20; New trainer – New rules, of course…

Those are the rules provided by Miss Kitti. Actually most of them are a matter of course to me.

1.       I have to be enclosed in rubber in Miss Kitti’s presence. When ANYONE asks me to change ANYTHING, I will inform them I am Miss Kitti's trainee, and under her orders
2.       I will kneel at all times in all places
3.       I will address everyone I meet in any situation as Miss or Sir, as appropriate
4.       I will remain within 1 meter of Miss Kitti at all times
5.       My attention will be upon Miss Kitti and nothing else
6.       If I receive a message I will inform them I am with Miss Kitti and cannot speak. Then I will inform Miss Kitti
7.       I will not have romantic interludes or sex with anyone without Miss Kitti’s expressed permission. I am Miss Kitti’s slut and she will tell me who to fuck and when
8.       When speaking to ANYONE I will be the very picture of demure. I will be polite, kind and ready to serve
9.       I have to log on and log off at the very spot Miss Kitti defined

19; My new trainers

Last time I was with Lady Diane I told her about the problems with Miss Maximus. That we hardly see each other, that when we meet she is mostly occupied by her tenants. And that, as a result of those problems, I have not received much of a training yet. Lady Diane relieved Miss Maximus of my training and told me she would train me herself. And when she is not around my trainer will be Kitti.

Since Miss Kiwi was with us at that time we were put in a competition. The task was to suck as many cocks or eat as many pussys as possible. For this purpose we were brought to a rape area. The place was crowded with men and a few women. I myself got three blowjobs started but was not able to complete them. The first man just disappeared without any warning (I think he crashed). The second one just went away in the middle of the job. I must have scared him off by insisting on doing the job in local chat and not in IM. 

And then the last one… Oh my, was he cute. He looked like Ra from the movie Stargate and was the only one of my customers that approached me himself. The funny thing is he did not want a blowjob at all. He wanted to flirt with me and I must say he was pretty much of a gentleman. If I had not been on the competition I would have gladly explored this strange encounter of the third kind further on. It took some convincing but eventually he was willing to provide me with his very human looking dick. Sadly the time was up when I was about to begin. Ra gave me a single red rose as a farewell gift. What a man… (or thing?)

So at the end I scored three half blowjobs while Miss Kiwi completed at least one. But although the prize for winning was rather tempting, to win was not my first intention in this competition. The sole purpose of this game was to train Miss Kiwi in slutty behavior. And I knew if I would not have put my best in it or if she was alone on this blowjob journey she would not have felt the need to improve herself very much. Of course I envy her a little about winning a night with Lady Diane but her training is more important than my personal feelings.

Now I have to speak out apologies to Miss Maximus and Miss Kitti. 

It seemed Lady Diane felt that Miss Maximus failed in her task to train me. In a manner of speaking I agree but I sincerely hope I did not put Miss Maximus in too much trouble by reporting our problems to Lady Diane.

And to Miss Kitti who had stated one day that she does not wish to train me. I already apologized to her in SL but I think of it as appropriate to write it down here as well.

Of course I got a new name. Lady Diane named me cunt. So it’s not Diane’s slut anymore, its Diane’s cunt from now on. Kitti on the other hand ordered me to pick five names I would like. Then she would decide which one suited me the most. Later when we were joined by Miss Kiwi they seemed pretty fond of the name “dirt” for me. Lady Diane, who joined us only minutes later, also agreed. But orders are orders, so here is my choice of names:

1.       Andromeda, a girl in Greek mythology that was chained to a rock in order to be sacrificed to a monster sent by Poseidon.
2.       Vina, a human girl who posed as an Orion slave girl that tried to seduce Captain Christopher Pike in the unaired pilot “The Cage” of Star Trek the Original Series.
3.       Mary Bellows, the unlucky girl from Nick Cave’s song “The Kindness of Strangers”
4.       Nelli, a noble Hungarian girl who had to marry a man she hated because of her father’s early death from Laszlo Nemeth’s novel "Loathing"
5.       Gwendoline, who has not heard of the comic adventures of Sweet, Sweet Gwendoline masterly drawn by the hands of John Willie?
 

So much for the names. Either way I am glad to be rid of puppy. As Lady Diane said herself: “this is not a Lassie movie”.

When Lady Diane joined us, Miss Kiwi was about to demonstrate her new flogger on me. With Lady Diane’s permission she carried on and lectured me about the many uses of a flogger. After that she pulled out a metal riding crop. First she heated it up in the fire and then she cooled it down again on my already sore body. I know the marks will be there for several weeks but that moment I got the idea of having a branding on my inner thigh that says “Vacky”.

Later on I was tied up on a rack and Lady Diane showed Miss Kiwi, who is in training to be a domme, how to extend her abilities in torturing slaves. I think that is a very good thing to do, because Miss Kiwi is still to tender-hearted to be a convincing domme. The torture itself consisted of some acupuncture needles in my body and electroshocks applied through them. Well, the shocks hurt like hell but the torture itself was not that creative. At least not to someone that has seen so many InSex and Hardtied movies as I did. 

I hope next time it will get interesting. (Oh dear, am I gonna get my ass busted for that…)

Diane’s cunt a.k.a dirt

18; Break-in at an SM-Studio - Part Two

Calliope kissed me again. I hope you enjoy the conclusion of my story.

Dedicated to Vacky Admiral who miraculously put my heart of stone back on fire.

Fantasy - Break-in at an SM-Studio – Part two

By Laronella Twine

Days went slow for Laronella. Whatever she did, the only thing she could think about was her next encounter with Miss Maximus. And then the nights… Miss Maximus had forbidden her slave to even touch her pussy. The only time Laronella was allowed to touch between her legs was for hygienic purposes. And even then Miss Maximus had ordered her to do it with cold water only. Days went slow for Laronella…

Whenever she arrived at work she engaged her autopilot and went through the day automatically. Since she was not much of a social type and never made many friends at work, no one noticed anyway. Doing her work with her hands, her mind was always with Miss Maximus. 

All the time she fantasized of being tied up and used again. The time was ripe for some Selfbondage. So she decided to take the day before the reunion with her Mistress off.

That day she slept in and got up well rested in the late morning. After her morning cleaning she dressed herself and went to the kitchen for some breakfast. Well, “dressed” is not exactly the right word. She only wore a thong and her nippleclamps. Thinking of her Selfbondage the whole time, Laronella rushed through her breakfast with a cup of coffee and a slice of bread with some butter. After that she went to her living room and prepared the things needed for her Selfbondage.

Although her job provided her with enough money to make a good living, there was not much left at the end of the month. For that reason she had no fancy bondage gear. The things she had was some rope from the sailors store and some tape. And of course the nippleclamps she had gotten from Miss Maximus. She pulled out her stuff from a heavy chest and put the chest itself in the middle of the room. She put a wooden board on the top of the chest. Since the top lid of the chest was even there was no danger the board would fall off by itself. On two sides of the chest the board ledged out about 30 centimeters. Laronella put a pair of scissors on the ledge that was opposite the kitchen door. Next she took the ropes and the tape and went back to the kitchen. The first thing she did in the kitchen was taking of her panties. They were already soaking wet with her juices. Laronella rolled them up and stuffed them into her mouth. To make sure the gag would stay where it belongs she taped her mouth shut with the duct tape. Actually she hated cloth gags but since she had nothing else that was the only thing available to keep her quiet when she would, without any doubt, have to cry out later. Out of a kitchen drawer Laronella took a long cord and 21 cloth pins. She tied the pins to the cord in specific distances. The other end of the cord she tied to the kitchen table making sure the length of the cord was about halfway to the chest.

Now it was time for the actual tie. Laronella lay down on her back and started to tie her legs one by one into a hog. After she had done that she took the pins and attached them to her body. Five on each inner thigh, five on each outer labia and the last one to her clit. Then she rolled over on her stomach. Until this time she had worn the nippleclamps with its chain dangling down. She took them off and gasped in hardly through her nose when she felt the blood rushing back in her nips. Quickly Laronella put the chain around her neck and attached the clamps again to her hurting nipples. The last pieces of rope were prepared in a way she had learned on the internet:

She tied the cinch noose to her foot bindings as short as possible. Last but not least she took more duct tape and blindfolded herself with it. 

The moment had finally come. Laronella reached back and put her left wrist into the wrist coil. She had to stretch back to reach the cinch noose but she managed to slip it over the coil. The tricky part was to get her right hand into the already very tight wrist coil. To do so she grabbed the rope from the cinch noose with her left hands and pulled as hard as she could. So she was able to put her right wrist in the coil. After her wrists were in place she simply had to let go the rope from the cinch noose. It almost automatically pulled itself tight and captured her wrists. As always the first thing she did when she was in bondage was to test the bonds. Wriggling and struggling around Laronella tried to loosen the ropes and to reach the knots. It did not long for her to realize she had done quite a thorough job in tying herself up. Just like always…

Already covered in sweat she started her journey to the chest. Moving was very difficult in that strict hogtie Laronella had put herself in. Very slowly she traveled centimeter by centimeter towards the chest. Suddenly she bumped into the kitchen wall. Lucky for her the door was in a corner of the room so she knew exactly to what direction she had to turn. Every move was exhausting and since it was next to impossible for her to keep the head still her nipples soon felt as if they were on fire. She mumbled a few curses into her gag for applying the nippleclamps around her neck but it was too late to change that.

When she was past the door she felt a tug on her inner thighs. She knew the cord had tensioned and soon the cloth pins would be ripped off. After taking a short pause and a few deep breaths through her nose Laronella proceeded. But the pins were not ripped off suddenly. Since she moved only very slowly the first two pins slid along her skin making the area they were pinching smaller. One does not have to be a genius in physics to know that the same force on a smaller area means increased discomfort. Little by little the other pins on her thighs went of the same way. Laronella had left some slag between the pins and especially between the sections. When she felt the tugging on her labia she made an attempt to move faster. She wanted those pins to be ripped off as fast as possible. But faster movement also meant more shaking of the head. Although the choice was hers, either way she had to endure the pain in her nipples or in her pussy lips. Miss Maximus would have been proud of poor Laronella.

The decision favored the nipples. Laronella kept her head at the lowest and continued towards the chest. Soon she felt the tug on her pussy. Between those pins was not much place for slag in the cord, so this time she felt all ten off them being pulled on simultaneously. The outer labia however were thicker than the skin on her thighs. This caused the pins to hold on much better. Laronella’s cunt was torn backwards and she whimpered into her gag. A few centimeters later all the pins on her pussy lips were ripped off violently and she cried her pain into the gag. Laronella had to take a break at this point. She did not dare to move even one muscle. 

About fifteen minutes later the pain dampened and she started to move again. The pin on her clit was still there providing her with pain. But that pain was insignificant compared to the pain she would have when it went off. Very carefully she advanced her body on the floor. When she felt the tug on her clit she bit on her gag as hard as possible. Laronella jumped her hips to make the pin go off quickly. When it did it hurt so much she saw stars in front of her eyes. Her bite on the gag increased, making the mixture of drool and her juices flowing down her throat. The sudden flow made her cough and choke it up again. Since her mouth was sealed shut all the juice went out her nose. When her nose was free again Laronella gasped for air discovering that the scent had been caught up inside her nose. With no other choice than to smell her own juices at every breath she continued the journey to her freedom.

Sometime later she finally bumped into the chest. Now she had to make to the scissors fall off the board. Since the chest itself was too heavy to move it while tied up Laronella knew she had to simply tilt the board with her head. Or so she thought at least. Well aware of the pain this would cause in her nipples she lifted her head. But the only thing she felt was her hair touching the board. No matter how much effort she put in it she was barely able to touch the board this way. Obviously she had underestimated the height of the chest. Trying not to panic she drew in deep breathes of pussy-scented air. 

In her second attempt she crawled a little toward the chest and lifted her head. This way she was able to rest her head on the chests side. Again she moved her body further to the chest and lifted her head. The pain in the nipples was unbearable but Laronella had no other choice than to work her way up in this painful way. At a point where she thought she could not take any more she finally felt her head touching the board. With a quick move and a loud cry into her gag she hit the board and heard the scissors falling to the floor. A sigh of relief left her nose. After another rest Laronella crawled on the other side of the chest until she felt the touch of cold steel on her tits. She adjusted her position accordingly and rolled over on her back. At last her hands were able to grab the scissors and with a little twisting of her wrist she managed to cut the cinch noose loose. Preparing for a last final wave of pain she reached to her nipples and detached both clamps at once. When the blood rushed back into her pained nipples the blindfold collected her rivers of tears. 

After she regained composure she tried to touch her nipples and pussy. And although it brought back the pain she was not able to pull her hands back and began to fondle her privates. She remembered her last time with Miss Maximus and how she had learned to make the pain add to her lust. Subconsciously she had built up lust during the whole session but now she became aware that this arousal was induced by the pain. Working hard on her tits and pussy Laronella’s body soon shook in the grip of an intense orgasm. When she had calmed down again she realized that she had just disobeyed Miss Maximus’ direct orders. She removed her blindfold and gag and with a guilty conscience she began to clean up.

When Laronella arrived at Miss Maximus’ office the next day she was very nervous. She kneelt before Kitti’s desk and looked mostly on the floor.

“Hello Laronella. How are you?”

“I am fine, thank you. I hope you are as well.”

“Thanks darling. Why do you keep staring at the floor? Look at me!”

Laronella lifted her head and looked at Kitti. At the instant their eyes met, Kitti smiled and shook her head slightly. She picked up the phone and dialed a short number.

“Miss Maximus? This is Kitti. Laronella has arrived.”

…

“Yes Mistress. Oh, and Miss Maximus?”

…

Kitti’s smile broadened.

“She has that certain look on her face you like so much.”

…

“Gladly Miss Maximus. I will see to it immediately.”

Kitti hung up the phone and faced Laronella again.

“Have you been bad, girl”?

Laronella gulped and faced the floor again. Her reply was merely a faint whisper.

“I am afraid so Miss. Please forgive me.”

“It’s not me who has to forgive you darling. Tell me what you did.”

Laronella told Kitti about her Selfbondage and how she pleased herself afterwards.

“Very creative girl, but that won’t save you. Now come with me.”

Kitti went to a curtain and drew it aside. Behind it was a cage with a wooden post in the middle. Laronella was told to take off her jacket and blouse and to get inside the cage. Once inside Laronella had to kneel in front of the post. Kitti took Laronellas hands and cuffed them to the top of the post. In front of the cage there was another curtain. Kitti reached out of the cage and drew the second curtain open a little, revealing a view off the street outside the office. When the slave realized she was in a showcase she panicked and began to struggle against the cuffs.

“It’s no use struggling bitch. Like it or not, this is where your punishment begins.”

“But what about the passers-by? They all will see me. Please Miss. Don’t do this to me.”

“Of course they will see you. That’s the point girl. But don’t you worry. I will apply a blindfold on you so nobody will see your whole face.”

“And what if children come by Miss?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. We are in a red light district. And now keep your mouth shut. I have the authority to silence you with all means necessary.”

Laronella sighed in defeat.

“Yes Miss. I will be good.”

Kitti laughed when she heard that.

“If you would have been good in the first place, you would not have to endure this punishment.”

From behind the curtain Kitti pulled out a pair of nippleclamps and put them on Laronellas nips. Attached to the middle of the clamps chain was another chain that reached out to the street through a small hole in the window. Kitti picked up a sign and held it before Laronellas face.

 “Disobedient slave !!!

Feel free to give the chain a yank.

Mistress Tyee Maximus”

Laronella was speechless. Unable to say a single word she watched as Kitti fastened belts over her thighs and applied the promised blindfold. Then she heard the curtains being drawn open. Wondering how long this punishment would last she prepared for the yanks on her nipples. She did not have to wait long for the first one. Of course she heard Kittis laugh and felt her hands fondling her tits.

“The sign is now on display in the window, just like you. Have fun.”

After that Laronella heard the cage door slammed shut and being locked. With Kitti gone she was alone with her thoughts and vulnerable to the attacks by anyone who would pass by the window. About fifteen minutes later Laronella heard silent voices from outside. A few men were outside undoubtedly talking about her but she could not make it out exactly. Apparently they were a little drunk and encouraging each other to pull the chain. Eventually one of them had the courage and pulled the chain lightly. Followed by the pull were loud cheers and a second harder pull. The group went on playing with her for several minutes until they finally lost interest. Laronella was sure they went to the next best whorehouse. Suddenly she felt very safe and protected inside the cage.

Her time in the cage lasted about one hour. During that time Laronella’s nipples were yanked very often. Apparently this was “rush hour” at the red light district. Finally she heard the cage door being unlocked. Then a large posture collar was put around her neck and she got untied. When Laronella felt a pull on the collar she got down on all fours and followed the lead. Not long after they stopped and Laronella kneeled down again. Without any words she was put on her feet and stripped naked. Then she was tied spread-eagled to some rack or cross. The bondage was quite severe: three straps around each limb, one at her belly, two just above and below her tits and even one around the posture collar forcing her head back on a hard surface. Laronella’s next sensations were pinches all over her body and at her pussy. It felt as if her body was covered with clamps. She would soon find out how right she was about that. But not before a wooden rod was forced violently into her mouth. To her surprise the rod was not strapped around her neck but she knew she had to hold it in so she bit on it. When the blindfold finally came off Laronella faced a very miserable looking girl. The girl was tied up just the way she was and her body was also covered with cloth pins. Laronella was looking at her own reflection in a large mirror. Now she could see that there were at least thirty cloth pins randomly pinched on her body and ten more on her pussy. All the pins were connected with cords and the cord was tied to an eye in the wooden gag. While Laronella was looking at herself Miss Maximus stepped into her view.

“A fitting punishment for what you did, don’t you think slut?”

With her eyes full of remorse Laronella looked deep into her Mistresses eyes and nodded as much as the restraints allowed it. Miss Maximus laughed and gave a sarcastic reply.

“I am glad you agree. Now hold on tight to that rod in your mouth.”

Miss Maximus took another cord that was hanging from the ceiling and pulled on it. Form her eyes corners Laronella could see a weight being lifted. When the weight was as high as possible, Miss Maximus tied the cord to the gag and tied the remaining end to the nippleclamps. Laronella had to bite hard on the gag to keep it inside her mouth.

“Now listen darling, this punishment will only last as long as you decide. When you want to get out just say so.”

Miss Maximus laughed again and left her slave alone.

Laronella looked deep into her own eyes. She was alone with her thoughts, guilt and remorse. Time passed very slowly for her. Or did it pass at all? Nothing in Laronella’s view gave her a hint of how fast time passed. The room had no windows and was quiet. Laronella was sure this was part of the punishment. She knew the longer she would wait to open her mouth the more it would hurt when the pins are ripped off. She also knew that when she called for release too early her Mistress would be extremely disappointed. It was a loose-loose situation for Laronella. So she made a vow not to let go off the gag because off pain, but only when her jaw weakened so much that it would open itself. Miss Maximus was disappointed of her already and Laronella had no intention of letting it happen again. With this thought in her mind she continued to look at herself and thought about obedience and the meaning of punishment. Since she received no attention from her Mistress she had very little choice anyway. Minutes went slow for Laronella…

An eternity had passed for Laronella when her jaw opened. In a matter of seconds the weight dropped, ripped the pins off her body and pussy and just before it reached the floor it got caught by the nippleclamps. The slave’s screams echoed back from the walls and if Laronella had not known they were her own she would have believed another slave screamed only moments later. A few minutes later Miss Maximus came in with a very bad look on her face. She had a riding crop in her hand and yelled at Laronella.

“How dare you disturbing me while I have my coffee, bitch?”

“I am sorry Mistress. I did not know you had your coffee just now.”

“Oh, you did not know? Like you did not know that orders are to be followed? Or do you propose I should leave out my coffee for you worthless bitch?”

“No Mistress. I meant I would have never disturbed you intentionally.”

“That’s better bitch. Now let’s talk about obedience. Why did you betray me?”

Laronella gulped hard. She knew she did something terribly wrong but she never thought of it as betrayal.

“It was an accident Mistress. I am very sorry.”

“Spare me the sorry part bitch. And what the hell do you mean accident?”

“I got so horny during my Selfbondage. When I realized what I was doing it was too late already.”

“I see. So you are unable to control yourself.”

Damn! Laronella was stuck. She knew that no matter what she said now, it would be all wrong. She was still thinking about her reply when Miss Maximus swung her riding crop and landed a hard strike on Laronella’s pussy.

“Answer me slut!”

Laronella’s eyes got wet with tears and she cried out loud. Her reply was merely a whisper.

“I need your training Mistress.”

“Well, that’s for certain. And you shall have it. I will make you a picture-book slave.”

After that Miss Maximus left her slave and came back only a few minutes later with a chair. She took seat before Laronella. Then Kitti came in with a coffee table, put it before Miss Maximus and left again. The next time she came in she carried a serving tray with coffee, milk and sugar on it. Kitti prepared her Mistress’s coffee and knelt down beside the table. Miss Maximus picked up her coffee and made a careful sip. When she seemed satisfied she continued and had a talk with Kitti just as if Laronella was not even there. Laronella did not want to disturb her Mistress’s coffee a second time so she kept quiet and listened. They talked mostly about bondage and clothing. Later on they talked about other slaves and Laronella found out why she had not seen Vacky today.

“Vacky did not show up today Miss Maximus. What punishment do you have in store for her?”

“None Kitti. She did not show up because I canceled her appointment.”

“May I ask why?”

A smile appeared on Miss Maximus’s face.

“Because that way she has to wear the chastity belt for one more week.”

“Your cruelty is unreached Miss Maximus.”

“Thank you Kitti. My slaves have to know who is in charge. Speaking of my slaves… Laronella!”

“Yes Mistress?”

“Have you learned something today girl?”

“Yes Mistress. I learned the difference between torture and punishment.”

“Oh? Well, enlighten us. What is that difference?”

“Punishment is for educational purpose while torture is for fun and entertainment.”

“Who’s entertainment?”

“Yours of course Mistress.”

“And what about you slave? Don’t you want fun and pleasure? After all, you are paying for this.”

“Entertaining her Mistress is a slave’s pleasure.”

“Well spoken girl. Although your deeds say otherwise. But don’t you worry. I will take care of that. Are you willing to submit to my rules and my training?”

“Yes Mistress, I am.”

“Very well slave. You are dismissed for today. Kitti, untie her and send her home.”

 Miss Maximus did not wait for a reply. She just stood up and left. Kitti undid Laronella’s bondings and sent her to the locker room. When Laronella dressed herself she felt a light breeze at her feet. Curious as she was she knelt down to see where it came from and saw a small stripe of light behind the lockers. Apparently there was an old door behind the lockers. Laronella got up the floor and finished to dress herself. She went to the office and knelt before the Kitti’s desk.

“When are you allowed to take the nippleclamps off?”

“Not before I am at home Miss.”

“Good. And I urge you to obey this time. You are lucky anyway Miss Maximus has no second chastity belt. Leave now.”

“Thank you Miss. Good bye Miss”

After Laronella left the office she paid a visit to the backstreet. She found the door and to her great surprise it was unlocked. It must have been forgotten a long time ago. With a faint smile on her face and some wicked thoughts in her mind Laronella started her way home.

During the following week she received the first bill from Miss Maximus. When she logged on to her bank account her worst fears came true. After the payment to Miss Maximus she was nearly out of money. Her normal living was not in danger but her visits to Miss Maximus certainly were. Her wicked thoughts formed into a plan. One day before her next appointment she called at Miss Maximus’ office and canceled it. When Kitti asked her for a reason she just stated it was a personal matter. To the question if Kitti should schedule her for next week she said she did not know yet but she would call and let her know.

Late at night Laronella went to Miss Maximus’ studio. With a flashlight she searched for the door in the backstreet. She opened it and faced the backside of the lockers. She pushed them carefully inside the room. When the gap was big enough she slipped through. Once inside she undressed and stored her belongings inside one of the lockers just as if she were on a regular visit. Wearing nothing but her birth suit she went to the main chamber. In the light of her flashlight she searched for the one thing she wanted to try out since the first time she went into this room: the studded bondage table. She was not sure if she was able to tie herself on this device and get out but her longing to try was much stronger than her rational thinking. When she examined the table’s controls she found a panel with the label “Self-Bondage” above it. Laronella’s heart jumped at this discovery. It took her some time to figure out the controls but in the end she was able to set it up. Her next stop was the closet where all the toys are stored. She took out rubber panties with built in vibrators, a ring gag and a heavy leather hood that had only two little holes for breathing. Just before Laronella closed the closet another item caught her attention. It was an mp3-player with in-ear plugs. Although she had not the slightest idea what was on it, the thought of being completely isolated made her curios and she took the player with her.

Back at the table Laronella gave the two vibrators a good blowjob to lube them before she put the panties on. After the vibrators were secured inside her she put the gag on and climbed on the table. It was amazing how many straps there were. Laronella slipped her feet into four straps. One at each ankle, two above and below her knees and one on each thigh just below her pussy. This way Laronella was slightly spread-eagled. The straps for the upper body had buckles which she had to undo to even get in. She did not know if she had to tighten those straps herself or if they also were attached to the Self-Bondage-automate so she did not dare making them to snug. Laronella reached for the player and plugged her ears shut. When she turned it on she heard only silent acoustic noise but she was satisfied with the loss of hearing. She locked the keys and pinned the player into her panties. The final item was resting on her belly: the hood. Laronella picked it up and examined it carefully. It was made of 3 millimeters thick, shiny leather and was laced on the back. At the inside this hood was padded in the areas of the eyes and ears. In addition to the lacing it also featured a broad built-in collar. Hanging from the buckle was a small, open padlock. Before Laronella thought twice about it she put the hood on and laced it tightly. Almost automatically she buckled the collar and snapped the padlock into the buckle. Her Self-Bondage was almost complete. Laronella reached down to the panties and turned the vibrators on. Then she slipped her left hand into the straps above her head and searched for the controls with her right hand. Blindly she pushed the button that would activate the automatic mode of the machine and slipped her remaining free limb into the straps that were meant for the right hand. She had set the activation timer to one minute. Without any sensory input she would never know when the minute was over until she felt a soft whirr beneath her. One by one the straps tightened around Laronella. Moments later she was completely helpless. The only thing she was able to move was her head but since she had a broad collar around her neck that movement was not really mentionable. The release timer was set to a random time between two and three hours. With growing arousal and no connection to the outside world the helpless slave had no choice than to wait for the machine to set her free again.

A few minutes had passed when Laronella heard the voice of a Woman. 

“Rule number one: You are now a slave. You are no longer a person, but an object.

Rule number two: You are not allowed to make eye contact with anyone at any time.

Rule number three: Whenever your owner is within ten feet, you will drop to your knees.

Rule number four: You will no longer orgasm without permission.

Rule number five: You no longer control your body. It belongs to your owner.”

Laronella had heard those rules before. It was a scene from the GwenMedia movie “Sisters”. Her inner eye showed Laronella a helpless Madison Young trapped in a vacuum bed by her evil stepsister and Mistress Mz Berlin. Poor Madison was forced to spend the night in the vacuum bed and in addition to the mp3-player she also had e-stim pads attached to her pelvis. Laronella remembered the e-stim device being set to random and Mz Berlin saying it perhaps would go on only once during the night or a whole bunch of times. Laronella loved random settings. She liked it because on random she never expected anything but it always was good for a surprise. Just like life. But Laronella could not possibly expect the surprise life had in store for her this night…

A lot of time has gone by. The acoustic noise was gone and all that Laronella had heard for the last two hours were the rules. Since she was not able to listen to anything else or to ignore them they went deep into Laronella’s thinking and imprinted themselves in her mind. Laronella’s body ached from the tight bonds and especially from the countless small pyramids that were digging into her tender flesh. The only pleasures for the poor slave were the vibrators inside her ass and pussy but they were not powerful enough to give her what she wanted ever since she straps tightened around her: an orgasm. These vibrations inside her kept her aroused, but without releasing her lust they only added to her misery. The machine’s victim had no other choice but to endure all of this. And after all she had done this to herself. Patiently Laronella waited for the table to release her.

After another hour the damsel was in real distress. The pain on her body was unbearable and her two fuck-holes were sore. She was only glad she did not attach nippleclamps too. It was difficult to figure out how late it was but from what her feeling told her she should be free any minute now. Rarely in her life was Laronella mistaken so badly. Every five minutes she pulled against her bonds to see if they had loosened but all her efforts were in vain. Laronella tried to think of possible reasons why the machine did not set her free. Most likely she had miscounted time and had to stay like this a little longer. But what if the machine was jammed or if she had accidently pushed the wrong button? Those thoughts caused her to become very anxious and she began to struggle hardly. But the only thing she achieved by that was more pain all over her body. Laronella realized that no matter why she was not free yet, there was nothing she could do about it. Beaten by her own stupidity she gave in to the machine’s strength and accepted her fate whatever it may be.

Half an hour later Laronella felt the first sensation other than pain on her skin since she had gotten into her bondage: a cool breeze touched her skin. Did someone just enter the room? Did she forget to close the door when she came in? Or was it maybe an air condition going on? In a reflex she turned her head to listen what was going on around her. But all she heard were the rules. Laronella cursed herself for plugging her ears shut. Again her skin was touch by a breeze. This time it was aimed directly at her right nipple. Someone was in the room with her! Laronella began to struggle and cry for help into her gag. The breeze stopped and left Laronella confused and frightened. A few minutes nothing happened and the slave began to wonder if her mind had played tricks on her. The next sensation however was definitely not in her head. Her tits got hit very severely by something thin and hard. The pain made her cry loud into her gag again. Unimpressed by Laronella’s mumbled screams the mysterious tormentor carried on to cane the hell out of the helpless victim. The tormentor on the other hand made quite some impressions on Laronella. The long stick of bamboo traveled across her body and left nothing but pain wherever it hit her. At this time Laronella was glad she had her privates covered in thick rubber. When the caning ended Laronella waited for the next pain but nothing happened. Whoever was with her had apparently lost interest in her. Laronella was wondering if she was alone again. Perhaps her tormentor came in just the same way she did and had left her now. But she was sure she had closed the door and pushed the lockers back in place. Laronella thought that it was very unlikely that someone else had found the same door. So who was it that had inflicted that pain in her? Another thought crossed her mind: what if the machine’s controls had been tampered with? What if her “playmate” only took a break and the worst was yet to come? Maybe she was watched at this very moment. There was no way she could tell and not a damn thing she could do about it.

Ironically the situation made her horny as hell. There she was again: helpless and this time at some complete strangers mercy. The fear of whatever could possibly happen made her tremble all over her body. And yet the kinky side in her was in anticipation of exactly the same thing that made her tremble with fear. A few minutes later her curiosity got satisfied. Her tits got tied up strictly. Then the slave felt something hot dripping on her tits. Laronella never had been tortured with hot wax before but she could not think of another thing that would make this sensation. After her tits were completely covered in wax she felt the cane again. At first it was dampened by the wax but the more it broke off the more intense the pain became. When her tits were freed of the wax Laronella thought they must be at least deep red. Sure was that they burned like something she had never felt before. To make things worse she got her poor nipples clamped again. After the clamps were attached something heavy was put on her belly. The slave was not sure what it was and what purpose it would serve until the surface of the table moved. At the beginning the table was almost horizontal and when the movement stopped it was upright. During the tilting Laronella found out what the thing on her belly was and she was not very surprised. It was a weight that was now pulling her sore nipples downwards. The tormentor knew very well how to give a slave a tough time.

One hour later someone fumbled at the leather hoods buckle and lacing. At this moment she realized something she had not noticed before: she never had a key for the hoods padlock. If her plan would have worked out she would have been forced to search blindly for the key. She was not sure if she would have even found the closet with the hood on. Stupid as this may has been it did not matter anymore. Finally Laronella would see who had tormented her. But when the hood was pulled off she was looking into a bright light. A few moments later a woman stepped into the light. Laronella was only able to see a silhouette but she was sure it was Miss Maximus herself. From behind the table another person reached up to the slave’s head and took the earplugs and the gag off. Laronella knew she was in no position to ask for her freedom and certainly not to demand it so she kept quiet until Miss Maximus talked to her.

“Well, well, well, what have we here? Someone who is not supposed to be here. Someone who broke into my domain. Someone who made far more than one mistake. And someone who will receive a punishment far worse than the last few hours.”

Tears ran over Laronella’s face when she realized the trouble she was in.

“Mistress, I…”

“SILENCE! You will talk only when you are asked bitch. If you are not able to follow even that simple rule you will spend the next three days on that table. Is that clear slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, because there is only one thing I like even less than being woken up in the middle of the night. And that are slaves that can’t keep their mouth shut. Now tell me what in the world obsessed you to break in here and tie yourself up. For your sake I hope you have a good explanation for your deeds.”

Laronella told Miss Maximus that she could not afford the sessions anymore but that she just had to try out the bondage table because it had impressed her so much. When she was finished Miss Maximus made a thoughtful face.

“I see. Well, I understand your motives but there is no excuse for what you did. And there is certainly no way for you to avoid punishment. Don’t worry about the money. You will work for me until your debt is paid. That means after your regular work you come here instantly and will carry out the most humiliating and degrading work. I expect you to carry out my orders to the letter and never to talk back or complain about anything. You will spend your idle time in a cage including all nights and the weekend. You will devote your very existence to me and those five rules you have just learned. Neither will you talk to anyone unless asked. This setting will last four weeks starting today. Any error or disobedience by you will add one more week. The alternative would be three days on that table with constant pain in your nipples and pussy and of course any random punishment whenever it suits my moods. I will not even release you for toilet and when the three days are over I will make you eat up your own mess. In both options you are denied the use of safewords except if they concern serious health or life threatening issues. Do you understand all the rules and your choices?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“You have fifteen minutes to think about it. Once you have told me your decision, there is no way back. Choose wisely.”

“I have already chosen to work for you Mistress.”

“Very well. Kitti untie and collar her. Use a lockable collar and make sure it is tight. I’ll be in the office.”

“Gladly Miss Maximus.”

Laronella had almost forgotten that someone was still behind the table until she heard Kitti’s voice. Kitti went to the closet and came back with the collar Laronella was about to wear for the next four weeks. Once the collar was in place and locked Kitti pushed a button at the control panel and the straps around Laronella’s body began to loosen. Weakened by her experience the slave would have fallen down to the floor if Kitti had not supported her. Kitti assisted Laronella to kneel down and instructed her to wait for Miss Maximus. After that she went to the office. Once alone Laronella wiped the tears off her face and took a few deep breaths. She still could not believe what happened that night and how she could have been so stupid. She was sure Miss Maximus would have understood if she had told her about the money problem in the first place. Perhaps Miss Maximus would have offered her a job anyway. Laronella was certain that it would have never been as tough as the punishment but now she was stuck with it. 

Her thoughts were interrupted when Miss Maximus came back and examined Kitti’s work. When she seemed satisfied she led her newest employee to a cage. Through the lattice door Laronella saw that there was already someone inside the cage. In the dim light Laronella recognized Vacky and for the first time this day a faint smile appeared on her face. Miss Maximus opened the door and pushed Laronella harshly inside. The slave was barely inside when her Mistress closed the door and turned the key in the lock.

“I suggest you use all the time you can get to rest. Later today I will show you where dishonesty and betrayal lead when you mess with me.”

“Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress.”

“Vacky, you will explain to Laronella what life in that cage means. And don’t you have something to confess to her?”

Miss Maximus did not wait for a reply. She giggled and left her slaves alone. Laronella was confused and wondered what Vacky was supposed to confess. While Vacky explained the rules in the cage Laronella noticed that her face showed a little guilt and that she was avoiding eye contact. After the “tour” through the cage Vacky sat down on the mattress and signaled Laronella to join her. 

“I am not sure how to say this so I just tell you directly. It is my fault that you were captured and I am very sorry.”

With big eyes and an open mouth Laronella stared at Vacky but she was not sure if she was allowed to talk.

“It’s ok darling. When I talk to you it counts too and you are permitted to talk.”

“How could you do this to me? What have I ever done to you?”

“You have done nothing to me, it was an accident. Look over there in the corner. Do you see that red button? It’s an emergency buzzer. You came in with a flashlight so I thought you are a burglar and pushed the button. When I realized that you were only here for some fun it was already too late. Miss Maximus has surveillance cameras in the room. There was nothing I could have done to prevent your capture. I am very, very sorry.” 

“I see. Well apparently you had no other choice. And I already regret everything I have done this night. It was my own fault, not yours. I know that for a slave I have too much will of my own. It often gets me in trouble but I don’t know what I can do about it. It’s just the way I am. But what are you doing here? Are you also being punished?”

“No, this is my 24/7 month. On occasion I spend some time as a fulltime slave. And know what? It just started yesterday so at least you will not be alone in here.”

“That’s the first good news I had all day. But how can you afford this? And how in the world did you get your employer to give you a full month leave?”

“Money and time are no issues for me. But it is not my preferred topic so please don’t ask me, ok?”

“Ok with me. I am glad to have company anyway. And I am glad it’s you and not someone else.”

“Thank you darling. Now let’s get some sleep. We need to be rested.”

They lay down on the mattress and covered their naked bodies with the rough blanket. The blanket was big enough for two and since there was only one, they cuddled up. Laronella looked deep into Vacky’s eyes but kept quiet.

“You look like you need to say something.”

“Do you believe in love at the first sight?”

Vacky softly stroked Laronella’s hair out her face. She pulled her roommate towards her and kissed her passionately. Laronella closed her eyes and returned the kiss. Never before she had been kissed like that and her heart filled up with the warmth of true love. When their lips parted Vacky smiled at Laronella.

“Actually I don’t. And yet it happened to me.”

“I love you Vacky.”

“I love you too Laronella.”

And when they fell asleep, tightly hugging each other, their hearts melted and became one.

The end or just the beginning?

Well of course it’s both. It’s the end of the story so far but the beginning of Laronella’s and Vacky’s love. So in a manner of speaking it’s the beginning of another, even bigger story. Perhaps I will write about it someday. Who knows..?

17; My “new” friend Vacky Admiral (Kiwi)

I like change. Mostly change means improvement. And nothing bores me more than routine. What I like even more are pleasant surprises. And nothing, really nothing, has surprised me more pleasantly than when I saw Kiwi the last time in SL. 

Trusted with her training was Kitti. And since they live in time zones not far from each other, naturally Kiwis training ended far before my own. I must admit I was a little jealous but that did not last long. I am glad she made it and I am very happy for her.

So before we met last time in SL we were chatting outside SL. We talked about a lot of things and came to one of our early sessions together. I took her to a place called “Mausefalle” which is German for mousetrap. This place has some very nice devices and can be much fun. I was Dom until Kiwi had to go off. Before she went I asked her to tie me up and set a countlock to the device I was in. It was after she had locked me up securely I took all my courage and confessed my real gender to her. She was disappointed but the next time I saw her she said she was glad I told her and we still were friends. She was the first one to know my real gender and I am glad she did not hold my hiding behind a female avatar against me.

Well, I said we chatted about this event. What she did not realize back then, was that I picked this particular moment to confess for a reason. I hoped she would get angry with me and give me a very hard time getting out of the device by setting the counlock with a very embarrassing phrase or the timelock to a high number. I told her about this intention in the chat. Read for yourself:

Laronella: there is one thing i haven’t told you about my confession yet

Vackyadmiral: what is that honey

Laronella: i waited with it until i was tied in the display stand, hoping you would give me a hard time to get out

Vackyadmiral: haha that didn’t come to mind ;)

Laronella: well, the rumors about the women’s hunger for revenge are exaggerated...

Vackyadmiral: hmmm...get your ass on SL, i will show you a hard time girl

Laronella: now?

Vackyadmiral: yes

Laronella: as you wish Miss

When I got online SL I was awaited by a Miss beyond my wildest dreams. The session was hard and it seemed she saved all her anger towards men for me. I was stunned. She simply took my leash and pulled me through heaven. The funny thing about this is that she used to think of herself as a very poor Miss with no imagination. Any time we played she would submit to me and I would be her Miss. Kitti sure got Kiwi ahead and I have to thank Kitti for doing not only a fine but an extraordinary job on Kiwis training. 

Miss Kiwi mad only one “mistake” in this session. Without checking my bonds she put herself into Selfbondage. Of course I was able to wriggle myself out of the ropes and we had a “minor change in power”. After that I was top again and we continued our play. The best change I have noticed in her personality was from pure sub to a fantastic switch. She must have taken quite a mouthful of Dr. Bunsen Honeydews ultra-powerful Jekyll-Hyde potion.

Maybe I´m amazed, but that’s too low a word to describe my feelings.

Miss Vacky’s Slut Laro

16; A slaves review

The Empress has ordered me to write this note and review my time as a slave so far. Also I was ordered to evaluate myself and write about what I am good at and what I need to improve. This is surely one of the toughest tasks I ever faced. Why? Simply because experience taught me that hardly anyone of mankind is able to look at him or herself in an objective way and also because abilities and debilities are in the eye of the beholder. I think I am no exception…

I do not know if the Empress orders all slaves to write such a note but I think I know why she ordered me to write it. I know because it was shortly after she read my notes about the quest and my thoughts about slavery, rules and punishment. She told me I am in the midst of an interesting struggle and that I question many things. Actually that struggle ended long time ago and my thinking is now controlled by honesty, justice and compassion. However I cannot deny my questioning about all sorts of things. And I still think it is good that way. Later I was accused of looking at thinks only my way and not accepting other peoples opinion. If that were so I would not be able to learn anything at all. But I do understand how my actions could have been misinterpreted that way. The Empress also told me to go with the flow. I don’t know why but I never liked going with the flow. And since the world has not yet acknowledged BDSM as mainstream I would not be here in the first place if I went with the flow, would I? But I am sure the Empress was talking about her flow. It’s so easy to misinterpret something another person says…

But now it is time for the evaluation. Here is what I think I am best at: Honesty. No, I don’t think I am best at this, I KNOW I am best at this. I value honesty above all. Surely my actions reflect this very clearly. Now that I think of it, if honesty directs my thoughts and actions how can I be bad at other things? Of course it depends on the point of view. My devotion for example was stronger for Miss Tyee than it was to the rules. And so was my obedience. From the Empresses point of view it must look like I lack both of them. So far I can’t even think of how I am doing in surrender because honestly (again) I have not had to surrender to anyone completely yet. But I was saving the best for the last anyway: LOVE. My heart belongs to Vacky Admiral. I intentionally don’t call her Kiwi this time because I have known her much longer than anyone else in the family and I have fallen in love with her a long time ago. Since we both are switch I love her no matter if I am her slave or her Miss. This love of mine for Vacky is pure and unconditional. Just as love should be.

When I think of reviewing my time as a slave so far I am glad the Empress ordered me to write about other things as well. Otherwise this note would have been next to empty. Next to empty because so far I spent most of my time with Kitti or Kiwi who are sisters to me. And when I was with Miss Tyee she was mostly well occupied by her busyness. Thus I did not spend much time as slave yet. This is one of the reasons why I was not on SL for about two weeks. My training is more pending than it takes place. And what’s the point of having a trainer when you hardly ever see her? Time zone problems are really getting on my nerves by now.

By the way: the other and much stronger reason why I was not on for so long is to prevent myself from online-addiction. I know some guys seriously addicted to stuff like World of Warcraft and Diablo. Whatever happens, their fate won’t be mine. Never.

I sincerely hope the Empress will like this note and as much as I wish to please her. I hope this note helps her to understand me better.

Diane’s Slut a.k.a. Tyee’s Puppy

15; Break-In at an SM-Studio - Part one

After my last notes I am very glad to be able to come back to more pleasant matters. I know a break-in does not sound pleasant at all, but this will be a fantasy Miss Tyee has instructed me to write. She requested this fantasy in order to get to know me better. I on the other hand am most delighted by this task because I have carried the idea for this story in my mind for several weeks now and never had the time to write it down. 

This story is dedicated to Miss Tyee Maximus.

Fantasy - Break-In at an SM-Studio – Part one

by Laronella Twine

Light and darkness, day and night. All people have two sides. The one they show to the outside and the one that is hidden. Some people’s darkness however is far deeper than the usual. A minority that loves pain, restrictions and the feeling of helplessness. Subs, bottoms, slaves. Call them like you want, Laronella Twine is one of them.

She must have been around the age of ten when she saw a certain movie poster for the very first time in a small local cinema. The poster showed a woman in a tight red dress kneeling on all fours in the middle of her living room. It was the poster of “Tie me up! Tie me down!” with Antonio Banderas. It was not the girl on all fours that intrigued her. It was not the tight dress that intrigued her. It was the title of the movie: Tie me up! Tie me down! With exclamation marks!!! It almost seemed like the girl was not just begging but ordering someone to tie her, to dominate her. Although Laronella did not fully understand why this poster fascinated her so much back then, it really made her curious. When she grew older and began to understand her feelings about Bondage she sucked up every bit of information she found on that subject.

Grown to be an adult Laronella tried out Self-Bondage and light Bondage with some of her girlfriends. Sadly, she rarely had the opportunity to indulge in real, hard and strict Bondage like she always wanted.

So one day she made the decision to visit a genuine Mistress. She looked up several announcements and decided to visit a woman who called herself Miss Tyee Maximus. It must have been the name that Laronella liked the most. The advertisement itself was rather plain, simple and not to colorful like all the others. She took this as a sign of integrity and suspected Miss Maximus to be an honest Dom and not one of them mock ones that only would give her a boring spanking and take her money.

Laronella called the number to make an appointment. The girl at the phone introduced herself as Kitti and told Laronella she may come by in three days at 2 p.m. She also gave Laronella some basic rules and urged her to be punctual.

Three days later Laronella arrived at the studio fifteen minutes before the appointment. The office was very much like the advertisement. It featured nothing more than a desk with a girl behind it. Laronella approached the desk and introduced herself. The secretary inspected Laronellas clothing and attachments closely and seemed to be satisfied. She said she was glad that Laronella had followed the rules and told her to get seated and wait for Miss Maximus. Laronella looked around the room but was not able to find any chair except the occupied one behind the desk. Kitti, who had monitored Laronellas unsuccessful search for a chair smiled at the girls efforts. When Laronella faced Kitti again with a puzzled look on her face, Kitti told her a slave would not need a chair to get seated. Ashamed of her mistake Laronella kneelt down at the floor making sure she was at a spot where she could see the desk.

About ten minutes later a girl came out of a door just beside the desk. Laronella looked at the beautiful brown haired girl and noticed that she wore almost the same clothes as she did. A second, closer look revealed dark-red rope marks on the girls wrists. The girl looked very exhausted but she had the expression of luck and satisfaction on her face. Without any words the girl kneelt down in front of the desk and looked at Kitti. 

“Same time next week Vacky?”

“That would be fine. Thank you Kitti.”

“You may go now.”

“Thank you Kitti.”

And without any further ado Vacky stood up and left.

Laronella looked after her wondering how the session had looked between Miss Maximus and Vacky and wondered how the session she was about to face would look like. When she heard the sharp sound of high heels she looked at the door. Slowly the sound approached and got louder with every step. Laronella heard the clicking of the heels not only with her ears but in her mind as well. It almost felt like her hearts rhythm adjusted to the beat of the heels hitting the floor. When the sound muted for a moment and the door at the desk opened Laronella got a glance at the most dazzling personality she had ever seen in her life. 

Miss Tyee Maximus stood next to the desk and talked quietly to Kitti. Laronella took the opportunity to look her Mistress up and down. She had her fire-red hair strictly tied back in a ponytail. It dangled down about half her back and when she moved her head it looked like flames were burning downwards. Her whole clothing was made of shiny leather and enclosed her body in a firm grip. The heels which sounds had almost driven Laronella crazy looked like they could break a hole into the floor. They were attached to tightly laced boots which went up so high it seemed they would meld with the heavy corset that Miss Maximus wore on her chest. The corset was laced in the back and when Miss Maximus turned around and faced Laronella, she could see shiny buckles in front of it.

Miss Maximus walked the short distance to Laronella and looked at her.

“Why are you here?”

“To be dominated by you.”

“You will address me as Mistress or Miss Maximus!”

“As you wish Mistress.”

“Follow me girl!”

After those words Miss Maximus turned around on her heel and advanced towards the door at the desk. Laronella got on her feet and made an attempt to follow her.

“Who told you to get up girl?”

“You told me to follow you Mistress.”

“You are never to be eye to eye with a Mistress! Unless ordered otherwise you will remain on your knees! When I say follow, you will crawl five steps behind me. Do I make myself clear girl?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Laronella gulped hardly and got back on her knees. Without any further look at Laronella Miss Maximus continued towards the door again. Following her Mistress as ordered, Laronella found herself soon in a dark, large chamber. Miss Maximus had already taken seat in an impressive throne and looked at the door. Completely overwhelmed by the sight Laronella stopped at the door and viewed the chamber. The walls were painted black and had very little décor on them. In fact, everything Laronella thought was décor turned out to be for restraining purpose only at a closer look. Even the ceiling was full with hooks, eyes and chains hanging down from them. Laronellas imagination instantly got wild as she thought about suspension Bondage. All the furniture was covered in rubber or leather and was mostly black too but with red ornaments now and then which made a very nice contrast. When Laronella examined the devices closer her heartbeat almost stopped at the very sight of them. Most of them she had already seen on pictures and she used to dream about being tied up and used on them.

In the middle of the chamber however was one piece of equipment that caught her eye. It was something like a table but the supporting structure looked like it could turn the table in any direction. Since the surface was tilted a little downwards Laronella saw that it was studded all over with small shiny pyramids. Even the leather restraints were studded with them. The table brought a strange mixture of feelings to Laronellas heart.

“Move it girl! I haven´t got all day.”

The strict voice of Miss Maximus pulled Laronella out of her daydream and she quickly crawled to the throne and kneelt before it.

“Excuse me Mistress. The sight was too impressive for me.”

“Since this is your first time here, it’s understandable. But don’t let it happen again! Hesitation does not suit a slave.”

“I won’t happen again Mistress.”

“Good. Now since you have already examined the chamber, tell me which device intrigued you the most?”

“The studded table in the middle Mistress.”

“I thought so. It always makes a new slave tremble at the very first sight. Describe your feelings when you looked at it!”

“Fear and respect but the desire to try it as well Mistress.”

Miss Maximus smiled at the girl knowing very well how the table never failed to confuse a new slave’s feelings.

“We will come back to the table another time. Now undress for me! You may stand up to do so.”

Laronella left her handbag on the floor and stood up. Her undressing did not take very long as the orders she received from Kitti on the phone stated clearly to wear nothing more than a jacket, a blouse, trousers and shoes. All of them had to be black if possible except the blouse which had to be white. Laronella folded her clothes and stacked them up on an orderly pile. 

“Very good. You seem to like order.”

“I do Mistress.”

“Why don’t you wear any underwear?”

“I obeyed Kitti’s orders Mistress. Did I do wrong in that Mistress?”

“Not at all girl. But those are my orders. Kitti merely relayed them to you.”

“I understand Mistress.”

“What’s in your handbag girl?”

“No more than my keys, money, an ID and a cell phone Mistress. Exactly as your orders stated Mistress.”

“Good girl. The door to your left leads to a locker room. Take your belongings there and put them in one of the lockers. Don’t bother to bring the keys. Your belongings are quite safe in there.”

“Thank you Mistress.”

Laronella put her shoes in the bag, took the handle in her mouth and got down on her knees again. She took the pile in one hand and tried to put it on her back. Although she almost lost her balance she managed to position the pile on her back and crawled towards the locker room. When she got back Miss Maximus had a broad grin on her face.

“You are inventive girl. Most other slaves just shove their clothes over the floor.”

“I would never do such thing. Not even on a clean floor like this one Mistress.”

“Very well. Tell me, do you have any other appointments today?”

“No Mistress. Today I am not scheduled to be anywhere else but here Mistress.”

“That’s good because you are the last one on my list today. I like to have more time with new slaves in order to get to know them better. Any objections?”

“No Mistress. As a matter of fact, I like that thought very much Mistress.”

“Good. Now tell me about you. I want to know about your past experience and what you think you will get out of this.”

Laronella told Miss Maximus about how she got to Bondage, about her light Bondage with her girlfriends and about her Selfbondage efforts. And she pointed out that none of it ever gave her this feeling of complete helplessness and the kick of being without any power to her own fate. She concluded her report that those were the sensations she desperately longed for almost her whole life.

“When you say light Bondage you mean handcuffs, don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“They can be very restrictive. Why did they not satisfy you?”

“The cuffs were fine Mistress. Just my partners were not aware how deep my desire for helplessness is Mistress.”

“I see. Take the handcuffs from the table beside me and put them on at your back.”

“Yes Mistress.”

Laronella leaned forward and took the cuffs from the table. She applied one of the cuffs at her right wrist and moved her hands behind her back. Looking deep into her Mistresses eyes she snapped the remaining cuff around her left wrist. When she heard the ratchet sound she realized what she had just done. She had put herself in this complete strangers mercy. This time there would be no key just in reach or frozen in a block of ice. And even tough this was the simplest Self-Bondage she had ever applied to herself it simultaneously was the most effective one. This time she was really helpless. With a concerned look she searched her Mistresses face for her intentions.

“How do you feel girl?”

“More helpless than ever Mistress.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I don’t know what you will do to me next, when you will free me or if you maybe even abuse the power you have over me Mistress.”

“What feelings does this rise in you?”

“Fear and respect Mistress.”

“There is no need to fear me as long as you behave. That means apart from respect I expect full obedience and devotion from you. Understood?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“As long as you are within these chambers I consider you a possession of mine. I am known to find out soon what pleasures and what pains my slaves. You will always report your sensations to me completely honest. But especially when something concerns you or goes beyond a limit of yours. Do you understand girl?”

“Yes Mistress. I will comply, Mistress.”

“Have you thought of a safeword as instructed?”

“I have Mistress. It’s E. Edward Grey, Mistress.”

“Hm, are you referring to the lawyer from the movie Secretary?”

“Yes, it is one of my favorite movies Mistress.”

“I like it too. And what will you do when you are gaged? How will you make me alert of your condition?”

“I will hum the first lines of “The Kindness of Strangers” by Nick Cave Mistress.”

“Sing it for me girl.”

And in her beautiful singing voice Laronella sang for her Mistress:

“They found Mary Bellows, cuffed to the bed,
With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head,
O poor Mary Bellows”

“That’s very morbid and melancholy. Are you sure you want to use this?”

“I picked it because it talks about a serious matter Mistress. The use of a safeword is serious too Mistress.”

“It would seem you gave this a lot of thought. I like that. I hereby declare your safewords noted and acknowledged by me.”

“Thank you Mistress.”

“Now let’s get started, shall we? Come with me girl!”

Miss Maximus arose from her throne and went to a rack on the other side of the room. Laronella had her troubles sliding on her knees but she managed somehow to get there quickly. The rack was very simple in design. Two vertical rods casted into the floor and a horizontal rod on top of them. The vertical rods were about one meter apart and the horizontal one was hip high. Miss Maximus ordered her slave to stand against the rack with her legs spread so they would touch the base of the vertical rods. As Laronella got herself positioned right, Miss Maximus expertly tied the slave’s feet and her hip to the rack with rope. The ropes cut into Laronella’s tender flesh and immobilized her feet completely. She felt very vulnerable with her legs spread apart and no possibility to protect her privates. Her body expressed Laronella’s feeling by erecting her nipples. Miss Maximus, who had instantly noted her girl’s arousal began to fondle the slave’s breasts. Laronella found comfort in the touch on her sensitive tits and moaned softly. Then she suddenly felt her nipples twisted hard and screamed in surprise as well as in pain.

“Has no one ever taught you to be quiet girl?”

“I am sorry Mistress. It won’t happen again Mistress.”

“You’re right about that girl.”

With those words Miss Maximus went to a closet behind Laronella and took a few things out. She approached the captive girl from behind and told her to open her mouth. As the slave opened up her Mistress quickly pushed a ballgag inside her mouth and buckled it tightly around her neck. 

“This will take care of your loose gab.”

Laronella tested the gag with trying to speak a few word but all she was able to produce were some silent mumbles. In addition to the gag Miss Maximus also attached a blindfold on her girl. Robbed of her windows to the outer world, Laronella now had to rely on her hearing and her sense of touch. She heard a whir which seemed to be just above her and suddenly felt a cold touch on her back. The cold sensation traveled down her spine and stopped at her back-bound hands. When she was able to touch back, she realized it must have been a hook hanging down from the ceiling. Miss Maximus hooked in the chain of the handcuffs and pushed the button to elevate the hook. Laronella’s arms were pulled up and forced her upper body to bend forward. 

“Girl? Shake your head when the strain becomes uncomfortable.”

At the point where her upper body was almost horizontal, Laronella shook her head very clearly and Miss Maximus stopped. Laronella tried to wriggle her arms for a few seconds. The strain was very hard on her shoulders and she was glad she had not waited much longer with her shake. Then, without warning, the whir resumed and Laronella’s arms were pulled ten more centimeters higher. She cried into her gag but all the response she got was a slap on her ass and an evil laugh from Miss Maximus.

“I wouldn’t be much of a Mistress if I allowed my slaves to control the Bondage, would I?”

Laronella shook her head to agree Miss Maximus knowing that she had been tricked by her. She urged herself to pay more attention in the future. Laronella tried to lift her upper body to remove some of the strain from the shoulders but she soon realized her efforts were in vain. This was the situation she always dreamt of. She was completely helpless and the only thing she could do was to wait for her Mistress’ next action. But what she heard next was nothing of what she had expected. Someone knocked at the door. Laronella struggled in her bonds. She did not want anyone but her Mistress to see her like this. Or did Miss Maximus arrange something for her? Laronella’s mind jumped to the wildest fantasies. Maybe Miss Maximus had invited a man too fuck her. Or even worse: what if it was a potential buyer? But Miss Maximus would never do such a thing. Or would she? Laronella tried to calm herself down with rational thinking. Most likely it was only Kitti who had to ask Miss Maximus for something. As she was not able to do anything about it anyway she opened her ears and listened to what was going to happen next. The first she heard was Miss Maximus’ strict voice.

“Come in!”

“Forgive my intrusion Miss Maximus but my keys are not in my bag. They must have fallen out in the locker room. May I search for them Miss Maximus?”

From the voice Laronella thought it must have been Vacky, the other slave she had seen in the office earlier. She opened her ears even more to make sure she did not miss a single part of the conversation.

“Certainly girl. But before you do that, unbutton your jacket and blouse for me.”

“Yes Miss Maximus.”

The slave undid the buttons as ordered and revealed her firm, round breasts.

“I see you are still wearing your nippleclamps. Very good, girl.”

“Your orders not to take them off before I am at home were quite clear Miss Maximus.”

“When did you realize your keys were missing?”

“At the front door to the apartment house I live in Miss Maximus.”

Laronella could not believe what she was hearing. She must have been here about half an hour or so and this girl was still wearing her nippleclamps? She couldn’t possibly imagine the pain the girl’s nipples must have been in.

“Search for your keys now and report to me when you have found them.”

“Yes Miss Maximus.”

While Vacky crawled to the locker room Miss Maximus turned back to Laronella.

“We will play a little game while Vacky searches for her keys.”

Laronella felt a hard intruder shoved in her already dripping wet cunt. Miss Maximus bent down to Laronella and whispered in her ear.

“If this dildo is still inside your crotch by the time Vacky has completed her search, you will be rewarded. But if you let it go before Vacky comes back… Well, just use your imagination girl.”

Miss Maximus’s words did not fail to frighten Laronella of the punishment she would most likely get if the dildo went out to fast. The fear itself made her tremble all over her body causing the dildo to start its way out of her pussy. Laronella tried to tighten her muscles around the intruder to keep it in longer. Her efforts were not completely successful but she managed the slow the sliding down a little. Still no word from Vacky. Laronella could feel that the dildo was only very few centimeters away from sliding completely out of her and she resigned to the fact that a severe punishment was unavoidable.

“I found my Keys Miss Maximus.”

At the very same moment she heard Vacky reporting to her Mistress the dildo slipped out and landed on the floor between Laronellas feet.

“It would seem we have a draw…”

“I beg your pardon Miss Maximus?”

“Have you got some time girl?”

“If you wish I can stay for one more hour Miss Maximus.”

“Take off your jacket and blouse! You may leave your pants and shoes on.”

When Vacky was done with her undressing Miss Maximus tied her hands in a tight armbinder.

“Clean up this dildo between the slave’s feet and put it away girl!”

Laronella expected to hear the splashing of water nearby but all she heard was a faint slurping and the smack of lips beneath her. By the sound she realized that to clean meant that the poor girl had to lick the dildo clean with her tongue. Laronella was ashamed that due her fault this girl was forced to eat her juices. She felt Miss Maximus lifting her head by her chin.

“Girl, your face is as red as a lobster. Are you ashamed?”

Laronella nodded her head.

“And you should be. I expect my slaves to keep a dildo in much longer. But don’t worry about Vacky. She is used to lick other slave’s juices.”

Laronella heard the cleaning sounds stop. Vacky grabbed the dildo with her mouth and returned it to the closet. When she got back Miss Maximus looked at her.

“Well Vacky. I gave my new slave a task. She did not succeed in it but she did not exactly fail either. What would you do with her?”

“You taught me in such cases a slave had to be induced with both pain and pleasure at the same time Miss Maximus.”

“Very good, my dear. And I know exactly how we do that. Or to put it correctly: how you will do that. Position yourself behind her and get ready to lick.”

While Vacky adjusted her position to get best access to the slave’s pussy, Miss Maximus attached nippleclamps to Laronella’s breasts. To the clamps themselves she attached two more things. A heavy weight and a cord to each side. When Vacky was in the right position Miss Maximus tied the cords to Vacky’s nippleclamps and made sure they were strained. 

“Now start to lick her but do not make her cum!”

Vacky started to lick instantly and every movement one of the slaves made was shared with the other by the cords. The clamps Miss Maximus had attached to her slaves were called Japanese clover clamps. Compared to other nippleclamps they had the advantage that they tightened their grip when they were pulled on. This way they not only prevented themselves from slipping off they also increased the pressure on the nipples.

Laronella felt heaven and hell at the same time. The strain on her nipples made her scream in her gag. And the tongue at her pussy made her do the same but for a different reason. She was unable to hold her body completely still, so she added to her own and Vacky’s tense situation. At the other end of Laronella, Vacky did her best not to scream in her tasteful gag. She had been a slave for quite some time now and was able to endure the pain and to concentrate on her task. And concentrate she did alright. Her speedy tongue was well trained and made Vacky an artist in licking woman. She pulled out her full talent. Her own moves added up to Laronella’s and caused the weights to swing wildly. 

In the meantime Miss Maximus had picked up several lengths of rope and began to tie Laronella’s elbows together. The slave did not even realize what was happening to her arms. She was only able to feel the pain in her nipples and the delicate tongue working on her clit. As Miss Maximus was finished with the elbows, Vacky had moved her attention to Laronella’s tasty hole. She pushed her tongue in and out quickly. Her mouth and nose were full of the slave’s juices and scent. Whenever she felt Laronella’s arousal increase she moved her tongue out and calmed the slave down by blowing on her pussy or running her tongue smoothly over the labia only to work the girl’s pussy even harder shortly after.

Miss Maximus plan worked out perfectly. Laronella consisted only of pleasure and pain. There was no room for other things in her thinking. When Miss Maximus lowered the slave’s arms her body automatically sprang up a little and increased the strain on the nipples even more. This time it was even too much for poor Vacky. In a reflex action she bit as hard as she could into the next best thing she had to a gag. Laronella suddenly felt the bite on her pussy and bit and screamed in her own gag.

Miss Maximus, lightly amused by the screams of her slaves, detached the handcuffs and tied Laronella’s wrists with another length of rope. When she was finished she took a pair scissors and cut the cord between the two girls breasts. For Vacky it caused only her tits to bounce back. For Laronella on the other hand it caused the weights swing to gain on drive.

“Stop licking!”

Vacky backed up at the very moment she heard her Mistress’s orders and looked at her. Miss Maximus took off the armbinder and stroked her slave’s hair.

“You have done well girl. You are dismissed now. Do not forget your keys this time!”

“Thank you Miss Maximus.”

Vacky crawled to the locker room and got dressed. She made sure she had everything in her handbag and came out to say goodbye to her Mistress.

“I am ready to leave Miss Maximus.”

“See you next week girl. And by the way, you may take off your nippleclamps now.”

“Did you not say one time your orders about the nippleclamps are final and not even you may revoke them Miss Maximus?”

“There is no rule without exception girl. You pleased me well and you had them attached far longer than they would have been if you had not lost your keys. I leave it up to you whether to remove them or not.”

“Thank you Miss Maximus. But I do not deserve your mercy.”

“What are you talking about girl?”

“It has been long since I had the opportunity to play with another slave Miss Maximus. So when I heard you would have a new slave today I left my keys here on purpose.”

“You lied to me girl?”

“I am sorry Miss Maximus.”

“You better be my dear. Stand up and drop your pants!”

While Miss Maximus went to the closet, Vacky did as she was ordered. When the Mistress came back and held a special item in her hands Vacky gulped hard. Miss Maximus saw the distress in Vacky’s eyes.

“I know your motives were pure but punishment has to be.”

“I was well prepared to receive punishment for my actions Miss Maximus.”

The Mistress lifted the item in her hands and held it just before Vacky’s face.

“Do you know what this is girl?”

“I remember it well Miss Maximus. It is the chastity belt with the pins in the buttocks area Miss Maximus.”

“It’s hard to forget isn’t it? Spread your legs!”

Miss Maximus put the belt around Vacky and locked it with several padlocks.

“You will wear it until your next time with me. And the clamps will stay on for the rest of the afternoon. Do I make myself clear?"

“Yes Miss Maximus.”

“Before you leave tell me did you like to play with Laronella?”

Vacky had known her Mistress very well and knew what such a question would mean.

“Yes Miss Maximus. I enjoyed every minute of it Miss Maximus.”

The Mistress had no other choice then to smile at the girls courage.

“We will talk about partner sessions another time. Now leave before I fetch the matching bra to the belt.”

“Thank you Miss Maximus.”

Smiling from ear to ear Vacky got back on her knees and crawled out the door. Miss Maximus turned back to Laronella who had monitored the whole conversation. Miss Maximus gently lifted Laronellas body to an upright position and removed the nippleclamps. The slave cried into her gag as the blood rushed back to her nipples. Miss Maximus took position before Laronella and reached to the blindfolds buckle. When the blindfold came off Laronella had to blink a few times to get her eyes adjusted to the light again. The inner side of the blindfold was covered with the mixture of tears and makeup. Laronellas eyes were red and the area around them had taken the over a purple color. Clearly visible were the marks where the blindfolds edges had imprinted themselves on the girls face. Next to come off was the gag. Laronella licked her lips and felt the imprint of the gags belts in her mouths corners with her tongue.

“Tell me girl. How was it for you?”

“I did not expect it to be so intense at the first time Mistress. It was heaven and hell at the same time Mistress.”

“Did you think of using the safeword?”

“Several times Mistress.”

“And why did you not use it?”

“Because I did not want it to stop Mistress.”

“So you liked it girl?”

“As much as Vacky did Mistress.”

Miss Maximus had to smile at those words. She had noticed the certain chemistry between the two girls.

“Would you like to play with her again?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“That can be arranged. I think you two would make a good slave couple.”

“Thank you Mistress.”

After this talk Miss Maximus undid the straps at Laronellas feet and made sure the slave was able to stand for herself. The Mistress pointed at a corner in the room and told Laronella to sit down there. She also told her slave that there were two bowls on the floor. One was filled with water the other featured mashed potatoes. She instructed Laronella to get comfortable and make good use of the food to gain strength again. The slave was grateful to get some rest and went to the corner on her knees. 

It was not easy to drink and eat from the bowls on the floor. Her first attempt to do so was to kneel before the bowl of potatoes and lean forward. She did not count for her own weight correctly and as a result she lost her balance and dipped her nose into the mash. When this did not work she tried lying on her belly. This way she had a much safer access and she ate and drank until her hunger and thirst were satisfied. The most pleasant surprise the corner had in store for her were the pillows that were lying all over the floor. Laronella rested her body on them and dozed off.

Laronella awoke from a tickling sensation on her nose. It was a smiling Miss Maximus who used a paper towel to clean the nose from the potato mash. Laronella jumped in surprise and tried to get up quickly. She had almost forgotten where she was in her sleep. It took a second to realize why she could not move her arms and who that woman was. When she came back to her senses she immediately kneelt down before her Mistress.

“I am sorry Mistress. I did not mean to sleep in your presence.”

“It’s ok girl. You will need all your strength for our next little game.”

Miss Maximus led the girl to another frame. This frame was shaped like an upside down “V”. The frame was again hip high and each of the rods featured four broad leather straps. Laronella had to stand in front of the frame with her feet touching it. Miss Maximus fastened the straps around the slaves ankles, beneath and above her knees and at the top of her upper thighs. Again Laronella was standing upright with her legs spread. Miss Maximus took another rod and slid it into a hole exactly beneath Laronellas crotch. The slaves suspicion about this rod were confirmed almost immediately. Miss Maximus attached a device on top of the rod which featured a dildo and a soft looking ball about five centimeters apart from the dildo. Next Miss Maximus attached nippleclamps to the already sore nipples of her slave. This time the clamps had no rubber padding on the grip surface. Laronellas nipples were in close touch with cold metal. The Mistress drew some cables which were dangling from the ceiling and attached the blank endings to the nippleclamps. The slave could see now that it were two electrical wires which ran through tow separate eyes on the ceiling. The other ends of the wires were lying on the floor. Laronella noticed the shine on the floor as if it was made of copper. Miss Maximus instructed the slave to lean forward. Now the Mistress took some metal weights and tied them to the remaining ends of the wires. 

“Lift the weights girl!”

Laronella leaned back and the weights followed her movement. 

“Are they heavy girl?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“That’s the point of weights girl. Hold them in the air until I order otherwise.”

When Laronella opened her mouth to ask how long she would have to carry the weights Miss Maximus quickly shoved a ballgag into the slaves mouth and fastened the straps securely. The final addition to Laronellas equipment was a posture collar. Miss Maximus went to the control panel behind the slave and pushed a few buttons. The device with the dildo came closer to Laronellas pussy and the dildo slid in effortlessly. The ball proved not to be as soft as it looked like but it was not very hard either. It touched the pussy from the outside. When the rising of the rod stopped the dildo had been completely swallowed by the crotch and the ball was pressing lightly against the captives clit. Miss Maximus had returned and stood in front of Laronella and had something like a remote control in her hand.

“This is one of my most sophisticated devices girl. It will again provide you with pleasure and pain. But this time it depends on you what you have and for how long.”

Miss Maximus pushed a button at the remote and the dildo and the ball came to life.

“These two will provide you with pleasure.”

A push to the same button again and the vibrating stopped.

“Now lower the weights to the floor girl.”

As soon as the weights had touched the floor, a sharp sensation traveled through the slaves tits. Immediately she lifted the weights again and the shocking stopped.

“Now listen closely girl. This was only for demonstration purpose. When I turn the machine on you will be in control of the electroshocks and the vibrating. You will soon find out how it works. Have fun!”

After that she pulled a blindfold out and applied it to the slave making her even more helpless than she already was. Miss Maximus went to another closet and made herself a cup of coffee. Then she took seat at a table and watched the slaves efforts to figure out how the machine works. Laronella got puzzled more and more. No matter what she did, nothing happened. Nothing at all. She put the weights down on the floor and waited a few minutes. As still nothing happened she tried to lift them. This was the moment Miss Maximus picked to activate the automatic mode of the machine.

Laronella held the weights for about two minutes in the air. Still nothing. She thought to herself she may as well rest the weights on the floor to relax her nipples. She rarely had made a more fatal mistake. The weights had barely touched the copper when the poor slave got her shocks. The shock was at a very high level and made her scream into her gag. She pulled her upper body back quickly witch was her next mistake. The quick movement added to the weights and Laronella felt like her nipples were torn off. If it weren’t for the gag, she would have been heard throughout the neighborhood. Somewhere in front of her she heard Miss Maximus laughing. 

For the next two or three minutes she did not dare to put the weights down until the strain on her nipples became unbearable. Carefully she leaned forward and prepared herself for the shocks. Surprised but glad she found the shock was on a very low level this time. And if that were not enough the dildo and the ball began to vibrate and created a very comfortable feeling inside Laronella. She left the weights on the floor and concentrated on her increasing arousal. After what seemed to be five minutes the vibrating stopped and she suddenly felt a high leveled shock from inside her pussy. Interpreting this as encouragement to lift the weights again she pulled her body back carefully. Almost the same moment when she felt the weights on her nips again the shocks inside her pussy and on her tits stopped. Again she held the weights in the air until the pain in her nipples became too much and forced her to lower them back on the floor. Immediately the vibrating started and so did the nipple shocking. The level of the shocks had increased a little and Laronella began to understand how this thing works. To avoid pussy shocks she tried to keep track of the time by counting form one to two-hundred-and-seventy. She knew if she could keep up a steady count this would give her the mark to lift the weights again. And although the shocks and the vibrating gave her a hard time counting she managed to pull the weights before the pussy shocking. This time she leaned back for only a few seconds. When she leaned forward the shocks had again increased and were now at a hurting level. Laronella tried to ignore the pain and concentrate on the pleasure in her pussy. Her efforts in this matter were only partially successful. When her arousal grew she lost count and received another hard shock inside her pussy. She played this game five times more until the shocks were nearing the same level she had felt at the beginning. With her numb nipples she was able to hold the weights much longer now. Given up the counting completely she missed the five minutes threshold and got shocked in her pussy again this time forcing her to lower the weights. When the nipple shocking started the dildo and the ball kept dormant. The shocks themselves were back at the initial level. She endured the pain for several seconds and lifted the weights. When she put them back on the floor for the next time the shock level had been reset to the lowest level and it all started from the beginning. 

At this point she realized that she had not very much control over the machine. The machine was in fact controlling her very efficiently. Laronella had no choice than to resign to that fact and to give in to her predicament. By the fourth run she had learned to appreciate the pain and make it add to her arousal. At the beginning of the sixth run the was nearing the edge.

She currently had the weights lifted and lowered them again. Given some time in the machine she had learned how to keep track of time by the increase of her arousal. When she thought the time had come she prepared herself to lift the weights again. Carefully as always she leaned back causing her only to tug on her nipples. Something was wrong this time. Again the slave tried to lean back with more force. The only thing she achieved by doing so was increased pain in her nipples. She realized the weights must be stuck on the floor somehow. She waited for Miss Maximus to say something or to correct the error, but she waited in vain. Then the vibrating doubled in its power. The shocks on her nipples jumped randomly from level to level. Even the pussy shocks had joined the party driving the slave crazy. 

The combined sensations were too much for her. The vibrating in and outside her pussy and the shocks on her nipples and in her pussy prevented her from focusing on even the simples thoughts. Laronellas existence was reduced to pleasure and pain. Inside her was no more place for anything else. She cried out her full voice when she came in the most intensified orgasm she had ever known and collapsed in her bonds. If Miss Maximus would not have been beside her already to catch her she would have simply fallen over. Miss Maximus pushed a few buttons on the remote causing the machine to shut down and the dildo to leave Laronellas pussy. When she found the slave able to stand for her own she let go and undid the bonding on her arms and legs. She detached the wires from the slaves nipples and led her to the resting corner. Slow and easy she lay the slave down on the pillows making sure of her comfort. Miss Maximus took the nippleclamps in her hands and looked at Laronella.

“Ready girl?”

Laronella prepared herself for the pain and nodded her head. The Mistress detached both clamps at the same time causing Laronella to whine in her gag. The blood rushing back burned like a thousand needles and was much more intense than the first time. She would have cried out loud if she had not used up all her voice on the machine. When she tried to reach for her nipples she felt her hands grabbed by Miss Maximus.

“Don’t touch them! I have something better.”

Laronella obediently pulled back her hands and made them rest beside her body. Soon after she felt a cool sensation on her nipples. Miss Maximus was tending to them with some ointment. The pain lasted form several minutes more but then it faded away. Miss Maximus took of the gag and lifted her slaves head with one hand. With the other hand she held the bowl of water to Laronellas lips and tilted it slightly. Thankfully the girl drank all the water from the bowl and let her head being put back on the pillows by her Mistress.

“Rest now! You have done well today.”

Laronella was glad at her Mistress’s praise and thanked her properly for it. Then she dozed off.

When she awoke the blindfold was gone. She found herself under a blanket and looked around the room for Miss Maximus. She found her in her throne nipping at a cup of coffee and reading in a magazine. Laronella instantly crawled to the throne and knelt before her Mistress.

“How do you feel girl?”

“Rested Mistress.”

“How are your nipples?”

“Much better Mistress. Thank you for tending to them Mistress.”

“You´re welcome girl. Do you have any questions concerning your first session with me?”

“No Mistress. But I am confused about one thing Mistress.”

“And what might that be?”

“Your attitude seems to jump from cruel to kind very unpredictable Mistress.”

“And that confuses you?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“What else does it to you girl?”

“It makes me endure the cruelty in order to receive your kindness Mistress.”

“And to what conclusion does that lead you?”

“Is it a way to ensure my obedience Mistress?”

“It is indeed girl. And from what I can tell, it works just fine on you.”

“Yes Mistress, it does.”

“Do you want to deepen your experiences with me girl?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good. You may come next week at the same time. Now come closer girl.”

When Laronella shifted her position closer to the throne Miss Maximus took a measuring tape and measured the distance from nipple to nipple around Laronellas neck. After that she got up and left the room for a few minutes. When she came back she had a pair of Japanese clover clamps in her hands. The clamps were connected by a small chain. She put the chain around Laronellas neck and attached the clamps to the girls nipples. 

“Move your head around girl!”

Laronella carefully started to turn her head in every direction.

“It hurts Mistress.”

“Of course it does. It’s supposed to. Get dressed now.”

Laronella crawled towards the locker room. She had to keep her head down to prevent the clamps from tugging too much on her sore nipples. Every time she moved her head up for orientation she felt a sharp sting in her nips. When she got back from the locker room Miss Maximus smiled at her.

“I really enjoyed our time together girl.”

“As did I Mistress.”

“You may leave now. Do not take off the nippleclamps until you are at home.”

“Yes Mistress.”

The girl had already made her way to the door when she heard her Mistress’s voice again. When she turned around she saw a broad grinning Miss Maximus.

“Don’t forget your keys girl.”

Laronella smiled back.

“I double-checked my handbag Mistress.”

As her Mistress nodded towards the door the slave opened the door and went out. The office was already empty and sunset had darkened almost all of the days light. In the office Laronella got back on her feet and left. Back on the street she had certain troubles to walk. When she walked too fast her breasts would bounce up and down causing the clamps to pinch her nipples at every step. Walking slowly was not the best thing either because it would double the time to get home. Although she was in trouble again she had to admire Miss Maximus’s affection for hopeless predicaments. One thing was for sure: taking the clamps off was out of question. So she tried the best to distract herself by singing some songs on her way.

Finally at home she went to the kitchen and took a wooden cooking spoon between her teeth. Taking a deep breath she detached the clamps one by one from her nipples. When she took the spoon out, she noticed that her teeth had dug into the wood and had left deep marks. She put the spoon back into the drawer and went to the bathroom for a long, hot shower. Carefully avoiding touching her nipples too much she cleaned herself and went to bed. As soon her head touched the pillow she fell into a deep sleep and dreamt about her new role as a slave.

To be continued…

The middle of the story – Find the slave ;-)

At this point I had to break up the break-in although it did not even happen in the story yet. My reason for doing so is because from what my feeling tells me I am about in the middle of the story. If I would write it to the end now Miss Maximus (the real one) would have to wait at least another week for it. I don’t even think she would have requested it to be that long. Hell, not even I thought it would become so long. When I started to write I thought I would be through with it after no more than five pages. But every time I typed a line the next three already had formed inside my head. I just had to go on and on.

Miss Maximus requested a fantasy an even though I know this may sound arrogant, fantasy is the one thing I most certainly don’t lack.

Diane’s Slut a.k.a. Tyee’s Puppy