Chapter 9

That evening I wait for Tom to arrive home. He hasn’t pushed me to call him ‘Master’ again, and I confine the honorific to when we play our games in bed. On that front, we have come a long way from the boring vanilla sex that we previously performed each night. Mistress Lyn has only had occasion to cane me twice since my initial punishment. However, both times the marks on my arse have driven Tom wild with desire. We are careful to respect our agreement with Mistress Lyn, and we don’t engage in anal sex as much as I’m willing to give it a try. I’m not sure Tom would do so even if our agreement with Mistress Lyn didn’t prohibit it.

“Rosalyn has sent me a link to a video of your visit to The Manor,” says Tom while we eat our evening meal. “Apparently it’s available on some porn site.”

I nearly choke on my food. I don’t recall agreeing to being a porn actress, but then I didn’t object when Stella produced a camera and started recording part of my tour of The Manor. Perhaps I was being naïve to think the recording would be kept private between us. I check the link Mistress Lyn sent Tom and realise that the video isn’t on a porn site but The Manor’s own website. It’s purpose is presumably to introduce members to a new pony girl.

Tom waits until I’ve washed up the dishes from our evening meal before we sit down and watch the video. It’s only a few minutes long, and it focusses on my tour of the dungeon. As I suspected, my real identity is well hidden under my outfit and the commentary only refers to me as Red. Had I not known that it is me that we are watching, I wouldn’t have recognised myself. Of course, to Tom, the video is first class porn and he isn’t afraid to show it. When we’ve finished watching the video for the third time, I oblige him by kneeling on the floor in front of him and giving him a blow job. It doesn’t take long before he ejaculates down my throat. It’s one of the new experiences that we both enjoy thanks to Mistress Lyn’s influence on our relationship.