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Downward Spiral Chapter II: The Lady and the sluts.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. The scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent…
The Lady was really impressed, the invitation had come by surprise on her email lat week… sure she had heard of her hostess in the chats with her friends… they usually referred to her like some sort of guru… alongside other, like the Cougar one or even Sensi… So, when the invitation reached to her inbox she was surprised at first, so she did what it came best for her… consulted her friends, who, upon reading she had been invited, offered several pieces of advice, the ones never invited did encourage her to try to impress the Maitresse, while the ones that had been invited told her to be herself, yet prove than she was a conscious Domme…
And there she was… the party of her lifetime, she thought, so she wore her best. Her petite Asian body decked into a black bodice covering her upper body… the intricate pattern on it bearing dragon shapes, the nuzzle on the dragons resting where the nipples should be, the bodice showed up a long V cut shape on the back, yet it was barely visible as her long black hair covered her back, framing her lovely face. Her light make up was more based around her eyes, framing a couple of endless dark pools and her mouth, turning the pinkish lips into two red delectable pieces of woman flesh… her legs covered into a skintight red pants, a snake pattern sliding all along her tights, and the 4’’ stiletto heels completed the ensemble…
“Mmmm… This party is resulting into quite a spectacle, isn’t it whores…?“
Said the young lady, addressing to the couple of sluts kneeling at her feet, a white slut, probably taller than her if she would be allowed to stand, wearing a skimpy black maid uniform, with a white apron, the top part of the uniform had the breasts exposed as it was cut to allow such commodity, and her legs and ass were naked, as no panties nor stockings covered and wore no shoes… her shoulder length blond mane framed her face, devoid of any make up, whose distinctive features were her deep blue eyes… the other, an ebony model bodied woman who knelt there, naked, her long raven hair covering her face, yet she could clearly be seen gazing to the floor in front of the woman’s feet, her sight line crossing with that one of her sister in slavery, as the white woman said…
“If ze Mistress believes that, I think it’s true… after all, Mistress’ will is absolute…“
“Of course it is, Mistress, this girl thinks Mistress is always right as usual… thought it seem every one seem to be enjoying it…“
Said the black slave girl, mirroring her sister’s mindless, subservient praise to the lady, since both of them had been trained to perform such tasks, the lady had assured herself to degrade them in such levels they had little opinion of their own… and while the sluts debased themselves with their subservient praises the Mistress observed the attendants of the party, in the simple fashion of following the Hostess’ movements, noticing how She was greeted by her sisters… sometimes she saw the hostess fondle their breasts or ass, especially on the younger ones so she said…
“Look at those so-called Dommes… whoring themselves out for that one… such a pathetic display…“
Smiling, the woman proceeded to slide her right foot into the gapping cunt of the blonde slut, foot fucking her harshly as she sipped her drink, frowning in disgust when she saw the Dommes moan in the playful fondling the Maitresse gave them, especially the younger ones…
“Zey are, of course, unworthy of ze title of Domme, ne c’est pas, Maitresse…? Zey are right here whoring zemselves to ze other one…“
Dared to utter the French slut in-between her own moans and yelps of painsure, which only encouraged the Mistress to foot fuck rougher the poor slut, while the black one leaned on the floor, the base of her breasts resting on the floor, so her Mistress could do to them as she pleased as she said…
“sister marysse is right Mistress…. Those whores aren’t worthy of be part of the wonderful circle you Dommes are, they got no class, no style and of course are nothing compared to the likes of you…”
then, the Mistress looked down, and moved her left foot, starting to crush the black woman’s offered breasts while she slid half of her foot inside the French slut’s cunt , as she said calmly…
“Did I ever say you two could bark, you pathetic worthless bitches…?”
The girls noticed in that moment they had barked without begging for permission, and they knew how harsh their Mistress was to the failures, so thy shut up, a little a bit too late…
“Yes, Yes I thought that, don’t worry, I won’t punish you… yet…”
Continued the Mistress as she sipped the last of her drink, and noticed that a serving wench was nearby, so she shouted out..…
“Slut…! Slut…! Crawl here now…”
To that the addressed slut, whom was none other that pet, crawled down, and bowed the best he could in front of the woman as she awaited there kneeling, her gaze lowered, so she made no eye contact to any part of the woman’s body, whom grabbed a cane placed on the armrest of her seat as she said…
“See, my bitches…? This is how a TRUE slut behaves… look how she averts her gaze of anything related to the superior one, notice how quiet she is…I can barely hear her breathing…”
Then she used the crop to rise pet’s face to make eye contact, saying in a whisper a single word…
“Bark…”
And let pet lower back her eyes as pet softly said…
“May this one get you something to eat too, Milady… some entrees.…?”
To which the Mistress said…
“Yes… yes bring some entrees… move quickly my dear…”
And pet hurried back to the kitchen as the Mistress was left to ponder on the events she had witnessed, which brought a small smile to her lips as she said…
“Oh… If only you two could be half he good sluts that one is… that’d really be something impressive, yet there you are, barking without permission, wiggling like madwomen… I bet that one would stay still if I either punished or pleasured, only reacting when commanded”
then, without warning the blonde slut started whimpering, which draw her Mistress’ attention back to her, as she said…
“Bark…”
Then the slut said in a husky, moaning voice…
“May this one request release, my most important being on zis bright blue world…? Zis one is conscious zis one is unworthy of such pleasure yet she appeals to ze great capacity of mercy zou have, most gracious Lady…”
Unfortunately for her, this only exacerbated the Mistress desire of punishment, which caused her to curtly answer…
“Of course not… yet I think I will ‘acquire’ the services of the serving wench on a way more… permanent…”
And she smiled wickedly, her mind already setting up a plan with she considered she could steal the slut to her owner… who was on that moment finishing the part of the greetings and was about to proceed to start the reunion…
Well, here you go the second part… I hope you all like it so far, please don’t forget to read, review and rate this story, as I’m wanting to know what do you think of it so far…
To Be Continued…
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