1 comments/ 55515 views/ 3 favorites Earning Her Place in the Coven By: Tari Sarah was on top of the world. She looked at herself in the mirrored wall of the elevator as it rode her to her level and she liked what she could see. At 27 she was being tipped to be one of the best litigators in the Bay area and was truly liked by all the people she worked with. She remembered Selene's comments about being able to be tough but not give anyone the chance to think her a bitch. 'Never ride the people on the way up, they will be there waiting for your fall from grace with glee, show them sweetness and honesty and they will love you'. As she dwelled on Selene the elevator stopped and churned her out on the 27th floor. As she went past reception she smiled at Becki who handed her some fax with urgent written on whilst she answered the phone. Walking down the hall to her office she saw that everyone was busy and ignoring her. She looked across at Sheila's desk and saw her PA was not there and dropped her bag as she entered her office. She saw a small box on her desk and curiously picked it up wondering who sent it. Examining it she saw it was a plain box with no marking on it. Picking up her stiletto she cut down the tape and opened it. She put her hand in and pulled out a leather collar with 4 O-rings attached to it. On it was one letter in gold, the letter S. She smiled and was looking for more in the box when out of the corner of her eye she saw Sheila rushing towards her office. Placing the collar back in the box she opened her draw and put it away, all the while watching Sheila head toward her. 'Your 10.30 is here early and says she needs to see you urgently. As you were not here Leanne is in calming her down but told me to get you as soon as you came in.' Sarah looked at Sheila and smiled. If there was one person that was always calm under fire it was Sheila. She picked up her planner and headed to the boardroom and her busy day. Finally at 3.00 o'clock Sarah managed to get out of the room. Leanne had been elated at how she hand handled the client and felt that they were heading in the right direction and the client was ecstatic about her chances of screwing her cheating ex. As she headed back to her office Leanne was telling Sara how pleased she was and that this would probably be the icing on the cake she needed to recommend to the other partners Sara's case for junior partner. Sara was flying on cloud nine as Leanne, her mentor, headed to her own office. As she entered her office, she closed the door and started doing a victory dance. As she danced she a large plain box on her desk and walked to it. She opened the box and saw the leather heels, a leather mini, a butterfly thong and wrist restraints in the box. She picked up the sealed envelope and opened it - inside she saw a photo and a note. She took the photo in her hand and saw herself tied spread-eagle on the bed, in the same mini skirt with a head buried beneath it. She smiled as she saw the photo and how it brought back memories of her time with Selene and how she had begun training her. She thought back to that particular day as she sat staring at the photo and how Selene had said she was about to be claimed and owned by the coven. Eighteen hours later, too many orgasms to count and a pain wracked body and Sara had been broken and given herself to Selene as her property for the next year. She looked down at her right breast and still screamed in her mind when Selene had branded her with a small S letter brand on her tit as if she was a cow being staked. She felt the warmth between her legs and could not fathom the covens plan - in all her time with Selene only her mouth had been used. Her Pussy was still hers as was her ass. Selene explained many times as Sara licked her that she was being trained for something big and that during her ownership only her sluttish mouth would be trained to give pleasure. She took one last look at herself in the photo and put it on the desk as she picked up the letter and broke the seal and read it. 'Slut, wear the butterfly tomorrow in place of your thong and no bra. At 7.00 a car will be outside your apartment to pick you up. Wear the restraints, the heels, the skirt and a long overcoat and nothing else' Mistress L, The Coven' Sara smiled as she put all the things away and settled to work on the Marklew Brief. Inwardly she was all a nerve, but she knew she had freely given herself to the coven and it was what she had wanted as soon as she had found out about the secretive organization. The next morning as she dressed she threw on the butterfly thong she made sure everything was set out on her bed for when she returned later that afternoon. Everyone would be shocked, it was unheard of Sara bunking an afternoon off work, especially with Monday being MLK day and an extra day of relaxation as the office would be closed. Driving to work and heading into the office her mind dwelled on her training with Selene and the pleasure and pain she had been trained to understand and use to stimulate her mind. Her finally thought as she entered the office was 'who was Mistress L?' As she entered her office the shock hit and she almost screamed when she felt the thong vibrate as if it were alive. Not prepared for the pleasure she had almost jumped out of her skin before she realized it was a remote stimulator one and that someone near her in the office must have been watching and waiting for her to come in. As the sensation left her she took a look out of the office door and could see no one concentrating on her or looking at her. She knew it was going to be a long day as her pussy began to tingle and become moist. Later at home. Sara was finally glad to be home, Sheila had given her a queer look when a flushed Sara had popped her head out of the door of her office and said to cancel her appointments as she was writing an important brief before the weekend and needed peace. Her real reason was that whoever had the remote was using it more and more and Sara could not control herself and was soaking by mid morning. As she stripped and jumped in the shower, Sara realized that the car would be here in an hour and she would have to hurry. Looking in the mirror as she showered she looked at the S on her tit and smiled as she remembered the pain the little man had inflicted on the bound slut after Mistress Selene. Quickly showering she stepped out to pamper her body and get prepared. The car should be on its way she thought as she slid her foot into the perfect fitting boot and felt a real whore in them as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was pleased with her body and her curves and knew that many men in the office would die to be this close to her trim 36C-30-34 figure. Sliding the skirt on she saw that it barely covered her ass and that she had to pull her hair away to zip it up. Finally having dressed she slid the wrist restraints on her wrist and the ankle restraints on and picked up the leather overcoat Selene had given her as her parting gift. 'Don't wear it everyday slut, you will know the day to finally put this on' were the last words Selene spoke to her when she let her out the door. As she slid the coat on she gasped at how cool the inside lining was and realized that it was the first time silk had touched her naked skin. Its sheen and coolness made Sara's nipples stand on edge as if they were bullets. Feeling a slut in secret Sara was taking one final look at herself when the doorbell rang and she knew the car was here. Opening the door she saw the same brunette who had brought her home that final day with Selene and closed the door, wordlessly following her to the car. As she was driven out if the city the window on the Limousine was pushed down and the brunette spoke. 'When we get you to the estate I am to lead you to the Training Room and prepare you for your weekend.' Sara knew it was useless to ask the driver who Mistress L was and that in good time things would be made apparent to her, and as with all slaves, she did as she was told. 45 minutes later Sara was standing in the middle of a large warm room in just her skirt, heels and restraints. The collar had been placed on the table and a light was shining over her and the rest of the room was so dark her eyes could not focus on it. The first hint she had was not alone was when she felt a cool hand wrap itself around her wrist and pull it over her head and attach it to the chain that was hanging from the ceiling. Sara's mind screamed at her trust of someone she had not even met yet her body was betraying her. She could feel the wetness oozing out of her down her leg and her nipples were like bullets waiting to damage the first passerby. 'So slut, have you figured out who Mistress L is yet' said the soft whispered voice as her wrists were finally restrained. Sara gasped and said 'Leanne!' as she recognized the voice in her ear. Laughing Leanne stepped in front of her so she could be seen. 'Very good slut, the coven was right to chose someone so smart as you to join us' Sara looked at Leanne and saw her for the first time and realized she had a great hunters body. Leanne was the same size as Sara, but her dark skin and toned frame spoke of a deadly focused woman. Looking at her dressed in only a silk robe she could see that Leanne's nipples were pierced and was as erect as Sara's. 'Now slut, when we are finished here I will break you in as my toy and your next phase of your training for the coven will begin. By admitting you to our ranks we own you for the rest of your lives. Selene trained your mouth and is a nice Mistress; it is why we let her go first. However, I am a total fucking bitch who enjoys breaking sluts and I will break you.' As she said this Leanne stepped forward and slid her hand under Sara's skirt and roughly rubbed her pussy to make her point. Sara moaned and tried to pull away. 'The coven is power slut, and we own this city. Do you remember the controversial power bill that was passed two weeks ago slut?' Sara nodded mutely feeling the savage attack on her pussy, 'the bill should have failed, what with the millions the oil lobby threw at their campaign. However it passed, and the reason is because our friends the environmentalists traded us some power and concessions in their ranks to make sure we got it through' As Leanne lectured her Sara felt her body building to her first orgasm and tried to control it. The pain this woman was coursing through her body with those fingers inside her was both exhilarating and nothing like she had faced before' The governor is not the power in this city, his wife is.' As she spoke Leanne wrapped one hand in Sara's hair and forced her to look at gynaecologist's chair in the corner, 'three years ago slut, it would have been the governors wife training you, but she is busy now and I am the top bitch. Weeks before the bill was due I had the governor on that chair... it took me 20 minutes to break him. His wife owns him and we all know it - its why he dances to our tune.' Yes Sara, the coven is an old institution and one we have kept very quiet for hundreds of years. Everyone goes through what you will as part of your initiation'. As she finished speaking she stepped back and Sara breathed a sigh of relief as the assault on her pussy ceased. Through bleary eyes she looked at Leanne as Leanne removed her robe. Licking her lips at Leannes shiny ebony body Sara focused on the evil clamps pierced through her tits and just above clearly readable one word on her right tit 'CUNT'. Leanne saw her look at it and smiled, 'yes slut, as I said we all go through it.' Many things started to fit together in her mind as she realized what was going on her first mistress Selene had branded her with an S and now Leanne was going to be her next mistress, all the while they only ever referred to her as slut, nothing else. So this was the second part of her training she mused. As she thought this through Sara saw Leanne walk out of her view and return holding a switch. Wordlessly she walked to Sara and the first Sara's body and mind knew what was occurring was the moment the edge of the switch attacked her bullet like nipple. Before she could even scream her right nipple had been attacked several times. Sara looked down at the tit and saw each individual mark from the switch as the scream tore from her soul. Never had she felt focused pain like this and she fought like a crazed banshee to try and free her arms from her restraints. 'Slut, scream as much as you want, no one will come to your aid or to free you, they know I am training.' As Mistress Leanne spoke she switched the attack to her other nipple and Sara's voice became hoarse from all of the screaming. Never had she felt such pain in her mind, yet a small part of focused on the growing pleasure that was coursing from her wet pussy, soiling the tops of her boots. As swiftly as the barrage had begun it ceased, as Sara tried to gain control of her breathing and let her brain register the pain assaulting her Mistress stepped up to her and wordlessly (very expertly) clamped her engorged nipples. The pain that shot through her nipples was like a fire coursing through her body attacking every fibre of her being 'Mistress, please ... please...please...' was all Sara could let her mind scream. She didn't know for how long but she seemed to pass out. When she came to she was bent over a wooden horse and through its legs her wrists were shackled to her ankles. 'So, my slut has decided to finally wake. The pressure on your tits is reducing the pain coursing through them right. Well it is now time to tell you what is going to happen to you over the next two years.' As she listened she felt Mistress behind her and a coldness as a liquid was poured on her ass. 'Selene trained your mouth to give pleasure and now I am going to train your ass to take pleasure. This morning before I left the office slut, I signed the paperwork making you a partner in the Firm and the new benefits that go with it, whilst in my stable slut you will be trained for power. That power comes at a price however slut, and that price is me breaking you in. You will know when you are broken and mine.' With that Sara felt something cold and hard on the back of her ass near where the cold liquid had invaded her ass. 'Ready to be ridden and broken in as mine slut?' She heard Mistress Leanne say as she saw her heeled boots from her position. Her mind was racked, not only had she never been fucked in her pussy, but she had never even contemplated her ass being used as she had seen Mistress Selene do to her personal whore one evening. Her mind racking through her options she realized she had none and that her whole body was yearning to be owned by this lovely ebony warrior who had mentored her mind at work. 'Mistress, please take this slave and make her your personal slut, break me in please... I beg you.' A part of her mind could not believe she said that, as her body desired it with such clarity. Sara's whole body tensed as she felt the sphincter of her anal passage being assaulted. Mistress was not going to make this an easy transition she thought as she felt the strap on enter her virginal ass. Never had she felt such pain and such domination, everything with Mistress Selene had been pleasure and training whereas this was pure animal as she was being used. Sara did not know how long she was strapped to the horse or for how long her ass was mercilessly pounded she had retreated so far into her mind as her whole body was pounded. For hours she could hear her new Mistress as she heard and felt her Mistress take her, her mind being conditioned to 'your mine slut... I own this ass... my bitch to use and break in as and when I want...' Sara's mind eventually broke and her body took over enjoying the pleasure of her ass being fucked and giving her body to this evil Mistress and something in her mind reacted. 'Fuck me Mistress, take your slut, take her body as yours, and make me your bitch I beg you Mistress...' As she said this she felt Mistress Leanne's weight move and the next thing she felt were her big juicy tits on Sara's back as the clamped nipples bit into her back.' Oh fuck... ride me you whore,' she screamed 'take this bitch and own her' she screamed, not caring what she said anymore as she enjoyed the orgasm after orgasm that coursed through her body. Never had Sara orgasmed this much. Sara did not know how long she had been bent over the horse but she knew with the thrust of those powerful legs Mistress Leane was going at her ass like she was trying to break her in. Then as her mind registered that thought she realized what she needed to tell her new domme. 'Mistress' slave begs you, break her in as your property.' With that last word Sara passed out after s many orgasms and did not know what else was expected of her. Sara woke with a jerk and realized she was still in the same room, but this time she was lying on her back tied spread-eagle stripped naked. As she looked up she saw Mistress sitting next to her caressing her nipple. On a large screen Sara could see Mistress Leanne riding her as she was bent over the horse and could hear herself saying those things. She noticed that the ebony goddess was not sparing Sara any consideration as she was breaking her in. 'I am proud of you slut; I broke the governor in twenty minutes. It took me four hours to hear you say, "break me in" which was your body and mind agreeing you were mine. Now there is only one thing left to do...' Mistress said to her as she picked up the collar, and now that she saw it Sara saw that the S on it now was joined by the letter L. As Mistress Leanne showed it to her she saw the door open and a little man walk in with a glowing brand and Sara realized what the one thing left to do was. She closed her eyes and tried not to think of what she knew was going to happen as she felt the collar attach to her neck and the burn of flesh as she screamed and passed out feeling the brand attack her nipple next to the S. 'Two down, two to go' was the last thing she heard as she blacked out. Earning Her Place in the Coven Ch. 02 'You cannot seriously be thinking of letting Radstone Industries buy Z-Tech!!!'; Sara said to the oriental girl, exasperated at her obstinate approach. 'At the Commission, Miss Blake, we have stringent rules, and based on those, I have autonomy to determine whether to block your clients bid. Sara looked at the girl and could sense something was not right. Her client Hu Tech had made a larger offer for the distressed company and had agreed to take the liability and guaranteed no employees would lose their jobs. By far it was the better offer, considering Radstones reputation for asset stripping and sending the jobs overseas. Sara looked at Leanne and could sense she was not too pleased with this woman's position either. After almost 18 months of servitude to Leanne, Sara was able to sense when they woman was planning and knew something was about to happen. Leanne looked at the woman and wordlessly got up and left the room, leaving Sara with Minnie, the Federal Trade Commissions representative on this case. Z-Tech was a flagship Silicon Valley Company that had management who believed they were indestructible. Sara wondered if at board meetings the directors had gotten their cocks out and measured them to see if they got bigger with each bold move they made. She remembered reading at the winding up petition how the abuses of privilege by the directors had gotten so bad that they had stolen the employee pension fund to pay for their lifestyles. At the meeting with Hu Tech and the Coven's strategy committee she had learnt that Z-Tech had some patents that could get them out of trouble and that the Governor had insisted that this company not go overseas. When she had queried with Mistress Leanne that Hu Tech sounded like it was a Chinese company and who knew what they would do with the company, Leanne had told her not to worry about Hu Tech and she would be told all in good time. Her tone told Sara she was not to debate or pursue this line of thought, and 18 months of servitude had told her when to push and when not to!! 'Hu Tech has guaranteed the pensions shortfall and that no assets would be sold as well as guaranteeing no redundancy's whereas Radstone is famous and controversial for buying distressed companies and stripping them Miss Shoo, how can you, as the regulator rule against my client on grounds of not in the public interest.' Sara pointed out, exasperated that after two hours and three months of haranguing the FTC she was getting nowhere. 'Well Miss Blake, we at the FTC do not agree with your clients position and feel that it is most definitely in the public interest if...' As she was responding Minnie's mobile started buzzing and she picked it up and looked at the number all nervously. 'Excuse me Miss Blake, I have to take this' she said as she picked up the phone and retreated to the far end of the room. Sara turned to see Leanne return and smiled at her. 'OK Sara, we are done, we have nothing more to say to Miss Shoo let's get out of here.' As she spoke Leanne picked up her file and waited for Sara. Both looked at the woman in the corner and watched as she hung up the line, pretended to smile and approach them again. 'Maybe we can reconvene to discuss this again next week and see if we can find a way for you not to push this to litigation. I will discuss with my colleagues and contact you for a follow up meeting?' As she said this Leanne looked at her and said, 'that will be fine Miss Shoo, thank you for your time this afternoon, however we will let you know when we are ready to meet as Sara is off on holiday for a few weeks and my diary is full. Have a good day.' With that both women left and went to Leanne's office. Leanne looked at Sara as she sat behind her desk and smiled at her, 'You all packed for Hawaii?' Sara nodded as she sat down, ' I cannot understand her position. The Hu Tech offer is the best one on the table and will cause no media publicity. If she back Radstone the press will have a field day with her!!' Leanne listened to her voice mail and made some notes, 'before you go on holiday, take the rest of the day off and prepare. The car will pick you up at 9.00pm tonight.' Sara nodded and walked from Leanne's office. It always amazed her how Leanne was able to be so professional with her in the office and not let on to any of her colleagues how things were with her. She was amazed how she had dealt with the whole Christmas affair and how Robert had tried to force Sara into the records room, even though Sara was fighting him off. There was not even a rumour in the office about any relationship between Sara and Leanne, and considering how once a week Sara would perform for Leanne in her office it only made her smile more. She remembered how after the SEC case Leanne had been so frustrated that she had fucked her Sara over her desk half the afternoon and made Sara orgasm and orgasm without anyone in the office even suspecting, even when the senior partner had called and they had talked on the phone for ten minutes. As she packed up and left she shuddered remembering how Diane, Leanne's driver had abused her that weekend Leanne had to leave at short notice. She remembered being taken to the Lesbian bar that Diane hung around at and was passed around as the evening's mare. She still wondered if Diane had shown Leanne the recording she had taken of Sara being ridden by all those different women until she passed out. Sara had made a note not to piss Diane off anymore after that and let her do as she pleased, whenever she pleased. Arriving home she made sure all her travel papers were in order and placed them on top of her suitcases. Sara looked out of her apartment over the bay bridge and smiled. This was the life, she thought. A top of the range sports car as her day to day run around, a three million dollar apartment paid for and in her name, a nice portfolio of stock and a hectic social life, which made her ability to focus on her work and be unbeaten in the courts all the more tuned to success. The final icing on the cake had been when Leanne told her, that although only a junior partner, she could use the company estate in Hawaii for a well-deserved break. Sara had jumped at it and had rushed out to shop for new relaxation outfits. Sara finished her wine and got up from the balcony and went to shower. She had a few hours to prepare and would take her time. In the eighteen months since Leanne had owned her, Sara had learnt a great deal. Not only in the office but also as Leanne's personnel slut. She had never realised that just from being used like that and only her mouth and ass working could she receive such pleasure. She remembered the time that Sara had been taken to the Governors Mansion that evening and finally met the Mistress of the coven. Dressed in her usual leather skirt, leather top and restraints Sara had been leashed and led in. Her face a beet red of embarrassment when she had walked into the governor as his wife used him. The most powerful man in the area bent over the desk his wife preparing his ass.' She snapped out of her reverie and jumped out of the shower, her whole body tingling. It had been almost a month since she had been fucked and she was so horny. As she finished applying her make up and was putting the restraints on she heard the doorbell and looked out to see the car was here. Walking to the door she answered and saw the stunning red head Diane dressed as a chauffer and was stunned at how someone so stunning could be such a bitch. She knew not to say a word to Diane and followed her to the car. Diane, having closed the door on Sara got in and drove to the estate. Sara always marvelled at the size of the estate and how classy Leanne always seemed. After almost two years of taking this road Sara never managed to understand how the beauty, majesty and power tingled through her when she took this route. Although Leanne had told her she could be a nasty bitch she had never once been brutalised by her and had come to love her in her own way. The sex was mind blowing, the control was without reservation and humiliation was never outside of the confines of the coven. In her two years she had begun to see how much of a powerhouse, both politically and financially, was the organisation she served. Whilst she had not met many people within it she had advised and helped to shape the structure of the organisation and had grown up a lot under Leanne's tutelage. Diane led her into Leanne's home office and Sara immediately lowered her eyes and head as Leanne had trained her to. In private she was rarely allowed to look directly at her Mistress until she had been instructed to do so. 'Prepare her Diane while I change,' was all she heard as Leanne left the room. Diane removed her coat and let it fall to the floor. She knew that Diane loved seeing her dressed like this whore and sometimes had even tried to seduce her. Whilst a nice compliment, she did not feel she needed to comply with Diane and this had caused the girls some friction. One day... was all Sara thought a lot when she was alone with Diane. Diane led her over to Leanne's desk and stood behind her. Sliding her down Sara's back she removed her bra and bent her over the desk. Having done this many times, Sara knew what to do and bent over the desk until her tits touched the cold glass surface and moaned in exquisite pleasure as the coolness found her soft spot. She spread her arms to each end of the desk and felt Diane's tits touch her back as she leaned over her and attached the clip to Sara's leather restraint around her wrist. As Diane moved to her other restraint she leaned close and nibbled Sara's ear as she whispered, 'one day slut, it will be you and I like this and then we will see.' Sara knew she was being baited and chose not to respond as her other wrist was restrained. Diane slide down her body and licked down her spine as she did and attached the ankle chains to each ankle so that Sara was now splayed over the desk. As Diane licked her way up her leg to her ass, Sara was moaning as the door opened and Mistress returned. Diane got up and started to leave the room, when Leanne spoke. 'You will be here this evening Diane, please prepare the room for our guest, she will be here soon.' Sara forced herself not to look up and wondered what the evening had planned for her. 'You may look up slut, this is going to be a life changing night for both of us and I want you to remember it all.' As she listened Sara looked up and saw Mistress dressed from head to foot in a figure hugging red leather outfit. She was always amazed how Leanne's tits made her want to suck and suck and how she always looked so horny. She looked down and saw the strap on cock and realised that this had been the one that had been used that one and only time to break Sara in as Mistress's property. Looking round she saw Diane strip to her slip and then begin to prepare the room as she had been instructed. Before she could follow Diane's progress Sara felt Mistress behind her licking her spine and her hands surround Sara and fondle her tits with such pleasure and coldness that it took Sara a moment to realise that Mistress had placed an ice cube in each palm as she fondled and cupped her breasts. 'Slut, I have to tell you that you have made me proud and I am pleased that you came into my life.' As she listened Sara moaned and felt her body rise to the way her Mistress was arousing her and speaking to her. She felt Mistress wrap her hand in her hair and forced her to look up at the big screen and a collage of Sara being used over the last eighteen months at her hands. The big party at Christmas, the time she and the governed had been bent over the desk and mounted next to each other and many other training sessions. As she watched a portion of her mind listened to her Mistress, something she had trained herself to do, especially as Mistress always imparted knowledge to her as she rode her. ' Enjoy me riding you slut, this weekend with me will be your last.' As she said this Sara jerked up shocked and felt Mistress slap each cheek with her paddle forcing her back to her riding stance (as Mistress called it). 'Don't start showing disrespect slut, not after all my training.' Sara mind was trying to comprehend the 'this weekend will be your last'. As she assumed her position she felt her tits touch the cold glass after the ice and moaned in pleasure as she tried to listen. 'Before I left the office today I resigned my role as Partner in the firm in place of you. You are now effectively to be my replacement. The announcement will be made next week. With the position goes all of this slut, the house, the car, the seat on the coven and of course Diane.' As Sara listened to this she took a moment to look at Diane who stood shocked as she prepared the chains from the ceiling eye. There eyes met and Sara knew that Diane could see the malevolence on her face and smiled at the last comment Diane had made, thinking to herself "I guess one day it will be you and I here like this bitch!!" she mentally said to Diane. As Mistress spoke she licked down her spine and spread her cheeks as she started to slide her tongue on her sphincter. Sara groaned at the pleasure and at the information her mind was processing. Nonchalantly, she heard Mistress continue speaking 'I will be the new Chief Executive of Hu Tech Industries and expand that operation. Now that you are taking a senior role in the coven, you will be privy to many secrets. One of which is that, although people think Hu Tech is a Chinese conglomerate, it is not. The coven and our colleagues in the Far East front own it the organisation. That is why we wanted to buy Z-Tech industries, and why we will get it'. As she finished speaking, Sara felt Mistress slide up her body and felt the cock graze her thigh as Mistress rubbed her leather covered ebony skin over her marble white aroused body. She snuck a peek in the mirror and felt so aroused to be dominated like this. 'As the new Partner you will begin to learn a lot more, including who other members of the coven are. Both in the firm and in the area.' As she spoke Sara looked up at one of the screens and saw Mistress pour oil on the cock and prepare it. It had been almost two years since this monster had invaded her and Sara wondered if she could overcome her fear of it, and realised now, why it had not been used on her since. as Sara jumped she realised that Mistress had noticed her mind wandering and concentrated. 'Now, the reason why Miss Shoo had to take that call today was because when I left I spoke to the Mistress and informed her about Miss Shoo. She called her and told Miss Shoo to present herself here this evening for my questioning. She does not know who she is coming to see nor why. As you know Slut, in the coven, OBEDIENCE is everything!!' With that shouted word Sara felt her Mistress wrap her hands hard on her tits and slowly force the cock into her ass. She moaned and held her body rigid and her ass relaxed so that she could get this moment of pain over with. She looked up and saw in the screen her Mistress take what was hers and saw the cock slide in slow. Sara screamed as it hit that point at which resistance was natural and tried to relax more so the pain would stop. 'Slut, if I have to withdraw this cock, you will be punished for the next two days!!!' With that Mistress forced herself onto Sara as Sara screamed. Suddenly she felt the harness and Mistresses leather caress her ass and realised that she was now filled. 'That's better,' as she said this Sara felt Mistress start the slow rhythmic movement of Mistress fucking her doggie style and knew she had better not cum yet. 'Now, when Miss Shoo gets here we will question her and find out why she is so adamant on Radstone, then we will tell her to drop her reticence over Hu Tech. Within five years the plan is for Hu Tech to revitalise Z Tech and get it back up and running.' As she instructed her Slut, Mistress rode her slowly. Knowing she had plenty of time this evening and that the years of training Sara had been rewarded with a true slut and a controlled one. 'You will conduct the training and questioning slut of Miss Shoo, so that I can see you are ready for your next journey.' As Sara heard this, her body reacted and followed the rhythm and from somewhere with in her Sara screamed and screamed, 'Please Mistress, fuck your slut, use her, I love you. Please do not leave me, when you broke me you took me as your personal bitch.' Over and over she said this as Mistress licked her back and dug her nails into sluts tits all the while riding her ass. As Mistress slowed her pace, Sara heard the doorbell and looked up to see Diane and herself being fucked on the large screen behind the woman. She saw Mistress nod and Diane head to the door.' Bring her in as soon as you let her in Diane, but do not speak to her.' As Sara heard this she realised that this new woman was about to see Sara as the slut she was with her Mistress riding her and fucking her ass and she tried to move and get up. She knew this was useless as Diane had bound her well and Mistress was on her fucking her. The pain was now gone and Mistress was pounding her sluts ass.' As her first orgasm began to rack her body she felt Mistress pull her hair in the way she had been trained, and knew she now had permission to cum. She fell onto the table and stood on her toes as her body submitted to the pounding her Mistress was giving her and Sara's body experienced her first soulful orgasm in a month and screamed 'fuck me Mistress, use your slut please!!' as she came. Looking directly into Miss Shoo's eyes as she climaxed. She saw the fear in the oriental girls eyes and smiled as Mistress pounded her into the desk. 'Diane hang her up and prepare her while I ride my slut again and make sure she watches it all'. Sara watched as Diane stripped the girl and led her to the chains hanging from the ceiling. As she looked at her Sara saw the roundness of the girls ass and how petite yet beautiful she was. As she watched her she felt Mistress bunch her hand in her hair and leaned back more and buried her chest into the desk so Mistress could ride her in this new position, one she knew Mistress enjoyed. 'Good slut' Mistress said as she took the crop and rode her property like she would a horse. Slow at first then faster all the while tanning her ass with the leather crop. As Sara felt her next orgasm prepare to rock her she looked at Diane as she chained the oriental girls hands over her head and looked at her body. Her hair was long and hips small as well as small tits. As Sara looked at her tits she saw the letters BIT on right nipple and as her mind registered this, Mistress nibbled her ear and said 'That's right slut, she belongs to us, and will tell me what is going on tonight before she leaves.' The combination of sex, control and power Mistress was displaying her, as well as the humiliation of another seeing her ass pounded made Sara orgasm harder than she ever had before and she screamed as she did passing out as she did. Never had her mind registered that sex would be this good. Power was the ultimate aphrodisiac as far as Sara was concerned. As Sara's mind woke she heard herself panting and felt emptiness in her as she realised Mistress had now removed the cock from her ass. She felt Mistress behind her caressing her hair as she started kissing her neck and back. Licking up her spine she felt Mistress nibble her ear and started to get aroused again. 'I resigned slut, this bitch is your problem. Find out what the problem is and address this issue.' As she said this, Sara felt Mistress lean back and felt the coldness as Mistress withdrew from close proximity. Sara looked up and in the screen saw Mistress slowly undressing. She looked at the girl and past her to see Diane standing away from the girl next to the table with the toys on. 'Use the whip Diane, but do not mark her' Sara heard herself say hoarsely as she tried to regain her composure (tied spread like whore!!! she mused). She saw the fear in the girl's eyes and before she could say anything Diane had picked up the whip and the first crack noise heard in the room ended upon the oriental girls buttock. Sara watched as the girl screamed each time the whip touched her ass and she marvelled at the expertise with which Diane used the item. Earning Her Place in the Coven Ch. 02 'Bitch, you know who we are?' Sara said to the girl as she struggled to break free. In response Diane changed the angle of the whip and connected with the girls back and Sara saw the end of the whip curl around the girl and slap her tit. The girl screamed in pain and started to cry as she nodded her head to say she knew who Sara was. 'Are you fucking dumb Bitch? ANSWER ME.' The girl screamed 'Yyyess Mmmmisstress, you are, like me Coven.' Sara was beginning to let her mind work as she felt Mistress rub her body on her slut and kiss her and work her way down to her stretched used ass and knew that she was going to be tongued until she came. 'You want to explain bitch, why you are so against the best deal on the table?' and before you answer, understand this, if it is not the truth, then Mistress and I will go upstairs and she will use her property all night and you will be left to Diane and EVERY toy in this room until I get the truth.' As she said this she saw Diane roll her wrist and the crack of the whip touch the woman's cunt as she screamed and writhed on the chain. Diane put the whip down so the girl could talk and picked up the flogger with the wax-covered ends and showed it to the girl. Sara smiled at Diane's natural ability to cause pain and get what she wanted. As she thought this she felt Mistresses pierced nipples tease down her back and Mistresses hair on her skin. God!!!! Mistress did not make things easy. As she thought this she almost missed the girl speaking through sobs. 'Radstone paid me three million dollars in a Cayman island account to make sure there bid for Z-Tech was successful. It was too much money to say no too. I am sorry, please forgive me.' As Sara listened she felt Mistress stiffen and look directly at the girl. She felt the pain in her skin as Mistress's nails dug into her. Before Mistress could speak or move, Sara continued, 'what does three million dollars mean to you bitch? You know we look after our own, take me for example. I could retire tomorrow on everything the coven has showered me with and I am not even thirty years old!!! You know our covenant, this cabal is about power and not about money. If this early in your career you can be bought, imagine what kind of weakness to our organisation you are.' Sara felt Mistress stand and realised all the play had left her. She reached for the phone on her desk and dialled a number. As she spoke on the phone, she saw Diane pick up the flogger and with more power than she thought a woman could have she applied it to the hung girls back who began to scream. Mistress hung up the phone and watched as Diane expertly flayed the bitch without breaking her skin. The foolish girl thought she would be forgiven by the coven for such a trespass, not realising that with the trust gone she was now a weak link. The girl screamed each time the flogger connected with a piece of her until she eventually passed out. Mistress looked down at Sara and smiled with pleasure. Leaning forward she unhooked her from the desk and pulled her up to face her. Looking past her for a moment she spoke to Diane, 'Put her in the trunk of my car, she goes with me'. Without looking to see if she was obeyed Mistress pulled her slut to her and caressed her face. 'In three years your training will be complete, come and find me then slut, and I will make you my slave again, but this time forever.' As she said this she pulled Sara to her and looked deep in her eyes before devouring her lips and kissing her. Sara stood transfixed as her Mistress kissed her then stepped from her. Obviously the admission from Miss Shoo had changed Mistress's plans and the weekend would not go as planned. Mistress put her robe on and walked past Sara to the door, without looking back she threw the comment out over her shoulder as she left, 'look in the top right hand draw slut'. Sara dropped into the seat and jumped up with a squeal at how cold the chair was plus how sore her ass was. Mistress had left, but she had a pleasant reminder for the evening. She laughed to herself as she opened the draw. In it she found a large parcel with SLUT written on it. Sara slowly seated herself on the chair and pulled it to the desk as she opened it. In it Sara found the deeds to the mansion, her signed copy of her new partner agreement at the firm and a contract with Diane's name on it. Whilst a part of her was sad at loosing her Mistress and Mentor she knew that she had been trained for this and that the coven was showing she was ready for the next part. She saw an envelope with tomorrows date on it and knew it was not to be opened before the morning. As she put the envelope on the desk Diane cautiously re-entered the room and looked at her. Sara smiled as she looked at the girl. 'I bet you wish you were someone else right now whore!' she said to the girl as she stood. Walking to the door, she slid one hand inside Diane's top and fondled her tit, 'bring the switch, crop, clamps and strap on up to the master bedroom whore and pray.' As she left the room she heard Diane say 'yes my Mistress.' Wonder what is in the envelope? Earning Her Place in the Coven Ch. 03 Sara smiled as the water caressed her skin and the heat massaged her muscles after being bound. She lathered the douche and slowly and carefully caressed her ass cheeks and smiled reminiscing that it had not even been an hour ago that Mistress had been riding her as 'her personal mare' as Leanne had sometime joked. Enjoying the shower, she wondered how Diane was enjoying herself hanging from the ceiling bar on tiptoe. She stepped from the shower and slowly dried herself as she looked at herself in the mirror. The work with the trainer was making her into a very satisfied woman physically and she knew that she was ready for some fun. The idea that this was all hers now was such a turn on for her that she was so turned on while she oiled her skin. She sauntered into the master bedroom to see Diane hanging from the bar in the windowed bay area. She walked to her and saw her in the moonlight as the light shone through the all window bay. She walked to Diane and looked in her eyes as she slid her hand over Diane's skin. She heard the involuntary moan from Diane's mouth as her cool hand caressed her nipples and down her skin. Her hand came to rest on Diane's shaved pussy and Sara looked directly in the bound girls eyes as she teased and caressed her. Sara moved to the armoire and keyed in the code for the electric lock and nonchalantly opened the cupboard and saw all the toys in there. She picked up the leather belt and smelt it. Wondering if she could truly smell her self on it or was that her mind trying to just remind her how many times her Mistress had used this on her. She remembered Mistress saying to her that for each newbie she received she always bought a new item and it was special for only that slave. She wondered if the heat she felt on her ass was real or just her mind remembering the amount of times she had been bent over and belted using the item specially made for her. She pushed the leather covered wooden horse from the corner toward Diane and saw the look in her eyes as the girl realised what was to happen. Sara pushed the item so it was touching her body then slowly walked to the wall where the chain was anchored holding Diane up. As she slowly walked to it she felt her silk robe rub against her nipples sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She pressed the button on the wall and saw Diane slowly being lowered. She let out some of the chain and saw Diane leaning against the horse trying to get some feeling back in her arms. 'Bend over it bitch and grab the legs with your hands.' As she said this Sara walked back to her toys and picked up the leather restraints. She walked back to Diane and leaned over her prostrate body letting her body caress the tall girl bent over. Teasing her she took her wrist and attached the leather around the girls wrists one at a time. Slowly walking around her she kneeled in front of Diane and attached the link from Diane's restraint to the leg ensuring she was secure. Doing the same with the other wrist Sara leaned forward and secured her legs then stood and saw the girl doubled over. She walked around the bound girl and raked nails over her skin. She leaned forward and licked down Diane's back and leaned in close between her legs and tasted her pussy using her tongue the way she had been trained. She heard Diane gasp and moan as she continued assaulting her pussy. 'I am sorry for that night Mistress...' Diane gasped as she was assaulted and felt the two fingers bringing her closer to orgasm as her clit was licked, sucked and nibbled. Oh my god, thought Diane, ' Mistress, please ... please.. please,,,', was all she could utter. 'Fuckkkk... that is great, please Mistresssss... I need to cum.... I beg you...', she screamed as Sara assaulted her pussy and clit with her tongue and fingers, bound and open and unable to fight, helpless as she was. As quick as she had started Sara stopped and stood up bringing Diane's pleasure to an abrupt and cruel end, knowing how close the girl had been. She leaned in close to her ear 'comm.? slut comm.? not until I say and not until I am ready. Understand slut?' As she said slut, Sara brought the belt down on Diane's ass cheek and heard the resounding slap as the leather met with skin and heard Diane gasp in surprise. 'They say payback is a bitch, and I remember that night you humiliated me at that dyke bar with your friends.' As Sara spoke she began the slow cadence of thrashing Diane's right cheek, seeing the mark the belt was leaving and hearing Diane moan and then begin to scream as her mind registered the humiliating beating she was being given. Aside from Mistress, no one had ever dared lay a hand on the tall girl and her mind clouded over with anger as she hissed, 'You fucking slut, let me go or I will kill you, no one has ever done this to me.' Sara laughed as she pulled her hand back and started going to town on her other cheek. Letting the girl rant under her and seeing the fight in her as she pulled at the restraints. As quickly as she had started Sara stopped. She leaned forward and blew on Diane's red ass cheeks and licked each cheek caressing it. She slid her hand between Diane's legs as the girl calmed and licked her red ass, 'Who owns you slave?' She said as she blew between her bound spread legs and teased her clit with her nails. She could feel the mix of emotions going through Diane's body as the pleasure and pain blurred in to one motion for her and could picture the argument flowing through the dykes mind as she fought to not answer. Sara smiled as she stood. Dropping her robe to the floor she leant forward and wrapped her body over Diane's, letting the girl feel her cool skin on her beaten body. She heard the girl moan and wrapped a hand in her hair and pulled her head up hard by the tresses. 'I will ask you one more time whore who owns you, and you will answer. If not all your friends from the bar will be here within the hour and you know how dirty they can be.' As she said this in a hoarse whisper in the girls ear Sara nibbled her ear and licked it. Pulling her hair hard she began counting. 'FIVE...FOUR.THR...' , 'You do Mistress Sara was all she heard Diane almost scream out before she could finish the count Sara pulled Diane's hair and forced the bound girl to look in her eyes. She knew that Diane had been broken in by Mistress and that the second time was much easier, because the girl had been given and as such she knew she was close to achieving her desire of establishing dominance over her personal property. Sliding free of her bound property she retrieved her silk robe and left the room to fetch herself a glass of wine letting the bound girl ponder her predicament. She returned a while later to see the marks on Diane's ass and took a piece of ice from her wine and massaged the redness. She heard Diane scream and moan as the ice felt like fire for the one moment it touched her before realisation kicked in that it was actually ice. Sara put the drink down and walked to the cupboard and picked up the spreader bar with the chain running through it and the cuffs extending from it. She walked back to Diane and unclipped her wrists.' Stand up slut and give me your wrists.' In her mind Sara was extremely aroused and began to realise that the Coven was her place and she would do nothing to jeopardise it as it gave her power, money and a slave with a body to die for. She smiled as Diane stood and glared at her as she pushed her wrists out. Sara attached the spreader to the chain and then attached Diane's wrists wide to the bar. 'Only two more reminders tonight my pet then we can go to bed where you can pleasure your Mistress with that filthy mouth.' Sara said as she walked to the button and pressed it pulling the bar into the air so Diane was pulled up. As she was standing again, Sara untied her legs and pushed the wooden horse out of the way and stood in front of the Amazon girl. She looked at her and smiled as she took one tit in her mouth and gently started licking it and sucking on it. She heard the tall Amazonian woman moan with pleasure and saw her lost in a myriad of emotions. Pain, from the strapping; pleasure from the tongue; humiliation from the subjugation; control and anguish from a woman she had abused herself many times. Sara looked in the girls eyes and saw all of these emotions knowing the girl was slipping close to where she wanted her. As she sucked and licked her nipples she could feel all the emotions running through the girl and smiled. As she pleasured the girl she slowly slid her hand into the robe pocket and took out the clamps she had put there earlier. Looking at the erect nipple Sara blew on the nipple and heard a moan as her reward. Diane was oblivious to her predicament as her eyes were closed and her mind elsewhere. Sara slid the clamp on her nipple and released it letting the toy do its job. Her reward was the scream she expected as Diane opened her eyes and registered what was happening as the second clamp was placed on her. Sara smiled as the girl screamed in pain and heard the words of anger flowing from Diane as she struggled to get free. She stood back and watched as the constant fight in the bound girl died down. She knew that Diane was no novice to this and that her fight was bluster at being handed elsewhere and smiled as she looked at her. She walked to the cupboard and retrieved the three-ring collar and the gold chain. She walked to Diane and looked her in the eyes as she kissed her deep in the mouth holding her hair. The emotional roller coaster of pleasure and pain the girl was going through was abundant to Sara as she took her kiss, looking deep in her eyes and seeing the drug like state of the bound girl. Sara leaned back and slapped her, seeing the girl come back from where she was. 'Good whore, now I have your attention again, do you see what this is?' as she spoke she rubbed the collar on her nipples and brought it to her eyes. Diane looked at the collar and said nothing. Letting her defiance speak vainly for her. She knew what was happening and accepted it. Her macho demeanour her last vestige denying her the pleasure of begging. Sara smiled and accepted the rebellion, knowing in the years to come who would truly win. Wordlessly she slipped the collar around her toys neck and tightened the buckle as she stood on tiptoe to reach behind her red curls. 'We are going to have such fun you and I whore over time.' She whispered as nibbled Diane's ear playfully as she finished collaring her. Sara stood back to see the bound collared girl and smiled. 'Almost done.' She said as she linked the chain to each of the clamps. She stood close to the girl and pulled the chain lightly and heard the moan of pleasure from Diane as her reward. She knew the clamps were not on too tightly and the girl was experiencing pleasure waves, now that she was over the initial shock of them. Sara stood close and looked at Diane, 'Open your mouth my bitch.' She said and saw the instant order obeyed as she pulled the chain up and placed it in her mouth, 'Close.' she ordered and saw the girl's eyes open as she felt the bite of gravity pulling her tits up by the chain as she clamped down on the chain. Sara stood back and looked at the girl as she picked up the leather switch. 'The final test for this evening my pet.' she said as she looked at the bound beauty. 'You can decide when this stops. As soon as your ready to say "I am your property now Mistress Sara" then you can remove the chain from your mouth and this will stop.' As she finished speaking, Sara took a step back and rolled her wrist. letting the soft leather whisp on the end of the switch begin its attack on Diane's tits. She saw and felt the girl fighting her bonds and her guttural screams of pain. Knowing that a piece of Diane was in anger and defiance whilst the stubborn streak in would not let the chain fall as she knew what it meant. Sara continued her assault on Diane's tits as the girl fought within herself. Seeing each flick of her wrist leave a red line on her tits, her outer thigh, her inner thighs and her stomach. She was proud of her defiance and knew the pain this brought momentarily each time it connected. Sara did not know how many minutes she had been doing this only that she was proud of her new property in her defiance and pride. The chain suddenly dropped from Diane's mouth as the girl took in gulps of air before she could speak. Then moments later 'I am your property Mistress Sara and I serve no one but you from this moment.' She heard the girl say as she semi collapsed under her bondage. Sara smiled as she walked close to the girl. She pulled her head up by her hair and looked her in the eyes as she kissed her mouth deep pulling the slaves hair. She stood on tiptoe and uncuffed the girl from the bar and let her semi collapse onto her as she half fell. She looked at her as she held her 'your mine now slut, to command, to fuck, to have 'and pleasure me. From this moment I am mistress and you are mine.' As she said this she detached herself from the slave, removed her robe and lay on the bed. 'Come here slut and pleasure me, show me what else that mouth can do.' She lay back naked and aroused in her power knowing the night was going to be long and fun, and that the morning would find her new toy ridden and broken and ready for the holiday. As she imagined that she saw the girl. Collared, clamped and chained stumbling to the bed. Her last image before the night of pleasure was watching Diane lick her way up from her ankles to her inner thigh as she lay back and closed her eyes, wondering what would be happening in Hawaii...