Alice In Dungeonland

An eBook By Alex Jordaine.

Gale told Sarah and Alice to remove their coats and shoes. She ushered the two nude women into her elegant living room – all dark leather and antique mahogany. She went to a drinks cabinet in the corner of the room and prepared a generous measure of Jack Daniels each for the three of them. They sat and chatted and drank for a while. This was partly so that Gale could break the ice with Alice, who she could see was obviously nervous, but also so that she could satisfy herself that she was familiar with the main ground rules of BDSM. She wanted in addition to make her aware of a few of her own specific rules.

She emphasised the importance of total trust and obedience on the part of the slave, of always calling the dominatrix ‘Mistress’, and of only speaking to the domme when spoken to. She explained the significance of the slave’s collar. She talked about the need for slaves to be able to exercise highly disciplined orgasm control whenever required to do so by their Mistress – extremely important in her book, she said, completely essential. Gale also emphasised her own number one rule, the rule any slave of hers would be expected to live by: Whatever Mistress Gale wants, Mistress Gale gets.

She then put leather collars on Sarah and Alice and also cuffed their wrists and ankles. "I’m going to start your punishment by giving you both a hand spanking," she told them. "As I am spanking one of you," she elaborated further, "the other must kneel by her side masturbating. The spanking will only stop when the slave who has been playing with her pussy has climaxed. Understood, slaves?"

"Yes Mistress," Sarah said.

"Yes Mistress," echoed Alice, trying to mask the nervous quaver in her voice. But in truth she was more turned on than nervous now. There was an ache between her legs, her pussy felt slippery.

Sarah was the first one over Mistress Gale's knee. Gale paused for a moment to admire the curve of Sarah’s backside, so delightfully vulnerable, before beginning her spanking. The crisp sound announced that the spanking had begun and the red palm print on Sarah’s backside bore witness to the cruel accuracy of that first stroke. Gale’s hand cracked down again on the curved cheeks with another harsh spank, and another, and another.

While Gale was vigorously spanking Sarah, Alice knelt by her side and masturbated, her thighs quivering, her fingers sticky inside herself. Her face was flushed and her breath was coming shorter all the time. She was in such a high state of excitement that it was not long before she climaxed, sighing and gasping loudly. So Gale stopped spanking Sarah.

When it was Alice's turn to be spanked Sarah thoroughly enjoyed kneeling next to her lover and watching her comely backside coloring to a deep red as Gale cracked her hand down on it with relentless vigor. Sarah rubbed herself very wet indeed at the delicious sight. But, to her surprise, she also found herself deliberately holding off her orgasm in order to lengthen Alice's punishment. Gale noticed what Sarah was doing and looked over at her with a knowing smile. That look from her formidable Mistress was enough to tip Sarah over the edge and, to the ringing sound of hand on naked flesh, she climaxed, her orgasm shaking and scorching her in its intensity.

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