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Dawn & Dianne Practically Identical Twins

By: WhipsawX



Chapter One

I watch interestedly as they strolled down the sidewalk, both of them were very attractive, blonde hair over blue eyes. I estimate their measurements at 38DD-26-38. Both have that peaches and cream complexion that is so attractive to me. They would be about twenty years old now, and they are identical twins.

I have known them for years, since they moved into the neighborhood with their mom. Their mother died almost three weeks ago, and everyone in the neighborhood attended the funeral. Their mother was a very well liked member of our little community.

As they passe my home, I greet them and they respond. Then I go back inside and begin to install a "pony" in the play area. I am shaping the beam into a v-shape when the doorbell rings. I have been practicing Bdsm for several years but at present I did not own a slave.

I exit the room and close the door behind me. Then I open the door to find the twins standing there, one is looking into my eyes with open hostility. While the other has her eyes downcast. I invite them inside and ask them to sit.

Dawn continues to stare at the floor as Dianne says, "This is very awkward for us, so please be patient."

I am intrigued and reply, "Relax Dianne, I will help you in any way that I can."

She thanks with obvious distaste me then gathers herself and declares, "There is a rumor that you are involved in tying women and sometimes even whipping them."

This shocks me but I recover and respond honestly, "Yes Dianne, I am but it's consensual, the women agree to everything that happens to them and they sign a contract."

She nods and pauses then says, "And then you have sex with them?"

I wonder where this is leading and decide to push her a bit, "Yes Dianne I do, as many times as possible...what is this about?"

Instead of answering she asks another question, "Do you use protection?"

I am becoming exasperated and snap, "Sometimes yes, Dianne you have just lost your mother and may not be thinking clearly. Your topic and your demeanor quite obviously says that you are upset!"

Chapter Two

She sits quietly without moving and then speaks, "I accidentally found a message log on our computer." 

She pauses and then continues. "Dawn has been talking to this jerk and he wants her to be his Bdsm slave!"

She looks at me with tears in her eyes and pleads, "Please will you help us!"

That is a surprise, I have never known either one of them to go on a date but she is inquiring, so I ask, "How can I help?"

Her tone is both resolute and determined, "I will not let her meet someone from the internet and get murdered!"

I have to agree, so I warn Dawn, "Dawn it is very dangerous and you have no idea about these people. He could very easily be a serial killer. Law enforcement reports say that there are many killers trolling the net on a daily basis!"

Then I add to Dianne, "There are safeguards that can be employed to ensure her safety."

Dianne response is grim and emphatic, "No, no way, not ever."

I hea Dawn sniffle as if she is crying.

Dianne barks harshly at her sister, "Shut up, you can't cry enough for me to change my mind!"

I interrupt by asking, "Dianne, what do you want me to do about this situation?"

She looks past me and then grudgingly declares, "I want you to be her Bdsm boss."

My cock twitches but this is a situation that I need to handle very carefully.

I keep the excitement out of my voice while saying, "Dianne are you sure about this because once I start training her, there will be no going back."

Dianne stares at her sister for a long time and then replies, "I love her and I want her to be happy." then she pauses and adds, "and if being tied and whipped makes her happy then..."

Dianne spoke again, "Wait...there is one more thing."

I wait for a few seconds then ask, "And what is this thing?"

She looks embarrasses and states, "I have to be present at any time you do the Bdsm stuff." the hastily adds, "now don't get me wrong, I will not participate but I have to know that she is not being seriously hurt."

After this she looks defiantly at me and says, "And under no circumstances will Dawn and I do anything sexual!"

I look at Dawn and ask, "Dawn, do you want to be enslaved?

Her voice is low and rock steady as she says, "Yes, I want it. Please Sir!"

I continue, "Have you ever been involved in a Bdsm scene?"

Her reply is almost inaudible, "No, I have done things on the computer, but I have never known a man, like that."

Chapter Three

That isn't a surprise at all. But I want to be sure so I add, "No whippings or being bound, tied or restrained in any way?"

She said, "No, nothing like that." 

But then she adds while looking sideways at Dianne, "But I have masturbated and fantasized about things like that."

I look at Dianne and harden my voice, "Now both of you listen very carefully, because I have something very important to say."

Then I continue in the same tone, "If I take Dawn, she will be trained my way...for me to use. Obedience and discipline first, discipline as in whippings, floggings, clamps and other means of causing her pain."

Then I soften my voice and add, "I will not inflict serious injuries, nor will I do anything that might cause her death." 

After pausing and studying their faces I continue, "I will not cause bleeding or leave scars. But be certain about this, she is going to hurt badly, her back, ass, tits, legs and cunt will be punished." 

Then finished with, "And she will wear a tattoo showing that I am her owner."

Then I add emphatically, "And she will perform sexual acts on selected individuals...male and female."

Dianne beautiful face frames a disgusted scowl as she declares, "So sick!"

I look at Dawn and can see that her face is flushed with excitement.

Dianne voice is alarmed as she asks, "But what about aids and other diseases?"

I answer honestly, "We take precautions, everyone involved is tested regularly for STD's including HIV and circulates their latest test results at every party." 

But Dianne still isn't satisfied is desperately trying to find a reason to prevent her sister from beginning the training regimen.

So I quickly interject a question, "Do you know anything about consensual Bdsm?"

She is irritated and snaps, "It seems to me that the women are objects, playthings for some man to use and enjoy, no feelings or care, just animalistic rut!"

Shaking my I chide her gently, "That is because you haven't bothered to learn anything about the lifestyle."

Then I explain to Dianne, "First it is a relationship and there is caring. A Master is responsible for the slave's welfare, physically, emotionally and mentally." 

I pause to gauge her reaction then continue, "He has to be in control of himself at all times and in all situations! The slave can totally let go and trust their Master not to do dangerous or insane things."

She seems interested so I continue quickly, "A Master cannot be distracted or allow emotions like anger, rage, lust or jealousy to influence him." 

I quickly continue, "The Bdsm lifestyle is by it's nature symbiotic. The Master appeals to the masochistic side of the slave and the slave appeals to the Master's sadism. The same concept applies to domination and submission." 

Hoping to allay the girls fears I speak sincerely, "Dianne, we don't use the word love to disguise our lust, but we do care deeply about each other and in many cases love does play a part, many Masters and slaves are married."

My explanation continues as I study her face, "And the activities that I describe are only one form of Bdsm, there are many levels, activities and intensities." 

The extreme end of so-called Bdsm is mental cases acting out their fantasies without any consideration regarding their partners safety or welfare.

Then I add, "If it is not consensual then it's forced slavery and that is illegal...and terribly wrong!"

However, Dianne is not convinced and declares, "Well the jerk on the net said that slaves have no rights at all!"

My response is quick and emphatic, "Dianne every human being has the right to live. Also to try and be happy, I have heard the same non-sense myself." 

I continue with, "That was probably started by some guy that wanted to get laid easily and quickly. Or worse an insane individual!"

After quickly jotting down a note I instruct Dianne, "Go to these websites and read, they will help you understand."

Chapter Four

She takes the note and replies with resignation in her tone, "Can we come back tomorrow?"

I reply easily. "Sure, I should be home."

As they leave Dawn smiles demurely at me. She has always been a pleasant young lady and if this works out I might have a 24/7 relationship. With a gorgeous, voluptuous slave! Returning to the playroom I finish the pony. Then suspend it with chains attach it to a hoist so that the height can be adjusted.

That night my friend Larry visits me and I tell him about the twins. 

He advise is a sincere warning, "Watch your ass, I'll bet the first time you smack Dawn's ass, Dianne will freak." 

Then he adds, "And if she calls the cops, then it will cause you all kinds of trouble!"

I response is both resigned and determined, "Yeah,I have thought about that, but I am going to risk it." 

After a pause I add, "Dawn is a sweetheart and I do not want some freak to mess her up."

Larry studies me then says, "You really like this one, don't you?"

I nod then speak, "I really do, she has a good package...brains, looks, body, personality..."

Larry laughs, "I'll be damned, Abe is falling for a slave who would have thought that!"

My reply is delivered with a smile, "Yeah, ok, I just hope it does work out."

Larry answer is sincere, "Yeah me too pard, best of luck with both of them."

The rest of the day I spend hoping that they will return in the morning. However, the next day lunch time rolls around with not a glimpse of them. After I finish my lunch and sit contemplating washing the dishes the door-bell chimes. I eagerly go to the door and there they are. Both are dressed in jeans with tight tee shirts. I ask them to come into the kitchen and we can talk as I wash the dishes. 

As the sink is filling Dawn suddenly asks, "Can I do that for you...sir?"

I am delighted and respond, "Sure young lady."

Then Dianne irritable asks, "She has been reading junk on the internet. Is she really supposed to call you sir?"

My reply is steadfast, "As a submissive she shows her respect by using the correct form of address and if she becomes my slave then she will say Master."

Chapter Five

However, Dianne continues to hammer me, "I read where it is a sign of respect, but I have also read that respect must be earned."

My reply is heartfelt, "There are so many viewpoints expressed on the net that it becomes confusing sometimes. But to me you cannot earn respect on the net." 

After a pause I add, "The only way to earn respect and especially trust is in real life."

Then Dianne asks, "You said there is caring in Bdsm, yet you are going to hurt my sister!"

I look directly into her eyes while saying, "Yes I am" 

Maintaing my gaze I continue, "Because she wants me too and because she needs it. And heightens my sexual excitement."

She thinks about that and slams me with, "And you care?"

I refuse to let the girl get to me and reply, "Absolutely, I will be careful not to cause serious injury." 

Then I continue, "I will inspect her body to make sure that they are not any injuries before a session starts. I will monitor her reactions to the pain and stop if I feel that she might really get hurt and after the session ends, I will calm her and provide her with aftercare."

Dianne seems to be apprehensive as she continues, "Well, what about a safe word."

Sensing that she is accepting defeat I say, "If she wants one then I will allow it, but Dianne no slave has ever needed a safe word with me."

After this she looks relieved but asks, "Can I see your torture stuff?"

My answer is short, "Come with me."

I show her the various things in the room, X-frame, cage, hanging chains, shackles. She examines the pain toys with interest. 

Finally she lifts a riding crop and offers it to me then speaks, "Hit me with this."

That irritates me and I snap, "Hit yourself Dianne!"

I allow my irritation to show while responding, "Dianne you come to me asking for me to dominate your sister! Then you are critical of every aspect of my lifestyle. And yet you are making her decisions, you snap at her when she voices an opinion. You Dianne are the one that is thoroughly dominating your sister"

Before she can speak I continue, "Without fulfilling even one of her needs or even trying to see her side of this matter."

Chapter Six

I ask Dianne to leave the playroom and then say brusquely, "Go home and make another decision for Dawn then let me know what it is. You can phone me the results, Dianne excuse me as I am angry now...so just go home!"

Dianne is looking at me angrily but remains silent as she ushers Dawn out of my house. Then I sit heavily in my chair and think, "Great, you just blew that to hell!"

I do not hear from either of them for four days. Then on the fifth day at about 8:00P.M. the phone rings. 

After the fourth ring I answer and carefully keep my voice flat then hear Dawn's voice say, "Sir can we come to your house?" 

Then adds quickly, "Dianne promises to behave." I am thrilled and agree to Dawn's request.

In a few minutes they arrive, Dianne in jeans and tee-shirt but Dawn is gorgeous. Her hair was loose and her skin glows, the red lipstick, light green eye-shadow with a hint of blush on her lovely dimpled cheeks makes such a beautiful picture. Not to mention my exciting my cock into a raging hard-on!

She is dressed in a short tight skirt rising above her pretty knees and a tight blouse. That bra she is wearing has to be at least one size too small. Her gorgeous tits straining as if they will burst out of it. She is wearing black spiked heels with sheer black stockings. She smiles and waits to be invited inside, as she passes I catch the exciting aroma of her perfume. Dianne enters and sits on the couch with a glum look on her face. I know that will change to agitation in a bit.

Dawn stands watching me as I give my first order, "Dawn kneel here at my feet and cross your ankles."

She takes two steps and sinks gracefully to her knees.

Then I say, "First Dawn we will review your contract of consensual slavery." 

I have placed clauses to cover pain, humiliation, sexual acts along with guarantees of her safety and an cancellation clause that can be used by either party.

After I finish explaining the document, she reads the contract and asks, "May I sign it now, Sir?"

After studying her lovely face, I ask, "You don't have any questions?"

She lowers her eyes as she spoke, "No Sir, I want you to be my Master, if that would please you, Sir."

Dianne shakes her head in disgust as Dawn signs.

Then I speak to Dianne, "Now we will review your contract."

Dianne's voice is shrill as she exclaims, "Excuse me! I don't think so."

My reply is soft, "It is not a slavery contract, it's a non-interference contract."

After a shocked look she snaps, "What!"

My answer is firm, "Unless your sister is in imminent danger, you will not by word, action, deed, facial expression or by any other means interfere with her training."

Chapter Seven

She pauses and then says stubbornly, "I will not sign that!"

Dawn said plaintively, "Sis you promised, please I need this so badly...please Dianne, please."

Dianne deflates and then says with a sigh, "I want to read it." She then reads and signs the paper without another word.

After this I tell Dawn, "Go to the playroom and remove all of your clothing except for the stockings and heels."

In a small voice she says, "I will obey, Master." 

Dianne watchs as Dawn obeys and exits the room. 

Then I tell Dianne, "If you do interfere then I will ask you to leave and continue the session without you." 

A look of helplessness came over face and I could hear the stress that she was feeling.

She responds with plea, "Abe, I love her...she is part of me and if you really hurt her, I will..."

I finished her statement with, "Kill me Dianne?"

Her eyes bore into mine they were as cold as ice as she says emphatically, "Yes Abe, I will kill you!" 

Then she disgustedly shakes her head and goes to join her sister.

I follow Dianne into the room and am astounded by the sight of Dawn's naked and gorgeous body. Her tits, even as large as they are jut out proudly from her body with large erect brown nipples. She has a flat, firm stomach with slight ridges indicating taut muscles. And that beautiful ass swelling out from her waist is maddening! The heels that she is wearing have her calf muscles contracted. And those long legs terminated at a cute pussy devoid of hair.

Chapter Eight

I immediately order Dawn, "Hands behind your head and interlace the fingers with your feet shoulder width apart. That is the inspection position, remember it...now, do not move Dawn!"

She stands motionless as I check all of her joints, applying pressure firmly to every joint see if that causes her pain. 

I made doubly sure by saying, "Dawn if I do anything that causes you pain during the inspection, you will speak immediately."

Her reply is soft and filled with contentment, "I will obey, Master." 

Using my hands I press against her back, stomach and ribcage in various places. In order to humiliate her, I pull her mouth open and check her teeth thoroughly.

I explore her breasts with my hands and lean down and suck a nipple into my mouth as she gasp. Then I twist the nipple on the other breast and feel her quiver. I tightened and loosened my grip on the nipple. Then I feel the nipple in my mouth growing and hardening. Standing upright I move my hand down that flat muscular stomach to her cunt. I slid a finger and she moved against my hand, her cunt is dripping!

After this, I inquire, "Dawn you liked the pain didn't you?"

She replies in an excited voice, "Yes oh yes, I have dreamed and wanted...yes Master I like the pain!" 

I go to my wall locker and got a locking collar then sit in a chair. Then I command Dawn, "crawl to me." Once she is at my feet I make her face away from me and attach the collar then lock it into place.

The she gets an explanation, "Dawn, this is a training collar, it shows only that you are being considered for my service." And it can be removed just as quickly as it was attached."

She turn her head and gave me an apprehensive then speaks earnestly, "I will try very hard to learn and please you, Master."

My response is to reassure this beautiful and trusting young lady, "I am sure that you will prove to be an excellent slave." 

While this is happening I have been watching Dianne out of the corner of my eyes and she is remaining quiet and fairly still.

Chapter Nine

I order Dawn to crawl to a frame set into the floor. Her well rounded ass sways so provocatively that my cock jerks in anticipation! The frame is a simple arrangement made of metal bars similar to gymnastics' parallel bars. There are cuff attachments set at different points on the frame.

When she arrives at the frame I have her stand then attach cuffs to her wrists and ankles. Then I chose a thin flexible switch that had been cut from an hickory branch just two days earlier.

I look at Dianne pointedly and swing the switch downwards. It made a hissing sound as it cut through the air.

Then I speak to Dawn, "I am going to whip you, after each strike you will thank me and say, Master I am your slave." She nods in agreement.

Then I roll her stockings down to her ankles and my first strike lands slightly above the ankles. I use measured, forceful strokes as I move up to her beautiful ass, then my strokes became harder leaving welts as she takes twenty hard strikes. Her ass has glorious red stripes from side to side and it is an intoxicating sight! My erection is so incredibly gorged that is painful. Dawn is crying profusely now as I release and cuddle her, speaking soothingly and quietly.


Dawn & Dianne Practically Identical Twins



I slowly ease Dawn onto her knees and ask, "Have you ever sucked a cock, slave?"

She answers as expected, "No Master," and then quickly adds, "but I want to suck yours! If you will permit me!"

She looks expectantly at me and it is such a rush having this beautiful virgin asking to serve me. 

That thought causes the command to rush out, "Kneel and remove my shorts then take my cock into your hand, I will give you instructions as to what I want." She complies and kneels there with downcast eyes, blushing profusely.

Now I can't keep the excitement out of my voice, "Dawn lick the area around my cock, including the pubic hair and then thoroughly explore my balls with your tongue." 

Then I hear the door slam as Dianne leaves the room. 

If Dawn noticed her sister's departure it does not affect her performance. She moves her tongue, gagging when she began to lick my pubic hair but she pauses only long enough to recover and then restarts. I guide her to the base of my shaft and ordered Dawn to lick up to the tip and clean the precum from it. She begins and I order her to use more tongue and she fully extends that delightful organ then uses it like a mop to cover my shaft. I insert my cock about 2 inches into her mouth and tell her to slowly swirl her tongue around the glans. Then I tell her to part her lips if necessary to allow her to breathe.

Chapter Ten

Even as inexperienced as she is, that tongue coming out of that mouth gets to me! I have deliberately not thrust into her mouth, but that is about to change.

So I warn my new slave, "Dawn, I am going to begin to stroke your mouth. You will have to concentrate and relax your throat muscles, as I want all of my cock inside your mouth and throat." 

She shifts her knees in order to change her position, preparing to perform this new and probably scary task. I decide to make it a little easier for her to deep throat me and move her to the exam table. She lies on her back with her head hanging over the edge as this straightens her throat tunnel. I take my position and reinsert my cock then began to stroke. Slowly at first with my balls brushing against her hair. I cautiously stroke deeper and deeper, while she fails to take all of the eight inches it isn't because of lack of effort.

Her tongue is hungrily exploring my shaft and I am responding, my breathing rate has increased and I begin to sweat profusely. My balls feel as hard as stones and are filling my sac. 

I warn Dawn, "I will cum soon, be ready."

She begins to move her head from side to side and press against my shaft with her pleasing tongue. I begin to cum into her mouth and she swallows too fast causing her to choke. But somehow she manages to control herself and doesn't vomit. She takes every drop and watches my cock after I remove it from her mouth and licks the residual cum as it appears on the tip.

After we rest a bit, I applied an soothing unguent to Dawn's ass and legs. I make her follow me to the bathroom on all fours then hold my cock and caress my ass as I urinate into the bowl. We both remain nude as we entere the living room, with Dawn was still on all fours.

Dianne is sitting in a chair with every molecule of her body exuding disgust.

As I sit and allow Dawn to sit at my feet, Dianne snaps, "Enjoy yourself, Mr. Dominate BDSM Master!"

My reply is blunt, "Either be civil or you will leave my home Dianne!"

However, she is not deterred and snaps again, "Is the Bdsm rut over?"

My answer is angry and hard, "No it is not, goodbye Dianne!"

She looks into Dawn's pleading eyes and seems to deflate then says, "I will be back in the morning."

Dawn answers mildly, "Thank you, I love you Dianne."

I think Dianne has tears in her eyes as she leaves my home. I know that Dawn does. 

Chapter Eleven

Dawn rests her head on my knee and speaks softly, "Master may this one speak, please?"

I answer, "Yes slave."

She thinks and says, "Master, Dianne resents you...no one has ever come between us... and that makes her so afraid."

I reply sincerely, "It is not my desire to cause problems between the two of you."

She responda, "Master you might not believe this...but we share feelings, emotions and we can feel each other's physical pain, even if we are miles apart. Because Dianne is a part of me...but Dianne is not me, Master!"

Adding quickly, "Master please do not give up on me, please allow Dianne the time to adjust and accept me, my lifestyle and you..."

I hesitate a bit and think carefully, then speak, "Slave, I want to own you forever."

She gives me a brilliant smile and nestles her head against me. I lay out Dawns' daily routine, she is forbidden clothes, given daily tasks to perform and then I answer several questions that she has. The tasks included learning about the erogenous areas of a man's' body and writing an essay on safe, sane and consensual Bdsm. Also, I order her to enter different chat-rooms each day and write a report on what she encounters there. 

After I finish, she asks to speak again and I give her permission, "When will Master take my virginity?"

I replied, "I will not take it for a while."

She looks disappointed but doesn't answer. I have her run my bath and wash me then herself. She sleeps on the floor chained to my bed that night. The next morning I have some things to do in town and Dawn asks for permission to enter her favorite chat-room. She wants to visit with a couple of submissive friends. I tell her to complete her tasks and then she can do so.

Chapter Twelve

I am delayed getting back home until after lunch. Due to a glitch in renewing my home owners insurance policy that takes two hours to resolve. When I enter my home I hear Dawn crying, thinking that she has fought with her sister, I steel myself and enter into my den. However, she is sitting at the computer with tears rolling down her face.

I move to her side and ask, "What's wrong with my pretty slave?"

She sniffles and says, "I am so sorry, so sorry...I am stupid." 

Then she begins to cry earnestly and I try to soothe her in order to get an answer. Finally, I have to use my sternest voice and demand an answer.

She is still sniffling as she answers, "He won't let me leave the chatroom!" 

Then she quickly adds, "Dianne got angry and left me alone...oh I'm stupid, so stupid."

My next question comes istantly, "Who is he?"

She says glumly, "The Master that wanted me to be his slave, I told him that you were training me, but he said that you have no rights to me. Because he had me first and I don't have a choice! When I tried to leave he refused to let me go and ordered me to shut my fucking mouth!"

I tell her to move away from the computer then type a nasty message to the jerk and click ignore. Dawn is on her knees with tears were dripping off her chin and speaks plaintively, "Master, I just wanted to learn things to surprise and please you...I knew that he couldn't stop me from leaving!" 

Her head drops lower as she speaks, "But I couldn't do it...I don't like him nor do I want him...but I just could not disobey!"

I know that Dawn is an intelligent, rational and thoughtful young lady. I also know that this is Dawn the submissive speaking from her heart, being totally honest with her Master. That endears this beautiful woman to me. 

Then her head lifts and she pleads, "Beat me with a cane, torture me, I deserve any punishment that you choose, my Master!"

After careful thought I respond, "I will consider your punishment, but first you and I are going to have a little talk." 

I lead her into the playroom and place six bottle caps on the floor, with their serrated edges facing upwards. Three in one spot and three about 2 ½ feet away.

Then I command, "Dawn kneel, make sure your knees completely cover the caps." She kneels and grimaces as the serrated edges dug into her pink flesh.

Then using a reasonable tone I speak, "Dawn the caps will help you focus on my words."

I take my time and say, "Whether it is online or real life here in my home, I am your only Master." I pause then continue, "You will obey and serve only me. If I choose then and only then will you serve others!"

After waiting about five minutes watching the painful look on her face I speak again, "You will always speak respectfully to any dominant as long as they respect you, your role and your Master."

Then I end the conversation with, "If they do not show you respect, then frankly I could care less what you tell them. And I will support you if they complain to me about your words."

I can see that she is miserable, but the painful part of this lesson will have to continue for some time. 

So I speak harshly, "Remain here on your knees until I return, under no circumstances are you to lift your knees...is that clear, slave!"

She answered, "Yes, thank you Master."

Chapter Thirteen

In a few minutes Dianne is at my door am I am not in the mood for her rhetoric.

So my words are curt, "She is in the playroom being punished, limit your visit." She gives me a look of pure hatred as she charges by me.

She returns in a few minutes and speaks harshly, "I will be back!"

She exits my home and walked determinedly up the street. As I watch her amazed at how physically they are so identical and yet emotionally so opposite. A sudden thought occurs, "That girl would a formidable enemy and I feel sorry for the person that tries to dominate her in any way!"

I check on Dawn from time to time to ensure that she her knees are not being damaged. And that beautiful slave does not ask to be allowed to lift her knees away the caps that are causing her so much pain! But she does ask piteously several times for my forgiveness. 

I know "trained slaves" that needed to take lessons from Dawn.

After two hours I enter the room and gently help her stand. She moves awkwardly as her knees are stiff and sore. I forgive her and she clings to me as she cries her heart out. 

Dianne rings the bell and I ask her inside. I politely ask her to wait in the kitchen and surprisingly she did not argue. Presently as Dawn regains her composure she asks to speak. 

When I give her my approval she asks, "Master can you ask Dianne to come in here and then may I speak freely to both of you?" 

With a bit of apprehension I agreed.

Once Dianne entered the room and takesa seat, Dawn speak earnestly, "I am very sorry Master and Dianne to speak this way, but I am being torn apart by the two of you! Now I want both of you to shut the hell up and listen to me!" I was shocked, so was Dianne.

Then Dawn charges headlong into a tirade, "Dianne I need you and love you, dammit, Master I need you, too and my love for you is growing...but what I do not need is the both of you to be at each other's throats!"

With an angry shake of her head she adds, "Dianne today I needed you and you got so angry, then left me alone! Master please try to see Dianne's side of this...she loves me Master...and she doesn't want to lose me, to you or Bdsm or anything else!"

Then she pointedly looks at Dianne and says, "Look at him...he is my Master, Dianne...my Master...he cannot nor will he ever replace you as my sister!"

She continue in a rush, "Now Dianne let him be my Master, don't interfere...I love the things that he does to me and he is going to take my virginity soon" 

Then with a serene look she says, "Dianne, I have never felt so safe and secure as when Master whipped me and then gently applied the ointment to my back...I felt so warm and safe and good!"

Dianne has a stricken look on her face that Dawn ignores and speaks, "And Master stop being so grouchy with my sister, give her a little time Master and she will accept us...please Master."

Dawn ends the tirade and lapses back into her submissive role and speaks pleadingly," I am so sorry to speak to you in that manner, please forgive me." 

I am so proud of Dawn that I could burst, she is a true submissive but does not hesitate to fight for the people she wants, needs or loves.

Chapter Fourteen

I give Dawn a bear-hug and kiss her cheek. Then I hear from Dianne, "Dawn, can I have a hug?" I release Dawn and she grasps Dianne around her shoulders, I can see Dawn's biceps contract as she squeezes her twin. 

After a few minutes I make a snap decision and say, "Dawn groom, fix your make-up, dress in that tight blouse, stockings and heels. Do not wear any underwear and when you are finished bring me the clit stimulator along with its remote control." 

After the stimulator is in place dress, I tell her to wear the short black skirt. 

Dawn looks at me quizzically, so I add, "We are going to dinner at that Italian place and Dianne you are welcome to join us." I saw a fleeting smile flash across Dawn's face.

Dianne accepts gracefully, although I am sure that she disliked the no underwear and stimulator ideas. We arrive at the restaurant just before 9:00 PM and I chose a booth for us.

I take a breath and give Dawn an order, "Remove your heels and spread your legs, so that anyone may view your cunt. You will adjust your ass as necessary to ensure they get the best view."

Dawn lowers her head and speaks softly, "Yes Master."

Dianne's mouth is open as she looks at me. I return her gaze without changing my expression. If she goes ballistic then we will cause a scene and probably get us kicked out of the restaurant. But I will not going to back down.

But Dianne makes Herculean effort to stay calm and says to Dawn, "Daw, I am sorry but I will call a cab and go home. Call me when you get back to Abe's house...ok Daw?"

Dawn nods miserably and says, "I love you, Dianne."

Dianne gives her a hug and a quick kiss then caps it with a gorgeous smile as she goes to the payphones. I turn the stimulator to its lowest setting and began to converse with my beautiful slave. Her conversation is incoherent at times as the vibrations tweak her clit. I notice her shift her ass several times to accommodate a viewer.

Then I add another command, "Dawn when you shift your ass, smile at your admirer." She gives me a quick nod of assent.

Chapter Fifteen

I increase the speed of the stimulator and Dawn is struggling not to squirm. Then I speak, "Dawn you may squirm and moan if you desire."

She turns beet red and exclaims, "If that would please Master, I will do 

it." 

But I add to her torment, "Oh no, that was not an order, I just thought you might like to do those things." 

She gives me a resentful look but says humbly, "Thank you Master."

She is having a moral dilemma, after years of being taught not to do just what she is doing. But she desperately wants to squirm, cry out and have an orgasm, but she doesn't have my permission to fulfill those needs. And I love every second of her discomfort.

I smile and say, "You aren't eating, this lasagna is the best I have eaten in a long time." 

She does not seem to have heard me, so I spoke in a low but harsh voice,

"Dawn you are to eat your food, begin now!" 

She resignedly begins to eat, probably thinking that her torment will never end.

I increase the setting on the clit stimulator to its highest level and Dawn's distress is instantly magnified. She pretends to be shifting her position on the bench. But I know that she wants to get her ass off the seat and use her fingers in that very desirable cunt! When she puts the last bite of food in her mouth, I suddenly lean across the table and say, "cum Dawn, cum now!"

The food falls out of her mouth onto that pretty blouse and she claps a hand over her mouth to silence the moan that accompanies the orgasm. I watch intently as she has an intense orgasm, the veins pop out on her forehead. Her hands clenched tightly into fists and she squeezes those gorgeous thighs together as tightly as possible. After the orgasm subside she leaned back and I see that she glistening sweating on her face. 

I grabone of her hands and it was trembling as while asking, "Are you alright, dear?" A server comes over and asks the same question. 

With an amused look on my face I say, "Oh it is ok, she just had her first orgasm!" Dawn's face flushes a brilliant red again.

The waitress does not reply and quickly cleans up the mess that Dawn has made, then walks away disgustedly. Dawn's blouse has a large red stain between those lovely boobs.

Chapter Sixteen

On the way home Dawn studiously stares through the windshield. I continue my conversation and she responds only when necessary. 

But when we got home she says "thank you Master, I have never been so embarrassed, but that experience fulfilled a deep seated need in me...and that orgasm...or cum...was so awesome, thank you again, Master." The next day I bought Dawn another blouse.

In the days that followed I noticed that Dawn seemed distracted and perplexed. I had an idea as to what she was experiencing. But I decided to wait and see if she would breach the subject to me. 

It took her two weeks but one day she asked to speak and I gave her permission, "Master, I am on an emotional roller-coaster." after a pause she thoughtfully adds, "I will be in great spirits and then not one hour later I will be in the dumps...what is wrong with me, Master."

I reply with a query, "Dawn do you wish to postpone or cancel training?" She replied hastily, "No Master, absolutely not!"

So I continue, "I have seen slaves go through similar circumstances, you are having difficulty making the transition to real life slavery. Thinking you are a slave is one thing, but when you are whipped, used, humiliated in real life it can be a shock and that will require a period of adjustment. Once you make the mental and emotional adjustments then you will embrace slavery, and that will stabilize your emotions." 

I smiled and say, "Don't worry Dawn, we will keep moving forward with your training. I have spoken to many slaves that say once they truly accepted slavery as their way of life, they felt free for the first time in their lives."

I hold her for a while then check her ass and legs then schedule a session for that night. I am not going to let her brood about the situation. Dianne comes over and chats with us for a while. She emphatically informs me that tonight's session would be carried on in her absence. However she does ask if Dawn will ever be allowed to wear clothes, again. 

I reply with a negative response. After she leaves I ask Dawn, "Why is she going to be absent, slave?"

Dawn smiles and says, "She has a date...I think that she wants me to be jealous, the guy is not her type at all Master."

I think to myself, "I hope he doesn't try anything, she might break his arm or something!"

Chapter Seventeen

Larry had called a couple of times and sent emails inquiring about the twins, so I phoned and invited him over that evening.

I Dawn her instruction, "I want you in stockings, heels and nothing else, with your cosmetics applied meticulously. I have a good friend that will join us tonight, he is to be called Sir and treated deferentially."

I have her prepare a tray of snacks and then take a hot bubble bath.

After the bath her skin is radiant and she smellsof lavender. I could see that she was troubled about something, so I inquired, "Are you upset Dawn?"

She hesitates and then admits, "Master, I am afraid..."

My query comes quickly, "Of what slave?"

She replies, "That I may not be able to perform for your friend. You know take his penis in my mouth!"

That remark piqued my curiosity and I inquire, "Why not my slave?'

She hangs her head in shame as the words come out, "It would be like being disloyal to you. I know thatyou will command it bit I don't know..." 

I caress one those gorgeous globes and find the nipple then began squeeze then twist harshly. 

My voice is gruff as I issue an ultimatum, "Slave, you will not embarrass me! You will perform as ordered, when ordered without hesitation or any reservations! Dawn you are mine to be used as I please...as a fucktoy, pain-slut, cock whore, maid or to paint my damn house if I say so"




Dawn & Dianne Practically Identical Twins



As I speak, my fingers increase the pressure on her nipple and I continue, "Dawn, I can make you fear me and if necessary, I will do precisely that!"

She has a fearful look on her face and sniffles, but bows her head and begs for forgiveness. Then I give her a command, "You will continue the preparations for tonight and you will not speak again until I give you permission. When you pass in front of me you will turn and face me, then you will bow from the waist and you will keep your head down for five seconds."

She immediately bows with a look of apprehension on her face. But her contract had a specific clause that covered her usage by others at my discretion and it also has an "exit" clause if she wants to utilize it.

While I hoped that she did not cancel the contract, I would not allow her to "Dominate from the bottom." There can only be one Master and that was my role. I got a riding crop from my toy locker and would keep it at hand until the session started, just in case she forgets her latest orders.

Chapter Eighteen

Dawn continues to prepare for tonight, but I can tell she was miserable. When it was time for Larry to arrive, I had Dawn on her knees in the living room. With her knees spread widely apart and her hands behind her head. 

Larry rings the bell and I open the door, he notices Dawn instantly and says, "Abe, you are right about this one...damn what a beauty!"

Dawn removes her hands and touched her forehead to the floor as I had instructed her earlier. When I ordere her to rise, she stands and waits. When Larry has taken a seat, I nod to Dawn and she moves to stand in front of him. Her hips swayed sexily as walked, she stops about two feet away from Larry and assumes the inspection stance.

He slides his hands over her body lightly and I see her shiver. 

He moves his fingers to her cunt and begins to slide them along her labia. She become rigid, fighting her body's demand to respond..

Si I bark, "Slave stop resisting my friends touch!" With a very obvious effort she relaxes and began to move with his fingers.

She blushes when Larry says, "Abe she is dripping," and then laughs.

I had told Larry about her being cherry and he inquires, "Popped her hymen yet, old buddy?"

I replied, "Not yet, I want that to be special."

He asks Dawn, "Slave do you want Master to rip your cherry and make you a complete slave."

She looks at me and I gave her permission to speak. I almost laugh at her discomfort as she replies, "It is my greatest wish, Sir."

He continues to needle her and says, "Are you going to move your ass and take Master's cock completely?" She can't answer but nods that yes she will.

Larry smiled and said, "You love this don't you slut, nude, being touched and embarrassed to death."

She lowers her head and tears roll down her face as she replies, "Yes I do...I have needed this for so long...thank you Sir?"

Chapter Nineteen 

I send her to the playroom and tell her to lie on my exam table facing upwards and wait. She sways out of the room, I loved the way her ass-cheeks move when she walks.

Larry asks me, "Ok what are the rules for tonight?"

My answer thrills him, "you can have mouth as many times as you like." 

He rolled his eyes and said, "Woohoo, it's not often that

I get something that looks that damn good!"

He studies me and says, "Abe you have got it bad for this one, don't you?"

I answer frankly, "Yes I do, Larry I have never felt this way about any woman!"

He lowers his voice and says with insight, "Listen buddy, I will forgo the pleasures that her body offers rather than upset you." I am very lucky in that I have a friend like this man. 

I shake my head and respond, "No Larry, you saw the way she responded, her body can't lie...earlier today she expressed some doubts about serving someone else. But I have to show her that she not only will serve as I command, she will also enjoy it."

Then I needle Larry a bit, "And I want you to have something that you couldn't possibly get on your own!"

He snorts, "Oh really, well when I walk in with a perfect beauty queen you will eat those words!"

We join Dawn in the playroom and she is lying as ordered, I have her scoot her ass to the edge of the table. Larry and I secure her wrists and then bend her legs until the soles of her feet are against the table frame. We place shackles on her ankles and bind them rigidly into place. I take strong paper clamps that are 2 ½ inches wide and apply four to her labia, two per side. Then I take a string and tie them to her legs, spreading her cunt lips in order to give us an unrestricted view.

Larry retrieves a bag of clothes pins and we decorate her tits, neck, lips and nose. Larry is able to get two pins on one of her nipples when I stretched it enough. We tried different arrangements of pins, searching for the perfect body décor. Dawn tries to remain still but when a hard pull or twist occurs she will flinch and gasp. Once we find the correct arrangement, I take pictures of that arousing scene. Later I will transfer them to the computer and Dawn can have a slave album for everyone to see.

Larry in the meantime has prepared a pitcher of melted wax and brings it to the table. I lift the container and pour it down her exposed gash, I deliberately pour extra wax on her clit. She gives a loud cry as the hot wax burns her mucous tissue and I tell Larry to get a gag. He returns with a ball gag and I place it behind her teeth then buckle it securely. I know she will begin to drool which will add to her embarrassment and discomfort.

I continue to add wax until her cunt is thoroughly covered.

I take a string flogger and whip the clothes pins off her body. She is moaning in pain and ecstasy now. Larry keep shifting positions and I know that his cock is hard.

Chapter Twenty

Larry briskly flogs her tits and thighs leaving lovely red stripes, Dawn moans and squirms. She thrust her cunt upwards in a silent plea for him to strike her pussy. Larry obliges with 25 vicious strikes, the leather strands cutting into her vagina. 

After the whipping is completed I ask my friend, "Doesn't her mouth look inviting?"

With a whoop and grin his reply is, "Hell, yes!"

. I order Dawn, "Remove his cock from his trousers."

She grimaces but complies and holds it reluctantly.

I allow her to see my irritation while emphatically telling the lovely slave, "Bitch, you know what to do! Now do not make tell you again!"

With a frightened look she begins to stroke him and with another look at me begins to lick his cock.

He leans forward and begins to roughly twist her nipples and her response is immediate. The pain in her nipples is arousing and she begins to give Larry an enthusiastic blow job. She forces his cock down her throat and face fucks herself. As her head bobs faster Larry grips the edge of the table.

Then Larry grunts a command, "Suck me you slut!" Dawn grunts out a reply.

Larry suddenly slammed his groin into her mouth and demands, "Make me cum you gorgeous piece of fuckmeat!"

She pushes her head onto his cock until she begins to gag as Larry's body stiffens. I can tell that Larry is pumping his hot cum into herthroat. She continues to suck until his cock is fully deflated.

Chapter Twenty-One

Larry's face is flushed and dripping sweat as he steps back then says, "Abe you have got yourself a high quality piece of fuck-meat there! That is a very pleasing mouth that you own."

I lift her head by the hair and say, "A Master just complimented you, thank him now!" Dawn manages to croak, "Thank you Sir."

I feign anger and demand, "No..no bitch, reply properly to his compliment you ungrateful cunt!"

She stares at me while saying. "Thank you Sir, I am glad that you enjoyed fucking my mouth and I grateful that you allowed me to serve you with my mouth, also."

I relent and tell the girl, "That was better, do not fail again fuckmeat." 

She gives me a apprehensive promise. Then I have Dawn fetch a bowl of warm water and soap, tell her to then wash Larry's cock and balls.

I then tell Dawn to get into a tub of warm water and remove the wax.

Larry and I go into the kitchen and as we eat the snacks, our discussion turns to the next party.

I make a decision and pass it to Larry, "Since the next party is scheduled here. I am going to deflower Dawn that night and then use her as entertainment for the evening."

Larry answers, "Abe, I know the club's rules about new slaves, but are you sure that you want to do this?" 

My reply reflects a promise that I made, "I agreed to the rules and how would it look if I backed out...no, the rules will be obeyed."

Larry says uncertainly, "I hope you can handle it!" I did not reply but he was right, it was going to be a difficult thing to do.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Larry gets my thoughts redirected by changing the subject, "Listen that new guy, Fred...he is a major problem." 

Grateful of the new direction I ask, "How so, Larry?"

He responds seriously, "Well he borrowed Steven's girl for the evening, you know the brunette with the great legs"

I nod as he continues, "He brought her back beaten black and blue, front and back! And he also mixed some stuff and coated her pussy with it, he called it a warming mixture, but she could barely walk for three days."

This is alarming and I quiz Larry, "Anyone talk to him?" 

Larry shook his head as he answers, "Steven called me and wanted me to stay with the slave, while he found Fred and beat the shit out of him!"

Larry continues without a pause, "I told Steve to calm down and let me handle it."

Larry takes a breath and adds, "Well I found his punk ass and told him that he would be blackballed out of the club and probably get his ass kicked, if he pulled anything like that again"

I ask, "What was his reaction?"

Larry sneers, "He is a punk coward, a real bad-ass with a woman but scared shitless when facing a man that's ready to fuck him up!"

I said, "Well hell call for a vote, all it takes is five members to blackball him and he is out on his ass."

Larry sighs and says, "Can't Abe, no blood, no scars, no permanent injury...but you can bet your ass that is going on the agenda for the next committee meeting." 

He has a pained look as he says, "We fucked up Abe, when we made the rules...we assumed that the concept of SSC would be followed...we were wrong."

I think about it and have to agree, "Yeah, we left a gap and let a snake crawl through."

The conversation continues but we both knew that one mental case could totally devastate the club. Larry leaves after the snacks are gone and I check on Dawn to find that she is still picking wax from her pussy. I read her daily reports and made notes on the things that I want changed or reported with more detail.

Chapter Twenty-Five

She enters the den looking radiant and smelling so good. I motion for her to join me and she approaches then kneels looking at me for a moment before lowering her gaze.

I speak, "Dawn tomorrow there will be a club party and you will lose your virginity, I will take it." She seems excited but does not speak.

I continue, "Then you will serve as entertainment, you may be used by anyone in any hole." A look of fear crosses her face and she starts to speak but then changes her mind.

After a bit I add, "Two of the Master's have large cocks and they will stretch you...the Domme's will want you to service them with your tongue. And some of them may use a strap-on in your cunt, ass-hole or even your mouth."

Now she is beginning to tremble and cry, but she has to be informed, "You will be spanked, whipped, clamped, twisted, hair pulled...your cunt and ass-hole are going to be so sore, your jaws will ache and your body will throb in pain."

She is crying openly as I finish, "And you will continue to please until the last drop of cum is spurted into you." 

As an afterthought I say, "Your safe-word for that night is Red, if you have to say, make it loud."

I can see by the look on her face that she is really scared, now. Normally, I do not assign safe-words but after the talk with Larry, I feel it might be a good idea. I make her repeat the word several times until she reachs the proper volume.

Chapter Twenty-Six

I lead her to my bed and chain her ankles to the frame, she is lying face down.

Then ask, "Have you read about rimming or rim jobs?" 

She quickly replies, "Yes Master."

I roll over onto my stomach and tellher to practice rimming me for a couple of hours. She begins licking and kissing my ass cheeks as she massages my flesh with a delicate touch. She enters my crack without hesitation and takes her time, exploring the full length of the crevice. 

When she arrived at my anus, she becomes aggressive with her tongue. Probing, licking, attempting to penetrate my ass hole, all the while making delicious grunting sounds. She places one hand under my stomach and pushs upwards until I am obliged to lift my hips. Then she grasps my cock and began to stroke it.

She is moving her head to change the angle that her tongue is contacting my anus. I feel her other hand caress my balls and she begins stroking me rapidly. I make her slow the strokes as I want to enjoy the sensations of her combined mouth, tongue and hands to last.

I manage to last for a few more minutes then I feel my cock begin to throb and know that my orgasm will be coming soon. I flip over onto my back and she takes my cock into her hot, sweet mouth and began to lavish it with licks and swirls with that supple tongue. My balls tighten and she grabs the base of my cock with one hand, while strongly lifting my ass with the other.

As I begin to cum she slurps nosily and makes a low throaty growl. She takes every drop of my semen and even after I withdrew from her mouth, she keeps her eyes glued to the head of my cock. She does not want to miss any of my sperm.

Then Dawn speaks softly, "Thank you, my Master." Then she begins to clean me.

As I turned away she speaks urgently, "Master, please."

I tell her to speak and she says pleadingly, "Master you are going to be my first, aren't you?" 

My heart goes out to her as I reply, "Yes baby, I will be the first." 

She asks for permission to call Dianne and afterwards sleeps in my bed.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The slaves arrived the next afternoon to help set up the party. They prepare food, clean the house and move a bed into the playroom. 

I have them set the bed near rings that are attached to the wall. Larry arrives an hour later. He tells me that Fred has promised to behave himself. He also says that if I can't let them have Dawn. He will support me even if it means getting blackballed himself.

I thank him sincerely but remain adamant about going through with the party. Shortly before the party is to start the slaves bring Dawn for my inspection. She is stunning wearing a sheer white teddy with matching heels. The bra has her breasts constricted and they bulge against each other. The panties are pulled tightly into her gash and the cheeks of her ass. She wears a locking collar around her neck, with four rings.

I have them chain her collar to the ring set into the wall with a single chain. Her make-up is heavily applied and gives her a definite whorish look. A slave approaches me and waits for my attention.

After I acknowledge her with, "Yes?" 

She replies, "Sir the teddy is made of silk and will rip easily."

I answered, "Thank you, everyone did a good job today, I will inform your Masters of that." 

She bows her head and speaks, "Thank you kind Sir, by your leave." I allow her to depart.

I sit on the bed and talk with Dawn, she said Dianne would not come tonight. As we speak I can tell that she is afraid of everything that was going to happen, real and imagined. She also has found that the fear is thrilling. She is also excited and when I check her vagina it was wet.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

As the guests arrive, I received compliments about my new acquisition. After everyone has a non-alcoholic drink in their hands I make the announcement."Attention...thanks for coming, I hope that you enjoy the evening. That beautiful slave chained to my bed does not have a slave name as yet, but she will respond to Dawn. And folks she is cherry!"

That is received with differing responses from "wow" to disbelief.

As I continue, "Per club rules, I will use her pussy first and then she will be offered as entertainment to all!"

That brings on, "Wow, right on, oh hell yeah" and applause.

A slave is assigned to assist Dawn by acting as a fluffer, to entice hard cocks and clean her cunt or ass as needed. Also she will keep her cosmetics and hair up to par. She takes her place kneeling by the bed.

I approach the bed and pull Dawn onto her feet. I rip every shred of that sexy teddy from her body leaving only her heels. I force her head face down onto the bed and have the slave fetch a crop then I harshly apply ten strokes to her back. I grab her legs and twist them until she lies on her back. Then I push her legs apart and began to slide the head of my cock along her slit. My precum lubricating the entrance of that desirable cunt.

She is rigid but she whispers in my ear, "Master, I will not allow my pain to lessen your pleasure." 

My lust is raging as I begin to inch into that virgin hole. I push her legs farther apart and continue to drive deeper. She gasps and jerks when her hymen gave way to my invading cock. That seems to relax her a bit and I feel her fingers caressing my back.

She whispers again, "Master show me what to do, please."

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Using my hands I pushed her legs around my thighs and began to manipulate her ass to squirm and pump. Her tongue is in my mouth writhing and pushing against my tongue. She reaches down and gently pull my hands away from her twisting, pumping hips and places them on her nipples. I began to tweak and twist them as her ass began to move jerkily but developing into rhythmic thrusts that delights my pumping cock. My balls are slapping against the crack of her asshole with every down stroke.

She drops her legs and places her heels behind my knees. Her back is arched as she strongly meets my strokes. Her tongue is doing a furious fluttering dance inside my mouth. Our lips part long enough to take a breath and then reconnect brutally. I feel that her fear has vanished and has been replaced by animalistic lust. We are both gasping for breath and our kissing became intermittent. 

She said throatily, "Cum in me, spurt Master, complete my slavery!"

I get the familiar feeling and my desire grows more intense as my balls ready themselves. My cock is so hard and throbbing, I continue to pound her pussy as she responds energetically. 

As my cum spurts into her, I order her to cum. She slams her cunt into me and arches her back then clings to me. Sweat is flowing freely from our bodies as we satiate our lust.

She shivers and relaxes, I release her and take a deep breath. I stroke her hair and said, "You are now my slave, welcome to my home."

Tears form in her eyes but she does not speak. I realize the room is absolutely still and quiet. 

Suddenly Larry says, "Anybody want a refill?" That breaks the moment and conversation restarts. 

That night those horrible, evil, uncaring, Bdsmer's do not use Dawn for vaginal sex. She is exposed to everything else, but not one of them touches her pussy. I have to gag her when Jim, a Master with a horse cock reams her ass. I watch in fascination as a Domme places a dildo mask on Dawn's face and makes her use it in the Domme's pussy.

She is not as comfortable with another female, one of the Domme's tells me that she might never be. But she doesnot balk at anything they tell her to do. Sometimes she is clumsy and awkward but she tries.