Sylvia and Jane Meet Mistress

"I have a treat for you Jane. We're going out tonight."

I would have answered if not for the fact that I was tightly bound and Mistress Sylvia's panties were sealed in my mouth with microfoam tape. In the time since I had been kidnapped and sold into Sylvia's service I had become a more than willing servant. My appearance had changed to the point that we left Sylvia's compound more and more. The chances that I would be recognized were virtually nil. Particularly on the other side of the country.

"A very well known fetish author, the famous Mistress, is giving a talk and I have gotten us tickets. I'll have Bonnie untie you. When she does, get dressed in your black leather slacks and a white blouse. Your heels of course and take extra care with your hair and makeup. I want you to make a good impression."

Sylvia left to start getting ready herself, leaving me tied to the chair with a softening clit. A few minutes before it was anything but soft as she lowered her divine pussy onto it and had her way with me.

It still felt special every time. I had a chance to reflect on how it started as I waited to be released. I was kidnapped when I went out of my fetish club for a cigarette. I had been originally held for ransom, waiting for my wife to pay the ransom. She was not enthusiastic regarding my crossdressing to say the least. She eventually did pay and my kidnappers took the money. I was not released however but rather sold to my current owner, Mistress Sylvia.

I took to my new life enthusiastically and now we were inseparable. I couldn't imagine going back to my old existence. I described those and subsequent events in my stories, 'Smoking is bad for you'.

Bonnie, one of Sylvia's loyal employees, untied me after putting my cage on and locking it in place. She commented on how thoroughly bound I was. Sylvia was indeed very good with the ropes. I had never escaped her bondage.

I dressed as my Mistress commanded. In addition to the tapered black pants and blouse I had a stylish waist cincher in place. My four inch Italian leather spike heels were locked in place as usual with discreet small padlocks. A subtle hint as to our proclivities. I took extra time with my hair and makeup. Nothing over the top but clearly suited to a special evening out. I had painted both sets of nails earlier that day. I fastened a string of pearls in place then clipped diamond encrusted earrings into my pierced ears. Stylish bangles and rings for both wrists and hands and I was ready. Sylvia insisted that my clothes and accessories were the best that money can buy. And money is something Sylvia has plenty of.

I should mention that while I have been given permission to call her Sylvia, I never do. She is and always will be Mistress to me. I call her Sylvia in this narrative since the famous author we were going to see is never referred to as anything but 'Mistress'.

I turned this way and that in front of the mirror as I smoked a cigarette. I wanted to be sure I looked perfect for our evening out. Sylvia playfully popped my butt as I preened.

"You look good enough to eat Janey and if we were staying in tonight I might just do that. Let's go. Bonnie is bringing the car around and I do look forward to meeting the famous Mistress. Getting these tickets wasn't easy. It's a very intimate function with a reception afterward."

Bonnie pulled the Bentley to the front of the house and we were off. She dropped us off at a very high class local fetish oriented club that had been reserved to the function.

"Thank you Bonnie dear. I'll call when we are ready to go back. Jane, stand up straight. No slouching and your best runway walk."

We took our seats among the small group present. Sylvia greeted some of our likeminded friends who had also been lucky enough to attend. The low murmur of conversation ended when Mistress took the floor. I had seen her picture before but was struck immediately by her commanding presence. She was dressed in a black leather skirt and light blue silk blouse over seamed stockings and heels. Hair and makeup were perfect.

She launched into a discussion of several fetishes, primarily femdom related. She touched on bondage, pegging, crossdressing and even mentioned a kidnap fantasy fetish. Sylvia's hand discreetly found it's way to my clit as she did. Truly a fetish/fantasy that is near and dear to both of us. Mistress is a dynamic and captivating speaker. We were both enthralled.

At the close of her talk, there were various snacks and delicious wine as she mingled with the small group of fetishists. Rather than wait our turn to meet her right away, Sylvia and I walked outside for a cigarette. Shortly, the door opened and Mistress walked out.

"Such a great group of people but I really needed a cigarette."

I offered my pack and lit her Marlboro. We chatted as we smoked and I thought again how it all started when I went outside my club for a fateful cigarette.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Such a stylish look. I love the locked shoes. I've got an eye for crossdressers and you could easily pass. I assume you had surgery for your Adam's apple and voice."

Indeed I had.

"My secretary Darla hasn't wanted to go that far yet but we've talked about it. She's still addicted to her sports. She gets by with shaving her body, saying it's for her swimming. Tennis would be a bit harder to explain if she showed up in a skirt but I admit to being tempted. I think you both would really like her. She's very tall, 6 feet 7 inches in her heels. Truly striking. I'd love to talk with you more some time. It's great that you've gone so all in. I'd better get back inside to the rest of the group."

"Mistress, Jane and I would love it if you'd come to the house. I know you have another function tomorrow night but I can send a car for you tomorrow. We could talk more then over lunch. It will be a very relaxing day."

"That actually sounds wonderful. Perhaps Jane would like to play some too. She has such an intriguing look. I would love it if she wanted to. Just so you know, Darla and I have an open relationship so it would all be on the up and up. We love each other dearly but monogamy just isn't in the cards for either of us. In fact, she's probably playing with her Stewardess friend Sue right now."

"We've always been exclusive Mistress so we'll need to talk about play. Either way we'll have a relaxing lunch and chat. Perhaps more."

"I understand completely. I look forward to tomorrow."

We all walked back in and mingled a little longer. We said our goodbyes to Mistress and set a time for the next day before Bonnie pulled up in the Bentley and took us home.

"Well Janey, what do you think? I have to admit the idea of playing with Mistress is enticing. I promise I'll understand whatever you choose. If we do it, it's a one off. I don't ever plan to get in the habit of sharing you, no matter how jealous some of my friends are. And as you know, they are very jealous."

"Let's do it! I think it will be so exciting. As long as you promise it won't change the way you feel about me."

"Never sweetie. In fact when we get home I think I'll tie you up and ravage you!"

I spent the rest of the evening tightly bound. I was gagged except when Sylvia demanded that I use my mouth for her pleasure. We both slept well despite the anticipation of what the next day would bring.

We ate a light breakfast after awakening. Sylvia had Bonnie and Donna, our own B and D, get the house ready and arrange for a catered lunch so all we had to do was get ready. Money isn't everything but it sure is nice.

We decided on catsuits since it was to be a play date. Black for me and a deep royal purple for Sylvia. We were both in butter soft leather thigh high boots and tightly laced corsets. Sylvia made sure my makeup was dramatic. Smoky eyes, heavy liner and deep red lipstick. My D ring festooned collar was locked in place as were the boots. I wore earrings but no other jewelry. My wrists would need to be free to be tied.

The girls laid out plenty of ropes and gags for Mistress to choose from.

Bonnie pulled up in the Bentley and Mistress walked in. She was dressed head to toe in leather and looked every bit the dominant that she is. Her trademark seamed stockings peeked out between her pant legs and stilettos. Hair and makeup were perfect as you would expect.

We traded air kisses and sat down to chat with a glass of wine and a cigarette. One of Sylvia's finest bottles of Chilean white. Mistress gushed over the house. How could she not?

"I take it from the outfits and the items laid out you've decided to play. I'm excited. Playing with someone new to me but experienced is such fun. Why don't you tie Jane up. I'd love to watch you get her ready."

Sylvia started by having me put my hands behind me. She made loop after loop of soft cotton rope around my wrists before cinching them tightly.

"I love the way you did that. Plenty of smooth turns of rope to distribute the pressure evenly. I hate it when things aren't pretty. Besides, it's really annoying to get someone tied up have them start complaining immediately that their hands are numb or whatever. Also I love that you put the knot up high so she can't get at it. I know she doesn't want to get loose but when subs can reach a knot, the temptation can get the better of them."

Sylvia smiled at the compliment and tied my ankles and legs above the knees in the same way. So very tight and neat. She wrapped turn after turn of rope above, then below my breasts before cinching on either side between my arms and chest.

"A classic damsel in distress pose. I love it! Just perfect. It's my Darla's favorite also. The chest harness really highlights her breasts. By the way, do you ever take her bra and breasts off and clamp her nipples? If not you really should try it sometime. Let's get her gagged. I don't want to say what I have in mind. Surprises are such fun. Sylvia can let me know if it's something you wouldn't be comfortable with. I always respect limits but I do like to push them a bit,"

Sylvia picked up ballgag and walked toward me.

"Any last words Jane?"

"Please be gentle MIstress."

From the evil grin on her face I knew she wouldn't be.

Sylvia buckled the gag tightly in place.

Mistress lit one of my Marlboros and sipped her wine.

"I love to make subs wait and anticipate what I might do to them. They get so excited and it's fun to let them stew a bit. I'll tie Darla and work for a while or watch a cooking show. Naturally she hates them. I love watching her eyes beg me to pay her some attention and I love denying her, making her wait. Of course, she loves it too and it makes it that much better when I do turn my attention to her. Besides, she can stay tied for the longest. I kept her restrained in some fashion over 2 whole weekends. I get the idea Jane could stay that way quite a while too."

"Oh yes Mistress, She loves the ropes but you're right, she loves my attention while she's tied."

"Darla is after me to tie her up and leave her while I run errands. Such a common fantasy. I tell her it's really not safe but I'm thinking I might have a way to make it come true. Do you ever leave Jane?"

"No. Someone is always available. If not me, then Bonnie or Donna."

"Have you ever let Jane tie you? Darla is a bit of a switch and she would love to tie me sometime but it's never going to happen. Our neighbor is into play and is a switch. Darla can tie her. Then there's her oversexed little stewardess fuckbuddy. There's little Sue hasn't tried and less she wouldn't although she's getting more and more dominant herself. She likes tying more than being tied."

"I've never been tempted to let Jane tie me up. We've never even talked about it. If she ever wanted to explore her dominant side, presuming she has one, I'd let her tie Bonnie or Donna. I used to tie them up a lot for fun, not sex, but not since Janey and I have been together."

"Not to be personal and don't answer if you don't want to but what about sex? Is Jane always tied up? Darla is most of the time but if I'm tired or just don't want to fool with the ropes I just leave her free. Sometimes I just like to lay back and get fucked. My goodness, my language is atrocious but it's nice to be able to speak frankly about our little fetishes."

"No offense at all Mistress. I love it that you're direct. She's always tied up when we have sex. Janey is such a sexual being. I think she'd fuck all day if she could. I know she's jealous that genetic girls can have multiple orgasms but she recovers rather quickly. If need be, the little blue pills are available. Maybe I'll let her have a go sometime without tying her."

"Do you leave her tied up after she orgasms? I'm a big believer that is one of the more dominant things you can do. The desire to get free after an orgasm is strong. I almost always leave Darla tied up afterward."

"We've started doing more of that. I agree it's a dominant thing to do. Besides, I don't have to untie her, then turn around and tie her up again. I'll have my post orgasm cigarette and Jane knows she's stuck till she gets her clit hard again."

"Sylvia, isn't it nice to chat about these things in an open, frank way. I feel sorry for people without an active fetish life. It must be so boring. And look at poor Jane. Sitting there tightly bound and gagged, having to wait while we prattle on about this and that. You'd love some attention wouldn't you dear?"

I could only nod my head yes. While the conversation was fascinating, not as fascinating as being teased, tormented and played with.

"Well your wait is almost over. Let's see what's in my bag of tricks."

Mistress reached into a tote she brought and showed me a rather large strap on.

"I just love pegging cute little tied up things like you Jane. It gives me a thrill to step into the harness and look down at this big cock dangling between my legs. Even more of a thrill to use it. Let's get you situated. I want you to hop over to this table. By the way, I love watching damsels hop in bondage. Darla is world class."

I stood up with Sylvia steadying me and hopped to the table.

"I see you have a bondage horse but I thought I'd show you something a bit different. I have to give my friend credit for this trick. Her name is Jane too, by the way. She and her partner Penny run a successful fantasy kidnapping business."

Mistress bent me over the table and unzipped my catsuit. She took thin cord and looped it around my ovaries which dangled below the cage. She ran it under the table and tied it off to my collar.

"So simple but so effective. She's really stuck. If you want her still you can tighten the rope. If you want a little enthusiasm you can leave some slack so she can move a bit. I really like it when there's a bit of play. I like the fuckee to be able to show me how much they appreciate my attention. By the way, do you whip her?"

"I have not. We've not gotten too rough in the past."

"I understand. A few pops with my riding crop shouldn't be too much for her. Her cute butt is just too tempting."

Mistress reached into her bag and produced the crop. She started lightly then really started to lay into me. A new sensation and one I have to admit I enjoyed. She spent quite a bit of time popping my very available rear then put it down. I heard the pop of a glove then felt her finger invade my pussy. Then two fingers and three before she withdrew them.

"Just relax while I get this big cock all the way into your pussy. Just where you want it, you slut."

Constant pressure as my pussy was filled with her cock. Then she went to work. She gripped my bound wrists and started pumping, then stopped.

"Jane, I left you some slack. Let's see some excitement and joy, slut. Besides, if you don't I'll pop your butt again."

That was all I needed to hear. I thrust backward with every one hers forward. There was a loud slapping as we collided. I found myself turned on by being referred to as a slut. Mistress was rougher than Sylvia, but it turned me on too and I showed it. I used some circular motion to grind the strap on against her pussy. She went faster and faster then screamed with pleasure then slumped forward.

"I am so sorry Sylvia. Things just got away from me. I shouldn't have let that happen. I've been on the road a while but that's no excuse."

"Mistress I'm flattered that Jane made it that exciting. Think nothing of it."

"It was definitely not nothing. Your little spitfire is something. An enthusiastic slut!"

Mistress lit a cigarette and exhaled a long plume toward the ceiling as she relaxed. Her cock still dangling between her legs. She leisurely smoked for a while as I remained bent over the table.

"Sylvia, let's try something else. I doubt Jane has done this since you've been exclusive. First let's make her a little less comfortable."

Mistress pulled my elbows close together and tied them tightly. Then she took all the slack out of the cord between my collar and ovaries.

"Sylvia, why don't you put on your favorite strap on while I change mine. Then we can take her gag out. I think you get the idea. Let's spit roast Jane."

I had been fucked with a strap on while wearing a penis gag and sucked Sylvia's cock while I was plugged but never had women wearing strapons at either end.

"You know what to do Jane."

I certainly did. I took all of Mistress' cock in my mouth as she roughly fucked my face while Sylvia impaled me from the rear. All the while tightly bound and fastened to the table. The two of them fucked me from either end, laughing the whole time. They finally decided they had enough and mercifully stopped.

"That was exciting Mistress. What a fun experience for Jane. Should we untie her now?"

"Why don't we leave her tied. One of your girls can feed her. I just love looking at her tied the way she is. Such a wonderful figure. You've done so well with her Sylvia."

The cord holding me to the table was released and I was hopped to the table, much to Mistress' delight. Bonnie fed me while the two of them ate and chatted.

They enjoyed a cup of coffee and a cigarette after eating. Then it was time for Mistress to go.

She thanked both of us for the fun day and turned to go before turning back.

"Hope to see you both again soon. Ciao."

"What a day Janey. A very cool lady."

"It was really fun playing with her Sylvia but you'll always be my Mistress."

"You're sweet. All that has me a bit hot and bothered. I'll untie you if you like but if you can manage to get yourself to the bedroom I'll take your cage off and give you the fucking of your life."

Well I did and she did! We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening in bed. A blue pill didn't hurt. Mistress Sylvia ended the night by taking me in her mouth which she rarely does. She took the gag out and fed me the salty cum which I absolutely adore! She had me clean her pussy of our mixed sex with my mouth before finally releasing me. A last glass of wine and a Marlboro finished the memorable day. We finally fell asleep. Sometime in the wee hours I felt Mistress Sylvia's hand find my clit and despite the orgasms earlier, I started getting hard again.

"Should I get the rope Mistress?"

"No Jane, I think I'll take Mistress' advice and just lay here. Well, what are you waiting for, fuck me!"

I used my mouth, my clit and for the first time with Mistress Sylvia, my hands. I don't think she was disappointed. Besides, if she is she can tie me up and punish me. I win either way!

We chatted after the sex and I mentioned I had been surprised that Mistress was as rough as she had been with me.

"Was it too much sweetie. You know I'd never do anything you didn't truly want."

"Actually it turned me on. The language, the cropping and the rough way she used her strapon."

"I see. I have to admit it did me too. Maybe I've been entirely to gentle with you. We can certainly fix that, can't we?"