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A Dominants Pleasure: The Sugar Cane Plantation BDSM Adventure Unfolds The Sugar Cane Plantation - Chapter 4 When she awoke, Eric was still sleeping but June was already up. Finishing in the bathroom she slipped out, trying not to wake Eric, into the other room where she found June. June smiled and greeted her. Cynthia asked her if they should go to breakfast or wait for Eric. June looked at with a funny expression and replied “Neither right now love. I have something that I need very much like for you to do for me”. Cynthia assured her she would and wondered why she even asked. June smiled, stepped over and put her arms around her and whispered “thank you love, then it’s time for us to go to the dungeon”. Cynthia thought that they had tested the bounds yesterday, but at this point would refuse June nothing. “Of course Ma’am” she answered and began taking off the clothes she had just put on. “No lover” June said as she put her hand over Cynthia’s to stop her from undoing the buttons on her blouse. “Not you today. Today it will be me!” Cynthia was confused and bewildered, and also suddenly apprehensive. All she had seen of June since the two had met was the strong dominant woman. She had seen her interact with Robert in his submissive role, and of course she ruled Eric ruthlessly. Her own submission at June’s hands had been overwhelming. For June to be the submissive… …and then things took a turn
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A Dominants Pleasure: The Sugar Cane Plantation BDSM Adventure Unfolds
The Sugar Cane Plantation - Chapter 4
When she awoke, Eric was still sleeping but June was already up. Finishing in the bathroom she slipped out, trying not to wake Eric, into the other room where she found June.
June smiled and greeted her. Cynthia asked her if they should go to breakfast or wait for Eric. June looked at with a funny expression and replied “Neither right now love. I have something that I need very much like for you to do for me”.
Cynthia assured her she would and wondered why she even asked. June smiled, stepped over and put her arms around her and whispered “thank you love, then it’s time for us to go to the dungeon”.
Cynthia thought that they had tested the bounds yesterday, but at this point would refuse June nothing. “Of course Ma’am” she answered and began taking off the clothes she had just put on.
“No lover” June said as she put her hand over Cynthia’s to stop her from undoing the buttons on her blouse. “Not you today. Today it will be me!”
Cynthia was confused and bewildered, and also suddenly apprehensive. All she had seen of June since the two had met was the strong dominant woman. She had seen her interact with Robert in his submissive role, and of course she ruled Eric ruthlessly. Her own submission at June’s hands had been overwhelming. For June to be the submissive… it was hard to grasp.
Cynthia tried to come to grips with the idea. Yes, June had mentioned that she was a pain slut and enjoyed submitting on occasion. Cynthia had accepted it when June mentioned it, but this was different.
She looked into June’s eyes. “Love I would do anything for you, and if this is what you want I’ll try. I just don’t know if I’ll be any good at.”
“Of course you will. You’ve got the pent up sadistic streak in you. I’ve watched you. If for some reason you really, really find it bothers you, Robert will be more than happy to make me scream. It’s just that I’d so much rather it was you love”
Cynthia, sounding more assured by far than she really was hugged June and whispered in here ear “Don’t worry my love, you’ll be screaming before too long, but I think I’ll make it last a long time”.
June kissed her deeply and thanked her. Arm in arm the two left the sleeping Eric in the bedroom and headed for the slave quarters.
Halfway there June turned to Cynthia and simply said “thank you”. Cynthia responded that she would do anything for her, but June interrupted her. “No. Thank you for remembering about my relationship with Eric and not making me walk down here chained and naked”.
Admittedly the thought had crossed her mind, as Cynthia remember her own journey yesterday, wrists chained behind her, hobbling in leg irons and naked for anyone wandering by to see. But she actually wanted a moment to talk to June, to get a better feeling of what June wanted, before she actually restrained her sexy friend, and told her so.
“You’ll be just fine. And besides, there are some things that will make it easy for you.
One thing that turns me on a lot is if you make me suggest ways for me to be tortured.
It’s sort of a devil’s dilemma knowing that if I suggest something bad, you’ll do it to me, and if I suggest something not bad enough I’ll get worse. All sorts of mental gymnastics that we can put to use. You’ll be fine love!!!
By now they had reached the door, but as June explained, they lingered outside. It was as if the door was not just a physical threshold but a mental one as well and both women wanted to take a moment before they crossed it.
As Cynthia digested this, June continued. “And later, once you’ve got me fixed as you want me, and amused yourself, you can invite Robert to participate. I’ll leave that up to you. He’s incredibly sadistic, especially since he knows what a pain slut I can be, and I do sort of owe him a crack at me. It’s your call love”.
Cynthia pulled June to her and kissed her deeply. “Are you ready love?” she asked taking a deep breath.
“Yes love – I’m ready, and Cynthia, one request”. As Cynthia still holding her close and looking into her eyes waited expectantly, June continued.. “I really, really need to scream for you.”
As she finished, she reached into her pocket and handed Cynthia a pair of handcuffs that she been carrying. Cynthia took the cuffs and feeling a wave of emotion flow over her said simply “Strip”
It was as if a switch had been flipped. The whole dynamic between them went tumbling end over end as Cynthia watch June standing in the sunlight by the door begin removing her clothes.
The blouse and bra. She noted how incredibly hot her friend looked standing there topless, still wearing jeans and her boots. She shed her boots and reached for the waist of her jeans when Cynthia stopped her.
Taking her arm and turning her around, Cynthia locked her wrists behind her back, making sure the handcuffs were snug.
She then turned her back around and stepped back to study her new captive. She really did look sexy with her nipples hardening, pulled back arms exposing her breasts more prominently.
Deciding to leave her partially clothed, Cynthia took hold of her arm and marched her through the door, down the long room where slaves had once slept, to that room she had visited only days ago, but seemed like an eternity.
Once inside the playroom, she stopped her ward, and unfastened her belt and the snap on her jeans, pulling them down, noticing that June had elected to forego underwear in anticipation. Holding her as she stepped out of her jeans, she studied her friend, now completely naked.
“Before we really get started, I want to study my property for the day. Position one” she ordered.
Though it was difficult with her hands cuffed behind her, June complied as quickly as she could, eventually ending up on her back with her cuffed hands under her.
She obediently brought her legs up and back, as far as she could without the use of her hands to help, and spread her legs as far as she could, lying there patiently..
Cynthia marveled at the sight presented.
The mental of the dominance and submission drove itself home again.
Of course she’d seen June naked before. They made love together and she’d spent what seemed like hours between her legs, worshipping the very pussy that was on display for her now.
But this was different. She was clothed, June was naked. June was exposing herself on command, and was spreading her legs wide so that her intimate parts could be studied for Cynthia’s amusement.
Cynthia felt the dampness between her own legs and knew instantly that all would be fine. This was like topping Eric or Robert, but this was June so it was so much better!!
And yes, she knew that she would enjoy hearing her friend and lover scream!!
As June lay there obediently Cynthia reached out and began to tease her, letting her fingers slide along the labia, lightly rubbing the still covered and hidden clit. As she teased and stroked her captive she asked her.
“Well tell me June, and be honest. What drives you really, really wild? Not promising that I’ll oblige you – I have my own plans, but I want to know what’s going on in the deep dark corners of that mind”.
“I enjoy having my breasts and pussy tortured Ma’am” she started.
Cynthia cut her off. “That’s tits and cunt, and from now on you are slut”.
Was June actually blushing slightly? No – must be her imagination she thought as June continued.
“Sorry Ma’am. Slut craves having her tits and cunt tortured”
“We’ll talk later about what you’ve had done to them, for now I want you in restraint that is going to be as uncomfortable as possible for a while. You know more about all the toys here, so give me some options for an extended position for you. One that will hurt.”
Cynthia could not believe the words she was saying. It was like a hidden personality was latching on to June’s pain slut psyche and going forward.
June, still lying back completely exposed, hesitated just briefly. “Ma’am this slut should probably be put on the horse of the rest of the morning”.
When Cynthia ordered her to show her, June, first asking permission, wrestled herself up and led Cynthia over to a device in the corner that Cynthia had not noticed before.
“This is the horse Ma’am” June said as they stood before the wooden structure. Four sturdy legs held two flat sides that leaned together, forming a narrow ridge at the top.
“It will cause slut moderate to serious pain for as long as you choose to keep her on it”
“Demonstrate” Cynthia ordered.
Obediently, June, getting on her tip toes moved to straddle the device, the two sides spreading near the bottom forcing her to spread her legs, with her crotch resting on the narrow ridge.
Cynthia noticed two sets of straps on the side pieces, toward the rear. June noticing her glance said “yes Ma’am, those are for slut’s feet. Using them insures that all of the weight is on her cunt.”
Cynthia began enjoying this prospect very much. She could see how this thing could be extremely painful, very quickly.
She rubbed her own crotch through her shorts, enjoying the erotic sensation as she imagined how June’s pussy might be feeling.
In the midst of her thoughts about the fate of June’s vulva, June interjected – “if Ma’am chooses, there are certain refinements that can be added”.
“Describe and explain so that you can experience them”.
:”Yes Ma’am. First a collar with a strap to connect slut’s wrists.
Cynthia found it nearby and buckled it around June’s neck. Then pulling the cuffed wrists into the small of the lovely woman’s back, she fastened the snap clip. Her captive would not be able to use her hands to lift herself off the horse.
“Thank you Ma’am. Next, there is a leather discipline hood. Ma’am might put that on my head.
Cynthia, knowing that June would soon show her the full menu of torments found the hood and slipped it over her lover’s head.
Openings for nose and mouth insured easy breathing, but sight was taken away. Laces at the back allowed it to be tightened around the victim’s head. Cynthia could only imagine the sensation of dark, sightless confinement!
“Tit clamps are on the table over there along with a bungee Ma’am.. They will keep slut’s nipples in considerable pain”
Sure enough, Cynthia retrieved two vicious looking clover clamps to which were attached two relatively strong rubber cords.
She stopped to tease first one, then the other of her lover’s nipples erect. Then opening each spring loaded clamp in turn, settled them on the presented nipples. She made sure that the tips of the clamps bit right at the base of each nipple. June’s sharp intake of breath as she clamp bit told her they were quite effective.
“Now if Ma’am chooses, I can help insure this will experience considerable suffering and discomfort for as long as Ma’am would like”.
June continued. “Slut should be fixed so that she cannot move Ma’am. There is a ring behind me. A leather strap can be used to connect the back of the hood to the ring.
Cynthia was getting the picture very quickly and probably could have finished on her own, but listening to June giving instructions for her own torture was hot. June had been right.
She was loving this!
“Slut’s tits should now be put in more pain Ma’am. The bungee cords on the clamps can be fastened to the ring in front of me. Once slut’s tits are fastened, tightening the head strap will insure immobility and considerable pain.”
Cynthia needed no more encouragement.
She stretched the rubber bungees until she could fasten the hooks to the ring at the front of the horse. This had the effect of causing June to not only cry out, but to lean forward, trying desperately to lessen the pinching and stretching of her nipples.
She then walked behind her captive and began pulling and tightening the head strap.
First just June’s head was pulled back and Cynthia was ready to stop. “Ma’am this slut needs to suffer more if Ma’am pleases, so the strap can be tightened.
Cynthia pulled and tugged and the effect was stunning. Beautiful breasts stretched and pulled forward, while the hooded head was pulled backward.
“Thank you Ma’am for providing the punishment slut deserves.
The last two steps if you please Ma’am” will add to it.”
Cynthia told her to go on.
“Ma’am may want to make sure that slut’s cunt is open and spread by the ridge, and then secure slut’s ankles to the side of the horse.”
Cynthia knew that this whole combination was excruciating, but the last instructions were going to make it pure hell.
Cynthia was beyond caring though.
Working on getting her naked lover onto the horse and restrained had started her juices flowing. Perhaps June really had unleashed a monster.
Leaning over, she inspected June’s vulva, already crushed and pressed along the narrow ridge. She reached down and tugged and pulled at the outer lips, realizing how slick and wet they were, until each was on the ridge, spread. The edge of the ridge dug cruelly into the tender membranes of her spread pussy.
Cynthia took each foot and fastened it with a strap to the side of the horse, behind her.
THE END
When she awoke, Eric was still sleeping but June was already up. Finishing in the bathroom she slipped out, trying not to wake Eric, into the other room where she found June.
June smiled and greeted her. Cynthia asked her if they should go to breakfast or wait for Eric. June looked at with a funny expression and replied “Neither right now love. I have something that I need very much like for you to do for me”.
Cynthia assured her she would and wondered why she even asked. June smiled, stepped over and put her arms around her and whispered “thank you love, then it’s time for us to go to the dungeon”.
Cynthia thought that they had tested the bounds yesterday, but at this point would refuse June nothing. “Of course Ma’am” she answered and began taking off the clothes she had just put on.
“No lover” June said as she put her hand over Cynthia’s to stop her from undoing the buttons on her blouse. “Not you today. Today it will be me!”
Cynthia was confused and bewildered, and also suddenly apprehensive. All she had seen of June since the two had met was the strong dominant woman. She had seen her interact with Robert in his submissive role, and of course she ruled Eric ruthlessly. Her own submission at June’s hands had been overwhelming. For June to be the submissive… it was hard to grasp.
Cynthia tried to come to grips with the idea. Yes, June had mentioned that she was a pain slut and enjoyed submitting on occasion. Cynthia had accepted it when June mentioned it, but this was different.
She looked into June’s eyes. “Love I would do anything for you, and if this is what you want I’ll try. I just don’t know if I’ll be any good at.”
“Of course you will. You’ve got the pent up sadistic streak in you. I’ve watched you. If for some reason you really, really find it bothers you, Robert will be more than happy to make me scream. It’s just that I’d so much rather it was you love”
Cynthia, sounding more assured by far than she really was hugged June and whispered in here ear “Don’t worry my love, you’ll be screaming before too long, but I think I’ll make it last a long time”.
June kissed her deeply and thanked her. Arm in arm the two left the sleeping Eric in the bedroom and headed for the slave quarters.
Halfway there June turned to Cynthia and simply said “thank you”. Cynthia responded that she would do anything for her, but June interrupted her. “No. Thank you for remembering about my relationship with Eric and not making me walk down here chained and naked”.
Admittedly the thought had crossed her mind, as Cynthia remember her own journey yesterday, wrists chained behind her, hobbling in leg irons and naked for anyone wandering by to see. But she actually wanted a moment to talk to June, to get a better feeling of what June wanted, before she actually restrained her sexy friend, and told her so.
“You’ll be just fine. And besides, there are some things that will make it easy for you.
One thing that turns me on a lot is if you make me suggest ways for me to be tortured.
It’s sort of a devil’s dilemma knowing that if I suggest something bad, you’ll do it to me, and if I suggest something not bad enough I’ll get worse. All sorts of mental gymnastics that we can put to use. You’ll be fine love!!!
By now they had reached the door, but as June explained, they lingered outside. It was as if the door was not just a physical threshold but a mental one as well and both women wanted to take a moment before they crossed it.
As Cynthia digested this, June continued. “And later, once you’ve got me fixed as you want me, and amused yourself, you can invite Robert to participate. I’ll leave that up to you. He’s incredibly sadistic, especially since he knows what a pain slut I can be, and I do sort of owe him a crack at me. It’s your call love”.
Cynthia pulled June to her and kissed her deeply. “Are you ready love?” she asked taking a deep breath.
“Yes love – I’m ready, and Cynthia, one request”. As Cynthia still holding her close and looking into her eyes waited expectantly, June continued.. “I really, really need to scream for you.”
As she finished, she reached into her pocket and handed Cynthia a pair of handcuffs that she been carrying. Cynthia took the cuffs and feeling a wave of emotion flow over her said simply “Strip”
It was as if a switch had been flipped. The whole dynamic between them went tumbling end over end as Cynthia watch June standing in the sunlight by the door begin removing her clothes.
The blouse and bra. She noted how incredibly hot her friend looked standing there topless, still wearing jeans and her boots. She shed her boots and reached for the waist of her jeans when Cynthia stopped her.
Taking her arm and turning her around, Cynthia locked her wrists behind her back, making sure the handcuffs were snug.
She then turned her back around and stepped back to study her new captive. She really did look sexy with her nipples hardening, pulled back arms exposing her breasts more prominently.
Deciding to leave her partially clothed, Cynthia took hold of her arm and marched her through the door, down the long room where slaves had once slept, to that room she had visited only days ago, but seemed like an eternity.
Once inside the playroom, she stopped her ward, and unfastened her belt and the snap on her jeans, pulling them down, noticing that June had elected to forego underwear in anticipation. Holding her as she stepped out of her jeans, she studied her friend, now completely naked.
“Before we really get started, I want to study my property for the day. Position one” she ordered.
Though it was difficult with her hands cuffed behind her, June complied as quickly as she could, eventually ending up on her back with her cuffed hands under her.
She obediently brought her legs up and back, as far as she could without the use of her hands to help, and spread her legs as far as she could, lying there patiently..
Cynthia marveled at the sight presented.
The mental of the dominance and submission drove itself home again.
Of course she’d seen June naked before. They made love together and she’d spent what seemed like hours between her legs, worshipping the very pussy that was on display for her now.
But this was different. She was clothed, June was naked. June was exposing herself on command, and was spreading her legs wide so that her intimate parts could be studied for Cynthia’s amusement.
Cynthia felt the dampness between her own legs and knew instantly that all would be fine. This was like topping Eric or Robert, but this was June so it was so much better!!
And yes, she knew that she would enjoy hearing her friend and lover scream!!
As June lay there obediently Cynthia reached out and began to tease her, letting her fingers slide along the labia, lightly rubbing the still covered and hidden clit. As she teased and stroked her captive she asked her.
“Well tell me June, and be honest. What drives you really, really wild? Not promising that I’ll oblige you – I have my own plans, but I want to know what’s going on in the deep dark corners of that mind”.
“I enjoy having my breasts and pussy tortured Ma’am” she started.
Cynthia cut her off. “That’s tits and cunt, and from now on you are slut”.
Was June actually blushing slightly? No – must be her imagination she thought as June continued.
“Sorry Ma’am. Slut craves having her tits and cunt tortured”
“We’ll talk later about what you’ve had done to them, for now I want you in restraint that is going to be as uncomfortable as possible for a while. You know more about all the toys here, so give me some options for an extended position for you. One that will hurt.”
Cynthia could not believe the words she was saying. It was like a hidden personality was latching on to June’s pain slut psyche and going forward.
June, still lying back completely exposed, hesitated just briefly. “Ma’am this slut should probably be put on the horse of the rest of the morning”.
When Cynthia ordered her to show her, June, first asking permission, wrestled herself up and led Cynthia over to a device in the corner that Cynthia had not noticed before.
“This is the horse Ma’am” June said as they stood before the wooden structure. Four sturdy legs held two flat sides that leaned together, forming a narrow ridge at the top.
“It will cause slut moderate to serious pain for as long as you choose to keep her on it”
“Demonstrate” Cynthia ordered.
Obediently, June, getting on her tip toes moved to straddle the device, the two sides spreading near the bottom forcing her to spread her legs, with her crotch resting on the narrow ridge.
Cynthia noticed two sets of straps on the side pieces, toward the rear. June noticing her glance said “yes Ma’am, those are for slut’s feet. Using them insures that all of the weight is on her cunt.”
Cynthia began enjoying this prospect very much. She could see how this thing could be extremely painful, very quickly.
She rubbed her own crotch through her shorts, enjoying the erotic sensation as she imagined how June’s pussy might be feeling.
In the midst of her thoughts about the fate of June’s vulva, June interjected – “if Ma’am chooses, there are certain refinements that can be added”.
“Describe and explain so that you can experience them”.
:”Yes Ma’am. First a collar with a strap to connect slut’s wrists.
Cynthia found it nearby and buckled it around June’s neck. Then pulling the cuffed wrists into the small of the lovely woman’s back, she fastened the snap clip. Her captive would not be able to use her hands to lift herself off the horse.
“Thank you Ma’am. Next, there is a leather discipline hood. Ma’am might put that on my head.
Cynthia, knowing that June would soon show her the full menu of torments found the hood and slipped it over her lover’s head.
Openings for nose and mouth insured easy breathing, but sight was taken away. Laces at the back allowed it to be tightened around the victim’s head. Cynthia could only imagine the sensation of dark, sightless confinement!
“Tit clamps are on the table over there along with a bungee Ma’am.. They will keep slut’s nipples in considerable pain”
Sure enough, Cynthia retrieved two vicious looking clover clamps to which were attached two relatively strong rubber cords.
She stopped to tease first one, then the other of her lover’s nipples erect. Then opening each spring loaded clamp in turn, settled them on the presented nipples. She made sure that the tips of the clamps bit right at the base of each nipple. June’s sharp intake of breath as she clamp bit told her they were quite effective.
“Now if Ma’am chooses, I can help insure this will experience considerable suffering and discomfort for as long as Ma’am would like”.
June continued. “Slut should be fixed so that she cannot move Ma’am. There is a ring behind me. A leather strap can be used to connect the back of the hood to the ring.
Cynthia was getting the picture very quickly and probably could have finished on her own, but listening to June giving instructions for her own torture was hot. June had been right.
She was loving this!
“Slut’s tits should now be put in more pain Ma’am. The bungee cords on the clamps can be fastened to the ring in front of me. Once slut’s tits are fastened, tightening the head strap will insure immobility and considerable pain.”
Cynthia needed no more encouragement.
She stretched the rubber bungees until she could fasten the hooks to the ring at the front of the horse. This had the effect of causing June to not only cry out, but to lean forward, trying desperately to lessen the pinching and stretching of her nipples.
She then walked behind her captive and began pulling and tightening the head strap.
First just June’s head was pulled back and Cynthia was ready to stop. “Ma’am this slut needs to suffer more if Ma’am pleases, so the strap can be tightened.
Cynthia pulled and tugged and the effect was stunning. Beautiful breasts stretched and pulled forward, while the hooded head was pulled backward.
“Thank you Ma’am for providing the punishment slut deserves.
The last two steps if you please Ma’am” will add to it.”
Cynthia told her to go on.
“Ma’am may want to make sure that slut’s cunt is open and spread by the ridge, and then secure slut’s ankles to the side of the horse.”
Cynthia knew that this whole combination was excruciating, but the last instructions were going to make it pure hell.
Cynthia was beyond caring though.
Working on getting her naked lover onto the horse and restrained had started her juices flowing. Perhaps June really had unleashed a monster.
Leaning over, she inspected June’s vulva, already crushed and pressed along the narrow ridge. She reached down and tugged and pulled at the outer lips, realizing how slick and wet they were, until each was on the ridge, spread. The edge of the ridge dug cruelly into the tender membranes of her spread pussy.
Cynthia took each foot and fastened it with a strap to the side of the horse, behind her.
THE END
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