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Chapter 24: Their Master’s Pleasure

Chapter 24: Their Master’s Pleasure

“Kneel down, lassies,” Angus ordered them. He even went so far as to help Darlene down, because with the plush carpet and those heels, she probably could not have performed the act herself. Darlene thanked him. Melinda scowled and said nothing when he took her arm to help her down.

As soon as they were both kneeling and facing the fire, he told them sternly, “Stay like this. Do not stand up. Do not move. If either of you do, you’ll get another whippin’. Yes, right on top the one from this morning. It would not feel good, I’m thinkin’.”

Then he left them.

Almost immediately, Melinda turned her head and looked around. They were alone in that room. The door had been closed by Angus when he left. She had been sitting on her heels but rose up as far as she could and still be on her knees.

“There’s no one around,” she told Darlene in a whisper. “Maybe we could…”

“I don’t think so,” Darlene cautioned. “This seems to me to be a trap. Maybe they want us to try and then they’ll have another reason to punish us.”

“Shit! They’ll punish us anyway. They don’t need a reason. Remember what Reggie said? ‘You are my property. I can do anything I want to you.’ I think he really means it.”

For a minute, neither of them spoke. “Maybe our ‘Master’ was supposed to come in immediately,” Melinda said. “Maybe he has been delayed. Maybe we’re not supposed to be left alone for more than a minute. And it’s been longer than that now.”

“And maybe this room is bugged. They might be listening to us. Maybe even watching us,” Darlene said.

We have

looked around again. Still no one showed. Melinda gave every appearance of being on the verge of rising to

arms taped behind you and these high

Darlene was right. It was probably a trap, and if not, it would still be a stupid move. She could see through the windows that it was dark outside and some rain was falling against the glass. How far could she get in the dark and rain and secured in the condition she was? She

awaiting their fate, someone else in the lodge was suffering. In the upstairs bedroom shared by the staff, Susan was awaiting the return of her husband and hating every minute that he stayed

quite resolved in his belief that they must obey the Master at all times. This included reining in Susan when she could not control her inner sadistic tendencies.

and legs. That he passed through a large hook set solidly into the ceiling directly over the bed. When he pulled on the rope, her wrists and ankles came closer together behind her, first into a hogtie and then, as he pulled more, into a suspended hogtie. Her hands were pressed hard against her ankles. Her body was arched backwards as all her weight was taken by the ropes. It was a most uncomfortable position for any woman to be tied into. After a

not enough. Angus was very well acquainted with Susan’s moods and knew that he had to prevent her from exercising too much freedom in the punishment of these two new girls. It was important that he make this clear to her. And the best way, as he well knew from experience, was to hurt her. He would punish her the same as any girl that happened into the Harcourt Lodge. When she had suffered enough, he would let her down, take her into his arms and comfort her. Then

her ass. Long before he had met her, a man had scored that tender young ass cruelly, the belt buckle he used tearing the flesh and leaving scars that would never fade away. That was part of the reason he never, ever, punished her by whipping her ass. Since there were two good looking women under their control now, he felt that something stronger was needed to deter her from going overboard in the punishment of them. So he took a pair of alligator clips from the dresser and knelt on the bed besides his hanging wife. The clips were the kind used for electrical work. Small, but with a strong spring and two jaws like

and gasped. But as the jaws opened and encircled her left nipple, she said nothing. She did, however, cry out when the jaws closed in on her tender bud. She could feel the sharp pain where those teeth dug into her flesh. She knew that the pain would not go away, and when they were taken off there would be tiny puncture marks and even a drop of blood

women might have begged and pleaded for him not to torture them so. Susan did not. He attached the other clip and listened to her suppressed cry. Then he leaned over

As she swayed slowly over the bed, she was moaning.

he returned to his bedroom. Susan would be crying. But she would also be a very submissive woman when he untied her and took her into his arms. He might leave the clips on her nipples while he made love to her. His chest pressing against hers would hurt her but

and this was a trap. In fact, no one was watching them. Both the Master and Angus were

new girls were

in place as he expected, and made a

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