It had been almost two weeks since my first encounter with my new, Houston mistress. She had promised me further instructions by E-mail, but no E-mails had come. I made the mistake once of writing to her, to see if she had been displeased in any way with our first encounter. This had only elicited an immediate, and scathing response, reminding me to speak only when spoken to, and that SHE was in charge, and would initiate all communications or meetings between us. So I waited, in tremendous anticipation of when we might next actually get together, and I might be allowed to serve her once more. But the waiting had seemed an eternity. Two weeks can drag on, and on, and on, especially when you've no idea when, or even if, you will ever be contacted again.
But finally, early on Tuesday morning, her E-mail arrived. She referred to me as her newest subbie. More accurately, as subbie #3. She explained that she was pleased with our first meeting, and requested my service once more. This time she intended for me to meet her other two subs, presumably numbers one and two.
She new from or earlier E-mail correspondence, that I was bi-curious. I wondered if that was about to soon become bi experienced?
Mistress directed me to meet her at subbie #1's house, north of Houston, in a swanky section of Spring. She also instructed me to wear a tight _c_o_c_k_ ring, bring along nipple clamps, wrist shackles, a rubber butt plug, and to wear a leather slave collar. She insisted that when I arrive, I should be wearing the _c_o_c_k_ ring, slave collar, and have the butt plug firmly in place up my ass, ready for removal. Naturally, I obeyed exactly per mistress's instructions.
I had no trouble finding the house, or more accurately, the mansion. It was huge. I parked my car, knocked, and was greeted by a tall, muscular, 30ish man, with blond hair, wearing a slave collar, leather jock strap, and shackles attached around his wrists. He introduced himself as Kenny, asked that I call him Ken for short, and said that our presence was requested in the basement. Ken led the way, and I had to admit, he had an amazingly athletic look about him, nearly my size & build, but just a bit shorter.
The basement was amazing. Ken had a fully functional, well equipped dungeon, right there in his basement. I saw a St. Andrews cross on one wall, a padded spanking horse, numerous chains and other restraints attached to or hanging from the ceiling, a rack of whips and floggers, a wash basin filled with assorted anal toys, and a smaller, dark haired man, naked, blindfolded, and chained to the floor, spread eagle, wearing a ball stretcher, wrist and ankle shackles, clamps on each nipple, and with a rubber penis gag secured in his mouth by a taught leather strap. Ken said that Mistress Anne was otherwise occupied, and that she requested that I strip off all my clothes, remove my butt plug, attach the nipple clamps I had been ordered to bring onto each of my nipples, kneel on one of the available pillows, stare at the floor, and wait. He never bothered to introduce me to the man chained to the floor, but rather turned, and went back upstairs. While I was disrobing, I couldn't help but notice that the man chained to the floor, was semi hard, very well hung, and didn't seem unduly unhappy at all. I did as directed, and waited. It didn't take long for Mistress to arrive. She sauntered into the dungeon, wearing black leather hip boots, with 6 inch, pointed heels, a black leather bustier, which showed an abundance of her ample cleavage, no pants whatsoever, and carrying a black leather riding crop nearly two feet long. I didn't dare glance up at mistress, but my peripheral vision couldn't help but be impressed with her beauty, grace, long legs, and truly imposing presence. She exuded authority as she entered the dungeon, followed closely by Ken. She inspected me at length, slowly walking all the way around my kneeling figure, pausing occasionally to get a closer look a one detail or another. Finally satisfied, she said, "sub Sam, you may now look up at mistress". I raised my eyes, and consumed her in a glance, focusing special attention on her bare, reddish brown pubic triangle, positioned not 18 inches directly in front of my face. I could no longer restrain my growing erection. She immediately noticed my throbbing excitement, and slowly walked around behind me, and tightly placed wrist shackles on my hands, and clipped them together behind my back. She said, "sub Sam, I realize you can't control that erection of yours, but you are not allowed to stroke it until I give you permission, is that understood"?
I immediately replied "yes mistress", and continued kneeling before her. She then explained that the sub chained to the floor was sub Bill, and that I wasn't to be concerned with sub Bill until such time as she commanded. She then removed my nipple clamps, and instructed me to stand and walk over to the spanking pony, and lay across it. I complied. She ordered Ken to take a flogger off the wall, and proceed to flog my bare ass, which he did, with a vengeance. The pony was positioned so that I was looking directly at Bill, chained to the floor. As Ken started slowly flogging my back and ass per mistress's instructions, mistress proceeded to fondle Bills _c_o_c_k_ & balls, and none too gently. She yanked almost viciously, then gently stroked, then thumped, then caressed, then tickled. Soon she walked around Bill and straddled his head, removed his blindfold and penis gag, and lowered herself slowly to just beyond the reach of his straining mouth. She would pinch his nipple, stroke his _c_o_c_k_, and place her moistening pussy just beyond his hungry mouth and outstretched tongue. Soon, she leaned forward several inches, lowered herself down just a bit, and commanded Bill "rim out my asshole like a dog would". She had placed her ass directly onto Bills extended mouth, keeping her moist pussy just beyond the reach of his tongue. Bill slid his tongue deeply up mistress's ass, and licked around and around, in tiny little wet circles just as fast and hard as his tongue could manage. Mistress was becoming visibly aroused, and was lowering herself further and further down onto Bills face.
Watching this was getting everyone in the room noticeably hot. My throbbing hard-on made me nearly obliviously to the pounding being applied to my back & ass by Ken. When I finally did glance back at Ken, I noticed he was also totally preoccupied with Bill's oral cleansing of Mistress's gorgeous butt. I also noticed that Ken had shed his leather jock strap, and was sporting what had to be 8 to 9 inches of hard, throbbing _c_o_c_k_. It looked to be as big around as my wrist. His _c_o_c_k_ was springing up and down, side to side to side, with each swing of the flogger.
Mistress had been sliding her ass back and forth, from side to side, shoving her asshole right down onto Bill mouth, when she noticed my glancing behind me at Ken's huge, rock hard _c_o_c_k_. I heard her softly chuckle, then stand, and walk over beside my spanking pony. She told Ken to stop, undid my shackled hands, extended them down to the sides of the pony, and attached another set of leather wristbands very firmly around my wrists, attaching them to the sides of the pony. She then fitted similar straps around my ankles, attaching them to the pony's legs. This left my securely strapped down, with both my head and ass, totally open and exposed. She said "Sam, I noticed you were admiring Ken's gorgeous _c_o_c_k_, nice isn't it"?
I said "yes mistress". She reached down and started slowly, firmly stroking Ken's raging hard-on, all the way from the base to the tip, up and down, up and down. Then she said, "Sam, since you like Ken's _c_o_c_k_, why don't you lick it for him". Then she used Ken's _c_o_c_k_ like a leash, and pulled Ken directly in front of my restrained head, and placed the engorged tip of Ken's penis right in front my captive mouth and told me to start licking the head of his dick.
Mistress held Ken's penis firmly by the base of the shaft, and placed it right in front of my mouth, where I proceeded to lick tiny circles around the head. Mistress slowly guided more and more or his gorgeous _c_o_c_k_ into my mouth, causing me to strain my mouth to encircle it. Mistress was thoroughly enjoying her total power over her boys, and started coaching me on how to properly suck a mans dick. She said "you little slut, suck that gorgeous big ole _c_o_c_k_, deeper, deeper" and then she put her left hand onto Ken's ass & proceeded to shove him right toward my face, pushing his _c_o_c_k_ way down into my throat. I gagged, and choked a little, but it wasn't going away. She pushed & pushed, and soon more and more of it was disappearing right down my gagging throat. Then, Mistress took on a more gentle, motherly tone, and coaxed me, saying, easy does it sub Sammy, just relax your throat, let it slide on down in there, easy, easy, relax. Her coaxing seemed to really make a difference.
Soon I was able to feel his monster member rubbing and tickling a spot way down inside my throat, which had never, ever been aroused before. Ken was starting to get more and more energetic, swaying his hips, and sliding his _c_o_c_k_ slowly down my throat, then slowly sliding it out again, then in, then out, slowly increasing the pace as he became ever more excited. Soon, Ken had taken over entirely for mistress. He had grabbed my head firmly between his hands, and was wantonly _f_u_c_k_ing in & out of my throat at will. For a sub who had never even sniffed another mans _c_o_c_k_, I was having to learn deep, deep throat, real dam fast. But, strapped to the pony, hands & feet firmly bound, I had absolutely no other choice but to service Ken for as long, and hard as Mistress desired.
It was soon apparent that Ken was in no hurry to finish _f_u_c_k_ing my mouth. Each time he'd approach climax, he'd pull out, or slow down, and regroup his stamina, then slowly start in again. Out of the corner of my eye, I eventually noticed that Mistress had unchained Bill and that he was now totally out of all of his restraints, and was stroking his _c_o_c_k_, enjoying my performance "riding the pony", and servicing Ken.
Mistress then stepped up behind me, and proceeded to use her riding crop across my totally vulnerable and exposed ass. Whack, whack, whack. Each time I would wince, she would admonish me for not sucking Ken properly. She was enjoying testing my ability to withstand pain, and concentrate on servitude, both at the same time.
After about ten or fifteen lashes, Mistress started gently running her fingertips over my ruby red butt cheeks, then all around my inner thighs, up my thighs, tickling my balls & scrotum, dancing delicate little circles around my incredibly sensitive asshole, and then back to my inner thighs. Mistress had an incredible caress when she chose to use it.
After caressing me for several minutes, watching me give Ken endless oral pleasure, she removed her fingers momentarily. When she again touched my inner thigh, I felt the cool, salve of lubricating jelly being applied to my hungry asshole. Mistress slipped in one finger, teasing it in & out, sliding it around to spread the lube evenly all over my anus. Then she removed her finger, stepped to the wash basin, and commanded, Bill, "_f_u_c_k_ that little slut in the ass just like you know he wants it".
Oh my god! I had told Mistress that I was bi-curious, but I was getting the entire education forced upon me in one session. Bill replied to Mistress, "yes mistress, I'll give him the good, hard, ass pounding this little _f_u_c_k_pig needs". Then he slipped right in behind me, lined up his large throbbing _c_o_c_k_, and just jammed it into me. Ohhhhh, I thought my asshole was being ripped wide open. I moaned past the huge _c_o_c_k_ in my mouth and strained against my leather restraints, but couldn't move. I felt him pushing deeper, and deeper, faster and faster, until in no time at all he was slamming into me like a diesel jackhammer. I could feel his balls slapping again and again against the back of my thighs. Ken was feeding on Bills reckless passion, and in turn started slamming his enormous _c_o_c_k_ harder and harder down my throat. Somewhere, out of the corner of my eye, I saw mistress leaned way back in a padded arm chair, her legs spread wide apart, thrusting a huge rubber _d_i_l_d_o_ into her pussy, masturbating while she watched her slaves serve her lusty desires. Soon I heard Mistress starting to wail, ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, while she had an enormous climax, and sat in her chair shuddering, and shaking, limp and spent.
Just moments later, I tasted the first drops of precum as Ken approached climax. I felt his grip on my head get deathly tight, and then he slammed his entire depth into as throat as deep, and hard as he physically could, and just held it there. Deep down in my throat I could feel Ken starting to erupt, squirt after squirt of warmth, spreading up my throat, filling my mouth, and eventually overflowing, running down my lips and chin. Ken didn't pull out right away, he left his softening _c_o_c_k_ buried in my throat, waiting for every last drop of hot cum to drain out into my mouth. Just as Ken was finally finishing, and started to pull out of my mouth, Bill went berserk, letting out a horrendous groan, slamming deep into my ass, and holding his throbbing _c_o_c_k_ into me as far as it would reach.
With Ken's huge _c_o_c_k_ finally out of my mouth, I was finally able to truly gasp for breath, moaning and bellowing as I could feel Bill starting to erupt his own stream of hot jism way up inside me, squirt after squirt, after squirt. He was a _f_u_c_k_ing fountain, pouring out the cum, pump after pump, filling my torn and bleeding ass until I could feel the overflow draining out my butt, and running down my balls.
By the time Bill had finally used me to absolute completion, Mistress had regained her strength, and was getting aroused again, watching her newest boytoy getting truly initiated. She slowly staggered over to me, untied my ankle and wrist restraints, and said "ok, now were all going to watch you masturbate for us". Mistress sat back down, spread her legs wide again, and proceeded to use a double pronged vibrator, both in her pussy and just touching her clit. Finally, I was finally able to reach my rock hard, throbbing _c_o_c_k_. Watching her masturbate like that just pushed me right over the edge. In just a matter of moments, I was showering cum all over the basement, moaning and squirming in an incredible eruption of climactic, unbridled satisfaction.
When I had finished, mistress smiled and said, "Sam, you're now one of the family. Ken, show Sam where to shower and change, and you'll get my next instructions by E-mail".