Saturday Afternoon
===JANETTE continues her tale===
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As i write down what i recall of that wonderful kinky Saturday, i find myself amazed that these events occurred. Never in my life, before Miss Wendy took me as Her sub, have i experienced the sensations and emotions that She's been able to create in me. As you may recall, i left off my tale being tied back-to-back to Jeremy in the middle of Her living room as a kinky sculpture for Her viewing pleasure as She caught up on Her TV shows.
For the first fifteen minutes, my nipples grew increasingly more sore from the clothespins She had fastened to them. Also, every time either Jeremy or i tried to adjust ourselves to get more comfortable, we pulled on each other because our arms were locked behind each other and our necks connected by our slave collars. Drool had already dribbled from behind my ball gag and trailed its wet stickiness down my chest and mixed with the juices from my VJJ. To make matters even more intense, I could still feel my backside filled with a butt plug from last night. i guess i was getting more used to having my butt filled as it wasn't as uncomfortable as it was the first few times that my Mistress had plugged it.
At the conclusion of Her show, i heard a
*click*
as She turned off the TV and rose from Her large overstuffed easy chair. Coming over to the two of us, She entwined Her fingers into our hair and with a shake of our heads said, "Oh my wonderful subs, as much as I would love to just lounge all day, yard work calls. As this is my birthday weekend, I think one of your duties to your Mistress will be to take care of it for me."
She went around to Jeremy and i felt Her free first our necks, then She unfastened my wrist cuffs freeing my hands and as She pushed me forward She guided my arms out from behind Jeremy. i heard Her sigh with quiet disappointment, "Now look at that little cock of yours, dildo-whore. It's gone and gotten all soft and useless even with the help of the Cialis. You are not making points with your Mistress are you?"
Jeremy grunted in the negative. Oh did i forget to mention he was still ball gagged and plugged as I was? I couldn't see what occured, but I felt a rhythmic motion and Jeremy moved against my back.
"There it goes, it just needed a little attention didn't it. I do so like to see you hard; ready to either service myself or my pet, or for it to be used to cause you agony. If you do a good job on my yard I may just reward you by letting you cum in my pet, would you like that?"
This time he grunted in the affirmative. i blushed to be the object of the conversation like my only existence was to be used. Heck, who was i kidding... that's exactly what i craved now that Miss Wendy had revealed the sub that was always inside of me. i was coming to realize that more than anything else i wanted to be rechristened. To be reborn. To be owned, utterly... in every conceivable way. Slowly my bratty self was being worn away as my Mistress kept up my training.
She went around and unfastened his wrists as well and slowly we separated and stood up. She unfastened the strap from behind my head saying, "I am ready to hear you again my slaves but don't get petulant or cute or I will quickly put the gags back in."
When the hard rubber ball was pulled from my mouth I worked the kinks out of my sore jaws. It felt so good as my mouth had been as full as my rear for the last hour. Miss Wendy removed the gag from Jeremy as well and we both turned to face Her. She looked so sexy in Her red sundress, pert chest peaking out the dΓ©colletage. She projected such confidence and radiated a commanding presence as She stood there tapping Her menacing riding crop in Her hand. "Stick out those chests, subs. Let me find out if my aim with this is as good as ever."
i wasn't looking forward to whatever devilish idea was going on in Her pretty head but did my best to not look scared as i pushed my large breasts forward. Miss Wendy tapped my left breast with Her crop, then drawing Her hand back flicked Her wrist, hitting the clothespin that was attached to my nip. i cried out in pain as it went flying and the blood rushed back to my tender piece of flesh. She backhanded the one on my right boobie and it went flying out of sight. i could see the twinkly in Her eyes as She was enjoying Her little game immensely and She turned Her attention to the clothespins attached to Jeremy. He grunted as each was flicked off.
Taking our leashes in Her hand, She turned Her shapely figure and with a strong tug led us out of the living room, across Her kitchen to the ranch slider facing Her back yard. Opening the door She led us out into the bright sunlight and i worriedly looked left and right to see if any of Her neighbors were outside. Luckily we were alone and we were led to the center of Her back porch. She pulled a wicker chair from the patio table and sat down facing us.
Smiling She directed, "Jeremy, my yard is looking very shabby. I need you to get the lawnmower from the shed and mow it. Janette, you are to go inside and fix me a gin and tonic with lemon. I want to enjoy a refreshing afternoon drink while watching my dildo-whore mow my lawn."
"But Mistress, how am I to do that naked?" Jeremy complained, "Anyone can see me?"
"Well, I see your dilemma, men's dicks are always getting them in trouble. Let me fix that," She replied and stood back up. Lifting the hem of Her dress She pulled off Her black thong and slowly slid it down and stepped out of it. Lowing Her dress She sat back down and pointed to Her thong lying on the deck, "There you go, put those on if you are so modest and get to work on my lawn. If you don't like them, I can always lock your prick in a cage for the rest of my birthday weekend."
Jeremy sighed, "Yes, Mistress." He bent down and picked up the black thong and stepped into it. It was way too small and he had a hard time pulling them up over his hips. With some wiggling and the magic of lycra, he finally pulled them on and he turned beet red as he saw us giggle at his predicament. He dick was hard and was barely covered behind the thin material and he turned away and went to fetch the lawnmower.
Miss Wendy tapped me with Her foot, "Isn't that precious, Pet? I'm going to relish watching him mow my lawn like that. I do so hope a neighbor drives by to see what a lucky gal I am to have such a dedicated submissive at my beck and call. Speaking of which, get to work and fetch me my drink."
"Yes Mistress, can I remove my butt plug. It's been in me for so long now."
"No, you cannot! I have plans for that ass of yours and it'll go easier for you if you are nicely enlarged."
i sighed and turned back to Her house. i went inside and gathered up the Hendricks Gin from Her bar. Grabbing a glass of ice i mixed up a gin and tonic ensuring it was just the way She taught me. While i was cutting up the lemon i heard the lawnmower rev up and grinned thinking that i had the better half of the deal. i would have been mortified pushing the lawnmower naked except for a collar, cuffs, and a thong.
Stepping outside through the ranch slider i brought the drink to my Mistress and attempted to hand it to Her. She looked askance at me and pointed down at Her deck, and realizing my transgression kneeled at Her feet to again offer Her the drink. She took a sip and made a face. "Too strong, pet. Go back and try again. I expect an acceptable job this time."
With a, "Yes Miss Wendy" and a slap on my ass i was sent back inside and remade Her drink. This time when i returned i immediately kneeled and when She tried the proffered drink smiled and said, "Much better. Time to earn your keep - you are to sweep the leaves off my porch, and be quick about it."