Mistress Charn

Author: Miss Coochie Couture

Chapter 1 - Introduction

Lucy was the kind of girl for whom the word "flaky" was invented. Not ditzy, not stupid, in fact she was relatively intelligent, but her mind ran at times as if it had consumed far too many red bulls.

Like most things in her life, her style could be described as eclectic, as could her musical tastes, the movies she liked, the books she read, and more so than ever, the friends she kept.

Her friendship group was not really a group at all. They were a series of singular friendships she had collected over the years and they had never actually all met each other or likely would. She was many things to many people, kind, caring, but also quite closed off too. An introverts introvert.

To her friends, it would have amazed them completely to learn that Lucy was also a little kinky too...

So it was one winters evening that Lucy found herself browsing through some predominantly fetid fetish social site and having clicked, skimmed and deleted the seemingly endless messages from men, offering everything from hEy WaNna WatCh mE Cum requests to a guy offering a trantric wank "whatever the fuck that is" she had thought, that she slipped back on to the profile she regularly found herself drawn to each evening.

She had been looking at the profile for a number of months now, had never made a comment, or even sent a follow request. She would mostly browse for their most recent pictures, or if there was nothing new, she would go back through the gallery and each time she would notice something different, another detail that would draw her in closer to the screen, adjusting her glasses as she scrunched her nose to try and get just a little more focus on something in the background, some piece of equipment, or the eyes of the person to whom she had become quietly obsessed with. By now she had liked every picture, read every comment or post, but although she was constantly mesmerised, she could never bring herself to reach out, to say a nervy hello or to even let the object of her desire know that she existed.

She often fell like she was back at school, trying not to stare at her latest crush, but failing miserably and then clumsily spilling her drink down her chin, or dropping crumbs or food down her jumper.

She continue to click through the pictures and noticed yet another private message drop in to her mailbox, thinking it was another message from tantric wanker she sighed as she clicked on the icon, she suddenly became very breathless as she read the name of who it was from. Blinking, she refocused her eyes again, next to the name, in the subject were the words "Hello sweetling"

Clicking in to the message she read on...

"Good evening sweetling,

Every day I notice you liking my pictures and posts and yet, you have never commented or formally followed me. Now either you are one of those pathetic types who like to stare at the unattainable whilst masturbating themselves, Or, you are one of those shy types, who dream of what it would be like to kneel at me feet, naked, and ready to willingly submit yourself to my will, but are too scared to bring themselves forward and to commit to an experience which I can assure you, is very real and will bring you to places you have only ever dreamed of.

Now, sweetling, which one of those are you?

Ms Charn.

She read it through again, and soon after a third and a fourth time. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" she said out loud, "fuuuuck"

Flexing her fingers, and rolling her head, she returned clicked Reply and turned her fingers to the keyboard "Good evening Ms Charn....", and then instantly deleted it.

"fuck, stop being a pussy"

Her hand hovered over the keyboard again, taking a deep breath, exhaling she began to type...

"Good evening Mistress Charn,

I would like to assure you that I am very much not one of those you describe who just stare and masturbate. I have always found your beauty to be mesmerising, almost otherworldly. However, it was never my intention to cause offence Ms Charn.

I guess I am a shy girl, I have played a little with past girlfriends but I've never actually served a real Mistress such as you. It's not that I haven't wanted to, but I'm just not very, yes I am shy, and I would say nervous too.

I apologise if I have caused you any offence Ms Charn and if you wish I will try and restrain my adoration and numbers of times I like your pics.

Once again, I am sorry if I have done anything wrong.

Yours Lucy.x"

Send

She exhaled

"Fuck, why did I write "yours" and what the ruck did I say that for, ahhhh I'm such a dick"

She waited, hit refresh, waited, hit refresh again........and nothing.

Confused and wondering if she had said something wrong, she shut down her laptop and heading to the bathroom, had a quick pee, washed her hands, brushed her teeth, and then stripping as she stumbled towards the bedroom, fell in and pulled the cover over herself, drifting off to sleep.

Waking from a restless night, she rolled over and turned off the alarm, well before it was due. Sliding open the bedside drawer she thimbles around until she found her small buzzy friend, and making herself comfortable, still on her side, she s positioned the vibe between her legs and turned it on to the first setting, she jolted at first as the coldness of the silicone and the sudden vibration hit her clitoris. Tightening her grip, she moaned as her hands slid up over her stomach, under her breasts and finding her nipples she slowly ran the back of her index finger over the tip of them before gripping each breast hard and squeezing, the pain caused her to feel the first wave of pleasure and her thighs instantly gripped the vibrator harder.

Laying on to her back she released one breast and with the other hand took a hold of the vibrator and pushed it hard against her pussy. Her back ached as she sucked in her bottom lip and began to convulse, pushing the tip of the vibe hard against her pelvic bone she swore as she began to cum, her juices running between her legs as she writhed in ecstasy as she came once more, then again, and again.

Exhausted she dropped the vibe over the side of the bed as it hit the floor it continued to vibrate but she laid there, juddering, her legs tightening and her back arching as she came again "fu-u-u-ck" After around ten minutes finally she felt like she could at least muster up enough energy to make it to the bathroom to shower.

Returning to the bathroom, she pulled a clean pair of pants from the drawer, grabbed a bra and slid on one of her well worn t-shirts.

She opened up her laptop, awakening it from its sleep, she went through her usual routine, opening up her email and skimming through her social media. Once she had finished flicking through the usual shite that her distant relatives and past colleagues had posted she nervously opened up her favourites and clicked on the icon which took her straight to the fetish social site where she breathing a sigh of relief saw that she had at least two notifications in her mailbox.

Sure enough she had received a message from some random but obviously fake dominant from somewhere equally as random telling her to follow the web link to some site where she could talk to her and submit. "Yeah like fuck I will, goddess catfish or whatever you say your name is"

The message she really wanted to read sat there, waiting.

"Good morning sweetling,

I find myself slightly intrigued by your honesty. Tell me what are you waiting for? What do you need to bring you to my door?

If you are waiting for an invitation I am afraid that's not how things work my dear. If you wish to submit, you must first tell me why you believe yourself to be worthy. I don't want the usual fawning rubbish that you have mostly read in those stories which have been written by somebody who hasn't remotely the first idea of what it really feels like to kneel before a powerful Woman. I want to hear the truth. What brings you to my profile each night, what you think about as you see me dressed in my most decadent leathers, or my oh so slender encased latex body. I want to know what's so interesting about you that I should allow you to present at the door to my dungeon.

I want to know what you desire, what you need, and most importantly, what you can bring to my enjoyment and pleasure.

I expect a response by today's end, otherwise you can stay in your fantasy world and forever wonder what could have been.

Mistress Charn."

"OH MY GOD..." she thought, she considered responding straight away, but had absolutely no idea what to write, or the words to use, or in fact if she even could. She could feel her heart pounding and although she would be too embarrassed to admit it to anyone, her pants were once again wet.

She knew she needed a clear head if she was going to respond and the only way that was going to happen was fresh coffee and a fresh pair of pants.

Changing and pulling on a pair of jeans, she sat down and finished her coffee, it was as she went to open the page again that she noticed her phone flashing, indicating an incoming call. Turning it over she instantly felt a pant of guilt, "shit, completely forgot about Eden"

Eden had been a friend for around a year. They had met via an evening class she had taken which was an advanced course sociology and ethics. She had found him fascinating. Slightly older than her, but he had experienced so much more than her. They had continued to meet regularly for coffee and as they had got to talk more, the topics of conversation had moved on from sociology, communism, love and she had found his openness and fragility intoxicating. She was, and always had been, only ever sexually attracted to other women, but in Eden she found their friendship was based purely along platonic lines. Having only encountered men who appeared to interested in only one thing, she found it refreshing to have a male friend who she could talk to and provide with an opportunity to discover things from a completely different perspective.

She picked up the phone and not accept, before Eden could even speak Lucy spluttered "Fuck, so sorry Eden, I slept in, are you still there? I'll be there in 20 minutes, shit so sorry, yes a lemon muffin sounds amazing, cool, yeah ok, cool, yep be there as soon as a I can"

Throwing on her ankle boots, grabbing her coat, her purse and her phone she ran out the door and left the apartment ent, closing and locking the door behind her,

After apologising for around a thousand times, she had sat down, picked through her lemon muffin and had spent around an hour talking about a whole range of subjects, and although she had really enjoyed the catch up, she couldn't stop thinking about how she would respond. She felt like it was probably about time she took that first step and she had certainly fantasised about it plenty of times before,. So it was after Eden had returned to the nook they were sat in that she blurted out " hey Eden, you're a man of the world, have you ever seen a Mistress before?"

Sitting down, Eden smiled, and said "and what in the world would make you want to ask that?" He chuckled and as I shuffled nervously "oh I don't know, just a question. I've kind of, erm, been thinking about maybe, so I just thought if you had ever, but it's ok, you don't have to tell me, I er, so tell me what else have you got going on right now"

Over the course of the next hour, and two more coffees Eden had proceeded to tell Lucy of his experiences, which as it turned out, were actually quite extensive. Lucy had relayed her own thoughts and worries and eventually about the message she had received from Mistress Charn.

Feeling a little more relieved, and definitely far more certain about what she wanted to do, she returned to her apartment and sitting down, awakened her laptop and commenced writing her response,

"Dear Mistress Charn,

Thank you for your response and I hope to be able to answer you as honestly as possible.

I have long felt that I have been drawn to powerful women such as you, ever since my first crush on my high school principle who was both stunningly beautiful, but had an air of authority which only the most foolish would challenge, but she also had a nurturing side to her.

That's not to say that I am looking to role play as some naughty school girl, just that I find strong powerful women to be my idea of what I am drawn to. Later there were characters in movies which I found incredibly alluring and I would always been drawn to the evil witch or cruel goddess or the femme fatale and my mind would wonder what it would be like in reality to be one of their servants or slaves. Unfortunately in most cases they would not last to the end credits, but just for once I wondered what life would have been like of they had just won once.

As I reached adulthood I found I was increasingly seeking out this personality type in my girlfriends and partners. I even had one girlfriend who had similar interests and would occasionally tie, tease and spank me. But she also wanted me to do the same for her but that made me uncomfortable and I could never get in to it myself.

I realised then that I could only ever find the real experience I wanted by serving a true dominant.

It's true I have imagined what it would be like to serve you. I've followed you for a very long time, but a I never felt that I was either ready or worthy of presenting myself before you.

I desire to serve you Mistress Charn more than ever, there is so much that I wish to experience, your whip, your cane, the touch of your leather gloved hand on my bare flesh. The taste of the sole of your boot, the feel of your heel on my back, the sound of your laugh as I quiver before you.

I wish to serve you Mistress Charn, and I willingly seek to present myself and kneel before you, ready to submit to your will and I offer myself for your pleasure and your pleasure alone.

Hopefully yours

l.

0412 345 6789"

With little hesitancy this time, Lucy hit send. Whatever happened next, would no longer be in her hands. She waited.

An hour later, just as she was sat eating a slice of last nights pizza, the laptop balanced precariously on the arm of the battered sofa, she hit refresh and put the pizza to her mouth. She had been hitting refresh every 30 or so seconds and had almost given up hope of getting any type of response this evening, but still lived in hope and hitting refresh had kind of become a habit and she scared of missing any response she may receive.

So when she finally did get a response it took her by surprise and she managed to drop the pizza and almost screamed as the hot cheese hit her bare chest and nestled atop her bra. "Shit, shit, shit"

Quickly grabbing the pizza and slinging it on the table, she took the laptop, wiped away the food on her lips and chin with back of her hand, she opened up the message.

"Good evening sweetling,

This is what you will do. Tomorrow at 10am you will send me a text to this number, 079 876 5432, this is to confirm that you still wish to attend me. If you fail to send me a text informing me of your intentions you will not receive another opportunity. I will reply with further instructions, but you should expect to keep the remainder of the day free.

Until tomorrow.

Mistress Charn"

Lucy quickly responded,

"Thank you Mistress a Charn,

I understand and thank you.

Until tomorrow

Yours

sweetling."

Lucy put the laptop down on the cushion beside her, threw her head back, and stamping her feet excitedly let out a long deep breath and with a smile rapidly growing on her face, screamed "fuuuuuuuuuuck"

The next morning Lucy awoke early. She resisted the urge to bring herself off, no matter how tempted she had felt. Jumping out of bed, she quickly headed to the kitchen, filled the kettle and turned it on, and headed towards the bathroom. It had just gone 7am, and even by her standards, that was far too early for a Sunday morning.

Once out of the shower, having washed herself throughly, she sat down and drank her coffee. Flicking through the apps on her phone she clicked in to her app and selecting a playlist, scrolled through to her favourite song and hit play.

For the next two hours she tried on around 25:different outfits. In all her eagerness to reply, she had forgot to ask any questions. As the time ticked towards 10 o'clock, she decided to put two options to one side and if she got the chance, she would ask when she sent the confirmation text.

At exactly 9:59 clutching the phone in her hand, her heart pounding, she began texting "hello Ms Charn, I still wish to attend today if you still wish.lucy " and hit send. A second later the phone started to ring. This caught her by surprise as she had completely forgotten that she would at some stage actually have to speak, and as she slid to accept the call, her throat quickly drying, she nervously said "hello, Lucy speaking"

"Hello my sweetling, I am so glad you have held it together so far" her voice sounded melodic and playful "I think we are going to have a lot of fun today. Ok now listen carefully, there is a coffee shop on the corner of St Jame's Square. You will meet me inside there in one hour. Unless something drastic happens I expect to see you there. When you get there you are to find a small table somewhere near the back. You will order me a macchiato and whatever you wish to have yourself. I would suggest you keep to water, sparkling is fine, nothing annoys me more than a dehydrated slave. You will sit quietly and the moment you see me enter you are to lower your head and place the palms of your hands on your knees, facing upwards. This will both ensure that I can identify you, and that you can follow instructions now matter how silly you may feel, is that understood."

"Yes Mistress Charn, I understand, I do have one question if I m......"

She was cut off as Mistress Charn cut in "if you are going to ask me what I want you to wear, I want you to wear whatever you feel comfortable in. My preference is a skirt and a top but other than that I will leave it up to you. Ok you have 55 minutes so I would get a move on if a I were you" and the call abruptly ended.

Lucy jumped up quickly, this would be a challenge and she began to feel that she was going to disappoint Mistress Charn before they even got to meet. However, she quickly pulled on a fairly short black skater skirt and pulled on the little black sweater she had selected earlier, sliding on her ankle boots, grabbing the keys to her car, phone, purse and bag. She headed out the door,

Thankfully she knew exactly where she had to go and it being Sunday, the drive would be relatively quiet. Finding a parking space she stepped out of the car a little after half past, and following a short walk across the square she entered the coffee shop and after a little wait, gave the barista her order.

With just a couple of minutes to spare she found a table near the back, quickly moved the dirty cups left by the previous people who had just left, she sat down and looked towards the door.

At dead on 11 the door opened and in walked a very talk dark haired woman. Lucy, as commanded quickly bowed her head, and wiping her sweaty palms on her skirt, she placed them on to the table palms up.

She felt the movement, but didn't dare look up. Mistress took her seat, and picking up her cup, took a slow drink of her still warm macchiato, maintaining a watchful eye on Lucy all the while.

For what seemed like ages to Lucy, but was barely a minute, Mistress Charn placed her cup back down on to the table, and reaching across to Lucy's outstretched hands, placed her own on top of them.

"I see you are nervous sweetling. You may look at me"

Lucy lifted her head, and was met with the real life version of who she been obsessing over for so long. Her eyes began to well up, not through sadness but happiness. She took in Mistress Charn's smiling face and breathed deeply.

Chapter 2 - Lucy's Journey Continues

Mistress, walked out through the coffee shop, and out on to the street, she never turned once to look back, she didn't need to, she already knew that Lucy, would not be too far behind her. She knew she had her right where she wanted, and Lucy herself knew that she had finally found what she had been looking for.

As Lucy got to the car, still a little dazed and feeling some of the piss dripping down the back of her neck from the panties tied in to her hair, she went to reach down for the handle for the back door.

"No, you'll sit next to me, do I look like a fucking Uber driver."

It was said with a smile, but it helped to wake Lucy up, and sliding in to the front seat she quietly apologised to Mistress Charn.

Mistress Charn pulled her seat belt across her chest and clipped it in beside her, as she did so, she reached her other hand across and gently stroked Lucy's cheek "put you seatbelt on sweetie, there's a good girl."

Lucy felt a warmth fill her cheeks and she quickly grabbed her seat belt and clipped it in to place. She hesitated at first before speaking, unsure of what the protocol was.

"Erm, so Mistress Charn.."

"You may call me Mistress" quickly interrupted.

"Sorry, yes Mistress. Mistress, so where are we going?" It had struck her that she was sitting in a car with a relative stranger, a stranger she had met off the internet. She wondered what her friends would be thinking. Then wondered if she had made the right decision. She turned to Mistress Charn and just as she was about to say she wasn't sure if she should be doing this, Mistress Charn spoke.

"You're having second thoughts now aren't you? That's ok, I've been in your position before. When I first started in this lifestyle I took risks too. Some played out badly, some played out very well. So it doesn't surprise me you are feeling nervous. We, are heading to my house. If you would like to text a friend and give them my address that's fine, and probably quite sensible too. There are some business cards in the glove box. Take one out, take a pic of it and then send it to one of your friends. Tell them if you don't call by midnight to send help."

Lucy opened the glove box, and sure enough there were a number of black embossed cards with gold lettering. They felt nice to the touch, and taking out her phone, she took a picture and scrolled through her numbers until she got to Eden. She typed in the message, almost word for word to what Mistress Charn had just dictated, and hit send.

She went to put her phone away when Mistress Charn, reached across and placed her hand on to Lucy's.

"No don't put it away, do you have Spotify? If so feel free to Bluetooth to the system and lets listen to what gets your heart pumping. Impress me, you obviously have fabulous taste in Dominants, but let's see what makes your feet tap."

Lucy, did as commanded and quickly connected to the car system. Her next thought was "fuck, what the hell do I pick?"

Lucy had a very eclectic taste in music, but even she thought her choices could be a little suspect at times.

"Anytime you like, but make it soon please" piped in Mistress Charn.

Lucy selected a playlist called "Once Upon a Midnight Dreary" and seeing the name of the playlist flash up on the in car entertainment screen, Mistress Charn smiled.

"Well I like the title, I hope it lives up to its name, otherwise, something else will be coming a tap tap tapping."

The first few chords of the song kicked in and Mistress Charn, smiled and started to tap her fingers on the steering wheel.

"Ok my little sweet Lenore, is that what I should call you now? My sweet Lenore? Or shall we stick with Lucy the goth?"

Lucy began to blush, she had never been teased for her penchant for the dramatic, and particularly never teased for liking Poe.

"Ok my little sweet Lucy" spoke Mistress Charn, "I want you to make your self comfortable, close your eyes and then I want you to open you legs and stroke yourself. You are not to cum, but I want you to be close by the time we get to my home."

Lucy, did as commanded, she knew this was another test and as instructed, she settled back in to seat, and pushing her hips forward a little, closed her eyes and started to slide her fingers down between her legs. She was already wet, and could feel the heat as her fingers slid between her swollen labia.

Her fingers were slow at first, and with the movement of the car as it drove on through the city streets, and the music in her ears, her fingers started to slide up towards her clit. She touched it lightly and almost fucking came, she went to move her hand away, but Mistress Charn quickly grabbed her wrist.

"It's ok, just take it slow, and when you feel you are getting close, push into your clit hard, you will think you are going to cum, but it will shake out through your hips and your thighs. Control your breathing and you will control the urge to cum."

Mistress Charn pushed Lucy's hand back between her legs and slowly releasing her grip, returned it to the steering wheel, leaving Lucy's to return to fingering her clit.

Lucy began to again stroke herself lightly, she concentrated on her breathing and the music started to drift off in to the background, after a few seconds all that she could hear now was the sound of her breath.

She began to circle her fingers around her swollen clit, soon enough she began to feel the waves taking over her and again fearing that she would come she did as instructed, pressing her fingers hard against her clit. Her back arched, and she worried that this was some viscous trick in order to trap her in to instant punishment, she breathed in deep and just at the top of her intake, she felt the waves pass through her cunt and along the tops of her legs, causing them to shake, but as she breathed out the wave ebbed away, breathless, she began to mover her fingers again slow at first and then a little harder until she again felt an orgasm beginning to build up.

Each time she felt like she was going to explode, she breathed in deeply,, pushed hard against her clit, and felt the wave again pass through, exhaling and then starting again.

Soon she started to feel the muscles in her thighs begin to burn and she wondered if she would ever be able to stand once they arrived at Mistress Charn's home, or i fact how much longer that would be.

However, again she closed her eyes and returned to the cycle of, stroke, press, breath, stroke, press breath.

Mistress Charn, having pulled in to her gated drive way and brought her car to a halt kept the engine running a little longer. She turned to watch Lucy and was already feeling impressed with Lucy's ability to follow instructions, her eagerness to learn and she watched, she noticed a bead of sweat on Lucy's brow and followed it as it ran down across cheeks and continued its journey over her soft and pouty lips and dripped down on to her sweater.

She watched intently as Lucy rhythmically stroked herself, watched her chest expand as she breathed in, followed by the tensing of her arm, the shaking of her legs, and then the big breath out. She thought back to when she too had learnt this lesson as an apprentice Mistress many years before. She wondered if Lucy realised how lucky Lucy was to have found a Professional Dominant who also likes to play with other women, to take them in to her life, and the odd few who had, over the years, been allowed to share her home and therefore her bed with her. Those few lucky girls who come to know Mistress Charn intimately, not only as their Mistress, but as a friend, a lover, a confidante. Had enjoyed not only the sting of her single tail, but also the lighter side of a lonely, tender woman.

Lucy was oblivious, lost in the music and constant waves of pleasure and self control, learning to deny herself of what she so desperately needed to, but was outmatched by her need to obey which was proving to be of far greater need.

It was the momentary silence that brought Lucy back in to reality as she realised the car had not only stopped, but the engine had been turned off and the music had stopped. She began to feel embarrassed again.

Mistress Charn leant across and gave her a small peck on the cheek.

"Good girl" spoke Mistress Charn, "ok remove your boots and follow me in to the house"

Lucy, slipped off her leather ankle boots and leaving them in the footwell shook her head, a little confused as to why she needed to remove them now, and it was only as she stepped out of the car, and on to the hard gravel drive that her legs began to buckle and then the searing pain of sharp stone had her wobbling before taking to tip toe the rest of they way, letting out little "ooh" and "ouch"s as she made her way to the open front door.

Mistress Charn, stood in the doorway, laughing as she watched Lucy stumble across the driveway. It was a cruel trick to play, but she wanted to wake Lucy up, and that was a sure fire, but fun way, for that to happen.

As Lucy neared the door, Mistress Charn took a step inside.

"This will be the one and only time that I allow you to walk inside my home. From now on when you enter you will undress, and drop down to your knees and await for me to come and collect you. Is that understood?"

"Yes Mistress" replied Lucy.

Mistress Charn, hesitated for a second, contemplating whether to make Lucy do that now, but then continued to remove her coat and place her car keys and bag over the balustrade at the foot of the stairs.

"Ok, close the door behind you, wipe your feet and follow me".

Lucy did as she was told, and followed Mistress Charn as she made her way up the soft carpeted stairs. The cushion of the carpet was a welcome relief from the gravel drive way and she began to place her feet down normally as she continued up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs Mistress Charn stood waiting. "Ok through there is the bathroom. I want you to go in there and start to draw a bath. I want the water at a temperature you feel comfortable with. There are bath salts in jar at in the cupboard beneath the sink. Take a handful and sprinkle the, in to the running water and along the bath. Then I want you to kneel and wait for me to return. I won't be long."

Lucy walked in to the bathroom. It was a full Victorian style deep bath. It had black and gold claw feet and it sat on equally black stained and polished floor boards. The tiles were white and as she leant across to turn on the gold taps she looked around for the jar of bath salts. She held them up to smell them and taking a deep breath she was drawn in by the musty, spiced sent. She wasn't sure how, but it smelt exotic and surprisingly it reminded her of sex.

She let the little grains spill from her hand in to the length of the bath and then watched the bath fill. Once it reached three quarters deep, she turned the taps off and taking a place in the middle of the floor next to the bath, she knelt down on to the hard wooden floor.

She sat there for what felt like half an hour and she wondered if the bath would be too cold. In reality it had been ten minutes since Mistress Charn had left her at the top of the stairs., but her mind had somehow lost the ability to negotiate time. She could barely remember anything from the journey here and even though she had seen the address on the business card, she had no idea, in reality, how long it had taken them to get there, she suspected that Mistress Charn had driven around a little just to increase the length of time that she had had to edge herself.

Lucy soon heard footsteps walking across the landing and desperate to impress she lowered her head as close to the floor as she could. She felt the presence of her Mistress enter the room and then heard a hand splash in to the water as Mistress Charn checked the temperature.

"Hmmm, I usually like mine warmer but I guess it will be fine. Ok you may stand, but I want your hands on the top of your head."

Lucy stood up and doing as she was told, she placed her hands, linking her fingers tightly, on the top of her head. As she looked ahead Mistress Charn paced around and she couldn't help but notice that Mistress Charn had changed in to a black kimono style silk robe, with what appeared to be black sheer stockings and lace suspender belt. She also believed that Mistress Charn had also changed in to a corset, or chin her because her waist seemed much smaller than earlier.

As Mistress Charn stepped behind her she slid her hands round to the side of Lucy's short black skirt and undoing the button and then sliding down the zip, she let it fall to the floor. Lucy was now completely naked from the waist down. She again felt herself beginning to blush.

Mistress Charn, next ran her fingers along the bottom of Lucy's sweater, from along the sides, to the front and across the bare flesh of Lucy's stomach. The soft touch caused Lucy to giggle a little "Oh a little ticklish there are we? Hmmm that's good to know" teased Mistress Charn as she ran her fingers back along the hem and to the sides. She began to lift the sweater upwards and as she did so, she instructed Lucy to put her arms up straight and to keep them there.

The sweater now removed, Mistress Charn dropped it on the floor and taking both hands, began to run her fingers and her nails down the outside and then inside of Lucy's arms. Again Lucy giggled and squirmed as the sharp nails raked down across her armpits and around across her now fully exposed stomach. Again Lucy twisted and she felt the slightest touch and it caused her stomach muscles to contract.

Unclipping Lucy's bra from the back, Mistress Charn's hands now traced back around the front, teasing with different pressure touches as she went. As her palms reached across Lucy's erect nipples, Lucy's head dropped back and biting her lip, she gave a little moan.

Mistress Charn's thumb and forefinger slid across both nipples and as she started to pinch them harder, Lucy's moan turned in to a groan and as Mistress Charn pinched, she also began to pull them outwards and upwards, causing Lucy to move on to her tip toes,

"You have to understand Lucy, there are times when I will allow you pleasure, but there also times when I will swap that pleasure for pain. This isn't always to punish you, and we will get to those rules later, but when I gift you pain, it is to remind you that this body now belongs to me. It is mine to do with as I please. Is that understood?"

Still on tip toes, Lucy responded "Yes Mistress this body is yours and yours alone."

Mistress Charn slowly released her grip, and as Lucy dropped down on to her feet, Mistress Charn gave her a hard slap across her arse cheek.

"Ok, in to the bath."

As her arms slid back down to her side, she removed the bra which had been hanging loose, on to the floor and then kicked it across to where the rest of her clothes lay.

Still a little stunned and her right arse cheek now stinging, Lucy stepped in to the bath, and knelt down.

"Ok I guess kneeling is fine. I usually lay in the bath, but whatever" laughed Mistress Charn. With that she turned and left the room returning shortly with a sponge and a little wooden, velvet cushioned topped stool and placing it next to the bath sat sideways on. Taking the sponge in her hand, she instructed Lucy to remove her panty hair tie from her hair and to drop it down the side of the bath and as she untied it Lucy flung it next to her sweater, bra and skirt.

Dipping the sponge into the water, she squeezed it a little before running it down Lucy's back and across her shoulders. Lucy shuddered a little as the warm water hit her skin.

"Now as I said, this body belongs to me and as such, whenever it is in my presence I expect it to be clean, and well looked after. I will give you the name of a good beautician who will help you to maintain it to how I like."

Lucy again shook as she felt the warm water trickle along her shoulders and neck and across her breasts. She had never been bathed in this way before, well not since becoming an adult, and she found it strangely comforting. Like somebody was taking pride in their possession. "Is that what I am now? Am I her possession?" thought Lucy as the soft sponge made its way down her arms.

"Ok, hands behind your back" instructed Mistress Charn, as she squirted a drop of liquid soap on to the sponge and began to run it across Lucy's breasts, down over her stomach and then between her legs. "You need to get used to me touching, toying and exploring you Lucy. Shortly we will be moving in to my play room and I want you to be comfortable and relaxed before we go in to there. I will expect complete obedience. However, if there is anything you don't feel comfortable with, you must tell me. A little begging is to be expected, and I can assure you, I expect to hear begging. But if there is something that goes well beyond your comfort zone, you simply need to say, hmmmmmm, let's see, yes you will say "raven" and I will stop immediately and we can take a break. Is that understood?"

"Yes Mistress, I understand Mistress, thank you."

Moving to her feet, Mistress Charn picked up Lucy's clothes, along with the stool and looking down instructed Lucy to wash and condition her hair, "because it really smells like piss now" and once that is done Lucy should then get out of the bath and kneel with her hands palm up, head bowed, and to await her return.

Lucy did as instructed, and as soon as Mistress Charn had left the room she took the opportunity to lay on her back in the bath and to try and mentally prepare for what was coming next.

She was surprised at how easy she had found it to submit to Mistress Charn, and was highly impressed at Mistress Charn not only recognising the name of the playlist as an Edgar Alan Poe quote but had given her a safe word, from the very name of her favourite Poe poem too.

She had never before felt this comfortable in another's presence and began to wonder if she had actually found somebody at last who she could connect with. Who understood her little idiosyncrasies and not only understood them, but also didn't mock her for them.

Stepping out of the bath she looked around for a towel, and not seeing one took it to mean that she would just have to kneel there until Mistress Charn returned.

She again waited, and after a couple of minutes realised that she was starting to feel cold. So she was relieved when she heard the sound of Mistress returning.

"Ok, all clean are we? Good, ok, a little cold? Don't worry about that, I will soon warm you up."

Lucy raised her head and as she did so a few drops of water dripped from her still wet hair and ran down the length of her back and between her arse cheeks, she shivered a little as it ran its length and noticing this Mistress Charn removed a hair elastic from her own wrist, and gripping Lucy's hair from the back, began to wrap the elastic around the hair until it was in a tight pony.

Her neck fully exposed now Mistress Charn next took a thick leather posture colour and placing it around Lucy's neck, ran the buckle over the loop and taking the padlock which she had placed between her teeth, snapped it closed and clicked it in to place.

"Ok my pet, from now on, you will only ever crawl, unless instructed otherwise. Is that understood?"

"yes Mistress I understand" replied Lucy.

"Ok, follow me and try not to drip everywhere."

Lucy crawled after Mistress, back along the landing, past the top of the stairs and towards a room at the far end. Unlocking the door, Mistress entered first and as Lucy entered on her hands and knees, the intensity of the room hit her senses.

The floor was encased in a hard rubber material. The walls were bright white, but the lighting was such that it slowly changed colour, from red, to pink, to purple, to blue, to white to pink. As it changed it lit up the various whips, paddles, floggers and different coloured ropes hanging from the walls. It wasn't a big room, perhaps the size of a normal lounge room, but it was suitably equipped. She would find out much later that this was the beginners room, and behind the other doors of the house there lay many different pieces of furniture and equipment which increased in their intensity and with their own particular theme, from school room, to clinical suite, from hard padded walls, to soft red velvet curtained four poster bed.

For now though, with her head already spinning, she crawled in to the middle of the room to await instructions for what the next part of the journey would bring.

Chapter 3 - Becoming Her Pet

For now though, with her head already spinning, she crawled in to the middle of the room to await instructions for what the next part of the journey would bring.

Kneeling there, Lucy took in her surroundings, her knees were cold against the rubber flooring. She inhaled deeply and smelled, leather, lemon pledge and, she wasn't quite sure, but it kind of reminder of church.

She had her head bowed, but the lights threw shapes across the floor like a ghoulish montage of pain and desire. Occasionally, as Mistress Charn walked around the space, she cast her own shadow, it was no longer a flowing shadow which suggested that she had removed the satin robe. Now she cast a much more refined and shapely yet elongated silhouette.

She listened intently, the rhythm of her own breathing, the movement of Mistress Charn, and the picking up and putting down of various implements.

She jumped a little as two coils of rope were dropped beside her, and then some leather ankle and wrist cuffs. Mistress Charn then started to hum to herself. Lucy wasn't quite sure of the song but she was pretty sure it was a Depeche Mode song.

Suddenly the humming stopped.

"Stand"

Lucy, got up on to her feet. Her head held up straight by the leather posture collar.

"Hold your hands out in front of you" and as Lucy complied Mistress Charn walked around to stand in front of her. Lucy could feel her pulse begin to race. The full extent of Mistress Charn's dress change became apparent. She was still wearing the black sheer stockings, the suspender belt was a six strap and similar to the thong she wore beneath it, was made of soft black leather. Her waist was pulled in tight and again, was made of a soft leather, steel boned and laced tightly. Her breasts were fully exposed and above them were tattoos. One a skull with a crown and on the opposite side was a heart with a nameless band across it. Yet to be filled, not yet sure if it ever would be. Across both shoulders were a chain of flowers, lilies on one side and down her right arm were black roses, a symbol of pain and death, but against her pale white skin it looked beautiful.

Mistress Charn continued to fix the leather cuffs around Lucy's wrists., again taking two padlocks from the nearby stand, and clicked them in to place.

Next she knelt down, and fixed one each to both of Lucy's ankles, again clicking brass padlocks in to place. Taking one of the coils of rope she started to run it through the steel loops of the cuff. She then picked up the second coil and did the same to Lucy's other ankle cuff.

Taking the end of one rope she flicked up a D-ring, which was sunken in to the floor and ran the short length of rope and pulled it tight, causing Lucy to stumble a little as her right leg was pulled towards the D-ring. Doubling the rope back on itself, she tied it and and then standing up and to the other D ring on the opposite side, she kicked it open with her heel, then crouching down she took the other coil of rope, in wrapped it, then flicked it outwards. She took one of the end and again slinked it through the ring in the cuff.

This time before stretching her leg out wide, she stood up and walked over to me of the corners, picked up a stool and putting it down in front of Lucy, "ok, you can rest your hands on there until I get you legs where I want it. Newbies have a tendency to fall flat on their face, and although I quite like a little spilt blood in my room, a broken nose is a little too extreme, even for me, and you have a very pretty face so I would like to keep it that way. So be a good girl and try not to fall over."

Lucy, placed her hands on the stool, and as Mistress Charn pulled on the rope, she felt herself falling forwards and was glad that the stool was there.

Standing back up, Mistress Charn took the opportunity to take another coil of rope and whilst Lucy's hands were still resting on the stool, Mistress Charn, looped it through the cuffs and then instructed Lucy to raise her arms above her head. The rope was passed through a hook connected to a chain, which ran through a pulley and continued through a couple more loops across the ceiling.

Mistress Charn, walked behind and away from Lucy and taking the crank in her hand began to take in the slack. As the crank clicked, clicked, clicked, Lucy's arms began to raise above her head, click, click, click t continued until Lucy started to lift her heels from the floor, but as her ankles were bound they stayed in place, unable to go anywhere.

"Is my pet comfortable?" Mistress Charn asked, even though she knew that it would be pulling on her calf muscles as her heels hovered just millimetres from the floor. As she crossed the room, she picked up the stool and placed it back to the corner of the room where it lived.

Lucy had no choice but to keep her head up and look forwards, her legs were almost but not quite, uncomfortably wide. She could feel that she was wet and as she tried to bring her breathing under control, she jumped as she suddenly felt Mistress Charn's breath on her ear.

"I am going to have so much fun with you my dear Lucy. You see, I've been following you too on you kink account, for probably almost as long as you've been following me." She ran her hands over Lucy's exposed bottom as she spoke, gripping, kneading, and digging her nails in, making Lucy instinctively try to push forwards, but Mistress Charn, sensing this, slide one of her arms around the side and up over her stomach. Pulling her back towards her, Mistress Charn pressed herself into the back of Lucy, causing Lucy to moan.

"I've been wanting to get you here for quite a while. Even getting one of my, well let's call him, an acquaintance. Yes Eden, my acquaintance, he would like that." She laughed.

"Getting him to take the same class as you in order to get close enough for him to find out a little bit more about you."

Lucy, couldn't believe what she was hearing. She thought "that fucker, next time I see..."

Mistress Charn continued, "oh I know it sounds sinister, but actually Eden has a very good sense of character, and as he's been an "acquaintance " of mine, for quite a while, I actually trust his judgement."

"You see, I don't let people get close to me unless I know that I can trust them."

Both her hands had moved up and under Lucy's breasts, cupping them, manipulating them, until Lucy's hardened nipples were between her thumb and forefingers.

"I can trust you can't I Lucy?" She said, squeezing the nipples so hard it cause Lucy to gasp out loud.

"Yes Mistress, yes Mistress you can trust me."

Mistress Charn continued, moving her right hand down and towards Lucy's pussy.

"Mmmmmm you're very wet aren't you my pet?" Her fingers teased as they slid between Lucy's soaking wet lips.

"Do you know how wet I am Lucy, having you here like this? If you are a well behaved pet you may get to find that out for yourself later, but right now, let's see how much you can really take, and how much you really want to be here, and importantly, if you are worthy of being my pet."

Her fingers pushed hard hard against Lucy's clit causing a wave to flow through Lucy's pussy, and down along her outstretched legs, making them shake and pull against the bonds.

Removing her hands, Mistress Charn moved away. Leaving Lucy to return to her set position, the burn in her thighs beginning to return.

Mistress Charn returned and waking around to the front of Lucy, she raised a clover clamp up to Lucy's left breast and giving her nipple a squeeze, position the clamp in to place.

Lucy winced as the pain passed through her breasts. Taking the second clamp, Mistress Charn followed a similar process, and soon Lucy's nipples were clamped in place. The chain between them swung a little and Mistress Charn ran her finger up and under the chain and maintaining eye contact with Lucy's pulled on the chain, causing Lucy to try and push her chest forward, but that just made Mistress Charn to raise the chain higher.

"You remember the word I gave you to tell me if things were too much for you?"

"Yes Mistress"

Pulling the chain slightly higher now, "Do you need to say it now?"

"No Mistress, I'm ok thank you Mistress".

Mistress Charn smiled "Good girl" and letting the chain drop she stepped away.

"Ok you need to stay completely still for this next bit." she said having picked up a small leather relatively firm paddle.

*smack*

The first strike hit Lucy's left arse cheek, quickly followed by a second, a third and a fourth"

As the volley of four struck, Lucy took in a sharp gasp, she had been expecting something, but it still took her by surprise.

A similar volley of four thuds of the paddle hit Lucy's other arse cheek, again causing Lucy to gasp.

Mistress Charn quickly followed with a second set of four on the same cheek, noticing that Lucy's bottom was already starting to pink. She ran her hand over it and felt the beginnings of Lucy's cheek starting to warm too.

Stepping back across, Mistress gave another volley of four, before moving away and returning with a slightly harder and wider paddle.

This time she placed six strikes across Lucy's cheek, quickly followed by another six and then a further six.

Lucy tried to twist but couldn't go anywhere, soon Mistress Charn had moved across and again placed another three sets of six on Lucy's arse cheeks.

Placing the paddle back down on the stand, she returned to her position standing close behind Lucy. She ran her cool hands over Lucy's hot arse cheeks, and felt Lucy push back.

Stepping away Mistress Charn returned with a medium weighted flogger, and began to flay across Lucy's upper back, shoulder and across the backs of her legs, and eventually up on to Lucy's arse.

Lucy's body danced with each strike, like a naked marionette, dancing to Mistress Charn's tune.

Returning seconds later with a slightly heavier flogger, Mistress Charn again began to make Lucy dance. Red marks appearing all above her upper body, shoulder, backs of her legs and across her arse.

Putting the loop of the flogger handle over her hand and on to her wrist she walked around to the front of Lucy. Stepping once again in close, she pushed her left leg in between Lucy's legs, pressing her upper thigh against Lucy's clit, causing her to shake.

As Lucy shook, Mistress Charn, pulled on the clamps until they squeezed themselves free.

Taking a few steps back again, she placed the clamps to one side and took the loop of the flogger handle back over her wrist and flicked it in to her open hand.

"Push your chest out and your head back......no further, put you head back further.....better"

In a flourish she flicked the flogger across Lucy's breasts, running in a figure of eight, she stepped from one leg to another, causing the flogger to dance across Lucy breasts.

She sensed Lucy's breathing quicken, but she kept going. To Lucy's credit she remained still, as each passing of the flogger caused Lucy to moan aloud, tears now forming in the corner of her eyes, she knew that if she moved of flinched, a stray flay could strike her face.

Mistress Charn, continued a little longer and then, with a similar flourish, let it the flogger come to rest with the loop back over her wrist, and then stepped back in close to Lucy, Lucy's head, returned forwards and and as she did a tear ran down each cheek and seeing this Mistress Charn smiled.

Her hands ran round to Lucy's lower back and pulled Lucy's hips in close to her own.

"You are doing well my pet. Tell me how that felt"

Lucy, sucked in a breath which sounded almost like a sob "It feels like my whole body is on fire Mistress"

"Ok, let's keep going."

And with that Mistress Charn walked over to the wall, taking down a quite rigid cane. Again taking a spot behind Lucy, she began to tap the cane lightly at first across Lucy's calf muscle, then up the backs of her legs, and then tapping slight harder across Lucy's, already reddened bottom.

"You are going to take four in order for me to get my positioning correct. Again, try not to move, you do not want me to strike your lower back, so make sure you stay still. Is that understood?"

Fearful of what the cane would feel like, but even more scared of moving Lucy confirmed that she understood.

Lucy inhaled, half expecting to be struck, then exhaled. She inhaled again, expecting the impact, but again nothing came. She wondered if she had done something wrong and was just about to speak, when the first thwack struck, she tried to take in another half breath, but before she could steady herself, three more strikes hit.

Mistress Charn quickly took a step forward, keeping her back leg in place, and ran her hand over Lucy's cheeks. Satisfied of where she had struck she stepped back in to the same position.

"Ok, this time you are to count them, and after each stroke you will thank me and ask for another one. I will keep going until you stop asking. Is that clear.?"

"Yes Mistress." Lucy responded.

*Thwack*

"One, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack*

"Two, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack*

"Three, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack*

"Four, fuck, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack*

"Five, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack*

"Six, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack, Thwack*

"Seven, I mean eight, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack, Thwack*

"Ten, thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack, Thwack*

"Twelve, oh my god..........thank you Mistress" she began to sob "please may I have another?"

*Thwack, Thwack*

"Fourteen, please"

"Please what?"

Lucy, taking a deep breath again,

"Thank you Mistress, please may I have another?"

*Thwack, Thwack*

"Good girl"

................"Thank you, erm, sixteen, Mistress, please....please may I have another?"

*Thwack, Thwack, Thwack"

"Oh fuck, please Mistress, eighteen, I mean nineteen, Mistress, thank you."

She sobbed louder, and sensing that Lucy was done, Mistress Charn placed the cane back down on to the counter and walking in to the left hand side, knelt down, opened the door to a fridge and reaching inside the cool box took out a handful of ice cubes. Placing them in to her mouth, she stepped behind Lucy and removing the ice cubes from her mouth and in to both hands, she ran them across Lucy's deep red, striped cheeks. The cold sensation caused Lucy to try and push forward, but the heat and moisture from Mistress Charn's mouth had ensured that the initial cold burn would ebb away quickly, and Lucy, finding the coldness now more comfortable began to push back.

The heat of her flesh was so hot that the cubes didn't last long, but Mistress Charn continued to stroke them lightly. Her breath on Lucy's similarly hot, but not so reddened shoulders.

" You did well my pet. I've had big men in here who couldn't take that number of strokes and still manage to count them. You're a very clever girl. Would you like to take a rest or shall we go on?"

Despite her thighs, shoulders, breasts, calves and bottom feeling like they were on fire, there was no way she wanted this to end., the fat that her pussy was on fire too was another reason not to stop.

"Please may we go on Mistress?"

Chapter 4 - The Pleasure and Pain Room

Despite her thighs, shoulders, breasts, calves and bottom feeling like they were on fire, there was no way she wanted this to end., the fact that her pussy was on fire too was another reason not to stop.

"Please may we go on Mistress?"

"Very well" spoke Mistress Charn, as she quickly dried her hands.

Moving around the room she untied Lucy from her bonds and as Lucy began to shake the blood back in to her outstretched limbs she noticed that the welts had already begun to rise from her breasts and thighs.

"Down" barked Mistress Charn and Lucy obediently dropped to her hands and knees.

Mistress Charn then led the way out of the room, not caring to check back to see if Lucy was behind her, she didn't need to as she could hear the little whimpers coming from Lucy as her hands and knees scraped across the floor as she made her way along the landing.

Entering another room Mistress Charn stood to one side to let Lucy make her way tentatively in to this new space. The room was dark and foreboding. In the middle of the room, almost dead centre, was an arched box, almost a half-circle. It was made from steel and had a slim padded burgundy leather cushioned surface. At each end, closest to the floor were shackles for either hands or ankles and across the top, evenly spaced, were leather straps. They looked heavy and well used. From the ceiling their hung a range of hooks and slim chains.

"Ok stand up. This my favourite room. Only my very good pets get to visit with me in this room. It's what I like to call my Pleasure and Pain room."

Lucy felt sure that none of the pleasure in this room would be hers.

"This will take some maneuvering to get you in to position so you need to not fight it, Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress" spoke Lucy as Mistress Charn, taking her by the wrist pulled her in to position so that her ankles were backwards against one edge of the arch. Standing in front of Lucy now Mistress Charn took Lucy's wrists in to her hands and gripped them, causing Lucy to wince slightly at the pressure.

"Ok lower your bottom down on to the arch and then shuffle a little so that you can lay back. It's a weird sensation at first, but very necessary to have you in this position for what I have in store for you"

Lucy did as commanded and shortly the room was upside down and all that she could see was a low placed mirror. She watched in the reflection as she saw Mistress Charn move around.

Her ankles were slid into the shackles, quickly followed by her outstretched wrists as they were bound in place above her head and close to the floor.

Her back was pressed against the thin leather padding as the three straps were buckled in to place and tightened.

Her stomach muscles were taut and her upper thighs were again beginning to burn. Her breasts were completely exposed and taking a pair of clamps from a nearby rack Mistress Charn connected them through a hook high above in the ceiling and making sure there was enough length in them, she attached the pincers to Lucy's nipples. Taking in the slack on the chain she pulled it tight so that it stretched her breasts upwards.

Lucy felt excruciating pain and it took her breath. Noticing this Mistress Charn ran her nails over Lucy's stretched abdomen "You have to breathe through this pain Lucy, otherwise it will only get worse".

Lucy didn't know what was coming next but she soon knew what Mistress Charn meant by worse as she felt cold metal against her labia as clamps were added to both lips, not sure if these were going to be strung up to she held her breath, however she was completely unprepared what came next as Mistress Charn removed her grip on the clamps and Lucy instantly realised that these clamps were weighted. Her stomach tensed as gravity played its part in her torment and she let out what would be the first loud screams that this room would experience from Lucy's lips.

Without warning Mistress Charn moved above to where Lucy's head was and turning her back to her, nestled her exposed bottom down on to Lucy's face.

"I find this the most simplest and most pleasurable way to deal with the unnecessary screaming" spoke Mistress Charn as she wriggled her cheeks further apart and she felt Lucy's tongue eagerly enter her asshole.

"Mmmmm you learn quickly my pet" raising herself off of Lucy's face she continued "ok be quiet now there is plenty more of that to come and your tongue is going to be put to very good use today but it's not all about your pleasure you know"

Lucy wasn't sure it was about her pleasure at all but...Lucy next heard a clicking and wasn't quite sure what it was, she tried to look in the low mirror but couldn't see anything at all.

She heard Mistress Charn step closer to her side and Lucy could swear she heard a little giggle which was quickly followed by little drops of hot wax across her abdomen, her muscles tensed again but the sensation continued as Mistress Charn continued to drip hot wax across her abdomen, then would stop for a second to allow Lucy to take a short breath and then the sensation began again.

She felt the little hot drops as they spread across her ribs and then over her breasts, she wriggled slightly but the clamps were securely held in place and she moaned loudly as both hot wax and searing pain filled her breasts.

Mistress Charn moved away and placed the candle to one side. Opening a slim velvet lined drawer she looked through her collection of pin wheels and selecting her two favourites and returned to where Lucy lay.

With pin wheels in both hands she began to trace around where the wax had formed its shape across Lucy's tight stomach and breasts. Lucy wriggled but Mistress Charn continued and wickedly ran the wheels up along Lucy outstretched arms and across her arm pits, Lucy writhed again and moaned loudly.

Walking back down towards Lucy's legs Mistress Charn again ran the wheels across her skin, this time across her thighs and towards Lucy's stretched pussy. Lucy struggled again and the weights shifted slightly causing Lucy to scream again.

"Now now my pet, just breathe through it" she continued.

When she was comfortable with the tiny little red marks the wheels had left and how they had complemented the splash of now hardened wax, she moved away once again and put the wheels down.

Raising her skirt slightly she now straddled across Lucy's face but decided not to squat just yet instead she reached up and gave a few little tugs on the chain holding the clamps on to Lucy's nipples.

Lucy gasped but then felt the pressure intensify even more as Mistress Charn squeezed the clamps a little. Squatting down onto Lucy's face she buried her own pussy and began to ride Lucy's ready tongue. She let it carry on for a minute or so, enjoying the eager tongue on her clit. Reaching out with her hands she began to knead and tease Lucy's breasts, this caused muffled screams from Lucy's mouth but it only caused Mistress Charn to squat down harder.

Torn between allowing Lucy to bring her to orgasms or to keep her waiting Mistress Charn decided to throw caution to the wind and let Lucy bring her off.

Lucy's tongue probed deep as she gasped for air but she was so intoxicated by all the sensations her own body was feeling she kept going.

Soon Mistress Charn could hold on no longer and gripping Lucy's breasts tightly she felt the first wave of an orgasm begin to hit, her pussy gushed as she came again and again.

Fearing she may drown poor Lucy she stood up as a few drips of her cum ran down her legs and on to Lucy's glistening face.

Again reaching up to Lucy's outstretched breasts she teased, nipped and reaching over, and placing her lips over as much breast as she could take in to her mouth, she began to suck, nibble and bite them, causing Lucy to writhe and moan again. Giving them a more gentle kiss Mistress Charn then pinched the clamps again before loosening and removing them. Feeding the chain back through the hook in the ceiling she dropped them to one side.

She walked over to the rack on the wall and taking down a thick heavy flogger she began to dance the leather fronds across Lucy's breasts causing the wax to crack and flake away as Lucy moved to meet them.

Lucy writhed and pausing for a second Mistress Charn carefully removed the pussy clamps, dropping them heavily on to the floor alongside the nipple clamps.

Returning with the flogger she began to flog Lucy's pussy. Causing Lucy to moan and scream again. This time though the moans and screams were from her own pleasure and with all the torment her own pussy had experienced during the day her own orgasm built quickly.

Noticing, Mistress Charn spoke as she continued to flog Lucy's swollen cunt. " mmmm you like this don't you slut? Do you want to cum? I bet you do. Such a slut cumming from having her pussy whipped. Remember to ask me nicely"

"Fuuuuuck" screamed Lucy " please Mistress, please may I, oh fuck, please may I cum Mistress, oh fuuuu..."

As the strokes continued to strike across Lucy's stomach, thighs and pussy Mistress Charn finally relented "You may cum, cum for me bitch, show me how much you need it"

Lucy came so hard she thought her spine would snap. At one stage she didn't think she would ever breath again as wave after wave hit her.

Returning to where Lucy's head lay Mistress again straddled her face and reaching and holding on to Lucy's breasts to steady herself, she began to piss.

Lucy instinctively closed her mouth before she felt the pressure once again return to her breasts and opening her mouth, she began to take in gulps of Mistress Charns hot piss as it drenched her hair and face.

Once the last stream had abated Mistress Charn again dropped her wet pussy down on to Lucy's mouth and Lucy eagerly licked Mistress Charns swollen clitoris.

Mistress Charn began to writhe herself on to Lucy's tongue and piss soaked face and felt the pressure begin to build.

Pushing her pussy hard against Lucy's face she began to cum, letting out her own screams of pleasure as she did so. Wave after wave hit Mistress Charns cunt and she gripped harder on to Lucy's bruised and swollen breasts, causing Lucy to moan and push her tongue deeper.

Almost collapsing Mistress Charn shakily stood up and stepped back a second before squatting down towards Lucy's face and closing her eyes thrust her tongue deep into Lucy's wet mouth.

"Mmmmmmm you are rapidly becoming my favourite Lucy, just one more room to go"

As Mistress moved around the room, picking the chain and clamps from the floor, stepping around Lucy and unstrapping her from the arch she stood towards Lucy's feet and having unshackled her hands and ankles, she reached out and helped Lucy to her feet.

Placing her hands on Lucy's shoulders, she applied a small amount of pressure as she said "down my pet".

Dropping to her knees once again, Lucy followed Mistress Charn towards the door and out in to the hallway, towards what would be the last room she would enter today.

Chapter 5 - The Throne

Placing her hands on Lucy's shoulders, she applied a small amount of pressure as she said "down my pet".

Dropping to her knees once again, Lucy followed Mistress Charn towards the door and out in to the hallway, towards what would be the last room she would enter today.

As Lucy crawled her way in to the room, she could feel every ache in every muscle, her body felt like it was on fire and yet her pussy needed more.

The thick carpet beneath her knees was a welcome reprieve from the hard wood and rubber coated flooring of the previous rooms and the space itself had a gorgeous and intoxication aroma of bergamot and patchouli. Glancing around the room she noticed the room was decorated in black, red and gold with a huge ornate guilt iron framed bed and just to the side in one corner was a similar styled chair which was almost exactly like a throne.

Mistress Charn pointed towards a spot on the floor in front of the "throne" and Lucy shuffled her way towards it and knelt, head bowed. As she took her place Mistress Charn began to remove her latex and as she did the sweat across her whole body glistened in the dim light.

Completely naked now she walked across the room, her toes caressing the thick carpet as she sat down on her throne.

Presenting her foot towards Lucy's bowed head Lucy raised her eyes upwards "kiss them" commanded Mistress Charn. Lucy placed her lips against the soft skin of Mistress Charns toes and immediately savoured the salty taste of her sweat.

As her outstretched foot was worshipped Mistress Charn moved her other foot down towards Lucy's pussy and began, with her big toe, to tease her very wet and very sensitive cunt. Lucy moaned but continued to kiss and now suck on Mistress Charns toes.

I stress Charn then lowered her toes and raising her over leg swapped them over. Lucy, anticipating the command, hastily took in Mistress Charn's toes and instantly felt intoxicated as the taste of her own pussy and sweat mixed with the sweat of Mistress Charn's.

Sensing this, Mistress Charn spread both her legs and reaching forward with both hands and gripping Lucy's hair in her hands, she pulled her open mouth towards her own pussy and began to grind Lucy's tongue across her clit.

"Oh fuck" moaned Mistress Charn, "fuck you are such an eager slut".

"That's it, right there, wrap your tongue, mmm ok deeper, no fucking deeper, that's it" tightening her grip on Lucy's hair she started to fuck her Lucy's tongue with her cunt. "Ohhh fuck" Mistress Charn growled as her back began to arch. Beads of sweat ran down her breasts as she her hands began to cup and squeeze her own nipples and breasts. She felt her stomach tighten and then the first wave hit her, clenching her things tight against Lucy's face Mistress Charn came.

Lucy tried to lean back on to her heels but Mistress Charn was having none of it "oh no my sweet, you are far from fucking done., now get you tongue back to work and get your fingers inside me too."

Lucy did as instructed, sliding her fingers inside Mistresses soaking pussy. She slid two fingers in, palm upwards and curling them hit the spot she was looking for. She dropped her tongue on to Mistress Charns swollen and very sensitive clit.

"Oh my fuuuuuuuck" growled Mistress Charn as she came again.

Taking hold of Lucy's hair again, she pulled Lucy's face up towards her own and pushed her tongue in to Lucy's lips, parting and moaning as her own tongue met Lucy's. Her grip n Lucy's hair softened in to a caress as her hand slowly sank down across her cheeks and not her throat.

Gripping tightly Mistress Charn pulled her tongue and lips away from Lucy's and in a half whisper "fuck, I knew you would be fun to play with but you are just so fucking........" and with that she loosened her grip on Lucy's throat, Lucy gasped for air, but before she could find her composure Mistress Charn pushed her head back down on to her pussy, and Lucy began to grind her tongue deep.

"No, softer this time, I want you to take your time and savour this next orgasm. I want you to learn some self control."

Lucy slowed right down, and began mixing soft kisses, tender flicks of her tongue and circles of Mistress Charn's clit. Every time she felt Mistress Charn getting close, Mistress Charn would move slightly, reposition her self and then let Lucy begin again.

This went of for what felt like an hour but in reality it had been not been twenty minutes, "You need to learn that I control everything, including when I have my orgasms Lucy. I am at the will of no man or woman and my pleasure is my own."

With that she pushed Lucy backwards and as Lucy lay splayed on her back, Mistress Charn shuffled forward and dropped her pussy towards Lucy's mouth and began to grind down on Lucy's face.

Lucy gasped as Mistress Charn's pussy fucked her tongue and soon she felt Mistress Charn's thighs clamp her head tight as she began to climax again, and again, and again.

Mistress Charn moved herself back down so that she was now straddling across Lucy's abdomen and lowering her head down towards Lucy. Lucy raised her own head and as they met their tongues began to dart inside each other's mouth.

Collapsing to one side Mistress Charn rolled on to her back. Both Mistress Charn and Lucy laid looking up at the ceiling, sweat drenched their bodies.

Mistress Charn started to laugh, a tired, exhausted, but please laugh, Lucy joined in to.

I"m fucking ravenous" spoke Mistress Charn, "but first we need a shower. "

With that she stood up and holding her hands outstretched she pulled Lucy to her feet. Keeping hold of her hand she again kissed her, removing the hair from Lucy's face, she kissed her lightly, then turned and led Lucy towards the shower.

Mistress Charn turned the shower on and pulling Lucy in with her took some liquid soap and began to gently wash Lucy. Occasionally Lucy would wince as Mistress Charn's hand touched across her reddened skin, the across her back and breasts now clearly visible.

Turning the shower off, Mistress Charn took Lucy's hand and led her out of the shower and back in to the bedroom, grabbing two bathrobes as they went.

Sliding them on Lucy was surprised to see that there was a meal already placed on to the end, neatly laid out on a silver tray, complete with white cotton napkins.

Once they had finished Mistress Charn instructed Lucy to place the tray on the dresser and as Lucy did this Mistress Charn removed her robe and slid in to bed, pulling back the cover she beckoned Lucy "come here my sweet, you've earned this spot this evening."

Lucy, dropping her own robe beside the bed, slid in to bed beside her Mistress, the dim light and scent of a freshly lit vanilla candle soon saw them both slide off to sleep, exhausted but content.