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A Tale of Submission
By LindaK
Day Fourteen - All Good Things Must End
Jane woke up first. Once again they had made a "Linda sandwich" and Jane
enjoyed watching her submissive sleep. She was able to slide out of the
bed without disturbing Linda or Rick. A shower was definitely in order
she thought.
While in the shower she felt a small breeze and right after, Rick pressed
himself against her back. Wrapping his arms around her at the waist he
said, "Good morning hon."
Jane leaned into him and reached back and up to rub her hands on his
morning stubble. "Good morning to you too sweetheart."
Rick knew that Jane was conflicted and as they soaped and rinsed each
other they talked about plans for the day and for the party that night.
Jane debated asking Rick about 'keeping' Linda but realized that this was
not practical. She did express her sadness that it appeared that today
was Linda's last day. Rick felt for his wife as he too had developed a
fondness for their new submissive. The love was more from a big brother
perspective than a lover. Without saying anything to her, he made the
decision to give Mistress X a call to see if she had any advice about
their difficulty in letting Linda leave.
By the time they returned to the bedroom, Linda was gone from the bed and
they could hear her shower running. Rick quickly dressed and told Jane
he had some work to do in the barn.
Jane got dressed in clothes appropriate for house cleaning and when done
with her makeup she strolled into Linda's bedroom. She choked a sob as
she saw Linda's suitcases sitting open on the floor. Looking at Linda
she realized that Linda too was conflicted with the pending end to the
contract.
"Come here hon," Jane said. Linda stepped over with to her a towel on
her head and a larger one wrapped around her chest. Jane patted the bed
and Linda sat beside her. They spent the next few minutes talking about
the past two weeks and they laughed at times and cried at others.
Eventually they both came to understand that this would not be the last
time they would see each other but that Linda DID have to return home.
With that decision made, Jane laid out the clothes she wanted Linda to
wear today and told Linda to meet her in the kitchen when she was done
dressing.
Over a small breakfast (the corset controlled that), Jane told Linda that
they would spend the majority of the day getting the house ready for the
party. When Linda seemed concerned about her serving duties, Jane
assured her that they had arranged for a suitable substitute. Tonight
Linda would be their sub and would be allowed to enjoy her last night of
servitude in relative comfort and with little stress. This seemed to
please Linda and she perked up but then stopped and asked if she could
request something of Mistress Jane.
"Of course my sweet slave, what is it?"
"Mistress, may I please wear my fox tail today? I don't have one of
those and the feeling of the tail swishing as I walk is nice!"
"Of course you can dear. Do you need any help with it?"
"No thank you Mistress" replied Linda as she practically skipped out of
the room.
The morning went well and by lunch time, they only had the den to fix up.
Rick came in from the barn and with a look to Jane that went unnoticed by
Linda, they stepped out to the patio while Linda prepared lunch.
Rick told Jane that he had spoke with Mistress X and that they had a very
fulsome discussion about their concern with Linda's pending departure.
He quickly filled her in before Linda slid open the patio door while
balancing food on a tray. Their quick conversation left Jane in a much
better frame of mind and they turned to enjoy the meal their slave had
prepared. Linda was a little quizzical about their suddenly upbeat
demeanour but put it down to their excitement about once again seeing
their kink friends in their home.
Following lunch, Jane and Linda tackled the organizing of the den and
employed Rick's muscle in moving furniture in what he swore was a
randomly generated pattern. Nevertheless they were all done by 4 and the
girls slipped away to begin getting ready.
Waiting on Linda's bed was a supple full length leather dress with a
built-in arm binder and a corset. Of course there were ballet boots but
these were gorgeous with beautiful piping and detailed inlays. The dress
appeared to have a hobble-like hem.
Seeing the dress and remembering that no bra was required reminded Jane
of another thing she needed to discuss. "Please sit down Linda. There's
another thing I have to share before we start getting ready." Once
seated, Jane continued, "I have been so busy these past two weeks that I
forgot to do something very important." Linda's heart fluttered slightly
and she felt a flush.
Jane continued, "I was supposed to order the breast form remover solvent
but it entirely slipped my mind. I have no way to cleanly remove your
breast forms. (Mentally crossing her fingers behind her back she
continued) Rick ordered some more this morning but it won't arrive until
sometime next week. We assumed you would want it sooner so we also
ordered some to be sent to your home."
Linda absorbed this new information and subconsciously ran her hands over
her breasts. She could feel her nipples harden beneath the forms. The
sensation was amazing, even after two weeks.
"That's OK Mistress, I have come to love my forms. My wife knows that I
traveled here enfemme and that I would likely be returning home the same
way. I am sure that I will be able to wear loose clothes or even bind
them somewhat until the solvent arrives. Thank you for being honest with
me and for not 'forcing' me to wear them home. Jane wasn't as confident
that Linda's breasts could be hidden so easily but she kept that thought
to herself.
With that, Jane gave Linda directions on how to prepare herself and then
stepped into her own room to get ready. Their guests would begin
arriving at 7 although the replacement servant would be there sooner.
The two women who stepped into the den at 6:30 could have been models for
a fetish magazine. Jane looked like the domme that she was, down to the
crop resting on her hip. Linda was also the epitome of a submissive.
The arm binder thrust her chest out and with the corset and enforced
posture of the ballet boots it may have been possible to balance a glass
on her heaving bosom. Hearing the grandfather clock chime the half hour,
Linda wondered where the service girl was. No sooner did she have the
thought, she hear the sound of slowly approaching high heels. Before
their owners appeared, Rick entered the den and came up behind Jane and
Linda. "Sorry for being late, our serving girl needed some
'encouragement' and her mistress asked for my help."
As he finished, Mistress Madge cleared the doorway with a leash in her
hand and a few seconds later her sub came into view. Linda gasped as she
saw Angie and Rick put his hands around her waist to steady her.
Madge stopped Slave Angie in the doorway, rotated her to face the front
door and asked Rick for one more bit of assistance. He scooted over and
she handed him a leather strap. Bending down, the strap was pulled
tightly around Angie's ankles, making her legs one. Standing up, he then
used a chair from the hall to stand up and grasping a thin strap that was
already attached to Angie, he attached the other end to a hook hidden in
the ceiling. Pulling it tight, there was no risk of Angie falling.
Mistress Madge beckoned with her index finger for Linda to approach.
Giving Linda a strong hug (which Linda was unable to return), Mistress
Madge spoke, "Linda, I cannot express enough my embarrassment for what my
submissive did to you in MY salon. While the work she did will fade, I
know that you will be faced with somehow hiding the work done by this
(she slapped a crop against Angie's side) reprobate." Linda began to
speak but Madge raised her index finger, stopping the reply. She
continued, "I debated how to address the disgrace of a slave of mine.
Please take a close look at this slave and let me assure you she will
NEVER (another slap of the crop) take advantage of another person again."
As Linda carefully looked over Angie she noted a number of things. To
begin with, the gag harness she was wearing and that was tied from the
ring on top of her head to the ceiling had an enormous ball in it with a
solid steel ring protruding from it. Linda had no idea how that large a
ball could have been inserted. That it was causing problems for Angie
was obvious as she was constantly swallowing the drool produced by the
monster in her mouth. This was made more difficult by the way her
braided hair was strapped down to an anal hook that disappeared under her
very short dress. While Angie's mascara had already begun to run, there
was no danger of her eyeliner or eyebrows fading. It was clear by the
still reddened edges that both had been permanently tattooed. Angie
tried to look at Linda but the angle of her head was too severe and she
turned her tear filled orbs upward.
Linda continued her observation of Angie's predicament and shuddered as
she saw the exposed d?colletage. It was obvious that the permanent
tattoo work had not ended with the face. Emblazoned on her chest and
disappearing under the lapels of the serving dress was a multi-coloured
image of a phoenix, the bird of legend that could return from the ashes.
Looking down, Linda put her hands under the tray that was attached to
Angie's exposed nipples and realized that she could almost put them
around Angie's waist.
Realizing that her tormentor had been dramatically punished, Linda
stepped back. As she prepared to return to Jane's side, Mistress Madge
spoke again. "I chose the phoenix as her tattoo in the hopes that with
time and proper oversight (another vicious slash to the hip of her
slave), that Slave Angie will finally understand her place in society and
become a valued member of our kink community with the good graces
expected as one of my submissives. Until then, she will be closely
watched and trained. Thank you again for your understanding and to all
of you, I apologize once more. Jane and Rick both nodded and applauded
Madge for her appropriate treatment of Angie.
The speech was perfectly timed for at that moment, the doorbell rang. As
the chime tolled Angie let out an anguished squeal. Rick laughed and
explained to Jane and Linda, "I'm sorry but I added another detail to
Angie's bondage. The doorbell has a bluetooth link to the egg inside her
vagina. She will feel a shock each time the bell rings. I told my
guests that we might not hear the bell so they should feel open to using
it generously. With that the bell rang again and Angie jerked in her
bondage.
Within a short period of time, all the guests had arrived and the party
was in full bloom. With the arrival of the last guest and her door
duties concluded, Angie was released from the ceiling bondage. A strict
neck corset collar was installed and she was encouraged to stroll as best
she could on her ballet boots through the group with the drinks on her
tray. Many times wandering hands found exposed parts of her anatomy or
tapped on the edge of the service tray. Jane was impressed that Linda
did not take advantage of Angie's predicament. For her part, Linda was
glad to see Angie punished but she did not feel it was appropriate for
her to add to the humiliation. Finally, Rick spoke quietly with Madge
and led Angie from the room. Jane explained to Linda that he was putting
her into one of the dungeon crates for a rest.
Linda was encouraged to circulate and she enjoyed talking with everyone
including the dominants. Mistress Stacey congratulated her on the grace
in which Linda managed the ballet boots, Stacey said she had never seen
such fast progress from a student. Linda chuckled at the student
comment.
Mistress Mary called Linda over and demonstrated to the Dom beside her
how well Linda was able to have her elbows touch within the arm binder.
The Dom asked if Mary would be willing to work her yoga magic on their
slave.
Finally, Linda worked up the nerve to approach Mistress Emily. Rick and
Jane noticed and casually strode over until they were standing unnoticed
behind Linda. "Excuse me Mistress Emily," said Linda respectfully.
Emily was holding the leash of her well bosomed slave who was wearing a
cat suit zippered to her neck. Despite the high neckline it was
impossible to miss the huge breasts straining the zipper. "I wonder if I
may enquire as to the health of your slave. When I last saw her it
appeared she was in some discomfort." Linda thought the slave may have
smiled behind her muzzle gag as Mistress Emily gazed at Linda.
Linda thought for a moment that she had perhaps violated a protocol but
then Mistress Emily glanced behind Linda and obviously received some sort
of signal. Turning, Linda saw Mistress Jane and Master Rick standing
behind her. The two of them were smiling.
"Of course you may ask my little submissive. It is very kind of you to
express concern for a fellow slave. You are correct, my little sub was
upset when you last saw her. I am pleased to say that the surgery went
splendidly. In fact you could say that it is as if she had never been
cut." With that she slowly unzipped the suit with the built in brassiere
and removed two large and realistic forms! It suddenly dawned on Linda
that she had been 'had' that night and in fact no surgery had taken
place! In an instant she understood that it had been another test of her
trust of Master Rick and she felt a flush of embarrassment for her lack
of trust before joining the group in the laughter. When the group calmed
down, Mistress Emily explained that the idea had come to her because her
slave DID want augmentation but only to a C or perhaps a D. In fact, she
was scheduled for the surgery next week in a hospital that specialized in
such procedures. Linda turned to her owners and gave each a hug,
thanking them for their expertise in training methods.
The party continued for some time and at one point, Mistress Madge pulled
Linda aside and handed her a business card. "This card is for a salon
near your home. The owner is a dear friend of mine and is also in a kink
relationship. Her husband is her receptionist at the salon and I doubt
you would ever know that she is a he. I know you will be driving home
enfemme. My friend will gladly see you privately to assist with the wig
removal. She will also remove those nails for you and might be able to
assist with the eyeliner and eyebrows. If you ever a desire to have
acrylics applied again, you can trust that she will respect your privacy
and will provide as good a service as my salon." Linda thanked Mistress
Madge very much as this had been a concern for Linda once she got home.
Around midnight, Rick returned with slave Angie. She had some of her
bondage removed although the gag remained. The ballet shoes had been
replaced with six inch heels and a short chain hobble. Mistress Madge
said her goodbyes, collected her slave and left. Soon, all the guests
were gone. The slaves had done a quick but thorough job of cleaning up
the food and dirty dishes. Master Rick and Mistress Jane sat on the sofa
in front of the fireplace with Linda (still in her arm binder and
apparently not suffering any ill effects) between them. Jane shared her
glass of wine with Linda and they enjoyed rehashing elements of the past
two weeks and the evening's reveals. Linda was amazed that she had been
fooled by the surgery scam and Jane again apologized for forgetting the
breast form remover.
With a six hour drive facing Linda the next day they decided to call it a
night and this time Linda slept in her bed. Despite all that had
happened and with the uncertainty of the pending drive and return home
with her body modifications, Linda slept well.
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