Chapter 8

With those words Goddess Red, got comfortable while Michelle moved slowly towards me licking her lips. She pressed her naked body against me, bit my earlobe pretty hard and whispered "Pain before pleasure My little toy".

Then the torment began in earnest. She played my dick like an instrument, reaching heights of sexual bliss – where within the next tenth of second I would blast my cum to ... But no, that was not to be. She just knew when to stop. When to apply the pressure, the pain. Then let me settle down before starting all over. In between, she would delight in my moaning and begging for mercy as her mouth and fingers tortured my oh so sore nipples. Hearing that silver bell like laughing of my new Goddess as she witnessed my suffering made it all worth it.

Michelle was working on my what I thought was my final set when she slowed down "Goddess may go one more time to the edge with toy – please. I think that if I do this, I'll be able to cum myself when I finally let him cum on the next go around. I'm soo, soo close. I never touched my pussy but having this power ... Please Goddess..."

That bitch, I thought. But right then and there I was sorry that I thought of Michelle that way. Wasn't this what I wanted all along. Be the plaything of two beautiful women?

"Go ahead, but only one more time. I don't want to "break" my new toy the first night."

When I finally was allowed to blast my cum all over Michelle's luscious breasts I must have passed out. It was that intense. I was still tied to the cross – a good thing or I would collapsed to the ground. A couple of cool moist towels were caressing my forehead and chest and finally my poor abused dick.

"You OK Peter?" came the soft voice of my Goddess.

I took a deep breath "Yes Goddess, I'll live and thank you, this was incredible. I've never, ever been so turned on."

"Let's get you released from the cross. You are not getting out of licking up the mess you made on Michelle's boobs. There is NO way I'll touch them right now."

"I don't think that a real hardship for our boy. Look at his cock, it's already coming back to life." Commented Michelle as she settled on the big bed. My Goddess steadied me as I made my way over there. As my mouth neared her breasts, Michelle, grabbed my hair and redirected my to her pussy.

"Pussy first. You missed it but I did come from just putting you through all that torture. Thanks for suffering for me. From now on it will be all pleasure but be warned. If we feel you are not doing your best, we will punish you "toy"."

I have no idea how long I pleasured the two ladies with my tongue. There is no clock in the dungeon but it seemed like an eternity. Michelle rode my dick cow girl style for three joint orgasms and then I was down for the count.

Picking up my sore and flaccid dick "What about ME? This thing is useless. How dare you?"

When she saw my stricken face Red laughed. Relax Peter, I'm just messing with you. I have no intention of letting you stick this thing into my pussy. Go take a shower you can sleep up here. Sleep in, Michelle will get you when breakfast is ready."

"Come pet you and I are not done yet. I'm going to have punish you for your "slutty" behavior tonight but I won't embarrass you by doing it in front of a worthless male slave."

They both had big grin on their faces and winked at me as they left and closed the door of the dungeon behind them.

It took me a bit before I was "together" enough to get up and take a shower. On the way to the bathroom I discovered a small fridge filled with bottled water. I grabbed on and sucked it down in one fell swoop. I was that dehydrated. Then headed for the shower to let that nice warm water ease all the soreness and tension from my body.

I had another bottle of water and went almost immediately asleep with just one happy thought. Life is good right now.

I woke up to a blow job – "hey sleepy head, wake up. Do what you need to do and join us downstairs."

Damn, how was I going to be able to pee with a hard-on? Yes, it looks like it's starting all over. All tease but no relief.

When I opened the door to leave the dungeon most delicious smells of strong coffee and bacon found their way to me. I was starved. The two ladies were a sight to see. Their hair a mess but in my eyes a very sexy mess. Red wore an oversized NY Giants tee shirt that covered her cute butt while Michelle wore Dallas Cowboy's shirt with "strategic" rips, allowing her nipples to poke through. So the teasing was going to continue.

"Hey stop staring and get down here. Pour us some coffee and serve us our breakfast toy. You're lucky we didn't make you cook it too.

With a happy smile, I bounded down the stairs to do their bidding. This time I sat with them and we were mostly silent while eating.

When we were done I removed all the dirty dishes and put them into the dishwasher while the ladies took their coffee over to the sitting area.

"Peter, put on a new pot of coffee. I know I need some more and I'm sure you do too. Grab your cup and join us."

As I grabbed a pillow, following last night's pattern when Red said

"No not now Peter, come sit with me. It's a bit tight but I like it like that."

I had to put my arm around her back in order to fit into the chair with her and she rested her head on my shoulder. I felt nice and "right"

"So Peter, tell us – what did you think of last night. We want to know your innermost feelings. Probably will use them against you one of these days. Better be honest with us." All that from Michelle.

"I don't know where to begin. I've always have trouble expressing my feelings and desires. It led to some misunderstandings early on in the Domme/sub relationship with M. I just don't know."

A bit of a dark cloud crossed my mind as I thought of M and the upcoming meeting on Monday. Oh well two more days. Try not to think about her.

"I know it was mind blowing and incredibly hot. I would not want to have missed it in the world. But I think that I get so deep into sub-space that afterwards it's all like a blur. All that is left are the marks, aches and pain."

Concerned "are you hurting this morning. Were we too rough on you?"

"No, no, maybe just a little bit sore all over, not from the beating – that was fine, but I guess from the struggle against my bonds. The muscles tensioning when Michelle did her thing with my dick. No I'm really OK."

"Michelle, take Peter upstairs and give him a massage like you do for me. But I'm warning you – stay away from his cock. Do not mess with it. I have plans for it later on."

What could that mean?

"Come Peter, first a shower and then I'll put you into a different heaven than the "perv" one you've been talking about."

So off we went back upstairs

Well I got to wash Michelle all over her luscious body while she kind did the same for me but rather per functionally, not putting much effort into it and very pointedly left a 10 or 12 inch circle around my dick untouched. Since I kind of had to fend for myself there, she was out and dry before I was.

When I came out of the bathroom a couple of different extensions had been placed on the bondage bench that I suffered on last night. Michelle pointed at it "Face down, head that way".

Next I felt some really nice warm lotion and her firm but soft hands travelling all over my body, not missing a single square inch. I never head a massage like this before. I've tried massages in hotels during my business travel including visiting several Japanese bath houses, but none of them compared to Michelle's heavenly touch.

I was just going off into dreamland when she slapped my ass – not too gently I might add.

"Turnover big boy time for the front" and my state of bliss continued with the added advantage of being able to see Michelle's breasts doing the "puppies under the sheet" thing again.

But just like in the shower, she pointedly stayed away from my dick who was pointing towards the ceiling just begging for attention and balls.

"Good girl"

I looked around, I did not see Red and Michelle giggled.

"She's been watching us. This room is monitored for sound and viewing primarily for safety reasons. If we had left you hanging on the cross after tormenting you, maybe even without giving you relief and gone downstairs, we would have turned the system on to make your that you would be OK at all times."

"Ah, that is nice to know that I'm not really abandoned if you ever decide to do something like that."

With a big smile "of course only if we decide or remember to turn it on."

Just letting that tiny bit of doubt creep into my mind. Damn those two are "devils", lovely but ever so evil if they want to.

"OK, finish up Michelle" came over the speakers "then show toy were the cleaning supplies and new bed linen are and tell him how to clean up our play pen. Peter that will be your job from now on as long as you are part of our merry little group."

In unison "Yes Goddess"

I got my instruction and got busy with disinfectant on the various surfaces that had contact with our bodies, put all the toys in what I hoped were the proper places. Put new linen on the bed with "hospital corners" tight enough to bounce a quarter off it and flipped it back into its place.

It was only around eleven in the morning when I came back down stairs. Both ladies were sitting on recliners and reading mostly legal stuff. I grabbed a bottle of water and walked over to them.

"Ladies, with your permission, I would like to go for a run. This has been very eventful and I need to clear my mind and running does a great job for me."

"Go ahead, we'll have some lunch ready when you get back."

Michelle looked at Red – "Sure baby you can go if Peter wants company".

"Peter? I could show you were I go running it's not far from here, a park that is sort of obscure and really only people living in the area go there. They even have markers every quarter mile on the walks."

"I didn't know you run. Sure come along. I'll try to go slow".

"Watch out buster or just might run circles around you. Meet you in ten outside your place."

I was just about to turn when Red called "Peter!" and pointed at her cheek. I got the message loud and clear, bent over and gave her a kiss where she had pointed.

"I hope I won't have to remind you next time." "No Goddess sorry, Goddess, I just did not know."

Laughing "It's OK babe, just messing with you. Go have fun".

Off I went to change into running gear and as I came out of my place Michelle waved at me to follow her. She took off at a pretty good clip, made a couple of turns and maybe after half a mile we were at the entrance of the park. A slightly hilly oasis with lots of trees.

"Most of the walks are shaded by trees, that's what makes so nice in the summer. You can count on it being eight to ten degrees cooler here than out on the street."

All this time Michelle kept up the pace and I was impressed. When we got to the two mile marker, she stopped and started to some stretching. I followed her lead and did the same.

"This is a far as I go most times. Also now I walk back, briskly but still walking. The main reason is that most days I really have no time for more and it is enough to keep my "girly figure". If you want, you can go on, this will come back to from where started and total distance is seven miles, add to that a mile roundtrip from our house and you've done eight miles."

"No, I go back with you. I haven't run much the last few weeks maybe only three or four times up at the lake. This is just right and walking is good."

As we headed back Michelle looked at me and totally surprised me.

"Are you going to take Red away from me?" I was stunned stopped walking and just looked at her.

"I'm quite serious, I'm just a bit afraid and also jealous. She loves you, well I should say loves you as much as she could love any man who is not her father. I know she told you what happened to her. I think that you know more about that than I do and that hurts just a bit."

I didn't know what to say, so I just kept walking. I didn't want to mess up their relationship. I didn't think I could but now I had something else to think about.

Why does life have to get so complicated.

We were both silent for the rest of the way.

"I asked are you going to take a shower before lunch?"

"Nah, I didn't work up that much of a sweat, it's pretty cool out. We are good for now. Come on in."

Female intuition – Red must have sensed something was off.

"Peter, why don't you finish up setting the table. The food is on the counter. I want to talk to Mich for a few minutes".

They went off to their sanctum and I grabbed plates and silver ware. There was an assortment of cold cuts and breads, some nice cheese and three shrimp cocktails.

Everything was set when they came out of the room. It looked like Michelle had cried. There was just a bit of red around her eyes.

"Ladies, what are we drinking?" "Beer" "Glasses or bottles?" "Bottles, this casual."

After lunch while the ladies went back to their reading, I made some coffee and then poked around the bookshelf that took up almost one whole wall. Of course there were some legal stuff but to my surprise some first editions of some of the Zane Grey western stories. Now I was intrigued. I grabbed one and opened it up and there was an inscription "To my daughter Red with love Dad"

Wow – I would have never guessed. Red a fan of western novels. I wondered what else there was of common interest between the two of us.

"Peter go home, take a shower and get dressed. You get to take us ladies to Joshie's tonight. I'm in the mood for some good sushi. He knows that we come most Saturdays or Sundays so he keeps some of his specialties away from his other regulars and saves them for us. We'll take the Grand Marnier. He's got plenty of sake and you teach him how to make your martinis."

"See you back here at six. We'll walk." "Yes Ma'am" They both smiled happily at me as I left.

Dinner was fantastic and Joshi san sure liked my sake martinis – he had couple himself. He had all the good stuff like aji, toro, uni and even monk fish liver. Yummy. It was close to ten when Joshie's wife finally kicked us out and told me that I was in trouble because I got her husband drunk.

My two Ladies, promised her that I would be appropriately punished once they got me home. Of course this was all in good fun and I knew that I had a new favorite restaurant no matter where in the city I would wind up living after my rental was up.

When we got home I think we were all tired and no suggestion of further play or even a night cap was offered. I kissed both ladies good night in front of their door and walked the few steps to my own place.

With the special exhaust system for the apartment due to the car fumes, smoking inside was not an issue and I did have permission from the owners. So I grabbed a beer and my pipe – the left over cigars were still up at the lake – parked myself in the recliner and turned on the TV.

"High Noon" Gary Cooper and Grace Kelly was on the Encore channel and I was good.

I slept incredibly well, like all cares of the world had left me. I had to chuckle to myself. Maybe that "mumbo jumbo" by Michelle and fire purification did something to my psyche. I just don't know.

After breakfast, I did some necessary house work like laundry and stuff like that 'till lunch.

After lunch I was debating if I should check in with the sexy duo but decided against it. They had their own lives. So I went for a run, going slow and easy and walking part of the way I actually made the whole course. When I came out of the park, Michelle was heading in. She just waived at me and kept going. I thought that was odd. Oh well.

When I got home there was a message on my phone from Red.

"Hey Peter, are you up to having me as a dinner guest. Nothing fancy required. It will be just me. Call me please."

"Hi, just got your message. I was out running. Saw Michelle go by but did not talk to her. Dinner would be great, I've got a couple of steaks that I can grill, baked potato and salad OK? Sorry I don't have other veggies."

"Sounds good Peter. Is seven OK?

"Sure come on over any time. Just walk in the door will be unlocked. What about Michelle?"

"Not tonight" was the rather short reply. "See you later" and there was just the dial tone. She had hung up.

So I did some prep work, made a batch of sake martinis and put them into the fridge and tried to relax 'till Red walked in.

"WOW" was all I could say. There she was in this little black number "short" both on top and bottom. There was this incredible cleavage and it was quite clear that she did not wear a bra. If you want to seduce some one that was the outfit. Her hair and makeup was impeccable and those incredible emerald green eyes were flashing. I was just floored.

She walked towards me with the exaggerated walk that runway models do, stopped about three feet in front of me and twirled on her 4inch heels.

"I think you like – you can put your eyes back into their sockets and close your mouth. There are no flies to catch."

"So what a lady to do to get a drink around here?"

"Coming right up – sake martini OK My Lady?" "That will be fine Peter, thank you."

We had a great dinner, talked about just about everything from local politics to the space program and very consciously avoided the subject of the two "M's" Michelle and Monique who I was to meet the next morning.

I guess it was around ten when Red after having gone to the bathroom sat on my lap instead of back in her chair. Kissing my lightly on my lips

"Peter take me to bed. Make love to me. I can't promise you that I will let you stick your cock any place other than my mouth tonight but please..."

I really never saw this coming – I really should have. The dress and all but it just proves that sometime we guys are pretty dense when it comes to the opposite sex.

I swept her up and carried her to the steps. I was not going to attempt taking carrying her up that circular stair case. She sat on one of the steps and lifted her legs.

"Take my shoes off "toy""

"Yes My Devine Goddess" she giggled a bit at that grabbed my crotch and started to drag me up the steps.

After I had given her multiple orgasms with my oral ministration, she planted her cute butt on my face. "Your turn" and went to work giving me a blow job. It was not anywhere's near as good as what Michelle could do but I didn't care. If my Goddess wanted to reward me like this – it was all good. Of course as soon as I came – just like lightning she was off my face and pushing the "snow ball down my throat.

After that we just stayed quietly, hugging and gently kissing each other.

"Can we talk for a moment please I've got to ask you something?"

"Sure babe, what is it?"

"Something Michelle said yesterday during our run in the park. She said that she was afraid that she was losing you to me." I don't want to come between the two of you and cause problems. I love you both too much to do that."

"She told me about that and was pretty upset that I insisted to come here and stay with you the night. Part of it that I really, really want to be with you, you know just the two of us. Partly to punish her. She is my true sub. Throwing a hissy fit because I'm showing you affection beyond the Domme/ subbie stuff is not acceptable."

"But I also love her. She was my "life saver" after the mess at the college. Before I met her I was going through life more or less on instinct. I did the work required to finish school and stuff like that but I was not really "living" if you can understand what I mean. So she will always have a place in my life not matter what direction that will take."

"So please babe, don't worry about Michelle, I know how to handle her. She'll be OK. What I don't know is what will be with you and me. I guess part of having this weekend was to show you that there are options for you. I should not tell you because your head is swollen enough but there are at least three ladies at the BDSM club that can't wait for the divorce to be final so that they can try and snare you. See, WE all think that you are quite the stud with an adorable subbie side. I'm not going to tell you who they are because I'm going to try to protect my "investment" in you. Besides you would have to go through another purification ceremony (chuckling)."

"Later this week I'll show you the tape – yes we taped the whole thing. Your face was priceless when Michelle set off the fire just above your cock."

"But this enough talking. You need your sleep. You need to be sharp when you walk into the "den of the lioness" tomorrow morning."

With that Red gave me a scorching good night kiss, flipped over, pushed her cute butt against my steadily rising dick and within a couple of minutes was sound asleep. Interesting, this time she did not ask me to put something on like that night at the lake.

There were a bunch of thoughts cruising through my brain from Michelle to the mysterious Dommes from the club to Monique. Add to that turmoil a rigid dick and sleep did not come easy.

Eventually it did come and when I woke up in the morning I had come to a decision. I was going to go through with the divorce, no matter what enticements Monique was offering. Also I was not going back and work for her. There had to be a clean break.

I got up, showered and shaved and got partially dressed.

"Good morning babe, what time is it? Are you going to feed me lover?

"Most certainly My Lady, what does My Lady wish besides juice and coffee?"

"What do you usually have?" "Most week day mornings, just some cereal. My own mix, similar to the Muesli stuff."

"Sounds fine, I'll have that too, call me when the coffee is ready."

So I went off and made breakfast. We ate more or less in silence. I she also was thinking about our conversation last night. She looked absolutely adorable with her red hair still messed up wearing one of my shirts.

It looked like, she was in no hurry to go to the office. I sort of was wondering if she was going to wear my shirt or her dress. She must have guessed what I was thinking.

"When you leave for your meeting with M, I'll call Michelle and have her or Sandra bring me some work clothes. You'll have stop at the office to pick up the divorce agreement and the three versions of the agreement regarding your inheritance that we talked about.

No go finish dressing, I'll take care of the dishes. Then we still have a bit of time before you have to leave.

So I finished dressing and went back down. Red was sitting on a high stool by the kitchen counter sipping her coffee.

I turned her towards me and gave a light kiss on her lips.

"Remember on Friday you said that you wanted an answer, decision of what I was going to do by Sunday night? Well you know, that came and went and I never really said one way or the other. Well here is my answer to you."

With that I handed Red a velvet box from a jewelry store. When she opened it she found a golden chain and a key.

She looked at me with big eyes.

"That is the key to a CB 6000 that I'm wearing right now. I ask you to be the custodian of the key. It is my protection, my "armor" against whatever clever seduction M might throw at me. My dick is locked up and will not be able to respond. It might get a bit tight in there but my dick is safe from her."

Red jumped from that stool into my arms almost knocking me over and showering me with kisses while her eyes filled with tears. I think they were tears of joy.

"Baby, no matter what happens in the future I will never ever forget this moment. This is more precious than the night of your ordeal and purification. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your trust. I promise, I won't abuse it."

One last hug and kiss and then I was off to "beard the lioness" so to speak. I was not looking forward to this but knew that I had to if I ever wanted to go on with my life.

When I got to the meeting room that Red arranged, Monique was already there sitting in a way that I could not miss a single item of her hot body from the thigh high boots on her long legs to the see-through top that currently was mostly covered by a suit jacket.

"Hello Peter" getting up and walking towards me "you look good"

I held up my hand "Please Monique, just say what you want to say to me and let's get this over. I don't mean to be rude but I'm pressed for time"

"Pressed for time? The way I understand it you currently don't have a job, so how you be pressed for time?"

However she did sit down again and in the process opening her jacket giving me a full view of her magnificent breasts covered by a black lace bra. All of it under that see-through top.

I had never seen that bra before, well at least not on her. I remembered buying it for her as part of set consisting of the black one she was wearing, a red one and a violet set. I had bought them for Valentine's day. I got home early that day to find her not at home. So placed the gift package on the dining room table and went into the kitchen to prepare some snacks, expecting her home shortly. Suddenly my phone went off and a text appeared "basement NOW!"

Talking about being hurt, to do this on Valentine's day. We never spent that day being separated. I thought of making a fuss but the good subbie I was I grabbed a bunch of going to work clothes and headed for the basement.

These memories flooded my head and missed most of what Monique had said.

"Sorry, I was distracted. Would please repeat"

"Baby, what is it? A dark cloud seemed to pass..."

I let the "baby" pass "Please Monique, just say what you came here to say. You asked for this meeting but please there is no need to..."

"OK, if you insist, I was just trying to ... Listen Peter, I know I screwed up when I ignored your safe word. I was angry at you for spoiling my fun and at Greg for having difficulties getting it up. I wanted to teach you a lesson. I guess it backfired. I want to know how I can make it right. What do I have to do to get you back?"

"Monique, what you can do is sign the divorce agreement. I have it right here, we can get someone from the hotel to notarize our signatures and we can move on. It's too late."

"Maybe if the thing with "hairy ass" hadn't happened, just maybe I might have overlooked you not responding to the safe word. I don't know. But I also had a pretty good idea of you were up to. Remember that night when we played at the Cooper's lake house. Well when we left and Alice hugged me, she told me to be careful. But there were other signs. I think that even if I had come home at my usual time instead of being early, I would have found you getting fucked by "hairy ass", who knows maybe even in our bed"

I looked at Monique, thinking was just a bit of guilt flashing across her face. Did I hit the nail on the head?

"Also, I was not crazy about your thoughts of building a "prison cell" in my place at the lake. The builder sent me the specs you had sent him and asked if I really wanted a place like that, with no way of getting out during an emergency. Then there was the sound proofing and the sound and video feed into the cell."

Did you plan to lock me in there, with no way to escape and feed sound and video of your getting fucked by some stud in my house?"

Another guilty look. My, my...

"Yes, after you broke protocol and ignored the safe word, Alice told me all you had revealed of your plans for me.'

"That bitch, I trusted her with my innermost secrets"

"Like I trusted you?

That seemed to hit "home"

"So you are saying that NO matter what I say or offer you, we are done?"

"Yes Monique that is what I'm saying. I lost all my trust in you. You blew it. Does it hurt? You bet it does. Will I miss the good times we had over years" Most certainly. But I will try to forget you, well at least the bad parts and at least for a while remember the good times. But I'm guessing that those will fade away over time as I make new good memories with...

"With that red headed lesbian bitch, your lawyer?"

"Yes maybe, see I trust her. Right now she holds the key to my CB."

Monique turning white – "What?

Then she sort of slumped down, totally deflated. "OK give me the damn papers, I see that I've lost you."

In one way I was glad that it seemed to be over, on the other hand I expected more of a fight. But I guess when she realized that some of her plans for me had come out. Oh I don't know.

Looking the papers over, "this looks OK to me. It matches what the bitch..."

"Please, Monique, you are better than that. Don't demean yourself. Call her by her name or refer to her as my lawyer. There is no need for name calling."

"Sorry, you are right. Thank you for reminding me ... your lawyer sent to mine last week. What I wanted to ask you is, you are not claiming half of my house. You are entitled to it."

Monique, I don't want a possible "bone of contention". I just want this over with and I have no desire for any part of that. It's yours and always has been yours. I guess (a little sad) I was wrong of thinking of it as our home."

"Besides, I really don't need that money. I'm well taken care of by your Dad's will."

"Yes that was quite a shock. I won't contest it. I wonder about what went on in Mom and Dad's heads when they added that secret provision. Did they have some idea. Maybe Dad thought, we wouldn't even last as long as we did and therefore not be anywhere near as expensive."

"Anyway, I don't think the company could stand a transfer of that much money. But I guess you know that. I talked to James and he said that a payment of 5 mill should be manageable without straining our reserves too much. Tell me what you think. You know pretty much to the last dollar what the financial situation is, well at least until you left."

"Yes I do, that five million is what I had in mind and I was thinking another two after 12 months and the balance a year after that. Of course there needs to be interest, since I'm actually lending you the four million."

"Interest?"

Sure, the will clearly states and requires a lump sum payment of nine million. If I agree to defer part of that, it's only logical that the company should pay interest. I'm not greedy. I'm thinking one percent over prime to be adjusted every six months, depending on what the prime rate does. Today's rate is 3.25 percent and it has been at that level for a long time. I don't' see much movement for the next 12 month but if inflation creeps up the Fed will most likely raise the rate and prime would follow."

"Anyway for the next six months we are talking 4.25 percent. That certainly is not a hardship."

So, here is the agreement based on my proposal. Take it and have your lawyer look at it. But please don't try to stall. That offer is only good 'till the end of the months. After that I will take steps to enforce the will and ask for the whole amount at one time."

"Now shall I try to find a notary so that we can get the divorce papers signed."

"Peter, when did you grow a set of balls like that?"

Laughing "you should know I always had them when it came to money. That's why you can afford paying me the five mill and if push came to shove even the nine. I'm just being nice, in part because I still care of what happens at the company."

"Does that mean you would..."

"Don't even go there. No, I have other plans for that money. Speaking of that, should your lawyer raise concerns about me using that money to start a company to compete with yours, I'll be OK with adding a "non compete" clause for say a reasonable time. Like the three years that it will take you to pay me off maybe even five. By that time technology will have advanced so far that there is no way I could do you any harm by starting as competitor. I would have to start from scratch."

"See, I'm not hard to get along with and I do trust you when it comes to business, just no longer in our personal lives."

With that I went over to the house phone in the room and asked if they could send a notary up to the meeting room.

When we left, Monique came close to me and was ready fend off a hug or kiss but no, she grabbed my crotch.

"Damn, you didn't bluff, you are wearing a CB"

I was kind of stunned and just stood there, then watched as M blew me a kiss and sashayed out of the room with exaggerated hip swing.

Whew, I'm glad this is over with. I had a signed divorce agreement in my briefcase and a 90 percent certainty to get five mill by the end of the months. I realized that I was hungry so went down to the hotel bar, ordered a Yuenling and a bison burger, medium rare, no bun and called Red.

"Red it's done, she signed and she took the 5/2/2 mill agreement. She was prepared, well I expected that, and knew that the company could handle it fairly easily. I gave her "till the end of the month."

"Good boy, I'll take you out to dinner tonight. Michelle is out of town for a couple of days on business. So it's just the two of us. We can talk then" – chuckling - "it will be off the clock. My job other than filing the papers with the court is done. Drop the papers off at the office when you get back. I'll have to be in court this afternoon. Give them to Sandra, she'll know what to do. See you at seven. Business casual, I'm going to take you to another neighborhood place I think you'll like. Bye".

With that she was gone and there was my beer and burger. Life was looking up. Tomorrow I'll go to work on "hairy ass".

I dropped off the signed divorce paper at Red's office, went for a short run and relaxed for a bit before ringing the bell at the lady's place at seven.

Red led me around a couple of corners to an Italian bistro. We had some great anti pasta and while Red had some sort of chicken dish, I had what I would consider the best linguini with a white clam sauce south of Little Italy in NYC. While we were having espresso and a shared desert, Red pushed the box I gave her in the morning towards me.

"Smiling, "I'm keeping the chain".

I must have looked very disappointed and upset. Putting her hands on top of mine

"Look baby, I'm very honored by your trust, but I'm not sure I am ready for the responsibility involved holding your key. You are on a rebound and..."

I held up my hand. "Please hold on to the box for a moment. Let's get out of here and talk about this either at your or my place."

We walked arm in arm in thoughtful silence back to our places.

"Let's go to yours. We can talk there. I think I feel more comfortable there. We are more equal there. There is (with a grin) no dungeon there."

As we got inside "last time I was here there was a smell, not sure what it was. It also was on you and your clothes. What was it?"

I had to think for a moment, then I got it. "I guess I had smoked a pipe and did not do a complete job ventilating the place."

"Have one now while we talk. I liked the smell."

I was happy as a clam. I really liked the idea of the pipe. For me it's the ideal tool during negotiations and if my guess was correct, that is what we were going to have.

See way back when during a summer vacation as an eighteen year old green lad, I was travelling with a friend in the Mediterranean. His dad was a captain on a tramp steamer. We worked painting and stuff like that but when we got to a port the two of us went off to sightsee. It was during one of these stops at Tangiers. We had gone to a bazaar to shop for some souvenirs for my Mom and stuff like that. I had picked up a hammered copper plate asking for a price. While I did that, I was smoking my pipe. It stopped drawing properly so forgetting about the plate for the moment, I poked at it and relit it. As I was messing with the pipe I finally realized that the guy selling the plate was dropping the price the longer I took getting my pipe going. Hmm, interesting. To cut a long story short, by the time we left his place of business I paid less than half of the original price quoted.

So smoking a pipe gives me time to think without seeming to hesitate to answer. It's just that the damn pipe is not drawing right.

So I got my pipe drawing, served us a couple of cognacs and just sat for a moment to contemplate my next words.

"Red, I would be most grateful if you would hang on to the key at least until the divorce is final. Use it as you see fit to release me or not. I think that M is not done. Yes for the moment she seems to have folded her tents but I'm not sure. I don't trust her. I need the security blanket of my dick locked and not available to her for manipulation. Please..."

"Hmm, I don't know. At the moment you are sort of lost, not sure if you're coming or going. I understand the part of the security blanket. But like I said I'm not sure if I want the responsibility. Maybe I should tell you who is interested in you at the BDSM club."

"Red, no please. You are my true friend. I need your help. Hell, charge me a key holder fee. I'm sure there are some web sites offering that and we can find out what the going rate is."

Laughing "OK, you win I'll keep the bloody key for the time being. You may regret that. Just think what Michelle will do once she finds out your dick is locked up – you know that sooner or later she'll find out. Even if I don't tell her which I'm not promising. She is going to tease and torment you, drive you out of your mind."

"So what is the longest M has ever kept you locked up? Better be honest, I can tell if you lie to me."

"Three months Goddess, it was pure hell."

"Good boy, I'm glad you're telling the truth. M did tell me about that one night at the club. Well I'm going to unlock you tonight but I might not do it again until your divorce is finalized. (chucking) It could be fun watching both you and Michelle getting more and more frustrated. She's going to tease and torment you but at the same time she'll be not much better off because the cock she craves every so often is locked up and I hold the key."

Red looked at her watch, it was relatively early, not quite ten.

"Do have to be any place tomorrow?" "No, why?" "What is this, asking questions? You are my slave, I don't have to give you any reason."

"Yes Goddess, sorry Goddess"

Red winked at me – "Neither do I. Let's go to our place. You will pay a "key holder fee" in the dungeon tonight."

She grabbed me by the crotch and tied to squeeze my dick. "Damn, that CB won't let me do that and your balls are too hard to reach. Move it toy, I need to inflict some pain."

As soon as we entered their place "Strip and kneel pointing at a spot by the stairs leading to the dungeon. Then Red disappeared for a while into Her inner sanctum. She came out wearing a Japanese silk robe, clearly no bra and had my collar and leash in her hand.

"See, your name "toy" is now on the collar and see the tag – "When found wandering in the streets please return to Goddess Red at..." this way if should stray..." leaving open of what might happen.

"I think I'll have another tag like this made and hang it from your CB. That way you'll always be "tagged" since there will be times when wearing my collar will not be too convenient."

She placed the collar around my neck, attached the leash and started up the stairs. "on your knees toy, on your knees unless I tell you different from now on."

It was not easy navigating the circular stairs. I had to try to stay on the outer edge trying to find the widest spots for my knees and Red kept trying to pull me over to the more narrow side, making it much more painful.

Eventually we got to the top without accident and into the dungeon.

"OK, stand up over here in the middle of the room." Then threw some cuffs to me. They clearly were metal from the weight but coated with something like neoprene. That way there would be no chafing from hard metal edges.

"Put these on your legs and wrists."

"Good boy, toy. Now hold your hands out and together." She clipped them together "hold your arms straight out like that and don't you dare drop them".

"Now spread your feet as far as possible. Further", emphasizing her demand by striking the insides of my thighs with a cane.

"Better" connecting a spreader bar the cuffs on my ankles making it impossible to close my legs. By pushing a button on a remote control Red had in her pocket she lowered a chain from the ceiling and hooked it to my wrist.

"Pay attention toy", handing me a ball connected to a power cord of sorts that had come down with the chain. "Grab this and squeeze gently."

A chirping sound came from some speaker and a yellow light was flashing. "Now squeeze harder". The volume increased quite a bit and the light turned red.

"I'm going to gag you because I will make you suffer. I don't necessarily enjoy cries of pain, at least not tonight. But moaning in total agony will be music to my ears. So this ball is your safe word. Don't drop it or you could be in real trouble. Now when the light flashes yellow, I know that you are close to a breaking point. I'll decide if I want to push you further or go to something else, some other form of torture. If it goes red, I will stop immediately whatever I'm doing and check on you. I will ask you if you need to talk. Nod your head and I'll remove your gag and you can speak freely about what is happening. Shake your head and I assume that you are OK as long as I go on to something else. Got that toy?

"Yes Goddess, thank you..."

Slapping my face pretty hard "Yes Goddess – No Goddess is all I want to hear from you unless you triggered the red light. Got that now?"

"Yes Goddess" "Good boy"

Next she pulled a hood over my face. "I like it when you can't see what will happen next. Anxiety is such nice form of torture."

"Hang on to that ball, I'm going to raise your arms now."

With that the motor whirred pulling my arms up to the point where I was almost on my toes. This was going to be uncomfortable in a hurry.

"OK, open wide" and with that Red inserted an inflatable ball gag into my mouth. Once seated properly she began to pump it up more and more 'till I was afraid that she might dislocate my jaws. I panicked and squeezed the button to the sound that I associated with yellow.

"Good boy, I was going to stop. But I was also testing you. Please don't try to push yourself beyond what you can stand because you think it will please me. I will get very upset with should you get injured because you were too stupid to push the button. Got that?"

I just nodded. She let just a tiny bit of air, releasing some of the pressure.

"There that should keep you quiet".

I heard some rustling of fabric and wondered if she had taken her robe off. Well I found out quickly that she had. Pressing her breasts against my back she reached around to my dick and balls.

"Hmm, can't do anything with this," pulling on my CB covered dick "but these are fair game".

I moaned in pain as Red assaulted my balls individually and in unison.

"Oh l like the sounds you're making and can't wait till your blindfold is soaking wet from your tears."

Biting my ear "tonight you will (bite) suffer for those (bite) for what (bite) those bastards (bite) did to me years ago. (bit) Tonight I you will be the means of purifying ME from those demons that still haunt me from time to time."

With that she must have stepped back because contact was broken and the next sensation was a pretty harsh flogger hitting my back again and again. Not sure what it was but it sure as hell was not the soft elk skin they used on me the last time I was up here. I have no idea how long this went on, but I knew that there was not a single square inch of skin between my neck and the soles of my feet that had not been hit. I was hurting between the whipping and the way I was secured to the ceiling. Red was right, my hood was getting soaked with my tears. I don't think M ever punished me like this for such a prolonged time. But it had not gotten to the point where I needed to squeeze the ball in my hand.

Suddenly I felt something pushing into my mouth. "It's a straw toy, suck on it. You need a bit of fluid the way you've been sweating and crying."

I got a couple of gulps before it was withdrawn. "Enough".