The Tender Master Ch. 02

In Chapter 1 of this series, Maurice and Janice, a young married couple decide to try to introduce dominance and submission into their marriage. While Janice accepted that she would basically do anything that Maurice asked of her, she couldn't understand why he needed all of the terminology and structure that he was requiring. She didn't understand why she had to be labeled a "submissive" and see herself in those terms because she did what he wanted anyway.

Maurice, of course, was trying to teach her what it really meant, to be submissive, that she didn't just obey him when she wanted to but even when she didn't. This attitude caused some friction between them initially, but Maurice was patient and as time passed she began to trust his judgement and slowly relinquish her control to him.

Her first test of obedience was when he opted to operationalize a fantasy that she had frequently expressed. He knew that she really wanted to do it but wanted it to occur as a "spontaneous act," rather than actually engage in planning it, because she found the process of planning too nerve wracking. He had invited two men that they had met socially before and that she had expressed an interest in, to participate in the gang bang.

It turned out to be better than she had imagined, and she began to feel more comfortable in letting him plan these escapades without her knowledge. She began to develop that level of trust so necessary for a successful D/s relationship.

In Chapter 2, Maurice places her in a situation that demanded more trust and compliance, knowing that her response would determine how the relationship developed.

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CHAPTER TWO

Janice derived great pleasure from pretending that she was not fully committed to the D/s relationship, even though she knew that she was always submissive to him and enjoyed that being the case. It allowed her the opportunity to surprise him when she obeyed something that he thought would be an issue and have him pleased with her behavior. Deep inside her breast, she knew that she belonged to him, would practically do anything for him and loved it when he dominated her. That's when she adored him most, but for some inexplicable reason, she did not want him to feel that it was a fait accompli yet.

Maurice had told her that one of his desires was to involve her in a DP, with one man in her pussy and one in her ass. She expressed an interest but had never fully committed, so he decided to set one up and see what happened.

In earlier discussions, she had begged him to keep her ass for him and him only and not share it with anyone else. He had assured her that if it happened, he would not permit anyone else to engage in anal sex with her, as he put it, he would be her only Rear Admiral!

While he knew that she would do whatever he decided to do, he wanted her to know that he didn't cavalierly ignore her feelings, particularly since she felt that surrendering her ass was the supreme gift that she could give to him. He realized that honoring this request was an important step in her feeling valued and protected and would deepen her trust and so he had no intention of permitting any other man to violate her trust.

In her first experience with Jerome and Pablo, she had been blindsided by the arranged gangbang, but she had enjoyed it immensely. The thought of a DP excited her, and she wanted him to do it, without her knowing where or when. For some reason, she always felt extremely nervous and anxious when she knew ahead of time what was transpiring.

It made no sense whatsoever for her to pretend that she really didn't want his control which she dearly loved, but that was as convoluted as her mind permitted her to be.

And so it was, that on a Saturday morning, he had instructed her to go shave her pussy, get a manicure and pedicure and return home no later than 4:00 pm. After pretending to object, claiming that she didn't have enough time to do all that, she obeyed, realizing that he must have something special in mind. She trusted that whatever it was, it would be something that she would enjoy.

She returned home at 4:30 pm to find him standing at the door. He grabbed her arm took her upstairs, stripped her naked, flung her across the bed and with his rubber whip, flogged her naked ass. He whipped her hard enough to sting and make her wince but not hard enough to mark her body. While he whipped her, he reminded her that he was disciplining her because she was late returning, and he did not tolerate her lateness when he gave her specific orders. After ten lashes, which she had to count and say,

"Thank you, Master,"

he ordered her to get up off the bed and go get cleaned up. Her ass was on fire, but she was not upset and accepted the whipping because she knew that she had not followed his orders.

He had always told her that the best sub was one who chose to submit voluntarily as opposed to one who did so out of coercion, and that was what he desired from her. Even though she fought against saying it, she really wanted him to be her Master and know it without her having to say so.

He instructed her to open a shopping bag that he had placed on the bed. In it, she found a sheer black bra that had holes where her nipples would be, a leather thong with an internal silicone dildo and butt plug attached. and a sheer short black dress. She looked at the dress and wondered if he really expected her to wear it in public but dare not protest as she knew that he was already upset with her for returning late.

As she took her shower, he entered the stall and instructed her to bathe him. She delighted in obeying that demand and soaped his chest, back, and ass as well, paying particular attention to his cock and balls. She loved to wash his big cock as it always pleased her to watch it harden. She loved to know that she could turn him on.

After the shower, she lotioned his body from head to toe and then did hers. He then made her bend over the bed and lubricated her anus with his favorite anal lubricant "Albolene" cream. This concerned her as it suggested her ass was going to be involved in the activities, but she trusted that no one else but he, would have it. Before she could figure out why he seemed to be preparing her ass, he took the leather panty that she had removed from the bag, lubricated the internal dildoes and told her to put it on.

"Put the pussy dildo in first," he instructed.

She carefully inserted the dildo into her pussy, realizing that while it was short it was quite thick. She felt her pussy spread open wide to take it in and adjusted it until it was fully seated. He then pulled the panty all the way up in the back, adjusting the butt plug so that it was at the level of her anus and gently inserted it. It, too, was short and thick. When both were fully inserted, he pulled the panty all the way up and fastened the snaps on both sides. Her pussy and anus felt that they were sprawled wide open.

He instructed her to finish dressing. She put the bra on, adjusting her nipples so that they came through the holes and put on the black dress. It was barely long enough to cover her butt cheeks. The dress was so sheer so that there was no pretense about demureness. Her entire body, bra and panty were visible to anyone who saw her, and she knew that. Finally, she slipped on a pair of black high- heeled pumps and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked hot, even though her pussy and ass were both overloaded.

She was very apprehensive that her neighbors would see her so scantily dressed, but right before opening the door, he placed a light topcoat over her shoulders and saw her body relax as that concern had been allayed. Her heart filled with love for him, knowing that she could trust him not ignore her feelings when it really mattered even if his decision was not what she wanted. It was one more step in building her trust.

She followed him to the car, where he opened the passenger door for her. She found that sitting was a little difficult as it forced the dildo and plug deeper into her body. She made a point of easing slowly on to the seat, allowing her holes to adjust to the increased pressure.

When they arrived at their destination, which was a large country styled mansion within a walled compound, she realized that it was a party of some sort because there were lots of cars parked outside. She began to wonder how it would look for her going into the house dressed as she was but decided to trust that he would not have her do it, if it were not acceptable.

He parked the car, came around to the passenger side and opened it for her. She stepped out and followed him to the house. As if knowing that the door was going to be unlocked, he turned the nob and walked in. She followed him in.

As they entered the foyer, a young black girl, wearing nothing but a thong and high heels and a gold leather collar around her neck, smiled and greeted them. Maurice removed her coat and gave it to her, and she gave him a card with a number on it.

Janice followed Maurice into an adjoining room where she could hear the hum of conversation. As they entered, she saw that all the women were dressed like her. As a matter of fact, some were even more scantily attired and so she breathed a sigh of relief knowing that her trust in him had been vindicated.

As they entered, a huge black man met them and clapped Maurice on the back saying,

"My brother, I guess you finally found someone worthy of bringing to one of my parties!"

Maurice grinned and said,

"That I have," and introduced Jan, who proudly drew herself to her full height proud of her Master's response.

"This is Janice," he said.

"Welcome, Janicel" James' voice boomed.

"Thank you, Sir," Janice responded as Maurice had coached her to say, keeping her head down and not engaging his eyes. He lifted her head and said,

"You are a pretty one too!"

"Hopefully, she will have an opportunity to experience your tutelage during the evening," Maurice responded.

"I will make it a point to do so," James chuckled.

After the Doms socialized for some time in the living room, the young lady who had taken her coat in the foyer, rang a bell. Once everyone became quiet, she announced that all the subs should go down to the basement, find the chair with their Master's name on it and kneel on the floor next to it.

After some time, the Doms came down and sat in the recliners where their subs were kneeling.

Around the room were all sorts of implements that made Janice's head swim. The room resembled a medieval dungeon. Stocks, floggers, whipping benches, hot wax beds, spiked wheels, St. Andrews' crosses and the like were on display. Next to each one was an attendant, whose role was to demonstrate to the Doms how to properly use the implements and to let the new subs/slaves see what was available to their Doms.

In the middle of the room, also, was a huge circular bed, covered by a thick, black spread. Janice assumed that this was where sexual demonstrations would be held.

James cleared his throat and everybody quieted down.

"Welcome to my home." he said. "This evening is an opportunity for you Doms to introduce your charges to our private society. For some, this is your first time in such an environment, and we hope that you will feel protected and valued not only in your primary relationship but also by us. It is important for you to know that being in a group such as ours is a safe place."

Janice shivered not knowing what her Master had in mind for her but knew that whatever it was, she would comply as she would never embarrass him by disobeying him in front of his fellow Doms.

James began the session by saying that not every individual would be engaged in the same exploits. Their involvement would be based on the request of their Dom. He told them that what was planned was an introduction to BDSM.

He informed them that BDSM was generally divided into four categories, Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, Sadism and Masochism. He stressed that each division would involve different elements and may even involve more than one. He indicated that what each sub experienced was left to the discretion of their Dom, so it would be good for all new Doms and Subs to educate themselves where their limits were and the type of relationship in which they wanted to engage. He added that the evening was planned as a demonstration of the possibilities.

He then pointed out that the borders between each grouping were not etched in stone and some often seeped across "borders" making it very important to establish limits before engaging in such a lifestyle.

For the next two hours, as numbers were called, she witnessed subs being subjected to whatever their Dom wanted. She saw hot waxing, gang banging, throat fucking, same sex activities, women getting fucked by two dicks in the pussy at once, some others fisted in the pussy and even in the ass as well, whippings and some even subjected to needle piercing.

After each slave had been used in accordance with what their Dom had wanted, there was a great round of applause. If the interaction took place on the bed, the sheets were immediately changed when the exercise was complete. A clean set of clean crisp sheets always replaced the soiled ones.

Jan liked that.

While the show was going on, nothing stronger than wine was offered as James wanted to make sure that all Doms maintained self-control and not lose their focus. He had no desire for the local constabulary to invade his oasis of pleasure because someone was too stupid, drunk high or both to not exhibit good judgement. He informed all that if it appeared that any sub was in danger, he would step in and terminate what was occurring.

Jan found that his words eased her anxiety.

After observing a host of different activities, her Master finally beckoned to her.

Their number had been called.

He made her remove her dress and place it on the recliner, unsnap her panties and remove them. Her pussy was dripping wet, and on removing the panty, her juices dripped down her thighs. As a result of wearing the panties for several hours, both of her holes were now dilated.

James gestured to her to come to him, and with a brief look at her Master, who nodded, she obeyed. He removed his tight, black leather pants and vest and stood naked before her. His chest was big, and hairy and a huge cock hung halfway down his thigh, even though it was still soft.

"Suck me, little lady," he said to her.

Jan kneeled before him, took the huge cock, licked it and started to stroke it. She paid great attention to the tender underside of the big head as she caressed his balls. She tried to ease the cockhead into her mouth, but it was so big she could hardly get it in.

As she licked and sucked, it grew like an uncoiling snake. When it felt like an iron bar, he stopped her, went to bed and lay on his back. The huge cock reminded her of the Washington monument.

" Come ride it," he said.

With trepidation, she approached and climbed onto the bed and then straddled his large body. She positioned the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy, rubbed it back and forth between the lips of her leaking entrance to coat it with her slippery exudate and slowly lowered herself upon to it. She was glad that some of the lubricant that her Master had used with the dildo was still in her and made the entry less traumatic.

Her pussy still protested, screaming at the large size, and she bit her lips as the pain spread into her crotch.

She eased up and down slowly, taking more and more of the monstrous cock until after about ten minutes, her ass greeted his big balls. The bloated head was now jammed against her cervix, and she could feel it all up in her womb as it began to throb.

As she sat still, she noticed that the longer she sat, the more comfortable it became.

"My pussy must be stretching," she thought.

His battering ram invaded parts of her cunny that her master's had never been, and his cock was not small! Just as the last of the tightness disappeared, it felt as if something snapped inside her and she suddenly started cumming hard. All the big man had been doing was continually pulsing his cock inside her, but it was enough to catapult her into nirvana. He kept up the pulsing and she kept cumming.

"God, this feels so good!" she thought as her mind whirled in the throes of her euphoria. "Lots of women say that they don't enjoy a big cock and they are probably right if it isn't administered with gentleness, love and care, but when it is, there is nothing like it."

She knew that James was not in love with her but the respect and tenderness that he used in handling her was enough to rocket her to the moon. She stroked on the hard cock as he lay still. Nerve endings all along the walls of her plundered pussy were shooting messages of joy to her brain. She ground her pussy hard on his balls which were now soaked with her effluvia. This caused her hole to sprawl even wider than it did before and delirium raged throughout her being.

She had no idea where she was or what she was doing. All she knew was that it whatever it was, was wonderful and she didn't want it to end any time soon. Orgasms swept her in tandem, rolling through like loaded railroad cars, each one presenting a more intense form than the preceding one.

Somewhere in the labyrinths of her brain, she heard a voice screaming and after much concentration, she discovered that it was hers!

She finally collapsed on James' chest, panting and drenched with sweat. He put his arms around her and hugged her to him. The crowd cheered, because it was marvelous to see that big cock disappear into her ravaged hole.

It was not over yet though, as her master approached from the rear, cock in hand and as she lay on James, trying to gather her wits while grappling with her whirlwind trip through the cosmos. He straddled James' legs behind her, and she felt fingers caressing her anus and without looking back, she knew that it was her Master.

Her brain flashed in recognition that this was why he had brought her here, this is what he wanted her to experience! She had expressed her desire for a DP, and he was ranting her wish!

She relaxed her anus as much as she possibly but with James' cock dilating her adjacent canal it was not easy.

When her Master's fingers probed her anus, it contracted automatically. This made her squeeze the big man's cock with her pussy, and it surged into her surrendered canal distending her even more. Maurice's well lubricated middle finger slipped into her, and she did her best to facilitate its entry.

His finger moved it in and out and while there was pressure, there was no pain. In her semi-comatose state, she felt the addition of a second and third finger and then the pressure of something larger than any finger and concluded that it had to be her master's cock.

Gradually the pressure built until her internal anal sphincter gave way and the head popped inside. She gasped with pain, but she didn't move.

Her Master knew that it hurt a bit, so he stayed still. As she became more comfortable after his entry, she began to rock gently back and forth, allowing his cock to inch its way into her rectum. About five minutes later she felt his belly press against her buttocks and recognized that she was now fully sandwiched between the two men!

The men stayed still as if they were waiting for something to happen. Maurice could feel James' cock pulsing within her as she shivered and moaned. As the pleasure built, as she began to stroke back and forth causing the cocks to alternate their penetration.

Her movement was apparently what they were waiting for, because once she started, they joined her, and she could feel their dual pistons moving in and out together.

It was wonderful.

Gradually they took over and began to thrust harder and harder as she surrendered to their ministrations. She felt a sputtering flame in her crotch which flared into a ball of fire that consumed her as it rapidly roared through her body, infusing her brain at its base and then exploding into a ball of multicolored hues, accompanied by a cacophony of angelic music. She was cumming hard again, screaming and tumbling head over heels through the milky way.

By now her pussy had accommodated to the big cock and so had her anus. There was no more pain, just a feeling of fullness and deep-seated pleasure. The two men took possession of the holes afforded them and simultaneously drove into her as the music generated from somewhere inside her head synchronized its rhythm with the pounding from the marauding cocks.

She lost count of how many times she came but after what seemed to her to be hours, the two men roared and let loose copious jets of baby batter into her rejoicing apertures.

She screamed and screamed as an overwhelming rapture enveloped her and then lost consciousness.

When she came to, both men had withdrawn and lay beside her, letting her cuddle in between. Cum was oozing from her holes, both still quivering and feeling like wide-open wind tunnels.

The crowd cheered loudly.

When she had fully recovered, her Master helped her to dress and made sure to slip the dildo and plug back in, to stem the flow of cum. They fit looser this time.

Her DP initiation was the evening's finale, and everyone congregated, sharing their thoughts on the evening and comparing notes. Soon after, they began to bid James farewell and thank him for his hospitality.

Her Master led her to the car, where she dropped exhaustedly into the seat, this time unconcerned about the pressure from her silicone inserts.

When they arrived home, he undressed her and put her to bed.

She slept the sleep of the thoroughly fucked.

Both her asshole and pussy were still slightly agape, but she felt wonderful and hours later when she awoke, to find herself in her Master's arms. Her first words were,

"Thank you, Master, for a wonderful evening." She then fell back asleep with a smile on her face.

When she awoke again, she was in bed alone and it was dark outside. It was clear to her that she had slept through the entire next day! Her belly growled as it spoke to her of immediate sustenance. She staggered to her feet and groped her way to the bathroom where she plunked down on the commode to relieve herself.

Her Master heard the toilet flushing and when she finally made her way downstairs, he had food awaiting her. Her heart filled with warmth as she saw how thoughtful he was and that his promise to always take care of her was not just empty rhetoric.

As hungry as she was, she knelt at his feet before eating, wrapped her arms around his thighs and kissed his crotch. She looked up into his face and said the one word that made him know that she was truly his.

She said, "Master."