He carried her across the door step. Placed her slender, tall body down as they reached the front foyer of the house. She looked at this man she had just married. She realized she did not know him. She knew him, but not well. He smiled at her and took her hand. Leading her down the main hall of the house to the sitting room. It was a large home. A mansion of sorts. It had a sitting room, living room, library, solarium, formal dining room, breakfast room and kitchen with attached pantry on the first floor. On the second was four bedrooms, plus the master suite. Attached to the master suite was a sitting room, two baths, his and hers, laying between the two baths was a room with a hot tub and area for exercise equipment. An additional room, which she had never been in, for her new husband had always kept this room locked was just off the master suite sitting room. Without a word he motioned for her to sit on the sofa. She did so. He then walked to the bar at the other end of the room, reached behind the counter and pulled out a bottle of champagne, which had already been placed in a chilling bucket. He wrapped the towel around the bottle then untwisted the wire and pulled the cork. The pop of the opening of the bottle filled the room. She glanced over at her new husband, Mark, watching him wrap the towel around the bottle closer to the top to catch the overflowing champagne. He then reached for two long stemmed crystal glasses and poured the drink into them. He walked over to Diane, his youthful and beautiful new bride, handed her a one of the glasses then sat beside her. "We'll explore all areas of life together my love," Mark said to her softly. Then leaned toward her and kissed her gently on the cheek, then her full red lips. She is a sleek, beautiful, young woman of twenty five. Her auburn hair, long, softly falling over her shoulders has high lights of red and golden strands running through it. Her eyes, sometimes a soft blue and other times, especially when sexually excited, turned to an almost steel gray with tiny blue specks dancing through the iris. Her complexion is soft and smooth, almost silky. Her legs, long and slim, and firm from the daily exercising she did. Her frame was small, almost petite, and yet she stood five feet seven inches tall. Mark is an 'older man', as she told her friends before they were wed. He is thirty two. His physique was one of a former football player, more the type of a quarter back than a lineman. His dark brown hair, is medium length for a man, yet styled, has the wind blown look to it. His eyes are a dark blue, expressive and what some women term bedroom eyes. He stood six foot two inches and had a firm body from head to toe. They drank their glasses empty. Mark then reached for Diane's hand and stood, pulling her gently up with him. He led her down the hall to the staircase to the second floor. They enter the master suite and Mark closed the door behind them. Without a word, Mark reached over to Diane's white wedding suite and removed the jacket, letting his fingers gently caress her bare shoulders. He then turned her around and lifted her hair off the back of her dress, found the zipper and slowly moved it down her curved body to its end track. He slid the dress off her shoulders and it fell in a soft heap at her feet. She wore no slip underneath, only a white laced bra, bikini panties and a garter belt that held the nylons up that clung to her long slender legs. Mark turned her towards him, surveyed her body, then reached his arms behind her and unclasped the bra. Her tender, firm breasts now exposed, wiggled a bit with excitement. The small, pink nipples, as if laying dormant, invited Mark's touch. He reached out and gently stroked each nipple with his fingers, then slowly, yet tenderly pinched each nipple between his thumb and forefinger. They reacted with a suddenness and stood at attention, hard under his fingers gentle pressure. Mark removed his fingers and slid his hands down Diane's sides to the top of her garter belt. Diane could feel the excitement building in her belly and down between her thighs. Mark unclasped the snaps holding the garter belt around her small thin waist, then in a quick fashion moved the garter belt and nylons over her legs. When he reached her feet, she stepped, one foot at a time out of the nylons and the dress crumpled there on the floor. He did not go back up to remove her panties. He instead took her hand and led her to the bed. She sat down. He removed his jacket and tie, then his shirt and trousers. He then sat down next to Diane and removed his shoes and socks. Diane glanced down at his manliness swelling up under his underwear. Mark then stood and with outstretched hand, took Diane's hand and pulled her to her feet once again. Her excitement was building now with the anticipation of the love making she knew was going to take place. Mark reached for the covers on the bed and pulled them back, leaving nothing on the bed but the bottom sheet. He laid her down on the bed and sat beside her. She reached for her panties in an attempt to remove them. Mark's hands stopped her, "I will do that my love, I will do everything." She rested her hands back on the bed, waiting for Mark to touch her body. When he did not do so right away, she moved her hand to his groin area, reaching her fingers out to touch him gently. He reached down and removed her hand. "Lay quietly my dear, all will be taken care of soon.", Mark said. Then he told her to close her eyes, for he had a surprise for her. She did so. She heard him stand and walk away from the bed, she was tempted to peek, but did not. She suddenly felt a soft, furry strap being placed around her wrist, first the left one, then the right. Her arms then were outstretched toward the head of the bed and secured so she could not move her arms at all. She wasn't sure she liked this, but he was her husband and she was willing to try anything he wished. Mark then placed straps on her ankles and spread her legs apart and attached the cords hanging from the straps to the end of the bed. He looked up at Diane as he sat on the foot of the bed, finishing off the tieing of the cords, her crotch now spread wide open, with her panties tight across her pussy. He could see the moisture of her juices making a wet spot on the crotch of the panties. She lay there helpless, unable to move, waiting for him to take control. He deliberately did not touch her, knowing the waiting would build the eagerness within her. Finally she felt him move towards the head of the bed. She felt his lips press down on her mouth and she parted her lips waiting for him to push his tongue inside. He did not, but instead he placed a blindfold over her eyes. Then he gently, and tenderly moved his tongue between her teeth and probed the inside of her mouth, flicking the end of his tongue quickly at the roof of her mouth. When she tried to respond by playing with his tongue with her own, he abruptly removed his tongue from her mouth and left the edge of the bed. She lay there waiting with hot desires and expectations of his next move. 5Diane waited, for what seemed to be an eternity, when she once again could feel her lover near her. She then felt the light touch of something soft on her breasts. She could not identify what was touching her, but it made her tingle. Mark pulled the object down over her nipples, first the left one and then the right. Then slowly down her body to her flat stomach, leading down toward her shaved pubic box, beneath her panties. Yet he did not touched the top of the slit to her cunt, as if he could see through her panties were it began. He then moved the item down to her legs. Beginning at her ankles, he lightly teased her flesh with the soft item, slowly moving it up her legs to her thighs. He pulled it over her legs slowly, deliberately tantalizing her with the excitement of the play, yet he did not touch it to her inner thigh. He then began back at her nipples again and repeated the same action. By the time he had stopped she was moaning with the thrill of the feeling, becoming hotter than she thought she could. With the same suddenness of the touch beginning, it stopped. She could feel Mark rise and leave the bed again. When he returned she felt something cold and hard touch her outer hip area and slide under her panties. Suddenly the panties released themselves and lay open on that side. Mark had cut them open. He then reached over to her other hip and snipped the other side open, then reached down, being very careful not to touch her vagina region, grabbed the panties and pulled them quickly from her body. They slid, wading a bit in the crack of her buttocks, which sent a wave of warmth through her, before they released themselves from the pressure of her weight on the back of them. She then heard Mark lay the scissors down on the night table. He reached up to her breasts and gently, tenderly cupped them in his hands. He squeezed them each lightly. Then softly, almost too softly to even feel, began running his fingers over the nipples. Diane's soft pink nipples stood erect and hard. The more he played with the nipples the harder they became until they ached for a firmer touch. Diane could feel her inner thighs becoming wet now from her juices flowing from her pussy. The juices flowed back into her crack, touching her anus and covering her buttocks. The firmer touch came surprisingly to Diane, for suddenly Mark's soft, gentle touch turned to a pinching of the hard nipples. The pinches start out not being too hard, but as she moaned more, he increased the tightness of his fingers on her nipples. The pain she felt was now soaring through her being, she screamed, a truncated scream, but nonetheless a scream. He did not respond by releasing his firm hold, but instead increased the pressure to the nipples. When she screamed again, he pulled the nipples out, extending her small breasts and still holding the tight pinch to the tip of the nipple. She tossed her head back and forth, but felt the warmth and excitement of the pain she endured rush through her body and find its way to her pussy and she responded with an orgasm. He released his grip and bent down and lightly, almost gingerly kissed her nipples, first one then the other. Moving his head back and forth from one nipple to the other, his tongue flicked the tip of each tit until they were both moist. He then blew lightly on the nipple and again, in spite of what they had just been put through, they responded by becoming hard again. He then reached up and undid her hands, warning her not to move, or he would do everything. She was so excited, and wanting more, she obeyed his words and lay perfectly still. When he finished undoing the straps from her legs, he then reached over to her shoulders, and told her to turn over, face down. She rolled, with his hands guiding her, until she was face down on the bed. He then placed the straps back on her ankles and then her wrists. She lay there, with her head turned to the side, blindfold still in place, and she was now spread eagle on her stomach. Mark rose and walked away from the bed. When he returned Diane again felt the soft, gentle touch of the item she had felt before on her breasts, stomach and legs. Mark whispered to her, "Have you figured out what this is yet?" "No," she answered softly. "A feather my dear, a simple feather." She did not respond, for she did not have time to say anything, when she felt the feather floating down her back to the top of her buttocks. Mark reached for something off the night stand and she felt him wipe off her buttocks with a towel, removing the juices she had released from his earlier teasing. Then the feather was drawn over her buttocks, lightly, gently, slowly tickling her with excitement. Mark then reached down and released the cords that tied her legs to the bed, then after giving a little slack to the cords, retied them. He then reached to the side, and from the floor took a pillow and ordered Diane to raise her hips a bit. She did so, as he pressed the pillow under her stomach and top of her hips, thus raising her buttocks up and opening her crack to expose her dark pink anus. Mark then pulled the towel, slowly through her crack moving it up and down until the area was dry. He then took the feather and tickled her anus and buttocks, slowly, with deliberateness. Diane tingled inside from the stimulation given her anus. Suddenly it all stopped. She lay there in anxiety for what he would do next. She did not have long to wait. Suddenly she felt a soft, moist liquid on her buttocks. Then Mark's hands gently massaged the liquid into her buttocks, down between her fleshy mounds and into her anus. She could tell from the smell that filled the room that he was rubbing her with baby oil. Her body fluttering inside and out with the touch of his hands. He withdrew his fingers and wiped his hands on a towel. She heard him reach to the night stand again, and slide open the drawer, withdrawing something and then closing the drawer. She waited for the next adventure. She had never been made love to in this manner, teasing, tantalizing, causing pain, then teasing again, causing her excitement to flow as it had never flowed before. Suddenly she felt a sharp stinging on her buttocks. Again, and again. Mark held firmly in his hand a flat leather paddle. He raised the paddle above Diane's ass and slapped it down hard once again, Diane screamed from the pain. He stopped, reached over to the nightstand again, pulled out a scarf and then placed it in Diane's mouth to muffle her screams. The punishment, she realized, would continue. She felt angry at first, but after the next two spanks with the paddle, she realized the excitement she felt. Mark's hand, holding the paddle, continued to hit Diane's now sore, pink, tender ass, his other hand made its way between her legs and his fingers found her opening. He slowly moved his fingers over the outer lips of her box, but never inside. The teasing was beginning to drive her wild. She suddenly realized she was raising her buttocks up to meet the blows of the paddle. Mark ordered her to remain still, and not move at all. She could not believe her ears. Not move, when she was hot, on fire with the excitement of what was happening to her, ready to cum at any moment. She moved her buttocks up again, waiting for the next smack of the paddle, but it did not come. Mark withdrew his hand from her crotch and sat waiting for her to remain quiet. When she realized that nothing would continue until she stopped moving, she tried with all her might to stay still. The spanking resumed, lightly at first, teasing her seething buttocks. Then Mark's other hand moved down between her legs again and began teasing the lips of her vagina again. She tried as hard as she could not to move, but every once an awhile she wrenched with expectation to the next blow of the paddle and Mark's rubbing fingers. When Mark felt her rising to the point of climax, he increased the power of blows on her buttocks, smacking them harder and harder. She was about to explode. He suddenly stopped. She was wet with her flowing juices, yet aching inside, waiting to cum and yet not doing so. Mark then took a dildo vibrator and inserted it into her anus. At first it hurt, for she had never had anything in her anus before except fingers. He then twisted it gently, moving it deeper into her, then turned it on so the vibration began. He then pushed it deeper into her anus so that the end of it was resting just below the surface of her cheeks. He rubbed more baby oil onto her buttocks, rubbing the now very tender, burning ass of Diane. She lay there waiting, begging for Mark to spank her and take her, she did so without saying anything, but thinking it only. Mark then placed the flat of his hand across her sore buttocks and began to slap. With his other hand he probed her clit. He spanked her again and again. With the vibrator inside her ass, the spanking on her tender buttocks, his finger probing and teasing her clit she was ready to explode with excitement. He administered four more very hard smacks to her bottom then stopped, withdrew his fingers from her clit. He reached down and released her feet from the straps that held them, then her hands, making sure she understood not to move until he told her to do so. He then rolled her over on her back, with the vibrator still pushed inside her ass, he pulled her legs up so her knees were touching her breasts. He reached down and turned the vibrator to high and then pinched her sore buttocks hard between his finger tips, she went wild. He withdrew the vibrator and told her to lay still. She wanted him to come inside her. She was dying to feel him inside her. Mark took the straps and secured them around her wrists again and then around her ankles. He took the cords to the straps around her ankles and untied them, and forcing her knees to her chest again, he retied them to the head of the bed with her legs spread wide, exposing the entire area of her vagina. Mark then moved to her vagina area and lightly, slowly, licked her clit with his tongue. Then increasing the motion of his tongue teased her vagina area. She was dying to cum, and Mark knew this, so he withdrew again. She flipped her head back and forth pleading with him, through her gagged mouth to take her. He stood, removed his underwear and his cock stood out erect. His cock was almost ready to explode, but he held it back from doing so. He then mounted Diane and slowly slid his cock into her opened clit and pushed slowly. She responded by trying to move her hips toward him, he thwarted her movement by placing his hands on her hips and holding her down. The message was clear to her. He then removed his hands from her hips and slid them under her elevated buttocks. As he increased the speed of his thrust he began spanking her buttocks again. Harder and harder as his thrusts increased, until both collapsed from the climax they had experienced. He lay there with his head between her breasts for only a moment. Then he reached up to Diane's gagged mouth and removed the scarf. "Oh Mark, that was fantastic. Better than anything I've ever felt." Mark placed his hand over her mouth and said, "My love, it is not over yet. There is more to come." He removed the blindfold, untied her hands and legs and let her sit on the edge of the bed resting and regaining her strength. Her bottom burning as she sat on it, a reminder of the excitement and pain she had just experienced. Mark got up and walked into his bath room, then into the hot tub room adjoining the two baths and turned the hot tub on. Diane was surprised at herself. She never dreamed she would enjoy being submissive, or spanked. She became excited just thinking about it. She squeezed her buttocks together, causing the pain to soar again, as a reminder of the thrill she had felt. She felt herself becoming hot again, and her cunt getting excited. She wanted Mark to do it again, but was too timid to ask. Mark returned to the bedroom, walked over to Diane and took her hand. He led her into the hot tub room and helped her into the tub. "Did you enjoy that then?", he finally asked. "Oh yes Mark," Diane cooed. "I enjoyed it very much. Did you?" "Oh yes, I enjoyed it very much. Then you like being dominated?" "Yes Mark, I liked it more than anything I can ever remember." "Well, my dear, sweet love, there will be more after our hot tub, and good night's rest." Diane did not say anything, but looked at Mark's eyes, thrilled with the anticipation of what lay ahead. She relaxed in Mark's arms and enjoyed the bubbling water. One jet fingering her sore buttocks, relieving the pain they held. They stayed there for nearly an hour. Then went into the bedroom and slept. When morning came, Mark told Diane to go to the hot tub again, she did so, he joined her a few minutes later and served her a light breakfast of fruit and toast, along with coffee. They ate and Mark kissed her tenderly. "Are you ready for more my love?", he questioned. "Yes darling, more than ready." Diane said. Mark began to gently touch her body everywhere and kissed her, inserting his tongue deep into her mouth. Both teasing each other with their tongues, playing tag inside her mouth. He then stood and looked down at Diane and said, it is time. "You wait here a moment." Diane stayed in the hot tub, waiting for her husband to return. She finished her morning coffee as she waited. When he returned, he carried with him clothing and a towel. Diane could not make out what the clothing was, for it was partially hidden by the towel. "Come my dear," Mark said, reaching out his hand to her. She stood, taking his hand and stepped out of the hot tub. Mark slowly, and effortlessly wiped the towel over Diane's body, drying all areas. He then turned back to the clothing, which he had hung on the back of the door. "You will put this on now", he did not make a request, but ordered her to do so. She understood the forcefulness of his command and became excited by his sudden power over her. The clothing was not what she had thought it to be. It was a leather halter. She looked this item over carefully, trying to figure out exactly how to put it on. Mark moved to her side and said he would help her this time. He took the halter from her and placed one strap around her waist. The next strap criss- crossed between her breast and then over her shoulders and was secured to the waist band. She could feel two straps on the back of the halter, but did not know what their purpose was. Under the straps that criss-crossed between her breasts were small cups and it pushed her breasts upwards, making the full and extended more. Mark then took her left hand and pulled it to her back and placed it in one of the straps which had been dangling. He tighten the strap around her wrist leaving her arm now secured about mid-way up her back from her waistline. He then secured the right wrist to the remaining straps. Diane could feel the excitement starting to build within her. She could feel the moisture of her juices ebb out onto the top of her closed legs. Mark took her by the elbow, without a word, and led her across the bath into the bedroom and to the locked door. He reached to his pocket and unlocked the door and forcefully pulled Diane into the room. Diane did not react to this, for she was enjoying his forcefulness. He led her to the center of the room, then walked back to turn on a light. The room, which had no windows, was carpeted with a thick, soft carpeting. On one side of the room stood stocks, the type they used back in Colonial days in the U.S. for public punishments. On the other side of the room was a table with leather straps at one end of the table, secured to the top of the table. Leather straps also secured to the legs of the table. The table appeared to be adjustable in height. Next to the table, standing out from the wall about five feet, was what appeared to be a large picture frame. This frame was made of 2 x 4's and on the corners resting on the carpet were tripods made of wood to hold the frame upright. On each inside corner of the frame were chains with hooks on them. In one corner a chair was poised with the seat facing the corner. There were two straight back, wooden chairs in the room plus a soft, easy chair. On the final wall, there was a cupboard, with its doors closed. Mark took Diane to the frame and told her to stand there waiting for him. She did so, with anticipation of what was to come. She was excited even more now, after having seen the room. He walked to the cupboard and opened it. Diane saw for the first time the cupboard's contents. The first shelf of the cupboard held leather straps, varying in width, along with little clamps (what their purpose was, she did not know). On the second shelf were several types of paddles, ranging from leather paddles to wooden paddles. On the third shelf were whips and wide, thick leather belts. She gasped when she first looked. Mark did not turn around to look at her, but continued his action of pulling items out of the cupboard. He opened a drawer, the lower portion of the cupboard had three drawers in it, and pulled something from it. Diane could not see what it was. He then walked back to Diane carrying various items in his hands. "Are you sure you wish this, my love?" Mark questioned. "Yes darling, anything to make you happy." Diane replied, with some hesitation in her voice but conviction in her thinking. Mark told her to turn around, she did so. He undid her hands and told her to hold them out to her side. As she did this, Mark placed a leather strap on each wrist then ordered her to stand within the frame. She moved back and he took each hand and connected the wrists to the chains on each corner. She was now secured to the frame. He walked back to the cupboard and pulled out two more leather straps and came to her and secured the straps around her ankles. He told her to spread her legs wide, and as she did he connected the chains from the corners of the frame to the straps on her ankles. She now was spread eagle within the frame. Mark went back to the cupboard and got some other items. When he came back to her, he told her to open her mouth wide. She did so, and as she did he placed a small, rubber dildo into her mouth then secured the dildo in place with a leather strap around her mouth and head. She was so excited by now that her juices were running down her open legs. Her hips moved forward in a grinding motion, as if she were searching for something to touch her burning pussy and give her satisfaction. Nothing was to be found and she remained in her most excited condition. Mark, taking notice of her hip motion decided to secure her waist and hooked chains to the waist band of the halter she still wore. Her motion now thwarted, making her pussy even more electrified with excitement. Mark went back to the cupboard and removed two of the clamps and a retrieve a scarf from one of the drawers. He draped the scarf over his shoulder and walked back to Diane. He reached out and touched her breasts, looking her in the eyes the entire time. He then took one of the clamps and showed it to her then moved down to her left breast and pulled on the nipple slightly. Her eyes showed the fear she now had. Mark had been cautious to take the clamps that would exert the least amount of pressure on her tender nipples, causing no more pressure than if he were to pinch the nipple with his fingers. He placed the clamp on the left nipple and watched Diane's eyes carefully. She closed her eyes at the sudden pressure on her nipple and rolled her head back. She was already excited and moist, and this just pushed her further to the edge. He then placed the other clamp on her right nipple. Once both were securely in place he patted them softly and Diane reacted even more, trying to thrust her hips forward without success. Mark took the scarf and secured it around her eyes now, so she had only her sense of feeling and hearing to rely upon. Diane could feel the rush of pleasure overtaking her body. Her senses were tuned into the sensation of feeling only. The pressure on her nipples did not cause pain, but excited her more. She felt no pain from her bonds, but the sensation of heat flowing through her was almost overwhelming. She wanted to tell Mark to take her, but with the small dildo in her mouth she could not speak. She stood, trying to get some satisfaction from the penis shaped dildo in her mouth by sucking on and picturing in her mind it was Mark's stiff cock. Mark sat in the easy chair now and watched her. He did not speak, nor move. He just sat quietly by watching her. When he felt her anxiousness had increased enough, he rose and got a leather belt from the cupboard. The belt he choose was a thin belt, which gave more sting than anything else. Diane heard him get up and could tell he had gone to the cupboard. She did not know what was to happen next, but was mesmerized by the sudden sounds of activity about her. She could feel her pussy begin to throb with anticipation. Mark walked to her and said nothing. He reached down to her pussy and felt it with his fingers. She was wet. He took rather large dildo and eased it into her cunt. She moaned through the rubber penis pushed into her mouth. He then moved to the side of her and swiftly swung the double over belt in the air, snapping it so she could hear the leather slap together. She reacted as she had been struck with the leather, rather than just hearing it. Mark reached down to the dildo and pulled it out slowly, to the very tip of it, then quickly pushed it back into her. She moaned again. He pulled his arm back and the leather belt came down with a light, but sound impact on Diane's bare-bottom. She screamed through her gag at the first smack. Mark continued to slap the leather strap on her ass. Each time he struck her he would spank the leather strap down a little more strenuously until the spanking strokes became firm and consistent. As he did this he reached to the dildo in her hot pussy and pulled it in and out, in and out, until Diane was moaning more and more. When he sensed she was about to cum he stopped and waited, removing the dildo. Her body reacted and she expressed this by flipping her head back. Mark reached down and touched her now wide open pussy and could tell she had not come. Exactly what he wanted. He let her stand, bond by her chains, in her burning excitement. When he was satisfied she had settled down some, he began again. Slapping her buttocks with the leather strap with a firm stroke and pushing the dildo in and out of hot pussy. He brought her to point of orgasm again and then pulled the dildo from her and stopped spanking her. He continued this process for quite some time, to Diane it seemed like hours, but in fact, it was just under one hour. Her ass was now a bright, burning red and she still had not been satisfied. She ached inside and the rage of fire in her wet pussy was causing her a yearning to be fucked and fucked hard. Mark unhooked her slowly. He braced her against his body, for she was having trouble standing. Her arms feel to her sides. He reached for them and rubbed them tenderly, bringing the total sensation of feeling back to her arms. He then did the same with her legs. Letting her brace herself against his shoulder as he moved down to her legs. Once she was able to stand again on her own he ordered her to the middle of the room. She walked, being guided by Mark to the middle of the room and he placed his hand on her shoulder to indicate to her to stop. He then placed his hands firmly on her shoulders and told her to move down to the floor on her knees. She did do. He positioned her hands in front of her and pushed her head down to the soft carpet. He commanded her not to move or he would be forced to tie her hands and spank her again. Diane did not move. She waited, with her hands and arms to her elbows crossed on floor with her head resting on her forearms. Her sore, burning, bright red ass thrust into the air. Mark was hard and ready. He reached down, grabbing Diane's hot ass cheeks and opening them. His hand moved to her moist pussy and his fingers reached into her and pulled out with a handful of her hot juices and he rubbed his cock. When it was slippery he pushed it hard into Diane's ass. His force even surprised him for he entered her completely on the first push. She screamed into her gag. Mark moved slowly now, pulling out, when the head of his cock reached the opening he pushed hard back into her. He this pattern for a bit, slowly pulling out then with forcefulness pushing himself back into her ass. His hands still on her burning, red ass. He could feel the heat her ass cheeks were giving off from her spanking and this excited him more. His movements picked up speed. He bent over further and reached for Diane's left, clamped nipple and pulled on the clamp slightly. Diane was about to explode. Mark then put his attention totally on her ass and pushed in and out with a great deal of speed. Diane felt his cock swell inside her and she came with the most extraordinary orgasm she had ever had. Mark's cum exploded into her ass and Diane came again. When Mark had finished, he pulled her to her feet. He left the blindfold on her and her gag in her mouth, then placed her hands behind her back and secured them to her halter. He removed the nipple clamps and led her to the chair in the corner of the room. He ordered her to sit. She did so, with a little too much enthusiasm, causing herself pain when her very sore buttocks touched the hard, wooden chair. He knelt down in front of her and secured her ankles, one to each side to the leg of the chair. "I shall leave you here. You are not to attempt to move, no matter what happens. Do you understand?" Mark questioned her authoritatively. Diane shook her head up and down. She was still very excited and still wanted to cum again. The threat of something else happening excited her even more. She had loved the activities thus far this morning. She had never felt so much delirium in having sex before and wanted more. She did not know how long she sat there. She did know her bottom hurt badly. She also knew her pussy was still hot and wet. She wanted to feel Mark's hard cock inside her pussy. She tried not to think about it because it would only make her condition worse. It was quiet all around her. Her hearing had become acute having had her eyes blindfolded for so long. Suddenly behind her, she heard Mark's voice, he was talking to someone, but not to her. She shuddered at the thought of someone else seeing her in her current predicament. Mark and her enjoying each other in this way was one thing, because it was private between them, but to have someone else involved or even around made her suddenly feel embarrassed. When Mark moved towards her, she flushed with bright redness. He pulled her by the elbow and ordered her stand, once he had released her bond ankles. She rose and immediately hung her head, even though she could not see the person in the room with Mark. Mark pulled her chin back up and removed the leather strap and dildo from her mouth, after warning her not to speak. Then he removed the blindfold from her eyes. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the light in the room. When they finally did adjust, she saw before her another woman. She was surprised when she saw a tall, large framed woman standing there in the middle of the room. This woman looked stern and quite muscular. Diane could not understand what was in store for her now. She was not very excited by this new turn of events, but said nothing. Her face still flushed with embarrassment. Mark walked to the woman and instructed Diane, "This is your mistress Diane. She will care for you in almost all ways. She will bath you, feed you, prepare you for me, and punish you if it is necessary." Diane remained quiet. She was not sure she liked this, but considering the position she was in, with her hands bond tightly behind her, she did not believe there was anything she could do about the situation. She knew if she objected to Mark, especially with this woman in the room, he would be forced to punish her for her disobedience of speaking when she had been warned not to speak. She decided to keep her tongue quiet and wait for a more appropriate time to speak with Mark. "You shall call her Mistress Nancy or just Mistress. You shall answer her always using her name, Mistress. Do you understand?" Diane shook her head up and down to indicate she did understand. "You will obey your new Mistress or you will be teased beyond your beliefs and not be permitted to cum. Do you understand?" Diane again shook her head up and down. She was realized she was excited, but she was also embarrassed. Here before her stood a woman she did not know, yet was expected to call her Mistress and respond to her orders and obey her. Plus suffer the humiliation of having her bottom spanked by this total stranger if she did not obey. Mark walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Diane now faced her mistress by herself. Diane shifted her weight from one foot to another. Becoming nervous with the contemplation, of what was to happen now. Her love box beginning to ooze moisture with the exhilaration of the unknown activities that lay before her. Mistress Nancy said nothing, but walked to Diane and surveyed her nude body. She reached for her elbow and turned her around. Diane could feel her looking at her hot, red buttocks. Mistress reached out and touched her buttocks firmly, Diane wrenched froward from the pain she felt. Mistress Nancy still said nothing. She moved back to the front of Diane and pushed her hand in between Diane's leg. She probed her pussy with two fingers. Diane now more embarrassed than ever by the moistness of her hot, pussy. Mistress Nancy found Diane's clit and began stimulating it with her fingers. She ordered Diane to spread her legs, Diane did so without argument. Mistress Nancy continued to rub her clit, stimulating Diane to the edge of an orgasm. When she felt Diane reaching the point of explosion she stopped and withdrew her fingers. She pressed her wet, dripping fingers to Diane's mouth and ordered her to suck on them. Diane did not open her mouth. "This will not do at all young lady." Diane felt herself twitch from the restlessness of her pussy, now growing hotter and hotter. Mistress Nancy walked over to her, took her hand and turned around leading her to the cupboard. Diane shuffled behind her as a child would do, dragging her feet a bit, knowing she was going to be punished for her wrong behavior. Mistress Nancy reached into the cupboard and pulled out a wooden paddle. The paddle was thin, about five inches wide and had small holes drilled through it spaced about a half inch apart. The holes drilled in the paddle, Diane would later learn, were placed there to remove the cushion of air between her buttocks and the paddle. The air cushion eliminates the sting of the paddle. Mistress Nancy walked to a chair on the other side of the room. She sat down and looked back at Diane seated in the middle of the room. "Come here child." Diane obeyed. She could feel the excitement mounting in her clit now, and she could feel the moisture building and dripping onto her inner thighs as she walked towards her mistress. "Come here closer to me." Diane stepped closer, with great apprehension, and yet a thrilling sensation within her belly and expectant ass. "All right Diane, lay across my knees and receive your punishment." Diane leaned over her mistress's lap. She was embarrassed, felt humiliated, and yet she could feel the warmth of her juices flowing from her pussy. "If you scream, the spanking will be longer and harder," Mistress Nancy said. Diane's buttocks were still somewhat red from the morning spanking session and there were some minor bruises on them. Mistress Nancy softly, with open hand, rubbed Diane's bottom, making the nerves come alive and excited. "I will be extremely harsh with you if you should wiggle about or move, so I suggest you lay perfectly still across my knees." Diane knew this tone, it sounded like her mother when she used to get spanked. She knew better than to move. The spanking began. Mistress Nancy did not hit her hard with the paddle, she only made her buttocks sting slightly. Diane thought, hey, this is easy, I can do this without a problem. She could hear her Mistress counting under her breathe, 11, 12, 13, 14, and Diane felt her bottom warming up as her Mistress got closer to 15. At smack 15 the blows became a little harder, increasing slowly, about every four or five slaps of the paddle, so by the time her Mistress reached the count of 25 the slaps were harsh and hurting. Diane's excitement was increasing. Then Mistress Nancy said, "You have been a bad, bad little girl. I will not tolerate that, nor will your Master." This excited Diane even more. She felt her pussy aching for a male organ to enter it and satisfy her. But she knew this was not to happen. The spanking continued until her Mistress reached thirty with the paddle. Mistress Nancy reached down to Diane's tender ass, slowly she let her fingers drift over the soreness of it, making Diane all but cum when she placed her fingers in between her crack and pushed on her anus. The thrill filled Diane's body. She had tears in her eyes from the stinging slaps of the paddle and yet felt the overpowering excitement of sexual fulfillment. Diane then was told to stand. She did so. Mistress Nancy once again pushed her fingers into Diane's hot, dripping pussy, pulling her fingers in and out. She then pulled her fingers up to Diane's mouth and told Diane again to suck her fingers. Diane spread her lips quickly this time and took her Mistress's fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them for only a few minutes then her Mistress withdrew them. Mistress Nancy stood back and looked at Diane. "Now bend over and Diane." Diane did as she was told, fearing another series of sharp slaps on her already painful, almost raw bottom. Instead she felt her mistress grab her by the hips with one hand, then she felt her other hand probe her asshole. Then she felt a thick butt plug about three inches long and two inches in diameter being inserted into her ass with some forcefulness. She squealed when it was pushed into her without lubrication. Mistress demanded Diane to stand. Diane did so immediately. "Now child, come to me. We will bathe you before your master comes back." Diane walked slowly towards her mistress, Mistress Nancy reached out and pulled Diane by the elbow, commanding her to walk faster. As Diane walked, the pain of her buttocks came back as a reminder of the result of disobedience. The butt plug still pushed inside her anus hurt when she walked, and the faster she moved the more it hurt. Mistress pulled her along quickly, noticing her discomfort and pain, she pulled her faster, taking pleasure in Diane's situation. They moved out of the room into the bedroom, then across it to the bath. Mistress Nancy then took Diane and forced her to bend over, and without saying a word, pulled the dildo from her butt hole. She then stood her up, undid the her leather halter and let it drop to the floor. Diane's tender nipples were hard and firm. Mistress Nancy dropped her hand down to the hard titties and pressed on each nipple. Diane became excited all over again. Mistress Nancy then told Diane to lay down on the floor of the bathroom. Diane did as she was told. her mistress then told her to lay back with her legs spread wide apart. Diane did so, and as she did her mistress got down on her hands and knees and with her fingers probed Diane's cunt. She was still very wet from her earlier pleasures. Mistress Nancy pushed her fingers in and out of Diane's warm pussy, then suddenly withdrew them and with a quick motion, slapped her pussy area with her open hand. Diane responded by putting her hands between her legs, "Move your hands or I shall be forced to blister your bottom." Diane, with hesitation did as she was ordered. Her Mistress slapped her pussy again, causing it to burn and tingle at the same time. She slapped it several times, until it became red from her hand, then pushed her fingers deep within her cunt and Diane arched her hips upwards and started to cum with an exploding orgasm. Her mistress quickly removed her fingers, leaving Diane in the worst possible way, begging, silently for her to enter her again with her fingers. Instead, her mistress slid down on the floor and buried her head into Diane's crotch. Her tongue flicking at the lips of her vagina. The speed of her tongue increased and Diane felt herself heaving with desire again. Mistress Nancy then, with her tongue moving quickly, reached up and slapped Diane's pussy triangle with several sharp, fast smacks, then thrust her tongue deep into her, causing her to explode all over her mistress's face. Mistress Nancy then lifted her head and reached for Diane's hips. Without even realizing what was happening, Diane found herself face down on the floor and her mistress's tongue now on her bare bottom. She eased her tongue down her crack, teasing her, exciting her all over again. Her mistress then reached to Diane's clit again and began rubbing it quickly, as her tongue probed Diane's anus. She then removed her tongue, and with one hand in Diane's cunt, she moved her finger to her sore anus and pushed two of them in as deeply as she could. She began a slow, rhythmic movement, then speeded her movement up until Diane came once again, screaming her moaning pleasure at the time of release. Her mistress stood up and ordered Diane into the bath tub, and after washing her own face off, she began to slowly wash Diane, lingering her fingers over her clit and moving the wash cloth slowly back and forth, causing her some excitement again. Once she had finished bathing her, she dried her off sensuously touching her body. Diane's mistress ordered Diane to sit on the toilet and relieve herself. Diane was very embarrassed by this, but obeyed. She then told her to go into the bedroom and take a nap. Diane said, "Yes mistress," and walked out of the bath and laid down for a nap. Sleep found her quickly, as she was exhausted from the mornings activities. Diane woke, seeing it was dark outside. She got up and went to the bathroom then returned to the bed. She lay there on her side just dozing lightly, when Mark walked into the room and sat beside her on the bed. He gently touched her back, then moved his hand down to her buttocks, rubbing them firmly, but with tenderness. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. She felt excitement rise within her. He leaned over and kissed her tenderly. He then whispered in her ear, "I think we will forgo further training tonight my sweet." Diane was slightly disappointed, but not greatly, for as Mark continued to kiss her he also continued to rub her bottom and the soreness of it was extremely high. She was relieved to a point. Mark's fingers continued to rub her bottom. She tingled, for his touch reminded her of the pain and pleasure she had felt earlier. He slowly, methodically rubbed her bare bottom, over and over again. He then stood and removed his clothes and return to the side of the bed. He turned Diane over on her back, she wrenched when her bottom touched the bed, Mark did not react. He placed his fingers on her breasts and slowly teased her nipples. He then rose and walked to a big easy chair across the room and told Diane to come sit on his lap. She rose and went to him. He pulled her down slowly on his nude lap. He again started playing with her nipples, they reacted, becoming firm and protruding. She could feel his penis getting hard beneath her bare buttocks. His fingers moved down the front of her nude body and when they reached her triangle he let them teasingly linger there. He placed his left arm across her back and pulled her legs out straight over the right arm of the chair. His left arm supporting her back reached around her slim frame and played gently with her left breast, touching it ever so lightly and occasionally pinching it gently. His right hand moved to the top of her slit and began to rub slowly. He moved his fingers almost in slow motion and Diane felt herself becoming excited and moist. He continued this action for about four minutes, then slowly increased the speed of his fingers. She was getting very excited now and with his cock getting harder beneath her sore buttocks she was reacting even more. When her juices dripped onto his lap he told her to go to the bed and kneel down on her knees with her face and upper body laying flat on the bed. She did so, with the excitement building and now she began is anticipate his hand across her bottom once again. He instead moved to the bed and went behind her and entered her anus. He thrust himself into her hard and then slowly pulled back so his cock was still in her but only the rigged lip of it. He then thrust himself back into her with force and speed. Each time he did this his hip area slapped against her very tender, pink ass, giving her a thrilling pleasure to her body. He continued to do this speeding up his motion a bit each time, first in then out. His fingers made their way to her cunt and he teased and lightly pinched the lips of her fold. When he felt she was about to cum he withdrew his shaft and told her to turn over and keep her legs spread apart. She did as he asked and he then mounted her from the front. He pushed his hips forward entering her with some force, then removed his cock, and began the process over again. His hands reached under her buttocks and his fingers moved over the soreness of her bottom until they reached her anus. He pulled her buttocks apart and then slowly, with the same rhythm of his cock, pushed a finger into her ass. Pushing in and out. He then quickly increased his speed. He removed his one free hand from her bottom and placed it on the right tit and began to circle the nipple slowly, then pinching it ever so lightly. He then stopped touching the nipple and increased his speed of entry to her cunt with his swollen cock, and into her ass with his finger. As they both reached the point of climax, Diane moaned loudly and Mark reached back to her nipple and pinched it quite hard, sending waves of pleasure through her body and she climaxed again. He withdrew his limp member from her and pulled back to lay beside her. They lay there for nearly thirty minutes. Then Mark kissed Diane tenderly on the lips and asked, "Did you like the events of the day?" Diane whispered softly, "Yes, darling. Though I must admit I was not thrilled about a mistress, not at first anyway." "Well my sweet, I do not want your to be a total slave to me. I do want you to sense my needs and desires, as I wish to do with you. I knew you would love being bound and disciplined. I could feel it quietly laying beneath the surface of your desires." Diane leaned into him and pressed her lips hard to his, her tongue probing his mouth. She withdrew and said, "Darling, my desire is to please you. Lead me to your most erotic pleasures." In the days that followed Mark and Mistress Nancy taught Diane many new things of pleasure for Mark and herself. Soon after, Mistress Nancy was thanked, paid for her services and left. Now, thirty years, and three children later, whom they never raised a hand to, the ritual of pleasure they both love still continues. end