12 comments/ 34407 views/ 37 favorites The Bondage Manor By: HeyAll Part 1 of 3: The Long Audition Anne waited in the room with every other girl. The manor was large and luxurious. She was in awe of the building which was suited for a royal family. All of the women were stunning. Any of them could have easily become fashion models or beauty pageant contestants. But they chose to work for the heiress instead. The heiress paid a lot more. While the women chatted with each other, the staff came and handed everyone a clipboard with a pen. It was a questionnaire for the job. All of the women had already submitted their medical information. Anne sat down on a lavish couch and filled out the form: Name: Anne McCayla Age: 27 Residence: San Francisco Height: 5'8" Weight: 122 pounds Body Type: tall and slender Hair Color: blond Eye Color: blue Cup Size: 34b Plastic Surgery: none Relationship Status: single Current Employment: part time model Educational Background: BA degree in Communications from SFSU Relevant Work Experience: I've done modeling work for local fashion shows. I've also modeled for local advertisements. Fetishes: Submission, oral sex, anything that's clean and safe. I consider myself to be an open minded person. When she finished, she handed the form to an employee of the manor. All of the women had been given a number. Anne was number three. She anxiously waited while the first two ladies did their private interviews. Twenty minutes later, Anne was called and she went to the private room. The door was closed when she entered. The room was nearly empty except for a table, a camera, and a video recorder. A man in his late 50's introduced himself as Thomas. He was a stern looking person. His face was gaunt and his hair was gray. He was dressed in a plain, but expensive looking suit. "Stand by the wall," Thomas said coldly. "Remove your clothes." "All of it?" "Yes. All of it. Put your clothes on the table." Anne didn't hesitate. She removed each article of clothing and neatly folded it on the table. It didn't take long to undress. Her body was long and lean. Her tan was perfect and even. She unclasped her bra to reveal her perky little upturned breasts with its bright pink nipples. She removed her panties to reveal a cleanly waxed pussy. Everything about her body was perfection. When she was naked, she looked towards the man for further instruction. Thomas didn't seem fazed by her stunning naked body. He must have been used to seeing countless naked women, she thought. "Stand by the wall," he said. "I'm going to take your picture." Anne listened to the instructions. She stood with her back against the wall and put her hands down. She stood straight as he photographed her. "Turn to the side," he said. Anne followed the instructions and faced the side. Another picture was taken. "Good," he said. "Now face the wall." Anne faced the wall so that Thomas could photograph her bare backside. "Now face me," he said. "I'm going to record this on video." "Sure." Thomas switched on the video camera on the tripod. "How did you hear about this job?" he asked. "Through an old sorority friend. I ran into her recently and we talked about things. She mentioned that she had worked here for a few months." "What did she tell you?" "She told me about the owner of this place, Linda. She told me how Linda has certain bondage fetishes, and that I should apply." "What made you apply?" he asked. "Be honest." "I want to explore my sexuality to the fullest extent. I want to test my boundaries and limitations. And honestly, the money is a huge factor." He nodded. "You're the first woman today who's honest about money. It's true, Linda is generous with her wealth. But of course, she expects a lot in return. How do you feel about Linda's fetishes?" "They're pretty fascinating. I don't have that much experience with that sort of thing. But I'm sure I can do what's required." "Are you sexually submissive?" he asked. "Yes. I love the power exchange." "Any real experience?" "With my ex-boyfriend," she replied with sincerity. "We had sort of a dom/sub relationship for a while." "Do you have any special skills in terms of sex?" "Oral sex," Anne said without hesitation. "For men or women?" "Both." "Are you comfortable with swallowing?" "Yes," Anne replied. "Linda is known for having extreme sexual practices, such as group encounters and multiple partners. Do you think you can handle that? Be honest." Anne nodded. "I believe so." "Why?" he asked. "Well, I'm used to performing in front of a crowd. In high school, I did several stage plays. Obviously that's different than sex, but it shows I can perform." "Linda will watch this video and review your application. She will decide if you're capable. Her judgement is very good, and she has a good eye for talent." "I hope I get to meet her. I hear she's beautiful." "Linda is very beautiful," he acknowledged. "You'll be contacted when a decision has been reached. Until then, get dressed. You're done for today." "Thank you." Thomas turned off the camera while she got dressed. He didn't bother to look at her any further. He simply wrote a few notes on the application. She thanked him again, which went unnoticed, and she left the room. *** A few days later. Anne was in her small apartment applying make-up. Thomas had called her the day before, informing her of an appointment with Linda. She applied an assortment of beauty products. She made sure that her hair was neat and cute. She wore a cute yellow dress. The dress wasn't too formal, but it wasn't too casual either. She got in her small car and made the drive. The distance from her downtown apartment to the secluded manor was nearly an hour. When she reached the main gate, she pressed the button to speak on the intercom: "Hi. My name is Anne McCayla. I have a 10 am appointment with Linda." The gate opened and she was allowed to enter the premises. After she parked her car, she walked up the steps and was greeted by an open door. Thomas was there, and his face was expressionless. "Follow me," he said. "Linda will be ready in a moment." Anne followed his lead inside the lavish manor. The home had a rustic design. There was a beautiful elegance to it. Everything was classy and extravagant. The paintings on the wall and the gold ornaments were antiques. They went up the stairs and down another hall. Thomas opened the door and led her to a small library room. "Please, have a seat," he said. "Linda will be with you shortly." After delivering the message, he closed the door and left. Anne was too excited to sit. She was about to meet the heiress she had heard so much about. She paced around the room. She looked at the collection of books on the wall. She looked through the window, towards the open view. The door opened, and Anne turned to look. It was Linda, a commanding woman in her mid 30's, dressed in nothing but a silk robe. She was tall, with curves in all the right places. Her face was without make-up, and her hair was just dried. She was a stunning vision of beauty. "You must be Anne." "That's me. It's a pleasure to meet you." Anne walked towards Linda and they greeted each other with smiles and a handshake. "Excuse my outfit," Linda said, gesturing to her robe. "I was running a little late this morning and I just finished a bath." "Oh, no. Don't even mention it." "You look beautiful in that dress. You're much prettier in person." "Thank you," Anne blushed. "I could say the same about you. You're gorgeous." Linda patted Anne on the shoulder. "Let's sit down. Thomas will be serving us coffee soon. I'd like to know a little more about you." "Sure." They sat close to each other on the expensive sofa. Thomas came and served them coffee and freshly made pastries from the kitchen staff. As soon as the food was prepared, Thomas left and closed the door. "I reviewed your video and application," Linda said, taking a sip of the coffee. "I think you have a lot of potential. You're the type of person I'm looking for." Anne breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great to hear. I was so nervous. Thomas didn't make the experience any easier with his stone face." "He can be that way. But he's loyal." "What exactly are you looking for?" "Someone beautiful, obviously. But it's more than that. I'm looking for people who have a sense of curiosity. People who are open minded. I have a very particular type, and it's very hard to explain. But I think you're it." Anne beamed with pride. "Thank you." "The job isn't yours yet. The process is still ongoing." "Oh, okay. I understand." "So what do you know about the job offer?" "I know it involves bondage," Anne replied. "I also know that it involves a huge time commitment being here." "Are any of those things an issue for you? Do you have a problem with bondage or the time commitment?" "No. I have some experience with light bondage. I also work as a freelance model, so the schedule won't be an issue." "If I hire you, the first contract will last for a month," Linda explained. "Either of us can terminate the deal- at any time. But if things go well, then we can discuss longer term deals." Anne gave an understanding nod. "What exactly are the terms of the job? Everyone has been a little vague about the details." "I'm looking to hire a new slut," Linda said bluntly. "You'll receive a generous weekly salary. In exchange, you would perform specific duties, nothing difficult. Maybe you'll give me a bath. Maybe you'll help dress me." "That sounds like something I can handle. Definitely." "Or maybe I'll have you perform for a small crowd," Linda continued. "I enjoy watching my submissives being gang banged by wealthy friends of mine. That's how I entertain my guests. Are you okay with that?" "I am," Anne slowly nodded. Linda raised her eyebrow in a skeptical way. "You're okay with being gang banged in front of a group of people?" "I'm open to it. That sort of thing has always been a fantasy of mine, as long as it's safe and I'm being treated with respect." "Everything is done safely and respectfully here," Linda winked. "It's clear that you're hesitant. But there's a curiosity in your eyes. I love that." "This whole thing is certainly new to me," Anne admitted. "What do you like about it?" Linda inquired. Anne thought for a moment. "I want to explore my sexuality without being judged. I was raised a devout Catholic. My parents would disown me if they knew I was considering this. They've always taught me that sex was immoral. But I've always been a very sexual person." "I understand. Many of my submissives come from religious backgrounds." "Has this always been your fetish? You know, the ownership thing." Linda smiled. "It's hard for me to answer that without sounding like a complete bitch, but I've always enjoyed bossing people around. It arouses me. When I was growing up, my parents never cared when I berated the household staff. My father thought it was funny. I'm a much different person now. I don't berate people anymore. But I still have the fetish." Anne nodded. "So what happens now?" "Right now? Nothing. Our meeting is done. I think you'd make a great fit." "Does that mean I'm hired?" Anne asked optimistically. "Almost," Linda replied in a teasing way. "Before you leave, Thomas will give you a packet. It fully explains the job requirements. It also covers consent, nondisclosure agreements, and legal liabilities. If you agree to sign everything, come back next week for the final audition. Then you'll be hired." Anne took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Sounds good. I think I've already made my decision." "Excellent." *** It had been the longest week of Anne's life. The anticipation had grown. She was curious beyond belief. She wanted to explore. She found herself drawn to Linda in some strange hypnotic way. Each day she reviewed the legal documents, even though she could barely understand the legal terminologies. She got in her car and drove to the estate. She wore a semi-formal, yet casual, blue dress. Butterflies were in her stomach. The details of the job offer were intriguing. The financial arrangement was far beyond anything she had expected. After entering the large manor with the documents, Thomas led her down the hall towards the spacious living room. Anne immediately noticed Linda sitting there. Linda was dressed in an expensive attire and her face had a touch of make-up. Her long hair was neatly tied. "Morning," Linda smiled as she stood to give a handshake. "I'm so glad you've decided to come." The two women shook hands and then sat down on the same long sofa together. Thomas took the packet of legal documents and spread them on the table. Anne smiled politely. "Is anyone else going to be joining us?" "No. It's just you." "There's no one else auditioning?" "You're the only person who's made it to the final process," Linda replied. "I'm very selective about the people I choose. And I only see potential in you." Anne was taken aback. "Thank you. That's surprising to hear. There were so many beautiful women at the audition." "Beauty is limited. I didn't feel a special connection with any of them." Anne smiled and nodded. "I get your point." "So, you've signed all of the necessary documents. Are you truly willing to open yourself sexually to me?" Linda asked. "I've fantasized about it for the past week." Linda snapped her fingers, and Thomas stood up and unzipped his pants while next to Anne. His penis was flaccid. His face remained emotionless while his penis hung down. "I want you to give him a blowjob," Linda commanded. "Right now?" "Yes. Right now. If you can make him cum in less than 3 minutes, the job is yours. If not, then you simply don't belong here. The clock is ticking..." Anne swiftly dropped to her knees and frantically put the flaccid penis in her mouth. She sucked hard and used both hands to stimulate his shaft & balls. It hardened quickly and she sucked powerfully. Her head bobbed at a rapid pace. She stroked him harder and heard faint gasps. Her hands worked furiously until he began to grunt, and then he shot several loads of cum inside of her mouth. She swallowed every drop. "How did I do?" Anne asked frantically, still on her knees, wiping the cum away from her lips. Linda looked at the clock. "2 minutes and 55 seconds." "Does this mean I have the job?" Linda turned her attention towards the documents on the table, and then she signed everything with a pen. When she finished, she gave Anne a loving expression. "You're officially my new sex kitten," she smiled. Linda got down on her knees, right next to Anne. She gave the young woman a kiss on the lips, tasting the leftover traces of cum. Part 2 of 3: Training of Anne McCayla A week later. Linda sat naked in a warm bath. Her eyes were shut while Anne rubbed her back with a soapy sponge. Anne wore a thin silk negligee. "Is this the job you expected?" Linda asked while her back was being rubbed. "I like it." Anne moved the sponge and rubbed Linda's stomach, just below the breasts. "I have a busy day. I'm meeting with investors. I need to look my best." "I didn't know that you were a business person," Anne replied. Linda smiled, "You assumed that I'm a spoiled brat. Most people do." "Sorry, I didn't mean to..." "Don't be sorry. I'm not exactly a typical business woman. But I do things on the side. You know, for my father's corporate empire." "Your father must be proud." Anne rubbed the sponge slowly on Linda's arms. "He is," Linda replied. "I help him close business deals occasionally. And what about your parents? What do they do?" "My dad is a chef. My mom is an artist. Very middle class." "What did you want to be when you were younger?" "Anything in the fashion or modeling industry," Anne replied firmly. Linda touched Anne's hand. "This technically applies, doesn't it?" "I think it does." Anne's hand was pulled down to Linda's breasts. Anne took the cue and began to rub the breasts with the sponge. She circled every curve of the breasts along with both of the hardening nipples. "Drain the tub and wash me with the shower," Linda said. Anne did what she was asked. She drained the tub and saw Linda stand to reveal her naked backside and voluptuous rear end. She grabbed the shower head and washed the soap from Linda's naked body with lukewarm water. Linda turned around to show Anne her completely naked body, with her large breasts and brown nipples, and her shaved pussy. Anne sprayed the soap away. "Towel," Linda snapped. Anne turned off the shower and reached for a big white towel, using it to dry the heiress's body. Linda simply stood with her hands up and expected Anne to do all of the work with the towel. When her body was dry, Linda stepped out of the tub and walked towards the bathroom counter top, letting Anne dry her hair with the hairdryer. They went to the master bedroom. Linda was still completely naked and unashamed. It was true confidence. She walked towards the dresser. "Have you ever applied make-up on another woman before?" Linda asked, sitting naked in front of the dresser mirror. "I used to do my sister's make-up sometimes when we were young." "How long ago was that?" Anne thought for a moment. "Maybe 10 years ago." "I'm sure you haven't forgotten. I like the way that you do your cosmetics. I want you to do mine. Make me look beautiful." "Okay." Anne quickly sifted through the wide array of expensive beauty products. Anne expertly applied the mascara, eye shadow, face powder, and lipstick to Linda's bare face. Nearly 10 minutes later, Linda looked like an entirely new person. "You could have a great career as a make-up artist," Linda said, smiling at her reflection in the mirror. "Thank you." Anne brushed Linda's hair as they both looked in the large mirror together. It was done in a loving way, like they were both sisters, except Linda was nude. "You're good at this," Linda noted. "It's what I'm expected to do." "Spoken like a true submissive. I wish we could talk all day, but I have a meeting soon. How do I look?" "Beautiful," Anne replied truthfully. "You're a truly stunning woman. You're ready to go." "So you expect me to go naked?" Linda asked playfully. "Oh, of course not. I meant..." Linda stood up and examined her nude body in the mirror. "Put lotion on me," Linda ordered. "Everywhere. Don't be modest." Anne put a large portion of lotion in the palms of her hands, and she rubbed Linda's back and shoulders. Then the arms and chest. Then her hands massaged Linda's big breasts and hardened brown nipples. Finally, Anne applied lotion to Linda's strong athletic legs. When it was done, Linda looked at the nude reflection of her shiny body. Her skin was tingly from Anne rubbing it. "Go to my closet and find something nice for me to wear," Linda said. "Something professional, but slightly sexy. I want to look good." Anne went to the large closet and quickly searched through it. She settled on a gray office skirt with a matching office jacket. She also picked a tan colored blouse, along with black undergarments. Anne placed everything on the bed. Linda stood in the center of the bedroom and observed the attire. "Nice choice," Linda commented. "Thank you. You're going to look gorgeous." "Stockings first." Linda sat on the bed with her feet out, so that Anne could put the stockings on each leg. When it was done, Linda stood, and Anne put on the bra & panties, followed by the skirt, blouse, and jacket. Anne made sure everything was neat while Linda looked in the mirror. The Bondage Manor "Very nice," Linda noted at her reflection. "I especially like what you've done with my hair and make-up." "It wasn't hard. You're stunning. And you've got a lot of nice stuff." "We're going to have a wonderful relationship together. I have a great feeling about this. I'll be back in the evening. We still have much to discuss." "Evening?" Anne replied. "That's a long time for a meeting." "Well, I do more than discuss business with those men. There's a lot of money on the line. Maybe I'll tell you about it someday." "Okay." "You've already had a tour of my home. Make yourself comfortable. I only have one condition." "Anything." "Don't masturbate while I'm gone," Linda said. "You aren't allowed to orgasm unless I approve. Is that understood?" Anne nodded. "Yes." "Wonderful. Now give me a kiss. Don't smear my lipstick though." They kissed softly and gently on the lips. Linda gave her new submissive a pat on the head and a quick smile before leaving. *** Anne spent the day enjoying the perks of the large manor. She wandered the home in her negligee, which was the only thing she was allowed to wear. She read books, magazines, listened to Linda's music collection, and swam in the pool. The kitchen staff prepared gourmet meals for her to eat. The manor seemed surprisingly tame. But there were two doors which were locked. Anne wondered if that was where Linda kept her secrets. The curiosity made her wet between the legs. She was lonely and horny. But she wouldn't dare violate the heiress's order of not masturbating. The first official day on the job wasn't what Anne expected. There had been no sexual adventures or fulfilling fantasies. And there weren't any orgasms. There was no one in the manor to have interesting conversations with. She tried waiting for Linda to return, but it was late. *** Early the next morning. Anne awoke to the feeling of a hand caressing her hair. She opened her eyes to see Linda sitting on her bed, wearing only a nightgown. Linda continued stroking Anne's hair in a loving, motherly way. "Morning," Linda smiled. Anne composed herself. "Morning. I tried waiting for you last night." "Don't worry about it. I was out late." Anne noticed small marks across Linda's arm and upper shoulder. "What are those marks?" "I guess I had too much fun yesterday," Linda replied, still caressing her hair. Anne knew exactly what that meant. "Are we going to..." "Not yet. It isn't time for that. I wanted to come see you. I missed you last night. I really enjoy your company." "I missed you too." Linda softly rubbed Anne's face. "The reason I'm here is because I wanted to return the favor. I normally don't do that sort of thing. But I like you." "Anything you want." "You dressed me yesterday. So today, I want to dress you. Use the bathroom and wash yourself. Don't wear any make-up. When you're ready, come to my bedroom. I'll be waiting." "Yes Linda." Linda bent down and gave Anne a soft kiss on the forehead, followed by another loving smile. It was a tender moment between them. *** When she was ready, Anne went down the hall towards Linda's bedroom. She was barefoot wearing a thin negligee. The bedroom door was open and she saw Linda sitting in front of the dresser mirror, brushing her own hair. Linda put the brush down and approached Anne. The two women stood face to face in the middle of the large master bedroom. "You know why you're here, right?" Linda asked in a serious tone. "Yes." "Tell me." "To be your submissive," Anne replied. "I'm here to serve you." "I have maids and butlers for that. Be specific." "I'm here to be your sexual servant." Linda nodded. "That's better. Now remove your negligee." With no hesitation, Anne pushed the shoulder straps from the negligee, causing her attire to fall to the floor. She stood completely naked in front of the heiress. "Very cute," Linda said, admiring the naked body. "Thank you." Linda rubbed the tip of her finger along Anne's shoulder, then breast. Her finger circled around Anne's pink nipple. "A true dom/sub relationship is based on trust and mutual respect. I would never hurt any of my submissives. Do you believe me?" "I do. You're a very nice person." Linda smiled, "That's sweet of you to say. Especially since most of the household staff thinks I'm a real bitch. To be fair, I can be a huge bitch if things aren't done correctly. I guess I'm just spoiled." "Well, you're very lucky compared to most people." "True. But I pull my weight around. I occasionally help my father close major business deals, like I did last night." Anne was taken aback. "So you..." "Enough talk. I have a gift for you. Stand in front of the mirror and look at your beautiful body." Anne turned and faced the full length mirror. She looked at her naked body while Linda got a silver & black collar from the drawer. Linda stood behind Anne's naked body and wrapped the collar around her neck. The collar was a thin black leather strap, with the silver letters S-L-U-T labeled across the throat area. "Do you like it?" Linda asked as she finished tying the collar. "I do." "This is your new outfit," Linda said. "Just the collar. Nothing else. Would you like being naked all the time?" "I...I would." Linda smiled, "You seem hesitant." "I'm a little nervous about it." "That's the point. Just think, the kitchen staff, the maids, all of my frequent guests will get to admire your beautiful body. And your new collar." Anne felt an immediate sense of fear flowing through her body. But there was also a sense of excitement. Being a naked exhibitionist was a hot fantasy. "I'll do anything you ask," Anne stated. Linda smiled, "Good. You'll like what I have planned for you. But that's for later. First, I'll need to train you. It should be easy given your submissive nature." Anne took a deep breath. "I'm ready." "We'll need to do your make-up first," Linda said. Linda took Anne by the wrist and walked her over to the dresser. They remained standing while Linda applied a generous amount of red lipstick to Anne's lips, and a large amount of mascara and eyeshadow around Anne's eyes. Anne couldn't believe her image in the mirror. She looked like a complete slut, just as her collar had stated. "So what do you think?" Linda asked in a playful way. "If you like it, then I'm happy." "Do you like it?" "I love it." "Excellent," Linda replied. "I think you're finally ready for my special room downstairs. Care to have a look?" Anne felt a tingle between her legs. It was the moment she had been waiting for. She was invited to the infamous bondage room, and there was no way she was going to refuse. "I'd love to see it." "Follow me. You don't mind having the maids see you like this, do you?" "I've never been an exhibitionist," Anne replied with a shy shrug. "But it sounds kinds of exciting. I think I can manage." Linda smiled. "That's the spirit. You make an excellent sub." The two women held hands as they walked down the hall of the large manor, and then down the stairs. There were two maids doing their morning cleaning. Both of them briefly glanced at Anne's nakedness and tried to hide their smiles. The S-L-U-T collar shining boldly. Anne tried her best to put on a brave face, to show that she wasn't embarrassed. She tried not to feel degraded. It became more arousing than anything else. She tried to walk with confidence and pride. When they reached the door, Linda took out a small secret key hidden in her tiny outfit. The door was opened and Anne saw the bondage room. The lights were turned-on and they entered while Anne looked at the various bondage equipment. The place looked like a medieval torture chamber, except everything was built for human pleasure. There were whips and flogs on the wall. There were various shaped tables with straps to bind a person. There was also an assortment of sex toys in all shapes and sizes. "Don't be scared," Linda said, noting the look on Anne's face. "This room is for pleasure, although there is pain involved." "How much pain?" "The pain brings the pleasure. That's the way things work around here." "Sounds intimidating. But I'm up to the challenge." "I'm glad to hear it. Your first real assignment is coming soon. I'm curious how far I can push you. But of course, I don't want to break you. I see great potential in you, and I want us to have a long relationship." "So do I," Anne replied, looking at the devices. "But I've never done anything like this before. I want to try it though." "Are you asking for leniency?" "Never. I'm just saying, my past experiences are so tame compared to this." Linda gave an understanding nod. "Things are professional here. You'll see during your first big performance." A curiosity was peaked inside Anne. Her eyebrow slightly arched, but she tried to hide her surprise. "My big performance?" "It's how I separate the qualified from the unqualified," Linda explained. "But of course, you're free to quit at any time. If you feel uncomfortable, just say the magic words, and you can go. There won't be any hard feelings." Anne gave a determined nod. "Whatever it is, I'm sure I can handle it." "You'll be fully briefed on that later," Linda smiled. "But first, lay down on the table. I want to tie you." A nervous energy jolted through Anne's body. But she was equally as excited. It was finally time. The table had a smooth wooden surface with straps on each end, to bind a person's wrists & ankles. It certainly wasn't designed for comfort. Anne laid her naked body on it. The surface was uncomfortable like she expected. She spread her arms & legs to where the straps were. "Very obedient," Linda said. "So far, you're doing a great job. I'm impressed. Now, remain still while I restrain you." Anne kept her eyes on the ceiling while Linda went to work, expertly using the restraints to tie her arms & legs. It was a quick process which left Anne completely bound, naked, legs spread. The restraints were tight. There was no escape. "How do you feel?" Linda asked. "Like I'm being controlled. Like I'm helpless. Like I've been sexually conquered by you." "Do you enjoy that?" "Yes," Anne replied. "I do." A leather tip rubbed along Anne's thigh. She looked down to see Linda with a leather swatter. It made Anne nervous to think of what Linda was going to do. But there was no real surprise. She knew exactly what Linda was going to do. The first swat was light. Directly on Anne's pussy. It stung in a tingly way. Anne couldn't tell if she liked it or not. It was definitely uncomfortable. The second swat was harder. Directly on her clit. It hurt. The third swat was hard enough to impact her clit and her labia. It hurt more. The fourth swat was hard enough to make Anne gasp out loud. It was painful. More swats came. Even as Anne cried. The swats came in repeated motions, echoing in the room. The pain grew, and it became almost unbearable. Anne nearly begged to quit, but she resist. Suddenly, the swatting stopped. Linda used her fingers to rub Anne's clitoris in a consoling manner, in a circular motion. It felt amazing after the swatting pains. It felt good. Especially since Anne hadn't orgasmed in a while. Anne relaxed her body and stopped crying. She was expecting the gift of orgasm from Linda. But it never came. Linda's fingers stopped. "You don't get to cum yet," Linda whispered in Anne's ear. "Not until the proper time. Understood?" "Yes. I understand." Linda's demeanor changed, and she smiled. "Good. Now, it's time for your breakfast. Wash yourself in the bathroom, then come to the dining room. Remember, no clothes. You won't need them anymore." With that said, Linda placed a gentle kiss on Anne's forehead before untying her wrists & ankles. *** They shared personal conversations for the rest of the day. Linda was able to pry every little detail about Anne's life. It was unusual for Anne to be naked in front of the staff. But she slowly got used to it. It was exciting in many ways. She slowly enjoyed the exhibitionist pleasures of catching the maids & butlers sneaking peeks at her naked body. More importantly, she was happy that Linda was pleased. After a late night bath, there was a hand-written letter placed on Anne's bed next to a few roses. Dear Anne, I enjoyed spending the day with you. You are a lovely creature. Tomorrow morning, I will be busy with work. However, at night, we will be hosting a party together. A lavish party. You will be the star of the show. I have no doubt that you will rise to the occasion and shine. You have so much potential as my new submissive. xo Linda The note left Anne with more questions than answers. A slew of questions came to mind. What was her role in the party? Who would be attending? And most importantly, would she have to be naked at the party?' Since the party was the next day, the questions would soon be answered. Part 3 of 3: Naked Star, Open Submissive The nerves were in her stomach the moment she awoke. Anne spent the morning alone. When she went to the dining room for breakfast, the gourmet food was prepared on the table, along with a pile of thin books. There was another hand-written note. She picked up the note and looked at it: These are for you to read. My apologies. We should have went over these things together, in person. However, you're a quick learner, very talented, and naturally very submissive. So these things should be simple to you. I left the bondage room unlocked. Feel free to enter and practice on whatever toys you need. Remember, practice makes perfect. xo Linda When Anne put the note down, she flipped through the thin books, which were all sex manuals. Most of the books dealt with how to perform oral sex. Other books were about the secret art of using vaginal muscles during sex. There was no longer any doubt about the party. Anne knew that she was meant to perform sexually. She was to be the star of the show. It was the determining factor in her employment with Linda. She knew in her heart that she wanted to continue working for Linda. In a weird way, being Linda's submissive was a dream job. She took a deep breath and tried to relax. The nerves slowly faded and she had a sense of resolve. She knew what had to be done. *** Later that night. Anne sat naked in front of the dresser in the master bedroom. She was naked except for the S-L-U-T collar around her neck. Her make-up was done to slutty perfection. Linda stood behind Anne, brushing her hair in a loving motherly way. By contrast, Linda was dressed in a gorgeous ball gown. They were quiet for a while. They could hear the chatter of the large crowd in the manor while Linda continued brushing Anne's hair. "You are so lovely," Linda said, as they both looked in the mirror. "My precious little Anne. I can't wait to see you perform tonight. It's your time to shine. And when you do, you will officially become my new favorite slut." "I look forward to that. Gosh, I'm so nervous. But I really want to make you proud. I don't want to let you down." "This isn't about me. It's about you and your performance tonight." "I understand," Anne nodded. "And remember, if you're not comfortable, then stop. But think of all the lovely orgasms you'll be missing. Orgasms that will change your outlook on life." "I can do this," Anne said with a deep breath. Linda brought her lips to Anne's ear. "Focus on the powerful orgasms you'll finally receive tonight. You deserve it, my pent up little slut. Are you ready?' There was a pounding in Anne's chest. Her heartbeat rose to incredible heights. It was better than any cardio workout she had ever done in the gym. "I'm ready." "Take my hand," Linda said, extending her hand. Anne stood and held Linda's hand. They walked out of the master bedroom together, and Anne caught a quick glimpse of herself in a different mirror. It was a jarring sight. Anne saw her naked body with the S-L-U-T collar, holding hands with the beautiful Linda, who was dressed in a fancy ball gown. They walked towards the hallway of the manor. Then they reached the top of the stairs, overseeing the large crowd of visitors. The men wore tuxedos. The women wore elegant ball gowns. It was obviously an extremely wealthy crowd. "Recognize anyone?" Linda asked. "No," Anne replied in a shaky voice. "Should I?" "Perhaps. There are some prominent business leaders here. A few CEOs. A few executives. And even a few politicians, if you can believe it." Anne became even more nervous. Then, a maid came up the stairs holding a tray with objects on it. Linda picked up a leash. "Hold still," Linda said. "The fun is about to begin." Anne remained still while Linda attached the leash behind her collar. Then Linda picked up a pair of handcuffs, and cuffed Anne's wrists in front. Finally, Linda picked up a microphone and addressed the audience. "Good evening!" Linda said cheerfully to the crowd. "Welcome. I can see that everyone is having a great time. As your hostess for the night, I can assure you that the fun is only beginning. I'd like you all to meet Anne, the star of tonight's entertainment." The pounding in Anne's chest became almost unbearable. All eyes were focused on her naked body, her cuffed wrists, and her S-L-U-T collar with a leash attached. All of the gazes were of admiration. She knew that the crowd of wealthy & sophisticated guests all lusted after her, both the men and women. Linda continued, "Anne is a beautiful young woman from the city of San Francisco. She's worked as a model, and she is currently a trainee to become my full-time slut. So far, she is doing a remarkable job with her duties." The crowd surprisingly gave an applause to Anne, which caused her face to turn red. Her nipples hardened even more, and her pussy tingled. "Tonight, as our featured attraction, Anne will display her unique talents in oral sex, vaginal stimulation, and a strong willingness to provide pleasure. As a true submissive, she aims to please. Without further ado, I present, Anne, my personal slut." Music began playing in the background. Live music from a small jazz band. The music lightened the mood in the large manor. Linda put the microphone down and used the leash to guide Anne down the stairs. The audience applauded as the show was set to begin. With each step down the stairs, Anne's heartbeat grew steadily. But it was all part of the test. She mustered her strength to complete the task. She was determined. A fire burned in Anne's pussy as they reached the bottom of the stairs. The audience gathered around Linda & Anne. People clapped and cheered. The sophisticated & elegant crowd expected a sex-filled show. And they would soon get it. For Anne, it was a dream-like moment as the people gazed at her nudity from only a few short feet away. Linda led Anne towards the living room using the leash & collar. The crowd formed an organized circle around them. The living room was spacious and there was an open area, just for them. There were bolts on the floor and chains on the wall. Anne was made to kneel. So she did. There were no questions or fuss. Just blind obedience. Total submission. The floor was soft, so the kneeling wasn't very painful. The crowd gathered around Linda & Anne. The light music continued in the background of the classy event. Anne tried her very best to keep her composure. It was utterly humiliating being the only naked person in a room full of wealthy and influential people. Especially with the collar around her neck, the cuffs on her wrists, and being on her knees. But at the same time, the more humiliated she felt, the more aroused she became. The humiliation was the ultimate submission. The Bondage Manor While her mind was still struggling with the rush of emotions, Linda snapped her fingers and the maids chained Anne's ankles to the floor bolts. It was a long chain. Anne had freedom to move her legs, but barely. "Isn't this a lovely sight?" Linda said to the audience. "As I've mentioned before, Anne is highly skilled in the art of oral sex. Her lips and tongue were made to give pleasure, which you'll soon discover. Shall we begin?" There was a look of excitement on Linda's face as she stepped aside. The crowd of well-dressed socialites & influential people were even more excited, judging by the looks on their faces. All eyes were on Anne, who was naked and chained to the floor, hands cuffed. Her heart rate slowed to normal levels. Her pussy ached. She was ready and waiting to explore her sexual boundaries in the manor. One of the guests, a male in his 50's, stepped forward while unzipping the pants of his tuxedo. His body language showed that he was horny, but very shy since he was the first person. Anne winked at him to let him know that it was okay, and that she was horny too. The man took a breath for confidence, and he pulled out his semi-erect penis, which was average sized, while standing directly in front of Anne. The crowd watched in anticipation. Anne looked up at the man and reached for his penis, with her wrists still cuffed together. She touched his manhood and played with his balls for a brief moment. Then she gave a few quick strokes, which made him utterly hard. Feeling a man grow in her hands had always been a fetish for Anne. She leaned forward and took the man's cock in her mouth. He instantly groaned, and Anne knew right away that the man wasn't used to receiving oral pleasure from skilled women. Anne did her very best to administer a very professional looking blowjob on the mild-mannered man. She licked, kissed, stroked, and sucked. Her lips wrapped tightly around the cock. Her hands formed a rhythmic motion. She used all the skills she had learned in life, and from the books Linda made her read. Comments could be heard in the background: "That girl can suck," one person said. "Such talent," a woman noted. "I could learn a few things from her." "If only my wife could do that," a man said jokingly. Through the corner of her eye, Anne briefly glanced at the room while she serviced the cock in her mouth. The guests had returned to chatting and their conversations, occasionally sipping the expensive champagne which was being served. But they all remained in a circle, watching Anne give the remarkable oral performance. She briefly glanced at Linda, who was watching attentively. Anne knew that her performance was being judged. And she wanted to leave a memorable impression on Linda and to the crowd. Anne looked up at the man she was blowing. She sucked harder, faster, and with more enthusiasm. With Anne's natural abilities, the man couldn't stand a chance. He came within moments, groaning for mercy from the unbelievable pleasure. His body withered and his knees weakened. Anne swallowed every single drop, leaving him in a weakened state. When the oral performance was finished, two maids brought wet paper napkins, and used them to clean the man's flaccid, and Anne's mouth. The crowd applauded the adult show. "What a treat," Linda said to the cheering audience with a grin on her face. "That was exactly as advertised. But of course, we're just getting started for the night. Who wants to go next?" "Can I have a try?" To Anne's surprise, the next volunteer was a woman in her 40's. Prim and proper in every way. The woman exuded intelligence and sophistication. "Mrs. Harper, of course you can," Linda smiled. "Step right up." The demure woman approached Anne with a painfully meek demeanor. The woman was apprehensive beyond belief. In a weird way, the woman's reluctant attitude was a turn-on for Anne. When the woman stood in front of Anne, she slowly lifted her expensive gown to reveal her panties. Anne looked up at the woman and smiled, letting her know that everything was okay. Anne took the initiative and gently pulled the woman's panties down, revealing a hairy vagina. Anne was only semi-experienced with women, especially with women the age of Mrs. Harper. She leaned forward and kissed the pussy, feeling the thick pubic hairs against her lips and nose. Feeling the mature woman's pussy on her face, and knowing the crowd was watching made the experience unbelievably naughty. Anne used her tongue to stroke up & down, causing Mrs. Harper to release a series of 'oh's' and 'ah's' until a powerful climax was quickly reached. The mature woman struggled to remain on her feet, and she gave a series of 'thank you's' to Anne for the intense sapphic orgasm. Mrs. Harper fixed her gown and disappeared back into the crowd of observers. The crowd applauded, and more comments could be heard in the background: "Wow, she can also do women," a man said. "Maybe I'll have a turn later tonight," a woman stated. For the next period of time, Anne displayed the full array of her oral skills, using every technique in her arsenal. A small line had formed in front of her. Both men and women. Most of them in their 30's, 40's, or 50's. All of them financially successful, and in some cases, very influential within the city. For every person that Anne served, her pussy burned even more. Anne served all of them with her unique oral prowess, until the line was gone. The maids dutifully did their job and wiped Anne clean after each person. "What a performance," Linda said to the adoring crowd, which gave an applause. "I think Anne has finally earned her treats & rewards. The poor girl hasn't orgasmed in far too long. Being the submissive that she is, I wouldn't be surprised if her pussy feels like torture right now, isn't that right?" Anne nodded. "It is." "Well then, I think it's time to take care of that." The maids came, exactly on cue, and undid the shackles around Anne's ankles, and uncuffed her wrists. Linda pulled the leash around Anne's S-L-U-T collar, and had the submissive girl crawl to the other room, towards the long dining table. It was a short walking distance, but it was a long distance to crawl. Anne's knees were filled with pain as she crawled. It was a humiliating experience crawling in front of the crowd of wealthy guests, but then again, she had already given many of them oral sex; so modesty shouldn't have been an issue. Anne was led to the long dining table, where she was told to lay on her back at the edge of the table, so the guests would have easy access. The maids shackled Anne's wrists & ankles to the bolts underneath the table. When it was complete, Anne's limbs were completely restrained. Her body completely exposed. Her flexible legs spread apart. Her wet pussy wide open for the adoring crowd to marvel at. The crowd gathered around Anne's naked body. It was the ultimate exhibitionist moment, with the crowd gazing at her dripping cunt. "Now we're about to begin the grand finale of tonight's entertainment," Linda explained. "The submissive has been orgasm deprived for many days, and after all the sucking she has done, you can see that her pussy is in a fairly desperate state. Since she is my submissive, it's only proper that I be the person to end the painful dry spell. After that, you may all have a turn." Anne's pussy ached in a way that she thought was impossible. It ached so bad that it was agony. Not the bad kind of agony. But the good kind. The kind that makes a woman accept anything. And while Anne was spread for the crowd to see, her throbbing clitoris and drenched pussy showed the guests that she was desperate for an orgasm. The maid came and brought Linda a large dildo on a platter. It was a realistic looking dildo, which must have been at least 8 inches long. Linda picked it up and stood next to Anne's wide open legs. The crowd watched in silence and anticipation. The tip of the dildo pressed against Anne's dripping wet pussy. "Ready, my dear?" Linda asked the submissive. "Yes. God yes. Please..." The dildo was casually pushed inside Anne's pussy, causing her restrained body to flinch from the intense feeling. No time was wasted. There was no foreplay or feeling-out process. The sex toy was pushed deep inside Anne's pussy. Inch by inch, the penetration was simple. Anne's pussy was wet enough, and aroused enough, to make the insertion an easy process. The crowd looked on as the bound submissive was being fucked by the sex toy. Cries and moans escaped Anne's mouth. The pent up frustrations and orgasm denials had taken an incredible toll. Her poor little pussy was finally getting the much needed attention that it required. Linda skillfully used the sex toy to form a rhythmic in/out motion within Anne's dripping wet pussy. The cries and moans continued, which overshadowed the live music. The size of the dildo was also taking its toll on Anne's pussy. It went deeper, further inside of the sensitive pussy. Anne cried as her vaginal muscles and nerve endings were being stimulated beyond belief. She cried more when Linda began to play with her throbbing clitoris. "That's it," Linda said, while continuing to work the sex toy. "Do you like that? You fucking slut. Cum for me. Cum for all of us. We want to see how a pent up slut needs to cum. Come on, do it." The crowd of elitists watched every detail as Linda fucked Anne harder with the large sex toy. Anne was sent to a euphoric state. Her eyes briefly looked around the room. All eyes were on her dripping hot pussy getting fucked. The bondage, the exhibitionism, the voyeurism, the oral sex, the orgasm denials, and the big dildo in her pussy were all too much for her delicate senses. Mentally and physically, it was all too much. She screamed and screamed. She cried with tears running down her face. The pleasure was too great. "Oh my god!!!!!!" Her body tightened, her toes curled, and her face made a tense expression. Anne screamed at the top of her lungs. A powerful rush of fluids gushed from her hot pussy. Some of it went to the crowd, who quickly stepped aside to avoid staining their expensive clothes. There was another strong gush, which had less power. Then another gush. Anne squirted and it made a serious mess on the floor. There were a few minor gushes, until only a small stream of fluids dripped from the pussy. When it was over, Anne's body went completely limp, and the crowd gave a thunderous applause. "Well done!" Linda proclaimed, pulling the wet dildo away. "Bravo. You were magnificent Anne. Truly magnificent. You are truly the perfect submissive. Perfect in every way." For the rest of the night, Anne remained in bondage. Either on the table with her legs spread, or on her knees. She serviced the guests in any way they desired. Either being penetrated, or performing oral sex. Men and women both sampled the skillset of the submissive. Throughout the experience, Anne could hear the chatter in the background: "She's so beautiful," one person said. "My god, those lips," said another person. "The lips of a wonderful angel." "We should really come here more often," said a woman to her husband. "I hope that Anne is still around." Linda stood back for the rest of the evening and smiled, watching the guests enjoy themselves with Anne. She had finally found the perfect submissive. The End Your votes & comments are appreciated.