Surprise Reversal

[gagged_Louise]

Louise felt fear and blood rush surging through her as she was whipped by Liz.. There was no way out for the moment, all she could do was let her bound and gagged body take the swipes. She gasped and grunted into her gag, but how long could this go on? Presumably Mrs Cockrill did want them to buy the house, but Louise told herself the joke might soon go too far. And how on earth would Doug react? She suddenly knew, with an intuitive flash, that Liz would soon be spanking Doug in some way as well.
Liz took two swipes more and then let up. “Slave louise seems to be a worthy painslut” she said in a confident tone to Doug, who first didn’t reply, then added “Y-yes, she’s always been into this stuff and I know she really enjoys it, bound and flogged. But don’t be too hard, I’ve already…”
Louise writhed slightly and felt both unease and awe for Liz. She suddenly hoped that she would get this back on her husband.

“Ah, you dicked slave, nobody tells me how hard I can handle them. Though I really prefer women as my bound slaves, men are a nice alternative” Catwoman said, though they both knew her identity by now. “I will know how to make you both feel grateful you went here. Hands behind your back now, Mr Gilmore!”

Doug’s mind started somewhere but his submissive side took over and he soon put his hands obediently crossed behind. As the catwoman stepped behind him he felt a tingle of the unexpected and yet, right now, inevitable.
Louise held her breath as she heard it. No protest. Oh jeez, he really is allowing it.

Liz put one cuff on Doug’s left hand, then put the other one on his right and clicked them shut.
They were her captives.

[DungeonMaster6]

Doug, the normally dominant man, heard the click of the cuffs. He along with louise were instantly turned into Catwoman's/Liz's captives!

Years of female domination flashed through his brain as the bound, shirtless man stood with eyes downward. It had been at least five years since he allowed himself to be Dommed. He had been through it all: spanked(he had a high threshold), whipped, strapped, cropped and caned. He endured nipple clamps and clothespins, butt plugs and dildos up his ass, as well as cock and ball torture. He vividly recalled a session in which a Domme had chained his wrists over his head, placed a spreadbar between his ankles and put clothespins on his nipples and privates. With him blindfolded she proceeded to spank his ass with a hard leather paddle until his nether globes turned numb. If that wasn't enough she whipped his back, buttocks and thighs, then came around front and flogged his chest, stomach and thighs, cruelly whipping off each clothespin. As a reward, she then ran what felt like a vibrator over his swollen cock and Doug felt the cum being whooshed out of his body uncontrollably.

Now, however, as he faced this mysteriously intriguing Femdom, he felt a bit foolish as if he'd been trapped like a mouse about to be devoured by a feline.

He also felt guilt. How could an experienced dominant like himself forget about that key to the lock? Would louise enjoy watching her man being punished for that gross oversight?

From his point-of-view, however, he could have rebelled and overpowered Liz before, but something told him just to submit to this woman's whims.

[DungeonMaster6]

She was purposely making him, Doug thought. The old "make them wait" game. He'd been through it before, and it does unnerve the sub to the point where you are practically begging to be abused. In fact he'd done this many times to his female slaves. It was strictly a mind game; after all the mind can be a devious sex organ.

This waiting also gave him time to think about his precious Louise. He thought about the time he met her at a party. It was at Mistress Rose's place, which was really an old unused warehouse, that she rented once a month for the purpose of throwing these BDSM parties. They had become so popular that she needed a large space.

There was bondage equipment all around this very large room. Spanking and whipping scenes were occurring everywhere you looked. Males were doming females, Femdoms were domming males as well as other femmes.

Doug felt completely at ease at these parties, because everybody there was there for the same reason, doing the thing they loved without any interference. Mistress Rose did employ some bouncers just in case somebody needed to be tossed, but there were really very few disagreements.

One time after he had just finished putting a tall redheaded sub through her paces, Doug was leaning against the bar, sipping on his jack and ginger when this rather tall, leggy, dark haired babe came sauntering up to him. She complimented him on the scene, saying she had wished she could've changed places with the redhead. Doug smiled and bought her a drink.

That was he and Louise's first meeting, and after she shared with him her limits, it wasn't long before she was suspended by her wrists, gagged and blindfolded. She loved it when he spanked her, reveled in the thorough whipping( back and front), and gleefully agreed to go home with his after the party.

As Doug looked back at Catwoman, he knew that no matter what happened here, there was no way he was going let Louise get away.

[gagged_Louise]

Sweating and heaving with her pain now that the turn-on from being spanked by Doug had long subsided, Louise let her eyes sweep around the scene from her fixed head. She couldn’t see him full on, but she knew Doug had his hands locked behind him,standing there turned over to Liz as securely as she was herself. An almost forbidden feeling of spite entered her as she thought about how Doug would be Dommed and whipped for forgetting to hold the keys, but her mind seemed to split between pity for him and awe for this spunky Catwoman Domme, who could force her man into surrender and grab any pain she wanted from them. The silence was ominous.
-Mmmgh! Louise moaned, both out of hard pain and to somehow break the cold calm.
-Your time will come too, slave, her Domme replied. First I will have to make it a little more even, though - don’t you like that, Mr Gilmore?
He said nothing, and Liz went over to Louise.
-You look so good, pretty slave louise. You know you’re hot, and now you’re around here, we can have some fun all three-e – she stretched the last word out in her cheery brit accent...Louise thought of Mrs Thatcher for a moment, even if Liz’s voice was more mellow.

-I will ungag you for a moment now so that you may kiss this whip. It’s been used on your back, and soon it may be used to stripe your slave husband. That weak creature deserves to be Dommed and made to sob like a rabbit! she said in a charged, theatre angry voice.
Louise wanted to yell “NO!” but she was totally powerless.
Against her will, she nodded slightly, and Liz removed her ball gag, wiping the drool and sweat from her mouth. Then the penis gag inside. Louise breathed hard and looked up with slightly stern eyes.
With a slow, measured move Catwoman, or Liz – they’d melted into one – brought the staff of the whip close to her mouth. Louise hesitated for a moment, then kissed it.
-Very good, slave, the Lady replied and refitted the ball gag, buckling it tight. Then she turned and approached Doug.

[lizeskimo]

Returning back to her normal voice, Liz sat on a splendidly carved chair and with an over the top wave at the restrained couple said " well this is all very nice mr and mrs Gilmore. You are both nicely restrained, I like that. Well by now, I guess you know who I really am, so I may as well dispense with my little disguise. " Liz took several moments to undo the hood and show her face to the Gilmores. " Ah that's better" she cooed, feeling the cooler air on her face and head. She neatly gathered her hair in a pony tail and secured it with an elastic band from a little pot on the floor next to her chair, all the while watching the bound duo for any reactions.

"Right, now I have your attention, time for business. Mr Gilmore go sit next to your wife." Doug got up and with a little difficulty plonked himself next to where Louise's head was protruding from the stocks. Already he was feeling the strain on his shoulders and could only imagine what his wife was going through.

"My you do look a perfect pair, all tied up and nowhere to go!.... "Mr and mrs Gilmore " Liz announced in a mock booming tone, "you have seen the whole house and this splendid 'secret extra room'. What do you both think? There is a small condition on it's sale though,
As you both know, the Roachfortes are very keen to sell, so they can move into a charming little castle they have bought in Scotland, through me of course....ahem!"

Liz got up from her chair and unbuckled Louise's gag, letting it uncerimoniously drop to the floor followed by a huge line of drool. She watched Louise moving her stretched jaws about, trying to work some normality back into them. There were deep red lines in her cheeks "That must have hurt" Liz thought and shugged her shoulders slightly.

"If you decide you want to buy, you will remain as you are and I shall dispense your punishment. However if you don't want to buy, I shall release you now, thank you for being such good sports and I will wish you good luck in your hunt for a new home."

The room went so quiet you could hear the perverbial pin drop. The Gilmore's looked at each other in for a few moments, and in unison shouted " yes ms. Cockrill we want to buy this house!"

Liz slapped her thighs and laughed out loud. " An excellent choice. I'm so pleased you have made the right decision. I hope you have many wonderful years living here and er upstairs as well.. Now that's the end of business side of things, let's play a little game. Mr.Gilmore, or should I say doug, get up and stand in front of louise, bend down as far as you can without bending your knees."

Doug done as he was told, perhaps a little too quickly, bending at the waist at almost ninety degrees. " My you are flexible doug, let's see how much" Liz lowered a rope and hook from the beam above doug and hitched it to his handcuffs. With a few tugs, doug's arms were wrenched up behind him towards the beam. He moaned loudly but didn't say anything.

"You do look rather fetching doug, your ass is nicely presented for your punishment. So louise what do you think I should do with your husband, the one who forgot to check for the keys to your freedom?" Liz, sat back down and tapped her crop on her left calf lightly " How many stokes do you think he deserves?"

[gagged_Louise]

Her mangled back and her fixed, buzzing head cried out for help and a strong sedative to ease the pain, but Louise made an effort to think clearly. Once again the situation had turned around ninety degrees. She might be chained down and physically at the mercy of Liz, but by putting this choice to her, the Domme had somehow given her a key part in what would happen. Louise was determined they would get this place, and Liz had said it was a deal, but nevermind, it's always good to please the seller or the agent. Liz did seem eager to give Doug a beating, and strong vocies inside of Louise certainly cried out to see Doug bleed and cry for once, after he had put her to this momentous overload of pain.
But then, was it the end? Would Liz release them after she had spanked this Dominant man? Louise didn't quite think so. Liz might go further with both of them - it was the week-end, nobody would miss either of them for many hours - and she had said something about women being her preferred choice as bound and tortured slaves. That line both incited and frightened the stocked-down Hispanic woman. Louise.pushed her jaws around, tried to lick life into her drained mouth and eyed Doug. My Dom, my man. Anger and restraint ran through her mind.
Louise groaned as the spasms of hard, running pain came again from her butt. She tried to move her fixed hands, but it only made more sweat and adrenaline run through her. The pain assaulted her, she counted to five in her mind and then...She moaned, tried to think hard, then pursed her lips.
"Fifteen. Give him...fifteen hard lashes. And I...I'd like to see a crotchrope to tie down his dick; make it safe. Bet it's hard already, Doug?"

[DungeonMaster6]

"Fifteen hard lashes!" Louise replied. Doug's impending punishment was about to occur. His muscular arms felt the strain of being in this awkward bent-over position.

At this point he was trying to recall what color were the briefs he donned this morning? He had a strong feeling that Mistress Liz was about to find out.

[lizeskimo]

"Well doug, let's see what you're made of. Time to see some bare ass" Liz laughed out loud when she pulled doug's trousers down to his ankles, revealing a pair of red briefs with Mickey Mouse motifs. "So doug, this is the attire of louise's Dom....very fetching I must say!"

Doug could feel himself blushing deeply with embarrassment and could only mumble "yes Liz, er sorry, yes ms Cockrill" "My you do learn quickly" Liz laughed again as doug's trousers and briefs were uncerimoniously flung over the chair that Liz had just been sitting on.

Louise done all that she could to keep a straight face as her husband, save for his socks and shoes had been stripped naked. His penis was quite erect now, something that Liz intended in correcting immediately as requested by the stock bound louise.

"Just for our pleasure doug, not yours, I have here a rather nice crotchbelt just for you." Liz said brightly as she busied herself fastening a wide leather belt around doug's waist. " Now for the best bit.You will find the small pouch I'm stuffing your man thing into has lots of tiny pins inside, I don't need to tell you what will happen if you continue to get any harder." Liz buckled the front of the pouch to the belt at the front and pulled the whole thing as tight as she could making sure the strap went deep into the cleft of his ass cheeks and buckled it tightly at the rear side of the belt, pulling his penis backwards and crushing his testicles up inside his body.

"So louise, do you like your husband's new underwear? Much better than his last effort! Just to make sure you can't try and avade your strokes, a nice spreader bar will do the job I think"

Quickly Liz bound doug's ankles to the bar and as a final touch padlocked the bar to one of the many hooks protruding from the floor.

"Now doug, are you ready for this?" The crop whistled through the air and landed in the middle of doug's left buttock with a satisfying thwacking sound, making him jump in his bonds. He hissed loudly as he felt a searing pain, of which he hadn't felt for a long time. Liz hit his right buttock with as much vicious force as the left and again he hissed and tried to jump forward.

"This wont do, your'e squirming too much. let's adjust the strapaddo a little" Liz gave the vertical rope another tug making doug bend over even more, his arms pulled ever nearer towards the ceiling. " Oops I seem to have lost count, I guess I'll have to start again, but this time you can count each stroke for me doug and thank your wife for suggesting your punishment afterwards."

Thwack! "One ms Cockrill" Thwack! " Two ms. Cockrill" Thwack " Three ms. Cockrill" Thwack "Four ms Cockrill....that hurts so much!"

"Silence yourself doug or I may have to gag you. If it wasn't for your stupididy in the first place you wouldn't be in this position" Liz hissed. Thwack "Five ms. Cockrill" Thwack "Six ms Cockrill"

Suddenly the beating stopped and liz stepped back to admire her handiwork so far. Three nice deep red welts had appeared on each of doug's punished ass cheeks, almost the same colour as his discarded briefs which brought the tiniest of smile's to Liz's mouth.

"Well louise, I'm getting a little hot inside my catsuit, I could do with a little sit down. I think you have suffered long enough in the stocks, so I shall release you and let you finish punishing your husband. Would you like that my dear?"

Liz bent down and twiddled the dial on the safe inside the trunk and pulled out a large bunch of keys and waved them in front of doug's agonised face. "This what you should have looked for when you first started playing" "Yes ms. Cockrill, how stupid of me" doug said sheepishly.

Within a few moments Liz had freed Louise from the stocks, leaving her with her arms still bound to stiffly get up in her own time.
"Thankyou for releasing me ms Cockrill, i wasn't sure if i could have held out much longer. Those stocks are quite evil" louise mused.

"Turn around so i can undo the rest of your bonds, but obviously I don't want you to escape, so I'm afraid I'll have to chain on of your ankles to the floor, just for added security."

Louise's right ankle was locked into a metal shackle which was and a large chain running from another hook in the floor was attached. " Don't wan't you getting any big ideas dear" After louise's arms were free, she spent several moments rolling her shoulders around to regain the strength in her arms as Liz watched patiently.

Liz placed the bunch of keys back into the safe and handed her crop to louise in the same way a squire would hand a broadsword to his knight, but with a little theatrical flourish.

"You may begin whenever you want to dear, but rest assured, if you don't put maximum effort into each stroke you will be punished in the exact same way as your foolish husband, but I will double your strokes. If that is fully understood, proceed"

Louise drew back her still aching left arm and hit her husband squarely on the right buttock. "Seven ms.Cockrill" doug shrieked. Louise looked at Liz, who was now sitting back in her chair and gave her a little grin.
Thwack "Eight ms.Cockrill" The next hit was even harder then the first followed by another and another, each time doug counting the stroke.

When louise had reacked fourteen Liz got up and told louise to stop."Only one to go doug are you ready? Please hand me back the crop louise and be a dear, sit down on top of that bench behind you and put your hands behind your back."

Liz adjusted doug's spreader bar so it was open as far as his legs could spread and locked it in position. She moved behind him, lined her aim and slashed him as hard as she could between his legs, hitting the pouch that contained his manhood. The pain seared through doug's penis and he squealed like a pig. He stood there sweating and panting for what seemed like an eternity, squirming about,trying to get away from the pain . At last he said "fifteen ms. Cockrill. Er thankyou for suggesting my punishment Louise, I deserved it"

[gagged_Louise]

Louise finished her line of swipes with relish. It was a very unusual feeling to be able to swat out pain on a Dom, but she felt strong and happy both from the knowledge they would almost certainly get the house and from being able to give Doug what he damn well deserved for his oversight. She let her strong, faultless mucles heave away thwack after thwack on that helpless back. Mmm!


His shouts became shriller and more agonized and Louise reveled at the thought of his dick tucked away and surrounded by those pins. Few things make a man feel more Dommed than having to expose his dick to pain and to a woman's control.

When Liz asked her to stop short of the last swipe Louise was a little bemused but she quickly found herself and sat down with her hands obediently crossed behind her, waiting, she felt sure, to be bound again. With some glee, she watched as Doug heaved with pain and his still cummed-up face grotesquely protruded from his neck. Yeah right, she chuckled inside, while knowing she would soon get her dues from Liz again.

[DungeonMaster6]

This was not supposed to be happening. After seeing the dungeon, his immediate plan had been to show Liz how he dominated Louise, and in doing so would influence the sales lady into dropping her drawers, allowing Him to do the same to her. However, when the first lash landed on his protruding butt cheeks, this surprise reversal had come full circle.

Doug could tell by the way Catwoman/Liz was wielding that whip that she was no novice, and when she ordered him to count the strokes, it was obviously done to humiliate him further, especially in front of his wife, who seemed to be encouraging Mistress Liz in his utter debasement.

This position with his arms forced strainingly up behind him, with the spreaderbar actually making his butt cheeks part, was indeed humiliating enough. But the devious vixen had found his weakness, or any man's for that matter. Initially when the bent over, now slave, felt her soft fingers on his cock, doug thought she was actually going to give him some pleasure( he could feel the precum ooze out). That idea was short-lived however, when he felt the sheath go around the entire length of his semi hard manhood, and the horror of those prickly little needles threatened to puncture his sensitive skin if he got an erection.

He could he not let himself get hard!

However, when Ms. Cockrill began stripping off the catsuit, and even from his bent over state, nature took it's course...He began sweating bullets as his painful report reverrated around the walls of the dungeon.

Both ladies seemed to enjoy watching him suffer, especially when Liz freed Louise and offered her the whip. For the first time in their relationship, the usually bound and gagged wife was about to whip her husband, to the encouragment of Ms. Cockrill. Even though he tried to relax his hind cheeks in an effort to relieve the burning buildup, the sizzling stripes seared his ass, as he squirmed and blurted out each number. It was one thing to be have his ass whipped by a perfect stranger, but it was quite another to be flogged by his own wife!

How humiliating indeed! In one afternoon the once proud dominant man had been ignominiously reduced from Master Doug to slave doug.

[lizeskimo]

Liz walked around to doug's front, bent down and grasped his chin with her latex clad hand and pulled his head up so his grimacing face was level with hers. "That is what happens to those who forget that safety, in your case remembering the location of keys, is the most important thing with any form of BDSM play. Let that be a lesson to you" Liz chided.

Doug opened his mouth and was just about to blurt something out when Liz put a finger to her lips to signal silence and doug sighed quietly but didn't utter a word. "That's better, I will decide when you should speak, not you" Liz let go of his chin and his head flopped back to is former position.
"As you took your punishment well, it's only fair that you should experience a little pleasure. Doug lifted his head with a smile on his face. "No,no,no, not you doug, I was talking to your lovely wife. I haven't finished with you yet."

Liz tapped her crop on Doug's pouch lightly making him wince." Not smiling now are we? I saw what you were doing to louise earlier" Both doug and louise looked a bit puzzled which made Liz laugh out loud. She pointed toward the top left hand corner of the cellar, and their eyes followed dutifully. Then they both noticed the faint red light twinkling at regular intervals.

"Well you know I just couldn't resist watching what you would get up to when I left you alone earlier. Don't worry, nothing was recorded, I'm not that sort of person" Doug and Louise's faces both looked a little shocked but also relaxed when Liz said the last part about no recording had been made.

"Just for the record, I am very pleased you have decided to buy the house, I think you will make very good owners and I'm sure the Roachfortes will will be overjoyed that the house has been sold to people who will keep up it's fine traditions here in the cellar. I'll put you touch with them if you like so you could, well, organise a little get together in the future. Anyhow i'll do that later when we complete the paperwork."

Louise still sitting on the bench, looked at Liz, smiled then bowed her head slightly." That would be exciting, having a play party. Just like the old days" she thought. She sunk into a little daydream, imagining about all the wonderful things she and her husband could get up when they moved into the house.

[gagged_Louise]

Louise had felt amazed at the news that Liz had been able to watch her entire ordeal, had seen everything, but she also felt some pride. I did it well, and she respects me as a subbie, she thought. Slave louise stood up to the pain, she thought even as the ache in her butt and her wrists still burnt through her. She knew Doug was her Master, but Liz had shown such guts in taking over the situation and then giving Doug what he deserved; she began toying with the thought that she'd submit to Liz, if just for today. As a straight girl, the idea of being enslaved by another woman was one Louise found kinda weird, but not tasteless.

"Ms Cockrill, it's really news to me but then you saw him torturing my ass so hard. Now that this lovely boy..."
"Silence, lady!" Liz interrupted with a firm, though not mean, voice. "As long as you're in this dungeon today you will observe slave rules. And a slave only gives her opinion when she is asked to do so"
"Forgive me, Ms Cockrill" Louise replied demurely, bowed her head a bit and firmly kept her hands crossed behind her.
"Yes, I watched your playtime, Louise. I did see how gracefully you took the spankings and the use brought on you by your Sir. He was very enthusiastic if a bit carried away. Too bad he got careless, but I am impressed with your guts and interest, both of you, and with your endurance, Louise. Now that your tormentor is chained down, he'll have to pay for his lack of attention, however, and he will do it in a way I know will please you too, Louise. First we must care for youir wounds a bit, though.
Louise looked up, tilted her head and gave a shy smile.
"You will be bound and gagged while you help me punish your man, but you will be enjoying it. He may, too..." she added with an ironic twist.
"Please, Ms Cockrill, this slave begs you to allow her to fix her eyes and lips before being bound and gagged again. So much drooling, and it means something to a woman..."
"Of course, slave louise. Ah, that's your handbag over there is it?"
Doug was looking on, still head pushed forward and grunting in pain. His dismay at what he saw was making his face red. His wife seemd to be approaching ad shamelessly fraternizing with their enemy, even down to using the word "slave". Slave to Liz?.Doug wanted to break into swearing but it would just have sounded corny and earned him a gag.

Liz brought over louise's handbag and stood by her. She nodded, signaling that Louise could move her hands in front and do what she wished. Louise eagerly dug up her lipstick and carefully applied new pink, then added some green shadow at her eyelids..She rubbed her tortured cheeks and drew in air, then looked up at Liz and into the room. Liz was smiling at the young woman beside her.
"Thank you, Ms Cockrill"

Putting her handbag down, Louise steadied herself immediately and put her hands behind her back. Liz cut a length of thick hemp rope and seized her wrists, tying them securely and tightly, crossed over each other. Louise tugged at her forearms; her hands were completely pinioned, though not very painfully so.
"Open your mouth, Louise" Liz said quietly.
Louise obeyed, and Liz took the leather ring gag she had brought and pushed it between Louise's shining teeth, letting her tongue only come through. She tugged the straps behind Louise's head and pulled tight. Louise felt the quirky thrill, well known to her, of having given up speech and being forced to keep your mouth silent. She loved gags and this one fit her perfectly, tight while not ruining her make-up.
She wiggled her torso and shoulders slightly, feeling her hands and mouth given up to Liz' control.

[lizeskimo]

"Now let me take that shackle off you so we can lie you on the bench, but beware, if you try anything you will regret it. Is that understood louise?" The bound and gagged louise mutely nodded and stood still while Liz undone the metal restraint from her ankle.

" Now dear, I want you to lie on the bench on your stomach with your face through that hole at the end. With her arms pinioned, louise found it a little difficult to do what Liz said, but eventually she managed, wiggling and grunting herself into position.

Liz passed a broad leather strap across the back of louise's head and buckled it, not allowing her to raise her head an inch. If anything it forced her head futher through the padded hole. Her legs were opened wide and fixed with straps at her ankles, and thighs, securing her prone body to the bench.
"Now to get your arms out of the way" Liz murmured.

The hemp rope was quickly untied, only to be replaced with a leather cuff on each wrist and each wrist clipped to hooks at the sides of the bench.
" That's you ready, a little pleasure for you." Liz selected a small slender vibrator, switched it onto it's lower setting and placeed under louise's groin, so it was beteen her vagina lips and the tip touching her clit. tHis took a little while to get right without seeing what she was doing, but eventually judging by the way louise flinched, she hit the right spot.

Liz went over to one of the many wall cupboards, smiling knowingly at doug as she went past him and retreived a large jar of sorts.

"Ah cold cream, the best wound soother in the world, I swear by the stuff" Liz laughed. uncerimoniously she dumped a large gloop of the cream on louise's back, which made her jump as far as her bonds would allow. She started to slowly and gently rub the ointment into louise's punished flesh all the while listening to her gentle moans.

The feeiling of the cream and the latex of Liz's gloves mixed with the constant gentle vibr.ation at her crotch, louise could feel herself start to get moist. "This is turning me"on louise thought to herself, i hope ms.Cockrill doesn't notice"

After around ten minutes of massaging the cream into louise's back, Liz turned her attentions to her welted ass cheeks. Again the cold cream was dumped on each buttock and rubbed in until it had all soaked into her skin.

Louise was really getting into it now and started making little circles with her hips, grinding herself into the vibrator....Liz smiled. "you seem to be enjoying yourself there slave, that's good. Do your wounds feel a little better now they're all nicely soothed" Liz cooed.

"ef mff Ocklll" was all louise could manage to get out. "Well you can't have too much pleasure...not yet anyhow" liz said as she whipped out the vibrator from beneath louise.

Louise moaned loudly as she was on the brink of an orgasm and the source had been taken away. "Patience dear, we don't want you getting to excited and losing interest now do we?" Liz scoffed. With that she added a broad strap across Louise's lower back to stop her from grinding herself further. "Got to be cruel to be kind sometimes I think"

[DungeonMaster6]

Doug's ass still burned for sure from that hard whipping he'd received from Ms. Cockrill and louise. But that was nothing compared to the cock torture when Ms. Cockrill tapped the pouch holding his manhood. Even though the needles failed to penetrate his skin, the sharp points were pressed so snugly against him, that any outside stimuli would cause him immediate discomfort.

Knowing that the real estate woman-turned-FEMDOM was standing very near to where his head was pointed, doug tried very hard not to look at her, keeping his mind on something serious( like the Katrina victims). That did in fact work. Even when she forced his head up just to watch the grimace on his face after she tapped the pouch, admonishing him about his failure to remember the key, his cock triumpantly remained flaccid.

In addition the strain in his muscles and joints from being in this awkward position added to this male slave's misery, but Ms. Cockrill didn't seem to pay any attention as she turned back to louise.

Doug knew his wife was no stranger at being Dommed, because he had witnessed a session between her and another Mistress. It was at a party hosted by Sir Michael and Mistress Cecilia. The groundwork was laid while Louise was in the ladies' room. The hostess asked Doug if she could have a session with his slave, to which the dominant man replied that he would see if she would agree to it. Knowing what an adventuous spirit she is -which is one of the reasons Doug kept her around- he had a feeling she just might assent. This was something he would not compel her to do, however. So when Doug broached the subject to his submissive wife, she looked over at Cecilia who was talking to some other people, then looked back at Doug and smiled smokily. "Yes Sir, I will."

And when Doug saw his wife laying naked across Cecilia's thighs in the classic spanking position, he was elated. The leathered man couldn't take his eyes off that scene. He snickered a bit when he saw Mistress Cecilia's hand getting as red as Louise's bottom. He knew how that felt. The dominant lady then switched to a hard-leather paddle, and he knew his slave would love that.

After ten or so hard swats, that was all. As far as he knew, that was the only time she'd experienced a girl/girl scene.

But now, Ms. Cockrill was strapping louise down to the bench! His only regret was that from his position, doug couldn't see it.

[gagged_Louise]

The rabbit removed from her cleft, Louise felt like she had landed in a murky backwater. Liz' attentions to her scalded rear had begun soothing the rough pain, and the pleasant little vibe did even more, but when it was pulled out she felt naked and very aware of that she was bound and held down. She couldn't move her head, and her body strapped to the wooden bench shivered slightly. No release coming until Liz allowed her to get up. She mumbled into her gag, wondering how she'd look to Liz. The fact that she was in Ms Cockrill's power and bound by her made her feel hot. "I hope she commands me to kneel and kiss her boots when she lets me get up" she thought, "that would feel really good". it would also be fitting to have him see that one.

She knew Doug might be suffering pretty bad now and that there was more to come, but she felt triggered by Liz' words: how would she actually make things happen to punish him further?

Those stories Doug had told her in bed...he had sometimes touched on his early years in the scene, he'd told of weirdly sexy nights when he'd been suspended and spanked by voluble ladies in black leather corsets, but she had never really seen Doug in that kind of setup. It had all happened before they'd met and touched: by the time they hooked up at that party, he was aready a Dominant with some experience and Louise strongly into getting bound and abused. She was not a newbie back then but his touch with the whips, his ability to pull her stops out and meet her fearlessness, guide her and push her down had been vital to Louise.

Pressed against the bench, she again felt the wounds in her breasts aching - that was one vital side Liz had not had time for. She moaned as the wood roughed her soft bust.
“Don’t tell me you’re cumming, slave louise” Liz rapped at her “Mmmgh, noo Mi ockzimmmgh” Louise replied, cringing under the harsh leather straps.

[DungeonMaster6]

From his position, which was becoming more uncomfortable by the second, doug could hear his wife moaning. Was she going to cum? How bizarre!

At first louise seemed horrified when she realized that she, along with her husband, had become Ms. Cockrill's captive. And when she was whipped by the dominant woman, louise reacted in a predictable manner. But now, she seemed to be reveling at being under her thumb, so to speak.

As far as the bent-over male slave, doug wondered what Ms. Cockrill had in store for him next? Surely that spanking was only the beginning. It had been a long time since he was totally at a Domme's mercy, but doug felt his submissive side kick in, which at this point in his life was a welcome balance, even though having louise witness this side of him made him a bit uncomfortable.

Some of his past experiences suddenly whipped( pun intended) through his mind. That initial session with Mistress Vanessa, a black woman in fact, he remembered vividly. How he drove to her place with a hard-on the entire way. How he knelt naked at her feet while she gave him her requirements. How she spanked him, whipped him and butt-fucked him. How fulfilled he felt after the session. He knew this was something he wanted more of...And he got it!

More sessions with Mistress Vanessa followed, but unfortunately she moved and he lost contact with her. But in the town where he lived, FemDoms advertized all the time in an underground paper he picked up at a local sex shop, so it wasn't difficult to find another Domme. He recalled calling a place called "Queen's Castle", where he could choose from a variety of lovely ladies. There was one blonde named Gloria, who spreadeagled him face up on a bed, teased him until his cock was rock hard. Then she'd whip him all down his front until he lost the hard-on. Then she teased him somemore until he was hard again, followed by more whipping. She took him up and down five times, before she finally allowed him to cum.

That was one of doug's favorite sub memories. Would Ms Cockrill come anywhere close to that?

[lizeskimo]

"I do love it when someone tries to talk when they're gagged.I think it cements the fact that they're under my power, don't you agree louise? "ek Isk ockimfll" "Well that's very good louise, I'm pleased you agree. What about you doug, do you like your slave to talk to you when she's gagged?" " Well yes of course ms. Cockrill I do, I find it a turn on. To be fair the more exteme the gag the better, makes any scenario complete in my opinion" doug said through the pain of his upstretched arms. "Extreme gags hey....hmmm, most interesting doug" Liz trailed off.

Liz unclipped louise's wristsf rom the bench and reclipped them behid her back, then undone all the other straps, leaving the head one until last.

"Come my dear, stand up, I have to sooth your breasts now. I'm sure theyr'e still sore from your husband's earlier ministrations and your...er....earlier jigglings" Louise struggled to get herself off the bench as she did getting on it, but eventually she managed to stand up. Liz looked at the wetness louise had left behind, smiled, them motioned louise to have a look for herself. Louise went bright red when she realised what she could see. Liz gestured theatrically at the wet patch on the bench "Had a little fun did we? It's okay dear, you can clean it up later"

"Now where was I, oh yes, your breasts. Oh dear, they do look sore, so I guess I'll have to take extra care here" louise nodded then pushed her shoulders back, presenting her well formed breasts in readiness for ms.Cockrill's soothing touch.

"Well doug, such a lovely pair your wife has. All nice and pert, and look, her nipples are getting all nice and hard....oh sorry you can't see them can you. Well that's a shame!" Liz knew a mental image would flash in doug's mind, a moment later she heard a slight moan come from doug's direction as he imagined what was happening to his wife.

Liz gently massaged the soothing cream into each of louise's breasts, taking extra care in the areas where slight bruising had come up in place of some of the welts. All the while louise grunted and moaned as her pain was eventually soothed away. Twenty minutes later and Liz was done.

Louise had stood rigid throughout the whole sore process, even though she could feel the heat building up again in her crotch again. It was her way of pleasing ms. Cockrill and it worked. "Very good louise, I am impressed you resisted the urge to fidget or try and rub your thighs together. I may reward you later for your good attention. Now come over to your husband and stand in front of him." Louise almost trotted over to join doug and waited for for Liz to say something.

Suddenly the cellar went very quiet, the only sound Liz's heels clicking on the floor as she put the cold cream back into the cupboard. Doug looked up nervously at louise and mouthed "What's happening?" Louise shrugged her shoulders, meaning she didn't know. Doug dropped his head again along with a mental pictuere of his beautiful wife dribbling through her ring gag.

"So louise, ever worn an armbinder before, I'm told they're ever so good for the posture" Liz said eventually. Louise shook her head "oo ithf" " There's a first time for everything I suppose and that time is now." Liz slid the strong smelling leather binder over her already bound wrists right and up to the top of her arms. Taking her time to do up the lacing and straps Liz drew louise's arms so they were almost touching each other. "What do you think doug, doesn't your wife look beautiful? Louise spun round to give Doug a look. "Yes ms. Cockrill, very beautiful indeed. I didn't know her arms could touch like that"

"So you like gags hey doug? I think it's time you experienced one for yourself....open up wide" "No ms. Cockrill I don't want to, I'm fine....honestly"
"No doug, I insist!" Liz snapped. She went behind doug and pulled his head back and stuffed a piece of foul tasting rubber in his mouth almost making him reach as it touched the back of his throat" Now for the best bit" Liz said as she tightly buckled the gag and added a tiny padlock for extra security.

Liz took hold of the bulb connected to the gag and gave it a few good squeezes, making Doug's cheeks bulge out against the strain. "That will teach you to say no to me and not to mouth things to your wife when you think I'm not watching" Liz sneered squeezing the bulb two more times.

Liz motioned for louise to kneel on the floor in front of doug so that her head was level to his crotch. " Now louise the last part of your pleasure for now. I want you to lick doug's crotch pouch until you feel him become hard. When he is, continue until I say so then stop and raise your head.

I'm getting out of these shoes now for something a little....er....more comfortable. You may proceed now while I change."

[DungeonMaster6]

"Mmppf!" ... "What was that doug?" Ms. Cockrill asked sarcastically. The now gagged man shook his head. "I hope you were saying, 'Yes Ms. Cockrill', because that's all I want to hear out of your mouth, little man!" ..."Mmppf!"..."Oh I know, you don't want your wife to lick your pouch, is that it?" ..."Ysmccrl!"

"Do you hear that louise? doug doesn't want you to lick his cock!" Ms Cockrill said to the now kneeling wife. "What kind of a man doesn't want a woman to lick his cock?"

An incoherent reply came from the still gagged louise. That's when the Domme reached down and grabbed a handful of louise's long hair, forcing the kneeling woman's face upward. "If he doesn't get hard, I will punish you severely!"

"Mmppf!" Ms. Cockrill looked daggers at doug. "You have nothing to say about it, slave!"

[DungeonMaster6]

His eyes widened as doug looked down at his kneeling wife who's mouth was coming closer to his pouched manhood. A brief moment of levity entered his brain. Usually it was Him, who ordered her to lick his cock while she was kneeling naked at his feet. In a certain reversal, he was now beseaching her NOT to do it! But because louise was now a pawn being controlled by this Dominating Queen, her tongue was going to cause him excruciating pain, as those needles pressed menacingly against his now flaccid cock.

Again, the bent over man with his arms wrenched awkwardly, with his legs forced wide, while his butt cheeks still burned, forced himself to stay focused on something serious: Iraq; Durfur; The poor people in New Orleans. What were some needles pressed against his dick compared to the suffering going on in those places?

Would his strong-willed mind win, or his natural bodily reaction?

[gagged_Louise]

She had been serving with her mouth before but never quite like this. Louise put her tongue under the thin, almost sheer pouch, she could feel that cock inside and tilting her mouth she went ahead licking. Caressing his shaft she brought it in through the ring of her gag, like a plug in an electric socket. She was set to please Liz and to catch his drive, tease him up though he wouldn't want to, and a tense silence fell over the room as Doug's cock slid in. She let her tongue play around with his balls now. Breathing, moaning and then Doug's low groan as his cock started to grow and the sharp pins hit his flesh.

-Yes, get that! she thought as she let her tongue flutter about on his balls.and heaving his cock further in. I had my ass thrashed by you in the stocks, now let's see, mmm, cause I'm following new orders here.. The slow heat building in the kneeling, wriggling Louise, and her mouth growing warm and moist, she moved her tongue back to his shaft, licking it through the thin pouch. "Mmmgh, mmgh" she moaned silenced and steered on, feeling guided by Liz who had helped her out of the strained situation. His member seemed to be growing firmer now, she if anyone knew which spots to touch.

Come on now, come on...Giving pleasure like this is a token of power. Her arms contained and held by the binder on her back, she felt at the focus, able to call up the secret wishes both in herself and in others. Doug tried to avoid hardening; she kept on licking, licking, bringing it in. His cock was firmly locked in her ring gag now - he could no longer move it out, even if he had ben free to - and as she caressed it, the eager sucking making him grow hot and hard - only it wasn't the kind of hard-on he wished for. Go on, Louise she could hear as an unspoken call from Liz.

[DungeonMaster6]

Never in his life in the scene had doug ever felt anything like this. Clothespins, hot wax or clamps were nothing compared to having sharp needles pressed firmly against his manhood.

The bent-over, bound former dominant knew his will would lose the battle with nature when he felt louise's tongue on his balls. Any other time he'd be moaning from the exquisite feeling, but this was something all together different. He was powerless to stop the swelling, and the immediate consequences were devastating.

Writhing and groaning incoherently into his packed mouth, doug could feel the needles torturing his cock. Even though they did not break the skin, the pointy ends caused him enough discomfort that tears welled-up in his eyes. Adding to that, his wife appeared to be gleefully licking the thin pouch that housed the needles, at the behest of Ms. Cockrill.

If he had his hands free, doug would've yanked louise's face away from his crotch, but somehow she had maneuvered her ring gag so that his cock couldn't escape her normally tantalizing tongue.

Now, however, it was an instrument of torture. Each time she slowly licked him, his painfully boisterous reply must've been music to the ears of Ms. Cockrill and her willing accomplice, Louise. Tearfully the broken man begged them to stop.

[gagged_Louise]

His cock completely locked in her gagged grip, Louise let her tongue play over Doug's shaft. The red flesh barely shielded by the fine pouch, she could feel him growing harder by every moment and if that wasn't enough his gasps and moans did the rest. The devious trick devised by Liz was working on him and deep in her bound, enslaved body Louise felt her own cunt growing tickly and hot. She started wiggling her torso and mmph'ed low in rhythm to the glistening play of her tongue. What would happen next she did not know, and did not care about. She would not be asked, period. Here and now were all that existed, enclosing her like a bubble.

Louise's eyes left doug's crotch and waist a bit as she turned and gazed over to the side at Liz. The Domme lady was again holding a whip; it rested tense between her hands in front, held in the traditional Domme position. Was it for doug or for slave louise? For doug, she reckoned, but in her growing arousal, she felt tingled by the thought of being hung up and whipped by Ms Cockrill. Mmmgh, mmmg, she thought, guide me Liz, I'm Your slave and this slave wants to know what you can do to her..

[lizeskimo]

Liz tapped her small whip off her thigh in perfect time with louise's sucking, all the while watching doug's pained reactions as the pins pricked ever deeper into his skin. "Having fun are we kids?" Liz said thickly. "Remember louise, keep sucking until I say otherwise, and if you start slacking, I may not be as kind as I have been."

Liz selected a pair of shiney zippered boots, sat back on her large chair and slowly put each one on, feeling the cold of the insides, making her shiver slightly. When she stood back up, she towered above the busy couple, making her look quite intimidating.

"I think that's quite enough for now louise, you may stop now. We don't want your husband getting too excited now do we?" louise retracted her head from doug's crotch and waited for ms. Cockrill's next order.

"Stand up now dear with your legs apart" With her arms pinioned so tightly behind her, louise found it a little difficult to get up. "Quickly girl, we haven't got all day" Liz said sharply. "Maybe this will encourage you to be a little quicker" Liz picked up her whip and hit louise once on each ass cheek, making her jump a little, almost knocking her off balance.

As soon as louise was on her feet she spread her legs wide, and bowed her head. "Very good louise, I knew you could do it." Liz looked at louise's crotch and noticed it and her thighs were glistening with her juices. "I saw what you were doing down there, all wiggling about. I don't remember giving you permission to have any pleasure, I'm most disappointed in you" she said with mock sorrow. I didn't want to do it, but I'm afraid you will have to be punished for your disobedience"

Louise looked up with a shocked look in her face and tried to plead with ms. Cockrill. All she made through her gag was a gurgling sound, followed by a large line of drool. "Oh dear louise you're not doing very well at the moment. Up until now, you have had it relatively easy, it's your foolish husband who has suffered so far. But now I think its only fair that you should be punished for your errors. Now drop your head!"

Louise looked mortified, but doug looked a little happier that the tables had been turned on his wife. His mind started to wander a little to take away the feeling in his punished cock and balls and after a little while he could feel his erection starting to subside a bit, easing the pain of the pin pricks.

"Now with this sudden change of events" Liz announced, "A little game for you both while I decide what to do with louise." Liz went over to the chest that contained the keys and took off the handcuff key from the main bunch. She tied the key onto a nipple clamp with a small piece of string and strode over to louise. "Head up girl and poke your tongue out as far as you can."

Louise looked a little confused, but done as she was told "I don't want to upset ms.Cockrill any more than i already have" she thought.

Liz attached the nipple clamp to louise's tongue, making sure it was a tight fit. She smiled with slight amusement as louise started to dribble down the clamp and key, knowing it only added to her shame.

Liz loosened the rope that held doug's arms so painfully until they rested on his ass cheeks, allowing him to return to an upright position. "I expect to are feeling a little sore now doug, so you may roll your shoulders for a moment to get some feeling back" Liz watched as doug painfully moved about to ease the blood back into his arms, wincing as pins and needles set in. Louise just stood there dribbling like a rabid dog, making a large wet pool in front of her feet.

"Okay doug,enough already, you can stop now. You feeling a bit better now?" Doug managed a muffled "ummff if oflll" "Good man!" Liz exclaimed. "Now for the little game I have in mind. I need to have a pee, so I'm going upstairs for a few moments. Before I get back, I expect you doug, with louise's help, to get free of your handcuffs. When you are, put this hood on louise" Liz took the thick rubber hood that she had been wearing earlier and placed it next to his feet. " When you have finished putting the hood on your lovey wife, recuff yourself with your hands behind you again and wait for me to return. By the way, don't get any ideas of eacape or pouncing on me as I will be watching you from upstairs. "Right, I really must go, so remember what I said. Have fun!"

Liz breezed out of the cellar, locking the door behind her and clicked her way upstairs to the main house.

[DungeonMaster6]

When the sobbing man heard Ms. Cockrill order louise to stop, doug was grateful, but the damage had been done. The lingering effects of those needles would be felt for a long while.

Evidently, the British woman took pity on him, for she also allowed his arms to be lowered. What a relief that was!

Then doug heard Ms. Cockrill ordering his wife around, and fetching a key from a ring and putting on the clamp that she put on louise's tongue. Then she gave them instructions, to which the man paid close attention:Handcuffs, the key and the hood.

When the Dominant woman left the room with her heels clicking, doug looked at louise and maneuvered his wrists around. "ULCM!" He said into his gag. With her tongue clamped, she answered as best she could. Apparently she understood him, for she did lower herself so the key pointed toward the cuffs.

[gagged_Louise]

"As if I'm not more nice-looking when my face is normal and graceful..." Louise thought with a twist of slight anger and lack of understanding as Liz attached the clip biting into her tongue. She was already helplessly trying to swallow her drool induced by the ring gag and by her sucking at Doug, yet now it became much worse. But she was feeling her bow to the English estate agent turned Domme by now, and the thought of refusing orders was far off.
With a watery look in her eyes, Louise knelt behind Doug and opurposefully lowered her head till the clip and its key was just behind his hands. She grunted sharply and, after a false start, saw Doug's right hand get hold of the key and lift it off the hook. He grabbed it tightly and, with soem wrangling, managed to find the handcuffs lock and free himself.
"Rr-mgh! Mmgh!" Louise grunted again, and got up, moving to the front. She knelt again and waited for Doug's next move. Within a minute, he pulled the feline hood down over her face. Louise's world went black for a moment, then the mouth opening landed in front of her gagged mouth and the eye holes, at the right places. He went on to pull the zip down at the back of her head; with a strange sensation, Louise felt how the hot dark latex put itself skintight over her head and face.

[DungeonMaster6]

Seeing his wife with a feline hood on almost made doug laugh, but the puffed-out gag in his mouth made that mostly impossible. Plus, those needles that were still threatening his manhood reminded him that he couldn't jerk around too much.

Now that he was temporarily free of the cuffs, he took another look around this dungeon. "Where was that frickin camera?" He thought. He heard the real estate lady boasting about it earlier, but since Doug had been in such a bent-over position it was impossible for him to see it then.

Ms. Cockrill had been watching them from upstairs! No wonder she didn't stay to watch Doug dominate louise, she didn't need to. The conniving woman had her own ringside seat, as it were.

Which means she was most likely watching them now, Doug thought. Which also means it was imperative that he and louise follow the Dominant lady's orders to the letter.

Another thought hit him. There was no other way out of this room, otherwise he could've freed louise and they could've escaped...Oh this woman was devious!

What was she planning to do to louise next? Not that Doug would mind seeing the woman who looked like she was gleefully licking that pouch, knowing the immense pain it would cause, get some deserved punishment.

For one thing, who gave slave louise permission to get off!? That would've been a punishable offense, for sure, if Doug had been dominating her.

Very carefully he maneuvered the cuffs and managed to get one on his right wrist, as he watched louise in her cat hood. Then the left one clicked as well.

Then doug looked up to where he saw the camera. "OKMC"!

[lizeskimo]

"Damn these boots, I should have changed into them later" Liz cursed, as she almost tripped on her way up the stairs. "just as well there's a bathroom on the ground floor or I'd never make it! in these things! Luckiy more me I don't have to take my catsuit off" She thought pulling the zipper away from her crotch and up to her stomach.

After relieving and zipping herself back up, Liz washed her still gloved hands and clicked her way into the dark panelled room to see how the Gilmores were getting on. She saw that doug had already freed himself and wondered if he had done that before "Hmmm, most interesting " she thought. She smiled as she watched him putting the hood on Louise's head and laughed out loud when her clamped tongue popped out of the mouth hole.

When Liz was sure doug had recuffed himself she waited a minute and flicked the microphone switch. "I congratulate you both on such a gallant effort, I wasn't sure if you could manage it as quickly. I'll be back down soon, so I want you both to stand next to each other facing the door, oh and louise spread your legs to as wide as your husband's are. Now please if you don't mind."

Liz watched as louise made her way over to doug. He struggled a little to turn round in his spreader bar to face the door, but with some considerable effort managed it. Louise stood next to the left of him and spread her legs wide. "Now stay like that until I say so, I wont be long."

Liz made her way into the kitchen, got a large bottle of water, three plastic glasses and two straws. Slowly she went back down the stairs, deliberately making more noise so the Gilmores would hear. She stood in front of the door for a few monents then re entered the basement. " I'm sure both of you are feeling a little thirsty so I brought this little lot" Liz said as she walked past the bound couple put the bottle and glasses on the bench that louise had previously had been tied to.

"My I must say louise, you look beautiful in that hood, I think you should keep it on for a while" Liz said at last looking at louise's shiney head. "I take it you would both like a drink so I shall ungag you both. First, let me tell you, do not speak unless I say so. Is that understood?" They both nodded their heads slightly, but kept their heads slightly bowed, looking at the floor.

"That's good, you're quick learners. You first doug. Liz deflated doug's gag , opened the tiny lock with a quick tug and slowly unbucked it, gently pulling the rubber mass out of his mouth. Letting the gag fall to the floor, Liz turned her attentions to louise. Unzipping her hood a little Liz was able to undo louise's ring gag. " You look so rediculous with that thing hanging out of your mouth" she said as she unclipped the clamp. When the ring gag was dropped to the floor the hood was pulled harshly back down and zipped back up.

"Now before we go any further would you like to refresh your mouths or use the toilet? If you do then afterwards, if you both still want to, we will play a little game to decide louise's punishment. You now have permission to speak freely"

[gagged_Louise]

It seemed to bring her powerlessness home to louise as the catsuit hood was pulled on and off by her husband and then by Liz, every time blotting out her eyesight for a few moments, and sure, she felt, I'll soon be gagged again. But for the moment she could at least speak. She pulled in air and replied "Yes please, Ms Cockrill, I think I need to make a trip out to the loo and I would really love something to drink! My mouth is like parchment."
"Come with me, dear" Liz answered "You're allowed to stop spreading your feet; let's go" Taking slave louise by the shoulders, Liz led the bound woman out to the toilet room and stood by as she relieved her bladder.
"You will take more, slave" Liz told her. "Such a fine body, it's in my hands for today whether you like it or not."
"Yes, Mistress" louise whispered and nodded to her. Liz smiled back as they returned to the main dungeon room.

[DungeonMaster6]

As doug watched Ms. Cockrill escort louise to the loo, he wondered what game she had planned. Considering what he had just endured, it could be anything.

He could hear the two ladies talking, but the still pouched, cuffed man couldn't quite detect the topic of discussion.

When they returned, he informed the lady that he had to go as well.

[lizeskimo]

Liz removed doug's pouch, led him to the toilet and roughly plonked him on the still warm seat.

"Don't want you missing your target" she laughed.

She watched as doug relieved himself, gently tapping her foot on the white tiled floor.

" Hurry up man, how long do you need to have a pee, I have much better things I could be doing" Liz said with slight irritation.

"i'm finished Ms. Cockrill" Doug said at last.

doug's pouch was reclipped, renewing the slight pain of the pins in his cock and balls. Liz tapped his pouch making him wince a little. "You didn't think I was going to leave your bits unrestricted slave?"

"No Ms. Cockrill, but thankyou for allowing me to go to the toilet"

Liz led doug back into the main room, placing him next to louise. Filling two glasses with water and putting a straw in each Liz held them up to their mouths.

"Drink now people, you wont have much chance later"