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He told her he would give her a welcoming spanking and then he would let her satisfy his sexual needs. He looked at his watch and said they would have time for her to take a break and then another spanking before dinner. He enjoyed the look of horror that swept across her face and chuckled, "What are you afraid of? The punishment I'm going to deliver to your bottom or the thought of sitting at the dining room table where all can see you squirm on the seat and revel in the exhibition of your charms?"
She answered, "Both I guess. Wait, that's not entirely true. I am afraid of the pain but you have me in your power and I will accept it for you. I thought for a moment that I would be ashamed to go back through the house again dressed as I am but I shouldn't be. Any reluctance I might feel now will be driven out by the two periods of punishment that precede it. If you want, you can also bring one of these things and whip me where all can see how much I'm willing to submit to you. I am yours. Do with me as you wish."
He smiled as only a conqueror could. "Well said my dear. I will put your resolve to the test in many ways tonight but it will be within these walls. Dinner will be delivered. The door to your left is a bathroom so it will not be necessary for us to leave before morning. Until then we have much to accomplish. Shall we get started?"
She found it interesting that he did not seem to consider the three spankings from Jason, the naked march through the halls, the blind man's bluff game and double spanking from two other strong men as starting her session. Never the less, although she rightly assumed the question was rhetorical she said, "Yes, but may I make a request?"
He was in a mood to listen so he nodded and she continued. "I think I'm correct in believing it is your intention to use each of these implements on me before we're through. Also, the cuffs I'm wearing and the straps attached to the table lead me to surmise you think some of the punishments you plan will be more than I can take unrestrained. I fear you are correct in that respect and although I may struggle and fight against the bonds as you are whipping me I will not balk at being tied in whatever position you feel will give you the best access to deliver my punishment. My request is that I get my first spanking over your knee with the paddle. It is the way you first introduced me to this room and our mutual predilection."
He picked up the paddle and gently took her hand as he led her to the chair. A moment later she was in the location she had become very familiar with and in spite of knowing she would soon being crying, she felt very comfortable.
His swats started quite softly as he let her enjoy the romantic aspects of him and the paddle together in this room but they were soon being applied more forcefully and she was correct in her prophecy about shedding tears and giving voice to the pain building in her. He spanked her longer and harder than he had ever spanked her before. She could not control her sobs when he stopped but he did not let her rest. He almost had to carry her to the table and draped her over the edge. She cried out when his thighs contacted her sore rear and it took her a few moments to realize he was inside her and thrusting hard. Neither of them lasted very long.
When he withdrew he proceeded to pull her legs a bit farther apart and attach her ankles to the table legs. Although temporarily satisfied from his sexual assault she was still suffering the agony of the extra long time under the paddle. The only reason she cold think of for him to be fastening her was to use one of the other implements on her. There was the vague thought floating around in her head that he said they would take a break after the first spanking and the idea of another dose of punishment so soon frightened her. Even so, she had promised to willingly allow herself to be bound so she stretched out her arms in preparation for him to affix them to the opposite side of the table. She was slightly surprised when he didn't take advantage of her implied offer.
He explained, "I want you to have your hands free for this next portion. I am not going to spank you right now but I think it's best if we move ahead while you're still a tad sore."
His description of how she really felt was a great understatement but he was right about how it enhanced her submissiveness. She would've obeyed him anyway but with more reluctance if she was not suffering. He told her to lean on her elbows as he picked up the smaller rubber penis and lubricant. The paddle had covered her rear end from top to thighs and extensively on the outer sides but he had been careful not to spend too long in the center. She may not have been aware of it at the time but he was being considerate of her in arranging for this phase. He was able to keep his fingers off the worst of the damaged skin when he spread her cheeks and inserted the new toy. She gasped when it first made contact but relaxed her muscles so the invasion was complete with little discomfort except embarrassment. He moved it in and out slightly for a few minutes and was pleased with her response. The next step was having her reach behind and take control of the object. He stepped back and watched as she continued the motion he started. He told her not to stop and helped her rise from the table. While he got the tiny clamps she was directed to use her free hand and play with her nipples to get them ready for the jewelry. As each one was tweaked to erection he attached the clamp but did tighten them as hard as before. However, she grimaced delightfully twice during the process.
Now he sat back and enjoyed the show. She was to bring herself to orgasm. He allowed her to manipulate her breasts in whatever manner she wished short of removing the clamps but the action in her tiny opening was to be the only contact below her waist. Her forced contact with the table effectively prevented her from touching vaginal areas. Obediently she complied and of the two of them, she was the only one surprised that she found this new method of sexual contact rewarding. Her thrusts started out slow and hesitant but soon took on a life of their own. When she finally achieved her goal he was standing close to her and kept her from falling forward and hitting her head on the table.
She was in a haze as he unfastened her and removed the clamps. The small pain this created evoked an equally small moan and he carried her to the bed. She lay on her stomach with her head in his lap while he gently stoked her face and hair till she fell asleep.
After her short nap he gave her permission to speak and she thanked him for teaching her more about herself. Then ever so coyly or as coy as a girl can be when she's naked except for cuffs on her wrist and ankles in a room where she knows she is going to suffer a lot more, she asked if he intended to travel the path he opened. He kissed her and rolled her on her back. She winced a little as her bottom contacted the sheets but otherwise smiled as she looked up at him. Then he put his hand on her crotch that had suddenly become more available as her legs spread wide during her repositioning. She purred at his touch and he answered, "From time to time I might take my pleasure in that manner but this holds the greater delight for me." She smiled as she pushed `this' into his hand and showing remarkable boldness for a slave in the punishment room, pulled his mouth to her breast.
In a few minutes there were two naked people (he took off her cuffs too) wrestling and groping and generally making a mess of the bedclothes. It was their first time making love in a bed and they made it an experience to remember. The lingering soreness just enhanced her enjoyment.
After quiet time for snuggling he said, "I intend to talk to the staff tomorrow and inform them of our relationship although I don't think it will be surprising news to any of them. I want you to spend every night in my bed."
She smiled and said she had been hoping for that and asked, "Will you still spank me and take me here?"
He said, "Of course. Your sweet bottom was made for that kind of attention and besides, you still have a lot to learn and you can count on being punished when you need it. Also, you will not be exempt from any of the household rules and can expect to be subject to Jason's discipline when I feel it is appropriate. As to coming here again, those will be special times and as long as you're willing to join me, I don't intend to give them up."
She kissed him and said, "I might not always enjoy to what you do to me here but there is something extraordinary about giving myself to you completely. Although the way I came to you today was humiliating, I feel a kind of pride in letting the world know my devotion and submission to you. I'm going to hate myself for saying this but as much as I love being here in your arms we both know I need the treatment that comes with this room so I guess I'm ready for the next event on your agenda. May I use the bathroom first?"
During her short absence he got dressed and sat in the chair. When she reappeared she wordlessly went to his side and quickly looked around to see which tool he intended to use. He saw her glance and held up his hand as the other pointed to his lap. Momentarily relieved she made herself available to him and stared at the floor as he rubbed the surface he loved to feel and spank. He did not start off gently. He wanted to establish that the sweet interlude was over and he did not stop swatting until he was satisfied she understood that fact. Her tears convinced him.
He brought her to the table and put the cuffs back on to attach her ankles to the table. This time, when she put out her arms he bound them to the table also. She watched in fearful trepidation as he picked up the larger phallus and lubricant. It was more painful than the other one as he slowly inserted it. Although not asking for mercy she told him it was very uncomfortable and she felt stretched to her limit. He pushed it in and out a few times and then took it out. She waited apprehensively while he washed it and put it back on the table next to her head. As he armed himself with the leather strap he said, "I'm afraid this one is going to hurt a lot. When I stop I will release your hands. You will have one minute to insert this yourself. If you don't we go back to the strap. Once it's embedded I will put the clamps back on and you will find your satisfaction as before."
After those instructions he moved behind her and for what seemed an eternity to the one on the table, showed her what a determined man and small strap could accomplish. She understood Sally's comment about small favors and took some consolation that her screams bouncing off the soundproofed walls were for his ears only. This single spanking far surpassed all the times she had been punished in this house put together. He bottom was a mass of red skin that felt even the slights breeze as agony. He did not refrain from striking the areas immediately surrounding where the insertion would occur like last time. This was going to be a true test of her slave-like attitude. However, he was nice enough to give her a few minutes of uncontrollable sobbing and let her calm down a bit before lubricating the object by her face and giving her arms freedom of movement.
It really hurt to impale herself but she made it in time and she pushed herself up and immediately prepared her nipples for their adornment. As she tried to overcome the pain and find pleasure so she could please her master there was a knock on the door. She stopped and spun her head around but rewarded with a viscous cut with the strap as he snapped, "Don't stop. I don't care if the entire staff is about to come in. You have been given a assignment and you will comply." Another bite of the leather on her thighs and she went back to her chore. The humiliation of knowing others would see her in this degrading activity was almost too much to bear but in an inexplicable way made her task easier.
She couldn't see whom he let into the room and actually didn't want to know. However it was impossible to ignore Jason as he walked around the table to enjoy her from all angles. She sighed in relief. Jason was now such a part of her discipline in this house she didn't feel as embarrassed to have him be the one to share her display with the one directing it. Her real shock was when the butler said, "Sally, leave the tray there for a moment. You should see the look on her face."
Of all the servants in the house, Sally was her best friend and the idea of her witnessing this debasement was breaking her heart. It took two more kisses from the strap to get he going again and she closed her eyes and tried to imagine that she was alone with her lover. However her thoughts went in the other direction and she could only conjure up images of her doing this in the main dining room with everyone in attendance. Again the humiliation spurred her on more than a million refreshers with the leather persuader. She opened her eyes and stared at Sally. The serving girl was looking back in rapt attention. They shared gentle smiles and the one who still had clothes to take off started the process of removing them. Alice couldn't believe how close she was getting to fulfilling her charge and watching her friend strip was adding fuel to a fire already out of control. When Sally was nude she picked up the paddle and joined Jason who had moved the chair to where Alice could see it. Giving her friend at the table another smile she put herself across his lap and gave him the paddle. He wasted no time using it and after watching her friend's bottom receive no more than a few hard swats, Alice reached the top of her little mountain.
The spanking in front of her stopped while the unoccupied male removed the clamps and freed his woman. He held her close as they watched the other punishment session recommence. With every swat and screech Alice found her feeling of sisterhood to the maid increasing. Sally was not unused to receiving spankings in a public setting but never as hard or as painful as this. She was embarrassed by her first real scream but a similar feeling of closeness to Alice gave her some comfort and she allowed herself to express her opinion of the effectiveness of her lover's use of the paddle as loud as she could.
It is one thing to be punished severely with an audience and quite another to be used for pleasure as entertainment for observers. In Sally's moral code sex had been a private thing but she did find it exciting to watch her friend in her solo performance a few minutes ago. It lowered her inhibitions somewhat but now she was the one being repositioned so her hands were on the chair and bottom raised for Jason's insertion. It pained her to beg for this to happen but that was what he required and her need for him outweighed her temporary embarrassment. She lustily expressed her desire and he complied.
On their previous visit she was on her back in the bed during their intercourse and it was only a little uncomfortable for her bottom to be pressed into the mattress. This time her bottom was much more sensitive and although it was not always in contact with another object it felt the front of his pants rub against it with each hard thrust into her. Again she reveled in the fact that she could make as much noise as she wished and the walls echoed with her expressions of discomfort and immense pleasure.
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