Finally Mistress Afra seemed to decide she'd learned all she wanted to know, and stopped asking questions. She took a break for a leisurely drink and then, without saying a word but with intense concentration, she spent a long time - at least an hour, if not two - retracing her physical "inspection" of Nicky... but now, it was obvious, using a great deal of what she'd just learned. Very slowly, she worked her way from Nicky's toes and fingers, up her legs and down her arms, all over her head and face, neck and shoulders, then on to her breasts and nipples, over her smooth flat belly and at last homing in on the most intimate and sensitive parts of Nicky's lovely, naked and helplessly bound body.

Nicky's pussy and cunt and clit were totally accessible to Mistress Afra - she was partly suspended by her very widely spread legs, her hips raised off the bench that was supporting only her shoulders - and Mistress Afra took full advantage of this to arouse her and then keep her aroused. Several times it seemed as if Nicky was about to come, but Mistress Afra always managed to stop just in time... until Nicky became little more than a bundle of panting and frustrated sexual excitement. Then, suddenly, the alarm that Mistress Afra had set earlier rang to signal midnight... and Mistress Afra immediately moved back and said coolly to Master Gerald, "Well, my time with my 'prize' seems to have run out. She's all yours again now, but I'm afraid I've got her a bit overheated: perhaps a bucket of cold water might be in order?"

Before Master Gerald could reply, there was an anguished cry from Nicky. "Oh no, Mistress, don't stop!" she begged. "I'm so excited; you've just got to make me come!"

Mistress Afra didn't even look at her: she merely raised one eyebrow questioningly at Master Gerald and said calmly, "D'you let your slave make demands like that, without even asking for permission to speak? It's a good thing she didn't squawk a few minutes ago, otherwise she would have learned what happens to my slaves when they behave in that way."

"Oh, I agree with you," replied Master Gerald, his face perfectly straight. "Such behaviour cannot be condoned. But please, since you're on your feet and we're in your home, feel free to apply whatever punishment you think is appropriate."

"Thank you; I will," answered Mistress Afra politely. She went to a closet and returned to look down at Nicky through the Vee of her thighs. "You heard your Master, slave-girl," she went on. "He gave me leave to punish you in my own way for your impertinence: are you willing to accept that punishment, without even knowing what it is, just trusting me not to make it too severe, or trusting your Master to stop me if I do?"

Nicky turned her head towards Master Gerald, and a long wordless look passed between them. Then, with a deep breath, she turned her face up to Mistress Afra and said in a small voice, "Yes, Mistress, I'll take your punishment."

"Good girl," Mistress Afra responded warmly, but without smiling. "Now, after each stroke, you'll say you're sorry." And, without waiting for Nicky's acknowledgement, she brought her arm over sharply... and the flexible narrow strap she held cracked as it wrapped itself around Nicky's thigh, only inches from her crotch!

Nicky let out a small cry of surprise and pain, but quickly recovered and said firmly, "I'm sorry, Mistress." The next blow landed almost before the words were out of her mouth, and the third and fourth followed just as quickly after her repeated apology, until two deep red weals encircled each of her thighs, a vivid contrast with her smooth golden flesh.

"I think that'll do," were Mistress Afra's next words, bringing a small sigh of relief from Nicky. "Now, you may thank me for teaching you this little lesson about how slaves behave in this house."

Nicky took her cue beautifully! "Thank you, Mistress Afra, for punishing me for my impertinence. I deserved it, and I'll try very hard to behave better when I'm in your house in future."

Mistress Afra's answering smile was full of warmth and affection. "I'm sure you will, and then we'll have a lot of fun when I win more matches against your Master... and when you stay with us while he's away on business." She let one hand gently cup Nicky's pussy as she smiled across at Master Gerald and said, "She's still pretty warm and wet; perhaps it's time for you to take her home and cool her down!"

"And I have just the fire hose to do that!" replied Master Gerald with a wide grin as he stood up to help her release Nicky's bonds. "By the way, I don't want her to give herself a thrill before I'm ready, by squeezing her pretty legs together, so may I borrow a couple of spreader bars, for her ankles and knees until I get her home?"

"Of course! Help yourself!" Mistress Afra was all generosity. "But would you mind very much seeing yourselves out? I think my slave-boy's feeling the strain of his strenuous bondage, and I'd better look after him. Goodnight, and I'm so glad I won our match today!"

So Dick didn't even see Master Gerald leave with Nicky... although it wasn't too hard to guess what happened when he got her home! As for Mistress Afra, it soon became obvious that Dick's comfort wasn't the only reason she was concerned to "look after" him!...

Thanks to the severity of the bondage he'd been in for so long, he simply couldn't move his legs or arms when she lowered him carefully to the floor. But they were quite unnecessary for what she had in mind: no sooner was he flat on his back than she'd stripped off her clothes and was kneeling over him, her fragrant pussy pressing hungrily on his mouth, newly freed of its gag!

Her "inspection" of Nicky must have turned her on almost as much as it had Nicky, because her first climax came within moments, as Dick's tongue and lips dutifully did what was expected of them. And it was only the first of several over the next hour or so; two or three were urgent, on the floor of the bondage room, while she waited for the feeling to return to his limbs; the rest were slower and more luxurious, with her on her bed and him shackled for the night beside it.

Afterwards, Dick slept like a log, despite aching all over: his legs and arms hurt because of the severe bondage he'd endured; his lips and tongue were tired from the hard work they'd had to do in Mistress Afra's pussy; most of all, his cock and balls ached, partly from the constriction of the cords and the pressure of the weight, but even more from the unsatisfied arousal of watching Mistress Afra "enjoying the spoils" of her golf victory!

 

 

She again invited Master Gerald to spend the evening with her and, when they got home, again offered him Dick's services to shower and change; but again he refused, and Dick was sent to prepare "a special dinner, to celebrate" (as Mistress Afra said with a grin at Master Gerald) "my rather convincing victory!" It happened that Dick was the Slut at the time, which meant that from then until dinner was over he was in the kitchen - Willy served the pre-dinner drinks and the meal - and so saw nothing at all of what went on: it was only after he'd finished washing up that Willy - Mistress Afra's "personal" slave - came to fetch him....

"The Mistress' orders," he grinned as he fitted Dick with the restraints she'd prescribed: a "single-sleeve" over his hands and arms, pulled tight by sevaral straps around it and anchored by another around his shoulders and behind his neck; two chains leading from the ring at its tip, one between his legs to a leather pouch keeping his cock and balls uncomfortably constricted, the other to the centre of a short chain between ankle cuffs and forcing him to stay on his knees; and a harness of thick straps around his head and face, with - he knew only too well - convenient fastening points for eye-pads to blindfold him and a gag to stop his mouth.

Neither of these last two were fitted when Willy led Dick, shuffling awkwardly on his knees, into the bondage room. Mistress Afra and Master Gerald were seated in comfortable armchairs, glasses of dessert wine, fruit and nuts handy, and in the middle of the room was Nicky, her gorgeous naked body face up, just barely supported from shoulders to lower back by a low narrow bench, and stretched into the tightest of spreadeagles by ropes from her wrists and ankles to strategic pulleys in the walls. The first thing Dick saw as he entered the room behind Willy was her pussy, spread so wide by her bondage that her cunt lips were open as if in invitation... and he wondered excitedly whether Mistress Afra planned to make him screw her!

But not immediately, he realized as his cock tried to get hard... inside the tight pouch he wore! And, a moment later, he learned that such an event was very unlikely, as he heard what Mistress Afra was saying to Master Gerald: "... now that I've got to know your slave-girl pretty well, with that very enjoyable 'inspection' I made last time, I think it's time my slave - her ex-boyfriend - gets to know her too... although not in quite the same way...."

(Throughout the whole evening, as she'd done all day, Mistress Afra never once spoke to Dick directly. He was the Slut, you see, and she stuck to the principle of not lowering herself to treat him as more than an object. Orders regarding him she gave to Willy and, as now, anything else she wanted him to hear she addressed to someone else, just as if he were an animal who couldn't understand what she said anyway.)

"He had his chance," she went on conversationally, "to get to know her when they were dating, and he was too timid to take it, even though she told us she gave him every encouragement. We also let him handle her a bit, that day they made their 'True Confessions', but since then I've wondered if that was wise. Tonight, he's going to entertain us by getting to know her in the only proper way for a male slave to be familiar with a woman's body, even if that woman is a slave like him - with his lips and his tongue! OK, Willy, he can start by licking and kissing the sole of her left foot...."

So began what can only be described as an incredibly exciting "tour" of a beautiful young woman's sexy naked body. Just as, after her first win over Master Gerald, Mistress Afra's hands and fingers had explored every single inch of Nicky's bare flesh, so now Dick's tongue and lips missed nothing at all in their own "inspection" of her charms; from the tips of her toes and fingers, each one of which he had to suck carefully, to the wavy golden hair on her head, into which he had to thrust his face, feel its texture and smell its fragrance; from her head and face - he nibbled her ears and pushed his tongue deep inside them, traced with his tongue the shapes of her cheeks and nose and chin, kissed her eyelids and (even better!) her moist soft lips - down her neck and over her shoulders to her arms and hands; from her ankles, spread so obscenely wide, along her calves and thighs to the generous globes of her bottom and into the cleft between them; and - by far the most interesting! - from the two nipples perched proudly atop her firm breasts, around and over the fullness of those breasts themselves, down across the smooth flatness of her belly with its strangely erotic navel, through the tight yet soft curls covering her pussy to the fragrant lushness of the lips normally hidden - but now blatantly exposed - between her thighs.

Early on Dick recognized that, by and large, his mouth was following the same route that Mistress Afra's hands had just a few days ago, and that this was quite intentional... as she kept up an almost continuous "commentary" which combined the orders she was giving Willy as to where Dick's mouth should be placed next with detailed observations about what she'd learned of Nicky's reactions - whether pleasant or unpleasant - to being touched in various places and ways. Most of the time the eye-pads kept Dick blind - "so he can concentrate on how she tastes and feels to his lips"(!) - but at other times they were removed and his mouth filled with gags holding a feather or a sharp pointed stick, so he could watch the effect of what he had to do with these "instruments". He also had to watch - from a distance of just inches! - as a cane or strap or whip wielded by Willy landed sharply on some part of her skin, then touch the resulting weal... sometimes gently with his lips or tongue, sometimes less gently with his teeth or the pointed stick in his gag.

Willy had one privilege Dick didn't, namely, to touch Nicky with his hands: mostly, it was just to change her bondage into some new position for Dick's mouth to reach some other part of her; but often enough Mistress Afra actually told him to fondle and caress her in ways that Dick's mouth couldn't. Dick knew, although she didn't say so, that this was intended precisely to keep him aware that his hands had only very briefly touched Nicky's nakedness and - as she'd said earlier - it was his own fault that they hadn't done so a long time ago. Strangely enough, although he was a bit envious of Willy's good luck, he wouldn't have changed places with him; after all, Dick was "getting to know" Nicky in a very personal and intimate way that even Mistress Afra would never do, and he was almost glad she considered this the "proper" way for him!

As for Nicky, it was clear she was enjoying Dick's "inspection" too... perhaps even more than he was! She kept giving little murmurs of pleasure as his lips and tongue roved over her sensitive skin, and even the moments of pain that Dick or Willy had to inflict on her seemed to make her breathe more quickly, as if they were arousing her sexually. And aroused she was, almost constantly, thanks to Mistress Afra's skill in her "remote control" over Dick's mouth; increasingly, as the evening wore on, she had to tell Willy to pull him away to prevent his efforts taking Nicky over the edge of a climax.

Once, after Dick's tongue had played with her clit for some time, she begged to be allowed to come... but only once, because Mistress Afra reminded her sharply of "the lesson you were given last time" and told Willy to "cool her down" by pinching both her nipples hard with his thumbs and forefingers. After that, she resisted the temptation to beg for a climax... even when, with Dick's tongue at its busiest deep in her cunt, Mistress Afra suddenly told Willy to pull his head away and added casually, "That's enough. You can put him in the corner over there for the moment."

Dick wondered whether Willy would now take his place and be granted the privilege of actually taking Nicky 'over the top'. As it happened, he wasn't even given the chance to use his mouth where Dick had been working, because Mistress Afra thanked Master Gerald for the loan of his slave-girl and asked if, like the first time, he needed a spreader bar for taking Nicky home.

"It seems a pity to waste the inviting position she's in," replied Master Gerald, his voice thick. (Nicky was bound in exactly the same way she'd been at the start of the evening.) "Would I be outstaying my welcome if I borrow this room for a while before going home? I'll try not to disturb you, and I can find my own way out, of course."

"By all means! Be my guest!" said Mistress Afra generously. "OK, Willy, get that slut out of here and into his quarters for the night. Then report to my bedroom."

Before Dick dropped off to sleep in his 'cell' nearby, there came from the bondage room a long, long drawn-out moan that slowly turned into a scream whose meaning was quite unmistakable. He felt glad for Nicky, getting the climax she'd been so close to for much of the evening, but he also felt frustrated; his cock was still in the pouch it had worn all evening, and his hands, although freed from the "single-sleeve", were shackled behind him... where they could do nothing to give him the climax he craved!

 

 

She took Nicky and Dick into her bedroom, where she freed Nicky's hands. "We're going to have a little party," she announced, "but before it starts, I want to ask you a few questions, slave-girl. I want you to answer truthfully, and the only effect of your answers will be how much fun you'll get out of my idea. Now, the first question is this: I know your Master doesn't want you involved in any woman-to-woman sex, and that you feel the same way, but are you perhaps interested in watching it... or at least are willing to?"

Nicky hesitated for some seconds before replying. "I... I don't know how my Master would feel about it," she said uncertainly, "but I can't really see why he should object too strongly. For myself, I'm willing... maybe even a bit interested!" she finished almost shyly.

"I'm glad," said Mistress Afra warmly. "And I think I can almost guarantee you'll enjoy it... at least a little. Now the second question: are you also willing or interested in watching some male-to-male oral sex? That really has nothing to do with what your Master allows or doesn't allow you to do, because you can only be a spectator in that. Well?"

This time Nicky's hesitated only a moment before answering, "Yes, Mistress, I think I'd enjoy that. Besides, I might learn something that I could please my Master with!"

"You might indeed!" smiled Mistress Afra. "And the last question: are you willing, as your contribution, to entertain me by playing with yourself and giving yourself a climax or two? This time, because it involves only you and no-one else, I'm not really interested in whether your Master might approve or not, far less whether or not he makes you do it for him; that's between him and you. My question is between you and me, woman and woman: will you, as my temporary slave-girl, just to please me, your temporary Mistress, show me what you do to give yourself pleasure?.. or will I have to find another way to amuse myself? Just answer yes or no."

There was a silence that stretched to a minute or so as Nicky considered her answer, and Mistress Afra awaited it patiently. Finally, "Yes, Mistress Afra," said Nicky, then blurted quickly, "but please, may I have a vibrator to help? I'm sorry, I couldn't just answer yes."

"You're forgiven," replied Mistress Afra kindly. "And I apologize, too: I didn't think of that sort of reason for not answering just yes or no. Yes, of course you may use a vibrator: the bottom drawer of the dressing table there has several for you to choose from. But one more thing first: I haven't asked you if you mind other slaves watching you play with yourself, nor will I; slaves Ellen and Willy will be blindfolded, anyway, and as for slave Dick... well, seeing you once tried to tempt him into putting his hand up your skirt when you weren't wearing panties..." - she smiled at Nicky's slight flush - "... and how well you two know each other now, you're not getting a choice as far as he's concerned. Now that you've said yes, I expect you to perform for him as well as for me. Is that clear, slave-girl?"

"Yes, Mistress," Nicky answered humbly, going a little brighter shade of pink. But the sparkle in her eyes, as she threw Dick a quick glance, suggested she really didn't mind him watching at all!

"Good," said Mistress Afra. "You may help me undress." A few moments later: "Now go find your vibrator. And you, Dick, see if the other two slaves are outside."

They were; Dick steered them inside, and in a few minutes they were all arranged to Mistress Afra's satisfaction. With the help of a pile of pillows, she positioned herself on the bed so that her hips were near its edge and her legs could be supported by two bolsters, and she made Dick place Ellen on her knees between them. He stood to one side, with Willy on his knees in front of him so that his face was just at the level of his groin. Finally Nicky was told to take her place at the third point of a triangle, so that they could all see each other, and lean back in a chair with her lovely thighs spread wide and her pussy clearly visible.

At a wordless signal from Mistress Afra, Dick took a handful of Willy's hair and brought his mouth in contact with his semi-hard cock; he got the message and opened his mouth wide to start sucking and licking at it. At the same time, Mistress Afra pulled Ellen's head down sharply so that her nose and mouth met the fragrant pussy at the junction of Mistress Afra's thighs. At another gesture, Nicky's hands began moving sensually over her own naked body.

Dick didn't need to watch Willy to enjoy what he was doing, nor was this the first time he'd seen slave Ellen eating one of the two Mistresses; so he kept his eyes on Nicky, the girl he'd once dated but never done more than kiss and cuddle with, who was now putting on a display of auto-eroticism specially for Mistress Afra and him! Her hands were busy all over her shapely torso, caressing, stroking and lightly scratching with her fingernails, especially on her lovely upthrust cone-shaped tits, whose deep pink nipples were already firm buttons of arousal. After a while one hand or the other, or both, occasionally moved down to her pussy where, with the help of the small, cock-shaped vibrator she'd chosen, they steadily built that arousal higher; it was especially interesting to watch her run the vibrator up and down the outer lips of her cunt, beside the padlock fastened there, then pull gently on the padlock itself with one hand while the other touched the vibrator to the padlock, which obviously transmitted the vibrations through the rings to the sensitive flesh they pierced!

After the first minute or so, Nicky gave no sign of minding the intent gaze of Mistress Afra and Dick on her in such an intimate activity: on the one hand, she was fairly wrapped up in what she was doing to herself and the sensations it was producing; on the other, her own eyes were equally intent on not one object but two, and they constantly switched back and forth between Mistress Afra and Dick as if reluctant to miss anything at all. What she saw, she must have found exciting - either that, or she could arouse herself very easily - because she was the first to come; with one hand touching the very tip of the vibrator on her clit and the other flicking its fingertips rapidly across both her nipples, her soft murmurs of arousal rose quickly into a keening squeal and she shuddered as the waves of an orgasm swept through her.

Mistress Afra climaxed soon after, clutching Ellen's head between her thighs and moaning throatily in ecstasy. With an effort of will and some firm control of Willy's movements by means of his hands in his hair, Dick managed to hold off his climax, hoping that the titillation of watching these two lovely women coming more than once might make his own orgasm even more pleasurable. And it did... although he didn't actually last until they came again: even the sight of lush female sexuality simply relaxing in contentment after their first orgasms was arousing in itself and, try as he might, he just couldn't resist the skillful attentions of Willy's tongue and lips long enough.

Nicky was well on the way towards her second climax when Dick came, jerking his hips and wishing he could thrust his twitching cock even deeper into the mouth of the blindfolded and bound slave at his feet. Her hands stopped their activity in her own pussy as she watched, her eyes avidly devouring a sight she'd certainly never seen before: a man being brought to climax by the mouth of another man. It clearly did nothing to inhibit her own arousal because, when she resumed playing with herself, she came almost instantly, her lovely nudity writhing sensuously in utter abandonment to the ecstasy that was gripping it.

Dick tried to coax his cock into another erection and climax, but to no avail; the unaccustomed sight of Nicky pleasuring herself had concentrated all his arousal into just that one. Nothing seemed able to lift his limp organ at all - not the sight of Mistress Afra enjoying two more orgasms, nor even the great pleasure of watching Nicky, in obedience to Mistress Afra's gesture to 'ease down', spend the next half-hour or more just stroking and caressing her whole body, now shiny with a film of sweat, in a way that oozed sexual contentment!

Her eyes seemed to give the lie to this, however: they were bright with interest as she watched the other activity she'd never seen before - a woman being orally pleasured by another woman. Unlike Willy's performance with Dick, this was obviously something she could relate to in quite another way - on both sides! - and she seemed to want to see every detail of what Ellen was doing. Of course, with Mistress Afra's pussy mostly hidden by Ellen's head, this was impossible; but Mistress Afra (whose eyes had hardly left Nicky and seemed to guess what was in her mind!) started to give Ellen verbal instructions and make comments on how well she was following them, in such explicit terms that Nicky knew precisely what was happening!