David was watching Stephanie carefully and knew that despite the adrenaline coursing through her body both from the evening's events and from the pleasure she was feeling as a result of his guests' approval and acceptance of her, she was likely to crash down fairly soon. He beckoned Kristy to his side.
"Please take Stephanie back to her room and see that she is settled into bed," he said. "It's been a very long day for her and she needs her rest."
Kristy obeyed and stepped onto the dais, putting an arm around her friend's shoulder. She had to admit the girl looked good in her graduation out. The corseting had improved her figure over the past week and the girl now looked as sexy as hell.
"Come on honey," she said quietly, "let's get you to bed." She paused for effect and making sure her expression could not be seen by anyone other than Stephanie, whispered conspiratorially, "If you're very good, I'll let you see what's happened to Mistress C's sub!"
That
broke through Stephanie's reverie. She had almost forgotten her friend's promise but now she had been reminded, she couldn't wait to find out what had happened.
David watched as the two girls left the room and then turned back to his guests. He was happy that they had formed such a close friendship over the week and Kristy had been a good example for Stephanie of what a confident sub should be. He mingled with his guests, discussing the events of the evening and their opinions of the young woman who had been the main attraction.
Meanwhile, Kristy led Stephanie to the training room and quietly opened the door. Both girls peeked inside and had to stifle gasps of surprise. There was Bobby, stretched on the cross, his body covered in sweat, his nipples distended from the weights hanging from the rings, the weight on his cock cage quivering as shudders ran through his body. Hooded as he was, with his sense of sight and hearing blocked, Bobby had no idea that the girls were there and had lost all sense of time. He was trapped as wave upon wave of powerful sensations swept over him, desperate for a release that would not come.
The girls suddenly heard the sound of heels clicking down the passageway and swiftly withdrew their heads and closed the door. They were well on their way back to Stephanie's room when Mistress C returned to her sub.
She took a long look at him and the state he was in, then reached into the pocket of her gown and switched off the vibrator. If Bobby could have slumped, he would have, so relieved was he for the reprieve. As it was, he was held immobile by his chains as his Mistress unlaced and withdrew the hood from his head.
His eyes were puffy and swollen from the tears of bitter remorse that he had shed. His lips were also puffy where he had bitten them due to the intensity of pain and the demands his body was shrieking at him.
"Look at me, sub!" Mistress C barked, and slowly, exhaustedly, Bobby complied, his eyes blinking as they tried to adapt to the sudden exposure to light.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" she demanded. Her body was quivering with suppressed rage and mortification. She had never had a sub display such a lack of self-control and certainly never in front of others!
"I...I'm sorry, Mistress," he sobbed. "I...I don't know what came over me! The sight of Master D's sub undergoing those tests had me so aroused and when her body pushed against mine, I just couldn't resist!"
Mistress C was not impressed. "You have been trained to resist!" she barked and Bobby flinched at the ice in her tone. "It seems you need further, more intensive training," she continued, then paused before speaking further. "Whether I decide that you are worth that training remains to be seen."
Bobby trembled. He was desperately scared that his Mistress was about to dissolve their contract and cast him out.
"Please Mistress," he begged. "I promise I won't let you down again. I'll do anything you want, submit to any training you feel is necessary, just please, don't let me go!"
Mistress C looked at him witheringly. "I told you that I have not made up my mind. You will have to wait for my decision," she said. "In the meantime, you have made yourself unwelcome in this house and I think it is best that I get you out of here as soon as possible."
With that, she released his wrists and ankles from their restraints and he almost fell to the ground as his exhausted body no longer had any support.
"Position 3" she commanded and Bobby fell to his knees placing his head on the floor and spreading his ass cheeks.
He groaned as he felt the huge plug being removed, leaving him feeling empty and almost bereft as it had been the main focus of his torment for what had seemed to be hours.
"Position 1!" Mistress C demanded, and shakily he rose to his feet.
He felt her hands on the cock and ball cage and almost sobbed as she removed the weight. Again, the cessation of pressure was almost painful. He waited patiently to remove the weights from his nipple rings but was to be badly disappointed. She had no intention of removing them yet.
Leaving him standing in place, she placed the hood, plug and weight into a bag before moving to a sink and soaking a towel. She returned to the frame and proceeded to carefully wipe all traces of sweat from its surface before placing the towel in the bag with the other items. She would bring them back to David's house on Monday, once they had been properly cleaned and sterilised.
"On your hands and knees and follow me," she ordered.
Not wishing to incur any further punishment, Bobby swiftly obeyed, suppressing a moan as the action set the nipple weights swaying, dragging at the rings. Mistress C strode out of the room without a backward look. Bobby crawled on his hands and knees behind her, exhausted physically and mentally, not knowing whether he had a future or not.
Meanwhile, Kristy had managed to get Stephanie back to her room and was unlacing the dress when she felt her suddenly go limp. Luckily she was a strong woman and several inches taller than Stephanie and was able to take her weight. She managed to guide her back to the bed, where she removed the girl's dress and eased her back onto the pillows.
"Sorry," Stephanie said apologetically, "I don't know happened."
Kristy looked at her slightly dazed expression and knew exactly what had happened. Her friend had entered subspace in that final test and was experiencing the low that occurred afterwards. When combined with the demands of the entire evening, it was surprising that she wasn't already out on her feet!
"Don't worry, honey," Kristy said. "Just let me tuck you in and get some rest. You've had a long and very strenuous evening and your body's just telling you it's had enough. A good night's sleep is what you need right now."
Stephanie obediently let Kristy draw the covers over her and snuggled into the pillows. Before she knew it, she was soundly asleep, her exhausted body taking over and dropping her into a deep, soft well of contentment.
