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The Sacred Feminine

The Sacred Feminine
Obedience Training
Getting Acquainted
Tested and Rewarded
Moving Day
Good Grooming
Learning To Serve
Training Continues
When The Bell Rings
The Evaluation
The Great Escape

The Stories of Yvonne Sinclair

Alice And Anna
On The Beach
The Bisley Boy
Silk Stockings On A Ladder
A Merry Ferry Christmas
Stella and Fanny

The Dominafuhrer

The New Recruit

The Story Of T

Arrival At The Institute


An Introduction

VO Stories

Miss Malcahy's Detention
Nine and a Half Hours

The Weight Loss

I Sign A Contract

The Convict

The Convict


A Caning By Miss Spiteful
Always On The Bare
A Visit To Greenwich
At My Lady's Pleasure
Ball Shackle Story
I Met Claire In A Coffee Shop
Judicial Bastinado
Kevin's Poem
Long Weekend
Long Weekend Conclusion
My Visit
Robin's Electrical Torture
Shoeshine Boy
Slave To The Cane
The Basement
The Colony
The Escape Artist
The Huntress Caning
The Language School
The Worm's View
Webb Encounters

The Bossy Bank Women

A Judicial Punishment

The Valkyrie

Episode 1


The Vision
The Agreement
First Blood




Chapter 4 - Tested and Rewarded

When Mistress Stella asked whether I could tell the mistresses apart with my nose, I thought I could…that is, I hoped so, because I suspected I was going to be asked to do so. I replied, "Oh yes, Mistress."

"Good, Arch. So tell us how you would distinguish each of us from the others," she said with a sly smile.

I had not expected her to ask me to differentiate among them by describing the differences I had observed. The thought of describing each of their pussies while they all listened was a bit embarrassing, and I could feel myself blushing. I could also feel my stiff cock throbbing, and I was sure all of the mistresses could see it bobbing up and down with each beat of my heart. This made me blush even more. I cleared my throat and, to stall a bit, I said, "I’m not sure how to start, Mistress."

"I think you’re stalling, slave," Mistress said with a smile and an obvious wink at the others. "Just start in the order you got ‘acquainted’ with us by telling us what you discovered that is unique about each of us, Arch."

I cleared my throat again and started, "Well, Mistress, I got acquainted with you earlier this morning before the other ladies got here." I paused, not knowing how specific I dared be.

"Yes, Arch, you did. Go on."

After another clearing of the throat, "Well, Mistress, I discovered that your…ugh…pussy…ugh…is completely shaved and very smooth. It is quite soft and just a little pink shows between the lips.

"And how was it with your nose in it, Arch?" Mistress Stella asked with a wide grin on her face. Everyone else laughed aloud, which made me blush again.

"Very warm and wet, Mistress…and hard to breathe. It made my face wet, and your taste and fragrance were very erotic."

"Did you like it, Arch?"

I smiled and lowered my eyes. "Yes, Mistress, I did."

Everyone chuckled.

"Alright, Arch, go on. Tell us about the rest of us."

"Well, Mistress Luna’s pussy was soft and smooth, too; but its lips were closed tighter. It smelled very fresh and clean, and it did not feel as warm as yours when I touched it with my tongue."

"Did you put your nose in it?"

"No, Ma’am, I didn’t."

"Why not?"

I wasn’t sure Mistress Luna would want me to do that."

Everyone stayed silent and no one, myself included, looked at Mistress Luna.

"I think you were too cautious, my little slave boy," Mistress Stella observed. "But go on."

"Mistress Angela was next. Her pussy was shaved very neatly, too; but it had a fuzzy little fur cap on top, and her clit was peeking our just below it. My nose got wet right away, and her clit was quite sensitive when I touched it with my tongue."

Mistress Angela smiled at everyone, perhaps just a little embarrassed when some of the others said, "Oooohh," and smiled back at her.

"Did that make you horny, Arch?" Mistress Stella asked, grinning at me.

"Yes, Ma’am, it did," I replied, smiling back.

"Well, I’m glad to see you’re a normal male, Arch," she said. "Go on, tell us about Cara."

I smiled. "Mistress Cara’s pussy was soft and wet when I first got near it. It was shaved smooth and had a very erotic fragrance. When she pushed my nose into it, it got my face wet right away; and it tasted sweet, just like yours, Mistress."

"Mmmm. Just like mine, was it? Alright, go on, Arch," Mistress Stella said.

"Yes, Ma’am." I realized now that I could speak freely. Nobody was getting upset with me…at least, not that I could tell. "Mistress Aurora’s pussy was very different from the others." Before I could say more, everyone laughed. Mistress Aurora laughed hardest. It was hidden in a great red bush of the most soft and curly fur. Like the others, it smelled very erotic, and I liked the taste, once I got my tongue through the hair." More laughter.

When the laughter had died down, Mistress Stella asked, "And what about Mistress Celeste?"

"Just like the others…"—I was careful not to exclude Mistress Luna, for fear she would be angry with me—"her pussy was warm, wet and sweet. I could tell she keeps it shaved, but she must have been too busy to shave it for a couple days, because it felt just like my face when I don’t shave for a day or two."

"Maybe she needs a slave like you to shave it for her, Arch," Mistress Stella said with a smile.

"That’s and excellent idea, Stella," Mistress Celeste responded.

"Perhaps I’ll loan my Arch to you, Celeste, when I get him trained a bit better."

They smiled at each other. I couldn’t tell exactly what their smiles meant.

"Alright, Arch, thank you," Mistress Stella said to me. "You described us all very well, and from what you have told us, you found three smooth, shaved pussies here. You tell us you can tell them apart, and we are going to find out. She stood up and got three straight-backed chairs, which she placed in the middle of the room in a slight curve facing the other mistresses. "Now, Arch, kneel in front of those chairs."

"Yes, Ma’am." I moved to a spot in front of them and knelt down.

"No, Arch, facing them…and move back from them a little."

"Yes, Ma’am."

"Now, Arch, I’m going to put a blindfold on you, and you are going to go back to your puppy mode. Then Mistress Luna, Mistress Cara, and I are going to sit on those chairs, but you won't know which of us is on which chair. When Mistress Aurora tells you to start, you are to use your sensitive little nose and tongue to figure out which of us is on each chair. You must keep your ‘paws’ on the floor at all times. There will be a reward, if you do this correctly. There may be punishment, if you do not. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma’am."

Mistress produced a blindfold and fastened it over my eyes. It was very effective, for I could see no light at all. "Alright, sit, puppy, and await instructions from Mistress Aurora."

I sat back on my heels and put my hands on the floor in front of me. I could hear the mistresses moving around. In a moment or two it became very quiet, then I heard Mistress Aurora’s voice from directly behind me. "Get up, puppy. Get ready."

"Yes, Ma’am." I raised my butt off my heels and knelt on all fours.

I felt a hand on my ass, and Mistress Aurora said, "Now, wiggle your tail for us and pant a little. You’re about to go on a pussy hunt. Any puppy should be excited about that." I heard giggles.

"Yes, Ma’am." I wiggled my butt from side to side and made panting noises.

"Alright, start!"

I crept forward until I bumped into a knee. I felt it with my face until I figured out which was the inside of it and which was the outside, then I moved forward between two smooth thighs. Immediately, I could detect that erotic musky pussy aroma. I touched it with my nose and found it very wet and soft. I licked the hot slit between the lips and tasted the pussy juice. I backed away and moved to my left until I found another knee. Then I repeated my actions. I crawled to my right, past the middle pair of knees, and again repeated my investigation. This time I was sure whose pussy I had just tasted. "This is Mistress Luna," I said.

Immediately, I heard Mistress Aurora’s voice saying, "Right, Arch. Good puppy. Now, which of the other two is Mistress Stella?"

I wasn’t sure, so I crawled back and investigated each of them again. This time I inserted my nose and my tongue deep into each hot pussy and found the clit with my tongue. I was hoping that, if I aroused one of them enough, she might moan and I would recognize the voice. Both mistresses wiggled their butts around a bit, but they remained quiet. I thought I could remember how Mistress Stella had smelled and tasted, but I wasn’t completely sure. After a moment to ponder what I should do, I put my face between the thighs of the one in the middle chair, tasted her pussy once more, and said, more confidently than I really felt, "This is Mistress Stella."

Two hands grasped my head and pushed it firmly into the crotch in front of me. She rocked back and forth, hugging my head between her legs and cried out, "GOOD BOY, Arch! I wasn’t sure you would remember so well what I taste like!" I hoped she wouldn’t suffocate me in her enthusiasm. Finally, she released my head and said, "Stand up, my slave, and take of that blindfold. Let me see how MY phallus is reacting to all this."

I stood up in front of her. My cock was also standing erect and throbbing with each beat of my heart. "Yes, Mistress," I said dutifully.

"Good boy, Arch! Has all this gotten you excited? Would you like to cum?" Mistress asked cheerfully.

"Oh yes, Mistress, it has and I would," I said, smiling at her.

"Very good, Arch. Then that shall be your reward. You shall be allowed to cum," Mistress told me.

"Thank you, Mistress. Where? When?"

"Here and now, Arch. MY phallus certainly looks ready. Stand here, where all of us can watch, and stroke it for us. Mind you, don’t cum until I tell you to."

"Yes, Mistress," I said. I was horny, and being allowed to masturbate would be enjoyable, but I had never done it in front of a group of women before, and I was a so embarrassed. I was not sure why, considering what I had been doing for the past hour or so. I stepped back and, facing the mistresses, began slowly stroking my cock. I was very much aware that all the mistress’s eyes were fixed on me, watching me. All were smiling and some were licking their lips. None was making eye contact with me. All were intent on watching my hands and my cock. It was a bit unnerving. I planted my feet wide apart and concentrated on the pleasant sensations in my crotch. It was not long before the assembly of ladies watching me was no longer on my mind. I was rapidly approaching a state in which I was only aware of my cock. I was holding my balls with my right hand and stroking rhythmically with my left. My eyes were closed and my knees bent slightly. My breathing was becoming deeper. I barely heard Mistress Stella’s voice, as if it were coming from a long way off.

"Slowly, Arch, hold back…don’t cum yet, Arch…not yet…hold back, Arch…hold back."

I stroked a bit more slowly, but I could not stop. I was trying to hold back, but I could feel the hot cum churning inside me.

"Not yet, Arch…not yet."

I began to moan softly. Suddenly, my knees dipped, the muscles in my pelvis contracted violently, my hips thrust forward, and a stream of thick white cum erupted from my penis. "AAAAAAHHHHHHH." I nearly fell. I continued to stroke, smearing slick, sticky fluid over my rigid prod. "AAAAAHHHHHHH." I shot another stream of hot cum. "AAAAAHHHHH." And another. Finally, I was spent. I could hardly stand. The tension in my body subsided, and I stood up straight, still holding the shaft of my cock. Its head was wet and glistening with sticky fluid. A last white drop appeared at its tip. I opened my eyes.

The mistresses were all sitting forward in their seats. They began to applaud, all talking at once. I felt incredibly self-conscious. I let go my softening cock and lowered my head.

Mistress Stella said, sternly, "Very good show, Arch, but you came without my permission!"

"Yes, Mistress…Sorry, Mistress…I couldn’t help it, Mistress."

Mistress approached me and snapped a leash onto my collar. "You must learn self control, Arch. Come with me." She led me to the kitchen and to the cage in the corner. "Alright, puppy, in you go!"

"Yes, Mistress." Obediently, I dropped to all fours and crawled inside.

"Now, sleep off your disobedience," Mistress Stella ordered as she left the room. She sounded stern, but she was smiling.

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