My New Service Ch. 04

MY NEW SERVICE - CHAPTER 4

I opened a new service for lesbians (like me) who needed to correct the behavior of unruly sub wives, girlfriends, and daughters. So far, the business had gone very well and I had the pleasure of caning several women who needed correction. I would tie them to the punishment bench, a pummel horse really, and take my time punishing their bottoms with one of my canes, relishing the marks that would quickly appear.

I had recently taken on a slave, Sheila, whom I had punished when her mom brought her to me complaining that Sheila's behavior needed correcting. Sheila secretly came back to see me later, stating that my punishment had been the most intense experience she had ever had and she often masturbated thinking about it. Sheila wanted to be my slave and submit to my every whim.

After a very hot session involving punishment and sex, I agreed that Sheila could be my slave. I set forth some rules for her and she agreed to abide by them. She was to keep her pussy and asshole shaved and free of any hair or stubble, she was to address me as Mistress, and, most importantly, she was not allowed to cum without my permission.

Sheila didn't live with me; she still lived with her mom, who she was forced to pleasure orally on a regular basis, but she came over every day to clean my house and assist me in my work correcting errant lesbian subs.

Today, a woman had made an appointment for me to punish her girlfriend. When the couple showed up, I brought them into my dungeon. Sheila was resting, naked, in her cage. There was the punishment bench and a St. Andrew's cross. Various restraints and paddles and canes were displayed on the walls. A trunk held toys of all kinds.

The mistress was a black woman, big and strong looking, but very attractive, and her sub was a cute, young, blonde white woman. She was being led into the dungeon by the hair by her mistress.

"This bitch needs correcting," announced the black woman. "She thinks she can decide when and how to pleasure me, and, lately, has been taking advantage of my good nature. She needs to be shown what happens to bitches who don't obey their mistresses."

I put my face up to the blonde's face, who was looking at the floor. I ordered her to look at me. There was fear in her eyes, but also defiance.

"Is that right? Are you being insolent to your mistress and not obeying her?" I asked.

"I don't always want to lick her pussy when she orders me to," the blonde responded. "I should have a say as to when I pleasure her and I should be pleasured too. She licks me sometimes, but not as much as I would like, and she won't let me have sex with anyone else, unless it's one of her friends she brings over. I don't always want to have sex with them."

"I see," I said. "Maybe when we're done here you'll realize that your place is to do exactly whatever your mistress orders you to do and that your pleasure is to service your mistress, not the other way around. You should be proud that she wants to show you off and share you with her friends. You are a worthless piece of shit and are lucky to have a mistress who thinks enough of you to let you lick her pussy.

"Now get over to the bench," I ordered. "Take off your clothes."

The blond began to slowly undress. I told her to hurry up, that I didn't have all day, and that the more she dawdled, the more strokes of the cane she would receive. That got her attention and she removed her clothes quickly.

I sat down in my chair with the black mistress sitting in the chair next to me. I ordered the blond to stand in front of me with her legs spread apart and her hands on her head. I began a thorough inspection of her body.

Her breasts were medium sized and pert, not sagging. Her nipples were pink and the areola was round, framing the nipples perfectly. I tugged on her nipples until they stood at attention nicely.

I ran my hands over her hips, which stuck out just enough to add some curvature to her lower body. I then began to examine her shaved pussy. I ran my hand over her pubic region, checking for stubble, but it was smooth to the touch. Her pussy lips were full, but not puffy.

I parted her lips and examined her vagina. It was tight and the opening clenched around the finger I inserted. She was damp, but not real wet. I smelled my finger and her odor was pleasant and exciting.

I looked over at her mistress, who was smiling approvingly at my examination of her sub. The black woman's legs were spread slightly. She was wearing loose pants with a draw string belt which I'm sure could be easily undone. I anticipated that as the punishment progressed, her hand would be down her pants pleasuring herself.

I ordered the blond to turn around, so I could examine her butt. She had a tight little bubble butt which stuck out just so. It wasn't big, but it wasn't small and flat, either. It really was a bottom made to be caned.

I ran my hands over her bottom and then ordered her to bend over and spread her cheeks. Her brown, wrinkled hole and her cunt were now on display. I ran my finger over her nasty hole, checking for stray hairs, but she was hairless.

I put my face up to her bottom and inhaled the odor of her cunt and asshole. Lovely. I ran my finger over the bumps and groves of her asshole. I licked my finger and pushed it into her butt. Her hole was super tight and I imagined that her mistress didn't engage in ass play, but I didn't ask. I would shortly be stretching that tight ass with a plug.

I told the blonde to stand up with her hands by her sides. I went to the cage and let Sheila out. I had her go stand before the black mistress. The black woman ran her hands over Sheila and pinched her nipples. She ran her hand over Sheila's cunt and inserted two fingers.

Just as I predicted, the mistress had loosened her pants and her other hand had gone down the front where I could see her rubbing her pussy while she fingered Sheila's cunt. The mistress was enjoying herself, but she was aware that we had business to attend to, so she quit fingering Sheila and took her hand out of her own pants.

I ordered Sheila to secure the blonde to the pummel horse. Sheila led her over and the blonde made no protest. Sheila had her lie face down, straddling the horse. Sheila then secured the blonde's hands and feet to the side of the bench with wrist and ankle cuffs, which locked onto the bench.

I went to the wall where the canes and straps and paddles were hung and selected a leather strap. I planned to warm up the blonde's bottom with the paddle and employ the cane after the paddle had left her bottom a deep red.

"We're going to start with the strap to put some color in those cheeks, then we'll add some stripes with the cane," I told the blonde. "If you need to cry, that's okay, but don't try to get me to change what I'm doing, like asking me to stop or not to hit as hard. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she answered. She had begun to whimper in anticipation of the coming punishment.

I brought the strap down sharply across her bottom and I heard her intake of breath. "Yes, what?" I demanded.

"Yes, Mistress," she sobbed.

"That's better," I replied.

I began to slap her bottom with the strap, not too hard at first. I allowed enough time between strikes for the pain of the slap to calm down before I administered the next blow. I slowly increased the pressure until, after about 10 strikes, I was hitting her hard. The blonde was sobbing by now.

As with all blondes, her skin was milky white and it colored easily. After about 5 strikes, a pleasing pink color suffused her butt; by 10 strikes, it was a rosy red. I continued to rain blows on her ass, but stopped at about 15 as some black and blue areas started to show.

I stepped away from the bench and invited the blonde's mistress to examine her sub. The black woman came over to the bench and ran her hand over the blonde's ass. She approved of what she saw. I asked her if it was alright to continue with the next phase, which was the cane. She heartily agreed.

I had Sheila release the blonde from the punishment bench. She stood up shakily. She had been crying, and her face was puffy and red.

Sheila led the blonde over to the St. Andrew's cross and secured her hands to the top of the cross and her feet to the bottom, so that she was spread eagled across the device. Her hands were just high enough that she had to stand slightly on her tip-toes.

I ran my hands over the sub's butt and between her legs, checking her slit. As I suspected, she was dripping wet. The bitch was a pain slut.

I selected a long cane and cut it through the air near the slut's face. That sound always induced fear in my victims. I explained to the blonde that her true punishment was now going to begin. I explained that her tears did not work to make me have mercy. To the contrary, the more pain I inflicted, the more it turned me on.

I began by striking her casually across her red bottom, not too hard. White lines began appearing horizontally across her ass. After five strokes, I moved to the other side, so that the lines would be even on each cheek.

I kept that up, five on one side, five on the other. With each series of five, I increased the pressure. After 10 on each side, I was striking her hard, the crack of the cane singing out with each stroke.

The blonde bitch was screaming now, clearly feeling each stroke. After 10 on each side, 20 in all, I stopped and invited her mistress to examine her damaged rear. Her ass was bright red and striped with angry welts where the cane had bitten into her.

The black woman ran her hands over the slut's ass and asked if she was ready to change her ways yet.

"Yes, Mistress," the sub pleaded. "I'll do whatever you say. Please, that's enough."

"We're almost halfway there," I informed the slut. "You're to receive 25 on each side, 50 in total, and we're at 20 now. I'm sure when we're finished, you will understand what a stupid cunt you are and how you are only worthy of doing what your mistress tells you to do."

The black mistress resumed her seat and I continued to rain hard blows on the sub's ass. It was now a map of pain, with welts and bruising covering every inch. Black and blue areas appeared on every part of her ass and some of the welts were oozing blood.

I was thoroughly enjoying myself and I continued to strike her with all my might. Finally, we reached 50 strokes. I handed the cane to Sheila, who hung it back on the wall. Sheila released the blonde from the cross and she collapsed. Sheila had to lead her back to the bench and drape her over it.

I didn't mount the bitch on the horse again; instead, she was draped over it, allowing me to admire her trashed ass.

I told Sheila to go to the toy box and retrieve a medium sized plug and some lube. I asked the black woman for permission to stretch her sub's ass with the plug and she agreed. Sheila spread the bitch's ass and I applied lube to her tight hole. I slowly inserted the tip of the plug. The girl groaned, but she was beyond objecting to the pain.

I slowly worked the plug further into her ass. There was plenty of resistance. I told her to relax her ass and I pushed the plug all the way in. I felt the sphincter release and it popped in.

I noticed the black woman had been furiously frigging her cunt under her pants. I ordered the blonde to kneel between her mistress's knees and lick her pussy.

The black woman quickly stood and pulled down her pants. She wasn't wearing any underwear. She stepped out of her pants and then sat back down, spreading her knees wide.

The blonde sub stopped her crying and began licking her mistress's cunt. She had an excellent technique, driving her tongue deep inside her mistress's slit while rubbing her clit. She pinched her mistress's clit between her thumb and forefinger and pulled it up and away from its sheath.

The slut was expertly licking the black woman's clit and driving her to a massive orgasm. It was so hot. I looked over at Sheila, who was dying to rub her own clit, but knew better than to do so without my permission.

As the black mistress climbed to a climax, I ordered Sheila to retrieve a stapon from the toy chest. I took off my pants, leaving my thong on, and stepped into the stapon.

The black woman erupted in a massive orgasm, bucking and screaming out loud. She had both hands on the back of the blonde's head and was pressing it into her crotch. As her orgasm subsided, she gradually released the blonde's head. The mistress flopped back in her chair, totally spent.

I ordered the blonde back to the punishment bench and had her draped over the top. I told her to spread her legs wide. I rubbed the dildo into her slit and slowly pushed it into her cunt. She grunted as it slipped all the way in.

I began to slide the strapon in and out of her pussy. The blonde was groaning now. I turned and asked the black woman if she consented to the blonde having an orgasm. She gave her consent and I ordered Sheila to position herself between the blonde's legs and lick her clit while I continued to pound her cunt with the strapon. I told Sheila she could masturbate while she was licking the blonde's pussy.

It didn't take long before the blonde climaxed hard. She cried out and pushed back as hard as she could against the latex cock. As her orgasm subsided, I pulled out of her. I reached between her cheeks and slowly pulled the plug out of her ass. I had her kneel before me and clean the strapon and plug with her mouth, so she could taste her own cunt and ass juices.

Sheila asked me if she could cum, but I said not now, maybe later. I told Sheila to get lotion and rub it on the blonde's damaged ass. While she was doing that, I went over to the black mistress and asked if she was satisfied with what had occurred.

She assured me that she was very satisfied, that it was worth every penny. I told her if the blonde didn't improve her behavior, that she was to bring her back for a free second service.

The mistress put her pants on, but had her sub carry her own clothes because it would be too painful to try to put them back on. She would have to ride home in the car naked. She could ride in back seat on her knees with her ass in the air, so she wouldn't have to sit on it.

I don't imagine the blonde would be able to sit down for at least a week. I bid them goodbye and returned to Sheila. I was still wearing the strapon and could tell that Sheila really wanted me to fuck her.

I had Sheila lean over the bench and I lubed her asshole. I pushed the plug the blonde had in her hole up Sheila's butt and then began fucking her pussy with the stapon dildo. I told Sheila she could frig her clit. After less than five minutes of steady fucking, I gave Sheila permission to cum. She exploded in ecstasy.

I gave her a few hard slaps on the butt and pulled out of her. I pulled the plug out of her butt. Sheila began cleaning both the dildo and the plug with her mouth without being told. She then wiped them down with cleaner and returned them to the toy box.

She had a big smile on her face as she tended to her chores. I retired to my bedroom to masturbate.