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Dom In Training
"This champagne is nice. Expensive?
"Krystahl usually is. It's an indulgence and glad you like it." Sandra coylysmiled to her friend Gloria and clinked her half-filled flute of bubbly withher friend's. "But then I've saved my greatest 'indulgence' for last…"Gloriaand the other two young women giggled bemusedly at the titillating comment.Jackie, the youngest of the guests, finished her glass and sat erect on hersection of the wraparound sofa.
"Is it a New Pair of Shoes," the redhead hopefullyasked.
Sandra slowly shook her curly blonde head in answer to the impetuous query,uncrossed her long fishnets and arose from her cushy chair. Towering aboveher friends she said, "Better. If you really wish to know, and I know thatall of you do-follow me. Stilettos clicked across the oak floor. Six mainlysilken thighs sleeked, maneuvering to follow closely behind their hostess'slead. Reaching the closed cellar their owners stopped, practically on top ofeach other as Sandra pivoted and faced them. "Anxious to see are we?" She smiledgiven her position, the obvious eagerness of the others and slight tipsinessfrom the champagne. With a warning finger to her blood-red lips she said, "NowI know you are all eager, but be careful of these steps…" With thatadmonition Sandra unlocked the cellar door, turned on the light above the woodensteps, and began the steps downward, under her house.
"My very own slave," she proclaimed as the others bunched behind. In themuted light kneeled a chained male dressed only in what looked to be a leatherpunishment hood. "Oh he's got a few miles on him, but he works out every dayand under that macho hood is a full head of hair-all his, a lovely nose, lusciouslips and beautiful eyes. Here," Sandra said and ignited a gas fireplace. "Let'sthrow more light on my….uhm, Indulgence."
Two golden studs glimmered from the broad and lightlyoiled chest but the shaven cock and balls drew the most attention. Seeing whereall eyes were focused, Sandra proudly said, "I debilitated them myself. Justthe package part and dabbed a little around the nipples. I left the rest 'causeI do enjoy some hair. Pretty, aren't they?" From the denuded balls Sandra heldin her hand and the one scarlet fingernail she used to flick at one of thechest studs piercing the nipples, the others quickly nodded in agreement.
One of the braver of the guests ventured to ask, "What's its name?"
Sandra let the genitals drop and stopped her flicking. "A curious one. Slavecalls himself "faibhar" and despite the name he is neither from the MiddleEast, nor some sort of digestive aide designed to keep one regular." She chuckled. "Heactually is a dom-in-training and today is to be his graduation day. Claimsthe name just came to him."
"Oh…"
Crackling firelight showed enough. The kneelingslave despite his overall tan and face-hiding hood was a Caucasian of somesort. And a well developed one at that. Faint breathing showed what was thebeginning, or end, of an actual four-pack.
"But what kind of a host would I be," Sandra said to her fixated audienceof three, "If I did not share my Indulgence with all of my guests?" She movedto another wall, fiddled with the thermostat and said, "With the fireplacenow lit, the heat on High, and your own energies it's time to have fun!" Theothers whooped and hollered as their hostess moved to a mini refrigerator,opened its door and removed chilled glasses with a fresh bottle of champagne. "Timeto par-teee!" Plenty of bantering revolved around the "graduation" that Sandrahad mentioned. Summa cum laude, e.g., easily became Some Cum Loudly.
"But let me also say on a more serious note that slave faibhar has contractedto not only be my slave, but a pain slut too! And, nor fears ladies. This onehas been checked out for any of those icky STDee's and the HIV test turnedout negative. So with that reassurance have at it!" Sandra said as she peeledoff her tank top and wiggled free of her spangled micro. All she wore underneathwas a thong-which she also removed. The fishnet stockings being thigh-highsshe kept those on, along with her heels.
The others followed suit-or actually, sans suit soon leaving all naked.Some remained standing close to Sandra and the slave while others reclinedon the wraparound sofa and sipped from their fresh flutes. All watched as theirhost freed the slave's arms from the chains and then forced his arms downward.
"These," she said as she fingered a golden stud. "Are,I think we all agree, pretty but…" In her hand she held two silver rings.Underneath the waiting slave she replaced the studs with the rings and hookedto each slender chains. "These," she showed her guests after she had scoopedup more items, "are one pound weights. We'll start with them."
What were once defined pectorals distorted to conicalshapes as the weights attached to the nipples pulled skin and flesh. Sandraattached a black collar around his neck. To it another slender chain was pulledtaught-its other end hooked onto the tiny ring piercing just below the cockhead. Those seated and standing oohed and aahed.
"Time to ride. Who wants to join me?" Gloria, herbrunette hair swinging, muscled the others out of the way and straddled theslave's slick back just behind where Sandra sat. "For good measure I waddedcotton in his ears before I put on the helmet. His only sense is his mouthand tongue and believe me girls," Sandra also giggled, "That's enough!" Gloriaran her hands over the smooth, full breasts of Sandra, scissoring her nipplesbetween her fingers humming as she did..
"Let's go to Jackie first." The nude redhead heardher name and plopped into the sofa cushion. Sandra moved the slave on whichshe and Gloria rode in Jackie's direction. The heavy weights dragged behind.Jackie extended a leg. Sandra pushed down on the punishment mask. Jackie closedher eyes and reveled in the sensation of her toe being lavishly sucked andlicked by the masked male.
Steaming estrogen combined with other heat sourcesto sweat all, especially the crawling slave who serviced more than one betweenspread thighs, sucking toes and licking shins. At Sandra's suggestion anothertall blonde rammed a small dildo trailing horse tail-like floggers into theslave's ass. Through the unzippered mouth of the helmet he cried out as thedildo was inserted. Gloria, still riding behind Sarah, grabbed a cane and beatat the slave's legs, reddening them. More champagne was consumed. Not satisfiedwith her leg caning, Gloria got off and caned the slave's lower back. In responsehe lapped dog-like at the new set of toes presented. Aside from the orgiasticprincipals, the cellar resembled more a steam bath than the furnished lowerroom that it really was with the collared slave serving all.
"Help me," Sandra said as she maneuvered a longpole into the center of the room. Sunken tank spots in the ceiling illuminatedwith the flick of another switch. The slave was turned over, the pole underhis lower back. Arms and ankles were attached to floor rings. The pole wasraised. Gloria, her agenda flamed by the earlier caning, grabbed a single strandwhip and struck at the bowed figure's abdomen. Occasionally, she would flickto tip of the whip at the exposed bare testicles. "Sandra wiped more perspirationfrom her brow. Raising the slave draped over the pole was hard work.
As Gloria whipped the slave, Sandra said to thetall brunette next to her, "Your turn now Sparx. But first, let's add moreweights to these chains". Brown nipple meat now turned a reddish white bentfurther backward as the weights were added. Sandra pulled down another thinchain from above and handed its end to Sparx. She then released the collarchain attached to the cock ring and hooked it to the ceiling chain.
Gloria had ceased her flailing. Red welts markedthe sweaty torso. Bellow the suspended slave the trailing horse-tail/dildobarely moved. Pulled upward rose the glistening shaft. Sparx attached thinwires to the already stretched base of the cock.
"Time for fireworks, girls!" Sandra watched withthe others as Sparx applied the electricity from the small transformer sheheld. The slave writhed. More volts were applied. A nipple chain swung wildly.Blood ran down the heaving chest as the nipple ring tore free. A thin trailof steam or smoke climbed above the towering cock. The slave's yells reverberatedthe cellar.
Sparx used her Frenched nails to switch "Off" thejuice. She, along with the others watched intently as the slave's cock continuedto pulsate. The slave gasped as cum shot up. Caught in the lights the spurtinggeyser resembled a Roman candle igniting. Creamy white goo covered the cockhead, shaft and slithered to pool at the cock's base. Eventually gobs of gismwould plop to the floor. The slave hung limply; wet, whipped and bleeding.
Sandra spoke first and said, "Well, that's aboutit. Grad party's over. We've all had enough fun with my Indulgence. Help melower this slave…" On her way out, one of the booted guests kicked theprone slave in the ribs. He groaned and slowly rolled onto his messy frontfrom the force of the blow and slipped into a deep sleep.
Many hours later he awoke. Hands free he painfullyremoved the punishment hood, threw it away, shook his hair, rubbed his eyesand got to his feet. Looking around at what had been his confinement, his eyessaw that the only other person present in the cellar was Sandra. She nakedlysprawled on the sofa, hands outstretched, a flogger between her sculpted whitethighs.
"Good morning, Master Faibhar. Your slave awaitsyou."
Graduation, it seems, had come at last…
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