Before dinner Mistress ordered me to strip, i was then dressed in a very skimpy, bright pink apron, pink frilly knickers, stockings, suspenders and high heels. A heavy metal collar was placed around my neck and locked into place, before a leash was attached. i was now appropriately dressed as Mistress’s slave and felt very privileged.
Now we were ready for dinner. Mistress, dressed in a fantastic smoky grey latex dress which emphasised Her beauty, power and superiority, led me out to the dinner table which was outside, under the stars. We joined other Mistresses with their slaves and enjoyed fabulous food served by the house maid April, and wonderful company with new friends.
After dinner i was dragged through to the dungeon in the Atrium of the house and my wrists and ankles attached to the St Andrews cross. my back and bottom were exposed and the skimpy apron and frilly knickers would afford no protection once Mistress got to work with Her implements of choice. Before she got started a gag was placed in my mouth, after all the other guests would not want to hear the screams of a pathetic little bitch.
Then Mistress selected Her first weapon of choice, a rubber tawse. Starting gently to warm me up (Mistress cares for the welfare of Her slaves) Mistress gradually increased the force and tempo of Her strikes as She warmed to her task. She upped the ante, selecting a variety of whips and paddles before working up to the cane. The sting of this felt amazing, excruciating and exhilarating all at the same time, the sensations made all the more extreme by Mistress gently running Her nails all over my skin causing a tickling sensation and fits of uncontrollable laughter.
Eventually i was released from the cross and secured on my back to a bondage bed in the middle of the room. My wrists and ankles were secured but this time I was also blindfolded and left to contemplate my fate. my sense of hearing was heightened by the loss of sight, and i was able to take in the sounds of the dungeon with other Mistresses playing with their slaves and having fun at their expense. Then, unexpectedly, i became aware of my cock being sucked by another slave at the instruction of my Mistress, this amazing sensation was tempered by the voice of my Mistress in my ear warning that if i dared to have an accident i would be punished most severely. Although i have complete trust in my Mistress, and She is a wonderful, caring, human being, i knew this was no idle threat.
After what seemed like an eternity i was released from the bondage bed and led, still blindfolded, to another piece of apparatus in the dungeon. Again i was secured on my back with my wrists and ankles in restraints, but this time i was being stretched, almost as if i was on a medieval torture rack. Clamps were attached to my nipples with a chain between, and then this chain was pulled upwards and secured to a fixing so that any movement at all pulled severely. Then my arms were stretched again, by this time any movement was impossible and my whole body was rigid. i was fearful and excited.
The dungeon seemed to have gone eerily quiet and it became clear the other Mistresses had had their fun for now and were watching my Mistress and how She wanted to use Her slave. Mistress was boasting of what She was going to do with Her bitch which made me immensely proud to serve my beautiful Mistress. This went on for what seemed like ages, Mistress chatting away happily and plotting Her next move, me excitedly apprehensive and wondering what was coming next.