The week following my amazing weekend with Master Matt passed quite quickly. I
studied more sites on the Internet that gave me details of the lives of 24/7
slaves and my mind was constantly thinking about my upcoming decision. If my
answer was to be in the affirmative what a big change it would be in my life.
From the successful businesswoman with many friends to a live in full time
position as slave to a BDSM Master. I knew that I could always go back to
employment if the 24/7 situation did not suit. I made notes on a large sheet of
paper, weighing the pros and cons of my decision, determined that I would look
at both sides to make the most of my life at that particular time.

The hours leading up to 6.00pm Sunday dragged slowly by but I was amazingly calm
as I finally picked up the phone and dialed Matt's number.

"Exactly on time, excellent Melissa." Matt took me by surprise with his first
words.

"Oh thank you Sir," I replied, my voice quavering a little.

"What is your decision Melissa?"

Wow, Master certainly was straight to the point, I decided to follow his
example.

"I wish to become your full time live in slave, Sir, if you still consider I am
worthy and will still have me."

"Very good Melissa, of course I still want you, when can you move in? What are
you plans for your townhouse?"

"Sir, I have arranged for a trusted friend to rent it off me. That means I do
not have to sell or store the furniture. I can be with you on Monday week, I
have to give a week's notice at work"

"Excellent Melissa, I shall see you on Monday morning in a week's time. I will
make sure that you do not regret your decision."

Click, the phone went dead and I realized that I was shaking like a leaf. I had
done it! I was going to change my lifestyle completely and become a full time
slave. How my life had changed in the few weeks since my first spanking! What
would the future hold? I couldn't wait to find out.

After a very hectic week and many unanswered questions as to my plans at work, I
packed my personal belongings over the weekend and packed them into my car.
Monday morning I took one last look around my lovely townhouse, slammed the door
shut and headed off to my new life, driving carefully through the driving rain.

My Master must have been watching for my arrival as he strode across his front
lawn before I could get out of the car.

"Park around the back Melissa, in the carport next to my car."

"Yes Sir!" I replied and followed his instructions.

Master followed me around and was standing beside my car as I opened the door. I
dropped to my knees in front of him, my eyes to the ground, knowing right then
that this was where I wanted to be, my decision was correct.

Master held out a hand, "Car keys," He ordered.

I handed over my keys, a symbol of any freedom that I had left.

"Stand and strip!"

My head was spinning as I quickly rose to my feet, strip here, out in the open?
In the cold and rain, in view of the neighbors? I looked questioningly at Master
and knew from the stern expression on his face that he was not joking. I lowered
my eyes to the ground and quickly removed all my clothes, dropping them on the
wet ground in front of Him. Before I realized what was happening a blindfold had
been slipped over my eyes and handcuffs attached to my wrists. Master then
raised my arms above my head and attached the handcuffs to a hook on the
framework of the carport. I shivered as a gust of wind blew cold rain over my
naked body and then yelped as clamps were attached to my nipples. That was to be
the last sound I was to utter for some time as a ball gag was forced into my
mouth and secured into position. I heard the sounds of my car's trunk being
opened, my suitcases taken out and the trunk slammed shut. Master Matt's
footsteps then receded along the gravel path to the house and I was left, alone
and naked.

The pain of the clamps was intense as I stood shivering in the cold and wet.
Many questions were running through my head. How long would I be kept out here?
Could the neighbors see me? Had I made the right decision? This was not how I
had pictured my first day as a slave, I was feeling sorry for myself and felt
like crying. The wind seemed to be blowing stronger and the rain heavier and I
was soon shivering uncontrollably. It was hard to keep track of time but I made
myself keep as calm as possible under the stressful circumstances.

Suddenly I heard a door open and footsteps on the gravel. Without warning a
thick leather strap exploded across the cold wet skin of my ass. I screamed into
the gag at the sudden pain but there was no relief as the strap was applied
twelve times. I sighed in relief as the cuffs were suddenly taken from the hook
and Master guided me to the house, my bare feet hurting on the sharp gravel
stones. Still blindfolded and gagged I was pushed around some corners without
any words being spoken. We came to a stop and the cuffs, gag, nipple clamps and
blindfold were removed, the sudden bright light taking me by surprise.

"Melissa, shower and clean yourself, dry your hair completely and report nude to
the lounge room within twenty minutes. Bring your jewelry and all your watches
and clocks with you."

Before I had time to reply the door slammed shut behind me and I was alone. As
my eyes became accustomed to the bright light I saw I was in a small bedroom. A
single bed, a chest of drawers and wardrobe stood on the cold polished boards.
Through a doorway I could see a small bathroom equipped with shower, basin and
toilet. Sheets, blankets and towels were on the unmade bed and I shivered again
as I saw the chains attached to each corner of the bed. This was obviously my
room and any thoughts I had about sharing my Master's bed quickly disappeared. I
suddenly remembered my orders, had a quick warming shower, dried my hair
thoroughly, applied some lipstick, collected the items Master had ordered and
made my way to the lounge room.

Master was sitting in his favorite chair and I immediately knelt at his feet
with my head bowed, awaiting his orders, the only sound was the clicking of the
grandfather clock.

Finally my Master spoke, "Look at me Melissa."

I raised my head to see my Master's lovely smile and I smiled back.

"You have pleased me well Melissa, give me your possessions, go to the kitchen
and make fresh coffee for both of us. I'm sure you need a hot drink, bring them
back in here, there is a fruit bun too."

"Yes Sir!" I jumped to my feet, handed over my jewelry and watches and moved
quickly to the kitchen. After making the coffee and slicing and buttering the
bun I placed them on a tray and returned to the lounge. I was thrilled to be
sitting at my Master's feet, sipping the fresh, warming coffee and waiting in
silence for my next instructions. Just as we finished I jumped with fright as
the front door bell rang loudly.

"Well don't just sit Melissa, go and answer the door."

"But Sir," I gasped as I jumped to my feet, "Like this, with no clothes?"

Sir did not answer; he just pointed in the direction of the hall and the front
door.

I gulped and quickly moved to the front door. I had a quick look through the spy
hole and was slightly relieved to see a lady of about forty standing there, a
leather bag hanging on her arm. Taking a deep breath I opened the door.

"Ah, you must be Melissa, nice to meet you," the lady said as she strode into
the hall.

"Nice to meet you too Ma'am," I replied holding out my hand to take her bag.

She ignored me and moved quickly ahead of me into the lounge. As I re-entered
the room I was surprised to see her kneeling at Master's feet, her head bowed. I
followed suit and knelt beside her, my head bowed and my mind racing.

"Melissa, take the tray and go into the kitchen, wash the dishes and sit on one
of the chairs and wait."

I hurried to obey, wanting to show my Master and the stranger that I could cope
with this, to me, unusual situation. I could hear their voices but not
understand what they were saying as I washed and dried the dishes. Dutifully I
sat on one of the kitchen chairs and waited. It wasn't long before Sir entered
the kitchen with some lengths of rope in a hand.

My arms and legs were quickly secured to the chair and Master called out, "Come
in here Mary."

I gasped in surprise as Mary walked into the kitchen; she too was nude and had
clamps on her nipples and labia. Without speaking she opened her bag and laid
out hair dressing equipment, scissors, brushes, combs, a razor and a silk cloth.
The silk cloth was promptly fastened around my neck covering my body and Mary
took up a pair of scissors.

I couldn't help myself as Mary stood beside me clicking her scissors, my hair
had been long for years, almost to my waist and I loved it that way.

"Oh Sir, please not my hair, please I don't want to lose my hair, I have worn it
long for years."

"Keep going Mary, I want it really short," Sir replied, then went on as Mary
began to cut hugs lengths of my hair, "Melissa this haircut is for three
reasons. One, it is to signify your new position in life, the change of
corporate success lady to slave. Second, long hair gets in my way when you suck
me and I want to see you doing that, I don't want my view interrupted by your
hair getting in the way, Thirdly, it's possible for your hair to tangle with my
whips and we both don't want that."

Tears were rolling down my cheeks as my long tresses fell on the floor. Having
my hair cut was something I had never considered and I knew I had no say in it.
I was glad there was no mirror as Mary continued to snip away the years of
growth. Finally when she finished with the scissors she took the razor and with
the aid of hot water and soap shaved the hairs off my neck.

"That looks great Mary, very sexy look indeed" Sir said as Mary removed the
cloth, "You will be rewarded."

Sir then removed the ropes and pulled me to my feet. "Right both of you, to the
dungeon now and no talking!"

Mary & I scuttled off to the dungeon where we both knelt facing the door,
waiting for my Master to enter. We caught ourselves glancing at each other a
couple of times and Mary looked at my short hair and smiled at me, which was
encouraging. Sir entered about two minutes later and hauled me to my feet,
leading me over to the gynecologist's chair. I sat as directed and placed my
feet wide apart in the stirrups, remaining silent as Master strapped my legs and
arms in place. My mind raced as to what was going to happen to me now, I was
soon to find out.

"Mary you know what to do now." Master's voice rang clearly through the room.

Mary scuttled out of the room and quickly returned with a mug of soapy hot
water, a shaving brush and safety razor. She knelt down between my legs and I
closed my eyes in resignation as Mary soaped my pubic hair with the shaving
brush. I knew that protesting to Sir would be useless but I felt quite
humiliated as Mary put down the brush and picked up the safety razor.

"Hold still Melissa," Sir ordered.

As if I would start squirming now I thought to myself as Mary started to shave
off all the hair between my legs. I admitted to myself that it felt quite erotic
but wished it was Sir doing it, and not a female who I hardly knew. I jumped as
Sir tilted the chair back to allow Mary easier access to the hairs around my
arse, and once again forced myself to remain still as the razor scraped over my
skin. It wasn't long before Mary was wiping the excess soap from my groin and
she sat back admiring her handy-work. Mary looked up at Sir and licked her lips
in a very suggestive manner, before gazing back at my shaven pussy.

"No Mary, not tonight, I think Melissa has had enough excitement for one day,
come here Mary."

Mary dutifully rose and stood at attention before my Master, her eyes on the
floor. Master suddenly grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her roughly over
to the bondage table. My eyes nearly popped from my head as Sir threw her on the
table face down and quickly secured her ankles and wrists. Sir bent at the knees
and grasped a thin whippy cane from the rack under the table. Without any
warm-up at all he proceeded to cane Mary with hard strokes. Mary shrieked in
pain at each stroke and I counted twelve before the caning stopped. Master then
went to a cupboard and took out two vibrators, a large one and a thinner one.
These we roughly pushed into Mary's vagina and rectum and turned onto full
vibrations. Mary was thrashing and sobbing on the table as Sir moved over to me
and released me from the chair.

"Go to your room and wait Melissa, I will be there shortly."

I moved quickly from the dungeon with the delighted screams of an orgasmic Mary
ringing in my ears. I went straight to my room and after using the toilet dared
to look at myself in the mirror. 'Oh my God, is that me?' I said to myself as I
looked at the shorthaired urchin in the reflection. I poked my tongue at the
reflection and burst out laughing, if my friends could see me now! After a
couple of minutes I began to like my new look, Sir had been right, a new look
for my new position in life, I looked great. I moved back into my little room
and began to unpack my clothes, occasionally running my fingers over my smooth
bald pussy. After unpacking I glanced around my room to make sure it was tidy
and sat contentedly on the edge of the bed awaiting my Master. How long I waited
I do not know, the removal of all my timepieces made it impossible to gauge.

Suddenly the door opened and Sir burst into the room. I fell onto my knees at
his feet awaiting his command.

"Melissa, lie on your back on the bed," Sir commanded.

I hurried to obey and spread my legs apart as I saw Sir preparing the corner
chains to be attached to my ankles and wrists. I was soon secured helplessly,
wondering but not worrying about what would happen next. My wonderful Master sat
down on the edge of the bed and his fingers trailed up and down my body causing
tremors of anticipation.

Master smiled down at me and I smiled back, "How are you Melissa, happy with
your first day of being my slave?"

My mind quickly flashed back over the day. Tied and whipped outside in the
carport, having my hair cut very short and my pussy shaved, I had never have
imagined those things happening to me.

"Yes Sir, thank you, I have been very surprised and delighted with my time here
with you today."

Master's fingers continued to trace patterns over my body as he spoke. "Very
good Melissa, there are many surprises ahead for you but they can wait until
tomorrow. In the morning we are going shopping. I am entertaining a Mistress
friend tomorrow night and I want you to select the menu then prepare and cook
the meal."

"Yes Sir, it will be my pleasure." I smiled to myself because I love to cook and
I swore to prepare a feast they would not forget.

"Good Melissa, I have one more duty for you tonight."

As he spoke Sir rose from the bed and quickly stripped off his clothes. Once
again I admired his physique but my eyes were mainly fixed on his hard cock. My
pussy was suddenly drenched as Sir climbed on the bed between my legs. There was
to be no foreplay as Sir placed his cock at the entrance to my shaven pussy and
pushed forward hard. My Master fucked me hard and I pushed my hips to him as I
strained against the chains. Quicker and quicker my Master moved, using his slut
slave as his sex object, and I loved it! It wasn't long before Master orgasmed,
pumping his sperm deep into my cunt, his moans and my screams filling the small
room. As I collapsed back onto the bed I felt the chains being taken from my
body and soon the sheet and blankets were pulled over my body.

Master kissed me full on the lips, a kiss I returned with passion. Then he rose
and walked to the door.

"You have done well Melissa, I am pleased with you. Sleep well and stay here in
your room until I call you in the morning."

With that the door shut and I snuggled own into my comfy little bed. I felt so
happy as I drifted off to sleep, I was looking forward to whatever tomorrow may
bring.

Master Matt pulling the blankets off me and lifting me bodily off the bed to
stand on shaky legs as I was woken from a deep sleep. I was still half-asleep
and it took me a few seconds to realize where I was. Master pushed me into a
corner of the shower recess where he grabbed the shower with the massage head.
Next thing I was hit by a hard stream of cold water and I screamed out loud with
the shock.

"Melissa, spread your cunt lips!" The order was short, sharp and in a tone of
voice to be obeyed.

As the cold water sprayed on my hard nipples my shaking hands went to my shaven
pussy lips and spread them wide. Immediately the hard stream of cold water was
aimed straight at my groin and I screamed out loud again. A mixture of pain and
pleasure flooded through my body and suddenly my body shook with a huge orgasm,
my legs gave way under me and I fell to the shower floor. As I lay panting on
the floor Master turned the water to warm, grinned, handed me the shower nozzle
and left the bathroom.

"The kitchen, dressed to shop, twenty minutes." Master called out to me from my
bedroom.

I quickly showered and toweled myself dry, then applied my makeup whilst
marveling at the change the new hairstyle made to my appearance. I quickly
dressed, made my way to the kitchen and fell to my knees at Master's feet. I
smiled to myself as his hand reached out and stroked my hair.

"Did you sleep well Melissa?"

"Yes I did thank you Sir, I was tired after an eventful day."

"Very good, well you should sleep even better tonight, toast and coffee for me,
and make whatever you want for yourself, we will go shopping in an hour. As I
said last night the menu for tonight is in your hands, prepare a list for the
supermarket when we have finished breakfast." Master Matt said then picked up
the paper and went back to reading the sporting pages.

"Yes Sir!" I replied and then busied myself in the kitchen, Master words of 'you
should sleep even better tonight' ringing in my ears, what would happen later
today?

After breakfast Master and I drove to the supermarket where he gave me some
money and left me to do the shopping while he wandered around the shopping
center. The studded collar around my neck created many sniggers behind my back
from other shoppers but I did not care. I felt supremely happy and whatever
other people thought was no concern of mine. Master was back at the car before
myself and we drove back to his home where I was to spend most of the day in the
kitchen. I heard the front door bell ring three times but obeyed my instructions
to remain in the kitchen while Master attended to his clients. The only time I
saw Him was for a light lunch of a salad roll and fruit.

I had decided on home made pumpkin soup, followed by roast beef with vegetables
and gravy. Dessert would be my specialty, profiteroles filled with custard and a
lovely smooth chocolate topping. Master had organized the wine and I happily
busied myself preparing the meal, wondering what would happen later that night.

I set the dining room table for two people and was pleasantly surprised when
told to set a place for myself. I was looking forward to the evening with
whatever excitement it may bring.

Dinner was set to start at 6.30pm and at 5.30 Master returned to the kitchen.

"Everything ready Melissa?"

"Yes Sir," I replied as I turned from the oven.

"Very good, go to your room, shower and change into the clothes I have left on
your bed. You will answer the door when Mistress Brandy arrives at 6.00pm. I am
going to change, make sure the answering machine is on."

"Yes Sir." I said as Master turned on his heels and left me.

After checking the answering machine I went to my bedroom and found a very small
French maid's outfit lain out on the bed. I quickly shaved my pussy, showered
and slipped into the flimsy clothes. I decided that I looked very sexy and
Master smiled approvingly at me as I moved through the lounge to the front hall.
I felt very happy and relaxed, if I had known then what was planned for me later
that night my feelings would have been very different.

I heard Mistress Brandy's footsteps on the wooden porch and opened the door
immediately the bell rang.

I gasped in surprise when Mistress moved into the hallway. She was at least six
feet tall and slim with large breasts. Long brown hair was brushed back over her
shoulders but it was her clothes that took my breath away as she removed and
handed me a leather coat. A soft leather waistcoat barely contained her breasts,
a short leather mini finished half way down her slim thighs and her thigh high
boots almost touched the hem of the skirt. I bowed and after hanging her coat I
ushered Mistress Brandy into the lounge where she was warmly greeted by my
Master.

After introductions I was ordered into the kitchen to complete the preparation
of the meal. I could hear but not understand their voices and smiled as I heard
loud laughter intermingled with the chatter.

I served the soup at exactly 6.30 and took my place at the table. I felt
overawed as Master and Mistress chatted and kept my head down while I sipped my
soup.

"Melissa, look at me." Mistress Brandy suddenly ordered and then smiled at me as
our eyes met. "Matthew she is lovely, you have chosen well, I hope that the two
of you have a long and happy association together."

I blushed bright red as Master replied.

"Yes Brandy, Melissa is doing very well so far, though of course it is only her
second day. I have many plans for her future, but tonight will be a good test of
her obedience qualities. I must say the soup is delicious Melissa, I hope that
the rest of the meal is as tasty."

"Thank you Ma'am and Sir for your compliments, I do hope you enjoy the rest of
the meal," I said as I gathered the soup plates and returned to the kitchen.

The rest of the meal went smoothly and, much to my relief, Master and Mistress
were both encouragingly appreciative of my cooking skills.

As I cleared the dessert plates away and served coffee Master spoke to me.

"Melissa after you clear the dishes and load the dishwasher return here, oh and
you had better empty your bladder, it may be a while before you are able to go
to the toilet again."

"Oh my God" I thought to myself as I followed Master's instructions, "What was
going to happen now?"

I dutifully carried out my duties, went to the toilet and returned to the dining
room. As I entered Master signaled for me to come and stand between Him and
Mistress Brandy. I stood at attention, forcing myself to remain calm, knowing
that I has the utmost trust in my wonderful Master.

"Melissa, congratulations from both of us on an excellent meal, it was worthy of
a top class restaurant," said Mistress Brandy.

"Thank you Ma'am." I replied, feeling very pleased with myself.

Master Matt agreed, "Yes Melissa, my congratulations too, now strip!"

"Strip Sir?" I was shocked.

"Do I have to repeat myself?" Master asked sarcastically.

My reply was to quickly strip off my little French Maid's uniform and I was soon
standing naked, quite embarrassed to be seen like this by Mistress Brandy. I
automatically placed my hands on my head as I wanted to be seen as a
well-trained and obedient slave.

"Face Mistress Brandy," Master ordered, "And spread your legs wide apart!"

I blushed bright red as I followed my orders, facing the Mistress with my eyes
on the floor.

"Yes, she certainly is lovely Matthew," Mistress Brandy purred, "I'm sure she
will make an excellent bondage model tonight."

"Melissa," Master explained, "Mistress Brandy is an expert in bondage and she is
going to show me some of her techniques using you as the model. Go to the
dungeon and lay on the table, we will join you in a few minutes."

"Yes Sir and Ma'am." I replied and moved quickly to the dungeon, lying on the
cool leather as ordered. I had left the door open and could hear laughter from
the dining room, I forced myself to relax knowing I was safe.

Presently Master and Mistress walked into the dungeon. Master sat on a high
stool to watch the proceedings while Mistress collected some rope from the hooks
on the wall and stood beside me.

For the next hour or so I was tied up in knots in many different positions. It
was interesting that Mistress always employed a "safety knot" that gave me the
end of a length of rope that, if I pulled it, would release my wrist from the
knots. This, Ma'am explained was in case an accident happened to the Dom/Domme
and it allowed the submissive to escape. Of course all these knots and the
threading of the rope meant that the Mistress' hands touched all areas of my
body, sometimes to my embarrassment. But of course I did not complain and after
a while relaxed and enjoyed the feelings the various positions gave me. Mistress
certainly was an expert and to listen to her explain what she was doing to
Master was very educational. Bondage was certainly more than just tying rope
around a person's limbs. Finally I found myself lying flat on my back, my wrists
and ankles secured in the traditional "spread-eagle" position.

Mistress stood beside me and asked, "Matthew, do you mind? I find Melissa very
attractive."

"Of course Brandy, help yourself, enjoy, she is yours for the night."

My mind raced, 'yours for the night', oh my God, what was going to happen to me?

"Thank you Matthew, I will look after her very well."

With that statement Mistress Brandy started to run her fingertips all over my
body, sometimes pinching my flesh between her sharp fingernails. When her hands
settled on my breasts and started pinching my nipples I started to panic and
strained against the ropes.

"Easy Melissa, you are not going anywhere," Master Matt's voice made me jump. "I
want you to submit to Mistress Brandy, tonight is another part of your
education. Relax and let yourself enjoy the situation."

"Y'yes Sir," I replied, not feeling relaxed in the slightest way. I had never
considered myself bisexual in any way and I felt extremely vulnerable at that
moment.

I moaned in frustration as Mistress lowered her head and sucked a nipple into
her mouth. I could feel her teeth nibbling and despite my initial feelings of
revulsion realized that my pussy was becoming wet. As if reading my mind
Mistress slipped a finger into my vagina and gently frigged me a few times. When
withdrawn the finger was glistening with my juices and Mistress almost
triumphantly pushed the finger into my mouth, forcing me to suck it dry. She
stepped back from the table and quickly stripped off all her clothes, smiling at
me as she moved back beside my head. Holding one of her large breasts in a hand
Mistress guided the nipple towards my mouth. I glanced over at my Master and he
smiled and nodded his encouragement. I opened my mouth and sucked on Mistress'
nipple, feeling it harden in my mouth. I found myself becoming more excited as I
heard a moan of delight from Mistress Brandy. After getting my mouth to pleasure
both her nipples Mistress kissed me full on the mouth and to my great surprise I
found myself returning her kiss. Quickly Mistress kissed and licked her way down
my body until her mouth hovered over my pussy. Any distress I had felt was soon
blown away as Mistress' tongue went to work on my pussy. I was soon straining
against the ropes again as I thrust my hips to her eager mouth. When She pushed
her tongue into my love tunnel I cried out loud in passion and it was not long
before an orgasm racked my body. Mistress seemed to suck the juices out of me
and as my body slumped back onto the table she kissed me again so I could taste
my wetness on her lips.

I closed my eyes as the pleasure slowly subsided and I could feel strong hands
taking the ropes from my body. Suddenly a blindfold was slipped over my eyes and
I was lifted bodily from the table. I could tell from the touch that the hands
were those of my Master and I relaxed as my hands were handcuffed behind me. The
hands directed me a short distance and then forced me to my knees.

The bright lights made me blink as the blindfold was removed and as I focussed
all I could see was Mistress Brandy's pussy inches from my face. Ma'am was
sitting on the gynecologist's chair that I was pleasured on during my first
visit by my now Master. My immediate reaction was to recoil my head back and
away from Ma'am's pussy but Master's strong hands pushed my face into her shaven
cunt. I knew I had no choice and when Master whispered in my ear, "Do it for me
Slave Melissa" I resolved to pleasure Mistress Brandy as best I could. Master
took his hands from my head and I kept on sucking, nibbling and tonguing my
Mistress' vagina. I could hear her moaning with pleasure as I became used to the
taste and plunged my tongue into her wetness. It wasn't long before I felt
Ma'am's hips thrusting forward and she screamed out loudly as she orgamsed, her
juices flooding my mouth. I sat back on my heels and felt Master release me from
the handcuffs. I rubbed my wrists and squatted on my heels watching Mistress
Brandy's breathing slowly return to normal.

Eventually she smiled down at me and said, "Thank you Melissa, I really needed
that. You were very good for a first timer. I shall now go and freshen up."

Ma'am dismounted from the chair, kissed my forehead and left the dungeon. I
remained kneeling, waiting for my Master's next instructions. I heard his
footsteps come near and then his strong hands lifted me to my feet and he held
me in a giant bear hug.

"Excellent Melissa, that was a big test for you and you came through with flying
colors. You could have used the safeword and Mistress Brandy would have stopped
immediately. Your new talents may come in handy sometime with a lady client or
two. Some have a fantasy of making love with another woman and now they can do
it in a safe, gentle environment with you, providing both of you are in
agreement. You will be rewarded tomorrow, I think it is time for you to fly once
again."

"Oh Sir, thank you. I know I could have used the safeword but I wanted to please
you, my Master. I must admit that at first I was somewhat disgusted, but that
soon changed and at the end I loved serving Mistress Brandy. It will be my
pleasure to fly again under your hand, Sir."

"Excellent Melissa, I am going to bed now, Mistress Brandy is using the spare
bedroom. I want you to join her for the night and gain more experience. I am
very pleased with you Melissa, you are exceeding my expectations."

Master kissed me on the forehead, turned and left the dungeon. I coiled the
ropes and tidied the room, and after a quick wash I made my way to Mistress
Brandy's room. I knocked and after receiving permission I entered, there to stay
the night in the arms of Mistress Brandy. She patiently showed me many ways to
pleasure another woman and we eventually fell asleep, both of us exhausted after
many orgasms.

I must have slept very well because when I awoke Mistress Brandy had left. I
gathered the sheets from the bed and took them to the laundry. After working out
how to get the washing machine into action I made the bed with clean sheets,
went to own room for a quick shower and then made my way to the kitchen. Master
was reading the paper and I quickly dropped to my knees at his feet.

"Good morning Melissa, I trust you slept well. Mistress Brandy spoke to me this
morning and she was extremely pleased with your cooperation and the quickness in
which you learnt. She has asked me if she can take you out tomorrow morning and
I agreed. I do not know what is on her mind, she would not tell me, but I trust
her implicitly, you will be collected at 10.00am. Now how about some breakfast?"

"Yes Master, I will be ready for Mistress Brandy at 10.00 tomorrow morning." I
jumped to my feet to prepare the breakfast, my mind whirring as to what would
happen tomorrow.

As we ate breakfast Master told me of the clients he had today and gave me
instructions of the assistance I would be required to give. I was also ordered
to be present in the dungeon at 3.00pm for my reward. How my pussy tingled at
the mention of the reward, to go into subspace and fly again, oh I am indeed a
lucky slave.

My duties were minimal with the day's clients and I kept a watchful eye on the
kitchen clock as the day slowly made its way to 3.00pm. Finally the allotted
time arrived and I made my way to the dungeon, excited at being with my Master
again, just Him and me.

I knocked and entered at his immediate command. Master was sitting on the
bondage table, his legs swinging aimlessly, a welcoming smile on his handsome
face. I automatically fell to my knees at his feet with my head bowed, proud to
be the slave of this wonderful, understanding and considerate man. Master jumped
down of the table and suddenly grabbed a handful of my hair. I cried out in
shock as much as pain as he hauled me to my feet and roughly pushed me face down
onto the table. My arms were grabbed and placed behind my back by Sir's strong
hands and leather wrist cuffs were attached. Forcefully I was manhandled into
the center of the room; my arms raised above my head and the cuffs attached once
again to the chain dangling from the ceiling. Master wound the winch until I was
standing straight and then attached a spreader to my ankles. I was now
completely at his mercy as I had been before and as I glanced down at my erect
nipples I wondered how would Master make me fly today?

Master was behind me and I thought I heard a match being struck. This proved to
be correct as Master appeared in front of me wheeling a trolley with a flat tray
top. The tray held a lit candle and two vibrators, one large and one smaller,
each with thin cables attached to a black box that was plugged into the
electricity supply. On a second shelf there was a strange looking affair of
leather belts and buckles together with a thin, whippy cane, a tube of lubricant
and some towels.

Firstly a flat belt was secured around my waist; this had another strap dangling
down to the floor between my legs. Master applied some lubricant to the smaller
of the two vibrators, then took both of them and moved behind me. I forced
myself to relax as the smaller one was pushed firmly up my arse, the lubricant
helping to ease its progress. Masters' hand appeared between my legs with the
larger vibrator and pushed it easily into my vagina, my natural wetness making
lubrication unnecessary. As I looked down I saw Master's hand grasp the leather
strap and draw it between my legs. I felt the strap press the two vibrators
firmly into my body as Master clipped it to the belt around my waist. I realized
that there was no way the vibrators could fall out until the strap between my
legs was released.

Master twiddled a dial on the black box and both vibrators started to whir
gently, causing a shiver of lust through my body. My eyes widened as Master took
hold of the candle and held it high above my breasts. I watched a droplet of hot
wax form as Sir tilted the candle and then the wax dropped onto my right breast.
I winced as the heat burnt my skin and just as quickly faded away as the wax
cooled. It wasn't long before the wax was constantly dripping and both my
breasts soon had small droplets of wax over them. The pain was not too bad until
Master began to slowly lower the candle. The less distance the wax had to fall
meant it stayed hotter and I was soon crying out loudly as the burning
sensations worsened. Tears were forming in my eyes and soon rolling down my
cheeks as the pain level increased.

When a large drop of wax landed on my left nipple it was too much for me and I
cried out "Mercy"! Master immediately removed the candle and blew out the flame.
Sir scraped the wax off with his fingernails and held my face while he wiped the
tears away with a towel. Suddenly my mind was taken off the burning sensations
on my breasts as Master turned the knob causing the vibrators to increase their
pace. Master picked up the black box in one hand and the cane in the other and
moved behind me. I knew what was coming and prepared myself for the initial pain
of the cane, knowing that it would lead to the ultimate pleasure. I was about to
receive my reward!

"Whish - whack!" The cane landed on my arse cheeks with considerable force. My
body arched against the securing chains and I cried out loudly.

"Whish - whack!" The cane continued to rise and fall and at the same time there
was an increase in the vibrations in my pussy and arse hole!

After six strokes my cries of pain suddenly turned to cries of pleasure as I
climaxed for the first time. Once again I was flying in sub-space, seemingly
floating near the ceiling of the dungeon as multiple orgasms continued to
pleasure my body. The vibrations grew more insistent as the cane played its
merry tune on my arse and upper thighs. I cannot adequately describe how I felt
at that time because it seemed that I was in some sort of trance, all I knew was
that I was cumming and cumming.

How long I flew I do not know because I must have passed out with pleasure at
some stage. When I awoke I was again lying on furs on the dungeon floor; the
vibrators had been removed, as had the belts, cuffs and the spreader bar. I
opened my eyes as Master covered me with another large fur and motioned to me to
stay silent and remain where I was. My eyes closed and as I drifted off to sleep
again I was aware of mini orgasms still trembling through my body.

Master must have been keeping an eye on me with the closed circuit television
because as I woke and struggled to my feet he suddenly entered the dungeon,
picked me up and carried me to His bed. Master laid me on my back, stripped off
his clothes and gently made love with me. Again time was an unknown quantity as
my Master fucked and had his way with his delighted slave. As we both exploded
with our personal orgasms I was overcome with the emotions that I felt for this
wonderful man, my Master.

The next day Mistress Brandy collected me at the arranged time and took me to
the largest mall in our city. As she drove she explained to me her plan to
surprise my Master, a plan to which I was fully in agreement. We spent over two
hours at one special shop, laughing like schoolgirls as the surprise took shape.
Finally we were able to leave the shop with the surprise and Mistress Brandy
drove me to my Master's home. I hugged and kissed her goodbye and ran up the
path, I could hardly wait to present my Master with his surprise.

Master Matt smiled broadly as I threw myself at his feet, "Something you wish to
say Melissa?"

"Oh yes Sir, Mistress Brandy had the most amazing idea for me to give you a
special surprise, may I show it to you?" My voice had the excitement of a
schoolgirl.

"Certainly Melissa, I must admit that I have been intrigued since you left."

"May I stand, Sir?" I asked, my heart pumping as if I had just run a mile.

"Certainly, Slave Melissa, stand."

I jumped quickly to my feet and turned so my back was to my Master. I bent at
the waist so far that I could have easily touched my toes. Both my hands reached
back and lifted the hem of my skirt up over my back, baring my arse to my
Master. He could now see my gift to Him, a beautifully ornate heart shaped
tattoo with "MM" in lovely script letters in the center of the heart.

"Oh Melissa, what a special gift, thank you so much it is absolutely beautiful.
Whatever the future holds for us you will always carry a reminder of your time
here with your Master."

My heart swelled with ecstasy as I felt Master's lips on my tattoo as he kissed
his present. I knew right then that our association would be a long and happy
one. I had found my home, my Master, my destiny!

THE END