Scott's actions were robotic. Deep into subspace, the remaining events of the night were hazy, the prevailing feeling was the need to please his Owners. Each event was a slight blur, as if Scott was high: showering, kneeling and eating scraps fed to him from the dinner table, a beating with the cane for cumming without permission, and lastly, being seated and secured to the chair at the end of Kim's oversized bed because he "could not be fully trusted" were all dreamlike. These two women had somehow dismantled his will. He should have resisted, fought against his enslavement, but instead, he embraced it with his greatest regret not being able to serve the two lovers instead of being tied to a chair feebly watching.
"UUHHHH, UUHHHH, YESSS, YESSSSS, UUHHHH, UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Mistress Kim came hard on Charlotte's face, staring directly into Scott's eyes the entire time as he watched the enchanting Asian Goddess ride her lover's face to a mind bending orgasm.
Kim continued to grind her hips as Charlotte diligently tried to capture every drop of her flowing nectar, licking, lapping, slurping Kim's juices, enamored by Kim's powerful presence and emboldened by her ability to make her Mistress orgasm in such a way. The sweet smell of the women's combined juices filled the room, further adding to the intensity of the scene.
Scott's cock stood straight, hardened steel, forced to play the voyeur as his Dommes continued to enjoy each other for another half an hour. After multiple orgasms by Kim and a few by Charlotte, Kim stretched her arms in the air, leaning back as she pulled her soaking crotch off of Charlotte's face and left the bed.
The restrained sub watched as the lithe Asian Goddess pushed two fingers deep inside herself as she approached, stopping before him only to place her fingers under his nose, further teasing the needy slave.
Scott inhaled deeply, body tingling, mind moving at warp speed as he strained against his bonds, the need to taste his Mistress overwhelming his senses. Her sweet, pungent smell invaded his mind, creating a deeper desire for a taste.
"My dear pet, I have a very important brunch this morning, so Charlotte is in charge. I trust that you will follow her word as if it were mine. Can you do that for me, my dear?"
With fingers pressed under his nose, she affectionately kissed his cheek, her lips lingering a bit, taking in the dried salt, remnants of his tears of frustration. Little did Scott know that this was all planned and the events to follow were orchestrated by none other than Kim herself, but, Kim was the "good" Domme, and Charlotte was the "bad" Domme, a role she relished.
Kim left to prepare for her meeting with the clients she had been courting intensely the past week and for well over a month in totality. She usually closed a deal quickly, but she was especially careful with this client as it would double the profit margin of her consulting company in one signing. Consequently, a fair portion of Scott's training would be left in the increasingly capable hands of Miss Charlotte.
Charlotte bounced off the bed, grasped Scott's raging wood firmly, and whispered in his ear through cum soaked lips, "It is coming time for you to make some important choices. Although, after today, I am quite certain your focus will be redirected to your betters."
Slipping down to the captive's left nipple, she first gently sucked it into her mouth, then bit down firmly, cock still in her capable grasp as pre-cum leaked from it.
"I know you love nipple play my dear one. Do not despair, there will be much attention paid to you today as you begin to learn how to truly obey."
"UUUUHHHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHHH," was all Scott could muster as the devious brunette pinched and bit his nipples while feeding the slave his pre-cum from her other hand.
"Tastes good, doesn't it my dear? I would have sampled some myself, but like I said, today is all about your advancement and training."
Scott's mind flooded with trepidation, fear, and excitement. Should he use his safe word? Should he end all of this? He has a nice thing with Sarah, even if she is going to leave for graduate school. They still have two months left together and he really enjoys being with her. In fact, Scott felt tinges of genuine love and need for the spry, sassy brunette energizer bunny. Even vanilla sex with her was mind blowing, but in the back of his mind the lingering thought of her mother, Joan, his former Domme would surface. She forbade their relationship and if she found out about Sarah and Scott, she would end it immediately.
With Scott caught in his thoughts, Charlotte released his bindings, grabbed his leash, and led a crawling Scott to the playroom. The overwhelmed slave followed thoughtlessly, on automatic pilot.
Once inside the playroom, Charlotte stopped short, fisted Scott's hair, pulling his face up as she knelt down, her breath hot on his face, "You are in for a long day my dear. But, if you are worthy, you will feel like a different man at the end of it. I just hope you can handle it, as I am quite fond of you," she stated matter of factly with a piercing stare.
Charlotte roughly yanked the submissive up to the spanking bench. Confusion by the mixture of sadism and sexuality that Charlotte continued to pepper him with, Scott's fears were amplified about how she may "train" him. If it was not for his true Mistress, Kim, he would have already run back to Sarah, to a vanilla lifestyle, to peace, comfort, and safety. But, the enchanting Asian Goddess captivated Scott in a way that he could not articulate. She was demanding, but treated Scott with a tenderness that Charlotte did not. Although it was rumored that Kim had a severely sadistic side, Scott had not been the recipient of it, and he had only witnessed that side of her once in the punishment of Charlotte when she had treated Scott harshly. Scott felt safe with Kim, the woman who had traded a well trained slave for him, freeing him from Joan and her demeaning and little dicked fiancee.
Bent over and securely fastened to the spanking bench, Scott recognized that it was placed at the foot of the large bed. This seemed curious to him and Charlotte seemingly read his mind.
"Don't worry my little pet, it won't be all torture today. When I become a bit tired, you will serve me with your gifted tongue. How well you serve, as well as your attitude and honesty will impact the amount of punishment you receive."
With that, Charlotte placed a blindfold on the secured young man.
"B-b-but Mi-Miss Charlotte, I ..."
"Silence! You do not have free space to talk. You are a slave and will only speak when spoken to! Is that clear?"
"Yes, Miss," an overwhelmed and confused Scott replied.
"Do you want to leave this house? To never come back? To end your service to Mistress Kim and me?"
"No Miss Charlotte," Scott's heart pounding in his chest in fear of being banished and in anticipation of what he just agreed to at the hands of the maniacal Domme trainee.
"Last chance, as you are in need of correction and focus and I will not go lightly on you. Do you want to leave here?"
"No Miss Charlotte, no."
Charlotte deftly placed a ball gag in the blindfolded slave's mouth and instructed him to lift his head up high and grunt five times as a safe sign if he wants to end his ordeal. Asking if he understood, Scott nodded his head in confirmation.
Without warning Charlotte's cane slashed across Scott's hamstrings, immediately creating welts from the impact. Scott screamed into the gag, more shocked than pained, but that would soon change. The next blow came seconds later, and then another, and another, blistering only his hamstrings and no other part of his body. The blood coursed through his body, throbbing steadily at the back of his legs, excruciatingly painful, yet his rock hard cock betrayed him as his masochistic desires were being sated by the cruel brunette's blows. Mistress Kim began to moisten as she watched from the doorway as her protege completed the first twenty lashes. Charlotte dripped with desire as she dropped the cane, removed the ball gag of the panting slave, and guided his mouth to her soaking pussy.
Dutifully, Scott licked his beautiful tormentor, sickened by his heightened excitement and increased desire to serve this cruel woman. Fulfilled by her scent, taste, and juices, he continuously lapped at her pussy. More and more, he plunged deeper into her, a byproduct of the compulsion that grew to satisfy the two women who "owned" him. Scott did not know where these feelings came from, but it was as if with each act of servitude, he felt a deeper want and need of his Mistress and her protege. His brain was consumed with only the immediate pleasure of the cunning and cruel Miss Charlotte.
Meanwhile, Kim walked to the bench, smirking with satisfaction at Charlotte, the aspiring young Domme returning the sentiment. Kim bent down and whispered her satisfaction with his obedience in the bound man's ear. She pulled up his blindfold, kissing his tear filled cheek.
She looked absolutely stunning in a smart and finely tailored blue business suit, short heels and a tasteful onyx pendant necklace. Her makeup highlighted her high cheekbones and defined her stately and classy face. And the smell, her patented Jasmine essence filled his nostrils, making him swoon as much as he could strapped to the spanking bench.
"I do hope I will find you here when I return my dear pet. Please listen to Charlotte's instructions like a good boy as the training you receive will help you to better serve me. Trust me when I say that I do not want to lose you as a faithful servant."
Kim's words floored Scott. As she pulled the blindfold back down, Kim mouthed the words, "Break him" to Charlotte who nodded back in confirmation as the stoic business woman strutted out, completely confident in Charlotte. The carefully orchestrated plan to have Scott's world come crashing down upon him would leave Kim and her lair as his only place of refuge.
As Scott lapped at Charlotte's flowing pussy, his plan became more clear. He would ride out this two day a week service thing with Kim and enjoy his final two months with Sarah. After that, he would give more to Kim and Miss Charlotte, but he was certainly not going to forgo enjoying that luscious body and pussy of his young lover. She was a perfect fit for his cock while becoming more and more adventurous and wild with time. Maybe, after Grad school, well, maybe there would be a future. Regardless, he was going to enjoy his time with her now and then come what may, though, he knew that was posturing because deep down, he truly loved Sarah.
