Freya stepped back after putting the finishing touches on Selene’s outfit. She smiled at Master’s love for one of the more stereotypical fantasies of the maid.
The corseted top nestled underneath Selene’s breasts which were held up in a half-cup black lace bra, the puffed cap sleeves framing her breasts and making them appear as if they were on offer for whomever chose to partake. The brief skirt was barely tutu length and did nothing to hide the matching crotchless panties and garter belt that hugged her hips. White stockings clung the length of her long legs, capped at the bottom with low-heeled Mary Jane’s. Her hair was up in pigtails, suggesting innocence and on top her head rested the typical frilly maids cap. Mascara enhanced her lashes and a touch of lipstick grazed her mouth but otherwise no makeup covered her skin.
Selene blushed as she looked in the mirror, she liked being slutty, but this outfit had ‘whore’ written all over it. Her nipples were already taut from the cool air of the dressing room and she could feel her core beginning to pulse with the early stages of arousal.
“Now for your accessories”. Freya stepped forward with a handful of items. Into Selene’s wrists and ankles went a set of soft leather cuffs. At her throat went a chain link collar. Under each nipple Freya taped a small vibrating egg, close enough that the protruding bud rested on top. Selene shivered in anticipation, knowing the positioning of the vibrators would still allow Master to torment her nipples as much as he desired.
“Sit, and open your legs”. With one hand on her shoulder Freya pushed Selene’s down into the dressing chair. Selene whimpered and opened her legs, resting her thighs on the arms. Freya shifted the sides of the panties until they rested to her satisfaction on the outside of Selene’s lips before pressing two fingers impersonally into Selene’s centre, drawing out the sweet juices inside. She swirled her fingers over Selena’s exposed lips before tracing a few circles on her clit, coating it thoroughly. Selene moaned, offering her sweet hole for further use. Freya ignored her response, instead focusing on attaching the final toy, a third small vibrator, this one pressed hard against Selene’s clit, multiple strips of tape ensuring that, unless Master deliberately yanked it off, it would remain in place.
Thus prepared Selene was sent into the entertainment room where she knelt on a cushion in the dark waiting for whatever Master had in store for her.
Time passed and Selene was just beginning to wonder if Master had forgotten her when the large TV began playing. The first few images were from the Gala, her clinging on Freya, being sent to Master, her being pounded on the floor after. She shifted, feeling her arousal start to build. At the same time she felt a buzzing at first her left breast, then her right. Barely enough strength to feel it and only long enough for her to realize what the sensation was before it ceased. She did her best to remain still, having no doubt that someone was watching her and wanting to prove she had indeed learned her lesson.
The screen went dark again and finally some dim lighting came on. Master entered the room, dark jeans hugging his hips, his silver hair glowing in the light. His white shirt was open at the collar and Selene swallowed as she noticed what was in his hand. A crop. He looked her over critically and nodded in approval.
Standing in one spot he glanced down at her. “Undress me slut”. Standing gracefully, she reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it slowly from his jeans, unbuttoning it she pushed it off his shoulders, running her hands across his chest and brushing his nipples as she did. His sharp intake of breath and his hand squeezing hard on her left ass cheek indicated his pleasure at her touch. Kneeling before him, she undid his belt, pulling it from the loops of his jeans and placing it on the table beside the chair he would no doubt be sitting in. Unzipping his jeans, his shaft strained against his boxers, carefully resisting the urge to lick it, she pushed his jeans over his hips and down his legs, folding them neatly once he had stepped out. Reaching up to the waist of his boxers she pulled the front out so as not to catch the tip and bend it uncomfortably. As she tugged his hand found her head and he thrust into her mouth, spreading her lips and half sheathing himself in her throat. Selene moaned at this invasion, opening to allow him deeper access as his hips stroked back and forth, each penetration going deeper until she could feel her eyes watering as his belly was pressed to her nose. She gagged, her throat convulsing around his shaft. He groaned, grinding his head into her, letting her attempt to milk him. He had no intention of coming this soon and had already used Freya and Mistress to enhance his stamina.
Pulling away, he settled into the big chair-and-a-half. “Fetch me a drink”. Other than that he barely acknowledged her presence as he grabbed the remote, placing the crop of the table next to his belt. She mixed his favorite drink, aware that someone was still watching, likely Mistress, who was controlling the vibrators as they continued to shift in intensity even though Master didn’t have the remotes or his phone.
Returning to Master, she placed the glass next to him on the side table. “On the table.” His tone was brusque, if she couldn’t still see his rampant arousal, she would have assumed the worst.
The table was a large round coffee table, set about 18 inches off the floor, it would not have looked out of place in a large living room. It hid any number of secrets; the entire top was able to spin completely independent of the base. In addition, the top was covered with lightly padded vinyl, sturdy enough to set a glass on, but with enough padding to allow comfortable kneeling for long periods. The final addition was a number of easily reachable chains that could be attached to cuffs located at wrists and ankles, or collars around throats. Selene swallowed at the command, she had no illusions, once she mounted the table, he would secure said chains to her, preventing her motion and putting her at an easy height for whatever use he chose.
Master waited patiently, his hands on his hips, shaft jutting forward, teasing her. Selene mounted the table facing him, her mouth mere inches of his tip. He went to work, attaching the chains so she was fixed on her hands and knees, legs spread wide showing off the pussy Freya had framed so carefully. Selene whimpered as Master spun the table slowly, turning her to face the TV. She felt his tip probe against her entrance and fought to remain still against the urge to impale herself on his length. He chuckled at her obvious struggle.
Master turned on the large screen, confronting Selene with the still image of her trussed body orgasming around the cold metal dildo. His hands ran over her body, almost as if he were inspecting an animal for sale. Selene was subjected to pinches and swats along with gentle massages and penetrating fingers at her various holes. All of this was punctuated by the modes of the vibrators changing at unpredictable intervals. In what felt to Selene like an eternity, but was really only a few minutes she was reduced to a quivering, begging, dripping mess.
“Please Master, I’m sorry I was a naughty slut, please no more, have pity on me Master, please fuck me, Master.” Selene pleaded, but Master simply chuckled and removed his hands, leaving her bereft and trembling.
“Oh no little slut. You’re not getting off that easily.” Master smirked at his pun. “We’re going to watch your punishment together and I’m going to do whatever I want to your sweet little body. If that means I fuck your ass, then I fuck your ass, if that means you spend half the playback choking on my shaft, then you do, if I decide to beat you in time with Kitten’s strikes then you’ll count them and thank me. IF, you can make it through without having any orgasm I haven’t specifically commanded we’ll consider your punishment over and you might even earn your own pet name. If you fail, Kitten will join you for the next phase of your punishment because she will not have done a good enough job, and I will retrain you myself.”
Selene gasped and blinked at him. She thought she had been in for more of the same, but this was an entirely different proposition. Her own pet name? With the price of failure retraining at Master’s much less gentle hands? She nodded with enthusiasm “yes Master, whatever you desire Sir.”
He smiled indulgently, “you may cum once before we start.”. As he spoke, the vibrators switched back on at their max setting. Selene whimpered as Master spun her to face away from her and drove into her dripping core. Thrusting hard, he pushed her relentlessly to her orgasm, continuing to thrust against her cervix as her walls tried to milk him.
“Master, yes, oh God, Master please, harder Master.” Selene writhed as best she could as he pounded into her body. She revelled in the sensation of his testicles slapping against the vibrator at her clit, increasing her stimulation, until her body bucked wildly and her pussy squeezed so hard, his thrusts stopped, held fast by her grip. When she relaxed, he pulled out and spun her again, ordering her to clean his shaft of her juices. Once she finished her task, he spun her back towards the television and pressed play.
Her watcher had turned the power down on the vibrators and was once again amusing themselves by cycling through the settings randomly. Master resumed his torment of her body, more slowly this time, bringing her to the edge before easing back. “Watch the playback and tell me what you see.”
Selene turned her gaze to her form on the screen and watched as the plug began to penetrate her. “I see my slutty ass being stretched by an ice cold plug Massssterrrr.” The last word was turned into a needy moan as his thumb entered the tight ring of muscles between her cheeks.
“You like that don’t you dirty girl?” Master continued to press his thumb in and out as she whimpered.
“Yes Master, it feels good when my ass is full Master.” Selene pushed herself back at him as far as the chains would allow, inviting him to replace his thumb with something else. Instead, he slipped 3 fingers into her centre, stroking the back wall of her pussy as he gripped her with his thumb. Selene bite her lip as her walls began to tighten, breathing slowly in an attempt to maintain control.
“Keep telling me about the show and what you’re feeling.” Selene watched as the fucking machine opened her lips, sighing as she felt Master’s head probing against his thumb.
“Yes please, Master, the fucking machine is sliding inside me, it’s so cold, and so big, it’s going to split me open.”. As she spoke, he replaced his thumb with the head of his shaft, stretching the ring wider until it closed around the base of the mushroomed tip. Selene moaned at the intrusion, but continued. “It’s nearly all the way in, Miss Freya is going to whip me, yes please Miss, flog your naughty slut.” As the cold metal bottomed out in the Selene on the screen, so too did Master inside her ass. And like the playback, Selene cried out as the crop connected with her shoulders.
“O-o-nne, Master.” He pulled back, slowly, matching pace with the machine on the screen. She moaned, knowing what was coming, feeling her grip tightening on him in anticipation. “It’s pulling out Master, I feel so empty, I want Miss Freya to strike me again, I’m so close Master”. As Master and machine reach her entrances, the crop and the flogger descend again. Both Selenes cried out and moaned, but only the one on the screen get any release.
Master pauses the playback and leans forward, speaking low in her ear. “Tell me what happens next.”
Selene trembles, on the knife edge of cumming but not daring to without his command. She struggles to get the words out, her tongue thick with arousal. “Miss Freya is going to yank off the weighted nipple clamps Master, and then she’s going to suck on them.”
The head of his shaft twitched deep inside her as he reached down cupping her breasts, his thumb stroked the tips of her nipples. “Do you want to cum while you watch that? Does my little whore want me to play with her nipples while I fuck her ass and she cums watching Kitten play with her tits?”
Selene moaned low in her throat, arching her breasts into his hands while grinding her ass against his hips. “Only if you want me to, Master.” She managed between her moans “I want to be your good slut.”
Pushing play, he nipped her ear as he pinched hard on her nipples. “Cum for me little slut.” He thrust hard as he abused her nipples.
Selene panted as he drove into her crying out as she orgasmed “Mmmmaaassster!”. He grunted as her ass clenched around him.
Pulling out he cleaned his shaft before pushing his tip between her nether lips once more. Despite his preparations, Master was reaching his limit. “I’m going to fuck you until the end of the playback now. You are not to cum until it’s over.” With these words, he began to penetrate her, entering a little at a time before withdrawing.
Selene’s muscles spasmed around him and she pushed back against him shamelessly. His hand descended onto her cheek with a meaty slap. “That feels amazing, fuck yourself with my cock.” Master stopped moving, leaving Selene to rock her hips back and forth, stroking his shaft deep into her core. “Faster!” His hand came down on her other cheek leaving a red hand print. Selene increased her pace, grinding him against her as his head reached its deepest point. On the screen, Freya’s mouth was on Selene’s and her hands were at her nipples.
Master took over once more, his hands at her hips, driving deep inside her. The watcher controlling the vibrators went to work again, turning them up fully, providing stimulation to both Master and Selene. Master grunted as the Selene on the screen cried out. He pushed Selene’s face down into the table and unloaded inside of her. The pulsing of his shaft finished her off and she strained against his hand, milking the thick liquid from his body. Master collapsed on her back, his softening member slowly slipping from her recesses. The watcher switched off the vibrators, leaving Master and Selene in sudden silence as the playback ended.
As he regained his strength, he released the chains at her throat, wrists and ankles. Then he gently pulled at the tape holding the vibrators freeing her nipples and clit from further torture. She sighed in pleasure as his hand stroked over her body, easing the remaining tension.
“I think we’ll call you Princess.” He breathed into her hair as he spoke. She giggled at the name that was in such opposition to her current clothing. “Definitely Princess. You’re such a spoiled brat, but your mouth and pussy are so very sweet.” Pushing off her, he stood and offered her his hand to help her rise.
Looking at the door he called “you can come in now.” Freya slipped in, dressed in an outfit that matches Selene’s, without the vibrators. “You did a very good job with her punishment, Kitten. In fact, she did so well, I think she’s finally earned a pet name all her own. What do you think of Princess?” As he spoke, he pulled Freya towards him and then kissed her thoroughly.
“Princess? That could be fun, I like the idea of turning a princess into a whore.” Freya reached out and tugged on one of her pigtails.
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