Tightrope Ch 03

Chapter Three - Danica's Deep Dark Secret

The sun came up over the mountains and into my bedroom window, illuminating Raven's jet black hair strewn across my pillow. I normally never let a pet spend the night in my bed, nevertheless a newbie. My mind kept flooding back to images of Raven's face last night. Eager to please me. Hungry for praise. She was incredibly talented in several areas, and takes direction very well. She will make a great pet for someone. Just not me. I know in my heart it's not just because she shares the face of someone who I wish had looked at me that way, at least just once. Halfway through the night of my taking my issues out on Raven, I began to pity her. I used to be her. I never thought I would make it to where I was today. It was all thanks to Benjamin. He bought me from Misstress Breena, he helped me heal my wounds, both mentally and physically. He believed in me when I asked him to rank up. He helped push me to go for my specialty. Now I have the opportunity to Rig for a week long party on a yatch for some of the wealthiest Masters. Benjamin gave me the go ahead but I hadn't officially accepted the offer yet.

I sighed heavily, waking Raven. She smiles at me and tries to kiss me. I put my had up over her mouth. She pulls back confused and hurt.

"I am not your girlfriend. You are a nothing more than a little whore that I am being paid to discipline." With that I was sitting on top of her face. "Now show me you're worth something." I growl. She grabs my hips and pulls me into her face as she licks up and down my lips, stopping at the top to circle my clit every so often. I reach behind me and grab her soft squishy breasts. She moans into me. Moving her tongue down to my hole, making slow circles around it. Over and over. I squeezed hard on her large tits before starting to pinch softly on her nipples. She moans harder underneath me and changes her motion to darting it in and out me. I am so close. I rock back and forth on her face. Her stupid beautiful familiar face. I can feel my chest getting hot. I can hear Breena screaming at me. Lashing at me with anything in her reach. Belts. Cords. Shoes. I overused my safe word so many times but she didn't care. She didn't stop. I have permanent scars on my back from when she tied me down and carved her name into my skin with a hot pocketknife.

She wasn't always that way. Something in her just snapped.

I can feel myself so close to cumming but my mind is so warped I can't focus. I climb off of Raven and let her breathe.

"This isn't happening." I grumble going to get dressed.

"I'm sorry Miss." she bursts into tears. "Please don't report me." She slides off the bed fast and is on her knees in front of me, head down and hands folded. "I'll do anything! Please?" She begs.

I look over at my clock, I have 20 minutes before I have my first session of the day. Shrugging my shoulders I reach into the chest at the bottom of the bed, pull out a 6in rainbow strap on and tossed it to her. She slipped it on and patted the bed in front of her. I shook my head as I crawled over to her, grabbing her hips snd slamming her down into her back. I climbed on top of her and slid the dildo inside of me. I was still moist from Raven's earlier attempt. I bounced soft and slow, my hands using her huge chest as balance. From also having used this particular strap on I knew that while I was riding her, she was getting the slightest rub against her clit with every move I made. We moaned together as I started grinding harder and faster. Squeezing her tits harder, slapping them occasionally. Watching her face flood with heat and ecstasy as we came hard together, clutching one another firmly. We both left bruises on one another. I could see in her eyes she was going to apologize, but before she could I silenced her with a kiss, followed by a swift slap in the face. To remind both of us that we aren't lovers. Not even friends. I got up to get ready for the day and paged for one of the servants to come collect Raven for a clean up. I can't look at her right now.

After I had showered and dressed and returned to my room all of the evidence of our play date had been erased. New sheets were on the freshly made bed. My toys had been sanitized and put back in their place. I also had an outfit laid out for me on my bed, which wasn't normal.

Ah. As suspected. A note from Benjamin. He wants to discuss the yatch party over brunch. How lovely.

In the west wing of the mansion, on the second balcony overlooking the lake and mountain tops there was an excessive feast laid out on the patio table. I sat down and a newbie wearing the signature newbie red collar around her neck with the number 5 on it poured me a glass of juice.. Their collars were also accompanied by nipple clamps. Number 5 had only one weight on hers. She must have been having a good morning.

Benjamin's pets Molly and Mindy were of course kneeling on either side of him. They had bowl on the floor filled with eggs and bacon crumbles, they ate with their asses up and back straight. Benjamin was extremely strict with his personal pets. He usually kept two because at least one of them would make him mad in some way at some point. These were his newest set. They seemed to be doing well.

Newbie number 3 comes walking over to me and asks me what I would like to eat. She has 3 weights on her clamps already. I try to make it easier for her.

"Just some eggs, few pieces of toast, and some slices of cantaloupe."

She half bows and disappears to collect my breakfast. Leaning back and sipping my juice I watch as Benjamin waves a piece of steak over the pets heads. Molly barks at Mindy, and Mindy growls back at her. They continue on for a moment before I interrupt them.

"So what is it you wanted to discuss, sir?" I ask in the most polite tone I can muster.

"Yes. He says tossing the steak behind him. They both go to get it but are both stopped in their tracks by their leashes. Molly was trying to use her nose to slid it over to her but just couldn't quite make it. Benjamin tugged on her lead and she returned to her place at his side.

"I just wanted to check in with you and make sure you are still interested in going."

"Why wouldn't I want to go?"

"Have you reviewed the guest list I gave you?"

"What guest list?"

"I handed you a folder when I told you about the offer. I told you it had all of your information."

"Oh, I skipped right to the payment section of that folder." I try to stifle a chuckle but it doesn't work. "Sorry sir."

"It's fine. I assumed as much. Hence this meeting."

Number 3 returns with my plate and I nod at them to refill my cup.

As she does, Benjamin holds up a finger.

"Yes sir." She goes to pour him juice but he stops her.

"No. No juice. Stop and listen to your task. Don't assume. You see, she asked you for cantaloupe." He reached over and grabs the hard green fruit off my plate. "This is honeydew melon." He holds the piece up to her lips and she bites it. "Do you like it?"

"Yes sir."

"Well you can eat some more when you've earned it. One demerit for you. You know what to do." He holds his hand out with two more weights in his palm. She nearly cries at the sight of them, but puts them on.

"What do you say?"

"Thank you sir."

"You're welcome, pet. Now please return with a proper plate of cantaloupe, or next it won't be your tits that get it."

"Yes sir." She bows and rushes off. I can hear the sound of the little metal weights clanking against one another as she runs.

I dig into my eggs and nearly finish my toast before I realize that I never got an actual answer from Benjamin.

"Sir, is there anything specific you wanted to tell me about this trip?"

He looks at me with sad eyes. I already know what he is about to say. This once in a lifetime opportunity, that can open so many doors for me, is going to be ruined because of a single guest.

"It's Breena. That's why you wanted me to see the guest list. Right?" My tone is dripping with distain. "She's a guest at the party, isn't she?" I shook my head and shrugged. "It's a large boat. I'm sure our paths wont even cross." Speaking hopefully I nearly believe it myself. But I can see the look in his eyes and I know I'm missing something.

"She isn't just a guest at the party, she is the host. It's her yatch." He speaks soft and calm. Knowing that I am already a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. My body felt hot and sticky and it was really hard to catch my breath. I want to scream. Now matter how far I have come she will always be a step above and ahead.

At that very wrong moment, #3 walks back over with a plate of cantaloupe and places it in front of me. Knocking my entire glass of juice all over me. I gasp as the cold liquid splashed in my face, down my chest and into my lap. Without another word I slapped the weights swinging from her chest making some of them fall off. She yelps out apologetically. I am still seeing red.

I grab her head and force her to bend over the table and spank her mercilessly. The table scooted a few times during her punishment. Mostly everyone continued about their business, except Raven. I saw her across the room feeding one of other Masters grapes. Her face was as red as number 3's cheeks. I bit my lip at her from across the room. She nearly drops the bowl of grapes onto her current masters lap. I can't help but smirk at her. I can feel the warmth from her bright red face from here.

Benjamin clears his throat. He is the most observant man.

"Go ahead. I'll lend Edmund Molly for the evening." Mindy perks up happily, probably happy to get Ben alone. Molly looks like she wants to pout but doesn't dare. He hands me her leash and I walk her right over to Master Edmund. He was known for his candle play. Not really my favorite game to play.

I explain to him that I needed #2 to come with me, and in exchange he would get Molly. He gladly traded. Everyone wanted to get their hands on Benjamin's perfect little pets.

All I wanted was to be deep inside of Raven.

I'll be the first to admit at first I was just using her to release my frustrations over Breena, but now it was different.

I couldn't explain it. Raven was nothing like Breena. She was her own beautiful force that I couldn't wait to play with.

As soon as we were inside one of our private playrooms I locked the doors and pushed her up against the wall with my body pressing against hers. Our lips met and as we kissed long and deep, she started undressing me.

I unhooked her number collar and left trails of hickeys down her neck. I felt like I was in high school. Or at least what they say you should feel like in high school in movies and tv shows. I always just felt like the awkward kid. But now. I felt powerful and hungry for Raven.

My lips moved further down her body. Stopping at her breasts to suck and tug of them softly, before moving down more, nibbling at her hips. She moans so soft. Her hands finding their way to my hair and playing in it. I kneeled down, forcefully spreading her legs open. I glide my fingertips over her moist slit. Her body shudders. It's begging me to enter her.

Not yet.

My tongue does circles all over her lips, labia, and clit. Her grip on my hair tightens every time I get close to her clit and she lets out a soft gasp. "Oh miss please." She whimpers.

I pull back and look her in the eyes. She smiles at me. I slip my finger inside of her slowly. Her smile widens. I enter another finger and move in and out of her, slowly at first, picking up speed after a while. Her moans grow louder, wilder. Her hips bucking against my hand. With my other hand I reach up and fondle her perky breasts as they bounce above my head. Her head was leaned back against the door, it would bang off the wood every now and then. My hand was soaking wet, it was dribbling all over my arm. My fingers were being crushed inside of her but I couldn't stop. No. I added another finger and began pushing harder than before. Her moans turned to screams. She was going to pull my hair out of my scalp.

"Please can I cum, miss?" She is begging me. It's the sexiest thing ever. I can feel my own arousal moistening my panties.

"Come for me you little slut." I demand as my hand rips free from her insides. I immediately start rubbing softly but strongly on her swollen clit. Her eyes roll back into her head and she squirts all over me, the floor, and herself.

I don't let up. I plunge back in and I keep going in and out of her, even harder and faster than before. I can feel her legs buckling underneath her. Her screams turn to panting. She's gasping for breath. Yet I can't stop. She cums harder, I am soaking wet. Her jello legs are glistening. I pull my hand out quickly, she gasps, in one swoop I lift her legs into the air and wrap them around my neck as I dive into her cum covered cunt. She's shaking uncontrollably. Crying out for me to stop. But she hasn't used our safe word so I keep going. I lick up all her mess and suck playfully on her overly sensitive clit.

She cums again, grunting, crying. Finally I hear it.

"Midnight." It was the softest whisper I ever heard. I closed her legs and tossed her over my shoulder, carrying her down the hallway to the showers. She was definitely going to need one now. We both are.