I Think This Set Up Is Such A Great Idea. Obviously You Need To Get Rid Of The Drinks As Quickly As Possible

Spanks ahoy! What city do you live in? Cheers from Johnny

South of London England

Yes, I love this pic too. The girl on the left is my ideal gf 🫦🤦🏼‍♀️😊

Hello sweetie. I just love the nipple clamp pics. Hard to find shared interest in that kind of pain! 💋

Well, I do love my nipples being tied up or clamped. They change in sensitivity from time to time so what I can put up with changes too💁‍♀️😉

It’s the feeling when it starts getting closer to the sensitive bits…🥴💁‍♀️

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I don’t know why but I get really hot reading this story and would love to be in her place.

(Final? Chapter for @dommeana and @deniedbitch. Two amazing women. Check out their pages, show them some love for being my characters and muses for this series.)

I was so happy. Kristen had just one final training session. I was so wet, thinking about how good she was at being hypnotized now. It was so crazy. It wasn't even like she thought for herself at all anymore, she just anticipated and helped me.

The soft whispers that played in our house day in and day out kept her moving around, doing this, doing that. She was even helping me too. My house is huge, and it was a full time job keeping it clean and preparing it for... something. I guess... maybe? She laid out my clothes for me, she made sure the remote controlled vibrator collection always had at least one charging, one inside me. She kept reminding me of the rules I'd set. I had such a hard time remembering them all now. I trusted her though. She was such a good submissive, helping me everywhere she could.

Seeing my little pet slave mumbling her mantras as I walked through the house... mmmfff... god, she is so sexy. She would come up to me and slide her fingers into my little lace panties, stroking my clit as the buzzing vibrator inside me pulsed and throbbed. Every time I got close, my mind got thick and foggy.

She knew, even without me saying, when I was right on the edge. She just smiled and pulled her hand free, putting her fingers in my mouth so I could clean them. Pretty maid needs to clean. Wash and scrub. When the jobs are done, she can cum. I... I can't think. So hard to think. Soft sexy fog in my head. Always hot, always needy.

Kristen was such a good submissive. She made sure I had everything I needed to do my job. Wet panties. Empty mind. Sexy clothes. Obedient mind. Buzzing vibe, not strong enough to let me cum. Empty mind. Soft voice playing constantly, everywhere. Obedient mind. Spirals and fractals on every screen. Empty mind.

Such a good submissive. I'd been struggling recently, trying to trigger her, but it just seemed like she was always able anticipate my commands. She would sink to her knees, licking and sucking. She would bring me right to that fuzzy, foggy edge and my mind would blank. I would always wake up alone, my pussy throbbing with need. It felt like I hadn't cum in weeks, but when I asked about it, Kristen always replied that I had told her to stop. I hadn't earned it yet. I knew there were still things to clean, so she was right.

I would always show my gratitude then, when she corrected me. Her fingers in my hair as she rode my mouth, screaming her devotion to her Owner. It struck me as odd, since she had always called me Mistress, but her lusty cries of pleasure always washed the worries out of my mind.

There were times when I felt like I just wasn't able to keep up, I was struggling. Something just wasn't right but I couldn't figure it out. I always ended up going to Kristen and asking her for help. She's my submissive. Helping me is what makes her happy.

Thankfully, she is still a perfect little pet for me, and knows exactly what I need. She would bend me over and spank me hard, making me squeal in pain as she asked me over and over where I was failing. Where I was lacking. I would tell her that the house was too big. She replied that she had been able to keep it clean. I could too. She was right. I got more spankings for that.

I told her about cleaning the floors. It was so difficult, wiping up the drooling, dripping arousal that constantly leaked down my legs and onto the floor. I always wound up crawling in circles, wiping up the arousal I'd left on my last circuit, unable to keep myself from leaking even more as I cleaned. Yesterday it got even worse when she said I should be dusting too. She grabbed the lube and slipped the plug on the end of the feather duster into my ass. God, it was so humiliating. She would always giggle and pat my cheek now, knowing the arousal fogged my brain even more. It made my cheeks burn and my aching, greedy pussy flood.

If I could just cum, I know I could do better, but Kristen said I had told her not to let me cum until the whole house was clean. She was such a good girl, helping me remember through the fog.

She would remind me when it was time for her training, then bring me to our computers. She would load the programs. She told me I had asked her to show me, so I could understand what her training felt like. I didn't remember that, but she said it was her place to help me. She said that since I wasn't the target of the training it wouldn't work on me. I had a hard time understanding that, but she just squeezed my tits, and my worries vanished. She was right. I knew that. She was my submissive, and she was such a good girl for helping me understand her new needs.

It was incredible. I got entirely new insights, understanding her drives and desires so much better. I totally understood how good it felt to be Empty and Obedient. I knew how happy she was when following orders. So much easier to just relax and let others think for you.

After the sixth training session, I tried to sit her down and talk to her about her new submissive needs, but she just smiled and kissed me. She told me she understood and was so happy I was trying hard to know her better. She loved being my submissive so much. She admitted it was almost like she could anticipate my every need and desire.

I tried to talk about it, but she smiled and said she wanted to try something. She wanted to see how good a submissive she was at anticipating me. I was floored by her suggestion. She said she thought it would be a good idea to have me wear a ball gag, so I couldn't give her orders. That way, she could see how good she was at anticipating and delivering on my desires.

I was shocked.

It was such an amazing idea!

When the gag slid into place, I shivered with bliss. It felt so right. Not even having to speak to get her to obey. The only downside was it made me drool all over my uniform, my tits and the floor.

It made it impossible to keep the house, myself and my uniforms totally clean. I spent hours that day scrubbing the floors on my hands and knees, my ass stuffed with the plug attachment on the little feather duster, lips pried open, pussy and mouth both dripping onto the floors.

I was always so horny. Sometimes the vibe inside me would pulse and throb even harder for a few seconds, making me quiver and shake. It felt so good, I needed to cum. But every time I tried to stroke my clit, get past that foggy, brain melting Edge, Kristen would come in to the room. She was so good at anticipating my needs. She just seemed to know.

But... the house still wasn't clean. I learned quickly what she liked so much about the sting of the paddle. Even a Mistress has to follow the rules, she'd tell me. I would always flush with shame. She was right. If I couldn't follow my own rules, how could I expect her to?

She would make me lick her boots in apology. I would always flush with shame and arousal, understanding now how the act was so humiliating but fulfilling. Every time though, my mind fogged with lust and happiness as I made my eager little submissive cum over and over. Licking her boots made a mess in her pussy. Pretty maid needs to clean. So I did. It was my rule, she said. She understood if it was hard to remember. So I would lick and clean her wet, dripping pussy, over and over, until it was all clean. Then the gag would go back in and I had to scrub the floor clean of my own arousal again.

Finally, it was time for her seventh and final session. Kristen drove us there. She had to, since I was so distracted by the throbbing need between my legs. She had to handcuff my hands behind me to keep me from playing. The house was still dirty, but Kristen reminded me there would be plenty to clean at His house during our visit.

When we got there, we had a problem. It was too difficult to stand without my hands, given my heels and the plug. We'd taken the duster off the plug for the drive, but she told me it would go back in when we got there. She was so good at helping me. Anyway, my luxury car was so low, I couldn't get out. Kristen had the brilliant idea to collar and leash me, so she could help me out. Since I was gagged, I had to nod and plead with my eyes, knowing she would do anything to help her Mistress.

When that collar clicked closed, it was like a bolt of pleasure electrified my nipples, and the hard points tented my maid costume. She attached the leash, and I moaned in pure lust. God, it felt so good. I sooo believed her now. I understood. It was like a light went on and comprehension flooded my fogged, horny mind. That leash was like a conductor, her hand a power source. Following the hand that held the leash sent blast after blast of arousal and humiliation through me as she led me in, every dripping step of the way.

I was so happy, I was finally able to see why it felt so good for her to submit. She led me in and uncuffed me, and I squealed with joy, seeing the broom, mop and rags sitting out and waiting for me next to his door. I bent over and Kristen threaded the duster back in, giving it a few gentle tugs to make sure it was seated properly. White flashes of hot arousal burned with every tug, and I moaned into the gag, knees shaking as I struggled not to cum.

Kristen smiled, kissed my forehead and sauntered into his room. Her glazed, blank eyes dilated as she saw him sitting in a chair, waiting for her. She sank to her knees and bowed before crawling up to him and laying her head in his lap. He spoke to her, and Kristen stripped down to her lingerie, her blank gaze staring into nothingness before she began to nuzzle her face into his jeans as she undid his belt.

I blinked, smiling. Her training was going so well, I wanted to stay and watch, but I had cleaning to do. It took almost four hours, but I finally finished. I was so happy! I put the cleaning supplies away, nearly cumming when I removed the plug. I went down the hallway to his door, delighted that I could tell Kristen about how I'd finally managed to clean a whole house, top to bottom. The door was closed, and I peeked inside.

I saw him sitting in his chair, and he waved me inside.

"This is the final session, and I thought you might want to see all the progress I've made."

I was ecstatic, and slipped into the room. Kristen knelt on the floor, eyes glassy and dazed, shivering as the buzzing sound of the vibrator reached my ears. It was buried deep inside her, held in place by her panties.

I sat on the couch, and watched. He leaned over her and spoke.

"Do you want to be a Good Girl?"

I knew she did, so I nodded along with her.

"Do you want to stay Empty and Obedient forever?"

God, yes she did. I nodded my encouragement to him.

"Do you want to exist to give Pleasure and Comfort?"

I nodded rapidly, sending my hair flying. She wanted that so much, I could feel it.

"Then all you need to do is drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop over and over. Every breath in pulling in Obedience and Submission. Every breath out carries Free Will and Thought with it. In... and out... In... and out... Dropping deeper. Falling further into my gentle voice. Dropping, dropping dropping. Breathing in... and out... In... and out... In... and out... Drop. Drop. Drop. Until you are totally Empty and Obedient. Empty and Obedient. Totally submissive. Completely controlled. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. So easy. So weightless. No worries, no stress. Just Obedience and Emptiness. Breathing in... and out... in... and out..."

I could almost feel it. The soft, Empty Obedience washing over her Helpless, Submissive mind. It was so easy to focus on his voice. I'd been hearing it for weeks, and it was so Calming. So Relaxing. I loved listening to his Voice so much.

"Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop over and over. Every breath in pulling in Obedience and Submission. Every breath out carries Free Will and Thought with it. In... and out... In... and out... Dropping deeper. Falling further into my gentle voice. Dropping, dropping dropping. Breathing in... and out... In... and out... In... and out... Drop. Drop. Drop. Until you are totally Empty and Obedient. Empty and Obedient. Totally submissive. Completely controlled. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. So easy. So weightless. No worries, no stress. Just Obedience and Emptiness. Breathing in... and out... in... and out..."

I could almost feel the world fall away. Like nothing mattered but his Voice. His desires. It was so easy to just listen. I could have ignored him if I wanted to, but it just felt so good to listen to the sound of his Voice. I knew now why Kristen loved it so much. He made it so easy. So comforting to be Empty and Obedient.

"Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop over and over. Every breath in pulling in Obedience and Submission. Every breath out carries Free Will and Thought with it. In... and out... In... and out... Dropping deeper. Falling further into my gentle voice. Dropping, dropping dropping. Breathing in... and out... In... and out... In... and out... Drop. Drop. Drop. Until you are totally Empty and Obedient. Empty and Obedient. Totally submissive. Completely controlled. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. So easy. So weightless. No worries, no stress. Just Obedience and Emptiness. Breathing in... and out... in... and out... Good Girls..."

I must have dozed off, because I woke to the sound of him snapping his fingers. Immediately, I felt the burning arousal return, the aching fire needing release. I squirmed, desperate to cum. Needing to cum. But I had to tell Kristen so she would know I hadn't broken the rules.

Kirsten smiled up at me, the blush on her face betraying her own arousal. We jumped up and rushed forward, wrapping each other in a warm embrace. Her kisses made the fire burn hotter, and she looked over at Him, as if asking permission to break from her training. I looked too, asking with my eyes, if it would hurt her training to take a break. He simply smiled and nodded, giving his blessing before taking a sip of his brandy.

I looked back at Kristen and showed her how happy I was that she was finally broken. How delighted I was for her that she was and would always be an Empty and Obedient pet. She made me kneel and show him how good I was at cleaning her messes with my tongue. How good of a maid I'd become. How happy I was when she helped me follow the rules. We showed him how happy we both were that he was so good at breaking a woman's will.

When I tried to tell her I had cleaned the whole house, Kristen reminded me that I still hadn't cleaned the room we were in.

She was so right!

I flushed with shame, and begged forgiveness. Kristen told me that since it was His house, he needed to punish my oversight. My foggy, dazed mind flashed with white hot pain as his hand cracked against my ass, over and over and over again, leaving me a dripping, squirming, needy mess. Since I hadn't cleaned everything, she said, I would get no reward. However, she deserved one for being an Empty and Obedient Good Girl. She was right again. He led her to the bed, and bent her over, pulling her panties aside and sliding deep into her pussy. She came immediately, his long, forceful thrusts shaking the bed as she squealed and moaned. I slid next to her, reaching up and squeezing her tits, emptying her mind. He smiled down at me in approval and I shivered with pleasure.

Kristen was screaming her way through her sixth orgasm when he groaned, teeth scraping her neck as she shuddered, flooding her body with his cum. They collapsed on the bed, both of them shaking with the powerful aftershocks.

Her juices coated his cock and his cum dripped from her overstimulated pussy. I smiled, knowing what I had to do now. I slid a pillow under her hips to keep the mess from dripping while I turned to him. His fingers slid into my hair as my mouth engulfed his cock. I moaned with lust fogged bliss as their combined flavors danced on my tongue. It took me a while to fully clean him, then I switched and got to work licking the still warm cum from Kristen's body.

By the time I finished, the sight of us, plus the stimulation he'd gotten from my warm, soft, wet mouth had him hard as steel again. He rolled onto Kristen, making her burst out laughing as he growled in her ear. My hands guided him back into her as she began to moan anew.

I sat back and watched. Waiting for them to need me again. I was so happy being the Mistress to my little Submissive pet. We were both Good Girls...

Kristen was clawing at his back, her legs locked behind him to keep him inside her. He looked up and said Kristen had told him an idea she had. He would move into my house so he could ensure her training never faded, helping me keep her Empty and Obedient. Plus, I still had to hold up my end of the deal and let him try to hypnotize me too. I was shocked and delighted. I knew right then that he belonged there. His pretty Kristen Kitty and Ana Maid would help him fit right in to the house. And we would welcome him with mouths... and pussies... and between tits... and in the bed... on the table... over the couch... and...

Wow, this looks like great fun. Move too much and the wax will drip on your nipples…. Wonder if there is a vibe to encourage a bit of wriggling too….?

Nice Pierced Nippels 😘😘😘

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These are so cruel but really good training for subs 💁‍♀️🫦☹️

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Doing it to yourself is never half so nice as someone doing it to you- unless they are telling you to do it and you have to look in their eyes as you pull hard! 💁‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️