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The Os’ Night at the Castle

As we seek to enter the castle, the guard at the entrance asks us what we desire. I answer, “to serve my master with passion”. We are allowed to enter. I am wearing a black under-breast corsage which flaunts my naked bosom, and a red satin skirt slashed at the front and back so that my most intimate regions are on show. A collar, obligatory for an O, as well as black leather handcuffs and ankle cuffs complete my appearance as a submissive servant. My master looks very attractive in his elegant black suit, with a quiet yet assertive aura of dominance.

As we enter the castle courtyard, a servant takes me by my leash and leads me to a room where the other Os are already waiting. Anne-Marie is also there: she will make sure that all Os fulfil their duties obediently tonight. After satisfying our appetite with a small buffet, Anne-Marie leads us into the Great Hall, where the men are taking their dinner. We are not allowed to look the masters or their servants in the face; we only speak when asked to do so, and must address our masters formally, deserving of their title, no matter how they address us. While we serve the masters dinner, they eagerly grope our most intimate areas. In their excitement, one or two Os allow something to fall from the plates. I spill some champagne as a master touches my erect nipple. While the masters eat their dinner, Anne-Marie leads us one-by-one back into the Os’ lounge so she can administer punishments for our transgressions. I bend over the whipping stand before her and receive 10 strokes with the riding crop, my favourite toy, across my naked buttocks. Between strokes, she tenderly caresses my naked shoulders, neck and buttocks with her gentle hands. This combination of light pain and gentle tenderness excites me even further.

After all the Os have been disciplined, we are led into a spacious room where the masters are sitting in a large circle of chairs. For the first evaluation, all Os walk in a row past themasters, with our eyes towards the ground and arms folded behind our backs. We are then led on a leash by a servant while each master announces the merits and the type of “usability” their O has. My master makes me available for oral and vaginal use, and allows me to be chastised lightly. After this presentation, the servants lead us to different rooms with various stations (whipping stand, St. Andrew’s cross, bed, sofa, etc.) and position us provocatively. The masters then enter the rooms and review us in detail once again. Some masters gently stroke my breasts and buttocks with their hands. Then, finally, the “usage” we Os desire so greatly begins. My master releases me to several selected masters, who use me orally and vaginally to pleasure themselves. This arouses me hugely, and I reach the heights of passion time and time again. In the course of the night, my master bends me over the whipping stand and fixes me to the St. Andrew’s cross so he can discipline me with the crop. He uses other Os to satisfy his desires too, but stays close to me at all times to watch over me. None of the other masters should be tempted to do something to me that I wouldn’t like.

After a long night of unbridled pleasure and ecstasy, my master takes me to the bedroom prepared for us. After using me to satisfy his desires one final time, we sleep side-by-side, naked and utterly exhausted. For several days after, I proudly wear the traces of my master’s dominance on my buttocks.

Female Dominance

You stand in front of me in a shirt and trousers, your gaze towards the floor. I am wearing a tight, short black skirt. “Take off your clothes!” You take your clothes off slowly – too slowly. “Faster! Or else there’ll be consequences!” You make no attempt to undress faster. Finally, when you are completely naked, you humbly place your hands behind your back. You know exactly what I expect of you. I walk around you, inspecting you from head to toe. I like what I see. Then, I place a leather collar around your neck. Your excitement is already visible. “How many strokes do you think is a suitable punishment for undressing too slowly?” “Five”, you answer, hesitantly. “Ten strokes would be suitable! Ten on each side! You will count aloud, always saying whether it is the left side or the right!” I order you to kneel on the bed. After I have warmed up your buttocks with light strokes using my hand, becoming progressively firmer, I begin your punishment. At first, I use the paddle; then the whip, and finally the crop. You groan sensually with each stroke – your excitement is unmistakeable. Each individual stroke is precisely executed. In between, I use my hands to gently caress your back and your bottom; I tickle your neck and then, finally, deliver the next, inescapable dose of pain. You obviously like it. Eventually you lose count, which only results in further discipline. Your buttocks are now covered with beautiful red welts, which will swell up in a matter of hours.

After your punishment, I attach a leash to your collar, pull you down to the floor and take my seat on the bed. You kneel before me, again with your gaze towards to ground, and await my instructions. “Take off my boots!” After you have obediently obliged, I stroke and play with your nipples using my feet clothed in black nylon. “I could really use a little foot massage.” You eagerly caress and kiss my feet. After a few minutes, my feet wander downwards, towards your manhood, and massages it gently. At the same time, my fingers fondle, twist and pinch your nipples. Your manhood continues to grow. “Did I permit your arousal?” “No, mistress.” “Exactly! You must pamper me, indulge me, before I will allow it!” I order you to stand up; I take a bondage cord and use it to restrain your magnificent specimen. Then I order you to lie on your back on the bed. I take off my PVC skirt, and underneath I am wearing nothing but black suspenders. I lower myself onto your face, and slowly adjust my position. “So, now you can show me how you intend to fulfil your mistress’ desires!” Eagerly, you begin to pleasure me with your tongue. Hmmm… you really are good at that, and I certainly have nothing to complain about. I simply take my time, close my eyes and indulge myself. Eventually, I explode loudly – which only arouses you more. I bend my body forward and use my hands to massage your throbbing member. You can hardly hold it in. “Because you were so obedient, and fulfilled your duties, you can now ‘come’ for me!” I start to massage you more firmly and, in no time at all, you achieve satisfaction as well.

After we have gotten dressed, you thank me – and ask me whether everything really was to my liking. “You still have more to learn, but you fulfilled your duties very well today, and you may serve me again in future.” I will be sure to conceive another sweet torture for our next encounter.

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