Catherine’s Punishment Part 3

       Synopsis: A continuing story.  Oblivious as to their real motives after being told they wish to consider a career in teaching, a Beautiful forty two year old,  naively unaware of their actual intentions, reluctantly agrees to invite two of her son’s young friends into her home. A mistake resulting in a life changing

                     Part Three Catherine Dixon’s Punishment

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        Only at the weekend, with her husband finally at  home, would  Catherine find some rest-bite from from constant thoughts of ‘her new young master’  as she cleaned, cooked and generally tried her best to recreate her previous family bonding. 

Even so, over those couple of days,  Catherine could still think of very little other Sean’s treatment of her on that Wednesday afternoon. With her every such thought recalling over and again how he had quite simply conquered her body and mind and so yet again that  all too familiar throbbing of her cunt would begin and Catherine would take from its hiding place, the cell phone Sean had given her, only to feel disappointed there was no text message for her.  

       But come the weekend,  her husband, exhausted as usual from his week of business travels, had hardly noticed just how much effort Catherine made toward him, her special dresses, her makeup and the meal and wine on the Saturday evening with Dan out of the house , when Catherine finally managed to get her husband, after the bottle of wine, upstairs in their bedroom.

        In fact Catherine had devoted all her energy in her feverish attempts to rekindle the old spark between them. 

Everything she did was all in the hope she may somehow drive from her mind the now constant visions of Sean Brady invading her anus with his huge cock. Hoping, praying even that she could, via her husband of so many years, somehow make herself come to her senses.   

However, Despite her husband trying his best, albeit in the usual missionary position, while  Catherine, like some crazed junkie desperate for a hit, could see not her beloved husband,  but Sean’s muscular young body before her, pumping her, telling her she was his property and his alone.

        Even when her husband eventually ejaculated inside her unfulfilled pussy,  Catherine was astonished to find herself wondering how often in future Sean would actually allow her to fuck her own husband.  

Quickly though, Catherine  dismissed the absurdity of such thinking, for wasn’t she was a loving married forty two year old mother of two? She loved her family and her husband......she was not the plaything of a teenage boy.

But that night,  a sleepless Catherine tossed and turned in her bed, her mind ablaze with images of her being in a strange office with Sean Brady whipping her, naked, bound and gagged body,  before forcing her to take the whole of his massive organ into her mouth until it was thrusting against to back of her throat! ..........

       With his wealthy parents owning  a chain of electronics stores , Sean Brady had no difficulty in providing Dan with some minute state of the art wireless motion triggered WiFi spy cams. 

These Dan would discreetly position in his Mother’s bedroom and bathroom.

For In future Dan was to record upon a couple of laptops Sean had also provided everything of interest his mother did in those areas.

He would view the recordings every day and immediately inform Sean of anything unusual or interesting on the recordings.

For Just as Sean had expected him to be, Dan was exceedingly taken with idea of viewing recording his mother’s  bedroom actives and readily agreed to Sean’s demand without hesitation. 

Although It had not  been until the Sunday morning, after his parents had left  to the golf club together for drinks, that Dan had the opportunity to place the devices in such a fashion and areas they would produce best results. Then fully aware she’d been in his room a couple of times searching for her missing red thong,  Dan found a suitable hiding place in his own bedroom,  in which to hide his new  recording devises away from his Mother’s prying eyes.

Two  of those spy cams being in Catherine’s bedroom, facing her bed and dressing area, the other Dan had  placed in her bathroom facing her Bath.

That evening, with the spy cam receiver in his room wirelessly connected to his new laptops , a very excited Dan was even able to view his mother in her bathroom, actually trimming her pubic hair before taking her bath, where Dan then eagerly viewed his mother soaping her wonderful breasts, an experience making Dan masturbate fiercely. 

However he was disappointed to see his mother, after drying herself, pulling a long nightdress over that gorgeous body. Looking at the spy cam in the bedroom when both his mother and father were in bed,  Dan was equally disappointed when both bedside lamps were almost immediately turned off.  However he would, as instructed, report these scenes to Sean as instructed............

   After a weekend of her husband James showing scant if any interest in her, sexually or otherwise, Catherine  finally made her momentous decision and on the Monday morning , after both her husband and Dan had left the house, Catherine then went to her bedroom and scattered the entire contents of her wardrobe over her huge bed. 

Taking two suitcases from the closet,  Catherine sifted through each garment, throwing into the cases any skirt or dress that fell below the knee. Those that remained she could take up from the hem until they were the required three inches above the knee.

        From another case Catherine produced a selection of skirts and dresses not worn for years. 

Many of these were ‘mini skirts’ and dresses and these she placed in her wardrobe along with those she would have to shorten. 

Vaguely Catherine wondered just how she, a previously conservative middle aged woman, would appear to family and friends in her new look of hemlines well above the knee. Well, at least she had the legs to carry it off, she mused. 

        Next her tops, Blouses, jumpers and others were selected and placed in order of merit. Those that would show her bra beneath her top took priority, then those she could wear without a bra , but would show off her nipples. 

The first two she placed in drawers, all others in suitcases before Finally, Catherine cleared out from her lingerie collection any bras and knickers without matching suspender belts, these again went into storage.

 Catherine decided she also needed some more  sexy lingerie lingerie and sheer stockings, but In doing so her thoughts again returned to her missing red thong, it’s matching quarter cup bra and Suspender belt were fresh and laundered but of the thong there was still no sign. 

The thong may only be a small triangle of red silk and she had plenty of others, but it’s value in terms of eroticism and memories was now incalculable , although if as she suspected, it was now in the hands of Dan then  Catherine could only hope her son had  simply found it discarded and was now using it to masturbate into, as apparently did many other teenage boys with their mother’s lingerie.  

Catherine’s  other, devastating  suspicion was one she tried not to dwell on, was that Dan had discovered her discarded lingerie in his room and having deliberately placed her bra where she would spot it, he had then retained what she knew was a garment very wet with her own juices, either out of pleasure of perhaps for  more sinister reasons  that didn’t bare Thinking about.

 Especially with Catherine not being entirely certain Dan hadn’t been there, watching in his own room that afternoon, that would perhaps explain her visions of Dan lustfully watching Sean’s  defilement of her from his bedroom closet. 

Although even more disconcerting was Catherine’s recollection of being turned of by the idea! 

Only time would tell and Catherine decided it best for her behave quite normally toward her son, while hoping her lost thong would soon reappear she  returned  to her enjoyable  task of sorting her lingerie. 

What  Catherine hadn’t realised, but as Sean had intended, was when carrying out such tasks, her mind always drifted back to Sean Brady and of his huge cock buried deep in her anus and of how she’d achieved such an incredible orgasm when ‘her master’ had eventually released her nipples from the confinement of the awful string metal clamps...............

       When Returning home  that afternoon,  Dan read a note from his mother telling him she had gone shopping and after consuming the snack Catherine had left him, Dan rushed upstairs to his room, where he tuned his two TV monitors into their special channels,  before pulling a special recording device’s from beneath his pillow.

The Motion Sensors on the spy cams in his mother’s bedroom had triggered the recording device,  and Dan was soon viewing recordings of his mother ruthlessly sorting through her clothes and lingerie. 

So picking up his own phone,  Dan was soon ringing Sean’s cell phone.

        “Well,” said Sean when answering, always happy to keep Dan guessing his moods. “What’s your Mum been up to, Dan?”

After Dan then told him his mother had been sorting though and discarding many of her clothes and lingerie, a smiling Sean knew it was time to begin the next phase of Mrs. Catherine Dixon’s slave training!

In fact Catherine had not been so keyed up with a sense excited sexual anticipation for years and when Returning from her shopping trip, Dan concluded his call to Sean when she shouted a cheerful, “hello Dan darling “ toward her Sons bedroom while then striding  into her own room. 

In Catherine’s  hands were shopping bags containing new lingerie and stockings purchased earlier in town. 

Two daring sets of lingerie, each with half cup bra and thong, together with a wonderful PVC Basque she had been unable to resist, despite the almost disapproving looks from the young shop assistant. 

These  Catherine spread out on the bed , with the intention of trying them again after her bath, Unaware at that very moment  Dan was viewing her and  thinking he’d  add these to his list and report back to Sean.

    Then Just as She was about to take her bath, Catherine heard a ping and quickly removed her new cell phone from its hiding place before,  partly thrilled,  partly apprehensive, she noticed the text message symbol flashing. 

‘You R 2 report for training ‘Young’s bookshop’, lower high street. 12.50 pm wed. Browse books, wait. Wear pink set under black skirt/ white blouse. Reply U will obey Master X.’

       When Taking the cell phone into her bathroom Catherine was confused, Why would Sean want her to wait in a bookshop for him? 

She had never heard of or been to Young’s Bookshop and the lower high street was not the smartest area of town. 

Still though, Catherine was excited that her young Master he’d at last  made contact, even if rather obtusely. 

Would she, Catherine asked herself; have the nerve to obey Sean? But the answer to that question was obvious!.

        Back In his room Dan looked excitedly at his screens as his mother stripped off.  

First stepping from the rather short skirt she’d worn specifically for her shopping expedition,  before removing what Dan thought  had to be a sheer transparent  white blouse, leaving him  to drool over the  pretty set of powder blue lingerie and black sheer stockings, the one she had worn for the visit of Tom and Sean and Dan’s cock twitched excitedly as his  blissfully unawares mother performed an erotic  strip show just for him. 

        With Catherine  then naked, the second monitor was  displaying  his voluptuous naked mother stepping into her bath, totally unaware that, aside from when sitting out of vision on her toilet,  her every movement, was being monitored by her own son.

So  watching his mother relaxing  in her bath,  her lovely Breasts and nipples floating above the waterline,  Dan was soon once more playing with his ever hardening cock before....”jeez”! 

Incredibly his mother was now toying with her large nipples with the fingers of one hand whilst the other delved below the Waterline, before moments later she closed her eyes and her whole body began slow gyrations in the bath.

“Fucking hell.....the bitch is frigging herself off”! exclaimed Dan, while as his Mother’s movements became more frantic so did Dans hand gripping his cock

until he was jerking off into Catherine’s  tiny red thong , now crusty with semen stains, for the umpteenth time. After which, Dan told himself he really must leave it in the laundry basket sometime.................................

Chapter 2 Tony Weston.

        Upon finding the less than salubrious Lower High Street almost deserted,  Catherine Dixon had easily managed to find a parking space almost opposite “Young’s Bookshop” The address Sean Brady had told her to report to when sending Catherine a text on the cell phone he’d given her. Catherine’s ‘Slave Phone’

        For a minute or two Catherine anxiously studied the shop’s rather shabby frontage , wondering yet again why Sean had told her to be here at 12.50pm. 

Indeed, why on earth did she text back to say she would be here,  for even after Catherine had blitzed her clothing on Monday, those feelings of guilt and  her inbred sense of right and wrong were never far away.

 Catherine’s whole morning had been spent in nervous excited anticipation twinned with self recrimination,  but these thoughts struggled to overcome Catherine’s yearning to be sexually subjugated, controlled, and dominated , and  so that morning, Catherine convinced herself there really could be no alternative,  that if she did not obey Sean’s instructions,  then sooner or later her body would, undoubtedly suffer at his hands. 

        Catherine’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she became aware a couple of scruffily dressed young lads,  no more than sixteen or seventeen years old,  were peering into her car,  pointing laughing and causing Catherine to glance down to see how far her short black skirt had ridden up her legs while in the driving position.  

Worse still, the tops of her black stockings were clearly visible to the scruffy youths and Discomfited by their pointing and laughing,  Catherine hurriedly pulled her skirt down her legs as far as possible. 

But the young lads still remained by her car pointing and laughing,  leaving Catherine  feeling  trapped inside and unwilling to get out of the vehicle, fearing the unwanted attentions of the young lads in the deserted street.  

        Eventually though, looking at her watch to see the time was now 12.50, and for some reason fearful of being late, Catherine decided that instead of driving away, she would get out of the car and make a dash for it  across the road.  

But as if they knew what she was planning the moment Catherine opened the driver’s door, the young lads were there, holding it open for her. 

Both lads were openly gazing down to the erotic display Catharine Was providing  them, for in a hurried attempt to get out of her car,  her  stocking tops, red suspender tabs and large expanse of white thigh were all clearly visible to those young covetous eyes.

 Catherine then soon found things  getting even worse , when one of the lads told the other. 

“Hey man, Look at this bitch , look at those legs and the great pair of tits on it!”

causing Catherine to belatedly remember her red bra was clearly visible under her almost transparent white blouse. 

        Attempting to show as much modesty as she could muster, Catherine finally managed to stand upright with her back to the youths and after managing to lock her car with the remote, then attempted to bypass the two boys,  but they  were having none of it!.

        “What are you darling, another model for him over there?” Asked one, his young face riddled with acne spots  “why bother with him darling, let’s all  get back into your car and you can give us both a nice long  blow job!” said the other with an evil grin on his face.

        Oblivious as to the meaning of the spotty boy’s question and horrified by the others demand, Catherine told them she did not know what he was talking about and would they please leave her alone, otherwise she would call for help.

        “Well, well, I reckon old Tony has gone and got himself a real posh bird, all la de da.”

        “Well, posh as you are darling,  a good looking bird like you should be a model, even if you are a bit older than most of them over there “ replied  the spotty youth.

        To which the bemused and embarrassed Catherine, replying they were very much mistaken, then tried pushing her way past them, but the spotty lad stood behind her before suddenly putting  his hand up under her short skirt, to grasp and pull on the waistband of Catherine’s tiny thong.. 

In desperation after realising no help would be forthcoming in the deserted street, Catherine attempted to pull away from them, before realizing she was now trapped between the two youths and that she would be ripping away her own fragile lingerie by doing so.

        “Please...please let me go” she whimpered, terrified the spotty youth was about to rip her thong off her body completely and cursing Sean Brady for insisting she come to this awful place.

        “Not until you hold this” spotty told her. Then suddenly, his hand was upon Catherine’s wrist and in abject horror She looked down to see her hand hovering over a very erect cock the boy must have slipped out from within his jeans.

        “Hold it, jerk me off, and then you can go,” he demanded of Catherine. “Otherwise you get back in the car...only this time with us......and one shout or scream will be your last bitch!”

        The  terrified and very frightened Catherine had Never before  in her life  faced such an appalling predicament, and in broad daylight, in the middle of the street!threatened and being told to masturbate a teenage boy! Worse still, the other youth, pushing her up hard against his spotty friend and the trapped Catherine, was now running his own hands under Catherine’s skirt from her thighs to her hips.

        Catherine’s dilemma was clear, either “jerk off” the spotty youth or be forced back into her own car, with them, and then?

        “Oh God,” Catherine whispered softly,  but then gripped the boy’s cock and much to the boys delight,  with disgust and indignity clear on her face,  she moved her fingers back and forward on the not overlarge young cock.

  “That’s it bitch, jerk me off, hold it harder and cup my balls with your other hand.”

Shortly Catherine was astonished to find she was actually complying with the horrid boys demand and slipped her free hand inside the boys jeans,  to find stroke and cup his balls and  continuing to rub his twitching cock as the other youth’s hands continued to stroke her inner thighs, her buttocks and to her utter horror,  find their way inside Catherine’s  thong.

However Catherine  also experienced something else, and it suddenly dawned upon her that the now all too familiar tingle of excitement deep in her groin and the awful reality was that somehow, bizarrely , she was actually enjoying this humiliation. Of course it could not last for the spotty youth and soon Catherine felt the youngster’s cock twitching uncontrollably in her fingers, followed shortly by spurts of his warm semen over her palm and fingers.

        “Don’t let go until I tell you  bitch “!  Growled the spotty youth, leaving the humiliated Catherine, with her fingers covered in his semen, holdings onto the semen spurting cock.

        “Mmmmm, that was great,” said spotty.”Now lick your fingers clean then you can do the same for my pal.”

        Suddenly this was all too much for Catherine, who letting out a scream,  then stumbled across the road to the bookshop in her killer heels, rubbing sticky fingers onto her skirt, and hurriedly pushing her way past the door,  just as the two boys laughingly looked up toward an upper floor window to where Sean Brady and Tony Weston stood, before Tony gestured down that they should now stand by the shop window.

        Once inside the apparent safety of the bookshop, the frightened, flustered and embarrassed blonde housewife let  out a huge sigh of relief and looked across to where Joan stood behind her counter.

        “Oh my Lord” began Catherine as Joan looked up at her from her counter. “Those young boys, out there, I thought, Oh God, they were just so horrible!”

  Gazing at Catherine with a puzzled expression, Joan merely replied they were just bored locals and to pay them no notice, But Despite her seeming reassurance, Catherine looked out of the bookshop window to see the same two young brutes waving and gesturing for her to come back outside, then, oh God! One of them was actually waving his cock at her!

“So what can I do for you?” asked Joan with a shrug of her shoulders.

Startled by Joan’s sudden question, Catherine looked back at Joan in bewilderment. Surely this rather plain looking middle aged woman with her hair in a schoolmistress’s bun could see she needed refuge from those thugs out there! 

  “I, err, well, I am just browsing to get away from those monsters thank you”replied Catherine, after all, this was a bookshop.

        But Catherine became even more concerned for her own welfare when hearing Joan telling her. 

   “Well, that’s okay, but I’m afraid the time is almost one o’clock and we are about to close for lunch, I really must ask you to leave if you are not about to make a purchase.”

        Dismayed by her words, Catherine looked out the shop window, those thugs were still there and still crudely gesticulating toward her.

   “But, but, those boys, they are still outside, surely you can see I need your hep here!”But the woman simply waved her had dismissively and replied.

   “That’s the way it is around here, They are just harmless lads looking for a bit of fun, that’s all, now unless you have other business, I must ask you to leave” interjected Joan forcefully, walking toward the door.

 “But...but I, I have, have to meet someone here” replied Catherine in desperation.

        “Look”if you are expected, why didn’t you say so, just tell me who you are, and why you are here....otherwise” replied  Joan, gesturing toward the door.

        “Oh...My name is, err Catherine, and err...well, I was asked to be here at 12.50.”

        “Okay Catherine, at least I we have got that much out of you, but who you are supposed to be meeting and for is the reason for your visit,” replied Joan, looking exasperated by now.

        Catherine was stunned by the ease in which this woman, at least 5 inches shorter than herself, wearing  a distinctly ‘old maid’ dress  intimidated her.

      “I....well......Err...err Sean Brady,” she eventually mumbled.   

“Oh yes, Sean” replied Joan making her way back behind her counter, then looking down as if perhaps studying a diary. “Mmmmmmmm.....right, now, what did you say was your name?”

        “Err ....Catherine.” 

Looking across to Catherine as one would a recalcitrant child, Joan patiently replied. “I need Your full name”

      “Oh, err, Catherine Dixon” once Again Joan then gazed down to the counter and her imaginary diary. 

        “And would that be Miss or Mrs. Dixon?”

        “Oh...err.. yes..” replied Catherine very sheepishly.

     “That’s better, now that  wasn’t so hard, was it Mrs. Dixon, now, if you’ll tell me exactly why you are here I shall be able to lock up the shop.”

  Catherine had nowhere to go or hide and realized she could either tell this horrible woman why she was here or face those horrible boys again.

        So Catherine could only whisper shamefacedly. “I err, well Err, some sort of Training....I think”

        After again looking down to her nonexistent diary, Joan looked back up to Catherine.

  “Now we seem to be getting somewhere at last Mrs. Dixon, now then, please tell me if I have got this right, that you are the right person”

“You are Mrs. Catherine Dixon, you are forty two years old and a married mother of two children, It say’s here you are  the person property of your Master Sean Brady and are here to begin your training to be an obedient  sex slave, am I  correct?”

If there and then a hole in the ground had opened up, then Catherine would have jumped straight in! 

if there had not been those horrible brutes outside. 

If, if, if. But with a blushing face reddened in shame and humiliation and dismayed at how easily this mousy looking woman had managed to intimidate and humiliate her, Catherine knew she had no option but to nod her head weakly and to mumble.

“Yes”........

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        “Oh my lord” ! exclaimed Catherine Dixon. 

Never in her life had she seen, heard of or even read about a sight such as the one greeting her when eventually she followed Joan through the doorway and out of sight of those awful young monsters. 

        After locking and bolting the door in the shop Joan had beckoned a highly embarrassed but none the less relieved Catherine to follow her Through a storeroom, then up one flight of carpeted stairs, past other doors,  one marked, ‘Tony Weston noticed Catherine  and another marked , General Office.

 Somehow these everyday signs helped Catherine regain a sense of normality after horrific event  in the street and then upon meeting the strangely fearful Joan.

        Then it was up another flight of stairs, although were of bare wood and then along a short corridor until finally, after opening another door, Joan  stood back, urging Catherine through. 

Catherine’s exclamation was well founded. 

Walking through the doorway, a  large room, its brick walls alternately painted black and deep red, had opened up before Catherine’s astonished eyes. 

Large spotlights, on the very high ceiling starkly illuminated all manner of bondage equipment set around the room and walls. 

Wood and metal Bondage cross’s, padded benches and frames were surrounded by all manner of whips, cuffs, leads, harness’s and gags hanging from the walls. 

A huge black, metal cage hung inches above the carpeted floor, suspended by a thick rope led through a block pulley device leading eventually to a winch set into the wall.

        What really overwhelmed Catherine, was the spectacle in the centre of the large room, for There a  naked young woman hung  suspended, from her ankles in a very widely spread  X position. 

Her leather cuffed ankles were secured via metal clasps to a wide spreader bar, hauled up until her wrists could be attached to bolts set into the floor and ankles,

leaving her long blonde hair hanging from her head and brushing the carpet beneath her.

The woman,  who Catherine assumed to be in her late twenties, had also been gagged with a padded leather bar pulled between her lips, secured at the back of her head by black leather straps. 

   And Catherine found herself unable to take her eyes from this woman. 

This was the most incredibly erotic sight she had ever witnessed. 

Who was she? Why was the woman there? 

Then it hit her, “Oh my lord” who could have placed her there? 

But most of all Catherine was wondering how it would feel if she herself were there, naked, available to anyone who may be there.

  Brushing past Catherine, Joan stepped across to the naked suspended woman, where her hand then reached up and stroked her inner thigh from knee to her very exposed pubic mound. 

“This” began Joan, now simply caressing the woman’s mound, “is the bosses secretary, her work of late has not been up to the standards he requires Catherine, therefore he has decided she should be punished!”

        Catherine could hardly believe her ears, how on earth could this “boss” do such a thing? But...but, oh God it was so exciting to see!

In fact, the “secretary” was one of a group of  models, bondage models Tony hired for his rather underground publications and films.

She had been placed there by both Tony and a very willing Sean only minutes before Catherine  arrived, simply so that Catherine could view the woman and wish that woman was herself.

        “Stand over here Catherine”  her thoughts were interrupted by Joan’s request/order. 

Dutifully a speechless Catherine obeyed, soon to find herself positioned a few feet from the metal cage.

 “ now Place your hands upon your head Catherine” said Joan, standing directly before her.

  Instinctively, Catherine obeyed this command, even, without thinking, parting her legs a little while doing do.

   “Good, I think young Master Sean has chosen well,.......you are a real beauty Catherine, but now listen closely, from  now on  you will call me Mistress...nothing more, nothing less, you understand?”

  Although perplexed as to the purpose of all this, Catherine did though nod her head in understanding and replied , “Yes”

Joan folded her arms and stepped a little closer to Catherine.

“Oh Dear, I do hope you are not going to be difficult Catherine, now, let’s start again, you shall from now onwards address me only as Mistress, is that understood Catherine?”

“Yes Mistress” replied Catherine, this time without hesitation but surprised at how easily the word Mistress had slipped from her lips.

“That’s better Catherine, I have no wish to punish you...not just yet anyway, but believe me I shall do so if you either disobey me or fail to show me proper respect, you understand?”

 “Yes Mistress” replied Catherine, her eyes glued to the suspended model, with a throbbing growing between her legs, her mind was now a turmoil of emotions. She was very, very  excited by the comments of Joan,  but also wondering when Sean would arrive, although That question was soon to be answered.

 “Master has Sean decided  I am to instigate your training. As you can see Catherine we have all the facilities required to both delight you when you please me and to punish you for any disobedience”

“The pecking order here is very simple Catherine, you are at the bottom, while the boss Tony, is at the top and all powerful”

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“You must never speak to him unless you are told  Catherine. When you meet him you will always kneel down before him and, as you are now, place your hands on your head, part your legs, and lower your eyes to the floor, is that understood?”

“Yes Mistress” replied Catherine,  a feeling of excitement was growing and she was trying to picture in her mind just what this boss Tony, would look like when she did eventually meet him.

 “Good, now aside from when your owner Master Sean is present, I am next in the chain. Although I am a slave myself, I am, unlike you Catherine, Tony’s fully trained personal slave and it has been decided by your owner and Tony that I am to be your Mistress. You have many things to learn Catherine; much of it will be from me.”

As she’d  listened to Joan , Even though never  having  considered she’d ever have what sounded to be some form of sexual contact with another women, Catherine none less realised that throbbing between her legs was growing in intensity 

 But then Catherine became aware the door opening, but  glancing across toward it, she was astonished to see the spotty youth whose cock she had be forced to masturbate in the street striding nonchalantly into the room.

In fact this was Tony’s gofer. A young lad whose sexual inclinations leaned very much toward the humiliation of older women and who repeatedly begged Tony for a position in his bookshop, no matter how little or nonexistent A salary given him.

      With hands still on her head,  Catherine was on the verge of dashing through the door until her new ‘Mistress’  Joan told her

“And Kevin, who you have already met, completes the pecking order for you Catherine. He is Tony’s assistant as such, so  you will comply with any instruction he may give you in the absence of Tony, Sean or myself”

“However, kevin is not allowed free access to you Catherine and you also need to know that out front he was only following the boss’s orders, is that clear?”

The thought of having to comply with instructions given her by Kevin was thoroughly repugnant to Catherine, but given her ‘Mistress’s’ assurance about ‘access’ to her, she thought it better not to protest about his presence.  

So Trying not to look at the smirking, evil looking Kevin Catherine replied meekly, 

“Yes Mistress”

 In fact this whole scenario, the suspended woman, Catherine with her hands on head with Joan standing before her and Kevin,  who now sat smirking on a leather bench a couple of feet from Catherine, was being viewed via various monitors upstairs in Tony’s office by both Tony and Sean. 

        Sean’s earlier anxiety at the possibly of Catherine embarrassing him before Tony by not turning up at his bookshop, had been dispelled by Dan earlier telling Sean on the cell phone that his mother was at that moment dressing  in her pink satin lingerie, a black skirt and a transparent white blouse. 

 So as Sean now gazed at the monitors, he was smiling  with unconcealed delight. 

He had done it!.  Dan’s ‘reward’ had been  an invitation to the bookshop,  and even now he was viewing his mother’s initial ‘training’ through a two way mirror and monitors , set in a room beside the ‘playroom’ housing his Mother, his hand never far from his twitching cock.

Sean was delighted his Slave Mrs. Catherine Dixon was actually here, She really was his! 

Her very presence in Tony’s dungeon, told him so. 

Sean had fully realised his previous conquests of Catherine had been in her own home,  where she had been unguarded and vulnerable to his demands of her. However, by coming here,  even running the gauntlet of the challenge they had set up in the street outside the shop, but to Sean  the amazing  fact was that in obeying his instructions to the letter, Catherine Dixon was almost certainly acknowledging that she now saw herself, despite her husband and children,  as being his property,  

Sean Brady’s very first Sex Slave!

        Sean Brady certainly felt indebted to the older man beside him for his advice and help and of course the use of these fabulous facilities, even though as Tony had informed him, there would be a ‘price to pay’ . 

 However, Sean didn’t really overtly care what Tony’s price may be, for Catherine Dixon was his now his property, although whatever her own feelings there was no ‘love’ as such involved on his part. 

In fact, when fully trained, Sean fully intended  to use Catherine Dixon as a professional BDSM Slave, to be tied, fucked and under supervision, beaten by whoever could afford her.  

He even intended on ensuring Catherine got a cut after his own expenses and ‘commission’ had been deducted. 

And Sean had already decided her husband’s access to her would be limited by him, and was looking forward to enjoying every single moment of Catherine Dixon’s training, whether it be by himself, Tony, Joan  or even the spotty rat faced Kevin. And of course Sean had the added bonus of Catherine’s son Dan monitoring and reporting to him her every movement at home. ...................

     In the monitors Joan was once  again speaking as  Catherine also became aware of piped music coming from speakers fixed to the walls.

“Good, now that’s settled I want to see more of you Catherine and you will begin by removing your blouse for Mistress”

        Of course Catherine had fully expected sooner or later that she would be removing her clothes,  but being only too aware the smirking spotty face of Kevin was leering at her, made it very hard for Catherine to obey Joan’s instruction.

        Only, after Joan  had noticed her hesitation and told her that Kevin would be very happy to rip the blouse from her body, did Catherine then drop her hands, and to the soft music, unbutton the garment and eventually summon enough nerve to remove it completely. 

       “Pass it to Kevin” ordered Joan, leaving Catherine to humiliatingly step forward and displaying her large breasts and nipples above her pink bra, hand her blouse to the smirking Kevin. 

For his part Kevin was openly rubbing his cock through his jeans as  his eyes feasted upon Catherine’s large firm breasts and nipples, supported by her pink satin bra. 

        “Great tits and nipples Mrs. Dixon, Christ she really is something Joan, now let’s see the bitches  cunt! ” demanded Kevin , adding to Catherine’s uneasiness and humiliation. 

   “Your only here on sufferance , soJust Be quiet Kevin”   Joan replied sharply, leaving Catherine in no doubt as to the nature of their relationship and it was not at all good, judging by Kevin’s evil glare toward Joan, who ignoring him, again  returned her attention toward Catherine.

“Okay Catherine, now  remove your skirt, do so by loosening it sufficiently for you to be able to return your hands to your head before wriggling your hips until the skirt falls around your ankles”.

“You must learn this skill Catherine, it is a mandatory requirement when stripping for a Master or indeed myself......is that understood”? added Joan, refraining from adding ‘client’

Catherine desperately wished  Sean would walk through the door to rescue and  reassure her,  but assumed his absence must be some kind of obedience test for her. Despite the resentment she felt toward the smirking Kevin,  that she had never in her adult life stripped off before another woman, let alone a spotty horrible youth such as Kevin, that only added to Catherine’s discomfiture. 

None the less, after replying “yes Mistress” Catherine then slowly unzipped her short skirt before replacing her hands upon her head.

        With the soft piped music in the background and swaying her hips from side to side, Catherine Dixon began  performing her first ever erotic strip to music.

Deliberately ignoring Kevin and keeping eyes upon the suspended woman in the centre of the room,  Catherine’s swaying hips eventually allowed her skirt to fall into a pool of material around her feet, revealing to Joan, Kevin and of course the two men watching from Tony’s office plus her son Dan, a tiny pink thong barely concealing her now throbbing pubic mound, a matching garter belt and black seamed stockings that served only to enhance the shapeliness of her long legs encased in black four inch ‘killer heels’

        “Now reach down for the  skirt and hand it to Kevin”  Joan ordered after a very long pause

So Catherine then had to repeat the embarrassing process of handing her clothing to the horrible youth who continued to rub his crotch even as he took Catherine’s skirt from her hand.        

But somehow Catherine managed to feel a sense of satisfaction when hearing Kevin’s soft appreciative whistling as she handed him her skirt, before hearing Joan telling her to turn her back on them and  reach behind to unclasp her bra,  hold the cups in her hands  and turn back  toward them and very slowly allow her bra to fall away from her breasts before again handing  it to the waiting leering Kevin.  

        With this being far a far more humiliating task of than that of removing her blouse and shirt, for a moment Catherine hesitated, realising was make or break time for her. 

But there was no where to hide and no where to run. The stern look in Joan’s eyes, together with Kevin’s menacing stare left her in no doubt as to the severity of any argument from her. 

So with the soft piped music in the background, Catherine very slowly and erotically turned away from them and raising her hands up behind her back,  unclasped her Pink  satin bra before crossing her arms over her large breasts  and holding the shoulder straps in her fingers.

  After another short hesitation and in a display of erotica that caused that watching Dan, Sean and even Tony to purr in delight, cupping her breasts in her hands, Catherine turned back toward Joan and Kevin.

With her face a vivid red and  trying not to look at Kevin, Catherine concentrated again on the suspended woman as she allowed her crossed hands to slip slowly down her large breasts, and with them, her pink satin bra. 

Catherine’s humiliation increased tenfold when,  being again told to hand her garment to Kevin, the horrible youth then held his outstretched hand low and to one side, forcing Catherine to bend both forward and down,   ensuring her firm breasts topped with her large pink nipples,  hung from her body directly in front of the almost drooling Kevin before he eventually held her proffered bra, not to mention Catherine’s son Dan, looking on from Tony’s special viewing room , desperately trying not to shoot his load again from the fantastic sight of his Mothers strip tease.

        “Mmmmm, “ Said Joan after the now all but naked  Catherine  resumed her hands on head position,. 

“ You really have looked after that body Catherine, what a fantastic pair of tits and great legs too....I can see now why your Master decided to take possession of you!”

     ‘Take Possession of you! ’ Words which once again enveloped Catherine in a bizarre sense of satisfaction , for no woman had ever spoken to her in such terms and almost without realizing she was doing so, Catherine was replying. “Thank you Mistress” as Joan stepped much closer.

        “Your a Very sensible and beautiful girl Catherine and Mistress is very very pleased with you” leaving Catherine with an unexplained  sense of pride surging through herself. .....................

        “Well Sean,  Catherine’s certainly a real cracker for her age and she’s going to be a great addition to my stable of models. Most of my readers and viewers  love to see a real classy middle aged bitch in bondage..... and of course there is the matter of the personal photo shoots we hold now and again. 

The term ‘ Photo Shoots’ being  code for his

  clients wanting the more personal services Tony offered and he fully intended Catherine Dixon would soon be joining the group of women he used to provide such services.

“A lot of money is made from the punters there Sean, especially as she comes free of charge” smiled Tony to himself while both he and Sean were studying the beautiful near naked body of Catherine Dixon, now strung up and hanging from a wide spreader bar.

Sean had initially assumed Tony would simply use Catherine as an occasional fucktoy, but now realised  the  ‘price to pay’ mentioned for Tony’s help in the subjugation and training of Catherine,  would be Tony using Catherine as an unpaid bondage model after her training and perhaps even more, not that this idea greatly bothered him.

        For Tony had taken Sean under his wing during the past few weeks and openly informed Sean of his intention of eventually taking a back seat in the operation. 

As a result Sean had informed his Mother and Father he may now look to a career in what he’d described as ‘publishing’ and now spent a lot of his spare time here in Tony’s office,  learning more than he ever thought possible about the Sub/Dom, BSDM and S&M scenes.

However Sean quickly realised he  was also being trained and trained to be much more than a ‘Master’ and was beginning to foresee an enjoyable and lucrative career before him

        So Sean cared not one jot about Tony using the completely unawares  Catherine Dixon as another bondage model for his underground films, photo shoot magazines and private photo shoots, complete with the special sexual ‘extras’ afterward, in fact Sean had already decided Catherine would be given a small cut of her earnings. 

Indeed the addition of Catherine Dixon to the bookshop ‘stable’ would serve only to accelerate what they had now. 

And Having now just turned  eighteen it had become Sean’s ultimate objective to eventually take over from Tony and to have his own ‘stable’ of slaves. 

And Mrs. Catherine Dixon together with Joan, both oblivious to Sean’s intentions of course, would be among the first slaves in his stable.

        While watching an excited Kevin secure a ball gag behind Catherine’s head, Sean pondered on how best to use Dan in the future. for despite Dan’s obvious desire and his plea  to Sean that he be allowed in Dan’s words ‘give one’ to his mother, Sean found could not agree to that happening, not yet anyway.

But  Sean also  thought that  from time to time Catherine would  need to be reminded of her new position in life and saw no reason why Catherine’s son should not administer to his mother the occasional chastisement beating when required, leaving Sean to play the magnanimous Master to Dans Mr. Cruel.

Although, upon reflection it would perhaps, for the time being at least be better for Sean to have Dan’s mother continue to be unaware of her son’s activities.

More so perhaps after Dan had provided Sean with another DVD, this one showing both his Mother and Dan’s Aunt Victoria, Catherine’s sister, blissfully unaware they were being filmed, apparently trying on each other’s clothes and lingerie in Catherine’s bedroom. 

        Despite Dan telling Sean his Aunt Victoria was a bit older than his Mother, on the recording she was none the less  a  real stunner.  

Her hair, almost black, was cut short rather than long, as with Catherine’s blonde hair, but her face was still young girlish looking and relativity unlined. 

Clearly, as was shown on the recording, dressed in a black bra and silk French knickers,  Victoria still possessed a body to die for,  with huge firm breasts leading down to full hips below a very trim waistline and equally trim legs.

        However, Sean’s real stroke of luck came when Dan informed him that Victoria, whose house was a few miles from his, was recently divorced from her husband. 

In addition rumour had it that Victoria had also had a series of affairs with younger men.  Perfect! 

Sean’s cock twitched at the prospect of having both sisters tied together, facing each other while he whipped them both. 

So Sean saw no reason why, whilst continuing to train her sister Catherine, he should not develop a strategy for Victoria’s submission.  In short, Dan’s young malicious mind had devised and thereby provided Sean with a possible third ‘classy’ slave for his proposed stable,  alongside Tonys cheap younger drug addicted whores who’d do anything for a fix.

        In fact, the DVD had been a bigger bonus to Dan,  for along with his Mother, his Aunt Victoria had long been another subject of his youthful fantasies. 

It had been thoughts of Sean and himself fucking her that came into his head once again when toying with his Mother’s thong when  witnessing her anal deflowering by Sean.

   The devious young Dan thought his raven haired aunt ‘ Vicky’ to be every bit as beautiful as his Mother,  and with the help of the spy cams hidden in his mother’s room he had now witnessed  just how beautiful, when his TV monitors had  shown Vicky stripping naked and parading her large breasts and stocking clad legs  before dressing herself in his Mother’s underwear. 

So There and then Dan decided he would provide a dvd  of Victoria Preston for Sean along with his ideas.  

Already he had copied the spare set of keys to Victoria’s house kept by his Mother. 

If Sean were to go along with him it would mean he Dan, would again be well rewarded, and if he wasn’t to be allowed to fuck his mother, then the reward he would demand from Sean would be complete access to his aunt Vicky on his own terms.

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 Meanwhile, Tony and Sean looked in as in the ‘playroom’  Joan had stepped very close to Catherine and the nail of her index finger began tracing a line along the waistband of Catherine’s tiny thong.

        “Your thong Catherine, is never removed by yourself, only your Masters or Mistress ever removes it.

        Catherine gasped audibly when Joan’s index finger began tracing a line around the small triangle of pink satin barely concealing Catherine’s mound,  causing little sparks of electricity to run through her body as she was touched for the first time by another woman. 

Although was as  nothing compared to the hammering of Catherine’s heartbeat when Joan’s index finger slid beneath the satin triangle to lightly scratch her pubic mound. 

At any other time Catherine would have feared for her health as her heartbeat went into overdrive when Joan’s fingertip slid between her soaking wet cunt lips.

  “Oh Yes Catherine, you certainly are ready for your training!”

        Joan nodded to Kevin who then moved across to the suspended ‘secretary’ and Catherine looked on in amazement as Kevin unclipped the hooks clipping her wrist cuffs to the bolts set into the carpet. 

Then he was pulling a padded leather bench under the woman’s body, simultaneously lifting her body while pulling the bench under her. 

This effort left the upper half of the ‘secretary’s’ body lying upon the bench,  and so engrossed was Catherine, she barely noticed the matching wrist cuffs Joan now attached to her own wrists while watching  Kevin stride across to the wall where, using a large winch, he lowered the spreader bar secured to her ankle cuffs until the secretary’s legs were about horizontal.

        Although now aware of Joan clipping the leather cuffs together behind her back, Catherine was too engrossed in watching Kevin unclip each of the woman’s ankle cuffs from the wide metal spreader bar,  before gently lowering each leg in turn until the Secretary was simply lying upon the padded leather bench.

        Although when Joan knelt before her and placed leather anklet’s on her legs, Catherine most certainly did worry a little.

But after completing her task and still kneeling before Catherine, Joan then eased aside the tiny triangle of satin covering Catherine’s mound, before sliding her tongue between Catherine’s very wet cunt lips to find her little button of pleasure.

 Where Catherine had previously found even the very thought of another woman doing such a thing to her to be totally repulsive, the actuality was the most erotic and incredible of sensations. 

As Joan flicked her knowing tongue over her throbbing bud,  it caused Catherine’s  entire body shudder in pure ecstasy, but all too soon it was over and Joan was once more standing before Catherine, leaving her shocked to the core when telling her. 

“You taste good Catherine, but that was just to give you an idea of what you will be shortly doing for your Mistress!” 

        After assisting the secretary to rise to her feet,  Kevin removed her ball gag before giving her a meaty slap on each buttock, sending the woman scuttling from the room.

It was then  Kevin, ball gag in hand, turned toward Catherine, who herself was dismayed to see Joan following the naked secretary from the playroom.

  Completely helpless after having her wrists cuffed behind her back, Catherine could do nothing to prevent Kevin from standing far too close behind her and placing the still wet ball gag between her own lips, before to Catherine’s alarm his hands dropped to her breasts and began tweaking her nipples.

   “Well, well, well, your nipples are getting hard and you thought you’d seen the last of me didn’t you, you snooty bitch” whispered Kevin, knowing he’d be unheard upstairs. 

Feeling his hot breath in Catherine’s ear caused her to shudder in wide eyed fear and abhorrence as once again Kevin whispered in her ear. 

“Well, Mrs. Snooty Knickers,  you’ve already had my cum juice on your hands but next time you’ll be swallowing  it from my cock in your mouth!”

         All Catherine could do was shake her head and mumble denials into her gag as Kevin, Still tweaking her nipples and watched now up,in the office by Joan along with the two men, then marched Catherine the short distance across the room to a slightly suspended large metal barred cage. 

After Producing a padlock key, Kevin then unlocked the hinged iron door, which in reality formed one complete side of a cage,  whose dimensions were around 3x3 feet and some 7 feet high.

 “This is where you go now, snooty knickers” Kevin told Catherine while none to gently pushing her inside. “And mind you place your feet onto the bars on the floor.”

Looking down while being guided into the cage, Catherine could see the ‘floor was in fact,  another series of bars and was careful to place her feet over them.

        Yet more  was to for follow for Catherine when Kevin unclipped her wrist cuffs and lifted  each of her arms before re-clipping the wrist cuffs to the metal rings welded near the top bars of her cage. 

An arrangement leaving  Catherine almost hanging on tiptoe inside the cage.

        Finally, the now kneeling Kevin,  pulling each of Catherine’s legs apart, clipped each anklet to corresponding rings set into the floor of the cage. 

The effect was to leave the already almost naked Catherine , completely vulnerable and  having to stand on her toes to ease the pressure on her arms.

        Not before making Catherine grimace in pain when biting her pubis, Kevin Stepped back and surveying his handiwork was delighted to see the look of pure alarm upon Catherine’s beautiful face. 

Although he had specifically been told not to, but aware his back was to the camera,  Andy shielding him , Kevin was unable to resist putting his hand into the cage and inside Catherine’s tiny thong, where his fingers slipped between the horrified woman’s cunt lips and began masturbating her.

        Venomously, almost spitting the words, Kevin told Catherine. 

“You say a fucking word  about our little game and I’ll come round to your house, beat the fucking shit out of you,  fuck your posh cunt and ass  and shoot my load into that posh mouth.....you understand me Mrs. Oh so posh fucking cunt lips!?”

        The terrified Catherine, grimacing against Kevin’s unwanted and painful invasion of her most intimate of areas, furiously nodded her head in agreement with him. 

She would not, she knew, even tell Sean. 

For Catherine had no desire whatsoever to get on the wrong side of this horrible spotty, dirty brute of a boy, and would be more than happy to remain silent, but 

not  realising that by her very silence, Catherine was merely leaving herself open to certain further abuses by the hideous Kevin. 

And Kevin also  held no fondness whatsoever for Sean, regarding him an upstart who had taken what Kevin saw to be his own rightful place in the hierarchy of the more underground side of Tony’s operations. 

Eventually Kevin withdrew his dirty fingers from within the terrified Catherine’s cunt. “You enjoyed that didn’t you Mrs. Oh so fucking posh Dixon, you love me fucking you with my fingers don’t you?”

Frightened to the extreme by Kevin and grunting into her gag, Catherine humiliatingly nodded her head vigorously in agreement with him.

 Seemingly satisfied, Kevin then strode across the room to an electrical control panel. There he stood, glaring longingly at the near naked mature beauty in the cage until the playroom door swung open.

 Astonishingly, Catherine realized she had met him only twice, and on each occasion had been abused by him, but when Sean strode through the door, after her abuse from Kevin, Catherine had never in her life been so pleased to see anybody! 

Her eyes pleading with her young Master, Catherine wanted nothing more than for him to hold her, reassure her and be with her. 

Then Behind Sean, Tony purposefully entered the playroom and Catherine’s eyes were drawn toward his large powerful, middle aged frame.

 Briefly Tony’s eyes met her own  before Catherine quickly lowered her gaze, partly in remembrance of Joan’s instruction,  but more because of her immediate feeling of deference toward this man, for She could almost feel the intimidation radiating from his cold grey eyes as he gazed toward her, before nodding briefly toward Kevin.

  By the switch panel Kevin pressed a couple of buttons, a motor began to whir and to Catherine’s amazement, the cage began to rise and the floor she was now looking at was left behind as her cage was Slowly lifted by a motorized cables. 

Up and up went Catherine until the metal cage, it’s floor now almost 5 feet above the carpet stopped just beneath a strong wooden beam.

        Shortly after a shudder of metal, rocking the cage from side to side, the cage was then moving again. This time sliding  sideways, along the beam to the very spot where the secretary had been suspended earlier and with a surreptitious gaze, Catherine could see Tony and Sean were standing looking at her, with Joan respectfully a few feet behind them.

        And as the cage continued it’s slow but inevitable journey, Catherine suddenly  realized she was actually being ‘delivered to them. 

She really was a ‘ Bird in a gilded cage’ if you will. At least she was an almost naked mature mother of two facing her inevitable journey of total capitulation toward both these men.

  Eventually the motor stopped whirring, the cage shuddered to a stop and with eyes averted, Mrs. Catherine Dixon, standing bound and gagged in her cage, waited in heart hammering I anticipation. 

She would soon discover just what her young Master, Sean and the man she would soon learn to call ‘Master Tony” intended  for her. 

Then Abruptly the motor whirred into life once again and the cage and it’s beautiful content we’re lowered until it’s base was again, only inches above the carpet. 

Catherine was well aware of  Master Tony’s scrutiny of her body and In fear  made sure her eyes were glued to her shoes as she finally heard the deep authoritarian voice of Tony.

“Well Sean, you’ve chosen well, she’s a real cracker, in great shape for her age, great breasts and perfect nipples, good legs too, has she been slave collared  yet?”

        Catherine could scarcely believe her ears, this man was talking about her as if she were a....oh God.....a owned Slave! 

“No Tony, not yet” replied Sean, “I thought you may wish to inspect her first.”

  Already looking down, Catherine watched in an almost detached fascination as Tony slipped a large hand between the bars of her cage, gripped her tiny pink thong and, seemingly without any effort, then ripped the triangle of satin from her body. 

With this motion Tony was, perhaps ceremonially, removing Catherine’s last vestige of modesty as his fingers then began stroking the soft blonde downy hair covering Catherine’s pubic mound,  leaving her emotions in tatters.

        So wrong, yet so good. So immoral, yet so exciting. So absolutely humiliating, yet so inevitably thrilling, were Catherine’s jumbled thoughts. 

        “Nice blonde cunt hair which means she naturally blonde, but it has to go Sean,  a true slave should be clean shaven. See to it Joan. .....Now What about marking her as your own Sean?”

“Oh God No”! However these were only thoughts, for Catherine  was by now, far to terrified to say a word, just as well given the warning Joan had given her about not speaking unless told to.

Now it was Sean’s hand sliding between the bars of Catherine’s cage, and just as she had on the previous occasions her pulse thumped even harder in her rib cage when his fingers gently stroked, pulled and squeezed both nipples.

“I thought one nipple ring to begin with Tony and then add another after she has been fully trained, maybe even a cunt ring it two if we feel she deserves one”

        Sean’s words struck her like a thunderbolt ‘nipple ring’ ‘cunt ring’ ! Oh my lord! He surely can’t be serious. Catherine wanted to tell Sean there was no way she would have her nipple or labia pierced, how on earth could she, 

She was a middle aged Mother for goodness sake, with a husband at home...well at least sometimes!, but Catherine dared not even raise her eyes to Sean or Tony, let alone attempt denial through her gag.

“What about the husband Sean, what will he say?” Asked  Tony.

 “ My slave can make noises about a mid life crisis, wanting to rebel, that sort of thing, perhaps She can tell him she’s searching for her youth again, but I intend limiting  his access to her, perhaps allow him to fuck her just now and again, never in her anus though Tony, that’s now mine alone”

“Oh my god, they are talking about me, what they will do with me...but not to me” realised the shocked mature beauty while realising in doing so, Sean and Tony were actually increasing her feelings of sexual arousal, especially with Sean laying sole claim to her Anus, before then thinking that as James had never shown any interest in taking her Anus then surely Sean...Master Sean would have realised it was his alone anyway? 

Here Tony smiled for the first time.

“Well, Sean she’s certainly found her youth,  but I bet she never expected it to be in your clutches at this point in her life! But It’s time I had a chat with her though, would you mind Sean, she is your property, but we have our agreement to consider.”

  “Please....Be my guest Tony” replied Sean with a beaming smile at  just what Tony intended saying to his Slave.

None the less although not for Tony, this was now make or break for him,  and stepping away from the conversation to join Joan, after placing hands behind his back, Sean crossed his fingers and hoped for the best.

        In fact Just about everything regarding the future of Mrs. Catherine Dixon had now  been agreed between Tony and Sean and so much of this was pure theatre laid on for her benefit,  and the shocked,  apprehensive, yet strangely energised Catherine,  who could hardly believe what she was hearing, took it all in of course.  

The piercing, her body, her future, all of it discussed by a total stranger and the young man she had now come  to regard as being her ‘owner’. 

And for the life of her, Catherine couldn’t understand why instead of anger she felt a certain pride and instead of humiliation and terror, her feelings were of sexual excitement and anticipation.

“Look at me Catherine and keep looking into my eyes!”

An apprehensive Catherine looked up at Tony, but was soon fighting an immediate impulse to look away from his cold grey eyes. 

Eyes that seemed to look right though hers and burn onto into her very soul.

 Tony then slid a hand between the bars again and Cupping Catherine’s chin in strong fingers,told her, 

“You really are very beautiful Catherine , for a woman your age your body is perfect in every way. Your Master has done well to find you Catherine and You are now his property”. 

“But While you are here you will be taught many things Catherine, some you will enjoy, others you may not, but you no longer have any say in your future, that is for your Master to decide, do you understand Catherine?”

        Catherine listened to Tony’s words in a daze of apprehension, once again she was being told she was now effectively ‘owned’ by Sean. 

But How could this really be, he was so young and she  a married woman more than twice his age. However, So mesmerized and subjugated was Catherine by Tony’s cold grey eyes, she would have agreed with anything Tony demanded of her, Such was the combination of fear and respect she felt for both Tony, and of course, her ‘owner’Sean. 

So when Tony released her  chin, Catherine simply nodded her head toward him, keeping her fearful eyes glued to his.

        “I’m pleased you are being a sensible and obedient girl Catherine” continued Tony, “but this is a huge step you are taking, not only with Master Sean but also with myself, Much will be expected of you Catherine, some of it you will enjoy beyond your wildest dreams, but some not so, and I should tell you that If you disobey, displease or defy your Master’s or your Mistress  at any time, no matter how huge or trivial your misdemeanour,  then I shall punish you myself Catherine, I shall  whip you until you beg for mercy, even Master Sean couldn’t save you from my anger, do you understood me Catherine?

Although terrified Catherine was somehow determined to meet his eyes and even though perplexed at some of Tony’s words, Catherine eventually  again nodded her understanding. 

Perhaps  only minutes ago, part of Catherine still thought of this as a very wicked but enjoyable game she herself could end at any time. However, on hearing Tony’s words Catherine now knew otherwise and that She was spiralling downward, in ever decreasing circles. 

Then once again Tony’s hand was inside her cage, only this time with fingers tracing a pattern along and in between Catherine’s wet cunt lips, creating a fire inside her she decided could only be extinguished if Tony stepped into to cage and fucked her, and it was if from afar Catherine heard him telling her.  

“So with that in mind I’m giving you a choice Catherine......that you either shake your head in denial, then get dressed  and  leave this place right now, this minute,  never return and you will never see Master Sean or any of us ever again”

 ....or Catherine, you drop  your head in submissive agreement you will do anything and everything asked of you, by whoever asks it of you Catherine, that although remaining at your home and with your family,  you will then begin a whole new secret but sexually stimulating and rewarding life as the property of Master Sean and servant to myself and Mistress Joan”

It was then Catherine realised just how far  She was spiralling into a web of depravity spun around her by Sean and Tony, but  it was A web Catherine had neither the will power, nor, in truth, desire to break free from.

For what was there to look forward to otherwise? A selfish boring sexually disinterested husband, a young son appearing weirder by the day,  whom perhaps Sean could steer away from her, the drudgery of housework and admittedly boring friends....that’s what. 

But as the fire from Tony’s fingers inside her continued to grow stronger, Catherine’s most overriding concern was of her only being fucked as soon as possible. The thought of loosing her wonderful handsome young Master and never again feel the pleasure of feeling him inside her pussy....and yes...her Anus was simply something Catherine couldn’t contemplate.....and there was also the incredible sensations of sexual arousal she’d experienced today, even if she were fearful of the brutish young Kevin.

No, she’d come this far and to turn back now would thought Catherine,  while naively forgetting Tony’s words she ‘do whatever asked of her by ‘whoever’ asked her’, and decided on balance,  that by walking away now,  she had far more to lose in terms of her own happiness and that she’d be allowed a ‘normal’ life outside of what was expected of her, which she hoped would include along with her Master, also seeing far more of Mistress Joan and of course Master Terry, much much more.  

So With a pounding heart and a wonderful sensation of near yet so far away fulfilment growing ever stronger, Catherine Dixon bowed her head in submission 

and joyously watched Tony’s strong fingers taking ownership of and toying with her pussy as  she surged toward a wonderful orgasm..........

Tony winked and smiled his satisfaction at the incredibly impressed and ecstatic Sean Brady, who despite  thinking perhaps Tony had  stolen some of his thunder

with  Catherine, but as Tony then turned toward Joan , Sean also understand he’d also been given a reminder of who was the boss around here.  

As for Joan,  even though having seen Tony in operation many times with younger  far more vulnerable women, she was also hugely impressed at the manner in which Tony had this time used his natural auto overpowering dominance upon this beautiful mature blonde financially stable housewife and mother.

“Shave her and then give her training in the art of giving a submissive head job,  She can experiment on yourself and Kevin, then begin her obedience training”

“When she’s ready she can have  one of the small gold nipple rings before bringing her to me when you think she’s ready Joan”

Both Joan and of course Kevin were more than happy to carry out Tony’s instructions , but In her cage, having listened to Tony’s words  with ever growing trepidation, Catherine was the dismayed to see both Sean and Tony abruptly turn and stride out of the playroom as the  spotty evil face of Kevin glared at her with a viciously cruel smile.................................

After Arriving home to see his mother’s car parked on the driveway, Dan  slipped into the house and  removing his shoes, made his way noiselessly upstairs to his room, where he quickly set about switching on his TV monitors.

        There in her bedroom,  his mother Catherine,  having already stripped from her blouse and bra,  was removing her black skirt and soon minus her shredded thong, then stood almost naked before the  mirror before bringing one hand up to her right breast. 

Through  the monitor, with his cock yet again rock hard,  Dan looked on in fascination when his Mother then toyed with the small gold nipple ring that had earlier been slid into her freshly pierced nipple, before then sliding her hand down her lovely body to the stroke her freshly shave mound as Dan recalled the earlier events in the playroom of the co called Bookshop owned Tony Weston...............

 From his position in the viewing booth, through its two way mirror  Dan had watched breathlessly as Kevin’s   hands explored   just every part of his Mother’s body before eventually releasing  a now terrified looking  Catherine,  from the cage before Joan  directed Kevin to attach Catherine, still wearing the  leather cuffs , by those cuffs to a waist high leather padded  trolley. 

One end of the trolley was hinged up at a 45 degree angle and was propping up Catherine’s head and shoulders, thus allowing her to clearly view what to come next before Kevin then lowered a wide metal spreader bar before Clipping Catherine’s anklet’s to its ends. 

Then under Joans direction, the spreader bar was raised via a winch until Catherine’s legs were held, spread wide apart, just above her horizontal body on the trolley.  

Under the gaze of the leering Kevin, Joan began washing and foaming Catherine’s naked pubis, the height of Catherine’s suspended legs, allowing her to soap and foam the area under, around and even inside the hugely embarrassed Catherine’s anus. 

        From his viewpoint, the fascinated Dan looked on as his Mother’s pubis was then carefully shaved by Joan. 

He noted with amusement every change of expression upon his Mother’s face and could clearly see not only her obvious embarrassment at another woman touching her most intimate of areas,  but also his Mother’s expression of  pleasure when using a safety razor,  Joan combined her shaving skills with delicate explorations of both Catherine’s orifices. 

Eventually Joan completed her task and after drying Catherine’s pubic area and anus with soft fluffy towels, she began stroking Catherine’s  now baby smooth pubic mound and much to Catherine’s consternation,  allowing the more than willing Kevin to do the same before finally rubbing a soothing cream into the shaven area.

        Then after having been cuffed and caged once more,  Joan’s next step was to show a surprised and curiously  jealous and strangely resentful Catherine a film of herself sucking and working upon Sean’s rampant cock. 

On the DVD Joan was using all her undoubted skills when sucking, licking and lightly biting every part of Sean’s huge  cock, balls, thighs and of course his anus. 

“Watch carefully and learn  Catherine. You must always  follow to the letter everything I am doing,  only you so it to Kevin.”

“ If I think you haven’t learned remembered every trick you see me performing on Sean, you will do it over and over again with Kevin’s cock and anus!”

        Catherine was of course aghast, appalled at the thought of sucking the horrible brute’s cock at, but  in fear of having to repeat her odious task, she vowed she would remember all that Joan told her and all her actions on the film.

        Unfortunately for Dan his view did not reach the DVD screen and was unable to see Joan in action on Sean,  but after a frustratingly long wait he eventual saw Joan remove his Mother’s gag and saw her then  crawling  on hands and knees to where Kevin, smiling evilly, now stood, before submissively looking up into his eyes as instructed and where  Catherine then Kevin him if she may be allowed to suck his cock.

        Kevin of course was only too delighted to allow Catherine to do so, but Kevin was a Street boy and instantly recognized the fear in Catherine’s eyes. 

As soon as Catherines soft lips took his throbbing cock, only too aware Sean wouldn’t be allowing him anywhere near the the gorgeous Mrs. Dixon again, Kevin decided  this would certainly not be the last time this posh bitch sucked him off. 

In fact the next time he saw her he fully intended to take his leather belt to Mrs. Oh so posh Catherine Dixon and beat her until she begged him to fuck her in the ass...for the fear in her eyes was telling him Catherine would be far to frightened to tell a soul after he’d done so.

So once again Dan was watching his own Mother sucking the cock of another boy not much older than himself and his frustration only grew stronger when Catherine, mindful of Joan’s implied threat, remembered to replicate every act of Joan’s performance upon Sean, even to the extent of pushing her tongue deep into his not particularly clean anus. 

Despite the fact that she was nauseated by the taste and smell of Kevin’s hole Catherine managed to keep her tongue in there, as Joan had demanded, for a good two minutes, thinking all the while she must surely be  about to vomit all over him.

        Mercifully though for Catherine, Kevin was far too excited by this attention to last too long  And pulling on his own cock Dan could only look on in increasing frustration when after Catherine had drawn back a couple inches from his jerking pulsating cock,  Kevin then emptied his balls into his Mother’s wide open mouth before plunging his deflating penis deep in Catherine’s mouth, leaving her gagging and almost vomiting.

Finally, when he was spent, Catherine took him into her mouth once again, sucking him clean before pulling back and pushing back the foreskin of Kevin’s deflating cock before  licking all over its  purple head until no trace of his juices remained. 

As she did this Dan came himself, spurting hot come juices into his Mother’s ever present tiny red thong.

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        Mercifully for Catherine,  Joan was satisfied with her performance upon Kevin and much to the youth’s disgust,  was even telling her she could rest assured that her Master’s anus tasted far better than Kevin’s.

However, recalling his earlier decision when the bitch had taken his cock in her mouth,  Kevin simply smiled evilly and looked across to Catherine, who upon seeing Kevin’s eyes, felt a cold chill run through her, as if his eyes conveyed to the fearful Catherine those very same thoughts.

        Upstairs though Dan was completely unaware of this byplay and was soon watching his Mother’s wrist and ankle cuffs strapped by Kevin onto an X shaped wooden frame bondage cross. 

The effect was to leave Dan’s Mother naked and vulnerable to whatever Joan had in mind and this was not long coming, for having taken from a hook on the wall, a leather ‘cat o’ nine tails’ Joan then showed it to the gagged Catherine, asking her if she had ever been whipped by one.

        Catherine shook her head furiously, not she had not, and if she were able would tell Joan,  she had no desire to whipped by one now...until of course she remembered Tony’s words to her about  ‘obedience training’ .

In fact, in the hands of a woman, who knows just where it hurts most, the ‘Cat’ can be a most fearsome weapon. 

Conversely a woman would also know just where it can excite and inflame another’s  desire.  

So Catherine was then treated by Joan to a mixture of both pain and excitement. 

when With alternate light and then heavy strokes of the Cat upon her body Joan worked her over like the expert she was and Catherine  was soon alternatively grimacing and sighing as her thighs, breasts, stomach and pubic area all received Joan’s attention. 

Finally Joan was slowly and softly alternating between Catherine’s nipples and cunt lips, almost caressing each area with the soft leather tails.

Dan looked on in amazement as his Mother, throwing back her head, began sighing and gasping at the sheer pleasure Joan was creating within her. 

Then finally, after judging the time was just right, Joan administered the  “coupe de grace” by casting the whip aside and inserting four of her small fingers deep inside Catherine’s wet and welcoming cunt. 

Then Joan was pulling the gag from Catherine’s mouth and placing her lips onto hers. Catherine’s response was immediate, not only did she respond by pushing her tongue deep into Joan’s mouth, but was soon also shuddering in ecstasy toward the huge climax Joan’s knowing fingers were creating inside her cunt and 

Shortly Catherine was for the first time experiencing another woman bringing her to orgasm as she thrashed about as best she could on the bondage cross.

        When it was over Joan was whispering into Catherine’s ear. 

“Now show your obedience toward you mistress, show me what you have learned today Catherine” before stepping away from the bondage cross, then removing her own dress, leaving her naked aside for a black leather garter belt and matching stockings. then Joan  nodded toward Kevin for him to release Catherine.

Kevin was always delighted to see the  ‘real’Joan, for beneath those drab cloths,  She had a great body  and he would have gladly fucked both women there and then,  but Kevin knew full well that Joan was Tony’s personal property.

For Having been informed by Tony when taken on that if he were to as much touch Joan without his permission,  then Tony would give Kevin the hiding of a lifetime. 

And having seen the powerful Tony doing just that when giving another lad a beating Simply for leaning on his prized Mercedes,  Kevin had no wish to experience it himself and so, after on Joans instructions releasing Catherine from the bondage cross, he then strolled out of the playroom and closed door behind him.

        Now stood  with her back to the wooden cross, Catherine gazed in awe at Joan, stunned at how the seemingly mousy looking woman in the bookshop had transformed into a stunning near naked near middle aged beauty,  standing expectantly with hands on hip staring at her. 

To Catherine Dixon, at that moment Joan was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen,  with her slim stocking clad legs leading up to strong but slim thighs, flat stomach and firm medium size breasts with huge nipples. 

Even more stunning to Catherine was the sight of a gold ring on each of those large nipples whilst the legend,  ‘Tony’s slave’ had been tattooed on Joans  hair free pubic mound. 

Suddenly and. despite Sean’s ownership of her, Catharine felt a bizarre sense of envy toward Joan and of her position as Tony’s own slave and with her son Dan watching intently through the monitors, Catherine immediately sunk to her knees and crawled across the floor until she knelt directly before Joan.

        Staring in awe at the woman who had just given her so much pleasure, Catherine somehow  found just the right thing to say. 

“Please Mistress, may this trainee slave be allowed to worship your body?” 

Thrilled with her new attitude  and pleased that her Master Tony would be happy with herself,  Joan gently stroked Catherine’s blonde tresses and told her that indeed she may indeed do so.

        For Catherine, who then placed both hands behind Joan and onto the back of her thighs, this entirely new experience really was a challenge. 

Should she perform in the same way as she had with the vile Kevin, albeit with a different target? 

Would Joan be angry if she probed her tongue inside her anus? 

Eventually Catherine decided to follow her instincts and pulling herself forward via Joan’s thighs, then  began to lovingly caress Joan’s inner thighs with her tongue a in slow circular motion before,  frustratingly for her now very excited Mistress,  Slowly moving upward until teasing the very edge of Joan’s cunt lips. 

Catherine then began the whole process over again until eventually her hot probing tongue slid between her gasping Mistresses now very wet cunt lips.

        Agonisingly for Joan, the tongue was then gone and Catherine was easing and twisting her body until she was beneath  Joan’s parted legs and  facing her Mistress’s buttocks,  before her hands were spreading ass bum cheeks apart. 

In fact Catherine  thought she was in seventh heaven as her tongue then probed the entrance of her  Mistress’s anus, for Unlike Kevin’s, Joans little puckered hole tasted so good and as whole new world of pleasure opened up before her, Catherine took full advantage by probing and pressing her greedy tongue deep into her Mistress’s receptive anus whilst still managing to hold her buttocks apart, also fingering Joan’s throbbing cunt lips.

        “Leave it there,” gasped Joan, who with Catherine’s tongue probing deeper into her anus than she herself had ever experienced before, was by now in the throes of a real anal orgasm. Catherine was, she decided, a real find , the perfect keeper and looked forward to much more of this! 

        What Dan was unable to witness,  was his naked Mother later being led out of the playroom by Joan and then  downstairs to Tony’s large office, occupied now only by Sean sat comfortably in a large leather lounge chair.

After having been led inside the office by her collar and lead and upon seeing Sean for only the second time that day, Catherine was not only excited but looking around Tony’s office with its huge inlaid desk, she was also extremely perplexed. 

For everything appeared so familiar, the desk, the surrounding, Sean, John......only Tony appeared to be missing as a puzzled Catherine  instinctively recalled kneeling upon that very desk, obeying her Masters and Mistress, dressed only in erotic lingerie......only then did she recall the exciting sex driven fantasy dream she’d experienced after weeks ago Sean had described just what he’d envisaged for her! .

However, After the thrill of worshiping Mistress Joan and the complete degradation of having to service the dreadful Kevin,  Catherine now wanted nothing more than to throw herself into the arms of the young man she now willingly regarded to be her Master and owner.

Just in time though, Catherine remembered the training she had been given by Joan earlier. 

So Lowering herself until kneeling upon spread knees, Catherine then placed her hands behind her head before casting her eyes downward.  

        Sean was quietly ecstatic, Catherine Dixon really was the ‘natural’ Tony  had claimed  she was after watching the DVD of the first ‘sessions with Sean.

        “Your slave awaits you Master Sean” said Joan, still holding Catherine by her collar and leash.

 “Come and sit on my lap, Catherine “ said Sean.

  Only too happy with the idea, Catherine crawled across toward her Master. 

Then lifting her easily in his strong young arms, placed Catherine’s bottom upon one knee and began toying with her still rock hard nipples with fingers of one hand. At the same time he was showing Catherine the delicate little Gold nipple ring he had chosen for her with the other.

“This is to symbolize my ownership of you Catherine”

 ‘Oh my god! ‘ fortunately this was only her thoughts, for with her pulse quickening, Catherine had totally forgotten the earlier conversation between Tony and Sean about her ‘ nipple ring’  but having now seen  the very item Sean intended to have placed in her nipple, her earlier feelings of how unfeasible this would be for her came flooding back. 

Turning her head toward Sean, Catherine was unable to prevent herself from blurting out. , “But...Master, it...oh dear, how could I possibly have that done to me?”

        Just then the office door was opening and through it strode a tall well built man carrying what seemed to be doctors Gladstone bag. 

A man, who’s most distinguishing feature, was the abundance of rings on his nose, ears and lips. 

Then staring  open mouthed at the newcomer, Catherine was aware of Sean telling her.

        “This gentleman Catherine, is the  ‘Ringmaster’ He is  to pierce your nipple and insert your new ring, how and if you display it to your family is your own problem.....so I suggest you concentrate upon how you will do so” added Sean to the incredulous Catherine.

 So much had happened to Catherine in the last few weeks, even more so in the last few hours, but now she faced  perhaps her hardest decision yet. 

She could, she knew, gather up her clothes, if she could find then, and walk out of this office. She also knew that it would probably be for the first and last time. 

Sean, her Master, her owner, would not, Catherine thought, attempt to stop her and  of huge concern  was she may either lose her adored  young Master altogether while also being punished forcefully by Master Tony , just as he’d warned her and maybe even by the horrible young brute Kevin until she accepted the inevitable.

 “Will it hurt Master?” was Catherine’s eventual response, feeling the somehow comforting warmth of Seans growing beneath her naked bottom.

  “No Catherine, besides, I have a way of helping you over it “ Sean replied as he then lifted Catherine from his knee and, to her surprise and huge pleasure, gently lowered the mature blonde beauty onto the huge erect cock he had just removed from his trousers and Catherine was soon sighing in pleasure as Sean’s massive cock buried  itself deeper and deeper inside her until it seemed to devour her completely.

        Gone were the indignities suffered at the hands and cock, of Kevin and Catherine was now content just to sit there with her Master’s cock deep within her and to watch the  Ringmaster’s fingers take her right nipple and gently coax it to erection. 

Not at all a difficult task considering the position Catherine was already in as Sean’s cock which seemed to be growing ever larger within her. 

Then the Ringmaster was spraying Catherine’s nipple with a local anaesthetic and afterward pinching Catherine’s nipple, asking her if she could feel any pain.

        When a relieved Catherine, fighting a growing orgasm, replied she could not, she then looked on, almost in detachment, as holding a cork against her nipple with one hand, the Ringmaster slowly pushed a large needle taken from a sterile packing, painlessly through Catherine large erect  nipple until it slid into the cork.

        There, in the attentive Catherine’s nipple, the needle remained while the Ringmaster took the little gold ball from Sean’s selected ring before dipping both ring and ball into a sterile solution. 

This for Catherine was a surreal, almost out of body experience. 

A never imagined or dreamed of scenario of being gently fucked by her Master’s enormous cock while watching a complete stranger piercing her nipple and suddenly Catherine was  realising  just what she’d be missing for so many years. 

Then withdrawing the large needle he had inserted into Catherine’s nipples, Almost immediately the Ringmaster was  skilfully inserting of the small gold ring into the tiny hole he’d made  in her nipple. And With amazing dexterity for such a large man, the  Ringmaster then clipped the tiny gold ball back onto the ring to complete its circle of gold. 

Then after dabbing Catherine’s newly pierced, slightly blooded nipple with a swab the Ringmaster this time applied an antiseptic spray to the enthralled Catherine’s nipple.

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        Now sitting at home before her bedroom mirror while Dan continued his spy cam monitoring of her,  Catherine held her right breast and closely examined it’s new adornment. 

The tiny gold ring, she decided, really did suit her large nipple and despite the slight soreness she now felt,  it seemed so ‘right’ to have her Master’s mark of ownership upon her in this way.

        Catherine could feel the shiver of pleasure running 

 through when recalling how her Master had exploded inside her,  just minutes after the Ringmaster had completed his task and  continued to be amazed at how she had felt and acted so wantonly sexual in the office, not feeling the slightest embarrassment when with both the Ringmaster and Joan looking on, she had cried out in ecstasy when  Sean had bounced her up and down upon his enormous erection.

The  only downside for Catherine was the Ringmaster telling her not only that she must spray her nipple three times daily with the antiseptic and to sleep wearing a bra to give her nipple ring time to adjust to her nipple,  but aside from moving the ring around her nipple,  ‘playing’ as he had put it, must be curtailed for at least two  weeks. 

It would prove be a very long and frustrating two weeks for the so recently  sexual energised Catherine Dixon, but two weeks Sean Brady intended to put to very good use indeed, not least and top of his  list being his planning and preparation for ‘Exercise Victoria Preston’ as he’d named it. 

Two weeks , during which, after the urging and pleading of Catherine’s son Dan, Sean would  use his help in undertaking the degradation, humiliation and eventual sexual capitulation of Catherine’s equally beautiful and utterly sister Victoria, the glorious raven haired and large breasted beauty,  who at that moment would be going about her business,  blissfully oblivious  as to her own fate. 

                       End of Part Three. comment always welcome.

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