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Date: Sat Nov 17 1990 12:03:40 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 1 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- A splash of water hit my cheek and woke me suddenly. Realizing that I had left the window open, I scurried groggily to close it before the sill was drenched. What a way to start the morning. Facing the overcast sky, I stared from my window too the parking lot below. I hated early sunday mornings, especially when I faced them alone. I started the coffee and began running the water for my shower. The water was a bit cold, and after cursing the buildings' old boiler, I quickly shaved my leggs, washed my hair and turned off the water. The soft bath sheet was warm and comforting to my skin and I cocooned myself into it. I padded my way back to the bedroom and dropped the towel on the chair as I dressed. Why did we have to wear clothes anyway, I found myself thinking as I went into the kitchen to get my coffee, black, two sugars. Noise. The phone was ringing and I tried but failed to reach it before the machine picked it up. I stood listening to my own voice before the tone sounded and Gwens' voice came booming through. "Pick up the phone, Dee. I know you're there". I clicked the cordless on and the machine off. "Morning, hon. Whats' up", I asked. "A lot. Get dressed and get your butt over here. We have plans for today". I wondered but didn't ask what was on the agenda. I was glad she wanted me to come over, but I was a little peaved that she expected me to be available. Nevertheless, I called a taxi, grabbed my umbrella and headed down the stairs to wait in the lobby for the car. It arrived just as the sky burst open, even with my umbrella I managed to get drenched in the fifteen foot dash. "I'm going to 699 West 78th St.", I said to the Driver. He nodded and we were off. I took out the current book I was reading, COMING TO POWER, and began to read. I could feel a dampness forming between my thighs as I read of the sexploits of Samois. I closed the book as we arrived, paid the driver and thanked the Goddess that the rain was just letting up as I gout out of the car. I buzzed the bell and heard it buzz back at me as I pushed on the door of the builidng. The steps to the third floor were steep and by the time I got to her door my breath was coming in audible gasps. I wash thinking that I really should quit smoking. The door opened even before I knocked, and there was Gwens' smiling face. I went into the apartment. Inside, several people were lounging around on the plush couches. I recognized nearly everyone, but I was surprised at the assembly. Most of the people in the room didn't even come to life on the weekend until well into the afternoon. Well, what did I expect from club buddies? Better yet, what did they expect from me? (Continued...) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sat Nov 17 1990 12:13:11 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 2 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- "Hi all, whats' up", I asked. I was greeted by a round of hellos from the smiling group. I was wondering if Gwen had brought the whole Paddles crew home with her last night, after they went to breakfast. Feeling relaxed, I sat down in one of the arm chairs while Gwen went to get everyone coffee. "How'd it go last night", I asked. "Not bad, some really hot scenes," said Kaitlyn. "That dyke you have your eye on showed up". "The one in the leather pants", I asked dreamily. She nodded and I said, "Damn, I really want to polish those pants with my tongue". Kait giggled just as Gwen came back in with a tray of coffee cups. "I wish I could get up the nerve to talk to her, to let her know how I feel about her". As I said this the bathroom door opened and there she stood, in all her black leather glory. "You just have", she siad as she flicked her long brown hair over her shoulder. An eerie smile was on her face. I swallowed hard, and felt my face go crimson. Gwens' hand came down on my shoulder and prevented me from rising. I drank the scalding coffee in one gulp and cursed my nerves. Jerry rose from his spot on the love seat and introduced us. Her name was Kathleen, but she was better known as Kat... and I would soon learn why. (Continued...) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sat Nov 17 1990 12:32:07 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 3 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- I sat in my chair, figgiting. Gwens' hand still rested on my shoulder while the other stroked my hair and neck. "I thought I should introduce you two, after all you've been staring at her at the last three auctions, but lack the balls to open your mouth", she said. Kat came over and sat on the arm of my chair. I could smell her perfume, Opium, and her leather. She put her arm around my shoulder and bent her lips to my ear. She whispered, "Whats' the matter, little one. Nervous? You should be". Her tongue came out and gently licked my earlobe. I shuddered. When I looked up I saw everyone staring at me, there smiles telling me I was in for it. "You've been free too long", said Kait. "You've been dying for a dominant, haven't you?" When I didn't answer, Kat brought her fingers down to my hardening nipples and twisted them until I agreed. I loved her being near to me. I wished that the crowd hadn't been there... "We were going to do this last night, but you had to work", said Gwen as her hand entagled in my hair and pulled me up straighter in my chair. "So", she continued, "we decided to do it here. That way we could take it a bit further." (Continued) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sat Nov 17 1990 17:59:10 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 4 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- "Aw, come on... I wasn't ready for...", I started to say before I was pulled to my feet by my ear. Kat had my lobe between her fingers and was twisting it as she pulled me up. "I will say this once, and only once, you can leave now and forget ever talking to me, or you can shut your mouth now. Am I understood" asked Kat. I nodded, and was met with a slap across my cheek. "I didn't hear you", said Kathleen. "Yes, Mam", I said standing there while Kat pulled me toward the bedroom. When we were alone, she pushed me to my knees and opened an overnight bag. She pulled out a skimpy little outfit made up of a leather bikini thong and a leather vest with chains designed to pull up on my breasts. After giving me instructions to dress, she left the room. I took off my t-shirt, jeans and underwear and donned the leather outfit. I waited for her return, on my knees. Kathleen returned and told me to stand and raise my arms above my head. I did so obediently, while she attached a set of leash clamps to my already hardened nipples and pulled me out into the living room. "Your safe word is Fire. If you wish, and I decided its merited, your cooling down word will be Ice. Do you understand", asked Kat. I said yes and immediately felt the sting of her cat on my right thigh. "Excuse me", said Kat forsibly, "did I hear you correctly?" "Yes mam, I understand. I understand, Mam", I quickly replied. "You are to call me Mistress Kathleen, am I understood?" "Yes, Mistress Kathleen", was my reply, still shaken from the first of her lashings. This was going to be an interesting day... (Continued...) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 16:02:48 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 5 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- I stood, eyes cast downward to the carpet, my metal leash hanging between my spread legs, not knowing what would happen next. I could feel the chain being pulled between my legs and up around my hips. It was hasped to form a ring around my waist, the cold metal giving me goose bumps. Mistress Kathleen was silent as she moved away from me and sat on the couch. She motioned for Master Jerry to start on me. He stood before me and raised my chin in his hand. He told me to bend forward, and as I did I felt the cold chain rise up next to the thong that spread the cheeks of my exposed rear end. The pressure on my nipples was both exhilerating and painful. He ran his rough hands over my tender breasts, his fingers taking time to outline the tatoo on my breast. I shivered. From behind me I could hear a rustling noise but I dared not turn my head. I was made to stand again and turned toward the kitchen doorway. Gwen had removed the planters that had been hanging there and my eyes were immediately drawn to the hooks in the door way. I was lead forward by the chain against my belly to stand directly under the hooks. Each of my hands were cuffed in soft leather that had a long expanse of chain. Master Jerry took the chain and attached it to the hooks and I stood, unable to move, in the door way. Next, a spreader bar was placed between my knees so that I stood as an X for all to see. Master Jerry took his time setting me up for Mistress Kathleen. He ran his fingers up and down my sides, making me squirm at his touch. Once again I could feel the dampness between my thighs and prayed that no one had yet noticed my state of arousal. With one hand he pulled the chain at my stomach, forsing me to sway from the delicious pressure at my nipples; with his other hand he ran his fingers up and down my thigh. I moaned softly. Master Jerry stepped back and I could see everyone looking at me. Gwen was sitting on Marcs' lap, smiling at me, mocking me as only a friend can. I saw Mistress Kathleen motion to Kait, who quickly joined Jerry at my side. Kait stood behind me and pulled back on my hair roughly. My head snapped back, making my breasts and crotch push forward. She kissed me roughly, biting my lip to the point that I tasted just a hint of blood. She then released my hair and whispered in my ear. "Dee, little one, you are in for it this time. I hope you get everything you want", with that she sat back down on the sofa, Jerry joining her. (Continued) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 16:19:15 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 6 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- I was forsed to stand straight in the doorway. I had little room to squirm or sway, but I tested my bonds, making sure they would hold me. Wondering when the scene would start again, I was given time to think about my predicament, that being I the only submissive amoungst nine dominants. Mistress Kathleen rose and came toward me. In her hand she held a cloth bag, tied in string. She opened the bag and revealed about sixty wooden clothes pins, again I shuddered. She smiled at me, her lips drawn tightly, as she took out five pins. She snapped one on each of my ear lobes and laughed. She brought another up right before my eyes. "You will notice", she said, "that each of these pins has been drilled. See the little whole at the end". That was all she said as she began. My breast were her next target. On each side of my clamps she placed a clothes pin, four per breast. She took her time, adjusting them to exactly where she wanted them before proceeding to place the others. Next, I received a line of pins down each of my sides, a straigt line leading to my hips. I almost screamed when she attached several to my thighs, and she must have heard me drawing in my breath, because she stopped for a moment, went to her duffle bag and pulled out an orange bandana. She walked up to me and told me to open my mouth, then stuffed it in. I watched her go back to her clothes pin bag. She took out four more pins and placed the first on the slightly fuzzy hair of my pubes. My eyes went wide as I silently begged her to stop. I moaned as she placed one pin on each side of my lips, they stuck out obscenely from my leather g-string. She untied the g-string so that everyone could see me naked, and let the article drop to the floor. Next, from her cloth bag she pulled out a long expanse of dog-tag chain. She tripled it, brought her arm back and lashed at my naked thigh. I moaned loudly, though unthinkingly, into my gag. After about 5 minutes of this, small red welts started to appear on my previously unmarked thighs. She then stopped, and got a drink from her coffee cup. She returned and started to run the chain through the pins on my ears. It took a while to work the chain through, but she seemed very patient. *cont.) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 16:33:48 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 7 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- The chain was then run through each of the pins, my body completely lined in chain. When she ran the last of the chain through the clips on my pussy lips, she ran her finger up between my spread thighs and found me to be wet. She laughed and told everyone of my predicament. About 3 feet of chain hung from my loins, which Mistress Kathleen picked up and told me to hold between my teeth. I shuddered again. She tired of this and sat for a while, talking to the others. She motioned to Marc for his turn. He took his horse hair whisk with him and my eyes didn't leave the article. He stood before me, whispered in my ear that I was to clench and unclench my right hand if I had had enough, kissed my cheek and stepped back. He brought his arm all the way back and brought the wisk down upon my shoulders again and again. I swayed in my chains, doing the dance submissives know best, the dance of heat, the dance of fire. He switched his aim from my shoulders to my soft belly. Again and again the horse hair came down upon my navel. I swayed backwards with each of his blows. I could feel the eyes of the crowd upon me. I knew that my cheeks were as red as my stomache was becoming. Still, I could feel the moisture between my thighs spreading. At a motion from Mistress Kathleen, he stepped back, kissed my cheek, and sat down once again. This time Gwen came up. The woman knew me all too well, and I feared what she would make my body do. (Cont> --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 17:15:56 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 8 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- Gwen stood so close to me that I could feel her breath against my neck, and her flannel shirt against my rock hard nipples. She breathed heavily into my ear and I shuddered. She stepped back and started slowly twisting each of the pins on my long numb breasts, reawakening them to the feeling of touch. She moved from my breasts down my sides, twisting each pin ever-so-slightly. When she reached for the ones at my pubes I moaned and shook my head violently. She stared me in the eye and twisted the ones on the lips of my very went cunt. My eyes went wide, then closed, I could feel tears welling up in them, and tried to stop the water in them. Gwen smiled at me, and wiped the tears from my cheeks. She walked around behind me and asked Master Robert to bring her bag of tricks. He obliged and sat again in his chair. I could hear the zipper of the bag opening and feared what she might be taking out. I heard the his of the air before I felt the paddle come down against the backs of my thighs. My body lurched forward, straining against my bonds. I was leaning so far forward with each blow that Gwen had Robert support the front of me. He did so by cupping each of my breast from the underside. Each stinging slap of her paddle pushed me into Robert, who had decided to pull on the pins at my ears with his teeth. The paddling stopped for a moment, only to resume with hard smacks on my white bottom. Gwen had Robert remove the gag and chain from my mouth so that I could count my blows. At 30, I was no longer asking Mistress Gwen for another, I could feel my rear cheeks turning red with the fire she had beaten into them. Gwen had stopped for a moment, only to return with a cold, damp bath sheet, which she tucked around my waist. With a smarting crack of sound, I felt Gwens' cane come down upon the towel on my rear end. I felt faint, and was very glad that Robert was there to hold me up. Again I was made to count, this time to ten, and when I paused at 9, sputtering, Gwen made me start again from one. Upon reaching my ten, Gwen stopped, removed my towel and motioned for Robert to sit down on the couch again. Gwen ran her fingers over my growing bruises, making the blood circulate in my aching buttocks and thighs. She ran her hands up the inside of my thighs, her fingers running just once over my engorged clitoris. I felt my body shake for a moment that was all to brief. Knowing me too well, Gwen ran her fingers over my body, watching me squirm with her familiar touchings. I was brought to the point of near lunacy before she was asked to sit down by Mistress Kathleen. (Cont.) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 17:36:43 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 9 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- I was allowed to rest for a few minutes. I hung in the doorway while Kait fed me some warm water to swallow and wet my parched mouth and throat. She asked me if my hands were ok, and if i was getting stiff, and I said no, i was ok... but my butt was stinging. She laughed and looked at my butt and whistled. I knew I had some bruises then. After a bit, Mistress Kathleen stood before me and asked if I was capable of serving and pleasing her. I answered her, "Yes, Mistress Kathleen, I will do my best". "You better," was her reply. She leaned down and took the chain that hung from my body to the floor and pulled on it gently. I could feel the pressure on my pins and groaned audibly. She stared me in the eye, took the bandana and again stuffed it into my mouth. "You know what I am going to do now, don't you, little girl", she said. She continued, "Little whore, I am going to make you scream, and I am going to watch your face and body move". With a sharp pull on the chain I felt the pins pull from me. I yelled into my gag, tears rolling from my cheeks as the first of the pins on my sore pussy tore loose, then the ones on my things, sides and nipples. I swayed violently in my chains, screaming into my gag. When at last the last of the pins had popped from me, Mistress Kathleen let the chain drop to the floor, and ran her hands over my extremely sore, strawberry marked, body. She had Masters Marc and Jerry hold me up as she released me from my bonds and laid me on my back on the floor. My sore butt itched against the deep carpet. But at last, I was permitted to stretch and relieve some of the stiffness from my bonds. *Cont... yet again* --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 18:21:00 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 10 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- I lay on my back when the door bell rang. Someone threw the bath sheet over my mostly naked body, and opened the door and a kid with Pizza was allowed in. He was staring at me, and probably wonderer what was going on, but took the money, handed the Pies to Master Jerry and left. Lunch time. Everyone was allowed to eat but me. I sat at Mistress Kathleens feet and waited for what ever would come next. When they had finished eating, I was fed cooled pizza by hand. Mistress Kathleen held the slice downward and allowed me to bite at it. Pizza grease rolled down my chin and dripped on my breasts. She called me a slob and allowed me to go wash up in the bath room. I stood at the sink, washing my face and body, dried, and sat down on the toilet to relieve myself. Mistress Kathleen entered, looked at me and told me to continue with what I was doing. I couldnt, and she knew it. She told me to hold my breath, and I did. Slowly at first I relieved myself, cleaned up and headed back into the living room. I was told to sit, once again, at Mistress Kathleens' feet. When I was on the floor her boot rested upon my thigh and I was told to polish it, with my tongue. I bent forward and let my tounge lathe the leather, my spit shining it an ebon black. I repeated the task with her other boot, my tongue and mouth becoming dry. As I licked her boots, her pulled my hair to where she wanted shined, forsing her footwear into my mouth. When her boots were done, she had me remove them, and her socks and message her feet. I welcomed the chance to lick and suck at her curlie toes. With wide strokes my tongue lapped at the arch of her foot, which lay upon the bridge of my nose. All at once, she pulled her foot away and I stopped. "Such a good little girl," she said, mockingly. "Let's see if you are so willing to do your next chore". She laughed a laugh that scared and excited me at the same time. She took the bandana that had worked so well as a gag and twirled it round and round, she then tied it around my eyes as a blindfold. Gosh, what would I be made to do next.... *to be continued* --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 20:16:45 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: SUNDAY 11 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- On my knees, in my own personal darkness, I couldnt tell what was going to happen. I felt a collar being looped round my neck and buckled. I heard the rustling of a leash, then felt its weight on my neck as I was pulled across the room. I could hear people moving about, but they were nearly soundless. The pulling on my collar stopped, and I knelt on the floor waiting. I was told to lie on my back, and I quickly obeyed. Instantly, I felt something brush against my nose. It was a foot, and I waited for the command I knew was comming. "Lick it", said Mistress Kathleen. I complied, lathing the undersole with my tongue and sucking toe after toe. When one was removed, another took its place. I was made to shimmy on my back down a seemingly unending line of feet, toes and ankles. I once again could feel my pussy starting to awaken. After about an hour, I was pulled up to my knees, and told to lean on my elbows. I felt totally vulnerable as I heard comments on my body. I jumped when a hand came down upon the back of my thigh and pushed my legs even further apart. The wetness of my juices had made my thighs sticky and I knew everyone could see how slick I was. How wanton. I heard Master Jerry talking To Marc about the way my butt was sticking up in the air...how it looked like it was longing to be used again. Then there was silence. I heard the whistle before I felt it hit. The sting of the crop pushed me forward two or three inces. I did my best to remain in one spot, but my aching butt swayed in the air, trying to cool itself, evading the sting on the leather and bone. Someone was kneeling in front of me, holding me in place by my shoulders, I wanted to run so badly, but knew the consequences of such an act would brand me a wimp for life. No one would go near me if I did. So, I took the cropping like a good girl, moaning and sobbing out my pain to seemingly deaf ears. At long last the cruel punishment of my rear end was over. I still knelt with my buttocks in the air, but my body was finally starting to relax. That is, it was, before I felt the first cold drop of water hit my cheeks, letting me know we were far from over. (Cont.) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301) Date: Sun Nov 18 1990 20:47:46 From: Butchi 1 To: All Subj: Re: SUNDAY 12 Attr: tielines ------------------------------- Cold ice was being rubbed over my buttocks. I was finally getting the relief that I so needed. I could feel the water dripping down my thigh, cooling me. SPLASH, PAIN! I felt the first dollop of wax come down across my thighs and jumped. Someone came in front of me and held me in place as even more wax dropped onto my poor, bruised arse. I could feel the flame burning off the little hairs on the backs of my thighs, then moving back up to splash was on my butt. A rivulet of was was creeping dangerously close to my hot, wet hole. I screamed Ice, but got no cooling down period. Wax continued to drip across my back, ass and thighs. Ice was run over my back again. And I started to relax. I heard laughter, but couldnt make out what they were laughing at. It was then that I felt a greased fingers teasing around my ass whole. It entered me slowly... going in and out gently until I became accustomed to it. Then it just remained there. SPLASH. It wasn't a finger, it was a candle! I could feel the hot river of wax creeping even closer to my pussy and screamed FIRE. After a second or two, the candle was removed, and I was iced down again. I was then told to roll on to my back. I knew it was coming, but still the first dollop of wax on my still clamped nipples made me moan. The was was dripped over my stomache, and between my burning thighs. I was drenched, even before the ice came down upon me again. I was made to stand and lean over someones lap. I wasn't sure who it was, but I knew it was a man. I could feel the bulge of his hardened cock through his pants and against my belly. After being told to stay totally still, lest I get cut, the was was slowly scraped from my back side. I was then rolled over, pulled, and laid across the laps of three people. Two of them were men. Ice was applied to my nipples and I shuddered at the cold. I heard it clink back into a glass and felt 6 hands on me at once. Two were squeezing my nipples, cracking the wax that had been there. Two were scraping the wax off of my thighs with a knife, and two were taking the wax out of my pubes and pulling it off of my stomache. I didnt know how much more of this I could take! The man who had been scraping my thighs ran his fingers up my pinkened thighs and brushed the length of my pubes lightly. I moaned softly, then louder as his fingers ran over the full length of my sex. His fingers toyed with my clit, bringing it higher and higher, harder and harder until I was about to cum. I warned that I was close, and everything stopped. Would I ever get any relief? (Cont.) --- TBBS v2.1/NM * Origin: Home of *RANA* LIC 516-481-9256 HST [K'Net/NCC/Fido] (2600/301)