Kinks Are Made Not Born

KINKS ARE MADE NOT BORN…

by

Lewis Chappelle

Bradley Duncan Springstadt Milikan, III was the only child of his namesake and Mildred Milikan, one of the most influential and moneyed, yet unheralded, couple in the adult movie business. His parents were private people and took extraordinary measures to protect their young son, including having him schooled by private tutors, coddled by hovering nannies, and protected by uniformed guards. His childhood playmates were also from well-to-do parents. Normal parental guidance was not a big priority for the families. To most folks, Brad seemed to get everything he wanted and was spoiled rotten.

By the age of twelve years, Brad began to develop a keen interest in sex; in truth it became his hobby. His curiosity had been sparked and fanned when he found a large, explicit, collection of erotica in his father’s study. His masturbation fantasies were entirely about women older than himself. He had no interest in the developing, but as yet ill-defined, bodies of young girls his own age.

Sarah was his most recent full-time tutor. She was a well educated and well endowed 20 year old from New Zealand. She came to realize that by the age of 13, Brad was exhibiting a rare level of sexual consciousness for his age; she felt that all he wanted to discuss with her were specific details pertaining to sex. Once, young Brad even offered her $500 if she would completely undress for him. He showed her the money to let her know he wasn’t kidding. She gave the excuse that she wasn’t wearing her best underwear but would get back to him the next day.

Rather than risk her job, Sarah hid a tape recorder in her purse and started a discussion with Brad’s parents regarding his academic progress. She then mentioned his ever increasing preoccupation with sex and his recent offer to her. She asked for their advise. Mr. Milikan wasn’t at all surprised at his son’s interests as he, himself, had been a sexually precocious youth. His Mother wasn’t fazed either and merely mused that perhaps Sarah could use her feminine charm on her son to improve his interests in academic pursuits. Both parents promised their support for any course she felt appropriate. They even increased her already generous compensation.

The next day, Sarah took the $500 and disrobed completely for Brad. He immediately sprang a woodie and did not seem a bit concerned about his masturbation induced ejaculation. Not long after that incident, Brad offered Sarah even more money if she would let him touch her breasts. One thing led to another over the course of the ensuing year and by the age of 14, Brad had propositioned Sarah for $1,000. Again Sarah sought out the Milikan’s for their advise. She noted that Brad’s attention to his studies had improved and that he was excelling at math and art. Of course, he had been given some modest sexual privileges for his hard work. But, now the matter of actual sexual intimacy was on the table.

Mr. Milikan sensed that Sarah was reluctant to go farther sexually with his son given the disparity in their ages. He mentioned that since he was in the movie business many attractive younger women were available to him. If Sarah was agreeable, he would send a few of these women to her so she could select one who would make sure that Brad lost his virginity in a unforgettable way. That offer appealed to Sarah and she got Mrs. Milikan’s verbal assent to the plan on tape as well. As she was leaving, Mr. Milikan told Sarah she had full authorization to teach his son what he needed to know about human sexuality and that he would pay any bill she incurred in this undertaking.

During the ensuing weeks several shapely young women appeared for Sarah’s consideration. All of them boasted of having a range of sexual experiences, competencies and skills. None were involved with street walker prostitution but thought of themselves more as sophisticated, high-class escorts. She thought if Brad was going to “cum of age,” so to speak, it might as well be with a talented, good looking, swanky, young pro.

Sarah selected Joy for Brad and told her all about him. Joy arrived at Brad’s room with Sarah the next day. Sarah introduced Joy and said that she would give him the experience of his adolescent life but that before Joy could get down to business, he had to promise her that he would work diligently on his studies for the next month and pass the final exam in all subjects with an “outstanding “ grade. At that point, as he looked at Joy with sexual anticipation, Brad would have agreed to most anything.

Sarah left the room. Joy stripped slowly and erotically. Her breasts were natural, remarkably round and firm and her nipples protruded stiffly. Her stomach was flat, her waist narrow, her legs muscled, and her pussy shaved smooth. Brad immediately sprung a hard-on. Joy laid him back on his bed and moved on top of him so that he could feel and suck her tits. She slowly moved her body so she could suck his cock but, was alert not to let his sensitive member explode in her mouth. She was indeed a pro. She slid his swollen prick into her tight cunt and in less that 5 seconds Brad shot his wad without warning.

Sarah began to appreciate the evidence that given proper motivation, Brad could really excel at his studies. She promised him that if he continued to do well, she would see that he had a stunning woman, like Joy, to satisfy him each Saturday night until he was ready for college.

In addition to providing specialized tutors in areas of particular academic interest to Brad, she also offered escorts to take him to strip clubs, private sex parties, and a variety of other establishments specializing in strictly adult entertainment. By the time Brad took his college entrance exams he was not only a broadly educated young man but he was well versed in the ways of erotic sexuality. His sexual tastes were being honed each step of the way by Sarah who had become the focal point of his education; sexual and otherwise.

 

 

 

Brad was accepted into the honors program of UCLA at age 18. His parents bought him a very large house, in a secluded area, close to the campus. He received a substantial stipend and got the agreement of his parents to run the house with up to eight full-time service staff members. Brad immediately made it clear that he wanted Sarah to stay on with him and serve as the General Administrator of the place while he lived there.

His parents were not surprised that Brad choose, in addition to the chef and chauffer- gardner, the five women who had been servicing his sexual needs over the past several years. These girls were all either 23 or 24 years old, exceptionally well built, good looking, and trained well in the common graces. In addition to their continued sexual services, one of the women would serve as the upstairs maid, one the downstairs maid, one the appointment and corresponding secretary, one the meal service maid, and one was to attend the erotic library and dedicated “sexual practices” room in the lower level.

Of course, Joy was Brad’s favorite girl. She had given him extraordinarily fond memories when she very subtly guided him through his earliest intimate act of sex. She had made him confident of his masculinity even though he was generally an introverted person and for this, he would always regard her with extreme affection. Joy had long, well developed, legs and was thin hipped. Her abdomen was tight and she was as thin, front to back, as any women he had ever seen. And, he had lasting memories of her sizable boobs too. She would be his valet as well as the upstairs maid and she was the first among equals.

Amy was terrific and always gave of herself freely to Brad’s expressed needs. She never held anything back from him. He was particularly enthralled with her well toned ass and strong legs. They held him tightly when they screwed and her cunt muscles seemed to draw him in. She was appointed as the downstairs maid and décor specialist.

Kay was tender yet physical. Her full, firm, tits rode high on her chest. Her nipples always stood erect. She was proud of her body and didn’t care who knew it; most everyone considered her the exhibitionist of the group. All the girls looked splendid in their coordinated bikini’s but Kay strutted her stuff like no other. She was appointed as the woman responsible for the indoor and outdoor pools, was his personal trainer and masseuse, as well as the general house secretary.

Dee was the best cock sucker of them all. She could deep throat all night and never choke. Her well toned torso, flat stomach, and faired waist were her strongest physical assets. Plus, she had a small, tight ,ass shaped like a box of valentine chocolates. Her pubic hair was trimmed in the shape of a heart too. He loved to hold her tightly and feel her muscled core. And, she knew just how to work his cock with her mouth so that he would not cum earlier that he have wanted. She was designated as the wine steward and dining service maid.

 

 

Fay was fun. She had an exciting way about her and always seemed to have an innovative idea when he called her for the night. She could talk dirty to him and she let him know that she could be treated forcefully. She was designated to be the house librarian for the house and was responsible for equipping and maintaining the workout room and the “sexual practices” room which really was the “dungeon” or the discipline area.

All the girls had learned to love Brad’s sensitive nature and his positive response when he was satisfied with them. They found him mature and handsome; not just for his age but because he really had grown to be GQ handsome and well built. The girls always gave freely of their body and talent to serve Brads whims. They considered themselves as healthy and joyously submissive women. They were all friends and sensitive and emotionally open with each other. And that while they got along well with Brad and Sarah they recognized Sarah’s authority and that her decisions regarding their performance and attitude could mean punishment or reward.

After extensive renovation to the house, each girl was assigned a private room complete with a bathroom on the third floor of the house. Sarah had established house rules for the service staff. Smoking, drinking, and drugs were forbidden. TV’s were provided in each of the rooms, but the girls were only permitted to watch XXX rated DVD’s; and only those produced by the Milikan Production Company. There would be no talking after 11 PM without Sarah’s okay and no sexual fraternization was permitted without Brad’s specific permission. They were to respect the house Honor System and to turn anyone who wasn‘t doing their job properly or who broke a house rule in to Sarah. Rules were not meant to be broken.

Strenuous cardio vascular and toning exercise was expected each day. The staff would be weighed each week. If Sarah wasn’t satisfied with their weight, they would be disciplined. Extraordinary attention to personal grooming was expected, and Sarah would monitor and record her impressions on each girls appearance periodically. The girls were expected to wear the “dress of the day” as posted and this always included wearing, at a minimum, 3 ˝ inch heels all the time except when in their rooms, in the pool, or exercising.

The chef and chauffer also had their own rules and dress codes as set by Sarah. Both of these women had been especially selected for their history of taking orders from other women and for their ability, perhaps even desire, to accept training and discipline.

The entire staff were given an allowance for clothing and accessories and were provided balanced and appetizing meals. They were all being well provided for, and handsomely compensated for their loyal, and frequently kinky, service.

 

 

 

 

On one occasion, soon after the girls had settled into their routines at the big house, Rae, the chauffer screwed up big time. She had been quite late picking up Brad from an arranged guided museum tour across town. Brad asked Sarah how she wanted to reinforce with Rae that unacceptable performance would not be tolerated.

Sarah suggested they could use the occasion of Rae’s discipline to break-in the “sexual practices” room. It would give Brad an indication of the aggressive ideas Sarah would use to punish errant staff. Brad wanted this session to be witnessed by all the girls. He told Sarah that whatever she had in mind, should remain a surprise to him.

Sarah had two of the girls escort Brad to the dungeon room, and make him comfortable. The other women were to blindfold Rae and bring her, naked to the room promptly at 8:00 PM bound at the elbows.

Sarah had the girls lace Rae’s ankles and feet into form fitted, high heeled, boots. The boots were built with heavy straps which allowed the wearer to be hung upside down from the ceiling. On this occasion, Rae was pulled so her head almost touched the floor. Her legs were pulled wide apart and her arms were readjusted so they could be pulled tightly to each side and secured to rings in the floor. When she was upside down, Sarah tightened a leather cinch securely around her waist; she could barely breath.

Sarah then told Dee and Fay to separate Rae’s cunt lips apart wide . When this was done and her cunt was open and accessible, Sarah poured a half full pitcher of ice water directly into her sensitive slit. Rae screamed in pain. Sarah gagged her roughly. Sarah stuffed more cubes in Rae’s cunt for even more discomfort and pressed six additional cubes in her ass before pushing an ass plug into her. Then she used a single tail whip on Rae’s already shivering, quivering, and vulnerable body, leaving raised welts from her shoulders to her calves..

Brad had been to erotic “players” clubs and had seen women treated brutally, whipped, and paraded nude but never, in his almost 19 years, had he seen torture like that which he had just witnessed. He immediately sprang a hard-on which he demanded that Joy service. Brad came in Joy‘s mouth and told her, so that everyone could hear him, not to swallow it.

Then he gave the thumbs up sign to Sarah.

The other girls left the room at Brad’s direction while Rae was still shaking and moaning. Sarah let her hang, aching in pain, in the inverted and stretched wide position for 30 minutes. Sarah knew she would have Brads complete attention from that moment on whenever she decided to discipline any of the staff. And the other staff members all had seen a glimpse, for the first time, of Sarah’s taste in punishing young women who did not completely please her or Brad.

 

After Sarah let Rae down and got her warmed up, she soothed her aching body until she was satisfied she was again fit for service. Sarah then asked for a meeting with Brad. It was still early in the evening and she wanted to know if Brad would want to enjoy any of the girls that night. She knew he would. He told her to send Kay to him at 11:30 since he had some serious studying to do before that time.

Sarah then held a “girls gaggle,” as she like to call them, in her room. The girls arrived wearing their silk robes and were ready to talk. Of particular interest to them was just how long Brad had made Joy hold his cum in her mouth after she sucked him dry during Rae’s earlier ordeal.

Joy reported, with a sly smile, that Brad caught up to her on the staircase and told her to open her mouth. “Apparently,” she said “he saw what he wanted to see and told me I was a good slut and that I could go ahead and swallow his cum and brush my teeth or gargle as I saw fit.” This seemed to satisfy their curiosity and confirm to them that Brad was really their sort of guy.

Sarah got down to house business. She was pleased with how all the girls were doing their work and how they looked while doing it. She had a few suggestions for each of them but nothing of major consequence. She mentioned that Brad would be celebrating his nineteenth birthday at the end of the month and she wanted each of them to compose a personal note to Brad suggesting some erotic birthday gift they wanted to offer him. Sarah told the girls not to confer among themselves and to hand in their notes within 48 hours.

A few days before his birthday, Sarah made another appointment with Brad. She had a few items to discuss; some good news and some bad news. Brad wanted the bad news first.

Sarah told Brad that she and Rae had been having a lesbian relationship for quite a few months and they had decided to ask him to be released so they could start a new life together. She added secretively, that their relationship had been more than just lovers but more like dominant mistress and submissive slave girl.

Brad was definitely surprised but said she could go at the end of the school year which was only a month away. During that month, she would be expected to train her replacement who would, in turn, select a replacement for herself and Rae. Sarah recommended Joy to be her replacement but Brad felt she was too valuable to him in her current position and that he preferred Kay to become the new General Administrator of the house. He would make the announcement of the change to everyone in short order.

As for the good news, Sarah produced the birthday gift proposals from each of the five girls. She had assessed them and given Joy and Kay both “A” plus marks for their creative and erotic suggestions. The others were also good, she opined, and thought he might want to take the other three up on their ideas as well in the future. She handed Brad the five notes.

Brad read the notes and made notes in the margins as he expanded on them with his own erotic ideas.

The next day, Brad saw Kay sunning herself nude by the pool and went to talk to her. “Kay, I’ve read your proposed birthday gift to me and am really impressed. How ever did you come up with such an idea?” he asked.

“Sir,” she began, “before I answer your question, I need to confess that I’ve had fantasy dreams about you ever since you first took me to bed. You are so handsome and well built; a lot like the Adonis of my dreams. And, your cock is so thick and beautiful that I virtually have an out-of-body experience each time you enter me. I really want you to be my Master but we haven’t even talked about that yet, so I’m hesitant to be too forward.

“My gift is intended to be very special for you because you are such a gorgeous man. And you have been exceptionally generous and kind to me. I want you to remember it always. I know what I have in mind is risky, but it is the scene I dream about almost each night. Frankly, I am anxious to have it become a reality for me. But, I’m resigned to go through with in now that I’ve finally put the idea in print and you seem to like it. But honestly, when it comes time to do it, I’ll be filled with tons of fear and trepidation.“

“I kinda like a lot of fear and trepidation in a girl,” he smiled, “it‘s good for them. But, tell me, in your own words, not the words of the note, how you see your idea playing out for me on my birthday.”

“Sir, in my imagination, I see you demanding that I dress very provocatively on the evening you take me to dinner and dancing. You insist I wear a new clingy, low cut, high hemmed dress. And you order me to wear very high spiked heels, dark hose, and a garter belt. You tell me to bring my thong panties with me, but not to wear them.

“In fact, before we leave for the evening, you lubricate my ass and cunt and leave me stimulated and on fire for hard cock. You get my black thong and slowly force it into my slippery cunt. You spank me hard while I’m draped over your knees bringing me to tears.

“You treat me roughly like the slave and pain slut I want to be for you. You tell me I must accept any challenge you give me no matter how difficult, painful, or humiliating. With that understanding, I visualize, after the band has started and the dancing has begun, that you point out another striking gentleman in the room and order me to seduce him. You excuse yourself and secretly watch me approach the guy and ask him to dance with me.

“I’m to press my breasts and hips into him and feel his cock with my hands through his pants. You order me to tell the gentleman that I am hot for sex with him. I’m to tell him I don‘t know where you have gone but that you often leave me alone for hours here while you finish some important business deal.

 

“I’m to tell him that he can raise the hem of my skirt over the top of my nylons and feel my bare ass while we dance. I’ll tell him my thong panties are up my cunt and that if he wanted to, he could reach between my legs and pull them out of me right there on the floor. After that, I am to take him to the parking lot so he can screw me perhaps by bending me over the fender or hood of a car.

“I’m also to tell him that I come to this place often enough to know that the owner makes sure the police will not interfere with anything that goes on here. And, I’ll tell him that eventually you will come back for me.”

“Kay, you are a reckless, sick, slutty girl,” he said puckishly. “I’m certainly glad you are on my side. Here you are naked, with your shaved cunt oozing slick sex juice, suggesting that I compel you to humiliate yourself in a public place to prove you will do anything to gratify a sexual whim of mine on my birthday.

“Well, I certainly will take you up on your offer. Don’t disappoint me. I want you come to my room ready for inspection and a spanking at 7:00 Saturday night. Then be prepared to respond quickly and directly to each of my demands. Do you understand?”

When his driver, Rae, got them home after the dance, Kay was a mess. She was a tangle of jumpy emotions and sexual tension. Cum from several guys was still running down her legs. She knew Brad had a very good time and was proud of her as he had watched them all fuck her hard. Once in the car, he had her strip naked. He guided his prick into her cunt while she sat facing away from him. He mauled her tits, pulled her nipples, and fucked her slowly.

At the next “girl gaggle,” Sarah shared with all the girls the high quality moving pictures Brad had paid to be secretly taken of Kay on the dance floor and in the parking lot with all the girls. Her face was red with shame as she too watched the film. Sarah and Brad had created a situation where it was unclear to the other girls if Kay was behaving as an independent agent or at Brads direction. Whatever the case, the action on the screen was exceptionally steamy stuff.

The next day, Brad invited Joy to join him for early morning coffee. She arrived dressed only in her robe and highest heels. Joy knew that Brad loved her legs so she let her robe slip wide open. She had hot stems and she knew it. And, she had become accustomed to letting Brad take charge. He always did.

So, she stood full height and erect and let him take her in his own time and manner. He pushed her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He ran his hands down her smooth back. Then facing her, he pressed his left hand behind her neck and pulled her to him, kissing her deeply on the lips. She responded with her tongue. He let his hands roam to her breasts and nipples.

 

 

“Now before this goes to far, Joy, I trust you know I have great affection for you and I cherish the time we have together, not just because of the great sex, but because I really enjoy how you treat me. And, you have some great gams and a great ass sweetheart, let me tell you.

“You always do this to me Joy,” he said. “I really need to talk to you but you get me all worked up so all I need right now is a quick, early morning, fuck. You and I have screwed enough for me to know that you can take me bent over. So, spread ‘em standing and grab your ankles. Give me that tight pussy of yours. Don’t move and don’t cum.

He was in her quickly and he held her bony hips and rocked her back against him so he could penetrate her deeply. He held back for quite a while and he could see the strain in Joy’s shoulders and he could feel the tension in her hips. Her reactions only made him more intense.

“Tell me what am I doing to you Joy?” he asked.

“Sir, you are fucking me standing up while I’m bending over for you. I’m yours to enjoy.”

“Do you enjoy having my balls bang against your ass, Joy?”

“Yes, Sir. I love your balls and prick any way I can get them Sir.”

“Okay, Joy, now let’s change positions. Lay down on your back right here on the floor. Get those great gams back over your head. Hold them wide apart and straight with your hands.”

Joy smiled as she saw Brad eyeing her shaved pussy. He mounted her quickly and thrust into her even more fiercely than before. “What am I doing to you now Joy?” he asked.

“Sir, you are fucking my brains out and have take full access to my cunt, lying down. I love it,” she replied.

Finally, he shot his wad with an animal growl but he stayed inside her.

“Now, for your turn, Joy. Let’s roll you over so you are on top.

“Push your chest up and hold that position with your arms Grind you cunt vigorously while I pinch your boobs. When you think you are ready to cum, you must ask me for permission and I may not grant it. If I ever let you cum, you must thank me. Do you understand?”

 

 

Joy gave him free access to her tits and he worked them over ruthlessly while she ground her clit against he thick prick. “Sir, may I cum now?” she asked, as her breathing became quite labored.

“No! Keep moving that slippery cunt of yours on my prick faster, and grind your clit even harder,” he demanded.

“Sir, please may I cum now. I’ve got myself in an untenable state,” she pleaded.

“Okay. Come down all the way on me, get your tits on my chest, and hug me tight. Cross your legs at the ankles and press your clit down hard and rock until you climax.” She did.

“Now have another one!” She did.

“Now, have two more, right away.” She did.

“Sir, no more please, I’m one all fucked up girl right now and I can’t go another round with you. I’m exhausted. But those were great! Thank you. Perhaps we can do it again some time,” she said with a grin.

“I agree it was really great,” he said after both of them had cuddled and were breathing normally again. “Go stand so I can look you over and let my cum glide down your gorgeous legs. I think I’m ready to tell you what I want to talk to you about.”

Joy was standing fully extended, tits out, elbows pulled back, and her hands behind her head. She knew she was there to give him the best she had to offer after all.

Brad, began, “Perhaps you already know that Sarah and Rae will be leaving us here at the house. As a result, I had to make a big decision as to who should replace Sarah as General Administrator. Because I want you to remain very near me and comfort me as you have in the past, I don’t want to give that job to you. In net, I am asking you to let me be selfish with you. If you can’t see yourself staying as my valet or taking orders from Kay, I will certainly change my mind. What do you say?”

In her exaggerated stance, it was difficult for Joy to think straight and get her bearings but, she did the best she could.

“Sir, let me say, I just want you to be happy. I’ll do whatever you want. My actions over the past years were intended to convince you of that. In fact, as you may recall, I offered to be you slave for one full day as your birthday present from me. You could have used me and abused me in any way you wanted but you choose Kay’s proposal and I’ve seen the pictures. What a night! She put on quite a show.”

 

 

“Joy, I didn’t want to show favoritism or cause any jealousy when I took Kay to dinner and dancing. You must believe me about how totally astonished and extremely excited I was by your amazing proposal. In fact, I do want to accept that proposal when I have a full day to amuse myself at your expense, if you get my drift.

“But, let me change the subject Joy. Kay herself, also recently mentioned that she wanted me to accept her as my slave. Have you two been talking about this?”

“Sir, yes! Kay and I have had several exhaustive discussions about our life here with you. We have confided to each other that if the occasion arose naturally, we both would want you to know we really want you to accept us as your personal slaves and to have you teach us to serve you better as our master.

“Now, I‘ve said it! I’ve said what I’ve wanted to say for some time now and I’ve been as candid and up-front as I know how. I really mean it and I know Kay does too. We are both submissive women but we want to go to the next level of service, obedience, and deference to you if you will have us.

“We think, perhaps naively, that we are already pretty good at pleasuring you by giving you what you want, when you want it, in our own submissive way. But, we don‘t get much practice giving pleasure by taking initiative on our own which we think a good slave girl should be able to do; essentially getting pleasure by giving pleasure. And, we aren’t practiced in giving pleasure to you during scenes which include you testing and torturing us as you see fit; situations of mental duress and physical pain.

“Kay took a risk with you when she gave you her proposal and she got it right with her suggestions at the dance. She exercised great imagination and creativity in her proposal. You took the suggestion and spanked her hard and made her doing things she would not normally do. And, it was fun for her because she was pretty sure she knew what she was doing would be exciting for you. During the time you gave her to refresh her make up after spanking her and making her cry she found new determine and resolve to be your pain slut. We’d both like more of that, if you agree, Sir.

“We hope you will take us and help us increase our submissive sexuality. Specifically, we have determined that we are more than just submissive girls. Frankly, we’re inexperienced and untested in the ways of pain and pleasure.. And, not to put too sharp of a point on it, we really we want to learn how to stand up to harsh training under your guidance. Certainly, we will willingly accept, and in fact look forward to, any punishment or training you can think of. Am I being too forward Sir?”

“No, Joy, I get the idea. You are an easy-to-read woman. You want to move beyond your current state of submissiveness as well as explore your fascination with pain and pleasure. And so does Kay. I get the point. I’ll think about it. Give me a few days. I’ll get back to you.

“Now, relax a bit. Come over here and kneel between my legs. Spread you knees and hold your tits up high with your hands so I can play with your nipples while I ask you the serious question I asked you go come here for in the first place.

“Tell me, would you have trouble with Kay taking over the General Administrator post?”

“Sir, I would have no problem with Kay being the General Administrator here. She would treat me fairly and I know she would do a good job for you.”

“I believe you. But I want to see how sincere you are. I want you, right now, to assume the most expressive, dramatic, and meaningful slave like position you feel is fitting; one that you would use regularly to show your submission to me if I do accept you as my slave.”

Joy quickly laid down flat on the floor in front of Brad with her legs outstretched wide, toes pointed to the rear, and with her arms bent behind her head. “Master, I am here to serve you. Your wish is my command,” she said enthusiastically.

“I know you are serious Joy. Now, use your mouth again as a receptacle for my prick and whatever cum you have left me with.”

Joy responded quickly. Brad held her head with both hands wrapped tightly in her hair and used her mouth roughly until he was exhausted. She stayed in position while he again pinched her nipples hard and slapped her face to reinforce her submission to him. After a few minutes, during which he admired her servile bearing, poise and willingness to serve him, he commanded her to freshen up.

Neither of them had even had breakfast but both seemed to need a post coital nap. Joy was only too willing.

As she snuggled next to him she said in a soft and somewhat husky voice, “Sir, you know the time you lubricated Kay’s cunt? She told me that by that time, knowing what she was in for, she was so hot to fuck that she didn’t need lubrication and that she was in a mood where she could have screwed the entire UCLA football team And, did you know the idea of pushing her thong up her cunt was my idea?

“Did you know that the guys who fucked her that night were friends of mine and were all members of the UCLA football squad?“ he whispered. He was sound asleep before she could answer.

At the end of his freshman year, Brad had progressed to an even greater level of emotional maturity. He was ready to look beyond his own burning impulses and to consider the needs of others.

 

He had to make several important decisions regarding the various duties of the girls and his plans for running the house. He knew he couldn’t let circumstances dictate his future; he had to take the initiative to make sure his rather diverse tastes would continue to be satisfied with young women and that the needs of the current cadre of girls were satisfied as they grew older.

He needed to convey to the staff his choice of a replacement for his long-time mentor, Sarah.

And, he also needed a plan to deal with the girls on a long-term basis.

This second issue was somewhat knotty because Joy and Kay were already on record as wishing to increase their commitment to him, and for him to increase his commitment to them. And, he had promised he would think about their proposal and get back to them.

Brad decided to speak to all the girls together; his own “all girl gaggle.” When they were gathered, in their robes, sitting on the floor in the spacious living room, he announced that Sarah and Rae were leaving the house within 30 days to settle down in a new life of their own. He rose, kissed them both tenderly and wished them well.

He mentioned that he was elevating Kay to the position of General Administrator and that she would have full control of house rules and the staff. She would be responsible for hiring Rae’s replacement and, of course, her own.

He asked if any of the other girls wanted to leave at the end of the school year as well, and if they did, they could tell him privately. He added that if the did decide to stay on now that would be acceptable to him but that he had decided they would, over the next three years, have to leave at some point. He would arrange suitable compensation for those departing based on the length of service they had given him.

He could sense deep disappointment in the faces of Joy and Kay at that announcement.

To put them at ease he asked them to come to his room as the general gaggle adjourned.

By the time Joy and Kay arrived at his room they were in tears; tears he hadn’t expected.

“Girls, calm down! I have good news for both of you that doesn’t apply to any of the others. Sit down on the floor and listen to me.

“I think I have an inkling of what you both hope I can give you and what you want to give to me. Let’s see if I have it right.

“As I understand it, you want to progress to a deeper level of commitment to me. One which extends your current expressions of loyalty, devotion, and obedience to limits which are not likely to be esteemed or even understood by other women in today’s post modern world.

“And, you want me to tease, teach, train, and torment you both to achieve these further expressions of submission to the point, which fall, for you, into a “master and slave” relationship. Does this summarize your intent?”

The girls started to speak at the same time to give their answer.

Kay’s robe had fallen open and he could see her breasts rising and falling with excitement as she was breathing hard. Brad pointed to her to indicate that she should speak first.

“If I may, Sir, your summary is just how I feel right now; you were right on the mark. I want to be the best slave girl I can be for you. I need a dominant man to help me grasp the thrill of pain mixed with pleasure and develop a better acceptance of my submissiveness.

Joy jumped in, “Sir, I don’t want to just be a slave girl I want to be your slave girl and I don’t care how many other girls you have just as long as you will have me.” With that sentence she threw off her robe and fell full prone, face down before him, naked, with her legs spread wide and her hands pulled back behind her head. Kay followed. What a sight!

“Okay, girls! Stay as you are and listen carefully. I’ve given a lot of thought to your proposals and have expanded them to create a broad plan for my own future and perhaps for yours as well. I’m not 20 years old yet, but I think it’s now time for me to set goals for my future. I’ll inherit a fortune when I’m 21 and I want to make good use of it.

“Right now, my overall vision for what I want to do after I graduate is to start a training college for girls. The campus will be in an isolated location perhaps even in some foreign country. The staff of the school will train and discipline girls who need to become more submissive. They will instruct girls, like yourself, how to achieve greater satisfaction with their submissive natures. My vision includes having you both on my staff at the school as my most high-ranking slaves and expert trainers.

“My personal goals during the next three years are to graduate and learn the fine points of being a good dominant and master. I also want to learn the niceties of girl-on-girl love making. I’m not sure either of you are familiar with this side of sexuality but if you want to stay with me, I expect you to learn and teach me the details of lesbian sex.

“But, I will not allow you to engage overtly in any sexual practices, including masturbation, without my prior approval. Requiring you to be innovative in your relationship with me and showing initiative will not extend to your own sexual release. Giving me control over your body has consequences.”

“That said, you may wish to change your minds. But if not, I believe we can all be part of my broad vision for the future. I know you are both several years older than I am and at some point you may feel you have learned all you can from me and need to move on. I’m fine with that because nothing lasts forever. We need to agree to that.

“The original term of commitment for us can’t be more than three years but it can have annual extension options after that time with our mutual agreement.. If you want to sign on, not only for the next three years but beyond that, I have just one requirement for each of you.

“If you want to continue with me in the way I’ve outlined, I will expect that you want to be pro-active in our sexual relationship. And further, that you desire that I be the dominant person in your life and that I will tease you, test you, train you and torment you as it may please me.

“I have a plan that will give you an opportunity to display your ability and desire to be proactively and subtly gratifying to my kinky desires and at the same time show me that you are willing to withstand the teasing, testing, training and torment normally associated with skillful sex slaves.

“First, I will start with you Joy because Kay will be distracted for awhile learning the ins and outs of running the house. When I’m finished with you, and she has learned how to run the house then I’ll proceed to consider her.”

“For now, Joy, I want you to work out the details of a specific plan, that includes teasing you, testing you, training you, and most of all, tormenting you. It will be your own plan and it will be acted out by you alone in the dungeon. The plan should have various parts, one part for each of ten consecutive days. I’ll want to see the outline of the plan , of course, in the next 24 hours,

“Fay will help if you need specialized equipment and she can set up the video camera, but the whole idea will be yours. I’ll watch the video of each daily session to make sure you are meeting my expectations.

“After I pass on your video taped efforts I’ll expect a note, in your own handwriting, which defines your own expectations of our new relationship, your agreement to abide my expectations regarding your sex life, the time limit, and future options if any, for the relationship, and of course any personal limits you want me to respect.

“If I agree with the ideas expressed in your signed note and if I’m pleased with the videoed expressions of submission and obedience, I’ll sign your note too and we‘ll be in business.”

Joy arrived at Brad’s room early with her proposal the next morning. In the proposal she indicated that her “screen test,” as she described it ,would include actions intended to cause discomfort to her tits and nipples, test her resolve to perform a demanding activity, train her to walk easily in very high heels, and to tantalize her anus and cunt.

 

 

Brad was satisfied with the idea and told her to make sure the video was as exciting as she could make it. Further, she was to use the audio portion of the tape to convey her thoughts and physical reactions while in the dungeon.

Joy told Fay that she would need a roll of black telephone wire, an unobstructed section of the dungeon forty feet long and five feet wide, a pair of four inch heels, a pair of five inch heel and a pair of ballet boots, a leather waist cinch, and ten blank video tapes. She would need to reserve the dungeon for up to two hours each day for the next ten days. Fay was not told why these requests were being made but she had all of the requested items assembled and ready to go the next day. The dungeon was reserved from 8:00 p.m. till 10.00 p.m. for the next ten days.

When Joy arrived for her first “performance” she turned on the video tape so Brad could watch her prepare the room. She marked off a forty foot runway down the middle of the space Fay had cleared for her. “Sir, this runway is where I will demonstrate my willingness to perform demanding tasks for you,“ she said.

She then proceeded to wrap her right breast with the wire; she pulled in tightly for each of at least 7 revolutions until the flesh of her boob was stretched and bulbous. The wire was then placed around her neck and the left breast was similarly wrapped. “Now, Sir, when I get into final position, I’ll snap on some nipple clamps. Today, being day one, my performance will only last 15 minutes and I hope to be able to keep the clips on the entire time.”

“Right now, I will lace on a waist cincher with the aim of reducing my waist measurement by at least two inches. Let’s prove these measurements with the tape measure I brought along.” When laced in to the cincher, Joy had indeed reduced her waist measurement by just over the intended two inch standard she had set. Her hips flared wonderfully and her ass jutted out provocatively. She lubricated her ass and cunt and inserted plugs in each. She strapped on the four inch heels and set a stop watch for 15 minutes. She positioned herself at one end of the forty foot runway. She looked directly into the camera then stood at attention, eyes front, and forced her tits out and pulled her shoulders back. Her arms hung gracefully at her side. When she walked, her hips and ass dipped and rolled effortlessly, as only a tall thin girl can, with each step.

When she reached the end of the runway, she stopped and turned gracefully. Another trip down the path she had laid out. “Sir, I can feel the plugs sliding in my cunt and ass. It actually feels good but it seems to be building up my need for sexual release. My tits and nipples are okay for now.” I’ll keep you posted over the next several minutes. I hope you like what you see, Sir.”

“Today, Sir, I plan to walk in the same way as I did yesterday, but I’ll set the stop watch for thirty minutes. I’ll only leave the nipple clips on for twenty minutes today because I really hurt at the end of my run yesterday. But, I’ll get the waist cinch in a bit tighter. I’m going to lubricate myself more than I did yesterday and I’ll increase the size of the ass plug by one size.” Joy was indeed a provocative girl.

By the beginning of day seven Joy was leaving the nipple clips on for up to 45 minutes. She always screamed when she pulled the clips off at the end of each day. Brad knew that the removal of the clips was the most painful part.

She was walking in the five inch heels quite well by then did not experience much muscle tension. Her tendons had stretched nicely and her wonderfully sculptured legs were even more spectacular to watch than before. Her walk was amazing to see and she seemed to float as she walked continuously for fifty minutes.

By day nine, she attempted the ballet boots. These were actually ballet shoes with a five inch heel. They had to be especially ordered for Joy and had just been delivered that afternoon to her specifications. Joy herself placed a piece of lambs wool padding in the toe because she would be walking basically on her toes.

“Sir, this is an experiment today. I’ve never walked on my toes before although I’ve admired the dancers who do it for a living. I’m going to try to hold out for the entire fifty minutes with my waist pulled in three inches and my ass plug up one more size. It gets pretty dicey back there as you might imagine but I‘m game for it.

“If for some reason, I fail today, I’d like your permission to continue this ordeal until I’m able to do the walk for one full hour in these boots in the days to come. I’ll do my very best for you today though Sir, and I hope you can be proud of me,” she said to no one within ear shot of her voice.

Joy pulled herself up on the ballet boots with heels and found her balance and equilibrium. She squared her shoulders and set the time clock for the fifty minute run. She was sweating profusely when the buzzer sounded but she had not lost her poise and composure. But, her tits hurt like hell and still had the red marking from the previous days bindings pressed into her soft flesh; her nipples were somewhat tougher that when she started but they too, were sore.

One day ten, Joy was determined to walk in the boots and wear the nipple clips for a full hour. She applied her makeup expertly and did her hair in a twist. She measured her waist before and after she applied the cincher and was able to show a three and an half difference. The but plug remained the same size as it had for the past four days. She set the clock and looked into the lens of the camera.

“By way of an introduction on my last test day, Sir, I want you to know that I am here to prove that I am truly worthy to be your slave. I will give this last test my all, and hope you will be pleased with my performance. If you want anything of me, just ask. I will remain dedicated to you and will do my best to comply with any demand you place on me. Okay, I’m ready to begin.”

 

Brad had not called on Joy for any sexual favors during the ten day test period. And, to make sure Joy was treated well and felt appreciated, he had ordered Kay to give her a rub down each night so she would be ready for a good nights rest and ready for the next grueling runway ordeal. But, on the completion of her final day, he did demand that she join him in his room immediately after her last session was completed.

When Joy arrived, she was still sweating profusely and she ached all over. Brad, met her at the door and pushed her robe off her shoulders so that it slipped to the floor. He picked her up easily, thinking to himself that the grind of the past ten days surely had resulted in a detectable loss of weight for his wonderful Joy. He carried her to his bed and entered her effortlessly. He pulled her on him and gave her permission to have at least five good orgasms. Joy was very tired but found the strength and energy to do just that. She fell asleep exhausted, while laying on his chest.

Over the next several days, Brad enjoyed watching the tapes of Joy’s ordeal, especially the days when she was wearing the ballet boots with heels. Her legs were great to begin with but those boots looked so amazing on her. His enjoyment was increased while he watched her on video because he made sure Joy was with him stimulating his cock with her mouth as only she could do.

After learning all she could about running the house from Sarah, Kay came to him with her proposal. During the time she was in training with Sarah, Kay had ample time to prepare her proposal and work out several exciting details. The main test she devised was to be as a result of walking and running on a treadmill in sturdy, 4 inch, high heeled boots, laced securely around her ankles. The treadmill was pre-set to include variations in speed and slope with a run duration time of twenty minutes.

In addition to the normal operations of the treadmill, she had hired a technician to add some electronic vibrating and stimulation devices to it. With these attachments, she would be able to attach some of the electronic leads directly to her pussy lips and others to her breasts. Another set of leads were attached to a double pronged dildo and would create vibrations in both her pussy and her ass. These vibrating and stimulating devices were governed by a random sequencing component which she set for greater lengths of time and ever increasing pulses over the ten day test period.

At times the treadmill settings would require her to run upward at an elevation of about twenty degrees at a brisk pace; this would be the most arduous part of the test. At other times, the machine would level out and slow down so she could catch her breath. She would never know what pace or slope was coming next. Further more, she never knew when the vibrating and pulsing devices would kick in and at what intensity they would attack her body.

 

 

 

She had talked to Joy and knew which elements of Joy’s plan to avoid so as to not be repetitious. She included in her plan, that her tits and nipples would also be tormented but she would accomplish it by using a tit press which she would tighten it to create ample pressure to cause pain which of course was the general intent of the plan. Also, she would use nipple clips; but in her case she would add weights to the clips each day.

She arranged to have a sturdy belt with D rings attached so she could secure snap rings from her wrists to the belt holding her arms away from any supporting devices already built into the design of the treadmill. This was intended to add a psychological element of danger to the plan. But, to avoid any real danger from falling, she would put on a leather harness around her shoulders under her arms. This harness would be secured to a bolt in the ceiling at just the right height to catch her if she fell. Even if she slipped, it would be possible for her to regain her balance and proceed with the preset course built into the electronics of the treadmill.

As the first session was about to conclude, Kay was drenched in sweat and was practically dead on her feet. She shouted to no one in particular, “I don’t know if I can finish the course today Sir. My cunt is on fire and I am in desperate need of a climax. But, with all this running I can’t concentrate. I don’t think this was a good idea, Sir!” The session ended moments later and she dismounted the machine and removed all the electronics from her sweat soaked body..

As Brad watched the video later that evening, he knew Kay was a tough girl and would be back in the dungeon the next day. He was right.

“Sir, my nipples are a sorry mess,” she said looking into the camera the next night.. “The weights just pulled them to pieces while I was running yesterday. I want to proceed with the test, but will have to forego the weights and use only small little bells clipped lightly to my tits rather than use heavier weights today. I only hope you will deal with me mercifully for my inability to perform as I had expected, Sir.”

As a matter of fact, Kay couldn’t add weights to her nipple for the duration of the test but she did manage to complete the runs despite the agony of the vibrations and electric stimulation which were driving her crazy. On her last day, Brad required her to go to his room immediately after the last run was over, just as he demanded of Joy earlier.

“Sir, I am so sorry I didn’t fulfill the full contract I had promised. Please punish me. And punish me. And punish me some more. I deserve the harshest treatment you can think of..”

“Kay, you met and exceeded my expectations down there in the dungeon. Now it’s time for you to exceed my expectation right here. I know you must be aching but I need you between my legs to suck my cock.”

 

 

 

Kay jumped on the bed and had his cock hard and down her throat is a New York second.

“Now Kay, push this ass plug in your beautiful butt and slip my cock in your slutty cunt.

“I want you to arch your hips down hard on my cock and then ride them up away from me slowly. Keep up the rhythm. Don’t hurry up or slow down. Easy does it,” he said.

“Kay what are you doing to my cock,” he said softly.

“Sir, I am riding your cock hard. I’m pushing my swollen clit against your hard cock. In truth Sir, I am fucking myself, and in the spirit of the chat, I‘m really enjoying it.”

“Are you a cock sucking, hard fucking cunt, Kay?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir. I am just that. In fact, Sir, I’m your cock sucking, hard fucking cunt, Sir. And, for years I have only been a fucking cunt for you Sir. Would you mind terribly Sir, if I came now?” she asked.

“Beg for it slutty, fucking, cunt!”

“Sir, I humbly beg for your consent to climax now that I’ve gotten myself all lathered up on your beautiful cock, Sir. May I please!”

Brad nodded his approval and Kay let loose with wild abandon screaming at the top of her lungs. She went on and on until she fell on his chest from utter fatigue.

When she awoke, Brad had a few questions for her. First, he wanted to know the name of the man who had rigged up her treadmill and the extra accessories she had used during her test. Then he wanted to know if she, as the new Administrator could get the guy to construct a few interesting gadgets for the house. Kay said she would do her best to contract the fellow and would get back with him for more particulars.

The following day was Sarah’s and Rae’s last at the house. Brad asked Sarah if she would give the staff a treat. He wanted Sarah to take Rae over her knee and give her a red assed spanking for all the girls to witness. Sarah smiled and said she felt that would be an appropriate send off. When the bags were in the new car Brad had given them, Sarah brought Rae back into the living room and told her to remove her panties. Brad gathered the rest of the girls around and Sarah ordered Rae to lay across her lap. Rae was tentative and quite embarrassed.

“Rae, you insubordinate slave. For your hesitancy, I’m going to give it to you good,” she barked. Over one hundred strokes later, Rae ass was blistered, but she said not a word.

“Get up now you slut, and get your ass in the car. Sit on your bare ass until I tell you differently. Do you understand?“

“Yes, mistress,” Rae replied.

“Now I have a very special request of you Sarah. I think it would only be right for each of these girls to give you ten of their best as a going away gift, don’t you girls?” he queried.

Before Sarah could react, all five girls pressed Sarah to the ground and ripped her panties off her legs. They held her down on her stomach; one holding each arm and leg. Brad produced a fine leather whip. Joy got to go first with ten good ones. Sarah screamed. Kay followed with Sarah screaming all the way. Each of the girls got their turn. Then Brad himself gave her twenty. He did help her up and she smiled at him. He hugged her and kissed her tenderly.

“If you ever need more of those, you know where to come, darling,“ he said softly. Then he patted her ass gently and led her to the drivers side door and waved good by. All the girls waved as she slipped out of the driveway.

In due course, Kay reported that she had been able to line up the electronic wizard to come to the house for more details regarding Brad’s new fangled gadgets.

Brad laid out the extent of his project. First, he wanted five sets of ass plugs. Each set was to be graduated in size small to large and each was to be remotely wired for vibration. Next, he wanted five mid-sized sets of dildos, each to be operated remotely to provide vibration of increasing intensity. Lastly, he wanted a dildo which was to have a strap on feature so it could not be removed by the wearer. The devise was to be operated remotely to provide a shocking sensation, also of increasing intensity, from one to ten. The number one setting was to be mild; more of a warning shot. The ten setting was to be sever; in fact sever enough to cause the wearer to spasm. The wizard was quick to get the idea and with enough money to last him for many months was off to the lab to earn his keep..

Brad called Joy and Kay to his room. “Girls,” he began “you both are very special to me and have given me great pleasure. Recently, you have shown me that you can give me pleasure while I am fairly passive and you have shown me that you can absorb terrible punishment and be happy about it just for the knowledge that I would enjoy seeing you absorb that punishment. You both are just wonderful and I cherish you both. Perhaps, you recall that I mentioned my interest in learning more about girl-on-girl love making and seeing to it that you two work with me to refine that interest.

“If you would be so kind, please now stand up and face each other. Spread your legs. Come together and tightly embrace. Press your tits together. Kiss passionately.

“Now kiss again, this time the French way and slide the index finger of your right hand deep inside the others cunt.

“Taste her juices.

“You need to know how you respond emotionally and physically to the touch and taste of another women before you firmly decide to proceed with my view of the future for all of us.”

Brad was thrilled with what he saw.

The girls ground their bodies against each other and their kisses were passionate; foretelling of an active and exhilarating future for both girls as well as for Bradley Duncan Springstadt Milikan, III.

THE END

 

08/06