Mistress Extreme (14 page)

‘I am taking you to
Club Depravity
again tonight to further test your limits,' Isabella announced when she finally deigned to phone David again. It was the last Saturday of the month. She made no reference to what had happened at Caroline and Matthew's place as a result of his stupid faux pas. That was all now behind them, ancient history – or so David fervently hoped. ‘We'll be joined this time by Mistress Kate and her slave, Tony,' Isabella added, ‘and will be in one of the chambers, which I've booked for the evening.'

David could distinctly remember Mistress Kate from his first visit to the club. She had been the strikingly beautiful leather dominatrix with the short ash-blonde hair, the switch who'd once been Isabella's slave. But for the life of him David couldn't remember what Tony looked like. As it turned out, at least initially, he needn't have bothered trying.

Tony was wearing a red rubber mask with open eyes, nose and mouth holes and was on his knees in a locked cage. The chained lead attached to his collar was wrapped around one of the bars of the cage. Clover clamps hung from his nipples and a red leather ball stretcher pulled down his scrotum. His back and rear were criss-crossed with welts from a recent beating he had received from Kate, and his cock was hard.

David was looking out from a St. Andrews cross, which was set against one of the chamber's brick walls. His arms reached out on either side of him, the wrists firmly secured to the cross. His legs were immobilized too, strapped as they were to the base of the cross. His head and face were covered by a black leather hood. David could see and breathe through the eye and nose holes of the hood but he was gagged with a red ball gag. His nipples had been clamped and six red pegs had been attached to his scrotum. David's back and rear were extremely sore from the heavy thrashing that Isabella had administered to him before strapping him to the cross; his shaft was as stiffly erect as Tony's.

The two mistresses both looked stunning. Isabella was wearing a very short, tight black leather dress and high-heeled shoes. Kate's outfit, black leather as well, consisted of a halter-top and tiny skin-tight shorts that revealed the cheeks of her well-shaped backside and outlined the lips of her shaven sex. In addition she was wearing knee-length boots with very high heels.

Isabella and Kate strode arm in arm across the vaulted dimness of the chamber and over to the cage. Isabella unlocked it and Kate unhooked Tony's lead. She used it to take him crawling over to kneel at the foot of the cross to which David was strapped.

‘Masturbate David,' Kate demanded of Tony. The dominatrix had oval-shaped violet eyes, which shone like cut glass. Her slave obediently complied, gripping his hand round David's cock and pushing his fist up and down. He used brisk short strokes that caused David's excitement to mount but also made the pegs attached to his scrotum pull painfully … which added to his excitement. At the same time Isabella and Kate each used heavy leather floggers to add further welts to Tony's back and rear.

‘Now suck David's cock,' Isabella commanded of Tony, as she moved over to pick up a candleholder from the floor. This contained three red candles, which she went on to light. The flames from the candles reflected in her gleaming ink-black eyes. As Tony sucked up and down on David's hard cock Kate continued to whip her slave's rear and Isabella poured hot wax on his punished back. He shivered with pain in response and his shaft began oozing a rivulet of pre-come.

Kate finally stopped beating Tony and put a strap-on over her miniscule leather shorts. The dominatrix lubricated the dildo before thrusting it into Tony's tight anal hole. She immediately began fucking him hard in the anus, pushing and pushing and pushing. As Kate sodomized Tony, Isabella returned to whipping his back and he continued sucking David's cock. Then, on Isabella's direction, they all stopped.

Kate withdrew the dildo from Tony's anus and dragged him away by his lead. After removing both the strap-on harness and her leather shorts, Kate detached Tony's lead and removed his nipple clamps and ball stretcher.

‘Lie flat on your back on the floor, slave,' she commanded. ‘Mistress Isabella is now going to use you as a human dildo while you lick me off. You're to keep your body completely still and are forbidden to come.'

Isabella sat on Tony's hard cock, letting its thickness impale her, and Kate straddled his face and began to lower herself towards him. She placed her dripping pussy over the open mouth of his red rubber hood, grinding her hips down. The two women kissed each other passionately on the lips as they pleasured themselves in this way.

What of David, though? What was going through his mind at this point? Was he feeling a twist or more of jealousy? Was he envious of Kate and Tony and the intimacy they were enjoying with his Mistress, as he viewed them all from the St. Andrews cross? No, he was not. He wouldn't allow himself to be jealous. As he'd told himself decisively before, as he was telling himself just as decisively now: he couldn't have it both ways.

Isabella and Kate carried on using Tony's body for their mutual pleasure until, panting and gasping, they climaxed simultaneously. By contrast Tony did not climax and continued to remain stock still, exactly as he had been instructed to do.

The two women climbed off the obedient slave. Kate told him to get back on his hands and knees and crawl over to the upright torture chair that was positioned in a corner of the dimly-lit chamber. She strapped him into it at the neck, wrists, thighs and ankles. Kate put the clover clamps back on his nipples and Isabella inserted a red ball gag in his mouth and buckled it into place.

The two dommes stood back to admire their handiwork for a moment and then Isabella asked, ‘Do you ever think back to when you used to be my slave, Kate?'

‘Frequently,' Kate replied, her violet eyes shining more brightly than ever. ‘I worshipped you then and I always will.'

‘If you worship me,' Isabella said, ‘you should be on your knees.'

‘Yes, Mistress,' responded Kate and immediately knelt. Old habits die hard.

‘Now kiss my feet,' Isabella commanded and again Kate obeyed instantly, raining kisses onto the shiny leather of Isabella's high heeled shoes.

‘On to all fours with you now, slave,' Isabella instructed next, taking hold of the heavy leather flogger once again. She went on to beat Kate's back and rear more and more savagely until she was forced to beg her to stop. Isabella ceased straight away, helped Kate to her feet and the two women masturbated one another frantically until they both climaxed in a noisy delirium of mutual lust.

They kissed and caressed tenderly in the afterglow for a while, then looked over at their two hooded and gagged slaves, noting their hugely engorged cocks. ‘You know, Kate,' Isabella said, ‘those two are enjoying themselves far too much.'

‘I agree,' Kate replied. ‘Don't you feel we should inflict some
real
punishment on them now?'

‘I do indeed,' Isabella said. ‘It's time for some needle play, I think.' She laughed then. It was a merciless sort of laugh.

Tony was chosen first. The clamps were removed from his punished nipples, causing him to squirm with pain. As Isabella pulled at his erection, Kate inserted a needle through one of his nipples. The ball gag muffled his agonized scream. When another needle was inserted through his other nipple he let out a further muffled scream and erupted into orgasm, sending a long spray of ejaculate into the air.

Kate carefully removed the needles from Tony's nipples. She gave him a few moments to compose himself, then freed him from the torture chair and took off his ball gag. ‘Get on to your knees,' Kate demanded and the whimpering slave obeyed instantly.

By the time the two Mistresses made their way over to David, leather-hooded, gagged, clamped, pegged and tightly strapped to the cross as he was, he was also something else: absolutely terrified. His eyes had gone very wide, his heart was pounding. Sweat was streaming down his skin, his whole body was shaking in its bonds. Kate knelt down again, this time to engulf David's swollen cock in her mouth and start to suck it.

Then Isabella got to work. As she drove the first needle through one of his nipples David let out a high-pitched strangled shriek, muffled by his gag, in response to the extreme pain he was experiencing. When she drove the second one through his other nipple, causing another muffled shriek, he was in an agony so extreme that it suddenly spilled over into a fierce climax. And as it unleashed its full orgasmic fury Kate sucked and sucked …

A little later David and Tony found themselves alone together in the same dark chamber. Kate had removed Tony's hood to reveal a pleasant looking man with short brown hair, grey eyes that were tinged with green, and fine-featured good looks. David remembered him now from his first visit to
Club Depravity
.

Isabella had removed David's hood too, as well as his ball gag. She'd also removed the pegs that had been attached to his scrotum and the needles and clamps from his nipples.

The two men remained naked and were standing face to face, Isabella and Kate having manacled their wrists to either end of the same metal spreader bar that hung from the ceiling by chains.

‘Jesus, that whole scene was very intense,' Tony said with feeling.

‘It certainly was,' David agreed. ‘And that last bit with the needles hurt like fuck didn't it.'

‘No argument there,' Tony replied. The two of them had been left on their own in the dimly-lit chamber while Isabella and Kate had gone off to socialise at the bar and also to view the “kinky cabaret” that had been organised there for that evening. It involved a naked female contortionist who, among other tricks, was able to lick her own clitoris.

‘The whole experience was a hell of a way for the two of us to get acquainted,' David smiled, showing strong, even teeth.

‘A hell of a way,' Tony agreed, smiling back at him.

There was silence between the two men for a while, which David was the first to break. ‘Tell me a bit about yourself, Tony,' he said.

‘Sure,' he replied agreeably. ‘I'll tell you anything you want to know.'

‘I'd be interested to know how long you've been Mistress Kate's slave.' David asked. ‘Has it been for a long time?'

‘About three years,' Tony said. ‘They've been the best three years of my life too. I love being enslaved to her, really love it. She's introduced me to some fascinating people on the Brighton fetish scene as well.'

‘Have you met my friend, Matthew and his Mistress, Caroline?' David asked.

‘Yes, I know them well. They're a great couple,' Tony replied. ‘Mistress Caroline was the one that got Matthew into all this, wasn't she?'

‘She was,' David said. ‘And it was my Mistress who got me into it too. Was it Mistress Kate who first introduced you to BDSM?'

‘No,' Tony replied. ‘I started young. Would you like to hear my story?'

‘I'd love to,' David said, ‘if we have time.' It was anyone's guess when Isabella and Kate would return.

‘OK,' Tony said. ‘Well, to start by perhaps stating the obvious, given what you and I have just been doing, I'm bisexual. In fact, I used to be more attracted to guys than girls. The first boy I fell in lust with was called Paul. Actually, he and I had known each other for ages – since we'd been kids, when we'd often played together. One particular incident had stuck in my mind from that time.'

‘What was that?' David asked.

‘Paul and I were having one of those playful wrestles that young pals have,' Tony replied, ‘when all of a sudden I became acutely aware of a kind of electrical charge between us, an exciting tingling feeling in my loins. I was certain Paul had experienced a similar sensation and it was with a sort of bewildered reluctance on both our parts that we managed to prise our bodies apart.

‘I didn't understand at the time what that electric sensation had been but the memory of it stayed with me and as Paul and I both grew into adolescence so did our mutual sexual attraction. Our friendship kept developing in that direction and we became ‘jack-off buddies'. I used to love my mutual masturbation sessions with Paul. We'd wank each other off every opportunity we got. And it didn't stop at just mutual masturbation, far from it – not once we went into the woods on the edge of town …'

Tony and Paul ventured off into the woods one day with nothing but sex on their minds. It was a relief to be away from prying eyes in those quiet woods, with nobody else about and the only sounds the murmurings and stirrings of nature: the occasional creaking of a bough, the shuffling of leaves under their feet. They made their way deep into the dark woods and the deeper they got the more sexually excited they became. As they walked along they began to fondle the bulges in one another's tight denim jeans.

They arrived at a fallen log not far from a clearing that was edged by a pebbled stream. The clearing seemed perfect for what Tony and Paul had in mind, and they stripped off all their clothing. Leaving their clothes on the log, they rushed stark naked into the clearing, their erect cocks bobbing ahead of them. Once there, they stood in each other's arms, caressing and kissing as their engorged shafts rubbed together, mingling their pre-come.

Paul then got on to his knees and stroked Tony's cock while sucking its head. Then he took its length into his mouth. He pulled on the smooth hardness of his own shaft at the same time and when Tony came into his mouth, this pushed him over the edge. As Paul swallowed Tony's jism, he climaxed convulsively as well, spilling out ropes of pearly come onto the soft grass beneath him.

‘I was very much a novice compared to Paul when it came to gay sex,' Tony said, continuing his account.

‘How so?' David asked.

‘Let's just say he had a very close relationship with an uncle of his and leave it at that,' Tony replied enigmatically. ‘Anyway, here's what happened the next time I went into the woods with my more experienced friend.'

It was a splendid day, the air lazy and mild and the trees speckled with sunlight. There was a freshwater pool not far from the clearing that they'd been to before and Paul had suggested to Tony that they go skinny dipping in it. Paul came prepared with a backpack containing a couple of towels for them to use.

When Tony and Paul got into the water they were both sporting gigantic hard-ons and happily played with one another's cocks as they splashed around in the sparkling water. At one point Paul took Tony into his arms and they kissed passionately, his hard cock pressing against Tony's as he gently caressed his back and rear.

Then he opened up Tony's anus with one, two fingers. That was a new experience for Tony and it felt really good, but there were more delights to come. After they'd got out of the water and towelled themselves dry, Paul asked Tony to bend forward with his legs apart. He knelt behind him and burrowed his face between the cheeks of his backside. Tony felt Paul's sinuous tongue begin to probe his anus and he squeezed and relaxed his hole as his tongue flicked in and out. That was another first for Tony – getting rimmed – and it felt great.

The two young men lay back on the soft grass for a few moments, staring up at the leafy trees and the blue vault of the sky above them. Both their cocks were still hugely erect. ‘Get on to all fours, I want to fuck you,' Paul said next. ‘Don't worry,' he added, taking a tube of lubricant from his bag. ‘I know what I'm doing.'

Once Tony was in position Paul smeared lube onto his cock and eased it into his virgin anus until its head pushed through his tight sphincter. It hurt at first but, like Paul had said, he knew what he was doing and the pain soon turned to delirious pleasure as Tony savoured the throbbing hardness of Paul's erection pressing deep inside him. As Paul fucked Tony he also pulled at his shaft. When Paul finally climaxed, pumping his hot seed into Tony's anal hole, Tony couldn't contain himself any longer and came violently, spilling out one thick spurt of come after another as he yielded to the ecstasy of release.