Chapter 12

I kind of muddled through the next days, trying to concentrate on what needed to be done once I took over HH's business but Red was never far from my thoughts. Damn I miss that girls something fierce. I still was wearing the CB, never took it off. I don't know, it was like as long as I wore the blasted thing, there was a chance that one day she would be back and take it off herself.

Well the day of the closing came and I wish I had picture of HH's face when I walked into the meeting. He exploded with series of profanity and got up to leave.

"Mr. Levi, my client and I as well as Ms Jones from the title company are going to leave you alone for exactly fifteen minutes so that you can explain to your client the consequences of breach of contract. For your information I have a paralegal standing by at the courthouse with completed papers and the filing fees ready to file the law suit for breach of contract and for collection of the now two days overdue note we hold."

When we come back in, the papers better be signed or the call goes out to file and it will be too late."

"Time starts now".

We went into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and about ten minutes later Lori came looking for us. "They are ready for you, There was some shouting and cussing. That guy sure is crude. But he seems to have calmed down."

We got it done with minimal fuss and now together with Michelle, Red, Greg end I owned HiTEK, Inc.

I got the plant just before noon and saw Greg's team as well as number of uniformed security people waiting for me. I wanted make sure that there would be no vandalism or any other kind of mischief going on.

I walked into the office asked for Mr. Walters, the VP and General Manager. From the look on his face as well as the demeanor of the receptionist, word had reached them already.

"Mr. Walters, nice to meet you. I guess you know that I'm the new owner. There is an audit team waiting outside as well as some security staff. Is there a public address system in the plant? I would like to make an announcement."

"Yes there is in the production manager's office."

I was introduced to the production manager and he handed me a microphone.

"Good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is ... and I'm the new owner of HiTEK. It is my full intention to run this company the best way possible. For now all your jobs are safe. However, I want you to shut down production in an orderly and safe manner. There will be some uniformed persons around to make sure nothing unfortunate happens. Once the plant is shut down, I want you to go home. Don't worry, you'll be paid for the full day. I expect everyone back here tomorrow at eight AM for a meeting. The evening shift will also be there and again after the meeting you will be off for the rest of the day with pay. Production will resume Monday morning."

"I would like all production super visors to stay for a while as will talk to them later on. Thank you for your cooperation and I sincerely hope for a successful future for us all. Enjoy your afternoon off."

"Now Mr. Walters I would like to meet the management team. Oh and if you please pass the same information about going home and coming back tomorrow to the clerical staff."

The meeting with management was a bit tense as told them that for the time being they would keep their jobs but that might find it necessary to make some changes down the line.

"I would appreciate it if everyone here could provide me with a resume by the middle of next week. It will be one way to get to know you a bit better, having background info on your education and previous employment."

That got the room buzzing "Please relax, for now it is just a way for me to learn about you. I mean it when I say that I don't expect to make too many changes."

Mr. Walker and another gentleman walked up to me. "This is Mr. Torino the treasurer and VP finance. We are resigning effective immediately. We expect full payment of our severance package."

"Well gentlemen, you will have to get that from Harry the terms of sale, clearly state that other than unfunded pension contributions and payroll I'm not liable for any payments to employees like severance payments. So I wish you luck in trying to collect. Oh, and since you are resigning, please give all the keys including those for your company cars to one of the security staff. Feel free to call a cab or someone else to come and pick you up. Security will accompany you as clean out your desks and office of only personal items."

They were both totally stunned. They had not expected that.

"Well gentlemen good luck." I turned and went to talk to the assistant treasurer who was talking to Greg's guy.

"I want all and mean all company cash transferred into new accounts that are already set up. The only one that will stay the same for now will be the payroll. Please make sure it is funded for the next two pay periods. That will give us time to evaluate the payroll service, etc. All, and mean all computer passwords are to be changed."

Next I talked to the production supervisors, trying to see if they had any kind of handle as why there were so many problems with the product for the army. I was especially puzzled why quality control did not catch these.

I didn't get any clear answers and I told them that for the time being their jobs were safe but that I might make some changes in the future.

I decided to go home and let the audit team do their job without me hanging over their shoulders.

Once home, I called Michelle to see if she wanted to go out to dinner but she declined saying that the girls in office were having a pizza party. Well that leaves me out.

So I fixed myself something to eat from the freezer and did some reading. I had grabbed a bunch of rejection slips that the Army had sent and tried to make some sense as to why we had problems. The assemblies were shipped to a company in California for installation into who knows what. Some might be due to transport damage but not in the numbers they show.

See what tomorrow brings.

So Friday morning the whole staff was assembled in the cafeteria at eight in the morning. I had previously arranged to have coffee and doughnuts available for everyone.

Once more I told everyone that their jobs were safe for the time being.

"For the time being is the operative word here Ladies and Gentlemen. Last month we had a rejection rate of 50 percent. This company cannot stay in business very long if this continues. I know some of you are unhappy about the wages but with the current situation, there is nothing that I can do about that. However, here is my promise, the first month that we have a rejection rate below 25 percent. I'll pay a hundred dollar bonus to everyone here. If it goes below 10 percent there will be a two hundred dollar bonus.

"So I'm open to suggestion as why we have this problem and what can be done about it. There are plenty of computers around so that anyone can type up something and stick it into the suggestion box without us knowing where it came from. What puzzles me most is, why quality control doesn't pick up the problems before the units go out to the customer."

So there it was out there almost an accusation of sabotage. Folks were looking at each other, but nothing was said.

"Well that is all I have to say for the moment. Enjoy your weekend and I'll see everyone on Monday morning ready to go."

The meeting broke up and I went inside to talk to the audit guys.

When I was ready for lunch one of the production supervisors approached me in the parking lot. Everyone else had left.

"Sir could I speak to you?" "Sure but forget about the sir. I'm Peter. What can I do for you?"

"I've done some checking on the rejections and they all are from the day shift. We have some in the second shift but they get caught in quality control. Just thought you should know that."

"Thanks a lot Bill. It is Bill right?" "Yes s... , Peter". "OK for now, please keep this under your hat. How would your QC guys feel if I put them on the day shift?"

"Two of them would love it, the third one not so much because his wife works the same hours he does at one of the hospitals."

"Thanks again. I'll think about it over the weekend."

We went our separate ways. Now that was interesting.

So I spent the rest of the day and all day Saturday at the plant.

Sunday I decided to goof off and take care of household chores, go for a run and stuff like that.

As I was sitting, listening to some blues, that's what was fitting my mood with Red gone, I remembered her letter and the suggestion to go to the Sixth Street Bar. So I showered and changed and went there for dinner.

Like last time I was sitting at the bar when Cindy walked up to me, put her arm around my shoulder and said "Hey, I didn't think you could look any sadder than last Sunday but you sure managed. Finish your dinner and then join us over there." Then very quietly "that's an order."

Then at a normal level, "the price of admission to our merry group is a round of drinks, you'll want to take care of that before you come over. Jimmy knows what we want."

So I finished my burger and beer, asked for another one, then pointing at the table where Cindy seemed be holding "court" "and a round for that table over there please" handing him my credit card.

As soon as the waitress was heading over to their table, I grabbed my beer and followed.

"Hello every one, this is Peter, he's a friend of Red's." That caused some surprised looks in the group, especially a couple of the girls. Introductions were made and as we got to a guy named Karl, I looked at him.

"I've seen you some place before, not quite sure where."

"Yes sir" that sat me back. "Please no sir, just Peter." "Well you are the big boss now and..."

"Yes now I know you work in production." "Yes sir". "Look Karl, I'm not saying it again, it's Peter at least here. If you're not comfortable at work, that's one thing. For your information, I have plans of changing the "culture" there. I want a team, not a bunch of robots."

"But enough of talk about work, how will the Giants and Jets fare this year?"

"That started a lively conversation and I quietly got another round for the group. Someone put some money into the juke box and suddenly there were folks dancing. Cindy grabbed me "come on Peter, show me your moves." I laughed you'll be lucky if I don't destroy your feet." But actually I do fairly well on the dance floor. A slow one came up and Cindy wouldn't let me go instead she kind of pressed herself into me and before I knew it she had grabbed my dick in its cage. A big smile came over her face making the whole room seem brighter "I like, you're keeping the face toy." My face must have been priceless, I was so shocked. Cindy laughed and whispered in my ear. "Your secret is safe with ME."

Eventually, the evening came to a close since everyone had to go to work in the morning. Only Karl and Cindy where still around. Karl seemed to have something on his mind.

"Peter, I might have some ideas of what is going on. I've been there only a short time but something is not right at the last station."

"Karl, tell me a bit about yourself, how did you wind up at HiTEK? You don't seem the "production" kind of guy."

"Usual story, lost my job when the last company I worked for was sold and production moved to some place in the far east. This was all I could find."

"So what is your background?" Sorry Cindy, but this could be important."

"It's OK Peter, I like Karl and if it will help him get ahead, I'm all for it."

"Well I have a masters in industrial engineering and a BS in computer science but not much hiring going on."

"Here is what I want you to do, I'm sure your resume is up to date, bring it in tomorrow and when you are on your lunch break, use the back door to my office. I'll have something to eat for us there and we can talk. I want to hear what you feel is going on. This could work out well for you."

Karl took off and I looked at Cindy "can I walk you home?"

"You better, I just live around the corner and I want you to come up with me, I want to show you something."

When we got inside her place, Cindy gave me a hug and light kiss on the lips. "Just so you know, if I had not found that CB on you tonight, you would not have been here. I'm proud of you and I'll make sure that Red knows you've been behaving yourself."

Leading me towards a computer "come, I want to show you something. It's an e-mail from Red. She and I have been friends for years. I know about her troubles at school and also some of what she's been up to since you came into her life and made things complicated. Personally I think she's a fool to run. She is a very strong woman and she should "ride it out" and see where the chips fall. Hopefully, she'll come to the same conclusion."

"I want you to read this e-mail. I'll be back in a little while."

"My dearest Cindy as you know and against your advice I'm running away for the moment. Life is too complicated. Maybe if Mich could make up her mind of what she wants to be, it would be simpler but I owe her big time. I'm not going to dump her. As to Peter, my dear "toy" that is a whole other kettle of fish. I think I'm in love with him. If there is one guy in the whole world it is he who could make me into a whole woman again. Oh how happy my Mom would be. I know she loves me and will accept which ever path I take but deep down in her heart she pines for a grandchild or two. Anyway I'm with her and I cherish her support just like I do yours.

So here is my problem. Peter as you know is a subbie and craves a dominant Lady in his life. He had it for quite a number of years 'til his wife screwed up by either not talking to him, not sensing his boundaries or whatever. Anyway they are getting a divorce. Like a stray little puppy he latched on to me, especially after he found out my alter ego from the BDSM club. I know he's in love with me but I don't know if I can trust that. He's on a rebound from the drama and trauma caused by his soon to be EX.

Anyway, I would like for you to take him under your wing. Use and abuse him as you see fit but don't break him. I may want him back. Because of that, his cute ass is off limits to your assorted dildos and stuff.

So as I said, I leave my dearest Peter aka "toy" in your hands. Be merciful and loving. He's earned it."

Let me know how it is going. You know how to reach me.

Love Red

PS: Please give Peter a hug and REAL kiss from me."

I was stunned. Just did not know what to say. Then I heard high heels clicking on the hardwood floor.

"Why do you still have your clothes on and are not down on your knees"?

I looked up and there was Cindy wearing a red shelf bra leaving most of her 38DD's exposed, a red thong and all of that covered by a filmy black something or other. This was topped off by black thigh high boots. Her hand held a riding crop and that lovely long blond hair was back in a pony tail.

"Stop staring and strip before I take my crop to your sorry ass. You read the e-mail "use and abuse"."

I was in a trance as I stripped and got down on my knees, taking the position taught to me by Red with my eyes focused on Cindy's.

"May I ask a question?" "Sure toy, go ahead. Right now the "starboard rule" is in effect. Me and you need to talk anyway."

So Cindy knew about my safe word.

"Please tell me how you would like me to address you."

"Here and any place where we are alone or at least safe from being overheard Ms Cindy will be acceptable." Among friends and at the bar Cindy is just fine."

Saying that Ms Cindy had walked over to a chair and was stretching her long legs out. "Come here toy and tell me a bit about yourself. I want to know what you've been doing and also what went wrong with your wife. But of course first you'll kiss my feet and ask for permission."

So I crawled over to where she was sitting "Ms Cindy, may I please tell you my tale of woe. Please."

Cindy tussled my hair "go ahead toy but don't forget to kiss my feet and boots in between. Never go beyond the top of my boots."

"Thank you Ms Cindy." And so I began starting with how M and I met, about our trials and errors of BDSM play. How our relationship evolved, her betrayal and what seemed to be her ultimate plans for me. How my relationship with Red and Michelle evolved. How I was hopelessly in love with Red and my plan of submerging myself into work, now that I had a company to run.

By the time I was done, I could hardly talk anymore. I sat back and looked up at Ms Cindy and there was something glistening in her eyes. It may have been tears, but I really was not sure.

"Wow Peter, that is quite a tale. There is a bottle of wine in the fridge, fetch me a glass. Also there are some bottles of water, have one for yourself."

I croaked "Thank you Ms Cindy" and went to get both and got back down to my knees.

"Peter sit, your knees must be killing you. I should have let you have a cushion but you didn't complain so... ? she trailed off.

Finishing her wine "Peter it's late or better early. Go home you've got work to do. I'll be in touch. I have some thinking to do. Please don't call me. If I don't call you, I'll expect you to be in the bar on Sunday night. No need to pay "admission". Just come and join us."

I got up and got dressed. When I was ready to go, Cindy got up gave me a hug and light kiss on the lips. "Thank you for trusting me and telling me your story. I'll see you the latest on Sunday" and with a not to gentle slap on my ass she pushed me towards the door.

Outside I looked at my watch. Damn, almost five AM. But I was not tired, no if anything I was charged with a new kind of energy. For the first time since

Red left I had some hope that things would work out.

When I got home, I put on a pot of coffee, took a leisurely shower, got dressed for work, ate some breakfast and it was just before seven when I walked into my office. I logged on to my computer and for some strange reason decided to first check my personal e-mail.

Surprise, surprise there was one from M.

"Peter, you did it. You got your revenge on Harry. He came here on Thursday ranting and raving like a lunatic. How he would rip your heart out, stomp on your puny balls and cock and ruin you a hundred different ways.

When he finally ran out of breath, I asked what was up and he told that you stole his company from him. How you tricked him and blackmailed him to sell it to you for practically nothing.

When he started to cuss again, I told him to get out and to never come back. That you had taught me some stuff and that I would be able to toss him out just like you had done.

Well that set off another tirade bringing Carmen, who had been ready to go home asking if she should call the cops. I waved her off, gave Harry shove towards the door and told him to get sorry ass out. At first it looked like he was going to strike me. I was ready to kick his balls up his ass but he thought better of it and left.

Peter, please watch your back. That guy is crazy.

Now on a brighter note, is there a way that I can help? Oh, I think I can. You know those parts that his, I mean your company has made for me from time to time? Well we just landed a very nice order that will need them. You should have a purchase order for the stuff we need before the end of the week.

One more thing, I've made Rod VP and General Manager and Sue is not too happy about it. She hasn't said but I do think she's thinking of leaving. If you have a spot for her, give her a call. You have my blessing. She's a great gal but I felt that I would be able to work better with Rod than another lady.

Peter, I know I screwed up and I'm sorry for that. I do hope that we can be friends.

Good luck,

M

Wow, that was a surprise and could I use Sue? Does a bear... ? I'll call her later.

I was in need of a coffee and no one was in the office so I wandered to the plant end, they must have some. They start working at seven. Besides, I think it's a good idea to show my face there.

Sure enough there was coffee, I grabbed a cup and then stopped in the production manager's office to say hello.

"I'm going to walk the floor, got a few minutes to join me. I might have some questions for you."

After our tour I stopped at his office again. "Say Tom, are you aware that all the rejections are from your shift?" He looked at me like I hit him with a two by four. "How do you know that?"

"Bill your second shift counterpart made an analysis using the serial numbers and production records. He wanted to make sure that the problem was not during his shift. He told me that he had some rejects but his QC people caught them all."

"So the question is, why don't your guys find them?"

He looked at me, "I quit before you fire me. I have two week's vacation coming. HR can mail me the check for them. Here are my keys."

With that, he grabbed a card board box out of a corner, threw some pictures and personal stuff into it and walked out.

I went back to the office, by that time they were all there. So I called the Lady that did the HR stuff, there was no need for a big department and asked if she had a list of recently laid off production workers.

"Please bring that list and the reasons why they were let go to my office. I'm going to make some changes. Oh and also the files for everyone in the QC department."

I thanked her and started to study the files when there was a knock on the door that led outside from my office. It was Karl.

"Come on in Karl have a seat." I picked up the phone "Carol, can you please get us some sandwiches. What would you like Karl? OK, please two roast beef heroes, some chips, on diet coke and one unsweetened tea. Get something for yourself too, if you like. My treat."

"OK, now let me see that resume." I read it quickly. "Impressive. Now tell how you see the operation on the plant floor. Changes I should make. Any improvements to increase productivity. Stuff like that."

Karl outlined a number of changes that I thought made sense from what I've seen so far so I told him. "Go ahead and make it happen. As of right now you are Production Manager. See if you can figure out how to cover your slot till I have a replacement. There are a couple of guys that I would like to re-hire if they are still available. So it would only be for a day or two."

Karl looked at me like I lost my head. "Your ex boss just quit. I think he's in on the troubles we are having. Bill from the second shift brought it to my attention that the only rejects came from the day shift. Oh, and before I forget, I want you to consult with him on those changes since he'll have to deal with them too. That will mean you have to stay late. No more overtime for you since you are now a supervisor but I think the new salary of 60 K will take care of that. What do you think?"

Thank you Peter, I appreciate your confidence in me. I'm not going to disappoint you. I'm sure glad that Cindy brought you over to our table last night. Now I better get to work. Thanks for the lunch."

Please figure out a way of checking on the day shift production after it leaves QC."

I decided to call Sue, like M suggested. I knew that I needed help and she seemed to be available.

"Hi Sue, it's Peter, I hear that you are not really happy camper these days. Want to meet for a drink or even dinner. I would like to talk to you."

"No don't worry about that, actually it was her suggestion to contact you. So we don't need to make a big secret deal out of it. How about the Plaza bar at six tonight."

"Great, see you later."

Just before five Karl came back to my office. "Peter we have an idea. I talked to Bill and also Jay who heads the shipping department. We are not due to make a shipment till Tuesday. If you are willing to authorize overtime, we can have the QC guys from the second shift here on the weekend end and they'll recheck the production from the day shift. Jay will make sure that the second shift stuff is segregated so that we don't have to check it twice. He'll have a couple of his guys there to repack. It's going to cost some money but if we can confirm that the day QC guys let stuff slip through we are ahead. We know in part where the problem is. We don't ship the customer faulty stuff, we'll be short shipping but I think it will go a long way of getting their confidence back if we catch the stuff before it goes out."

"I like it. Go ahead, whatever it takes. We need to nip this. Work it out with the others and let me know on Monday morning what you found."

The meeting with Sue was successful, she would start as soon as possible after giving notice in the morning. I had a burger at the Plaza bar and headed home. I was dead tired since I had gotten no sleep at all.

I just walked into the door when my phone rang. Hey toy it's Cindy. How are you besides tired?" "Just tired Ms Cindy, just tired." "Well I'm going to make it short. I want you to take me out to dinner tomorrow night – Yoshie's".

"Starboard please Ms. Cindy." "go ahead Peter, what's the problem?"

"Cindy I would love to take you out to dinner tomorrow. I'm honored that you want my company, but please not Yoshie's. Yoshie to me is very special. It's a special place for Red and I to go to. Until I know for sure that she's through with me, I would like to keep it that way. Please, I'll take you any place else you want to. I know a great sushi bar Uptown. My ex and I used to go there and it won't bother me a bit to be seen there with a very beautiful blond lady."

"OK Peter, reluctantly I can accept your reasoning and I think it's sweet. So yes, we go to your place but it better be good or I'll have to whip you severely."

"Yes Ms Cindy, I understand. May I pick you up at six tomorrow?"

"Yes you may toy. I'm looking forward to it. Better get lots of rest tonight because I aim to play with you after dinner. We have some unfinished business. Oh and bring the key to your CB. I believe that it would be safer in my hands. I promise that any time you feel that you want to end our relationship and most likely any chance of one with Red, I'll give it back to you."

Now I was worried. I wonder what she's got in store for me. But could it be worse than what Red had put me through? I didn't think so. My ass seemed to be safe based on Red's e-mail.

Normally I don't need an alarm but this morning, I was sure glad I had it set. Once I got to the office I sent an e-mail to M.

"Monique, thank you for your support. I truly appreciate it. I would have loved it if you had kicked hairy harry's balls up his ass. Well maybe some other time LOL.

By now you may have Sue's resignation. Please feel free to keep her as long as need so that she can fill in who ever will take over for her.

Again thanks and yes I like the idea of being friends – just friends.

Here are my new phone numbers...

Peter

The day at the office was routine. I was getting my feet wet and talked to all customers informing them of the change that had taken place.

At six I was showered and shaved at Ms Cindy's door. On the drive to the restaurant we talked about all and everything except what happened on Sunday night and what could happen tonight. I told her about promoting Karl and she was very happy.

"Peter, I think you picked the right guy for the job. But I think you'll soon realize that he's capable of even more. But I understand that you need him where he is right now.

People at the restaurant were surprised but pleased to see me. We decided to sit at the sushi bar.

"Peter san, happy to see you tonight." "Thank you Ayumo san, it's good to be back. This is my friend Ms Cindy. So tell me what is good tonight? You know what I like."

"Cindy is there anything you don't like or something that you would love to have?"

"Peter, I'll have whatever you will. If for some reason don't like it you'll get to finish it."

As by magic two martini glasses appeared in front of us.

"Peter, what is this? We didn't order anything to drink." Cindy that is my secret recipe "sake martini"."

"Oh, I've heard of those. Let me taste. Wow that is good, but you know you're allowed to have only one. Tea or water for you?"

"I'll have tea. By the way they know that I will only have one because I had to drive even from here to get home."

The service was great, the food delicious and company outstanding when suddenly out of the side of my eye I spotted M. This could be trouble.

I had hardly time to alert Cindy when M showed up next to us with some gigolo in tow.

"Here cupcake, take my purse and stand over there. I want to talk to my husband for a minute."

"Cup cake" turned purple from embarrassment but did what he was told.

As soon as I heard her, I knew she had her share of sake martinis and was clearly no longer sober. It was a good thing that by now the sushi bar area was pretty empty.

"So Peter, who is this?" Monique, this is my very good friend Ms Cindy. Cindy this is my soon to be ex Monique."

Peter, I see you've traded up from the red headed Vixen. I like her, her boobs are almost like mine."

At that point I got up "Monique, I think it's time for you to go home. Hey cupcake get over here and take your Mistress home. See that door over there? Take her out that way. It leads directly to the parking lot and you'll avoid embarrassing her and yourself by going through the front."

"Peter, always the gentleman, always looking out for the ladies. Say big boy if this bimbo can't give you what you need, I'll take you back any day but of course there might be..."

By that time, cup cake and I had her by the door and I kind of shoved them out. The door locks automatically and you can't get back in.

"Sorry, Ayomos an and Maiko san, I guess it was a mistake coming here. So sorry."

Peter san, please don't worry, not your fault. She must have seen you at one point because suddenly she was ordering martinis two at a time. We should have tried to get her out without her causing disharmony to you and your guest. Please accept our apologies."

We finished our dinner and when I tried to pay, it was refused.

"Peter san, you and your guest were insulted in our restaurant. The least we can do is not charge you for your meal." So I left a very large tip and Cindy and I left through the same door.

"Wow, she must still carry a torch for you. It was bit over the top tonight but she's not taking the divorce thing likely."

"Ms Cindy, M is a spoiled brat. I realized that tonight. I thought we could be friends. I mean she actually offered me one of her key people telling me that she was unhappy because a promotion went to a guy instead of her. Now after tonight I'm wondering. I'm going to have to keep an eye on Sue. Trouble that I don't need."

"M is pissed because I wouldn't bend to her will and let her cuckold me in our home and I pre-empted here plans for me by filing for divorce. Add to that she owes me nine million dollars, her father left to me, payable in case of a divorce. It all adds up. She's pissed. Tonight she showed some of her real colors just like she did at my lake house when she rambled about some plans for finishing part of the basement."

"You didn't tell me about that on Sunday."

"Ms Cindy, you got the condensed version that night. If you like I'll tell you what I think she had in mind for me."

So I related what I think she had in store for me, once that prison cell was done in my lake house.

Cindy was appalled and told me so. "Peter, I think you did the right thing. I'm glad you heeded your friends warning (she was referring to Alice). You were very generous to her by talking the board at the BDSM club out of banishing her and giving her a break by letting her pay installments on the inheritage." I agree with you, you better keep an eye on this Sue you hired."

By that time we got to Cindy's place.

"Come on up, I want to play. As soon as we get inside I want you to strip and get down on your knees. Well on second thought better make a stop at the bathroom. It may a while before you'll be able to go and you had a fair amount of tea tonight. Oh, and hand over the key to your CB. You did bring it, didn't you?"

I did as was told and waited on my knees wondering what my fate would be. Now my sexual release was out of my hands again. Did I make a mistake by not taking advantage of the having the key? It has been a long time and who knows what Cindy had in mind for me, now that she held the "power".

Cindy came back towards me wearing a black latex cat suit with strategically placed zippers. She looked stunning – the contrast of her healthy very lightly tanned complexion, the blond hair and the shiny black latex.

"Starboard" "Yes Peter, what is it?"

Ms Cindy I just wanted a chance to tell you how absolutely breathtaking you look. I'm totally awed by your beauty."

"Hmm, trying to butter me up so that I'll go easy on you tonight? Or even better, if I am so stunning and beautiful, why are you pining after Red?"

I must have looked shocked.

"Relax Peter, I'm just messing with your head. I'm perfectly OK with you wanting to belong to Red but while you are here and she is not ... toy, go fetch me a glass of white wine. You have my permission to grab a bottle of water. Don't open it. Come to that room back there where I just came from. You have my permission to walk. Go NOW!"

As I got to the door Cindy had indicated, it was closed. So I balanced the tray with the wine and my water in one hand and knocked. I must have stood there for a minute or two, but it seemed like much longer.

Finally it came "Enter"

"Good boy, toy a tray. You have some excellent "slave potential". Put it over there but remove your water from the tray and put on the floor. It was OK for you to carry it like that but certainly a slave's drink should not occupy the same tray as his Mistress' wine."

"Yes Ms Cindy". I remembered my lessons from Red and decided to try to just answer yes or no.

The room we were in was clearly the main bedroom in the apartment. It was large and there was quite a bit of wall space with fixtures that allowed for bondage. A mirrored sliding door had been moved displaying a large array of canes, crops, floggers, even single tail whip that I most certainly did not want to make an acquaintance with. Also various paddles, assorted clamps and clips were on display. The collection was not quite what Red had in her dungeon but there was plenty to play with. It was clear to me that must be more stuff behind a second door.

"Toy enough gawking at my stuff, get up on that bed arms towards the head board and spread you legs as far as you can."

The bed was covered with a large rubber sheet and it felt cool as I positioned myself as instructed. In no time where my hands and feet secured. Next Cindy grabbed my hair lifting my head.

"Hold it like this for a moment" and then there was a blind fold followed by a pillow under my head.

"There that should put you at the right angle. Now I'm going to check out your capabilities with your tongue. Red and Michelle both have bragged about it. I'm going to make it tough on you." – Suddenly a searing pain across my crotch – Well not really that painful but the shock of it intensified the feeling. I tried to jump, but of course the being tied like I was, this was not possible.

"Ah, I've got your attention, don't I toy. Here is the deal. I'm going to let you explore My pussy for thirty minutes. I hope for your sake that by then you've figured out at least one way of getting me off. If I haven't cum by the end of the thirty minutes, I start whipping your dick, balls and inner thighs to encourage you to do better. Hmm, I think I'll take your CB off. I don't want your dick excluded from the sensation of my flogger hitting you."

So Cindy settled on my face and got busy in a hurry. Her pussy was different from Red's not quite sure how, since I couldn't see but I knew that it was different. A couple of times I noticed some tiny shudders and I thought I was getting close but they went away. Either I was doing something wrong or this girl had extreme control over her orgasms. I have no idea how long I've been working trying to make Cindy cum.

Every so often I could feel the strands of her flogger caress my dick and balls, a not too subtle reminder what was in store for me if I failed to get her off. Then suddenly with my tongue alternating between going as deep into her pussy as was possible for me and flicking three times over her clit the dam broke but at the same time a very hard strike with flogger landed on my balls and inner thighs, I screamed into her pussy form the shock and the pain and then I had to try my best not to drown. Cindy was a squirter.

Getting off my face Cindy chuckled "now you know why there is a rubber sheet on my bed. Catch your breath babe, you'll need it again very soon. I'll go get myself a glass of wine."

Next thing I knew was straw poking against my lips. "Have a couple of sips. You earned them. I just want to tell you that you got me off in just the nick of time, that's why I just had to smack your balls at least once. That scream into my pussy was heavenly. Did I really hurt you that much?"

There was concern in Cindy's voice.

"No Ms Cindy and yes Ms Cindy. It did hurt quite a bit but not beyond my limits, close but not quite there. I think it was more the surprise of getting hit that made me cry out. I don't think, but to be honest I'm not totally sure, I would have screamed if I had seen the blow coming. Probably more of a grunt would have been my reaction."

"Well, I happy to know that I can hit you a bit harder (giggles). I just want to let you know that you got close several times. I've never struggled this hard before to suppress an orgasm. Red was not lying when she called you an artist with the tongue."

"OK enough chit chat, time for you to pleasure my ass while I amuse myself with your nipples and certain appendixes."

Her butt settled on my face in such a way that I was marginally able to breathe through my nose. The next sensation some nipple clamps, thankfully not the kind with teeth but the ones that get tighter as you pull on a chain attached to them. Still they do hurt once the pressure has built up. It is sort of a dull pain.

I felt Cindy leaning more forward and then there was her breath on my dick that some time ago had come to "attention".

I started to quiver just a bit from the sensation.

"Ahh, my toy is very sensitive down here. All that time in lock-up and no chance of release and now it's fate is in the hands of Ms Cindy. Oh what fun."

I felt very sharp fingernails scratching all sides of my dick while the other hand did the same to my ball sack that was "tight as a drum". Exquisite torture. Next I felt some liquid dripping on my dick. Not sure if it was some lube or just oil followed by very light stroking up and down my hard dick and over the very sensitive head. I started to moan in frustration. There was not enough friction to get me even close.

"Oh I like the way it feels when you moan into my ass. I wonder if I can change your pitch by varying my stroking?"

Cindy went to town, playing my dick lie an "instrument" by tightening and loosening her grip as she moved her hand up and down. An occasional squeeze of one or both my balls produced other sounds and vibrations on Cindy's anus. It was torture but I also was happy. I was in subbie heaven.

Suddenly Cindy let go leaving totally frustrated trying to hump the air. Wanting more. I had been so close. But of course she knew that.

Getting off me "time for me to inflict some pain. Can't let you just have pleasure".

Who is she kidding, yes there was some pleasure but mostly frustration and right now I had a serious case of "blue balls".

Cindy released my bonds, the blind fold and pointed to the floor. So I got off the bed and knelt in front of her searching her eyes out. She smiled at me.

"Usually I want my subbies looking at my feet. Red told me about her rule of always trying to look at her eyes. I decided to try it. Keep doing it. I think I start to see what she means when she says that she can look into the soul of her subbie. Your eyes do tell a story. My poor toy is horny and frustrated. No relief in sight. No babe you have not suffered enough for me to warrant a reward like an orgasm."

"See those leather cuffs hanging there? Put them on and stand facing the wall over there. I'm going to hook you up and then I will satisfy my need to be a "sadistic bitch". Feel free to use your safe word. Please use it before you become too loud. This place is not quite as sound proof as Red's play room."

Before I knew it was hooked to the wall and a paddle crashed into my ass. Five, six times on one cheek and then the same on the other. Again and again. I was thinking that I would have trouble sitting when the beating stopped and I could feel Cindy pressing her boobs into my back. She must have pulled the zipper way down because I could feel her hot skin and hard nipples. She kind of clung to me and I felt the same tiny shudders that I had felt earlier. Damn she has mini orgasms from turning my ass into "hamburger meat".