When I awoke from a deep sleep Saturday morning I was startled and confused, the place I was in was completely dark, void of any light. As the cobwebs cleared and I returned to full consciousness I began to recall the events of the previous night, along with the soreness on my body. I remembered she had given me this place to sleep in. Nothing more than a large closet in her dungeon room, with a futon mattress on the floor, a couple of pillows and a blanket.
Just then, the door burst open, flooding the closet with blinding light, my goddess standing there her hands on her hips.
"Get up bitch, get dressed your clothes are on the bed, then come out to the kitchen and make me breakfast." Adding "We have allot to talk about before we get started today."
I was on my feet in seconds, dressed and went out to the kitchen, made coffee and had just finished preparing our omelets when Mistress Jodie entered the kitchen and took her place at the table. Again she looked amazing, tight black spandex shorts hugged her hips, a simple white spandex t-shirt, her feet encased in black leather ballet flats.. I served her breakfast and a hot cup of coffee. I sat down across from her, she looked at me.
"What do you think your doing?"
"I thought I would join you for breakfast."
"Without asking me first?"
"Well I thought..." She cut me off.
"Don't you dare think, you will do only what I say, you will assume nothing, you will obey my every command and try to interpret my every wish, now get on the floor where you belong, eat your food, your going to need all the strength you have to get through today. Shoe me your plate!"
I presented my food to her and she spat in it.
"There, now eat I'm sure you will enjoy it much better that way."
I took my place on the floor next to her and ate my food while she ate hers. When we were finished she told me to clean up, then lay down on my back at her feet. I did as instructed. She placed her leather covered soles on my chest, rubbing her feet all over me, they ignited dull pains from her handy work the night before.
"Now slave," she began, "about what happened last night, when I let you fuck me was just that, we fucked, we did NOT make love, there is a world of difference between the two, you know that difference. I should have never let it go that far and I probably never will again."
"I was so caught up in the realization that I had finally found someone who can satisfy this obsession I have of delivering pain and discipline to a point where I can break him, I have broken men before but they were way to easy and I quickly sent them on their way. You however have touched the edges of that obsession and I need to break you, possess you in a way, neither of us have ever known. I am feeling right now that you may just be him, I think that is why things got a little out of hand, but rest assure it will be a long, long time before that ever happens again. This pussy is for my husband alone. You may kiss it, lick it, drink from it whenever I see fit, but you will never enter it again unless I say so. Understand?
"Yes Mistress Jodie, I understand."
"So tell me slave, what makes you tick? What about this makes you want to submit to a woman like me? Are you really just a masochist with a need for pain and will submit to any woman willing to play the game?"
"To me my Queen, it is far from 'just a game', I guess, like you it's an obsession, I am submissive to a point where I need this. Vanilla sex is boring to me. I can take the pain, perhaps more than others can, because of the obsession. And it certainly has allot to do with who is administering that pain. Can you break me? Yes I am sure you can, but that still needs to be explored. Limits reached, but those limits have yet to be seen. Can you deliver pain to me the likes of which I have not yet experienced? Sure, but will you ever hurt me? This is what I fear the most, for the only way you could ever truly hurt me, scar me in a way that could never be healed, would be if you were let me go, never to see or hear from you again. Obsession is a strong emotion. Yet in this relationship we now have, trust is even stronger, can you have trust in me that I will never cross the line between this relationship and your marriage? Yes, and it is because of my obsession, that line can never and will never be crossed."
As I finished speaking there was a quick knock at kitchen door which led to the back patio and a woman burst into the kitchen along with a huge amount of energy she seemed to naturally carry with her wherever she goes. Ignoring me lying on the floor, she went to Mistress Jodie, who stood up, her full weight now on my chest, they embraced, and gave each other a long kiss on the mouth. Despite Mistress Jodie standing on my chest the two women were equal in height, the woman kicked my side with her running shoe.
"Is this it, the slave we'll be playing with today?"
"Yes, Amanda, this is slave or whatever you want to call him. Slave, greet my friend properly, you will address her as 'mistress' also whenever you are permitted to speak to her."
Mistress Amanda was gorgeous also. Very long' perfectly toned legs which from my vantage point seemed to go all the way to the ceiling, she had an athletic body. She wore a similar outfit to Mistress Jodie's but her tight top was cut off at midriff exposing her tight skin and a navel adorned with diamond piercing. Her breasts straining against the tight top were the perfect size for her slim figure, not big, just perfect. She had long brown hair, tied back in a pony tail, her face, had the features any model would die for, high cheekbones, flawless complexion, cat like hazel eyes and a perfect nose and mouth.
"I ran over here to get a workout and need to shower do you mind if I shower?" Her body glistened with beads of sweat.
"Sure, but have a seat first..." Mistress Jodie said "I'll show you what he'll do for you if you would like?"
Knowing what Mistress Jodie meant Mistress Amanda said,
"Bitch, lick the sweat off my body and don't miss a drop, start at my feet, it's so hot outside, they're soaking wet inside these shoes."
I quickly remove her running shoes and began to lick and savor the aroma of her feet, I ran my tongue up each leg, across the tight skin of her belly. She removed her top and raised her arms, I drove my face into her armpits and licked each one clean, I licked under the curvature of each breast.
"Enough!" She said pushing me away, "I need to shower Jodie, put it in chastity it's cock is swelling, and we can't have that. I think we should go shopping and spend it's money how 'bout you?"
"Excellent idea Amanda, you will find your clean clothes in your the draw I set aside for you as well as hanging in the closet."
When Mistress Amanda went off to shower, Mistress Jodie ordered me to her dungeon room.
"Lay on on the bed on your back, I need to crush that erection."
She went to a shelf to select a chastity device and opted for the "Iron Maiden".
It consisted of a steel hinged ring that encircled my cock and balls, it had two loops in the top of each half that when closed a look would be put through the loops. The section of the device that held the head and shaft of my cock was also made of stainless steal, it consisted of two half tubes with dull metal spikes on the inside. Mistress Jodie closed my cock within the tube and locked it all in place. There was a small round opening at the top of the dead, she then used the final piece of the device, a long, solid stainless steel shaft, she inserted it into the tip of my cock which was visible inside the device and pushed inside the length of my cock. The tip of the sound the screwed securely into the steel head.
I immediately felt the pressure of my cock trying to break free against the spikes.
I knew I was in for a long day.
Mistress Amanda came into the room, wearing jeans that looked as if they were pained on, a tight leather vest was all she wore for a top and stiletto heels. She admired Mistress Jodie's choice of devices and said
"That is the exact one I had in mind, now lets collar this bitch and go spend it's money."
She chose a 2" wide leather collar, it had a D-ring on the front and the word "SLAVE" in large silver letters across the front. She put it around my neck, attached a leash to it and said.
"Now that's just perfect, the bulge in your jeans from the chastity is a nice touch, too bad we can't display that in public as well!"
Mistress Jodie drove us to a sex shop which was located in an industrial park not far from her home. I was somewhat relieved knowing, in this environment the stares I received while being led around on a leash by two beautiful Dominatrix's would be those of indifference and probably some of envy instead of scornful looks of those who cannot understand this lifestyle in a more conventional retail environment.
To call this place a "shop" certainly didn't do it justice. The store occupied 2 floors of a huge building. The first floor contained the usual adult store items books, videos, lingerie, dolls and stuff. Mistress Amanda pulled on my leash and led me directly to a staircase to the upper floor, these woman seemed to know just what they were here for.
The upper level was fetishist dream come true. Aisle after aisle of latex and leather clothing, catsuits, tops, pants, corsets, leggings, boots and shoes and so on.
They led me to a display counter with a large assortment of CBT devices. Mistress Jodie spoke to the store associate who was working the counter. She was young and very much into the goth look which went well with the ambiance of the store. I could not hear their conversation then the young woman disappeared through a doorway behind the counter and returned a moment or so later carrying a box.
"This," she said "is our most expensive and complete system. It contains most of the attachments for electric stimulation you could want, we do however have additional ones here," she pointed ti items under the glass "that you can choose to complete your own custom system. The base unit has an ample number of connections and independent power levels for each connection which range from gentle to severe."
When she said 'severe' she gave me a that same wicked smirk I had seen on Mistress Jodie's face the night before. My cock stirred inside its bonds at the thought of what I was in for later this day.
My two Mistress's then choose a few more attachments for the device, including series of urethral sounds with electronic connections on the tips. My cock got harder.
Their, or rather my purchase was packed neatly in a shopping bad, on our way back to the stairs, Mistress Amanda stopped to explore some of the clothing. She picked out a black latex catsuit in her size. She then led me to a rack which had all types of harnesses. The one she opted for was a full body harness which went over her shoulders, crisscrossed across her chest, around her waist, between her legs then up and was attached to the waist section. The unique thing about this one was the long, sharp steel spikes spread every 2 or 3 inches along what would be the front of her body.
"You are going to feel every one of these spikes as I press my body against you later. Isn't that what you would want when you think about me in this latex? My body pressed tightly against your?"
"God yes Mistress, I would want to feel your body against me and I will welcome your pain as I do the agony mistress Jodie awards me." My cock began straining once again against the dull spikes inside the iron maiden.
Finally, Mistress Amanda picked out a pair of 6" stiletto heels, which also were studded with metal spikes on the toe, all around the arch and across the backs.
This woman loves the thought of inflicting pain.
"Imagine me kicking you in those pathetic balls with these spikes my pet."
I paid for her kinky clothes and we were finally on our way out of the store.
