Fem Dom - F/M
Sex Slave Training Sado-Masochism (SM)
Published
8 / 2010
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SYNOPSIS
For the second time, Bridget accuses Paul of neglecting her. The rules they laid down previously are clear: Paul is obliged to meet her demands, to play the “game” in which Bridget has set the rules, but the contract she draws up is far harsher this time. Paul will not go back on his word once he has signed, and yet, as he finds himself humiliated, cuckolded, forced to dress in a maid’s outfit and to serve Bridget and her friends, he begins to wonder whether Bridget has a deeper purpose behind everything she makes him do. He cannot escape her increasingly bizarre demands, and surely the “game” can only result in divorce? Paul’s repeated whippings, spankings and bondage at the hands of a powerful Mistress while Bridget returns home to cavort with her lover might end it all, but Paul is much tougher, physically, than anyone would have imagined…
EXTRACT
The beating of his buttocks went on, and Bridget looked on, amazed at his response to the
pain. She could see that there were welts on his buttocks and they were a rosy red, but
it was his silence that showed her how strong his mind was at withstanding the pain. She
could also see that Mistress Patricia was not holding back, and that the day slaves, the
ones awaiting their own punishment were looking over and watching Paul’s punishment. She
heard Mistress Svetlana shout, “Look this way, you miserable wretches. How dare you look
on while a bonded slave takes his punishment? You steal his strength and then dare to
look on and gloat. You will all receive three extra of whatever punishment is awarded to
you.”
It also shook Bridget to know this other Mistress had such respect for Paul and did not
hesitate to reveal it to her slaves.
Slap! Slap! Slap! “Are you in great pain, slave?”
“Yes, Mistress”
“Do you want to give me the word, slave, to stop your great pain?”
“No, Mistress. I trust you to know when enough is enough.”
Mistress Patricia gave him one more slap and stopped. She placed her hand on his
shoulder, saying, “Rest for a moment, slave, and get your mind adjusted to further pain I
am about to inflict. You will now receive an undetermined amount of the flogger across
your back.”
“Thank you, Mistress Patricia”
There was a short pause while Mistress Patricia changed the instruments of pain, and then
she said, “Prepare your mind.”
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! The strokes carried on for a short while, and they were of
varying power. Some were as soft as a caress, and others were hard and painful. Bridget
was looking at Paul’s face, watching his tears fall, but he was still silent on every
stroke. There were strokes delivered to the most tender part of his thighs, but still he
never made a sound. Then she watched as Mistress Patricia again put her hand on his
shoulder.
“Rest, slave. Your punishment is at an end until after my break.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
“You’re welcome, slave.”
The three Mistresses walked out of the dungeon and to the lounge. Before Bridget could
speak, Mistress Patricia said, “We will have a quick coffee, and then I will administer
his last punishment of the day: the short whip.”
