As Matthew's personal secretary I may on occasion be required to work on Saturday and possibly Sunday.
Matthew was wearing his black suit when I walked into his office on Saturday morning. This isn't so unusual except he was wearing a black silk shirt without a tie instead of his signature white shirt and tie.
Other than our usual flirting and kissing, Matthew hasn't touched me since that incredible day swimming with the swans. I so want to feel his cock in my cunt.
I was a bit disappointed that Saturday because Mary was working with us. I wanted Matthew all to myself. This meant no touches or kisses from him, or so I thought.
At around noon Matthew announced, "Thank you, ladies, this concludes our official company business for the day. I'm in the mood for Indian sit-down cuisine," he removed his black spit polished dress shoe, followed by the other, next his socks, "But first...."
Matthew got up from his desk and walked to the center of the room.
"Come here, Mary," he spoke quietly but firmly, pointing to the floor in front of him. Mary quickly complied and stood in front of him.
"We are ratcheting things up a notch, Chastity, although this is nothing new for Mary."
Matthew touched her face gently, "Mary is my first. She was well broken to my will before I graduated High School. Isn't that right, Mary?"
"Yes, Matthew."
"It all started when Mary offered me a summer job painting the inside of her house in my sophomore year. She came on to me aggressively several times that summer. We were lovers for a time until I turned the tables on her by making her my compliant woman.
Mary was performing oral on me off in her office on school grounds by the end of the following school year.
During that mentioned year I mandated Mary to stop coloring her hair and start growing it long. She hated that at first; she obeyed regardless.
It has remained long and this beautiful shade of silver gray since.
"Isn't that right, Mary?"
"Yes, Matthew, I'm your compliant woman."
"Of course you are my dear, that and much more.
Please strip for us. You will then assume the position at my feet."
I couldn't believe what I was seeing or hearing; this is so erotic. I have grown to appreciate these things now that I am reading erotica. I was seeing it firsthand, getting aroused watching it unfold before my eyes.
Mary's clothing seemed to flow off of her as she undressed, leaving a puddle of clothing on the floor at her feet.
Mary's back was straight and her hands were crossed behind her back as she knelt naked at Matthews's feet.
Although in her early sixties, Mary is a very beautiful woman.
Matthew touched her face very tenderly letting his hand linger there as she closed her eyes and smiled.
Its obvious Mary maintained her trim figure through exercise and a good diet. I dare say that if she dyed her hair too the rich dark brown of her youth, Mary can easily take years off her appearance.
Matthew removed the hairpins out of Mary's figure-eight bun explaining, "Mary will continue to be your mentor, Chastity. She will guide you in the ways of true submission to a dominant man and you will follow her instructions as if they were my own.
Notice how she holds position. Mary can kneel this way for hours collared and leashed," Matthew finished the sentence by arranging Mary's center-parted blunt cut hair to partially cover her face and flow down over her shoulders to her waist.
"Come here, Chastity," said Matthew in the same tone, pointing at the floor,"You may strip for us."
My face was flushed with embarrassment. I was embarrassed but oddly aroused by the thought of being made to strip in front of another woman for the pleasure of a man. Mary and I work together for goodness sake.
I hesitated instead of complying immediately as Mary did. I learned a stinging lesson from that brief hesitation.
"Mary, bring me the yard stick on Chastity's desk."
I rushed over to Matthew knowing it was too late, 'Is he going to spank me in front of Mary?' I thought as she handed him the yardstick, smiling knowingly and nodding her head at me.
Matthew sighed; I could see the annoyance in his green eyes. "I'm disappointed with you Chastity. It's a simple enough request."
It wasn't a request; it was a command, Matthew's polite way of talking around women.
"Take off you panties...very good, now lean forward and put your hands flat on my desk."
Matthew caressed my pussy, "Interesting, you are quite moist, baby face. Do you like having your pussy touched?"
"Yes, Matthew."
"Do you know why you are getting the yard stick?"
"Yes, because I hesitated to obey."
"I can see the blush of embarrassment in your face. Are you embarrassed about undressing in front of Mary?"
"Yes, Matthew."
"Are you embarrassed for your arousal while being touched in this manner in front of Mary? She is aware of how aroused you are?" Matthew asked stroking my pussy and then tasting his fingers, "You taste delicious by the way."
This made me smile as my friend Mary knelt again to watch us with a thoughtful look on her face.
"Yes."
"Excellent, I'm taking that into consideration. Nevertheless, hesitation is unacceptable in a submissive.
It is bad etiquette on your part. You must learn to present yourself properly when you are about to be put on display, such as now.
The public Chastity is a well-mannered lady and I admire you for that, as I do Mary. That Chastity creates drawings or paintings inspired from her immortal soul, a gift beyond measure.
Besides that ethereal jewel, your artistic talent, another pearl of your personality that makes you particularly desirable is your submissive nature and passive sexuality.
You will blossom and flourish under my firm hand. I can assure you of that.
Do you have anything to add, Mary?"
"That's why I hired you, dear. I'm delighted you have resumed perusing your art; your unique gift to share with the world.
Your parents brought you up well. It was most evident during your interview. You are the perfect companion for Matthew while I am too old for him now.
We are much alike you know. It will give me great pleasure to help guide you in the ways of a true submissive woman; beginning with this advice; begging for your Master's approval in looks and actions is particularly desirable."
"Well said, Mary," Matthew complimented, rubbing the yardstick across my bare bottom. "Ask to be punished, Chastity."
"Please, Master." I said in a small voice meaning every word while closing my eyes and bracing for the crack of the yardstick on my bare buttocks.
"Excellent, you will always use that title or Sir when the Community meets; it is allowed now but not necessary otherwise. Actions speak louder than words." I felt the yardstick introduced to my bare buttocks with a sharp crack.
"Please, Matthew," I begged, my ass stinging...crack.
I received six cracks with the yardstick, begging for each one. I deserved to be punished for being disobedient. My thoughtful Master was careful to hit me in a different spot each time. Nevertheless I was embarrassed and ashamed with my eyes were full of tears when he told me to face him. "Stand straight with your hands behind your back," Matthew instructed removing the white handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the tears from my face, "Do you have anything to say to me, Chastity?"
"I'm sorry, Sir."
"You took your punishment well and you are forgiven," he said, kissing my lips, "Did you notice how Mary undressed?"
"Yes," I replied, needing no further prompting, Matthew wanted me naked. I attempted to undress as Mary did although not as well, finishing by kneeling by my pile of clothes with my wrists crossed behind my back.
"Excellent, you're learning to anticipate my wishes, baby face," Matthew praised as he removed the hairpins from my bun, letting my hair down my back into a soft and thick blonde ponytail.
"Your long hair feels good in my hands, however, as you already know; I want to see your hair longer, much longer. You will grow it to the bottom of your ass cheeks as a constant reminder of your submission to me."
He offered his hand helping me to my feet and did the same for Mary.
"I also believe we discussed some modifications but not the particulars pretty baby face," he commented, putting his arms around my waist and gently pulling me to him.
I felt his hard cock inside of his pants pressed up against me as he kissed my lips long and deep.
"As you can see, Mary keeps her vagina shaved and smooth. Yours soon will be smooth and bare. You will be my Masterpiece, Chastity.
Because you please me my uncut priceless jewel, you will be relieved of the mundane chore of daily shaving where you normally shave through a tested and true medical procedure; electrolysis, the permanent removal of your body hair including your pussy hair, the first modification.
It will be time consuming and expensive. The cost means nothing to me.
After we return from our vacations Mary will be taking you for your morning appointments.
