The articles in all the papers came out the next morning with rave reviews. ‘A new kind of performance art’, ‘dignified and lovely’ were some of the descriptions. Other reviews described the careful security arrangements for the privacy of the performers and attendees. These included the mandatory phone check room that prevented unapproved photos, the requirement to pre-purchase tickets which stopped random drunks from deciding to come in, to the cover charge including hors d’oeuvres and light spirits which meant guests could safely attend without spending arm and a leg.
Freya was thrilled and set about preparing for the public opening that night. The dungeon performance would be a repeat of the previous evening and she wanted to ensure her outfit was as spectacular as the last. The show would be open every evening from 7:00 to 11:00, but dungeon performances would only be held Friday and Saturday nights. Sundays they would be closed, to give the performers a well deserved break and allow for any needed set changes. During the week, it would operate in a similar fashion to a normal museum, but on the weekends it would be a more formal gala style affair with a scheduled start and end time.
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Once again Freya stood in the spotlight waiting for everyone to assume their positions as the first guests checked their jackets and phones in the ‘coat room’, each one handed a domino mask and a stylish wristband with an RFID tag so only their locker could be opened. Thus secured, they stepped towards the inner door
Freya nodded crisply at the head bouncer and the doors swung open, admitting a much more unknown crowd than the previous night. As they trickled in, some enthusiastic, others with some trepidation, their gazes were drawn to the scintillating vision in a jewelled, opalescent, green cocktail dress. It shimmered when she moved without dipping into slutty (much). As the final guests entered, the doorman nodded over the crowd that all sold tickets were accounted for.
At the bouncer’s signal all the lights went out leaving Freya in the only light remaining. Some guests gasped and Freya smiled disarmingly. “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to this evening’s performance. A few rules before we get started: please do not touch the performers, asking questions about their character is acceptable; even welcomed; asking for their contact information is grounds for immediate removal, please do not turn the event into an orgy, and finally, any excessive drunkenness will not be tolerated. Otherwise, enjoy yourselves and enjoy the show.”
The lights went black once again as she finished speaking and she stepped away from the space as the ambient lighting resumed. From there the evening proceeded much as the prior event had and she was well ready when the chime sounded at 10:45. After making her announcement, she slipped downstairs to make her final preparations.
The performance went off flawlessly and once all the guests had departed, Freya slipped back to the dungeon and pushed a button on the control panel bringing up a massage table with a particularly tantalizing sight. Selene, trussed up in a complicated set of knots, her arms behind her back and her breasts forced forward, presenting them for Freya’s inspection. A wand was tied to the inside of her thigh with the head pressed against her swollen bud and her legs had been tied to a spreader bar attached to the legs of the table, preventing her from moving. As her eyes met Freya’s, she began to beg. “Please Miss, I’m sorry Miss, I was just jealous yesterday, it won’t happen again, please let me cum Miss.”
Freya smiled, a dark, sultry and menacing smile. “Oh no, you’re not getting off that easily. Master said I could train you myself, but it doesn’t say much for my training if you’re a needy, interrupting slut when he’s talking now does it?”. She paced slowly behind Selene to where the toys were stored.
“No Miss, please, I didn’t think Miss, I’ll be good I promise Miss”. Selene attempted to crane her neck to see what Freya was doing but was held too securely.
“We’ll see how good you are after you’ve completed your punishment”. Freya stepped up behind Selene, her breasts pressing against her victim’s bound arms as she reached around her torso. Her hands found Selene’s nipples and tugged hard, forcing Selene to arch further to combat the discomfort.
“Now we’re going to give Master a show and if you do a good enough job showing your contrition, he may let this punishment stand. If you don’t, he may choose to add to it”. Selene shuddered, although it was anyone’s guess whether it was fear or anticipation of the punishments Master would inflict. Still, Freya was a much softer top than Master so Selene nodded quickly.
“Yes Miss, punish me please, I deserve whatever you inflict”. Then tentatively, “Is he here Miss?”
“No, he’s decided that this will be recorded and you will serve him while he’s watching it later”. Freya couldn’t help but grin as she watched Selene’s expression in the mirror. Being watched as it happened was something she thoroughly relished, frequently attempting to get whomever Master instructed to watch to participate instead. Being forced to serve Master, while he watched her punishment however, would be a torment of an entirely different sort. Freya could tell Selene was already picturing the ways he would use to embarrass her, pausing the playback and interrogating her on how much she liked specific parts, or perhaps forcing her to replay the scenes as she watched them.
As she spoke Freya continued to abuse Selene’s nipples and now Selene’s hips had begun to grind against the wand and she moaned low in her throat. “Please Miss, let me cum, please, I need it.”
Freya shook her head and spoke into Selene’s ear. “No, you’re a greedy little slut who needs to learn her place”. As she spoke she picked up a pair of weighted clamps, unlike the ones Freya had worn earlier, this pair pinched much harder and the weights would ensure Selene remembered the lesson for some time. Selene whimpered, trying half-heartedly to escape in spite of her promise of obedience but she was bound too well. In short order the clamps were attached and Selene was whimpering and moaning each time the clamps moved and ignited fresh pain.
Freya set to work releasing the manacles on Selene’s arms for a moment, but if she thought of release, she was soon dissuaded of this notion. Her hands were moved above her head to a spreader bar kept on the stage that could easily be adjusted to whatever position was necessary. Once the cuffs were secured, Freya flicked a switch, forcing Selene to follow the overhead bar until it pulled her to a slightly lower platform and left her arms stretched above and in front of her. This caused the weights to bounce as she settled and the wand to drive hard against her clit. Selene cried out, desperate to orgasm and equally desperate not to disobey again. “PLEASE, PLEASE Miss.”
Freya stepped up to the side of the platform and pulled the pins that attached the ankle spreader to the massage table, allowing the table to move easily out of her way. With one thrust she drove the cold metal dildo deep into Selene’s waiting hole. Pulling her head back so her face would be clearly visible on the recording she issued the command Selene was begging for “Cum you needy little slut. Let’s hear you scream.”
The invasion of the cold, thick toy into her hot, wet, throbbing recesses as Freya issued the command was too much for Selene, heedless of the torturous weights at her breasts, her hips bucked as the walls of her pussy clenched around the intruder and her clit ground against the wand. A stream of curses ran from her mouth as her entire body was wracked by the orgasm she knew would proceed a long night of punishment. She was also aware that she would likely be replaying this moment in the near future with Master and she hoped he would be pleased.
When Selene had relaxed, Freya removed the toy, placing it in the ice bucket on the table. The balance of hot & cold was something Selene loved more than anything and Freya intended to take full advantage. Indeed, there was a matching plug chilling beside it. If Selene hoped however that the clamps and wand would follow being removed, she was sorely mistaken. Instead, Freya turned the wand up a notch, while ensuring Selene’s orgasm hadn’t dislodged it. Then she set the weights swaying as Selene moaned.
Stepping back behind her victim, Freya contemplated her selection of toys. “I think we’ll start with the plug, what do you think?”. Selene’s response was to moan wordlessly and push her ass back towards Freya as much as her bonds would allow. This was met with a hard smack on her right butt cheek. “Speak up and answer me, needy slut”. Like Master and Mistress, Freya delighted in her subs explicitly asking for the torments they received.
Selene bit her lip, “P-p-please Miss, stretch my slutty ass with a big plug. Make me feel it all the way to my pussy.”
Freya stroked her hair in approval. “That’s better.”. Retrieving the plug from the ice, she pressed it between Selene’s dripping lower lips. Fully 4 inches in diameter at its widest point it collected her juices as it stretched her opening and chilled her clit, once again forcing it hard against the wand. Selene whimpered, torn between another escape attempt and bearing down on the plug. Before she could make a decision Freya removed it from her lips and pressed it against the puckered star of Selene’s backside. Her touch on Selene’s head changed from a gentle stroke to a firm grip. “Now, let’s see you get this settled nice and tight.”
Selene’s hips rocked back obediently, the first portion of the plug slipping easily in. Then she reached the full swelling of the plug. Selene pulled forward, only to find Freya’s grip on her hair wouldn’t let her do anything but inexorably impale her ass with the huge plug. “Faster needy slut, or I’ll do it myself.” Selene’s resistance began to evaporate as the wand continued to work her clit and she felt herself growing wetter, she needed to be stretched, to be fucked, she needed Freya’s hands on more of her body. This was the incentive her body needed, her ass relaxed and before long the plug was nestled securely inside her back entrance providing much additional stimulation.
“How does that feel? Are you ready for your punishment now?” Selene looked back startled. This didn’t count as part of her punishment? “Of course not, this is your punishment.” Freya answered Selene’s unspoken question with a gleefully sinister giggle. In her hand she held a flogger and beside her was a fucking machine, affixed with that ice cold metal dildo.
“I’m going to turn on the machine and it’s going to fuck you non-stop until I’m finished with your punishment. You will count every strike of the flogger and you will thank me for each one. You will not hold any orgasms back. You will tell me before each orgasm. If you don’t tell me before the orgasm will not count. When you have reached 5 orgasms or you give your safe word your punishment will end. Is that clear?’
Selene nodded, her face red. “Yes Miss, I understand Miss, thank you for punishing me Miss.”
Freya switched the machine on to its lowest setting and it began to press forward into Selene’s ready hole. As the cold metal spread her lips she moaned, rocking her hips back to help it impale her fully. It bottomed out inside of her as the first strike of the flogger connected with her shoulders.
“One!” She was startled despite expecting it. “Thank you Miss”
As the machine retreated, she whimpered in protest, the feeling of emptiness replacing that of full. As the tip reached her entrance, the second blow fell, this one harder than the first. Instinctively, she attempted to evade the flogger, but that only resulted in setting the weights swinging again. The combination of being stretched, the cold, and the swinging weights was too much.
“Two, Thank you Miss, I’m going to cum Miss.”. The words tumbled over themselves as she writhed in her bonds, moaning and whimpering as the crest swamped her.
“Already? Aren’t you a greedy little slut?” Freya cooed as she paced around Selene’s writhing body. “Maybe this is a little too much stimulation, we don’t want your torment to end too soon do we?” As she finished her question she stood in front of Selene, awaiting her response.
“No Miss, I deserved to be punished thoroughly.” Selene looked up through her lashes as Freya, the picture of contrition.
“There’s a good girl.” Freya reached forward and yanked the clamps off Selene’s nipples, opening them as she went so as not to inflict too much pain. Selene yelped, then gasped as the blood flowed back into the tortured tips. Freya leaned down, sucking gently on each one to ease the pain releasing had caused. Selene sighed, arching her back to give Freya better access as the machine behind her slowly pumped in and out of her wet hole.
Long before Selene was satisfied, Freya pulled away, smiling as Selene attempted to maintain the connection with her lips. Returning behind her, she increased the speed of both the wand and the machine, quickly leaving Selene panting.
The flogger connected with the plug in Selene’s backside with a crisp slap. “Three! Thank you for punishing me, Miss.” Each word was punctuated by a gasp as the toys continued their assault.
slap. This time the tips wrapped around and connected with her smooth belly leaving a set of pink lines around her side. “FOUR… Thank you Miss!”
SLap. Freya increased the strength of her strike again, this time across the back of her thighs. Selene bucked abruptly, causing the machine to drive deeper inside her core, the extra stimulation once again pushing her over the edge as she attempted to get the words out before sensation overwhelmed her. “F-five, mmmm, th-thank you Miss, c-c-c-cumming Miss!”
Even as she spoke Selene’s body stiffened as the feelings between her legs overwhelmed her.
“Is that good, little slut? Do you like cumming while you’re being punished?” Freya traced paths down Selene’s back as she moaned and cried out.
“Yes, Miss, it’s so good Miss, please don’t stop Miss.” Selene sighed as her body finally relaxed again.
SLAP. This strike was much harder as Freya turned up the machine and the wand to their maximum settings.
“Sssssix, oh God Miss, that feels too good Miss, I’m going to cum again. Thank you Miss.”
This time, Freya continued to use the flogger as Selene’s orgasm rolled through her.
Slap. “Seven” slap “Eight” slap “Nine! Oh fuck I can’t stop Miss, I’m cumming again!” Selene bucked and writhed as she screamed out in pleasure. When it was over she collapsed in her bonds, body heaving as she attempted to catch her breath.
“Such a good slut. Are you feeling thoroughly chastised?” Freya laid the flogger aside and stood in front of Selene.
Selene’s head lifted slowly as she met Freya’s gaze. “Yes Miss, I’m sorry Miss, I won’t interrupt people during conversations just because I’m horny and want attention again.” The end of her sentence turned into a whining moan, the implements of torturous pleasure still working their magic on her nether regions.
Freya stroked her hair and cupped her jaw in her hand. “There’s my good little slut. Now, you owe me one more orgasm.”
Freya’s mouth descended to Selene’s and her hand found her nipples as she kissed her, gently bringing her back to the peak of pleasure before pulling away and whispering in her ear. “Cum for me little slut, show off what a good little slut you are for the camera.”
This reminder pushed Selene over the edge one last time and this orgasm was the most powerful of all, leaving her spent, limp and gasping.
Freya switched off the machine and wand and gently pulled the machine away, eliciting a low moan from Selene. She received a similar reaction to the removal of the plug, and Selene’s hips rocked back slightly in a minute protest as it stretched her one last time. Returning to Selene’s front, Freya lowered her arms to the platform and unshackled her, then untied the rope harness, fully releasing her bonds.
Freya then pushed another button which brought up a claw foot bathtub filled with hot water. She assisted Selene into the tub and allowed her abused sub to slowly relax and ease her sore body.
Selene revived in short order and looked up at Freya with a mischievous expression on her face. “Do you think Master will be pleased with my punishment?”
Freya laughed, she may have been punished, but Selene was irrepressible. “I’m sure you’ll find out when he decides to watch the recording. He’s already picked out quite the outfit for you to wear while you serve him when he does.
Freya left the dungeon, leaving Selene to finish her bath. Returning a little later, she handed Selene a fluffy warmed towel and a set of comfortable clothes. “When you’re ready, let’s head home, I’ve already uploaded the recording for Master when he decides to watch it.”
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