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Authors: G. Stuart Crane

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"The IV stand is for enemas. I have one bathroom equipped for this exclusively, completely tiled and a drain in the floor for easy clean up in case of an accident." Gerwald looked down and smiled. "She would cum right now with just a little clitoral stimulation, but I want you to see her cum from just anal play."

 

Then he pushed the vibrator all the way in and clicked it a notch higher. "I am going to leave her like this and wait for her to beg, Then I'll turn it to high and wait."

 

The slave was fighting the vibrator but the fact that she was peaking was obvious. Soon she was begging her master for her release. Gerwald's response was to casually reach down and click the vibrator to its highest level.

 

She literally screamed for permission to cum now "Please Master let me cum."

 

He laid his hand on her belly and said "Cum, Cathy." She gave herself into the sensation. Gerwald turned down the vibrator in steps over a thirty-second period.

 

She was taking her breath in huge gasps as he removed the anal vibrator and unplugged it. He needed to cool her down and released her completely from her bonds. I helped get the stirrups down and out of the way and helped her to roll on to her belly on the gurney. She was exhausted. Gerwald began to caress her, speaking gently to her.

 

It took Cathy a full ten minutes before she looked up and said "Thank you Master." then laid her head down and seemed to fall asleep.

 

"She usually sleeps for 20 or 30 minutes after a session like that. She will be fine." he stated then got an afghan from one of the couches and covered her with it.

 

Finally he turned his attention to Zin. "You saw Zin cum today from a mild whipping didn't you?" he asked L.A.. She only nodded. "Has Master G told you that she is a masochist?" L.A. nodded again.

 

“Tonight you will see something a little different. Zin is actually quite comfortable perched on the cross the way it is. But, if I move the pegs around, that changes." She was standing on pegs at the bottom of the cross. A peg under each foot and she was holding onto a peg in each hand. He added four pegs to the cross. Two pegs were added to the peg holes higher above her hands and one peg hole below where her feet were added.

 

Gerwald moved the bindings for her hands to the higher pegs and adjusted the straps. Her body was now stretched across the cross quite tightly. After having her step onto the lower pegs, he removed the existing pegs and bound her ankles to the cross. Her body was now stretched as tight as bowstring because of her own body weight.

 

He went to L.A. and said, "Watch, she can take the weight off of her arms by inching up on her legs, using her ankles and calves. Then they will tire and she'll let her arms support her weight. She could go back and forth like that for hours. Meanwhile the body pain builds up. She would cum from this alone after a couple of hours."

 

As he spoke we started to see the subtle movement of muscles in Zin's legs and arms. First the leg muscles stretched as she supported her body weight on just the balls of her feet. Then these relaxed and her arm muscles tightened. We watched this ballet of motion for a full fifteen minutes. After Gerwald was satisfied that we had observed this movement, he went to the cabinets. "I am going to add a little something to the cross to hurry her along.”

 

He placed another peg to the cross where the beams crossed, just below her crotch. Then stuck a dildo in her cunt. This one had strings attached which he tied to the peg. He came back to where L.A. was kneeling.

 

"Watch, as she eases up and down she'll arouse herself on the dildo in her, or she'll be able to support her weight against the peg at her cunt. The weight against her pelvic bone and will be painful.”

 

As we watched she had speeded up her actions. Her thighs soon became wet with sweat and the secretions from her cunt. She was uttering little low moans now. Even as toned as her body was, the continued movement was wearing on her. The fact that she had been teaching and dancing for two hours earlier that day meant that she was already tired. Her face was a mix of conflicting emotions. Pain, pleasure, and concentration all crossed her face.

 

This type of play is very tiring for the slave and required close attention by her Master. Gerwald did not want Zin to injure herself. He had left L.A. and was standing by the cross now. He was watching her for any sign of serious problems.

 

The expression on her face was mostly pleasure now and he laid her hand on her belly. A full minute passed before he said anything.

 

He looked at us smiled and said. "Soon." then returned his attention to Zin. He moved his hand lower to Zin's crotch and started to rub her clit.

 

Zin threw he head back and said "Master, Please may I?"

 

He watched another moment then said “Yes." and watched as the orgasm shook her body. He waited until it was over then pulled the center peg and motioned me to help.

I grabbed and
Zin's feet and pulled the lower pegs and supported her weight while Gerwald grabbed her around the waist with one of those huge arms. The upper pegs and bonds were released in moments. Zin collapsed against her Master and began to hug him. He picked her and took her to a couch and placed her there.

 

“Split your legs." he said to her. With a look of concentration on his face he began to checking her crotch area for any sign of damage. "Abraded a little.” he said to no one in particular then looked at Bea.

 

“Bring me the First Aid kit!” Bea jumped up to obey him and hustled over to the cabinet that held it and was back in moments. While she was doing this he was hugging and reassuring his slave, smiling and speaking with her in very low tones.

 

Bea delivered what looked like a huge red fishing tackle box with white crosses painted on the sides. He opened it, found a tube of ointment, and started to treat Zin's crotch. Only after this was done did he let her close her legs. He stayed with her another few minutes and watched as she also fell into a deep sleep. He covered her with an afghan as well. He led L.A., Bea, and I back to the living room, turning down the playroom lights as he left.

 

When we got to the living room and he settled himself in his favorite chair and Bea settled at his feet. I took a chair also and L.A. looked a moment at Bea then followed her lead and sat at my feet as well.

 

Gerwald looked hard at L.A. then started speaking. "You have witnessed a great many things tonight. Depending on your Master's mood you may have to endure any of them at some time. You did not safe word this evening, so that means I have either overwhelmed, or excited you."

 

"I have watched you carefully this evening. A nude slave hides very little, a great deal can be told about a slave from the condition of her nipples, the timbre of her voice, and the condition of her skin and cunt. Master G, give your slave a master's touch. I would bet that you will find her wet and hot."

 

I leaned over and let my hand wander down L.A.'s body from her throat to her shaven sex. Her nipples had been erect all evening and were the same now. I let my hand cup her sex, then I used my middle finger part and penetrate her. She was wet and the very core of her was burning. Again I was so proud of her and her responses.

 

"She is responsive." I said then tilted her head back and kissed her very deeply. "Now that you have seen what might happen how do you feel? Please feel free to speak."

 

“It's all so very foreign,” L.A. said softly “who would have believed that people actually do this?" was her first comment.

 

After a moment she looked at me, and said "It's all very exciting and arousing. I just can't believe this is happening. My feelings and thoughts are so jumbled up. Everything I have seen tonight I've seen in my dreams. I keep thinking I need to wake up only to find that I'm awake. The cross is something I had never envisioned.”

 

"I blame your Master for the Cross of St Andrew." Gerwald said chuckling. "Zin had played on something similar once and made a sketch. Your master took that simple sketch and came back the next week with a complete set of drawings. I had a master carpenter friend of mine build it. Your master worked out the trick with the pegs however, normally the subject is just bound there to hang by their hands or wrists."

 

Gerwald paused and yawned hugely. "It's late and I'm tired. Master G, I offer you the hospitality of my house. It will be 2AM by the time you get home. Can I offer you a bed?"

 

"Yes please. I'm not looking forward to a long drive this late. The usual room?" he nodded to this then stood up.

 

"Bea attend me." then left with his slave in tow. I just had to think at that point, he kept three slaves here and had exhausted two. Here was a man of huge appetites.

 

I looked down at L.A.. "Follow me. You will spend this night as a slave, nude and chained hand and foot to the bed."

 

 

 

 

Chapter 5

Rebirth

 

True to my word, I led her to a spare bedroom then we both used the bathroom. I then placed her on the bed and loosely chained her hand and foot. She would be able to sleep quite comfortably, and move around. But as her orgasms were now mine to command, I did not want her to be able to seek any self-satisfaction. I started to remove the leather collar. It can be uncomfortable to sleep in but was stopped by her hand. She was staring at me with a forlorn look on her face and a big question mark.

 

"Do you have a something to say." I asked

 

She smiled at that "I would like to keep it on Master." I loosened it rather than take it off. I had seen this before but had not been expecting it. For some, being without a collar is very disconcerting. For now, it seemed to be a passing attraction rather than the pressing need so I let it pass. I settled her in the bed made sure the pillow was comfortable for her then stripped and got in bed myself. It had been a long day with many surprises and ups and downs and I was tired to the bone.

 

I did gather her in close and cuddled her to my body and started to gently to rub her back. After a couple of minutes, I heard steady breathing. She was asleep. Only then did I let myself drift off. Tomorrow I would have to search her feelings for what had happened to her today.

 

I woke up at about 8 am to find a warm armful of female intently staring at me. My bladder had gotten me up, as I was sure hers had also, the difference being I could do something about my discomfort. I pulled her close and kissed her. Then I removed her collar and checked her neck. No problems from wearing it overnight. I then started to free her chains. I pointed at the restroom "You first but don't close the door."

 

She smiled at that. "What would be the point, you know my body better than I do, Master." then sat up and rolled her shoulders and did a few morning stretches and padded off. She was back in minute and I took care of the same problem.

 

I got dressed then we went in search of her clothes. They were still in the playroom where she had been told to remove them the night before. She picked them up and put them on the couch but did not try to dress.

 

A quick look around told us that Bea and Zin had found other places to sleep more comfortable than a Gurney and a couch, and most of the equipment had been returned to its place.

 

I smelled fresh coffee and with L.A. in tow, followed my nose to the kitchen. Bea was reading the Sunday paper. She was nude except for dishtowel over one shoulder. She looked up when we came in. Without say a word she moved me to the breakfast nook, and a large mug of coffee magically appeared in front of me.

 

"Good morning Master, what can I get you for breakfast this morning." After she had made a few suggestions, I settled on an omelet and toast.

 

She motioned L.A. into the kitchen and started to make an omelet for me. I did hear the two of them talking and laughing. I did hear one piece of sage advice from Bea.

 

"There are many ways to please your master, but if you have his coffee in front him when he first wakes up, and get food in `em fast, you can get away with lots of indiscretions." This was delivered in a stage whisper to L.A.. I hated to admit it but she was right.

 

L.A. soon appeared with two large plates, piled high with the omelets and toast. Bea had already had her breakfast and the two of them were chatting and joking. Phone numbers were exchanged and Bea left to place the piece of paper with the phone numbers with her clothes.

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