2 comments/ 29689 views/ 6 favorites Maids Turnaround By: cliptoe A rough breakup with her abusive now ex-boyfriend left Lauren alone, no home, no belongings, no confidence, no job, no money. Sitting in the coffee shop with the classified adds mostly crossed out with the red X's after fruitless calls, she lowered her sights and ego, and looked at openings for live in maids. At least she would have a place to live, make some money, save it, and hopefully be able to get back on her feet. One add caught her eye because it started with "Attractive career woman seeks live in maid to clean and help run my mansion." Why would anyone put "attractive" in their add? It gave Lauren goose bumps for several reasons, but she dialed the number anyway. A throaty but melodic voice answered, "Hello?" "Yes, I am inquiring about your add for a live in maid." "Do you have any experience, any references?" "No, but I am a very hard worker, very conscientious, motivated, and a very quick learner." "So, what you're saying is your broke, and need a job desperately. How old are you, what do you look like?" Odd questions thought Lauren before she said what the hell and answered, "I am 24, 5'10", blonde with a very fit body (throwing that in just to see if her tease worked). "Very nice, well I suppose I could give you a shot, can you come right over for an interview?" "Yes, I am free to come as soon as you like," responded Lauren, getting excited. After hearing the address, and checking the bus routes, she found her way to the "mansion". Holy shit thought Lauren, one person lives in this place? It is huge, how could I possibly keep it clean all by myself? She pushed the locked entry gate screen, and was surprised by the lovely face she saw in the screen. She gave her name and that she was there for an interview. She heard the buzzer and walked through the smaller side gate. It seemed to take forever to walk that long, winding, tree lined driveway, but finally made it to the front door, and rang that bell. She laughed to herself as the bell reminded her of an old scary movie, and wondered if a hunchback was going to open the door. She was taken aback by the lovely woman who opened the door for her. She didn't realize she was standing, staring at this lovely blonde, in a skin tight, very short skirt, with hot black nylons, heels, and a blouse so tight and sheer, Lauren thought she could see hard nipples through it. "So are you coming in, or just going to stand there in the doorway checking me out?" "Oh, sorry", Lauren lowered her head and walked into the house, hearing the door close behind her. She stood waiting to be told where to go, for it seem a very long time. She turned her head to find this woman now checking her out, like a piece of meat hanging at the butcher shop. She was taken aback at this brazen woman's actions, but bit her lip and said nothing. She knew the woman would like what she saw. Lauren used to be a fitness instructor at a health club before her life went south due to all the problems that abusive bum of a boyfriend had caused her. She kept her hair short to show off her beautiful face with high cheek bones. She wore her only outfit left, short skirt that showed off her totally toned and beautifully long legs, and her tight red, low cut sweater, that hugged her full round breasts. On a lark, she decided to play along in the "once over" game and pushed her tits out, arching her back, to show off her tight, round ass, and super small waist. "Very lovely indeed" said the woman, in almost a musky voice. Come in to the sitting room where we can talk. Lauren followed her into a lovely, bright room, with wonderful, huge windows letting in all the light the room needed. She walked over to the opposite couch from where the lady sat, and noticed the strange art around the room. Paintings and objects (some clay, some wood carved, and others of materials Lauren did not know) all of which were of women, mostly nude, and most all with some sort of bondage. Lauren felt a little uncomfortable at all this, especially when she saw how far up the woman's skirt had hiked once she sat down across from her. As she explained the duties expected of her, and how the living and wage details were to be, Lauren had to keep trying to keep her attention to the words, rather than looking up this woman's legs. Lauren had only been with another woman once, as a teen, on an overnight stay with her best friend, after too many glasses of her parent's wine. But this woman seemed to be almost insisting she look between her legs, for Lauren could swear that skirt was moving up her thighs on it's own, and the woman was actually slowly spreading her legs further apart. "Did you hear me?" asked the woman loudly, "I asked you what your name is." Lauren shook her head to get out of her "trance", "Lauren, M 'am, Lauren is my name." "That is a beautiful name Lauren." "My name is Rickey, my dad wanted a boy." "So, Lauren, the job is yours if you would like it." "Oh Yes, M ' am" Lauren heard herself say. Ok, I will show you to your room, where you can change and get started. It was a lovely little room, with a flat screen tv, a double bed with warm, cushy comforters and pillows, and once again, plenty of daylight through copious windows. Lauren noticed the flimsy little maid's outfit and wondered why there was panties and a bra also laid out. "There is your complete uniform, please go ahead and change so I can get you started. Lauren waited a few seconds for the woman to leave, but it appeared she had no intention of doing so. "Do I have to tell you again?" said Rickey in a loud, firm voice. "No, M ' am" said Lauren and she reluctantly started to undress. She felt very vulnerable as she took off her clothes, a bit uncomfortable to say the least, but then there was a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach as she removed her bra and let her full, round breasts fall freely. She could feel Rickey's eyes staring at her lovely breasts, and was a bit embarrassed and confused when she felt her nipples harden. "A bit chilly in here my dear?" smiled Rickey. "No M ' am, just not used to undressing in front of another woman. "Well, get used to it, it is part of your job now." Lauren wondered what the hell that meant, but continued to undress, slipping out of her skirt and panties, now standing completely nude in front of her Mistress. She felt herself get a bit moist when she heard Rickey's uncontrolled gasp as she surveyed Lauren's gorgeous body. She began to get into it a bit and sort of put on a little show as she put on her new sheer bra, and oh my, crotchless panties! (What am I getting myself into? She thought). "Here, let me help you with the clasp on your bra" said Rickey not waiting for an answer she moved behind Lauren and clasped the bra, letting her hand slip to Lauren's front and caressing her now rock hard nipples. Lauren thought this bitch is used to getting everything she wants, that could be a problem. Just then, Lauren felt the caress change to a hard pinching of her nipples, "Ouch! That hurt! Stop it!" "It's supposed to hurt, now follow me to your first room." Lauren wasn't sure about her decision at this point, but having no where else to turn, she gave in and followed. The room was down a narrow staircase off the sitting room, she watched Rickey's ass sway as she walked down the steps in the hot, tight skirt, and found herself wondering what it would be like to slide that off her firm ass. Her little reverie was starkly interrupted by the stark lights Rickey turned on in the "new" room. Lauren was aghast, it was a veritable torture chamber she had seen in that old Edgar Allen Poe movie she saw as a frightened little girl. "Step over here" was the command she heard, and lost in her own world of fear, excitement, and confusion, she followed the command. She saw Rickey pick up what looked like a leather riding crop, and was astounded when Rickey used it on her, slapping it across her butt. "Come over here now slave," was Rickey's harsh command, pointing to a large pole with handcuff hanging from a chain from the top. Lauren balked, all of a sudden all the physical and mental abuse she had taken from her ex came crashing into her brain. She cracked, and with a strength she didn't know she had, she reached out and with one powerful stroke ripped Rickey's blouse completely off, and threw it to the ground. As Rickey stood there aghast, her mouth wide open as were her eyes, before she could even do anything, the fireball that was now Lauren, took the crop from her hand, and started whipping her now exposed back. She recoiled and tried to slink away, but Lauren would have non of that. Lauren grabbed Rickey by both wrists and dragged her, screaming, to the same pole Rickey had ordered her to. She reached up, grabbed the hand cuffs, and before Rickey could say a word, hand cuffed her to the pole, pulled the tension part of the chain, to raise Rickey to her veritable toe tips, hanging, exposed from the whipping pole. Lauren did not know or care what was going on inside her. She spun Rickey around so her bare breasts were now exposed, and began whipping them with the crop, unmercifully. She felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter with each blow, and Rickey's whimpers made her even wetter. "How do you like this bitch! You think you are going to do this to me? No way! The tables are now completely turned, and you are now my slave, and you will love every bit of pain I throw your way, and ask for more.!" The forceful tenor of Lauren's voice was new to her, but she loved the sound of it, and especially loved the look of terror and submission on Rickey's face. Drunk with her new power, Lauren dished blow after blow on Rickey's heaving breasts, turning them bright red, with welts, and little trickles of blood. Seeing another chain on a hook on the whipping pole, Lauren leaned over to grab it. She made sure to rub her hard nipples across Rickey's whimpering face, and watched her try to grab them with her mouth, making sure to keep them just out Rickey's reach. The other chain was attached to some sort of clamp at either end. Lauren figured these must be those nipple clamps she had only heard about. She took one and pinched the one end to spread the other end that had small points on the inside of the pads, looking like little tacks. She grinned as she realized how much these would hurt when she put them on Rickey's bursting nipples. She grabbed one of Rickey's breasts, and felt her try to fight. Lauren's new power and old strength from all the years as a fitness instructor, made it no match for Rickey to even try to fight, so she slumped, and awaited her due. Lauren held the opened clamp over one of Rickey's nipples. "You planned on using these on me didn't you?" Not hearing an answer, she placed the clamp on Rickey's nipple and almost came when she heard the shrieks of pain from Rickey. She then clamped the second on the other nipple, and did a little dance around the now crying, slumping Rickey, whipping her with the crop, watching her recoil from each blow. A strange thing was happening to Lauren, as she felt herself enjoying whipping Rickey with the crop. At first, she thought it was just her anger, from the built up years with her ex, and then this crazy bitch thinking she was going to start the abuse all over again. But what Lauren was beginning to feel was a warm, tingling sensation throughout her entire body, enjoying not just the power she was feeling, but that she could sense Rickey was somehow enjoying being whipped, being under Lauren's control. This sense of power was quite intoxicating and very erotic as she became aware of her own pussy beginning to drip with a constant flow of her arousal juices. She began to take more care in her blows, making sure to hit Rickey in her most private spots. "Crack" at one her clamped nipples, "Crack" at her now exposed pussy. "Please....." moaned Rickey. "Please what!?!" screamed Lauren. "pppplease dddddont stop" moaned Rickey. Rickey was also entering into new a totally different territory. She had always been in command, doing the whipping, making her maids be slaves to her dominance. It had always been that way, but now she wondered at that little empty feeling she had been noticing before the last maid left so abruptly. Of course she had still got wet at dealing out the punishments, and cum with tremendous force (she thought) when she had her slaves do her bidding. But now, with Lauren taking over, and turning the tables on her, she was confused, a bit angry, but also wondering at this new feeling of letting go, and feeling what seemed to be a very large orgasm working in her body. Oh yes, it hurt, but there was so much more. With each new blow, more of her pussy juices began to run down her leg. At first, she tried to hide this from Lauren, but she sensed a change in Lauren too, as Lauren kicked her legs wide open, so she could see Rickey's juices flow. Lauren seem to be getting even hotter, and her eyes had almost an erotic glaze over them, as if she was lost in her world of fantasy vs reality, dreams becoming passionate, erotic realities. Rickey saw Laurens eyes move around her chamber, and see all the sexual toys/devices in the chamber. Her face radiated, like a kid in a candy store as she peered around the room. Her first choice was the leg spreading bar, which she grabbed and told Rickey to bend over and attach the clamps to her ankles, spreading her legs as wide apart as they could physically go. Her inner thighs were now rivers of her pussy juices. Lauren then grabbed the cuffs and pulled Rickey's arms roughly behind her, and cuffed her hands behind her back, almost pulling her shoulders out of their sockets. She continued the whipping during all this new exploration time, and Rickey was beginning to show large red welts where the crop had landed. They burned, but also tingled afterward, and Rickey began to give in to this pleasure, of being the slave, the object of someone else's lustful desires. Rickey had built her empire on the premise that powerful women, wanted to play with their power, but also have it played on them (but only in very discreet privacy). She made quite a business for herself renting out her "maids" to these business women for the use of them and her chamber. She had built up quite the who's who in clientele, due to her impeccable taste in choosing her "maids" and being able to keep the whole business completely discreet. She had always been the one to administer the chosen "treatment" when the client wanted to be the sub, and had let her "maids" be the sub when the client wanted control. Now she was wondering at all the erotic pleasure she had missed out on. Lauren had found even more devices and had put the red rubber ball gag in her mouth, had found the nipple clamps with weights and had changed those, and was now bringing the dildo pumping machine over. She pushed Rickey onto the slave table, and strapped her in. she attached the weighted nipple clamps to the overhead chain/wench and had pulled it so tightly, Rickey's nipples felt like they were being ripped off her now totally extended breasts. Lauren had also found the huge strap on cock, and had put it on herself, looking quite menacing as she moved gracefully about Rickey, preparing her for what? Only Lauren knew. Lauren was becoming almost as fascinated with Rickey's chamber and its contents, as she was with her new found power and Rickey's naked, strapped body, lying in wait for the next torment Lauren decided to inflict. She loved the fact that one wall was made up completely of mirrors, so she could see herself standing proud with her huge strap on cock waving about like a tree limb of torture and pleasure. Awoken from her little moment of self-fascination by Rickey's moans, she walked back over to the table to attend to her now completely willing slave. As she walked passed Ricky, she gave the chain that now had Ricky's breasts pulled to their limit a sharp pull, which produced a sharp, loud but muffled by the gag, scream; much to Lauren's delight. "Oh my, we are going to have so much fun, aren't we?" she chided. Pulling the dildo machine over, she took mercy (a bit) on her powerless slave, and use some of the scented lubricant that was on the motor section of the machine. Following the long pole to the dildo, she lathered the long cock with the oil. As she moved it closer to her target, she saw how wet Rickey already was, and laughed, "You really don't even need any of this, you little bitch slut, you are running like a river, you must really want my attention badly." Rickey could only nod her head in agreement, a bit ashamed, but beyond caring about such a petty feeling as shame. She had never wanted anything more in her sexual life, than to be at this beautiful woman's command. Lauren tried not to show that she really had no idea how the machine worked, and used her walk around it to try to figure it out as if a tantalizing dance, waiving her new cock around. Seeing it was actually quite simple, with an on/off switch and a speed dial for the rod's motion. She had a small bit of compassion, and put the speed dial to the slowest setting. She then moved the machine so the lubricated, shiny, dildo was just inside Rickey's wide open puffy pussy lips. She flicked the button to "on" and watched the slow steady back and forth strokes begin. Almost immediately, Rickey's body responded to the motions, as if her body was made for this. Lauren started in again with the crop, focusing mainly on Rickey's fully extended breasts, and weighted nipples. Even with the chain pulling them so taught, they still moved with the powerful strokes Lauren administered. "Look at you, you slut, you are so turned on your saliva is running down the sides of your mouth around your little ball gag. You are truly a sight, I should look for a camera, I know you must have one here just to protect yourself from a customer who wanted to try to cause trouble." Setting the dildo speed dial up to medium, Lauren watched in pleasure, as the large, glistening dildo now pumped Rickey steadily, twice as fast. Rickey's eyes were now rolled back into her head and she was in another world, of total sensory attack. Lauren did find the camera, in a little box near the door to the chamber, came back to her new slave and laughing at the sight before her, took a few most filthy pictures of her "boss". Rickey heard to click of the first picture and looked with a panicked expression for the next few pictures...... "Perfect, thank you very much, these may come in quite handy someday," chuckled Lauren. Now back to the chores at hand. Lauren walked back around Rickey, circling her, coming close enough to drag the tip of her huge strap on across parts of Rickey's exposed body. Rickey was looking close to orgasm, so she turned the speed dial to maximum, and was amazed at the speed and power the dildo now ravaged Rickey's sopping pussy. Rickey's body contorted as much as all the strapping and chains would allow, and must have found her G-spot, for in just an instant, her body was racked with huge wave after wave of the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. After watching this amazing and highly erotic site, Lauren was feeling quite horny now herself. She looked over at her slave, who was slumped in a heap, totally out of it. Lauren turned off the machine and pulled it away. She stepped up to her limp target, and guided her massive strap on inside Rickey's swollen and over satiated pussy. She began to pump furiously as the dildo had paved the way for easy travelling in Rickey's pussy. The back side of the strap on holder had a little button that was perfectly placed to hit Lauren's clit with every full stroke. Lauren began to furiously pump Rickey, stroke after long stroke, each one bringing herself closer to her own orgasm. Just as she felt the beginning, she reached for the crop still at the side of the table where she had left it. She picked it up and began whipping Rickey's thighs furiously. Rickey's body once again began to buck with each powerful thrust, and both women began to cum simultaneously, screaming. Lauren finished her orgasm and slumped down on top of Rickey, with her cock still inside. Maids Turnaround Ch. 02 A short recap of Part One, in case you didn't read it. Lauren was flat broke, destitute, and needed a job quickly after leaving an abusive relationship with her ex-boyfriend. She took a job as a maid at a mansion owned by the lovely and rich Rickey. The job turned out to be Rickey's personal slave and to the large, affluent clientele of women Rickey billed to visit her extensive bdsm chamber. Lauren had a complete meltdown when Rickey started trying to dominate her, perhaps a product of all the pent up frustration and anger at her own years in a very abusive relationship. Anyway, she took over control, and began to switch the tables on Rickey, and much to her surprise, Rickey succumbed to her, and became the slave, as did the first customer how happened upon the switched role escapade. In part one, we left Lauren whipping her two new pets, Rickey (the owner of the bdsm chamber) and Lydia (a customer of the chamber) as Lydia doggie fucked Rickey on the floor. Lydia was grasping at Rickey's hips with both hands, and pulling her hot ass towards her as she pummeled her with her strapon. Rickey alternated between low moans, and high pitched whimpers as she started to feel her body building towards yet another shattering orgasm. Lauren, now content with having her two dogs fucking, began to stroll about the chamber, taking in all the tools of punishment, mixed with the elaborate décor. She stopped when she came to a desk in the corner. It was a rich mahogany desk, imposing in its enormity. On the desk she noticed an appointment book, and reached down to flip to the day's date. She saw Lydia's name at her appointed time, and noticed she was only listed for an hour. The next name on the list brought Lauren to a heightened state of hatred. There at 2:30 PM was her rat bastard ex-boyfriend! She picked up the appointment book and quickly walked over to her two pet doggies, still fucking like crazy. She walked up to Rickey and slapped her face with the book so hard it brought her back from her erotic trip. "What the hell is this!" she screamed as she pointed out the 2:30 appointment. "Darren has been a long time customer, he requests my most attractive maids, and thoroughly enjoys punishing them most severely. It has been difficult for me to find maids willing to go through a second appointment with him. He was one of my first customers, before I started trying to deal only with female customers. He pays dearly for his adventures so I have let him remain a customer, Rickey relayed. "So you were planning on letting him have his way with me today?" demanded Lauren. "Yes, once my previous maid saw his name on the appointment book, she quit." Lauren took the crop she still had in her hand and whipped Rickey across her hanging breasts. "Get up now doggie." She also whipped Lydia across her now reddened buttocks and screamed "Let her up now bitch, you'll get more later." As her two newly formed slaves stood up, naked before her, Lauren smiled and said, "Ok, I have a plan to make Mr. Darren's little visit here today one he will not soon forget, and I am going to need you two do to exactly as I say." "Yes Mistress", they both whispered. "Where are the maid's uniforms you use for his visits?" asked Lauren to Rickey. "They are in the closet over there," Rickey said pointing to the corner of the huge room. "Go over there and get one for each of you and put them on right now!" "Yes Mistress." While her two slaves busied themselves getting dressed, Lauren was still formulating her plan. The built up hatred inside of her for this scum bag was beginning to give way to the excitement of what she was dreaming up for him. She felt the warmth of her pussy, and the ensuing juices beginning to flow. "Oh this is going to be so sweet," she said to herself. Breaking out of her little spell of reverie she glanced at the old fashioned wall clock above the closet and saw that it was almost time for his arrival. "Hurry up you two, it is almost time, I need you dressed and ready to let him in and bring him down here." She whipped both on their butts, causing squeals of painful delight, and her two slaves rushed to finish dressing each other. Lauren could see they were beginning to bond somewhat in their new, shared position. She could see their hands lingering on putting on the push up bras that were part of the maid's outfits. She could see the looks in their eyes as they feasted upon each other's beautiful bodies. Making a mental note, Lauren told herself to use this in the future, but right now she had more important things on her mind. Her thoughts raced as she quickly devised how the turd's visit would unfold. She walked over to her now tantalizingly dressed maids and began to tell them how they were to proceed in her master (Mistress) plan. Both maids giggled as they heard the plan unfold and their parts in it. They marveled at their new Mistress's imagination and quickly learned punishment practices. "Ok, you both understand your parts?" "Yes Mistress". "Go wait for him at the door, and promise him an appointment he will never forget!" The two maids scurried out to the main entrance area, giggling, excited to put their Mistress's plan into effect. "Welcome Mr. Darren" Rickey said as she opened the door and let him in. "Wow Ms. Rickey! You? In a maids outfit? And who is this delicious tender morsel?" "This is Lydia, she will be joining me in your session today, one you will truly never forget!" Lydia cringed at this obviously chauvinistic pig's remarks. "God I cant wait for his "treatment" she thought to herself. "What an asshole" Rickey mouthed to her as she turned to bring Darren into the chamber. Lydia smiled and winked, Rickey winked back, but hers what not a smile, but an evil grin. Lydia could see how Lauren might have fallen for this guy. He was what could only be described as a hunk. 6' 3" tall, with a totally ripped body that he was not shy about exaggerating in his tight clothes. His bright blue, almost bedroom eyes set off his attractive face. His blond hair was cut in a Marine wannabe crew cut, which allowed his tanned face to be seen clearly. It was quite evident, that if someone wanted to love him they would be second in line. No one could love him more than he loved himself. He strode with his forced confidence as he followed the two maids, marveling at the show they put on with their asses wiggling freely beneath their skimpy maid skirts. He gazed up and down their wondrous legs and almost licked his chops in anticipation. Rickey opened the door to the chamber, and the lighting had been dimmed, there were a few scented candles (lavender) burning, as well as some lavender oil in the incense burners. Soft, romantic music was playing in the wonderful surround speaker system. "Ok you two, directly over to the wall shackles you go! But before I chain you, both of you take off my clothes, so you can see the treat you will be enjoying as soon as I am done with you!" The two maids quickly responded by undressing him, Lydia gasped a bit when she saw the size of his penis. Even flaccid as it was now, it had to be over 8" and huge in girth as well. "What a shame to have this wondrous body wasted on this fool" she thought to herself. Rickey of course had seen him many times before so was no longer attracted to the body, for the man inside made the outer shell very forgettable. Darren reached out and grabbed Lydia by her left wrist and tugged her mightily towards the wall shackle area. He reached out with his other hand to grab the left wrist shackle and locked on Lydia's wrist. He continued with the other side and the two leg shackles that were spread so far apart, Lydia was almost beyond her stretching limit. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life as she stood on tip toe, he legs spread wider than she thought they could spread, with her arms also spread, showing her naked backside to this cruel animal. She looked over her shoulder to see Rickey getting the same treatment. Darren picked out the cat o nine tails and walked back over to his two chained slaves, his anticipation causing him to become erect, his large, hard penis flopping around as he walked towards the women. He reached back and let loose a tremendous blow to Lydia's back, causing her to scream out in agony, and tears to begin to flow. She was not used to being on the receiving end of these blows and was not prepared for the enormity of the pain she felt. As the pain began to subside just a bit, he rendered another practiced blow, this time a little lower, just above her beautifully rounded ass cheeks. Once again she recoiled in agony, screaming loudly for him to stop. This of course only fueled his fire and his next blow was a direct hit on her ass cheeks. The pain made her body go limp, being held up only by the shackles. She heard him shuffling and knew she would have a reprieve as he now turned his attention to Rickey. She heard the swish of the whip before the crack on Rickey's back, and then her scream. She mustered the strength to turn her head to look over and could see the welts oozing a bit of blood on Rickey's back, and could only wonder what her own backside looked like. She wished Lauren would put her plan in effect soon. "Ok bitch, get ready for another," she heard Darren scream. Once again she strained to look back to see his arm pulled back in readiness to strike another blow to Rickey. This time however his arm got stuck, as it had a snap lock wrist shackle applied to it that had been attached to a whipping post by a pulley aided chain. The pulley lock had been snapped just as the wrist shackle had been applied which held his arm pulled back. He tried to regain his balance, but the pulley wench motor had been turned on, and it now pulled him off his feet. His naked body was now being dragged across the cold tile floor towards the whipping post. "What the FUCK!" he screamed. "Why hello Darren, long time no see'" purred Lauren as she looked at her now helpless ex-lover. "Lauren?!?!? What the hell are you doing?" "Well Darren my sweet this is your lucky day, for you are now going to get a taste of your own medicine. Yes, my dear, paybacks are hell, and you will be wishing you were in hell, rather than here, with me and my two maids." With that she whipped her crop across the tip of his penis that was laying on the floor as his body had been turned to its side by the powerful wench motor. "Now don't go anywhere hun, I'll be right back to attend to your 'needs'", cooed Lauren as she walked over to her two maids, and unfastened them from the wall. She took the soothing cream/healing ointment and rubbed her two slaves backs for them with a tenderness that made both Lydia and Rickey melt. She also noticed that it started to make Darren hard, so she took her sweet time, to really massage in the lotion, taking special care of each of her maids sweet asses, letting her fingers slide in and out of their cracks, creating beautiful moans and whimpers of joy from the two. "I'm sorry you had to go through that, but we had to get him relaxed enough to not hear me come in and get the post ready" "It's ok Mistress, we are happy to help you in every way," whispered Rickey, and Lydia nodded her approval. Both women pushed their asses back to Lauren's nimble fingers, trying to make them enter their now wanting puckered rosebuds Lauren smiled at her lovely slaves and said, "Ok ladies, let's get started. We need to use the wench to get him up on the whipping post, put the leg spreader on him and get down to business." Lauren's maids gladly began following her instructions and in no time, Darren was lashed to the whipping post, his arms around it, and chained tightly together. The steel spreader for his legs had the ankle locks put on, tightly, causing much discomfort to the still bewildered Darren. Several times he tried to compose himself, but in the compromising position the ladies had put him in, composure was not an option. Lauren waltzed around her new found toy, marveled at the work her two lovely maids had done, and complimented them on their fine work, much to their enjoyment. "So ladies, after the wonderful job you've done to prepare our subject for his initiation into the power of Femdom, I think it only fair that you two should get the first turns at our so far unwilling subject. "OH YES Mistress" they both cried out in unison. They did not have to be told twice. Lydia went straight for the same cat o nine tails Darren had used on her, Rickey wanted something a bit stouter, and went for the 2' paddle, with sandpaper and holes drilled through it to allow for maximum speed and discomfort. They took turns, smiling at each other as they began the torture of Darren. Lydia was the first, and her practiced knowledge of the nine tailed whip soon resounded with wonderful cracks on Darren's back. As soon as she pulled her whip away, Rickey used a two handed approach to wielding her paddle, and was able to apply a powerful smack to Darren's butt cheeks. He jumped in pain, screaming out, cursing them and threatening them with all sorts of depraved threats. The women just laughed and told him to just relax and enjoy the pain, for this was just the Hors d'oevre of the feast of pain they had in store for him. Lauren was content for now, just to watch her two lovely maids applying their blows to her ex-lover. She loved watching their beautiful bodies, in their skimpy maid uniforms, with the push up bras showing their aroused and hardened nipples. Lauren loved the intensity Rickey showed as she waited her turn to deal her punishing blow. As she stood at the ready, her long beautiful blond hair with a slight tussle from the power of her blows made her almost irresistible to Lauren, who was still trying to sort out all these new emotions and thoughts she was going through. She then turned her attention to Lydia, her dark skinned gorgeous maid. Her dark eyes now smoldering with the pure lust of one used to dealing out punishment and enjoying it to the fullest. She loved the beautifully toned muscles in Lydia's arms, and the way her lovely ass tightened up as she dealt her blows. So many new sensations, feelings and emotions had surfaced in Lauren in such a short time; she wondered what was happening to her. Here she was getting ready to punish the evil son of a bitch who had put here in the needy position to take a job as a maid, yet instead of thinking about that, she was getting turned on by her two new mail/slaves bodies. She shook her head and cleared her mind for the task at hand. "Alright, alright ladies, enough for now, let's loosen the wench so we can turn him around, I want my turn now" said Lauren. As her maids did her biding, she felt her juices running down her legs, her heart pounding in her chest, and her breathing becoming gasps. She gripped her crop and felt the wave of hatred once again submerge her. As her maids stepped away, the pitiful Darren's nude body was presented to her, his head down, and little sniveling's barely audible emanating from him. She used the handle of the crop to put under his chin, to lift his sorry face. She let her eyes bore two holes through him as the tidal wave of anger began to take her. She laughed out loud as she saw the tears welling up in his eyes. "You will regret the day you crossed me you miserable son of a bitch, you will regret the way you mistreated me. You had the best thing you will ever have and you blew it because of your selfish egotism." Lauren heard her words yet they sounded like they came from somewhere/someone else. Rickey and Lydia shuddered at the severity of her tone, and almost, almost felt sorry for him. Before Lauren started with her crop, she took her right arm all across the left side of her body, as far as it would go, then brought it back as fast and hard as she could to bring her back hand to the side of his face. Her blow landed with such force, his face contorted and he ended up spitting out blood along with some of his "pride". His face and eyes no longer showed the shock, but now seemed dulled by the pain. Rickey and Lydia cheered their Mistress as they stepped closer to each other. Lauren regrouped from her massive back hand, and dropped her fist to her knees, then brought it straight up, once again as fast and as hard as she could, landing a powerful bunch right to his chin. This blow threw his head back and actually caused him to black out for a minute. Rickey and Lydia cheered again, now arm in arm, then reached down to the buckets of water by the side of the whipping post and took turns to splash Darren's face with water. He sputtered and returned to a somewhat state of consciousness. Lauren was now ready to begin with her crop. She first whipped each cheek, and then each nipple received a hard blow. Darren recoiled at each blow and the whimpering now became cries. "Please Lauren, please! No more, PLEASE! I cant take anymore! You win, I will pay you back all the money I took, you can have the apartment and all the furnishings. I will be gone and leave you alone forever!" "You can and you will take more, you will take everything I give you. And yes, you will return all my money, doubled! You can keep the stinking apartment, for I live here now, and as the new Mistress, I will make sure this is your very last visit to our grand establishment. I am sure today's appointment will see you leave, not ever wanting to return." And with that outburst, Lauren directed a perfect set of back to back crop shots to each of his balls, causing him to scream out louder than any time before, filling the chamber with his wails. His body made itself into an arc, trying to double up in pain, but with his wrists tied to the top of the post, and his legs clamped to the bottom of the post, and arc was as far as he could go. Rickey and Lydia both cooed their approval, as clapping was no longer available since they each had their hands caressing the others now exposed breasts. "Move your show over here, in front of him, I want you to make him hard, giving me a larger target," directed Lauren to her maids. They quickly shuffled over, not releasing their grip of the other's breasts. "Now, take off your clothes all together, and Rickey, get down and eat Lydia to orgasm. Lydia, you wait until I command you to cum." Rickey did not have to be told twice and eagerly got down on her knees in front of Lydia. She first feasted her eyes on Lydia's clean shaven pubic mound and how wet she already was. She reached up and spread Lydia's delicate folds and went directly to her now engorged clit, taking it entirely into her mouth, flicking the tip with the tip of her dancing tongue. Lydia moaned and closed her thighs around Rickey's head, forcing her even further into her. Rickey held Lydia's hips with her hands and moved her tongue to enter Lydia, then slowly move down between her two holes, and then a long languid swoop upwards again to the treasured, throbbing clit. Lydia could take no more and screamed "OH FUUUUUCK!!!!! I'm CUUUUUUUUMING!!!!" Her body convulsed as Rickey held onto her. Finally the throes passed and Lydia slumped into Rickey's arms. This little show, even in Darren's sorry state had made him hard as a rock, his penis standing at full attention, even if the rest of his body could not. Lauren took her eyes away from her two maids and noticed the show had produced the effect she had desired (as well as made her own pussy dripping wet with her flowing juices). She once again wielded her trusty crop and proceeded with a brutal all-out attack on Darren's raging hard on. It didn't take long for the pain of several direct hits to his very tip to reduce him to flaccidity again, with a reddened and bleeding penis. His shouts and cries throughout this current ordeal once again filled the chamber, echoing off the walls and floor. Maids Turnaround Ch. 02 Lauren had walked over to one of the many chests around the chamber and pulled out a special supercharged battery powered cattle prod. She stood stroking the pole as if it were a long penis, with a very nasty smile on her face. Darren could only shake his head as his voice was now hoarse. His screams were only whispers now as he watched Lauren make her way towards him. "I'm going to use the prod on this piece of steer meat now, but I want you two to get the branding iron set up so we can brand our prized piece of beef." Once again her two maids quickly scurried about to prepare the coals and set the branding iron into them to get to its red hot state. Darren fought desperately against his restraints, to no avail of course as Lauren gave him his first zap just under his scrotum. She knew that had to send the electrical shocks all up and down his manly areas. She laughed at how his penis jerked at the next zap directly on one of his testicles. Tears no flowed freely from his eyes as they seemed to try to beg her to stop. She continued her onslaught with zap after zap, the electrical sounds now filling the chamber. After Lauren had her fill with the prod, she noticed Darren had once again lost consciousness and slumped at the whipping post. "Get some more water, and wake this trash back up for his next installment," ordered Lauren and the maids quickly scurried to fill up the buckets again, and return to splash Darren out of his blackout. "Ok, take him down, collar him and bring him over to the cage, drape him over it and chain his arms and legs to it, with his ass sticking up in the air," was Laurens order, the maids responded and fulfilled their order rapidly. As Darren was now chained and locked on the cage in the corner his ass awaiting Lauren's next move, she went over to the branding iron, saw it gleaming red, spit on it to hear the sizzle and walked back over to Darren. "Here you go asshole" she screamed as she thrust the hot iron onto his right butt cheek. The sizzle and stink of burning skin filled the chamber, and Darren's voice found itself for a resounding scream of complete agony. Lauren removed the iron and placed it back onto the coals. Smiling she told Darren, "So since you are such a prick, we felt you should have a descriptive brand." Rickey and Lydia both laughed out loud at his brand, a hard dick with balls with a drip coming off the tip. Maids Turnaround They lay like this for a while, lost in the electricity of passion they had just created. Then Lauren was startled to hear a voice from outside the chamber door .... "Rickey? Rickey? Are you here? It's Lydia, have you forgotten my appointment"? Rickey froze when she heard Lydia calling, she tried to talk but couldn't with the rubber ball gag in her mouth. Lauren realized the situation and removed the strap for the ball gag. "I cant let her see me like this!" screamed Rickey, "she is one of my best and most lucrative customers!" "We'll be right there Lydia," said Lauren, who then whispered to Rickey, "what does she want?" "She comes every week, and dresses in her latex, and wants the use of one of my "maids" to be her slave for a few hours, and pays dearly for this privilege." "I see" said Lauren thinking quickly, "then she wont be denied, and she wont see you like this, she will see you in a much different way." Lauren loosened all the straps holding Ricky to the table, and Rickey quickly rushed to where her clothes were laying on the floor. "Not so fast!" Lauren said firmly as she whipped Rickey's ass harshly. "You forget, you are no longer in charge here." "Yes M 'am" whispered Rickey meekly. Lauren had found a leashed collar, and quickly put it around Rickey's neck. "Now, get down on all fours, you are not only my bitch slut, but now my bitch pet dog." "Walk with me to the door to let Lydia in". Lauren's heart was pounding, this was all so very new to her, and she knew not what to expect. But she reveled in her new found power, and this gave her the confidence to believe in her own judgments. She pulled the leash roughly yanking Rickey's head, and led her "dog" to the chamber door. Lauren had to fight back a gasp, as she opened the door. Lydia was absolutely beautiful, stunning, breath taking. She was poly ethnic and such a beautiful mix of races. Her coloring was like a cup of coffee with a little bit of crème, high cheek bones, beautiful full lips, and dark brown eyes that seems to lock onto Laurens. Her hair was dark, silky, shiny black, and very long. "Who are you?" she demanded of Lauren. "Lauren, and I now am Mistress of this chamber," Lauren said as firmly as she could muster. "Perhaps you know my dog, Rickey?" she said as she yanked the leash again. Lauren could here Lydia gasp, and then break out in a rude smirking laugh. Lauren realized it must be quite the site, her standing there, her breasts bare and nipples still hard from her erotic adventures. She was still wearing the huge strap on cock and had the former Mistress of the chamber, naked, on all fours, leashed and cowering at her side on the floor. "Come on in, we have plenty planned for you, Rickey was just filling me in on your needs, there may be a few changes, but I am sure you will find them to your liking," said Lauren as she showed Lydia in. As Lydia walked passed Lauren, her scent was amazing and had Lauren starting to feel her pussy getting wet. Her eyes were glued to Lydia's ass as she walked by in her tight, tight skirt, and knew Lydia was over accentuating her sway, to try to entice Lydia. "Now doggy, go and sniff our new visitor, as doggies do" said Lauren to Rickey. Rickey crawled over to where Lydia stood, and promptly put her nose into Lydia's ass crack, visible due to the tightness of her skirt. "Oh my, good doggie," said Lydia as she petted Rickey's hair. "our guest must want out of her street clothes Rickey, be a good dog and take off her clothes for her (and me thought Lauren I cant wait to see her body). Rickey did as she was commanded and first removed the gorgeous silk blouse, that hinted at what was beneath, but did not do them justice. Once the blouse was removed, the black lace half bra barely covered the most beautiful breasts Lauren had ever seen, not that she had seen a lot of womens breasts. Lauren felt herself dripping around the strap on still proudly bobbing in front of her as this erotic scene developed. Her new pet doggie, Rickey, was undressing her client with her teeth, and revealing the most beautiful woman Lauren had ever seen. Lauren was amazed at her quick turn around, she had always thought herself to be straight, a "one man woman", but her last "one man" had treated her so badly she was open to anything, especially the opposite. Lydia was now standing completely nude, smiling at Lauren. Standing so perfectly erect, and so completely proud of her body, she had the same demeanor whether dressed in her fine clothes, or standing there without a stich. Her multi ethnic background gave her skin tone such beautiful shading, her lovely crème colored breasts had the most perfect, dark, dark nipples, in the middle of the largest, and most beautiful brown areola. Her body was toned, so perfectly, Lauren could tell she spent a lot of time at a gym, and had a good trainer to help her develop such sculpted arms and legs, and oh her flat, tight, tummy! Lauren could barely contain herself from jumping this magnificent creature in an instant. She knew better, for her budding plan had more than just this one visit in mind. Lauren started seeing a bright future for her in this place if she played her cards right. "So, Lydia, what is your usual pleasure?" "Normally, I spend most of my time torturing Rickey's maids, making them my slaves, and having my wicked ways with them." "So hard to think of you as wicked, Lydia, sexual, erotic, beautiful, powerful all come to mind, but hardly wicked," said Lauren, taking a chance at how to play this gorgeous creature. "Well, I suppose most people would consider my desires and wants as wicked, I know a lot of Rickey's maids were not quite ready for the ferocity of my needs, she has lost a few after my visits," said Lydia with a wink and not a little bit of pride. "Well, we have something else in store for you today, Lydia, for the Mistress, is now the slave," said Lauren yanking harshly at Rickey's leash. "Now be a good doggie and start licking Lydia's pussy for us, help her start getting herself ready. Rickey did as she was told, walked on all fours right between Lydia's now spread legs as she stood. Almost immediately Lydia was moaning and had her head tilted back, eyes rolled back in her head. Laure could barely stand the sight, but knew she must bide her time, so she took her desire out on Rickey's backside with the crop. The first crack of the crop across Rickey's ass startled Lydia from her reverie and she watched with amazement as the former Mistress, was now being whipped by her "Slave". Lauren was happy to see her show had Lydia getting aroused, as those beautiful dark nipples now stood out at complete attention. She noticed out of the corner of her eye, what looked like a furry tail sitting on one of the shelves of erotic toys and paraphernalia. She reached over and gave Lydia her crop, and smiled as she walked over to the shelf as she heard the sharp cracks of now Lydia's crop on Rickey's now welt filled back side. She picked up the tail and much to her glee, there was a huge butt plug attached to the other end. She lubed up the large plug and walked back over to where Lydia was having her pussy munched in earnest and was enjoying whipping the former Mistress's lovely, albeit red ass. Lauren, reached down to spread Rickey's ass, and Rickey was willing so helped by trying to spread her own ass. Lauren decided to just give it one mighty shove rather than try to work it in gently. After all, Rickey was in such a state, she didn't seem to want anything to be "gentle". Lauren knew she had hit home with the sharp yelp of pain Rickey emitted once the plug was to the hilt. Lydia enjoyed this as well for not only the sight of it , but Rickey's head bobbing put even more contact to her now pulsing clit, pushing her to her first blinding orgasm. Lauren was feeling quite proud of herself at the erotic adventure she was commanding. Both women now slouched a bit, to wait for the next wave of passion to give their now limp bodies the energy to go on. "I looks like Rickey has wanted her face in your pussy for quite a while Lydia." Lydia managed a smile, and said "had I known she was such a good doggie, I would have made her snack on my pussy long ago." Both Lauren and Lydia laughed, their wicked laughs, Rickey just remained with her head in Lydia's pussy. "So, Ricky" you like being able to service Lydia's hot pussy with your tongue and mouth don't you? You should wag your little tail to show her how much you enjoy it!" Rickey managed to shake her ass vehemently to wag her new tail, for her new Mistress's glee. "Good doggie," said both Lauren and Lydia smiling at each other. "So, Lydia, since doggies ass is full, perhaps we should turn her over so you can fuck her pussy." "Mmmmm, that sounds like a wonderful idea, " purred Lydia. "Doggie, go fetch Lydia a strap on from the shelf, and make it a big one, she looks like she needs to pound away a lot of workaday tensions. Both women laughed at the sight of Rickey on all fours, with the huge butt plug in, holding her tail, tail wagging as her ass moved with her walk. "Oh if only some of the "maids" Rickey had to fire could see her now," cackled Lydia. Rickey did as commanded, and put the largest dildo strap on she could find in between her teeth and started the four legged walk back to Lydia. "Ok doggie, you can stand up now, so you can put the strap on on Lydia," commanded Lauren. Rickey did as she was told, and installed the strap on onto Lydia's beautiful waist and ass. Ricky pulled the strap tight, for she knew how wild Lydia got when she was fucking her slaves with the strap on. Rickey felt her pussy flow again, as she craved this lovely creature's cock pumping her pussy manically. Rickey got even wetter as she remembered the look on Lydia' s face as she was pounding her cock into a waiting pussy. How she seemed to leave the world, and go to her own erotic place. Rickey wanted so much to take Lydia there by having her pound her now willing pussy with the huge strap on. "Now, lay back on the table, and let me strap your hands and feet," said Lydia, with an almost glazed look in her eyes. Rickey did as she was commanded, giving herself freely and completely to Lydia. As Lydia bent over to attach the straps to the table legs, Lauren caught a gasp as she salivated at the sight of Lydia's ass and pussy so visible to her now horny eyes. She was licking her chops, and bidding her time, waiting for the situation to be just right, for her to turn Lydia, just as she had Rickey. Lydia finished strapping Rickey to the table so stood up, taking away Lauren's luscious view. She walked over to Rickey's spread open legs, and guided her hard cock up Rickey's waiting and wanting pussy. Rickey gasped at the sheer pleasure of having Lydia's cock inside her. Lydia, occasionally bumped the butt plug with her knee just to add that to the mix. Rickey was in complete erotic bliss, both holes filled to max, and her beautiful new Mistress banging her like her own slut. Rickey could see Lydia's eyes start to roll back into her head, but just before they were no longer visible, she could see that glazed look begin. Lydia was going to her erotic place. Lauren also noticed Lydia "checking out" and going into her total bliss, giving herself over to the complete sensory ecstasy. Her strap on had one of those little nubbins situated just right, so when she pumped her cock into Rickey all the way to the hilt, the nubbin massaged her own clit, sending wave after wave of pre orgasmic shudders through her body. Those shudders did not escape Lauren's keen eyes, and she felt the time to be right. Lydia's head was now thrown back, and rotating to her own private music inside her. Lauren moved in behind her, lubed up her cock again with copious scented oil, found Lydia's ass opening, and rammed her own cock deep inside Lydia. Lydia's screech echoed in the chamber, filling it really with her animalistic cries. Even Rickey looked up to see the picture. She was now actually getting fucked by both these beautiful women. Rickey threw back her own head and let her body go and celebrate the orgasm that wanted to erupt inside her. Lydia was in shock, but could not stop the hard cock pummeling her ass. And a funny thing, she really did not want it to stop. Rickey was enjoying the added furor to Lydia's strokes, as she too was being stroked by Lauren, pushing Lydia even deeper into Rickey. The three worked in unison, their bodies melding into one large sexual machine designed to give all three orgasm after orgasm.