A Tale of Submission Day Fifteen Linda Returns Home
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A Tale of Submission
By LindaK
Day Eleven - Linda Balks
Linda had gone to bed angry. That anger was easily seen by Mistress Jane
and as a result, everything Linda slept in was made tighter, more
uncomfortable. To further confine her, Mistress tightly tucked a latex
blanket onto the bed.
Instead of sending a message, it made Linda more miserable and upset.
As she lay there unable to sleep she tried to analyze her feelings and
why she was so upset. Certainly she was mentally exhausted from all that
had been done to her but more importantly she was struggling with her
feelings for Master Rick. Where Mistress Jane seemed to always find
fault, Master Rick was more patient and forgiving. Even the adult store
experience was done in an almost joking manner.
Unknown to Linda, this was not Jane and Rick's first 'guest' and they
were recognizing the impacts of their good cop/bad cop routine on Linda.
While that wasn't their intent, they were concerned about Linda's recent
slips in behaviour. They spent some time discussing solutions while
Linda had her nightly post contemplation time.
Linda's sleep this night was more sound than previous ones. This was
likely due primarily from her exhausting days working for Mistress Jane
and due to the severe nightly bondage. When she did dream it was mostly
related to her dungeon beating, the mysterious Mistress X and Master
Rick.
When Mistress Jane came to wake her on Day Eleven neither was in much of
a mood to talk.
Linda figured that it would be another day of cleaning up from the party
two days earlier, meagre meals and then the nightly bondage. She would
have liked to go out again with Master Rick.
Mistress Jane too was tired of the post-party cleanup. While most
submissives thought that dominants had it easy and the subs did all the
work, the reality was far from that. All the planning for the activities
was the responsibility of the domme. The safety of the sub was an
enormous burden and the energy required to keep the sub 'on edge' was
immense. All this could exhaust a domme. Jane recognized she was
reaching a tipping point and made the decision to change the routine.
While Linda was doing her morning ablutions, Jane returned to her room to
dress for the new plan. When Linda re-entered her bedroom she did not
see her usual maids outfit. Instead there was a riding outfit on the
bed. Specifically, a horse riding outfit. The requisite corset was much
shorter than previous ones. The boots were unlike any cowgirl boots she
had seen. They were knee high and had five inch block heels. On the
inside of the ankle were sewn in rings. Accompanying the outfit were a
pair of leather gloves that for some reason felt heavier than she thought
they would be. For now she simply carried them with her to the kitchen.
Waiting for her was Mistress Jane who was dressed similarly less the
corset and with shorter heeled boots. Mistress was pulling food from the
kitchen and setting it beside a wicker basket.
"Good morning Linda."
"Good morning Mistress."
"I trust you slept well."
"Relatively Mistress."
Jane's head snapped around at the petulant tone but she quickly bit her
tongue. She decided to change tactics.
"Honey, I know the last couple of days have been draining. That is
normal after intense sessions like you experienced in the dungeon. We
have also spent a lot of time and effort cleaning the house. I think we
need a change and I would like to show you our property today. How does
that sound?"
Linda was thankful for anything that got her out of cleaning duty and
replied, "That sounds like a pleasing idea Mistress. Thank you."
Despite the slightly disrespectful choice of words, Jane was glad to see
Linda perk up with the news that they would not be cleaning.
"Have you ever ridden a horse Linda?" asked Jane.
"Not since I was a kid Mistress but that sounds like fun!"
"Excellent! We have several horses and Master Rick has saddled a gentle
mare for you. The two of us will spend the day riding our property and
some of the adjoining state park trails. At this time of year I suspect
we won't run into anyone." Jane knew that the trails had been closed
recently for upcoming maintenance and that there would be no one on the
trails. "We will bring a picnic basket and enjoy a nice lunch at a
special place Rick and I love."
Jane hesitated to tell Linda that her saddle was a special one but Linda
had to be reminded that she was their slave. Being the dominant that she
was she decided to simply tell it like it was.
"Linda, this ride will not be like any ride you have seen or heard of.
To begin with, women have not worn a corset when riding in generations
yet you will be. But in line with your status as a slave...our slave,
you have some unique elements to your riding gear. I can assure you that
you are not the first slave of ours to ride like you will today. I will
NOT tolerate disobedience to our ride conditions. Do I make myself
clear?" All this was stated in a calm manner.
Linda was not surprised that the ride would have non-traditional
elements. While initially put off by yet another kink challenge she was
intrigued by what Master Rick and Mistress Jane had planned and if others
had successfully completed rides under their conditions she was sure she
could too.
"Perfectly clear Mistress and I am looking forward to the ride!"
"Wonderful! Help me finish packing this basket and we'll get going."
They were soon headed to the barn where after a brief lesson in how to
mount and how to guide a horse they moved to the paddock where Rick was
waiting. This is where the surprises began.
The first were the gloves. When Linda went to pull hers on she
discovered that the fingers were sewn together and had stiffeners built
in so that she couldn't close them. When she looked up she saw Mistress
smiling at her and saying "Don't worry about the gloves Linda, we will
make sure you are able to ride."
The next surprise was more ominous. As Master Rick brought her horse to
the mounting ledge she was shocked to see a 4" dildo rising from the
saddle. Again, Mistress Jane was ready with an explanation.
"There is a small slit sewn in the bottom of your pants. It will line up
perfectly with that dildo. The dildo is much smaller than most of those
you have worn during this visit. Trust us when I say you will have no
issues."
With a small sigh that may have had a derisive snort added to it, Linda
threw her leg over the saddle and gently lined up the bum with the dildo.
The well lubricated shaft slid smoothly into her and allowed full contact
between saddle and bum. Master Rick quickly attached the ankle rings to
the stirrups and that's when Linda discovered the third surprise. The
stirrup legs were stiff and with her ankles tied and legs fully extended
she was truly stick on the saddle.
As she started to complain, Jane who had followed her into the mounting
ledge quickly threw the familiar cock gag into her mouth. Linda's
complaints immediately died.
The fourth surprise was the attaching of Linda's hands to the saddle
pommel.
With the basket loaded on Jane's horse she quickly mounted and using a
lead attached to Linda's horse she led them out of the paddock and onto
the trail.
Initially afraid of falling, Linda discovered that the pace set by
Mistress Jane was slow and steady. Furthermore, the gait of the horse
made the dildo move in and out of her and soon she found herself becoming
aroused.
Eventually she realized the recent issue with lack of erections and the
continued wearing of the chastity cage would not allow an orgasm although
her panties did feel damp.
With no release forthcoming she began to look around and enjoy the
scenery. It really was lovely and the weather was perfect. After an
hour of riding Jane brought Linda's horse alongside hers and leaning over
undid the gag. A line of drool flowed out of Linda's mouth and without
use of her hands she had to let it fall on her riding jacket. With the
gag removed Mistress offered a sip of water. With the implied threat of
replacing the gag, Linda thanked her for the drink and Mistress tucked
the gag into a saddle bag.
At noon the ladies ended up in a clearing by a lake having had the trails
to themselves. Linda was relieved to see that a mounting ledge was built
near a small campsite. With Mistress Jane's assistance she was able to
dismount. The ladies sat in the shade while the horses grazed and they
enjoyed the view and food.
Following lunch Jane decided to have a conversation about Linda's
experience so far.
Linda was effusive in her appreciation for all that Mistress and Master
had done. She did express concerns with some of the things done to her
body and her worry that they could not be undone. Finally, she asked
about why she was not able to get an erection.
Jane hesitated in how to answer Linda's question but finally decided to
be honest. Looking at Linda she said, "Quite simply, we have been
drugging you. Master Rick has been using a mild form of Zoloft in your
morning drinks. In fact the supplements we sent you three weeks ago had
levels of Zoloft in them. The result is a lowering of your libido. Long
term use risks losing the ability to climax however you won't have been
on it long enough see that happen. We didn't tell you because frankly,
we didn't feel you needed to know. You already gave us permission to
cage you and control your erections, using a non-harmful medicine with no
permanent effects is well within our contract with you. Do you have any
other questions?"
Stunned that her 'owners' would willingly drug her, Linda sat there
numbly and mute. Sensing the change in demeanour Mistress Jane ordered
Linda to cleanup and pack the basket. They mounted their rides and
started for home. Disappointed with Linda's reaction and not wanting to
listen to any complaints, Linda made the ride home gagged.
Once home and dismounted a dispirited Linda sulked through the daily
routine. Her sour attitude made for an uncomfortable dinner and after
dinner everything came to a head.
After cleaning the kitchen, Linda reported to the den for her nightly
punishment. Jane had little interest in administering it. Master Rick
who was much more experienced in the domination kink had seen this coming
and made some special arrangements.
Standing up he took control of the situation.
"So I hear that you are disappointed with our treatment of you Linda!"
he bellowed. Linda stood still, gagged and hands behind her back in
preparation for her nightly pole bondage.
"Apparently you only want to 'play' at losing control. Apparently
you...don't...trust...us." Each word punctuated with a stiff finger
pointing at Linda. "Do you really think I would perform an operation
without knowing all the risks? Or medicate someone without knowing the
risks?" His voice continued to rise. "Maybe it's time you see what I
can do when I have full control over a person's body!"
With that statement he called out, "Mistress Emily, could you please come
in?" Very shortly Linda heard two sets of high heels approaching from
the dungeon area. Around the corner and into to the den strode one of
the Dommes from the night of the party. On a leash behind her was a
female slave. The slave was fiercely bound and gagged and trembling.
The leash was attached to her clit and was taut as the slave was closely
hobbled and in tears.
"Emily, tell us why you have this wailing slave with you this evening."
"I'd be glad to Master Rick," replied Mistress Emily.
"This ungrateful wench nagged me for a year to have her breasts
augmented. I finally agreed and now she is saying she is too afraid and
my requirement is too extreme. I ask you, is an increase from a B cup to
an E cup too much? I think not and if done safely then she has no say in
it. As you know, we have a qualified plastic surgeon in our circle of
friends and your OR is top notch. There is no reason for this lowly
slave to back out now."
"We agree Emily and our surgeon should be here shortly. How about you
lead your slave out to the barn and I will join you shortly. We need to
sort some things out here with our slave."
With that, Mistress Emily strode quickly towards the front door while her
crying slave had no choice but to follow her. Linda watched
incredulously as Mistress Emily and her slave passed by the front window
towards the barn. At the same time a set of car headlights swung into
the driveway. Linda glanced back and forth between Master Rick and
Mistress Jane to see if they were joking. Both had serious looks on
their faces and at the same time showed their disappointment in Linda's
attitude.
With the arrival of the surgeon Master Rick spoke to Jane.
"Jane, why don't you lock Linda in the dungeon tonight. She doesn't
deserve a bed. Maybe a night in a cage will improve her attitude."
As Mistress Jane pulled Linda towards the dungeon Master Rick sighed and
walked towards the front door and the barn.
Linda meekly followed Jane, her mind a whirl as she thought about what
she had just witnessed. Surprisingly, she felt shame rather than fear.
Instead of trusting her owners she expressed dismay at the what they had
done. Yet Master Rick is a licensed physician and obviously knew what he
was doing. Of course he wouldn't harm her permanently.
Jane for her part kept quiet on purpose, letting Linda stew on what she
had just seen. Rick and Jane had been very happy with Linda's progress
but if she was going to truly give up control then she needed to decide
tonight if she was able to do that. If she couldn't, then tomorrow would
probably be their last night together.
Inside the dungeon Jane removed the gag and had Linda crawl into one of
the cages. Once in, the door was closed and locked and then using a
series of rods inserted through the sides, Linda was secured to the point
of immobility. Finally dildos were inserted and locked into her mouth
and ass. The spit roasted slave was welded in place.
Jane crouched down in front of Linda.
"Linda, this could be your last night with us. You need to decide
tonight if you are truly willing to give up control. You need to
convince us that you trust us. If you can't do either of these things
then we have failed you. We will ask for your answer in the morning."
With that, Jane left the dungeon, closing the door and leaving Linda
bathed in the light of the flickering lanterns.
Meanwhile in the barn, Jane joined Rick, Emily, her slave and a friend.
The dominants enjoyed a glass of wine while the slave sipped her water.
Rick said "Emily, you and your slave played your parts perfectly. Linda
has been locked in her cage thinking that we are now operating on your
slave. Tomorrow she will see you leading her to the car with enormous
wraps around her chest. Our 'tough love' approach here is meant to
convince her to fully trust us but it may very well backfire. I don't
have a feel for how this will turn out."
Three tired and anxious people went to sleep that night, two of them more
comfortable than the last but all wondering what tomorrow would bring.
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