Doug was actually quite impressed with Ms. Cockrill’s stamina. The leather pantsed, shirtless man didn’t count the strokes with the paddle, but he estimated he spanked her bottom at least sixty times. Not only did her bottom turn cherry red, but even with the gag in place he could tell she was gritting her teeth as her face became flushed. Otherwise, the real estate lady turned Domme, and now His slave, took the stiff spanking admirably well.

Walking around to the front of the stocks, the Dominant man held her head up by her hair. She cringed from the shooting pain in her scalp, but to his amazement she hadn’t shed a tear. Doug was beginning to like liz more and more. She’d proven to be a superior Mistress, indeed, and he was glad he’d showed his submissive side to her. Perhaps one day he’d submit himself to her once again. But for now, her payback was only beginning, and when he informed her of that, she babbled something incoherent into her gag.

Then looking over at a kneeling, attentive louise, Doug picked up the riding crop and approached her. “How did you like watching your precious mistress get spanked?” he asked with a slight sarcastic tone. Like lizzie, she attempted an incoherent reply, which only made the dominant man snicker. “Kneel up straight!” he ordered his wife, which forced her dangling boobs to waver slightly. Tapping her right tit with the crop, He looked down at her as he grabbed her hair with his left hand, forcing her head up. “Do think I didn’t notice how admiringly you’ve were watching liz while she was punishing me? She attempted to babble something, but gagged louise wasn’t making much sense. “You looked like you enjoyed torturing me by licking that needled pouch, didn’t you? And do you think I didn’t know that escape attempt was fake?” Again she jabbered into the gag. “Well since you are so enamored with lizzie, I have something in mind that will give you two some togetherness.” More jabbering.

Doug then unhooked the chain from the ring that held louise to the floor and ordered her to her feet, pointing the crop toward her breasts to ensure obedience. Leading her over to where the dangling chain hung from the pulley, he attached her wrists over her head and activated the up button on the dial until just the balls of her feet touched the floor. The whip marks had not yet faded, as he attached a spreader bar between her ankles. After tapping the crop gently against her wide open pussy, he ambled back over to the stocks.

“Okay lizzie baby, it’s your turn. Unlocking the medieval implement with the remembered key, Doug quickly cuffed the freshly spanked Ms. Cockrill’s wrists behind her back, attached a leash to the leather collar around her neck and forced her to follow Him over to where louise was suspended by her wrists. “Here we are my dear lizzie.” -Doug got the distinct feeling she didn’t like to be called that- He then freed her wrists only to raise them over her head, so that she was facing the other woman and suspended in the same manner, which placed the two ladies in close proximity to each other. Of course he added a spreader bar to lizzie’s ankles as well.

Stepping back and admiring the scene before Him, Doug wished he had a camera at this moment. This scene, however, would be pictured in his mind’s eye forever- two naked ladies facing each other, nearly tit to tit.

Then he remembered how Ms. Cockrill was sneakily watching louise and Himself while Doug and his wife played in the dungeon from a video camera upstairs. Perhaps he’d mosey up there and have a look for himself. But that would come later.

For now though, He wasn’t quite through. Walking over to the drawers he’d seen earlier, he pulled one open.. “Oh we can have fun with these,” He mused as he held up four sets of chained metal clamps.

As the dark haired man ambled back to where his two slave girls dangled so invitingly, Doug noticed louise trying to make eye contact with liz. “I’ll put an end to that nonsense!” he declared as he slipped blindfolds on both of them.

“See lizzie, I told you we could fun with these!” Doug said as he held up one of her size 38's. But to his surprise she barely flinched when he enclosed her right nipple with one of the metal clamps. He could tell she was feeling the pain, but she was breathing inward sharply and letting it out, which further enforced her experience as a submissive. Her discomfort doubled when Doug attached the second biting implement. These clamps were not adjustable with absolutely no let-up from the relentless pressure, and even though her nipples were turning purple, she absorbed the excruciating torment rather well.

Then Doug looked over at his wife. “Okay louise, let’s see if you can do as well as lizzie.” He then extended the chain from liz’s right nipple and pointed the other clamp toward louise’s right nipple. Knowing what a pain-slut his wife is, he figured she’d take it pretty well, and she did, reacting similar to lizzie. Then Doug pulled on the chain that was attached to the clamp on liz’s left nub, and extended it so that it crossed the first chain between their bodies, and he attached the other clamp to louise’s left nipple.

Stepping back and again wishing he had a camera, Doug would not forget this picture for the rest of his days on this earth.

Then he added something. He strolled back over to the drawers, where he found some one pound weights. Smiling sardonically, the man picked them up, ambled back and immediately hung a one pound weight to where the two chains crossed, dragging all four nipples downward. Doug heard the ladies breathing harder, but instead of pitying them he added another weight. He was glad that the clamps were on tight enough so they wouldn’t slip from the nipples.

“Almost done ladies,” Doug boasted as He knelt between them holding two more sets of metal clamps. He decided to let louise go first this time. Very carefully he pointed an open clamp toward her left pussy lip. A raucous reaction was blurted into her gag as the relentless pressure mounted. That reaction doubled when he attached the second clamp on the other pussy lip. Writhing in pain, his wife’s face reddened, but now it was lizzie’s turn. Her reaction mirrored louise’s, as the two clamps were attached to her sensitive lower lips. Then as an added bonus, Doug added a one pound weight to those crossed chains as well.

“I think this is a good payback for that needled pouch, lizzie baby, and for you dear wifey, for the way you enjoyed my torture.” He declared as he ambled toward the basement door. “I hope you ladies enjoy yourselves, while I go upstairs and have a look at you two from that video camera,” he said with a hardy laugh, as he walked out of the dungeon, leaving the two trussed up, clamped ladies to suffer for a while.

*

Searching the main part of the house, Doug found that video camera in a cozy den. “The Roqueforts sure have class,” he mused as he flipped on the switch. He smiled wickedly as the picture of his two slave-girls came into focus. “I wonder if they have any beer in the fridge?” He asked himself as he got up and slipped into the kitchen. Finding some indeed, Doug returned to his “ringside seat” as it were. Snickering as his two chained ladies squirmed. What a sight it was!

Then he laughed again. “I’ll bet lizzie baby got wet watching me dominate louise earlier!”

At that point he swung the camera around the room. “This is an extraordinary dungeon,” Doug declared to himself. “Certainly the best I’ve seen.”

Suddenly, he saw something in the dungeon he hadn’t seen before. There appeared to be a cutout in the wall behind the set of drawers. There was no knob on it, but it appeared to be a door. “Maybe there is another way out of the dungeon!” He laughed out loud. “That’s what lizzie was babbling about when Doug went into His tirade about the building inspector,” he thought.

“Alright then Ms. Cockrill, you just might’ve made yourself a sale!”

But for now, the man watched the two ladies twist from the relentless pressure of the clamps.