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Castleton Chapter 15, Return to Castleton by James Lacy
Castleton Chapter 15, Return to Castleton
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Castleton Chapter Fifteen
Return to Castleton
Maureen quickly adapted to her new lifestyle with a relish seldom seen in a submissive. She truly enjoyed being bound and disciplined. Especially when both she and Gordon were disciplined jointly. Alteisha had authority over both Gordon and Maureen, and often corrected them simply for the sheer amusement of her Mistress and herself. Florence had Maureen quit her job and take full time employment as her maid. The rewards in both cash and domination were generous, to say the least, and Florence considered adding Maureen to the financial portfolio she had established for Alteisha and Gordon. Life was sweet, especially for Florence, but the others also benefited.
Winter slowly flowed forward into spring, and the residents of Mistress Florence's house were anticipating the coming of summer, and a return to Castleton for Florence and Alteisha. Florence wanted to sponsor both Gordon and Maureen as Novices for the upcoming class. The 'Rules of the Order' prohibited describing any of the Castleton activities, rites or ceremonies to potential Novices, but they correctly deduced that domination and submission was the general theme.
Mistress Florence did not press her Slaves for an immediate answer on attending the Castleton Novices class, but would mention it from time to time. Alteisha too, was unsure about why she should return. She did not fully covet becoming a Mistress in her own right and she was leery about encountering Mistress Darla again. Florence did not press Alteisha either, and bided her time until summer.
Mistress Florence expanded her domination activities to regularly include some other close friends including Francis and some of her friends. She had frequent occasions to hold 'Domme Parties' where she, Alteisha, Robert and Francis assumed the dominant roles, and Gordon, Maureen and some of Francis's very close circle of friends, were the submissives. Often they would play games like harnessing Gordon and fondling his cock and balls all evening without allowing him to cum.
They would tighten his cock harness and all the females would fuck themselves to their hearts desire on his cock, without permitting him relief. Occasionally the women would bind him in exposed and provocative positions and Robert would fuck him in the ass for the ladies pleasure. Often, Maureen would be similarly bound and used by Robert, Gordon and the women for their sexual pleasures and perversions.
Robert was a frequent visitor and had advised Florence that he had been invited, and would go, to Castleton as a Helper in July. That coincided with the start of the next Novice class. Florence made a mental note to accelerate pressure on Gordon and Maureen, to agree to join the Novice class. The two lower Slaves had often questioned Alteisha about Castleton, since their Mistress would not discuss it with them. Alteisha would only tell them that they must each make up their own minds, about Castleton, based upon their own desires with respect to domination and submission. Florence had considered pressuring them during corrective, discipline or punishment sessions, but abandoned that thought because they truly should be free to decide for themselves.
Springtime and early summer also allowed the four of them to take day and weekend trips to parks, museums and other nearby attractions. Usually, lodging on weekend trips involved renting a cottage or house in an out of the way area, so that their particular brand of indulgence could take place unfettered by nosy neighbors. On a particularly warm day in late June, Florence and her entourage rented a beach house on the ocean with a private beach.
Mistress Florence enjoyed conducting the discipline sessions outdoors on the beach, with a bonfire providing warmth during the late evening. The thrill of outdoor sessions was enhanced by the possibility of being discovered by people who did not share their unusual persuasion. Another facet of outdoor sessions was the use of ball gags on the Slaves during their sessions. It would not do to hear piercing screams coming from the beaches.
Mistress Florence introduced new twists on the frequent 'Corrective Sessions' that she held, regardless of whether they were really needed, or simply manufactured to satisfy Florence's perversions. Each of the Slaves would be required to endure their corrective sessions in silence, as they received the cuts of the whip, until they could no longer hold their silence and they cried out. Florence provided rewards for endurance, such as privileges to cum at will, or the thrill of correcting a fellow Slave that evening.
The competition served to build up their endurance and amused Florence. She reveled in inflicting different torments upon them. Some of the corrective sessions involved only blows delivered on their genitals, only to their nipples, or only their asscheeks. Other times the three Slaves would be required to fondle and stimulate each other's genitals until someone could no longer stand the stimulation and they would cum. The two 'survivors' would then jointly 'correct' the Slave that had the audacity and the ingratitude to embarrass their Mistress by cumming.
Florence was proud of the discipline demonstrated by her Slaves, in the ability to withhold orgasm for hours during the fondling and stimulation sessions. She knew that this capability would serve them well if they decided to attend the Castleton Novice class this summer. The women usually won these endurance contests, unless Gordon was permitted to wear his cock and balls harness, which was very infrequently. When he was permitted this 'luxury', it would be offset, by denying him the privilege of orgasm for two or three weeks. Gordon preferred to take his chances without the harness, because it at least allowed him an opportunity to cum. The downside was that he received the more frequent corrections hence he was more vulnerable to real injury through the more frequent whippings. Although Gordon craved the whip, Florence knew that no one could withstand that number of corrections without injury. She saw to it that he wore the harness frequently.
Robert often attended these competitive corrective sessions to watch and play with Mistress Florence. They fucked or sucked one another, while the Slaves stimulated and titillated one another, trying to cause one of them to reach orgasm before the others. Robert sometimes supervised the whipping of the loser by directing the location of the blows. Often one of the winners would suck Robert's cock, balls or asshole while the other Slave administrated correction then the Slaves would exchange positions.
Usually all sessions ended with the three Slaves, and Robert, if he were in attendance, all worshiping and servicing Mistress Florence, until she achieved multiple orgasms. Infrequently, Mistress Florence would ask a Slave, usually Alteisha, to also satisfy her cravings for the whip. Mistress Florence controlled and directed these sessions. The Slaves knew better than to apply strokes too harshly, unless their Mistress encouraged them to do so. The Slaves were often astounded at the severity of correction that Mistress Florence could withstand. Alteisha loved these sessions because her Mistress would have her soothe her welts by licking the ache from them, and in the process, arousing both of them to magnificent sexual interludes.
On the first of July, the postman brought Florence the letter that she had long awaited. The Grand Master, Octavian, had invited Florence to come to Castleton on the second Sunday in July, and to sponsor new Novices to the summer class. Training would begin that same day with the Novitiates Initiation that evening. The Novices would train until the Labor Day weekend when their Ordeals and selection would take place.
Octavian's letter also addressed the wonderful time he had spent with Florence when she was his Slave, before she became a Mistress in her own right. He closed by hoping that Florence would sponsor her uninitiated Slaves to Castleton and to bring the magnificent Slave, Alteisha, back for him to enjoy once more. There was no mention of the rumor that she had heard from another Master who had visited Florence at her office. This Member had confided to her that he expected Octavian to step down as Grand Master of the Order for personal reasons. It was rumored that the Grand Master was to be posted abroad by his company, and he would not be available to carry out the duties of Grand Master adequately. Rather than have the Order suffer, Octavian would step down and a new leader chosen prior to the Novices Ordeals on Labor Day weekend.
Florence was eager to go to Castleton and even more eager to sponsor her two lower Slaves to attend the Novitiates class. Alteisha was another matter. She would participate as Mistress Florence's private and personal Slave to attend to her Mistress's needs. Alteisha could be used to serve another Master or Mistress only with Florence's permission. Normally any Master or Mistress could claim the services of any Slave by giving the owner one-day notice. In this private and personal capacity, Florence and Alteisha could both be insulated against a possible request by Mistress Darla to take Alteisha for an evening or for overnight service.
Darla still had to be dealt with. Florence knew that Darla was not easily appeased. Mistress Darla would seek some angle to claim her revenge against both Alteisha and herself. Mistress Darla was too mean spirited to accept being asked to leave Florence's house without seeking vengeance. Mistress Florence would have to be on her guard. She must assure that Darla would not find some obscure rule of the Order that would override the personal and private services Alteisha would perform. Florence decided that she would not allow Alteisha to perform services for anyone other than Octavian.
Maureen had worked out better than anyone expected. She enjoyed the lifestyle immensely, especially the corrective sessions. She craved the whip and strap and the other instruments of her pleasure-pain. Additionally, Maureen had been transformed into a sexual animal, rivaling Alteisha's sexual drive. Gordon had always been completely submissive to Florence and he would do whatever Florence or Alteisha demanded of him.
Both of her lower Slaves were prime candidates as Novitiates to the Order. Florence would give the dilemma a great deal of thought in the next few days. The time to decide was becoming shorter, and neither Gordon nor Maureen had decided. She would have to encourage her Slaves to decide quickly on attending the Novice class at Castleton.
Maureen had prepared dinner and was waiting for the other household members to come to the dining room. Alteisha entered the room naked, except for her collar and nipple and cunt rings complete with silver bells. She greeted Maureen and kneeled at the right of her Mistress's chair awaiting her arrival. Gordon too, entered naked, except for his collar, butt plug and the nylon netting encasing his cock and balls. He kneeled to the left of Mistress Florence's chair and awaited his Mistress.
Several minutes passed before their Mistress came into the room dressed in a black leather waist cincher, long high-heeled boots and a black leather jacket with cutaways to fully expose both of her lovely breasts. She too wore the nipple and cunt rings and was naked below the waist. Florence took her seat and bade her two higher Slaves sit at the table. Maureen waited until her fellow Slaves placed their napkins on their laps, before laying a napkin on her Mistress's lap.
Florence reached out to her Slave putting her hand on Maureen's cunt and took her cuntlips between thumb and forefinger. She could feel Maureen's clit becoming engorged and waited until the little nub swelled and pushed its way between the cuntlips surrounding it. Florence rubbed the clit between the cuntlips with her thumb and forefinger, stirring the oils deep within Maureen. She started to breath heavier and trembled as she became extremely aroused.
Maureen hoped that Mistress Florence would let her cum, but in her heart she knew that it wouldn't happen. Florence was just playing a little game of 'torment the maid'. The Mistress tired of this game and removed her hand to allow Maureen to serve them. She served them in order of their rank, pausing at each one to endure more fondling of her cunt and clit. Gordon enjoyed rubbing pieces of his food between her cuntlips before consuming them, adding to Maureen's lust. She knew that by the end of the evening meal she would be quivering with passion and eager to begin the evening's sessions.
Alteisha liked to pull at Maureen's cuntlips as she served the meal, or to tweak her nipples, if the maid's uniform of the day exposed Maureen's lovely tits. Mistress Florence took longer than usual to finish this evening's meal, as though she had something on her mind. Alteisha correctly suspected that it concerned the return to Castleton. The Slaves had been discussing Castleton among themselves. Both Gordon and Maureen asked many questions about Castleton, but Alteisha would only tell them that she encouraged them to go and enjoy the experience.
"Maureen, please sit at the table," Florence began, directing her comments to Gordon and Maureen, "I recently received the letter I had been expecting from Castleton. The time is nearly upon us, and Alteisha and I will be leaving soon. It was my hope that both of you would decide to join us. As you well know, you must make this decision. Neither Alteisha nor I can decide for you, nor order you to go. I must make reservations for either or both of you, if you're going," she paused to let the thought sink in then continued, "I must have your decision by morning."
"I've decided to go, Mistress," Gordon said. He watched Florence's eyes light up over his decision. Florence turned to face Maureen, who had knelt down beside her Mistress.
"I too, want to go, Mistress," she said bending down to lick and kiss her Mistress's boots. Florence smiled at her and lifted Maureen's chin to her cunt.
"Service me, sweet Maureen," Florence told her as Maureen set about to her task. Mistress Florence gathered her other Slaves to her tits to suck at her nipples. She reveled in their attentions and withheld from orgasm for nearly half an hour before exploding into a massive orgasm. "Thank you, my darling Slaves. Now I must go and make the arrangements for your trip to Castleton," Florence arose from the dining table and walked to the stairs. "Alteisha, please correct both Gordon and Maureen. I'll join all of you later in the Discipline Room, to complete the evenings sessions." With that Florence climbed the stairs to her room.
Florence was visibly excited the next day, as the household was packing and preparing to go to Castleton. The Slaves had little to pack, as they would only need clothes for the trip to Castleton, and some thing to wear when they returned. Without Alteisha's knowledge, Florence packed some evening clothes for her primary Slave, to be used for evening social activities to which it might be appropriate to bring a Slave.
Gordon and Maureen would travel to Castleton by bus with the other Novices. Alteisha would drive with her Mistress. Now it was time to take the Gordon and Maureen to the bus station. They would travel in a chartered bus driven by a Helper, who would keep the destination and activities of Castleton very confidential. Alteisha drove her fellow Slaves to the station and cautioned them both to understand that, at Castleton, neither she nor Mistress Florence would even acknowledge that they know either one of them. Maureen asked why, but Alteisha just ignored her.
Having dropped off the two Novices at the bus station, Alteisha returned home to pick up Florence. Both women were excited and sexually aroused at the prospect of returning to the place they had first met. Although they had time to dally a bit before departing, they decided that it might be more exciting to wait until they arrived at Castleton before having sex. After all, Castleton was about sex in all its wonderful and perverted ways, why not wait and enjoy the many pleasures that await them there. They placed their bags in the car and drove off.
It was late afternoon when they turned into the long driveway to the Great House Castleton. The thickly wooded grounds hid the house from casual drivers who drove by the gates. Their key card opened the gates and they drove onto the grounds. Both of them were happy to return and anxious to renew their friendships with other members of the Order. Without speaking both had been thinking about Mistress Darla's visit and her potential for mischief, or worse. "Mistress," asked Alteisha, "have you thought about our mutual acquaintance?"
"Oh yes, I've been thinking about Octavian since I received his letter," replied Florence with a twinkle in her eye.
"No, Mistress, not the Grand Master. I was thinking of Mistress Darla," Alteisha said.
"I know what you meant. I was just teasing, my wonderful and beautiful Slave," said Florence, "Darla will not be a problem. Mistress Lira took care of anything that needed to be done. Darla won't bother either of us. If she tries to take you, you have permission to refuse, because you will be my private and personal Slave. She'll understand that," Florence explained as the Great House came into view.
They stopped at the massive front entrance and waited while a Helper opened the car doors. Florence gave the Helper the car keys and he quickly opened the trunk to bring the bags to their room. Florence and Alteisha went inside and were greeted warmly by Mistress Lea. She took them to the chambers reserved for Mistress Florence and showed them inside the spacious suite. Lea reminded them that dinner was at seven o'clock and took her leave.
"Mistress, may I shower before dinner?" asked Alteisha.
"Only if you take your Mistress with you," teased Florence as the two women nearly tore off their clothes in their enthusiasm to race to the shower. The water was warm and splashed freely over their naked bodies. Florence stood on tiptoes to reach Alteisha to kiss her mouth. Her Slave then dropped to her knees to lick at her Mistress's cunt. "Wow, we better slow down or we will miss dinner," gasped Florence as she stopped her Slave from exacting an orgasm from her. Alteisha smiled as she embraced her Mistress and kissed her longingly again, intertwining their tongues.
"I love you, Mistress," Alteisha whispered in her Mistress's ear.
"I love you too, Alteisha," Florence sighed. She smiled at her Slave and then teased her. "Do you love me so much that you no longer want any big cock fucking your cunt? Do you want to never suck another cock again, or lick someone else's sweet clitty? Do you love me that much?"
"Well, Mistress, I do love you so much that the only way those naughty things will happen, to me, is if I'm raped or something," smiled Alteisha.
"Will you struggle fiercely, against anyone trying to rape you, my darling?" Florence teased her.
"Yes, Mistress, I will fight fiercely, for at least two seconds, before I surrender to the rapists' awful lust," Alteisha playfully replied. They laughed and sensually helped each other bathe, with playful attention paid to nipples and clits. Alteisha shaved her Mistress's cunt, legs and armpits and did the same for herself. They rinsed the soap lather and hair from their bodies, dried themselves and dressed for dinner at Castleton.
Florence wore a net strap outfit of black leather that fully exposed her tits and cunt. She selected a pair of knee high boots, with four-inch heels, and attached a riding crop, a leather strap with a paddle to her leather net Dominatrix garb. Florence donned her red satin Members robe to complete her ensemble. Alteisha's outfit was much less complex consisting of only her Slaves collar and white robe trimmed with red. Satisfied that they were ready, the Mistress and her Slave left their chambers to descend to the dining room.
Inside the dining room Florence was reunited with her fellow Masters and Mistresses. Alteisha moved quietly at her side, neither speaking nor partaking of refreshments, as was expected of Slaves. At nearly the same time, both Florence and Alteisha saw Mistress Darla across the room. Darla gave them a quick smile, nodded then turned her direction back to the group she was with.
Florence grinned quickly at Alteisha and, as if to set her Slave at ease, she clipped a leash to Alteisha's Slave collar and held it fast in her hand. Grand Master Octavian spotted them and left the group he was talking with, and quickly made his way toward them. "Mistress Florence," he said as he embraced Florence and kissed her on the cheek. "How nice to see you again, my sweet Florence. I have truly missed you," he kissed her again, but this time on the lips.
"And the lovely Slave, Alteisha. You look simply ravishing. I must make sure that I get the opportunity to ravish you both as soon as possible. Perhaps together, wouldn't that be wonderful?" Octavian whispered something in Florence's ear and she nodded as he smiled and left to greet other arrivals.
A Helper rang the dinner chimes calling the Masters and Mistresses to dinner. The Members took their seats, and their Slaves kneeled at their sides, all awaiting the Grand Masters toast. Octavian rose to pay homage to the assembled Members with a toast. "Dear Ladies and Gentlemen Members of our Order. I welcome you all to the initiation of a new class of Novitiates to be trained in our arts. I toast the wisdom of your selections, and sponsorships of the Novices, that will start this centuries old tradition in the morning.'
"Each of you that have sponsored a Novice have in effect, assured that our Order will continue, flourish and prosper well into the future. All of the Members thank you for seeking out and delivering new potential members, to share and participate in the splendor of this Order. I, and the Members, Helpers and Slaves living at Castleton, toast your magnificent efforts and thank you from the bottom of our hearts." The Members all raised and drank from their wine goblets, then roundly applauded their Grand Master.
When the applause died down, Octavian held up his hands and waited for quiet. When the dining room was silent, a solemn look crossed his handsome face. "Dear Members," he began, "this summers conclave also marks my last as your Grand Master." A rush of mumbling and whispered talking filled the room as he again held up his hands to quiet the assembled Members. When quiet was restored he continued. "I have been posted to St. Petersburg, in Russia, by the needs of my business. Although I could continue wearing the mantle of Grand Master for life, it would not be in the interests of the Order to do so. I could not devote full time to the duties of my current office. Hence, I could not, in good conscience, continue to hold this office and title,
"Of course, I would continue as a Member, participate as much as I can with the Order's Chapters in Russia, and hopefully, will be able, from time to time, to visit Castleton to see many of you on those occasions," Octavian paused to let his announcement sink in to the silent Membership.
"Therefore," he continued, "I will call for you to submit names of potential candidates to be placed before a special commission, that I will create, to select your next leader. The only caution that must guide you is that the individual you select will be your leader for life. Choose wisely! Your decision carries with it nothing less than the survival of the Order. "I will appoint the special commission this weekend. As you know, no member of the selection commission may be selected as the Leader. Therefore, if you have any desire to be selected as the Leader, then you must decline to serve on the special commission. Finally, the new Leader will be announced at the banquet following the last Novice's Ordeal," he paused again. The Members voices filled the dining room with the buzzing sound of many people talking at once. "Now, let's dine and welcome in the new Novitiate season."
Octavian sat down and motioned to the Helpers to begin serving. Alteisha looked up at her Mistress as if to ask a question, but Florence shook her head slightly, indicating that she was not to speak. Alteisha lowered her eyes to her bowl that lay on the floor in front of her knees. As the Helper served Mistress Florence her plate, she cut a piece of the prime rib, took the piece of meat in her fingers, rubbed it in her cunt and dropped it into Alteisha's Slave bowl. Alteisha quickly picked up the meat and ate it. The other Masters and Mistresses also fed their Slaves in a similar manner throughout the dinner.
The Members dined and drank well into the evening, with several Masters providing entertainment through the humiliation and submission of their Slaves. Several male Slaves, were ordered to masturbate into their food bowls or into another Slaves bowl. Some female Slaves fellated other Masters and male Slaves until the dinner slowly degenerated towards an orgy. As the Helpers cleared the room of the dining service, Octavian rose to bid goodnight to the revelers and left the dining room for his chambers.
Mistress Florence calmly watched the orgy unfolding and held tightly to Alteisha's leash. Florence declined several requests to offer Alteisha to other Masters or Mistresses, and similarly declined to participate in the orgy herself. She watched for nearly half an hour then bid the other member's goodnight as she guided Alteisha out of the dining room by the leash on her collar.
They climbed the stairs to their chambers and went inside. "Refresh yourself, Alteisha. The Grand Master has asked that we visit him in his chambers." Florence told her Slave. Now Alteisha knew what Octavian had whispered on her Mistress's ear when he greeted them earlier in the evening. She and her Mistress cleansed themselves and prepared for their call on Octavian. Alteisha watched as her Mistress removed all of her makeup and she followed Florence's lead.
The removal of the makeup could only mean a session. The lack of makeup allowed one to sweat profusely without the worry of mascara running, or similar problems caused by makeup. Alteisha wondered why her Mistress had also cleansed her makeup. It could only mean that Florence would participate in the session, but not as someone in charge. Florence knew that her Slave had realized what was happening, smiled at her quickly then kissed and hugged her.
Alteisha did not say anything. She knew that Mistress Florence had been selected as Octavian's Slave following her Ordeal. Octavian obviously wanted another session with Florence, perhaps his last since he would be leaving the country soon. However, she was unsure why Florence was also taking her along. Maybe it was her way of keeping her out of Mistress Darla's way, at any rate she would soon know. Florence removed all of her Domme garb and was completely naked beneath her red satin robe. Alteisha too, was naked under her Slaves robe.
The two women moved quickly to the Grand Master's chambers in the Great House. They encountered no one on the way. Finally, they stopped at the Grand Master's door. Mistress Florence knocked on the door and waited. Octavian opened the door himself and embraced his former Slave and kissed her deeply, intertwining their tongues. He released her and bade them both to enter, closing the door behind him. Immediately, Alteisha dropped to her knees and looked down at the floor.
She felt Octavian's flaccid cock rub against her cheek and she turned to kiss the bulbous head, briefly lick at his huge balls then drop down to kiss and lick his bare feet. Octavian acknowledged the homage by patting Alteisha's head, taking her hand and helping her rise to her feet. He led her to the platform and had her drop her robe to stand naked on the platform. He motioned to Florence and she quickly fastened wrist restraints onto her Slave and secured them to chains hanging from the ceiling. Florence placed ankle restraints on Alteisha, spread her legs then secured the restraints to steel rings embedded in the platform floor.
Octavian put his finger between Alteisha's cuntlips, rubbed it about, and then placed it in his mouth to taste the musk of her marvelous cunt. Next, he disrobed Florence and placed wrist and ankle restraints on her naked body and fastened her to another pair of chains that hung down from the ceiling. Florence stood facing Alteisha, separated by only a few inches. They could easily move their bodies together to touch each other, but could not free themselves of their bonds.
He sensuously ran his fingertips over their bodies, pausing to tweak their nipples and pull slightly at their cuntlips. The bound women were becoming very sexually aroused, and the wetness in their cunts told Octavian that they would soon be ready for the session. He heightened their anxiety by placing various leather whips, straps and clamps where the two women could see them. Octavian selected a wide leather strap, wheeled it about his head and brought it down hard on Florence's asscheeks. The ferocity of the blow startled both women, especially Florence. The next few blows were equally divided between Florence and Alteisha until both women were openly sobbing.
Octavian nodded to Florence and she moved her body against her Slave and kissed her full on the lips. Alteisha eagerly returned the kiss and soon their tongues were entwined as they licked and kissed one another. Florence heard a rustle in a dark corner of the room and she wheeled her head about to see a kneeling form in the darkness. She thought that it must be Octavian's current Slave. Alteisha too, had heard the rustle and was straining to see who was kneeling in the darkness.
Octavian, obviously pleased that they had noticed the form in the corner, called out to the individual to come into the light. The form rose and walked naked into the glaring spotlight flooding the platform. It was Mistress Darla! Both Florence and Alteisha's heart gave a start, at the sight of the woman who had hurt Alteisha so savagely at Florence's home. "Select a whip, Darla," Octavian ordered her. Darla chose a braided leather whip and stepped onto the platform.
Both Florence and Alteisha's hearts were beating heavily beneath their breasts, as fear overtook them, at the sight of Darla with a whip in her hands, and both of them bound and helpless before her. "Good choice, Darla," said Octavian as he took the whip from her and struck an obviously frightened Alteisha across the ass leaving a rising welt. "Now lick the hurt from the welt," he commanded her. Darla dropped to her knees behind Alteisha and ran her tongue along the length of the welt, soothing the rising ache within it.
Octavian prodded Darla with the tip of the whip and she smoothly ran her tongue across the Slaves ass cheek, to the crack of her ass. Slowly, Darla's tongue moved down the cleft of Alteisha's ass, to rest on the Slaves asshole. Languidly, Darla's tongue rested on Alteisha's asshole and she began to lick and probe at it, trying to part the sphincter with her tongue. With great effort Darla pushed hard and managed to admit the tip of her tongue into the sphincter. She rolled her tongue about and Alteisha was visibly in rapture from the tongue invading her asshole.
Alteisha looked lovingly at her bound Mistress and her eyes rolled with pleasure at the wonderful sensations visited upon her by Mistress Darla. Florence swayed her body against her beautiful Slave and kissed her deeply. As they kissed, Octavian resumed his assault on Florence's asscheeks with the whip Darla had given him. The two bound women continued to kiss, then licked and sucked at each other's tongues while one reveled in pleasure and the other writhed in pain.
Alteisha was quickly building toward orgasm, while Florence steeled herself to receive the bites of the whip on the back of her thighs. The welts grew rapidly, matching the growth of the urges to cum, deep in Alteisha's loins. The sexual magnificence of Darla's tongue was more than she could bear and Alteisha erupted in a powerful orgasm, that momentarily left her slumped in her chains.
Octavian motioned to Darla to move behind Mistress Florence and begin tonguing of her asshole, just as she had done to Alteisha. Darla set to her task, beginning with the licking of Florence's welts to soothe their aching. Florence relished the wet silky tongue flowing over and into her asshole. Octavian positioned himself behind the Slave Alteisha, and he gave her a tightlipped smile as the whip stung her flesh.
She cried out and bucked as the whip found its target again and again on her ass and thighs. This time it was Alteisha who reached out to her Mistress, to be kissed and loved through her ordeal from the Grand Masters whip. As the bound women exchanged kisses and entwined their tongues, the pain grew more intense for Alteisha, and Florence was quickly writhing in pleasure toward orgasm. Crying out in a sea of pleasure, Florence exploded in a devastating orgasm, brought forth by Darla's tongue penetrating her asshole.
Octavian put the whip down and selected the leather strap again. The strap permitted him to strike with greater force without breaking the skin, as would happen with the whip. He positioned Darla between the chained women and set her to licking and sucking Alteisha's cunt. Next, he selected nipple clamps joined together with elastic bands. He fitted a clamp on Alteisha's left nipple and the other end to Florence's left nipple. Next he attached a nipple clamps from the right nipples of Florence and Alteisha to each of Darla's nipples, as she kneeled between the bound women, sucking Alteisha's cunt. Darla reached up to grasp both of Alteisha's asscheeks to pull her cunt tight against her mouth. Octavian moved Florence forward, to place her cunt against the back of Darla's head, and Florence began to rub her cunt against Darla's sweat matted hair.
As the pleasure mounted in Alteisha's cunt, she once again hungrily kissed her Mistress's lips and sucked at her tongue. The nipple clamps hurt, but in a good sort of way, that heightened the pleasure of all three women. Octavian allowed them to indulge one another for a few minutes. When he knew they were no longer thinking about the strap in his hand, he savagely hammered the strap against Florence's asscheeks.
She screamed from the sudden pain and jerked back jostling her body in violent spasms. Florence's jerking movements caused the elastic bands on the nipple clamps to stretch tightly, brutally pulling and pinching each of the women's nipples. All of them moaned at the sudden pain being visited on their nipples. Octavian kept strapping Florence's ass and thighs, as Alteisha came from Darla's tongue licking her clit. He continued wielding the strap until Florence too, came hard from rubbing her cunt against the back of Darla's head.
Without adjusting the nipple clamps, Octavian had Darla turn her body toward Florence and ordered her to suck her cunt. The nipple clamps twisted and pulled savagely on all the women's nipples, increasing their torment and pain. He pushed Alteisha's cunt against Darla's head and told her to rub hard against the hair matted with sweat. As Alteisha complied, Octavian brought the strap hard against Alteisha's ass again, causing the jerking and pulling of their bodies and the corresponding persecution of their nipples.
Octavian continued the strapping hence the torment of their nipples, until both Florence and Alteisha rocked their bodies in violent orgasms. Leaving the two bound women slumping in their chains, Octavian moved Darla out from between them and bound her wrists and ankles together. He placed a leather belt around her waist and fastened it to a chain suspended from the ceiling. Darla was fully bound. Her cunt, clit and asshole completely exposed to the Grand Masters whims. The nipple clamps remained in place, but fully stretched, thus continuing their assault on the three women's nipples.
Satisfied that Darla was securely bound, Octavian produced a device with three alligator clips suspended from a common center by elastic bands. He clasped an alligator clip on each of the bound women's clitoris to increase his pleasure and their torment. Darla's cunt was wet with her juices from her sexual engagement with both Florence and Alteisha.
Octavian displayed a massive hard on and he rubbed the bulbous cockhead in Darla's cunt fluids flowing down her thighs. Next, he placed the tip of his cock on Darla's asshole and slowly pushed against the tight sphincter fighting to repel the intruder. Darla strained and jerked trying to avoid the penetration, causing the women piercing pain from the nipple and clit clamps.
They all moaned from the torment, then Darla screamed and bucked as the massive cock fiercely pushed the sphincter aside and buried itself deep into her ass. Octavian grabbed Darla's hips and pulled her into him with each thrust of his enormous cock. The pain in her ass slowly transformed into pleasure, as he fucked her without letup. He kept pulling at her body causing the alligator clip to painfully terrorize her clitoris, thus reducing her ability to cum from the wonderful ass fucking he was giving her.
Octavian's own lust, however, was mounting with each thrust of his cock deeply into her ass. Suddenly he groaned as his cock was poised to erupt. Quickly he pulled his cock out of her ass and moved in front of Darla's face. As she looked up to see why he stopped, Octavian exploded in a torrent of semen that splashed against her lips and nose, cascading all over her face.
He kept spewing his seed as she opened her mouth to receive and swallow as much as she could, considering the way that she was bound. Octavian's cock finished cumming and he rubbed it in the semen thickening on Darla's face, to cover his shaft and cockhead with his seed. He turned toward Florence and Alteisha, mounted a small stool, and offered his semen-covered cock to them both. The Slave and her Mistress licked at the thick, pearly nectar until they cleansed their Grand Master of all the semen offered them.
The Grand Master moved to Darla and scooped the remaining cum from her face with his finger and placed it into her open mouth. Darla eagerly accepted the nectar and dreaded what she knew would follow. Octavian took up the whip and moved behind Darla again. She closed her eyes and braced herself as the whip struck fiercely on her asscheeks breaking the skin. She screamed in pain as the blood seeped slowly from the forming welt.
He struck her several times, breaking the skin each time he struck her. Florence watched as cut after cut opened on the helpless ass being pummeled before her. Darla's screams and shrieks were indescribably deafening, as the obviously torturous pain racked and jarred her ravished body. The tears were literally spilling from Darla's eyes, as Florence felt her own eyes welling up with tears.
"Enough, Grand Master!" shouted Florence. Octavian was momentarily stunned by her command. He turned to face this wisp of a woman who dared command him.
"What?" he asked incredulously, the whip at his side.
"Octavian, I said that you have punished Mistress Darla enough," Florence replied with a stoic will in her voice. "Please release me, so that I may tend to our wounded sister, Grand Master." Octavian smiled and a warm glow slowly covered his face. He dropped the whip and removed Florence's restraints. When she was free of the restraints, she removed the nipple and clit clamps from herself and the other women.
Florence freed Darla and helped lay her face down on Octavian's bed. She returned to the platform and released Alteisha, instructing her to fetch towels and ice. Next, she returned to Darla, who was sobbing on the bed, and began to lick the welts and broken skin to soothe the burning hurt. Alteisha burst into the chamber with the ice and towels and quickly applied the ice to the welts. Florence made a large ice pack with the towels and placed it on Mistress Darla's ass.
The sigh emitted from Darla's lips told everyone that worst seemed to be over. Florence moved to Octavian, embraced him and kissed him dearly. "Thank you, my darling Grand Master. I am truly sorry that I shouted and was brazen enough to command you. I am ready to be punished now." Florence moved towards the platform when Octavian's firm hand grasped her arm and gently pulled her to him.
"Dearest Florence," he said, "you always find a way to remind me of how much I love you." He embraced her again and said aloud to her, "You deserve no punishment, only admiration of your compassion for your sister, Mistress Darla. I learned much this evening. You are wonderful! I shall remember tonight, always."
Mistress Florence regained her Mistresses composure and ordered Alteisha to tidy up the Grand Masters chambers while she ministered to Darla. Octavian poured four glasses of cool wine and bade each of them to drink a nightcap with him. They all drank deeply and the women took their leave of their Grand Master.
Florence and Alteisha supported Mistress Darla, as they helped her to reach her room. Inside they washed and dressed her wounds and tucked her into bed. Darla began to cry as she looked up at Mistress Florence and her former Slave Alteisha. "Do you hurt so deeply, Darla?" asked Florence. "I'll call the doctor to come examine you."
"No, Florence, I'm all right. I'm crying because you are so wonderful. Again you saved me, this time at great risk to yourself. Thankfully it was Octavian, and not some other Master who would not be wise enough to recognize that your challenge was just. You saved me when you asked me to give Alteisha to you, so I could dally with another less deserving Slave, who is now gone, I might add. You saved me again, at your home, from savagely hurting someone I love, our darling Slave Alteisha. And tonight, you saved me from the richly deserved wrath of the Grand Master, for my detestable behavior at your house. Thank you, Florence. I shall never forget it. Can either of you ever forgive me?" Darla said truthfully, as her tears continued to flow.
"Of course, Darla. I forgive you," Florence told her with a tear in her own eye.
"I forgive you, Mistress Darla," Alteisha said as she broke into tears, embraced and kissed her former Mistress profusely.
Florence felt a great happiness in her heart. How wonderful this evening turned out. She sat on the bed and took Mistress Darla's hand in her own. "Alteisha, why don't you go into Mistress Darla's bathroom and shower while I sit with her. When you are dry, come out and help Mistress Darla through the night." Darla's eyes filled with tears again and Alteisha quickly moved to the bathroom to shower. When she finished she returned to the bedroom to see Florence still holding Darla's hand.
Mistress Florence smiled at Alteisha, stood up and held open the bedcovers so Alteisha could slip her naked body next to Mistress Darla. "I'll see you both for breakfast," she kissed them both and left closing the door behind her. Before the door fully closed, Alteisha had taken one of Mistress Darla's nipples in her mouth and with her hand, was fingering her former Mistress's cunt and clit. Mistress Florence felt good about how things had worked out and she was lighthearted as she knocked softly on Octavian's door, then without waiting for an answer, she entered.
The End
Epilogue
The summer at Castleton passed, with the Novices successfully completing their training and their individual ordeals. Octavian spent a great deal of his remaining time in the United States, with Florence. He visited and spent several weeks her at her home, where they vacationed, interacted and engaged in many mutual domination sessions. They returned to Castleton together on the Labor Day weekend, to watch the last two Ordeals in which Gordon and Maureen were the 'stars'.
Octavian, following the session with Florence, Darla and Alteisha, had elevated Alteisha to the position of Mistress in spite of her protests, which she quickly set aside. The Selection Committee, appointed by Octavian, included Mistress Darla, who was instrumental in nominating and electing Mistress Florence as the Order's first Grand Mistress. Florence graciously accepted the Order's leadership to the applause and gratitude of all of the Members.
Mistress Darla selected Maureen as her new Slave. Mistress Alteisha selected Gordon as the Slave to serve her every need. As Grand Mistress, Florence moved to take permanent residence at Castleton, hence she gave her home to Alteisha. Florence continued to employ Gordon as her financial manager. Darla and Maureen stayed at Castleton with their Grand Mistress, who assumed the chambers previously occupied by Octavian.
Grand Mistress Florence welcomed Mistress Alteisha and her Slave Gordon often, as visitors to Castleton where she, Alteisha, Gordon, Darla and Maureen held many joint corrective and discipline sessions. Robert sometimes joined them. The other Members sometimes affectionately called the six of them 'The Entourage'. From time to time, Octavian would spend weekends at Castleton, when his business travels brought him to the United States. Those weekends were the most memorable for Grand Mistress Florence and her entourage.
Life was good for all of these Members of the Order of the Marquis. Each of them found happiness in the life they chose, which combined the pleasures and pain that the lifestyle offered, in a way that only the Members of the Order could fully understand. Perhaps at some future date the Grand Mistress will allow other tales of life in the Order to be told to those that so need to know them. But alas, those are other tales.
Note; This Chapter concludes the Castleton Series of Stories. Perhaps we shall revisit Castleton at some future date. Please send comments to lacyp40@hotmail.com.
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