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Subject: {ASSM} A House in the Woods - Joshua and Katy (MF/m BDSM Fdom oral anal best toys pierce cbt)
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Well, since I got exactly ONE response (thanks, Mr. Wade!) to my first 
story (A House in the  Woods - Bethany) I figured it must have been 
pretty mediocre. I hope this one elicits a bit more reaction.

These stories are turning out to be a loosely connected set with some 
common elements.  You may get a bit better picture of what's going on by 
reading them all, but each one can pretty much stand on its own.
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This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If 
you're not both of those, don't read it.  Characters in a FANTASY don't 
get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't 
use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't 
live in a FANTASY so be safe.  The fictional characters in my stories 
are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what 
they do - someone could get hurt.

If you think you know somebody who resembles any of the characters here, 
congratulations, but you're wrong - any similarity between the 
characters in this story and any real person is purely coincidental, 
since all of these characters are figments of my dirty little imagination.

This is my story, not yours. Don't sell it or put it on a pay site. You 
can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information intact, but 
if you make money off of it, you're breaking the law and pissing me off.

_________________________________
A House in the Woods - Joshua and Katy (MF/m BDSM Fdom oral anal best toys)
(C)Copyright 2003 - Shakes Peer2B

"Oh come on Katy!  Let's just see if he'll do it!" The athletic young 
man tried to drag a brown haired beauty from the cab of his SUV.

Struggling to release her arm from his grasp, she responded sharply, 
while trying to keep the volume of her voice down, "I've been telling 
you all the way up here, I don't want to do it! Why won't you believe 
me, Josh!"

I let the dogs out but signaled them to hang back, and approached the 
young couple.

He was so engrossed in getting her out of the vehicle, and she in 
staying in, that neither saw me coming until I was right on top of them.

I was right behind him when her glance warned him I was there.  He spun 
around, but had nowhere to go since my body filled the gap between the 
opened door and the side of the vehicle.

"See if he'll do what?" I asked evenly.  I was well within his personal 
space, and he didn't like it at all.

"Oh, uh, hey! You  must be Mr. Brenneman!" He stuck his hand out to 
shake. "I'm Josh Kingman!"

I ignored his hand. I had already recognized him as the quarterback for 
UI in Moscow. "See if he'll do what?"

He tried to read my expression while his hand hung awkwardly between us. 
  Finally realizing that I wasn't going to shake it, he dropped it 
nervously to his side. "I uh, that is, we, uh... Well you see, Mr. 
Brenneman, a girl I know at Washington State told me about how you 
helped open up her, uh, shall we say, uh sexuality, and, uh, well, uh 
we, that is, uh, I wondered if you'd, uh do the same, you know, uh, 
stuff, for uh, Katy here."

He must have had pretty good lungs to get all that out in one breath, 
but more than his lung power, I marveled at my restraint in not having 
hit him before he finally spit it all out.

"Who was this girl?"

"Um, it was, uh, Cassie. Cassandra diCarlo." He looked smug, thinking he 
now had the inside track.  I was thinking, however, that Cassie was 
going to learn a lesson about discretion on her next visit, and that 
she'd probably never speak to him again.

I turned to the girl, still sitting half out of the SUV.  "Katy, I 
gather you aren't going along with this voluntarily?"

She was still pissed, and it showed in her voice, but it didn't override 
her manners, "No, Sir, Mr. Brenneman! He said we were going for a ride, 
and then, when we were on the highway, he drops this bomb on me about 
coming to see somebody who would 'open me up'!  Seems I'm not submissive 
enough in bed!"

"I see. So you," I pointed at him "came here of your own free will, but 
you" I pointed at her, "did not.  Is that accurate?"

They both nodded, though his nod was somewhat more hesitant than hers.

With my left hand, I grabbed a handful of his shirt, near his right 
shoulder, and said, "OK, you can stay." I looked at Katy and said, "If 
you want to help or watch, come on in, otherwise come back for him 
Sunday night."

Katy looked alarmed, as did Joshua. "Help or watch what!?" She blurted out.

I smiled up at her.  "Don't worry, Katy. I won't do him any permanent 
damage.  I just think it's time he learned what it's like to be the one 
NOT in control.  To be at someone else's mercy. Want to help?"

An evil grin slowly crept across her face, but she wasn't completely 
stupid, "You won't do anything to me?"

I grinned back and tightened my grip against her boyfriend's escalating 
struggles. "Not unless you want me to - this is just a little attitude 
adjustment for our boy here."

Josh was finally getting the picture. He hadn't had any luck getting 
free of my hold on his shirt, partly because he was trapped between me 
and the door of the SUV, and partly because I wasn't trying to hold him 
in place, I was just holding on to him, and my hand followed along 
whenever he lunged one way or another, then pulled him back into 
position.  He was about to take a swing at me, though the cramped space 
and my grip near his right shoulder hampered him somewhat, when I zapped 
him with the Taser I'd been holding behind my back. His body stiffened 
then started twitching as I held him upright against the door.

Katy gasped, then showed an uncertain smile when I displayed the Taser 
for her inspection. "That's just to make him a little more, shall we 
say, malleable."

I took a pair of handcuffs from my back pocket and secured his wrists 
behind his back, then stooped and let him fall forward across my 
shoulder.  Adjusting my grip and standing upright I got him in a 
fireman's carry and started toward the house.

I looked back at Katy with raised eyebrows. "Coming?"

She wasn't too sure about my methods, but finally curiosity and the 
chance to turn the tables on her pushy boyfriend won out and she 
followed me into the house.

I wasted no time taking them through the hidden door in the pantry and 
down the stone stairs to my dungeon.  She stood in the middle of the 
room, gawking at the fixtures, machines, tools, and toys neatly arrayed 
around her, eyes wide with shock and wonder, while I replaced Josh's 
handcuffs with padded shackles that were suspended by chains from a pair 
of overhead pulleys.

He was starting to come around as I removed his shoes and socks and 
locked similar shackles around his ankles.

Fingering the remote in my pocket I located the correct buttons and took 
up the slack in the chains until Josh's feet were spread wide and his 
arms, also spread, were pulled above his head, supporting at least as 
much of his weight as were his legs.  He jerked at the chains a few 
times before realizing that not even his football muscles would have any 
effect on them.

"What the hell are you doing! I didn't come here for this! She's the one 
you're supposed to be working on! I'm gonna report this to the cops as 
soon as I get outta here! You...!"

I stuck the ball gag in his mouth as he was tuning up for the second 
stanza of his tirade.

"Katy, there's a knife in a sheath on that bench over there.  Will you 
hand it to me, please?"

She did as I asked, but the skeptical look on her face didn't start to 
fade until she saw me using the razor sharp blade to cut off Joshua's 
jeans, sliding the back of the blade up each leg while the fabric parted 
around the edge.  Even the seams of the tough denim offered little 
resistance to the keenness of the blade.  Josh started to struggle again 
as I started up the second leg and I paused long enough to remind him of 
his predicament.

"Given the sharpness of this blade, and how close it's going to come to 
your favorite toy, are you sure you want to increase the chances of my 
hand slipping?"

His movements subsided, and when the cut parted the waistband on that 
side, the cloth fell away, exposing his little white briefs and muscular 
legs.  I made short work of his shirt and undershirt, then turned to 
Katy.  I pointed the knife at Joshua's briefs then raised my eyebrows in 
silent query as I offered it to her, handle first.

She grinned devilishly and approached her boyfriend from the rear, where 
he couldn't see the expression on her face. "I don't know, Mr. 
Brenneman.  I mean, I've never done anything like this before! What if 
my hand slips?"

Sweat broke out on his face as she slipped the blade under the leg band 
of the little white garment, very near the bulge of his flaccid penis. 
She allowed her hand to shake theatrically as she slowly made the upward 
cut, finally parting the elastic of the waistband.

"Oh, that wasn't so hard!" now she moved around to the front "I bet I 
could do this one with my eyes closed!"

He couldn't see, as I could, that she left an open slit between her 
apparently closed eyelids, and his eyes bulged as she boldly stuck the 
blade toward his crotch.  After a couple of false starts that only 
served to heighten his fear of castration, or worse, she finally worked 
the blade under and up, neatly slicing the band of fabric in one motion 
that had Josh cringing in his chains, expecting to feel the blood start 
down his legs any moment.

Grinning, she handed the knife back to me. "That was fun! What now Mr. 
Brenneman?"

"Since we're going to be working on this 'project' together for a while, 
maybe you should call me Mike, OK?"

She smiled her best cheerleader smile and replied, "Sure, Mike!"

I smiled back then turned to study her boyfriend.  As quarterback, he 
didn't carry the bulk of muscle and bull neck required of linemen, but 
there was no extra fat on his body, and his musculature was well 
defined. His chest and shoulders were well developed as were his thighs 
and calves, and his slender waist framed a six-pack mounted atop a thick 
black V of pubic hair.  His cock was a respectable size, though it's 
current flaccid state made it hard to judge just how big it could become.

He had one of those rakishly handsome faces that fairly screams "I'm 
trouble!" and attracts women like flies to a dung heap.  His short black 
hair formed a sharp widow's peak in the middle of his forehead, and his 
beard was so dense that, even though he was clean shaven, you could 
swear it was growing while you watched.

There were a few scattered hairs on his chest and fine black hair 
covered his forearms and lower legs.  I walked around him as he hung 
suspended and Katy followed me. The musculature of his back was as well 
defined as the front and his glutes protruded nicely below his waist, 
forming two bubbles separated by a hairy ass crack.

I went to the same bench that held the knife and retrieved the straight 
razor and shaving cream. I offered them to Katy, but after some 
hesitation she shook her head.  I showed them to Joshua.

"I'm going to shave you now.  I strongly suggest that you hold very 
still during this process."

He shook his head wildly, but I had no doubt that his sense of self 
preservation would prevail.

As I lathered his crotch I spoke conversationally with Katy. "I wonder 
what he'll tell them in the locker room next week."

She giggled at the thought. "Probably make up some story about strange 
sex with a wild woman!"

I made short work of the shaving, and despite Josh's trembling, didn't 
even nick him, though it took a good deal of care to shave his shriveled 
sack, stretching it smooth enough to get the hair, but not enough that 
the follicles protruded.  I think he passed out while I was shaving his 
ass crack. Katy watched the entire procedure with glassy eyes and parted 
lips.  When I finally cleaned him off, my handling of his privates had 
given him half a hardon that stuck obscenely out of his naked crotch.

I took Katy off to one side and whispered my plans for the next part to 
her.  She could hardly contain herself and kept rubbing her thighs 
together as if trying to bring herself off.  She nodded eagerly when I 
asked her if she was ok with what I wanted to do.

I moved a table up behind the athlete's ass and used the remote to 
manipulate his chains until he was lying on his back, hands shackled to 
the table above his head, legs splayed over the table's sides and 
shackled in place.  Two broad leather straps, one over his chest, the 
other across his hips, ensured that he wouldn't be able to move during 
what was to come.

He screamed and his muscles spasmed when I pierced his nipples and 
installed heavy, stainless steel rings.  I thought Katy was going to cum 
right there.

The rings I used were my own design. The ends snapped together with a 
little effort, but could not be pulled apart without destroying the 
ring.  If Josh wanted them off, he'd have to cut them off.

Next, I placed a cock and ball harness on him that consisted of a single 
adjustable ring tightly encircling the base of his cock and scrotum. 
Attached to this ring was a T-shaped piece whose top bisected the ring 
between the penis and ball sack and whose vertical tail, when attached 
to the bottom of the ring and tightened separated his gonads. The 
material was stainless steel cable tightly sheathed in soft suede. When 
properly adjusted it left him with three very vulnerable protuberances.

Katy had watched over my shoulder as I installed and adjusted the 
harness. I snapped a padlock through the locking mechanism and hung the 
chain with the keys to the lock around her neck.

All this handling had made him hard, so I turned to Katy and, indicating 
the tumescent staff, asked "Want to go for a ride?"

She thought for a while, apparently reluctant to disrobe in front of a 
stranger, but her arousal apparently overcame her modesty and she 
started undressing.  While she was getting her clothes off, I leaned 
over so Joshua could see my face.

"Look at me, boy!" when his eyes turned in my direction, I held up a 
small bamboo rod. "You are a dildo. Katy is going to use you until she's 
done with you. Dildoes don't cum. If you cum, this is what will happen 
to you!"

I rapped his exposed balls sharply with the rod. His eyes crossed and he 
sucked in a long breath and turned pale as his abdomen spasmed, trying 
unsuccessfully to curl into a fetal position.

When he had recovered a bit, I continued. "That was just a small sample. 
  If you cum, I will do that ten times, twice as hard.  Do you understand?"

He nodded desperately.

I pulled a foot stool up beside the table to allow Katy to mount him 
more easily, and watched as she straddled his groin, settling herself on 
the still-hard staff of his erection.  She had a lovely body, about 
five-five, breasts a bit bigger than I like, but firm and nicely formed. 
  Her legs, though, were stocky, muscular columns topped by slim, almost 
boyish hips and a smallish ass.

Her eyes closed as she slid easily down the larger-than-average shaft, 
and began slowly rocking back and forth, massaging her clit on his pubic 
bone while the column of his dick rubbed against her G-spot.

I smiled as I realized what she was doing.  Her motion stimulated her 
important places, but did little for him.

She looked at me through hooded eyes. "Mike, can you take the gag off 
him, but make sure he doesn't talk?"

Once again I bent over our victim. "You heard the lady, Josh. No 
talking, or else!" I rapped his balls again, sliding the cane under 
Katy's butt to give him a slightly gentler tap, then unstrapped the gag 
and pulled it from his mouth.

He worked his jaws a bit to relieve the stiffness, then, ignoring my 
warning, "You...!"

WHACK!

"AAIIEE!"

"Now, Josh! Let's not forget what we've learned, shall we!"

He nodded desperately, his face an interesting mottling of green and red.

Katy, excited by the action, started pistoning up and down on his groin. 
Had his legs been together, each of her downward thrusts would have 
crushed his balls.  As it was, they bounced off her ass each time, 
reminding him of their vulnerability, though not really hurting too much.

The increased friction got Joshua's motor going, and I had to tap him a 
couple of times to remind him of his role.

As she approached her climax, she hooked an index finger through each of 
his nipple rings and started yanking them.  Since he was still sore from 
their insertion, the pain must have been excruciating. He gritted his 
teeth and held out for a while, but when she came, Katy gave a 
particularly vicious jerk that had Josh screaming like a little girl.

After her climax, Katy fell forward on his sweaty chest, spent, with a 
dreamy smile on her face.

A few minutes later, she smiled lazily in my direction. "Oh, Mike!" her 
speech was slurred as if she'd had too much to drink. "I've never had an 
orgasm like that! I mean, I like sex as much as the next girl, but 
that's the first time I've ever had it the way I wanted it all the way 
through."

I held out a hand to steady her as she righted herself, and smiled back. 
"Ready for round two?"

"You mean there's more?"

"Most women I know can have as many orgasms as they've got the strength 
to endure, and you look pretty healthy to me. I have a suggestion, 
though..."

She looked at me quizzically.

"If you'll move up to his mouth, I'll take your position, and we can 
share him."

Her eyebrows shot up to her hairline and her mouth formed an 'O', but 
she recovered quickly and lifted herself off Joshua's penis, still hard 
as a steel bar.

"Do you want me to turn around, or face away from you?"

"I'll leave that up to you.  If you face me, we can find ways to 
increase each other's pleasure while we ride him, but if you'd rather 
get all your pleasure from him, you can face the other way."

She thought for only a moment before turning around to face Josh's feet. 
  "I've got to see this, and hot as I am, I don't mind a little extra 
pleasure!"

As I started to mount the table, he finally caught up, and started to 
protest. She silenced him by planting her buttocks squarely over his mug.

"Now remember, Josh, you're still a dildo. Since I'm not in a position 
to whack you if you lose control, I've come up with another way of 
making sure you don't forget!" I reached behind me, tightened a loop of 
parachute cord around his exposed balls, and gave it a sharp yank.  His 
moan confirmed that he understood.

His cock was already slimy from Katy's discharge, but it was too large 
to take chances with, so I applied some K-Y to my ass before lowering 
myself onto his shaft.

There are two things that make me bisexual. The first is that it's as 
much fun to top a male as it is a female, though with males, it's a 
different flavor.  The second reason is that I love getting fucked in 
the ass, and warm flesh beats cold plastic or rubber any day.

I had to concentrate to relax my sphincter enough to let the purple head 
of Josh's cock through my opening. Once in, it was smooth sailing until 
the bulbous tip passed through the inner sphincter into my colon. Once 
those spasms passed, I looked up to see Katy staring fixedly at the 
point where my ass joined our captive's pelvis, while grinding her pussy 
against his face.

"Is he doing a good job, Katy?"

She shook her head. "The bastard's got his mouth closed!"

I jerked the cord in my hand to get his attention, and said "You'd 
better do your damnedest to please her, boy, or you'll go back to Moscow 
a eunuch!"

 From the look on her face, I guess he must have started doing something 
right.  "Move your ass to where you want his tongue Katy, and tell him 
what you want him to do. If you want his tongue up your ass, make him do 
it.  You can use his nipple rings to punish him if he doesn't do what 
you want."

My suggestions apparently appealed to her. She moved toward me a couple 
of inches, grabbed one of his rings while steadying herself on my 
shoulder, and tugged it.

"Yeah, you dildo! Get that tongue as far up my ass as you can!" Her eyes 
closed and she shuddered as he followed her instructions.

"Oh, yeah! Come on you hot tongued bastard!" She yanked harder. "Go 
deeper! Deeper! Clean my ass out with your tongue! Oh damn! That's hot!"

She moved back again, to give his tongue a chance to work her clit while 
I started fucking myself on his cock and jacking off.

"Oh, yeah! Right there! Work my clit! Yeah! Faster!" Katy was really 
getting into it, forgetting that the nipple ring was supposed to be for 
punishment, she tugged it spasmodically. "Now do my ass again! AAAAH! 
Damn you've got a long tongue! OOOH Yeah!"

She kept him moving back and forth between her pussy and ass, almost 
forgetting that I was there until I started lightly tweaking her 
nipples. Katy glanced up at me through a fog of arousal. "OOOh, yes! Do 
that harder!"

I pinched and tugged at her brown nubbins, carefully watching her 
expression for signs of excessive pain. Though I detected the occasional 
wince, she continued pushing her chest toward me, and I squeezed the 
hard little marbles flat, jerking them rapidly back and forth and 
rolling them between thumb and forefinger.

Her hips were going ninety miles an hour on Josh's tongue. I doubted if 
he could even hear the breathless whispers of her instructions, but his 
tongue was doing its best to keep up with her.

Suddenly, she emitted an ear piercing shriek and jerked upright, almost 
tearing her overextended nipples off in my grip. Her pelvis slammed the 
helpless football player's mouth and chin several times and I had to 
grab her wrist to keep her from twisting the ring right out of his 
nipple.  She stiffened for several seconds, then collapsed into my arms.

I let her rest until Josh's feeble struggles announced that he was 
having difficulty breathing, then pulled her toward me, onto his chest.

"Ohmigod!" she panted, "That was unbelievable! Thank you, so much, Mike!"

I had been so engrossed in Katy's climax that I hadn't paid much 
attention to Josh's reaction.  It wasn't until I had helped her off the 
table and unplugged myself from  his still rigid poker that I realized 
he had cum in my ass.

"Well, boy," I said as I climbed off my perch, "It looks like you forgot 
what you weren't supposed to do.  What a faggot! You didn't have any 
trouble controlling yourself in your girlfriends pussy, but, despite my 
orders and threats, you couldn't help but cum in my ass! Well, I told 
you what would happen if you didn't hold it!"

I attached his ankles to a pair of chains dangling from overhead pulleys 
and used the remote to pull them back to his ears, leaving his genitals 
accessible for the promised punishment.  I picked up the bamboo rod, but 
as I approached his ass, I had a better idea.  Instead, I handed the rod 
to Katy.

She was eager to get started, but I held her back.  "Ten, hard, on the 
balls. But remember, you have all the responsibility for his safety. 
I'll let you know if I think you're too hard or too soft - we want pain, 
not injury, understood?"

She searched my face for a long moment, then solemnly nodded her 
affirmation. The rod was thin and light, but swung hard enough it could 
do some serious damage to those tender organs, and she was not a 
shrinking violet, at least not any more.

As she brushed past me, I asked her, "Do you want me to gag him, or do 
you want to hear his screams?"

She paused and looked at me over her bare shoulder. "I think I want to 
hear him scream, at least at first. If it gets too annoying, we can put 
the gag in later."

I reminded myself not to piss this girl off, lest she later get the 
upper hand on me!

She took up position just to the right of his ass and measured the 
distance and stroke like a golfer taking practice swings.  She backed up 
a few inches to let herself get a full-armed swing, and measured again.

Josh's eyes were wild as he watched her draw the rod back behind her 
shoulder, and when she took the first cut, you'd have heard his scream 
in the next county, had I not taken the precaution of soundproofing the 
dungeon.  It was a good stroke - maybe a little tentative, but hard 
enough to make him feel it and then some.

She looked my way and I nodded encouragement.

She stuck the little finger of her left hand in her ear and shook it, as 
if her ear hurt. "Maybe you'd better stick something in his mouth, or 
we'll be deaf before I'm done."

I nodded, "I have just the thing."

I took a large ring gag from its hook and jammed it behind Josh's teeth 
before he knew what was happening. Using the remote, I dropped the leaf 
of the table that supported his head, and allowed his head to drop 
backward over the resulting edge.  Katy watched with interest, still not 
sure how this was going to quiet him, until I stuck my precum-dripping 
shaft through the ring gag into his mouth.  Beaming at me, Katy readied 
herself for the next stroke.  As her arm descended, I plunged in until 
my cockhead was lodged at the entrance to his throat.

The vibrations from his scream on the most sensitive part of my glans 
were indescribable. Once they stopped, I pulled out far enough to let 
him take a breath, then drove back in as Katy's next blow fell.

She was more interested in what was going on at my end than at hers, and 
the rod just clipped the bottoms of the exposed testicles, causing 
perhaps more pain than a direct stroke, and leaving a red stripe across 
the backs of Josh's thighs.

I reminded her to watch what she was doing.  She dutifully returned her 
attention to the task at hand, and by the ninth stroke, I was ready.  As 
she delivered the final blow, I ploughed all the way down the poor boy's 
throat, the vibrations of his scream this time expending themselves on 
the middle of my shaft. It didn't matter. I exploded deep in his 
esophagus, the pulses of my ejaculation oddly synchronized with the 
spasms of his throat as he struggled not to vomit.

When the flow of my cum had abated, I withdrew - just in time to keep 
him from passing out. Josh drew a ragged breath and emitted a soul 
wrenching sob, not just because he had just been mouth fucked while his 
girlfriend beat the crap out of his most prized possession.  I was 
betting that the fact that his chest and belly were coated with his own 
ejaculate and the realization of what that meant had as much to do with 
that sob as did our abuse of his body.

He was lost in his misery, and gave us no trouble as we cleaned him up 
and moved him to the cot in the corner, shackling him spread-eagle on 
his back.

Katy and I collected our clothes and ascended to the main part of the 
house, closing the dungeon entry from the pantry behind us.  I showed 
her my guest room which has its own shower, then retired to my room to 
perform my own ablutions.  It was a warm day for this part of the 
Pacific Northwest, so after my shower, I just threw on some briefs and a 
ragged pair of denim shorts.

Katy had found, among the extra clothes I keep in the guest room, some 
shorts and a halter that fit her quite well.  Actually, they were 
probably a size or two too small for her, but I wasn't going to 
complain, since they accentuated her figure so well.

I broiled a couple of steaks in the oven and threw together a salad of 
greens and other veggies from my truck patch, and we had a quiet dinner 
while the dogs polished off the raw steaks I set out for them and gnawed 
on the bones.

Katy wasn't far behind the boys, inhaling the steak and salad, then 
groaning luxuriously over each bite of my warm homemade cherry cobbler, 
even though it was only reheated in the microwave.

When we finally pushed away from the table, Katy smiled and shook her 
head as though waking from a dream. "I don't know what to think about 
you or what's happened today, Mike."

"What do you mean?"

She gazed out my window for a long moment, not really noticing the 
spectacular sunset, collecting her thoughts.  "You've turned my whole 
world upside down today.  I'll never be able to look at sex or 
boyfriends, especially Josh, the way I did before I came here."

"Is that good, or bad?"

She stared at me, then "Both.  I was comfortable with things the way 
they were! It may not have been Nirvana, but it was a world that was 
familiar, that I knew my way around in.  I don't know this new world at 
all, and that's scary, but I have NEVER enjoyed sex as much as I did 
today, and maybe never will again, and that's scary too!"

I gave her my best fatherly smile, "You're a very lucky person Katy. 
You've discovered early something that most people never know about 
themselves.  Of those who eventually discover their true sexual nature, 
most are already trapped in lifestyles that prevent them ever realizing 
the joys of that discovery. You're at the beginning of your sexual life, 
and now have the freedom to make choices that will allow you have what 
you need sexually, while getting on with the rest of your life. You're 
lucky in another way, too."

She looked at me quizzically.

"Josh is just discovering his own true sexual nature.  It's hard on him 
because it goes against everything he's been taught to believe about 
himself, but by the time you two leave here, he will have realized that 
he NEEDS to be under a woman's heel.  If you want him, you can enslave 
him for as long as you like."

She looked shocked. "But you said... and the way he reacted... well I 
thought he was gay!  I mean, he came in your ass, but not in me, and he 
came with your dick in his mouth..."

"He came in my ass because of they way you were getting off on his face 
and didn't come in you because I kept whacking his nuts," I smiled 
indulgently, "and he came with my dick in his mouth because YOU were 
abusing him. You don't have to believe me, I'll demonstrate for you 
tomorrow, and prove to him once and for all that he needs you."

Katy slipped into my room that night, and we made love, but it did 
little for either of us. She finally got off when I rolled us over and 
played with her nipples while she sat on me and rode my cock, but it was 
nothing like her earlier climaxes.  I silenced her protests about 
helping me cum and we drifted off to sleep.  I woke several times during 
the night as Katy tossed and turned, wrestling with the demons I had 
awakened in her life.

After a quiet breakfast, I asked Katy to change into a black leather 
outfit from the closet in the spare room, and led her and the dogs down 
to the dungeon.  Josh too, had apparently spent a restless night, as 
testified to by the dark circles under his eyes.

"Good morning, pussy!" I said cheerily.

He glared hatefully at me.

Katy, following the instructions I had given her upstairs, scolded 
sharply, "Is that any way to treat your host! Apologize now, and call 
him Sir when you speak to him!"

Josh, frightened and chastened, muttered "I-I'm sorry, Sir."

Katy, looking formidable in a halter, thong, and high-heeled boots, all 
made of black leather, stalked over to the cot and gave her stunned 
boyfriend a sharp smack on the inner thigh with the riding crop that 
completed her ensemble. He was instantly erect.

"I want a sincere, heartfelt apology for our host, and I want it NOW!" 
She whacked him again for emphasis.

"I'M SORRY, SIR! PLEASE FORGIVE ME, SIR!" I thought his cock was going 
to burst.

"That's a good boy," She gently stroked his face, then lightly ran the 
crop up the throbbing length of his erection. "Now here's what I want 
from you.  From now on, whenever we're in private, you will call me 
'Mistress' or 'Mistress Catherine', is that understood?"

He nodded and she whacked his tumescent member with the crop, making it 
bounce off his stomach.

"YES, MISTRESS CATHERINE!"

She stroked his nipples around the rings, "Good boy! Now, in public, you 
may continue to call me Katy, but you will treat me with respect at all 
times, or you will SUFFER" with that she gave his still bound balls a 
hard squeeze "in private. Do you understand?"

"YES, MISTRESS CATHERINE!"

"Excellent, now, I think you need to thank our host properly for his 
hospitality, so I have offered him the use of your ass, and he has 
accepted, so I when I release you, I want you to walk over to that 
bench" she pointed with the crop "and lay face down on it. Clear?"

"No, please! I can't do that! You can't let him AAAAGGGH!" his protest 
was cut off by the crop connecting sharply with his gonads.

"That was NOT a request, boy. You will do it eventually. The only 
question is how much pain you will endure first. Do I need to punish you 
some more?"  Katy - sorry, Mistress Catherine - was really getting into 
her new role.

Josh, still red-faced, his abdomen spasming, forced out a whispered "No, 
Mistress! I'll do it, Mistress!"

Her smile would have frozen alcohol. "Good! But just in case you have 
any ideas about changing your mind once the chains are off, I want to 
introduce you to Czar and Caesar." My big grey Malamute-Timber Wolf mix 
dogs pricked their ears at the sound of their names. "These two big boys 
will make sure you keep your word."

Josh barely looked at the dogs. Apparently he wasn't entertaining any 
such notion, so the threat of their enforcement meant nothing to him.  I 
smiled in satisfaction and whispered my deductions into Katy's ear. Her 
return smile let me know she understood.

True to his word, the young quarterback hobbled over to the bench and 
lay face down.  She made him move backward a bit, until his ass was off 
the end of the bench, before putting her face in front of his and asking 
"Do I need to shackle you, or will you be a good boy for me and give our 
host what he wants, willingly?"

He looked like a puppy when he gazed adoringly into her eyes and said, 
"For you, Mistress Catherine, I'll do it willingly, but only for you!"

She patted his cheek gently, then straddled the bench in front of his 
face and lay on her back, saying "In that case, you may please me while 
Mr. Brenneman takes his pleasure with you."

He eagerly lapped at her dripping pussy while I greased his hole and 
used my fingers to prepare it for my entry.  I took my time getting him 
ready, but even with the stretching I gave him, he winced and moaned 
when my head popped through his sphincter.  Katy had a couple of small 
orgasms while I was warming Josh up, but she really started to thrash on 
his tongue as she watched my reflection in the mirror on the dungeon 
wall, plowing her slave's ass.

He was hot and tight, I was still horny from last night's unsatisfactory 
sex, and Katy was blasting her passion throughout the dungeon.  Under 
those circumstances it took me only a few minutes to fill his bowels 
with my cum, as Katy climaxed for about the fifth time.

I withdrew and went into the dungeon bathroom to clean myself up.

When I returned, Katy was just climbing off the bench.  She knelt beside 
Josh and spoke into his ear.  "I want you to do one more thing for me 
Josh.  I want to watch one of the dogs fuck you. Will you do that for me?"

He started to shake his head, but felt her hand tightening on his 
scrotum, and turned instead to look in her eyes. "If you'll do that one 
little thing for me, I'll fuck you next!"

She waggled a large dildo under his nose, and held up the harness that 
would secure it to her groin, smiling brightly.

He got that puppy dog look again, and said "Yes, Mistress! Anything for 
you Mistress Catherine!"

Katy sat back in a chair to watch as I refreshed the lubrication in his 
still gaping asshole, and signaled Czar to mount.  Czar is the one I 
most often use for ass-fucking because his knot is slow to inflate. 
This gives his victims time to enjoy his long, vigorous strokes while 
gradually adjusting to the growing swelling in the middle of his cock.

When Czar was in position, he wasted no time in driving full length into 
the young quarterback's ass.  Josh, unprepared for the violence of the 
assault, emitted a grunt of pain and surprise as the dog's first stroke 
sent his pointy shaft deep into the boy's colon.

I just watched, sated for the moment, switching my gaze back and forth 
between Katy, who was pumping the dildo deeply into herself, and Josh 
whose face almost matched the ruddy color of his over-inflated 
fuckstick. He was dripping pre-cum as Czar's knot began to grow, causing 
the elastic ring of the boy's sphincter to expand and contract as it 
pounded in and out of his rectum.  Finally, the knot grew too big to be 
withdrawn, and Czar shifted gears, stabbing his bitch with short, 
vicious thrusts, tucking his tail under his balls and climbing the boy's 
ass to get his club as far up Josh's fuck hole as possible.

Katy had jammed at least ten inches of the dildo inside herself and was 
matching the dog's rhythm with short, jackhammer strokes.  Czar suddenly 
froze and Josh got a strained look on his face as the dog shot his 
copious load deep into the bowels of the college boy.  Katy shoved the 
dildo into herself as far as it would go and thrashed her hips back and 
forth three or four times, finally collapsing forward as her abdomen 
seized up and forcefully expelled the rubber dong.

Katy used the time that Czar needed for his knot to subside to recover 
from her climax, and then to strap on the dildo, adjusting the harness 
so the little nub inside it could properly stimulate her clit.

I handed her a pair of clip-on weights, which puzzled her, at first. 
When I pointed at Josh's chest, a light bulb came on in her brain and 
she smiled and nodded.

Czar finally came unglued from Josh's ass and retired to a corner to 
lick himself clean.

Katy strutted over to Josh, perched on the impossibly high heels of her 
boots, bent down and cooed in his ear. "You've been a very good boy, 
Josh dear. Now I'm going to give you the reward I promised, but I want 
you on your hands and knees while I do it, so come over here."

She stepped over to a vinyl coated mat and pointed to a spot at her 
feet. He started to get up but she commanded "Crawl!"

He immediately dropped to the floor and crawled on hands and knees to 
the indicated spot. Again she bent over him. "These will help you enjoy 
what's about to happen."

So saying, she hung the weights from his nipple rings, stretching the 
nipples until the weights almost touched the mat.

He winced as each weight reminded him that his nipples had only been 
pierced the day before, but when she had finished, said, "Thank you, 
Mistress Catherine!"

She lubed the plastic rod with the K-Y I handed her, then nestled its 
rounded tip between his cheeks. "I'm ready now. Don't cum until I tell 
you to.  Do you want it rough, or gentle?"

He peered over his shoulder at her as she hovered menacingly above his 
ass. "G - uh, however it pleases Mistress Catherine to fuck her slave!"

She smiled warmly at him and gently patted his cheek, then, taking a 
firm grip on his shoulders, slammed her hips forward, smacking her 
pelvis against his ass.

"AAAARRRGGGHH!"

Czar and I had stretched him, but that dildo was longer than the dog 
dick and thicker than mine, so it wasn't an easy entry.  She did, 
however, give him a few moments to adjust, grinding her hips against the 
cushion of his buns.

Katy withdrew the rubber spear slowly, until his sphincter was pulled 
outward behind its head, before cramming it back in.  This time he 
gritted his teeth and only groaned. His groans grew softer with each 
successive incursion.

Soon he was pushing back, helping her impale him on the monstrous staff. 
The weights swung wildly from his nipples, and his purple, slimy cock 
leaked a steady stream of clear fluid, slapping his rigid stomach 
muscles each time his mistress' cock bottomed out.

"Fuck me Mistress Catherine! Fuck my worthless ass! Make me a pussy for 
your cock!" he shouted deliriously, pounding his ass backward to meet 
every thrust. Soon his cries changed to a different plea, "Please 
Mistress, may I cum? Please, I need to cum! Oh god, your cock feels so 
good in my ass! Please let me cum!"

She grabbed a handful of hair in each hand and yanked his head back with 
each stroke. "Not yet, baby.  Hold on just a little longer!"

His cock, by now, was practically blue and covered in pre-cum. It 
hovered horizontal to the floor - slapping his belly each time hers 
slapped his ass. Finally, her strokes shortened and she thundered 
spastically up his reddened chute. Nearly ripping a double handful of 
black hair from his head, she shrieked, "NOW, BABY! CUM FOR ME NOW!"

With one final upheaval, she fell on his back, sweat dripping from her 
flushed face, as he erupted like a geyser.  Some of his thick white 
discharge passed between his arms and fell on the floor beyond the end 
of the mat.  Much of it landed on his chin, the backs of his arms, and 
his chest and abdomen. Gush after gush, it poured from the end of his 
untouched member, painting him and the mat under him a gooey white.

Josh's elbows trembled, and the left one gave out, tumbling both of them 
sideways on the mat.  The dildo pulled a little way out of his ass as 
they fell, and he pushed his buttocks back to reseat it.  Katy looked up 
and smiled wanly in my direction, where I sat idly stroking myself.

I handed Katy a pair of Speedos big enough for Josh, and a short leash 
with two clips on one end and a leather wrist loop on the other. "Bring 
him upstairs when you've cleaned him up."

I put my own shorts back on and left the hidden pantry door open as I 
went upstairs to wait for them.

I was sitting in the living room reading the morning paper when they 
finally emerged, Katy leading Josh by the leash attached to his nipple 
rings.  She had changed back into the clothes she wore when I first saw her.

She sat in the chair I indicated. He, having nowhere within the length 
of the leash to sit, stood by her side.

Without preamble, I started in, "You have a new relationship now. You 
must decide, before you leave here, if you want to keep it, 
understanding that you can never go back to the way things were."

Josh started to say something, but a sharp tug on the leash shut him up.

"Mistress Catherine," I said, "it would make this a bit easier if you 
would allow your slave to speak freely for now."

She studied my face, searching for irony, and, finding none, said, "You 
may speak, slave."

"Yesterday morning, I would have laughed in your face," Josh said, 
earnestly, "if you had told me that today I'd be calling Katy Mistress. 
  Today, I would do anything for Mistress Catherine, and will do so for 
as long as she will let me."

Katy smiled up at her devoted slave, then turned to me. "We talked this 
over downstairs, before I put the leash on him.  He seems to genuinely 
want to be my slave, and I guess I'll give him that chance, as long as 
he continues to please me."

I studied them both for several minutes, but they seemed sincere, so I 
handed her a bundle of clothes with Josh's shoes and socks on top. "You 
should have him put these on before you reach civilization.  What you 
have is special, but it will be easier for you to enjoy if you keep it 
private."

"I guess," I looked in Josh's direction, "you WILL have to make up some 
story about strange sex with a wild woman."

He blushed and grinned, showing a little of his old, cocky self, "Don't 
have to make anything up - I HAVE been having strange sex with a wild 
woman! That's all I'll tell the guys.  They'll eat it up! Oh they'll bug 
me for details, but I'll just smile. It'll drive 'em crazy!"

I smiled back. "OK. Two more things before you go. Josh, I don't think 
this is necessary, but just in case..." I triggered the TV remote and 
started the VCR.  The tape of Katy fucking his ass started mid-scene, 
just as he was screaming for her to fuck him harder.  I let it play for 
just a few seconds, enough so he got the idea.

"These are meant for my private collection, and that's where they'll 
stay, unless something happens to Katy, or somebody comes after me on 
your behalf.  I'm not an easy guy to get to, and I have friends in law 
enforcement all over, including campus security at Washington State and 
UI.  I went through your wallet and copied every pertinent address I 
could find.  Should I believe for any reason that you intend harm to me 
or Katy, a full set of these tapes will find their way to your family, 
friends, coaches, and teammates. Is that understood?"

He returned my gaze evenly, "Yes, sir. It's unnecessary, but it's 
understood."

"Good."

I saw them out to their SUV, Josh tiptoeing gingerly through the grass 
in his Speedo and bare feet, and watched Katy climb into the driver's seat.

The dogs followed the vehicle a little way down the dirt track, but soon 
returned to sit, panting, by my  feet.

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