about the contrast to her own tiny flat. Lydia just smiled and walked into the next room which was the living room and already furnished with a comfortable sofa and chairs along with a widescreen television in the corner. Upstairs there was just one bedroom with a king-size bed and then a bathroom tucked cleverly into the eaves.

"It's fantastic but I can only just afford my present place," remarked Zoe, shaking her head sorrowfully as she realised that she could not possibly raise enough money to pay the rent.

"And it will be yours while you are my slave and for a purely nominal rent too. Shall we say one hundred pounds per month?"

Zoe felt almost faint. She was paying five times as much as that for her present flat and it wasn't anywhere near as nice.

"But that is far too..."

"Generous? Indeed it is, my dear little slave girl but I will be taking regular payments in kind, won't I? Having your gorgeous body around when I want will be recompense enough, I believe! Which reminds me...you have failed to call me mistress several times now so I need to remind you how to be polite. Go down into your new kitchen and bend over the worktop, girl!"

Nerves jangling, Zoe walked down the stairs and slid her top half over the granite worktop, feeling its coldness against her warm flesh. After a few moments, she heard Lydia follow her down the stairs and she clenched her bottom cheeks, expecting to be spanked for her misdemeanour.

"A painful lesson needed, I think, as you do seem prone to forgetting!" Lydia mused and Zoe heard her rummaging around in one of the drawers before shutting it firmly. A second later and something hard touched Zoe's naked arse and Lydia added, "A wooden spoon should stir up some colour in these cheeks!"

Zoe clenched her buttocks hard and then yelped as the hard surface of the spoon landed, sending stinging pains into her bottom flesh. Lydia whipped the spoon back down again and again, creating red blotchy patterns on her submissive's bare buttocks and enjoying the sight immensely. There was something inherently satisfying about spanking another woman's arse: a lesson she had learnt at a very tender age when her cousin had annoyed her intensely by taking her private diary and reading it. Angered beyond thought, Lydia had wrestled the girl to the ground, pulled up her skirt and then spanked her hard, only stopping when she had received a heartfelt apology and then a submissive kiss. That first experience had kindled in her the desire to be in control and in charge and to have a beautiful pair of bottom cheeks reddening steadily under her less than tender ministrations always sent pangs of delight shooting through her senses.

It was sending pain shooting through Zoe but she gritted her teeth gamely and fought against the agony, relaxing a little as she felt her body respond with pleasure as well. The heat building in her bottom excited her as did the sweet vibrations that rippled through her cheeks and into her clitoris. Even the sound turned her on as she heard the short, sharp slap as the spoon struck her soft flesh echo round the kitchen and then bounce back into her ears. Little moans and sighs emanated from her lips whilst her pussy dribbled a trail of love juice down her inner thighs as the spoon, wielded expertly by Lydia, created a rich redness all over her bottom and the back of her tender thighs.

"That should remind you not to be slack in future, slave!" announced Lydia after about five minutes of reddening Zoe's arse. She set the spoon down and ran her hand lightly over the tormented flesh, feeling the raw heat seeping into her palm and enjoying the slight shudder of the flesh under her touch. She ran her hand down and between the girl's thighs, laughing gently as she noticed how wet Zoe's slit was. The girl was very responsive to being spanked and Lydia was very much looking forward to taking her further along the path to being an excellent slave, training her by punishment and reward until she was absolutely perfect. For this evening though, there only remained one more thing to do!

"Lie down flat on the floor, girl!" Lydia ordered, green eyes watching avidly as Zoe obeyed with alacrity, sliding her heated arse cheeks onto the tiled floor and almost welcoming the soothing coldness. "Your mistress needs some relief so open your mouth wide for me!"

Zoe looked up eagerly as Lydia pulled up her short skirt then straddled her. She could see the delicate coral-pink lips above her and relished the chance to lick them again. Lydia lowered her body down, opening her thighs and then squashing her damp pussy lips onto Zoe's mouth as she snapped, "Keep your tongue inside your mouth, slave!"

Disappointed, Zoe waited, inhaling the musky scent of her mistress as she wondered when she would be commanded to lick and suck on the soft succulence tempting her so much. There was a subtle hiss and then Zoe was abruptly inundated with wetness that trickled into her mouth. Green eyes widening in shock and horror as she realised what was happening, it was all she could do not to scream or to wriggle away as her mistress began to use her as her own personal toilet. The golden nectar kept on flooding into Zoe's mouth and she suddenly had to swallow it down, gulping it down her throat despite her revulsion. Much to her surprise, it tasted good: slightly cloying at first but there was a slight hint of wine about it too and as the flood slowed to a trickle and then a dribble, she willingly lapped daintily at the dripping labia as her mistress ordered.

After letting her slave clean her pussy with her tongue, Lydia shifted position a little, moving forwards and crushing Zoe' face beneath her bottom cheeks before she pulled them apart and ordered her to tongue out her anus. A muffled squeal of shock seeped out from beneath her and she chuckled then wriggled down, forcing her tight anal entrance onto the slave girl's lips. Zoe was horrified and on the point of refusal for a moment or two but then acquiesced abruptly, face flaming with shame as she poked her tongue up into the furrowed hole, pussy tingling with excitement at being made to do such a dark and degrading thing. The slightly acrid scent of the woman's anal tube enclosed Zoe completely as she licked along the crinkled hole then slid her tongue tip up inside again and again, wiggling it about as Lydia played with herself, teasing her swollen clit with her fingers until she suddenly came, bouncing up and down on Zoe's face.

Slick juices covered the girl's chin and dripped down onto her neck and breasts while she fervently worked her tongue deeper and deeper into her mistress' bottom hole until Lydia finally eased her hips up and smiled down at her hard-working slave.

"Good girl, Zoe. Now we shall go back to the house and I will call a taxi to take you back to your flat. I will expect you to move in sometime tomorrow and you can have the afternoon off to help you pack all your stuff."

"Thank you, mistress," whispered Zoe, still lying down on the cold floor with her mouth dripping with her owner's golden offering.

"Do not tell the girls at work though. I would not like them to get jealous and make your life a misery...as that, of course, is my job!"

"What about my rent for the flat, mistress? I still have three months on the lease!"

"Then you won't pay me any rent for the first three months, girl! Now, up you get and follow me!"