by BlueKnight
Our Subbie Couple
Hi my name is Elizabeth, so properly I could be called Liz, Beth, Cath, etc. My current preference is Cathy. I’m a young 31, about 5′ 4″ tall, have sharp cheek bones, startling, big green eyes, a lean figure, with a body more like that of a tomboy than a fashion model. People say I’m very attractive. My current preference in hair color is red. My friend Cindy is a tall attractive blond, 29, taller than me, with a more curvey body.
Cindy and I, are housemates and also S&M dominants. I’d like to relate some of the adventures we’ve had with our submissives Kelly and Scott.
Kelly and Scott are girlfriend and boyfriend . He’s 30 she’s 28. They both have blond hair, although Scotts could better be described as tan or light brown. They are 2 of the most attractive subs I’ve seen, and have what I consider perfect subbie bodies (lean and slender, toned and worked out, yet vulnerable and very sensitive and arouseable). In addition they are very intelligent, articulate, and upscale, so there is plenty of room to bring them down in the world, so to speak.
They came to Cindy and I because they both individually had always been so turned on by S&M but both much preferred the submissive role. They were tired of just the occasional S&M session and wanted something between that and a full lifestyle. A partial lifestyle if you will, and they wanted to be erotically dominated together, they found it more exciting and erotic that way, so did Cindy and I. As Kelly is bi and so are Cindy and I, the sex thing with Scott included, works out just fine. Scott professes to be sexually straight, but then slaves can’t always choose their preferences.
One evening about 3 months into their new partial lifestyle, we were all at the cool house Cindy and I share.
“It’s time” I said, gleefully, mockingly, grinning ear to ear, as Cindy, also grinning, snapped leaches on to Scott and Kelly’s collars and began pulling them from the room. They were nude of course except for their g-strings (the most clothing they are allowed to wear in the house), and their hands were cuffed behind their backs.
“Time for what”? Scott inquired. I slapped him hard but playfully on his bare ass.
“Time for you two to go public”. I replied gleefully. The four of us had talked about it for sometime, getting other people involved in our S&M play and slave training, and going to the local S&M club. All of us found it a very erotic and exciting idea, but Kelly and Scott had felt they weren’t quite ready for such a new level of humiliation and exposure.
“Oh no” came the immediate responce, both of them digging in their heels.
“Oh yes” I said coming up behind them slipping my arms around two bare waists, and pushing while Cindy tugged in front.
“We talked about it long enough, and I know both of you will love it, and want to do it”. In fact from between them I noticed that already their breathing had quickened, and that the nipples on both their bare chests had hardened.
“So we are going to do it, besides you don’t have any choice, unless you want to never be slaves again , and stop seeing me and Cindy completely”. That got them to relent, and with Cindy pulling and me pushing we got them out of the house and into the car.
It was a cool night and since Kelly and Scott were wearing only their g-strings they had to be chilly. While I drove Cindy crawled in the back seat with them to keep them warm by teasing and playing with their nipples. They both have remarkably sensitive and excitable nipples. Cindy had to repeatedly warn them not to moan or whimper too much as she teased them.
It is an hours drive to the club and by the time we got there, forget the chilly night, both Scott and Kelly were flushed and perspiring, all the back windows were fogged. Kelly had become so aroused by the extended teasing there was actually a puddle of wetness on the leather seat between her quaking thighs, and Scott’s g-string was soaked with pre-cum his erection stretching beneath it like an iron rod. Without further ado thats exactly how we marched them into the club.
INSIDE THE CLUB
It was still early, there were about 50 people in the somewhat cavernous club, and about 10 submissives. Judging from the flashes of bare skin I saw in the dim light none of the other submissives were nearly as bare as Kelly and Scott were. Kelly and Scott were naturally enough the automatic center of attention.
Such exquisite humiliation! To stand there all but naked before a crowd of strangers in a public place, and not only naked but blatantly sexually aroused as well. The overload of humiliation was making both of them visibly tremble and guake as a crowd gathered. I was sure that if it wasn’t for the adrenaline and endorphins flooding their systems from the hour of non stop sexual stimulation in the car they would both have bolted. As it was they could only stand there trembling, red faced and flushed, their eyes on the floor as the crowd ogled them commenting, giggling, laughing, whistling at them or about them. Figuring they had , had enough, Cindy and I finally pulled them away, as we did, a club manager reminded us that our new submissive “guests” hadn’t been registered as club members yet.
NEW SUBBIES GET REGISTERED
Kelly and Scott stood before the registration table wearing only their g-strings. We had uncuffed and unleached them. Behind the table sat two burly male dominants, and a devilish looking young fem-dom. Some of the color of embarrassment had drained from Kelly and Scotts faces now that they were out of the limelight. Their level of sexual arousal had visibly cooled as well,( judging from the fact that Scott was only 1/2 erect beneath his g-string ), although the nipples on both their bare chests remained achingly hard, and each of their g-strings remained noticeably wet .
They had to give all their personal information ( address, phone numbers etc.), me and Cindy making sure they were truthful on everything . Then came the barked command,
“Get those g-strings down”. Kelly complied fairly quickly working the tiny thong down till it lay around her ankles. Scott on the other hand was much slower. He was clearly mortified at losing this last scrap of coverage and dignity, especially before other males, but he finally pulled his g-string down, and when he did his cock sprung to life, rising before our eyes, and stretching a long string of pre-cum from it’s tip to his thigh. The registrars chuckled and Scott colored furiously. I so much wanted to help him out by taking that slick aroused prick into my mouth right there, but there would be time for that later.
They now stood there totally nude. We make Kelly keep her sex shaved, allowing her only a small strip of hair above her pubis. Scott too is required to keep about half of his pubic hair shaven off and his balls hairless. Standing there naked I don’t think anyone could say they didn’t look great . They had to answer intimate questions about their sex life and their S&M experiences, then turn slowly around, arms up and down, legs spread, and closed so the registers could record any tattoos or piercings. Still naked they then each had to write a check ( we brought their check books ), for $100.00 as initial dues to be a new sub member of the club. Only then were they allowed to pull their g-strings back up and were welcomed to the club.
AFTER REGISTRATION
After registration we headed right to the bar. We don’t usually allow Scott and Kelly alcohol, it could dull their desires and needs, and we want those sharp to better use them for our pleasure. On this occasion I thought we might make an exception as the night had been fairly trying on them and I thought we could all use a drink. They were both happy when I told them they were each allowed to have one drink, after…….. they begged on their knees of course! Most of the floor of the club unfortunately, was smooth dark concrete sticky here and there with spilled drinks and discarded chewing gum. It had to be cold against Kelly and Scotts bare feet and certainly was not the best surface for kneeling. Kelly obediently complied however, and knelt her near perfect body on the dirty floor in front of me.
“Please mistress Cathy may I have a drink”.
“Yes you may” I smiled. Scott however was a different matter, apparently he had decided his pride had, had enough.
“I’ll skip a drink, and just have water” he sniffed already ordering the same from the bartender.
“You’ll have nothing then” I answered. I canceled the water and as Scott stood there helpless, as a mistress, I told the bartender no one was to serve Scott at all. He turned to face me his little rebellion quite defeated.
“Well. I’m waiting!” I demanded. Slowly he dropped to his knees by the bar on the sticky floor. I stopped him before he said anything.
“First pull down your g-string”. People were noticing our “scene” and we were collecting a small audience. Scott had gotten himself back in the limelight again.
“Please” he whispered to me from his knees imploringly.
Ignoring his plea, I nearly shouted for everyone’s benefit, ” Would you rather I have you take it off completely, and you can stay naked the rest of the night”, a couple of people clapped their approval of the suggestion. With trembling hands Scott lowered his g-string down his thighs. I stepped in close pressing my bare leg against his half hard cock, as he knelt.
“Now beg slave”! I said lifting his chin. I made him ask for a drink 3 times, running my fingers over his lips as he did so, feeling his bare cock hardening against my leg. When I stepped away my knee was wet from Scott’s trembling penis. Wow, now I needed a drink! Humiliating and sexually arousing someone at the same time is such a rush! Scott red faced had to struggle to pull his g-string up over his again iron hard erection. In the end I only allowed them a half a drink each.
After awile Cindy and I met some friends from the S&M scene Carla and Sophie. We all moved over to a seating area where we sat on comfortable sofas, while Kelly and Scott knelt on the floor, carpeted in that area by thread bare carpet. As we talked it was Kelly and Scotts job to hop up and fetch us drinks from the bar, nude except for their little g-strings of course, and then serve them to us. This meant they had to make their way through the crowd where anyone could grope them or cop a feel of their nubile bodies. This went well enough for an hour or so, then we decided it was time for something else.
There was a horizontal brass rail along one side of the bar with handcuffs dangling from it. It is called the cuffing bar and Dominants can cuff their submissives, and slaves there. When Kelly and Scott saw where we were heading with them, they both balked trying to get a firm grip on the floor with their bare feet, but the 4 of us tugging pushing and giggling, got them into position and cuffed them to the railing. The cuffing bar isn’t designed just to put submissives in light bondage, it’s real purpose is to leave them helpless while they are partially ( or in Scott and Kelly’s case almost totally) undressed, at the mercy of the crowd. Then giggling (the 4 of us were a bit tipsy by then ) we headed for the dance floor.
We took our time and danced for about 5 songs working off some of the alcohol before we rembered Kelly and Scott and began to make our way back to the side bar. As we approached I could see a large crowd of people gathered around the cuffing bar, and in the center, flashes of bare skin. Kelly and Scott!
We elbowed our way through and there was Kelly her tanned wrists still cuffed to the rail leaning back against a man who was fondling, tweaking, and teasing her smallish but perfectly shaped and up thrust bare breasts and especially her sexy little nipples. He must have been doing it for some time, as her eyes were half closed, her chest was flushed, and her very hard nipples were fully engorged. At the same time the mans female companion knelt in front of Kelly, passing an ice cube over Kelly’s flat quivering belly just at the top of her g-string and occasionally dipping it underneath down over the lips of her shaved sex. Meanwhile Scott stood cuffed opposite while two young women licked and tweaked his hard nipples, and a man ( a man mind you, Scott must have been too far aroused to care, or was too helpless to do anything about it ) rubbed Scotts’ steel hard obvious erection through his wet g-string to the giggles of the girls, and crowd.
It seeming like a good time to move in, Cindy and I reclaimed our “property”, uncuffed them and led them away from the cuffing bar to a chorus of good natured boos from the crowd. Thinking our slaves had, had enough for a while we moved to a quiet corner and let Kelly and Scott sit, rest their racing bodies and drink some water. It was now more crowded in the club. About 150 people were present about 30 of them submissives. About a half dozen of the submissives were now as nude as Scott and Kelly, and another half dozen were totally nude taking part in S&M punishment sessions on the clubs two stages.
After our rest Cindy and I took Scott and Kelly with leeshes attached to one of the stages to watch. They seemed less self conscious and embarrassed now as they walked only in their g-strings through a public crowd pulled on a leesh. It’s amazing what you can train people to get used to!
On the stage a male dominant was spanking a somewhat heavy nude female submissive tied over a horse. The blows were with a large wooden paddle with holes in it, and were hard and punishing, her ass was slowly turning from dark red to purple. Meanwhile on the same stage a female dominant had her nude male sub locked in a iron maiden, with clamps and clothespins placed strategically around his body, and a good looking blond submissive wearing only a g-string was being tied to an X frame by her master.
As Kelly and Scott stood with their backs to me watching the stage I couldn’t take my eyes off the sight of their perfect bare asses in front of me. We insist Kelly and Scott only tan in the nude, so they have no tan lines, lots of regular exercise keeps their asses toned super firm, and they each have such flawless skin. As we watched the performance I stood behind and between them stroking and cupping their sexy bare bottoms. I told them that for some infraction they could be on the stage being punished for the crowd, and asked if they would they like that, and did it excite them. They both responded “no” but I felt and noticed how their bodies surged and their breathing quickened at the thought. They said no, but their bodies were saying yes, yes.
We made our way back to the seating area. It was Scott and Kelly’s job to get drinks again. The crowd being much bigger now, Kelly was jostled on her way back from the bar spilling my drink. I told her she had just earned herself a punishment on stage. Her face blanched white and she moved to back away. I was on her in a flash, grabbing her wide pony tail of blond hair, twisting an arm behind her bare back. I conducted her that way half bent over to the smaller side stage where I flung her over a horse and quickly fastened her spread ankles, and wrists down. As Scott committed the infraction of being late with Cindy’s drink she brought him along too.
There was no doubt Kelly looked great tied over the horse, her perfect bare ass served up, arched out as a target, her toned bare legs stretched out taut, her bare breasts and hard nipples dangling down the other side. After suggestively caressing her quivering buttocks for a few seconds I picked up a paddle and went to it. Kelly took it quite well. As I neared the end of her spanking I could hear her breath racing from the stinging pain in her ass, but that was all, she had her mouth clamped shut and had not shed a tear. I didn’t want to hurt her too much, but as this was her first public spanking I wanted to make it memorable, I wanted to at least make her scream or cry a little. I switched paddles to the heavy long one with the holes in it that bruised the ass of the chubby submissive purple, got a 2 handed grip on its handle and slammed it against Kelly’s already very sensitized ass. Kelly’s mouth flew open in surprise, and the air rushed out of her lungs in a gasp. Before she could recover I hit her again in the same place, her bare body going rigid and her toes actually curling from the atrocious smart, then again and again. The last time she screamed, and then broke down, crying elaborately. Having made my point, I finished up with a few light slaps on her now fiery red ass, then released her and helped her down frm the stage to a light smattering of applause. Scott was next. Cindy bound him over the same horse and paddled his bare ass for anyone who cared to watch. When she was done we all headed back to the seating area.
If it was humiliating and embarrassing for Kelly and Scott to walk around nude except for little g-srings through a dressed crowd, it was clearly extra humiliating and embarrassing for them to walk around nude except for little g-strings with their bare asses glowing a hot pink, or hot red in Kelly’s case, so everyone who even glanced at them knew they had recently been spanked. Back at the seating area we again had them kneel on the thread bare carpet. They looked so delectable kneeling up off their heels, backs straight, chins up but eyes downcast. Kelly’s bare breasts so natural and exciting looking, pert tear drop shaped, with silky soft but but hard nipples. Scott’s bare flat, well muscled but supple belly. Both their perfect asses glowing . We had them serve us drinks again, then we allowed them to sit on the sofas with us,….. gingerly in Kelly’s case.
We talked with them about their feelings, and their experiences in the club so far. I asked if they were still sure that they wanted to be sexual submissives. The answers were emphaticaly, yes. Cindy complemented them on the night so far, and they replied that after tonight’s experiences they knew all about being experienced sexual submissives. I had to laugh, and tell them that they were still just novices in submission, and had hardly even begun their training. Kelly especially took exception to this, saying that after tonight they knew all about submission, and that she could already perform just as well as any fully trained submissive. She became quite insistent about it, so I said,
” Fine, then lets see”.
I called over a passing dominant male club member, at least that’s what I took him to be. I ordered Kelly and Scott to kneel again, and asked the passer by if he would like to help us with a little scene.
“Sure” he replied smiling, holding his drink.
“Good, Kelly kneel in front of him, Scott kneel facing his side”.
“Go on get close, real close Kelly”. Kelly turned her eyes to me now a little worried, but they knelt in position.
” Now get your g-string down Kelly, all the way down past your knees Kelly, you too Scott”. They complied both of them blushing furiously at the total exposure.
“Now sir if you would hand your drink to Scott, good. Kelly undo his zipper”. Kelly looked at me questionably, but seeing my hard look, undid the mans fly.
“Now Kelly your going to take his penis out, put it in your mouth, and perform oral sex on him”. Such a shocked expression on her face!
“And if you don’t do it, and do your best job, your going to be taken on the main stage naked, tied down and spanked with the harshest, heaviest paddle they have here as hard as anyone can, to the tune of 100 strokes on that tender ass of yours”. Kelly’s mouth dropped open and color drained from her face.
“And Scott while Kelly’s giving a blow job your going to continue kneeling there naked only inches away from this masters cock, holding his drink, while you watch his prick sliding in and out of your girl friends mouth”. Kelly hadn’t moved.
“Well!!!!, lets make it 100 strokes then on your hot ass, Kelly, 100 on your belly, and 100 on your breasts”!
What a forlorned face Kelly turned toward us! Her bottom lip quivered, and she trembled as she commenced her task. The guys penis swelled quickly in Kelly’s mouth to full erection. Cindy and I had always judged her a fair cocksucker. I admonished her to make sure she took his cock in all the way, and was rewarded by a faint wretching sound, and tears in her eyes as the strangers prick bumped up against the back of her throat. I slapped Scotts bare ass.
“Pay attention Scott. Watch closely”. Having little choice, he did, as his face reddened.
“Now Kelly if this master chooses to honor you by cumming in your mouth, you’ll swallow every drop. For every single drop you miss you’ll get 10 super hard strokes of the large paddle on your bare ass”.
The slick shaft slid in and out of Kelly’s mouth. After awile I noticed the guys hips begin to buck I could tell when the first pre-cum leaked into Kellys’ mouth by the way she screwed her eyes shut and stiffened. Watching her relaxing her throat obediently and swallowing made me so hot. I bent down to check the condition of our little slaves to make sure they were also into the scene, in spite of themselves.
I reached around to Kelly’s bare breasts, her nipples were rock hard. I tweaked them and was rewarded with an immediate moan and quivering from Kelly. With her g-string off and her vulva trimmed so hairless I could see she was wet. Whats more being so close I could actually smell her wetness and arousal. Going to Scott, his penis was 100% erect, straight up against his bare belly, almost reaching his navel. His nipples were rock hard too, and when I played with them he redfacedly squirmed so much, he almost spilled the drink he was holding, a drop of pre cum was leaking from the tip of his penis.
By this time our guest had his hands tangled in Kelly’s hair while he really fucked her face, pulling her head to and fro, tears were flowing from her eyes as his dick continually hit the back of her throat making her cough with every thrust. He was getting quite rough.
“Thats enough” I demanded, finally breaking them apart.
“Kelly, wipe your eyes and nose, thank this master and kindly put his tool away. The guy looked disappointed but sipped his drink, congenially, while Kelly said thank you in a small hoarse voice, and put his softening slick prick away. As it was late we left the club soon after.
Back home the 4 of us had great sex, me and Cindy each came 3 times. As Scott’s and Kelly’s bodies, and their sexual responses are owned by us, we did not choose to allow them to come. They remained unsatisfied, bound on the floor aroused, hot, erect, and wet. And as I snuggled down into the big comfortable bed I shared with Cindy, that was the last view I had of them before drifting off to sleep.
The Next Morning
I awoke the next morning feeling terribly refreshed. Cindy had already gotten up. I peeked over the side of the bed, Kelly and Scott were still bound on the floor where we’d left them, on their backs, side by side, comfortable enough but they weren’t able to touch each other or move any of their limbs much. They appeared to be asleep. Quietly, I slipped naked out of the big fluffy bed to the floor. First with Kelly, then with Scott, using my mouth and hands, I teased their nude bodies until they were both squirming in their bonds, just as aroused as they had been last night. Then giggling happily to myself I padded nude to the bath.
By the time I was finished with my bath, Cindy had released Scott and Kelly. As a general rule, Cindy and I feel that our used bath water is good enough for the likes of our subbies, so after I got out it was Scott and Kelly’s turn in the now tepid water. They both fit nicely on their knees in the big sunken tub. I took full liberty of their bound arms and opened knees, passing the wet slippery soap, over all there most interesting parts, I’d never seen Scott’s penis, or Kelly’s nipples so hard! After their bath they had a few minutes for their personal needs, and to tidy up the bathroom.
Then nicely dried, groomed, and naked, they joined me as I lounged in a short terry robe, pulling a comb through the conditioner in my hair as I read a magazine. They were both very fawning and preening and suggestive to me as they went about serving me coffee, manicuring my nails etc. A hard nipple brushing me there, a hand sliding along my thigh there, Scott’s tongue actually gliding on my bare leg, Kelly’s warm breath on my neck. Of course I knew that they had been terribly aroused yesterday, and last night, and again this morning and not allowed to come. At first their actions to seduce me and remain servile at the same time were amusing but then very annoying, especially as I was interested in the magazine I was reading. When Kelly nipped at my earlobe with her teeth I had had it. I threw the magazine in a rage, grabbed them each and yanked them into our playroom, where I fastened each over a leather horse, naked and bent double with their legs widely spread, and their wrists and ankles fastened down. After gagging them I selected a stout leather paddle and let them have it. They each got 100 whacks of the paddle on their bouncing, hot asses, as hard as I could deliver them. It was a good thing they were tied down and gagged, even though our playroom is fairly soundproof, I’m sure without the gags they would have been heard a block away. By the time I was finished they both sagged across the horses covered with sweat, both sobbing uncontrollably around their gags. Their asses looked for all the world like 2 lurid, very ripe, red tomatoes. Cindy stepped in on her way to work.
“What did they do….!” she asked, surprised at the glowing bottoms, and sagging, sweating bodies she saw before her. I shrugged in response.
“Why did you spank them?”
I shrugged again smirking wryly. Cindy chuckled, shaking her head at me going…’ tsk, tsk, tsk’, before leaving. So…….,did I punish them for being so sexually aroused, after I myself had made them that way? I suppose I did, but then no one said the life of a submissive would be easy,….. or fair!
Later as I watched Kelly and Scott dress for work, I noticed them wince as they pulled their clothing over their burning swollen bottoms. For the rest of the day whenever I thought of the intimate pain my spankings would cause them a 100 times that day as they sat, or stood or moved at their respective jobs a sexual tingle would shoot through me. Being a mistress is soooo much fun sometimes.
That Night
Some may think me cruel, not so. Every sadomasochistic relationship needs a balance of sadism and masochism, else it would not be a sadomasochistic relationship. All dominants must be very careful to keep that balance and not become so enamored of, and tender to our subbies that we forget the sadistic element and ruin the relationship for everyone. At any rate, the choice is always the subbies, if for example Scott and Kelly were so upset about their spankings they just need not return for our next scheduled time together.
Scott and Kelly however, did return that evening promptly on time and quickly stripped down, to get into their thongs. This evening they served Cindy and I dinner, and as they did so naked except for their g-strings it was obvious that their flawless asses would be elaborately bruised for sometime from this mornings spankings.
During the dinner we decied to take some pity on them and give them a treat. I detained Kelly, cupping a tear drop shaped breast in my hand, while Cindy detained Scott. As Kelly stood there holding a plate I played with one hardening nipple, then both. Tweaking, flicking them back and forth, teasing. She was silent and still at first but the after a while she began squirming in place making little whimpering noises in her throat. A small amount of grease from the plate she was holding slipped down her flat belly, (Kelly by the way has great abs, flat, and muscular, but supple. As a matter of fact, I had been meaning to mention to Cindy that I thought Kelly must have lost a couple of pounds recently because her belly seemed even flatter and more defined than usual of late). I leaned over and moving my tongue slowly up her velvety skin licked it off. This made Kelly moan, and her eyes flutter. Reaching out, I pulled her g-string down her long legs, and off, leaving her naked. Glancing over toward Cindy I saw she was doing the same to Scott. I tilted the plate Kelly held, causing more of the grease and meat drippings to coat her from the navel down, and proceeded to thoroughly lick all that off. By the time I was done her skin from hip bone to hip bone, and navel to mid thigh shone with my saliva, and her lower belly was undulating and rippling under my tongue like a snake. Her body seemed to radiate heat, and she was moaning through pressed lips. Looking up toward her face I saw that her pupils had dilated, her nipples were very hard, and the skin near her clavicle had begun to redden in a sex flush. Sitting back and wiping my lips with the back of my hand, I cooed up at her,
“Ok Kelly, time to show us what a little slut you really are. We would like a little entertainment with the rest of our dinner, so you two can fuck for us….. Lay on the counter, on your back, with your legs spread.”
Cindy who had been busy with Scott while I was busy with Kelly ceased in her ministrations and they both turned to look at us. Kelly hesitated.
“Now dear” I said mockingly, taking the plate from her trembling hands.
Kelly walked unsteadily toward the counter. The counter I referred to separated what would properly be called our dinette, from the dining area where we now were. It’s a sturdy island type affair about waist high, cleared at the moment, and unobstructed to the ceiling. Kelly with her back to it hoisted herself up and placed her bare ass on the Formica sitting with her legs dangling over the edge.
“I said lay down Kelly and spread your legs”. Kelly slid her heated body with some reluctance, across the cold counter top and lay down upon it.
“Spread your legs farther”. She moved her tanned strong legs farther apart.
“Wider Kelly!” “I mean it!”
The only way she could spread her legs wider, was to sharply jackknife her knees, bringing her heels toward her buttocks, so that she had one bare foot planted firmly on each each end of the counter, and her thighs almost as splayed open as they would be at the gynecologist.
“Good, now beg Scott to fuck you”.
Kelly wet her lips hesitating, as a blush rose to her face.
“Come on Kelly” Cindy coaxed her hand still stroking Scott’s erect penis.
I reached for my static shocking wand, plugging in the extension cord. (Marvelous toys, hurts like being stung by a bee, but leaves no marks, and dosen’t hurt the skin,….. a good tip though is to make sure you have a long extension cord so you can reach your subbies all over the house, as needed). Moving from the table I touched the wand to Kellys flat belly. She gasped, and her body bounced against the counter top at the crackling, stinging shock.
“I said beg!”
“Please, please fuck me Scott”. Kelly responded this time.
“Smear your wetness over your pussy lips as you say it”. Kelly hesitated, I touched the wand to her left nipple.
“Ahhhhhhhh” Kelly let out a small scream as her bare body jerked against the counter top.
“Please Scott fuck me” Kelly said with tears in her eyes from the sting of the wand, while her slim fingers smeared her wetness up and down the length of her bare vulva.
I made her say it once more before we gave Scott the go ahead, and without further to do, he slide his slick cock to the hilt in her hot vagina. It was somewhat akward for Scott as he had to both get his knees on the counter and fit between her splayed feet but they managed. Cindy and I returned to our dinner. Enjoying our food to the tableau of our 2 naked slaves fucking each other on the countertop 10′ away, and sipping our wine to the accompaniment of their moans and whimpers, and the rhythmic creaking of the counter as they fucked. When the creaking, and their movements became too frantic and furious we required them to remain still, with Scott holding himself in Kelly, while their bodies receded from the edge of orgasm before ordering them to continue. When it was clear they couldn’t hold their orgasms back, any longer, we stopped them, and with Cindy in charge of Scott, and me in charge of Kelly rushed them down to the playroom where we lashed each of them standing on tiptoe to a pillar, facing it, their bellies pressed against it.
“Alright slaves” Cindy intoned, “here is your chance to orgasm tonight, and your only chance,…….. rub your hot bodies against the pillar till you come.”
Kelly lost no time in grinding her soft body against the hard steel pillar, even wrapping her strong legs around it and sliding her well oiled vulva and slick pubis up and down the 5″ diameter pole. It took her only 2 minutes to come. Scott too lost no time, desperately rubbing himself against his pillar, but had more difficulty. His hard slick penis was slippery, and kept sliding round one side or the other of the rounded unyielding metal. Cindy finally steadied him, and he worked himself for 5 minutes before he came. After their orgasms we released them, and then naked on their knees had them clean their respective pillar with their tongues of any fluids they left behind. Then since we were in the playroom anyway, and our too cute subbies were all warmed up, naked on their knees, and me and Cindy had yet to have our after dinner
