Part One

Miss Shannon came home cross today. She had been in an excellent mood earlier this morning, but that had degenerated into a generally bitchy, short 'tude.

To begin with, Her lunch date had stood Her up. This irritated Her, especially since She had dressed for the occasion. Shannon's body--bra-less and pantie-less--was barely contained in a short stretchy black tank top dress that molded itself to Her curves---irresistible.

She also knew She was being pissy because Her best friend had been training one of Her slaveboys. Mistress Rachel had spent waaay too much time--always glib and mentioning something about "proper healing" and "certain modifications take time". They were supposed to meet later that night to discuss further training issues; but it had been three weeks since She had dropped slaveboy c at Her salon. This was a special establishment where Miss Rachel and other Dommes trained and traded slaves--mostly men, for wealthy clients--mostly women.

Part Two

As Miss Shannon opened the door, She was greeted by Mei-ling. Mei was Her maid for the week. She was a petite French-Vietnamese girl in her twenties with long, black hair which was streaked with red, green eyes and a gymnast's figure. As Mistress Shannon required, she was in uniform. Black and white latex today. Black stilettos and leggings, short skirt with a frilly lace apron. Her little tits were covered by a latex tunic and a slim collar completed the outfit. The servant presented a Grey Goose vodka on ice on a silver tray with a curtsey.

"Greetings, Mistress Shannon."

"What have you been doing today...?"

"Cleaning, Mistress Shannon."

"mmm......."

Shannon thought of how thorough the nasty bitch had been. Yes, the girl had been quite adept at cleaning. Mei's lips, mouth and tongue had been at every part of Her.

"Any messages....?"

"Well, actually....."

The girl gave a quick glance up and a playful bite on her full lower lip.

"WHAT? Don't FUCK with me today!"

"Mistress Rachel left a package for You," Mei stammered. "In Your room"

"Mmmmm....mmmm?"

"Yes Mistress......and heres a note."

Mei reached to a side table and gave Her a red envelope.

Mistress Shannon: Delivery of goods. Meet me at the Hell Room after eight and We will discuss further alterations.

'til then,
R

Inside was a key.

"Leave me, bitch. Find something to do. I will tend to you later.

"Yes, Mistress."

Part Three

In a better mood She entered Her room What She saw brought a curve to Her ruby lips. This was one of Her favorite rooms---a punishment chamber. It was sparsely furnished but perfectly equipped for its purpose--pain and pleasure. One long wall was completely mirrored; the wall opposite was fitted with a large two-way mirror--an observation alcove was hidden cunningly behind--and a walk-in closet.

To the left of the mirror, a life-size portrait of Miss Shannon adorned the wall. This had been a gift from one of Her slaveboys. The artist had portrayed Her in classic "Dominatrix" pose, with high leather boots. Her hands rested on Her hips and Her haughty sneer seemed to stare at the center of the room. Other than a small table, a low, leather-covered stool and a wrought iron candelabra the room was empty---save two items.

A large iron frame--similar to a tee-pee or pyramid occupied the center of the room. The last item was what had made the Domme smile. It was Her slutboy c; helplessly trussed. At a glance She could see Miss Rachel had taken Her time to ensure Her "property" was well packaged and strictly secured to the frame.

Her slave was kneeling in the center of the frame; knees spread wide and tightly bound with black cord to the bottom of the frame. Black cuffs were locked on his wrists and pulled tight to the peak by a gleaming chain. Shannon's slutslave was naked, except for a blindfold. This was a double blindfold----standard leather blindfold followed by several wraps of a black ace-type bandage effectively cut off Her slave's sight. Even though She would not see Her slave's wide blue eyes She knew this sensory deprivation would heighten Her slave's apprehension and turn minutes into long delicious moments.

She walked around Her new toy, eager to see the modifications She had installed. As Miss Shannon examined him, She detected a shiver. Obviously he knew someone was there, but not who. 'Soon,'She thought. 'Soon.' She noticed that Miss Rachel had strapped a large ring gag to c---the nasty bitchboy had been drooling and a string of saliva hung from his lip and pooled on the hard tile floor. The Mistress made a note to punish him for being so messy. She made a thorough inspection and mentally ticked off Her list:

10 gauge frenulum piercing....excellent control device
14 gauge belly ring...curved barbell
12 gauge nipple rings connected by a chain.....mmmm
12 gauge septum....also excellent control
All stainless, all continuous ring except the belly ring.

She had to admit Her friend did excellent work in quality control.

Shannon took a long drink and contemplated Her slave.

Part Four

After placing her drink on the table, the beautiful Dominatrix moved behind Her pet and began to rub his shoulders and tease Her nails about his neck and arms. As his cock began to harden, c moaned. Shannon reached down and began to rub Herself, slipping one long-nailed finger inside--coating it with essence. She reached around and grabbed his chin, forcing his head up and back. She held Her finger under his nose and with a throaty whisper said, "Guess who?"

The poor slave squirmed in his bonds--a futiles gesture except to make Mistress giggle.

"Don't worry---you can't get away."

As She moved in front of him, She grabbed his nasty wet chin again.

"Lets see what else ya got for Me---stick out that nasty, slutty tongue. Very good slave boy. Oooohh! I bet that hurt didn't it?"

Mistress Shannon also had c's tongue pierced-twice. A 10 gauge barbell in the middle and a 12 gauge barbell closer to the tip. Oh....She was going to enjoy this VERY much.

She walked to the closet and opened it. Inside was practically every conceivable whipping device: long bull whips, short cat-of-nine-tails, floggers, quirts, paddles, crops, mink whips, canes, slappers, even a wooden hair brush. You name it--there was at least one of them inside. Selecting a short rubber cat with a large rubber penis handle She returned to Her victim. Draping the whip across his shoulders She dabbed at his chin with the hem of Her dress.

"What a messy, nasty little slut boy you are. Would you like Mistress to remove that uncomfortable gag? Mmmm?" She cooed.

A series of inarticulate words only got a mocking giggle.

"What? I can't hear you....."

She turned and rubbed Her asscheeks against his nose and face through Her dress.

"Well...if I take it out...." She pushed back harder, eliciting a moan. "I'll have to replace it with something."

"I'll take your silence as consent....like I needed your consent anyway....WHORE."

Shannon tenderly removed the gag and gently rubbed Her slave's jaw muscles.

"Thank You Mi......"

A slap silenced him.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO ADDRESS ME, BITCH?"

Part Five

Shannon smiled, sensing Her pets confusion and loving Her complete control over Her plaything. She pulled the ends of the whip together and yanked c's face into the crotch of Her dress.

"Lets get one thing straight. The rules have NOT changed. You still belong to ME. That's the best for everyone. I'm happy, and I don't give a SHIT how you feel about it. You pleasure and serve ME. I control and DOMINATE you. We both know that's what you need. RIGHT?"

"Yes, Mistress Shannon..."

"Now..."

She released his neck and roughly shoved his head away, flicking the whip across one shoulder.

"Answer my questions....Yes, Goddess or No, Mistress. Understand?"

"Yes, Mist..."

"STUPID CUNT!! Yes, GODDESS or No, MISTRESS! One more time, moron....DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes Goddess."

"Good boy. Now, did you enjoy your training with Mistress Rachel?"

"Nnn...Yes, Goddess."

You're NOT convincing me, slut." Mistress Shannon moved around back and delivered four stinging blows to his asscheeks, making him squirm and whine.

"YES, GODDESS!"

"Good boy. Did Miss Rachel make you suck Her strap-on?"

"Yes, Goddess."

"Did Miss Rachel allow you lick Her pussy? Tell Me the truth. You know I will find out, bitchboy!"

"Yes, Goddess"

"Good boy. Did you enjoy it? Tell me the truth."

"Yes, Goddess."

"Mmmmm....I own you. You are MY cunt boy. But She DOES have a tasty puss, doesn't She?...mmmm."

"Yes, Goddess."

"YOU FILTHY WHORE!! Here you are in MY chambers bragging about sucking My best friend's CUNT! Oh, I KNEW you were a little slut boy but ....... ooooohh."

Mistress Shannon loved to play the part of the cruel Domme...using every nuance and urge against Her slaves.

"I should punish you...huh, slave?"

"Please...no, Mistress."

"Well...since you asked so politely I will forgive your endless prattling and insolent mouth."

"Thank You, Mistr--

She rolled Her eyes and went into a fury.

"YOU JUST DON'T GET IT....DO YOU?"

She began to rain blows down upon his neck,back, thighs....everywhere.

"SHUT the FUCK up!! I don't want to hear you....unless you scream."

And scream c did...loud and long. Well, at least She was letting out some pent up frustration. Finally, Shannon stopped. She knew in Her present state of mind She could flay the skin off his bones. She stepped back and pushed a stray lock of hair from Her forehead. Both were sweaty, and he was striped like a tiger from neck to knees.

She abruptly shoved the cock handle of Her whip into c's mouth.

"Here's something for your smart mouth. Don't drop it or I'll get the cane... you know how much you love that."

It was so cute the way Her slut boy moaned around the rubber dick in his mouth.

Part Six

The Dominatrix walked away and took a long drink. It was time. Spinning on Her heel, She kicked the whip out of c's mouth with an impressive roundhouse kick.

"Oh Oh, you fucked up now...."

Silence...but She detect a tremble in Her pets body.

"Oh, I see. The silent treatment. But you do learn quickly. Does

Mistress need to use the cane on you...mmmmm??"

"No, Mistress."

"I own you."

"Yes, Goddess."

"You are mine...completely".

"Yes, Goddess".

You DON'T want to displease me."

"No, Mistress."

Shannon pulled Her dress over head; relishing the fact She was completely nude in front of Her slave and knowing he would crawl over broken glass to see Her. Not today.

"Good boy. Are you thirsty?"

"Yes Goddess."

>Mistress Shannon pulled the stool over in front of Her slave and sat down...Her thighs against his body. She noisily drained Her glass...making the ice tinkle.

"Too bad...all gone." Her cruel laugh washed over him. "Stick out that slutty tongue."

She pulled a large ice chip and playfully teased it around Her slave's lips before placing it on his tongue.

"Mmmm...that good?"

"Yes, Goddess," c said, but it came out more like "eth o-eth" and the ice fell to the floor.

"Messy baby. Here. Try again. Stick your tongue out."

Another chip. Same question Same result.

"My. My. My. I'm NOT going to waste my time if you can't do one simple thing right. Hmmm....I have an idea. Open your mouth...that's right. Stick out your nasty slutty cunt licking tongue."

This time, She put the chip in his mouth. Gazing down, She snarled one hand in Her slutslave's dark hair and pulled his mouth to Her bare cunt. The combination of c's moan, his cold tongue and the ice chunk on Her pussy.....good thing She was sitting down.

"That's right baby---see, there's more than one way to skin a cat."

She laughed at Her joke.

"If you co-operate and be a good little cunt licker...right?"

"Yes, Goddess." The words spoken right into Her generated waves of pleasure.

"Lets get re-acquainted, shall we?"

Goddess Shannon began to rhythmically grind Herself into Her slave's face...quick pulsing jerks of Her hips.

"Thats right slutty....please Goddess Shannon. Work that nasty tongue right in there.I want to feel those studs on your tongue DEEP in my luscious cunt. DO IT!"

She released his head and parted Herself with two fingers.

"Deeper slut....DEEPER!"

"ALL THE WAY....CUNT LICKER WHORE!!!"

Slave c opened his mouth wide and screamed into Shannon's beautiful pussy. She pushed Herself against his face and he worked his tongue as far as he could...pumping it like a little cock. The ice had melted and now Miss Shannon's pussy was quite slick. She ground and rubbed Herself against Her plaything in wanton passion. The way the nose ring stimulated Her clit....the hot studded tongue buried deep inside Her.

"Yes...Oh yes...make your Goddess cum over and over on your nasty face ......oooh yes My little slit licker."

She leaned back and wrapped Her long legs around his head and neck...crushing him. As lust overtook Her Shannon arched Her back and received the orgasm She craved and needed, making Her slave gasp and moan and desperately lick Her juices.

Part Seven

After Her orgasm subsided and She could breathe again, Shannon sat up and pushed c's face away...wet with Her cum and juice.

"Mmmmmm.....very VERY nice."

"Yes, Goddess," he said, in a bare whisper.

"Did you enjoy that, sweetie?"

"Yes, Goddess"

"Good. Good little cunt licking slut boy."

"Yes, Goddess."

Shannon reached down and grabbed Her slave's very erect shaft and squeezed. It was practically drooling pre-cum.

"What a very messy nasty little slutpuppy you are."

"Yes, Goddess."

She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, Her tight nipples grinding against his chest.

"Maybe i will send My slutty rubber maid in here to ....clean you up. Would you like that...nasty boy?"

"Yes, Goddess."

"Then, again...MAYBE NOT."

She gave a hard playful tweak pinch of the purple cock head in Her fingers. "We'll see....HA HA HA!"

As Shannon left the room She bumped into Mei-ling. The slut was taken aback...after all, her Mistress was naked in front of her and flushed....hell, She was practically glowing.

"Were you eavesdropping, you little cunt?"

dropped her eyes and bit her lip.

"That's what I thought."

Shannon pushed Mei to the wall and grabbed her chin in Her taloned fingers.

"I must meet Mistress Rachel. I want you to go in there and clean little slave boy up. I want you to lick my juices off his face. Then, you may use him for your pleasure. Make sure he licks you real good. I insist. Then, I want you to lick your juices up."

"Yes, Mistress." Mei kept her eyes averted but her mind began to turn.

"Then, I want you to suck his cock. I want you to make it hard and shiny with your hot wet mouth. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress."

"But do NOT...I repeat, DO NOT let him cum. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress." There was a playful lilt to the maid's voice.

Shannon squeezed her face harder.

"If you do, I will know. But I want you to bring him to the brink over and over....and over. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress...tease and torment nasty little slave boy--but NO cum...for him."

"Very Good. I will be back in three hours. When I return I want him insane with desire to cum. I want his purple cock and tight ballsack covered in your slutty pink lip gloss. You may eat any pre-cum, but MY slave is not allowed to cum until I say. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," she replied with a playful smirk.

"If he does, I will know and YOU will be disciplined...severely."

"Yes, Mistress." The Maid's smirk transformed into a pout.

'Naughty bitch,' Shannon thought to Herself.

"Excellent. Now, leave me."

As Shannon showered and planned Her evening she smiled.

LIFE IS GOOD.....WHEN YOU'RE THE QUEEN.