The Transformation

"Kneel" Adrian heard his Mistress say from behind him in the hallway. Obediently he turned and knelt down before her, head lowered, eyes glancing up at her. He had been her slave for three months now, having come to her in the hopes that she would teach him how to control his own slave. He had been shocked when she had informed him that the two of them would have to move in with her to undergo the training, but he gladly agreed.

"Your punishment for your retreat this morning is that you are going to please me without me touching you or you touching yourself, " she stated plainly. "And if you do not cum, I will know that serving me is not enough to satisfy you" she glanced down at him with a stern look and continued, "You do not want that to happen, I assure you," another pause. She would speak to him this way frequently, carefully judging his reactions to her commands. Her powerful looks sent warm shudders through his body, and he was often torn between wanting to please her and the desire to see what his punishment might be if he interrupted her relay of orders. Today he decided not to push her, for he could sense she had a bad day at work, and knew how harsh she could be when she was in a bad mood.

"While you are licking my cunt, I will be thrashing you with my new shaving strap" she declared as she pulled the thick piece of leather from behind her back and slowly ran it across the palm of her hand. The sight of the strap instantly sent shivers through him, and uncertainty passed before his eyes momentarily, for she had never asked him to release himself solely from his subservience, and he did not know if he could accomplish the task. "Yes, Mistress," he stated weakly, unable to hide the doubt in his voice. Anger flashed in her eyes as she saw the doubt in his.

WHACK! the strap landed hard across his ass. "Do you question my judgment?" she asked, voice seething. A cry escaped his lips and tears welled up in his eyes. "No, Mistress" he winced, hoping that he believed her. " I would never question you. "She looked at him, carefully thinking over his response. She knew that he was still getting used to being in the role of sub, and still granted some leeway when it came to giving the proper responses to her commands. After a few moments, she told him "If you show restraint and follow orders... I may allow you to stroke your cock..." her words trailed into an echoing WHACK! from the leather strap. He didn't flinch this time; instead he asked simply "May I begin pleasing you, Mistress?"

She raised her leg over his shoulder and placed her heeled foot against the wall, exposing the wet folds of her sex just above his nose and eyes. With one hand still on the strap, Mistress Rhian parted her nether lips with the other, her strong fingers spreading herself wide before her slave, allowing her juices to drip freely from her swollen cunt. "You may" she permitted, her eyes fixed on his blood red ass His cock had already hardened from the lashings of her strap, and the site of her own hand displaying herself before his eyes made him dizzy. The wonderful smell, and the visible juices guiding him as he lowered his head and tentatively licked her cunt. WHACK!- another lash from the strap across his raised ass, driving his tongue deeper inside her hot center.

A moan escapes her lips at the intrusion of his soft obedient tongue, but she held her passive gaze, not allowing any loss of control to surface her tingling flesh. He licked along her folds, tracing her plump lips, drinking in his Mistress' sweet nectar. The pain on his ass from the stinging welts her loving strap left drove him on, harder, hoping to lose his pain in the pleasure he tried to coax from her.

As he worked his tongue deep inside her cunt and along her swollen clit, her moans increased in intensity. She was quickly losing herself in the gentleness of his forced lapping, and knew she would soon be ready to coat his eager throat with her hot, sticky cum. She brought the strap down hard again as she ground against his face. The sudden blow startled him, caused him to lose his balance and fall hard against her mound. He pulled away quickly and began apologizing, embarrassed.

She glared down at him, upset by the sudden disruption of her pleasure. "Have you not been doing your balance exercises?" she demanded, then a calm reserve smoothed over her face. "Stand up and face the wall" she tells him with a cool harshness he has never heard before. Fear coursed through him, not sure what she was going to do, and also because of the horror at displeasing his Mistress, but he immediately rose and walked over to the wall, saying, "Yes Mistress, I'm sorry, Mistress." She stared at him only for a moment before finishing her orders. "Apology not accepted ... hands down at your sides, bend over slightly with your ass sticking out and stand on your toes."

Adrian quickly does as commanded, straining to stand on his toes, feeling exposed as I turned his naked, red, buttocks toward his Mistress while she continued, "If you really want to please me, you will refrain from falling, now won't you?" WHACK! another lash from the strap. "That," she explained "is for not answering me." The sting of the blow caught his voice in his throat, but he managed get an apology out for fear she might give him another. "Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry, Mistress" he gasped, a hint of desperation laced in his voice. "How are you going to command a slave of your own if you cannot do as your Mistress asks you..." Rhian let her voice trail off, positioning herself behind her slave to dish out the punishment.

He tried no to let the tears of humiliation and pain stream down his face at her disappointment in him, but as she bore down hard on his already welted ass, rapidly, they flowed freely down his face, and he struggled on his toes, not wanting to displease her again. Whack! Whack! Whack! With each whack he grit his teeth against the pain, and struggled, wanting this to end, yet to never end. As she lashed him, she instructed him:

Your slave will never" whack! "respect you" Whack! "if you do not show control" Whack! Whack!:: "Do you understand?" Whack! "Have you" Whack! "learned your lesson finally?" She turned his head toward her, and waited for his response which came very quickly and ragged "Yes, Mistress, I do." He was crimson with humiliation, and shook from the exertion of standing on his toes, and the pain of his Mistress' lashes.

An unexpected, soft smile crept across her lips as she gently wiped away her slave's tears. "Then prove it to me, my pet" she stated in almost a whisper, his willingness to take her harshness without question touched her deeply. "I want you to show me how much you love me as if it were not required of you" Her voice was ragged in her throat, with just a hint of more than just lust and satisfaction laced through it. Adrian had never heard her sound this way, and he had waited for almost three months to hear her say those words to him. He turned his face in her palm and kissed it gently and whispered "Yes, Mistress ... that is all I have ever wanted."

She led him into the bedroom, where candles were lit all around and a new satin sheets adorned the bed. It was apparent to him that she had prepared for quite a different evening, and that his clumsiness almost made the softness she had wanted disappear. "I am so sorry for my clumsiness earlier, Mistress," he began, the tears welling up in his eyes again "I had no idea that you had something planned..." She turned to him and cut him off in mid sentence "Do not be sorry now for something that I have already punished you for. Just remember each lesson I teach you, for you will need them when you become Lauren's Master." A sad smile crossed her lips; she knew it wouldn't be long before he was ready to control his beautiful lover on his own, and she was going to miss both of them very much. She had broken her own rule and become attached to them, and was really going to be sorry to see them go.

At that moment, Lauren walked into the room from the adjacent bathroom, and took both of them by the hand. Warmth filled her eyes as she stared at the both of them, never doubting how much she loved her Mistress or her soon to be Master. This was the first time she had been included, and she knew it was going to be one of the last...she and Mistress Rhian had discussed this the other night while Adrian had gone shopping. The time was coming for them to part her company, and though Mistress did not let any emotion show on the surface of her long, beautiful face, Lauren could tell that she was going to miss them too.

Shall we begin, Mistress" Lauren asked, lust and anticipation audible in her soft voice, as she kneeled before them both. Mistress Rhian placed her hand on the back of Lauren's head while she moved Lauren's new Master in front of her kneeling form. "Yes, my dear." she whispered, "It is time to begin your training"

To be continued...