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A new slave for Mistress Jayne
Chapter 1
In time all things can be explored. Sexuality is as much a journey as life itself and can take many routes through the forest of human imagination and desires. With a wry smile on her face
Mistress Jayne pondered this philosophy as she turned from the bound slave who was lying face up on her black leather torture table and picked up her shockwave remote controller.
She had spent the last ten minutes in the dark candle lit dungeon ensuring that her subject could not escape from his bondage, fixing handcuffs and leg cuffs to stretch him in a spread eagled position of complete submission.
He was naked on the rack and blindfolded with one of her worn sheer black stockings, the toe strategically pressed against his nose so that every breath filled his very being with the musky scent of her toes. His toned body glistened with a mixture of oil and the sweat of the tension that the situation was creating within him.
‘’The shockwave is a device which comes with many interesting terminals that can be attached to any part of the anatomy slave’’, she said in a gentle teasing voice,’’ and this control box gives complete control of how severe the shocks are, and for how long’’!
The device was currently attached to the swollen end of her subjects erect penis which was standing to attention, glistening in the candlelight.
His balls were tied tightly with a stocking, which was in turn tied down to a steel hoop on the black leather table between his feet. This had the effect of stretching them away from his body and creating extreme discomfort.
Into his bottom, she had earlier pressed a small black butt plug with an electrical terminal on it. This was the other end of the shockwave, which when turned on would send a delicious streak of electrical current to the terminal she had slipped into the end of his penis, making it jerk and pulse, something that could be kept up indefinitely without letting the subject achieve a release of any kind!
After taking a moment to check the levels on the remote control box she glanced approvingly at herself in the full length mirror on the wall. She was wearing an outfit which showed off her beauty to the full.
On her legs she wore sheer tan pantyhose which allowed a tantalising glimpse of her shaved pussy. She had topped this off with a 12 strap suspender belt holding up her signature red fully fashioned stockings.
On her feet she wore 5 inch red patent leather stiletto court shoes which tapped fabulously as she walked on the wooden floor.
Her breasts peeped out from a shiny black rubber bra which had nipple holes in the front of the cups and this gave her lipstick rouged erect nipples the effect of looking like guided missiles aiming at you whenever she turned your way. Her hair was piled on top of her head and her makeup was flawless, showing her beautiful eyes to their fullest and most devastating effect.
All of this was lost on the hapless bound slave, but she smiled reflectively at the effect she had had on him before he was blindfolded.
Walking over towards him slowly, her heels clicking on the floor and her nyloned thighs swishing together, she reached down and ran the nail of her index finger down the length of his erect penis making him gasp. Kneeling down to press her lips next to his ear she whispered 'do you know why you are here'? His answer was breathless, 'my Mistress was disappointed with my tongue skills and after several warnings she made me book an appointment with you for training'.
‘'Yes she did! You need to be taught the skills of pleasuring a superior woman with your tongue.' ' A slave will never be allowed to fuck his Mistress with his worthless cock so his skills must be developed to make him of some use to her’'!
With this she stood up and walked to the head of the table, lowering it on adjustable legs so that the slave's head was lower than his feet, this allowed her to spread her legs and position her nylon clad pussy directly above the slaves face. She looked down at him and said, 'I am going to let you taste me soon and I shall be the judge of your performance, first of all let's see how good you are at finding a clitoris with your tongue.
Holding the power dial with the fingers of her right hand she slowly lowered herself down onto his face.
Mistress always enjoyed training pussy slaves, feeling their tongues as they pressed against her nyloned pussy, the sheer nylon which formed a barrier between their willing tongues and her clitoris was there to make them work even harder to please her and also to ensure that her most sensitive rosebud did not become over sensitised and make the whole thing unenjoyable.
She thought to herself, 'this slave is actually quite good with his tongue, he had my clit straight away and the way he is using his tongue is divine, however it will not do to build up his confidence' I need to break him first!
'Oh slave, that is quite wrong'! She said in a stern yet teasing voice as she turned the dial up to 5 sending a jolt of electricity shooting through his erection, making it throb uncontrollably and causing him to arch his back off the table, a strangled scream coming from his stifled mouth as the action put even more tension on his already stretched balls.
She turned it down allowing him to relax and breathe, giggling as she did so, 'oooh darling did you like that? I only turned it up to 5 to let you know of my displeasure, it goes all the way to 20!' Then glancing down to look at his erect cock which had grown even larger with the shock, she said ‘'you clearly did like that, look at how hard your poor cock has become!’' I wonder is it the taste of my pussy or the pain I am inflicting. 'Let’s explore that idea together shall we?'
With that she sank down again and began rubbing her nyloned pussy on his face whilst reaching forward to give his cock a series of long sensual strokes with her hand allowing her thumb to dwell on the end where the terminal was attached. She sat back and said in a pondering voice, ‘'well that looks impressive but we really need to be sure!’' His impassioned '’no please mistress’ 'was lost in his scream as she turned the dial up to 7 causing exactly the same result as before. She drowned out his cries by sitting down on his face, wriggling her pussy into his mouth, and she held the current level for longer this time enjoying watching him writhe and throb beneath her. Slowly she reduced the current and his arched body slumped back onto the table, his breath came in sobs and gasps and she whispered to him, ‘'there there, we have a long way to go yet, don't get yourself all exhausted too soon’'. Now let’s see if that has made your cock even bigger for me?' she giggled as she reached forward and began to masturbate him again, this time stroking a little harder and working against his thrusting hips to heighten his frustration.
Mistress Jayne understood only too well that if pain is inflicted on a submissive too soon it does not work at all, one needs to begin by arousing the subject and then gradually introducing the pain along with certain other pleasurable stimuli, this has the effect of creating a unique bond between Dominatrix and submissive, a bond in which the sub craves his mistresses touch and will suffer almost anything at her hands to please her. She had learned this over many years of working with slaves and this one was going to be no different.
She lifted herself off his face and walked round beside him, kneeling again to whisper in his ear. 'Now I think you understand the rules of our little game this afternoon, I feel we should get down to work, don't you?'
Chapter 2
In a room along the corridor from Mistress's Dungeon a window slowly opened and a man crept in.
He was dressed in dark clothes and he slipped over the windowsill silently and crept to the door to listen.
Slave S as he was known to Mistress was a regular client but he had also on a number of occasions slipped into her apartment and dressed in her stockings without her knowing, something that aroused him incredibly, the fact that they belonged to his Goddess and that he was doing it without her knowledge was so stimulating to him that he could not bring himself to see the risk he was taking as he stripped naked.
He went over to her underwear drawer and quietly sliding it open began to go through the filmy trophies within. Firstly he selected a pair of sheer tan pantyhose, she always wore tan for sessions but these were special, they had an open crotch to allow more intimate worship. Slipping them on he found a pair of long black fully fashioned stockings and a black satin suspender belt. After attaching all of the suspenders he slipped a pair of high heeled stilettoes from his bag and put them on to finish the look. He had become so aroused that his erection was poking out through the open crotch of the pantyhose and as he began to masturbate he looked down into the drawer where there were a pile of stockings just lying there.
Reaching down he selected another pair of black fully fashioned nylons, tying one round his balls and rolling the other up to make a sheath which he slipped over his erection.
He shivered as the fine nylon slid against his sensitive glans and began to masturbate slowly rubbing the toe of the stocking into his cock so that the seam caused a sensation of friction and pleasurable torment.
The idea of masturbating into one of his mistress's stockings filled his mind with a guilty excitement which further fuelled his desire and he sat on the edge of the bed making himself comfortable then lay back to lose himself in nylon heaven not noticing the noise that the bed springs made as he brought himself nearer and nearer to orgasm.
In her dungeon down the corridor, Mistress Jayne was beginning to lose herself to pleasure as well. The slave beneath her had learned many painful new lessons as she instructed him in the art of oral worship. The dial had been turned up to 15 at one stage and the poor slave had been gagged with her worn panties and nylons to stifle his screams.
His cock, still swollen and throbbing was now tied off tightly at the base with a black stocking to stop the pre cum from dribbling down its shaft.
His exhausted tongue was working feverishly in her pussy through a small hole that she had opened in the gusset of her pantyhose and she gasped with delight at his new found expertise. She reached round and rewarded him by slapping his poor electrified penis, before running her hand smoothly up and down the lubricated shaft, motivating him to greater efforts with his tongue. She went back to her own pleasure, toying with her nipples as she writhed on his face, teasing them between her finger and thumb as she moved ever closer towards her building orgasm.
Holding still to allow him to concentrate on her pleasure she quickly climaxed. Wave after wave of hot pleasure flooded through her, making her gasp breathlessly ‘’oh what a good, naughty boy you are slave, who would have thought that you could be trained so quickly, I shall have to keep you for myself’’!
What will happen in Chapter 3?
Will Mistress Jayne catch slave S in her dressing room?
Chapter 1
In time all things can be explored. Sexuality is as much a journey as life itself and can take many routes through the forest of human imagination and desires. With a wry smile on her face
Mistress Jayne pondered this philosophy as she turned from the bound slave who was lying face up on her black leather torture table and picked up her shockwave remote controller.
She had spent the last ten minutes in the dark candle lit dungeon ensuring that her subject could not escape from his bondage, fixing handcuffs and leg cuffs to stretch him in a spread eagled position of complete submission.
He was naked on the rack and blindfolded with one of her worn sheer black stockings, the toe strategically pressed against his nose so that every breath filled his very being with the musky scent of her toes. His toned body glistened with a mixture of oil and the sweat of the tension that the situation was creating within him.
‘’The shockwave is a device which comes with many interesting terminals that can be attached to any part of the anatomy slave’’, she said in a gentle teasing voice,’’ and this control box gives complete control of how severe the shocks are, and for how long’’!
The device was currently attached to the swollen end of her subjects erect penis which was standing to attention, glistening in the candlelight.
His balls were tied tightly with a stocking, which was in turn tied down to a steel hoop on the black leather table between his feet. This had the effect of stretching them away from his body and creating extreme discomfort.
Into his bottom, she had earlier pressed a small black butt plug with an electrical terminal on it. This was the other end of the shockwave, which when turned on would send a delicious streak of electrical current to the terminal she had slipped into the end of his penis, making it jerk and pulse, something that could be kept up indefinitely without letting the subject achieve a release of any kind!
After taking a moment to check the levels on the remote control box she glanced approvingly at herself in the full length mirror on the wall. She was wearing an outfit which showed off her beauty to the full.
On her legs she wore sheer tan pantyhose which allowed a tantalising glimpse of her shaved pussy. She had topped this off with a 12 strap suspender belt holding up her signature red fully fashioned stockings.
On her feet she wore 5 inch red patent leather stiletto court shoes which tapped fabulously as she walked on the wooden floor.
Her breasts peeped out from a shiny black rubber bra which had nipple holes in the front of the cups and this gave her lipstick rouged erect nipples the effect of looking like guided missiles aiming at you whenever she turned your way. Her hair was piled on top of her head and her makeup was flawless, showing her beautiful eyes to their fullest and most devastating effect.
All of this was lost on the hapless bound slave, but she smiled reflectively at the effect she had had on him before he was blindfolded.
Walking over towards him slowly, her heels clicking on the floor and her nyloned thighs swishing together, she reached down and ran the nail of her index finger down the length of his erect penis making him gasp. Kneeling down to press her lips next to his ear she whispered 'do you know why you are here'? His answer was breathless, 'my Mistress was disappointed with my tongue skills and after several warnings she made me book an appointment with you for training'.
‘'Yes she did! You need to be taught the skills of pleasuring a superior woman with your tongue.' ' A slave will never be allowed to fuck his Mistress with his worthless cock so his skills must be developed to make him of some use to her’'!
With this she stood up and walked to the head of the table, lowering it on adjustable legs so that the slave's head was lower than his feet, this allowed her to spread her legs and position her nylon clad pussy directly above the slaves face. She looked down at him and said, 'I am going to let you taste me soon and I shall be the judge of your performance, first of all let's see how good you are at finding a clitoris with your tongue.
Holding the power dial with the fingers of her right hand she slowly lowered herself down onto his face.
Mistress always enjoyed training pussy slaves, feeling their tongues as they pressed against her nyloned pussy, the sheer nylon which formed a barrier between their willing tongues and her clitoris was there to make them work even harder to please her and also to ensure that her most sensitive rosebud did not become over sensitised and make the whole thing unenjoyable.
She thought to herself, 'this slave is actually quite good with his tongue, he had my clit straight away and the way he is using his tongue is divine, however it will not do to build up his confidence' I need to break him first!
'Oh slave, that is quite wrong'! She said in a stern yet teasing voice as she turned the dial up to 5 sending a jolt of electricity shooting through his erection, making it throb uncontrollably and causing him to arch his back off the table, a strangled scream coming from his stifled mouth as the action put even more tension on his already stretched balls.
She turned it down allowing him to relax and breathe, giggling as she did so, 'oooh darling did you like that? I only turned it up to 5 to let you know of my displeasure, it goes all the way to 20!' Then glancing down to look at his erect cock which had grown even larger with the shock, she said ‘'you clearly did like that, look at how hard your poor cock has become!’' I wonder is it the taste of my pussy or the pain I am inflicting. 'Let’s explore that idea together shall we?'
With that she sank down again and began rubbing her nyloned pussy on his face whilst reaching forward to give his cock a series of long sensual strokes with her hand allowing her thumb to dwell on the end where the terminal was attached. She sat back and said in a pondering voice, ‘'well that looks impressive but we really need to be sure!’' His impassioned '’no please mistress’ 'was lost in his scream as she turned the dial up to 7 causing exactly the same result as before. She drowned out his cries by sitting down on his face, wriggling her pussy into his mouth, and she held the current level for longer this time enjoying watching him writhe and throb beneath her. Slowly she reduced the current and his arched body slumped back onto the table, his breath came in sobs and gasps and she whispered to him, ‘'there there, we have a long way to go yet, don't get yourself all exhausted too soon’'. Now let’s see if that has made your cock even bigger for me?' she giggled as she reached forward and began to masturbate him again, this time stroking a little harder and working against his thrusting hips to heighten his frustration.
Mistress Jayne understood only too well that if pain is inflicted on a submissive too soon it does not work at all, one needs to begin by arousing the subject and then gradually introducing the pain along with certain other pleasurable stimuli, this has the effect of creating a unique bond between Dominatrix and submissive, a bond in which the sub craves his mistresses touch and will suffer almost anything at her hands to please her. She had learned this over many years of working with slaves and this one was going to be no different.
She lifted herself off his face and walked round beside him, kneeling again to whisper in his ear. 'Now I think you understand the rules of our little game this afternoon, I feel we should get down to work, don't you?'
Chapter 2
In a room along the corridor from Mistress's Dungeon a window slowly opened and a man crept in.
He was dressed in dark clothes and he slipped over the windowsill silently and crept to the door to listen.
Slave S as he was known to Mistress was a regular client but he had also on a number of occasions slipped into her apartment and dressed in her stockings without her knowing, something that aroused him incredibly, the fact that they belonged to his Goddess and that he was doing it without her knowledge was so stimulating to him that he could not bring himself to see the risk he was taking as he stripped naked.
He went over to her underwear drawer and quietly sliding it open began to go through the filmy trophies within. Firstly he selected a pair of sheer tan pantyhose, she always wore tan for sessions but these were special, they had an open crotch to allow more intimate worship. Slipping them on he found a pair of long black fully fashioned stockings and a black satin suspender belt. After attaching all of the suspenders he slipped a pair of high heeled stilettoes from his bag and put them on to finish the look. He had become so aroused that his erection was poking out through the open crotch of the pantyhose and as he began to masturbate he looked down into the drawer where there were a pile of stockings just lying there.
Reaching down he selected another pair of black fully fashioned nylons, tying one round his balls and rolling the other up to make a sheath which he slipped over his erection.
He shivered as the fine nylon slid against his sensitive glans and began to masturbate slowly rubbing the toe of the stocking into his cock so that the seam caused a sensation of friction and pleasurable torment.
The idea of masturbating into one of his mistress's stockings filled his mind with a guilty excitement which further fuelled his desire and he sat on the edge of the bed making himself comfortable then lay back to lose himself in nylon heaven not noticing the noise that the bed springs made as he brought himself nearer and nearer to orgasm.
In her dungeon down the corridor, Mistress Jayne was beginning to lose herself to pleasure as well. The slave beneath her had learned many painful new lessons as she instructed him in the art of oral worship. The dial had been turned up to 15 at one stage and the poor slave had been gagged with her worn panties and nylons to stifle his screams.
His cock, still swollen and throbbing was now tied off tightly at the base with a black stocking to stop the pre cum from dribbling down its shaft.
His exhausted tongue was working feverishly in her pussy through a small hole that she had opened in the gusset of her pantyhose and she gasped with delight at his new found expertise. She reached round and rewarded him by slapping his poor electrified penis, before running her hand smoothly up and down the lubricated shaft, motivating him to greater efforts with his tongue. She went back to her own pleasure, toying with her nipples as she writhed on his face, teasing them between her finger and thumb as she moved ever closer towards her building orgasm.
Holding still to allow him to concentrate on her pleasure she quickly climaxed. Wave after wave of hot pleasure flooded through her, making her gasp breathlessly ‘’oh what a good, naughty boy you are slave, who would have thought that you could be trained so quickly, I shall have to keep you for myself’’!
What will happen in Chapter 3?
Will Mistress Jayne catch slave S in her dressing room?
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