III: Home at last
[This story has contained oral, anal, vaginal, Mf, Mff, ff, betrayal, revenge, retribution, D/s, bondage, a trip to Chicago and a road trip to Los Angeles. This chapter adds some exploration of other aspects of this D/s relationship. If any of these aspects will or have bothered you, you probably should be reading something else. It is not intended to be a stroke story, but please, don't let that inhibit you. ]
Morning found me awake alone in my bed, the sun up and warming the master bedroom and the soft sounds of Janice and Carla in the kitchen. I got up and headed in their direction. When I opened the door I smelled coffee.
Janice and Carla and I were finally home after a trip to Chicago. It could have been a disaster and turned out quite differently than originally planned. Carla was, at the beginning of our trip, living in Chicago and working at the hotel where Janice, my wife, and I stayed. At the end of our stay I had become a novice Dominant and both Janice and Carla had chosen to be my subs.
We arrived back at home and after settling in just a bit I had the ladies sleep in what was now Carla's room and I stayed in the master suite. I told them that today would be an exploration of different aspects of our newly structured relationships.
As I entered the kitchen Janice saw or heard me first. She turned from the stove top and said, "Good morning Nick. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes. Beginning today I wish to be greeted with kisses."
Both came directly to me and kissed me hello. Neither was wearing clothes.
"Do you want the kisses from us nude or could we be dressed?" Janice asked.
"On a work day it can be clothed. Other days I prefer nudity."
"Understood, Honey. What would you like for breakfast?"
"I would like a lightly toasted bagel, some butter, a cup of black coffee and I would like all that out by the pool, please."
"If you go out by the pool and sit down we will bring it to you, Honey."
"Thank you."
Out by the pool I sat near the table and within a couple minutes they brought my breakfast. They stood near me after putting the bagel, butter and coffee on the table.
"Would you like to join me for breakfast?"
"Yes, Nick."
"Unless I tell you differently some morning I want you to always have breakfast with me so we can discuss the day. Get your food and come back here, please."
They were back quickly and sat at the table with me. I noticed that Carla had brought a pad and two pens with her breakfast.
"Why the pad?"
"If you are going to discuss the day I want to take notes so I don't forget what you tell me."
"No notes for the tasks I give you. You will remember the tasks I give you. There will be things I will want lists of and, since you have a pad, we will begin with one of the lists. Since you know the area and where to shop, Janice I am sending you shopping. We need the house stocked with food. This week I would like salmon for dinner at least once, chicken once, Mexican food once, shrimp at least once. I don't want a salad every night with dinner but often. Go to Trader Joes and get some lo-cal lunch salads for both of you, enough for the week. You know what veggies I like. Get some. Make sure we have diet sodas on hand, and the flavored waters I like. Get enough that you can have some too."
"What about me?" Carla asked.
"You will be staying here and we will be exploring."
"Exploring?"
"Yes. Exploring you. Now finish your breakfast Janice and get to your tasks. Leave the dishes here on the table. I'm sure Carla can handle them this morning."
"Yes, Nick."
"Oh yes. Janice, when you dress wear either a skirt or a dress. No heels over an inch and a half, no nylons, no panties, and do wear a bra."
"Yes, Nick."
She took her last bite and left the table. She got two steps away and I said, "Please don't leave without offering me a kiss."
She offered and I accepted her kiss. As she stepped away I added, "Ever."
Janice hesitated, smiled and left. Carla was finished eating and so was I.
"Please take our breakfast into the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then come back here."
She stood, gathered the dirty dishes and turned to leave. She stopped and offered me a kiss. I accepted and then she went to the kitchen. I went into the pool house and found what I needed. I was sitting at the table again with various items on the table when Carla came back.
"Carla, I need to know things about you that I don't know and that I don't think you know either. So, we will explore and both learn. Do you trust me?"
"Yes Nick."
"In my reading I have discovered that for many the experience of pain leads to heightened experiences that are sexual. I know that your life experience of orgasmic sexual pleasure has been limited to the few days we have been together. Would you like more of that?"
"Yes... if it pleases you."
"It pleases me. Now, things I am going to do will hurt. They will not injure you. I need to know how much pain you can take, how sensitive your body is in certain areas. I will give you some words that will help me and protect you. If you say "yellow" at any time you are saying that the pain is too intense and I need to hesitate or slow down. If you say "Red" it is too much and I will stop. Our exploration for today will be over. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I think so. If the pain is too intense and I say yellow you will hesitate, give me time to breathe, before resuming whatever it is. If I say Red we are done and you will stop whatever we were doing for the rest of the day."
"That is correct."
"I get to say how much I can take."
"And that is what I need to know. How much can you take?"
"I understand, Honey."
Slowly I lifted my right hand to her breast and pinched her nipple. I increased the pressure until she whimpered. She did not pull back or use either word. I picked up a small plastic clothes pin from the table and attached it to her other nipple.
I released my finger pressure from the pin slowly and Carla drew in a breath as the pain increased. When my fingers were off the pin her eyes were closed and her breath was shallow. I released my pinch of her other nipple and attached another clothes pin to that nipple.
Again she took a gasp of breath and held it as the pain increased. I waited a few seconds and said, "Good. Carla you are doing really well."
She was standing beside the table and directly in front of me. I inserted a finger into her slit.
"Carla, you are wet. Can you feel how wet you are?"
"Yes, Honey. I am wet."
"Please get on your knees."
She opened her eyes and knelt in front of me. Each movement made the clothes pins move and changed the pain in her nipples. She winced a couple times on her way to the deck. I stood and inserted my cock in her mouth.
"Carla, please get me hard so I can fuck you."
She took my cock in and began to suck and lick it. Every movement shook the clothes pins. She did not stop. As I got harder I remembered that with my cock in her mouth it would be hard for her to say either word. I pulled out. Carla leaned forward to recapture my cock.
"Stop. Carla take this blue ball in your left hand. There will be times when you cannot speak. Dropping the ball will be the signal for me to stop and find out if we are at yellow or red. Understand?"
"Yes, Honey."
She took the ball in her hand and leaned forward taking my cock back into her mouth. I watched the clock on the pool house wall. She sucked me for five minutes and I was quite hard. I said, "Stop."
I helped her to her feet and one at a time I released the pins. That proved to momentarily increase the pain as the blood rushed back into her nipples. I kissed them and massaged her breasts for a minute.
"You did very well."
Carla watched as I took some string and two large metal washers and tied the string ends to the clothes pins with the washers resting on the string between the pins. The string was just about the length of the space between her nipples.
She watched as I lifted the pins and attached the first to her right nipple. She winced but only shut her eyes for a second. I held the washers in one hand and used the other to attach the second pin to her other nipple. Again she winced and continued to watch. I slowly lowered the washers until the string held them instead of me. The weight pulled on her nipples and she closed her eyes.
"Open your eyes Carla."
I sat down and said, "Put my cock in your pussy and fuck me, please."
Her eyes went wide and she hesitated for a moment. Then slowly she opened her legs and walked over my lap until she had her pussy over my cock. She used her hands to align my cock to her pussy and she lowered herself onto me. Every movement moved the washers on the string sending waves of pain into her nipples.
"Very good Carla. Now fuck me. I want to cum in your pussy. You do want me to cum in your pussy, don't you?"
"Yes, Honey." Her voice quivered. She rose up and lowered herself. She did it again.
"Oh yes, Carla that feels very good."
Again and again she lifted her body and sat back down on my shaft. She stopped thinking about the pain and refocused on giving me pleasure. Her motions became smoother and she moaned instead of whimpering. I relaxed and let myself cum. As I came I said, "Cum with me Carla. Cum with me."
Her body shuddered and she moaned a deep, low moan as her body reached a climax. I held her to me as she shuddered. When the peak passed I released the pins and she relaxed into my arms.
For a while I just held her in my lap. My cock relaxed and slipped out of her. She rested her head on my shoulder. When I sensed she was back near normal I asked, "Can you tell me about what just happened?"
"I'll try, Honey. At first I wanted to say Red, but I didn't want to disappoint you. When you hung those weights on the string I decided I would show you I could take it. It hurt ever so badly... and when I lowered myself onto your cock I got confused."
"How?"
"It hurt to move, but your cock felt good inside me. I wanted to have you cum inside me, and it hurt. I found I could focus on your cock and the pain just made me feel everything more intensely. When I felt you cum I exploded!"
"Would you want me to do that again some time?"
"Yes! I cannot believe it but yes! The intensity is incredible."
"Lets go inside. I don't want you to get sun burnt."
Inside the house I had Carla explore all the drawers and cabinets in the kitchen. We talked about what she liked to cook and how living with two women in the same house and the same kitchen could be a problem. She told me how she and her sister had worked it out when she lived with her in Chicago. It was understood that the house and the kitchen were her sister's and that she was just staying there, temporarily.
I let her know that she wasn't staying here temporarily, she lived here.
"I'm happy that you feel that way and I have some questions. When we got here yesterday your friend Paul was here. You introduced me as Carla with no explanation as to who I am and why I'm here. It made me wonder how I will explain how I can live in a mansion, who you and Janice are in my life."
"I have been wondering about those questions too. I want Janice in the conversation before any decisions are made. So let's wait until she is home."
"OK, Nick."
"Has anyone ever tied you up?"
