The Velvet Room Pt. 05

The Velvet Room Pt. 05: The Rulebreaker

Ch 9.

The following Monday morning, Victoria waited for Elena in her office, with the blinds closed. Elena entered and shut the door, locking it behind her. Victoria dutifully began to unbutton her silk blouse and pull off her pants, taking off everything until she was stark naked. She folded everything neatly and placed it all on a pile on her desk.

Then she knelt at Elena's feet, looking down at her stockinged feet and heels, her hands palm up on her thighs.

"Inspection," said Elena firmly.

"Yes Mistress," replied Victoria, straightening to her feet and standing up.

She obediently placed her hands behind her head, thrust her chest out, and spread her legs. Her cheeks were pink and flushed. Even after her extremely public shaving in front of dozens of members last Friday, she was still unused to the sensation of being naked in front of the modestly dressed Elena. Being naked at work still left her with quite a tingle of excitement.

Elena slipped her hand down between Victoria's legs and felt the smoothness of Victoria's mons pubis. Victoria closed her eyes and her lips parted in lust but she kept silent, moistening her lips with her tongue as she awaited Elena's next command.

"Good. I see you've remembered to shave this weekend." Said Elena, looking directly into Victoria's eyes.

Victoria blushed deeper. "Yes Mistress."

"I'm glad my last session left a lasting impression on you. I hope you won't make that mistake again."

Victoria nodded fervently. Though she couldn't deny the excitement she had felt at being stripped bare in front of so many people, she had no desire to repeat such a process any time in the near future. "Yes Mistress, I won't repeat that mistake."

Elena smiled wickedly. "Did you enjoy the feel of your new pussy? So smooth? So tight?"

On the word tight. Victoria let out a gasp. Elena's finger had slipped inside of her.

"Did you play with yourself over the weekend? Pet." Asked Elena, her fingers sliding in and out Victoria's pussy, her juices now dripping down her thighs.

"Yes Mistress."

"And how did you play with yourself? Be honest. I will know if you're lying, and you will be punished if you are less than truthful."

Victoria felt her cheeks burning but she answered as truthfully as she could. "I edged myself against a pillow and- and"

"And?" pressed Elena, stepping closer until their faces were almost touching. Victoria felt herself backing up as Elena continued to approach. She felt her butt press against the edge of her desk and she sat on the edge, her legs apart. Elena continued to lean towards her, and Victoria had to catch use her arms to catch herself on the desk behind her.

"And I imagined you spanking me over a desk before taking me from behind with a strap-on," admitted Victoria, her cheeks a brilliant red now.

Elena grinned, but then she straightened up again. Her glasses had fogged up from the intensity of their breathing and she carefully took them off to wipe them with a Kleenex.

"Perhaps I will grant you that desire."

Victoria looked at her hopefully.

"But not now."

Victoria's face fell.

Elena wiped Victoria's juices off of her fingers with another Kleenex before cleaning Victoria's glistening pussy with it. Victoria was embarrassed to be cleaned so intimately yet also aroused.

Elena tossed the tissue into the wastepaper basket. "You may get dressed."

"Yes Mistress." Victoria quickly began to dress herself.

"You've received a call from Kate Winslow," continued Elena, as Victoria pulled on her pants.

Victoria looked up, surprised. "Kate?" Kate was the friend who had first suggested that she visit the Velvet Room. She had been meaning to reach out to her to thank her but it had slipped her mind. She wondered if Elena knew this small bit of information. Probably. After all she had to have been recommended by someone, and there probably weren't that many highly connected Velvet Room members that knew Victoria so personally.

Elena paused to look at Victoria.

"Mistress," said Victoria quickly.

"Yes. She wants to meet for lunch at The Garden," said Elena. "I told her you would be free at 12."

Victoria nodded. "That works, Mistress."

Ch. 10

Victoria strode through the gold paneled doors at the upscale fine dining establishment of The Garden. The hostess led her to a corner table where Kate Winslow was seated. She was wearing an elegant dark blue lace dress and looking as pristine as ever. The hostess smiled and left.

"Victoria darling, so good of you to come." Kate got up and she kissed Victoria on both cheeks. The two of them sat at the table.

Victoria placed her purse on the seat next to her. "I've been meaning to call you but I've just been so busy with work. We have our Victoria line lingerie set to debut this week and we're opening two new locations internationally."

The two of them had met during their undergraduate years at the Parsons School of Design where they had both majored in fashion. Both of them sharp as a whip and driven, determined to each make their own mark in the fashion world. Brought together by their shared passion for design and high couture as well as their exceptional talents, they became fast friends. After graduation however, their paths had diverged. Victoria pursued her MBA and eventually became the founder of the rising lingerie powerhouse Luxe Noir, while Kate became the editor in chief of the renowned Women's Fashion magazine Rogue.

Kate waved her off. "Don't worry about it." She leaned in, her eyes glinting with curiosity. A waitress came by to place two menus in front of them along with a couple of waters, before leaving. "So, did you ever check out the card I gave you?"

Victoria nodded. "Why didn't you tell me Mistress Lenore was Elena?" she asked with just a tinge of annoyance.

Kate leaned back in her chair and laughed softly. "Would you have gone if I had told you?"

Victoria thought for a moment, before nodding. "Fair point."

Kate grinned. "So, how was it?"

Victoria smiled demurely, blushing slightly as she looked down at her hands. "It was amazing. Thank you so much for introducing me to that world. I haven't felt this relaxed since our college days."

"So how was Elena?" asked Kate, "Was she everything you ever dreamed of?"

Victoria blushed again. "Elena's been amazing."

"She's very talented," Kate agreed, nodding. She picked up her menu and opened it, studying the options. "When I first joined the Velvet Room three years ago, she was just a young trainee Dom. Now she's among the most respected. Did she pawn you off to Mistress Rhea yet?"

Victoria's eyes widened. "Is that what she always does? I thought it was because..." She trailed off, thinking back.

"You thought she was punishing you for something?" Kate continued to browse the menu, looking amused. "No. Mistress Lenore is very picky about who she chooses as her submissive. I've heard, in all the years she's been there, she's only taken on two or three subs, and only one at a time. Nowadays, she just pawns them off after a session, to other Doms, after getting them hooked. It's quite a pity." She put down her menu and looked at Victoria with mild interest. "So who's your Dom now? Mistress Rhea, the ice bitch?"

Victoria shook her head. "Elena's still my Dom, though I did have to do a few days of training with Mistress Rhea."

Kate stared at her in surprise. "You mean you had another session with her? With Mistress Lenore?"

Victoria nodded. "Is that unusual?"

A shadow passed across Kate's face and she pursed her lips. "Hmm, well that's nice." She said, though she didn't seem pleased.

Feeling the tension, Victoria changed the subject. "So, who's your Dom these days?" She asked lightly, taking a sip of water.

Kate paused as the waitress came back to take their order- picking up their menus and leaving.

"Master Kevin." Said Kate simply.

"Master Kevin?" repeated Victoria. The name sounded so common compared to the other names she had heard. Atraxes. Rhea. Lenore.

Her confusion must've shown on her face. "Younger Doms use their real names until they've earned a given name." Said Kate shortly, her eyes flashing in annoyance. "It's all politics. He's very gifted. Just because he doesn't suck up to the higher-ups, they haven't promoted his rank."

Victoria nodded quickly. "That's good that he's gifted. You sound very lucky to have him." She said placatingly.

Kate nodded proudly, "Kevin uses some unorthodox methods and he's very creative. That's why people are afraid of him."

Victoria nodded.

Victoria's acquiescence however, seemed to only make Kate more defensive. She gave Victoria a condescending smile. "Kevin likes his submissives with a bit of backbone. Some fire. I think I was a bit too much for Elena to handle." She smiled at Victoria, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "I can see why she picked you though. You've always had that obedient streak and she picked up on that. An obedient little pet." Her tone dripped with disdain on the last word.

Victoria flushed. "I don't think-"

Kate's eyes lit up as if a thought had just occurred to her and Victoria looked at her. She seemed to be doing some mental math. Then she grinned. "Wait, don't tell me. Last Friday, that masked girl getting shaved in the Circle..."

Victoria's face paled and she averted her gaze. "That- that was someone else." She said quickly. Too quickly.

Kate let out a mocking laugh. "That was you. I knew there was something familiar about that blonde hair. God you looked so adorable up there. I bet you loved it didn't you. I bet you begged her to shave you."

Victoria's cheeks burned and she shook her head. "No, I-"

Kate continued maliciously. "I bet she made you beg. I bet you squealed with pleasure during your first session."

"That's not-" Victoria looked around nervously at the other diners making sure they hadn't heard. "I didn't." She protested in a hushed whisper, though the blush forming on her cheeks stated otherwise.

Kate paused as if another thought had just occurred to her. Her eyes filled with a dark mirth. "Ohhhh. I bet that's why she picked you. She probably just wanted to humiliate you because you're her boss. Probably needed to vent some of that frustration."

Victoria stood up. "I think I've lost my appetite." She said angrily, hot tears forming in her eyes. "I came here because I wanted to thank you for introducing me to the Velvet Room, but I see now you just wanted to humiliate me. Goodbye." She grabbed her purse.

"Go. Run back to Mommy." Said Kate grinning widely.

Victoria turned and quickly left the restaurant. Kate leaned back, but her smile had disappeared, replaced with a guilty expression.

Ch. 11

Victoria hurried towards her office, not meeting Elena's gaze as she passed her. She closed the door to her office and sat at her desk, tears of anger and humiliation welling in her eyes. How could she have been so stupid? Of course that was why Elena had picked her. She probably got a huge kick out of dominating her boss and venting her frustration. Probably even joked about it with the other Doms of the Velvet Room.

She slapped her forehead. How could she have let her shave her, in front of dozens of people too? Victoria just wanted the floor to swallow her up. How could she have been so gullible?

There was a knock on her door. Elena entered the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.

Victoria looked up sharply. "Not now, Elena."

Elena looked impassively at her. Then she said softly, dangerously. "Mistress Lenore."

Victoria glared at her, but Elena stared unflinchingly back.

Finally Victoria sighed, "Mistress Lenore," she said reluctantly.

"Kneel." Elena pointed at the ground by her feet.

Victoria hesitated, wanting to disobey, but slowly she got up, walked over to Elena, and knelt in the submission position at Elena's feet. I guess I really am a pushover. She thought bitterly to herself.

Elena tilted Victoria's face to look up at her. "Tell me what she said."

Victoria chewed her lip, looking back at Elena defiantly. "She said you only picked me because I was obedient and a natural submissive. That you just wanted to humiliate your boss and vent your frustration. That's why, isn't it?" She said bitterly.

Elena studied her thoughtfully. The silence stretched on. Finally she spoke.

"Is that how you feel? You think I picked you simply because you were obedient?"

Victoria bit her lip. She looked down. Then nodded.

"Look at me," said Elena gently.

Victoria looked up at her.

"Do you think it would be hard for me to find an obedient girl? That you are the only submissive who craves being dominated?"

Victoria considered her words, then she shook her head. "But she said you just wanted to humiliate me because... because I was your boss, Mistress."

Elena chuckled. "As satisfying a fantasy that would be, that is not the reason I chose you." She caressed Victoria's face. "I only have as much power as you choose to give me Victoria. However, you could choose at any moment to terminate me. My whole career is in your hands, Victoria. Do you really think I would abuse your trust, with that knowledge?"

Victoria sat back on her heels. She had not considered that.

"The reason I chose you was because I saw potential in you. I find you intriguing, Victoria. I picked you because you are strong, powerful, not because you are weak. You're smart and ambitious. You thrived in a field dominated by men and built your own company from the ground up. Any woman can be taught obedience. I chose you because you are special."

Victoria felt relief flooding through her at Elena's words.

Elena's voice became stern. "However, your earlier tone and your disrespect just now is in dire need of correction. Pull down your trousers and bend over the desk."

Victoria got to her feet and pulled her trousers down. Then she obediently bent over the desk.

Smack.

"Now, tell me everything Kate said to you during lunch today."

"Yes, Mistress."

Ch. 12

Later that day, Mistress Lenore led Victoria down the hallways of the Velvet Room- Victoria clad in a robe and a mask as usual. Victoria hurried along behind her.

"Where are we going, Mistress?"

"You'll see, pet," said Mistress Lenore, not breaking stride.

They arrived at a new room, similar to the one that Victoria usually used to wait for her Mistress though smaller and less luxurious. Mistress Lenore pushed open the door and they entered. The room was completely dark. Mistress Lenore flicked a switch and the room brightened to reveal a woman kneeling in the middle of the room, a hood over her head. She was completely naked.

Victoria looked at Mistress Lenore and back to the hooded woman, wondering what her Mistress had in store for her. Mistress Lenore crossed the room and, grabbing the hood, she yanked it off to reveal Kate wearing a ball gag in her mouth. Her eyes widened when she realized who was standing before her. She looked from Elena to Victoria, eyes darting back and forth. She turned pale, the blood draining from her face. She tried to speak, but the gag muffled her voice and only drool came out.

"Ah, Kate. So good to see you again," said Mistress Lenore, squatting down so they were eye level. "Victoria's told me that you had some exciting insights about the Velvet Room and of my training methods. Perhaps you'd like to share them with me?"

Kate looked at Victoria pleadingly. Victoria fidgeted nervously, unsure of what to do. While Kate's words had hurt her earlier that day, she was still her friend and she didn't want to see her hurt. On the other hand, there was something extremely satisfying about seeing the woman who had mocked her, naked and humiliated before her.

"Don't look at her," commanded Mistress Lenore of Kate. Pressing the riding crop against Kate's chin, she guided her to face her once more. "She can't help you."

She loosened the gag and popped the ball out of Kate's mouth. "Speak. Tell me what you told her."

As soon as the gag was out of her mouth, Kate regained some of her usual confidence. She glared defiantly at Mistress Lenore. "Where is Master Kevin? I demand to speak with him."

The riding crop swished through the air to land on Kate's thigh with a snap. Kate let out a cry and looked at Mistress Lenore, instantly cowed.

"You are in no position to make demands," said Mistress Lenore coldly. "After I informed Kevin of your ill-advised abuse of my submissive, as well as your disrespect towards both Mistress Rhea and myself, he was more than happy to allow me to punish you myself."

Kate's eyes widened in disbelief and fear.

"I don't submit to this," she said finally.

Mistress Lenore nodded. "That is your right. But I must warn you. You've broken three sacred rules of the Velvet Room today. First, you humiliated and verbally abused a fellow sister of bondage. Second, you sowed discord between a Dominant and their submissive, and finally, you disrespected not one but two Dominants. If you do not submit yourself to punishment today, your membership to the Velvet Room will be revoked. You will never set foot within these hallowed walls again."

A flash of fear crossed Kate's face, but then she shook her head. "No, you don't have the power to do that. I've paid tens of thousands to be here. Only the Panel has the right to revoke my membership. You have no power in that decision."

"You are quite right, Kate. Your knowledge of the inner workings of the Velvet Room is quite impressive." Mistress Lenore smiled grimly. "While I may not have the right to revoke you myself, I do not doubt my ability to convince the panel once they've heard of your transgressions. However, if you still think I'm bluffing, then so be it."

She turned to leave. "Come along Victoria, it seems Kate intends to test my resolve." Victoria glanced nervously at Kate, then hurried to join her Mistress. They had just reached the door when Kate spoke up.

"Wait, I-I submit. Mistress Lenore." Her shoulders slumped.

Mistress Lenore dragged a chair into the center of the room and sat with her legs crossed.

"You used your tongue to dishonor a Dominant," she said, her voice calm but resonating with authority. "You mocked me, disrespected Mistress Rhea, and humiliated my submissive."

She leaned back slightly in her chair. "It's time you use that same tongue to show respect."

Kate's eyes widened. She looked from Mistress Lenore to Victoria, who stood uncertainly nearby. Her breath caught in her throat.

Mistress Lenore uncrossed her legs deliberately. "Crawl."

There was a long silence. Kate didn't move. She was breathing hard now, torn between her pride and her submission.

"If you hesitate again, this opportunity will be withdrawn," Mistress Lenore said flatly. "And your membership will be revoked by morning."

Kate bowed her head. Slowly, painfully, she began to crawl forward. Each movement was stiff with humiliation. She knelt between Lenore's legs, eyes lowered.

Mistress Lenore reached down and gently cupped Kate's chin in a gloved hand. "Look at me."

Kate did.

"Earn your forgiveness," she commanded.

Then Mistress Lenore lifted her skirt to reveal a black lace thong. Hooking her finger around the thing strip of lace between her legs, she pulled it aside to reveal her glistening pussy and a neatly trimmed bush. Kate lowered her head and began to lap at Lenore's folds. Her tongue slithered in Lenore's entrance, parting the lips of her sex as she slurped and sucked. Slow at first, then quicker, more eager.

Mistress Lenore's grip on the back of Kate's head tightened and she pulled her away whenever she got close or Kate began to go too fast.

"You don't deserve to make me come that quickly. Slower." She commanded, her steely gaze locked on Kate's.

Mistress Lenore looked imperiously down at Kate, her legs parted, "You are here to serve at my pleasure. Not to enjoy yourself." Kate nodded, her mouth firmly locked around Lenore's pussy.

Victoria watched the spectacle as she stood obediently behind her Mistress. At first, she had felt vindicated, a sort of manic glee and satisfaction, at seeing the woman who had mocked her, down on her knees pleasuring her Mistress, degrading herself. A slight twinge of guilt tugged at the edge of her mind, after all, despite how she had treated her, Kate was still her friend, but she shrugged it off.

Whenever Kate's posture was off, Mistress Lenore was quick to correct her with quick snap of the crop, making sure she did not become to lax. Once when Lenore guided her head down, Kate stretched out her hands to catch herself from falling, Mistress Lenore had struck her with the crop.

"Hands behind your back! You don't have the right to touch! Only to serve," snapped Lenore.

Obediently, struggling to keep herself upright, Kate kept her hands behind her back.

At the beginning, Lenore maintained a stoic expression, unaffected by Kate's ministrations, at the feeling of Kate's tongue exploring her insides. Gradually however, her breathing grew more labored and heavy, and she let out a long breathy exhale.

Victoria's glee slowly became arousal at the sight of her Mistress being pleasured by such a beautiful woman. The way Lenore dominated the beautiful Kate so utterly, using her head and mouth like a toy for her own pleasure was turning her on to no end. But soon that arousal became jealousy, and she felt a sharp pang in her chest. It should've been her between Lenore's legs. Her, that drew that pleasure from her lips. Even though she knew it was a punishment, Victoria longed to be in Kate's position.

"Patience, pet," cooed Mistress Lenore, almost as though she could read Victoria's own thoughts. She looked back at Victoria. "Your time will come. When I allow you to pleasure me, it will be a reward not a punishment."

Finally, after many minutes, and only when Kate's jaw was aching, and her knees were sore from kneeling, did Mistress Lenore finally allow her to finish.

"Now," commanded Lenore, gripping the back of Kate's head and pressing her firmly against her pussy.

Kate understood and began to lap at her folds in a fervent ardor, wiggling her tongue with renewed vigor and a new sense of purpose. Mistress Lenore tilted her head back and let out a soft guttural moan. She let out a low hiss and let go of Kate who fell onto the floor.

Victoria, who had been clenching her thighs together, let out an exhale of her own.

"Good. You have completed the first part of your punishment." Said Mistress Lenore, sliding her thong back in place and standing up to let her skirt fall back down.

Kate looked at her in disbelief, still on her knees. "That's just the first part."

Lenore eyed her coolly.

"Mistress Lenore," said Kate quickly.

"That was for dishonoring me. However, you also mocked my submissive. You seemed to be under the delusion that you were perhaps above her. That she was subservient, where you were not. That perhaps, I wouldn't be able to handle you." Mistress Lenore eyed Kate coldly.

Kate swallowed nervously.

Mistress Lenore walked over to a bondage table. She slapped the surface with her hand.

"Get on the table."

Kate started to get up.

Lenore's eyes narrowed. "Crawl."

Kate's cheeks burned but she did as she was bid, crawling over to the table and climbing on top.

"Lie back. Arms and feet in the air," commanded Mistress Lenore, holding up a horizontal spreader bar. "You will be shackled to this."

Kate protested. "But that's-"

"Humiliating? Degrading?" Mistress Lenore interjected. "Similar perhaps to how you treated Victoria earlier today, when she placed her confidence in you?"

She fell silent, biting her lip. Slowly, wordlessly, she obeyed--easing herself back onto the padded surface, then raising her limbs as instructed. Mistress Lenore fastened the cuffs one by one, securing Kate in a most unflattering position- her legs bent and her wrists and ankles secured above her head. The position left her utterly exposed, her most private regions bared and displayed for Mistress Lenore and Victoria.

"You thought that I would be unable to handle you. Today I will show you just how wrong you are," continued Lenore. "It won't be me to whom you plead for mercy. It will be Victoria. It will be my submissive who makes you beg for release."

The color drained from Kate's cheeks. Victoria looked over at Mistress Lenore in shock. She was to be the one who teased Kate?

"Mistress, I-I don't have any experience," she confessed nervously. "I don't know if I can."

"Nonsense, my pet," said Elena. She smiled at Victoria encouragingly. "Just play with her as I did, you. Have fun with it. Just make sure she does not come before I allow it."

Kate's breath caught in her throat as Victoria approached. Her limbs trembled slightly in their restraints, the leather cuffs pulling against the metal as she tested their hold. She was completely at Victoria's mercy.

She tried to hold Victoria's gaze but couldn't. Her eyes darted away, her cheeks flaming red with shame. She was trembling now--not from cold, but from the sheer humiliation of her position. The spreader bar forced her open, defenseless, her body now a display piece for the very woman she'd belittled.

Victoria's eyes flicked to Mistress Lenore, seeking reassurance. Victoria inhaled slowly, trying to steady the thudding in her chest. She reached out with tentative fingers and let them skim along Kate's inner thigh. Kate flinched, her body betraying her with a soft gasp.

"V-Victoria," Kate stammered, looking up at Victoria with uncertainty.

"Be quiet. Unless you wish to be gagged again," Mistress Lenore cut in coolly. "She doesn't need your words, just your moans will suffice."

Victoria's fingers moved again, this time with more purpose--sliding up, brushing softly but deliberately between Kate's legs. She explored her, shy but firm. Kate squeezed her eyes shut, face burning, biting back a whimper. Her body responded despite her humiliation, moisture forming around her sex, her juices dripping onto her thigh.

"You're wet," Victoria said softly, almost more to herself than to Kate.

Kate turned her head, mortified.

Victoria glanced back at Mistress Lenore. "What should I do now?"

"Keep going. Use your mouth and your fingers. Keep her on the edge, but do not let her finish. Let her feel the frustration build," Said Mistress Lenore. Her voice was silky and laced with power.

Victoria leaned forward to brush her lips against Kate's most sensitive spot. Kate jerked in the restraints letting out a helpless moan.

"Please," she whispered, her voice cracking under the strain.

"Oh, so now you beg?" Lenore said, her tone sharp with irony. "Who is the 'obedient little pet' now?"

Victoria worked slowly and methodically, growing bolder with each whimper that escaped Kate's lips. The bar pinned Kate's thighs in place, and Victoria's tongue teased her mercilessly until Kate was writhing against the table, her back arching as she tried desperately to clench her thighs together. Victoria felt her own panties grow damp as her tongue traced flicked over Kate's vulva.

"I can't take it," Kate gasped, her eyes wild with lust.

Mistress Lenore walked forward to look down upon her trembling captive. Calmly she said, "You'll take what you're given. Just like you expected Victoria to."

She turned to Victoria, her voice softer. "You're doing beautifully, pet. Keep going. Just a little more now. Bring her to finish."

Victoria glanced at Kate. She looked back at Victoria. Her once proud, smug face was now flushed and trembling, her cheeks a brilliant red. Her limbs stretched helplessly above her head. Her pussy deliciously exposed. The air in the room was now thick with smell of musk and the heady scent of Kate's arousal. There was something about the role reversal that was incredibly arousing to Victoria, the feeling of having Kate at her disposal.

She leaned down once again between Kate's legs. Placing her thumb against the nub of Kate's clitoris and flicked it furiously, eliciting another round of squeals and moans from the helpless woman. She flicked her tongue inside of her, tasting the sweet tang and lapping up the juices which dripped from Kate's pussy.

Kate let out one last long moan and came, slumping back down against the table.

Ch 13.

Mistress Lenore unshackled Kate from the bar, letting her fall limp onto the table. She walked over to the back of the room before returning, holding a large triangular wedge-shaped pillow in one hand and a black leather harness in the other. She placed the orange plush cushion on the ground and motioned for Kate.

"Lie down on it," she commanded. But Kate wasn't looking at the cushion. Instead, she was eyeing the harness in Lenore's hand, the straps gleaming in the light, a large shiny black dildo hanging down, swinging slightly.

Kate's eyes widened as Mistress Lenore began to fasten the harness around her hips. "No, please..." she whispered, a new edge of fear in her voice. "You've made your point."

"On the contrary, I've only just begun Kate." Mistress Lenore said as she tightened the final strap. "Now, lie down."

Trembling slightly- her legs wobbling in place, Kate carefully positioned herself on the pillow. The shape of the wedge, forced Kate's pelvis upwards, placing her in a helpless and vulnerable presentation.

Mistress Lenore stepped back to admire her work. Kate's mound lay glistening before her. "Much better," she purred. "Now I have the perfect view."

She slipped a gloved hand between Kate's legs running it lightly along her inner thighs. Kate quivered at her touch. She squirmed on the wedge her legs shifting in place as Mistress Lenore brushed against her.

"Lie still," ordered Mistress Lenore.

Kate stilled herself.

"Victoria. Come here and watch."

"Yes Mistress." said Victoria, standing behind Mistress Lenore.

Kate shuddered at the indignity her position. She gripped the edge of the cushion tightly.

"What's the matter Kate? I thought you said I couldn't handle you?" said Mistress Lenore. Her voice was now smooth as velvet. She ran a gloved finger through Kate's hair. "Isn't this what you wanted? Why are you afraid all of a sudden?"

Kate shivered at the touch.

Mistress Lenore lined herself upwith measured calm. Then with a deliberate slowness, she slid inside of her. Kate gasped as she felt the silicone dildo stretching her insides. Kate gasped, pressing her breasts against the plush cushion, bracing herself. A choked moan escaped her throat and she arched her back causing the cushion to slide along the floor.

"Stay still," Lenore ordered. "Take it."

Kate whimpered, her cheeks burning with humiliation, tears starting to prick her eyes. Lying on the cushion with her hips thrust upward and Lenore driving into her at her own pace, left her no control, no dignity. And worse, she could feel Victoria was watching, judging her. Little did she know, Victoria was having her own battle of control.

Victoria stood there frozen, watching as her beloved Mistress plowed Kate. She couldn't deny the wet heat building between her thighs. She hated that it aroused her--hated how beautiful Kate looked undone like this. And yet she couldn't look away.

Mistress Lenore remained composed, save for the occasional quiet sigh of satisfaction.

Each thrust was deep and powerful, punctuated with a question.

"Where is that defiance now, Kate?"

"Where is that fiery spirit?"

"Is this what you imagined when you called my pet weak?"

Eventually, Kate broke. She cried out, trembling.

"Please... Please Mistress... Let me come."

Only then did Lenore slow, letting the tension stretch. Her voice was cool, precise. "You're lucky, Kate. You don't deserve this release. But I want you to see how quickly I can bring you to ruin. I want Victoria to see just how responsive you are."

She delivered one final, purposeful thrust and Kate cried out one last time, her body trembling as her climax overtook her.

Mistress Lenore withdrew slowly, unstrapping the harness with care as Kate lay limp and panting.

"This concludes your punishment. Master Kevin will be in to handle your aftercare."

Without another word, she left, Victoria following close behind.