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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
Punishment

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

Julia

An Introduction

VO Stories

Jenny
Miss Malcahy's Detention
Nine and a Half Hours

The Weight Loss
Programme

I Sign A Contract

The Convict

The Convict

Stories

65
A Caning By Miss Spiteful
Always On The Bare
A Visit To Greenwich
At My Lady's Pleasure
Ball Shackle Story
Charles
George
I Met Claire In A Coffee Shop
Judicial Bastinado
Kevin's Poem
Kim
Long Weekend
Long Weekend Conclusion
My Visit
Penitence
Plimsolls
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
Z

The Bossy Bank Women

A Judicial Punishment

The Valkyrie

Episode 1

Norseland

The Vision
The Agreement
First Blood

EXIT

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THE SACRED FEMININE

Chapter 10 - The Evaluation

Alexis awakened me as usual, but this morning she seemed different.

“Good morning, Alexis,” I mumbled.

Instead of responding to my greeting, she said, “Get up, Arch…quickly…It’s time to go.”

“What’s the hurry?” I asked as I sat up and swung my feet to the floor.

I’m afraid you’re in for a bit of a surprise today. Stella sent me here to get you prepared.”

“What kind of a surprise?” I asked.

“I’m not permitted to discuss it with you. Sorry…I wish I could. But right now you need to head for the toilet. We need to get you ready.”

“Get me ready? What do you mean?”

She kissed me on the cheek and replied in a very soft voice, “I’m sorry, Arch. I just can’t talk to you about it. I must carry out Stella’s instructions. Come on now.” She took my hand and led me to the bathroom. “Before we start you’d better use the toilet,” she said. I thought about being stubborn and refusing to cooperate with Alexis until I got some better explanation. What could she do? She isn’t a domme. But she was being so sweet and treating me so considerately that I decided against that. Besides, I really needed to pee. When I finished my morning toilet ritual Alexis said, almost apologetically, “Now, I have to give you an enema. It will be best if you get down on your knees and lower your head to the floor.” I hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and did as she asked. Before she was finished she had given me three enemas. When she was satisfied I was cleaned out inside, she removed her toga and gave me a thorough bathing in the shower. “Now we’re ready,” she finally declared.

“Ready for what, Alexis?” I asked insistently, hoping to get some kind of explanation.

“You’ll get your answer to that soon enough,” she said, smiling at me. She donned her toga and picked up a leash, which I expected her to attach to my collar. Again I was taken by surprise when she snapped the leash on my cock and ball ring. “Here we go, bro,” she said as she lead me away.

We proceeded to the kitchen, but we did not stop there. Alexis led me directly to the cellar door, opened it, and took me down the stairs to the dungeon I had seen earlier. Waiting there were Mistress Stella and Mistress Luna. Now I understood Mistress Luna’s parting remark after dinner last night. Obviously, she and Mistress had been making plans for me. In spite of the nervousness I was feeling, I greeted them politely. “Good morning, Mistress Stella…Mistress Luna,” I said as cheerfully as I could.

“Good morning, my slave,” Mistress Stella said in a quiet tone. “I’m sure you are wondering what we are doing this morning.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Mistress Luna is here to challenge you a bit…to test your constitution, so to speak. She is very experienced at this, and I am anxious to see how well you do. I have great confidence in you, Arch, and I’m sure you will make me proud.” She extended her hand toward Alexis, who handed her the leash. “Starting now, Arch, Mistress Luna is in charge. I expect you to be as obedient to her as you have learned to be to me.” She handed the leash to Mistress Luna.

Immediately, Mistress Luna jerked hard on the leash. At first I thought she was trying to tear off my cock and balls. Without saying a word she pulled hard and I had to follow her to the center of the room, She led me directly to a most unusual device—a metal frame in the shape of a pentacle in a circle—the symbol of Solaris. It was just over six feet in diameter, and was mounted on a low platform, about six inches high. Without speaking to me, she indicated that I should stand on the platform close to the pentacle. When I was in position, she ordered Alexis, “Fasten his wrists and ankles.”

Without saying a word, Alexis lifted my hands to the horizontal points of the star and fastened my wrist straps to it with steel snap rings, then she fastened my ankles straps to the lower points. I was now secured with my feet flat on the floor but unable to bend down at all.

Mistress Luna is much shorter than I. The top of her head is even with my chin. She was dressed only in a black leather corset which lifted but did not cover her breasts, and which covered her only to a point slightly below her waist. Below it she had on a very skimpy black thong. She pulled on the leash attached to my cock and ball ring, forcing me forward against the bars forming the pentacle. She stepped very close in front of me, almost touching, grasped my balls in one hand. As she looked up at me, she unsnapped the leash and squeezed my balls. “What do you think of me?” she demanded.

“Mistress, I think you are a very beautiful woman, but I don’t know you well at all, so I have no basis for an opinion other than that,” I said in what I hoped was a suitably subservient tone.

She squeezed my balls until a jolt of pain shot through my groin, making me moan. “Flattery and bull shit will get you nowhere, you arrogant asshole,” she snarled. “Before I’m done with you, you will give me a better answer than that! You will tell me exactly what you thought of me before this session started and exactly what you think of me now!” She walked across the room to a cabinet, got something, and returned. “Your mistress tells me you may be a pain slut. We’re going to find out whether you really are. “Do you like pain, you sniveling slave? Does pain excite that puny male organ?”

As she asked these rhetorical questions, she pinched my nipples and attached clamps to them. “Uuuggghhh…uuuggghhh,” I moaned as each clamp closed tight on my tender flesh. Hanging from each clamp was a lead weight about the size of the end of my thumb. When she was satisfied that the clamps were not going to slip off, Mistress Luna flicked them back and forth with her fingers. As they swung, they increased in the intensity of the pain sensations in the pinched tissue. I tried to remain silent, but I could not help making a few low sounds. “mmgghh…mmgghh.”

“Does that hurt, slave?” Mistress Luna asked sarcastically.

“A little,” I replied.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY?” she shouted.

“I said ‘a little’,” I answered.

“I heard that…and I didn’t hear you address me when you said it. You sniveling worm, you will address me respectfully every time you speak to me! Do you understand that?” she snarled.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I replied in as respectful a tone as I could muster.

“Fine! Now, lets see if we can find something that hurts more than ‘a little’,” she said as she again went to the cabinet. She returned, this time with a riding crop. Immediately she smacked me across the butt with it. WWHHHAAAAAP.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHH,” I shouted as I lunged forward against the bars that formed the pentacle.

She hit my ass another blow. WWHHHAAAAAP.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHH,” I shouted again, pressing hard against the metal bars.

Mistress Luna continued beating my butt.

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

My head back and my pelvis thrust forward through the pentagon formed at the center of the star. I could not regain my balance after one blow before she delivered another. My cock began to stiffen and bounce with each time the crop struck my ass.

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

WWHHHAAAAAP. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH.”

When my penis was fully erect, Mistress Luna stopped and walked around in front of me. She tapped my erection from below with her crop and, smiling, said, “Ah yes, I see Stella was right. You are a pain slut.” Then, letting the crop hang from her wrist, she removed the nipple clamps and pressed hard on my nipples with her thumbs. It felt like a jolt of electricity shooting through them. I grimaced and moaned. “Tender, aren’t they?” she taunted me. Then she looked up at my face and said, menacingly, “Now, answer my question again, and answer it honestly, unless you’re anxious for more pain from this crop. What did you think of me before this session?”

“I thought you were a lovely, tiny little woman, Mistress.”

She smacked one of my tender nipples with her crop. “Is that all?”

“Uugghh,” I moaned from the pain. “No, Mistress. I thought you were shy and a bit delicate.”

“Delicate, am I? Delicate? In what way, pray tell?” She smacked the other nipple..

“Aagghh…I thought you had a very tender little pussy, Mistress.”

She laughed mirthlessly. “So you were afraid to put your tongue in it…to really taste it. Is that right?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“And what did you think would happen, if you really tasted my pussy…sucked on it…stuck your tongue in it?”

“I didn’t know, Mistress, but you seemed so shy, and I thought you might be offended.”

“Delicate…easily offended, am I? Well, I’ll show you how ‘delicate’ and ‘easily offended’ I am! What offends me is a wimpy slave who is so easily intimidated he can’t please a woman. Unfasten him, Alexis,” she ordered.

“Yes, Ma’am,” Alexis said and proceeded to unfasten my feet, lower the bar, and release my hands.

As soon as I was standing unrestrained, Mistress Luna smacked my hard cock lightly with her crop and said, “Let’s see if you can use that thing.” She slipped out of the little thong she was wearing, bent forward over a padded table, presenting her bare butt to me, and said, “Stick it in my ass, slave.”

“What, Mistress?” I said, startled.

“You heard me! Stick that cock in my ass. I want an ass-fucking and I want it NOW!”

I hesitated only for a moment, then I said, “Yes, Mistress,” and stepped up to her lovely little butt. I spread her cheeks, but before I could press my cock against her tight little sphincter Alexis appeared at my side and held out a tube of lubricating jelly. “Thank you,” I whispered to her as she squirted some on my cock and some on the puckered flesh in front of it. I placed the head of my prick against the target and pressed forward with my hips.

As her tight little asshole yielded to the pressure, Mistress Luna moaned, “aaahhh, aaahhh.”

I stopped pressing forward.

“What are you stopping for, wimp?” she demanded. “Stick it in there…fuck my ass!”

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied. I pressed forward harder. As I pushed my cock into her, she pushed back against me. My shaft quickly disappeared completely between the cheeks of her ass.

“Aaahhh…mmmm…aaahhh,” she moaned. When my cock was completely buried in her, she said, “That’s better, slut. Now fuck it. Show me you know how to use that prick of yours for something other than to pee through it!”

I didn’t reply. I started to withdraw and thrust, slowly at first, then faster. I had never felt a cunt as tight. The sensation was incredible. Mistress Luna was moaning softly and pressing back against each thrust. I was quickly approaching a climax.

Suddenly, Mistress Luna pushed back hard against me, causing me to lose my balance and fall backward. My cock was ripped out of her ass as I fell to the floor on mine. She turned quickly and, looking down at me, growled, “That’s enough of that, you horny slut! You’re enjoying it too much. Now it’s your turn! Get on your belly on that spanking bench over there,” She smacked me on my head with her crop.

“Yes, Ma’am.” I scrambled to the spanking bench and lay face down on it.

“Fasten him down, Alexis,” Mistress Luna ordered.

“Yes, Mistress,” Alexis replied in a soft voice. As she did as she was told, she whispered to me, “Sorry, bro, I have to do this.”

“Thank you…I know,” I whispered back.

While Alexis was securing me to the bench, Mistress Luna went to the cabinet and got something from it. When Alexis was finished, I heard Mistress Luna say, “Now help me put this on, Alexis.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

A few moments later I felt fingers spreading my ass cheeks and applying lubricant to my asshole. No sooner was this done than I a pair of hands—Mistress Luna’s hands, I realized—spreading my ass. She was pressing something against my sphincter, just as I had done to her. I felt a sudden thrust as my ass was penetrated by a strap-on cock.

“AAAHHHH,” I cried out from pain.

Mistress Luna ignored me. She immediately began to pump the cock in and out of me. Withdraw…thrust…withdraw…thrust. At first each thrust was painful, but as my asshole began to adapt to being stretched the pain diminished. After a few thrusts it no longer hurt. In fact it quickly became a very exhilarating sensation. As Mistress Luna had done, I began to moan softly and try to press back to receive each thrust.

As Mistress Luna continued fucking my ass with her strap-on, I heard her say, “You really do have quite a slut here, Stella. He’s enjoying this.”

“I can see that,” my mistress replied.

Thrust…withdraw…thrust…withdraw. “Would you like to have a piece of this eager ass, Stella?”

“Yes, I think I would, Luna.”

“Then get your strap-on, while I keep him warmed up.” Slowly, steadily, she continued to fuck me.

Mistress Stella quickly shed her clothes. Alexis helped her. It did not take very long before she was ready. I felt Mistress Luna’s dildo withdrawn from my ass, then I felt Mistress Stella’s fingers spreading my cheeks and the pressure of her strap-on pushing in. She pressed forward until I could feel her thighs against the backs of mine. She leaned over my back. I could feel her warm breast touch me as she whispered, “Now, Arch, not only are that cock and those balls mine; this ass is, too.” She began to rhythmically withdraw and thrust.

“Yes, Mistress, yes,” I replied softly.

It wasn’t long before Mistress Stella was fucking my ass in earnest. She was pushing deep inside me then withdrawing in a steady rhythm. Occasionally, she would smack my butt just before another thrust. I was pushing back against her each time she thrust the cock home. Her rhythm became faster and faster. She was gripping my hips and ramming hers against my butt. I knew the strap between her legs that held the dildo in place must be massaging her clit, because she was moaning softly with each penetration. I had no doubt she was nearing a climax. Suddenly, as she penetrated deep in me, she screamed, “EEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH.” She thrust hard into me, paused for a moment, then withdrew and penetrated hard again. “EEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed a second time. I could feel her nails dig into my hips as she thrust again. “EEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH,” and again, “EEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH.” It seemed this went on for five minutes. Finally, she stopped and collapsed on my back, the strap-on cock still deep in my ass. She was sweating and breathing hard.

“Did you enjoy that, Mistress?” I whispered.

“Very much,” she replied after a long moment. “I’ll have to do that again sometime.”

“When ever you wish, Mistress…I’m at your service,” I assured her.

She kissed my softly on the shoulder and slid slowly off my back. The dildo slid out of my ass as she did so. No sooner had her weight lifted off my back and the cock slid out than I was startled by a sharp whack across may ass. THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” I shouted.

Several more blows rained down on me. THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

Mistress Luna was beating me with a strap. “It’s good you pleased your Mistress…” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

“…but you were enjoying it too much.” she snarled. THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

“We’re not here for your enjoyment!” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

We’re here to see how you respond to pain!” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

“Does pain excite you, Slave?” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Yes, ma’am.”

“Are you excited now, Slave?” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Yes, Ma’am.”

“Is your cock hard, Slave?” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Yes, Ma’am!”

“Do you want to CUM, Slave?” THWAACCCKKK.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Oh yes, Ma’am!”

She stopped beating me. “Release him from the bench, Alexis, and return him to the pentacle,” she ordered. “I want to see this hard cock that wants to cum.”

Alexis did as she was told, and very shortly I was again spread-eagled on the star. My cock was rigid and throbbing, and my ass felt like it was on fire.

Mistress Luna stood close in front of me, still holding her strap. Looking up at me, she demanded, “Now what do you think of me, Slave? Do you still think I am delicate and shy?”

“No, Ma’am. I now know that you aren’t delicate and shy,” I responded.

She grabbed my stiff prick and jerked downward hard.

“UUUGGGHHH.” I thought she was trying to rip it off.

“DON’T TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK I AM NOT!” she screamed. “TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF ME!”

I did not know what to say that wouldn’t get me in more trouble with her. While it is true that pain turns me on, I had been beaten enough for one day. I tried to placate her by answering, “I think you are a very beautiful woman and a very stern and demanding mistress, Ma’am.”

“STILL MORE FLATTERY AND BULL SHIT,” she shouted and immediately whacked my balls with her strap.

“AAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH,” I screamed as I lurched backward..

“TELL ME THE TRUTH! WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME?”

I had no idea how much more abuse I was going to receive, and I could think of nothing else to say that I thought would stop it, so I shouted, “I THINK YOU’RE A SADISTIC BITCH, AND I’M FRIGHTENED AS HELL OF YOU!”

She stepped back and began to laugh. “Finally, the truth comes out! I scare the hell out of you and make you hot to cum at the same time. I love it!” She turned to Mistress Stella, who had, by this time, recovered from her orgasm and was again sitting and watching. “I think you have a pretty good one here, Stella. He should serve you well in all respects.”

They both laughed. “I’m quite pleased with him,” Mistress Stella replied.

“Shall we give him some relief?” Mistress Luna asked.

“Yes, I think we should. What do you suggest?” Mistress Stella answered.

“Let’s let Alexis get him off while we watch.”

“Good idea,” Mistress Stella agreed. “Alexis, let’s see you make him cum.”

Alexis smiled. “I’ll be glad to,” she replied. “Where would you like me to put him for this?”

“Leave him fastened right there,” Luna said, smiling wickedly.

“Whatever you say,” Alexis replied. She approached me and gently caressed my sides and hips with her soft hands. She leaned forward and gently kissed each of my nipples. Then she knelt down and slowly took my cock into her mouth. As Alexis began to suck my cock, I felt her cool hands gently caress the cheeks of my butt. It was still on fire from the beating Mistress Luna had given me, and Alexis’ cool, gentle touch soothed it delightfully. Because of that and the incredible sensations her soft mouth and flicking tongue were creating on my rigid cock, the pain from the beating diminished rapidly. I gripped the bar to which my wrists were shackled and, in response to light pressure from Alexis’ hands, I began to thrust my hips forward each time she slid her hot mouth down my shaft. It was amazing how much she could take. With each thrust I felt her nose press against my belly. It was not long before my eyes were closed, my head was flexed back, and I was moaning softly. Alexis was in no hurry. She knew exactly how to keep me at the brink of excitement without pushing me over the edge and making me cum. I wanted release, and, at the same time, I wanted these incredible sensations to continue forever. She had me in a state of both agony and ecstasy. I had lost all awareness of my surroundings as I stood, eyes closed, head back, legs spread, clutching the bar overhead.

I barely heard Mistress Stella’s voice as she spoke to Alexis. “When you decide to make him cum, my dear, we want to see how far he can shoot.”

Alexis did not reply. She couldn’t without stopping what she was doing, and I believe she was enjoying what she was doing almost as much as I was. She kept me on the brink longer than I would have thought possible; but, after what seemed like an eternity, she released me from her mouth and quickly stepped behind me. She reached around me with one hand and grasped my wet rod. I heard her soft voice whisper in my ear, “Cum for me, Arch, cum for me, cum for me.” She stroked my throbbing cock two or three quick strokes and I exploded. Every muscle in my pelvis contracted violently, and from the end of my prick erupted a great stream of white, sticky fluid. It flew at least six feet before curving downward and landing in a gleaming mass on the floor.

AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH,” I shouted

Mistress Stella applauded and cried out, “Good girl, Alexis, good girl!”

Alexis stroked me again as she whispered, “Cum again, Arch. Shoot that load.”

A second stream of hot, white fluid was expelled violently from my male member.

“AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH.” My hips thrust forward and my knees buckled. I hung from the bar above my head.

Alexis kept her arms around me tightly and continued to grasp my cock. As she stroked it another time, she encouraged me, “That’s it, bro. Empty that load. Cum some more for me.”

“AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH,” I cried out again as my pelvic muscles continued to spasm in response to Alexis’ expert touch. More semen spurted—this time only a few inches.

Alexis did not give up. “Get it all out, bro. Give me all you have,” she extolled me as she stroked some more.

My muscles continued to spasm with each of her strokes and my body responded with small convulsions, but my load was spent. Only a small drop of cum was produced with each new stimulus. I moaned softly as she made sure she had milked me dry. When she finally stopped, I hung exhausted from the bar, sweating and breathing hard. My cock went limp.

“Well done, Alexis,” Mistress Stella congratulated her.

“Thank you, Stella,” Alexis said softly. “Shall I release him from the bar now?”

Before Mistress Stella could answer, Mistress Luna said emphatically, “No, Alexis, leave him hanging there. Let’s leave him there until that eager cock is ready to respond again. Stella, come back about every half hour and ring your little bell for him. Let’s see how long it takes.”

“That’s a diabolical idea, Luna,” Mistress Stella responded, “but I think it should be interesting.” They both giggled.

“May I give him some water? He must be thirsty,” Alexis asked, thoughtfully.

“You may, if he asks for it,” Was Mistress Luna’s reply.

I was thirsty, but at the moment I was too spent to ask for a drink. That Luna is a diabolical, sadistic bitch, I thought to myself. I wished she wasn’t a friend of my mistress.

After almost a half hour I was beginning to recover somewhat. I no longer had to hang from the bar. Enough strength had returned to my legs to permit me to stand, although I dearly wanted to sit down, or even lie down somewhere. I was just getting the cobwebs out of my brain, when I heard the tinkle of Mistress Stella’s little bell. Almost immediately she appeared in front of me. She was smiling sweetly. “Is my Arch recovering?” she asked in her most pleasant voice.

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, halfheartedly.

“We shall see,” she said sweetly and rang her little bell again. She stood back and stared intently at my crotch.

Nothing happened. My cock was hanging like a wet noodle, and it was not about to respond.

“It appears my cock is still asleep,” Mistress said. “We’ll just have to let it rest a bit longer.” Having said that, she left the room.

A half hour later I again heard the tinkling of the bell and Mistress appeared once more. “My, my, Arch, you appear a bit uncomfortable. Do you want anything?”

“Yes, Mistress, I would greatly appreciate some water,” I responded.

“Well now, let’s see if my little toy there has recovered yet,” Mistress said, nodding at my cock. “If it has, you will be able to get your water yourself.” She held the little bell near my ear and rang it again.

I felt a slight sensation of warmth, but my cock remained flaccid.

“Oh dear! I’m sorry, Arch. I guess it just needs a bit more recovery time. But I’ll send Alexis with some water for you.” She disappeared into another room.

It was not long before Alexis appeared with a glass of water for me. She was dressed only in the sheer white tunic usually worn by the submissive women, and the hard little nipples of her lovely breasts were plainly obvious. As she gave me the drink, she purred, “Poor Arch. You’ve had such a rough day. And you came so wonderfully for me. I hope you recover soon.”

“So do I, sis, so do I,” I answered.

“Be encouraged, bro. Mistress Stella likes you very much,” she assured me.

“Is that good?” I wondered aloud.

“Well, you can figure she very likely won’t give you to Mistress Luna,” Alexis told me.

“In that case, I hope she continues to like me very, very much.”



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