Summer Surprise

After witnessing Evelyn in submission, Dianne is curious. Chloe researches the topic and plans an afternoon of submission for her to try out. It exceeds Dianne’s expectations, making her consider if she wants it to go further. This chapter will fall under the BDSM category as it would be mostly in that. It contains oral sex, lesbian sex, group sex, punishment, orgasm denial, interracial sex, and public masturbation. There are no STD’s or COVID virus in this fantasy. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his help.

 

Summer Surprise, Part 7

 

For the next several days, Chloe was constantly busy. She was up early, secluded in her room much of the day, off to perform, come back to the computer in her room, getting into bed late, when Matt and Dianne were already asleep or preparing to sleep. This made her unavailable to her lovers and made both of them wonder if they’d done something wrong or had offended her in some way.

Dianne was the first to approach her, on Wednesday.

“Have Matt or I done something to hurt you?”

“Hell no! Why would you think that?”

“I guess the primary reason is you haven’t had sex with us since before our trip to Madison. As soon as Babs and Erin left, you disappeared into your room and except for a few hours sleeping each night, haven’t really joined us in our bed. You have similar sexual appetites to our own healthy ones, but you’re not partaking.”

“Okay, I could see where you might get that impression, but I’m doing a lot of research right now and I have a limited amount time to do so.”

“Something for school then?”

“Not really school either, more the next drama production I’m planning. I can’t really talk about it right now as it’s kind of a secret.”

“Does it have to do with Monica?”

“No, not Monica. Someone else near and dear to my heart.”

“Matt then?”

“Matt will play a part, sure.”

“There’s nothing else you can say about it? When will I get to know what it’s about?”

“My show closes on Saturday night and for the first time, I’m not going to need to think about Monica every day. I was thinking of Sunday as we could have all day. Get your homework done on Friday and Saturday because Sunday you’ll be very busy. I can’t say more right now, but I think you’re going to love it. I’m hopeful anyway.”

“Okay. I just wanted to make sure.”

On Friday, Chloe came to Matt. “I need you to buy some things tomorrow. I’ll reimburse you for whatever you spend.”

“What’s up?”

“You know how aroused Dianne became from watching Evelyn’s submission. She seemed entranced by it and from the sounds of things, enjoyed it even more at Ethel’s. It’s made me wonder if there’s something going on in that head of hers and I’d like to test it out on Sunday. I’ve been doing some research on the subject. That’s what I’ve been spending so much time doing the past few days. Research, as I don’t want to do anything which might hurt her. She did say she might be willing to engage in submission for a few hours. I’d like to test that out, but I want to talk to you about a couple things first. I’m going to push her hard and you should know what I have planned and agree to it, since it is your girlfriend.”

“What did you have in mind?”

Chloe told him what she had planned. Some of it sounded amazing, some of it shocked and even scared him and made him nervous.

“Are you sure we should do this?” Matt asked.

“If she hadn’t gotten so excited by what happened to Evelyn, I’d say no. But I’m the one who will do it, so if it blows up in my face, she’ll blame me and not you.”

“But you want me to tell her I’m okay with whatever happens.”

“That’s to reassure her you won’t hold her responsible for what happens. She’ll have the ability to stop it herself if it starts to go someplace she doesn’t want to go. She’ll have safe words to use. If she does, it stops, no questions asked. I think she’ll enjoy it, but we’ll have to see.”

“Give me a list,” Matt said. “Saturday, I’ll get everything you need.”

“I’ll make the phone calls today. A little advance notice is good.”

That night, Chloe joined them early enough to engage in sex with both of them. They were cuddled together in post-coital bliss. “A week ago, you suggested you might be willing to try being a submissive for a few hours. Are you still interested in doing so?”

Dianne turned to look at Matt. “I’d like to see what it’s like. Do you have an objection if I try it?”

“Since you were so excited and aroused by what happened to Evelyn, I think it would be interesting to see what you’d be like in the same circumstances.”

“Who’s going to be in charge of me?”

“I’m going to defer to Chloe. She’s been doing some research so she can make sure you’re not hurt if you get punished for disobedience.”

“Please tell me you did more research than watch a couple episodes of Helga, the Nazi Dominatrix?”

Chloe laughed. “A lot more. I’m reasonably certain I can keep you amused for a few hours.”

“I suppose that’s what you have tentatively planned for Sunday?”

“Indeed I do. Plan on getting up at 7:30, having breakfast and a shower and I’ll take control of you at 8:30 until you indicate you want to stop.”

“Okay. I guess we have a date.”

“You might want to start practicing,” Chloe said.

“Practicing what?”

“Calling me, Mistress. Failure to do so on Sunday will be a punishable offense.”

“Really?”

“And truly.”

“Would you lick my pussy again, Mistress?” Dianne asked.

“Since you ask so nicely, it would be my pleasure,” Chloe laughed.

Chloe slithered down Dianne’s body and quickly found the damp folds of her lover. In a few minutes, Chloe felt Matt lift her hips and slide into her own wet love tunnel, her moans smothered in Dianne’s humid sex. Great fun was had by all.

******

The next day had Chloe doing more research, her homework and heading off to do her final Madison Massacre performance. Matt purchased the things off Chloe’s list. He only had suspicions how she was going to use some of them. He brought them into Chloe’s old room where she was on her computer, working. The rest of the day, Matt and Dianne did all of their homework because they knew they wouldn’t have time to do it tomorrow.

Chloe reminded Dianne to keep practicing for her submission by calling her Mistress. It was usually limited to when they ate at breakfast and lunch and Dianne managed to remember only half of the time.

“That’s five more,” Chloe said after reminding Dianne she forgot again at lunch. “You might end up with a very sore bottom tomorrow if you can’t do better remembering than you are now.”

“I’m sure it will be easier to remember when it’s actually happening, Mistress, and we’re actually spending time together, instead of in fits and starts.”

“Your ass will certainly hope so, Dianne. You may expect to get five swats for every time you miss addressing me by my proper title.”

“Are there any other rules I need to be aware of, Mistress?”

“Of course. Perhaps ten or so. You’ll be given the rules in the morning. The most important rule will be to obey my every command implicitly. I won’t expect you to do anything you haven’t done at some other time in your life. You’ll just be doing it for me now, at my command. Expect you’ll be licking a lot of pussy tomorrow, and since you’re Matt’s girlfriend, he should get rewarded with a little sex as well..”

“More sex with you would be fun. You haven’t been available much the past week, Mistress.”

“Research, dahling. One must prepare for a role. You don’t need to prepare for yours, just be an obedient little girl.”

“Why do I feel this sense of doom?”

“That’s another five,” Chloe laughed. “No clue. I’m expecting you to have some of the greatest orgasms of your life if it all works out.”

Chloe didn’t come straight home after her performance, having other things to take care of. She slipped into bed with them after they were both asleep. She wrapped her arms around Dianne and felt her wiggle her ass against her hips. She softly kissed her neck and went to sleep.

******

“Wakey, wakey. Rise and shine beautiful. You become a slave in hour. I’ve got some breakfast sitting on the table for you after which you need to take a good shower. Thoroughly clean all your nooks and crannies. As soon as you get out of the shower, we’ll cover all your rules.”

“Okay,” Dianne muttered, sleepily. She looked around briefly. “Where’s Matt?”

“That would be five more. You need to catch on fairly quickly, my love, or you might not be able to sit in all your classes this week. Matt went out to pick up some things. He’ll be home shortly after your submission starts. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t want him missing out on what a delicious little slut you’ll be turned into. Oh, don’t bother putting any clothes on. Clothes are becoming a non-essential item for you for the next few hours.”

“What about you, Mistress?” Dianne said. “Won’t you be naked as well?”

“I’ll remove my clothes when necessary, but how will you tell the slave from the Domme if everyone is naked.”

“Good point, Mistress.”

Dianne went into the kitchen and found scrambled eggs and bacon prepared for her, along with a small glass of orange juice.

“May I get more to drink, Mistress?” Dianne asked.

“I don’t think so. You will spend part of the day confined and unable to use the facilities. It’s best you don’t have an overpowering urge to pee.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Dianne ate her breakfast, then went into the bathroom, took a shower, thoroughly scrubbing herself. Since she was going to be having lots of sex today, she dabbed a little perfume at the hollow of her neck, her wrists, under her breasts and some on either side of her vulva where her legs met her torso. She brushed her teeth, and blow dried her hair, tying it back in a pony tail. Something for someone to hang onto when they were fucking her. Dianne found herself getting aroused at what might be happening soon. It was almost like contemplating the first time she’d had sex with Matt, or even Chloe. It was like opening a door to something unknown but still exciting.

When she reentered the bedroom, she saw the bedroom had been somewhat transformed. There was another comforter over the bed, an older, more battered one. There were ropes at the head and foot of the bed she could see, and she assumed there were others on the opposite side. Chloe was sitting on the bed, with a number of things laying on the bed beside her. Dianne recognized a collar.

“Stand in front of me,” Chloe ordered. “Spread your feet three feet apart and put your hands behind your back at your waist while we cover your instructions.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Chloe waited until Dianne had found the indicated position and she noted the signs of moisture forming on Dianne’s pussy. Her nipples looked like tiny pegs and her pubic lips looked puffy from the blood pumping to them.

“That’s rule number one. Address me at all times as either Mistress or Miss Chloe. Failure to do so will result in five swats to your ass. You’re agreeing to be my submissive until you tell me you want to quit. I will give you the safe words in a moment. But I don’t want merely a submissive, I want a sex slave like Evelyn, someone who will do their utmost to provide me with sexual gratification. Do you agree you will be my sex slave?”

“Yes, Mistress, as long as I am not required to do anything I haven’t done before.”

“Then rule number two is you accept my collar and as long as you wear it, you’ll accept all of my commands. Failure to obey an order will result in ten swats to your delectable derrière. You belong to me now.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

“Rule number three is your sexuality now belongs to me. I’m in charge of your mouth, your pussy and your ass. All three belong to me until this ends. As such, you will ask for permission to orgasm. I won’t always grant you permission. You’ll have to earn your orgasms by being sexually pleasing. Since you need to ask for permission to cum, cumming without permission is also a punishable offense. Failure to ask for permission or cumming after permission is denied will result in ten swats to your ass for each offense. If I tell you to lick cunt or suck cock, you’ll do so without hesitation as I own your mouth. Nor can you touch yourself without my permission. Your breasts and pussy will only be touched if I say so. Any questions about rule number three?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Rule number four is the positions to assume when I order them. You’re in what is called a relaxed Display position. If I tell you to display, you will assume the current position you’re in, except your fingers are to be laced behind your neck with your shoulders thrown back. This has the effect of displaying all of your charms to me, and keeping your breasts high and full. Assume the display position now.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Dianne assumed the position. Chloe stood up and moved in front of her. She reached out and touched Dianne’s cheek, then ran a hand down her chest to cup a breast and test the tautness of the nipple, before lowering her hand and cupping Dianne’s sex. Dianne gasped.

“You’re very wet now, Dianne. You like the thought of becoming my slave?”

“I am aroused, Mistress. I’m anticipating a lot of sex today.”

Chloe moved her hand over Dianne’s buttocks and down through her crease. Dianne clenched her butt as Chloe’s finger approached her back door.

“Relax your ass, slave. This hole belongs to me too.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Dianne relaxed and Chloe’s finger trailed across the pucker.

“Not only are all of your womanly charms on display for me, but this position allows me to touch you almost anywhere other than the soles of your feet. When ordered to Display, you will remain in this position and allow yourself to be touched. If you are in this position and I tell you to relax, you may lower your hands to behind your waist, but still keeping your shoulders back to thrust your breasts out. Unless I tell you to sit in a chair, the only other position common to your slavery will be kneeling. The command for kneeling will be Kneel, or I may tell you to break display. You will get on your knees with your legs widely separated so I can see your pussy. You may sit back on your heels with your back straight and shoulders back. Why don’t you kneel now and show me you understand the position.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Dianne knelt down and Chloe had her spread her knees a little further.

“Five. If I want you to sit in a chair, I will tell you to sit in a chair and which one. If I do have you sit in a chair, it will frequently be so I may tie you to it. If I have you lie on the bed, you will usually be bound to it so you’re helpless. Unless I’m allowing you to wait on me, expect some part of your anatomy to be tied, or leashed. I want you feeling helpless most of the time, subject to whatever I want to do to you.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Six, I’m going to keep your eyes covered at all times. I want you to be in darkness and unable to see what else I have planned for you. I have a hood here. I’m going to put it over your head now. It will also muffle sounds somewhat. It buckles in the back so it can’t be easily removed if you should panic. Being without your sight and with limited hearing should heighten your other senses, particularly touch. The lightest breeze or softest touch should stimulate you as a result. You’ll be able to hear me give you orders, and other louder noises. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Chloe fitted the hood around Dianne’s hood, buckling it under the ponytail, letting that extend out of the hood. Dianne’s world descended into darkness. She couldn’t really hear Chloe move around and was surprised when Chloe touched her again, sliding a finger through her sex. She gasped.

“Are you starting to feel your helplessness now, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Since you can’t see, you’ll be led anywhere you need to go so you don’t stumble into anything. Seven, I’m going to put cuffs around your wrists and ankles so I may more easily confine you and increase your sense of helplessness. I’m going to put them on you now.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Dianne sensed Chloe kneel in front of her and fasten cuffs around her ankles, then Chloe stood and moved behind her to fasten cuffs to her wrists.

“Relax, slave,” Chloe ordered and Dianne put her hands down and she felt Chloe clip her hands together behind her back. While standing behind her, Chloe reached her hands around and fondled Dianne’s breasts. Dianne moaned. She didn’t think her nipples could get any harder than they’d been, but Chloe put the lie to it. Dianne’s nipples were so hard they ached as Chloe fingered them.

“Number eight, I’m also adding a belt to your waist and thigh cuffs to your legs. They give me convenient places to fasten your ankle cuffs and wrist cuffs to. Stand steady, slave.”

“Yes,” Dianne whispered. It seemed she could feel fluids running down her legs, though she couldn’t see if it was true.

“That’s five, Dianne. You neglected to call me Mistress or Miss Chloe.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Chloe.”

Chloe buckled a belt around her waist and thigh cuffs to her legs.

“You’re leaking like a sieve, slave. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen such a soggy cunt without a load of male cum dripping out of it. Are you a naughty slut?”

“Yes, Miss Chloe. I must be.”

“I think so too. A needy, sex starved, slut.”

Chloe ran a finger through Dianne’s slit again, from sheath to clit and Dianne spasmed, moaning, becoming unsteady on her feet to the point Chloe felt she had to hold her so she didn’t fall.

“My goodness girl. Climaxing without permission is ten more strokes. You’re up to fifteen already and we’ve hardly started.” She kissed Dianne. “I think we’ll have so much fun today.”

“Yes, Mistress. It appears so.”

“Nine. As a slave, you belong at the bottom of any hierarchy. You don’t own a mouth, I own a pie hole. You don’t own a pussy, I own a cunt. You don’t own breasts, I own tits, you don’t own buttocks, I own an ass. You don’t own an anus, I own an asshole. If you use any words other than the ones I’ve given you for your bodily parts, it will be five strokes to your ass. If you want to have sex, you’ll beg to be fucked in the cunt or asshole or pie hole because I own them and that’s what you’ll call them. I have breasts, pussy, buttocks, anus. If you refer to those, you’re talking about my personal body parts, not yours. Understood?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Let me hear you say you want to touch my cunt and ask for permission to cum.”

“Mistress, may I touch your cunt and may I please orgasm?”

“You may touch my cunt, but you don’t have permission to cum yet. Ask again when you get close.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

Chloe released Dianne’s wrist cuffs and Dianne immediately put her hand on her sex and started stroking herself. Within a couple minutes she was begging to cum.

“Not yet, ten more seconds. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, cum”

Dianne had the start of a powerful orgasm, jerking shakily as she exploded.

“Take your filthy hands off my cunt,” Chloe said. Dianne yanked her hands away, killing the orgasm before it was fully born, frustrating her no end.

“Please, let me finish,” Dianne complained.

“Five more swats to your ass, slave. You forgot to say ‘Mistress’ and for that, you can’t finish. I want you craving sex today.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

“Our final order of business is your safe words. If you say ‘Sprinkles’, we will pause what we’re doing. I’m still a novice at this whole Mistress thing, so I might make a mistake. If you say “Sprinkles,’ I will ask what is wrong. If I’m striking you too hard or too fast during a punishment, I will ease up. Or we can discuss any other problem which you’re having with your slavery. If you say ‘Chocolate Sprinkles’, your slavery is ended. I remove my collar and any other accoutrements you may be wearing. You may put on clothes. If you are otherwise enjoying your slavery, but one thing is bothering you, I encourage you to say ‘Sprinkles’ first. Once you say ‘Chocolate Sprinkles’, you’re done for the day and we won’t continue. Your slavery is ended. Do you understand what your safe words are and how to use them.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

“Before we go out in the living room, I’m going to put a plug in my ass. I want you to bend over the bed so I can insert it. I’ll help lower you to your knees.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Chloe helped Dianne bend over the bed, then she fastened Dianne’s wrist cuffs to her belt. Chloe took some lube and oiled up her slave’s starred sphincter, then the metal plug. It was fairly large and she had to work it into Dianne’s ass, all while Dianne grunted and moaned as her asshole was stretched around the thick plug. It had to be at least as large as the one she’d worn to prepare for Matt’s ass fucking, and possibly larger. When it was fully inserted, Dianne felt something soft rubbing against her legs.

“Mistress, I feel something on my legs. Are you tickling me?”

“No, dear one. That’s a foxtail attached your plug. You will feel it tickling your legs all day unless we decide to fuck my ass. Matt picked it out for you. I was thinking a horse tail, but I think he made a good choice, don’t you, because you’re definitely a fox.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

Dianne wiggled her ass around to see what it felt like swishing between her legs. Was it the lack of sight or the diminished hearing, or simply that she was so wound up, but the furry appendage felt good against her legs and made her desire to cum again, especially as the last one had ended so badly.

Chloe helped her stand and led her into the living room. “I want you to display standing right here so Matt can see you as soon as he walks through the door. I’m going to turn some music on, fairly low, but it will further confound your hearing. You’ll be reduced to taste, touch and smell.”

Dianne snapped into the display position.

“Five more for not acknowledging my order and addressing me as Mistress,” Chloe said, matter-of-factly. “You’re up to twenty-five. Learn quickly slave.”

“Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry, Mistress.”

“How do you feel, slave?”

“Like I’m ready to pop, Miss Chloe. That the slightest touch will set me off.”

“Good. I like needy slave girls who’ll beg me to cum.”

Dianne stood there quietly as Chloe turned on the music, her feet apart, her hands behind her head. She knew there was liquid running down her leg now. Her aborted orgasm and steep level of arousal ensuring fluid flow. She heard a knock on the door and flinched.

“Don’t worry, slave. It’s Matt. I told him to knock when he got here.”

Chloe opened the door. Dianne barely heard the deadbolt over the music and the muffling effect of her mask.

“Matt, why don’t you feel Dianne up and tell me how wet she is, how ready to be a slut slave for us. Remind her she’s not responsible for anything she does today as she’s acting on my orders, with your okay to use her like a slut. You’ll need to get closer as she can’t hear very well with the mask on.”

The first Dianne knew Matt was beside her is when he kissed her. “I won’t hold you responsible for anything you do in compliance with Chloe’s orders,” Matt said, before he started feeling her up, one hand on a breast and one on her sex, a finger inserted in her pussy. Dianne moaned.

“Mistress, I’m right on the edge of cumming. May I cum please?”

“Not yet. Matt stop for a time. She needs to earn her orgasms today except what she gets to prepare her for her spanking. You can enjoy a blow job in a little while. The naughty slut has already earned twenty-five swats, just since I put my collar on her. She failed to use Mistress or Miss Chloe when she addressed me three times and already climaxed without permission. We’ll start with her spanking so in the event she earns more, it won’t be so brutal. How wet is she?”

“Soaking,” Matt said. “My fingers are totally slimed.”

“It seems Dianne enjoys her slavery a lot. She enjoys being a naked slave slut for us.”

“It would seem so.”

“How do you like the foxtail in her ass. It’s a nice touch, isn’t it? Good choice, by the way. When you’re dealing with a fox, you should advertise. Do you think we should lead her around campus like this?”

“Do you think she could live it down for the next two and a half years? I mean we’re seniors. We’ll be done in a month. Our humiliation would be over in no time. She’d have to go to classes for the next couple years knowing she’d been exhibited as a slave slut to everyone.”

“It would be rough, no question,” Chloe said. “Wander around the quad naked with a foxtail dangling out of her ass, being led on a leash. I don’t think you ever live that down.”

“We wouldn’t want her to be arrested,” Matt said.

“I suppose not, but I think imagining it is making our little slut more aroused than ever. Just touch her clit for a second.”

Matt reached out and lightly touched Dianne’s clitoris and she screamed and climaxed again. Matt, shoved two fingers up her twat and let her ride this one out. Dianne tried to hold her posture, but she was shaking and bouncing up and down on his fingers.

“Ten more swats. Oh, wow. I knew we should have done the others before. She’s up to thirty-five now,” Chloe said.

“Better do it now. She looks like she could orgasm again any minute.”

Chloe got a wooden chair from the kitchen and set it down on the floor. She took Dianne’s arm and directed her to sit on it. She stuffed a couple cushions behind Dianne’s back so she was forced to sit at the front of the chair. Chloe clipped her wrist cuffs to the belt on Dianne’s waist, then torqued the belt around so Dianne’s right hand could reach her pussy. She used plastic tape to strap Dianne’s torso to the chair and spread her legs apart and attached her ankle cuffs to the back chair legs. When she was finished, everyone could see Dianne’s aroused, sopping wet, cunt. Her clit was hard and poking from its protective folds.

“Since I’m new at this, Dianne,” Chloe said, “I was going to give you three orgasms before your spanking, so I’ll fill you up with endorphins, but you’ve already had one. That only leaves two left, but we’re not going to give them to you. You’re going to masturbate yourself. Remember how you masturbated for Delphine and Matt. Now you’re going to do it for us. Tell me what you want, slave.”

“I want to touch your cunt until I cum, Mistress.”

“Will you rub my clit or shove your fingers into my cunt?” Chloe asked.

“Both Mistress. I’ll shove fingers into your cunt and stroke your clit.”

“Get going then, show us what a nasty slut you can be. Start touching yourself and don’t forget you need to ask for permission and get it before you orgasm.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

“Would you like Matt to shove his cock into my pie hole while you touch yourself, slut?”

“Please, Mistress. I want his cock in your pie hole. I want him to shoot his cum into your pie hole so I can swallow it all.”

“You heard her Matt. Fill that hungry pie hole.”

Matt unzipped his fly and released his hard cock. He touched it to Dianne’s lips and she opened and let him shove it in.

“Not too deep, Matt. I want her to beg to cum and she can’t do that if your cock is jammed down her throat.”

Matt grabbed Dianne’s ponytail and started thrusting, doing most of the work himself, only giving her the top two or three inches of his cock. Dianne started touching herself, going slowly she was so sensitive now. Her last orgasm had come out of nowhere. Just one tiny touch. Was it being naked the way she was, their conversation about leading her around campus, or just everything put together. She knew if she wasn’t careful, she’d cum easily, without any more warning than she had last time and it was hard to imagine getting more than thirty-five swats to her ass. Chloe hadn’t been able to take more than a dozen, though Bill was probably much stronger than Chloe was.

Dianne was right. In just a few minutes, she was ready to cum again. When Matt had almost pulled out, Dianne gasped, “Please, Mistress, I need to cum.”

“You need to earn your orgasm, slave. You can cum when Matt cums. Keep your fingers in my cunt, but quit moving them until Matt cums in my pie hole. After you swallow all his juice, you have my permission to get yourself off, but stop touching yourself as soon as it starts.”

“It will ruin my orgasm, Miss Chloe. Please let me finish it.”

“I told you I want you hungry. Are you thinking of disobeying me?”

“No Mistress. I’ll obey.”

Matt continued fucking Dianne’s mouth. Since she’d quit masturbating essentially, only holding her fingers in her pussy, Matt was able to push deeper and was soon fucking her throat. Matt was so wound up, it wasn’t taking him long to release either. As soon as Dianne felt his cock swelling in her mouth and the first hot jet of cum hit the back of her throat, she started jilling herself again. Before Matt finished blasting his load, Dianne started cumming, but obediently, stopped masturbating and killed her orgasm, which felt like it was going to be even harder than the last one she ruined. Instead, it fizzled.

Matt pulled out of Dianne’s mouth and she hastily sucked him to get the last of his cream and clean his cock off. He tucked himself away and zipped his jeans up.

“Very good, slave. I love how obedient you are. I’ll bet you’re anxious to have a real good orgasm now, aren’t you.”

“Oh yes, Mistress. Please.”

“Matt, you did purchase that item at the grocery this morning, didn’t you?”

“I sure did.”

“Give it to Dianne. Let her see how she’s going to orgasm for us next.”

Matt went to the kitchen counter and dug into the grocery bag. He pulled out a vegetable and walked back and placed it into Dianne’s right hand.”

“What is this, Mistress?” Dianne asked.

“You tell me and I’ll let you orgasm twice more.”

Dianne could only handle it with her fight hand, her left still pinned to her belt, but it didn’t take too much to figure out what it was.

“A cucumber, Miss Chloe? You want me to fuck my cunt with a cucumber?”

“Not your cunt; my cunt. I own it now and yes, I want you to fuck my naughty slave’s cunt with a cucumber. And since you guessed right, you may orgasm twice. However, I want you to kill the first one again. As soon as you start to orgasm, you’ll pull the cucumber out and let it die, then await further instructions. The second orgasm you can go all the way and cum as hard as you want. Any questions? Tell me what you want and what you’re going to do for me.”

“Yes, Mistress. I’m going to fuck your dirty slave’s cunt with a cucumber until I cum. As soon as it starts, I’ll pull it out and let it die, then wait for you to tell me what to do next.”

“Good girl. I’m so proud of you.”

Why did Dianne get a tingle in her groin and her nipples pucker so when Chloe called her a good girl? She slowly inserted the cucumber in her pussy and started fucking herself with it. She was still wound up tighter than a drum. It was like a nice dildo, though perhaps bigger and cooler than her dildo was. She hadn’t used one in so long because of the great sex she was having with Matt, but it wasn’t like she’d forgotten how. In addition to thrusting it in and out of her inflamed pussy, she gave it a half twist each time she reached the tip, then reversed it when she pushed it back in.

Dianne couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so hot and bothered and needed to cum so badly. That vegetable was splitting her open and she was loving it.

“Permission to cum, Miss Chloe. I’m very close.”

“You may cum, slave, but don’t forget to ruin it.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Another couple strokes was all it took and Dianne started to spasm. She immediately removed the cucumber and let this next orgasm die almost as soon as it flowered. She was getting desperate. She waited for Chloe’s next instruction.

“You slimed that cucumber pretty good, slave. I think you should lick it clean before you fuck my cunt again. Matt, she can’t reach my pie hole. Help her out, won’t you?”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

Matt took the cucumber and fucked Dianne’s mouth with it, giving her the opportunity to lick and suck the cucumber clean until only her saliva glistened on it.

“It looks pretty clean, Chloe. I don’t think she left a drop of cum on it,” Matt said.

“Good girl, slave. Now remember how I said you needed to earn your orgasms. I gave you two orgasms first for your spanking, but as soon as Matt releases you from the chair, I expect you to crawl between my legs and lick my pussy with my pie hole, after which we’ll give you your spanking.”

“I can’t see you, Mistress. Are you going to remove my hood?”

“No, I’ll just call hot or cold until you find me.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“What are you going to do now, slave.”

“I’m going to fuck your cunt with a cucumber and I’m going to cum as hard as I want, after which Matt will release me and I’ll crawl to you and lick your pussy to two orgasms, then you’ll spank your naughty slave’s ass for cumming without permission and not addressing you properly, Mistress.”

“Very good. I’m so proud of you. Carry on. Let’s see how big of a climax my nasty slut can have fucking herself with a cucumber. Don’t forget to ask for permission to cum.”

Dianne started fucking herself with the cucumber. It was warmer now, heated up the last time it had been in her pussy. As crazy and strange as it sounded, Dianne was enjoying fucking herself with a vegetable. It was depraved, but so exciting to be doing it at the behest of her Mistress, even one as temporary as Chloe. She could feel it building inside of her, the mother of all orgasms. The climax all the others had tried to be before they were ruined under Chloe’s orders. She’d been wound up ever since she woke up and nothing which had happened so far had managed to relieve that pressure. Everything had just stoked the fires a little higher and built up the steam. She could feel the wetness all over the insides of her legs and running down the crack of her ass.

“Mistress, I need to cum. May I have permission to cum, please?”

“Not yet. Hold it. And I think you should beg a little harder. Put some heart in it.”

Dianne did what she could to stave off the approaching tidal wave, slowing down her fucking. Despite her attempts to dampen the fire, it was still building.

“Please, Mistress. I’m begging you. Please let me cum!”

“That’s a little better. I detect a hint of desperation now. I think you can do better still.”

“Miss Chloe, I don’t know how much longer I can hold it. I’m ready to explode. Please let me cum. I’ll do anything.”

“Anything. I like that. Ten more seconds, slave. When I say cum, you may cum. Five, four, three, two, one, cum.”

Dianne started shaking so hard she almost knocked the chair over. It was a sight to behold. Her pussy spasming on the cucumber so hard it was crushing it. Her screams rending the air as she continued fucking herself, all of her orgasm spilling over, waves of pleasure shooting through her body like lightning, her fluids leaking all over the chair seat. For nearly four minutes, she climaxed and even when it eventually died, she would still quiver at random intervals as an aftershock swept through her body.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite like that. Have you, Matt?”

“I have not,” he replied. “I’ve never seen anything like that even in a porn movie. That was fucking amazing. Did you get all of it on camera, Chloe? Dianne might want to watch that later.”

“I sure did. Every second of it from the time she was secured to the chair. I’ll bet if Dianne watches it, she’ll cum again just from the memory of that orgasm. Pull that cucumber out of her cunt now. I want her to eat it.”

Matt pulled the cucumber out now that Dianne’s orgasm was over. He held it up to her mouth and she took a big bite, tasting her nectar, like dressing, on the fat vegetable. She chewed it, swallowed and Matt fed her more until she’d eaten the whole thing.

“Release her. Let her reward me for that orgasm. Kind of point her in the right direction.”

Matt released Dianne’s legs, her torso, then her hands, let her sink to her hands and knees and pointed her in Chloe’s direction. Dianne looked wobbly as she crawled across the floor in the direction of Chloe’s voice.

“Good girl, slave, this way. I’ll bet my pussy is almost as wet as my cunt. That was so exciting to watch. Keep coming, you’re almost here.”

Dianne bumped into Chloe’s leg and felt around until she found the other one. Chloe spread them apart and Dianne went between them. Chloe was right. Having her sight eliminated and her hearing muffled had intensified her other senses. The taste and feel of Matt’s hot sperm as it shot into her mouth, the feeling of the carpet under her hands and knees, the ceiling fans blowing air across her skin, her puckered nipples, her wet folds. Everything was magnified, even the scent of Chloe’s ripe pussy in front of her, so rich and pungent. She stuck her tongue out and tasted her, the dampness, the tanginess, the tartness of her sex. Dianne wanted to bury herself in Chloe’s pussy, lap at the liquid nectar dripping so freely from her honey pot. Never had she wanted to taste a woman more than she did now.

Lapping eagerly at her Mistress’ folds, Dianne quickly brought Chloe to her first orgasm, her Mistress as aroused by controlling her naughty slave as Dianne was being the submissive slave slut for her. She slowed down for the second one, knowing her Mistress would appreciate a slower, more personal touch now that her immediate need was taken care of. Chloe definitely needed to be rewarded for the mind blowing orgasm Dianne had received. Taking her time, Chloe didn’t have the second for over ten minutes, moaning softly and holding Dianne’s face against her flowing pussy. Chloe patted Dianne’s head when her orgasm was over.

“Very good, slave. That last orgasm was as good as any orgasm I ever received from a lesbian. I think we can safely say you’re no longer hetero. You’re a bisexual slut for sure. Over my lap now. Let’s take care of your spanking. I’m going to be using a wooden spoon on my ass. I remind you that I’m new at this. I’ve practiced whacking myself a few times to get a feel for this whole spanking thing since I’ve never done it before. I’ve even used it a few times on my breasts and pussy so I know I can use it on my tits and cunt. A reminder that you can say ‘Sprinkles’ if you feel I’m going too hard. I’ll lighten up.”

“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Miss Chloe. I’m glad I was pleasing to you. Do you wish me to count for you?”

“Matt can start the count. I want you to remember what Evelyn told us about subspace. I want you to sink into your mind, think about the orgasm you just had, let the warmth flow across your body like water. Don’t think about the pain. Let it wash away.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Dianne laid herself over Chloe’s lap. Chloe took a few moments to stroke and fondle the fine set of buns Dianne possessed. They were beautiful and they’d look even better once they were red. Chloe really had tried the spoon on herself, so she had a good idea of where she wanted to go with the punishment, but she decided to start even lighter, since Dianne might have a different pain tolerance than she did.

Chloe smacked Dianne’s bottom, not hard, more a flick of the wrist, but Dianne definitely felt it as she flinched. She didn’t squawk or squeal though, so it was a good start. There was a red mark on Dianne’s ass that lingered as Matt said, ‘one’. Chloe paused a moment, giving Dianne time to say anything, then brought the spoon down a second time, a little harder. “Two,” Matt said. Dianne flinched a little harder, but still remained quiet. The third, a little harder yet, and Dianne squeaked, so Chloe had found the sweet spot.

Chloe had given Dianne fifteen strokes when she decided to spring the next surprise. She patted Dianne’s ass with her hand. Both buns were red now and quite warm compared to the rest of Dianne’s skin.

“How’s it going, Marty? Have you got a nice view of this delicious red ass?”

“A great view, Chloe. I’ve never seen a woman fuck herself with a vegetable before. Totally rad. Thank you for inviting us.”

Dianne was totally immersed in her spanking, having somewhat found subspace for herself, and getting along rather nicely despite the spanking. She could feel the warmth migrating from her hot buttocks to her pussy and she felt as liquid as she had earlier, almost enjoying the spanking. It took a few moments for everything to penetrate her conscious mind. Marty! What was Marty doing here?

“How about you, Yolanda. Are you enjoying yourself?”

Chloe gave Dianne another smack on the ass.

Yolanda answered, “I can’t believe Dianne’s cunt is leaking so much considering she’s getting spanked with a wooden spoon. If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

Yolanda? What the fuck!

“Erin, Babs, you doing okay over there?”

Suddenly, the dam burst. Dianne realized that everything she’d done from the time she left the bedroom, or at least since Matt arrived from the grocery store, had been observed by other people. Dianne’s masturbating, her fucking herself with the cucumber, then eating it, begging to be fucked and begging to cum, begging to suck Matt’s cock, sucking it and swallowing his cum, her massive orgasm, pleasuring Chloe to two orgasms and now getting her ass turned red. Every depraved thing she’d done had been witnessed by other people, her friends, not just her lovers.

Chloe whacked her again and Dianne orgasmed. No warning, another avalanche swept through her, washing away all her pride and dignity as her cunt spasmed a fifth time for her guests. Her moans were epic as she shook on Chloe’s lap. How far and fast had she fallen? How many people had witnessed her slutty behavior?

“Surprise,” Chloe said.

“How many, Mistress?” Dianne asked, weeping. “How many have seen my shame?”

“Just the six of us, your friends. What you did will never leave this room, although you’re not done yet. You’ll remember you did say ‘anything’ when I agreed to let you cum. You were thinking of having sex with Barbara and Erin. Think no longer. You will lick them both to orgasm. They may lick you back, but whether or not you cum is still up to me. Yolanda still hasn’t experienced a woman’s touch, but I can safely say you can show her how nice it can be, and she’s agreed to let Marty and Matt watch. Of course, you know the boys. Watching you pleasure Yolanda will likely cause their cocks to grow. They will either jack themselves off on you or something else equally humilating, as will be determined by me, for their relief. The only way you can earn more orgasms, is to provide them to others. I’ll determine when you’ve met that requirement and your Mistress will provide it if you earned it.”

Dianne didn’t know whether to be outraged or thankful for the best fucking orgasms of her life. She knew she would never have voluntarily done what she’d done. Submitting to Chloe had been the precipitating act to her debauchery but she’d loved every second of it, having off the charts orgasms in the process. Chloe let Dianne process that information, gave her time to decide what she was going to do. She couldn’t hear the others due to the hood and the music. It was almost as if they weren’t there, except she knew they were there, watching her, naked, wet, needy, a slave slut to her Mistress.

“Mistress, it seems to me I haven’t had all of my punishment yet and I just orgasmed again without permission.”

“You’re quite right, slave, but since you orgasmed during a punishment for orgasms, the ten strokes you get for that will be to my tits and my cunt.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

Chloe gave Dianne the remainder of her original thirty-five swats as Matt counted them out. The others may not be counting aloud, but she knew their eyes were intently watching every moment of her shaming, the wooden spoon smacking against her buttocks, her creamy cunt dripping beneath her red ass. Knowing they were witnessing her ignominy exciting her even more. She felt the warmth in her ass migrating to her pussy and knew she’d cum again. She had wondered how Evelyn could climax during a spanking and now she appreciated how it could happen. It was happening to her.

“Miss Chloe, your slave humbly begs for permission to cum. I’m going to orgasm rather quickly, I think.”

“You have my permission, slave.”

With the very next stroke, it happened, another convulsive, powerful orgasm and she felt a fresh flood of liquid run down her legs to be witnessed by her watchers. How could she cum so hard from a spanking?

Chloe continued to the end and Dianne was close to another before it was over.

“Boys, take the slave to the bedroom and tie her face up on the bed for the last ten strokes to my tits and my cunt.”

Marty and Matt led her to the bedroom and secured her with her wrist and ankle cuffs to the bed. Matt removed her mask and she looked at all the lust filled faces around her. Her lewd, promiscuous behavior had inflamed them all. Matt and Marty had rampant erections, though still hidden behind their clothes. The women’s blouses were unbuttoned and disheveled as if they’d been fondling themselves. Perhaps she wasn’t the only one who’d acted like a slut.

“Remember to use ‘sprinkles’ if I’m too harsh on you, slave.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

For the first time, Dianne saw the spoon which had been used on her ass. It still burned, but not nearly with the ferocity which might have been expected. Perhaps the orgasms really had eased the pain. Chloe smacked the bottom of one breast and Dianne jumped, whimpering, yet it wasn’t as bad as it could have been, and Dianne knew it. Chloe smacked the top of the same breast, then popped the nipple. Her nipples were so hard they ached, but got harder and pulsed after the pop. Dianne moaned throatily. Chloe did the same to the next one, bottom, top, dead center. Then Chloe had Erin and Barbara each suck on a nipple and Dianne almost climaxed again, it felt so good.

“Mistress, I might cum again, it feels so good. Please may I cum?”

“You can cum,” Chloe said.

Chloe had four more strokes to give her. One went to either side of her slit, tap, tap, bringing a fresh surge of blood to the affected area. One went directly to the mouth of her cunt and everyone in the room heard the splat, Dianne was so wet. More blood flushing her folds. Dianne knew instinctively where the last one would fall. She braced herself and sank into the feeling of the mouths suckling her nipples. Smack. It wasn’t hard. It didn’t have to be. The clit is a bundle of nerve endings and every one was on fire. She screamed, but not so much because it hurt, which it did, but because she had another monstrous orgasm. The whole bed shook from her shuddering release, low, deep moan after moan wrung from her throat.

Chloe stroked her cheek. “Open your eyes, slave.”

Dianne opened them staring into Chloe’s rich, brown eyes. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Did you enjoy your punishment, my slutty little slave?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good. You have duties to perform now. Since you’re bound to the bed, you’re pretty much at the mercy of everyone here. Expect to lick a lot of pussy. Everyone will play with you. Since I own this slave’s three fuck holes, I give two of them to all of you. Her foxtail remains in my ass. You can decide amongst yourselves how you will avail yourselves of them. The one requirement of the gift is no one may make Dianne cum. If she asks for permission, you will stop whatever you’re doing. When I’ve determined she’s been pleasing enough, I will gift her orgasm to her.”

It became somewhat of a free for all, determined solely by the other five. Chloe held Dianne’s hand and stroked her arms the entire time she was used as a sex toy. Erin and Barbara went first, removing their clothes and sharing her, Erin riding her face and Barbara lapping her pussy. Barbara had to stop several times when Dianne came close to cumming. Erin got two orgasms from it, then they swapped.

Dianne allowed herself to sink into the sinfulness of it all. She’d been in a faithful marriage to a soldier, then with Matt, recently allowing that to become a polyamorous relationship. In the space of four weeks, she was now fucking a room of six people. At the moment, she had no clue how it was going to go except they were keeping her on the edge of another gargantuan orgasm. As soon as she asked for permission, they left her alone until her arousal waned slightly.

Chloe kissed her when those two left her and Yolanda took their place. Yolanda rode her face while Marty nibbled at her cunt. Since she was so stinking stimulated it felt the lightest touch might trigger her, Marty barely needed to do much to keep her on edge and he could concentrate on what Dianne was doing to Yolanda, which was essentially give her orgasm after orgasm. As Chloe had intimated, Marty found himself so excited to watch Yolanda and Dianne, Yolanda only had to tug on his cock a few times to send a spray of cum all over both of them.

Yolanda got up to shower with Marty while Matt got a towel to wipe Dianne off. She was panting, having spent almost an hour buried in three cunts, lapping at dripping female organs. Yolanda had been particularly excited by their forbidden sex while watched by her boyfriend and left Dianne’s entire face soaked with feminine secretions. Chloe kissed her again.

“Your face is such a beautiful mess. I think we need to keep it covered with pussy juice. Matt, why don’t you fuck her now, but be careful not to let her cum.”

Matt had to enter her so slowly to keep her from cumming, it took an inch a minute for him to entrench his cock in her womb. Mostly, he had to hold still, unable to move lest he set her off. Dianne’s cunt was massaging his dick without any effort on his part as Erin and Barbara began nibbling and sucking her nipples again. She squirmed trying to get Matt to thrust, but he refused to surrender to her need. She was stretched so tight on the bed she couldn’t move or arch onto him. There was the plug in her ass and his big cock in her cunt and the two females nibbling her aching buds. Every time she begged to cum, Matt would hold still and the women would leave her breasts until she stopped begging.

Marty returned from the shower with Yolanda. Seeing Dianne’s mouth vacant, he laid his cock on her lips.

“Sprinkle,” Dianne gasped, pulling away from his suddenly resurgent cock.

“What is it, slave?” Chloe asked.

“Matt.”

“What about Matt?” Matt asked.

“How will you feel if I suck Marty’s cock? Will you hate me? Get rid of me?”

“I told you that I wouldn’t hold you responsible for anything you did as Chloe’s slave,” Matt said. “If you’re to be her slave, you should obey her.”

“And what about Yolanda? She doesn’t have a problem with me sucking her boyfriend’s cock?”

Yolanda stroked Dianne’s cum soaked face. “Marty has a one day dispensation to do anything he wants to this needy little slave. It’s never to be repeated. We’re all using you, so it’s only fair.” She leaned over and kissed Dianne. “I’ll be using you some more. You were an exquisite cunt licker.”

Dianne nodded and opened her mouth, Marty quickly filling it. So while her boyfriend had his shaft plunged to the hilt in her cunt, his friend used her mouth and throat. Matt couldn’t really fuck her, but she was now filled in all three holes, and it was so wicked and depraved, her cunt was awash and kept massaging the dick filling her.

Marty had no problem fucking her mouth; it wouldn’t put her over the edge. So despite Matt being in her twice as long, Marty was the first to cum. He pulled out just enough to let everyone see him empty his balls in her mouth. Matt was so aroused by the sight, he climaxed, sending his cum deep inside her cunt without additional stimulation.

Dianne felt his prick twitching and throbbing inside of her and almost climaxed herself. If he’d thrust at all, it would have done the trick, but he held still and let his balls pump on their own. Matt didn’t dare pull out of her while his cock was still erect, he was afraid he’d make Dianne cum. He had to wait until he’d shrunk before he slid out of her. He moved up to Dianne’s mouth to let her suck his cock clean.

Chloe, not trusting anyone else with the delicate task of keeping Dianne from cumming, lapped a little of the cum dripping out of her, before dabbing away the rest with a towel.

“Dianne will earn her orgasm after she’s given all the women two more,” Chloe said. “Line up in whatever way you decide and let her take care of you.”

Yolanda started again and quickly left two more coats of fresh cum painting Dianne’s face. Erin went second and added more to the mix.

Barbara went third and it didn’t take long for her to leave two more sheets of fresh fluids coating Dianne’s face, which was a mottled white with the layers of her friend’s cum. Chloe took her turn, riding Dianne’s face, adding three more fresh glazings. She would occasionally touch Dianne’s pussy, making her gasp and twitch, seeking to provoke an orgasm. The old coverlet Chloe had put over the bed had a wide wet spot under Dianne’s hips, the result of the flowering and flooding of Dianne’s own pussy as she was tormented and teased.

“Do you need to cum, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Dianne said, breathless in anticipation.

“Would you like your Mistress to let you cum? I want to hear you beg.”

“Please Mistress. You have a very needy slave who needs to cum so bad. You’ve tempted and bedeviled her for hours and it wouldn’t take much effort at all to make her scream in delight. You own my cunt, my ass, my pie hole. Use them all and please let your slave cum, I’m begging you. I need it.”

“Since you beg so nicely, I’ll grant your request. Get my permission before you cum.”

“Yes, Miss Chloe.”

Chloe got between Dianne’s stretched legs and lazily teased her some more, using her lips, her tongue and her fingers to frustrate and torture Dianne some more. Every time Dianne got close and asked for permission, Chloe didn’t reply; she would instead stop and wait for Dianne’s arousal to ebb, then start in again. After another thirty minutes of torment, Dianne was ready to scream. She was a panting, twisted bundle of nerves. What made it worse was all the others watching her were enjoying her struggles. The three women were masturbating and cumming as often as they wanted. The men were also masturbating, but only stroking themselves enough to stay hard and on edge. Dianne was beginning to wonder if her Mistress would ever allow her to climax again. She was so fucking close to the edge of a cataclysmic orgasm and not permitted to have it.

Dianne warned Chloe she was close again and expected Chloe to stop once more.

“Not yet,” Chloe said, “but soon. I need you to hold it until I give you permission. If you cum before you have permission, I will double the spanking you got this morning and make it harder.”

“Please, Mistress, soon. Let it be soon.”

“Your orgasm belongs to me. Not until I’m ready for it. Hold it.”

Dianne did the very best job she could. She was straining to keep it at bay, eyes closed, panting, short of breath, her abdominals tired and starting to quiver in her effort to hold off. She sensed but didn’t see others getting on the bed. Yolanda got on by her head. Matt and Marty moved closer and started stroking faster. Erin and Barbara moved closer as well. Dianne looked like a coiled spring of a mousetrap, waiting to snap.

“Please Mistress,” she moaned. “I can’t take much more.”

“Hold it,” Chloe warned, watching her for the inevitable signs of her release. She grabbed the base of the foxtail plug. She had four fingers in Dianne’s pussy, her thumb folded into her palm, a spear ready to plunge. “Hold it, slave.”

“I don’t think I can, Mistress. I’m going to die.”

Chloe saw Dianne’s buttocks clench, her hips pushing up, a moment away from her orgasm.

“Cum, slave!” Chloe ordered, plunging her fist into Dianne’s cunt and yanking out the plug. Chloe tongued and sucked on Dianne’s rigid clit. Yolanda dropped her cunt onto Dianne’s face and Matt and Marty shot ropes of hot, salty sperm all over Dianne’s tits moments before Erin and Barbara latched onto her nipples, and sucked her breasts deep into their mouths.

Dianne screamed and started squirting, soaking Chloe’s face in what seemed to be a quart of cum. Chloe tried to wrap her mouth over the source of the squirting, gulping rapidly to keep up with the gusher. The others watched in astonishment as Dianne quaked for over five minutes before she fainted dead away. Chloe eased her fist out of Dianne’s pussy. Yolanda got off of Dianne’s face, afraid she might have smothered her.

“Holy fuck!” Marty said. “What the hell just happened? Is she dead?”

“That was a damn great climax,” Chloe said. “And she isn’t dead, just fainted. She’ll be okay in a minute. If you’re worried, you can get the ammonia from under the sink, but my guess is she’ll be right as rain before you get back. Yolanda, lightly pat her cheek. Matt, why don’t you start releasing her arms and legs. She’ll need to move and stretch when she comes to. She’s been tied down for three hours.”

Matt and Marty unclipped the cuffs from the bed. Yolanda patted Dianne’s cum smeared face. In less than a half minute, Dianne’s eyelids started to flutter and she started sucking air into her lungs like she’d been holding her breath for several minutes. Another few seconds and she opened her eyes to see everyone watching her.

Chloe lay down next to her and gathered Dianne into her arms, kissing her despite the mess of her face.

“How are you, Dianne? Feeling pretty good?” Chloe asked.

Dianne looked at Chloe and started crying, hugging her fiercely. Chloe murmured softly in Dianne’s ear and kept stroking her back and butt.

“Why’s she crying?” Yolanda asked.

“It’s called sub drop,” Chloe said. “She just had a very intense scene and her body was flooded with all kinds of chemicals, almost like a drug high. They’re starting to leave her system and it’s like she’s crashing. It doesn’t mean anything, but she needs some comfort and cosseting until she reaches equilibrium again. Can someone get her a big glass of ice water? Matt, why don’t you take over for me. Just keep talking softly to her reassuring her everything is okay and she’s fine. Hug her, kiss her and rub her back. She needs to feel loved right now.”

Matt traded places with Chloe, who got up and washed the plug, and removed the ties from the bed, tidying up. The bed’s cover was a hopeless mess, covered in male and female cum, but that could wait for Dianne to recover. Chloe’s face and chest were a disaster, soaked when Dianne squirted. She smiled at the thought of how hard Dianne had climaxed. She’d expected it to be epic, but it exceeded her expectations.

“I need to take a shower,” Chloe said. “Send Dianne in as soon as she’s recovered.”

Chloe had washed her hair and her top half when Dianne slipped into the shower with her. Chloe smiled and started to slather soap on Dianne’s body.

“Hello, slave. How are you doing?”

“I’m totally relaxed and exhausted, but I’m still buzzing from that last orgasm, Mistress. They told me I squirted all over you.”

Chloe laughed. “You sure did. How did you enjoy your slavery?”

“I should be horrified and angry for what you did, but I can’t find it in my heart to feel either. I’m more exhilarated and intoxicated. It was incredible, Mistress.”

“Considering how interested you were in Evelyn and her relationship with Bill, I thought it possible you were somewhat submissive yourself. You’re more submissive than I thought.”

“I wouldn’t have believed it if it hadn’t just happened.”

“Are you ready to say ‘Chocolate Sprinkles’ now?”

“Why? Isn’t it over?”

“Everyone is going to remain here until 9 tonight unless you call it quits. If you don’t, they are all going to fuck the hell out of you for the next seven hours, every single hole.”