0 comments/ 9992 views/ 5 favorites Nicoletter Ch. 01 By: THIRDCOAST Chapter One It was the first time I had been to a club like this. It was called The Whipping Post. It's a BDSM lifestyle club. I've been to sex clubs before in France where I'm from, but nothing like this. I had just graduated from the University and was celebrating with my boyfriend. His name is Jake. We met at school and have been exclusive to each other for the past two years. This was something he had been into for a long time. We have done some role playing before, but this was a new step for me. I had been focusing on my studies for so long, I needed this break. I've been in America for the past four years. My degree is in Finance and I have been interviewing for jobs and internships where ever I can find a place. There have not been too many openings, so I am beginning to think I may have to go back to my home country, unless I can find a position fast. I do have an interview for an internship position at the B&D Investment Group on Monday. But tonight, I am here to have a good time and let some steam off. My name is Nicolette, but most people call me Nicy. Tonight I'm wearing a short black skirt, knee high stockings, and corselette. I'm not wearing any undergarments. I rarely do anyways, because I have smallish breasts and don't need a bra, and I feel more comfortable without panties. Besides, I want to be sexy for Jake. I also want something I can get off easily if the need arises. Jake and I arrive at the club around 9PM. We are to meet some friends of his from the club around 10. We sign in and I get a green collar to show that I'm a newbie. I'm told that the Monitors that are the club's staff, watch out for our safety. I don't think I will need that, as I will be with Jake. We head over to the reception area of the club and order a drink. If we intend to play, we're not allowed to consume more than a few drinks. We sit and watch, as people are filing in and heading to different areas of the club. There is a large stage area and loud music being piped in over speakers. Everyone is dressed in lifestyle attire. Some are more dressed than others. There are some women who are not wearing anything at all, except maybe a collar. I've seen a few men that are naked too, wearing only collars and being led around by a leash. Like I said, I'm not a prude, and have been to many sex clubs in France. I can say that I am a little more than wet and turned on by all the openly sexual people here. Jake decides to take me on a tour, while we are waiting for our parties to arrive. He takes me over to the stage and there is a couple playing there. It's a woman strapped to a spanking bench and her Dom is whipping her with a cane. The marks on her tush are very pronounced, but she seems to be getting off on them. There is a small crowd around them. We next head over to a large door, and enter a hallway. There are more private rooms there. Each room has a window that you can peeked into. Jake says this is where the Monitors look in on play to make sure they are safe and consensual. There is a couple who are in one of the rooms. He is tied to a St. Andrew's Cross and his Mistress is flogging him on his back. We watch for a few minutes, but eventually move on. The next room we see is several people, with only one female. She is on her knees and taking three different cocks in her mouth, alternating between them. She seems to be pleasing them all. I am mesmerized by this. I see myself as that submissive, pleasing her Dom by servicing all of his friends. Jake and I have never done anything like this before. He has mentioned having another female in the equation. It's something I have thought about. I've been with women before back in France, but I've never told him about this. We move on and head upstairs now. There is another long hallway with more rooms. Jake tells these are the voyeur rooms. They have a place where you can sit and watch the other members play. We watch a few scenes. While we sit there in the dark watching, I am touching myself. I never knew how much of a voyeur I was. The last scene we see here is a woman on all fours and being pounded by a large black man. His cock is huge. I can see his cock glistening from her wetness. She has another man's cock in her mouth. She has rather large breasts that are hanging, and swaying to the force of her black bull. I've never had a black man's cock before. With his size, it's a little scary, but I can feel the tightening of my core, while watching his thick shaft disappear into her wet and waiting hole. I am fully aroused now. My pierced nipples ache, as they press against the fabric of my corselette. I can smell sex in the air and I am ready to start playing. We head back up to the bar area, to see if Jake's friends are there. When we arrive, they have all gotten there. He introduces me to them all. A few of the men are nice looking, and the women are too. I can't remember all of their names, but as it turned out, it didn't matter. We all head to a more private area of the club. It's several floors up. Jake has his arm around me, as we enter the main room upstairs. It's like an old warehouse theme. The walls are all have a dingy patina to them. There are boxes scattered about. One of the guys, I think his name was Stephen, takes on of the girls by the hair, and drags her over to the center of the room. There is a chain hanging from the ceiling. He takes her cuffed wrists and attaches them to the chain. Her legs are spread wide, and are cuffed to O-rings set in the floor. Her lithe body is on display for everyone one to see. His hands are touching her, running up and down her body. She is enjoying his touches and seems to be enjoying being on display for everyone. Stephen places a blindfold on her, then give her ass a few slaps. The sound echos in the darkened area. Jake holds me close, as we both watch and enjoy. His hand moves down to cup my ass and gives it a squeeze. I lean my head against his chest, as the young women continues to be teased for our enjoyment. After a short while, Stephen asks if anyone would like to touch his submissive. Several of the group walk by, and touch her. Groping her breasts, feeling between her legs. Jake asks if I want to go touch her. I bite my lower lip and nod. We head over to where she is hanging. Jake is first to touch her. She jumps with every touch, as if our hands are on fire. I place my hand on her back, and move down to her nice behind. They are red from Stephen's ministrations. I reach between her splayed thighs, to find her pussy wet from all of this stimulation. I'm sure that mine is just that wet. She moans, as I run my fingers through her soft folds. Jake is playing with her nipples. Before we get too caught up in touching her, we move along, as others are there to replace us. We move back into the small crowd and continue to watch. Finally, Stephen brings out a flogger. He starts to flail it against her back. Her cries are not from pain, but from arousal. He works the flogger all around her body, striking her breasts as well. Once he's finished, he moves closer and touches the marks he's left. Then he goes over to pick two more floggers. These seem to be heavier, as the sound of the falls give off a lower thud when they strike her. A low moan escapes her lips. Her head falls back, as her body starts to tremble. Once Stephen has made it around her body again, he asks for a volunteer to lick his submissive's cunt. When I first heard his words, a gasp escaped my lips. Such a foul word, but I'm surprised to feel an ache in my own pussy. Jake looks down at me. He is asking with his eyes, if I want to go lick her. When I unwrap my arm from him, he gives me a kiss on my cheek. I walk over to Stephen and kind of raise my hand. He offers his hand to me. He tells me that I will have to lose my clothing, so I slowly take off my corselette and skirt. I fold them and lay them on a box nearby.He makes a comment about my piercings, and flicks them with his fingers. He then places his hand on the small of my back and leads me over to his submissive, her name was Misty. He has me kneel in front of her. Like I had said before, I've never been in this lifestyle, but when I kneel there, I fell a strong wave of arousal wash over me. He grabs me by the hair, and pushs my head closer to her splayed sex. My tongue comes out, but he doesn't let me lick her. I can smell her arousal, mixed with mine. I guess she can feel my hot breath, and tries to push herself towards me. Stephen slaps her wet cunt in front of me. Her screams excite me. Stephen shows me what position he wants me in. He spreads my knees out, and pulls my arms behind my back. He tells me to grab my arms with each wrist, locking them back there. He wants me to just use my mouth to please his submissive. When I'm in the position he wants, he pushes my face into her wet pussy. I kiss her warm sex. Her lips are flowered out from her arousal. I take each one into my mouth and suck softly. Her moans are low and guttural. I pull her lips out, tugging on them before letting each of them go. My tongue dives between her folds, pressing deep within her. Stephen lets go of my hair, and steps behind her again. I continue to move in and out of her juicy slit. I only stop for a second when I hear him start flogger her again. He tells me to continue. I go back to licking her needy cunt. Her juices are flowing, as I lapped them up. After several minutes, I can tell that she is nearing her orgasm. i start to flick my tongue over her engorged clit. She is yelping with Stephen's strikes and whimpering with my laving of her nub. She begins asking for permission to cum. This encourages me to swirl my tongue around her clit. Her cries for permission grow louder, and more needy. I take her clit into my mouth and suck harder, as my tongue swirls around it. She is begging for permission from Stephen. The thuds of his flogging become louder too. When she starts to tremble against my mouth, he gives her a command to cum for us. She thanks him loudly, as the spasms take over her body. She presses against my mouth, and I drive my tongue deep inside her, my nose presses against her clit. Stephen continues to flog her, as she writhes against my mouth. Her orgasm goes on for several minutes, stirred on by his flogging and my mouth. When she finally goes limp, I stop and Stephen wraps his arms around her. I get back to my feet and head back to where Jake is standing. He has a big smile on his face. I still have Misty's juices on my face. I am so turned on at this point, I want to drop to my knees and take Jake's cock into my mouth. But as I make my way through the crowd, I see that someone is already sucking his cock. I stop in my tracks. He just stands there enjoying her mouth. When I finally move towards him again. He offers his arm. I just keep on walking. He doesn't stop or chase after me. I'm not sure how I feel about this whole thing. I wouldn't mind sharing him with the right person, but since we are supposed to be in an exclusive relationship, I at least thought I would be in on the discussion. I keep walking and head back downstairs. I'm not sure where I'm going or what I'm going to do. I just needed some space at that moment. Chapter Two I'm walking through the main stage area on the first floor. I'm kicking myself for not grabbing my clothes before I left. I'm too angry to go back right now. When I get to the stage, I see that another couple is up there. There is a man that is laying face down on a table. He is wearing nothing but a very restrictive collar. His Mistress is dressed in latex suit, that only leave her breasts and crotch open. She is at the end of the table, with her hand pulling the man's hair and forcing him to lick her pussy. She is hitting him with a crop on his ass, as he laps at her swollen pussy. His arms and legs are restrained to each corners of the table. I can see that his thick cock is pushed through a hole in the table, and is hanging down. There is a weight attached to his balls, pulling on them severely. The woman is gorgeous. Her luscious breasts stand up and out. She appears to be in her late thirties or early forties, but is in great shape. I stop to watch and feel the tension of what happened upstairs melt away from my body. When she grows tired of his tongue, she moves down and reaches for his cock. It looks angry and swollen. Her hands are slick from lube, as she coaxes his cock with her hand. She runs her nails under his balls, and down his shaft. When he appears to be cumming, she stops, flicking her crop onto his ass again. She does this a few times before she returns to the head of the table again. This time she turns around and presents her ass to her slave. He doesn't hesitate and begins licking her tight rosette. She reaches back and presses his face into the crack of her ass. His moans are muffled by her cheeks. When she's had enough, she went back to tease his cock some more. I was amazed by how thick and swollen it is. She pushes the weight and it sways back and forth. Her hands teasing him as it swings. Before long he was begging to cum. She stops and goes back to the head of the table. I can hear her tell him that she will cum long before he will be allowed to. His tongue eagerly laps at her wet pussy. I suppose he is encouraged by the prospect of being allowed to cum after her. The Mistress keeps slapping his ass with her crop. His behind is thoroughly reddened by her ministrations. His tongue continues to service her, trying to get her to cum. When she stops spanking him and cups her breasts, I figured she is nearing her orgasm. He runs his tongue through her folds. She pinches her nipples, as her hips press against his face. She is moaning now, her head falls back. I can see her hips bump his face, as if fucking his mouth. She finally screams, as her orgasm sweeps through her body. Her convulsions, past over her, as he licks her engorged clit. She looksd so powerful, taking what she needs from him, his cock is pulsing from the weight that continues to sway from her fucking his face. My own nipples tighten, as I watch her. A flood of my juices start leaking from my folds. I reveling in her power, her dominance of him. When her orgasm begins to wane, she goes back to his cock again. It has grown more with his need. I can't believe the size of his cock. I catch myself licking my lips, wanting to take it in my mouth and suck the cum from his throbbing shaft. He is begging to cum again. This time she gives her permission. When he starts to cum, she lets go, letting him pulse, as he shoots his thick ropes of cum onto the floor below. I can hear her berate him because his "dirty cock had made a mess on the floor." She begins to untie him. He is thanking her, as she clips a leash into his collar and brings him down to his knees on the floor. She makes him lick up all of his "dirty mess" while she tells everyone what a pitiful cum whore he is. His face is red, but he seems to enjoy her admonishment. He eagerly laps up all of his own cum, before she pulls him back up to kneel by her side. The crowd is clapping. I find myself clapping along with them. When she begins to lead him away, the crowd parts. Before I know it, they are heading straight for me. I'm so caught up in watching them, that she has to stop and wait for me to step aside. My face flushes a deep red, with having been caught off guard. She looks down at my crinkled nipples. My rings are sticking out, from how tight they are. She gives me a wicked smile, and flicks one with her crop, as she passes me. My pussy clenches when she does. WOW. When the crowd begins to dissipate, Jake finds me. He has my clothes in his hands. He walks over to me and hands them to me. I take them and begin to get dressed. I remembered why I'm here without him and became angry again. I say nothing. He keeps asking me what is wrong. I just look up at him. When the girl that has been sucking his cock shows up, I tell him I want to go home. He tells me that she is his collared submissive. They had been playing for a year now. This just angers me more. When I demanded to leave, he tells me to just leave, that he is staying and having some more fun. He also tells me to find another place to stay, that I'm not welcome in his home anymore. Having just moved in with him at the end of the semester, I have no other place to go. But I take my things, and head to the front desk. I get them to call me a cab. I end up getting a room at a local motel. The next morning, I take another cab back to his house. I find my stuff, still in the boxes from my recent move, on his front porch. I have the cab driver help me load them into his trunk and take me back to the motel. My job interview scheduled for tomorrow, just became a make or break deal. I need to get hired and find a place to stay. I spend the day crying over the end of our relationship, but glad in a way that I found this out now and not another year later. Chapter Three Monday morning, I dress and prepare for my job interview. Before this weekend, I was ready and feeling confident about my chances. Now with my breakup with Jake, this interview has more far-reaching implications. The fact is, now I need this job so much more. I'm dressed in a conservative business skirt and jacket. I have a white blouse, stockings and some low heels on. I want to make a good impression. I'm going to turn on my charm and even be a little risque if I have to, in order to get this job. I take a cab to the address for B&D Investment Group, and sign in at the front desk. I'm told to go to the 27th floor and they will help me. When the elevator opens, I walk into the lobby. It is an impressive office. There are people bustling around, as I head to the receptionist's desk. A beautiful redhead is there waiting for me. She introduces herself as Tina, and asks if there is anything I would like to drink. I ask for a water and she heads off to get it. When she returns, she tells me that the owner of the company will be with me shortly. I was expecting to speak with Human Resources but I sit calmly and wait for my chance. When Tina comes back to get me, it's been about 45 minutes. I walk into the owner's office, and I'm surprised to find it's a woman. When she turns around, I'm floored to find out it's the woman who was on stage with her husband at the club. I just stop walking and turn a bright shade of red. She introduces herself to me. "Good morning Nicolette. My name is Rachel Boroughs, president and CEO of B&D Investment Group. Have a seat please." "Thank you Ma'am." I say as I take the chair that is offered. I guess she doesn't recognize me, but it's difficult to focus on our conversation, thinking about how beautiful she is and how she dominated her submissive the other night. She goes through the job description and the interview seems to be going well. When she offers me an intern position, (a non-paying intern position) I break down and start to cry. She comes back around the desk and puts her hand on my shoulder. "What's wrong Nicolette? I thought you'd be happy with the position." I try to calm myself. "I am happy with the offer Ma'am, it's just that I recently broke up with my boyfriend, so I am having housing, transportation, and money problems. Your offer is great for my career, but it won't pay my bills. I don't know if I can take it." Her hands stroke my shoulders. As upset and worried as I am, her touch feels wonderful. My body is starting to react in a way that's not appropriate for a work environment. I start fidgeting in my chair. "Let me take you to lunch. We can work something out OK? she says with a smile." "Thank you Ms. Boroughs. I'd like that." "Call me Rachel dear. I will have Tina set up a reservation." She helps me up and takes me back to the lobby. She tells Tina to make me comfortable and to make the reservations for lunch. I don't have to wait long, before she comes out of her office and we head out. We are picked outside the office building by her car and driver. We take the short drive over to the restaurant and are seated immediately. We both remove our jackets and get comfortable. The meal was great but she offers for us to have a few drinks and I accept. Nicoletter Ch. 01 While we're talking, I'm still very nervous. I still can't get over who she is. My mind is still thinking back to her scene and how she thoroughly dominated her submissive. I begin to feel the warmth washing over my body. My nipples are getting hard, and I try to cover them up. She is talking about what my options are, when I look up and catch her staring at my breasts. I'm sure she can see my nipple rings pressing against my blouse. I should have kept my jacket on. When ours eyes meet, she has a questioning look on her face. "Have me met before Nicolette?" My face flushes, "No Ma'am." She hesitates, waiting for me to come clean. "I saw you at a club this weekend. I was there with my boyfriend but something happened there and we broke it off." She looks down at my nipples again, "I thought you looked familiar this morning, I just couldn't place it until now. I remember those beautiful taut pierced nipples of yours." My face if bright red from all the blood rushing there. She reaches across the table and takes my hand. "Nicolette, I have another offer to give you. How would you like full-time paid position, as my personal assistant?" Oh, thank you Ma'am. I would love that. It would help me with all of my problems." "Just a minute, I also want to offer you a place to stay. I want you to think about moving into my home, at least for the time being." "I couldn't impose on you like that. What would your husband think?" "Don't worry about my husband, He does exactly as I tell him. You've met him indirectly as well. He was the man I was leading around by a leash." I swallow hard, "I'll still have to think about it. It's too much to ask for." Her eyes change to a dark black. "You will be packing your things tonight, and I will have my driver pick you up this evening. Am I clear?" I drop my eyes, "Yes, Ma'am." "Good, now let's get back to the office so we can get you started with human resources." We head back to the office and she introduces me to the HR representative. She has me sign all the paperwork and I end up with a very nice salary, and great benefits. The job description is a little fuzzy, but at this point I just have to take what I can get. I welcome the opportunity. To be continued... Nicoletter Ch. 02 Chapter One I did accept Mrs. Boroughs's offer to stay with her and her husband, at least until I'm able to get a place of my own. The more I think about it, she is only trying to help me out. The first night there, everything was pretty normal. I was introduced formally to her husband, Mark. He certainly looked different with his clothes on, but I couldn't help but think about seeing his big hard cock the other night. After a late dinner, I went up to my room and started unpacking my things. I wanted to make it feel like a home. Rachel had told me not to report to work until the next Monday. So I had plenty of time to get myself organized and ready to begin working for her. In the morning, I go downstairs. I can smell something good coming from the kitchen. I went in there, I see a very young and attractive asian lady making breakfast. The first thing I'm struck by, is her attire. She is wearing a take on a French maid outfit. She has a very short black skirt, with a small white apron. A white blouse, with a black corset over it. This comes just under her breasts and lifts them prominently. She is wearing white knee high stocking with a bow on the top. She has a matching white bow in her hair, pulling it back into a ponytail. This exposes her black leather collar, with a large O-ring in front. She is wearing a very severe pair of 6" black stiletto heels. I am taken aback, by her overtly sexual appearance. I introduce myself and find that her name is Kim. She asks what I'd like for breakfast. I tell her, just a grapefruit and some toast. While I'm eating my grapefruit, Rachel and Mark come down for breakfast. She is dressed in a high waisted pencil skirt with suspenders, over a white, spaghetti strapped blouse. The skirt is just above knee length,, but still show off her stocking clad legs. She owns the room, when she walks in. Mark is in a sexy pair of faded jeans and a short sleeved button down shirt, with topsiders. They both look good enough to eat, but she's my boss, so I try to reign in my thoughts. They both sit down and Kim brings their breakfast to them. They're having an omelet with ham and cheese. We all are drinking juice and coffee. Mark says nothing, but Rachel asks what kinds of things I have to wear for work. I tell her that I don't have much, but a few skirts and blouses that will do nicely. She tells me that we're going shopping today, and she knows just the place to get some really great clothes. I tell her that she's done more than enough for me, and thank her. She stops eating and looks at me. I stop chewing. "We'll be going shopping today Nicolette, and I won't hear any more on the subject." "Yes Ma'am," looking down to avoid her glare. When Kim comes back in to refresh our coffee, I catch a glimpse of Mark eyeing her luscious body. Rachel reaches over and slaps him on the face. "Do I need to put you back in your cage, or are you going to behave?" "I'll behave Mistress," dropping his head down. Looking over to me, "I can't tell you how hard it is to train a bad slave. He's always getting into trouble. It's like his cock runs his brain." "I think most men are wired that way," I say smiling. We finish our breakfast and I go take a shower and get dressed for our shopping trip. I decide to wear some jeans and a spaghetti strap t-shirt, and some comfortable flats. I don't know how long we will be shopping, so I dress for comfort. When I get down stairs, I find Mark is now naked, except for leather mitts, a lockable cock ring with cage, and a gag. All of them are locked in place. When Rachel comes down, she explains that Mark can't be trusted alone with any females. "He wants to put his cock into anything that resembles a pussy. Kim couldn't get anything done if he wasn't locked up like this." I flush and smile. She gives him a firm slap on his ass before we leave. He whimpers sadly. A car is waiting for us, and we are whisked away for a day of shopping. Rachel tells me in the car, that we are going to her favorite shop. She mentions that the girl that will be helping us today is also a member of the Whipping Post, so she will know exactly what I will need for work and play. I want to tell her that this is too much, but I don't want to upset her. While we're driving, she places her hand on my thigh. I warm feeling comes over me. It more than enough that this beautiful woman has been so kind, but her show of affection has me swooning. We arrive at the little shop. She introduces me to Elizabeth, or Liz. She is a petite young girl, I would guess in her early twenties. She about 5" tall, with long flowing red hair. She has smallish breast like mine, and beautiful legs that go all the way up to her round behind. She has a gorgeous smile that lights up the room. She kisses Rachel on each cheek and I'm surprised when she does the same to me. She takes my hand and leads us both to a private showing area. When we get back there, I also surprised when she turns and locks the door. But my jaw drops when she removes all of her clothing and places a collar around her neck. She kneels at Rachel's feet and kisses them sweetly. "Thank you for coming to shop here Mistress. I have all the things you asked for ready for Nicolette to try on." "Thank you dear. Could you be a sweet, and help Nicolette remove her garments?" "Yes, Ma'am," She rises gracefully and comes over to me. She grasps the hem of my blouse and lifts it over my head. She folds it and places it on the table by the sofa that Rachel is sitting on. When she returns, she notices my pierced nipples, and leans in, kissing each one. I feel an electric shock straight to my pussy. "Did they hurt when you got them?" "Just a little, but I love how they make them feel now." "I've been thinking about getting mine done." She unbuttons, my jeans and slips them down, again taking time to fold them and place them on the table. Then she turns and comes back for my thong. Placing her fingers in the elastic band, she pulls them down around my ankles, and I step out of them. She pulls them to her nose, before folding them and placing them on top of my clothing, piled on the table. Liz leads me over to another table that has several different types of clothing. We start with bras and panties. Then she shows me several different blouses and skirt combinations. I try them all on and show them off to Rachel, who sits quietly observing us. When we have picked out several of the items for work and casual wear, Rachel asks about some play oriented clothing. Liz jumps to another rack of things that she has already retrieved, and holds some things up for us to look at. Rachel picks out a rather severe corset and leather skirt combination and asks me to model it. I slip into the skirt rather easily but require Liz's help for the corset. I love the feel of it tightening around my waist. It accentuates my hips and makes my breasts more pronounced. With the little breasts that I have, any help I can get would be appreciated. When Liz has finished lacing me up, we head over to Rachel and show her the results. "Oh Nicolette, you look good enough to eat!" I blush at her remarks, "Thank you Mrs. Boroughs." She frowns, "If you call me Mrs. Boroughs again, I will give a lesson you won't soon forget. Now you will call me Ma'am or Mistress. Is that understood?" "Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry, you have been so nice and so giving. I don't want you to be upset with me," my eyes fall to the floor. "Dear, I'm not upset with you. It's just that I don't like having to correct you more than once or twice. If you're going to be my personal assistant, you will have to anticipate my needs. You won't be allowed much of a learning curve." "Yes Ma'am." Liz helps me try on some other things, all of which Rachel purchases. When we were ready to leave, Liz removes her collar, and gets dressed. She escorts us to the door and kisses us both on the cheeks again. I like her, she is bubbly and kind. I look forward to seeing her again at the club sometime. Chapter Two Our driver takes us over to a restaurant and we get a table outside, along the street. It's a French place, and the outside table reminds me of home. I haven't been back in several years. I miss it sometimes. One day I want to go back and show everyone who thought it was a terrible idea to move to America, that I made it. That I am a successful business woman. Rachel and I sit next to each other. A nice younger man takes our drink order, as she asks me about myself. I tell her I was born in rural France, in Roquevaire, not too far from the coastal town of Marseille. My father was an organ keeper, and my Mother was a musician. "When was the last time you saw your parents?" "They were both killed about 5 years ago in a car crash. I only had 3 months before finishing prep school. I left and came to America to study, using the money they had left me." "Oh dear," she takes my hand in hers. "I'm so sorry, forgive me for bringing such bad memories up. I'm sure they would be proud of you, having finished your studies." Her hand strokes mine in a loving way. "Yes Ma'am, I'm sure they would." "Tell about your boyfriends, you must of had hundreds of them." I blush, "I've only had three real boyfriends. Two were back in Roquevaire. One was just a boy I knew in prep school. The other was someone much older, more my parent's age. He took me to several sex clubs like the Whipping Post, except they were more a place to meet people and share experiences." "What kinds of experiences Nicolette?" Her hand moves to my thigh, "we shared a bed with others, in a ménage à trois. He was married and brought me to his home many times." "And what of this boyfriend you just broke up with?" "Jake, I met him at the University. We had been dating for almost two years." A tear starts to form in my eyes, "I thought we were exclusive with each other, but it appears as though he was with some girl at the club. He said she was his submissive. When we were there, I was involved in a scene. When I came back to his side, she was giving him a blowjob. I got angry that he hadn't said anything about it and left. That's when I saw you and Mark on stage. Watching you dominate him, got my mind off what had happened. When you were finished, he found me and told me about his submissive. I wanted to go home, but he told me I wasn't welcome anymore." The tears are flowing now. The waiter comes back to take our orders. Rachel orders for both of us, and gets a bottle of wine for the table. By the time he has our order down, I have collected myself. "I know this Jake from the club. He doesn't know what he's doing, and the girl that he has as his submissive, she's just a slut who will fuck anything that moves. They deserve each other Nicolette. You will find someone who will fulfill your needs, and live to make you happy. I will see to it." She leans in and kisses me on the mouth. Rachel kiss is devastating. Her soft lips press against mine. My lips part instinctively, and her tongue takes my open mouth as hers. Our tongue fight, as they swirl around. She clearly knows how to kiss a woman, as she owns my mouth, taking what she wants. I feel hot, and excited. I've kissed girls before, many times, but nothing like this. When the kiss breaks, I am out of breath. My heart is beating out of my chest, I can hear it pounding in my ears. My face is flushed, like a school girl. I want to kiss her again, but I'm thwarted by the waiter bring our meal. Rachel flirts with him, as he lays the dishes in front of us. It's amazing to watch how she manipulates people with her overt sex appeal. He left our table flushed and with the beginnings of a bulge in his pants. We are eating, and I watch as passersby glance over at her. Don't get me wrong, she has a beautiful body, and dresses well. She's like a sex magnet. Everything she does, or says, has you thinking of sex. I barely touch my food, I'm consumed with her kiss. She breaks the silence and my thoughts, with talking about her husband. "Mark, he's a good guy. When we married, he was a charmer. We were young, and I was a bit naive. We built our business from the ground up. We were both making lots of money, but rarely had time to spend with each other. Then I caught him with one of the secretaries, and everything changed." "How so? You seem to have a solid relationship now." "I learned that he had no control over his dick, so I took control. I took control of the company, of our lives, and his dick. He gets to use it when I want him too. The business has thrived since then, and so has our relationship. He gets off on his loss of control. Right now, Kim is probably teasing him to no end. He will be ready to do anything to cum tonight." I laugh out loud, "his cock is huge, it's one of the things that caught my eye that night. I wondered how a man with that large of a cock, could be someone's submissive." Her hand brushes back a strand of hair from my eyes, "Maybe you can help me with him tonight. I want to teach you how to control a man right. Would that be something you'd be interested in Nicolette?" "Yes Mistress," I say blushingly. "I'd do anything you want me to do." "That's a perfect response. Come on, let's go teach him a lesson he will never forget." We finish our meal and get into the waiting car. On our drive home, Rachel holds me closer, her arm is wrapped around me in a Motherly way. I feel safe with her protecting me. I know that I can learn so much from her, inside and outside of the business arena. When we arrive at her home, the driver helps us with my packages. He places them just inside the door. Rachel thanks him and releases him for the day. She calls out to Mark, who doesn't come at first. When he does come around the corner, he's flushed and out of breath. His cock is straining inside it's little cage. She tells him to gather up my bags and take them to my room and meet us in the playroom. His eyes brighten, as he bustles off to my room. Chapter Three Rachel and I went straight to their playroom. It is a huge room filled with furniture for a large group to sit, as well as a very large bed that could hold 10 people. There are all types of equipment, like the ones I had seen at the Whipping Post. We are both sitting on one of the sofas with Mark finally gets to the room. He is still in his bondage mitts, ball gag, and cock cage. "Kneel you little cum whore," Rachel yells at her husband. He kneels and keeps his head down. "Nicolette, would you be a dear and remove his gag and cage?" "Yes Mistress," I get the key from around her neck and move to where Mark is kneeling. I turn the key and the cage slips off. It's full of his slimy pre-cum. Then I remove his gag, his saliva drips down his chest. "Give it to him the cage to clean it out. I can't have him making a mess in here." I hand the cage back to him and he eagerly licks the cage clean. His thick cock is hanging between his legs. It is so swollen and angry with need. He fumbles with the cock cage because of the mitts and ends up dropping it on the floor. "Pick that up, you miserable excuse for a man." He bends down and picks it up with his teeth. He holds it in his mitts, and finishes cleaning his cum from the cage. "Nicolette, go to the first drawer over there and get him some cuffs and put them on him. I want him cuffed to the St. Andrews Cross." I kneel up and walk over to the drawer and pull out wrist and ankle cuffs. I place them on him and lead him over the the cross. When he is secured facing forward, Rachel gets up and goes over to a wall and removes a riding crop. When she comes over to where Mark is, she flicks the crop down on his throbbing cock. It bounces up and down, as he whimpers in pain. She flicks the crop again, and slaps his thighs and up his chest. "Did you bother Kim all day while we were gone?" He doesn't answer. She slaps his cock again with the crop. "Answer me you worthless troll!" "Yes Mistress." "Then you will watch Nicolette and I, while you get no relief." "Please Mistress," he begs. She hits his hanging balls with the crop. He winces in pain. "Remove your clothing Nicolette. Give him a good show and make him suffer." "Yes Mistress." I unzip my jeans, turn my ass to Mark. I slip them down, giving him a look at my thong covered ass. I reach back between my legs and run my fingers over my cloth covered folds. I can hear the slickness of my juices. I reach up and thumb the elastic of my thong and slowly slide them down and let them fall to my ankles. I step out of them and bend to pick them up. I move over to where Mark is restrained to the cross and stuff them into his mouth. "Oh that's a devilish touch my sweet, you're catching on quick." "Thank you Mistress," I say with a coy smile. While I am still near Mark, I lift my blouse over my head and drop it to the floor. I cup my smallish breasts and give him a good look at my pierced nipples. They are taut with need. He whimpers and suckles on my soiled panties. When I am finished teasing him, Rachel comes up behind me. She reaches around and cups my breasts. I feel her much larger breasts against my back. I feel skin on skin, so she must have removed her clothes while I was teasing her husband. Her hands squeeze my small tits, and rubs my perky nipples between her thumb and forefingers. I lean my head back and moan with her touch. Mark is almost crying, as he watches his wife play with my body. One of her hands moves down between my thighs, and cups my wet pussy. Her fingers slip through my folds. I reach back and try to touch her, but our bodies are too close. Finally, she turns me around and guides me to my knees. She puts one of her legs up on a chair, and pulls my head towards her splayed pussy. I lick her wet lips with my tongue. I use my fingers to spread her labia, and run my tongue through them. I press into her hole and hear her moan. I feel a warmth between my legs, as I service my Mistress for the first time. Her hands softly run through my hair. Her hips are meeting my tongue thrusts. My nose is bumping her clit and she is grinding against me. I replace my tongue with two fingers, as my lips take her engorged clit into my mouth. I give her a "come hither" motion with my fingers, touching her spongy soft G-spot. My tongue swirls around her clitty. It doesn't take long before she is pressing against my face and cumming. I lick her clit softly, while she slowly winds down. When her breathing becomes more in control, she releases my head and pulls me up to my feet. "That was lovely my dear. You're a very skilled young woman. Now go over and let the worthless pig clean my juices from your face." "Yes Mistress," I move over and pull my panties from Mark's mouth, and he starts licking my face like he hasn't eaten in a week. He is whimpering, as his tongue cleans his wife's juices from my face. "That's enough, would you like to have the worthless pig's cock in your pussy Nicolette?" "Yes Mistress, if it pleases you." She retrieves a cock ring and places it on Mark's already throbbing cock. When she is finished, she gives him a resounding smack. His cock goes bouncing, as he moans in pain. She grabs him by the balls, "you'd better not cum until Nicolette is done with you or you will be sleeping in your cage outside. Do you understand me?" "Yes Mistress." With that, I turn around and back up to his hanging cock. I reach between my legs and feed his hard shaft into my pussy. Despite his size, it slips in rather easily. I let the head enter and hold there, letting my pussy adjust to his girth. I spread my labia, and press back against his cock. It feels so good. I move back and forth, letting it work deeper each stroke. I feel so full, when I finally am able to take all of his cock. Because he can't move, I have all of the control of pace. I let it all the way inside me and milk it with my pussy muscles. I hear him groan with need. I have been so horny all day, that I have no intentions of waiting any longer. I pick up my pace and feel his huge throbbing cock slip in and out of my wet pussy. I reach back and play with my clit. I look up and see that Rachel has moved back to the sofa and is watching me fuck her husband, while she fingers herself. Nicoletter Ch. 02 I use every inch of his cock, working it all the way out, before letting it fill me again. This doesn't last long before I am cumming on his aching cock. The wet, sloshing sounds, send me over the edge. I scream in ecstasy. I leave him buried inside me, as my spasms wash over me. I can feel his cock twitch. I know he is about to cum. I pull off him and turn to cup his balls. His cock bounces, trying to achieve orgasm but the cock ring prevents him. His whimpers stir something deep inside me. I could get used to this. "Let him cum on your pretty breasts Nicolette." "Yes Ma'am." I kneel in front of Mark. I take his cock in my hands and slowly stroke it. It's wet from my juices. The slick sounds of my giving him a hand job, is getting me hot again. I reach down between my legs and finger my sensitive clit. When I look up at him, he's watching me finger myself. When his eyes roll back in his head, his cock throbs, and shoots thick ropes of cum all over my breasts. I spasm again, as he covers me with his sticky cum. Some of it is dripping off my nipples and down my belly. I continue to stroke his softening cock, milking every drop from him. When Rachel sees that he's finished, she tells me to uncuff him, and have him clean his cum from my breasts. Once he's released, he falls to his knees and starts lapping the sticky fluids from me. He takes extra time, softly sucking on my nipples. He dutifully cleans all of his cum off me. When he is finished, Rachel and I leave him and take a shower together, while Mark is left to clean the playroom. When I finally get to my bed, I'm asleep before my head hits the pillow. It's been a long and exciting day. To be continued... Nicoletter Ch. 03 Chapter One My first week at my new job went well. I got to meet a lot of new people. They were very warm and welcoming. This place seems to have a lot of happy employees. I was able to have lunch with a few of the staff and we talked about the work environment. I found out, interestingly enough, that office romances are very common. I can attest to that, my first day, I was in a conference call with Rachel, and she had the receptionist Tina, eating her out during the entire call. I noticed that Mark doesn't hang at the office much, but when he does, it's usually under Rachel's desk. As far as my sexual exploits, Rachel gave me a strange pager my first day. It's actually a vibrator. It looks like a small latex covered stapler, but it vibrates. It's controlled remotely by Rachel's phone. If she wants me, she just uses her phone to get my attention. I come running. During one meeting, I wasn't paying attention and she turned it on, and had me squirming the entire meeting. It was so quiet, no one knew, except for me acting like I had ants in my pants. It can really be a cruel device. When Friday came around, I was summoned by the pager. I went to her office and found a young man and woman standing in her office. I originally thought they were in trouble, but come to find out they both had made the top profits for the month. Rachel has a specific rewards system for that, as I was to soon find out. "Ah Nicolette, thanks for coming so quickly. I have a special job for you. Since you are the newest employee, we have a sort of initiation that we've had for years. These two hard working employees have had the highest marks for the month. I want you to give them their reward. Could you please remove your clothing?" "Yes Ma'am," I slip off my blouse and lay it on her couch, folded. Then I remove my bra and place it on top. Then I unzip my skirt and let it fall to the ground. I pick it up and fold it as well. Then I slip my thumbs in the elastic of my thong and let it fall to my ankles. I step out of them and place them on the pile of my clothes. I'm left with a waist cincher corset. "You may leave that on dear. Now, I want you to show them how grateful you are to be working here." It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what I'm supposed to do next. I drop to my knees in front of them. I reach up and run my hands up both of their thighs. She's wearing a skirt and he has trousers. My hand move to the growing bulge in his pants, as my hand slips up to her panties. I find them already wet. They both groan in unison. I slip my fingers under her panties and run my fingers through her folds. I look up at her and lick my lips seductively. He has a nice size lump going, and I lean over and put my mouth over it. I breathe hot air through his pants and that gets a reaction. His cock twitches in response. I break from this and reach to pull down her panties. She steps out of them, and I cast them over to the sofa, where Rachel in now sitting. Then I unbuckle his pants and unzip his fly. Reaching in his boxers, I find his hard cock. I pull it out and lick the pre-cum forming on the head. I look up into his eyes, licking my lips, wet with his slick juices. I start stroking his cock, as I move back over to her. She's lifted her skirt and propped one of her legs on a chair, letting me reach the wet lips of her pussy. I kiss right above her slit, then move down, to kiss her clit. I am still stroking him. I feel it swell more with need. I slip a finger into her channel, as I move over to him and take his cock into my mouth. My hand is on the base, as my lips meet it. My eyes start to water a bit, but I force myself down, letting his cock hit the back of my throat. I have two fingers now inside her, working slowly in and out of her sopping slit. I pull them out to swirl them around her clit, then plunge them back in again. I pull my lips off his cock and look up at him, swirling my tongue around his head. His head falls back, as he groans. I move back to her, finding her clit, wet with her juices. My tongue swirls around, before I suck it into my warm mouth. My other hand strokes his cock, slick from my saliva. I have them both right where I want them, teetering on the edge. I look to Rachel and feel that this is a test of some sorts. As I move back and forth with the two, it comes to me. I kneel up and lean back on Rachel's desk. My eyes move between the both of them. I spread my legs wide, giving them both a good view of my wet and waiting pussy. "Do you want some of this pussy?" Both of them answer with only a nod. "Then you better get over here and earn it, like you did this months reward." She is the first to move. Sliding down to her knees, she leans in to lick at my labia. He comes over and begins to tease my breasts, taking the nipple rings in his fingers. The combined stimulation has me near the edge already, but when he leans in and takes a nipple in his mouth, I explode into her mouth. Her tongue is lapping at my juices, that are dripping down to my tight rosette. I reach over and grab his cock and bring him over between my legs. She comes around the desk and leans in to kiss me, the sweet and tangy taste of pussy on her lips. We swirl our tongues together, as he thrusts his turgid cock inside me. I moan into her mouth. I reach to finger her again, her wetness is the evidence of her arousal. He is taking his pleasure between my thighs, thrusting in and out with a rapid pace. I reach down and finger my clit, sliding my hand down to feel his thick cock. as it forcefully goes in and out of me. I cum around his throbbing shaft, squeezing it, as he continues to furrough my slit. I push him aside, and bring her around, pulling her between my legs. I tell him to fuck her from behind. He doesn't need a second command. Her eyes light up when he thrusts his cock into her. I kiss her again. She is moaning in my mouth, as our tongue dance again. I reach down to her soft ass, and spread her cheeks, letting him go deeper into her channel. His grunts are low and feral. The sounds of their wet skin slapping is arousing. Our kiss is passionate, but her focus is torn between me and the thick cock pounding her needy pussy. I can feel her muscles tighten as she moves closer to the edge. I bite her lower lip, as she spasms with a beautiful orgasm. He is still fucking her, his need is evident. We both get off the desk, kneeling at his feet. I am first to take his glistening cock into my mouth. Her sweet juices make my mouth water for her again. I cup his balls and shaft. When I pull my mouth from his cock, I feed it to her. She takes it deeply, bobbing her head on his shaft. I squeeze his ball sack, and lean in to share his cock with her. Our lips meet, as we slide them along his shaft. Moving from the base to the head. Our lips meet and we kiss, sharing the pre-cum that's dripping from his tiny slit. I stroke his cock, squeezing it, as she takes it back down her throat. He doesn't last long. When his guttural groans grow louder, She removes his cock. His cum explodes from the tip, hitting her first, then me. His thick jism splashes on our faces. His throbbing cock, still in my hand, pulses. We both lean in and lick the head clean, before cleaning the remains from each other's face. The salty goodness, is warm and sweet. We both stand, and turn to Rachel, who a broad smile on her face. "Very nicely done. I assume that you both feel rewarded," looking to the two employees. They both nod, as they adjust their clothing. "Then you may get back to your decks, and thank you for your hard work." When they both leave, she turns back to me. "I was impressed how you turned a request from a submissive to a dominant position. You really took charge and had them both eating out of your hands." 'Thank you Mistress." Her words, give me reason to feel good about myself. I really have been learning from the best. Chapter Two I get dressed and head back out into the main office area. I saunter back towards my desk, confident in my reputation for being someone who does what it takes to get things done. I know that everyone's eyes are on me. I smell of sex and I don't care that everyone knows. This is way it is around this office. When I get back to my desk, there's a note from the guy who just had his cock in my pussy. He's asking if we could meet sometime for dinner. I know it's not dinner he wants. I enjoy knowing that others desire me. I'm sure this is what Rachel gets all the time. I could get used to it. I text him that I will think on his request and get back with him. He's not the first to make such a request, nor will he be the last. I try to keep my aloofness, but the slut in me wants them all. The rest of the day goes by pretty fast. When its time to leave for the day, I head over to Rachel's office. When I get there, she's on the phone. She has this devilish smile on her face. I know that means trouble for someone, and by the way she smiles up at me when I come, I know it's me. She says nothing as she hangs up the phone. We gather her stuff and head for the car. The driver takes the normal route home, but it has me thinking of what her plans are. Her hand on my thigh does nothing to calm my inner fears. When we get home, Mark is there to greet us. He's in his normal gear for home. He's naked with his cock cage on, bondage mitts, and a gag. His cock is straining against the cage. I can see his cum dripping from the end of his cock. Rachel tells me that it was cleaning day, and that means that the two cleaning girls have been teasing him for most of the day. She's not kidding either. When we go into the main living area, there are two scantily clad females dusting the book shelves. They are both wearing only a harness, that appears to be securing plugs in their ass and pussy. I have never seen such a thing. Both are wearing heels with thigh high stockings. The ensemble is complete with a collar. The sight of them definitely has an effect on me. Rachel explains when she catches me gawking at them. "They both work as submissives at the club. I give them odd jobs and one of them is cleaning my house once a week. I let them tease Mark, so he is good and needy when the weekend starts," she laughs. She is one sadistic bitch and I want to be just like her. They both kneel at her feet when we come into the room. Both are bending to kiss her heels. Mark is standing next to me, whimpering, as the two girls show their devotion to Rachel. I reach over and rub my hand on Mark's ass. He paws at my breasts through my blouse. He's clumsy and I swat his mitt away. When the girls are finished with their show of subservience, they are both dress, and are taken home by Rachel's driver. We all go into the dining area, where Kim has prepared us dinner. After the meal and some time to unwind from the busy day, Rachel and I go up to my room. She helps me pick out something to wear tonight. She tells me we are going out for a little get together she has planned. My mind flashes back to her evil grin and the phone call at work. She goes through my drawers and picks out a beautiful scarlet red half corset. It fits right under my breasts, and holds my stomach tight. I have grown to love them. I love the way they accentuate my body, by tightening my waist, and drawing attention to my breasts and ass. Once it's on and she has it cinched up tight, she lays out a pair of white stockings with red heels. After putting them on, I look in the mirror and I'm surprised by how I look. I catch her looking at me as well in the reflection of the mirror. When I turn around to face her, I see only one item left. It's a collar. While I am normally submissive, I've noticed in the past several weeks, she has been grooming my dominant side. She must see the questioning in my eyes, when she tells me that I will be meeting her Domme friends, in a special get together to meet me. While I'm excited about meeting her friends, I'm still perplexed as what all this is about. We go back downstairs, and find that Kim has been setting out some finger foods she's prepared. That's when I realize the get together will be here. Mark comes over and makes nice comments about my attire. I try to blow him off, but it's nice to get positive feedback from men too. Rachel tells him to go get his things for when company comes over. He scuttles off with a jump in his step. When he returns, he is holding a cock ring, his wrist and ankle cuffs, and a black leather hood. When he gets closer to Rachel, he fumbles them onto the floor. She slaps him across the face, telling him what a useless piece of meat he is. He whimpers, as he bends to try and pick them up. She takes his mitts off, and he is able to pick up his mess. He puts his cuffs on and she secures them with a lock. He is putting the hood on, but she adds a penis gag and secures it with another lock. The last item is the cock ring. She strokes him, before putting it on. When she is finished, he is standing there in all his worthlessness. She clicks two leashes into our collars, and leads us to the playroom. When we get there, she places Mark, in what I can only describe as a sarcophagus. When she closes the door, there is only a hole for his hooded face and his cock. She slaps the offending phallus, before leading me further into the room. She has pulled an ottoman into the center of the room. It is surrounded by sofas, chairs and couches. She instructs me to kneel beside the ottoman, which I do without hesitation. I am nervous inside, but very turned on. She cups my face and pulls my eyes to hers. "Nicolette, these women are all friends of mine, and will soon be your friends too. But tonight will be an initiation into our group. It something that every woman here tonight has gone through." Her hand moves down my cheek, "we will use your body, for our own pleasure, as well as, yours." She smiles down at me. "You will have your safe words, yellow - to slow down, and red - to stop. Do you understand them?" "Yes Mistress." "Very good. You will enjoy tonight Nicolette, of that I promise." Again she gives me that evil smile, and my face flushes from the heat of my core. Chapter Three It was about 9:30 when people start filing into the room. I am still on my knees, patiently waiting for the crowd to arrive. With each lady that enters, they pass by Mark in his sarcophagus. They either tease or slap his exposed cock. At first I feel sorry for him, but it seems that either way, he moans in pleasure. The ladies come in and find a place to sit. Some regard me, some do not. The conversations are mingled with the thoughts running in my mind. They are a varied mix of people. Some are young, but most are Rachel's age. All of them are dressed well, some in severe lifestyle wear, and some in casual clothes. In the end, there are about 12 women. When they are all settled, Rachel tells me to go get the party trays. At first, I'm not sure what she means, but then I remember the things Kim had prepared for the party. I head into the kitchen and find the trays. There are two trays of food. Kim helps me, as I pick them both up and head back to the room. I walk around, offering them something. This is when they start to notice me. Some actually run their hands on my body. I struggle to maintain the balance of the trays. With both trays in my hands, it's like I am restrained. After everyone has been given the chance to take something, I head back to the kitchen to bring the drink trays. These too are full of glasses of wine. One is a tray of a red wine, the other is white. As the glasses are taken from the tray, the balance is altered. I struggle again, to keep from spilling. But when everyone has a drink, I return the trays to the kitchen. When I come back, Rachel leads me to the first woman. She has me kneel at her feet. Rachel introduces me as her protégé. She gives each woman's name in turn, and how she knows them. Many are from the club, but others are clients from B&D Investment Group. Once we have made it around the room, and everyone has been introduced to me, I am led back to the ottoman in the center of the room. I am placed on it, on all fours. Rachel runs her hand down my back. It feels wonderful. My body responds to her touch. I can feel my nipples perk. They had already been hard, but they become tight now. My labia is splayed and wet with need. She gives me a hard slap to each of my presented ass cheeks. "Now for the entertainment portion of the evening. Ladies, if you will take the toy of your choice, I want you to come and initiate young Nicolette into our little group." I hadn't noticed any toys around the room, but from everywhere, these ladies bring dildos on poles. Some are shaped, some are large, some thin. Some of the women have strap-ons, as they gather around me. I feel hands on body. Too many hands to keep track of. I feel the first cock enter me. It slips in with little resistance. It's of medium size and I feel it going in and out of my wet pussy. It doesn't take long to have me panting with need. One of the ladies moves in front of me. Her hand grabs my head and pulls it to her. She's lifted her skirt and I inhale her scent. My tongue automatically goes to her folds. I can hear her moans, as the cock in my pussy is replaced by another. The sensations of their hands and the next cock inside me are too much for me. I whimper my first request to cum. "Ladies, does she deserve to cum yet?" The crowd responds in unison, "NO!" I keep licking until she moves on and another woman takes her place. They keep this up for a long time. It feels like hours but I'm sure it's not that long. My body is racked with need. I am struggling to hold my orgasm at bay. When a large cock is placed at my entrance, I moan loudly into the pussy I am servicing. Someone slaps my upturned ass. The cock is hitting so deep inside me, places that haven't been touched in a long time. I feel my lips stretched and my channel full. The hands continue to touch me, driving me mad with desire. I ask again to be allowed to cum. There is a pause, but another denial comes. The next cock is inside me. It's not as large, but the woman is intense. Somehow, she starts to spin the dildo and I am moaning. My body is trembling. I can feel my pussy clench, as I feel the need to pee. I lose my focus, and stop licking the woman in front of me. She slaps my face and brings me back to her splayed sex. I hear her moans, as she cums. The next cock inside me must be a strap-on, the woman grabs my hips and brings me back onto her phallus. My body is like a rag doll, being pulled from one end to the other. The sensation of being used by this mob of dominant women is overwhelming. I feel that I am right at the edge of cumming. The woman that is fucking me leans over onto my back. It's Rachel. "You may cum for us Nicolette," she whispers in my ear. And with that my body is rocked with spasms. I didn't feel I could hold out much longer. I want to please Rachel, and the others. A multitude of spams wash over my trembling body, like nothing I have ever experienced before. My orgasm is so strong that I see flecks of black and white lights, floating in my vision. I must have passed out, because when I come to, I'm laying in Rachel's arms on one of the sofas. She's stroking my hair, as the women are talking amongst themselves. I see that Mark has been released from his imprisonment, and is now serving drinks. His cock is protruding, erotically, from its ring. He is in his own space, surrounded by dominant women. They poke and prod at him. When everyone sees that I am awake now, they start filing by, offering their congratulations and welcoming me to their group. I can see the pride in Rachel's eyes and it makes me feel wonderful. She has done so much for me, and yet again, she has brought me into her circle. Nicoletter Ch. 03 Looking up into her eyes, "Thank you Mistress." "You're welcome my pet. You've done such a wonderful job at winning the girls over. They have been going on and on about how well your performance was tonight." She leans down to kiss me. Her mouth owns mine, as her tongue drives in to take what is hers. I feel the stirrings in my core. To be continued... Nicoletter Ch. 04 Chapter One I have been enjoying my time here in Rachel's home. She has been such a godsend for me. Work has been trying at times, but I am learning a lot. Rachel gives me special jobs to do, and I get them done in the most proficient way. I'd like to think I'm earning my keep. She is very reassuring with her comments and praise. It's been another long week and I am looking forward to the weekend and some much needed time off. Rachel has been hinting for awhile about letting me have Mark as my personal slave in the coming week. She has a business trip that will keep her away. She wants me to practice with him all week and then do a demonstration with him the following weekend at the Whipping Post. I can't say that the thought of having the power over someone is not alluring, but I am still a little unsure of my abilities to command his respect. I've had my chances to top Mark, but Rachel was always nearby. This time, she will be nowhere around and he may try to act out with me. I am looking forward to the opportunity. On Monday, the driver drops Rachel off at the airport before driving me to work. When she exits the car, she hands me Marks' key and tell me that I have free reign over him until after my demonstration next weekend. I kiss her goodbye and tell her I will miss her. She tells me to have Mark comfort me while she's gone. I luxuriate over that thought. I can really see some benefits to having the responsibility for Mark's care. I'm thinking bubble baths, breakfast in bed, a whole lists of possibilities. Besides, I've been wanting more of his fat cock lately. I spend most of Monday thinking of things I will do to him this week. My day drags slowly, as I Rachel is not here. I do end up helping to organize her office while she's away. I want to surprise her when she gets back with how organized I have everything. When it's time to head home, I call Mark and tell him to be waiting at the door when I get there. The drive is longer with Rachel not here, but I am still thinking about what I should do with Mark on our first night alone. When I get there, he is kneeling at the door, like a happy little puppy. That thought sparks an idea. I grab his leash and take him for a walk in the backyard. I call it a backyard, its more like 15 acres. He's wearing his normal Friday gear, mitts, cock cage, collar, and gag. He follows me, as I lead him around the grounds. When we come to a bench near the gardens, I sit. He comes close, and I stroke him on his head. He lovingly nuzzles against me. (at least he's not humping my leg...yet) Kim is a dear, and brings me out a glass of wine. It's something that Rachel normally gets, but I guess she is missing her too. I thank her and ask if she'd like to sit, but she thanks me and says she needs to finish dinner. I watch, as she walks away. She is such a beautiful young lady, even without the sexy maid outfit. Maybe I'll have the chance to get to know her in a carnal way this week. Mark is getting ancy, so I send him off to pee. He looks at me funny, and I clarify that I want him to go pee on a bush somewhere. He turns and goes off to find one. I'm back to my thoughts about Kim. Rachel has never involved her in any of our play, but I wonder why would she have her dressed this way. Mark is back and nudging me again. I guess he has done his thing. I lead him back into the house. Once inside, I take off his mitts and have him remove everything else. I tell him to go clean and put everything away and return for dinner. He gallops off to his room, while I go to the kitchen. I'm watching Kim as she efficiently prepares dinner. I find out we are having a typical Japanese dinner. I'm excited. When Mark gets back, I tell him to bring the low coffee table from the playroom, then some pillows for us to sit on. I want to set the traditional Japanese dining environment. Kim tells me we are having white rice, with boiled fish, and steamed squash. There is also going to be miso soup and pickled vegetables. She has really outdone herself. The redolence of her cooking has my mouth watering. Mark sets up the table and I help him arrange the pillows around. When Kim brings the bowls out with the food, she is surprised at our table preparation. I insist that she stay and have dinner with us. For once, she complies. She begins the meal by saying itadakimasu. She tells us this means, "I humbly receive." I think it's a great way to start the meal. The dishes are all set at the table. There are the traditional tokkuri and ochoko serving set for saki. Then dinner is a casual Kaiseki style meal that includes an appetizer of fermented vegetables, some sashimi, a bowl of miso soup, a serving of grilled fish, and steamed vegetables with rice.There are smalls of Soy, Karashi, and Wasabi sauce for dipping. Kim is very good and helping us with our manners. She pours the saki for us. Mark is having problems with his chopsticks, and Kim and I are laughing at him. I watch Kim, I enjoy the formality of the meal. She is very precise. The ritual of the meal is much like submission. Everything has a form, everything has a reason. All in all, it was a great meal. I thank Kim for her time and effort for this special presentation. She bows in her response and show of respect. I turn and bow in return. She is a very dedicated employee of Rachel's. I want to do something to show my appreciation for all that she has done today, and for what she's done before. I suggest that we share a bath together. I know it is an old tradition, usually reserved for family, but I want her to feel that she is apart of this family. She bows again, which I return. We leave Mark to clean up after us and wait for me by Rachel's bed. He's not too happy with this, and feels he's being left out on all the fun. I lean into his ear, telling him he's earned ten lashes from my dragon tail. He scampers off to complete his task. I take Kim's hand and lead her upstairs to the Rachel's master bath. Chapter Two Kim follows me up the stairs, and into Rachel's room. I've been in her bathroom before and it can only be described as opulent. There is a very large shower, that could fit 5 people easily, with many shower heads that come at you from every direction. There is also a very large spa tub. It can also hold many people. The giant wall to wall mirror has several sinks, with all of Rachel's things neatly in their place. When we arrive, I turn to Kim and I begin undressing her. She says nothing, understanding that this is my sign of respect for her. I slip her heels off, then reach up and begin to pull her stockings down. Her skin is so soft and warm. I turn her and unlace her corset and slip it off. Then I unzip her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Next, I turn her around and slowly unbutton her blouse. It slips from her shoulders. She's now standing there naked, in all her alluring glory. I take her things and fold them and lay them on the dresser. Her skin is an alabaster, so soft and delicate. We stand there and look into each others eyes. She knows that I want her, but does she want me? I put my hand on her shoulder and let it go behind her neck. I can feel her body trembling. When I feel her shaking, I know. I lean in and take her mouth with mine. Her soft lips are wet. Her arms go around me, pulling me closer. My tongue delves into her mouth, parting her lips. i find her tongue and swirl mine around it, taking her in a soft but firm way. But before we can get to far along, she stops me. Perhaps I've gone beyond her limits? But she stops only to undress me. She removes heels, and stockings. Her hands encircle me and unzip my skirt. It falls to the ground. She pulls my thong down with it. She slips her hands under my blouse and lifts it over my head. Now we're both standing there naked. She takes my hand and leads me to the shower. At first, I try to guide her to the large tub, but she tells me that we are going to have a traditional Japanese bath. That's where you clean first, then soak in the tub. Before she turns, I reach up to unlock and remove her collar. I want her to know that she is not bound as an employee to do this. I want her to do this with me of her own free will. With this, I follow her into the shower. She adjusts the water to a warm stream. She pulls a stool up and sets it down near the warm stream. She wants me to sit, but I insist that she goes first. I familiar with the tradition of the most honored one going first. I kneel and take a cloth and wet it under the warm spray. I gently wet her skin. I use one of Rachel's scented shower gels, and squeeze some into the cloth. I rub her short legs, from the foot to her thigh, massaging as I go. Then I move to her back, and continue to clean her. I use small circling strokes, and gently wash the day's sheen from her body. I lean in and kiss her lightly on her shoulder. She moans softly. This is the first sound that she utters. I take the cloth and reapply the gel, and take her arms, one by one and clean them. I take my time. I want her to feel that I am here to serve her for a change. I reach around her body, and use the soapy cloth to wash her belly, and up to her breasts. My hand brushes her nipples and I find them hard as diamonds. I abraid them with the cloth. My hands cup her mounds and I squeeze them through the lathered cloth. Her head falls back to my shoulders. I lean in and kiss her softly on her neck. Moving up, my lips trace behind her ear. I can feel her body quiver in my arms. Her hands come over her head to hold mine, against hers. I run my tongue over her ear. I break our embrace after a few minutes. Then rinse the cloth and apply some more gel. I reach down between her legs and wash her swollen labia. I can feel that her lips have flowered with need, and her clit is peeking out from it's protective hood. I wash her gently, letting the soapy cloth, run across her sex. Another moan escapes her lips. The cloth goes further, reaching her tight rim and my cleaning is done. I hold her again, letting the cloth fall cloth to the ground. My breasts are pressed into her back. My hands wander over her body. I've wanted to touch her like this since I first saw her in the kitchen that first morning. She is the first to break the embrace. She rinses in the warm stream, then turns and motions me to sit on the small stool. Then she kneels before me and repeats the same ritual with me. My body is replete with need, as her soft hands play me like a instrument. She cleans every inch of my body with care and the utmost fidelity. The way her hands touch my skin, relaxes me. After such a busy and stressful week, it's exactly what I needed most. The nervousness that I felt in the beginning, has melted away like the walls of a discarded sandcastle. She wraps her arms around me, pulling me close to her. Our wet bodies become one. She kneels up and pulls me into the warm stream, and we rinse the soapy film from our bodies. While I am squeezing the water from my hair, she is off drawing water for a bath. I know that this is the traditional finale to bathing. A Japanese bath is meant for soaking and relaxing. We both enter together. The warm water smells good. She's added oils and scents to the water. I lean against the back and pull her towards me. My arms wrap around her, pulling her back to me. My hands gently stroke her. We lay there for awhile, enjoying the calm and peace that this traditional Japanese bath has provided. I could lay here with her for hours, and we almost do. After running more warm water several times, we finally step out and begin to towel each other off. I take her hand and lead her into Rachel's bedroom. She stops to reach for her collar, to put it back on. I stop her, to tell her she doesn't have to. She drops her eyes to the floor, and tells me she wants to submit to me. That she has longed to do this since she first met me. I pull her to me, then give her a slap on the ass, and tell her to hurry up then. She smiles, with a lustful hunger. Chapter Three When we walk into the bedroom, Mark is kneeling by his wife's bed. Leading Kim to him, I stroke his face. I put my hand on Kim, and guide her to her knees beside him. Both of my submissives, kneeling before me. I pull Marks head into my wet pussy. He inhales my scent, before kissing my pussy sweetly. Kim reaches up and touches my ass, stroking it, kneading it. I run my fingers through her black hair. I move Mark aside and let Kim taste me for the first time. Mark reaches over to touch her, and I slap his hand away. She licks my folds, placing a finger there. She enters me, and my head falls back. Her wet tongue dances around my swollen clit. I grab Mark by the hair and drag him over behind me, pressing his face into my crack. I spread my legs and let them both service me. The soft, wet touches of their tongues, have my stomach tightening. A moan escapes my lips, as they lave at my two holes. I push them away, and tell them both to get on the bed on all fours. They scurry to comply. I get them side by side, and reach to touch their sex. I slip a finger into Kim, as I grab Mark's thick cock. I press into Kim's sopping hole, as I begin to milk Mark's shaft. The smell of sex fills the room. I lean in and kiss Kim's pussy. It tastes so sweet, and tangy. My fingers work in and out of her wet folds, that have flowered with my intrusion. She takes me inside her, and I feel her clench around them. I start to stroke Mark's cock, and squeeze his firm shaft. Both are moaning with need. Just when I feel them both slipping close to the edge, I stop and give each a hard slap to their upturned asses. Each whimper in unison. I nudge Kim to lay down on her back. I tell Mark to play with her breasts, he doesn't hesitate my command, and begins to lick and kiss her mounds. I slip between her thighs, and kiss my way to where they meet. When I near her pussy, I kiss around her swollen labia. I can hear Mark suckling her nipples, pulling them away from her body. Her moans tell me that she has sensitive nipples too. I take one of her lips in my mouth, and suck on it, gently biting it. I thumb her clit in small circles. Mark is stroking his cock, while lavishing Kim's breasts. I take the other tender fold into my mouth and nibble it gently, before biting it harder. She moans again. Her hips lift to encourage me, as I slip two fingers inside her. I hear the wet sound of her arousal, as my fingers begin to move in and out of her channel. I take her clit between my soft lips and swirl my tongue around the engorged nub. I feel a spasm from within her. The walls of her pussy clench my fingers. I suck harder on her clitty. My tongue dances around it. I look up at her and see her lust filled eyes, slightly hooded, and replete with need. I nod my permission to cum, and she does without delay. Her body shudders, and writhes in the throes of her orgasm. Her hips buck against my mouth, as I continue to finger her, curving my fingers up and giving her the "come hither" motion. She spasm with another blissful convulsion, right behind the first. Marks is pulling her nipples away from her body, further beguiling her. As Kim's orgasm starts to ebb, I move up between her legs. I push Mark away, as I kiss my way to her mouth. My tongue invades her lips as we share her sweetness. She wraps her arms around me, "thank you Mistress." My core floods with wetness with her words. "MMMmmm, you're most welcome Kim." I roll us over, as we continue to kiss and tongue each other. She starts to move down my body, kissing my neck, then shoulder. Her hands knead my breasts, as her lips take in one of nipple rings. A deep moan escapes my lips, as she gives it a tug with her teeth. I reach for Mark's cock and bring him closer to me. Kim teases my other nipple, before moving further down. I stoke Mark's shaft and squeeze it, forcing a thick droplet of pre-cum to form. I look into his eyes, urging him to give it to me. He shudders in reckless anticipation, as I pull him into my wet mouth, licking his slick cum from his cock. Kim kisses the inside of my hip bone, before moving to my vulva. Her tongue finds my clit swollen and needy. When her soft lips brush my aching nub, I shudder. I moan around Mark's cock which is now pulsing in my hot mouth. Kim is a very skilled cunnilingus, lapping at my sex. Mark's cock is pistoning in my lips, bumping into the back of my throat. I cup his ball sack and squeeze them. He groans in reply. I can feel his cock pulsing. I have other ideas, so I pull it out, squeezing it tightly. I roll over onto my front, keeping Kim's lips on me. She is now on her back, between my legs. I look at Mark, his lust filled eyes tell me of his need. I tell him I want his thick cock in my ass. He gives me an ardorous look, and leans to get some lube from the bedside table. I arch my back, as I lay my head on the sheets. Kim is still laving my pussy with her skilled tongue. I feel the warm head of Mark's cock against my tight rim. I reach back and spread my cheeks, opening up myself for his entry. I feel the initial pain but push back against it. I crave for him to take me without any warm up. His bulb pushes in slowly. He stops and lets me adjust to his girth. It doesn't take long with Kim's fluttering tongue at my clit. Oh god his cock feels good inside me. I feel my cunt clench with need. I press back and encourage him to fuck me. He doesn't hesitate and buries his thick shaft into my bowels. He senses my need and starts to pummeling my tight hole. Kim reaches up and pulls at one of my rings, I writhe against Mark's pounding. His grunts tell me that he can't last long in my tight hole. That doesn't matter, as I am so near now. I feel the spasms start deep inside my core. They wash over my body. The force is something I've never felt before. My body shudders, as Mark grunts and begins to empty his cum inside me. Kim has latched onto my clit and is swirling her wet tongue around the sensitive bud. This sends me over again, my body awash with pure ecstasy. My frenzied convulsions push Mark's withering cock from my rosette. I feel empty but well sated. His warm, sticky cum oozes from my hole, and mixes with my juices. Kim eagerly laps it up. Mark rolls off and lays beside me. I turn over and pull Kim up into my arms. We all lay there for awhile, basking in our shared bliss. Each of our hands stroke the other. When I feel Mark's cock begin to stir again, I tell him to take my thong from the bathroom, place them in his mouth, and go sleep in my bed tonight. He hesitates, wanting to stay with us. I tell him that his hesitation has cost him another ten lashes from my dragon tail. He whimpers and complies. Once he's left, I kiss Kim on her forehead and our legs intertwine. She looks up into my eyes and tells me that she would like to taste my whip sometime too. My lips curls to one side, and I ask her if she'd like to come to the club this weekend as my submissive. With a starry scintillation in her eyes, she nods, kissing me on my lips. She lays her head against my breast and I hold her tight, as we drift off into blissful slumber. To be continued... Nicoletter Ch. 05 Chapter One The week has gone by so fast. It has been another good week at work. I have been able to organize Rachel's office. It's Saturday and Rachel is due back from her business trip today. Mark, Rachel's husband and submissive, is asleep beside me in my bed. I have been left in charge of his care while she's been gone. It has given me the opportunity to work my Domme skills that Rachel has been mentoring me on. Except for the first night, he has gone to bed with a very sore backside. Rachel had told me before she left, that she wanted me to do a demonstration at the Whipping Post when she returned. Mark has been a very willing subject, or should I say guinea pig. I've had him flogged, whipped, sexual service, and even some severe CBT. My fears that he would not respect me once Rachel was gone, turned out to be unfounded. He has been a model submissive. I did have to reprimand him last night, because I had forgotten to lock his cock cage on Friday, and I came home to find him trying to violate the cleaning girls. I had him service them both before they left, while I lashed his behind with my dragon tail. I couldn't tell who was screaming louder, him or the girls. He does have a skilled tongue when properly motivated. Looking over to his ass now, it is still swollen and slightly bruised. I intend to whip him tonight at the club, so I'm glad that he's bruises are not too bad. I reach over and slap his behind to wake him up. He yelps and rolls over to greet me. He sees that I am fingering my pussy and he doesn't have to be told what to do. It has been our morning ritual since Rachel left. He spits the panties out of his mouth, that I make him sleep with. He has grown fond of sleeping with my used panties. I will have to tell Rachel of his new fetish. He slips between my thighs and starts to lave at my wet folds. I grab his hair, and press him into me. His whimpers make me flood with moisture. His tongue licks at my juices, before pushing into my channel. Just like his cock, Mark has a large, thick tongue. I let him tongue fuck me for a few minutes. Then I tell him to roll over and I straddle him. His cock is huge and swollen. I place the bulbous head at the entrance to my pussy and sit down on his thick shaft. God I love the feeling of fullness that his cock provides. I going to miss waking up this way once Rachel returns today. His cock is pulsing, as I move up and down on him. The wet sounds of me fucking him, is enough to get anyone going. I seat him deep inside me and start rocking my hips, rubbing my clit against his pubic bone. I reach down and twist one of his nipples. He groans with pleasure from my using him. I'm getting close, as I feel my stomach muscles tightening. I reach back and grab his tight balls, I know from the pulsing of his cock that he is close too. I squeeze his sack hard and cum on his turgid shaft. I keep riding him and squeeze his cock with my kegels. He erupts into my channel, spewing hot lava. The sensation of his cum spurting inside me makes me go off again. His cock his bumping my G-spot and I flood his cock and scrotum with my cum. I stay on him, feeling his cock pulse inside me. I lay across his chest, while I feel his cock grow flaccid and slip from my sheath. His warm cum, mixed with my juices, leak out onto him. Once my spasms have ebbed, I crawl up onto his face and have him tidy up his mess. His moans, vibrate into my pussy, rocking my core again. My intent was to just have him lick his cum from pussy, but he has me near yet another orgasm. I grind against his face and flood his mouth with my warm juices. I sit there on his face for a few minutes while he finishes cleaning me. Then I lift myself off and kneel beside him. He has a very snarky grin on his face, so I slap him hard. His only response is to thank me. He's such a good boy when motivated. I slip out of bed and take a quick shower. I turn back and tell him not to clean up today. I want him smelling of my sex all day, and when Rachel comes home. I towel off and decide not to dress for breakfast this morning. I head on down to the kitchen and find Kim there as usual. The only thing that has been new somce Rachel left, is that she has been submitting to me. I've kept her naked all week. I had told her after our sensual night together, that she could be as informal as she wanted this week. She has our breakfast ready and on the table. She has made my favorite, waffles with fresh blueberries and whipped cream. I lean over and give her a passionate kiss this morning. Then I dip my finger into the whipped cream and spread it on her erect nipple. And of course I bend to lick it off, savoring the chance to tease her. We all share breakfast together. I send Mark off to make sure things are in their place for his wife's return. I tell him that she is expected back this afternoon. Kim and I clean up the kitchen, cleaning our dishes and putting them away. When we're done, I invite her up to my room and spend the rest of the day together, planning what she will wear for me tonight to the club. We end up making love and falling asleep in each other's arms. Around 2pm, Mark wakes us up to tell us Rachel is on her way from the airport. Kim and I get dressed. She goes to prepare a snack for Rachel, while I go and make sure that Mark has completed his chores for her homecoming. I am not surprised that he has done a good job. We stand at the door, waiting for Rachel to arrive. He is kneeling, ass up, with a butt plug seated in his tight hole. I thought is was a nice touch. Rachel arrives and greets us both. She sends Mark (her worthless fucktoy) out to fetch her bags. I give her an extra special hug on her return. We walk into the kitchen as Mark is carrying her bags up to her room. Kim is there putting out some snacks for Rachel. She greets her, as she takes a bite from freshly rolled sushi and sashimi. I tell her about what's been going on at the office. We also talk about tonight. She asks me if I feel prepared to handle Mark in a demonstration. I tell her that I am fully prepared. I explain that Mark and I have been in the playroom every night after work. I giggle and tell her to check out his ass when he comes down. Kim comes and offers us both a glass of wine. Rachel catches her eye but doesn't say anything, just thanks her. When she starts to fill full, we both head upstairs to her room. Mark has already put all her things away and is waiting by her bed on his knees. He looks so sweet there. I can see in his eyes how much he has missed her. As much as he is always chasing the cleaning girls, Kim and myself, he honestly loves Rachel. It warms my heart to see that. I decide to excuse myself and tell Rachel that we can finish talking later. Thank kisses me gently and I turn to go. She stops me at the door and asks me if I think I'm prepared to possibly run into Jake as the club. I hesitate for a minute, then tell her I'm good with that. When I head back down to the living room, a chill runs through my body. I had totally forgotten about the chance of seeing him again. Now my fears and self doubt start to creep back. Chapter Two I spent the rest of the afternoon preparing for tonight's demonstration at the club. I was able to sit down with Rachel and go over some of the things that happened while she was away. She was most surprised by Kim submitting to me and agreeing to go with us tonight. She kissed me sweetly and told me how proud she is of the way I have been growing by leaps and bounds in my training. I reply that it's because I have such a great teacher and mentor. We're all dressed and ready to go to the Whipping Post. Mark is in a leather harness, collar, and trench coat. Kim is wearing a beautiful school girl outfit, sheer white blouse, plaid skirt, with white stockings, and 4" heels. Her hair is put up in pigtails and this really shows off her collar. Even though we are nearly the same age, she is able to pull it off. I can see her erect nipples through her blouse and I lean in to give them a twist. Rachel is by far the most appealing. She's wearing a full, black silk corset with leather pants. Her boots are thigh length and make her a good 4 inches taller than all of us. The corset has shelving to push her breasts up to show off her more than ample cleavage. I am wearing a new corselette, with a sheer white blouse under it. I decide to wear a short skirt and thigh high stockings, with 4" heels. All in all, I think we're a great looking bunch of kinksters. Our driver gets us there is short order. As we get out of the car, we attract a lot of attention. Rachel is greeted by several of the members before we even get into sign in. When we get the reception table, I find that I am now a full paid member. I give Rachel a kiss, and thank her for this. She tells me that I have certainly earned it. We head over to the lounge area. We each have a drink. I need something to calm my nerves, but I limit this to just one. I find myself looking around to find Jake. I kick myself for this, because I don't even know if he will be here tonight. Kim, kneeling at my feet, sense this and nuzzles against my leg. I run my fingers down her back, as I look into her eyes. Rachel and I are sitting on a sofa, while we wait for our turn on the main stage. We talk about what I plan to do. She gives me some last minute suggestions. When our time comes, I take a deep breath and clip the leash into Mark's collar. He had already checked his coat at the door. I lead him to the stage. There is already a big crowd. I was hoping that since we had an early time, there would only be a sparse crowd. I pull Mark's wrist and ankle cuffs from my bag, and have him attach them. While he's doing this, I bring out a light flogger, two heavy floggers and my dragon flogger. I hang them on a rack near the St. Andrew's cross. When Mark is done, I clip his cuffs into the O-rings of the cross, with him facing the cross. His cock is already full of blood, and hanging nicely between his legs. Once he is secure, I run my fingernails down his back, and give him a hard slap on his ass. I go to the rack and pull the light flogger off. I twirl it, giving it a swoosh sound near Mark. He flinches, anticipating the strike. I trail the falls on his back, letting the leather tease his back and shoulders. Then I step back start letting the tails lightly slap his back. I work the flogger along each side of his back and shoulders. Then I skip the lower back and move to his ass. I strike a little harder there. This brings some early color to his skin. I switched to the two heavier flogger and moved closer to Mark. I run my hands down his back, touching the marks I've put on him. His moan lets me know he's enjoying this so far. I lean in to his ear and whisper, "I'm going to make this a whole lot redder now." He groans when I reach around and grab his stiff cock. "Yes Mistress." I step back and whirl them around, whipping the air right behind him. I can see his body shudder with anticipation. I start out slow, alternating each flogger and striking his upper back again. The heavier foggers make a resounding thud, as they hit their mark. I slowly move down, catching the falls just below the previous strike. His moans are louder now, coming more from his inner core. I move my target down to his ass, and increase my speed and strength. His flesh ripples with with each thud. I can see his thick cock hanging down between his legs, pulse with each strike. I twirl the floggers, spreading the falls up and down his back, then down to his reddening ass again. I continue until I can see that he is trying to move his behind to guide my strikes. I flip the floggers on either of my shoulders, and move to him again. "How do you like me kisses now, Mark?" "I always love your kisses Mistress." I reach around and grab his turgid cock again, "I can see that. Your cock never lies. I bet you want to fuck me again, don't you. You can't wait to slip your worthless cock into my wet pussy can you?" I squeeze his cock, and feel more pre-cum drip on my fingers. I move my hand up and make him clean my fingers. "Yes Mistress, I love your ministrations, and long to have your beautiful pussy milk my worthless cock." "Well, let's make you earn it. You have already earned 20 lashes from my dragon tail. I want you to count them, and don't forget your manners." "Yes Mistress Nicy." I move back over to the rack and retrieve the dragon tail whip. There's a little smile on my face from Mark calling me Nicy. He has become closer to me during our recent time together, enough that he feels comfortable calling me by my nickname. I move over and set up to begin his real torment. While I'm putting the heavy floggers away, my eyes catch someone moving near to front of the crowd. Before, I had been so focused on Mark, that I had zoned them out. But the movement catches my eye, and I see Jake, my ex boyfriend standing there, all smug. This makes my breath catch. Months ago, I had been devastated by his putting me out of his life. I close my eyes and try to take a cleansing breath. My heart rate is elevated. I can't seem to get him out of my thoughts. But when I look around, I catch Kim wearing my collar and it helps me to focus. After gathering my thoughts, I flail the whip and judge my distance. I start with a strip across Mark's upper back. Thud "One. Thank you Mistress." Thud "Two Thank you Mistress." Thud "Three Thank you Mistress." Thud "Ahh Four Thank you Mistress." I move down and catch his red ass with the whip with two rapid strikes, twirling it with a flourish. Thud Thud "Five. Six. Thank you Mistress." I stop and move over to Mark and run my hand down his back, checking my marks. He tenses, but his moan lets me know he's into this. His backside is very red, and he has several long red streaks across his back. The dragon tail can be a very effective implement of torture. I ask him if would like some water. I've noticed that he has a sheen of perspiration on his skin. He declines. I reach and grasp his cock and it's still as hard as ever. "Are you ready to continue?" "Yes Mistress." Chapter Three Mark is able to take the next several lashes. I keep the pressure on, but spread the strikes around. His skin is red and raised. I'm very tempted to let him off. In a way, I wouldn't mind him calling his safe word. As I go and check his skin again, I notice a few areas that seem to be in danger of opening up. I bring Rachel up to check on her husband. See comes up and talks to him, asking if he wants to call his safe word. He declines her too. While she's talking to him, I'm notice Jake again. He has a blank stare on his face. His submissive is no where to be seen. When he breaks his stare, he gives me a pleasant smile. I roll my eyes and turn back to Mark and Rachel. She says he will not safe word out. Rachel returns back into the crowd, after telling me to do what needs to happen. Leaning in to Mark, "I'm going to give you the remaining 3 lashes you've earned. They are going to just as hard as the others. Are you ready?" He hesitates, taking a deep breath, "yes Mistress. I want to make you proud." I step back and prepare to give him his last lashes. I feel like I'm going to cry. I take two cleansing breaths and twirl the whip and bring it down on his back. THUD "18, thank you Mistress." THUD "19, thank you Mistress." I stop and let him prepare for the last one. THUD "AAAhhhh 20, thank you Mistress." The crowd roars at his being able to take them all. I move to his side. I unclip him from the cross, and steady him, as we move off the stage. Kim brings a blanket and Rachel, a bottle of cold water. I take the blanket and wrap it around Mark, as we walk off the stage to the crowd's applause. Rachel gives him the water, as I hold him tightly. I give him a big kiss and tell him how proud I am of him. Rachel does the same for me. I feel full of adrenaline. After making sure that Mark is alright, I tell Rachel that I need to walk off some of this energy. She stays with Mark and Kim. I head over towards the bar to clear my head. On my way over there, Jake, my ex boyfriend stops me and says he like to talk. I don't really want to, but he grabs my arm and turns me. "Nicy, just give me a minute. I want to apologize for what I did." "I don't need your excuses, your lies, or YOU! Now get out of my face!" "Come on Nicy, we had a good thing going until I fucked it up. Just give me a chance to say something to you. Give me that much." I hesitate for a moment, thinking whether it's worth my time. "Alright, two minutes." "Thanks. Let's go somewhere quiet." He tries to take my hand, but I pull away. I follow him down a hallway and we slip into an unused room. He shuts the door. "You looked great out there tonight. I never knew you had that in you. It was hot Nicolette." "Thanks, but that can't be what you brought me in her for. Get on with it." He moves closer to me, "come on, we had something special. I miss you Nicy." "Well I don't miss you. You left me hanging and didn't care where I landed. I'll never forget that." "I'm sorry. You've got to forgive me. I want to make it work." "It will never work, because I could never trust you again. Now let me go." I start heading for the door. "You're not walking out on me bitch!" He grabs me from behind and throws me to the ground. He's on top of me before I can get up. His big arms are around me and he's gets my arms cuffed behind my back before I know what's happening. He grabs my hair and drags me over to a bench and picks me up and throws me over it. He takes a gag and pushes it into my mouth. I fight him, but he's too powerful. He kicks my legs apart, and secures my left leg to an O-ring, then does the same to my right. Then he takes a long piece of cord and secures my upper body to the bench. I'm now cuffed, spread, and secured for him to do anything he wants to me. I try to scream but it's muffled by the gag. He pulls a heavy flogger out a bag behind the curtain. He whirls it over my body. The sound of the heavy falls make my body tense. "I saw how you can dish it out. Let's see how you can take it." "Noommfffff" And he brings the flogger down hard on my back. With no warm up, the falls make my skin feel like it's on fire. He keeps bringing the flogger down, moving only slightly between strikes. I'm screaming but nothing is coming out. The flogger lands hard on my upturned ass, with multiple lashes. With each thud, I try to scream. I pulling at the cord, trying anything to get loose. He keeps striking my ass with flogger. He moves closer and reaches for my blouse, ripping it down and exposing my breasts. He starts flailing at my hanging breasts, striking them with so much force, I can't catch my breath. He is relentless, taking his anger out on me. Nearly my whole body is now on fire. This is not supposed to happen. Where are the monitors? I think for a minute, that he's going to kill me. Then he stops and drops the flogger. He moves in front of me and unzips the fly of his leather pants. He pulls out his cock and its throbbing and hard. He takes it and slaps his thick cock against my face. "You don't want anything to do with me anymore, so I'm gonna take what is mine." He moves behind me, and pulls my skirt up higher. I'm open and exposed to him. He slaps his cock on my reddened ass. He spreads my cheeks, and presses his cock against my tight asshole. Oh god, he's going to fuck my tight little ass with no lube. I struggle again to get loose. Then I hear something fall. I try to turn back but it sounds like someone fighting. A guy in a red shirt comes to untie me. Someone is releasing my legs. Then he takes the gag out of my mouth and I turn around. Someone is on top of Jake, pushing his head into the floor. The monitors go and pull the guy off of Jake and help him up, while the other monitor holds Jake down. More people come into the room. When one of the monitors turns the guy around that tackled Jake, I see that it's Mark. He's all sweaty and breathing hard. I run to him and jump into his arms. He holds me tight, and that's when I start to cry. Tears flood down my cheeks. He just holds me tight, like he's never going to let me go. Rachel and Kim run through the door and come to my side too. Nicoletter Ch. 05 "What the fuck happened?" Rachel says when she gets to us. I can't respond. Mark rubs my back, trying to calm me down. "That piece of shit Jake was trying to rape her," Marks says, as he holds me tighter still. The monitors are taking Jake out of the room in cuffs. Mark takes me over to a bench and sits down, pulling me into his lap. I put my head in the crook of his neck. Rachel and Kim are rubbing my body. "I think it's time to go home." Rachel commands. After giving my report to the police. We do finally head for home. Epiloge Jake ended up getting arrested for sexual assault and battery. Of course he was banished from the club. After my testimony he was sent away for many years. It turns out that he had a previous record of this, so he won't be getting out anytime soon. Rachel and Mark invite me to stay with them on a permanent basis. I agree when they say it's ok for Kim to move into my room. We've become a nice little nuclear family. We share now in every part of our lives. We are planning on going to the south of France for vacation this year. I can't wait to show them my country.