Kendalls Sore and Pleasured Punishment at The Bondage Club: A Descent into BDSM Submission

The Bondage Club
Chapter 3


Kendall's sex was completely sore for sitting for several hours on the Sybian with no relief from the low vibrating machine. Worst, was the fact she was unable to have an organism though she desperately wanted to. The only semi-relief she had was when another mistress named Kathleen came over for a spell to talk to Amanda. She was beautiful to look at with a small rounded face. Ruby red lips and dark eyes. Her hair was parted on the side and cut into a bob the length of her chin. She had a slender body and wore a micro black leather miniskirt to which Kendall could seed from her vantage point she wasn't wearing any undergarments. Her medium size breasts were also exposed as she wore the frame of a bra but without the cups. Black leather thigh high boots adorned her legs completing her outfit.

She carried a riding crop in her right hand while her left held a leash. The other end of the leash was connected to the collar around the powerful neck of a very muscular man who crawled on all fours next to Mistress Kathleen's left leg. He was naked except a pouch which covered his member. A ring on the outside of the pouch at the base of his cock connected to another ring pulled tight just above the ball sack. This gizmo kept the man/dog rock hard and Kendall could see even though it was in a covered pouch that his man-hood was large. Very large.

While Mistress Kathleen was sitting and talking with Mistress Amanda, the man/dog began sniffing around Kendall. He sniffed her leg and followed it upwards to her sex but because of the position she was in, leaning forward on the Sybian, he wasn’t able to get his nose in close. So instead he worked his way around to her backside where he found her ass covered by the catsuit. Using his nose and tongue he was able to get a hold of the partially open zipper and pull it further up. Soon he had his nose pressed in between her splayed ass cheeks sniffing at her bung hole. Thrusting out his tongue, he began to lick her hole. Though Kendall had a few boyfriends in the past, none of them every so much as touched her ass hole never the less have put a tongue to it. She was surprised at how good it actually felt and was moaning in pleasure when the man/dog's mistress noticed and jerked his leash pulling him away.
"What the hell are you doing?" She basically screamed. "Heal Manfred!" And the man/dog went and knelt besides his Mistress' leg.

Putting the riding crop up under Kendall's chin, she lifted her head up to face her. "What the hell do you think you where doing allowing my dog to lick you like that? I didn't give him permission to lick your shitty ass! You need to be punished for that! Maybe in the future I'll have you brought to my kennels and have you mated with one of my mastiffs." She proclaimed. "But for now I think this will do nicely," and reaching down yanked off the two nipple clips off of Kendall.
Thinking she'd was going to find some relief from the numbness that had set in since the weighted clips were placed on her nipples, Kendall was in for a shock as the blood rushed forward back into them making it feel as if a thousand needless where jabbing them simultaneously. Her muffled scream into the cock gag brought a smile of pleasure to the Mistress' face, knowing how much pain the action had really caused.

After awhile her nipples felt as if they had returned to normal and Mistress Kathleen and her man/dog left and went about their way. A short time later she heard a familiar voice saying hello to Mistress Amanda. She looked up and saw her sister Kim moving toward them. Shorter then Kendall's 5'10", Kim stood taller than her 5'3" frame as she wore a pair of 4" stilettos. A leather pencil skirt covered her curvy 38” hips to just above her knees and a shear blouse did nothing to hide her ample 36D breasts and was short enough to expose her 26” tummy. Her black hair was teased so it flowed around her head almost giving her the look of a lion's mane.

Kendall tried to get her sister's attention but her muffled voice could be hardly heard in the club. Her only hope was if Mistress Amanda reveled who she was to Kim.

"Kim! Good to see you. Please, come have a seat next to me."

Kim sat down to the left of Amanda.

"How are you?

"Well, thank you."

"Are you enjoying what our establishment has to offer?"

"Yes, for sure. I've really been enjoying it. I'm glad my application for enrollment was accepted."

"The board and I thought you'd be a good fit with our life style."

"Thank you, I'm so glad to be a part of this club."

"Tell me, are the other members treating you well?"

"Oh yes, and that Mistress Venus that you introduced me too has been showing me the things I need to accomplish to become full fledged Mistress myself instead of only an honorary one."

"Yes. Well one of the things you'll need to do is get yourself a willing slave."

"Speaking of slaves, I see you have yourself a new one." Kim said glancing at the girl on the Sybian and thinking there was something familiar about her.

"Yes, I just acquired her this afternoon."

"She looks kind of young."

"Old enough."

"I noticed she isn't pierced yet?"

"Yes, I still have to get that done." An evil thought passed through Amanda's mind. "Say, you wouldn't want to help me with that would you?" She asked.
"Really?" Kim answered. "I'd love too!"

“Good. Then lets take her to my private play room then.” Amanda said and stood up. Reaching down she turned off the Sybian and pulled Kendall off of it.
Kendall began to try and stand when Amanda pushed her back down onto her knees. “I didn't give you permission to stand, bitch! You follow me on your knees.” She said and started to walk away pulling on her leash.

Kendall desperately tried to keep up but failed.

Amanda turned to Kim who was following along. “I think this slave needs some motivation.” And handed Kim her own leather ridding crop.

“It would be my pleasure.” She answered. Smacking Kendall on her ass with the crop, she said, “Move slave.” And gave her a few more smacks of the crop.
Kendall was forced to follow along on her knees across the club room and into and down a hallway, all along being smacked on the ass with the crop by her sister. They passed several doors on both sides of the hall until they came to one at

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