The Boss's Pet:Their Submissive Switch(20)

 

A coyote howled in the distance and she shivered to think what could be  out here in the pitch-black night. Sondra could only see the silhouette  of more hills.

Her leash jerked her collar as the guard led her behind and into her  station. No wall blocked the back entrance, leaving it completely open.  Although darkness surrounded her, she could make out a side table with  instruments and a chair that sat up on a small platform with more  restraints to hold her down. Fear took hold as she saw the v-cut of the  seat which would leave her fully exposed while she sat there with her  knees spread.

Could her heart race any faster?

The guard disconnected the leash from her collar. "Get up there and sit down."

Sondra didn't hesitate at the sound of his gruff deep voice; she climbed  up the two steps and sat in the seat. Without question, she placed her  arms so he could secure her wrists. Sensing the seat wasn't quite right  she moved her ass a bit but the back of the chair slanted so she  couldn't sit up straight.

She'd missed seeing the knee cuffs until he jerked both legs wide to buckle those then moved to her ankles.

"Can't be having you kick any of our Doms, now can we?" He cuffed her  ankles to the chair legs. Slowly, his hands lightly moved up her legs to  her inner thighs and higher, toying with her garters. Rough fingers  slipped inside her thong, easily slid between her lips and she slammed  her head back against the chair in frustration. He laughed as he  withdrew and smelled her on his fingers, sniffing to be sure she heard  him.

Sondra cringed.

Holding his fingers to her nose, he made her smell herself then he  sucked her juices from his fingers. "No woman tastes the same..."

Moving around behind her, she listened for what he might do next.

Chains!

Before she knew it, her collar tugged up beneath her chin and jerked her  head back and the hooks were roughly connected to the D-rings.

A strap buckled around her waist.

Her lungs burned as fear took hold.

Footsteps faded away and she heard nothing but moans of other  submissives as they were tormented. How long would she have to wait out  here in the dark? Alone?

The chair leaned her back at a ninety degree angle and if someone moved  her chair to the ground, the back of her chair could easily be above the  platform. She envisioned a Dom standing above her on the platform,  dangling himself as he forced her to service him. Closing her eyes  wasn't an option, which only presented more images!

She listened for any sound of approaching footsteps as she squinted to see into the open dark hills across from her.

She waited for her own torment to begin...







Using his flashlight, Nick made his way to the seating area in the  amphitheater after making sure Sondra arrived safely to her  station...number four. He'd watched from a distance, not wanting to  interfere with the setup and made a mental note of her guard.

Rico slid down the bench where Nick sat among the other Masters around  the stage, glad the sun had set and somewhat cooler temps blew through  the dark hills.

Master Omar and Krystal waited in the small spotlight for a few others  to join them before he began. "Gentlemen, again, thank you for joining  us this week. The sub stations have been set up according to pain ranges  with each of them in a different position. Stations one through four is  light bondage and in five through eight you can get a bit more intense,  per their written contracts that we've seen and approved.

"We do have a few rules before you begin. No more than two Doms are  permitted inside a station at a time. Should you remove an item from a  submissive, it's to be replaced before you leave. After each session,  and before moving on to the next, the guard will check that submissive  for tool replacement and for damage such as bruises, cuts, massive  welts, etc. Should he find any of those types of injuries, you will be  charged a $10,000 fine which I expect to be paid by 10 am tomorrow.  We're not here to hurt anyone. You already know I don't run that type of  a program. Sensual pleasure, mixed with sensory deprivation and  acceptable pain are what we're about.

"Each station is numbered on the front wall and is walled on three sides  with the entrance at the back. Each one is supplied with condoms,  lubricant, and other toys to be used with condoms. That should go  unspoken but a reminder is in order. The subs have no idea what's coming  their way so let's head out to test our abilities to tease and torment.  Enjoy, gentlemen."



Nick led the way and Rico followed. He wanted to talk with the guard  outside Sondra's station to be sure she was safe before they made their  rounds. Too many things could happen out here in the dark and should she  be attacked, he'd have to kill someone.         

     



 

All guards stood close enough to each station entrance to watch for  danger and Nick motioned to her guard to come forward. He leaned close  to the guard, not wanting Sondra to hear him. "There are more guards out  in the hills back there, correct, making sure nothing or no one gets  close to the women?"

"Yes, Sir. There are about twenty-five of us out here. The women have no  idea the men are in the hills guarding from a distance. They all think  we tied them up as bait for the coyotes."

Nick smiled. "A great fear factor. Thank you."

The guard returned to his post just beyond the back entrance.

Nick looked around as the other Doms filtered out among the stations and  distant cries could be heard from the other end at Station Six and  Seven.

Rico nudged his arm. "I think Katherine is hoping you stop by. She loves  you tormenting her. Or maybe it's that she loves servicing you."

"I think you have some getting even to do with Sondra after yesterday."

"That sounds like a plan...I love revenge. Check in with you later."  Rico headed toward Sondra's station so Nick could relax. She'd be safe  with him.

Curiosity made him wonder what position Katherine would be in. According  to Master Omar, they were all positioned different but all had the egg  vibrators and anal plugs...to be replaced if they got removed.





Sondra's lungs froze and she bit into the ball gag. The ache in her jaws almost distracted her from the noise.

Something rustled in the brush beyond the entrance. Frantic, she tugged  on her wrists, only to find they were tight enough that she couldn't  slip out of them. Anything could be roaming out there...or anyone. She'd  have no way to fight off a stray animal should they be curious.

How could they do this to all the submissives?

Her knees or ankles wouldn't budge either.

Then gravel crunched just outside the entrance to her station. Sondra  listened. Men whispered outside her entrance but she couldn't make out  what they said or how many there were. The agonizing wait made her seep  onto her thong.

How could that be? Did all this truly excite her and she wasn't aware of that aspect?

The annoying buzz in her ass hit nerves she needed to be careful with.  When it bump against the internal vibrations, her body reacted in ways  she didn't need right now.

A man cleared his throat.

Sondra waited. She couldn't flex her fingers, that would show weakness  or fear, so she sat as still as she could. If she only had a flashlight,  she could see who it was.

"I'll not blindfold you if you shut your eyes and keep them closed."

She closed her eyes and nodded but that just made her imagination more vivid.

"As much as I love the look of the ball gag, I have other uses for your  mouth." The gag released and the ball was pulled away; she couldn't help  moving her jaw to relieve the cramp.

"I don't want to hear a sound from you unless it's your safeword. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Master."

Instruments moved on the shelf, a vibrator buzzed then stopped. Wrappers crinkled and yet she waited.

The strips of a flogger caressed one inner thigh then teased the other  as it closed in on her crotch. It struck directly on her crotch and she  flinched. Pain heated her thigh, then the other as continuous strikes  hit, each one nearly hitting her pussy.

Flexing her fingers helped distract her.

She waited, hating it.

She flinched when it finally struck her pussy, more from surprise than pain.

A hand covered her mons as a thumb rubbed lower over her pussy and  stopping at the anal plug. He pressed it and she couldn't help but move  with it. Having her body betray her happened too often lately but it  felt so good when the warm fluids wet her lips.

The man's fingers moved along the top of the thong and over to the side.  He undid the snap and her thong opened. He undid the other side and  pulled it completely off as she took a deep breath. Fingers spread her  lips and another touched her clit before it moved lower, stopping at the  plug.

It twisted as it vibrated.

The vee-cut of the seat didn't support her much but gave him full access  to her body. Again the plug twisted and he tugged on it, making her  whimper, so he pulled again. Now the widest part stretched her and the  pain started while his fingers teased her lips, sliding inside to wiggle  the other vibrator.