4)

We stopped outside a Posh house, like big, detached, Edwardian, Stockbroker. They took me in through the big Oak doors into a hallway with stairs curving round both sides like a film set and marble statues and antique oak furniture and a polished stone tiled floor, Leroy was doing a deal with some white guy in a suit , there were an awful lot of notes changing hands,

Leroy took my coat from me then the dress and shoes, leaving me standing naked on the cold floor, but I knew I could trust him so I was not afraid "be a good girl and I will collect you Thursday, you will call the punter Master and Obey him", He kissed my cheek, "I'll miss you Ho" "I'll miss you too" I said.

"Here Slut", ordered the punter I walked over, the Punter had a dogs collar which he tightened round my neck, he attached a lead and led me into the garden, he removed my butt plug and inserted the end of a garden hose and turned it on. The ice cold water was agony and as he removed it water and shit flowed out on to the garden,

He dragged me back in the house and bent me over the end of a table and started to thrust his undersized prick up my arse, it was not too bad but afterwards he took me through a small door and down a flight of stone steps in to a filthy dirty cellar lit by flickering candle effect lights. The filth oozed between my toes and dust settled on my naked limbs.

The "Master" reached up and attached my collar to a chain from the ceiling, then he handcuffed my hands behind me and tied my feet together.

He took a whip from a rack flexed it and then he set about me with it, It really hurt, stinging, I turned but no matter where I took the blow it really hurt, he seemed to have hit me every where except the face I screamed but he loved the screaming so I shut up,

I saw some metal implements a rack and a cross and other torture items in the semi darkness and he let me down only to secure me in the medieval stocks where he threw all sorts of disgusting stuff at me. Tiring of this and my nakedness he found me a black corset and stockings and dressed me in it and shackled me to the ceiling and whipped me again, I just concentrated on seeing him as a runty little gay boy trying to be a man, sad really, but my buttocks bled from his whip so I was not all that sad. Finally he let me down and asked me nicely to serve afternoon tea.

He handed me a skimpy French maids outfit which emphasised my breasts and left my crotch on display, he indicated a trolley set out ready in the kitchen with tea cups and milk sugar and a Teapot, so as he left me I switched on the kettle and when it boiled I filled the Teapot and took the trolley through. To my astonishment and there was a girl, on the couch with him holding hands, I dodged back and picked up the whip he had dropped, "Tea Master" I asked "Yes Slut milk two sugars"

I aimed the teapot spout at his crotch and a couple of pints of boiling water scalded his manhood, he jumped up and dropped his trousers and I hit him with the whip, he screamed, and again, "Stop" he was bleating, "Get Down and Beg" I ordered, "And its Mistress to you Slave" "Please Mistress Stop" I stopped he stood up so I hit him again hard, "Stay down, get your trousers right off you are wearing the knees out" He did so, and his shoes and was naked below the waist "Now crawl to the basement, he crawled, he had severe difficulty with the stone steps

I had him stop and tied his feet then removed his remaining clothes savouring his embarrassment before I fixed the old dog collar round his neck and chained him up to the ceiling, His prick was rock hard he was loving it, I slashed at him with the whip he twisted and turned and his prick twitched and come shot out in a great arc across the floor," No mistress stop I beg you," he whined.

I remembered the girl, she was still sitting in the lounge, shocked, frightened, unsure what to do, "Hi" I cracked the whip "So who are you" "Oh I am Jane Matthews, Peter's secretary, he said there would be some fun and I should come over but I ought to go now" "Oh no dear ",I said "Stay, but it would be a shame to spoil that lovely suit so jut put it on the chair there 's a love" She made as if to leave but I cracked the whip and she stopped.

She started on the buttons; soon jacket and skirt were on the chair. I tried a few more flicks with the whip and suggested that blouse and slip, then bra and pantyhose and heels should be discarded; finally I pulled her knickers off snapping the stitching at the side leaving her naked. I felt her sex and was amazed she was dripping with anticipation, I inserted some fingers but it was not enough so I pushed the whip handle inside her, she gasped and somehow suddenly I was masturbating her with the whip and then we were kissing our mouths entwined, we went upstairs to find a bed and she was kissing my sex and calling me Mistress, I in turn stroked her hair, caressed her breasts and told her she was beautiful.

She worried it was time to go home, but I found a second dog collar and lead and secured it round her neck. I made her ring her mother to say she was working late and may have to stay over, then as he dusk came and soft rain began to fall I tied her naked to a tree in the garden tied her hands behind her and went back to the cellar to him.

I searched through the drawers, in the basement, and finding a spare corset, I put it round him and laboriously laced it up painfully tight.

Then as he hung by the chain attached to a dog collar from the ceiling I put a condom on him and bent over so his prick grazed my arse, nothing much happened so I tied a spare pair of stockings tightly in a bow round the root of his prick and left him.

I remembered the girl, "Please Mistress take me in" I looked round, the rain was harder now, the rain glistened on her sleek body, her hair hung heavily and clung to her forehead. "But you have not done your business yet" "Look stop messing about" she said "I need the loo" "So go" "Number twos" "Yes" I wanted this ultimate humiliation for her, in my minds eye we were in a public park and she was about to perform like a real bitch, I thrust a finger in her sex, "Oh dear god no" she said and farted before her dung slowly fell too the ground" "Oh what must you think of me" "You are a dirty filthy little bitch" and I kissed her mouth she sat and fell back onto her own shit as I again ravaged her sex with the whip handle and revelled in the way she had surrendered all control to me, I untied the lead and dragged her to the cellar, reuniting them, he naked bar the corset, she naked and plastered up her back with her own shit. If they had wanted a submissive for the week they had seriously miscalculated!