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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

with your arms taped behind you and these high heels on your feet. We can’t get them off with those locks. You

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 forced herself to remain calm and

in the lodge was suffering. In the upstairs bedroom shared by the staff, Susan was awaiting the return of her husband and hating

But he was a stern man and quite resolved in his belief that they must obey the Master at all times. This

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

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

she was not gagged, he once again looked at the old scars covering 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

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

and pleaded for him not to torture them so. Susan did not. He attached the other clip

As she swayed slowly over the bed, she was moaning. That was the only sound

feed the slaves and prepare them for the Master. He knew it would be a couple hours before 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 also make her more excited. He loved the fucks right after he punished Susan. She was such a wildcat

became more certain that they were being watched and this was a trap. In fact, no one was watching them. Both the Master and Angus were very experienced and shrewd slave-owners and keepers. They knew exactly would be going through the slave’s minds. They

new girls were

place as he expected, and

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