Mistress then commanded the slave to open it's mouth and replaced the gag and for the first time removed the blindfold. Mistress reached over removing the leash my hand, dropping it in front of the slave. She gently took my hand leading me to stand in front of the slave.
"slave I am now going to explain why you were brought here."
Mistress turned to me and commanded 'strip slave' I stripped and knelt. Mistress placed her collar around my neck, bound my wrists behind my back and gagged me.
"This woman submitted herself, as my slave, my property a few days ago, and as you so clearly defined; I now own a pair of self confessed slaves. slaves stand to be lead to your new life under my ownership."
Mistress picked up the leash attached to her slave's cage then connected a leash to my collar leading her new acquisitions to their fate deeper into Mistress's home.
Note to the readers: now that the story has established my true identity, a slave. Mistress, my owner, discovered my efforts to write this story and has decided that she would take over writing a few lines for you the reader.
I had been invited to my old friend Barbara's garden party, after initially thinking I would skip it, I decided 'what the hell, it couldn't be that bad; I did like roses'. What turned out to be one of the foremost decisions I had made in a long time. As with all garden parties the best part was the opportunity to meet and engage in light conversation. When I met her, there was an immediate chemistry, our talk moved quickly from lighthearted chat to something deeper. I felt driven to push the discussion to relationships discovering she possessed an interest in D/S.
You see I am a hard core Dominant, always interested in feeding my needs. I read this delightful woman as an unfulfilled submissive; I felt compelled to explore the possibilities. At minimum she was open to growing a new friendship. That evening I decided to go for it, called her with a invitation to lunch the next day which she enthusiastically accepted.
The lunch and the company were wonderful, after a couple of glasses of wine, I had managed to get the saga of her and her husband's efforts in trying to establish the type of relationship they both so craved. It was very clear to me why the efforts had failed to work, they're both submissive. I became excited at the possibility of having a couple to play with. Yes, first I would hook her, then add the other half; l would enjoy the challenge no matter the outcome. We parted company firmly enthralled with our new connection.
That night I fell asleep dreaming of the possibilities, the dreams became so intense that I could not help myself, I had to act! I composed and sent her an email, explaining that I understood the dynamics causing the failure of her attempts to establish the desired relationship and that I had a plan to help her fix it and if she was interested, she could stop by anytime to discuss it.
Just after breakfast two days later, she knocked on my front door; it was time to roll the dice hoping to reach my desired goal. We set on my back patio, enjoying a bit of coffee. I waited for her to ask, I told her that I had strong connection with her and that I felt sure she was experiencing the same bond, which she confirmed. I politely asked her to bear with me as explaining my thoughts would take a few minutes, she nodded in agreement.
"I am a dominant, and I don't do lovers; I use slaves. There in lies my solution to your situation, simply submit yourself as my slave." She expressed concern and asked about her husband.
"I have a solution for that also, we will use his submissive nature against him. Playing with a pair of slaves is a Dominant's dream."
Her mouth dropped open, stuttering, she managed to say that she would need to think about it. Noticing the way she squirmed in the chair, I knew that eventually she would be mine. Six days later, she knocked on my door; I let her in, she stepped four steps into the foyer, stripped her clothing, dropped to her knees and began begging to be enslaved. I allowed her to worship my feet before accepting her submission, I had her crawl behind me as I lead her to the patio we had used a few days before. Kneeling her in front of my chair, I bound her wrists behind her back then blindfolded her.
After removing my panties, I set down in the chair, saying "you are my slave, I will accept nothing short of absolute obedience, now listen carefully to what I am about to say as you serve me".
I pulled the slave's face between my legs and she passionately worshipped me. After reaching a long overdue orgasm, I knelt her up now covered in my come. I explained, I would do nothing that would be visible to my slave until I had taken control of the other half of my couple; the slave seemed relieved. I then tasked her with carrying out my plan to capture my future male slave. After again using the slave's tongue, I sent it along to begin executing that plan.
Note to readers - I thought it would be appropriate for the male to fill in his side of the story. The slave has been commanded to write his experience through the events.
We had just finished dinner, when my wife approached me about trying the D/S play once again, very strongly expressing that we would make it work this time; she wanted me to submit. After I agreed, she had us work together to create a single page contract, new for her, maybe this would be different. I signing the contract, I was stripped and a cage was placed on what was now Goddess's cock; she used my tongue for a couple of orgasms, leaving her slave without and very aroused.
I spent the next few days performing domestic chores, mostly naked and sometimes bound; she worked at keeping her slave on edge but no sex. I was cleaning up after serving Goddess her morning coffee, when she commanded me to kneel before her, I was commanded to shower and dress in a t-shirt, shorts and sandals and to return to kneel in front of her and to be quick about.
Although questioning, I obeyed the command. Goddess sent me to sit in the car, I was left wondering what was going on. After driving through town, at the first stop light, Goddess began removing my clothing, directing that the t-shirt be removed. After arriving in a bit more sparse area, Goddess parked along the side of the road, handing me a gag and blindfold to put on then directed this slave to remove the shorts, I hesitated; Goddess firmly directed my compliance. I obeyed, being guided forward on the seat, my hands were locked behind my back.
Goddess resumed the drive, this slave had no idea what or where but was throughly excited to find out. When the car stopped, this slave was helped out to stand next to the car, Goddess tighten the slave's bondage, adding an elbow strap and chained cuffs at the ankles. A leash was attached to the cock cage, this helpless slave was lead forward.
After walking some distance, Goddess stopped commanding her slave to remove the sandals and to correctly kneel immediately at the next stop; whatever was happening this slave would enter it fully naked except the bindings used by it's owner. Moving only a few feet forward, Goddess stopped, her slave immediately knelt, knees spread, head up. Goddess told her slave that her property was now kneeling before a woman, whom is now the Mistress directing obedience.
Mistress stepped forward commanding this slave not to speak and removed the gag. A series of questions were asked in what seemed to be testing this slave's level of submission. Mistress asked four questions then replaced the gag and pulled the blindfold off. This slave was confronted by an attractive, middle-age woman, judging by her clothing, a very committed dominant woman. Mistress reached out taking Goddess by the hand, leading her in front of me turned to face me.
Mistress explained I was to learn why I had been brought here. Mistress turned commanding Goddess to strip and kneel then bound her hands behind her back, gagged her and placed a collar around her neck. This slave was helpless to react with more than the thought this woman now owns two slaves. Mistress stood her slaves, attached a leash to the female's collar, directing eyes kept to the floor, then lead the pair deeper into the home. The trio stopped in Mistress playroom, the slaves were commanded to their knees, Mistress removed this slave's gag asking. "What are you?"
