027
JULIA
I silently cursed the name of the man who invented the Slave Trainer and damned him to hell. It could only be a man who'd invented a device to keep a woman on the edge of orgasm without granting her relief. It would be like hooking a man's cock to an automatic milking machine and setting it to run until it had a gallon of cum. After keeping me in a state of arousal for six hours last night, Scott was at it again this morning. It wasn't so bad suffering his cumming in my mouth for the pleasure of my release; the damn thing did a fine job of making me cum when he allowed it to and the orgasms were both powerful and a welcome relief from the constant need.
The biggest problem was the time it took Scott to recover afterwards. He didn't turn it off while he recharged and I was left hanging until the next time he was able to orgasm. I could easily be climaxing every ten to fifteen minutes, but he had no hope of keeping up with me that often. It was frustrating waiting for him when all I wanted to do was cum. I supposed it's what made it a highly effective training device. You'd be willing to do most anything to cum again.
I was a lowly slave and Master didn't care whether I needed to cum or not. The fucking device was on the charger again, so at least I had some respite from my needs while we waited. He removed my collar and cuffs so I could shower and manage my other morning needs, before returning them to their positions on my body. Master put on shorts and prepared breakfast which we ate while it charged; a good thing considering I'd wanted to cum so bad last night, I barely ate. I scarfed down the bacon and eggs Scott made for me. He ate a lot too, we were both expending a fair amount of energy on sex.
At nine, the doorbell rang. Mistress Dark, I was sure. Scott said she was arriving at nine. Master told me to display and I stood as he'd taught me to stand. Mistress Dark was wearing a light coat, which I wondered about since it was still mid-summer, but the why was answered when Master took her coat revealing she had thigh high red boots, a red and black g-string and matching corset from which her D cup breasts spilled over the top off, revealing large nipples set in tea cup sized areolae.
"Did you build this?" She asked, indicating our new furniture.
"I did, though it's still rough. We have plans to stain and seal it."
"Is it a permanent fixture or can it be moved?"
"It can be broken down fairly easily," Scott said. "We intend on moving it to the rumpus room in the basement after her slavery is complete."
"I could easily sell these for five or six thousand apiece if you would be willing to make more," Mistress Dark said. "You should see the prices they charge for bondage furniture and this is much nicer and more complete than most."
"Really? Perhaps something for my slave to work on to bring money into the household when I have to go back to work. Did you bring everything I requested," Scott asked.
"Of course," she answered.
"Is it charged?"
"Indisputably," Mistress Dark answered.
Was what charged, I wondered.
"So this is your slave," Mistress Dark said, approaching me. "She's lovely. I'm very impressed."
She ran a hand over my breast, pinching my nipple. Master warned me to stand still no matter what, so I did. I moaned, however, it was so unexpected. Next her hand drifted down my stomach, over my pubic mound and two fingers glided through my slit. I managed to remain quiet for that, but jumped and a startled "ugh" slipped out when the same two fingers penetrated my pussy. Her fingers delved into my wetness for a few seconds before her hand went to my ass next and found the butt plug inserted in my rectum.
"Preparing her for anal sex?" Mistress Dark asked.
"Yes," Master answered.
"Kneel," Mistress Dark ordered and I assumed the next position.
"Have you said anything to her yet?" She asked.
That sounded ominous to me. What would he have said?
"No, only that you're going to teach her to deep throat and monitor her first experience with the whip."
Mistress Dark smiled and I wasn't particularly fond of it. It looked cruel. I suspected she was a hard Mistress to satisfy.
"Have you ever been with a woman?" Mistress Dark asked.
"Answer the question," Master ordered.
"In college, a friend and I experimented some, but it only ever extended to kisses and furtive touching of each other, never cunnilingus," I said.
"You are about to be faced with your first choice, slave," Master said. "Mistress Dark charges $150 an hour for her services. We can avoid these charges if she's allowed to teach you to lick pussy."
"Pay her, Master," I said, not particularly wanting to learn this new skill.
"You haven't heard the choice yet," Master said. "The choice is this. Learn to lick pussy from Mistress Dark or wear the Slave Trainer for the next 24 hours without being allowed to orgasm at all since I will have to pay for her services." For a moment I thought, except for when it's charging, but the thought was immediately dashed when Master said, "Mistress Dark has brought another one with her and by switching back and forth, there will be no time when a Slave Trainer is not in you. Your arousal will be constant and unending for one day without relief. I'm considering this choice because while you may have assumed any sex you had with others would be with men, it could equally be a woman. In fact, a woman would be the easier choice for me to offer in future options as it doesn't have the same negative emotional impact that seeing you with a man might have. If you are faced with a choice in the future where a woman was the choice, knowing you've been trained to please one and having faced it already, it may not be as difficult a choice to make, given the other alternative would be equally bad. Of course, as per our agreement; the choice now is yours."
Master kept quiet, waiting for my decision. He'd made the option available and wasn't pushing me to choose either choice. I'd just gone through roughly eight hours of high end arousal for much of the last fifteen hours, craving sexual release for most of that time. Considering I might go through twenty-four hours of the same without any satisfaction at all was a horrible choice. I imagined I might be able to get through it somehow, though driven nearly mad in the bargain. And to top it all off, refusal now did not obviate the possibility I wouldn't face further choices involving a woman. Going through it now may make for an easier choice sometime in the future. At least I would know what I faced. Now, I knew nothing of being with a woman except a brief flirtation with another girl in school.
Fuck. Master was not going to make this easy for me. He said there would be hard choices and he was right. In a way, it was easier because Scott had previously said it might be fun to see me with a woman, where he'd been adamant regarding infidelity with a man. So I was aware there were more emotional pitfalls for him if I chose to have sex with a man than if I were to have sex now with Mistress Dark.
"She may teach me to lick pussy, sir," I said quietly, looking at the floor.
"Excellent," Mistress Dark said. "Don't be so despondent, dear," raising my head to look at her. "It's not as bad as all that. I'm told you've already tasted yourself on your Master's cock, so the taste won't be unfamiliar to you, and as a bonus; you get to have an orgasm every time I do, and I'm quite orgasmic, so you should have a good time learning. Scott, should we start with deep throating, or cunt licking?"
"I've already cum twice this morning," Master said. "You might as well start with cunt licking. Slave, while Mistress Dark is here, you will not need to request permission to orgasm."
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