Chapter 38: Another Party, and Getting Nina Ready

During the following week, Gretchen made very few demands of Nina. It almost seemed like she was holding back on exerting any real control, even though Scott had metaphorically ‘handed over the reins‘. Nina was a little confused by Gretchen’s subdued attitude, but decided to accept it, mainly because it meant that she wasn’t getting abused or humiliated by being made to do anything that might jeopardize her in any way. She wasn’t being made to be out in public in see-through clothes, she wasn’t be made to service anyone outside the gym, and she hadn’t been whipped or punished since that fateful night.

She still felt very much like a slave. Gretchen made sure to collar her whenever she was in the gym, even though it really wasn’t necessary. Nina accepted it as being a very visual mark of her slavery. It also let all the other women in the gym know that she was available to service them, and many of them made use of her mouth and fingers, especially since Gretchen wasn’t hovering around as she had been in the past.

There hadn’t been any real forceful incidents, but there were a few times when one or two of the women would simply push her to her knees, or even make her lay down so they could sit on her face. On more than one occasion Gretchen had seen her slave being used in this manner and had made no comment about the way Nina was being treated. Nina simply accepted that she might have bruises on her breasts, or even bruised lips, and that was simply part of her new status as a full-time slave.

By Friday, Nina had started to get accustomed to her new status and decided that she simply had to make the best of it. She was fairly certain that she could go to Gretchen and raise an issue if things seemed to be getting out of control. Her only other choice was to walk away from life as a slave but then she might have to deal with Scott and that thought concerned her most of all. He would remind her that she was the one who had placed herself in this position and his decision to control her was simply his way of trying to protect her as she experienced this new facet of her life. She decided to shake things off and simply get on with her new life.

When she arrived at the gym, Gretchen was in the exercise area, coaching a client. Nina went up to her, and Gretchen hugged her closely, then wrapped an arm around her and took her into the back. In the locker room, Nina quickly shed her blouse and skirt, knowing that Gretchen would want her in just her stockings as soon as possible. She stopped and posed, with one hand on her hip, letting Gretchen drink in her nudity.

As she expected, Gretchen came to her and held her by the shoulders, then kissed her deeply, and started roaming her body with her hands. Nina’s breasts were squeezed firmly, her nipples rubbed and pulled, her ass got a squeeze, and finally a hand settled on her mound and moved to her pussy, rubbing her folds firmly. As usual, she was already wet, since just the thought of being touched by Gretchen would arouse her quickly. One finger slipped between her folds, questing for her clit, and she hissed as it found the little bud, rubbing it firmly for a moment. She knew that Gretchen wanted her aroused to the point of orgasm, but would not let her come this easily.

She broke the kiss, still holding Gretchen, and looked into her eyes. “I know you won’t let me come, Mistress, but I still can’t get over how quickly you can put me on the edge, and how little effort it takes you.”

“Ah, my little slut, it comes from years of experience doing this to other sluts, and the fact that I was trained by a true master in how to handle another woman. There’s also the fact that you have such a wonderfully reactive body, and that I simply love playing with it. And as much as you complain, I know you love it when I simply take control and do to you whatever I want. Right?” Gretchen’s fingers had kept moving throughout her little speech, and she could see the flush of arousal spreading across Nina’s face and upper chest. She could feel Nina’s hips churning, and loved how responsive this beautiful woman was.

“You’re going to force me to ask, even though I already know the answer. May I come, Mistress?”

Gretchen smiled, then pulled her into another kiss, and finally released Nina’s clit. Pulling back a little, she grinned and said, “Like you said, you already knew the answer.” She kissed her again, then said, “Okay, get changed, and get your collar. I’ve got customers to see to, and something for you to do.”

Nina rolled down her stockings and took off her shoes, placing all of her clothes in her locker. She put on her sports bra and shorts, then tied on her sneakers. Finally, she took her collar out of her locker, and knelt in front of Gretchen, presenting it to her on her outstretched hands.

Gretchen took the collar then paused for a moment, thinking. “Since you’re no longer a slave only while you’re in the gym, I think we need to get something different for the future. For the time being you can wear the collar to mark you as a slave, but we need something that you can wear in the outside world. It will need to show your status but it shouldn’t be too obvious to the straights, and it should be something you could wear pretty much full-time.”

She leaned over to buckle the collar on Nina as she said, “I’ll work on it, and maybe talk to a couple of other Mistresses to see what they use with their full-time slaves. Leave it with me. For now, you’ll wear the collar when you’re here, and probably nothing when you’re out in the real world.”

“Yes, Mistress. Whatever you choose. I accept your control, and I accept your collar as a sign of that control.”

Gretchen finished fastening the collar around Nina’s neck, then helped her up. “Go stretch out, then get on the treadmill. Do a couple of kilometres.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Nina followed Gretchen’s orders, and was soon pounding along at a steady clip. After a couple of minutes, Gretchen came over and turned on the display screen that was mounted on the treadmill’s console.

“I have a video that I want you to watch. The video takes less than ten minutes, but I want you to watch it closely.” Nina looked at her with a raised eyebrow, but nodded, and turned her attention to the screen. She saw a very pretty blonde girl, probably no more than about twenty-two. The girl was only wearing long black gloves, and black stockings that came to about mid-thigh. The girl sat down in a modernistic chair, then spread her legs very wide, showing her shaved mound and her full breasts to the camera.

She started moving her gloved hands all over her naked body, squeezing her breasts, and rubbing her pussy. Her hands never stopped moving, dragging the camera on a journey over her body, and focusing on her pussy. She draped a leg over the arm of the chair to widen her stance, and ensure that all of her wet pussy was on display.

After a few minutes, she picked up a black vibrator, and started sucking on it, then sliding it through her folds, and into her pussy. She pushed it in deep, fucking herself for a few moments, then pulled it out to slip through her folds, stimulating her clit. Her performance was designed to grab the viewer’s attention and keep it focused on her body. At one point she knelt on the chair, presenting her ass to the camera, and sliding the vibrator into her pussy from behind. She looked at the camera over her shoulder, smiling coquettishly as she masturbated with the vibrator.

The girl ended her performance by sitting with her legs almost in a split, the vibrator moving in and out of her pussy, her hair flying around her head, and moaning as the orgasm finally took her. As she settled back down, she was once again looking into the camera, legs still wide open, and languidly rubbing her pussy as the orgasm left her drained.

At that moment, Gretchen came over and watched the final seconds of the video. “What did you think?”

“She’s a beautiful girl, and it was quite a performance. Very erotic, and arousing.”

“Turned you on, didn’t it? Makes you want to get down on your knees and lick her, because she’s got a very pretty pussy.”

“Yes, she does. She’s so young that she probably tastes pretty good. So, was there a point, except to turn me on a little more? Is the girl here in the gym, or something?”

“Oh, don’t I wish. Now, did you follow the girl’s performance? I mean really watch what she was doing, how she was teasing her audience?”

“Yes, Mistress, I did. I assume that you’re going somewhere with this?”

“Yes, I do have an ulterior motive. Tonight, you and I are going to another party. This one is different from the dominants party. The party tonight is more upscale, including formal dress. However, there are usually a few demonstrations during the party, or some form of entertainment.”

“And I’m to be the entertainment, I presume, Mistress.”

“Yes, slut. Tonight, you are going to give the same performance that you just watched, right down to the black gloves, the black stockings, and the black vibrator.”

“So, I’m going to sit naked in a room full of people in formal dress, and play with myself until I come. Are you sure about this? I don’t even know if I can do it.”

“You will do wonderfully, for several reasons. First, since you are my slave, this is simply an occasion where you will do my bidding. Doing this is the only way to know if you are capable of a little exhibitionism when you are not bound, as you were at the dominants party.

“Second, you’ll be collared for the party even though we will be out in public. You can’t actually refuse to wear a collar even in the outside world, since you are my slave and I will require it. Being collared will be a reminder that you won’t be able to refuse me. And finally, you’ll be doing it for me. I’ll be watching you the whole time, keeping you safe, and you can simply stare at me, and ignore everyone else. You can act as if the only two people in the room are you and me, and you’re doing this because I told you that you are beautiful, especially when you come. I think you’ll actually find it a great experience, and I think your orgasm will be very strong because of your surroundings, and the nature of the situation.”

“You have much more faith in me than I do, Mistress.”

“Personally, I think what you did at the dominants party took one hell of a lot more guts than this. You allowed a dominant master to fuck your face in front of the whole assembly; you ate a dominant mistress for almost an hour, not letting her come, and even getting her to agree to be gang-banged for an orgasm, and you’re worried about this? I think I should spank you for even thinking that you couldn’t handle it.”

“Yes, Mistress. I think you are probably right. Should I present myself for punishment? And if you spank me, will I get to come, or will you stop short and leave me hanging?”

“Smartass slut. What I should do is take you into the playroom, hang you by your ankles, and whip your ass and your pussy until you scream for mercy, then not let you come. I’ll leave you hanging there, and come back every five minutes to play with your clit until you’re on the edge again. After I’ve played like that for a few hours, then we’ll see how ready for an orgasm you are.”

Nina shuddered at the image presented by Gretchen, and some of the colour drained from her face. She looked into Gretchen’s eyes, a tinge of fear showing on her face. Gretchen’s gaze did not waver. “I think you actually would do that to me, Mistress. From your description, I’d say you’ve done exactly that before. I am very sorry, Mistress. I did not mean to be flip. Please punish me as you see fit.”

“You damn well did mean to be flip, so don’t lie to me to avoid punishment. I give you entirely too much leeway because you are my friend and my lover as well as my slave. That’s my mistake, but I should make you pay for it from time to time. This is all part of life as a slave and don’t forget that I own you completely when your husband is out of town.” After a few seconds, Gretchen said, “Get down off that treadmill, and come with me.”

Nina started slowing the treadmill, dropping to a walking pace, then she finally shut it down and stepped off. Gretchen was walking purposefully toward the door into the back area, and she hurried to catch up, fearful about what was to transpire. She was fairly certain that Gretchen really did intend to punish her, and was a little afraid as to the form the punishment might take.

She followed Gretchen to the locker room, and stripped out of her workout clothes, then followed her to the open area between the whirlpool and the plunge pool. There were several women using various parts of the facilities. Gretchen looked at Nina, and said, “Bring me a chair.” Nina hurried to comply, bringing over a straight-backed chair from one side of the area.

Gretchen sat down, then looked at Nina expectantly. Nina now knew that she was about to be spanked in front of all the women in this part of the gym. She lowered her head, then walked over and placed herself across Gretchen’s lap, letting her hands rest on the floor in front of her head. Her toes were touching the floor on the other side, and her ass was the highest point of her body; Gretchen took a moment to admire the view, then tapped her on the inside of her thighs, getting her to widen the spread of her legs a little. Nina knew that this put her wet pussy on display, and allowed Gretchen to play with it as she was being spanked; she was fairly certain that Gretchen intended the spanking to not only punish her, but to increase her arousal even more.

“I’ll spare you the requirement to count and to ask for the next, because we don’t have time for a long slow spanking. This one will be fast and hard.” True to her word, Gretchen began raining blows on the round ass so nicely presented on her lap. She alternated cheeks, and after a total of ten blows, stopped to caress the beautiful buttocks for a moment. Nina had been quiet to this point, although tears were dripping from her eyes. She moaned in her throat at the feel of Gretchen’s hand softly caressing her burning rear; the moan became louder when Gretchen ran a finger along her wet labia, tapping once on her clit. Several of the women had gathered around Gretchen to watch the display; the ones with the best view could see the drops of moisture along Nina’s folds.

The spanking resumed with the target being the very bottom edge of each buttock; Gretchen laid another ten to each side, then started to caress the whole area again. Nina’s hips lifted toward Gretchen’s hand, and she moaned aloud again. Gretchen knew that Nina had reached the point at which the spanking was ceasing to be punishment, and was becoming pleasure. She applied another half-dozen blows to each cheek, and could feel Nina’s hips in constant motion as each spank warmed the flesh beneath the hand.

“All right slut, that will do for the punishment, but there are a few people here who would like to feel whether I still have the touch and can deliver a proper spanking. Spread your legs a bit more so they can check for themselves.”

Nina widened the gap between her legs, making her wet pussy very visible. Gretchen kept a hand on Nina’s back to hold her in position, and addressed the watchers. “Please take a moment to feel the heat, or the moisture, to see what a good spanking can be like.” The women all stepped forward, then formed a line. As each one stepped up, she would reach out a hand to rub over one or both of Nina’s cheeks, and then trail a finger or two between her labia; one or two of the fingers went so far as to probe her opening, and all of them massaged her clit for the briefest of moments.

As the last woman touched Nina, Gretchen said to the group, “Please wait a moment. I’m sure that my slave will want to thank you for assisting in her punishment.” To Nina, she said, “On your knees, slut, and offer your tongue to thank these women for assisting me.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Nina straightened up, then lowered herself to her knees, and faced the group of women, her face wet from the tears she had shed, and flushed with the humiliation of having been spanked in front of others, and over the acts she was about to perform. She put her hands behind her back, then straightened her back and looked over the group.

“This slave thanks you for your assistance in her punishment. As a measure of its gratitude, this slave offers up its tongue and its mouth for your pleasure.”

After a moment, one of the women stepped forward and placed a hand on the side of Nina’s face. “I’ll try your tongue, slave. Let’s see if you’re as good as you look.” She stepped closer, widening her stance, and moving her hand to the top of Nina’s head, using it to pull Nina into her pussy. The woman wasn’t completely shaved, although the lips of her sex had no hair on them. Nina licked the length of her vulva, then stiffened her tongue to probe between the outer labia, finding her inner lips to be somewhat dry. She worked the length of the slit, and circled the clitoris several times, wetting it with her tongue and her lips.

The woman reacted by pulling Nina in tighter to her pussy, and moving her hips up and down, guiding Nina’s tongue along the length of her labia. Nina did her best to maintain contact with the clit, using her lips to squeeze it when she could, and flicking her tongue over the tip whenever it was within reach. The woman held tight to Nina’s head for another minute, then suddenly stood up, moving back from Nina’s mouth. Looking down, she said, “You certainly do have a talented tongue, but I don’t want to hold up the line. My slave will finish what you started.” Looking toward Gretchen, she said, “I envy you, Gretchen. She is a treasure, and she’s gorgeous. If you ever want to share her around, or if you’re thinking about selling her, please let me know.” The woman grabbed one of the others in the group, presumably her slave, and walked off.

The next woman looked down at Nina’s wet face, and turned to another member of the group. “Slut, clean her face for me.” A pretty young woman immediately knelt and began licking Nina’s face, removing all traces of the previous user. She managed to kiss Nina a few times in the process, while making it look like she was cleaning her mouth. Her mistress began to get a little impatient. “All right, enough. Stay down there, since you won’t be getting to test her tongue. You can play with her tits if you want.” The young woman moved behind Nina and wrapped her arms around her, grasping a breast in each hand, and massaging them firmly.

The other woman moved up to Nina and looked down at her. “Let’s see just how good you are. You’re not done until I come.” She took a handful of Nina’s hair and pulled her face into her shaved mound. This time, Nina found a pussy that was already moist, and partially engorged, the inner labia out and accessible. She licked the length of the pussy, then stiffened her tongue and pushed it into the vaginal opening. She stabbed in and out several times, then circled the opening, flicking the tip of her tongue around its perimeter. She could feel a reaction in the pussy’s owner, as her hips started a slow movement in and out. The slave behind her was working her breasts quite hard, moving from the base of each breast out to the tip, but avoiding the nipples for the moment.

Nina licked the slit from the vaginal opening up to the clit, flicking her tongue under the clitoral hood, and massaging the tip of the clitoris firmly with the tip of her tongue. She heard the woman give a slight moan as she did this, and knew that she was having an effect on the owner of the clit. She pursed her lips and started sucking on the clit, making it swell with new blood, and stimulating the sides of the shaft. The slave’s hands moved onto Nina’s nipples, and she could feel her rolling the nipples in her fingers, applying steadily increasing pressure. Nina’s tongue started flicking over the very tip of the clit, while her lips held it in position. The mistress’s hips began moving at a faster rate, and Nina kept steady pressure on her pussy to stay in position.

The slave moved her hands from Nina’s tits to her pussy, and started a light stroking of her labia, rimming her vaginal opening at one end, and lightly rubbing the sides of her clit at the other. Gretchen saw the effect this was having on Nina, and she knelt by the slave. “You can play, but if you make her come it won’t be my hand on your ass you’ll be feeling. I’ll string you up and whip you until you scream, and I know your mistress will let me do it.” The slave paled in fear, and her hands quickly returned to Nina’s breasts, leaving her pussy alone.

Nina increased the pressure of her tongue, keeping it moving rapidly, and sucked harder on the mistress’s clit for a moment. As the mistress ground her hips into Nina’s mouth, Nina lessened the pressure of her tongue, keeping up her rapid movements. The mistress pulled her head in tightly to try to get the pressure back. As Nina felt the tighter contact, she suddenly sucked hard on the clit, and scraped her teeth along its sides. The sudden flash of sensation pushed the mistress into her climax, and she roared out its arrival, banging her hips into Nina’s face, rubbing her clit around her lips, and soaking Nina’s face in her juices. The mistress held Nina’s head with both hands to steady herself, and the slave held both of Nina’s breasts very tightly, once again massaging them in her hands.