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The Quality Bitch

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Warning: This story is based on a series of fictional settings, people and circumstances. I repeat, the people, places in this story are not real, the events depicted and described are very real as are the delicious torments described. We found them delightful and within the bounds of doable. They were exciting for all participants. Any similarities with actual people or locations are merely coincidences, aren't they! This is for adults: If you are not considered an adult, please don't read any further.

The Quality Bitch Chapter 1 It was just one of those days, you know what I mean, a constant stream of bad news, one right after another. My house needed a new roof. The place where I was working was closing its doors. My final divorce papers came in the mail. Time for a change. First things first. To find another job. I dug out my old resume and started updating it to fill in the last 10 years and once that was done I went to the computer and tried looking for something new that I might be interested in doing, didn't have much luck though. I searched for last Sunday's paper. I found the adds in the trash. I dusted them off and with a beer in hand began my search. Then I saw it, Quality Manager, for years I had been on the receiving end of the abuse trying to fix things that were broken or didn't fit right all the time suffering the criticism of the quality department. Well it was time, if you can't beat them join them, and I applied and sent my fax out, at the same time I sent my resume out to some agencies and searched for Quality Control related jobs on the net. Two more month, is what I figured it might last closing down the plant that would be all the time I had to get something else. The first couple of weeks went by without a word, and then I get this a call for an interview. The job sounded good but the money and benefits weren't close to what I was making, so I asked for time, trying to stall in case nothing else came my way. Then the following week I got another call from an agency this time and I went for the interview. Afterwards they sent me to the company for screening or so they called it and then 4 people in a small room grilled me for an hour and a half. They asked what my expectations are for salary, I couldn't read them, no idea at all if I was high or low. I have a great dislike for the interview process. Finally they tell me "We'll get back to you". I really don't expect it; I don't think my answers were what they wanted to hear sometimes I'm just too honest for my own good (got to make a mental note on that). I finished up cleaning out my desk, trying to take some of my stuff home every day so I wouldn't have to clean it all out at one time. I was working late when the phone rang, I pick it up and some clerk calls to tell me that if I'm interested I have the job and to report in 2 weeks at the beginning of the month at 10:00 AM for orientation. Well the day finally arrives, I'm the new Quality Manager I get a radio and keys to a new office, executive restroom, laptop, the whole deal, Nice, Real Nice, maybe things are looking up. The next day they take me around and introduce me to everybody, I get the meeting schedules that I have to attend, and I meet my staff, a superintendent Melissa and 3 supervisors Ed, Sheryl, Harry and my secretary Debbie make up the quality department Salary and then 30 hourly inspectors. They all seem to be nice people although I sense some resentment from the superintendent, the lady looks about 25 or so, Very Dark Haired, perhaps 5'1" tall, nice figure very pleasant to look at, but her eyes give her anger away, rumor has it she was inline for my job. I'm not used to getting to work at 10:00. I'm always in early, well now especially because I' not sure what's going on for sure yet. So at 7:00 I wander through the production area and then to the Quality office and greet 3 of the guys looking at a part on the bench. I make small talk with them, introduce myself and I ask them if there's any coffee to be had and we have a coffee together and make small talk about the parts and the problems associated with them and try to listen and learn... The daily 10:00 AM manager meeting was a new thrill; we go over all the audit functions and cost, I figure it wouldn't affect me, good thing I kept my mouth shut. Turns out office supplies, maintenance, markers, tools and tags all come from my new budget, looks like that's where I'll be spending the weekend, trying to make sense of the numbers. It was a nasty week, but it's behind me, now to wrestle the books and figure out my budget. I startup the laptop and crank up a spreadsheet set it up and get the neighbors kid to plug in the numbers. By late Saturday I'm ready to start some crunching, analysis and forecasts on the departments budget. As I get a clearer picture where everything's going, I detect some gaps that I can't account for and decide to call the accounting Manager (Matt) and ask some questions. Matt was helpful enough. He just chuckled and commented that nobody ever went that deep into the accounts and not to worry about it but if I wanted he would pick up supervisions credit card statements for my department operating budget and drop it in my mailbox at work Sunday morning. Something wasn't right and I knew it, I didn't want to end up the fall guy for an accounting fuck up for anybody, so I picked up the statements Sunday afternoon and continued digging. Ed, Sheryl and Harry's expenses weren't all that high between $30 and $50 a week. Melissa's on the other hand was $1200 - $2100 a week. Turns out she was in charge of buying tags and fasteners along with office supplies, but that still seemed kind of high. On Monday morning I asked Matt how the budget is calculated. He explains to me that I shouldn't worry so much and tells all I'm accountable for and not to go over my average annual dollar amount and that that's the only indicator that's used for an audit. He cautions me not to use expense funds for Projects and to write projects for the large dollar items purchased, that would keep the numbers in line. Things were starting to smooth out a little, seemed like this was really a piece of cake and a lot easier that my old job. Time for lunch. I asked Debbie my secretary if she'd like to join me for lunch (I couldn't be accused of anything taking a 60 year old lady to lunch). She smiled and led the way to the parking lot. Then she informs me there isn't much around in the way of restaurants, just a diner at the strip mall everything else is too far for an hour lunch. We make small talk and I find out that Debbie's quite the company historian and a little bit of a gossip and she fills me in on all the dirt little secrets through lunch. I pick up the tab and we walk back to the car I see Melissa coming from the Office Store with a small plastic bag in her hand and she gets in her little sports car and flies out of the parking lot. I had some time so I went back to the laptop and my accounting project and Melissa expenses. Talking to the some of the workers and listening to them complain about not having what they need and when they need it made me suspicious and then talking to Debbie and some of the comments she made about Melissa. So I questioned Debbie, she began to explain that Melissa roommate Candice who works at the Office Store bought a house together and implied that she didn't want to know any more about whatever arrangement they had. And that's when the light came on for me "The Office Store" that's where the money was going, but the supplies weren't to be found. Another 3 months of digging turned up all the evidence I needed even photos. Melissa and Candice had embezzled roughly $700 dollars a week. Melissa would take the credit card and Candice would ring the purchase and resell the items and the cash would disappear. I decided to wait till Thursday to have a private discussion with Melissa, besides I needed to pick up a small digital video camera yet and some other things and Friday was a holiday.

Chapter 2 Thursday morning I went to Melissa's office. I made sure she was alone and no one was around to hear what I had to say to her. I asked her to come to my office to see me at 5:00. She began to complain about it being a long weekend and she had plans, and I told her it was mandatory that we talked and went on to say "Melissa I am fed up with your attitude. I've had enough of your shit and it's time we settled a few things!" With that I walked out and back to what I was doing. At 4:00 I went to my office and setup the tape recorder and video camera and printed out the confession for her to sign. She walked in a few minutes after 5:00, just as Debbie was leaving. I told her to close the door and she sat in front of me I began to tell her the pieces of the story and what I had discovered and showed her the evidence of the transactions and how her and Candice embezzled over $250,000 dollars from the company. When I looked up I saw sheer terror in her eyes as tears began to pool in the corners. She sobbed and said she was sorry; my reply was not good enough. I outlined the coming events as best I could, notifying the Company, the IRS for tax evasion, (something she hadn't thought of) and that part of the money would be recovered, by sizing her house, car and whatever else the court could recover the funds. This sent her into hysterics. Exclaiming how sorry she was and how it was all Candice's idea as I shoved the confession in front of her to sign. She began to beg and tell me the whole story even some thing's that I didn't know for sure. She signed the paper; I took it and placed it in my desk. I looked her in the eye and told her "Melissa go home, and stay there!" I'll deal with you later! I wrapped up my stuff, made 2 more copies of the videotape and confession and locked one set in my desk, swung by the bank and placed a set of copies in bank safety deposit box and took the third copy home with me. When I got home I kicked off my shoes, grabbed a beer truly enjoying and savoring the moment. As I popped the top on my second beer the phone rang and it was Candice (I let the machine get it) in a very pleasant voice asking me to please call, and then she hung up. Up to this point Candice was a complete stranger to me, I sat back and smiled, what an opportunity I had here if I just had the Balls to use it? Everything I had ever dreamt of and or wanted to try or could have possibly thought of to do with a woman was unfolding at my feet. Melissa had been a bitch to me right from the start and then she was a thief on top of that. I just wondered if the stakes were high enough to force them to cooperate with me. The devious plan was coming together in my mind. I took a shower, put on some shorts and a tea shirt. I took my little package and placed it in the glove box and drove to the local 24 hour hardware store and picked up some interesting items, since we were fairly rural, this place carried a lot of equestrian and farm supplies and I was able to find everything I needed. It was almost 7:00 PM when I pulled up in Melissa and Candice driveway, no way was I discussing any of this on the phone with either of them. Melissa answered the door, her eyes were red from fear and she'd been crying. Candice joined us; she was wearing clam diggers and a short top that stopped just above her navel. She was a brunette, early 20's, nice figure, smooth complexion, the women were so transparent but non the less absolutely drop dead gorgeous. The type of young women who had tormented me all my life, led me on and then walked away snickering and filing for divorce, no one was snickering now. I guess all the resentment I felt in the job from Melissa, and then me not dating for quite sometime, the pain of the divorce all came together at once. The girls looked rather serious. Candice started to speak; I simply held my finger to my mouth signaling for her to be quite, her second attempt to speak, I simply cut her off and told her to get me a beer, nice to watch her sway as she walked away. She was a little taller than Melissa, maybe 5'7" or so. When she handed me the beer I handed her the package with the tape and the confession and told her to play it! Now! She fooled with remote as Melissa sat on the love seat across from me as the picture of her came on screen as she relived the events again. I saw defeat written all over Candice's face, with that I told her "Candice theirs another line on that paper under Melissa name it outlines your conspiracy, it's for you signature, Sign it!" She took the pen, signed it and handed it back to me acknowledging her defeat. I began to get up and Candice stopped me by simply saying please, can't we work something out, please don't do this, if you do this we could go to prison for 10 years, we couldn't live like that, Please? I pointed to the love seat next to Melissa and told to Candice "SIT down and shut up"! I pulled back the coffee table in front of them and sat on the corner of the table about a foot away from the girls. I was quiet for a long time, just watching them and forming the words in my mind that I was going to say to them, I wanted to impress upon them how things were going to be. But first one more question, Ladies, what else haven't you told me about all this, and they swore that they weren't keeping anything from me... Ladies, you have chosen this path for yourselves and you're in a nasty situation and now you want to avoid the consequences, 10 years or so in prison? Here's how you can do that, please listen carefully (I said in a soft voice); I am not going to repeat myself after I explain all this to you will have to decide for yourself, but you both have to come to the same conclusion, if you cannot decide, then I can't help you, is that clear? They both nodded their heads up and down. I will only ask you to do something one time, Refuse me, and you know what the out come will be. Lie to me, disobey me, Just fuck up one time, you go to Prison, there will be no warning, no second chance and all the begging or pleading will not change your fate. Thinking to myself, the many things that I've always wanted to do, but for some reason I was always discouraged or talked out of by women who wanted to control the moment, this won't happen this time. Ladies, the easiest way to explain your fate is that you are going to have to be willingly to become my slaves, completely obedient, willing to do whatever I ask, when and however I ask without hesitation or discussion. If you're slow I will punish you, but I may just punish you anyway, from this point on you have nothing but what I grant you to have, everything you see or touch that is yours from your body to your possessions ALL, will be mine to do with as I please with your encouragement, consent and blessing. The only concession that I am willing to offer you is you can spare yourself and your families the embarrassment of visiting you in prison, you'll be able to keep your jobs and you won't have a criminal record. Your sentence in my service will last as long as I see fit and no longer than the 10 years you deserve, and if your good, real good, I'll allow you some time to yourselves a couple of days a month for good behavior. Ladies, you have 10 minutes to decide if you want to accept my offer? It's either Yes or No, no negotiations, you have nothing to barter with. I'll be waiting outside. I left them on the couch and went to my car for a cigarette, I leaned against the car and lit up a smoke and began to scope out the neighborhood. Nice, all these places had 5-acre lots and the houses were almost in the middle of the lot, large pines framed the property boundaries and along the front of the road. I had almost finished my cigarette when Candice walked up the drive toward me, she stopped in front of me and with a quiet voice she told me of their decision. They'd do anything not to go to jail and she empathized "Anything" I asked of them they would do, and she asked me to just try and be patient with them. She was too clam, so I tried for some shock effect. Candice, tell me, did you ever make it with Melissa? There was a pause as she looked down and then as I suspected, a quiet "Yes" came from her lips. I opened my trunk and took out the Gym bag containing my supplies and closed my trunk. Candice was him hawing around, it didn't seem like her, and so I asked her what her problem was. She said "Well ah Sir, I ah, just remembered what you said about holding back and, ah, we for got to mention about Sandy". So I asked, "Who's Sandy" as I headed for the front door and dropped the bag in the living room. Ok Candice, I haven't eaten yet so your going to make us some sandwiches and coffee have it on the table in 30 minutes, and Candice, make yourself look presentable by the time I get back, Ladies wear dresses, Candice, did I hear a "Yes Sir" out of you? She quickly shot back "Yes Sir". Melissa, come walk with me. By now it was dark outside as we walked down the drive and out onto the grass, she stopped because here heels were sticking in the dirt, she looked at me and I told her in a reassuring voice, take them off as I continued walking. I turned and waited for her to catch up, she was a little shit in her stocking feet I don't think she weighted a 100 pounds; we were near the tree line. I lifted her chin with my finger and kissed her lips gently. With a reassuring voice I told her, Melissa it's going to be all right, just do as I tell you and you'll be just fine and I kissed her again this time more deeply. When her lips parted she seemed relieved. I held out my hand, she took my hand in hers and with that I said no Missy, your underpants; she looked at me perplexed and stammered "not here" Yes Missy, here and now, I can't she said I have pantyhose on, well then Missy, then take them off too. Now Missy! Being a little more forceful. She raised her skirt and liberated the pantyhose and her panties very quickly, trying to hide herself from my view, which she accomplished. She handed the garments to me and I put them in my pocket. We walked to the corner of the lot right into the pines. These trees were 30' tall with branches going all the way to the ground. I walked up under one with some higher branches I held my hand out to Missy again and she placed her hand in mine and I snapped a hand cuff around it slung it over a heavy branch overhead and clasped it to her other wrist. I took her face in my hands again and kissed her deeply, she kissed back, so I lengthened the kiss as I grabbed for the hem of her skirt and started to gradually lift it. She was startled and drew back from the kiss and I warned her softly, "Bad Girl Missy" and I resumed the kiss and her skirt continued to come higher until the hem was up at her armpits and her bottom was completely exposed. I let my hands wander to her ass and I fondled it squeeze it gently with a lift and separate motion to my hearts content, with little protest she continued our kiss. I stopped our kiss and knelt in the grass before her. She got extremely nervous and clamped her legs together. Again I warned her "Bad Girl Missy" and smacked her ass lightly. She opened up in front of me to show me her dark pubis curls. I searched and probed for the secrets buried within, while she whimpered quietly and held her position until I was satisfied and she was on the verge, and then I simply got back up. I looked her right in the eye and asked her "Melissa, tell me about Sandy?" Apparently she too had forgotten. She was afraid, she whispered, "OH, AH, She's a high school kid that works for Candice". Then I asked again "AND?" and she bit her lip and told me that Sandy was in on the scam too, whenever Candice was busy, Sandy helped out and they paid her for it. She was supposed to come by Tomorrow afternoon and pick up her check. I gently lowered her skirt and resumed our kiss as I released her one wrist from the tree and then refastened her wrists behind her back. OK for now Missy, time to eat as I held her arm and walked back to the house.

Chapter 3 Candice had made sandwiches and she was wearing a summer dress. I had her sit next to me and Missy, Candy I called her and I could see, it wasn't what she liked to be called, but I continued, the look on her face was priceless when she saw Missy in hand cuffs. Candy my sweet, your going to gratefully, with a great big smile stand up, raise your dress and remove your panties while Missy and I watch you do it, now do it nice and do it slowly, we wouldn't want to miss anything. Candice turned a brilliant red and slowly did as she was told and when she finished I patted the leather couch and told her to sit back down next to me. With panties in hand she sat, and quickly tucked them between the couch cushions. I took a sandwich and placed it to Missy's lips and demanded she take a bite. I explained, looking at Candice, just in case you had some crazy notion. By the way I have to get to work promptly at 9:00 am Monday, theirs and email notice that will launch automatically saying that something has happened to me and it lists my bank and safety deposit box where a copy of your handy work is stored. She bit into the sandwich and I joined her and we completed our meal together. I looked around the house; the split-level had a finished basement, kind of a game room with beams and high ceilings. I recognized my dungeon right then when I saw it. I called out to the girls and they came quickly. I uncuffed Missy's one hand and told her, "Missy go up and get my bag", Candy, clean up the kitchen and have your ass back here in 10 minutes! They scurried up the stairs and Missy returned with my bag. I got up on a chair took a half-inch eyebolt and started it into the beam, pulled out a screwdriver for leverage and sunk the eyebolt. Then I attached a 3 foot long piece of chain to the eyebolt so it would reach the girls wrists when they were standing up straight. I called out to her "Missy come here" and she came to me and I again lifted her chin, she knew what was coming as I lifted her wrists and fastened them above her head and then looped the chain back up and hooked it out of her reach. I blindfolded Missy and she stood there quietly as we waited for Candy to reappear. She came down the stairs quickly and stopped in front of me as I took her wrist and cuffed her quickly and hooked her up the same as Missy. I wasn't sure if she was going to struggle when she saw Missy, by then it was already to late she was immobilized and the blindfold went in place. I bought some practice plastic golf balls and some remnant pieces of leather and cut the leather into the shape of a large dog biscuit, leaving room for the nose and chin. Then I popped a hole in the middle of the leather. I threaded a tie wrap through the hole and through the golf ball and back through the leather piece. Then pulled it tight and held it against the girls lips. They opened their mouth I fastened it behind their head. This makes for a very effective gag, the ball keeps them from dislodging the gag and the leather is large enough to seal their lips and they drool like crazy out the hole in the front where the tie wrap goes through. I rummaged through the bag and pulled out a couple of cheap tape players and headphones and I installed the batteries so I could start the girl's indoctrination. Just looking at them make my cock jump and I knew this is how it was meant to be from now on, anything I wanted, anytime I wanted, anywhere I wanted. Looking at Candy in her summer dress gave me an idea; she just looked too comfortable standing there. I pulled a length of rope from the bag and another eyebolt and sunk it home 3 feet from where Candy's hands were attached overhead. I tied and made 6 wraps with the one end of the rope around her right ankle and fed the other end through the second eyebolt and began to raise her leg in the air. I continued lifting it up until she was completely spread and with no undies, I really appreciated the view. I tied off the rope to the eyebolt and whispered to her softly "My, My Such a Good Girl" but she stayed quiet, I guess to defy me, that's OK, the night is young. I looked at Missy and she too needed to be slightly more exposed and with that I unhooked and unzipped her skirt, grabbed the hem and began pulling it down slowly, she was fidgeting and didn't know quite what to do, but she tolerated me non the less. The finishing touch, I placed the headphones on them and inserted a 90 minute tape that repeated the same sequence every 15 minutes all the way through on both sides. I made one each of them and pressed play and adjusted the volume somewhat louder than normal, So I could mess with one Bitch without the other being able to overhear, Unless I raised my voice of course. I went to Missy and listened. The first segment employed a standard hypnosis concept and started with regulating her breathing. This then leads into the waves crashing into the beach and the sea gulls in the distance, and winds up with the list of rules and the appropriate desirable response. When I saw she was ignoring the tape I briskly slapped her ass with a riding crop, man did squeal and jump, the smack must have scared the shit out of her. I decided check on Candy and I decided to encourage her too. But with her I was subtler, I slid the one earphone forward so she could hear me and latched onto her pussy hair and pulled it downward gradually, while I whispered in her ear " I expect you to listen and do exactly what's on the tape, I moved the earphone back and took in the sight of my willing captives. Time to explore!! I walked up the stairs and went to the fridge to see what we had, Nothing up on top, opened the door, well at least there were a couple of beers and some wine coolers, these girls were going to have to learn how to shop for a guy! All this chick shit, wine coolers and microwaveable crap has got to go, that's for sure. Onto the next floor, I went to the bathroom and rifled through the medicine cabinet just to make sure they weren't on something, wouldn't want one of them to die on me and spoil our fun. Did come across a small shaver, probably a bikini weed whacker of some type. Dam, Better go check on them first. I peeked and they seemed to be listening? Next the bedrooms, Bedroom 1 had a single bed and the nightstand was dusty. Nobody had moved a thing around on that nightstand for some time, not even around the alarm clock, I always struggle finding that dam shut off button without moving the clock to this day. Bedroom 2 was a disaster, clothes all over the place, some size 8,had to be Missy's and some size 10, these chicks were going to become neat freaks, they just didn't know it yet. I pulled open the doors of the nightstand and before my eyes were an entire porn shop, some still in the brown wrapper with the UPS label stuck in place. The centerpiece being a strap on, definitely put my god given equipment to shame, I picked it up, felt life like, when I looked up and saw my reflection in the vanity mirror, "Shit" the dam thing even made me blush and I thought that couldn't happen any more. I dropped the brut on the bed and pulled out everything, butterflies, buttons, eggs, vibrators of all varieties, these girls shouldn't be frustrated at all and as soon as I get this stuff down stairs I'm going to make sure they enjoy "Good Vibrations". Were not talk'n the Beach Boys variety? I dumped it all in a shoebox, the shaver too and wrapped it all in a large towel, and thought to myself "Play Time". I brought the coffee table down the basement, along with the shoebox and stuff and setup the table between the girls, laid out the towel nice and neat and then arranged the toys by size, from smallest to the Brute. Time to see if any of this is having an effect, they've been through the tape a couple of times by now. I touched Missy's pussy with the palm of my hand and she spread her legs for me and thrusts her cunt forward, right into my hand. Wow, this is neat, she gets the Idea and she's eager. Test 2, I trace my finger up her ass cheek and keep going right into her crack and then to her rosebud and she does it again, tries to help bury my finger, very encouraging. I slid the one earphone forward and said (intentionally with a loud voice so Candy would hear) an encouraging "Good Girl" to her as I sought out her clit and began to tease her. She spread her legs for me and tried to seek out my finger. Time to reinforce her, so I licked her ear and said to her teasingly "Such a good girl Missy, Missy is such a good girl" over and over while I cranked up her clit and stopped just short of climax. She was hot, wow, was she hot. It was time to get them ready for bed, but I wanted to have some fun with Candice first. I lifted her dress and tucked the hem under her Tie wrap of her gag so it stayed out of the way and I fired up the little shaver and began mowing her snatch hair. She wasn't ready for that. Then I let the handle of the thing touch her clit, She shook like crazy, and dam near lost her balance hopping on one leg. I finished my hairstyling and left her with just a quarter size patch at the top of her snatch. I did take my comb and used it to shorten what was left to a height of a Quarter inch. I like something every now and the to scratch my nose on, But I can live without the jungle she had down there. I went back to my bag and took out a wide leather dog collar and some surgical tape and taped a small vibrating egg just outside of her inner pussy lips then buckled the collar around her neck. I undid her chain that held her and clipped a leash to her collar and slid her blindfold up enough for her to see and led her upstairs to the bathroom, set her on the pot, told her to piss, I wiped her and then put her to bed. I took her to the small bedroom and forced her down on the bed on her back, and made her lay side way across the bed. Her elbows bent over the mattress and I fastened a long chain around the cuffs, raised the mattress and ran it over the bed frame so her weight locked the chain in place and then clipped the ends of chain together out of her reach, she wasn't going anywhere. Then I pulled her knees so half her ass was off the other side of bed and tied her ankles wide to the legs of the bed frame so she couldn't move. I lifted the headphone, kissed her cheek and turned the vibrating egg on low, and whispered "Good night love" as I turned off the light and closed the door.

Chapter 4 Missy was still hanging around with her gag on when I got back to the basement, not that she could go anywhere. I removed her blindfold and pulled another collar out of the bag and placed it around her pretty neck. She didn't seem to mind what I was doing to her. I unhooked the chain that held her cuffs up in the air. I decided to go further with her. If my hunch about her was right, the fun was about to start. I sensed she was really getting into this whole scene? So next came the leash, and she accepted that as I clipped it to her neck and half-heartedly slung the other end through the eyebolt overhead, well even if she didn't want to accept it, she really wasn't going anywhere. Then I released her hands from the handcuffs, where upon she rubbed her sore wrists. I lifted her chin and moved the headphones around her neck. I softly spoke to her, Missy do you understand what is expected of you, (I was referring to the tape) she nodded her head up and down. Do you remember what your rules are in the house? She nodded again, Missy do you realize you're in violation of the house rules. Rule #1 you are never to wear clothes in the house. (Referring to her top and bra, I had already liberated her of everything else), If you don't want to be punished you better strip girl. I walked behind her as she fidgeted with the buttons of her blouse. When I was directly behind her she let the blouse fall and moved her hands to unclasp the bra and that to was gone now too. I captured her hand again and clasped he Handcuff back to her wrist and the grasped the other wrist and lifted her wrists to her collar and clipped the cuffs through the clasp of the collar and then inserted her wrist and closed the cuff. She was cuffed to her collar and she was now accessible to me completely without even the remote possibility of her trying to interfere with her hands. With the closure in the front there was no way she was getting at the buckle of the collar either. I began to reach around from behind to support her breasts, much like her bra did. But I couldn't stop myself from searching out her nipples and stretching them forward. This allowed me to praise her again as I took her leash in hand and headed upstairs. I did manage to pick up a 10-inch vibrator and my crop as I passed the table; I made sure that she saw me. She never hesitated all the way up the stairs and into the other bedroom with the king-size bed. I removed her gag and asked, ready for a quiz Missy? She replied quickly by simply saying "Sir". I began, "What's House rule #2 Missy?" Sir, I am always to have my legs spread for you at all times, and she made herself available in sort of a slut pose. She did this naturally, like it's a request for me, so I did let my finger glide through her grove and let it trail to her lips and when my finger stopped she opened her mouth and accepted it and licked it clean with enthusiasm. Couldn't help but to exclaim "Good girl Missy". I lathered up her cunt with my other hand and got her cranked up again as I stripped and pulled her on top of me as I laid on my back and told her "climb on bitch". She moved quickly to ablidge me and she was able to capture my cock. In short order she hit the bottom of the stroke and frustratingly ground her cunt lips against my root. Latching onto her tits and plucking her nipples got her to hold still while I enjoyed the sights and the frustration, she wanted to ride like a jockey on the last 10th of a mile. I kept her still on top of my cock, deeply nestled in the warmth. I heard some whimpering and asked her, "What" she said "Sir. Please Sir, can I ride you cock, please Sir" I was moved, what can I say at a moment like that but, "You go Girl" and she did just that. I did find it useful that I brought the crop to bed, smacking her ass and instructing her to get her to clench her pussy at the bottom of the stroke made for a memorable moment. She was biting her lower lip and bouncing for all she was worth, tits were bouncing and she was having the time of her young life and then I came. Three strokes later she gasped and came as well, she clamped her pussy down like a vice and leaned forward and nestled her face against my chest and rested, and exhausted she lay on me trying to catch her breath. I rolled her off of me and asked her if she was having fun, she replied "Yes Sir, Thank you Sir". I kissed her and slipped the Vibrator in her pussy and turned it up all the way, she bucked and fucked herself into the artificial cock and kissed me back with renewed vigor. This bitch loved sex and she was having a great time. She tensed up and moaned into my mouth as she came again, again, and after the third time I retrieved the instrument of her torment and discarded it between us, never breaking the kiss the entire time. As we caught our breath, I told her there are a few more things for her to do tonight. She looked up and said "Yes Sir". I told her "Get out of bed and on your knees Bitch". She quickly rolled over and slid out of bed onto her knees, I followed right behind her and swung my legs on either side of her kneeling form. As she looked up at me I told her "Clean my Cock Bitch" and without a word she engulfed the head and worked her way downward. The crop came in handy to instruct her gently. By tapping her ribs and giving her verbal instructions, like softer, slower, deeper, hold it there, back up slowly and when I couldn't stand it another second, telling her again to "Go Girl". Then lastly "Swallow" as she drained me and I fell back onto the bed. She then went to work nibbling on my cock kissing the underside to the base and licking my balls, taking one at a time in her mouth and sucking them gently, this girls mouth was heaven. I couldn't help praising her for her efforts and taking her in my arms. I noticed a smile form on her lips basking in her accomplishment, or was it a smile for avoiding the bite of my crop? I may never know? From out of the quiet I heard her " Sir, how else may I serve you" Wow, I thought to myself. I sat back up and told her, Candy is in the other room. She hasn't cum at all tonight. I am going to take you to her and you will make her cum. When she does, you will make her Cum again, never shall your lips leave her pussy, until you both fall asleep, then when you wake you will start again until I come for you. Do you understand? She looked up and said "Yes Sir". So I led her into the other room and there I found her as I left her, some of the surgical tape came loose frustrating her even more then what my plan called for. I uncuffed Missy and made her kneel between Candy's splayed out legs re-routing her hands under Candy's thighs and rejoining her wrists above candy's navel. By attaching two short pieces of rope to Candy's knees and fastening them to the head and foot board securing both of them and locking them together. Missy watched me as I completed this, so I asked her what she was waiting for. She slowly went to the task I assigned her. Gasps of relief came from Candy as I shut off the light and got some rest myself.

Chapter 5 The sun came thought the blinds and woke me. I saw the alarm clock and it was 8:00 AM as I gathered my wits and reconnected with my surroundings. I peaked in on the girls and notice Missy was up, but not doing as instructed. I snuck up quietly and swung the crop and grazed her left cheek parallel with the crack of her ass lightly, she wailed and dove into the pussy and continued her assignment, before I was able to get into the bathroom Candy was Cumming again. I left the bathroom door open and I could hear Missy's lapping and Candy's moaning over the shower nozzle. I went down stairs in the buff and found cereal and a gallon of milk and threw a spoon in a bowl on my way upstairs. I set everything on the nightstand. I freed Missy and hustled her into the shower and told her I like my pussy shaved clean, she smiled and said "Yes Sir" as she passed me in the door. I released Candy's hands, removed her headset, gag and told her to strip. Since she still had that dress on. Surprisingly no argument from her either, when I pointed at her bra with the crop, the bra flew off, what sweet tits she had. She probably thought I'd use the crop on her tits.. Her breasts were larger and fuller than Missy's with small nipples, but they were real hard and pointy. I enjoyed this as I fixed up a bowl of cereal for her, heavy on the milk, she ate and drank it all, no arguments. I untied her legs as she ate. Missy came out of the shower and knelt in right in front of me and Candy eating her cereal. She leaned forward and kissed my cock and said "Thank you Sir" and folded her hands behind her, just like she was instructed on the tape. She awaited instructions. I told her to eat, pointing at the nightstand with the crop. I grabbed Candy by the hair and forced her forward into the bathroom guiding her by the hair and pressure with the crop. I closed the door and pulled her hair harder so her head came back as I shoved the crop against both breasts. What's is it going to be Candice as I slipped the crop from her tits and slapped her across the top of her ass. She whimpered and begged, but the fight and defiance was out of her. I spoke softly to her and reinforced the messages that had by now been burned into her brain from the tape. I nudged her towards the shower and opened the door and left her to herself. I called Missy into the big bedroom, I asked her if she had to pee, she smiled and said "No Sir". I pointed to the bed and bound her gently on her back. I kissed her long and hard and then refastened the gag and blindfold and set the headset back in place, turned it on and snapped the cuffs back on her and made sure she was immobilized and secured. I closed the door and waited for Candy. She emerged finally a little on the sheepish side of the approach. I snapped my fingers and she moved quicker. She dropped right to her knees and took the same position Missy did, I walked up and stood in front of her and my cock slowly rose to the occasion, she moved forward and kissed the tip. "Good Girl" and I raised her chin, knelt and kissed her full on the lips. I could see she too had shaved and left her remnant patch. I asked her to go pee and I followed her into the bathroom spread her legs wide when she sat and waited and watched, she went reluctantly, but she went. I dried her off with a piece of paper and she blushed deeply as I held out my hand and led her back into the room where she spent the night, I bound her in the same fashion as Missy and closed the door. I walked into the master bedroom, looked in on Missy and cranked up a vibrator and leaned it against her mound, it was humorous to watch her try to sink it, squirming around while I dressed. When I finished dressing I took her toy away and shut it off. I could sense her frustration, she wanted more, but I closed the door gently and gathered up the rest of breakfast and put everything away. I checked my watch (9:30 AM) and I thought the day through. Another bitch coming over today that could fuck up everything, Sandy, hell, I don't even know what she looks like. Need to pick up some boards, some more rope, maybe a long handle whip. I'll need to stop by my place and get a jigsaw, drill and some bits. I want to make another tape too. More lessons more rules... What would the world be without rules? I thought to myself, I have to pick up a dictation recorder and some tapes for it and one of those relaxation CD's that are supposed to help you sleep. I got all my errands done and headed for the check out, (I jotted some thoughts down for the tape on a piece of paper.) Couple more stops, the food store(need some finger food), Office supply, my place and back to the girls. I dropped the relaxation CD in and spoke in a soft mundane voice and recorded the new tape with the music in the background as I drove to my place. I dubbed the tapes in my recorder and duped a second copy. I picked up my tools and headed back. I pulled into the drive at 11:30 and I got a water glass with a straw and ran up to check on the girls. I pulled their gags and they drank for me. I swapped out their tapes and gagged them again and went to work down stairs. As I was unloading my car this old beat up red car pulls in around 12:30. With this cute little girl driving, from what I could see of her and as I look up a cop pulls in and blocks the drive way behind her. When she spots the cop she freaks and latches onto the steering wheel and brings her forehead to rest against her hands while crying, cursing and sobbing profusely. I walk towards the cop, this guy looks exactly like one of the guys from the shop, so "I said Hi, you know you look just like a guy I work with at the shop, I think Ed's his name" and ask if there's a problem? He gets out and informs me, that Ed's his brother and leans against his car and tells me about her not having any brake lights and I reply, "Yes officer, I know, she brought it here so I could look at it for her". He stopped and stared a while and said to me "This vehicle stays off the road until its lights work, Got it?" and I replied "OK, sure". He got back in his car and left. I walked up to the car and guessed at her name. "Sandy ?" Yea, she says. Hi (I reply) I'm Candice's friend. She looks at me and says "Thanks for getting rid of the cops" come on, lets get inside. She was shaking because a cop was going to stop her, but she didn't know what it was about. I wonder what the real story is here. We went through the kitchen I grabbed some pop and opened the sliding door and moved to the Deck. Sandy was still shaking, she was wearing a jacket and with all her hair it was tough to see what she really looked like. I handed her a pop and tried to calm her. Hey girl the boogie mans gone, relax. She stared to calm down a little and sipped her pop. She thanked me again for getting rid of the cop, so I answered, Hey, I got some connections, relax, besides, I'd do anything for a "Good little Girl". She smiled and started to loosen up a little. She started by saying that she'd been in a lot of trouble and one more mess up she'd have to go back to juvenile hall or even worst. I asked Sandy, "How old are you?" I turned 18 two weeks ago, I've been in work-study with Miss Miller for about year. So I asked about Juvenal Hall? Well she says, I've done some dumb stuff, She cocked her head a little and let the blond hair slide off her face, her face was almost Angelic, a gorgeous little girl. She continued "they arrested me for selling drugs, my boyfriend stole a car last month and I was in it when he got caught and today I ran a stop sign, that's why the cop followed me". I didn't say a word I just let her talk. As she felt more at ease she took off her jacket and man did this chick have tits, had to be a 38 "C" maybe a "D", maybe 5'4", 125 pounds, but with all the loose clothes I couldn't see much else. Sandy rambled on and on and then asked if Miss Miller, Candice I interjected. Yea, she says. Does she have my money? So I asked, what kind of drugs did you sell? "Ecstasy, she said reluctantly, great stuff, I love it, she says". Well Sandy, I said, first we have to do something about the lights on your car, I'll have it towed and fixed and I made the call. Then we need to talk about the real trouble you're in with Candice and Melissa and when this comes up before a judge, well Candice seems to think your looking at 10 years hard time young lady. That, and if the judge remembers your arrest record, there not going to have any sympathy on you at all I'm afraid. Do you know what I'm talking about Sandy? She sobbed and broke down, yea, she knew. I told her they signed a confession and implicated her as an accomplice. Sandy tears were coming in buckets once again. She was sobbing again and near hysterics. I walked away, back into the house, at first she stayed outside and then when she noticed I left and she followed, slowly, she walked up to me, she looked lost. I held open my arms to her, she accepted and I comforted her and sat down at the kitchen table. I slid the confession her way with a pen, she was all blurry eyed but she took it and signed it. Now Sandy, the question is do you want me to help you? Oh God yes, please, please help me. Sandy it's going to cost you and cost you dearly and she blurted out, I don't care I'll do it. My answer was "But you don't know what I want? Yea, she said, I know... I don't have anything else. She was blond, but not as dumb as I thought. Things are going to be different, I told her, she answered, I don't care, and I'll do it. So I dropped the other shoe! Very quietly I said to her "Sandy show me". She stood up and pulled her clothes of item-by-item, she tried to smile and I just watched her. When she finished I asked her to put her hands under her tits and hold them up for me and she did without hesitation. I couldn't resist so I touched one nipple and said to her, Sandy I'm going to make you my slave for a long time and if you disappoint me there going to come and take you away. Your going to have to obey me completely and do everything I say or I can't protect you, and if I catch you screwing up I'm going to beat the crap out of you. Now what do you say to that? I'll be good, I'll do it, anything. Sandy, I am going to start your training right now, come. I took her down the basement and hooked her up, cuffed to the chain over head, I gathered up her hair, got it out of her eyes and put it in a ponytail. What a sweet face, what a body, and those tits just won't quit. I placed a blindfold on her and went upstairs to get Missy. She'd been listening to tape number 2 for 2 hours now, I had a hard time with her, bring her back to reality, she was really under, I talked her back counting from 10, but I planted a suggestion deep in her subconscious, when I called her "My Quality Bitch" she would sleep, and accept my suggestions. Then I released her from her bonds. Man this bitch was easy to program. Probably wouldn't have to tie her up again, might even be able to make her my watchdog over the other two. I picked up her tape player and snapped my finger for her to follow and she was right there. When we got to the basement she dropped to her knees and folded her arms behind her spread her knees and waited my command. I couldn't resist kissing her. Man did she kiss back with a vengeance, about the same intensity as when I was running the vibrator in her box. She was just kneeling on her own with no other stimulation except for the suggestions, rules and my expectations for her that were on the tape. She was nuts about me and I could do no wrong in here eyes. Time for another test, I placed Missy's tape player with the first tape on Sandy and adjusted the volume but I left her gag off. I snapped my finger to Missy and had her kneel in front of Sandy. I whispered in Missy's ear, I want you to eat out this cunt, I want her to cum now and cum hard. Missy began, I don't think Sandy had ever been eaten out before by the sounds she was making. Quite entertaining. I sat back and watched the show. I walked up and took a pack of clothespins from my bag. Split the bag into and hooked the clothespins up to Sandy nipples slowly, one at a time and then up the sides of her tits, slowly, She really shook her titties for me. I left Missy to her task and went upstairs to get the medical tape. When I got back downstairs I snapped my finger again and Missy got back on her knees waiting for my next command. Poor little Angel was hanging with her legs spread all tuckered out. I cut a piece of broom handle off because she was putting too much strain on her hands and the cuffs rather than supporting herself with her legs. I guess she really got off on Missy's face. I wedged the broom handle through the chain loop and got her to hold her weight off of the cuffs by using the piece of wood as a handle and a hard smack to her ass got her to lock her knees and support herself once more. I gagged her and let my fingers feel her and tease the delicious body, which was going to be mine to command completely in time.

Chapter 6 Missy I exclaimed! And she jumped to her feet and followed, dam this bitch was really well trained or was it a performance for my benefit? So I decided to find out and I called her to me and whispered her control phrase "My Quality Bitch" in her ear and stepped back to watch her response. She got this blank look on her face and I told her to close her eyes and listen to my voice, "Missy Sit" and I sat her on the couch "Missy you body is numb and tingly you feel nothing, your getting calmer now as you feel the numbness leaving and you feel nothing". I decided to take liberties with her and headed straight for her clit and when I cranked it up for all it was worth it had absolutely no effect on her what so ever. And I thought to myself "DAM"... I went to the kitchen and hunted around, found a needle and thread. This would be the last test for her, if she sat still though this, then I would indeed believe she could be trusted. I knelt before her sleeping form and let my finger graze up her thigh as I revealed the needle hidden in my hand. I allowed the needle to poke and scratch the soft and tender area between her knee and her shaved pussy and watched her for reactions. She sat still thought all my testing, even when I poked the needle into her nipple she never moved an inch, always sitting with her eyes closed, breathing slowly, without apprehension and oblivious to what I was doing to her. I placed the needle in the shade of the lamp next to the couch and sat down next to her. "Missy" I whispered, she moved her eyes without opening them, so I continued, Missy, I want you to feel my touch as I tweaked her nipple and ran my hand down her belly slowly and then to her knee. Can you feel it Missy. And a moment later she responded softly "Yes Master". Missy I will help you to slowly lie down across my lap as I guided her so her back was on my lap and I noticed her knees spreading instinctively as a result of her conditioning. Missy, I want you to wake very slowly, becoming a little more awake with each pleasant thought as you tell me your deepest thoughts and your most shameful secrets openly, wanting to share with complete honesty all that you are Missy. Begin with the most important thing on your mind, how you feel and what it means to you Missy. I watched her begin to wake as I rested my hand across her stomach as I let my hand wandered across her naked form, teasing her touching her, stimulating her as you began to speak. Master, I am pleased just to be near you, I long for your touch and I am truly grateful when you allow me to serve you. I am thankful that you command me and my heart jumps when you praise me. To hear your words "Good Girl" causes this pussy that I keep ready for you, your pussy to stir because this slave knows if she performs the tasks you place before her you will grant her rewards. Her eyes were starting to open as I let my finger enter her I asked the next question. And what if I choose to spank, whip or beat you Missy. If I can serve you in any way it would please me, if you need to whip me then I know I deserve to be whipped or spanked or even beaten, the greatest torment for this slave would be to be denied, to not hear your voice, to not feel your touch, even if a whip is in your hand I would prefer the bite of the whip at your hands to the void of not being your slave. I was touched, and I kissed her lips and she once again thrust herself with complete abandonment into our embrace and encouraged me onward with her wanton desires, showing me complete openness. I broke off our kiss gently and whispered to her, Missy, I want you to spread your legs a little wider and use both of your hands and all your fingers on "My Pussy" as I rolled her nipple between my thumb and finger I watched her comply to my wishes hesitantly. As she turned crimson red, torn between the embarrassment of this new situation and the complete openness instilled within her programming as every fiber of her being now desired complete uninhibited obedience to me, yet her ingrained modesty which had been nurtured and subtly burned into her brain her entire adult life clashed with situation where I had now placed her, she shut her eyes tightly trying to abandon herself from the moment and yet comply with my command. (So I couldn't resist taunting her just a little as her conscious desire to obey and the sub-conscious picture of what might be considered normal and what one did in complete privacy did battle.) Missy, are you a good girl? I asked, and she paused a moment to answer "Yes Sir", Missy, are you always so quiet when you play with my pussy? And she whisper "No Sir", well then Missy act as you would if I weren't here, open your eyes, entertain me and cum for me, show some exuberance and gratitude for allowing you to play with my pussy. Missy, work your clit, and do it quickly, I said and then I began to hear the squishing noise as her pussy got wet and she separated the hood with one hand and worked her clit with the other as her pelvis rose just inches from my eyes. I praised her and called her a good girl. And again commanded her to open her eyes and told her not to stop until I told her to, she was close and the sweet noises she was making were delicious. Her breathe was coming ragged now and her mouth was beginning to form and "O" as she let out a gasp "Oohhhhh, MMmm,nnnnn" as she jerked involuntarily I continued to encourage her onward as her face distorted and she clenched her teeth and hissed though them as she did battle with her clit. Gently beating it far, far beyond where she might have otherwise stopped if she had been doing this privately under the covers, she was doing this for me now, for my amusement, regardless of the impact to herself, she continued and began to vibrate on my lap as her muscles tensed from the possibly 3 orgasms I detected. I decided she had had enough and encouragingly I spoke to her "Missy, I want you to cum just one more time and then you may relax". She work feverishly with renewed vigor and began to scream in a faint and distant way as the sound stopped coming form her mouth her pelvis rose as she made a squeaky kind of noise and then she fell like a sack of potatoes back onto my lap exhausted and she let her hands fall away from her pussy. I held her in my arms for a long, long time rocking her in my arms as I kissed her, again she was eager to kiss me in an encouraging way. I let my hand slide down from her breast and glide across her tummy to my pussy as she eagerly spread for me to explore what was mine. I whispered into our kiss "Soooo Wet" as I let my fingers enter her and draw the nectar from her ecstasy, I discontinued our kiss and placed those same fingers against her lips and she devoured and teasingly licked them dry. I praised her again "Good girl Missy" I considered my thoughts and her actions and thanked her with another kiss, a slow long and lingering, heart felt kiss that lasted for almost ten minutes. This chick was hot and eager to go again as I broke our kiss and told her "Time to get some work done "young lady" as the noon hour approached. Take a shower and pick up some lunch and beer. I want you to dress and get a double order of the large box of chicken strips some dips to go with it and have your ass back here in an hour "young lady". With a stern look on her face she got up and acknowledged what I had said "Yes Sir" as she was off. I detected a faint smile on her lips as she bounced off cum crusted down to her knees, delighted with herself and the events as they were.

Chapter 7 I proceeded down stairs to check on Sandy and found her as I left her. Standing on her tiptoes and naked listening to her recording, gagged and blindfolded with a few close pins were still attached to her breasts, most had slipped off by themselves. I was beginning to appreciate her features, although she was young, she had a well-defined ass the best ass of the 3, set high, nice curves. I took the riding crop and flipped one close pin off that was still attached to see her reaction, and she jumped as it released so I did another she moaned into the gag each time I did this. Then I slid my hand up her ribs caressing her side gently and let my hand wander back down to cup her pussy in my hand and she yielded my access to her delights within the bounds of her bondage. I removed the headset and gag that forced her to produce the un-lady-like slobber. Sandy's drool ran down her chin and dribbled onto her breasts and onto her toes and the floor as I gently caressed her back and let my hand slide down to her ass cheek, which I couldn't resist squeezing softly, and the lesson began with a sharp smack to her ass cheek, which caused her to grunt and a moan to escape from her lips. I tapped her ribs between her breasts with the tip of a riding crop, softly, allowing her mind to try anticipate what was to come. I used the crops handle to raise her chin for a kiss, her blindfold heightening her sense of smell as she noticed the leather handle of the crop as our lips touched. I withdrew and spoke to her softly; Sandy, whenever or whatever touches your lips my love, you will embrace, and welcome. With your lips, investigate, with your tongue, suck it, kiss it, make love to it with your mouth, embrace it, allow your lips and tongue to show interest and the utmost enthusiasm, and if you don't convince me your enjoying yourself I just might encourage you with the tip of this crop here and there lightly to get your attention, and to remind you what your task is. With that said I reached around and selected my target, the center of her right ass cheek and with a astonishingly loud "THAWACK" I landed a moderate stroke to her sweet behind, causing her to cry out, partially from the astonishingly loud sound and partially from the sting of the impact causing her to jump. Sandy, as I ask each question or give you a command you will answer and obey and when I think your untruthful, I will select another tender spot, perhaps the inside of your thighs, between your breasts, your ass of course, your back, the bottom of your ass cheeks where it curves to your thighs, your nipples or your pussy. I was tapping gently between her breasts as I compose my next question for her to answer. I loosened her bonds and allowed her 8" of slack in her wrist not stretching her out quite so much as I began to place a spreader bar between her ankles as I was speaking to her in a calm and gentle voice. Sandy, this is a special bar, it has some cute attachments that I want you to enjoy to the fullest, as I screwed the vertical bar into the horizontal one keeping her legs apart. I selected a 2 inch thick by 10 inch long life like rubber cock from the toy chest and affixed it to the other end of the vertical bar and began to adjust it upward and guiding inside her about 2 full inches, so she couldn't dislodge it, as she gasped lightly as I locked the bar in place. Sandy my sweet, I whispered in her ear, I want you to bend your knees, do it now and do it slowly as I emphasized my soft words with a crack to her left ass cheek. She sank onto the cock while I watched and commented and praised her for her efforts. Angel if you hesitate following my commands I won't hesitate disciplining you if I feel your not working hard enough my love as she impaled herself on the bottom of the stroke. I slipped my fingers on her clit and whispered softly "Clamp down hard on that cock love every time you work your way back up slowly" as I helped guide her with my fingers on her clit, rubbing intensely until she found the top of her stroke and I presented her my fingers for her to clean off for me, and I repeated this from time to time, as I whispered "oh the sweet torments my love... Please don't hold back Angel, you want to go faster don't you my love". I reinforced her training, by placing against her lips a tiny piece of chocolate for her reward, Testing to see if she remembered what her actions should be at the moment of contact with her lips. I reinforced her eager response with and encouraging "Good Girl!!!". As she enjoyed her reward I again spoke to her softly; Remember my sweet, a "Good Girl" holds very still for her punishments, she doesn't jump or make a sound, or she gets smacked again and again until she takes her punishment gracefully and quietly. This also to applies when I examine you from head to toe with my finders, lightly tracing your features, a good girl would encourage and press her nipples and pussy and ass toward the fingers touch and encourage examination, as she continued to impale herself on the shaft anchored to the spreader bar beneath her, regretfully unable to achieve her goal to orgasm... I saw a willing Angel ready to beg and to do my bidding. I removed her attachment to the ceiling beam one cuff at a time and then refastened the cuff again it behind her back. Then I attached a collar around her neck and clipped a leash to the collar and I removed the rod affixed to the spreader bar that impaled her and commanded her to "Kneel!" which she struggled with the spreader bar and blindfold still in place. As I helped her achieve the proper position for a slave and making her aware of it! She knelt before me and I took in the vision of the lovely young creature, beautiful and glowing in her heighten state of sexual arousal. I attached her leash to the ceiling beam to keep her up and off her haunches. She knelt straight and proud and oh sooo Hot. I let my fingers touch her pussy softly and asked her if she liked what I was doing? She sound genuinely honest in her response "OOH, Yes Master, please play with my pussy, Make me CUM for you", I said What? Play with your what? And before she could respond I corrected her and told her " This Angle is My pussy and your CUNT! And you will refer to it as such from now on, I could see the blush emerge past the edge of the blindfold, knowing full well I was pushing her buttons. I removed my fingers from her after dipping them one more time in the wetness and pressing them against her lips. Again she remembered her lesson and with eager enthusiasm cleaned them for me, while I undid my belt buckle and dropped my slacks and freed my cock from its confines and after my fingers were licked clean, I substituted my cock for my fingers and she showed reluctance in accepting her new assignment. The souls of her feet were visible and accessible to me and the flick of the crop against the underside of her arch convinced her to accepted every inch as it slid past her gums until my balls rested on her chin with a gleeful Hmmmm, escaped from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth enhancing a vibrant stimulation simultaneously along with her tongue and the wonderful wet caress of her lips as she quickened her motions eagerly wanting to extract her reward for her obedience, or was it avoidance of the bite of the crop that spurred her eagerness. She did a fine job and I caressed her hair and face as she cleaned the final segments of my cock until it glistened. I removed her spreader bar and blindfold and helped her off her knees as I retrieved the leash off the hook above and commanded her "Come!" as we proceeded upstairs, with my stopping on the landing embracing her and kissing her deeply and she responding and driving her tongue to duel with mine as she expressed herself and her need for satisfaction. I called as I went up the stairs heading for the bathroom with her in tow and as we got there Missy was emerging and heading for the bedroom to get dressed, I smacked her ass playfully in passing and she giggled and hopped into the bedroom. I snapped my finger and pointed to the floor to which Sandy response was to kneel. I began to draw a bath for her, checking the water, adding some scented bubble bath and setting the temperature on the warmer side of the comfort scale. Sandy stayed kneeling as I checked on Candy locked away in the spare room, everything was in order and as expected, she was bound and tolerant of her situation, I loosened her gag and allowed her to sip some water through a straw and then refastened the gag and worked a large vibrator inside her and cranked it all the way up, then left her ass bouncing to the tune of the vibrator and proceeded back to Sandy by the tub. I shut off the water and jerked on Sandy's leash to get her to move and step into the tub, she did this slowly to get accustomed to the warmth of the water. Once she was standing in the tub I commanded her to "Kneel" and she complied without a word, I was pleased so far with her. I began by gathering up her hair and forcing it into a tight ponytail. Then to lather up a washcloth and wash her face gently use of a plastic pitcher to rinse her with, then her neck and arms. Next I took pleasure in lathering her breasts and once they were soaped up I thoroughly enjoyed teasing her soapy nipples and forcing them to slip through my fingers with sort of a snap and repeating this each time I slid my fingers from the underside searching around until I found them again, each time she was quiet, but non the less involuntarily jumped with each caress. I then proceeded to wash her back to the top of her butt, using the plastic pitcher again to rinse the soap. Next I commanded her to turn and sit, taking an extra towel to support her head and neck as she laid down in the tub and let the water cover her. I took another towel out and placed it under my knees as I knelt and brought my hand in contact with her tummy and stroked her from her breasts to her thighs with my fingers. As I waited for her reactions, she did indeed part her thighs each time my hand went southward from her navel. Observing her, Eyes closed with a strange expression on her face and each time as my hand traversed downward she bit her lower lip, anticipating what was to come. I slid the towel from under my knee to the rim of the tub and sought out her ankle and lifted it and set the underside of her knee on the towel, spreading her even more than what she was so willing to grant me access too. I removed my hand to lather up the washcloth as she generously stayed put for me and waited what was to come. I lowered her knee again and lifted the other leg and placed it on my shoulder and began my task washing her leg, up her thigh and back down again to her ankle and the between each toe, she became nervous and jumped, "Ticklish" I asked? Yes Sir, was her only response. So I continued and let her leg back into the water and scooped up the other one once again to continue my task. I washed between her toes and she again jumped around, and then from there I did her shins and thighs but this time I didn't stop there I allowed myself to slide my hand up her thigh and around to her anus, probing in a circular motion with the wash cloth to explore and wash her, lingering there despite the grimacing faces and sounds she was making, mixed in with an Oh God and a please every now and then as she was off in her own world. Her eyes did pop open when I sought out her clit with my thumb and began to flip it in a snapping motion back and forth and then came to rest right on it as it grew to interesting proportions. A whispering gasp "Pleeeeeaaaasssssseeee" escaped her lip begging for fulfillment and I was happy to oblige her bringing her off as fast as I could, when I again sought out her anus an astounding "YES" was her response followed by a "Please" as I denied her and firmly commanded her to be quiet. I told her to sit and I released her cuffs and began to drain the tub and handed her the shampoo and told her to wash her hair and blow-dry it. When your done kneel out in the middle of the hallway on the towel I left there for you until I come for you. Do not touch this pussy, my pussy, do not dry yourself just wait for me. I went into the other room and released Candy of her restraints but left her tormentor in place buzzing away as I kissed her and she responded, eager and hot much better than before. Shower! I commanded and she got up and stood trying to walk without even trying to remove the plastic cock that was still racking her body but she moved slowly until I stopped her and kissed her again and pulled the menace from her, I shut it off and tossed it on the bed. I told her quietly to get cleaned up, she smiled and moved past Sandy and into the bathroom and left the door open, (modesty is an undesirable quality in a slave). I looked at Sandy and I noticed she was completely dry and the towel that she was kneeling on was heavily used and not fresh and smooth, as it was when I set it down for her. I wanted to dry her myself, to enjoy her torments, being denied my pleasures and the disobedient cunt before me a new route became necessary, Obedience training and the reinforcement of my words intent. I grabbed her collar and tossed it in front of her. She picked it up and placed it around her neck with the leash attached. I walked into the bedroom and picked up a pair of leather cuffs and threw them in front of her as well. Those two she placed upon her wrists. I went behind her and fastened her cuffs together and tested them, a new habit I guess... I walked around in front of her and I took the leash. I tugged and she came up in front of me, I kept it taught and pulled her to follow me into the bedroom. I continued to keep the lead taught making her stand on her toes again as I brought her face within inches of mine. "Sandy" you've been a bad girl, I said softly to her and began to cite how she disobeyed me and then I asked her what else she did when she was out of my sight. She proceeded to turn red not knowing if I had been watching her. "Sorry" she said. Again softly I spoke and told her of my disappointment and clipped the leash from her collar and wrapped it 3 times around her legs and clipped the ends together. I took hold of her cuffs and lifted them and she, to relieve the pressure bent forward in the middle as I commanded her to kneel, she found herself face down on the bed, knees on the floor, beautiful ass in the air. My right hand came down gently to caress her sweet ass and then suddenly making abrupt contact with her ass, spanking it hard. Her pleas and cries muffled in the covers as I continued to spank her, I was on count, thirty, thirty-five as I began to notice the glow of her cheeks and moved my attention to the lower part of her cheeks toward her thighs. I continued until both cheeks were completely reddened and warm to my touch when I finally stopped and removed the leash from around her legs. I did notice when I caressed her ass she was spreading her legs to allow me better access to her pussy. Was it my programming or was she just hot and up for the attention? I pulled her up and saw the tears in her eyes. I couldn't help but want to kiss her as vulnerable and sweet as she looked, so I did, and to my surprise she was very eager to reply, she moaned into my mouth when I found her nipple and squeezed it and when tugged on it she drove her tongue further encouraging me even more as I let my hand drift downward gently skimming her skin. Her response got more desperate, moaning and begging into our kiss, sensing her needs and want for more. I abruptly stopped and peaked her frustrations and told her to go downstairs and kneel before the old leather couch. I watched the look on her face, disappointment was apparent, but I also saw hope as she looked up at me, then glanced down at my cock as she passed by me down the stairs.

Chapter 8 Candy emerged from the bathroom as Sandy's red ass started to make its way down the stairs. I called Sandy back to me as I took Candy's chin in my hand and forced her to look up at me as my other hand wander her form, touching her ever so lightly. I want Sandy's cunt shaved bare, take care of it! When they reemerged from the bath I glanced at my balled bitch, complemented her and sent her on her way down the stairs. I took Candy's hand and led her to the bedroom and there I held up a collar for her. She moved forward into the collar, accepting it and her fate as I buckled it behind her. Next came the cuffs and as I held up one she would hold out her wrist to me, her gestures asking to be enslaved, to be bound and controlled by me. I clipped a leash to her collar and led her to the bathroom where I took a towel and wrapped it around myself to conceal the frequent stirrings I was experiencing, after all I'm only human and I didn't want to be as apparent to "My Ladies" for the moment. I also realized that this action would make them feel their nudity even more by concealing myself and denying them the opportunity. Down the stairs we made our way and I made Candice kneel next to Sandy as I took my place on the couch ignoring them for the TV remote. I did interject that it was improper for a slave to sit back on her thighs and punishment would ensue if they were unable to follow directions. As I flipped through the channels I discovered prim and proper choices, choices of purity totally void of what I wanted to see. With that I said to Candice, without looking at her. "Candice", Tuesday I want you to call the cable company and get a variety of Hardcore smut available from this box. Her reply was a swift "Yes Sir". It was difficult to not smile... I heard the garage door and a few moments later Missy appeared, nude with lunch and beer. I got a large bottle of "Fruity Wine" and a straw from the kitchen and saw Missy's clothes thrown about. She must have been eager to get back to the party, she even had her collar on. I had her sit in front of the girls and had her feed them the chicken fingers and fries slowly. I instructed them to chew their food completely just like "Mom" used to when they were little. She held up the wine bottle and each sipped a little as I went upstairs to search and rummaged through the dressers some more. A girls drawers are a very private thing (Both of them), she hides her secret wants and desires out of sight hoping someone will make her dreams come true... Although I didn't find what I was after, I did come across some black fish net stockings and black garters. That gave me an Idea; I hunted some more and found a pair of black 3" heels. I gathered up my booty, stuffed it inside the shoes and went back down stairs where the girls were finishing up and getting a little giddy. I dropped the shoes between the girls, this startled them and they looked at me somewhat perplexed. I uncuffed both girls and took a seat next to Missy. I gathered my thoughts to convey to them without a doubt and if necessary forcefully what they will do and how they will act in the future towards the one I had chosen to lead them, to guide them, to obey her as they do me and to obey unequivocally without question. "Ladies", I have decided to declare Missy your Mistress. I expect you to obey her completely as you do me. Question her and I will punish you, disobey and my whip will make you wish you hadn't. They looked confused as Missy looked at me but remained quiet. "Ladies" within these shoes are the garments your Mistress will wear declaring herself to you, you will make yourself useful and bathe, then dress "My Lady" each and every day from this day on. They each took a shoe and pulled out the stocking and black garter and I lifted Missy's knee to allow Candice to slide the stocking on to mid thigh followed by the garter. Sandy did the same for the other leg and then came the shoes. I got up and refastened the girl's cuffs behind them once again as I asked Missy to model for us, she moved to the center of the room and twirled. She took on kind of an "Elvira" kind of appearance from the Dark hair on her head, to the tiny patch just above her pussy. Down to the garters stockings and shoes. I got up and kissed her and she kissed me back. "Missy" make an appointment at the hairdressers and get a haircut, I'd like your hair cut short very short. And my slaves will let their hair grow long and keep their cunts balled, making sure they all heard me. I whispered to Missy that we'd talk later and that I wanted her to play along. Her response was to smile at me, and I knew she would. I took her hand and returned to watch TV on the couch with the girls kneeling before us. Missy fed me some lunch from the bucket of chicken as I broke open a beer and gazed around truly appreciative of the world, 3 lovely women next to me, naked, ready to obey my every wish, football on TV and a beer in hand. What could be better that that? Well something did come to mind... "Missy my sweet" she looked up and kissed me gently as I took her hand and placed it against the towel covering my cock and it grew from the warmth of her hand and the devious thoughts raging through my mind. Master, She said, I wonder which of our lovely ladies here is the better cocksucker? And I replied with a great big smile, that's something we should discover. You know Sir these two have always been a little competitive so with your blessing we should let them compete, she said with a slight giggle hinting her playfulness, as I gave her the nod. With a stern look on her face she grasped my cock through the towel, outlining it and holding my semi-ridged member in her hand she smiled brightly and said; "Ladies" I need your full attention, come closer and place your chin here on your Masters knee, come on now show some interest she said mockingly. She enjoyed the role and Missy added "First ladies the towel has to go, so take your teeth and gently separate the towel and expose your cock! As the two of them tugged and pulled the towel off me my cock couldn't stand the torment, yet Missy had some thoughts on this herself as she too moved closer to where the girls faces were. Again Missy instructed them "First Ladies" you should move in close and as she was saying this I felt her breath on the head of my cock. "Then Ladies" a wet sloppy kiss is in order and a hint of what is to come, "Observe she said" as she demonstrated by ever so slowly only taking the head in her mouth and flicking her tongue through the slit at the top of the head as she backed away smiling. Missy looked at Candice and pointed at my cock and said "Its like follow the leader girls, its yours for 5 seconds and then it's the next girls turn and we will alternate the order, I'll show you and you follow, but do your best to improve on my technique and to make sure you try real hard girls, the winner gets a mouth full and the looser gets the crop! Wow, I thought to myself, had I created a monster? Missy caressed my nipple and scratched my chest gently as she moved upward to kiss me, her timing was impeccable, because as Candy swallowed the head of my cock as Missy's tongue drove into my mouth as I moaned and lost complete interest in the TV. Missy continue her driving assault on my mouth as I assume Sandy took her turn, I could tell the difference in style, Missy having experience, Candice being unsure but trying and Sandy's approach being sloppy, uncertain with the lollypop approach. Missy broke our kiss to watch Sandy and declare the next round. "Ladies" You must apply yourself, observe she said as she began to swallow my cock completely now all the way to the root and she hummed at the deepest part of the stroke, it took everything I had to hold onto my load. Then it was Sandy's turn and she tried but couldn't get down my shaft, her gag reflex wasn't allowing it. Missy interjected "Practice Girl" it takes lots of practice as she pulled her off my cock by her ponytail fearing what was too come as Missy told Candice to go get her reward, pointing at my rigid cock. Candice closed her eyes and worked my cock ever so slowly deeper and deeper, when she finally got into it, she was dam good at her new task, it would be difficult for me to choose between Missy and Candice's skill level. I was drifting towards climax building ever closer when I notice what was going on. Missy found the crop on the back of the couch and when she pulled Sandy off of me by her Tail, Missy rerouted her face directly into her cunt as she raised and spread her knees for my benefit and sensing Sandy hesitance to eagerly dive into her pussy she simply used the shock value of the crop to supply a stinging blow across her ass, with a 'Crackkk' making her dive forward into her crotch. That was about when I came and came shooting down the back of her throat, some from the sight before me and some from the sensations Candy's mouth was supplying my cock. But I continued to watch Missy swat Sandy's ass again 'Craaackkk' for trying to back away from her pussy as Missy reinforced her thoughts verbally to Sandy in a whisper "A eager and driving tongue Makes the pain go away little girl" emphasizing her wishes with another 'Craaackkk' to Sandy's ass, after which Missy dropped the crop and grasped my hand as she came too and Sandy back away back to her position in wait. Candy was gently playing, nibbling, sucking and toying and tonguing from my nut's to my cock head ever so playfully, eager to make more contact. When Missy recovered from her experience she quickly latched onto the crop again and with the other hand grabbed Sandy by her tail and made eye contact with her as she said. "You need a lot of practice little girl" as she pointed at Candy's crotch with the crop, Missy uncuffed her and set a new task for her "On your back and lock those lips on that cunt" and you better learn discover a new enthusiasm for your task! As she emphasized her words with a 'Craaackkk' to Sandy's ass, as she scooted under Candy's ass, Her nose plowing the furrow through her sex, making Candice gasp. Candice quickly adjusted herself to allow the intruder more access as she felt the Sandy's clumsy attempt. Candice settled herself over Sandy's mouth making her focus in on the target she wanted licked all the while licking the cock before her. I felt a new commotion, and to my surprise Missy had joined her old friend at the head of my cock. Each turning her head sideways and encompassing half my shaft. With their lips touching in the middle as they slowly slid upwards tonguing every step of the way past the head of my cock to lock lips just above my cock in a moment of passion. Missy's kneeling position on the couch made it easy for me to trap a nipple and squeeze it gently, as to inquire my impending need. My cock was rising once again. She broke her kiss and turned her head chuckled and kissed the head of my cock and reassured me as she made room for Candice and her to alternate torments back and forth between them, my cock being the recipient, stimulating, yet tantalizingly slow, so soft and tenderly they proceeded as if to try and replicate the gentleness of the wings of a butterfly caressing the air until I couldn't stand it any longer. They were driving me crazy. My cock stood up stiff, hard and ready to burst for near an hour, yet an element failed. Enough contact to bring it OFF. Mind you this entire time Sandy was locked onto Candy's cunt, lapping invigoratingly to prevent another bite of the crop from Missy. Focusing in on the sounds brought a new sense of urgency on my part to relieve the pressure, which was now bordering on discomfort. As I looked around me and not wanting to stop the proceedings I swiftly brought the flat of my palm down on Missy's ass as briskly as possible for this angle and position for my reach. Contact was effective, she must have just changed places with Candice because a moan in protest was felt through my rolled up foreskin as she doubled and tripled her efforts and tongue pressure to grant me my request. As I built towards climax she pulled away giving Candice in waiting a facial splattering up her nose and over to her eyebrow and forehead which ricochet and hit Missy chest as the second "jet" of greater magnitude, volume and being multidirectional splattered over the both of them as the third stream went up my chest and some hit the ceiling just to have it fall back down on and land Missy's back. The girls giggled amused with the scene as I in mock anger and low tone demanded "Girls you have a mess to clean up" and they sprang to their task to clean me with their tongues and then to lick themselves clean leaving Sandy to fend for herself. Which it seems she had been playing with herself the entire time. When it became apparent to Missy what Sandy was and that she had zoned out and continued frigg herself in sheer abandonment. Missy quietly snuck up on the Bitch and latched onto her tail as her eyes jerked open in astonishment of her surroundings as she continued to work on her snatch unwilling to stop at her Mistress command. Sandy seeking the moment that Missy was unwilling to give her until she earned it. Missy flipped her over and re-cuffed Sandy's hands behind her, foiling her pleasure and slapping her ass hard, calling her a "Bitch" as Sandy whimpered and cried in her frustration. Missy looked at me and asked "Sir may I have the pleasure of reprimanding this Bitch for you?" to which my response was "A Smile and a Nod". Missy uncuffed Candice and sent her on a quest to the garage for some 2" wide packaging straps as Missy rearranged the coffee so it was centered with the couch but with the narrow end in front of the couch. Missy tossed two cushions off the love seat on top of the table and smacked Sandy on the ass hard again and said "Up Bitch". Now there was no was she could get up without the use of her hands and Sandy knew this as she helped her roll to one side and then helped her to her feet and in the same swooping motion forced her to sit on the cushion lined coffee table. Sandy had an uncertain look on her face as Missy told her to lay down on the table. I began to see, her plan began to unfold before my eyes as the cushions made things more comfortable for Sandy hands, otherwise the cuffs would had really hurt her against the wood table top. Missy made her scoot about some more until she was satisfied with her placement. The cushions now covered the table and her butt was almost off the other end of the 36 inch table and her head was furthest away from the couch. Candice came back with the straps and Missy quickly tossed one strap across Sandy's ribcage just under her breasts and wrapped the strap 3 times around her and fixing the end into the ratchet as she tightened down the strap and Sandy both making Sandy and the table one mass. Next Missy took another strap and placed a single strap across her forehead and started to ratchet it down against Sandy's protest but it was too late she was like nailed down to the table and totally immobile except for her lower half that was supported by the second cushion. Missy smile at me and then sternly commanded Candice to kneel at my feet and she complied as Missy sat down besides me and I watched Sandy and stroked Candy's hair as she sat next to me. Missy began to toy with Sandy and asked her questions that were part of her training tapes, but under the circumstances she must have been confused, So when Missy asked Sandy in her little girl voice "Sandy aren't good girls supposed to keep their knees parted for their master?" And just then she opens her legs for us all to see and as she realized that she was the main attraction she closed them again. And that started the first swat of the crop and with a loud 'Craaackkk' followed by a shriek and then Sandy's legs flew open again. Missy thanked her and praised her with her condescending little girl tone of voice "Good Girl" and then she began to tap and bounce the two inch wide business end of the crop gently against her pussy and she grimaced and contorted her face as Missy continued to taunt her. You know your Master doesn't like a lot of noise so try and control yourself or I shall get a gag for the little Bitch? She continued in the same voice and said, you know Sandy I know you can spread your legs further than that, don't you want to show your Master what a really good little girl you can be for him? As she slowed the pace of her tapping with the crop but raised the crop high enough for us to see her pussy completely now as she tried to spread herself. And yet with each tap she closed up just slightly which caused Missy to strike her inner thigh harder pushing her to spread herself more and then taping her pussy once again. Causing the reflex action and she'd close up a bit and Missy would hit the other thigh harder alternating all the time tapping her pussy and swatting her thighs and making her whimper. After about 15 minutes of this Sandy began to moan more and whimper less and her legs seemed to be spreading even more as Missy continued to praise "Her Good Girl" and the tapping on her pussy quickened but the intensity stayed the same. I couldn't believe how wide she forced her legs open o except the blows but it seamed she wanted her clit swatted and she was moaning and beginning to beg her Mistress "Mistress Please, beat my cunt, more Please, please more, harder please" Oh "Please Mistress, more Please". As she started grunting and then Sandy started begging us to let her cum, over and over, until Missy looked at me and said "Now Bitch CUM for your Master". As she thrust her cunt up into the blows and Missy increased the pace even faster and Sandy fought into her bonds and screamed at her moment of ecstasy finally permitted. Missy examined this wild hot bitch before us and ran her hand across her sloppy wide open cunt and Sandy thrust her cunt up for her again as Missy closed her fingers together tightly, curved them slightly and slid her fingers against the side of her opening. Sandy kept pushing upward and when Sandy's ass went down. Missy's hand would follow. Once down, Missy would hold her ground as Sandy rose again. Sandy began to impale herself and as her butt went down Missy's hand would follow. This was happening so fast, all right before my eyes and then Missy's hand was gone and next as Missy clenched her fist she sank up Sandy's cunt completely all the way to the forearm. As Sandy hissed through her teeth "YYYeeeessss!!" and again "Yes Mistress Fuck me hard please!" "Oh Yes was the last we heard as she humped herself against what had now become Missy's fist deep inside her at a blinding tempo. While Missy's other hand went to Sandy's right nipple, twisting it as she gasped with her mouth open but no sound came out. I smacked Candy gently on the back of her head and pointed to Sandy. This was all she needed to join in along with Missy. Candice latched onto the other nipple with one hand and sought out Sandy's clit with her other hand. Watching Sandy response was amazing, it was almost like she racked brain had no words for what she was experiencing but the relief of all the bottled up lust released in one flood of pure emotion, exhausting her completely as she came one more time as her teeth chattered and small squeaks emerged form her lips. I snapped my fingers and called Candice back to my side and began to stroke Candy's hair as she rested from the spectal before our eyes came to ebb. Followed by the he slurping sound made by Missy's hand as it left Sandy's womb brought us both back to the moment and that was followed by a long sigh by Sandy herself. A sigh of relief, contentment and gratification, seldom is one so much at peace. I carried Sandy's exhausted sleeping form upstairs, since it was almost 9:00 PM Sunday night, good thing Monday is a holiday I thought to myself as I laid Sandy to rest at the edge of the king size bed in the large bedroom. I went to the bathroom and started the water for my shower as Missy walked up behind me and asked. "Master what are your wishes?" And I responded by saying, "Have Candice clean up and lock up down stairs, and tell her to Hustle. Then you may come back here and wash my back for me".

Chapter 9 I began lathering up and preparing to shave as the shower curtain opened up and Missy returned and took the razor from my hand and shaved me. She kissed me when she finished and got lather all over her face, she looked funny with spots of shaving cream on her nose and cheeks. I rinsed my face and got wet as to accept the lather she prepared on the washcloth. She soaped me down with small circular motions while being attentive and gentle. Soon every inch of the back of my body, including my legs was covered in a bubbly mass so I turned to rinse and present her with my front. Which had taken on new proportions due to her handy work. My cock stood out and she ignored it and washed my arms and chest along with the front of my legs. Missy discarded the washcloth and lathered up her hands as she started to kneel before me. She gently grasped my testicles which had receded upwards somewhat as they got taught due to the strain of my erection and the foreskin completely disappeared due to the length of the extension of my cock. Missy came to rest on her knees. She lathered with her now slick, and slippery fingers in an agonizingly slow circular methodical rhythm, covering the same ground many times over and alternating between the use of her finger nails and the flats of her fingers and lastly the smooth palm of her hand to cover the distance from my rectum around my "testicles" to the base of my cock. The sensations of her smooth palm with slight pressure traveling backwards towards my crack and the allowing the flats her fingers to touch as her hand slid ever so slowly backwards until her index finger came to rest directly on my Anus and the forward motion began curling each of her fingers slowly towards making a fist and allowing her nails to scrape one digit at time and each finger taking almost 10 agonizing seconds to travel the distance scraping out a new route each time, taunting the nerve ends and making me harder. Missy smiled up at me as she again lathered her fingers and took hold of the base of my cock. Her small hand barely made it all the way around the base as she placed her other hand above the first and began an upward motion simulating the grasp of a slick pussy as her hands moved upward to the head of my cock. To this motion Missy added rotation and counter rotation nearly a half turn with just enough pressure to spread the soap over my cock all the way to the top of the silt in the head and then back again reversing the process. As she got up near the head the second time, she added slightly more pressure to bring the foreskin up to cover the head and wash the tiny rippling folds that occur as the skin like a turtle neck extends and recedes. She looked at my cock and said in a horse voice " Sir, I love your cock, I love the way the skin folds and the sensations and pleasures it gave my clit when you allowed me to ride it" as she placed her lips to the soapy cock head. I raised her chin and had her look up at me. I saw a dreamy look in her eye and I picked her up and kissed her. I rinsed and told her don't be long as I exited the shower. Candice was coming up the stairs, I smiled at her as I dried myself and told her to get in the shower. I said "I'll be in here when you get done. Pointing at the Master bedroom. I lay next to Sandy and rolled over to kiss her forehead, she was out. In a few minutes both the girls came in the bedroom bouncing and giggling, I held out my outstretched arms to them, welcoming them to me. Candice came up from the base of the bed to my right and Missy to my left, we cuddled and held each other close as Candice sought out my lips and kissed me passionately and Missy wrapped her lips around my cock as she passionately tormented my soul. Several minutes later the silence was broken as Missy simply asked. "Master may I?" Come on, I softly replied as she once again got on top and I guided her hips to mount my member and after six deep plunging strokes later she came and collapsed on my chest. I kissed her gently and lifted her next to me and held her tightly in my arms. I smacked the butt to my right. Candice I said, get on! I said and finish what Missy started. Candy mounted my cock with great care; I thought so's not to hurt me. This was my first sampling of her treasures and she was totally different then Missy's worldlier approach. This young lady had the tightest pussy I had ever experienced; it was like being embraced by the "Jaws of Life". Candice slid down slowly, but having mastered only 2 inches of cock in 5 minutes time, her pace was far to slow for my urgent needs and I spurred her on by smacking her ass quickly and she grunted and screwed herself onto my cock with renewed vigor. Then stopped at the bottom of the stroke to balance and adjust herself. I, grasping Candy's nipple and continually lifting it, got her to ablidge my needs and she moved upwards, with a small noise of discomfort. With some additional verbal urging telling her to "Work It!" She began but she too stopped again after 20 or so strokes as she experienced a very strong cum. And I hung on the verge and in final frustration uttered the words "Again Candy go Again!" She tried but couldn't so I rolled her with 