Companion For A Femdom Ch 03

Before selling her home, Isabella and I had enjoyed a fantastic weekend at hers. She had a thing about keeping me naked; she also enjoyed holding my cock 24/7 if she could. That had proved to be a big 'Turn On' for me. I had willingly agreed to become her slave. That was three weeks ago. I was missing her, and her dominant, and sometimes cruel ways. I needed the firm hand of my Femdom in my life, I needed to taste her pussy, kiss her feet, massage that beautiful body of hers, and then be denied sex until she had been delighted.

She now lived at Finnimore House, where I was soon destined to live and work as well. That was after we had spent a weekend at mine tidying up my affairs before dropping off the keys of my house to the Estate Agent.

We planned to travel in convoy, me in my motorhome, she in her bright red vintage sports car to Finnimore House, where we would both become part of the subs and doms training establishment.

She arrived to the throaty roar of her 1964 bright red Austin Healey 3000 convertible. Not caring that she parked half on, half off the pavement, she marched angrily towards me. Four-inch high-heel shoes click-click clacking, her twelve-inch black mini-skirt split to the waist showing off a magnificent, muscular, and very feminine leg embraced in glamorous expensive patterned stockings. I stood outside my home to greet her. Fully expecting a hug and a long lingering kiss. Instead, she stood before me and slapped my face hard!

'GET FUCKING NAKED YOU LIMEY TWAT' She ordered.

'I THOUGHT I HAD MADE IT PERFECTLY CLEAR! YOU ARE NEVER TO WEAR CLOTHES IN MY PRESENCE!'

She slapped my face again. I headed indoors to carry out her command.

'NOT IN THERE! GET YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES OFF OUT HERE. NOW!'

I did as instructed folding my clothes neatly as ordered to do at hers three weeks earlier. Two girls in their early twenties were passing, giggling as I disrobed. They decided to stop and enjoy what promised to be a tasty domestic dispute.

'Now touch your toes, legs straight, feet apart so that your balls hand low.'

She grabbed my balls from behind and squeezed.

'Does that hurt, Georgy Boy?'

'Yes, Mistress. It hurts a lot.'

'I'll rub them better for you if you want!' Shouted the taller of the two girls whose name was Wendy. She also wore a short mini skirt, and skin-tight vest beneath an open raincoat.

'Good!' Said Isabella, Now for your punishment! Six smacks Georgy Boy. One every thirty seconds! One little indication of pain, a moan will do, or even a simple grunt. That will give me the excuse I need to start over from slap one. I might even throw in another ball squeeze.' To the two girls, she said, 'Unless either of you two bitches want to do the slapping for me?'

'No thanks, but we don't mind watching.' Said Jennifer, the shorter of the two.' She also wore a mini skirt, and a short skintight vest that exposed a nice flat stomach, which suggested she liked to keep herself in trim.

'Watch and learn then girls. Watch and Learn.'

Isabella walked slowly around me, long blonde hair trailing over those lovely shoulders, her mouth half open, a finger placed thoughtfully on her lower lip as she surveyed my naked frame. Her skin-tight blouse barely covered her magnificent breasts which needed no support, and seemed to seek freedom from the half-cup bra holding them in place. One small button struggled to hold her blouse from exposing even more beautiful female flesh fighting for freedom from within their flimsy enclosure.

'THWACK!' The first of her slaps landed on my naked ass made me gasp for breath and brace myself against the short sharp slap.

'I wonder what he did to upset her?' Said Wendy', as Isabella slowly walked around me looking for a sign of weakness on my part.

'THWACK!' Thirty seconds had passed. The second of Isabella's slaps landed, but I was ready for this slap, and though it hurt, I did manage a smile which infuriated Isabella.

'Dunno! Maybe the size of his cock has something to do with it. Two and a half inches if it's an inch!' Said Jennifer, 'Just look at it.

'That's the cold weather causing that you daft cow.' said Wendy, ' I bet I a warm hand, or perhaps my wet pussy would soon make it stand to attention!'

'THWACK!' Blow number three landed. Another thirty seconds had passed. Isabella told me to stand up straight. Grabbing my balls in her hand, looking me straight in the eye for the slightest sign of weakness, that finger on her lower lip again, almost praying for some indication of pain. I grinned and said nothing. Needless to say, my ass felt as if it was on fire, and she showed absolutely no sign of emotion as she squeezed my balls. I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing she was hurting me. Quietly she said;

'Go on George, just one little sign of pain, Then I can start over!

Releasing her tight grip on my balls, she cast her eye towards a builders skip about not far from where we stood. Striding across the road to view the contents, she selected an off-cut roofing batten about two feet long. It was soaking wet and heavy from exposure to rain.

'Perfect!' She said under her breath. She returned and circled wielding her newfound tool in plain view for the benefit of myself and her audience.

'Bend over Darling, look what Mummy has found.' She waved the wet batten in my face. 'You'll like this, but perhaps not a lot!'

'THWACK!' Blow number four landed on my naked buttocks.

Isabella walked around me: 'Surely that hurt George? Can you still smile?'

I made no response. But I wasn't smiling. Being smacked with her hand would leave a red mark on my ass. That, I could accept. But being beaten with a piece of two-by-one-inch rough-sawn wet roofing batten? That hurt, and I knew it would cause severe bruising at the very least, perhaps even cause bleeding. Worse, I wasn't sure I could resist showing signs of pain. I was certainly in for more pain than just the flat of her hand.

'THWACK!' Blow number five landed. Just one more to go. Isabella grinning maliciously, turned to Wendy and Jennifer and said;

'Do either of you want a go girls? Don't worry, he'll still receive number six from me.'

Not wanting to appear squeamish, both girls gave a half-hearted smack on unmarked parts of my ass. Isabella, checking her watch for the thirty-second gap between blows, took up the flogging position.

'THWACK!' Sixth and final blow delivered.

'Stand up straight George.' She came to me and held my cock. Gently massaging it she looked deep into my eyes, and leaned forward to whisper in my ear;

'I'm proud of you Georgy boy. Not one sign of pain. Many subs I know would have cried out for me to stop. In which case I would of course start the punishment with slap number one. But not you George, and I don't want a wimp as my sub. I can't deny I enjoyed smacking you, George. After all, I am a Femdom. I also want a man to fuck, and use as I see fit. I think you might well fit the bill, George. Smacking your lovely ass has made my pussy quite wet. So I shall want something done about that very shortly. But first, I'll apply some calamine lotion to those cuts. Then perhaps a repeat of the last weekend. Is that a Deal?'

'If you haven't crushed my love juices storage depot, a.k.a, my balls, it's a deal, Mistress.'

She laughed, cupping my love juices storage depot in one hand. (Gently this time) Then said, 'Well they seem to be moving around okay in my hand George!'

With one arm around my neck, and the hand of her other arm cupping my balls, I put my arms around her, kissed her, lifted her in my arms, and carried her indoors. Wendy and Jennifer followed.

Indoors, Isabella placed two dining room chairs at right angles to my armchair. The girls were invited to sit on the dining room chairs. I was told to lie across her lap while she applied cooling calamine lotion on the now swollen purple bruises on my ass. Three two-inch wide bruises about an inch apart showed her handiwork to perfection. Despite the cooling lotion, my ass still felt on fire, and so tender. Needless to say, the pain in my ass did nothing to stop me from getting an erection when she placed my cock between her thighs.

Wendy asked Isabella what I had done to deserve such treatment from his wife.

'He's not my husband Wendy. I'm a Femdom. George here is my slave or sub if you prefer that term better. I gave him a smacked ass because he is my slave. Some arsehole cut me up when I came off the motorway. That put me in a bad mood. George was fully clothed. Not unreasonable given the circumstances I suppose, but I needed to vent my anger. George is my sub. So I decided to give him a good smacking.

I enjoy giving a slave a good smacking. That always puts me in a good mood. It also makes me randy for a good fucking. Which is where we are now. George knows the score, He disobeyed me. So I punished him. Now is the time for forgiveness. When I've rubbed this oil in his ass, I'll allow him to give me a foot and pussy worship. I might even give him an HJ if he does a good job of eating my pussy. You two are both welcome to watch, feel free to masturbate, I love watching my subs wank each other off. You're both welcome to play with his cock while he's giving me a foot massage or licking my pussy, but don't let him cum. He is never allowed to cum until his betters are fully satisfied, and even then only with permission. When he's satisfied me, you two are both welcome to have him going down on you both, Would you like that?'

'Oh yes please Isabella,' said Wendy, 'We would both love to watch and have George going down on us. But won't George mind?'

'It doesn't matter if he does mind dear girl. He has no say in the matter. He's my slave for fucks sake! I'm his femdom! His owner! He is my property! So naturally I am superior to him every way you look at it. He will simply do as he's told. But I suspect he will enjoy you playing with his cock, nothing like a bit of 'strange' to make any man interested. He'll enjoy that almost as much as he enjoys eating me.' 'Feel free to fondle his cock girls, I want him as rampant as a dog with a bitch on heat. Because sure as hell George is going to make my pussy very, very pleased indeed with his mouth and tongue. He'll enjoy doing the same for you.' When you've got him nice and hard, he'll probably try and fuck your hand. Don't be afraid to squeeze his balls if he gets too excited.'

To me, Isabella said;

'Don't you dare cum George, if you do I shall have to punish you - small cock cage, sore ass, double Pussy Pleasing Pills (PPP), and anything else I can think of to make tonight thoroughly enjoyable for me and frustrating for you? That's enough foot worship for now George. Let's get on to the real stuff -- I need my pussy licked and cleaned. '

After removing Isabella's lovely stockings, and taking as much of her foot into my mouth as I could manage, I sucked and swallowed until both feet were spotlessly clean. Then, I sucked each toe individually while massaging her lovely feet. Wendy meanwhile had taken my cock in one hand and Jennifer's pussy in the other, she watched me eating Isabella's feet and pussy with the nipple of Jennifer's left breast in her mouth.

Meanwhile, Jennifer reciprocated Wendy's massaging as best she could, one hand on Wendy's pussy, the other cupping my balls and gently massaging them.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could just see Jennifer's lovely hairy bush. Wendy stroked the already swollen lips of Jennifer's vagina, wet from the effect of Wendy's gentle touch. Both girls moaned with delight as they enjoyed the other touching and caressing their most private parts. My erect manhood also enjoyed the attention it received as they took turns to caress my balls and cock whilst I enjoyed the taste of Isabella's pussy.

'I can see you two have done this sort of thing before.' Said Isabella grabbing two handfuls of my hair and dragging my head into a more comfortable position between her lovely legs.

'Yes.' Mumbled Wendy. Her tongue was half inside Jennifer's mouth. 'Four of us shared a flat at Uni, The two A's, Jennifer and me. We didn't have much money, we tended to watch porn online, which invariably led to the four of us sitting in a circle on the floor, naked, enjoying each other as we are right now. Fifty pence pot, we would wank each other off, betting on who would cum first, or last, depending on the rules agreed before the match.'

Isabella laughed. 'Your two flatmates; they wouldn't just happen to have been studying for a medical and dental degree each, and their names wouldn't just happen to have been Angela and Annette by any chance?' Asked Isabella as I kissed and licked her inner thighs, enjoying the musky aroma from her vagina. It would have been about four hours since she last showered, she would have urinated a couple of times since then, so her vagina smelled and tasted just how I liked it. I loved the sharp, tangy aroma of her pee. The taste of it, the smell of it, and the biggest prize of all her love juices which I was encouraged to savor, enjoy, and swallow whenever she orgasmed. But I was discouraged from imbibing too much of her pee. That contained a small amount of ammonia, which, she advised, was inadvisable to drink in copious amounts.

'That's incredible!', said Jennifer, 'How did you know their names and what they were reading?' Wendy was not listening and was more interested in nibbling the nipple of Jennifer's left breast.

'Not that difficult Dear.' Said Isabella. 'The two A's are my subs in Finnimore. They call themselves the two A's and have often referred to the JW bisexual ladies they shared a flat with in Uni. Annette is my assistant in the medical practice. Angela is doing well as the resident dentist. The three of us often have sessions such as you two are enjoying right now. For a long time, we have agreed our little threesome could do with a male slave and two more female subs, so if you want a job with benefits, maybe I can help you out.....?'

'Oh how lucky we have met you, Isabella.' Said Wendy. Instantly forgetting Jennifer's left nipple, and the fact that she had left her friend halfway towards having an orgasm. 'Are you offering us a job, because if you are we are interested!'

'It's not just a job Wendy, it's a whole lifestyle change. But first things first. What can you bring to the party, apart from your lovely bodies of course?'

I had now started circling the outer lips of Isabella's vagina with my tongue. Occasionally brushing her rock-hard clit with my lips, knowing she wanted me to take it into my mouth and flick it back and forth with my tongue. She opened her legs wider, encouraging me to venture deep inside her. But I also knew that to tease would mean a bigger orgasm, with the distinct possibility of increasing my chances of an orgasm if I did a good job.

'I'm an architect. Only recently qualified, so no experience, but I have the qualifications, Jennifer has a degree in Interior Design. So what are the chances?'

'There's a very good chance of employment dear girl. Of course, I don't have the last word, but you would both be working with George who's destined to be our Building Consultant, amongst other things. You would earn about the same as him, I imagine about fifty grand a year, but everything is found; food, accommodation, clothing, for what it is, you'll live practically tax-free with a pension you can take at any point in the future, thanks to our magic accountant.'

'That sounds fantastic Isabella, but there must be downsides, what are they?'

Well don't go thinking it's a nine-to-five job Jennifer, Monday through Friday, we start at seven with a two-mile forced run. Then it's a half-hour brutal workout in the gym. You will work practically naked, often working a twelve or fourteen-hour day. The weekends are when we have fun and games, we usually have a mock slave auction. Volunteers, male or female slaves can be purchased, profits go to the entertainment fund. The slave when sold is owned for the night by his/her new owner until breakfast time on Sunday morning. He/she is expected to perform any sexual act agreed upon before he/she knows who the new owner will be before the auction. It's just fun. So far no lasting harm has resulted from it.

We have a large indoor heated swimming pool, a free bar, (but don't get pissed -- that's a No-No) BBQ, dancing, etc etc. '

'I love being naked Isabella, and enjoy wild parties Isabella, and after four years at Uni, and long hours don't worry either of us much.'

'I would be your Femdom, said Isabella. 'You would be senior to George because he's an inferior male. But Junior and answerable to me. I am a strict bitch, girls! Don't think for one minute because you are a girl I won't slap your ass. Because I will. Sometimes you won't deserve it, sometimes you will. Either way, don't bitch about it. It's the way we keep order at Finnimore. I also decide who sleeps with whom and in which bed. We only have two beds in the bungalow. There is more, much more that you need to know. If interested, stay the night. I'll give George a hefty dose of PPP and a smaller dose for the three of us -- just enough to make us all randy for a few hours. Then the three of us can enjoy George's cock and tongue. Between bouts of fucking I shall tell you everything you need to know. I think I can promise a night of fun you won't forget in a hurry.'

'No need for me to think about it, Isabella. As far as I'm concerned you've got a brand new sub. I just love what you've told us so far. Are you 'In' Wendy?'

'You bet I'm in. It's a lifestyle I can only dream about until now. I love the idea of giving George a smacked bum, and I don't mind if he is told to give me a smacked ass. I certainly deserve a smacked bum now and again. My kinky desires need to be kept in check!'

Jennifer laughed, and said, 'After being at University for four years, fifty thousand pounds a year seems an absolute fortune. But what exactly is PPP?'

Isabella didn't answer, thanks to my ministrations, she was having a massive orgasm. I was doing my level best to drink and swallow every drop of her white nectar spilling into my mouth, and was looking forward to the inevitable short spurt of urine I knew would follow. Wendy had decided to try and swallow my cock, and Jennifer was trying to fit both of my balls into her mouth.

Both girls had removed what little clothing they still wore. The girls lay alongside me. My cock was never far from their hot, eager mouths. They were enjoying kissing each other, with my cock between their lips. Three fingers disappeared into my anal passage; a hand cupped my balls when they were not in Jennifer's mouth. Two very wet pussies pushed themselves against my face, both eager for my tongue to excite and explore now that Isabella had been temporarily satisfied. My arms were trapped beneath Jennifer and Wendy. Two lovely ladies unknown to me only a few short hours earlier, both now intent on using me for their carnal desires, eager to spill their love juices into my mouth and taste my jizz.

Isabella now stood astride the three of us. She urinated over the faces of the two girls and slipped PPP and several Maltesers into her vagina. By pissing on them, Isabella had given indication she was willing to accept Wendy and Jennifer as her subs. Formal, and public marks of ownership would follow at Finnimore. Isabella was about to give me a large dose of PPP!

'Suck it all up Georgy-boy. Tonight you are going to have four or five hours of solid fucking before I allow you to cum.'

I sucked and swallowed, thoroughly enjoying Isabella's soaking wet vagina, my tongue exploring every nook and cranny for every last drop of her lovely white love juices. I couldn't understand quite why I had such a tremendous erection. Bigger and stronger than I had ever enjoyed before. But no matter how much the girls sucked and played with my cock. It just seemed to grow bigger and stronger with every lick and caress, and I was becoming more and more randy. But sadly, I was incapable of ejaculating! All I could think of was fucking. Vaguely, I recall Isabella saying,