PainLove - Bk. 02 - Ch. 29-35

Chapter 29

Cathy had a suggestion. "Helena, instead of leaving, why don't you stay for the evening, perhaps even overnight. After all you've been through, you could use a bit of cheering up."

"Wouldn't it interfere with your plans?"

"I've seen my plans shift quite a bit in the last hour." She gave Rob a cool look. "However, I have some new ideas I'm eager to try. Helena, you may be very helpful.

"But tomorrow morning, Rob, I will use bondage on you again, differently than today. It will be just you and I for that. In the afternoon I want to take a drive with you in a dress. I'll tell you the details tomorrow." Rob didn't respond, making a mental note he would, at the right time, challenge going in public in a dress.

She had one more command. "Give Helena another kiss, Rob, she needs them."

Rob and Helena found their kisses grew more passionate.

Suddenly they heard Cathy gasp. "I saw a man peeking at us!"

"That can't be, the curtains are closed."

"No, look, that curtain there isn't completely closed, look! Rob, I'm afraid! Suppose this is Iris sending someone to exact her revenge."

Rob cursed and whistled Inca and Nicky. He put a coat on over his maid's uniform and went outside, trembling with rage. The dogs noticed his mood and acted aggressively, they started to growl and cast about excitedly looking for prey. Once outside he couldn't see anything, he walked from the front door to the back door, still nothing. He decided to let go the dogs. They ran behind Cathy's funroom building and started barking.

He heard a man's voice. "Call back your dogs, please." Rob ran to where the sound was coming from and saw Inca and Nicky had cornered a man.

"What are you doing here?" Rob, his voice angry. He could see the fear in the man's face, despite the poor lighting.

"Nothing, I was walking down the street toward home when your dogs attacked me."

"They didn't attack, they just frightened you. You don't seem to have been bitten."

"No, but they could have."

"Okay, what's your name? I'll check it with Doctor Mahan. You say you live where?"

"Harrison. You can see my house, just there."

"I'm sorry, we had a peeping tom and the doctor was scared, that's why I let the dogs loose. So sorry. Goodnight."

Rob went back to the house, walking all the way around it again. He saw no sign.

He was shivering a bit from the tension, recognizing the adrenaline rushing through his body again. Wait, adrenaline? Cathy set him up, there was no peeping tom. He returned inside, back to the living room, pulled Cathy over his knee, pulled down her knickers and gave her four pretty hard blows on her beautiful bum.

She moaned and smiled. "More, give me more." He gave her four more. Cathy's bum was red, but she had enjoyed it, he saw by the expression in her face.

"There was no intruder, right? This was another test."

Cathy kissed him. "It went perfectly well, don't you think? A medium adrenaline rush, not as heavy as earlier, but still you didn't show any signs of blacking out or whatever."

"No, I feel fine."

"I loved your spanking, thank you dearest." Cathy gave him a wicked smile. "But you know you may not spank your Mistress. You must be punished. Whenever your butt is healed, I shall administer quite the red bottom."

"Then I shall keep a distance between you and I, you know I don't like pain all that much." Rob was between serious and joking.

"No, Rob, I'd never hurt you. Just soft S&M play, nothing harsh. Your Mistress needs you, I do have other needs than sex, my mental health is at stake like yours. I need to play sometimes and if it can't be you, I'll take another slave who does want it."

"Good! Find a whipping boy. Saves me the pain."

Cathy was flabbergasted. "You mean it don't you? After everything I did for you, will do for you?"

"Why do you mistresses always think what you do is pleasurable? Suppose you want me to cum and I am not in the mood, you think it fun for me? Absolutely not, I must be horny, you must be horny, there has to be an opportunity, a place is required, we must find the time, so many variables. I'm not an average sub, I'm sorry Cathy, if I don't follow your rules.

"Remember, the incident with the chain and the pipe came about because I declined to have sex with them. I thought you understood. My world is not all sex."

Cathy was silent, she'd thought all she did, all she wanted to do would attract Rob's interest, but clearly not. "I must reconsider my thoughts about you Rob, I thought you could be my soul mate, I may have been very wrong."

"Now you see me as I really am. I enjoy a bit of BDSM, I really do, at the right time. Perhaps for you or Marion, it's part of your life, but not for me. It can be exciting, I admit, once on a while. But a lot of that world is absolutely not my thing. In fact, what I have seen of S/M parties where a poor sub is whipped like I was, my blood begins to boil and I want that 'master' or 'mistress' to get a taste of their own. I bet they inflict it only on others, never really experiencing it for themselves. Have you?" Rob made it sound like an accusation.

"Yes, I have experienced nearly everything from the receiving end." Of course she had, the Domme who'd trained her required her to know what it was like.

"The subs who take such extreme treatment and come back for more, they must be a bit mad. Who wants to feel a whip a second time? Or branding?"He shuddered at the thought. "Both sub and domme should be locked up, one in the mental hospital and the other in jail. I am very serious now, I might be going against the grain of a lot of people, but in my eyes this isn't normal. The reason is always some variation on the sub wanting it for her master who she loves so much. It makes no sense."

Cathy was completely silent. Finally she spoke. "Thank you. It's good to know how you really think about the community."

"Not all, but a many of them." Rob's answer was defiant.

"You make it sound dirty, with a few sentences you destroy the love of a whole lot of people and describe them as mad. I think you must go Rob. I'll cancel your appointment, in fact, I want you to leave." By saying these things he had obviously deeply insulted Cathy.

Rob didn't say a word, just headed upstairs. He tossed his maid's uniform to the floor, dressing instead in male clothes.

In the living room, he extended his hand to Cathy for a formal handshake. She didn't take his hand, looking sadly into his eyes.

Helena had listened to the entire exchange. "Rob, you can't leave."

"She asked me to leave."

"I withdraw my words Rob, they were spoken in anger. I don't want you to leave." Cathy stood up, a little unsteady, stepped to Rob and put her arms around him. "Don't leave me Rob. Helena, don't let him leave me, please stay, please." She was crying her eyes out, she couldn't stop, she was totally upset. Rob was unsure of himself, he didn't understand the dramatic change in Cathy's attitude. With his arms trapped under hers, returning her embrace was awkward.

"Rob, comfort her, she needs you, what have you done now? I can't leave you alone, you make a habit of making us women very upset. You're not the first one Cathy, he did it with me as well as Marion." Helena sounded angry with him, he wasn't sure why.

She comforted Cathy by holding her from behind, stroking her hair.

Rob managed to work his arms up to embrace her as well. Helena and he held Cathy between them. Finally she calmed down and Rob led her to the couch where all three seated themselves.

"Cathy, I'll stay if you want me to; I'll leave if you want me to. But please don't mess with me, I love you, more importantly I respect you. I feel safe in your company, but I have my own opinions about certain BDSM extremes and I simply don't call it love. Helena, I gave Cathy my opinion and Cathy had the impression I disparaged the whole BDSM scene."

"We must talk about something else now." Helena was taking charge. "This poor woman is so upset. Make us a drink, what do you want Cathy? Something strong, brandy, whiskey, I saw a few different bottles, at least I thought I did."

"Brandy please." Cathy was recovering from her tears, still sobbing.

"One for me also, Rob."

"Then we all will have one." Rob poured three glasses of brandy and served the ladies. Cathy emptied her glass quickly, presenting her empty glass to Rob for refilling, before he'd even sat down.

"I feel better now, thank you. But Rob, right now I almost hate you. One moment you can be the kindest person I know, the next you denigrate something important to me. Why did you say all those awful things?"

"Cathy, just think where I got my impressions. I saw a glimpse into the so-called community when I was part of Iris' spectacle. I understand the pain can be about passion, lust, even love, but tell me there was passion or love in the crowd scene in Northampton. I needn't mention consent."

He held up his hands in surrender. "Look, now you know my opinion, but its just my opinion from my preferences. You are an adult, you decide for yourself, as I do. I don't think you're wrong, you're just into things I am not. I respect you are a caring, intelligent and responsible person.

"Now, do you want me to stay or go?"

"Yes, stay, of course." Cathy's answer was in a whisper.

"And you want to make love with Helena and I?"

"Of course, it's why she stayed, isn't it?"

After a few minutes of silence, Rob broke the ice by telling them about Cathy's poor neighbor, cornered by Nicky and Inca. The mood improved over the evening, they relaxed, talking and laughing together as lovers and friends will.

Chapter 30

Both Helena and Cathy said they wanted Rob to wear stockings as they made their way upstairs, just as they would. They inspected his bum and found his wounds were nicely healed, at least enough to handle them for the night.

Helena quickly stripped to just her stockings and suspender belt. She lay on the bed before him, spreading her legs to show much much she longed for him. She spread herself, giving Rob a clear view, then her hands both went to hold her breasts and toy with her nipples.

"Please, Rob, let's just start with you inside me."

Rob, who hardened as soon as he saw two women in nothing but stockings, put in his shaft very slowly and let it rest in her for a few moments as he and Helena exchange hot, wet kisses.

Cathy had put on her strap-on, she spread his arse and pushed a lubricated finger past his rosebud. She put in two fingers and stroked in and out, making him moan. Then, after removing her fingers, she pushed the strap-on against him, pushing carefully to penetrate. Cathy bent down close to him, whispering in his ear "I hope this hurts, you terrible man, never do something like that to me again."

Helena was desperately excited, Rob could tell she would have her first orgasm quickly. As she came, Rob shot his load in Helena. Cathy was still pegging Rob until he admitted defeat.

"Please no more Cathy, it's starting to hurt."

But Cathy was almost there, said nothing and didn't stop. Rob could tell by the noises she made she was close, he focused on pleasing her until she finished. When she did, he sighed with relief.

Helena didn't feel sorry for him. "It seems she settled a score." She chuckled at the befuddled look on his face. Then both women started to laugh even louder and finally Rob smiled also, it wasn't so bad. Tomorrow he might walk a bit bow legged, but Cathy was happy so it was worth it.

"Thank you Mistress Cathy for the great fuck." Cathy was pleased to hear him say it.

Helen had a question about the earlier conflict. "You were very upset Cathy, by what Rob said before. You were extremely disappointed in him. I think it was hard to take because you're in love with him, no?"

Cathy nodded, chagrined. "You're right. The three of us knew it might happen, when you became mentally and physically intimate it's difficult to avoid. It was the risk we all took, especially myself, with an unorthodox attempt to help Rob. I tried to keep a professional distance while still trying to have some fun, but we women never seem to separate sex and love all that well. Two nights ago, Helena, he gave me the best orgasm of my life - one of four or five that night, Helena! - and I no longer had any defenses.

"I wonder, Rob, if you didn't make me angry on purpose when you saw I was falling in love with you. Did you do it to push me further away? I suspect primarily to protect you, Helena, he loves you so much."

Helena sighed. "Maybe so, but Rob is blunt even on his best days. He can end up hurting us without even knowing it. Men!"

"And no one's ever given me pain out of hand." Rob was irritated to be discussed this way." Shall I get us a drink, since apparently I'm not here while you talk about me?"

"Good idea, Rob." Cathy nodded. "Just a glass of water will do, with a bit of ice."

"The same for me, Rob," Helena added.

As soon as Rob left the room, Helena had a question. "Now tell me Cathy, what happened?"

"I'm the psychiatrist and I can't seem to handle my own feelings! I'm sorry Helena, I've asked Rob several times to stay here and live with me. I rationalized, we could work out an arrangement of some sort. I know I was wrong, but I felt so desperate. I wonder if Rob didn't use my own methods against me, he must have understood how angry I'd be to hear him say it."

She sighed. "How can I live without him?" Then she scoffed. "How could I possibly live with him?"

Helena fully understood. "For some reason certain women see something very attractive in him. Think how many women simply ignore him, never knowing what they're missing. When I go out with Rob, I see no evidence any women notice him at all. But like you, Kim and Marion have fallen for him. I must live with this. So Marion lives with us as you know and Kim visits often. It's not ideal, certainly not for me, but I don't have the courage to say no to Marion; making Rob mine alone means taking him from her. She has very deep feelings for him, far deeper than a normal falling in love, losing him would be a harsh blow on her. Are we talking about the same issue for you? You aren't so young. Like me, clearly you have never met the right man. Now we've all, together, fallen for him, no matter what our mind says..."

Cathy's mouth twisted as she fought to not cry again. "I'm so sorry, I never wanted this to happen. I was shocked with how hard it hit me seeing him leaving."

"What if you join us?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, come live in our house. It's huge, you can continue your practice there, it may be a bit more distant for some of your patients, their bad luck. Like Marion, you can get your own room or more and if you like, pay me a symbolic rent and we'll see how it works out."

"And this house?"

"It's up to you. If you feel confident, sell it. Or you can drive back here to see patients. Rob still has his own place, I let him, he wants to believe he can escape me." She grinned. "He can't escape me and he hasn't realized he can't live without me anymore."

"I heard you," Rob entered the room with three glasses of water and ice.

He gave Helena and Cathy their water and sat himself on the chair at the make-up table.

"I proposed to Cathy she live with us, what do you think of the idea, Rob?"

"Oh no, not another woman to live with me!" He gave a false groan, then winked to Helena. Seeing Cathy's face, he went to her, took her in his arms and kissed her. "You would be welcome with open arms, of course. I couldn't stand having to choose, either you alone here or Helena alone there. I ask only you don't try to claim me, nobody can. Helena comes close, but at the moment not even Helena has claim on me."

Helena nodded. "True. He can be really stubborn, as you have seen for yourself. But you are fond of female love as well, Cathy, you have many choices."

Cathy gave him a sly smile. "I choose to make love again." Then she took his dick in her hand, guiding him to lie beside her on the bed.

"Wait a moment." Helena inspected his back and bum again. He was healing nicely. When she touched some of the wounds, Rob had no reaction.

"Will you try lying on your back, Rob?" She laid out a towel on the bed. "Try to lie on this, tell us how it feels."

Gingerly, Rob did as she asked. He nodded to her. "It doesn't hurt as much as yesterday, but it's still tender."

Helena shrugged. "Just vanilla sex, Cathy."

"Are you ready Rob?" Cathy asked, stroking his member, which was firming nicely. "Mmm. I don't have to ask. Take me from behind Rob, doggie-style." Helena lay down on the bed so Cathy could eat her pussy at the same time.

When Cathy had her orgasm, Helena hadn't yet, Cathy kept on licking, caressing Helena's breasts. Rob went on giving Cathy pleasure.

He wet a finger with her juices, then slipped it into her arse, making her jump. He pulled out of her cunt and pressed against her arse. He penetrated her pretty easily, stopping to let her feel his thickness, then out a bit before pushing further in. She didn't protest, instead she pushed back to him, encouraging him. He got as far into her as he could push, paused, then began to pump her. She moaned and wiggled her hips. Rob reached down between them, his fingers sometimes caressing her clit, other times pushing into her cunt. He was so deep in her arse she felt his balls bounding against her thighs. After her climax, Helena stopped to enjoy the sight of Rob arse-fucking Cathy.

When Rob came, Cathy was almost at her third climax but Rob had no more strength to carry on. He turned Cathy over to lick her. Seeing this Helena started to nibble Cathy's breasts. With a loud cry Cathy came once again.

All three of them were lying on the bed now, exhausted. Cathy said, "tomorrow, your arse will be mine again Rob. You can't just arse-fuck your Mistress without asking!" Despite her stern words, she smiled and kissed him.

Rob smiled. "Sauce for the gander."

Helena was happy. "Thank you for thinking of me tonight." It was a relief to hear Rob acknowledge he had put his trust in her again. She wasn't sure he really had ever lost trust in her.

"I'm going to take a shower and then off to sleep," Rob said, Helena and Cathy joined him and soon they were asleep, Rob as usual between the two women.

Chapter 31

The three breakfasted together early so Cathy would have the time to prepare for a patient. She reminded Rob to be ready and waiting in the attic, in his French-Maid costume, at 10:30 sharp.

Rob and Helena took the opportunity to take a long walk with the dogs. The weather was pleasant, for autumn. The clouds were high and scattered, the sun was shining, though the breeze was chilly. He had almost two hours before the session with Cathy. They decided to walk to the wood on the far side of town. They walked hand in hand, enjoying each other's company and feeling close again for the first time in some weeks. The dogs ran free ahead of them.

"I never knew how much fun dogs can be." Helena took his arm as they walked.

"So it was a good decision to get them?"

"Of course, they're fun, they're true friends and good security as well. You have no choice but to get some exercise a few times a day. Nicky and Inca are so sweet, I never had thought that about Dobermans."

"Helena, are you sure Marion and Kim won't mind about Cathy? Should you talk to everyone before adding another person to the household?"

"You can ask Marion yourself, today is Thursday you know. Kim and she will have lunch with us and this afternoon we're going to visit someone. Who we're to visit is a surprise, but Nicky and Inca will come with us."

"Just you ladies?" Rob asked.

"We'll all go together, you included. We'd like you to go en femme, if you would."

"We can rule that notion out right now. I'm not going out crossdressed." Rob began planning. "So it sounds like we'll go in two cars then?"

"Yes, I suppose. Don't ask more questions, I did say it's a surprise."

They returned to Cathy's house well before Rob's appointment in the attic. When they stepped into the hallway, Cathy came out of her office and said "I'm about to start with a patient, then I'll be ready. Rob, you know what to do. Go change upstairs and then go to the attic. I'll be with you within 30 minutes. Helena, will you please stay in the living room?"

Both Helena and Rob did as they were asked to do. Rob dressed in a maid's uniform in black with a frilly white apron, all black lingerie under it and black, seamed stockings. Under the skirt he wore a short soft petticoat and when he was ready he inspected the results. Apart from his male face, he was looking and feeling very feminine. Wearing high heels in combination with his shaved legs he thought he looked fantastic.

Cathy came upstairs. She inspect him and nodded her approval, then pointed. "To the attic!" Together they climbed the stairs to the attic and Rob saw the bondage frame was still in place. "You must help me with this Rob," Cathy said. Between them they carried a leather covered wooden bar to the frame. Cathy directed him on mounting the bar to the frame, just below waist height. Rob put the nuts and bolts together and made the bar secure

"Let me go check on my patient, he's filling out some paperwork. Knickers off by the time I come back." Cathy popped back down the stair, closing the attic door behind her.

What had that devilish woman in store for him, Rob thought. He expected an arse fucking, she'd even had said so yesterday evening. He would soon find out. She intended to upset him, it was her entire intent now. He had doubts about it, would he handle it differently? Cathy came back and stepped towards him. "I have something very special in mind this morning. Bend over the bar, surely you figured out that much."

Rob bent over and Cathy cuffed his ankles to a spreader bar which was then clipped to the frame. The waist strap went on and was secured to the frame. Each wrist was cuffed and pulled down, connected to the same spreader bar as his ankles. Bent over in this way, Rob couldn't move at all. It was a very uncomfortable position.

Cathy reached between his legs and ran a finger from his balls, backward along the cleft of his buttocks. "For your information Rob, the two dogs are in the living room with Helena. The door is closed. You've probably already figured you're to be fucked in the arse today." He heard a quiet motor, the frame rose, raising him for better access. She lubricated his arse with her fingers. "This dildo looks just like the real thing, doesn't it?"She held a dildo right before his face, waving it about like a man in a bad porn clip. She slapped it against his cheek a few times. "I think we'll start with you taking it in your mouth. Suck on it Rob, the more you wet it, the easier when it goes into your arse." She pushed it into his mouth a little roughly, pushing it deep into his throat; Rob almost choked.

"Yes, just so, deep-throat. And it looks so much like a real dick. Wouldn't you love a real, throbbing cock in your mouth so you can deep-throat it?" Rob, the dildo filling his mouth, wanted to answer but could not. She knew his answer in any event, from his profile.

Cathy took the dildo from his mouth. Rob had to swallow some of his own saliva to avoid drooling, hating how it sounded. "I absolutely do not want to."

"Pity. My patient this morning is gay. I imagine he would love to have your mouth around his dick or take you up your arse. Come on Rob, you'll love it. You have come so far, what does it matter? You'll like the taste of dick, we women do it so often, we always taste your dick. It's time to swallow your first dick, like a good sissy."

"I absolutely don't want a dick in my mouth or anywhere else!" Rob was rapidly angrier. With a few words she had swept away his recollection of the purpose of the exercise.

Cathy stepped around to push the dildo in his arse. It was not a large one, it easily passed his sphincter. She continued pushing it in, steadily, but not rough. "Think of how much better this would be if this were a real dick. It's a whole different feeling than a dildo, warm and soft. Well, I really don't care if you have fun, it's for your training. I want it and I'm the mistress. Maybe I'll take a photo or two."

Rob was getting angrier, but suddenly he remembered her purpose was to anger him. "You're just trying to get me upset, but it's going to take more than this."

"Do you say so? No, your training today has a different purpose. I want you to feel a real cock. Lots of sissies must be forced a few times before they learn to love it, but you'll learn to love it. I'll take a picture or two, I want you to see how sexy you look. But I don't want you to call Helena." She popped a ball gag in his mouth, strapping it firmly behind his neck. "I must get you a nice cock-shaped gag. I'll put it in your mouth a lot, you must become accustomed to having a cock in your mouth." She put a blindfold on him. "I don't want you to see who is fucking you, I know your temper. We'll be right back."

We? Rob wondered just what she was up to. she's going to do it, he thought. The woman is mad, I absolutely forbade any men near me. Then he heard a male voice, downstairs somewhere. "Of course, I'll be happy to help."

There was a long pause. He heard the man cough, then more silence. A door closed in the distance, then heavy steps came up the stair the first floor. The heavy steps came to the attic, together with the light sound of a woman's feet. He heard Cathy's voice. "See? All ready for you." Those were the only words spoken. Fingers rang softly around his stocking tops, both legs at once. They traced up along his suspender from the clip on the stocking to belt. He realized his skirt was being lifted then flipped up over his waist, leaving him exposed. A finger greased his arsehole. Then the hot head of a hard cock was pushing against him. A hand pulled on one hip, the dick slid into him. It didn't feel at all like a dildo, it was warm just as Cathy had said. Rob moaned and wriggled his hips, but tied as he was he couldn't move much. He was mad with rage, but could do nothing. He thought he heard the sound of a camera being used. The gag in his mouth prevented him from speaking but he made angry sounds. He felt the warm cock pumping slowly in and out. He felt so humiliated, this time Cathy would feel his full wrath. If he ever found the man, he would send him to hospital.

The dick stopped moving but stayed in his arse. Hands took off the gag, he immediately began a litany of angry words. "When I get my hands on you, you'll long for the lighter treatment I gave Iris! Cathy, you are not safe."

The ropes holding his arms down were loosened, but not enough to let his stand upright. His blindfold came off, he recognized Cathy's skirt and shoes. She leaned down to look at him, her face worried. "Listen Rob, it's all in your mind. Nothing happened, it was another illusion." The dildo was gently pulled from his arse. He heard Helena's voice. "There, that's better." Her hand patted his back. He heard the man's footsteps again, until Helena's feet came into view, wearing his own shoes.

"Rob, The voice you heard was indeed from my patient; I asked him to change a light bulb on the ground floor. He's now gone, he never came up here. I warmed the dildo in hot water, Helena wore your shoes to make it sound like a man on the stair with me. Those are the sounds you heard. Everything else happened in your mind. I am going to release you now, try keep your head clear about what happened."

Cathy and Helena worked together to free Rob. Soon he stood before them, in complete shock. "I was so sure it was a real dick pushing into me. Believe me, if it was for real, I'd have done some very stupid things. Be glad you didn't do it for real and had made me truly angry."

"Rob! Your mistress knows better than to put you with a man. I am perfectly aware of your feelings towards other men. I will never compromise you in any way with men. You must learn to stop doubting your mistress." Cathy frowned. "You must learn to stop threatening me over what might have been."

"But the main question, Rob, is how are you feeling, now that you're cooling off?" Helena leaned close to look at his face with concern. "Can you walk down the stair okay?"

"I really think so, my anger has flared so many times between yesterday and today I think I can control it a bit more."

"Okay, then carefully, Rob, go downstairs and clean up. We'll be having lunch soon." He was still in his dress, his knickers on the chair by the door.

He went to the door, but instead of starting down, he turned back. "Mistress, I'll take care of the dildo for you." He took the dildo with him as he went downstairs.

Helena and Cathy looked at each other. Cathy grimaced. "Not quite what I'd hoped, but not terrible. I'd never seriously consider bringing a man into the game. Here is proof it would be a terrible experience for all concerned. Poor Iris, what a state of mind Rob must have been in when he took revenge on her. It's a wonder she didn't spend many days in hospital."

Helena grinned. "She will be happy to see us there to support Rob."

"Maybe she will drop will dead from fear." Cathy's smile was also wide. "We'll know soon enough."

They went downstairs to prepare lunch. They found Rob at the kitchen table, busy with a big chef's knife. The cutting board was littered with large chunks of flesh-colored plastic.

"What's this, Rob?"

He looked at her grimly. "You'll never use this dildo again." He resumed cutting it it into small pieces.

"Rob! You're supposed to contain your anger."

He put down his knife. "You are looking at a man who is managing his anger in a way that hurts no one." He stepped to the dustbin and swept the pieces off the cutting board. "Now, mistress, how may I help with preparing lunch?"

Chapter 32

Just about noon, Marion and Kim arrived. Helena sent Rob to greet them at the door. Kim kissed him, Marion clung to him for longer than he was comfortable.

When Rob helped them with their coats, his jaw dropped. Marion wore her most serious Mistress outfit; he had seen her in it before, high boots, stockings attached to a corset, panties and long gloves. All in black and although she didn't show anything, this outfit was extremely sexy. She even had a whip in a holster built into the upper of her boot. Kim wore long white leather pants and a black see-through blouse showing her white, lace bra. She also wore white satin gloves and white leather boots.

"What's going on here, why are you dressed like this?" As far as he knew, there was no S&M session planned.

"You'll find out when it suits us! This is not for your benefit, by the way, although I thank you for your obvious approval." Marion smiled, reaching run a hand across the front of his skirt.

He opened the door of the living room. "Mistress Marion and Mistress Kim." They all laughed together when the two newcomers entered, in part because the four of them already knew the purpose of those outfits. As they ate the light conversation gave Rob no hints. It was obviously associated with the afternoon's trip; where they would be going, why in a Mistress outfit?

By the time he started clearing away the dishes from their meal, he felt it necessary to be perfectly clear. "If you're going to a BDSM club, I'll not come along." He was not going to play out fetishes with people he didn't know, surely Cathy and Helena had heard him say he despised those crowd scenes.

"It'll be no such a thing, Rob, we're just going for a pleasant walk, on a pleasant street in a pleasant town. We'll bring Nicky and Inca with us." Cathy smiled to the other ladies. "I might be the exception." She gave no explanation of the meaning of her cryptic remark.

Rob cleared the table, Kim and Marion made themselves comfortable on the couch while Helena and Cathy went upstairs, saying they, too, needed to dress properly.

While Helena and Cathy still were not around he asked Marion what she thought about Cathy, who might soon would join them in living at Helena's.

"I don't mind at all Rob. Sex is part of us being together, but the companionship is what I like most of all. Simply having you around the house means a lot to me. If I can have you fuck me now and then, so much the better. I'm thinking to sell my old house, I'll enjoy living with you and Helena in her house so very much. We'll all be lovers, everyone living in the house and Kim visiting us often as well." She took Kim's hand and they exchanged a laugh. "So yes, I'm perfectly happy and I have no objections at all."

"Maybe I should join you guys, what do you think of that, Rob?" Kim checked his reaction as she asked the question.

"Oh, Kim, I asked you the same months ago. You refused, wanting to give Helena and I time to get used to one another. And you have your practice. Join us when you will or when Helena will. Saturday nights will be fun, all those sweaty bodies, moaning and groaning, many wet pussies, one throbbing dick, the lash of a whip."

Before either could respond to his jibe, Helena and Cathy came in, both in the same type of outfit Marion and Kim wore. Helena high boots, leather skirt, leather vest and leather bracelets, all in dark purple. Cathy wore nearly the same thing, only in deep red leather, Rob never had seen this outfit and he said so.

"You haven't seen anything yet." Cathy was pleased by his admiration.

Helena was reaching for her coat. "We have a little driving to do."

"Helena, wouldn't it be fun to take Rob out in a dress? Think of the effect!" Kim was, as usual, throwing out provocative ideas.

Helena seemed to agree. "Rob, I brought along your over your black satin dress, your knee-length, would you wear it in public? You are covered by us, as well as Nicky and Inca. After our visit we can go into a pub for a drink, even stay for supper."

Rob looked at the women, who all smiled at him encouragingly. He stood slowly from where he was sitting, still in his maid's uniform. He said nothing for a moment. He wasn't angry, he was making sure they stopped to listen. "I will never go outdoors crossdressed. stop asking. Now, you've all heard me say it this time, there will be no excuses for a further occurrence.

"You ladies go right ahead, the dogs and I have lost interest in whatever foolishness you have planned. We'll enjoy a long walk in the wood instead."

Cathy had a way of speaking to defuse situations. "Rob, I'm sorry, this is my fault. Despite what I acknowledge you told me, I encouraged Helena to ask again. We think it would fit the situation. But it isn't necessary. Can you dress in a business-like manner? Not a tie, just for an ordinary day in the office. You simply must come with us."

He gave her an aggrieved look. "One day I hope you will learn surprising me with new ideas is a very effective way to make me refuse to go along." He went upstairs to realize he didn't have a lot of clothes to choose from, Helena had brought only female clothing. He put on jeans and the gray, chalkstripe suit jacket he'd had in his car the afternoon he was kidnapped.

When he returned downstairs, the ladies all wore long coats so no one would notice they all were dressed as mistresses.

It took two cars to leave Cathy's house. Nicky and Inca sat on the back seat of Rob's car, Helena driving and Rob sitting beside her. Cathy followed in her car, bringing Marion and Kim. Soon they were on the M1, heading south to wherever their destination was. About 30 minutes later they were on city streets in a suburb of London. Rob had no idea which town this was.

Helena stopped the car on the street-side in a section with nice houses sitting on large gardens. "From here we walk." Cathy, Kim and Marion joined them and they were ready to go.

Cathy led the way. She took Rob's hand, he held both dog's leashes in his other hand.

Cathy suddenly smiled and turned to speak over her shoulder to Helena and the others. "We're in luck, she's outside."

Rob didn't understand. He saw an old woman working in her back garden, preparing for the winter arriving soon. Soon they stood before the gate giving onto the path into her garden. Cathy told Rob to follow her and quietly opened the gate.

Cathy whispered to Rob. "She hasn't seen you yet. Take your dogs, go closer and tell her you keep your promises.

Suddenly it dawned on him, there was Iris digging weeds! With quick steps he went to her and ordered Inca and Nicky to guard. The moment they started to growl, the woman turned around. She snapped at him. "What are you doing here, go away and take your dogs with you."

Rob saw she didn't know who he was. "Of course you don't recognize me! I meant nothing to you! Well, I keep my promises: I brought my dogs with me!"

"You!!" Iris nearly stumbled in her haste to step back, separating herself from him and the dogs. "Why are you here?"

"I am here to remind you we have not forgotten you or what you did."

"Who is we?" She was defiant, she had recovered her courage.

The women burst through the gate and lined up behind him. "This is his wife-to-be Helena Berkeley and his closest friends. Meet his real mistresses." Cathy announced as they opened their coats to dramatic effect.

Rob immediately saw the ladies' error. Quickly he took charge, herding them back to their cars. As they were seating themselves, he had a few angry words. "Thanks very much! You've shown her I can't face her without a flock of hens to support me!"

As he put the dogs back in the back seat he told Helena, "I have some thinking to do, I need to walk. We came past a rail station as we were arriving, not a mile away. You drive back, I'll catch a train and find my way back to Winslow."

Rob set off walking in the opposite direction from the cars. "I hope he knows where he's going." Helena was speaking to the dogs, the only other occupants of the car. Reluctantly she began driving.

The ladies drove back to Cathy's house, changed into regular clothing and gathered to talk about the afternoon's excursion. It had certainly not turned out as they had planned. Kim and Marion couldn't understand what Rob was unhappy about.

Cathy understood. "I should have anticipated how it would play out and advised against making this visit as we did. Listen: we did make Rob look weak in Iris' eyes. Don't worry, he has never come back from one of these long walks empty-handed. By the time he gets here he will have what he wants to do figured out. He'll be in better spirits, too."

Chapter 33

Rob was not back for dinner. Late in the evening, as the ladies were wondering about going to bed or staying up to wait, the back door opened and Rob came in. The ladies flooded into the kitchen to greet him.

Cathy was the first to greet him, she'd decided to jump straight to the point. "It went pretty well, Rob. You kept your wits about you. I think Helena is angrier with her now."

"I sure was and still am! What an awfully unsympathetic woman! But, Rob, where have you been?"

"I walked a bit and did some thinking, I took a train into the city, I changed stations, I had a bite to eat, I took a train to Aylsbury. I found the motor coach running through Winslow. I walked a short distance to get here."

Helena was stern with him. "That was so unsafe! I can't believe you did such a thing! I should take you over my knee right now for the thrashing you deserve!"

Rob smiled. "I'd fetch your hairbrush for you, but you sound just like your governess must have, it spoils the effect." Everyone, Helena included, began to laugh. Rob put his arms around Helena, saying, "My dear, you've been protected for so long, perhaps your entire life, from learning about such things as trains and buses. It was perfectly safe, it was just slower than I expected. Good long time for thinking, though."

He looked around the room. "I imagine you've figured out what we did this afternoon?"

Cathy responded quickly. "Yes, I understood by the time we were back to the cars."

"Look, it's okay. Had you included me in the planning I expect we'd have still done just what we did today and I'd have not realized until when I did today. No harm done to anyone I care about." He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, one day I'll address Iris again."

Rob got a sly grin in his face. "Now, Helena, in another week I'll be quite eager for your spanking."

His words lightened the atmosphere, they all went to the living room for a drink. The talk soon returned to the idea of all of them living together in Helena's house. Helena described in more detail what she had in mind for the suites. She asked Rob to describe his ideas for the playroom. The ladies were in fine spirits, his descriptions of what would be in the playroom were interrupted by comments of how he'll look in bondage there or bent over that. Somehow Cathy and Marion got into a discussion of who would be the first to spank Rob after he was fully recovered.

Rob interrupted the conversation. He and Helena had to complete a serious discussion before anything further would happen. "Now, ladies, you can quarrel about it all you want, Helena should be the first. Although I must admit I'm feeling quite timid about being the subject when she's still in training."

Cathy and Marion looked at each other and burst into laughter. "No, we won't quarrel, but I suppose we were both thinking the same thing, poor Rob, he's to live with two mistresses and his wife training to be the third."

Kim added, "I'll join in Rob, I'm submissive also."

Helena then said, "To be honest, In real life I'm dominant enough, a change might do me good. I want to try out what it's like to receive as well, I might even like it more than being a mistress."

"So you're a switch." Cathy gave her a smile.

"A switch?"

"Someone who can be either submissive or dominant, depending on their mood at a given time."

Rob saw a predatory look cross Marion's face. "Mmm, I'd love to spank you Helena, color that white bum of yours a lovely, deep red." Marion's smile changed to friendly, Helena was suddenly shy.

They all looked at each other, as if they now saw for the first time how really close they had become. At home was one thing, but out in the open quite another. They realized it felt good.

They realized just how late the hour was and Rob was the first to suggest the following night, Friday.

Helena wanted to keep them together. "Cathy, would it be an imposition if we all stay through to Saturday Morning with you?"

"I have one appointment, in the morning, I imagine you can keep quiet for an hour in the mid-morning. I was hoping we might spend some more time together," Cathy answered.

"Kim, can you stay for the night, then into the weekend or do your patients require your time?"

"I can stay. I was on call last weekend, I have this weekend free."

Helena spread her arms. "It's settled. You were all so eager to give me a red bottom, I want to try it tomorrow evening. Kim, you shall have one too!"

"I don't mind at all, the sooner the better."

Cathy helped everyone find sleeping arrangements in her three bedrooms. Fortunately, nearly everyone was happy to sleep with any of the others. Rob and Helena slept together, Kim offered to sleep with Cathy, who demurred, so Kim slept with Marion.

In the morning, Marion went with Rob to walk the dogs in the park. Rob let them loose, the dogs ran around wildly. They seemed carefree and oblivious, but Rob noticed how they never let him out of their sight, sometimes stopping to take a good look at him.

"Rob I must ask you a question."

"Okay, go ahead."

"You made it quite clear you would tell me when I could apologize. But you haven't and you seem to be keeping me at arms length and, Rob, I... " She took the two steps required to close the distance between them and threw her arms around him, sobbing. "Rob, I can't, I simply can't watch you leaving me. If you are through with me, tell me and I'll be through with the circle."

Rob's arms had come up automatically to hold Marion in response. He was at a loss for what to say and decided simply telling her so was better than silence. "Marion, I'm not sure what to say. I am keeping you at arms length, it's true."

He eased out of her arms and took a step back, hands on her elbows. He felt it was important to make eye contact as he spoke with her. "Marion, you frighten me. No, it's not your forbidding mistress demeanor, quite the contrary, it's your inexplicable passion for me. I've done nothing to encourage you except agree to try a game in your house, at a time you knew my wife quite well. I just don't understand what makes you say something like I'm leaving you. I can't leave you, I've never been yours."

Marion burst into tears. He saw his usual direct manner had upset her. She stepped toward him, fists pounding on his chest, the first time, perhaps, she ever hit him with no skill. He put his arms around her again, pulled her close, trapping her arms so she would stop. They stood there for some minutes, Marion crying inconsolably, Rob giving her some comfort and waiting for the tears to pass.

Finally, she pushed him to relax his arms around her, she stepped back. "Is this goodbye, then?"

"Marion, it needn't be goodbye. You simply must be more realistic about this. If there were no circle of friends, just you and I, at this point I would still be keeping you arms length. If there were no circle, I suppose, nothing would have kept us in contact. But there is a circle and they are your good friends. I see no reason to make you leave your circle. I daresay they're more important to you than they are to me."

He frowned. "Now I sound like I'll leave Helena so you don't have to."

"Don't do that, Rob, you don't understand what you mean to her. We both learned a harsh lesson after our foolish prank with the pipe. Frankly, looking back, you were gentler with us than we deserved. When we came back from holiday, having chuffed ourselves up into still more haughty thoughts, you gave us another harsh lesson, but, oh, dear Rob, once again you were gentler than we deserved.

"I listened with disdain to your apology, Rob, that first evening we invaded you in Oxford. A day later, after I'd returned home disappointed you once again had failed to obey our wishes, I thought back over what you said. I realized only then how much you had said. You framed it as an apology for your behavior, but you were really giving us a list of how many opportunities to do the right thing we missed completely. When I finally paid attention to what you'd said, I was shocked at how foolish, how selfish we'd been. It was inexcusable for us to leave you all night, further compounded by not checking your condition in the morning."

Rob took her in his arms again. "I have a feeling I just heard the apology you prepared. And, my dear, I find I was ready to hear it."

"Rob, I can live without you, but there will be a hole in me, part of my heart leaves when you leave."

"Then let's not part. But, Marion, my contract with Helena won't be enough, you and I must write out an agreement of our own."

"Why wouldn't your contract with Helena suffice? I'll abide by it."

"Marion, dear, despite my affection for you, you still scare me. My agreement with you has to address topics I don't feel I need to cover with Helena. Look, it's this: you must restrain yourself."

Marion just looked confused.

"Marion, how much am I like John?"

"Oh, you remind me of John very much."

"That isn't what I asked. How am I like he was, how am I unlike him? You don't need to answer now, but think on it. I'll require an answer to this question later. Okay?"

Marion nodded.

He looked for the dogs and saw they were sitting beside them, waiting. He clipped leashes to the dog's collars then looked to her again. "Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm teary but this conversation has been good for me. I invited you, well, I dared you to push me out, instead you pulled me back in." More tears welled in her eyes. "Such a strong thing for you to do, Rob, such nice thing to do for me. I think our relationship has changed, now you're the strong one and I the weak."

She looked at him for a moment. "Rob, please, make love to me tonight, after the session."

Rob smiled gently. "I'd be happy to, dear."

By the time they were back at Cathy's house, Marion had recovered. They all walked down to the local pub for lunch, each having a glass of beer with their meal.

As they walked into the house Helena announced she and Kim had gone out for more groceries and they had a fancy dinner planned, five courses and three wines. Everyone pitched in in the preparation.

As the dinner hour approached, Helena announced, "Ladies, tonight is a special night, I expect you all to dress up a bit. Rob, it's ladies only tonight, I'm sure you know how to respond."

Twenty minutes later, all five in nice dresses, they were gathering in the living room, Kim serving up glasses of whiskey. Rob declined, he wanted to stay fully in charge of himself with the activities which surely would follow dinner. Cathy's larger dining table in the corner of the living room had been pulled out, chairs set around it and the table set. Somewhere along the way some flowers in a crystal vase had found their way to the table's center.

Helena caught Rob and whispered to him. "I don't know what you and Marion talked about this morning, Rob, but she is happier than she's been in weeks right now. You've been quite chilly to her since we came back from New York. Thank you for talking with her."

Marion seemed in her own world, she smiled at Helena, then Rob, as Rob held her chair to seat her. They each had two empty glasses and Rob opened three bottles of wine, red and rose, asking who wanted what.

It was no simple meal, the five courses were each served. Two starters were passed around the table on platters. Kim had made the entree, she and Cathy brought out those plates. Marion helped Helena bring out the main course.

When they finished their meal, they shifted to the couch and chairs in the living room, just beside the table. They relaxed and chatted for an hour, then Cathy served dessert. Dessert was savored slowly. Helen gave Rob a nod, he nodded in agreement, then he asked for everyone's attention.

"First, I want everybody to drink another cup of coffee. A glass of wine is usually pretty harmless but I want clear heads tonight." Rob filled everyone's cup as he continued. "Before we start, we must set the rules. We've had miscommunication in the recent past, I'd like us all better at speaking up. I'd like us all better at hearing people when they speak up. We don't have familiar safe-words, but say how you feel, end of game or, even better, to just say it's not good or I like it. We're very close to each other, there is no reason to be silent and there is no reason to decide to take something when it's really bad. This is Cathy's funhouse, we follow her rules. We must play according to the cardinal rule: safe, sane and consensual. I may sound a little dramatic, I can say from experience it is necessary."

Cathy took charge. "Rob, what you're saying makes sense. Kim and Helena hardly have any experience as a sub. As Rob said, be careful what you ask for. Maybe I'll switch like Helena, fill in where needed myself."

"And so do I" Marion said, "I want to be Rob's sub for a turn."

"What?" Rob laughed. "This is the world turned upside down, all our mistresses want to taste being a sub. Maybe one day I can be a dom, but not tonight. I don't know if I ever will. For now Kim and Helena are the first volunteers to be subs." Rob smiled at Marion. "When Kim and Helena are done, Marion and I will do a session."

Cathy looked at him carefully. She hadn't expected him to do a session at all.

Chapter 34

As they walked down the path to the funhouse in Cathy's back garden, Kim came close to Rob. "I want you to be with me Rob, supporting me." She gave him a shy smile. "I don't know if I'll like it, if you're beside me it will give me more strength."

"I'll be there, darling, but you don't have to do this. You want to try, I understand, but if you don't want to, it's your decision."

"No Rob, I want to try, but please, be there," Kim looked at Rob with eyes filled with emotion and Rob knew Kim, Helena, Marion and Cathy all were longing for him. It gave him a very warm feeling, but also an urge to run away. How on earth he could he keep all these women satisfied? Four loved him, only one could marry him. There were deep emotions in play; without rules and commitments people would be hurt.

Kim spoke up as soon as they were all inside. "Playtime?"

This amused Marion. "You're first, then, if you dare. Undress yourself and prepare to submit. Rob uses the words black and red as safe-word; red is a pause until the sub feels he or she can go on; black is total stop."

Suddenly reluctant, Kim started to undress herself. She shivered, she wasn't so sure anymore. Fantasizing about it was one thing, but the reality is sometimes very different. She looked at Rob. He winked and gave her an encouraging smile. She felt better knowing Rob would take care of her.

"Hurry along, I haven't got the whole evening!" Marion snarled at her. She seemed to be another person now.

Kim's fear made her react. "Don't push me!"

"You address your words to Mistress Marion." Marion wanted to make Kim feel like a real sub should feel in the presence of a Mistress.

Kim laid her clothes on a chair nearby. She only wore her stockings and her panties.

"Pants as well." Marion's voice implied Kim should know this. Kim didn't understand being fully exposed, feeling much more vulnerable, was part of the experience.

Marion brusquely order Kim to stand at the cross. She raised Kim's arms above her head and cuffed them the cross, then her feet. She pulled the rope attached to the cuffs on Kim's wrists, raising Kim's arms higher. Now Kim was stretched out at maximum. A belt around her waist completed the bondage.

Marion stroked her finger across Kim's naked butt. Her finger followed the cleft down to between her legs. With her middle finger she traced forward along Kim's lips, stopping for just an instant to tease the clitoris, then reversing direction she traced the lips again. He finger paused to dwell at her arse's entrance, applying just enough pressure to demonstrate no spot was out of bounds, then up over her spine.

She grabbed Kim's butt, one cheek in each hand, squeezing them forcefully.

With her flat hand she gave Kim the first hit. Kim shrieked, not from pain but from the surprise. Marion went on with warming Kim's bottom, sometimes stopping to caress or to squeeze. Slap after slap landed on Kim, giving her a nice pink color. Kim wriggled her hips, but there was no escape from Marion's slaps.

Finally Marion stopped and asked Kim how she felt.

"I'm okay." She was willing to go on.

Marion fetched a very soft flogger and started by simply brushing it over her butt. She hit her gently, than harder. She kept increasing the force until finally Kim moaned. Marion gave her a few more at the same intensity, then stopped.

Marion picked up a hairbrush, walked see Kim's face. "Kiss it." Kim complied.

"Are you up to the next stage Kim? I will give you a stroke of this, you say yes or no. Each time, yes to continue, no to stop. Clear?"

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes, Mistress Marion."

"Don't you forget it again. I'll give you the first stroke of this as punishment for forgetting, then after the second you decide if you want to go on."

Marion hit her with the hairbrush on one side of her behind, then other side quickly after. They all heard Kim give a long moan. Rob stepped to look at Kim's face. She had tears in her eyes, yet she gave him a brave smile. He looked to Marion, she gave him a slow nod. Rob wet his finger and touched Kim's clit, he dipped into her, finding her very wet. Softly he stroked along her lips, his finger penetrating just slightly. Her moan this time was not from pain.

"Ready Kim?" Marion asked.

"Yes."

Marion gave one more hit with the brush. It must have stung, because Kim said "Ah!"And sighed. Rob knelt and used his tongue to give her pleasure at the same time.

"Yes." Kim received another blow.

"Yes." Whack.

"Yes."

They continued until she had been given ten blows, five on each cheek. Marion paused.

Kim voice was barely whisper. "I want more."

Rob, still gently licking Kim's pussy, felt a finger give him a single, firm tap on the top of his head. Knowing it must be Marion, he didn't even glance up before moving out of her way. Marion pinched Kim's nipples, then attached weights to her rings. Kim's groan went a long time, it must really be hurting her by now.

When Rob stood, off to the side to give Marion full access, Kim's eyes weren't looking at anything in particular. She was in her own world now, her breathing irregular. She seemed to be hanging from her arms rather than standing on her own. Marion saw it as well and removed the clamps and weights. Marion stroked her hand on Kim's bottom and Rob gave her breasts a gentle massage. Soon Kim seemed to hold her weight with her legs again.

Kim, surprised, was suddenly more alert. "What a strange sensation. It hurt, it really hurt badly, but on the other hand I wanted more."

Marion gestured to Kim's ankles. Rob knelt to help release Kim, then helped Marion support Kim as they guided her on unsteady legs to the couch.

Marion looked her over. "Kim, how do you feel?"

"I feel good, a bit dizzy, I never knew it could be like this. I understand now, I believe. It's as though I've been running for two hours and now I'm back, tired but content."

Rob wrapped a blanket around Kim, who sighed and curled up into the fetal position.

"You still want to try it, Helena?" Cathy's voice was provocative. "You see what can happen."

Hesitantly, Helena removed all her leather gear, transforming from confident mistress to hesitant victim. Helena looked at Cathy, standing beside the cross in her red Mistress outfit and felt some fear. "You'll be gentle with me? I don't take pain well."

"Now you're fighting your own fears. I'll give you only what you can handle, I promise. Many people enjoy the fear as much as the pain. Dominants as well, some prefer to cause fear more than pain." With more cruelty in her voice, she added, "of course, some pain is necessary to experience the fear."

With Marion's help Helena was soon immobilized on the cross as Kim had been. Cathy spanked Helena with her hand to warm her up, starting with light and moving to progressively heavier slaps. Helena's bum displayed a deep red color. Knowing the more Helena's bottom was stimulated, the more she could take, Cathy had been more thorough than Marion with Kim.

Cathy stopped and asked Helena how she felt.

"I feel okay." Helena felt heat in her bum, but it wasn't unpleasant. She lifted the hairbrush, presenting it for Helena to kiss. "Like Kim, say yes to continue, each stroke."

"Yes, Mistress Cathy."

Then Cathy gave Helena the first stroke. Helena made no sound except, "yes. "After repeating six times, Cathy asked Helena again how she was feeling.

"Pretty good, Mistress," Helena said.

Cathy then changed the brush for a flogger. She didn't ask for a yes, she just gave Helena two blows. Each time Helena moaned. This had more effect on Helena, Cathy could see. "Are you good?"

"Perfect, Mistress."

Rob stroked her cunt and found her dripping wet, very much aroused. As he had for Kim, he licked her clit as Cathy hit her with the flogger a few more times. When Cathy paused, Rob did as well.

Helena moaned. "Go on, please, both of you."

Cathy hit her a few more times while Rob kept up his licking. "Oh god, ohhhh, I'm coming." Rob continued licking until she protested. "Enough."

Cathy and Rob released her. Helena, like Kim, got a blanket wrapped round her to help keep her warm. They all went back up the garden path into Cathy's house. Rob stirred up the fire in the living room, getting everyone more comfortable.

Cathy wanted to engage the victims. "Helena, would you do this again?"

"Oh yes, definitely. I really enjoyed it, it was relaxing. I have the notion I might take a bit more."

"I'm sure you can take more, my dear, but we must work up to it slowly. If you jump in too quickly, you can end up hating it instead. With all you have planned, all you will invest, we should play cautiously at first. You should never get even the slightest impression it isn't fun. Not always pleasant, but always fun even so." Cathy paused, looking into the fire for a moment. "Like you, I'll try to sub. I have a little experience with it, but among my dearest friends I really would like to try more."

Rob looked to Marion. "We still have a game to play."

"Yes, I'm longing for it."

Cathy just nodded to Marion and Rob, to make clear she would stay with Helena and Kim, to keep an eye on them.

Rob and Marion went back out to Cathy's funhouse. Alone, Rob was much more nervous. "Will you behave yourself, Marion? We're alone here, I have no choice but to trust you. I don't want to disappoint you by backing away, but you must appreciate why I'm feeling the fear Cathy spoke of."

"Mistress Marion will do what is good for you. Have you considered I want you to experience this fear?" She pinched his bum.

"Ouch!" He gave her a stern look. "Behave yourself, Mistress Marion."

Marion looked up at him and suddenly she stopped him and then gave Rob a long deep kiss. "I feel in love again, like when I first had you in my house." Her hand ran over the front of his skirt.

"Tonight, dear Mistress Marion, you are expressing so much love I do feel safe."

Her voice became more wicked. "Let's see if you still love me after our session."

Marion sat on the bench. "Over my lap." Marion lifted the back of his dress, pulled his panties down to his knees. His injuries from his beating by Iris were still visible, but he gave no sign he felt pain when she touched them. "Tell me, please, if your old wounds begin to hurt. I'll move on to something else. I want to make your bottom red, but it can hurt." Then she started to slap his behind, softly and then a bit more severely. His bum soon colored. "No pain from old wounds?"

"No, Mistress Marion."

Marion noticed he was hard. "Oh, you like this, I feel something against my leg." She made him stand, hands holding up his skirt. She squeezed his hard dick, making him moan. "You shall wait for relief." Retrieving one of Cathy's cold compresses, she soon had him back down to normal size, then back over his lap for more.

When she felt she had given him enough blows to warm him up, she had him up again. "Undress, then it's the cross for you." She licked her lips in anticipation.

He undressed until he just wore his stockings. Soon he was fastened to the cross, unable to move.

Marion hit him a few times, now using a flogger, then asked how he felt.

"I'm good, Mistress."

Marion carried on at a slow pace. The flogger was a medium one, not for beginners, but certainly not severe. She chose it because she wanted to give him more of a sensuous beating than just a painful one, she also didn't swing it as hard as she might. She'd learned she couldn't just pull him into the deep end from the start. She expected plenty of time in the future to take him further. It pleased her to see his dick quickly became erect as she flogged his bum.

After about twenty strokes with the flogger, she stopped and released him. "Use a blanket dear, don't catch cold."

Rob felt dizzy as the others had. Although his erection had faded as the flogging proceeded, he still felt very aroused.

As they entered the living room, everyone looked at them expectantly. Rob smiled and gave Marion a kiss. "She did a wonderful job. It wasn't so bad and now she's got me quite randy."

Cathy approved. "That's the trick, a bit of pain then a lot of pleasure."

Marion pointed Rob to the couch and sat beside him, her arm around him. Helena joined them, Rob sandwiched between the two ladies.

"I want to have a long hot shower and then a fuck or is it the other way, first a fuck and then a hot shower, whatever." Rob followed his announcement by settling back on the couch and closing his eyes. Helena leaned against him.

Quiet talk among his friends, the warmth of the room, the dim lighting helped Rob relax. He dozed off and on, out of touch with anything else in the room. Helena, still naked, left the room; Cathy soon followed her. Kim was feeling her usual self again and took Helena's place, pushing her body against Rob. Slipping her hand between Rob's legs, she gently ran her fingers over his balls. Very quickly Rob felt alert again.

He heard Marion speak to him quietly. "You promised me something, Rob."

Kim had moved to stroking his hardening member. "What did you promise to Marion?"

"Marion and I are going to make love."

"May I join in?"

Marion, had been planning on having Rob to herself. She had the impulse it might be more fun to be generous. "Of course, but I'll use his dick first, you can have round two." She leaned across Rob, drew Kim's face to her, giving Rob a close-up view of the two women kissing.

"Come Rob, let's go upstairs."

Chapter 35

Rob parked his car at the usual place at the wood just outside Oxford. It was rare for other cars at this isolated location; today there was a car, a nice Citroen. The back seat was covered by a blanket, obviously a dog owner like himself.

Rob wasn't in a good mood. Just a few weeks before, at Cathy's, Marion briefly showed she understand him but she'd soon returned to her bad habits. The previous night Helena and Marion had invited him with, "come to bed with us." But they tied him to his bed again, this time pulling his feet high in the air just as they had before, his arse exposed at the end of the bed. Both had buggered him while the other demanded satisfaction kneeling in the queen position over his mouth. Although he'd gotten hard for them, they'd taken little interest. Each was insistent on using the dildo to bugger him until they had an orgasm. They'd had two orgasms each, one from the dildo and one from his mouth, then decided it was time for bed. Rob had to take the cuffs off for himself, the two women were already cuddling and kissing. went to sleep in his guest room rather than join them.

In the morning they woke him, demanding to be fucked. They actually claimed he'd held back from them in the evening. As though he could decide what he did, or they did, while in bondage.

Rob had developed the habit of taking a long walk out of doors on times like these.

He let Nicky and Inca run free. They knew this wood well, he brought them nearly weekly. They ran to the creek, their routine seemed to always start with a drink. They ran on, he immediately heard them barking and wondered why they would make such a noise. Pushing along the faint path he reached the embankment. He saw Nicky and Inca playing with another dog, another Doberman. He walked towards them and saw a woman sitting on a fallen tree, bundled up against the chill just as he was. She smiled at him. "Always nice to see the breed recognizes their own sort. When Boris meets other Dobermans he plays, with any other breeds he sits and watches."

Rob saw the dogs were having a great time. They ran through the water, jumped on one another and were rolling on the muddy shore. He knew it upset Helena when he brought the dogs into the house dirty. This time, however, it shouldn't matter. If the dogs made things dirty in to his old home in Oxford, it was his flat, the place where he really felt at home, no matter how many luxuries Helena's estate offered. At Helena's house, he had an arrangement to clean the dogs in the gardener's workshop before entering the fine house.

"Hi, I'm Rob, I don't think we've met before." He held out his hand.

She smiled. "How formal. Normally I just say hello to somebody else with a dog. My name is Michelle."

"Pleased to meet you." He didn't take a long look at her, but at his first glance she looked about his age, perhaps a bit older. She had long, dark brown hair, she wore glasses. She was dressed in an old long coat, jeans and Wellington boots.

He rubbed his hands together. "It's a bit cold to just sit here, I'm going to walk. Shall we walk together and lets the dogs stay together?"

"Fine with me. I expect the dogs will keep us in sight." She looked to him for confirmation, he nodded to confirm. When she stood Rob saw she was nearly his height. The dogs didn't need to be called, their instinct was to work in a circle around their master.

Finally, a normal woman, he thought, then he frowned, thinking of the contrast to the women in his life.

"Are you okay?" Her words interrupted his thoughts. "Your look went dark suddenly. If you're a murderer, you must warn me."

"Sorry." He gave her a tight smile. "The last, well, few weeks have been going badly. I was thinking some things over. I came here for a long walk to clear my head."

"Maybe you can tell me, talking about things can help you get past them." She gave him an inviting smile.

"I don't expect you want to hear what's troubling me."

"Try me." He tone was part willingness, part dare.

"You asked for it." Rob was feeling some anger again, it was evident in his voice.

She held up her hand. "Hey! Don't be mad at me. Just talk, I'm a good listener."

Rob told the story of his evening. He spoke of the morning, his confusion and anger. It took him several minutes as they walked through the wood.

When he finished his tale, Michelle looked at him in disbelief. "So you fucked two women at once and now you're unhappy about it?"

"If two men tied you up and took you, because they knew you and assumed it would be okay, how would you you take it? Look, it isn't the fucking, in this case it's the game they played, for some reason they like to surprise me. I don't like to discover I'm in a scene with no idea what's planned."

"'In this case.' So it's happened before? And you are living with a Mistress, a domina?"

"Three," Rob said, "three Mistresses. Helena, my fiancée, then there is Marion, very much in love with me, a widow. There is Cathy, a psychiatrist, a bit lonely. Helena only just asked her to join us."

"Not possible!" Michelle looked at him strangely. "You are joking, aren't you? Three mistresses?"

"There is even a fourth woman, Kim, a normal family doctor, well, not really normal." Rob sighed.

Michelle started to laugh. "No, you're trying to make a fool of me. I almost believed you, but when you added the fourth woman, I call bollocks."

Rob didn't smile, he just kept looking Michelle in the eye. The laugh on her face quickly faded. "You mean it, don't you?" She whispered it softly, in shock.

"I told you the truth. You know what the worst part is? Helena is a beginning S&M Mistress, we plan to marry. Marion has experience, Cathy is a professional with paying clients. They all want to build a new playroom and guess who's to be their primary victim?

"Marion seems to be taking the lead with starting scenes. I trust her the least because she can easily go too far. Cathy is experienced, but so far she has spent her sessions with me trying my patience and testing my limits -- teaching me how to stay away from anger. I appreciate her working so hard for me, but my experience with her has been upsetting, by her intent. I know what she's doing, I shouldn't judge her yet, but times with her have a particular tone.

"Helena says she wants to learn more about mistressing. Sometimes she seems quite the mistress already. Even in our normal lives: suddenly she gives a command and expects me to obey. I could easily drop all this submitting and just live with one woman. In fact, right now I could easily just live alone. "Another detail occurred to him. "When Marion is there for the game, Helena forgets who I am, gets carried away. I think Marion eggs her on, whispers in her ear."

They walked in silence for some minutes, each with their own thoughts.

"Rob, I don't see a problem with those Mistresses. You simply say one thing to them."

"And what is the one thing I shall say?"

"No."

Rob frowned. "I don't understand. You won't tell me what I'm to tell them?"

"The word you must say is 'NO.' No, you won't play along. If they can decide not to make love with you as some kind of punishment, then you can say no to them too, about having sex. You just sleep in the guestroom and to hell with them."

Rob was amazed with the simplicity of the solution. "You're right, I don't have to tolerate, making me mad. I just don't play along with their little games."

"Indeed, don't apologize, don't explain, just say no. It's the simplest solution. They can't expect you be there for them every day and whenever they want. You love them, you want to go along with them, I can see you want to. But only up to a certain point, you have limits and only you have reason to enforce them."

Rob thought about the three women. Marion was the only one in whose skill he had confidence, but she was also the one he trusted least. Cathy was clinical, so distant. Helena ran the gamut from naive to frighteningly convincing.

"You're not totally satisfied with my answer." Michelle was studying his face. "What else is bothering you?"

They had arrived at a bench on the far side of the wood. Instead of turning back as he usually would, he sat on the bench. "You have only heard a part of my history, do you have another ten minutes?"

"Sure." Michelle she sat on the bench with him.

Rob started from the beginning and told her everything: he and Jenny, his meeting with Marion, Helena's major role, Kim and Cathy and even Kate.

All this time Michelle looked at him, very much surprised with his story and making no comments. When Rob finished telling her about his adventures in BDSM, she wasn't shocked as he'd expected. "Rob, if you weren't telling this story with such sincerity, I'd call it unbelievable. I'm afraid I don't see how to help you with this one. You just make up your mind to make it work. You can impose limits. If they don't work, narrow the limits at their expense. If the burden gets too heavy to handle, I imagine you would leave."

"I have left them when it was a big thing, something both I and they regret. Their regret doesn't lead to lasting corrections. A day like today seems small, taken alone, but there is a troubling trend. Thank you for listening to me."

"Not a problem Rob, anytime. Shall we go back?"

They said goodbye at the parking lot. Rob thanked her for listening.

As Rob drove home to Oxford, he began to wonder how he could describe BDSM to a woman for half an hour and not have upset her.