Master Brett and Slave Mark, Slave David's Initiation Chapter 4
Master Brett has since regained control in the house, and asserted his authority, and if anything has gained an edge to his behaviour towards Slave David, and he constantly reminds him of how close he came to being locked in chastity for good. Even though he has earned his way back to being a slave in the household, I have been given the task of keeping a close eye on him, Occasionally he reminds me of just how slutty and weak I am, when it comes to taking orders, he tells me that at any given point in time he could have me doing things Master Brett could never get me to do. I just past these comments off as sour grapes, because I had him doing all the jobs I didn't want to do. While he had to scrub the floors in the kitchen, I was out riding on the mower, in the sunshine cutting the grass, working on my tan.
Master Brett also gave me the task of punishing Slave David with spankings should he get out of line, He would sit in a corner and supervise whilst I administer the punishment, bringing David's but to a warm glow, before letting him get up. Once the punishment was finished, I would serve Master Brett his afternoon tea or drinks, depending on the time of day. And come dinner time I would serve Master Brett his meal and join him at the table, Slave David would have his meal whilst sitting on the floor in the corner of the kitchen. His meal was the same as ours, but he still hadn't earned the right to be at the same level as Master Brett. There were times when I felt sorry for David, but as Master Brett pointed out that "He crossed the line and deceived him, took advantage of the fact that I was out of the house and he needed to be reminded of is status. As for me, I was stupid enough to fall head over heels for someone that gave you orders, you have always been the same, an easy slut to control, but you are the best at what you do, and one of these days I'll find away to bring our new slave into line, correct his attitude and try to make him as good as you. And if not, we'll release or give him to another Dominate to use, and then we'll look for another toy. I think the test should be a type of contest, but I haven't worked out the details yet". One thing I've learnt with Master Brett is that when he's made his mind up about something, there's no changing it, he can be the most passionate man I've ever come across, but he's very set in his ways, and has a vengeful and sometimes spiteful streak. I came very close to finding that out a few months back when Slave David caused a stir in the house.
The house hold returned to normal for the next few weeks, David and I continued to work and serve Master Brett, even helping out at other parties that were held in our home. And of course Master Brett oversaw the Collaring ceremony which took place within the grounds. It was a lovely affair, and the Master and Slave made a beautiful couple, our honoured guest all enjoyed themselves, and after the function a few play in the dungeon. Slave David and I dressed as maids and served drinks and snacks all night long, but were not allowed to participate, the closes we got to play was the occasional tickle on the arse, or the tweak of a nipple. The night was long and constant, but when the happy collared couple left it started a domino effect, and as the last few guests left we were able to rest up, before the major clean up. Our high heel were lovely and they matched our stockings, BUT they hurt like hell when you're walking around in them for hours on end. Slave David and I made sure that Master Brett was well catered too, but he too was taking a well earned rest, he told us to grabbed a couple drinks and relax, and thanked us for our efforts. We took our dinks into the kitchen, removed our heels, nibbled on snacks, and discussed the celebration for the next hour, prior to starting the clean up process. Luckily the crowd was fairly well behaved, and because it collaring everybody took care with their drinks and food, even the play room had minimal clean up. All toll it only took about an hour plus to clean and clear the rooms, and another 3o minutes to vac the floors with two cleaners on the go. By 1.00 o'clock we were heading to bed, I joined Master Brett whilst Slave David adjourned to his bedroom. Master Brett and I cuddled up, but it wasn't long before we were both fast asleep, it was a very big day for all of us, and secretly I think Master Brett's level of anxiety dropped a thousand fold as soon as the night was done.
The next morning both Slave David and I prepared breakfast and set the table, for Master Brett's arrival, we knew that he liked to eat about 8.30am on the weekends, and afterwards he would assign us jobs or tasks for the day, as regular as clockwork Master Brett rolled into the kitchen, and told us both to site at the table as a reward for last night, Slave David was thankful that he didn't have to eat on the floor. We all quietly ate a stack of toast, eggs and bacon and a large pot of coffee. Master Brett thanked us again for breakfast, and announce that he had a chap coming over later that day to discuss household business, and because all the lawns had been done for the collaring we could have the afternoon off to do whatever we wanted. Both David and I needed to see our friends and family members, but were told to be back around 6.00pm for the evening meal, so as soon as the breakfast dishes were done, we jumped in our cars and went our separate ways, vowing to be back about 5.00pm for the meal prep.
During the day, I received a text from Master Brett to say that "The competition we spoke about earlier was going to happen tonight, and I need to be completely and thoroughly prepared inside and out. The visitor, (Paul) who devised the competition will also adjudicate the procedure and eventual winner, he may even participate, be warned Bitch he likes his toys and will definitely use them to control the action", Master Brett said that he sent a Slave David message saying that there would be a play session tonight, but did not elaborate as much as what he told me, just to be ready, I think he still had a score to settle with Slave David and this was his opportunity.
I arrived at five, prepared myself completely, then set about making tea for Master Brett and Paul; about 5.30pm Slave David rocked in and help with the meal preparations and side dishes. By 7.00pm we all sat at the table to a spread of various Italian Pasta dishes, crunchie herb breads and chilled wines. After the Dinner Slave David and I clean the dishes and kitchen, I excused myself to do a final deep cleans of myself in preparation for the nights activities, I suggested to Slave David to do the same, but one again I was given orders not to elaborate and it was just a play session.
Both Slave David and I were summered into the lounge, ordered to strip whilst Master Brett sat on his Throne chair and Paul sat beside him on one of the arm chairs. Being naked and kneeling always got me excited, and once again my cock rose to the occasion, Slave David was the same but didn't show it as much. Master Brett told us that "Tonight there would be a competition between you and there would be rewards and of course punishments along the way. Paul will run the show and would announce the winner at the end, you were both given time to prepare yourselves, this being said, let the games begin, Paul there all yours"!.
"Ok girls, I've designed a competition to see who can impress us the most, Master Brett will, of course oversee the games, but I will ultimately decide the winner, there will be test to determine endurance, adaptability, and flexibility, you will be pushed to your limits, and stretched beyond those limits and boundaries. You of course can use your safe words and your limits will be respected, but you will be deemed the looser, and of course there will be rewards and punishments incorporated into the game, shall we begin?"
Slave David and I looked at one another and nodded, first thing we had to do attach Japanese clover clamps to out nipples, that was fairly easy , both of us had used them before, but Paul had a few extra things in store, he had some fishing weights of varying sizes, and attached an equal amounts to our clamps, and of course this pulled the orbs down ward, moans and groans could be heard from the pair of us, then more weights were added, extending our nipples. All though the pain was intense, it was bearable, and it took a little time to adjust. "OK Girls, I think a few star jumps are in order, let's start with six".
Standing still was one thing, but now with the added fast and rapid jumping the weights bounced on our chests, pulling and twisting the orbs as we moved up and down, it was if our nipples were being ripped off our chest. And just for fun Paul produced a riding crop to give us some incentive to jump higher or move faster, each time we hit the floor we were struck with the crop, we ended up doing about 2 dozen jumps, and each received six cuts of the crop. "Well done you two, no safe words and plenty of action, but now you can take the clamps off and put them on the table", David and I both scream in pain as the blood rushed back to the previously clamped nipples, we were given time to rub and sooth our bruised orbs, but we were also covered in a light sheen of sweat. We were given drinks and time to rest before the next quest. Master Brett nodded his approval to both of us, Then Paul asked us to lean against the coffee table, legs spread and head down, and various, larger furniture was removed so there was plenty of room for Paul to move around. We could only hear Paul floating around the room, not really knowing what he was doing. "OK Girls now that we've warmed up your nipples let's start on your butts, I have a number of floggers, paddles and whips that will be used on you, and there's no shame in using your safe word, because things are about to get a bit more stingy on your butts". And sure enough the flogging had begun, six blows to my right and left cheek, then the same was administered to David's exposed arse. Then Paul moved onto the paddle , which had a completely different feel to it, there was very little give in that monstrous weapon, It was like being hit with a cricket bat, this time we each took twelve strikes to booth butt cheeks, tears were welling up, but we said nothing. There were plenty of moans and groans, and the sound reverberated around the room as the blows struck home, the heat from our butts raised the temperature of the lounge, and the beads of sweat rolled down our faces, but neither one of us wanted to lose to the other. Next came the short whip, the sound of it slicing through the air, and we knew it was coming, and then the painful strike, we both screamed as our butts received possibly the meanest beating imaginable. Then it stopped, we both had endured 12 lashes from the whip, then ice packs were applied to our burning butts, once again no winner was announced and cream was applied to our bruises to prevent any long term marks. Master Brett applauded our endurance and pain tolerance, excellent, rest and recuperate you've earned it. We drank plenty of cold water to re hydrate and used a towel to wipe off the sweat. You could see that there was a real competitive edge to this competition, neither one of us wanted to lose.
After about ten minutes rest Paul wheeled in a small trolley with some not so small dildo's and dongs on it. "OK Girls now for the big test, there is two of each toy in the trolley, each of you will insert the same dildo up your butts, and as you can see they range from fat and long, right up giant and enormous, so when you're ready we'll start". David and I picked out the smallest of the bunch, and with a good amount of grease, slide it up our respective butts, no great issue here, Master Brett has a bigger cock, which I might add was standing straight out, and very excited just watching the games. We moved onto the next one that was about 10" inches long and wide, we rest the suction area on the table and greased them up, we positioned ourselves directly over the toy and slowly sunk down. I took about have the dildo, and allowed my body to adjust but David tried to take the lot in one single go, he squealed like a stuck pig, screaming but eventually reached the base. Then I lowered myself down, breathing and trying to relax, and then eased down onto the base, I also moaned as my anal ring stretch, it felt like I had a tree branch up my butt, Paul made us remain impaled on the fat end of the dildo, allowing us to really feel the monster within. Beads of sweat again rolled down our faces, and I could see the strain on David's face, even though he was quicker, the entire experience was not a pleasurable one for him. Finally Paul allowed us to extract the 10" monster from our well stretched butts. "Sluts don't forget your safe words, now let's move on"
Next from the trolley of torture we found a 12", fat with three round bulges down the shaft that grew increasing wider the deeper you went, in essence it was a very large butt plug. Once again we positioned ourselves over the head and started our decent, the first part was fine because we had been stretch out, but the second was far more difficult, there was a lot more heavy breathing on this one and e had to force ourselves to relax, The one thing I've learnt is that you cannot rush this type of thing, your body will revolt against you, making it impossible relax enough to complete the challenge. I vertically had to meditate to sink past the second bulb, but David was again trying to rush the process, I even told him to slow down it wasn't a race, but he was so set on doing it his way, causing himself more pain, he was screaming through the process. We both rested after the second bulb, but Paul had other ideas and introduced an electric wand and just as we were getting used to the extra girth in our butts, he would zap our nipples, creating more screams of pain and torture. I could almost see that David was on the edge, but it was only pure stubbiness that he remained in the competition, my nipples were constantly zapped, almost making me break my concentration, but I knew the only way to take the third bulb was to completely relax, David was never going to do this part if he didn't learn to relax. So in a type of meditative state I allowed my body to relax, even the bite of the electric wand couldn't break my concentration, Paul zapped me all over, nipples, arse, thighs, even close to my balls, I was still able to sink past the third bulb and onto the base. The sweat was pouring off me, and as I looked in David's direction, he was struggling ,but eventually sunk down onto the base, you could see the wand marks that Paul laid on him, but there was a sense of achievement on his face, all be it a painful one.
Master Brett's cock was dripping pre-cum everywhere, but I truly loved looking at that horse cock of his, after a couple of minutes, Paul allowed us to raise ourselves off the monster butt plug, even offering to help pull them out, once over the third bulge the toy sort of fell out. Both our butts had been stretch beyond anything we had encountered before, at any stage. They looked like a slippery Grand Canyon. "Fantastic, I didn't think anybody could take those monsters, Master Brett said whilst pulling his dick. But Paul didn't you have one last test up your sleeve." "Yes I have but I think our competitors had had enough" "At least give them the option to try" "OK Girls this is an optional extra, You can give it a go or call it quits, as far as I'm concern your both winners".
I certainly was sure I couldn't handle much more, but I knew Master Brett wanted me to try, Slave David did you want to continue, The next test is bigger and nastier than the others. Then he revealed the giant horse cock from another table, it was about 16 " had a large head, slightly skinnier shaft, smooth skin like texture, the second section had a ridge leading onto the thickest part onto the base. Slave David took one look at the monster cock and with a tear in his eye declined and conceded defeat. Master Brett had a smile on his face, knowing that he had won. But there was the challenge; I told Paul that even though I had won the competition I wanted to prove to Master Brett that I'm the best at what I do. "OK, but please remember your safe word" I greased up my butt and the head of the horse cock and asked Slave David to help line things up. The head was like trying to put a fist up my arse it was that big, so once again I relaxed and asked David to just hold it against my arse, and as he did I pushed back onto the horse head, my ring opened up and it edged it's way in, It was like I had the head a sledge hammer up my arse, and the slippery surface slid easily into my butt, but now the head inside my butt was resting on the inner canal and the only way past is to push through. I told Slave David to just hold the toy and allow my body relax, and then I would push back against the inner head, slowly my body relaxed and the constant pressure on the inner canal gave way, I screamed as everything burned on the inside, I had a screaming desire to stop and remove the giant cock, but now the competition was about me taking as much as I could and making Master Brett proud, slowly but surely another six inches of horse cock disappeared, All told I had about 12 "inches of his cock in me, that tree branch had now grown into a full on tree, It was pushing my insides around all over the place, making bulges in places bulgers should not be. I got Slave David to push and pull the horse cock backward and forward, Master Brett couldn't stand it any longer, approached me and stuck his cock deep into my mouth, and for Pauls part he removed his clothing a stuck his cock into Slave David's arse, and started pounding, in one way or another a dick was going into a hole.
It must have been a sight to see, I was too far gone into sub space to really take it all in, and thank God it was all captured on CCTV for later viewing. Master Brett worked his beautiful deep into my throat, and the horse cock slipped slowly backward and forward, fucking my well stretch hole, Paul was generating some real action on Slave David's butt; we were a bunch of moaning, groaning sex addicts that couldn't get enough. I'm not sure how it happened but a couple more inches of horse cock disappeared deep inside. I could hear Master Brett voice and the start of his verbal taunts and encouragement, "You're the best cocking sucking Bitch, you have no limits you slut, take that giant horse, I'm so proud of you, you're the best fucking whore ever. Paul, fuck that girly slut he deserve your cock, and on the count of five I want you to fill him up with cum". Paul just grunted and slammed his dick home even faster, then he quickly changed position and drilled his cock deep into Paul's mouth, Slave David greedily accepted the prize winning cock, slurping every inch. Somewhere along the way we lost count and was up to 4, "Cum down his throat, fuck that dirty whore, he loves your cock, 5, now blow", and the next thing I felt was ropes of cum sliding down my gullet, and Master Brett fucking my face with abandon, Paul did the same thing, making Slave David his personal cum dump, and along the way my arse was now sitting on the base of the giant horse cock. I can't imagine my arse will ever be the same, but even though I had a real horse cock in my mouth, I felt a sense of pride. We all collapse onto couches and chairs, and I just slumped onto the floor of the lounge as the giant horse cock slowly eased itself out and lay on the floor with me. I think I must have passed out briefly, because I found myself covered with a blanket on the floor, whilst the others found their way to the bar for some well earned drinks. I look around the lounge and all the toys had been put away, and the furniture replaced, I staggered to my feet, regained my balance and joined the others, I was welcomed by a round of applause, Master Brett, drew me in for a hug and kiss, before I was hug by the others. Paul raised my hand as I was awarded victory. "Please, get the winner a drink David; I'm sure he needs one." "My pleasure Sir" as he handed it to me, he said well done, I could never have done that, "Master Brett has some news for you, and I'm so happy for you". "Well done Slave, I'm very impressed, as normal you have shown me that you are the best, and prepared to go that extra mile to satisfy me. You're so good, that the house hold does not require a second slave, so I have offered Slave David to Paul, who will continue his training and in time may be as good as you. Tomorrow will be Slave David's last day with us, because his going travelling with Paul for the 3-4 months."
"Perhaps they can visit us again when they return, but no more competitions, just two men and their submissives, now you must be tired, time for bed you two. I'll see you for breakfast" I must admit that I was having trouble staying awake, and the competition drained me completely. I went straight to bed, and within minutes I was drifting off to sleep, reflecting on my night and the future as the sole submissive of the house. Having David in the house was good, but there was also an element of mystery about him, So having him go with Paul may be the best outcome, either way I get to stay with Master Brett, and who knows, one day it will be me that gets collared officially to Him, who knows what the future holds for a submissive Bitch like me.
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