The Boss's Pet: Their Submissive Switch (14 page)

Sondra hung her head and panted as her heart raced. She couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure that slipped from her throat. Between the buzz of both toys, and the sensations this Dom caused her, she would explode in his hands if he weren’t careful.

The flogger landed across her back, snapping her head up!

Again he hit her.

The plug continued the slow movement and hit against the vibrating egg to torment her inner muscles, edging her closer to orgasm.

Suddenly all movement ceased.

She waited, panting.

“Your equipment looks in the proper place to me but you need more discipline, slut. Maybe your next Master will teach you a lesson.”

The wooden paddle slapped her ass so hard tears came to her eyes and she bit into the ball gag. Her heart slammed against her chest and she took deep breaths through nose, knowing she had to stay calm.

More inspections, more hands, more fingers, and taken close to cumming more times than she cared to remember...
but still no release
. The sun set behind the hill and dusk had crept in on them. The heat let up some but perspiration still trickled from between her breasts up to her neck and under her collar.

Frustrated, Sondra hung her head. The rings on her nipples began to ache and she needed Nick to take them off and soothe her nipples with his tongue.

Where was he?
Then she realized he was inspecting other submissives for their plug placements and her mind filled with vivid images of him standing behind someone, spreading them for inspection. She couldn’t think of that right now and shook her head to dispel the images.

Before she realized it, darkness surrounded her and her wrists were being released. Someone helped her stand and as she supported herself on the bar, her ankles were undone.

“Keep your hands behind your back.” The rough guard nearly barked at her and she didn’t think twice about disobeying as she laced her fingers together behind her. Glad she had the ball gag to bite into, she looked at her guard. He stared at her for a moment, lust filling his eyes as he reached out to flick a feather that dangled from her nipple ring. A yank on her leash pulled her forward and she had no choice but to follow him off the stage. She wouldn’t miss being here and would never forget this experience.

Her ball gag reminded her she wasn’t close to heading home.

Barely able to see where she walked, cement was still beneath her heels and made walking easier although a fear of tripping filled her with anxiety. The guard led her past three stations and she heard women whimpering and moaning. Fear reared its ugly head as she wondered what lay in store for her.

Each station had a front and side walls with a larger number on the front. One small bulb hung just above the front wall, making the number visible. The lights weren’t bright enough to see much so Doms carried flashlights as they made their way back toward the staging area.

A coyote howled in the distance and she shivered to think what could be out here in the pitch-black night. Sondra could only see the silhouette of more hills.

Her leash jerked her collar as the guard led her behind and into her station. No wall blocked the back entrance, leaving it completely open. Although darkness surrounded her, she could make out a side table with instruments and a chair that sat up on a small platform with more restraints to hold her down. Fear took hold as she saw the v-cut of the seat which would leave her fully exposed while she sat there with her knees spread.

Could her heart race any faster?

The guard disconnected the leash from her collar. “Get up there and sit down.”

Sondra didn’t hesitate at the sound of his gruff deep voice; she climbed up the two steps and sat in the seat. Without question, she placed her arms so he could secure her wrists. Sensing the seat wasn’t quite right she moved her ass a bit but the back of the chair slanted so she couldn’t sit up straight.

She’d missed seeing the knee cuffs until he jerked both legs wide to buckle those then moved to her ankles.

“Can’t be having you kick any of our Doms, now can we?” He cuffed her ankles to the chair legs. Slowly, his hands lightly moved up her legs to her inner thighs and higher, toying with her garters. Rough fingers slipped inside her thong, easily slid between her lips and she slammed her head back against the chair in frustration. He laughed as he withdrew and smelled her on his fingers, sniffing to be sure she heard him.

Sondra cringed.

Holding his fingers to her nose, he made her smell herself then he sucked her juices from his fingers. “No woman tastes the same...”

Moving around behind her, she listened for what he might do next.

Chains!

Before she knew it, her collar tugged up beneath her chin and jerked her head back and the hooks were roughly connected to the D-rings.

A strap buckled around her waist.

Her lungs burned as fear took hold.

Footsteps faded away and she heard nothing but moans of other submissives as they were tormented.
How long would she have to wait out here in the dark? Alone?

The chair leaned her back at a ninety degree angle and if someone moved her chair to the ground, the back of her chair could easily be above the platform. She envisioned a Dom standing above her on the platform, dangling himself as he forced her to service him. Closing her eyes wasn’t an option, which only presented more images!

She listened for any sound of approaching footsteps as she squinted to see into the open dark hills across from her.

She waited for her own torment to begin...

* * * * *

Using his flashlight, Nick made his way to the seating area in the amphitheater after making sure Sondra arrived safely to her station...number four. He’d watched from a distance, not wanting to interfere with the setup and made a mental note of her guard.

Rico slid down the bench where Nick sat among the other Masters around the stage, glad the sun had set and somewhat cooler temps blew through the dark hills.

Master Omar and Krystal waited in the small spotlight for a few others to join them before he began. “Gentlemen, again, thank you for joining us this week. The sub stations have been set up according to pain ranges with each of them in a different position. Stations one through four is light bondage and in five through eight you can get a bit more intense, per their written contracts that we’ve seen and approved.

“We do have a few rules before you begin. No more than two Doms are permitted inside a station at a time. Should you remove an item from a submissive, it’s to be replaced before you leave. After each session, and before moving on to the next, the guard will check that submissive for tool replacement and for damage such as bruises, cuts, massive welts, etc. Should he find any of those types of injuries, you
will
be charged a $10,000 fine which I expect to be paid by 10 am tomorrow. We’re not here to hurt anyone. You already know I don’t run that type of a program. Sensual pleasure, mixed with sensory deprivation and acceptable pain are what we’re about.

“Each station is numbered on the front wall and is walled on three sides with the entrance at the back.  Each one is supplied with condoms, lubricant, and other toys to be used with condoms. That should go unspoken but a reminder is in order. The subs have no idea what’s coming their way so let’s head out to test our abilities to tease and torment. Enjoy, gentlemen.”

Nick led the way and Rico followed. He wanted to talk with the guard outside Sondra’s station to be sure she was safe before they made their rounds. Too many things could happen out here in the dark and should she be attacked, he’d have to kill someone.

All guards stood close enough to each station entrance to watch for danger and Nick motioned to her guard to come forward. He leaned close to the guard, not wanting Sondra to hear him. “There are more guards out in the hills back there, correct, making sure nothing or no one gets close to the women?”

“Yes, Sir. There are about twenty-five of us out here. The women have no idea the men are in the hills guarding from a distance. They all think we tied them up as bait for the coyotes.”

Nick smiled. “A great fear factor. Thank you.”

The guard returned to his post just beyond the back entrance.

Nick looked around as the other Doms filtered out among the stations and distant cries could be heard from the other end at Station Six and Seven.

Rico nudged his arm. “I think Katherine is hoping you stop by. She loves you tormenting her. Or maybe it’s that she loves servicing you.”

“I think you have some getting even to do with Sondra after yesterday.”

“That sounds like a plan...I love revenge. Check in with you later.” Rico headed toward Sondra’s station so Nick could relax. She’d be safe with him.

Curiosity made him wonder what position Katherine would be in. According to Master Omar, they were all positioned different but all had the egg vibrators and anal plugs...to be replaced if they got removed.

* * * * *

Sondra’s lungs froze and she bit into the ball gag. The ache in her jaws almost distracted her from the noise.

Something rustled in the brush beyond the entrance. Frantic, she tugged on her wrists, only to find they were tight enough that she couldn’t slip out of them. Anything could be roaming out there...
or anyone.
She’d have no way to fight off a stray animal should they be curious.

How could they do this to all the submissives?

Her knees or ankles wouldn’t budge either.

Then gravel crunched just outside the entrance to her station. Sondra listened. Men whispered outside her entrance but she couldn’t make out what they said or how many there were. The agonizing wait made her seep onto her thong.

How could that be? Did all this truly excite her and she wasn’t aware of that aspect?

The annoying buzz in her ass hit nerves she needed to be careful with. When it bump against the internal vibrations, her body reacted in ways she didn’t need right now.

A man cleared his throat.

Sondra waited. She couldn’t flex her fingers, that would show weakness or fear, so she sat as still as she could. If she only had a flashlight, she could see who it was.

“I’ll not blindfold you if you shut your eyes and keep them closed.”

She closed her eyes and nodded but that just made her imagination more vivid.

 “As much as I love the look of the ball gag, I have other uses for your mouth.” The gag released and the ball was pulled away; she couldn’t help moving her jaw to relieve the cramp.

“I don’t want to hear a sound from you unless it’s your safeword. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Master.”

Instruments moved on the shelf, a vibrator buzzed then stopped. Wrappers crinkled and yet she waited.

The strips of a flogger caressed one inner thigh then teased the other as it closed in on her crotch. It struck directly on her crotch and she flinched. Pain heated her thigh, then the other as continuous strikes hit, each one nearly hitting her pussy.

Flexing her fingers helped distract her.

She waited, hating it.

She flinched when it finally struck her pussy, more from surprise than pain.

A hand covered her mons as a thumb rubbed lower over her pussy and stopping at the anal plug. He pressed it and she couldn’t help but move with it. Having her body betray her happened too often lately but it felt so good when the warm fluids wet her lips.

The man’s fingers moved along the top of the thong and over to the side. He undid the snap and her thong opened. He undid the other side and pulled it completely off as she took a deep breath. Fingers spread her lips and another touched her clit before it moved lower, stopping at the plug.

It twisted as it vibrated.

The vee-cut of the seat didn’t support her much but gave him full access to her body. Again the plug twisted and he tugged on it, making her whimper, so he pulled again. Now the widest part stretched her and the pain started while his fingers teased her lips, sliding inside to wiggle the other vibrator.

Pain and pleasure. She’d been taught to crave them and now she needed what she never thought she would. Her lips spread and she flinched again when a warm tongue moved over her clit then gently sucked her in, his tongue moving over her, hardening her in his mouth.

Sondra gripped her own fingers around the arm of the chair, not wanting to cum but this Dom tested her more than she could handle.

Then he stopped and pulled out the plug. Relief like she’d not felt all day came over her, thankful for whatever short reprieve she could get. Her inner muscled tightened, feeling the other vibrator still going and the sensations against her sensitive nerves there kept her seeping.

A nipple ring popped off and a gentle rub over it made her moan again. They’d been on for so long she thought she’d lost feeling in them. The other came off and got massaged but now both his hands kneaded her breasts as he stood in front of her, gentle at first and now rough, moving up over her chest, caressing the swell of her breasts above the corset.