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Training Slave C

By: LovesNipples



It was the end of Slave Cathy's on-line "training" with her Master. It seemed strange to her to refer to him as her Master, because she had never even played with the idea of being a slave to anyone. Sex slaves were in movies and in the trashy novels she read. They were not real and, certainly, SHE would never be one.

She had never met him in person. In fact, she had never even seen is face. He always wore a white mask, so she just gained glimpses of him and what he expected of her in their emails, text messages, and after several months of him patiently grooming her, in the things she had done for him on Skype. The things he said to her when they were talking on-line made her pussy wet and her knees weak. Despite resisting in the beginning, she had found herself looking forward to their Skype calls and wanting to be dominated, used, possessed, yes, to her surprise even abused by this stranger she now willingly called Master and she could hardly wait for the day to arrive for it all to begin.

"Slave C". That is how her Master referred to her now. He had somehow acquired her email and had contacted her after watching her in the gym on several occasions. He seemed to know exactly what to say to her, how to caress her with his words, how to firmly fondle her breasts from clear across the gym so that every time she worked out now, her nipples got hard and stuck out through her sports bra and the shirt she wore to hide the slight tummy that she had. It had gotten to the point that every time she went to the gym, she had to go home and masturbate afterwards. If she didn't, the fire in her pussy would not go out and she couldn't get to sleep. The last time, she had shoved her vibrator so far up her twat that she lost her grip on it and was barely able to grasp hold of its base so that she could extract it from her trembling vagina. She knew she better get a longer one, if this was going to happen very often. 

She needed to meet him in person and soon. She needed his touch, his hand hard on her ass. She needed to be owned by him and now the week had arrived for her to make her decision. Would she commit to him mentally and physically, or would she balk at the last minute and end the relationship. He had told her that he would be in contact with her as the week progressed and had received a surprise email at work on Tuesday;

"Master is going to spank Slave C on Saturday night." 

Only in her dreams and fantasies had "C" felt the bite of a paddle or the strap on her panty clad ass cheeks. In reality, her ass had never even know the sting of a hand, and just thinking about it made the plump blonde's pussy wet. 

"C's" nipples are going to pinched and twisted and she will beg for more." 

He had said in an email that she had accidentally opened when her best girlfriend had been standing behind her at work.

Reading Master's words had made her blush crimson and she had had to go to the ladies room so that she could rub her clit into submission. She bit her lip so that no one else would hear her whimpering as she came all over her fingers while her juices squirted out into the toilet, to be flushed away when she was done, her legs were so shaky that she had to stop twice going back to her desk to avoid falling down.

"What shall your Slave wear on Saturday night, Master?" She had asked in an email on Tuesday.

"If Slave C intends to be this Master's slave." 

He had replied. "She will dress EXACTLY as he tells her to. She will also conduct herself as she is told prior to our meeting, or master will not contact her again. Remember, Master knows exactly what his Slave looks like, but she has no idea what Master looks like. This, he had said, is all part of her training."

"Yes, My Master." She had responded. "Your obedient slave will dress exactly as her Master directs."

She had waited to read the next email, "Your Attire", until after she got home, had a shower and finished her second glass of Pinot.

"Slave C is to wear the panty and bra set that will be delivered to your office via UPS on Wednesday. They are thong panties with a matching, lace bra that can be adjusted to cover as much, or as little as wanted. You will adjust the bra so that your aureola is clearly visible over the top of the bra cup. You will have a tight, mid-thigh skirt and an ultra-sheer, white blouse that allows the bra to clearly show through. It will be unbuttoned to the bottom of the cups so that, if you move just right, anyone looking will have a clear view of the milk-white swell of your breasts. You will wear nylons and a garter belt and the panties will be worn over them. You will wear ankle high boots and will have your hair, nails and makeup done perfectly. Obsession Perfume will be waiting in your hotel suite and it will be dabbed directly between your breasts. Is this all clear?"

She was wearing only an ankle-length, dark blue kimono, with white Chrysanthemums on each breast, as she sat on the couch with her computer on her lap and by the time she had finished reading Master's email, her legs had shifted enough that the kimono had fallen open and the air blowing from the computer's cooling fan was flowing directly onto the soft, curly blond hair that covered her labia. As she read the second email that had arrived while she was showering, she opened her legs a bit further. The subject read;

"Your conduct."

"Slave C" will leave her overnight bag in the back seat of her car at work. It will be removed between tomorrow and Friday and will be waiting in your hotel room on Saturday. When it is time, "Slave C" will dress exactly as she has been told. She will go to the bar and find a stool that allows her to sit so that her legs are clearly visible to anyone who looks. She will order a glass of Champagne with Grand Marnier, will take a deep drink and then sip it as she desires. If ANYONE offers to buy her a drink, she may tell them that she is waiting for a friend, but will accept the drink. She will conduct herself, at all times, as though she is available to dance, if there is music to dance to. If someone asks her to dance, and places their hand on her hip or ass as they move to the dance floor, she will not move it. 

If, they "accidentally" brush the side of her breast with their fingertips, or try to look into her blouse, she may smile, but will not react in any other way, except to pull the blouse open a bit and shake it like she is cooling her tits. Remember, Master will be watching at all times. 

He will expect you to act slightly slutty and flirtatious. 'Slave C' will drink at least two Champagne and Gran Marnier cocktails before Master will contact her. He will text or call her when it is time for her to go to the room. She will proceed to the elevator and go to the room. Once there, SC will follow any directions that are left for her."

"If anyone that has bought her a drink or danced with her offers their phone or room number, Slave C will accept it and thank them with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. If they use the opportunity to caress her breasts, she may gently push their hand away as she thanks them for the drink or dance and then walks to the elevator. If they should follower her to the elevator, she may kiss them as she goes up to the room floor, but she may not invite them in until Master tells her she may."

"If Slave C is unwilling to do ANY of the things in this email, she may simply respond with "No Thank You" and Master will not bother her again. 

If she is willing to do as she has been directed, she will reply with "Yes, my Master" and all plans will be put into motion."

The plump blond drained the last bit of wine from her glass and set the laptop on the floor. She was thinking about the emails she had received from her Master and was wondering if she could go through with what she had been told to do. She laid her glasses on the end table, closed her eyes and sank back into the soft black leather of her over-stuffed couch to think. The only sounds she heard were the rain that was gently falling against her living room window and the blood flowing, it seemed to her, directly into her clitoris and labia, causing them to swell and tingle with desire.

Her living room was nicely warmed by the flames of the fire-log she had lit when she first got home and the hot shower and three glasses of wine she had consumed had her completely relaxed. She absentmindedly played with the belt of the kimono, and the bow-knot slipped open as she tugged at it. She felt the silk glide across her skin as she pulled at the robe so that it just clung to the curves of her "D" cup breasts, fell away at the waist and lay completely open at her hips. Her hands slid down her neck and trailed along the inside curves of her rapidly swelling breasts. Her left hand traced its way up from the bottom of her left breast, found the erect, super-sensitive nipple and circled it several times before gently taking it between her thumb and forefinger and pinching it ever-so-lightly.

"Ooohhh." She moaned softly and her eye-lids fluttered as she bit her bottom lip.

She continued to play with her breasts with her left hand, while her right trailed down her chest, stomach and hips and slowly made its way to her mons where she stroked the soft, curly blond hair that lightly covered her pussy. She spun it around her fingertips and tugged on it just a bit, before letting her fingers slide down to the, ever-increasing, dampness emanating from her vagina.

"Uuuhhhhhh." She groaned as she stroked the blood engorged lips of her pussy.

Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open making little mewls and moans as she spread her outer lips with two fingers, played with the opening of her vagina and then ran her finger up and down her slit, feeling the moisture increasing with each stroke. 

"Aaahhhhhhhh." She moaned as she felt the growing urge to thrust her fingers into her flowing pussy, but something in her needed to stretch out the "wanting". Something needed to enjoy the pain.

'Slave C' dragged her fingernails up the length of her puffy, nearly purple, pussy lips as she reached down with her left hand and spread herself open so that she could more easily access her clitoris and vagina. Still trying to drag out the frustration she was creating, she ever-so-gently touched her clit with her index finger.

"AAHH." She gasped as the sweet sensations of pure pleasure ran directly from her clit to her brain.

"Master will use you soon." She heard him say in the fantasy that was moving her closer and closer towards orgasm.

"Yes, Master. Use your slave. Use her body for your pleasure." She said out loud as she thrust two fingers into her dripping vagina and held them there while she teased her clit with her other hand.

"Finger fuck yourself, Slave." She heard her master say as she withdrew her fingers and then thrust them back in again. 

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH." She moaned loudly as her breathing increased in an effort to keep pace with her thrusting fingers and rapidly accelerating heart rate.

At 19, she discovered that she was a "squirter". Whenever she had a strong orgasm, her vaginal fluids would literally shoot out of her vagina and drench whomever she was having sex with. At this moment, her vaginal fluids were flowing like an open tap as she moved closer to the tipping that would release her orgasm. She was rubbing her clit with the same intensity that she was fingering herself and had pulled her knees up, nearly to her heaving breasts, spreading her creamy white thighs as far apart as she possibly could. Her rock-hard nipples begged to be touched and sucked, but all she could do was look at them as her tits bounced on her chest and spun in tight circles from the savage fingering she was giving herself.

"Oh Master, Master. Please pinch my nipples." She said, and in her mind, he did.

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH, G-G-GODDDDD! I am going to C-c-cuuuuuuuuum-mmmmmm!" And, as she heard herself say the words out loud, she exploded in an earth-shaking orgasm more intense than any she had ever experienced.

"Mmmmm. MMMMMMMMMM. AAAAAHHHHHHHHH. Oh God. Oh God. AAAAAHHHHH." She wailed as she buried her hand as deep into her gushing pussy as she could and held it there wiggling her fingers, massaging her g-spot, completely immersed in the sensations created by her vaginal muscles contracting around her fingers as she slowly regained her senses.

"Oh Cathy, you made a mess." She said to herself, momentarily forgetting to call herself "Slave C", as she lowered her legs back down and sat up.

"I am going to have to clean this up...tomorrow." She thought as she realized that her kimono was saturated with her vaginal fluids and sweat. 

"Made a mess, girl, you ARE a mess." She said out loud as she tried to stand, only to find that her knees would not support her.

Finally, she got up and steadied herself on the end of a chair. Her robe slid off her shoulders and pooled at her ankles. Sweat was running down her breasts, dripping from her nipples, streaming down her back and between her ass cheeks, and she could feel her own pussy juice running down the insides of her legs like a river of cum.

"Oh my God that was good. But, I think it is time for another shower and then bed. I'll bet I sleep good tonight." She said to herself as she turned off the light next to the couch and slowly stumbled down the hall naked, towards her bedroom, sleep, and her fantasy-filled dreams.

As she fell asleep, Slave Cathy said;

"I wish you had seen this tonight, Master."

As the night closed in around her, she was sure she heard him say that he had.

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"Hel...hello." She stammered when the phone rang at 10:30 the next morning.

"Girl, where are you?" Her friend Cherrie asked from the office.

"Oh shit! I worked late on the computer last night and must have slept through the alarm." Cathy fibbed to her co-worker.

"I will be in in thirty minutes." She said into the phone as she scrambled out of bed and headed for the closet.

She shed her nightgown while she was on the move, but caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror as she stood naked, looking into her closet and thought:

"I must text Master with my decision."

She grabbed her cell off the nightstand, pulled up his last text and hit "reply":

"My Master, I am standing here naked as I text you. Yes, I will do anything and everything you ask. I am sending you a present that I hope makes you happy." 

She raised the camera to the mirror and snapped a photo of her nude reflection and hit send. His cell chimed as he sat, watching the surf break on the beach in front of his house and he knew, by the special sound he had programmed for Slave C, that it was her. He looked at the nude photo that came attached to her email and smiled.

"I am going to enjoy using that plump body and watching it be used."

He walked into his "Playroom" and took a picture of the leather paddle he was going to use on her plump ass and sent it to her with his response;

"Good Slave, these are some of the toys that Master is going to use on your plump, sexy, body when we meet."

If she was still properly subservient after this weekend, he would replace the chime with her moaning to his touch. He walked into his bedroom, dressed, walked out to his garage and climbed into his fully restored, 1967 Corvette Sting Ray Fastback, fired up its blueprinted 427 cubic inch engine, pulled out onto Pacific Coast Highway, and headed to the airport for his flight to Las Vegas.

"Appropriate." He thought that its nickname is "Sin City", because he had many "sins" planned for the coming weekend. All of them revolved around the fifty year old, slightly plump woman whom he now called "Slave C".

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After hitting "send", Slave C had gone about the business of getting dressed for work. She grabbed a pair of peach-colored panties that she had bought from her favorite lingerie shop, stepped into them, pulled them up her legs and wiggled her hips from side to side as they slid over her round, plump hips and ass.

As she picked up the bra that matched it from where it was hanging over the edge of the clothes hamper she said:

"You've only worn this twice this week, so one more won't hurt." 

She pulled a blouse and slacks off their hangers, jumped into them, then into her shoes, took five minutes to brush her hair and put on a bit of makeup and headed out the door. She checked her emails as she fired up her Mustang to head for the Freeway and a huge smile crossed her lips at the sight of some of the "toys";

"Oh my! Those might make my ass sting. Just three more days to Saturday, then I meet Master.

The promised package arrived that afternoon, but the rest of the week seemed to drag by as she waited for a text message or email from the man she now called "Master", but nothing came until nearly time for her to go home on Friday evening.

"Tomorrow"

"A limo will be waiting for you outside your apartment tomorrow at noon. The driver will take you to John Wayne Airport, where a ticket, in your name, waits at the Virgin Air counter. A driver will be waiting for you in Vegas and will take you to the Renaissance Hotel. You will check in and go to your room and rest. At 8 pm you are to be dressed as instructed and are to go directly into the main bar. Your clothing is to be arranged in as revealing a manner as possible. There must be cleavage visible without the viewer having to look too hard. You will conduct yourself exactly as you have been directed and when you are told to go to the playroom, it is suite 2001. Another text will come to you while you are at the bar and tell you what to do once you get into the room."

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Saturday morning "C" slept to 8, showered and had breakfast, then went to the salon and had her nails done and her hair trimmed. She had lunch and went home to wait for her ride to the airport. There was a knock on her door exactly at 12. The driver asked for her bag, which contained some clothes for the trip home, escorted her to the waiting Mercedes limo and took her to the airport. She checked in and was surprised to find she was flying 1st Class. 

"Would you like another glass of champagne ma'am?" The flight attendant asked her.

"Yes, please." Cathy responded with a smile.

"You looked deep in thought." The young man said as he poured her another glass.

"Oh, I am going to meet someone in Vegas and I am a little nervous." She said.

"Well, I hope you have a good time." The young man said as he checked out the swell of her "D" cup breasts, noting that her nipples were poking out through her bra and blouse.

"I hope so too." She said as he stepped away to attend to another passenger and she went back to her thoughts.

"Damn, I hope I can do this. I really want to meet Master and I don't know if he will let me if I don't do exactly what he said in his emails."

She thought to herself as the aircraft accelerated down the runway and into the sky over the blue Pacific Ocean. The 45 minute flight was completely uneventful, except that "C" spilled a bit of her 4th glass of champagne down the front of her blouse.

"Oops." She giggled as she used a napkin to sponge off.

The excess ran down between her breasts, leaving an elongated damp spot on the front of her blouse.

"It will dry quickly." The young flight attendant told her.

"But, when you get to your hotel, you may want to rinse the blouse out in the sink to keep it from staining." He continued as she looked up at him.

The later movement caused her blouse to fall open just enough to give the young man a clear peek at her cleavage and breasts down to where they disappeared into the cups of the bra that held them.

"She's a little old, but I bet she fucks like a rabbit. I hope whoever she is going to meet has fun sucking on those big, plump tits." He thought to himself, as he left her to prepare for landing.


Training Slave C Ch. 02



"Come with me." She said, and they headed for the elevator.

SC inserted her room key into the elevator control panel and the doors opened to let her and Will in. As the door closed behind the two, Will pulled her to him and planted his lips firmly on hers as his hands slid down to grasp and massage her ass while he feverishly tried to get her skirt up to her waist again.

"I want my hands on your ass." Will hissed through the kiss while the elevator headed for the 20th floor.

"Yes, yes, grab my ass." SC replied as she felt Will's hands latch onto the plump globes of her ass and the index finger of his left hand sink into her pinkish-brown anus.

"UH." SC grunted when Will thrust his finger into her tingling asshole.

"Um, um. Not so hard." She whispered into his mouth as her arms twined around his neck. "My God your cock feels huge! How big is it?"

"14 inches," He said with a smile as he pulled back enough to see the reaction on SC's face.

"Oh my!" She responded as she reached down with one hand and squeezed his monster through his pants.

"Easy baby, I have not been laid in 4 months and I am going to have a hair trigger the first time we fuck.

"Oh, poor baby." She whispered into his ear as the elevator door open onto their foyer.

She grabbed Will by his belt and pulled him out of the elevator and pushed him into a corner as she unfastened his pants and pulled his throbbing 14 inch cock out of them.

"OOOHHHHH." He groaned as Slave C dropped to her knees and engulfed it with her warm, wet, mouth.

"AAAAHHHH " He groaned louder as she wrapped her tongue around its swollen purple head and settled into a smooth, steady rhythm as her tongue danced and played along the length and girth of the shaft as she strained to get it all into her mouth and throat.

"Umph." SC grunted with each dive down Will's massive cock. She could taste his pre-cum on her tongue as it oozed, ever-faster out of the end of his cock.

"God I wish I could cum too. My pussy is so wet, my panties are soaked and pussy juice is running down my thighs." She was thinking as she slurped and bobbed on the monster in her mouth. "I don't know if I could handle this in my pussy. I know it would never fit in my ass. Fuck, he's going to cum any second. Fuck, his finger feels good up my ass. I want to be covered in cum."

"AAAARGGGGHHHH." Will nearly yelled as he yanked his finger out of her bouncing ass, grabbed her by the sides of her head and tried to bury his surging, spurting cock down her throat.

"UUUUUUMMMMPPPHHH!" Was the only sound that came from her as he shoved his cock six inches down her throat and fired spurt after spurt of white, sticky hot cum into her stomach.

She was close to blacking out from lack of air when his cock finally stopped spurting and began to deflate. Will had collapsed in the corner and had dragged Slave C down with him with his cock deep in her throat.

"Mmmmm." She purred as she regained full consciousness and slowly pulled her mouth off his, now flaccid cock. As she sucked and licked it clean she realized that, even soft, it was six inches long and two in diameter.

"You better go get cleaned up." SC giggled to Will as she looked at him sitting on the floor with his crotch covered in saliva and cum, though most of the later had ended up in her mouth and stomach.

She was kneeling beside him with her skirt around her waist and her breasts exposed, because Will had tugged her blouse completely open as she was sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. Her Electric blue thong was soaked with her vaginal fluid and some of Will's cum was strung across the side of her face.

"No way, you still have to fuck me." Will said.

"Sorry, I have to go meet my friend." She said as she rose, unsteadily, to her feet and headed towards the door to her suite. "You, sir are on your own."

"Shit, this sucks." He said as SC disappeared and the door closed behind her. "Guess I better get up before Mike comes up with his big-titted friend. Or, SC's "friend" shows up."

He had just gotten the door to his suite open when the elevator indicated that it was on the way up.

"Just in time." Will thought as he pushed the door closed and walked into his bedroom to change.

"Yeah, Will is probably banging his friend or sound asleep." Mike was telling his red-headed 'friend'.

"Oh, that's too bad. He was cute. Oh well, maybe he'll come home." The obviously drunk woman said to Mike.

"What, you want to do us both? Let me get him on the phone." Mike said with an enormous smile as the elevator door opened and he led the "red-headed tit-monster", as Will had called her, towards their room.

Slave Cathy entered Master's suite to find a woman, about her age, waiting for her with a very large camera array.

"Hi, I am Martha and I have been retained by your Master to photograph you before he comes up." The woman said to her as she extended a hand to SC.

Taken slightly aback, SC said:

"Hello, I am SC."

Even as she spoke SC realized that she was blushing, not only at how she looked with her skirt up around her waist and her breasts well out of her bra, but also with a sting of Will's cum running from the corner of her mouth down her cheek. 

"Who did you say retained you?" SC asked as she shook the woman's outstretched hand.

"Your Master." Martha said to her with a smile. 

"I have worked for him on several occasions and he has always been very pleased with me. Shall we get started?" She continued as she released SC's hand and picked up a Canon digital camera, aimed at SC and snapped three quick shots.

"Shouldn't I get cleaned up a bit?" SC said as she tried to roll her skirt back into place.

"Not just yet, Master wanted some of you immediately after you serviced your 'friend' from the bar." Martha said with a smirk.

"He has given us 1 hour and then he will be up to join you. By the way, just so you know, Master likes to spank his slaves." 

"H-how do you know this?" SC asked the photographer.

"Because, he has spanked me before." Replied Martha as she absent mindedly rubbed her ass.

"You are his slave?" SC asked as the jealousy started to rise in her.

"Not at present, we agreed that I should stop, because my husband was getting very jealous." He photographer said as she led SC towards the waiting cameras.

Martha deftly positioned the drunk and confused SC where she wanted her, focused the camera and started taking pictures.

"Turn this way just a little and tilt your head down. Perfect!" She said as SC followed her directions to the letter.

"Now, let's see your breasts. Face the camera head on and spread your feet about so. No, no, keep your skirt rolled up just like it is. Master loves that type of shot. Now, open your blouse so your breasts are completely visible. Excellent." 

Martha was a master of her trade and the time flew by as she took shot after shot of Slave Cathy.

"Here, sit in this chair and lay back. Put your knees together, but spread your feet. Oh, I don't like that one; we need to rearrange your boobs." 

She continued as she stepped up and tucked SC's breasts back into the lace bra she still wore.

"Your hands are cold." SC said as she pushed her elbows into her sides, forcing her tits in and up on her chest.

"Cold hands, warm heart." Martha laughed.

"Do we have some champagne around here?" SC asked as she realized she was losing her buzz.

"Yes, I'll get it for you. Would you mind if I had some also?" Martha said.

"Oh heck no. I was going to ask if you would like some too. I wouldn't want to be a champagne piggy." SC giggled.

Martha picked up the phone and ordered;

"Room Service, this is Suite 2001. Yes, that's correct. Would you send up the champagne and fruit that was arranged for earlier?"

Within five minutes, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Martha said loudly as she wiped some dust off her camera lens.

"Right over here." She said to the Bell Hop, who appeared to be about twenty-five.

SC had fallen asleep in the big, overstuffed chair and had no idea that the young man was getting much more than an eye full of her plump, scantily clad body.

"She is very pretty, but a little plump for my taste." The young man said to Martha without ever taking his eyes off of SC.

Looking at Martha finally, he said with a smile;

"But, Mr. A. likes his ladies a little plump."

Martha looked at the young man with a sly smile and said;

"Yes, we full-figured ladies have our admirers too. Now scoot before he comes in and catches you eye-fucking his latest interest."

The young man opened the $500.00 bottle of champagne, poured two flutes and took the silver lid off of a huge bowl of strawberries and a second filled with whipped cream, and then headed towards the door. When he reached the door, he turned to look at SC one more time.

"She is very attractive like that." He sighed and then was gone.

"SC, the champagne is here." Martha said as she lightly shook the sleeping woman awake.

"Oh, I didn't hear Room Service. Guess I had drifted off." SC said as she took the proffered glass of sparkling alcohol.

"That's okay. He enjoyed the view." Martha replied. "We have just enough time to enjoy some strawberries before we get you showered and ready for Master. Let's take the cart into the bathroom."

"I don't really need any help showering." SC said, slightly embarrassed that Martha might think she was too drunk to bathe by herself.

"No, that's not it. I just have specific instructions on how your makeup is to be and what you are to wear. Also, your hair could use a little touch up." Martha said reassuringly.

"Martha, you have a slight accent, and I can't quite place it. Are you originally from Mexico or Central America?" SC inquired as the two pushed the champagne cart towards the bathroom.

"Yes." Martha replied. "I was born in Mexico City and met Master there several years ago when he was helping on excavating an Aztec Temple. His Spanish was terrible, but he tried so hard that we all came to love him. He knows more about the Aztec and Maya than most Mexicans do. I was the photographer for the dig and we started dating. Eventually, I became his confident and, well...his slave. I have to say, I would not change a single thing. Now, I am his confident, business adviser and personal photographer. I still get to travel, he pays me far more than he should, and I get to meet people like you."

All the while she was talking, she had gotten the shower going, and set the water at a precise temperature, gotten SC undressed and undressed herself.

"Sit here." She said as she took SC by the hand and sat her on a clear, acrylic stool under the shower.

"Oh, this feels so good." SC said as the water washed over her head, down her shoulders to her chest and back and on to the floor.

"Do you like lemon?" Martha asked.

"Yes." SC replied as Martha began washing the new slave's hair with a lemon fragranced shampoo.

"Do you like this?" Martha asked as she skillfully massaged SC scalp, neck and shoulders.

"Yes, it feels wonderful." Was SC's reply.

As she bathed Master's new slave-in-training, Martha let her own breasts drag across the blonds back. She always enjoyed the feeling of skin on skin in the water and it made no difference to her whether the other person was male or female. At 5'6" and 135 pounds, Martha was, herself a plumper. Her breasts were actually larger than SC's "D" Cups. Martha's were "DD" with inch long nipples that got hard as rock when she was aroused and washing SC's hair was arousing her quickly.

"Do you mind that my nipples are touching you?" She asked SC.

"No, my skin is very sensitive and now I know why men like it when I drag my nipples across their skin. Especially, in the water." SC said.

Between the added champagne, the hot water running all over her body and Martha's expert hands messaging her head, neck and shoulders, SC 

was in an almost dream-like state.

Moving around in front of SC, Martha said;

"Let's try it from this side."

SC still had her eyes closed and was unaware that Martha's large nipples were now level with her mouth until the plump Latina said:

"Do you like my earrings?"

When SC opened her eyes to look, she blushed and then looked up at Martha's ears, which had a pair of one caret emeralds in them. The earrings matched the two caret stone that hung from a gold chain around her neck, and SC couldn't help but be impressed.

"My God, they're gorgeous. Did Master give them to you?"She asked.

"Yes, the stones and chain were all recovered from a Spanish treasure ship that was found off of Florida and Master was good friends with the man who found it. He bought these for me and had them mounted not long after we met. I wear them every day and would be lost without." Martha said casually as she moved in close enough to SC that her nipples were almost brushing the other woman's lips.

"Have you ever sucked someone else's breasts, SC?"

"No, no I haven't." The blond replied.

"Would you like to suck mine?" Martha asked softly. "Like most men, Master likes to watch woman on woman sex and I am hoping you might try it with me. Give me your 'cherry' as it were."

"I have decided that I will try anything Master wants me to this weekend, to see if I can submit to him the way I know he wants me to. So yes, I would like to suck your nipples, Martha." SC said as she stared at the other woman's face.

"OOOOHHHHHH." Martha moaned when Slave C leaned forward the inch between them an took her left nipple in her mouth.

"AAYYEEE." Martha moaned again as SC softly sucked Martha's dark brown, inch long, three-quarter inch diameter bud into her mouth and quickly inhaled then exhaled around it.

Pulling her plump red lips away from Martha's breast for a second and looking up at her face, SC asked her;

"Is that okay, Martha?"

"Yes, that is very nice. Do that to the other one too, please." She responded.

Martha had stopped washing SC's hair and had her hands resting on the blonds' shoulders to steady herself as Slave C took the right nipple in her mouth and repeated the inhale-exhale thing. Her hands wandered up to Martha's hips and she was holding them as she sucked on the woman's nipples. Martha was looking down, watching the blond through half-closed eyes and let her hand fall to SC's breast.

"Oh my," SC said as her new lover gently pinched and pulled her nipples, rolling them between her thumb and index finger as she did.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!" Martha loudly moaned when SC took both her DD breast in her hands, pushed them together and inhaled both of her nipples at once.

"More, more." She whimpered as the blond tongued her supersensitive buds as she sucked them deep into her mouth.

"Martha, what's it like to kiss another woman?" SC asked when she took a break from sucking Martha's dark brown nipples.

"It's just like this." The Latina replied as she sank to her knees, took Slave C's head in her hands and gently pulled the plump blonds' lips to her own.

"Mmmm." SC moaned softly as the other woman's tongue parted her lips and found the tip of the budding submissives' tongue.

As their tongues danced and darted into and out of the other's mouth, SC realized that she had become completely aroused. Her hands explored Martha's curves, from her armpits to the flare of her hips, and back up again. Both women whimpered and moaned as the other found secret spots that very few men had ever explored.

"Rub my ass, Slave." Martha commanded of SC. For Martha, it was attest to see how willing Slave Cathy was willing to be and she responded immediately by reaching around the slightly plump Martha and rubbing both of her round, but firm ass cheeks.

"Ohh YES!" Martha sighed when SC, remembering how good it had felt when Will stuck his finger in her ass, slid her finger as far up Martha's ass as she could manage, then settled into a soft, pumping with her hand.

"OOoohhhh." She moaned as her head fell forward onto SC's shoulder and she whimpered her pleasure.

SC could hear Martha's ragged breathing and feel her heart accelerating as she moved her hand faster. Suddenly, Martha raised her upper body as she arched her back and ground her ass into SC's probing finger as she reached orgasm. 

"Oh God I love having my ass played with like that." Martha said when she had regained control. 

"The water is getting cold. Let's go into your room for a little bit. We need to see how much time we have before Master comes in."

Both women stood up and toweled one another off, then went into SC's room. 

"Your turn, Slave." Martha said to SC as she pushed the blond down on her bed. "Master said you could not be penetrated, but he never said you cannot be licked." 

As she said the later, she crawled up between SC slightly spread legs and pushed them apart, exposing the blonds' swollen, flaming red labia to her view. Before SC could even think to protest, Martha had her face between the plump blonds' legs and her tongue was searching for her swollen clit.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH." The blond groaned when Martha's expert tongue found her target and began to lightly lick it.

"Pull your legs up, Slave." Martha commanded.

"Yes, Mistress." SC replied, using the feminine form for Master as she pulled her knees up to her tits and locked her fingers behind her legs. 

Completely exposed to the other woman, she blushed bright red and shut her eyes when she realized there was a camera directly above her bed and she knew that he was watching her submit to a woman.

"Oo,oo,oo." SC whimpered as Martha first licked her clit and then sucked it as she thrust two fingers into SC's flooded vagina, rhythmically fingering her in time to her tongue on her clit.

She softly spread SC's labia and lapped at the insides of the swollen lips, planting kisses over SC's entire pussy, while sliding her left index finger into the pinkish-brown pucker of her asshole.

"Ah, ah, ahg, ahg.OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The blond wailed as her orgasm washed over her like a mighty wave while the camera lens above her bed took in every sight and sound.

"That," Said Martha with a smile. "Was a good one."

Martha glanced at the clock on the night stand and, realizing how late it had become, said;

"We need to get you dressed for your meeting with Master."

"Yes, mistress." SC sighed as she came down off her orgasmic high.

"Master has left your outfit in the top drawer in the closet." Martha said as she helped SC to her feet. "But, let's get your makeup and hair done."

Martha was secretly disappointed that she had not been able to use her new strap-on dildo on SC, but knew that the weekend was young and there might yet be a time to fuck the plump blond. 

"Master loves rich, red lipstick." Martha said as she applied the finishing touches to Slave Cathy's makeup. "Your hair looks perfect. It may be a little messed up by morning, but Master will love it when he sees it. Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes, Mistress." SC responded submissively.

"Did you enjoy sucking my tits?" 

"Yes, Mistress, I enjoyed it very much. I also enjoyed you licking my pussy." SC replied.

"Good, there may be time for us to play again, later. Now, let's get you in your outfit." Martha said as she led the way to the closet. 

"You are to wear this." She continued as she handed SC a black satin thong panty and bra set.

"That looks lovely." Martha sighed as she stepped back to look at Slave C standing in the thong.

The bra was shear lace with satin trim that cupped under SC's "C" cup breasts, lifting them and putting her nipples on display. The black contrasted with her near alabaster skin tones and really set her nipples off.

"Now these go on your nipples like this." Martha said as she attached a tassel made of black crystals to the blond woman's right breast. SC took the second one and attached it to her left nipple and then waited for more instruction from Martha.




Training Slave C Ch. 02



Handing Slave Cathy a set of leather wrist straps, Martha said;

"You put these on your wrists and I will attach these to your ankles. And, put this collar on also."

Within a few minutes, SC was standing in her black thong and bra with black leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles and a black collar around her neck.

"Last thing." Martha said as she snapped a long leather leash to the ring on the collar.

"You are to kneel by the front door and wait for Master. He will be here in just a few minutes. 

Your night is about to become much more interesting and your will to be his slave will be tested. I hope that you can do what you seem to want to." Martha said as she led SC to the front door of the suite, indicated where she was to kneel and then turned to leave.

"Where will you be?" SC asked her as she was leaving the room.

"I will be in Master's room, waiting his instructions. I will put on a silk robe and be at his disposal if he should want anything." Martha said just before she entered Master's bed chamber and closed the door.

SC was kneeling, waiting to meet her Master, for what seemed like hours to her when she heard the door handle turn and the door open. She wanted to look up, to see his face, but she knew she must not until he spoke to her. She saw his shoes as the door closed and she held up her hand with the leash to see if he would take it.

"Very good, Slave." Me said as he reached under her chin and tilted her face up.

"Master?" She asked, just to be sure.

"Yes, Slave Cathy, I am your Master." He said as he raised her to her feet and looked her body over.

"Yes." He thought to himself. "She is just plump enough, her skin is lovely and will contrast nicely to 'M's' and her tits are as exquisite as I thought they would be. Not as big as 'M's', but just as lovely."

While Master looked over his new slave, SC was doing some looking of her own. Master had sandy blond hair with some white in it and the way it was cut made her think that he had been in the military, as most men didn't wear their hair that short. His mustache was bushy and going white and he was probably in his late 50s. He was about 6 feet tall and probably around 200 pounds and he had broad shoulders. He had a three inch scare near his right eye and his nose had probably been broken at least once. But, it was his eyes that took hold of her and held her in their grasp. His eyes were the deepest blue she had ever seen and she felt like she was falling into them. She was drowning in a blue hole, sinking so fast that she had no hope of ever getting out. Looking into his eyes, Cathy was sure that she would be his forever and she wanted to consummate that knowledge and to be owned by him.

"Come with me." He said.

"Yes, Master." She replied and obediently followed him into a room she had not noticed before.

Pointing at what appeared to be a gymnastics pommel horse, Master said;

"Go bend over that."

"Yes Master." SC said as she walked over to the apparatus and bent over it.

He stepped in front of her, reached down and attached a butterfly clamp to the d-ring on her wrist cuffs. Then, he walked behind her and attached one to each ankle. She was completely immobile. 

"Master is going to spank you, now." He told her as he opened a sliding door that hid numerous paddles, whips, and other like items.

"Yes, Master. Please spank your unworthy slave." She nearly begged.

"SMACK!" The blow landed directly on her right ass cheek and the sting spread all the way across her ass.

"SMACK...SMACK...SMACK...SMACK!" Came four more blows in quick succession as she bit her lip so that she would not cry out.

Her right ass cheek felt like it was on fire and, if she had been able to see it, she would have seen that it looked that way as well. There were several welts that wrapped from her hip to her ass crack. They were bright red, two inches wide and beginning to rise up.

"SMACK...SMACK...SMACK...SMACK...SMACK!" Five more stinging, burning blows landed on her left ass cheek, each one harder that the one before.

"M-Master, has your slave offended you?" SC asked as tears ran down her cheeks and fell to the floor.

"No, Master just wanted to ensure you know that he is a man of his word. He had told you he would spank you tonight, and now he has." Master replied to her as he rubbed her ass and gently patted the welts.

"Yes, Master. Thank you master." She said as he unfastened the clamps that held her to the horse.

"Now, Slave Cathy, you will go over to the 'X' and fasten your legs to the bases. Then you will raise your arms so that Master can attach your wrists as well." He told her.

"As you wish, Master." The plump blond said as she hurried to the velvet covered 'X' near the wall.

"Are you sure you can do this?" She asked herself as she paused for just a moment at the new apparatus. "You won't know until you try."

As she attached her right ankle to the clamp she realized that her panties would probably slip into her the slit of her pussy when she spread her legs to attach the second restraint.

"Oh my." She said when she felt the satin slide exactly where she thought it would.

"NO! Leave it!" Master ordered when she reached down to reposition it.

"Yes Master." She quietly said as she raised her arms up to the 'X'.

"Master also told you he would pinch your nipples." He said flatly as he attached the second arm to the frame. "But first, he has some other plans for them."

"The tassels look quiet lovely on your tits, don't you think?" He asked her as he stepped in front of her and ran his fingertips over her rapidly swelling mounds of tit.

"Oohh." She moaned softly as he licked his index fingers and then rubbed them on her nipple buds, teasing them to full attention.

Stepping in as close as he could, Master said; 

"Your nipples are as sensitive as Master had thought they would be. You like having them played with and sucked. Don't you?"

"Yes, Master." She whispered hoarsely. "Your slave loves it very much."

"Good." He said as he inhaled her right nipple and sucked it as hard as he could.

"AAAAHHHHH." SC moaned loudly as the sensations traveled from her nipple to her pussy and then to her brain.

Master reached down and slid a finger into her, already wet slit and rubbed it across her clit as he said;

"This is good. Master is pleased to see that Slave Cathy is aroused by what is being done to her."

"Yes, yes, Master. Slave Cathy loves what is being done to her." She said, almost breathless as he increased the speed at which he was rubbing her.

Master stepped directly in front of his slave and sucked on her left nipple until it was purple and then he tugged both tassels, stretching her nipples and breasts, until they slipped off her tits.

"OOOOWWWWWW." She cried as the monofilament line that held them on seemed to dig into her nipples and tear across the skin.

Master pulled a small cart over in front of SC and took the cover off of it, exposing the items that were laid out on there. SC's eyes widened to the size of silver dollars as she gazed on the toys that Master was going to use on her lust swollen breasts.

"Master, please be gentle with your slave's breasts." She begged as he looked the cart over.

His hand seemed to move at light speed as he picked up a small leather crop and slapped her extended nipple buds.

"AAAAAYYYYYY." She screamed as the pain shot through her nipples like an electric shock.

"Slaves do not speak unless spoken to. Is that clear?" He said to her as the crop flashed across her tits, just above the areolas.

"AAAHHHH! YES MASTER, your slave won't speak again unless you speak to her first." The blond plumper said as the pain burned into her tits.

"Good." Master said to her as he laid the crop down and picked up a pair of alligator toothed nipple clamps that had small 's' hooks hanging from them.

"Master loves your nipples." He said as he pinched one of the clamps open and moved it up to her right breast. "Do you know why?"

"No Master." She replied as her eyes fixated on the clamp.

"Because they are so sensitive." He said as he slowly closed the clamp on her nipple.

"AARRRGGGHHH." She cried as the teeth bit into the sensitive skin of her buds.

Before she could adjust to the pain in the right nipple, Master attached the clamp to the left.

"OOOOHHHHHHHH." SC groaned as the teeth of that clamp bit even deeper into her aching nip.

"Do you like to have your nipples tugged?" Master asked his slave as she withered on the 'X' cross.

"Yes, Master, I do." She replied.

"Good." He said as he picked two 4 ounce weights up off the cart and attached one to each 's' hook on the clamps. Then, he dropped the weights, sending bolts of pain through her nipples.

"OOOOOOOOO." She moaned as her nipples were pulled down. SC's head fell back against the padded bar that connected the two upper pieces of the 'X' and her eyes closed as she fought off the urge to cry out again.

"Good slave." Master said as he picked up a ½ inch wide leather strap and wrapped it around the base of Slave Cathy's left breast and then he fed the end through a buckle and pulled it tight, fastening the strap when he was done. 

"Your breast is already starting to swell." He said to her casually as he repeated the process on her right breast.

"Oh, they are turning blue." She said without thinking and instantly felt the bite of the riding crop across both swollen, melon sized mounds.

"AARRGGHH. I AM SORRY MASTER." She cried as he lay the crop back down on the cart.

Master could smell the aroma of her sex fluids as he stood next to her and he smiled as he looked down at her legs.

"Your vaginal juices are running down your legs. Do you know that?" He asked her as he played with the various things on the cart.

"Yes, Master. Your slave knows that she is wet, even though her breasts and nipples hurt terribly. She doesn't know why, but she knows her body is VERY turned on." Slave C said as she stared at Master.

"Slave C is very turned on, because she loves to be hurt. She loves to be used and abused and wants more. She wants to be humiliated in any way that Master wishes."

Her eyes were pleading for relief for her nipples, but she would not verbalize that desire. 

"Yes, Master is right." She thought to herself as she remembered how turned on she would get when a boyfriend would spank her a little. She had lost her virginity to a guy her first year of college after he pulled her over his knee and spanked her at a party. She had nearly dragged him into an unused bedroom and fucked his brains out.

"Master is not done." He said to her as he picked up a small medical took that was used in neurological exams. 

It had a handle with a roller head and the roller hear had about a dozen, very sharp, needles on it. It would be rolled over the souls of the feet to check for feeling in the extremities.

"Tell Master how this feels." He said as he rolled it up the side of her breast and then down the front, bypassing the nipple and continuing under the tit.

"OH, MASTER. It hurts. Please do more." She begged him.

"Yes, Master will do more. But, let's take these nipple clamps off for now." He said as he released the pressure on the clamps and laid them back on the cart.

Slave C thought about thanking her Master, but remembered that she had not been spoken to, so stopped at the last second.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" She groaned loudly when Master rolled the needles down her breast again, only this time, he went directly over the purple, battered nipple.

He walked behind her and ran the tool over her, still sore, ass cheeks, using more pressure than he had on her tits.

"OOOWWWW." She groaned as the spike bit into the welts that the strap had risen.

"Master is going to have Martha come join us now. What does his slave think of that idea?" He more said than asked.

"Master may do as he pleases. He is Master." 

Slave Cathy said as Martha entered the room wearing only five inch stiletto heels and a belly dancers' belt of coins around her hips.

She walked directly over to Master and, as SC watched, dropped to her knees, unzipped his slacks and took his cock out and swallowed it as best she could. He was only about six and a half inches long, but was fully two and a half in diameter. Martha bobbed her head, made low, moaning sounds and stared up at Master as she fingered herself with one hand and played with her large, hanging tits with the other.

Little mewls and whimpers escaped from her as she continued to suck and slurp on Master's cock. 

"Master, may I cum?" She asked after taking her mouth off Master's cock for a moment.

"First, make our guest cum and then you may cum also." Master replied, though he desperately wanted to unload in her mouth.

"Yes, My Master." Martha said as she stood up and walked to where SC waited on the 'X'.

"Did you like watching me suck Master's cock, Slave?" She asked SC as she reached down, grasped the base of the 'X' and swung it up parallel to the floor.

"Yes, Mistress, I loved watching it, but wished it was me doing too." SC replied from her new position, facing the ceiling. "Will you lick my pussy again, Mistress?" 

"No, I am going to fuck you." Martha said as she reached down to the bottom shelf of the cart and pulled out a seven inch long, three inch diameter strap-on, double dildo.

SC watched as the plump Latina slid one end of it into her own pussy, attached the straps around her legs and waist and then stepped between Slave Cathy's wide spread legs. Because the center of the 'X' rested in the small of the blonds' back, there was nothing to interfere with what Martha had planned.

Looking at Master, Martha asked; "Master, should I remover her panties?" 

"No, just push them aside." Master replied as he pulled a chair over so that he could watch the show in comfort.

While Martha had prepared herself to fuck the plump new comer, Master had poured himself a drink and checked to ensure that the cameras were all still working. When he was finally seated he looked at Martha and said;

"You may begin."

SC raised her head enough to see the dildo moving towards her unprotected vagina and tried to brace herself, unsure of what, exactly, Martha would do. For her part, Martha had positioned herself so that the head of the dildo was directly in line with the opening to SC's pussy, which was so wet that the fluid was dripping off the cheeks of her ass and pooling on the floor. She grabbed the plump blond by both thighs, took a step forward and thrust with hips forward as hard as she could.

"UH-UGH-UH. AAAAAAARRRGGGGHHHHH!" Slave C screamed as the rubber cock was buried in her wide-spread pussy all the way to the hilt as Martha orgasmed just from the pleasure from inflicting pain on the new comer's pussy.

"I'll show this bitch who is number one girl." She said to herself as she pulled back and slammed in again.

"AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" Slave Cathy screamed again as her pussy was battered and stretched.

"Careful, Martha, Master may put you on the rack and let Slave C fuck you." Master said as Martha hammered the pussy in front of her.



Training Slave C Ch. 03



SC raised her head enough to see the dildo moving towards her unprotected vagina and tried to brace herself, unsure of what, exactly, Martha would do. For her part, Martha had positioned herself so that the head of the dildo was directly in line with the opening to SC's pussy, which was so wet that the fluid was dripping off the cheeks of her ass and pooling on the floor. Martha grabbed the plump blond by both thighs, took a step forward and thrust with hips forward as hard as she could.

"UH-UGH-UH. AAAAAAARRRGGGGHHHHH!" Slave C screamed as the rubber cock was buried in her wide-spread pussy all the way to the hilt as Martha orgasmed just from the pleasure of inflicting pain on the new comer's pussy.

"I'll show this bitch who is number one girl." 

She said to herself as she pulled back and slammed in again.

"AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" Slave Cathy screamed again.

Martha quickly settled into a rhythm and hammered away at SC's wide-spread pussy. With each thrust she battered the plump blonds' cervix, inflicting enormous pain on the bound woman.

"My titties hurt, Mistress. Your thrusting is bouncing them and they hurt with the straps still pulled tight." SC said.

"I like the way they bounce and spin on your chest. Your nipples are hard as rock and are cutting circles as your titties spin. Master, do you see this?" Martha asked as she pulled out and pushed back into Slave Cathy's ravaged love canal.

"Master thinks it is very attractive. That is why it is being filmed." Master said from behind Martha.

"You may continue, Martha. You have five more minutes." Master said as he sat down in his huge, over-stuffed chair.

"How do you like this?" Martha asked SC as she pulled the rubber cock out of the woman and slammed it home again.

"Oh, Mistress, it hurts! It hurts so bad I may throw up." SC whimpered back to her.

"Well, you need to know who is in charge here." Martha said.

Raising her head to look at where Martha stood between her wide-spread legs, SC said;

"You are, mistress. You are! Your slave will do anything you want."

But at just that moment SC saw a wide, leather strap come down with a resounding "SMACK" on Martha's ass, driving her forward into Slave C's battered pussy.

"YOU forget who is in charge, Martha. Perhaps we should put YOU on the rack and let Slave Cathy use that dildo on your pussy. Or, perhaps, on your ass." Master said as Martha stood stunned.

"No Master. You are in command and I apologize for getting carried away." Martha said with her head bowed and her bottom lip trembling.

"Get her off the rack and onto the table." Master commanded.

"Yes, Master." Martha said softly.

Slave Cathy had observed all of this in silence, but noted that Master was upset with how Martha had used her pussy. 

"Maybe Master will be gentle with me tonight." She thought as the 'X' was set upright and her restraints were removed.

"Come with me, SC." Master said as he took her hand and led her towards a low table covered in rich, red velvet with a padded whole at the head, a large cushion at the hips and straps for the wrists and ankles.

"Get up on the table on your stomach, with your hips on the pad and your face in the whole." Master said to her as she turned and sat on the table.

"Yes my Master." SC said submissively.

"That's right, no put your arms out so that your wrists rest in the straps. I will position your ankles." He said to her in a soothing voice that seemed hypnotic to her.

"Master. My titties are being mashed into the table and hurt very badly. Can you take the straps off?" She asked.

"I have a better idea, let's open the breast door." He said as he moved a small lever and a door opened beneath SC's aching boobs, allowing them to fall free under her body.

Master secured her wrists and then her ankles in just a matter of seconds and then she felt her legs being spread as the table seemed to swing to either side and she was sure that someone was between her legs, but in the position she was in, she could not turn her head to see who it was.

"Oooohhhh." She moaned as Master's hands began to massage her up-turned ass.

"Do you like this, SC?" Master asked her as he grasped her plump cheeks and gently spread them, exposing her pinkish-brown anus, which he rubbed with one thumb as he spread a small amount of lubricant on his target with his other hand.

"It feels very nice, Master. Would you please put a finger in my ass? I am finding that I like that a great deal." SC said softly, almost begging.

"AAAAHHHH." She moaned as he inserted his large, long index finger into her ass and spread her sphincter.

"Yes, Master. More please. Finger-fuck your slave's ass. Use it for your pleasure." She whimpered as her hips tried to push back at the finger that was moving in and out of her ass as it wiggled from side to side.

"You are a very good slave. Giving your body to Master for his pleasure is an excellent sign of your submissiveness. We will see just how submissive you are before the weekend ends." 

Master said to her as he increased the speed of his finger thrusts.

"Oh Master. Please fuck your slave. Use my ass, pussy or mouth. I have waited for so long to be your cum receptacle, I want it so bad." She whined and pleaded.

A resounding "SMACK" rang through the room as he brought a leather paddle down across her wiggling ass cheeks.

"AAAWWW." She gasped as a second "SMACK" caused her ass to burn and jiggle.

"I am sorry Master; please forgive your selfish slave." She begged.

"Yes, I will use your ass for my pleasure for a few minutes." Master said to the bound slave as she heard something being wheeled in where Master had been standing.

"Master wants to watch your ass get used and has just the toy to do that." He said to her as she felt a hard rubber cock being inserted in her asshole.

"OH MASTER! What are you doing?" She pleaded as the rubber cock moved into her anal passage at least seven inches.

"Master is going to use one of his favorite toys on that plump ass. It is a fucking machine and will not run out of energy, like a man will." Master said as he locked the wheels of the cart in place.

Then, he manipulated the controls of the machine so that it slowly withdrew the two inch diameter rubber cock from Slave C's asshole, until just the head of it remained in her. At that moment he squirted a large amount of massage oil into her gaping asshole and let the dildo move back into her plump body.

"Now, Master is going to show you what this machine does." He said as he set the controls so that it was thrusting 15 times per minute.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH. AAAAHHHHHH. AAAAHHHH." She moaned as the massage oil let the rubber dick move smoothly in and out of her clinching ass.

"Oh" She grunted at each stroke of the dildo into her ass.

"Master likes watching you get used like this, Slave Cathy. He will let you be used until he is ready to do something else." He calmly commented as he moved the rheostat and increased the speed at which her asshole was being stretched and machine fucked.

"Y-y-yes Master." SC stuttered as the fucking machine increased in speed.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh." She grunted faster as the speed increased.

"You must learn to accept anything that Master wants of you, if you are to be his slave. No matter what he does to you or with you, you must submit immediately. Do you understand Slave C?" He said to her as he increased the speed of the dildo thrusting into her jiggling ass.

"Y-y-y-y-yes M-m-m-m-aster. I want to be your slave. I will do anything you ask of me or tell me to do." SC said as her hands closed and opened with the thrusting of the fuck-machine that now moved at 40 per minute.

"OOOOHHHHHH." She moaned when Master squirted more lotion onto the rubber cock.

"AAAAHHHHHHH." She moaned again as a strange feeling began to move in her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." She moaned again as the tingling in her ass spread to her pussy.

"Your pussy is telling me you are enjoying this, SC. It is flowing like a water faucet. Are you a squirter?" Her Master said to her as he let his fingertips move up and down her well lubricated slit before settling on her clit.

"Yes Master. I am a squirter and I am enjoying this very much and think I might even..." Her voice turned into a high-pitched wail as Master increased the speed of the fucking machine to 60 thrusts per minute and then flicked her clit several times with his index finger.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEE." She screamed as her orgasm exploded in her and her hips and ass bucked and ground on the table to which she was fastened.

Master reached over and turned the machine off and the sudden loss of stimuli caused another orgasm to sweep over her sweating, heaving body.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" SC panted as she tried to regain control of her senses and body.

"Master is going to release you for a moment. You will roll over on your back as soon as he does. 

Is that clear?" Master said to the moaning woman.

"Yes, my Master. Your slave will turn over on her back and await your pleasure." She said as he released the restraints.

"Can we close the opening that my tits hung down through? It's uncomfortable on my shoulders." SC asked as she settled onto her back.

"Yes." Master replied as he moved another lever and the door under her back closed.

"Let me make your hips comfortable." Her Master said as he lowered the cushion that had held her ass up.

"AAAARRRRGGGHHHH." Slave Cathy groaned as her Master slid two fingers into her drenched pussy and rabbit fucked her with his hand.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAA." She wailed again as her pussy squirted a huge amount of fluid all over the table, her legs and Master's hand.

"Yes, you are a squirter!" Master said as he withdrew his cum soaked hand from her twat and he heard a high-pitched moan as he moved his hand away.

Raising her head, Slave Cathy saw Martha drop to her knees besides their Master and lick SC's cum off of his fingers and hand.

"Master, may I lick her pussy?" Martha asked.

"Yes, suck on her clit, pinch her nipples and lick her pussy until she can't move any longer." Master said to the dark-skinned beauty that knelt at his feet, licking his fingers.

"Oh yes, Master." Martha said as she moved forward and buried her face between the plump blonds' legs.

"AAAAHHHHHH." SC moaned as Martha's tongue found her clit and licked it up and down.

"OOOOOHHHHH." SC groaned again when Master's Latina slave wrapped her lips around the blond plumper's clit and sucked it into her mouth so she could flick it with her tongue.

"Oo. Oo. Oo." Slave Cathy moaned in a staccato flow as her clit was sucked, nibbled, and tongue lashed.

"AAAAArggghh." SC wailed as Martha slid three fingers into her vagina and rapidly thrust in and out of her.

"Let me see." Martha said, "Is your g-spot right here?"

"UH-UGH-UH!" SC loudly grunted as Martha thrust her fingers in and rubbed her g-spot without mercy.

"Oh MY GOD! Mistress, more, do me more!" SC cried out as she erupted into another soul wrenching orgasm.

"Oh Master. She is squirting all over me." Martha said in a dream-like voice as Slave Cathy squirted pussy juice all over Martha's face, neck and tits.

"Come here Slave Martha." Master said from the chair he had taken to.

"Yes, my Master." She said as she rose and walked quickly over to Master, who took both of her nipples in his mouth and sucked Slave C's pussy juice off of them.

"Oh Master, Please finger your unworthy slave." Martha said as Master licked SC's pussy juice off of her chest and tits.

"Slave C, look over here." Master commanded the plump blond as she lay on the table trying to catch her breath.

"Yes, Master." She said as she turned her head in the direction of His voice.

"Martha, spread your legs." He commanded.

"Yes, Master." She said softly as she spread her legs to provide him access to her weeping vagina.

"Do you see Master's fingers, SC?" He asked her.

"Yes, Master." She replied meekly.

"Where are they going?" He asked her as he slid them as far into Martha as he could get them.

"You stuck them up Martha's pussy, Master." SC said from where she was bond on the table.

"Yes, they are in Martha's pussy." He said as squishing sounds filled the room along with Martha's low moans and the sweet, musky smell of both women's sex.

"Martha," 

"Yes, Master." Martha responded.

"Go let Slave Cathy lick your pussy." He told her.

"Yes Master." The plump Latina said as she quickly climbed on the table and straddled the bound, plump blonds' head and lowered her hips.

"Lower Mistress" SC said. "I can't reach from here."

"Aaaaaaaa." Martha moaned as she lowered her hips a bit more and SC's tongue flicked up and found her dripping wet slit.

"Lick my clit, slave." Martha whimpered as she ground her hips into SC's face.

The only sounds coming from SC for the next five minutes were slurping, licking and sucking noises as Martha moved closer and closer to orgasm.

"Mmmpfh, mmmmph, mmmmmmmmppphhhh. Aaa-aaa-aaaaaaa-aaaaaaaa. Oh yes, lick my clit." Martha groaned as her orgasm flooded out of her pussy and all over SC's face.

"OOOhhh, Mistress that was wonderful. Slave Cathy has never done anything like that with another woman." She crooned as her head dropped back down to the table and she felt Martha's vaginal fluids running over her chin and neck.

"May we do her titties now, Master?" Martha asked as she slowly climbed off of SC.

"I think that would be an excellent idea. Go bring the tit tray over here." He replied with a wry smile as he watched the expression on SC's face become one of concern.

"What will be done to my titties, Master? They already hurt from the blood causing them to swell because of the straps around them." SC whined.

"You will soon see what I do with tits as big and beautiful as yours." Master answered.

"Slave C, Master is going to show you a tray of toys that will be used on your tits. You may select one item that will be removed from the tray and not used on your tits. Do you understand?" Master said to her as Martha uncovered the tray.

"Yes, Master I understand." She said as her breathing slowed to normal.

"Here is the tray, select the item you want to remove from it." Master said to SC.

Raising her head as much as she could the sweat-soaked woman looked at the tray and saw nipple clips with a silver chain between them, large and small clothes pins, the neural response roller, a set of small needles a roll of surgical tape and a set of tassels that appeared to be made of real rubies. Her eyes got big as she looked from one item to another and she tried to anticipate how each would be used on her aching mounds of tit-flesh and finally she looked at her Master and said;

"The large clothes pins, please remove those Master."

"Excellent choice." Said Martha, who was standing there with the dildo still buried in the plump blonds' pussy. "They really do hurt a great deal."

Master smiled at Martha's comment and removed the large clothes pins from the tray and then, much to Martha's' surprise, he leaned down and kissed Slave Cathy, who eagerly responded to him.

"Martha, you are still as sweet as ever." He said as he tasted Martha's pussy juice on SC's lips.

"Thank you, Master. May I suck your cock to relieve some of the pressure you may be feeling?" The brown-skinned beauty replied with a smile.

"After I have some enjoyment from Slave Cathy's breasts." He said as he stepped to the where the plump blond lay strapped to the table and removed the straps that had held her tits for more than three hours.

"Thank you Master." SC said as her tits slumped down on her ribcage and slowly returned to their normal, pink color.

"Your tits are lovely." Master said to her as he messaged first one and then the other to help the blood flow return to normal.

"Martha, come help me with this and bring the lotion with you. Her tits are not as big as yours, but they have the same wonderful texture and softness." Master said over his shoulder as Martha complied with his directions.

"Look at how her nipples react to the touch of a finger." He said to her as she handed him the skin lotion.

"Yes, Master. I discovered the same thing when we were in the shower." Martha replied with a smile as she squirted a small amount of lotion in her palm and massaged it into SC's left breast. "They feel wonderful on your tongue too, Master."

Bending down, Master took Slave C's right nipple, which was rock hard again, into his mouth and sucked it as his tongue danced and swirled around the nipple.

"Oooooooo, oooooo, Oh." SC moaned as the sensations of having one breast massaged and the other sucked went straight to her clit.

"Yes, her nips are quite marvelous. I thought they would be when I saw her working out in the gym and they were constantly poking through her cloths." He said as he went back to sucking on Slave C's tit.

"Martha smiled and said;

"I love the way breasts feel in my hands. I play with mine all the time."

"Yes, I know." Master said to her with a smile. 

"It is very entertaining to watch."

Slave Cathy was moaning and mewling the entire time that Master and Martha were massaging her breasts and, as always happened when her breasts were played with and her nipples were sucked, her pussy began to flow.

"Master," She said tentatively, "Will you finger your slave's clit?"

Master looked at her as his hand glided down towards the slit and rubbed his finger through it, stopping as he reached her throbbing love bud.

"You mean, Slave, that you would like your Master rub this?" He asked her as his index finger flicked her clit, sending shock waves of pleasure through her.

"OH GOD!" She moaned as he settled into a smooth rubbing of her erect, throbbing clitoris. 

"Yes, my Master. Your sla- aaaavvv-eee luvvvvvvs t-t-t-hat-t-t-t. Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh." She continued as her eyes rolled back in her head, while her jaw went slack and she erupted in a body-wrenching, convulsive orgasm that caused her to squirt pussy fluid out, drenching the table between her legs and causing Martha to lose her grip on SC's left breast.

Raising his pussy fluid soaked hand to his lips so he could lick the juice off, Master looked at the exhausted woman and simply said;

"DAMN! My slave needed that, didn't she?"

"Yes Master, she did." SC said with a smile.

"Master I really need to go pee."

"Master believes you and also knows that you can stand in front of him while he and Mistress Martha have their way with your breasts." Master replied to her.

"Martha, release Slave C and let her go to the bathroom. While she is doing that, prepare some more Champagne and strawberries. Ensure we have plenty of chocolate and fresh whipped-cream to go with it. I am famished." Master said as he walked away from the two women. 

Martha looked down at the plump blond on the table and released the restraints from the woman who she believed was becoming a rival for their Master's attentions.



Training Slave C



As promised, there was a limo waiting for her at the airport. The driver held a simple sign that read:

"SC"

"I am SC." She said to the driver, who looked her up and down with a small smile.

"This way, SC." He said with a tone in his voice that indicated he knew more about the night ahead than she did.

"It will take approximately thirty minutes for us to reach your hotel. There is a bottle of very fine champagne already chilled and opened and I am directed to tell you that you are to have two glasses of it. The remainder will be delivered to your room by room service.

"Thank you." She responded.

Her favorite band was playing over the stereo as they moved, slowly, through traffic. She poured herself glass of wine as soon as they pulled away from the curve and drank it fairly quickly. She was still working on the second glass when they arrived at the Hotel and the doorman opened her door.

"Are you a limo service?" She asked as she began to exit the car.

"No Ma'am. I have worked for my employer for many years now. He is well known in the training world." Responded the driver.

"You may take the champagne glass with you. It is perfectly acceptable to drink as you check in and go to your room. Your bag will be sent up to you." The doorman said.

Slave C could not help but feel as though she was being watched as she checked in. At first the desk-clerk had told her that she was in 350, but as she was walking away, the desk phone rang:

"Front desk, James speaking. Oh yes sir, she just checked in. No sir that will not be a problem of any kind. Yes sir I will give her the new key now." The desk clerk had said. 

"Excuse me, Ms. SC. Your room has been changed. You are to have room 2001 for the entire weekend. You are to freshen up and follow the instructions that you will find in the smaller of the two bedrooms." He had said to her. 

The smile he gave her caused her to blush slightly, like he, too, knew something that she did not know about her coming weekend.

"Damn, I have to use the room key to get the elevator to take me to the 20th floor." She said to herself as she entered the elevator.

The elevator door opened onto an enormous foyer and it was then that SC realized that there were only four rooms on the entire 20th floor. When she entered the suite, she decided it was at least twice as large as her condo. Both bedroom doors were open and she glanced in one, but decided it was the larger of the two.

"Holy shit!" She exclaimed when she walked into the second and discovered it was twice the size of the other.

There was a silk covering on the king-sized bed that obviously had things under it other than sheets and a mattress and she was tempted to have a peek. She took two steps towards it, but stopped short, left the room and returned to the room she had been told to use. She looked at the clock and saw that it was only 4:30 and decided to take a nap until 7, but before she could do anything there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" She nervously asked.

"Room Service, Ma'am. We have your champagne." Was the response.

"Oh crap, I don't have any change to tip them with. I guess I'll give them a ten." She thought, not sure if she had said it out loud or not.

"C "opened the door and a cart was wheeled in with a fresh magnum of champagne, a silver tray with fresh strawberries and a small fondue pot filled with, what she knew had to be, imported chocolate for dipping the berries in. There was also an envelope addressed to "Slave C".

"I hope the room service person did not see that." She thought to herself, but she could tell by his grin that he had.

"Will there be anything else, ma'am?" The young woman had asked as she walked towards the door.

"No, oh, I am sorry. I almost forgot." She said as she handed the ten dollar bill to the server.

"No Ma'am. That has already been taken care of, but thank you anyway." The server said with a smile as she exited the room and closed the door behind her.

"SC" quickly returned to the cart and opened the card which read:

"I watched you as you entered the hotel and was very impressed with how you conducted yourself. I believe that your accommodations are adequate and you pleased Master by not venturing any further into the fun room than you did. I look forward to tonight. So far, your training is going very well. We will see how you do the rest of the night." 

She had some more champagne and some of the strawberries and then decided to take a nap. She called the Front Desk just before she lay down, to ask for a wake-up call at 7pm.

"Front Desk, James speaking." The familiar voice said.

"Yes, this is...SC..., in room 2001. I am going to take a nap and would like a wake-up call at 7pm. Is that possible?" She said, feeling herself blush as she said it.

"Yes ma'am. I have your request entered into the computer and you will be awakened precisely at 7pm." James replied to her.

With that, she said good-bye, stripped to her panties and bra, crawled into bed and was fast asleep in seconds.

"Yes?" She said into the phone when it rang at 7 pm.

"Front Desk with your wake-up, Ms.SC."

"Thank You. Good-bye." She said as she hung up and switched on the light by the bed.

She sat up on the edge of the bed and peeled off her bra and panties, rubbed under her breasts where the wire in the bra always dug into her skin, then headed for her suitcase. She laid her assigned outfit on the bed and stood, naked, looking at it.

"I can do this. I want to do this. But first, I need a shower." And with that, she stepped into the bathroom.

"Oh my God! This shower is big enough for a dozen people, thirteen if they're friendly." She giggled as she adjusted the temperature and let the warm water wash over her head, down her neck and over her breasts. 

"This feels soooo good." She said out loud as she squirted some bath soap into her hands and covered her "D" cup boobs in lather that smelled like fresh mint and lifted them up off her chest to wash under them.

"I hope Master is happy with these tonight." She thought as she worked her way down to her mons to ensure she was completely clean and ready for whatever her training brought as the evening progressed.

The feeling of the water washing over the curves of her hips and down her ass was nearly hypnotic and she lost track of time until the ringing of the phone snapped her out of her dream and back to reality.

"Hello." She said.

"Yes ma'am. This is Susan at the front desk. I am just calling to remind you of your 8 o'clock meeting." 

"Thank you; I was just enjoying a nice shower. What time is it?" SC asked the clerk.

"It's 7:30." Said the clerk.

"Guess I better get dressed and get down there then." SC said as she hung up and finished toweling off.

"Hair and makeup right after I get the basics on." She thought as she walked back into her bedroom and, again looked at the outfit she had laid out on the bed.

She strapped on the fuchsia garter belt, rolled electric blue silk stockings up her legs and deftly fastened them to the clips on the elastic straps that hung from the garter belt. She stepped into the fuchsia and electric blue thong, pulled the flimsy cloth up over her legs and settled it over her pubic mound and into the valley of her ass.

"How's this look." She said to her reflection in the mirror, as she slid the straps of the matching bra up her arms and reached behind her to hook it closed.

"Aureolas clearly visible above the top of the bra cups, says my Master and visible they will be." She said as she adjusted her breasts so that the nipple bud itself was peaking over the lacy trim at the top of the cups.

"Oh, I almost forgot my surprise for master." SC said as she half skipped and half walked to the bag that had been waiting when she arrived, just as she had been told it would.

"I hid them in the inside pocket." She continued as she fished into the bottom of the bag's pocket and took out a package that contained a set of gold nipple jewelry in the shape of a flower.

"Let's see if I can remember how the girl at the store showed me how to do this." She said to herself as she slipped the bra cups off her breasts and slowly worked her pinkish-brown nipple into the center of the flower-shaped gold wire and gently pulled it all the way through so that the aureola was tight against the underside of the breast adornment.

"Now that looks sexy." She smiled into the mirror.

"Now, aureola with gold flower clearly visible above the top of the bra-cup." She thought as she adjusted her breasts so that the top of the nipple bud was actually poking over the bra.

"Now, choker and chain." She said to her reflection in the floor to ceiling mirror as she put on an 18 carat gold, inverted "S" shaped choker with two lengths of gold chain attached to it. 

The loose end of each chain had a monofilament fishing line loop attached to it and each loop had a solid gold bead on it that was to be used for attaching the loop to wearer's nipples.

"Shoot! I should have put this on before the flower. Oh well, I'll just have to take them off and redo it." She continued to herself as she pulled the gold flowers off her nipples, attached the monofilament loops to each, still extended bud, and then replaced the gold-wire flower.

"Perfect!" She said when she saw how it looked in the mirror.

"Oh my, this skirt is real leather and it is certainly short." SC said as she looked at her reflection in the mirror and realized the hemline was well above mid-thigh.

She slid into her ankle boots and stepped back to the bed for her blouse.

"Shear, white blouse that allows the bra to show through, with it unbuttoned to the bottom of the bra cups. I think it looks best tucked in." She said as she stepped in front of the mirror to check her look again.

"Now, for a bit of makeup. Where is my red lipstick? Ah, there it is." She was very pleased with the way her hair and makeup had come out, but wanted to check the overall effect in the mirror, one more time.

"Oh my, Cathy. You do look hot. Not bad at all for a fifty year old woman. But this skirt is very short." She thought as she tugged at the hemline in an effort to lengthen it a bit more.

"Oh well, this is what Master wanted, so this is Master will get. A little perfume between the boobies to complete the picture and I am off to my adventure" She said with a smile as she headed out the room door.

She pushed the down arrow for the elevator and waited a couple of minutes for it to make its way up to the 20th floor. As the doors opened, two well dressed men came out of one of the other hotel rooms and one of them said;

"Good evening, ma'am, you look lovely this evening. Is that Obsession perfume you are wearing?" 

"Yes, it is. Thank you for the compliment." She smiled at them, but silently, she was saying;

"I can do this, I can do this. I WANT to do this. I have to meet my Master."

They all entered the elevator, SC pushed "L", the doors closed and they were on their way down in an instant.

"Have a good evening, maybe we can buy you a drink later. Where will you be?" One of the two men who had ridden down with SC asked her.

Remembering what Master had told her, she responded with a smile as she said;

"Oh, I will be in the main bar for awhile. I am supposed to meet a friend there, but would be happy to share a drink with you, if you happen to be there before I leave."

They had been checking her out all the way down in the elevator, but Slave C was so self-absorbed with the possible events of the evening, that she had not even noticed that the one who had asked her about buying her a drink had rested his hand on her ass as he let her walk out of the elevator in front of him and his friend.

"You know, Mike, she might be a little older than we are, but I think that she would be a lot of fun to fuck. I would love to get an even better look at those tits and find out if she is any good at sucking cock." The man who had not spoken to Slave C said to his friend, Mike.

"You betcha, Will. I would love to make a milf sandwich out of her. You know what I mean? I couldn't help but stare at that plump ass. I don't think she was wearing panties. Could you tell when you put your hand on her ass? Yeah, I saw you do that, asshole." Mike said to his friend, Will.

"If she is, she's wearing a thong. I did feel a garter belt, but I didn't want to be too obvious groping her ass, though I know you are partial to tapping ass. That is Patrick's Suite she came out of, so maybe there will be a party later." Will replied with a laugh as the two men headed towards the main bar Slave C stopped just inside the door of the main bar so she could adjust to the low lights and loud music. 

She was also hoping to spot an appropriate spot at the bar itself where she could position herself for best visibility. She wanted to see what was going on around her and she needed to be seen.

She had attracted some attention when she entered, because of the way she was dressed. To any man choosing to look, she appeared to be a Cougar on the prowl. Most who noticed her were positive that she was a "sure thing" if they worked it right. A few carried "insurance" in the form of sedatives that they could slip into a woman's drink, thus making her "more receptive" to their advances.

Mike and Will entered a few minutes after SC, hoping not to be too obvious that they had hopes for her for the evening, if nothing better showed up and they figured they would rely on their good looks and charm to get her out of her clothes.

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"Hi, I am Maria. What can I get you?" The pretty, thirty-something bartender asked SC as she sat down on a stool almost exactly in the middle of the bar.

"I would like a glass of champagne with a shot of Orange Liqueur." The plump, would-be submissive said to the smiling bartender.

"Sure thing sweetie." Maria said as she left to make the requested drink.

"Here you go, sweetie. That will be $8.50. Do you want to charge it to your room, open a tab, or pay cash?" Maria said as she handed the cocktail to Slave C.

"Oh crap, I didn't bring my wallet, so I guess I will have to charge it to my room. Here's my key." Slave C said as she removed the small plastic card from her right bra cup and passed it to her bartender.

"No problem, honey. It happens all the time." Maria said with a smile as she returned to make the requested charge while SC first sipped the drink and then took a long pull from it, as she had been directed to.

Maria was gone about five minutes and when she returned, she had a fresh drink, in a larger, crystal champagne flute. She took the one that SC had in her hand as she said;

"Here you go Ma'am. This is our very best champagne and it has the requested addition, instead of the cheap stuff. It also tastes better in the crystal flutes than it does in the cheap, hotel glasses. If there is anything else I can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask for me."

SC had noted that Maria's demeanor had completely changed from what it was originally. She had called SC "Ma'am" when she returned with the replacement; high end champagne cocktail instead of 'sweetie' or 'honey' as she had when SC first sat down, and had offered her assistance with anything that SC might need or want. Apparently, SC noted, Master had a long reach.

"This," SC said out loud, "Is fantastic champagne. But, it doesn't taste like Gran Marnier. Hum." 

"Excuse me, Maria. Do you have a second?"

"Yes ma'am. Is there a problem with the drink?" Maria asked with a hint of concern in her voice.

"No, no. There is nothing wrong with it, I just wondered if this was Gran Marnier or something better?" SC asked.

"Oh, I am sorry. I was told that when using this particular champagne, we are to use La Belle Orange." She said, correctly pronouncing the later French.

"I know it's not as expensive as Gran Marnier, but many people find it to taste better. Would you prefer the Gran Marnier?" She continued.

SC thought a moment and then said;

"Oh I don't care about it costing less, I like this better, I just wondered if my taste buds were out of whack. I really do like this better than the Gran Marnier. Thank you for answering my question and I am sorry to have bothered you."

"OH NO! It was NO problem. I was happy to answer your question. Will there be anything else ma'am?" Maria said.

"Please don't call me ma'am. My friends call me 'SC'." The slave in training said to the young bartender.

"Okay, SC. Thank you for understanding about the drink." Maria said with a smile. "Well, I have to get back to work. I hope you have a great time tonight." 

"I hope so too, and, could I get a second one?" SC asked, holding up the, already half-full, champagne flute.

"Be back in two minutes." Maria replied as she scooted off to get SC another champagne cocktail.

As she turned her attention from her five minute conversation with the bartender, Maria, to the growing crowd in the bar, Slave C spun her stool so that her legs almost stuck out into the traffic pattern of the night's partiers. She crossed her left leg over her right and glanced down to see where, exactly, the hem of the skirt rested on her legs.

"This certainly is short." She said when she saw the top of her nylon showing.

"Here you go SC." Maria said as she set the fresh drink down and picked up the, now empty, first one. 

"Let me know when you want another one."

"How about we just say that when the one I am working on has a third left in it, you bring me a fresh one. My friend should be here in an hour or so and I don't know what we will do then. But I already have a buzz going from the champagne on the airplane and in the room, so I want to build on it a little." SC said to her new acquaintance.

"That would be fine. I will watch for your glass and go from there." Maria said with a wink and then went to serve another customer.

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"Hey 'SC'." Will said to her as he placed his left hand on her left leg about half-way between her knee and the hem of her skirt.

Her first inclination was to move his hand, but she remembered what Master had said to her and just smiled as she placed her left hand on his and said;

"Oh, hi. I don't think I caught your name in the elevator."

"It's Will. My friend over there dancing with the well-endowed red-head is Mike."

"I'd offer to buy you that drink, but I see you already have one. Did you say you are meeting someone?" Will said in a rambling question.

"Yes, I do already have a drink and yes, I am meeting someone here later. Can I buy you a drink?" SC said to the 40 something, good-looking man whose hand still rested on her leg.

"I will even buy one for your friend, Mike and his...er, a friend." As she looked out at where the couple were dancing.

"That's very interesting." She said, more to herself than to Will, as she watched the red-head hike her dress up so that the bottom of her panties showed, back into Mike's crotch and grind her round, barely –covered ass into the willing man.

"Would you like to dance?" Will asked the increasingly intoxicated slave in training?

"Sure, but let's get those drinks first." SC replied as she felt his hand try and slide a bit further up her leg. 

"Maria," SC called out to the bartender who had been serving her. "I need another one of these and Mike here would like a...what?

"Vodka Martini, stirred, not shaken. Mikey, out there, drinks Tom Collins and his dance partner will probably drink anything that anyone else pays for." Will said to Maria.

"Heck, make her one of these. Maybe it will help Mike get lucky." SC said with a giggle.

"You got it. Oh, SC, are you sure you want all of this on your room account?" Maria asked.

The alcohol was really hitting her as she said;




Training Slave C



"Yes, positive, Mas..." She caught herself before completing the sentence, but it had not gone unnoticed by Will or Maria.

"My friend said I could do this kind of thing, if I wanted to." She said, though she had blushed bright red from her forehead all the way down as far as Will could see in her blouse.

"FUCK!" Will thought to himself as he glanced and then stared, down at the swell of her creamy white breasts where they stopped at the bra cups.

"DAMN! She's fucking hot!" He thought as he looked at the gold chains that went from the choker on her neck to her rock-hard nipples, which he could plainly see as her blouse had fallen open after another button had come undone.

While all of this was going on, he had slid his hand up to the very bottom of her skirt. Any further, and his fingertips would have been under the hem and he wasn't quite ready to try that yet

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"Hey, are you two done hogging the waitress?" A rather fat, obviously drunk customer said to SC.

"If you are, I'd appreciate it if the bitch would get me a beer. Hey Honey, you wanna go dance with ole Bubba? That's me, Honey and I will give you the ride of your life" He slurred as he staggered up against SC and tried to grab her left breast.

"Hey, what the fuck? Who, who are you guys?" The drunk said when two VERY LARGE bouncers appeared out of nowhere, grabbed him by the arms, and began heading for the door with him. 

SC could hear the guy threatening to sue as they tossed him out the front door of the bar, and all she could do was laugh.

"What a moe-ron." She giggled, using the pronunciation that her trainer, a former Mariner, always used when he said the word.

Neither Will nor Maria had had a chance to respond to the guy before the bouncers had shown up and they just looked at SC and laughed at her use of the word 'moe-ron'.

"MARIA!" SC heard someone holler from down the bar a few feet. "Get your ass over here and earn your salary." The guy continued.

"Oh shit! That's my manager, he's a prick. He may come down here and give you a bad time. I am SO sorry." Maria said, "Let me get those drinks."

As Maria was walking away, the Manager stopped her and said something. Maria responded by pointing at the crystal champagne flute and back at SC as she continued on to the drink station to complete the order. 

"Excuse me; may I see your room card to verify the charges to your account?" The Manager asked SC.

SC was taken aback for a second, but then looked at Will, whose hand had moved up so his fingers were completely hidden by her skirt, then looked back at the manager and said;

"Is there a problem?" As she retrieved her room key from her bra.

"Well, that is a very expensive round you just ordered and I need to ensure the hotel gets its money without difficulty." He replied to the plump blond as he walked to the POS station and slid the card through the reader.

As he did the later, the phone next to him rang and he answered it, put the key on one of the fancy silver trays the servers used to deliver receipts to customers and turned around to look out towards the crowd.

SC, who was keeping track of where her room key went, put her chin on her hand and watched the scene, fascinated by what was happening. The manager's entire body language changed as he spoke to whoever was on the phone to him. She saw him stare towards one particular area of the bar and tug at his shirt collar as he nodded "Yes" and then hung up the phone. He grabbed the silver tray with SC's room key on it and walked, very quickly, back to her with it.

"Thank you, Ms. SC. Everything is in perfect order and there will be no need to show your room key again. Maria has been assigned to just this area of the bar and will continue to take personal care of your needs. Please let me know if I can be of any more service."

With the last word, he spun on his heel and practically ran to the far end of the bar, where he said something to Maria, who just smiled and shook her head "Yes."

A second later the manager had vanished and Maria was setting the drink order on the bar as SC finished off her fourth Champagne Cocktail since sitting down there, just 30 minutes earlier.

"I will be taking care of everything for you during the rest of your stay here." Marie said with a smile. "When you are ready for another round, let me know and I'll get it for you."

"Thank you Maria. This champagne is absolutely wonderful. " SC responded sweetly.

"Thank you my Master." She thought to herself as she raised her fresh glass of champagne to her lips, looked in the direction the obnoxious bar manager had been looking, ran the tip of her tongue around the rim of the glass before dipping it into the sparkling champagne and then pursing her lips in a nice oval shape, as she took a long drink from the flute. Her eyes never left the area where the, now absent, manager had been looking. 

"Will, here's yours and those two can come and get them when they are ready." She said as she felt a very light sting on her thigh and looked down to see that will had managed to push her, already short, skirt up enough to expose the garter strap and was gently snapping the elastic against her exposed thigh.

Remembering what Master had said, she smiled, placed her hand over his and said;

"Why don't we go dance. It looks like it could be a lot of fun."

She got up from the bar stool, took his hand and headed for the dance floor, with Will holding tightly to her fingers to ensure they did not get separated, because he was staring at her ass all the way there. They found a spot and she closed her eyes trying to picture the way Mike's partner had been dancing. Opening her eyes to locate Will, she was a bit shocked to find him so close they could have kissed.

"Here you go, SC, let's see if you can do this." She said to herself as she let her body start to flow with the music.

"No, no, no." She said as she slowly waived her left index finger from side to side and took a step back when Will tried to pull her closer to him.

Her hips were moving to the music and she raised her arms up her side, letting her fingertips trail, gently touching from her hips to her waist, moving like feathers up and over the front of her breasts, throat, and face until she tosseled her hair and raised her hands over her head, all the while letting her hips and legs flow with the now, pounding beat of the music.

"Holy shit, Will. You hit the jackpot" Will, who was transfixed by the show being put on for him, heard his friend, Mike say over his shoulder.

"If I had thought she was going to be this easy to bag, I would have gone after her myself. I would SO love to tag that ass for an hour or so, just to listen to her moan and beg me to stop." He continued.

"Yeah, well you got the red-headed tit-monster, so take pictures and we will compare in the morning." Will said in reply, never taking his eyes off the show that SC was putting on.

"Dance girl, Master is watching." She told herself as her hips shifted from side-to-side.

"Work the skirt up as you turn around. Not too far up. OOPS! Too late." She thought as she worked the hemline of her skirt up so that her ass, covered only by the thong between her ass cheeks, was peeking out at Will. 

"Cathy, you are really feeling the alcohol." She said to herself. "You have to be careful, so that Master does not get angry. He said be slutty, but I don't want to be too, slutty. Not for these people anyway."

"Now, back up and grind your ass into his crotch. Oh yeah, he likes that."

Staring down at her ass rubbing in circles over his rapidly expanding cock, Will placed a hand on each hip and hung on for the ride.

"Oh shit, I hope she moves like this when she's naked." Will thought.

"Let's see how far she will let me go." He said out loud as he worked her skirt up to her waist.

"Oh my God, look at that ass. That thong is sweet and I have got to see the front view." He thought.

The four champagne cocktails had hit SC hard as she was dancing and she had abandoned herself to the music and Master's directions, hoping that he would approve and take her back to their room soon. She had rivulets of sweat running down her chest, back and ass and, would normally have been hoping no one noticed, but tonight did not care.

Will had worked his way around in front of her and Mike had taken over grinding into her bare ass. He was holding her hips in place with one hand and rubbing her ass cheeks with the other.

"Oooooohhhhhh. That feels so good." She whispered.

"Let's get the front up the rest of the way." Will thought as he raised the skirt the last inch in front so that it was rolled around her waist, not covering anything below that point.

"Oh fuck. Look at that. I love it when their pubic hair peeks out from under their panties. Let's see if I can get away with this." He said to the Mike, who was rubbing SC's ass as Will slid a finger into the waist of the thong and stroked her pubic mound.

"AAhhhhh." She moaned as her head dropped back and her mouth hung open.

"Oh Master I hope you don't get angry, but I can't let him go any farther." She thought as she stopped dancing, stepped away from Will and Mike and rolled her skirt down.

"Sorry guys, I need to go to the ladies room and then sit down. I have to see if Maria has some good water, too." She told the two disappointed men.

"Oh my, did I do that?" She said to herself as she noticed the obvious bulges in their pants. 

"Will's looks REALLY big."

"Hey, wait for me." Said Will, as he caught up to her and placed his hand squarely on her ass while they moved through the crowd.

"Maria saved our spot." Will said when he saw that four stools had been roped off at the bar and that there was a fresh glass of champagne waiting for SC.

'Thank you, Master." SC said absentmindedly.

"Well, you don't have to call me Master, but I appreciate it." Will said with a little laugh.

"Oh, I didn't mean you. I call my friend Master because I always tease him about his fascination with the Slave Trade in Ancient Rome." SC said by way of recovering from her error.

"I'll be right back." SC said as she walked towards the ladies room. 

"You're back. You had a call and are supposed to call him back at this number." Maria said as SC sat down. "Here you go, Sweetie." She continued as she handed her a phone and the paper with the number on it.

"Thank you." SC said with a soft smile as she took the paper.

"Just doing my job." The bartender replied.

"No for calling me Sweetie again, instead of ma'am." Slave C said as she patted the younger woman's hand.

As she picked up the phone to call Master, SC got Maria's attention;

"Could I get a big glass of water?"

"Sure, be right back." Maria replied.

SC dialed the number she had been given and waited. She listened to it ring three times before it stopped and, without waiting for a response, said;

"Yes my master. Is you slave behaving as you desired."

"Slave C, your master is very pleased with you thus far." The male voice on the phone responded.

"Can we go to the Fun Room now, Master?" SC asked sweetly.

"Not yet. You must continue entertaining the gentleman who has taken a liking to you. You will have one more Champagne cocktail and then return to the dance floor with him. When you begin dancing you will roll your skirt up like it was previously. You will also unbutton your blouse to the skirt so that your breasts are easily visible." Master said to SC.

"You will encourage the men to fondle your body as you dance with them and allow them to do anything except penetrate your vagina with any body part. After two songs, you will return to the bar and have two more drinks. At that time, Master will contact you again and tell you what to do. Can you do this, Slave Cathy?" He asked when he had finished.

SC had listened to all of Master's directions and then gulped her drink three times, draining half the flute in the process. She hesitated just a second and then said;

"Yes, my Master. I will do anything you want me to."

"Good Slave." He said.

"But Master, please don't make your obedient slave wait too long." She pleaded with him.

"Do as you have been told, and Master will have you go to the Fun Room very soon. Master is also looking forward to our first real session together." She thought his voice betrayed just a hint of softness and that caused her to smile.

SC finished her cocktail in a hurry. "I really don't think I need much more." She had thought to herself as she up-ended her glass.

"It looks like my friend is going to be late. Let's go dance some more." SC said as she grabbed 

Will by the hand and headed towards the throng of bodies grinding on each other in what they called dancing.

"I am up for it." Will replied, which caused SC to involuntarily glance at his crotch.

"There's your friend, Mike and his dance partner. I saw that they had gotten their drinks. I hope they were happy with them." Slave C said. "Do we want to get closer to them?"

"No, I think this is good." Will said, as he glanced at Mike. "He seems to be doing fine."

SC glanced at Mike, who had his hands planted firmly on the red-head's ass as they ground their hips together and said;

"Yes, he seems to be having a good time."

They were dancing as they talked and SC spun so her back was to Will, who immediately took hold of her swaying hips and pulled them back towards him.

"It's really hot out here." SC said over her shoulder.

"Yes, it is. Do you need to cool down?" Will responded.

"We can take care of it here." She said as she turned back towards him with her blouse unbuttoned down to the skirt and pulled open just a touch.

"Holy Shit!" Will said before his filter could get in the way. "You look sensational."

"Did you like working my skirt up before?" SC asked with a sly smile.

"Hell yes! It was fabulous looking at your ass while we danced. In case you hadn't noticed, by the way. There were four other women who had stripped down to just panties to dance in." Will replied as he winked at her.

"Roll it up again." She said as she spun in a slow circle that caused her blouse to puff away from her body and put her tits on display to anyone who looked. And several guys who were there stag, looked.

"Back over here, baby and let me roll you up." 

Will panted as she moved in close and he rolled the skirt back up, exposing her thong clad ass.

When he had finished he spun SC around so that they were face to face as a slow song began to drift into the night air. He had his hands on her waist and she had hers on his shoulders. With her blouse opened the way it was he had a perfect view of her tits.

"Ever had your tits fondled on the dance floor." He asked her softly.

"Not on this dance floor." She smiled.

His hands slid slowly up from her waist and into her blouse where he found her nearly naked tits. 

"OOooooohhhh." She moaned as his fingertips stroked the tops and sides of her breasts. 

"That is so nice." She said as a soft moan escaped her throat when he lightly pinched her nipples.

"Mind if I join in?" A voice said behind her as a new pair of hands began to stroke and rub her ass.

"I don't mind." Will said and when she didn't tell the person to stop, both men concluded SC did not care either.

"Oh yes, rub my ass. Play with my tits." She purred.

"You have a sweet ass." The voice behind her said as hands glided down to cup and lift her ass cheeks. 

"Tell me if you like this." He said, and she felt him lift the thong out of the valley of her ass and tickle her asshole with a fingertip.

"OH GOD!" She groaned as the soft sensation she felt triggered a major release of vaginal fluids, which had been flowing well all night anyway.

Will was still playing with her breasts as they moved to the music when the voice behind her said;

"Your pussy is very wet. I need a little of that."

With that, he slid his finger into her slit, rubbed her clit for a second, causing her knees to buckle slightly, and then she felt his wet finger probe her asshole again. 

"Here we go baby." The voice said as the probing finger pushed past her sphincter and penetrated until she felt the palm of his hand on her ass.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH." She moaned and she pushed her ass back at the intruding finger as her head dropped forward onto Will's chest.

When she regained her composure, SC realized that she was in the center of a group of about twenty men. They were all staring at her and, from what she saw with a quick glance; all had a hard-on from watching her performance.

"Will, I need to sit down and get some water." 

She said as she tried to break away from the finger in her anus and the hands on her tits.

"Okay, but then we go to my room." Will said. "My dick is so hard it hurts." And with that she rolled her dress back down and they moved through the crowd of men in the direction of the bar.

The phone rang behind the bar and Maria answered it;

"Hello. Yes,sir, just a second. SC, it's for you." 

The bartender said as she handed Slave Cathy the 

phone.

"You may go up to the room now. Follow the instructions of the woman who is waiting to take photos of you." The voice said, and then the line went dead.

"Will, I have to go up to my room. We got our wires crossed and my friend is up there. Thank you for a very nice time." SC said as she got up to head for her room.

"No way. You have me so hot it's scary. What about this." He said as he took her hand and placed it on his rock-hard cock through his pants."

"Maybe we can meet later." She said, knowing she wouldn't be able to. "But I have to go now."

Just as she got up the phone rang again. This time, SC answered it;

"Hello."

"We can't leave your friend in such an uncomfortable position. Take him to the elevator and when you get to the foyer between his room and ours, get on your knees and suck the cum out of him. Is that clear?" Master's voice said to her.

This time, she did not take a drink or hesitate in her response; 

"Yes Master." She said loudly enough that Will heard.

"Come with me." She said, and they headed for the elevator.