Chapter 1: The Ritual
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Wearing the traditional terrycloth robe, Jon overheard a snicker as the Helper cleaned up the bathroom after his shower. Today was a special day at the Great Manor House. The man had gone through this ancient ritual annually, to satisfy the Order’s original charter. He wondered who had been selected to perform the ritual, but again, it did not really matter, as the result would be the same. Perhaps it would be a foreign Member, who he had not met. That was unlikely, as his travels had been wide and he knew all the Members who might be chosen.
Outside the Great House, he heard a commotion near the entrance to the manor. He presumed, correctly, that was the arrival of the Novitiates who had pledged the Order. Peeking out the window, he saw eight women milling about the van that had transported them to the Great House. Later he would focus his attention on the Novices, but first…the ritual awaited him. A Helper knocked on the door, entered and bade the man to follow him. They walked up one flight of the stairs used by the servants, and down a dark hallway to a large dark oak door. The Helper motioned for the man to enter and left.
Jon opened the door and entered. His Mistress, for the next few hours, sat impassively in a massive leather chair at the far end of the room. She motioned for him to step onto a pedestal, in the center of the darkly lit room, to be inspected. He lowered his eyes and complied. The Mistress raised her eyebrow slightly, as if to require a response, and the man said, “My Slave name is Jon.” She nodded and motioned for Jon to remove the terrycloth robe. Jon quickly obeyed and stood naked on the pedestal to be inspected.
Without a word the Mistress rose and walked to the pedestal. She drew back the foreskin on Jon’s cock and ran her thumb about the bulbous head and under the rim. She grasped the shaft to feel its considerable girth and length. Next, she lifted and hefted his huge balls, which were smooth shaven to her liking. She grasped Jon by the back of the neck and bent him over. She went behind him and roughly ran her hands over Jon’s ass. She pulled apart the well-shaped asscheeks to reveal a wrinkled brownish pink hairless asshole. Probing his asshole with her forefinger, she felt the sphincter begin to give way. The Mistress smiled and nodded her head in satisfaction.
The Mistress motioned for Jon to rise up as she continued her inspection. She noticed that Jon’s cock beginning to stiffen. Reaching out to Jon’s chest she lightly brushed her fingertips over Jon’s nipples. Instantly his nipples hardened and she continued the soft caress to increase Jon’s pleasure. His nipples always had been somehow ‘wired’ directly to his cock. Any caress, tweaking or even rough pulling of his nipples increased his arousal and lust. He often fondled his own nipples when he masturbated, or was involved in sexual activity where he was free to play with his nipples. Jon’s obvious pleasure did not go unnoticed by the Mistress.
“I am Mistress Lira.” Said the woman. “I am your Mistress until I discharge you later today, or whenever it pleases me. Do you understand me, Slave?”
“Yes, Mistress Lira.” Jon meekly replied, ending the communication. Lira grasped Jon by his hard-on and guided him off the pedestal. She pulled him to the large bed in the corner of the chamber. She motioned Jon to get onto the bed, as she opened her black leather valise to remove articles of restraint, discipline and punishment. Jon’s wrists were bound with black leather wrist cuffs, covered with steel studs and rings. Next, she selected a device with small leather covered paddle on one end and a two-inch wide leather strap on the other.
Lira made sure that Jon saw the selection as she examined them, before placing them on the bed. His Mistress attached Jon’s wrist cuffs to hooks embedded in the headboard so that Jon’s arms were spread wide to either side of his head. Next, Lira put similar restraints on Jon’s ankles and raised his legs up to join his ankle restraints could to the same rings as the wrist cuffs.
Jon lay spread wide open. His cock, balls and asshole exposed to the whims of his Mistress. In this position his rigid cock was just a few inches from, and pointed directly at, his face. Lira stood on the bed and stripped naked, revealing a taut and athletic body with ample tits and hard erect nipples. She began by lightly rubbing Jon’s nipples with one hand, fondling his balls and cock with the other. Jon squirmed under the exquisite sexual ‘torment’ of her fingers.
Jon’s asshole repeatedly drew up tightly as she continued the sensual foreplay. He was breathing quite heavily now and writhing with pleasure from his Mistress’s ministrations. A thick clear drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of his cock and began to grow as the foreplay continued. Lira scooped it up the pre-cum on her forefinger and placed it on her tongue. Jon sighed and his breathing became heavier as the wonderful sexual torment continued.
Lira enjoyed the obvious arousal that was building in her writhing Slave. She increased the sexual torment, taking a nipple between her thumb and forefinger to roll it with ever-increasing pressure. Jon squirmed as he felt his cock getting harder and aching for relief, but he knew that his Mistress would never let him cum so early into his visit. Lira began to pull harder on Jon’s nipple and his pleasure/pain mounted. Jon cried out as Lira squeezed his nipples and pulled them as far as they would stretch, causing the pleasure/pain to intensify.
