The Moonlit Cellar
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Satan's Cellar
by obohobo
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MF NC
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This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or otherwiseis purely coincidental, etc.
Copyright 2005
Chapter 1. Judy
'… and I walked painfully home with my poor bottom on fire just likeit was after my initiation into Satan's Cellar in Dinton a year ago.' Judyread that line over and over. It was almost a throwaway line in the story she'ddownloaded from an adult site, describing the plight of a woman submittingherself to the domination of a strict master. The word that caught Judy's attentionwas 'Dinton'. Dinton, the neighbouring town where she was going to attend thesixth form college next term.
Judy enjoyed stories where the heroine was frequently punished and forcedto sexually submit to men and women in the most outrageous ways. The fingersof her left hand, now slimy and coated with juice, furiously masturbated hercunt while her still clean right hand repeatedly hit the 'page down' key. Readingthe story for a second time she pondered, "Is Satan's Cellar a real placeor just a figment of the author's imagination? Is it real or is it fiction?" Firstshe checked to see if the date on the BDSM Library heading was current. Itwas. "Maybe it's in the phone book." It wasn't. "Try Dinton'sTourist Information Centre Site." Nothing. A Google search on "Satan'sCellar" and "Dinton" only came up with the story she alreadyhad. These negative results only made Judy more determined to find an answer. "It'sprobably a fictional place but it's odd the author chose a small town likeDinton. From a few other clues within the story Judy guessed he or she mustlive locally. Probably a she from her pseudonym, 'timidpeahen' and from theway the story was written."
For a while she studied the header information and debated whether or notto email timidpeahen. At sixteen years old, she knew she shouldn't have accessedthe site but knowing her way around computers she had long ago thwarted theNet Nanny programme her mother thought was installed. Neither of her parentswere around much these days and even if they were, they were not computer literateand would have to come right into her room before they could see the screen.After much hesitation, she decided to email the author using her web emailaccount in the name of Obfus-Kate.
>Dear timidpeahen
I very much enjoyed your story, Satan's Cellar and as I live closeto Dinton, I wondered if Satan's Cellar was a real place and if it is,where I might find it. I would love to experience some of the things youdid and had done to you.
Obfus-Kate>
Next morning she had a reply.
>Dear Obfus-Kate
Yes, the place is real but it is a private club whose members arenecessarily quite wealthy or who are sponsored by a member. Sorry, forsecurity reasons I cannot give you the location at this time. How muchexperience do you already have?
timidpeahen>
Over the course of several more emails Judy explained that she had no experienceof sex or of being beaten except when she had tried self-flagellation witha belt and with a whip she'd made from bootlaces. "It wasn't very successful," shetold timidpeahen, "Partly because I couldn't swing either the belt orthe whip very well and partly because I wasn't tied down and helpless. I wasalso able to stop at any time and there was only my finger for sex afterwards.I did once force myself to hit my cunt twenty times with the whip, which madeit very sore for a couple of days even though I didn't hit very hard." Whenasked to describe herself, Judy replied, "I am a large girl, 5' 10" tall,large framed and rather plump and I'm quite well endowed in the boob department.The main problem is that I'm very shy and spend most of my spare time on thiscomputer looking at sex sites particularly those with a BDSM content. I don'tseem to be able to hold a conversation with boys but am better when anonymouson email." She lied and said she was eighteen years old.
>Hi O-Kate
I would like to meet you. Would Saturday in Denton Park by thebandstand at 10.30 be okay? I will wear a red jacket with a light yellowskirt. That should be distinctive enough. You can call me Carol.
Timidpeahen>
For mid-June the weather was cool with showers off and on. Judy arrived atthe park on time and shortly afterwards saw the petit Carol walking along thepath towards her. For a few moments she just stood there, ready to turn onher heels and walk away and probably would have if Carol had not called out, "Kate?" Judylooked around, but no one else turned their heads. "Kate," Carolcalled again. There was no escape now. Carol gave her a hug. "I guessedit was you from your description and the way you looked startled and frightenedwhen I called," Carol went on, "Look, its not a very nice day tosit and talk outside, let's go to Molly's Tea Room and grab a coffee. We cantalk there."
For a while they talked of inconsequential things, just getting to know eachother but soon their conversation was interrupted by an influx of customerstwo of whom were girls she knew from school. "Hi Judy, may we join you?" Emmaasked, "Haven't seen you in here before. Who's your friend?" Blushing,Judy introduced Carol as a penfriend she'd just met, which wasn't far fromthe truth." They talked for a few moments, or at least the two girls andCarol did. Judy retreated into her shell and kept quiet.
Sizing up the situation, Carol stood and said, "We'd better get someshopping done before the morning goes altogether." When they were outside,Carol spoke quietly, "So Judy's your real name, well Judy you have a choice,get on the bus and go back home or come to my place and be punished for lyingto me. I only live ten minutes walk away. Come with me and we'll explore yourdesires in a practical way or leave for the bus. It's up to you. I know you'llbe taking a risk but that's part of the excitement surely? I promise you though,there will only be the two of us there and you won't be badly hurt." Carolwalked away. For some minutes Judy stood watching the red coated figure makeher way through the crowded street and then took off after her.
"Come in," Carol invited the girl and when safely inside ordered, "Gointo my bedroom and take off all your clothes. Everything. Then come into thelounge and be prepared for a hard spanking." Judy hesitated. "Doit and get a move on!" Carol snapped, "Otherwise it will be morethan a spanking you'll be getting."
Shaking a little Judy did as she was told. "I guess this is where Ifind out if I really want this slave thing," she said to herself as sheundressed, "It will be my first real hiding. Will I be able to take it?I know she won't like my big fat body when she sees it." Shyly coveringher breasts with her arms and keeping her legs as close together as possible,Judy entered the lounge.
"Hands behind your head," Carol ordered, "I want a good lookat you. A look and a feel." She was a little over awed by the girl's physicalsize when compared to her own much smaller body. "It will be okay as longas I keep in control," Carol told herself. Judy started to shake a littlewhen felt Carol's arms around her neck and the older woman stretched up andkissed her. A long sensuous kiss. One like she imagined her male lover mightkiss her. "Keep your hands where they are and kiss back," Carol whispered.Judy did and when she felt Carol's tongue trying to gain and entrance she openedher mouth and allowed it to enter. Never before had she felt the thrill ofkisses like this and was disappointed when Carol pulled away without any comment.
Moments later Judy's boobs received Carols attention. "You said youwere well endowed, Judy and I can see what you mean. The men will love themand so do I." Carol suckled and massaged first one tit and then the otheruntil Judy could feel wetness between her legs and was murmuring and givinglittle cries of delight. "Did you ever try whipping your tits like youdid your cunt Judy?"
"Yes, but not hard and it isn't easy to do more that flick the whip.Even that hurt quite badly. I don't know how the women in the stories couldstand it."
"They do, Judy, they do, especially when they are helpless and cannotdo otherwise. I speak from personal experience, Judy. It does hurt like hellbut it often gets me horny too so there are compensations. Breasts the sizeof yours will attract the cane like a magnet whereas my smaller ones are moreoften whipped just for punishment and not for the pleasure of seeing them bouncearound. Think about that Judy if you really think about joining the club."
Slowly Carol's lips worked their way down Judy's body and between her legs. "Thisbird's nest will have to go too, Judy. Either you'll have to keep shaving,which is a pain or you'll have to have electrolysis. It is rare for the mastersand mistresses to like a hair-covered cunt. Some don't mind if there is a smalldecorative patch but not this amount. I'll do it for you later if you like." Carol'sfingers and tongue probed the younger girl's vagina and quickly brought herto a climax.
"Well you certainly seemed to enjoy that my girl. You certainly seemto have plenty of sex drive in that body of yours," Carol commented. Judyblushed. "Now it's my turn. Come." Carol led her back into the bedroomand unashamedly undressed in front of Judy. She then lay spread-eagled on thebed. "Do unto me as I did unto you," Carol laughed misquoting somepassage from the scriptures. Still feeling very exited and sexually stimulated,Judy took her time exploring her new friend's much smaller body. The fine redlines that decorated her arse, the front of her thighs and her breasts, particularlyintrigued her. They were obviously not too recent but they must have been painfulwhen they were administered. She asked about them.
"They marked the end of my year of being a slave. I can now be a masterif I wish or I can continue as a sub," Carol explained. "Now thoughit is time for me to punish you for lying to me."
"I'm sorry Carol. I didn't want to reveal my real name on a first visitand obfuscate means to blur or hide so I guessed you would know…."
"That wasn't what I was talking about Judy. You're right, I guessedKate was a false name. I wasn't worried about that. What is much more seriousand what could have got me into a lot of trouble was the fact that you liedabout your age. You are not eighteen, you're only sixteen or at most just seventeenlike those schoolgirls in Molly's. How old are you really Judy?"
"Sixteen," she whispered, "I'm sorry. I thought I could looklike eighteen and I knew I should not have accessed the site."
"You know you cannot join Satan's Cellar until you are eighteen exceptif your parents sign a consent form. Both parents. Even then you will haveto start as a trainee and then do full slave training when you're eighteen,if someone sponsors you."
"They'll never do that," Judy began to weep, "They'd neveragree."
"I didn't say they would have to agree, I said they had to sign a consentform. Not quite the same thing Judy." She gave a mischievous grin andJudy caught her train of thought
"Maybe I could get them to do that," Judy thought out loud. "Theyoften have to sign school forms for me and rarely do they read the forms first."
"You deserve a spanking for that as well," Carol laughed, "Willyour parents expect you home anytime soon?"
"I left a note to say I would be gone all day, and would be lookingfor somewhere to stay while I attend college. If they are in, they will probablyexpect me home at teatime. I can leave a message on the answerphone if I amgoing to be later than that. My last bus leaves at 6:45 though."
"I think I can solve two of your problems at one go then. I can driveyou home and I can offer you a room at a nominal rent provided I have accessto your body at weekends or when you are free of college work. Does that appealto you?"
"That sounds great Carol, really great. Thanks you."
"First though, there is the little matter of your spanking and hereI must warn you that I can be very cruel when I get a helpless girl or boyto thrash. I shan't spare your arse Judy. It will be tender for several days.You said you couldn't do what you wanted to yourself, now you can find outwhat it is really like to feel the strap bite into your soft flesh. You willbe fastened down so you can do nothing to stop me once I start. "It'syour choice now. Lie face down on the bed or get dressed and catch the bus."
Judy didn't hesitate. This was what she had dreamed of. She had a vague ideahow much it would hurt and this would be a chance for her to find out. "MayI use the loo first?" was all she said.
"Whap!" The leather paddle hit Judy's arse with considerable force.Her body bucked under the impact but the bindings held her in position. Sheexpected pain, but not this bad but she tried not to cry out. In any case thegag muffled her cries. "Whap!" the paddle descended again, and thenagain. Carol laughed at her discomfiture. "I'm only just starting Judy.Plenty more to come and just think how lucky you are that this is not a caneor a whip." Still taunting her victim, Carol kept the paddle strikingthe reddening buttocks. At first Judy felt nothing but the hell of pain butslowly a warm feeling flowed into her vaginal area, her cunt flowed with wetnessand she climaxed.
Shortly after Carol released her. Tears flowed down Judy's face as she massagedher sore bum but she didn't complain of her treatment. Her climax was one ofthe best she ever experienced. Now though the soreness was coming to the fore. "Youtook that very well and orgasmed, I didn't expect that my girl. Time we hada shower and some lunch," Carol said.
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