I'm Debra and I Serve a Femdomme

I'm Debra and I serve a FemDomme Chap 2

This is a continuation of the first chapter "

I'm Debra and I serve a FemDomme."

My Mistress had just kissed me with a kiss that told me that I belonged to her. Then without a word had turned and left. It had been a hell of a weekend. I had been: caned, paddled, lasered hairless, had my nipples and vaginal hood pierced, lost my ponytail, had my oral and fucking skills evaluated, shown off naked, led in public on a leash attached to a collar, had a collar put around my neck that I can't remove and been accepted by a fellow bridge playing sorority sister as her slave and pain slut. In short, a perfect weekend.

On the other hand, my butt had welts and paddle marks and still hurt, my newly pierced nipples ached, and I was exhausted. As required by Mistress's rules I stripped off the thin white blouse and very short skirt, leaving me naked except for my heels, the plug in my ass and the steel collar locked around my neck.

I wandered into my bathroom considering a hot bath. I studied my butt with the five welts that I had earned for failing to meet Mistress's requirements the previous week, other marks were from the paddling I had received from a sister slave. In the center was a silver plug in my ass, a constant companion from after my morning shower and enema until I got ready for bed.

It was also my first real opportunity to study my new piercings. The gold rings in my nipples and the jeweled curved barbell in my vaginal hood. My nipples were still a bit sore. The one in my hood didn't hurt, but it riding on my clit was making me even wetter than usual. As I studied them, I realized that the gold rings in my nipples would show through the thin white blouse I was required to wear while doing my video sales. My naked nipples under the blouse had been noticed by almost everyone. A few had commented on how nice my blouse worked. On the positive side my sales were up since Mistress required me to wear it without a bra.

I fingered the locked steel ring around my neck. Mistress had called it a Gorean collar. I don't know the reference, but from what I saw, Mistress picked one of the thinner ones. There was a small ring hanging from the collar, and it had Mistress's black heart shaped tag attached to it, labeling me as "Property of MistressSoulKeeper." While I wore it proudly, I was allowed to hide it under my now shorter hair for work.

I decided to skip the bath, I wasn't sure about it and my new piercings. I turned on my desktop PC and pulled up my email. Lots of spam. A note from my boss congratulating me on last week's sales. Maybe I should tell him why sales were up to help other sales reps, probably not.

There was also a note from my new sister slave Linda. Mistress has named her "bitch" and me "slut." She mentioned how thrilled she was to have me as a sister slave and looked forward to serving Mistress with me. She gave me the name of a couple of local stores that sold the short, tight dresses that Mistress liked her slaves to wear. She also told me that if Mistress hadn't told me that I needed to see my GYN about an IUD. Mistress does not like It when her slaves are limited by their periods, and it had been determined that the new IUDs were safe for long term wear. She closed by telling me that Mistress didn't mind her slaves communicating, but that she always had to be copied with all of them. I noticed and saved the new address that her message copied. I sent a message back telling her how pleased I was to have her as a sister, even if she blistered my butt that morning.

It wasn't five minutes after I sent it to Linda than there was a message to both of us telling us to be at the dungeon at six PM on Friday to learn and refresh our knowledge of sex with other females. We both responded immediately "Yes Mistress"

I decided on an early bedtime. I grabbed some leftovers in the fridge, tossed them in the microwave and ate them standing up. I decided a shower would both feel good and be cleansing after what had happened that day. It was much longer than I had planned and did work some of the kinks out.

After the shower I cleaned the new piercings as directed with saline solution. Edging with the new piercings took some change in technique, I had to stay away from the hood piercing, so more fingers in my cunt and fewer around my clit. It made the fifteen minutes without cumming a bit easier. I removed the plug from my ass, it was still tender whenever I wore a plug the entire day, as Mistress directed. I did a quick blog post to Mistress thanking her for accepting me and everything the past weekend.

I collapsed into bed and quickly was sound asleep. Bits of the weekend kept popping into my dreams, most of which I had forgotten by the time the alarm went off. Hower, daily laundry of wet sheets seemed to be my new norm. They were soaked when I woke up in a wet spot and had trouble finding a dry one.

My mandatory morning routine was using the toilet, wiping my cunt with my fingers then sucking them clean leaving a taste that lasted until breakfast, then a shower, followed by fifteen minutes of edging, the new piercing made it a bit tricky while it healed. My morning enema was up to two quarts which gave me a real bloated feeling and releasing it gave great relief. I then cleaned my piercings per the instructions the piercer gave me. My morning spanking took on a new intensity after Sister's paddling while in Mistress's dungeon. She was far more intense than I had been doing, and still warned me that if Mistress did my morning paddling, it would be even more intense. Not anywhere as intense as Sister's paddling but I was able to do significantly better than I had been doing. I clearly needed to upgrade my leather slapper to something more intense. I applied the salve to the welts that Mistress had given me as well as the ones from sister's paddling. Finally, I plugged my ass and put on my heels. I fixed my breakfast and ate while checking my overnight messages and email on my phone.

After breakfast it is time for work. With the new piercing riding on my clit, I was soaked after the short walk from the kitchen to my room. I put a folded towel in my chair to protect it. Most of my customer calls these days are video chats. Besides my heels, plug and always on collar, Mistress allows me a semi sheer white blouse while at work. I had adjusted the lighting and computer contrast so while my nipples were still clearly noticeable, they weren't two headlights screaming "look at me." All my customers eventually noticed them. A few commented on my nice blouse, so far there had been no overt comments about them. On the plus side sales since I started wearing thin blouses were up fifteen percent. Today would be a new adventure with the gold rings now piercing my nipples clearly visible through the blouse. I was also sure that the solid steel collar around my neck would draw some interest too.

The calls in the morning went well, tracking eyes on the monitor, everyone noticed my new piercings. A few more "nice blouse" comments. One or two stared at my collar but did not comment. Sales continued to run above my pre pain slut levels.

Breaking for lunch, I checked my ass. A few mishits that morning had raised a new welt, I applied salve to it and again to the welts from Mistress. From the morning edging and the new piercing sitting on my clit, I was incredibly horny, but I obeyed Mistress and did not touch my cunt to relieve my tension. Some soup and a sandwich and back to work. The afternoon was much like the morning calls, everyone noticed the rings, but no one commented, I did get one "nice choker" comment.

I had just clocked out and removed my blouse when Mistress walked in. She has a key to my condo and never knocks. I quickly found myself bent over the kitchen table as she inspected the welts on my ass. She complimented me on the new one I had done that morning. I told her of my desire to upgrade my slapper and she smiled and said, "I will bring you a paddle tomorrow." She inspected my new piercings and asked questions to make sure I was doing what the piercer told me to prevent infection and speed healing. She was very pleased to hear that I had scheduled a GYN appointment for an IUD.

Satisfied with my condition she put me on my knees, pulled up her skirt and I buried my face in her cunt, until she flooded it when she came. She bent down, claimed my mouth with a kiss, turned and walked out without a further word. Leaving me hornier than ever with my face covered in Mistress's wetness that I left until I washed it before bed.

The rest of the week until Friday was very much the same with a few exceptions. On Tuesday Mistress brought the promised wooden paddle with her and watched as I used it on my butt leaving me in tears and Mistress smiling as she left after I again gave her an orgasm that she still denied me. She was by to see me every day after work and each time she enjoyed watching me paddle my ass harder each day, and lick and suck her to orgasm. Wednesday, I had to walk to the neighborhood grocery store after she left with my face still covered in her wetness. Heels, semitransparent shirts and very short skirts are not common in our neighborhood, and I got quite a bit of attention. I swear one older gentleman tried to discreetly follow me through the store, watching as I bent for items on the lower shelves. The hood piercing was doing its job and by the time I checked out I swear I was wet to my knees. Carrying my packages gave me no opportunity to hide my visible nipples and I was hurrying to get home quickly. That was until I suddenly bent over as the jewel riding on my clit triggered a powerful orgasm that ripped through my entire body, leaving me bent over and breathless. I kind gentleman stopped to ask if I was alright. It wasn't until he left that I recognized him from the grocery store. I of course reported cumming without permission in my nightly blog post to Mistress.

Friday immediately after work I left for Mistress's dungeon and a female sex lesson with my slave sister. She and I arrived at the same time. We stripped in the garage, leaving our clothing on the bench by the door. Sister grabbed me for a deep kiss and considerable groping before we both went to our knees and crawled through the door into the dungeon.

Mistress was waiting for us inside and made a lewd comment about our interlude in the garage, we should have known that her camera system would cover that area. We crawled behind her into the Play Room bedroom. Mistress had ordered us there to refresh our knowledge of sex with other women. I was quite eager to explore sex with Linda, who I probably had sex with at the sorority, but frankly could not remember if I had or not.

First Mistress had us get on the bed facing away from each other with our butts touching. She ordered us to rock forward without moving our knees. She picked up an 18" double headed dildo and inserted one end into each of our cunts. When we rocked back till our butts touched, we impaled each other on about half the dildo. Mistress told us to start rocking back and forth, fucking ourselves and our sister with the dildo and to practice clenching our Kegels to drive it deeper into our sister. I hadn't had anything in my cunt since BigJohn fucked me during Mistress's sex testing. God the dildo felt good. About the time we got into rhythm with each other Mistress took a flogger and started flogging our backs and butts. I was on the edge fighting not to cum when Mistress told us to stop.

Mistress removed the dildo from our cunts and had us turn around and face each other and kiss. As soon as our lips touched, we were told to rock back. I got a mouthful of Linda's cunt and she got my end of the dildo. This was quite different, with the 18" dildo the only way it was completely in us was for it to be in our throats. Mistress warned us "no teeth." We had some control of the depth with our tongues, but if it was in sister's throat only I could suck it out and she had to do the same for me. It became very clear that we had to work together. Mistress did not let that go on too long before stopping us and removing the dildo from our mouths.

Mistress said, "the next skill is called scissoring. With my slut's new piercing, I will do it with bitch, slut watch and learn." Sister was told to lie on her side and hold her legs apart. Mistress got onto the bed and slid her vagina between sisters spread legs until her vagina was pressing against sister's cunt. Both had their legs split one in front and one behind the other person, their two cunts pressing tight against each other. Mistress started grinding against sister and sister quickly caught on and started grinding back. Both obviously became very wet it was running down sister's thigh from where the two were rubbing together.

Mistress stopped and pulled away from sister. The wetness in her cunt and on her thighs was unmistakable. She turned to me and said, in two weeks when your piercing is healed you and bitch are to practice this together.

Mistress announced, "One more skill for today, then Little John will be in to do some training with slut. Bitch is already very proficient on this so this is for slut. Bitch lay on your stomach, legs apart. Slut get in there between her legs and bury your face in her butt. Slut, worship her asshole like it was the head of a cock. Run your tongue around the edge of it, swipe your tongue back and forth across it, and then roll you tongue to a point and see how far you can work that up her ass, fuck her ass with your tongue. You don't care how clean that ass is, ever. You are to rim it as deep as you can, every time."

I started to rim sister's ass. Fortunately, it was quite clean, though there was an earthy taste. I heard Mistress, "lick it firmer, harder, let her feel what you are doing." I followed Mistress's directions, I could feel her ass responding, opening and clenching. Then Mistress started a new instruction, "Fold your tongue and start fucking her ass with it." I tried, at first her ass was too tight to penetrate with my tongue, but as I pushed as hard as I could with my tongue it started to open up. The more that I fucked it with my tongue the more it opened and the deeper my tongue went up her ass. The taste was now much earthier, a bit tart.

Suddenly my ass exploded in pain, on the second crack I realized that Mistress had a paddle and was using it on my ass. I heard her almost screaming, "Deeper, deeper, you can do better than that, fuck that ass deeper." Every word was accompanied by a sharp crack of the paddle against my butt. I thought that I was deep in her ass, but with Mistress's encouragement I found that I could go deeper and fuck her ass harder. Intentionally or not Mistress's paddle hit the plug in my ass hard, sending a shock deep into my ass, causing my cunt to clench and decide that now would be a good time to trigger that forbidden orgasm. My whole body went ridged and then started shaking. The ripples of contracting muscles ran up and down my cunt, seemingly faster and faster. Mistress never missed a beat paddling my butt and my tongue kept fucking sister's ass. When my cunt squirted all over Mistress's paddle, I heard Mistress laugh, but the now wet paddle started slam into my ass even harder if possible, driving my tongue deeper into sister's ass.

The arrival of Big John finally ended that session. My tongue was so tired from being stretched that it hurt, but that was barely noticeable, masked by the fire in my butt from Mistress's incessant paddling. I watched as Mistress unlocked Big John's cock cage. I went to my knees and started licking and sucking restoring his tool to life. Mistress laid on her stomach in front of sister and told her, "Bitch I better feel that tongue so far up my ass that I can feel it in my cunt." I watched sister bury her face in Mistress's butt before Big John got my undivided attention.

That night's lesson was breath control. Big John had a clock with a second hand that he put on the edge of the bed where he could watch it. He started slowly fucking my face, then as I relaxed occasionally sliding into my throat. He kept repeating a mantra, "Tongue out, breathe through your nose, swallow, tongue out, breathe through your nose, swallow."

It was getting easier and easier to relax and time things to let him slide deeper and deeper into my throat. Then he went down deep and stayed there. I immediately panicked and pulled back gasping for breath. He had me look at the clock and then, without warning, used his hand to cover my mouth, sealing my nose with his thumb. He cut off my air for ten seconds, before removing his hand. He asked, "what just happened?"

I looked at him and responded, "You cut off my breathing."

He smiled and replied, "Yes, I cut off your breathing for ten seconds, did it hurt you, were you ok once you got some air afterwards?

I had to admit that once I got a breath, I was ok.

He continued, "whether I cut off your air with my hand or my cock, you are still ok for at least twenty seconds, if you don't panic. The keys are keep breathing through your nose when your throat is being fucked, and don't panic. I am going to fuck your throat and occasionally stay in your throat for various lengths of time, up to around twenty seconds. You are to relax, not panic, and realize that you are still ok. Do not fail me or that paddle laying on the bed will again be applied to your already rosy, red butt.

Big John started fucking my mouth again, occasionally sliding in and out of my throat, then he started sliding into my throat and leaving it there for longer and longer periods of time. I had no idea how long he was cutting off my air, but he erased my doubts, and I worked to relax and breath whenever I could. Then he slid deep in my throat and stayed much longer than he ever had before. My lungs started to burn, I started to panic, when he finally pulled out of my throat for me to get a single breath before he was right back in my throat, I was still panicked, but he didn't stay in my throat he just kept fucking it.

He stopped and smiled at me. "Do you have any idea how long I kept your air cut off?

I thought for a second and replied, "I have to admit, I have no idea, it seemed like forever."

He chuckled, "that was thirty seconds, I wanted to find out what your limit is now. Next time we will work to make that longer and work on your ability to take it into your throat when being face fucked in different positions.

He handed me the small box that he had brought in. He explained, "That is a Kegel trainer. Insert it into your cunt and clench your Kegels as hard as you can. Try it in different positions in your cunt, you may be surprised about where your Kegels actually are located. You can use it while you work, watch tv, or read, whatever for 30 minutes every day. The concept is to know where your Kegels are located and work to make them stronger and tighter. As an incentive, once you improve your score by 40% a real cock will show you the difference in how it feels."

Mistress told me to get a cold wet washcloth and use it to clean Big Jim's cock and balls and then put him back in the cage. At first, I couldn't believe her, but I got a washrag in the bathroom and ran it under cold water. As soon as I started cleaning his cock with the cold washrag it started to shrink. He showed me how to put the cage on him saying, "We need to make sure you don't pinch something very sensitive. I got it on him and closed the lock. It had seemed so big in my throat but looked so small in the cage.

Mistress rolled over under sister's face to allow sister to lick up the wetness her rimming efforts had created. She got up from the bed, checked the cage on Big Jim's cock and told him to go make sure the house was secure, and the outside lights were on. As she started toward the door she stopped and said, "you two practice what you learned today, you are each allowed four orgasms." With that she walked out the door and we heard the lock click.