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  					The Gift

During the drive to the office, Angie could not help be a little bit angry as Christmas was her 

favorite time of the year and one of the very few times she got to visit her family due to her 

hectic lifestyle; one that was made up of mostly work and very little play. This included not only 

play with her girlfriends, but with male friends as well, meaning very little sex! Unfortunately, visiting 

her family would not happen this year as Angie’s boss. Karen called her at around 6am this morning 

and asked Angie to come into work today. Although she “asked” Angie to come in, Angie knew it was 

not an option; well, at least not an option if she wanted to keep her job. Apparently one of the company’s 

biggest clients needed something taken care of ASAP and as usual, when the company wanted something 

done right and done fast, they turned to Karen who then in turn turned towards her best employee and 

new protégé, Angie to help her out. Sure, Karen could have taken care of the problem herself in all 

likelihood, but Karen took a liking to Angie from the beginning and was mentoring her, for professional 

and personal reasons although Angie only knew about the professional reasons. She took every 

opportunity she could to teach Angie the business as well as some other things that weren’t related 

to the business.

Karen was an intelligent and genuine woman who commanded a great deal of respect within the 

company, even from the higher-ups. It was obvious that Karen was on the fast-track to becoming one 

of those aforementioned higher-ups herself due to her multitude of skills, personality, and education. 

She had two Master’s degrees, one in business and the other in finance and was fluent in both 

Japanese and Russian which were two of the many countries the company had offices in. Karen was 

hired the minute she graduated just a few short years ago. The president of the company noticed 

Karen back when she was doing an internship at the company headquarters for school and it 

was obvious to him that Karen was something special, even back then; not only because of her 

business prowess, but because of the way she dealt with people. Everyone loved Karen and Karen 

genuinely loved everyone back. In a business such as this, a personality like Karen’s usually made for 

bad business, but being genuine was not Karen’s only gift concerning interpersonal relationships. 

Karen had a unique talent…she always got what she wanted! She did not have to brow-beat or argue 

or plead with anyone either, she just had a way of convincing people to see things the way she did. 

And the way she saw things was always for the best, whether it was something related to business, 

something related to personal situations, or something related to just plain fun; she was always right 

and could read between the lines better than anyone. To the people that did not know her, it was as if 

she had some kind of special vision or intuition, and who knows, maybe she did; but those people 

that knew her best knew that the reason wasn’t anything supernatural…far from it. It was her amazing 

combination of intelligence and common sense that she possessed that allowed her to do the things she 

did. She was always learning and took every opportunity to research a subject, be it the buyout of a 

multi-million dollar company to something as simple as why she always got stuck at this one red light 

on her way home every day. Whatever the case, she was always well informed on everything; 

in fact, it was something that many of the people within the company wondered how she could 

accomplish everything she had given the amount of work she puts in on a normal day at the office. 

Whatever the reason was, she was the envy of almost everyone for her uncanny ability, and her 

ability to multi-task wasn’t the only amazing thing about her either. 

Standing an impressive five feet eleven inches tall in bare feet, well over six foot in heels which she 

always wore, her height alone would bring about a sense of trepidation to even the savviest of 

businessman or woman, but it was not just her height alone that was imposing, it was everything 

else about her physical appearance that made her special. She was not a thin woman but was she 

not overweight either. She had a figure that any woman would die for and one that could bring 

any man to his knees. Every attribute seemed perfectly in line with her tall stature, from her hourglass 

figure to her shapely legs, from her thick mane of dark hair to her well manicured nails, nothing ever 

seemed out of place. On top of everything else, her face was flawless requiring only a hint of make-up 

which made her the envy of many of her fellow co-workers. As with everything else, all her facial 

features seemed to perfectly match up with her stature from those pouty lips to those wide, deep blue 

eyes of hers. 

She was always impeccably put together as well. Never once was a single hair out of place nor was 

there ever a time when, what little make-up she did wear, needed touching up. She always wore well 

tailored suits that made it obvious that she was a woman while not being too overly provocative for 

a business setting. Besides being expensive and well fitting, they were always well coordinated, both 

style wise and color wise and even though it seemed unlikely, it was as if she never wore the same 

outfit twice. There never once was a wrinkle or anything else that was out of place and it was plain 

for everyone to see that she took pride in the way she dressed, including the designer nylons and 

high heels that she always wore to the office. Never once had anyone seen her without them on, 

not even as she got out of her car and made her way up the elevator every day for work…it was 

almost as if she lived in them!

Before Angie realized it, she was at the office pulling into the parking garage. She lost all track 

of time thinking about Karen; so much so that she would be hard pressed to relay anything she 

saw on the way in…it was almost as if she was auto pilot. That however came as no surprise to 

Angie as Karen had always been able to captivate Angie’s attention and imagination, even when 

she wasn’t around. Though this was normal for almost anyone that knew Karen, for Angie, it took 

on a special significance. Working so closely with Karen these past few months has stirred up feelings 

inside Angie that she never knew she had, especially for another woman. These feelings ran the 

gamut as her and Karen have, at one time or another, talked about almost everything, from everyday 

news, to work, to their personal lives. Some of these things were revealing, some were boring, and 

some were even shocking! Some of the most shocking revelations have come from Karen’s 

confessions about her personal life during one particularly interesting conversation one day but would 

in no way compare to the BIG one they had just recently!

Karen, obviously feeling that she could trust Angie implicitly, had confided in her about the many, 

many beliefs she had concerning relationships and sexuality. While this came as no surprise to Angie, 

Karen had confided in her that during her college years, she could literally have any man she wanted 

and she and her dorm sisters would make bets from time to time about who could sleep with whom 

first. Although Karen didn’t win every time, she won a majority of these so called contests and after 

a while, became bored with them and with men in general. She just felt she could not be satisfied by 

any one man so she naturally turned to women to try and fill the growing, burning need inside of her. 

So like allot of college aged women, she experimented with women exclusively.

This little endeavor started out with a bang and the very first time Karen had sex with another woman, 

it was almost like something magical had happened; unfortunately, that feeling did not last very long. 

Eventually Karen realized that no single woman could satisfy all her needs just as no single man could 

either. Because of this, Karen kind of walled herself emotionally towards relationships and would seek 

out both women and men just to meet her more “carnal” needs as she finished school. Eventually, 

the wall was complete and Karen no longer spent any more energy actively distancing herself 

emotionally from that special someone. She found that she could now fully concentrate on work 

and could get sex any time she wanted to should the urge hit her without having to worry about 

anything emotional. This arrangement suited Karen for many years but once things were shaping up 

with her career, she again found herself looking for love, or at least something that resembled that 

ever elusive creature. That was when she met Bob, her secretary, or administrative assistant.

Pulling into the first space available, Angie gathered all her things, got out, and headed towards the 

elevator. Before pushing the up button, Angie turned towards the mirror on the opposite wall and 

straightened herself out. She always tried to emulate Karen by being as put together as possible, 

but Angie was never a very meticulous person and had to work very hard at appearing anything like 

Karen. Now, just because she never quite reached Karen’s level of perfection, Angie was no slouch 

by any means. Angie always wore very expensive suits though they were not tailored to her body like 

Karen’s were because there was no need. Angie was a much shorter woman than Karen, standing a 

mere five feet four inches, a full seven less than Karen. Of course Angie always wore high heels 

which made her three or so inches taller but she was still much shorter than Karen even if Karen did 

not wear her high heels.  Angie was also a thin woman and could easily wear clothes “off the shelf”. 

Angie also did not share the same hourglass figure that Karen did but even so, had very nice breasts 

and a butt that was to die for.

After getting off the elevator, Angie noticed something strange, not only was Bob not at his desk 

which was very unusual as Angie had never seen Karen at work without him being there, but the 

entire office was empty. Angie was not expecting many people to be there on Christmas Eve, but 

she thought there would at least be a few. She cautiously made her way over to Karen’s office 

which must have looked ridiculous Angie thought, but for some reason she was just weary of things 

at this very moment. As she slowly made her way towards Karen’s office, she could see that the lights 

were on inside meaning Karen must be in there. She got to the door and lightly knocked as if not 

disturb whatever it was that Karen was doing inside. Just as she finished knocking, the door flew open. 

Standing there was Karen which startled Angie due to her all ready heightened state she was in. 

Karen reached out and gave her a big hug and relayed how happy she was that Angie was able to 

come in today. All of this was very out of character for Karen but Angie figured she would just go 

with it; besides, Angie had been longing for some sort of attention like this from Karen for a long time, 

ever since their conversation just a few short weeks ago. Angie had always been worried that Karen 

might be able to tell just how much she admired, and liked, her and did her best to keep things hidden 

from her, even after that amazing and revealing conversation. After letting go, Karen pulled up a chair 

for Angie to sit in and once seated, grabbed her own leather bound chair from behind her huge desk, 

wheeled it out and sat down right in front of Angie. This thoroughly confused Angie yet again as she 

thought they would be working on an important project today. So far it was obvious that this would, 

in all likelihood, not be the case.

Karen asked Angie if she remembered that conversation the one they had a ways back, the one where 

Karen told Angie about some of her proclivities outside of work concerning her and Bob. Angie knew 

immediately what Karen was referring to and not wanting to sound too excited, took a moment as if 

to be thinking about it and hesitantly said that she did. As she was thinking, Angie could see Karen 

trying to restrain herself from smiling and when she finally stated that she did indeed remember, 

Karen let that beautiful smile loose. Angie knew she was not fooling Karen, but deep down 

somewhere inside, she was hoping that she was. “Good” exclaimed Karen. “I have something for 

you” she went on to say. She explained to Angie that the whole project thing was really just a farce 

but she did really want Angie here today for a reason. She told her that she had a gift for her and a 

proposal as well. Angie could accept, or decline, the proposal without fear of any repercussions 

whatsoever. The only catch was that this was a one-time offer and if Angie did decline, the matter 

would never be discussed again. Angie was even more perplexed than ever and although she knew 

Karen must have seen it on her face, Karen either did not care that Angie was confused or she actually 

was enjoying the fact that she had Angie on the edge of her seat. Knowing what she did about Karen, 

Angie honestly could not say for sure which one it was!

Taking her silence as a tentative agreement to what she just said, Karen told Angie that there was a gift 

for her under the tree and she wanted her to go get it and open it up right away. Without thinking, Angie 

jumped up and headed towards the office Christmas tree. This was really odd Angie thought and could 

not imagine what, or even why, Karen had gotten her a gift seeing as how the whole office did the secret 

Santa thing to avoid any hard feelings between the office staff. As Angie turned the corner, she could 

see a relatively small, beautifully wrapped, package sitting by itself under the beautifully lit, glowing tree. 

Like a kid, Angie made a beeline for the box, picked it up, and gave it a light shake while looking back 

at Karen almost as if checking for approval. Karen seemed almost as excited as Angie and told her to 

open it once again. Trying to preserve the beautiful wrapping as she did, Angie slowly got the box open 

and when she took the lid off was blown away by what was inside. A flood of emotions suddenly 

overcame here and she, for a split second, almost felt faint. As she stared down into the box, Angie 

recalled that conversation that she had with Karen a few months after she was hired. That was a day 

that Angie would never forget, for a number of different reasons.

That day started off just like any other day; however, around lunch time, Karen called Angie into her 

office and said she wanted to talk with her. Angie was so scared and was afraid she was going to be 

fired or something as Karen was usually so busy that she almost always had her secretary take care 

of things such as giving out projects or relaying Karen’s wishes to the staff. After being let in by Bob, 

Karen offered Angie a seat and said she just had to finish reading a report and she would be right 

with her. As Karen continued reading, Angie’s nervousness grew and grew but she did not know 

what to expect and although she tried to hide that fact, it was obvious by her fidgeting that she was 

indeed nervous, hoping that Karen could not tell. After Karen seemingly finished the report she was 

reading, she looked up and smiled at Angie. Angie always thought Karen was a very beautiful woman 

with a smile that could light up a room and this only confirmed her thinking. Angie suddenly felt a 

wave of excitement roll through her body culminating in her genitals which caused another wave to 

coarse through her body, this time it was one of embarrassment that just a smile from another woman, 

her boss nonetheless, could excite her so much.

Noticing her uneasiness, Karen broke the silence and started to speak. This put Angie at ease somewhat 

because at least now she would finally know the purpose of the meeting, but what came next was totally 

unexpected.

Karen went on to explain that she had handpicked Angie for the position she held based not only her 

credentials as a smart, intelligent business woman, but she also based her decision on the fact that 

Angie had an intriguing aura about her. Karen could sense that Angie was a take-charge type of woman, 

one that could accomplish almost anything that she put her mind to, but she also sensed that Angie 

was unsure of herself and her abilities at times, seemed almost passive. This contradiction fascinated 

Karen and wanted she wanted to observe Angie for a time before making a decision on just what type 

of personality Angie did in fact have. After observing Angie for the past few months, her business 

prowess as well as her interpersonal skills, Karen decided the time was right to take things to the 

next level. This totally confused Angie but she was curious to know what Karen thought her and 

just what this next level was, so she politely, yet excitedly, asked Karen to continue.

“Do you know the exact nature of the relationship between Bob and me?” Karen asked. Angie replied 

that she did…Bob was her secretary. Karen went on to explain that was partially true, but Bob was 

so much more. What came as a total shock to Angie was that Bob was Karen’s husband! Angie 

would never have guessed and had even thought of asking Bob out a few times as he was a very 

intelligent and good looking man, but given this new information, was glad that she never did. But 

how was this relevant to this conversation Angie thought to herself. Almost as if on cue, Karen stated 

that while Bob was indeed her husband, they had a unique relationship. Having forgotten how this 

related to her, Angie excitedly asked Karen just what she meant by unique. Karen laughed and asked 

Angie if she was sure she wanted to know. Of course Angie could say nothing other than yes at this 

point, how could anyone say no!

Karen went on to describe in great detail how Bob was not only her husband, but he was her “slave” 

as well. Although Angie did look surprised by this new found information, she was not as surprised as 

Karen thought she would be which made Karen happy, very happy. Although true slavery is outlawed 

by the constitution, there are ways around things explained Karen. Karen hired a special attorney prior 

to their marriage to draw up a sort of prenuptial agreement/contract that explicitly stated what was 

expected of Bob and what obligations Karen had to Bob. Karen’s only obligation to Bob was to provide 

the basic needs such as food, shelter, clothing, etc and beyond that, anything else was at her sole 

discretion. Bob’s duties were simple as well; he was to obey Karen, without question or hesitation. 

Sounds simply enough Angie thought, albeit very strange. The odd thing was that either Karen or 

Bob could terminate the marriage at any time, for any reason. The only catch was if the marriage 

was terminated, regardless of who initiated it, Karen would get everything and not be responsible 

for any type of alimony or support payments to Bob. Also, Bob would only be left with the clothes 

on his back, no money, no car, and because Karen was his boss, no job either. This provided incentive 

for Bob to always strive to please Karen as best he could. Again, on the surface this may seem selfish, 

but Bob derives as much pleasure from pleasing Karen as Karen does from knowing Bob lives every 

moment of his life striving to please Karen. It is a wonderful symbiotic relationship that meets both of 

their needs; well, at least all Bobs needs!

Angie’s first thought was how unfair the relationship was, but after giving it some thought, could see 

how advantageous such an arrangement would be. Once again she felt that all too familiar wave of 

excitement rampaging through her body and this time, even Karen could tell by the twitching in her 

thighs and by the distant look in her eyes. After snapping back to reality, Angie’s first question was 

how would something like this could be enforceable if Bob were to contest it somehow. Karen 

explained that one of the first things she had Bob do after getting the contract drafted and before he 

signed it was to see a Psychologist to determine if he was in the right state of mind and could fully 

understand just what signing the agreement meant. Once cleared by the doc, everything was good 

to go and even if Bob did want to contest the agreement, how could he? He would have no money, 

no job, no possessions, nothing if he left Karen or worse yet, if Karen kicked him to the curb. 

Karen went on immediately to explain that it was not about keeping Bob against his will in any way, 

shape, or form. Bob wanted it as much, if not more, than Karen and thrived on the thrill of knowing 

that his life, for all intents and purposes, was in the hands of this most beautiful and intelligent woman 

he fell in love with the moment he met her.

Karen gave Angie a moment to digest things and when it was apparent that she had, or at least started 

to, moved on to the details of their relationship. “I honestly do love Bob” Karen exclaimed. “I just 

love him differently than most other women love their husbands and Bob does indeed love me as well”. 

Continuing on, Karen told Angie that she just loved to control Bob’s life in every way. She loved to 

control his sexuality, to control his pleasure, and to control his pain as well. Angie seemed surprised 

by the past word: pain. Karen immediately took notice of her response to her last word but purposely 

went on detailing the other parts of her statement before broaching that subject. Apparently, Bob was 

not only Karen’s secretary, he was also her maid and it was his responsibility to take care of her families’ 

estate that she lived on. This was a full time job in and of itself and kept Bob busy all the time for 

when one project was completed, there was always another waiting to be done and when there wasn’t 

a household chore such as cooking or cleaning to be done, he was either working in the office with 

Karen or attending to her every need at home. Bob loved doing this and tried his best to please Karen 

through his work, not only at the office but at home as well.

She went on to say that she also controlled Bob’s sexuality through the use of certain methods and 

devices, such as chastity devices. The look on Angie’s face when Karen said that was priceless; at 

least Karen thought so. “Things like that really exist?” exclaimed Angie. “They sure do” replied Karen. 

Karen had many sorts of chastity devices from the simple to the complex and Bob always wore one 99% 

of the time. The only time Bob was allowed out was for cleaning and the occasional “release” that 

Karen so graciously allowed from time to time. You see, Bob was not allowed to have an orgasm 

without Karen’s approval and if he was allowed one, it was never through sex with Karen! If Bob was 

good enough and Karen was feeling generous enough, Karen would allow Bob to masturbate and if 

conditions were just right, Karen might, very occasional, give Bob a hand-job. Of course she wore a 

latex glove which further added to Bob’s embarrassment even though they were married. Most of the 

time however, Bob was allowed release only through prostate massage. This of course did not satisfy 

Karen’s sexual needs which were stronger than ever. To this end, she would have trysts with men she 

met from time to time but she was never quite fully satisfied but did not know exactly why and this is 

where Angie comes into play, maybe!

Besides his physical needs, Karen also loved to control Bob’s mental needs as well. First off, Bob 

was never allowed, under any circumstances, to see Karen, or any other woman for that matter, 

naked. Karen did this so as to constantly keep Bob on edge and remind him just who was in charge. 

The thought of Bob suffering through a constant state of frustration stoked the fires deep within 

Karen and had some of the most intense orgasms she ever had while thinking about poor old Bob 

suffering for her pleasure. It was almost like a drug for Karen and the more she got, the more she 

wanted. Once in a great while Karen would let Bob see her scantily clad in some sexy lingerie or 

the like, but never for too long or too often. Karen also had parental controls on the computers, 

TV’s, and DVD players in the house so Bob could not see anything that inappropriate either. 

Although Bob did not have the time to indulge in those things like TV or internet surfing very often, 

Karen wanted to make sure there was no possible way he could see anything she did not approve of. 

Again, this thought served only to excite her and was constantly dreaming up of ways to torture him 

in this manner. This however was one of the many things Bob had not bargained for and would beg, 

plead, and even cry for Karen to let up, but she never did. After all, “if he did not like it, he could 

leave” Karen said with a smile!

Angie was dumbfounded and could not believe what she was hearing. During her college days, she 

had heard of things almost like this, but even then it mostly for play and not for “real life”. Angie 

was now more excited than ever despite the “wow” factor of all these amazing revelations. How 

exciting something like that would be and as much as it excited Angie, she could not figure out if she 

was more excited about Karen’s or Bobs’ role in the relationship! Karen next addressed the pain issue 

and told Angie that she considered herself a sadist and Bob was a masochist and that the administration 

of pain was in fact pleasure for both of them, although Karen could easily transition that pleasure into 

actual pain for Bob while still keeping it pleasurable for herself. “Ho…how do you do that?” Angie 

asked inquisitively. “That is something that could take a long, long time to explain and is best learned 

through experience” Karen trailed off. “So, would you like to learn Angie”?

Angie was shocked at that bold question and did not know how to respond to the query. Karen could 

see the look of agony on her face as she thought about the most unusual question.  This only served 

to further excite Karen. “I tell you what Ang, you think about it and I will pose that question to you 

again sometime in the future. Until then, do not bring it up unless I do, okay?” Karen politely asked. 

Angie thought about it for a few seconds and said “okay”, wondering if she had made the wrong 

choice by not just saying no, but she couldn’t say no, she was too curious. Karen, almost as if 

suddenly another person, politely thanked Angie for coming by and said she could go back to work 

now. Angie slowly turned and walked out of Karen’s office and with her new found knowledge 

and on her way out of Karen’s office could not look Bob in the eyes because it embarrassed her 

too much even though she had nothing to be embarrassed about. 

Staring into the box and slowly rejoining reality, Angie turned towards Karen, ran up to her, and 

gave her a big hug while profusely thanking her for the gift.

“So, as for my proposal” Karen chimed “I want you to come to my house with me for the next two 

days and observe me and Bob interacting with each other. Two days will only scratch the surface of 

the dynamics of our relationship, but it will give you a taste of how we live. After the two days are up, 

I will then give you my proposal at which time you can, as I said earlier, accept or decline without any 

worries”. Angie took a long moment to think about it during which time Karen was beginning to wonder 

if she had misjudged Angie; however, her fears were laid to rest when Angie looked up at her with 

what can only be described as unrestrained joy and said she would love to spend the time with her 

and Bob. “Okay then, go grab your stuff and let’s go” said Karen in a most purposeful tone of voice. 

Angie, not wanting to disappoint, literally ran to get her things and before she knew it, they were 

walking through the garage towards Karen’s car.

When they got there, Angie was surprised to see a very large SUV with very darkly tinted windows 

sitting in Karen’s reserved spot. Angie had never seen her truck before as the reserved spaces were 

on a different level than the unreserved spaces. This seemed odd to Angie because she had never 

figured Karen for the bold, in your face type of personality that the people who drive these kinds 

of trucks usually have. As she climbed into the front seat she saw that in the back there was a very 

large and sturdy cage that one would at first think was for a dog, which is exactly what Angie thought 

for a split second until she remembered. Oh-my she thought to herself, that must be for Bob! Karen 

saw Angie looking and when they were both seated and belted in, Karen turned towards Angie and 

with her eyes motioned to the cage and without missing a beat asked Angie if she wanted to ride over 

in there. Angie’s mouth fell open and she could not, for a few seconds, think of what to say. When 

she finally regained her composure she shot back a resounding “no way”. Karen just smiled and 

said “no problem, I was just asking” and gave Angie the most devilish grin she had ever seen anyone 

give her. After that incident, the rest of the ride over to Karen’s was uneventful with the two women 

talking about various topics such as work, politics, and other meaningless things which seemed very 

odd to Angie at first.

She wondered how Karen could just turn off and on the talk about cages, chastity, pain, and the 

likes and intersperse that type of talk with normal, mundane things when she had an epiphany of 

sorts. She realized that it was not a matter of switching anything off or on, it was just who she was! 

It was as much a part of her as anything and was just normal for her to talk about those things. This 

realization got Angie thinking about her life and how it would be if she was like that, although she 

was still not exactly sure it was for her. Yes, the thought of having a real life modern slave would be 

interesting and make her life so much more easier and allow her to climb the corporate ladder faster 

than she had ever thought possible; she also thought that it might be just as exciting to live like Bob, 

singled minded in purpose with only one thing to focus on day and night while at the same time 

having real, immutable consequences if she failed in that one sole endeavor. Whatever the case, 

Angie was now more excited than she had ever been at any time in her life and could not wait to 

see how everything would play out.

They pulled up to Karen’s estate and Angie was in awe! It was a huge piece of land with a very large 

and elegant house sitting off in the distance. As they made their way down the huge driveway, Karen 

could see that Angie liked her house and explained that the house itself had been in her family for 

generations and was almost a hundred years old. Although they have remodeled it and fixed various 

things, the house has still retained most of its yesteryear charm. Pulling up to the garage, both 

women got out and Karen started to give Angie the grand, outside tour telling her about some of 

the nuances of the old house. Angie fell in love with the house and wished that she could somehow 

have a house like Karen’s some day and even told Karen her wish. Karen was obviously very happy 

that Angie liked her house and said that maybe someday Angie just might live in a house like hers, 

maybe even the same one she said as she winked at Angie. Walking into the house was even more 

amazing for Angie as it was just beautiful and she wondered how in the world Bob could take care 

of such a large house while still working and taking care of Karen’s every need and desire. So the 

grand tour of the inside began in earnest and took a full hour to complete. As excited as Angie was 

about seeing such a marvel of a house, she was getting antsy and wanted to start this observation of 

Karen and Bob.

Karen could tell that Angie was losing interest and told her that she thought the basement would be 

the most interesting part of the tour. Although Angie could not figure out why, somehow she knew 

Karen would be right. After walking down the ancient staircase, they came to a very large door with 

a very old-fashioned, almost medieval looking lock imbedded in the door itself. Karen reached into 

her pocket and grabbed the key and before she opened the door, explained that she had a fully 

equipped dungeon installed in the house a while back, even before she met Bob. It was about as 

real as you could get without traveling to another country like England or Scotland and she assured 

Angie that it got plenty of use in the past and would get plenty more use in the future as well. 

Turning the key, the mechanism let out a resounding clank and after it did, Karen pushed the door open. 

By the looks of it and the way Karen leaned into the door while opening it, Angie concluded it must 

weigh a ton...figuratively of course. Karen walked through first and Angie hesitantly followed. 

Once inside, Angie could barely see anything as the room was dimly lit giving it a surreal, authentic 

dungeon feel with one corner being much more darker than the rest. Karen went on to explain as 

they walked towards the back of the dungeon that this was the only room in the house Bob did not 

have access to and that was why she kept it dark. She wanted to keep Bob guessing. From time to time, 

Karen would move things around, take things out, and put new things in and she always wanted Bob 

never to be able to anticipate what he was in for when they entered for some “fun”. Angie thought 

that seemed like an awful lot of trouble but she also got aroused by what it must feel like to walk into 

the unknown every time you come down here; after all, she was pretty nervous just getting the grand 

tour!

When they reached the back of the room, Angie could see that there was another door identical to 

the one at the entrance, only this one had a small window of sorts with bars on it. Karen told Angie 

to take a peek inside and just as she did, Karen flipped a switched and a small light came on inside 

the room and what Angie saw nearly knocked her off her feet! Angie saw a makeshift bed jutting 

from the wall and she also saw many types of shackles on the walls, floor, and ceiling but what was 

most peculiar was the cage in the middle of the room. It was about three or four feet tall and about 

three or four feet long with tightly spaced bars. As she was taking all of this in, Angie noticed that 

someone was inside the cage…It was Bob, it had to be! Angie turned towards Karen and asked if 

that was indeed Bob and Karen confirmed her suspicions. “I wanted him to get into the right frame 

of mind for tonight’s fun so before I left, I put him in his cage” Karen nonchalantly stated. 

Angie could not believe that Karen would leave Bob alone and caged like that but once again her 

thoughts betrayed her and she started to become aroused by the thought of how helpless Bob was.

Opening up the very large, very old, and very creaky cell door, Karen walked in and over to the 

small cage in the middle of the room that confined him. Karen unlocked it and sternly told Bob to 

come out and assume the position. Angie was very curious to see just what this position was and 

felt like a kid in a candy store she was so excited. Slowly at first but then with more determination, 

Bob crawled out of the cage and knelt beside Karen all the while keeping his head and eyes down. 

“You see, he is not allowed to look me in the eye when we are down here” Karen explained almost 

as if reading Angie’s mind. Angie was numb with both excitement and shock and slowly looked Bob 

over. Angie had to admit it was strange seeing Bob this way and she was a little embarrassed 

although she was not even sure Bob knew exactly who she was because he kept his head down. 

Now, Angie had seen plenty of naked men in her life, but never in a situation like this and it was 

this odd fact that intrigued her so much. As she scanned Bob, she noticed that where his penis 

should be was only a shiny metal tube! Angie gasped for a second and asked “is tha…is that what 

I think it is?” “Sure is” was Karen’s response. “Oh-my, you really weren’t joking, were you?” 

Angie said in a somewhat surprised tone of voice. “No Angie, I wasn’t” replied Karen as she once 

again gave Angie that devilish grin.

Angie asked Karen if she could get a closer look and Karen of course said yes. Angie very carefully 

made her way over to Bob and just as she got there, Karen instructed Bob to stand up. After 

standing up, Angie slowly reached out to touch the shiny metal tube but she kept pulling back 

the closer she got. Karen just laughed and said it wasn’t going to bite her! Angie knew this of 

course but she was just so overwhelmed by what she was seeing and yet, at the same time, she 

was very turned on by it. As she finally made contact, her hand flew back because Bob’s natural 

reaction, or his penis’ natural reaction, was to try and get hard. Angie almost had a heart attack 

and when she realized what happened. She reached in and this time lightly grabbed the tube that 

imprisoned his penis without hesitation. Angie was totally hypnotized by the gravity of the situation, 

almost as if she was having an out of body experience. She stood there lightly twisting, turning, 

and pulling on the tube afraid not to be too rough so as not to hurt Bob, or at least so she thought. 

Angie snapped back to reality when Karen softly whispered in her ear that they make chastity devices 

for women as well!

Angie was horrified by the thought and could not imagine what it would be like to not be able to 

have an orgasm, nonetheless touch yourself, but the more Angie thought about it, the more it 

consumed her and she wondered what it would be like to wear one, especially for Karen. Angie 

shook her head at the thought and let go of the tube quickly. Karen had not expected that response 

and became ever the more curious about just exactly what jarred Angie so much, but that was a 

question for another time as there was “work” to be done now.

Karen turned with a purpose and headed off to the far corner of the room. Due to the low lighting 

inside the dungeon, Angie could not tell what was awaiting them, or it could have also been the fact 

that even if Angie had full sight of what was over there, she would have no idea what it would be 

for anyway. Without missing a beat, Bob followed Karen staying right at her side but ever so slightly 

behind her. When they finally got to the corner, Angie saw what looked like an old fashioned pillory 

but it was much lower to the ground. Besides the height, Angie also noticed that there was a sort of 

padded bench sticking up in the middle and in the back was a board with two holes in it but facing 

up instead of out. This was unlike anything Angie had ever seen or heard of and was dying to know 

what it was used for and how it was going to be used tonight. Karen grabbed Bob’s arm roughly 

and directed him to the middle of the contraption. Once there, it seemed as if Bob knew exactly what 

to do. He bent over, stomach on the bench, and put his head and hands through the front portion of 

the pillory. Karen, without hesitation, then locked his hands and head into place. She then turned 

towards the back end and opened up the board that was facing up instead of out. She then placed 

Bob’s feet in the holes and locked them in place just as she had done with his head and hands. 

Bob was now effectively immobilized and he could do nothing about it.

Seeing Bob like this was driving Angie crazy. She was so hot and bothered right now that she was 

afraid to even move for fear that it might trigger and orgasm and she did NOT want to let Karen 

know how much this was turning her on. Angie imagined all the things she could do to Bob, or any 

other man for that matter, if she had him ensnared like this. She was also imagining what it would 

feel like to be in that position herself, the vulnerability and helplessness would be amazing she thought. 

Her mind bounced back and forth, back and forth so much so that she did not see what Karen was 

doing. Suddenly, Angie heard a sort of “whacking” sound and looked up in the direction the sound 

came from. She saw Karen standing there, holding what appeared to be a small stick of some sorts, 

kind of resembling a drumstick and just smiling at Angie. That smile pierced Angie like a knife and 

she almost lost it, thankfully Karen went back to work and gave Bob three more good whacks with 

the small instrument, this time eliciting a loud cry from Bob. It was then that Angie realized that 

Karen was hitting the bottom of Bob’s feet! Even though Angie was slowly becoming immune to 

being surprised by the things that Karen said to her and showed her, this was still a shock and 

thought how painful it must be for Bob.

Karen once again ignored the look of shock on Angie’s face and continued on. She would alternate 

between hard and soft strokes, between fast and slow strokes, and between striking blows and soft 

caressing touches. Even though allot of the strikes obviously caused Bob much pain, the look on his 

face between them was not one of pain, but one of, one of something that Angie couldn’t quite put 

her finger on. It was almost as if he was thoroughly enjoying it and the look was one of pleasure, 

happiness, and joy! Angie could not even fathom how such a thing could be enjoyable and then 

remembered Karen’s statement that Bob was a masochist and once she remembered this, it all 

made perfect sense. Angie was so curious she was dying to know more and because it was obvious 

that this was not the time for Q&A, she just continued observing. She spent an equal amount of time 

observing Karen, her demeanor, and the way she would administer the punishment as well as observe 

Bob, his reactions, and the varying states of emotion that he went through. Angie watched how his 

body would tremble in anticipation of another blow or how the trembling would cease if Karen 

would caress him between blows and was mesmerized by this. The interaction between 

Karen and Bob was intoxicating and Angie could no longer just sit by and watch.

Angie looked around and grabbed a stool she saw off in the distance. She brought the stool over 

and put it down right in front of Bob. She then sat down. Her sex was now ever so close to Bob 

but of course he could not see anything because of the length of the dress she had on. She slowly 

reached out and grabbed one of Bob’s hands and started caressing it even as Karen continued to 

pound the stick on his bare feet. The feeling was one of pure electricity to Angie and although she 

was not sure of Bob interpreted the touching the same way, she knew he must have enjoyed it 

because his yelps when Karen struck him particularly hard were no longer as loud as they were 

before she grabbed his hand. After a few moments, Angie switched to the other hand and repeated 

the same thing. Quickly glancing up at Karen to see if she approved or not, Angie saw no response 

from Karen so she assumed what she was doing was all right. She then grabbed his head and started 

to tousle his hair, gently at first but eventually ratcheting up the intensity. Angie could not help 

herself and was heading down that road to orgasmic bliss. Everything she had seen and done was 

just too much for her and she couldn’t hold back anymore. Just as she was about to have an orgasm, 

she was ripped out of her blissful state by something that sounded like a very loud “crack” and a 

wale from Bob’s mouth. What the…she thought and quickly looked up at Karen with a slightly 

angry look to see what had just happened and was once again  perplexed by what she saw!

Karen was holding nothing in her hands, so what made that sound Angie wondered to herself. Karen 

could see that Angie was not only “annoyed” that she was interrupted, but also confused as to what 

was going on. Suddenly Karen reached out to touch Bob’s foot and when she did, Angie heard that 

cracking sound again, heard Bob yelp again, but this time saw some sort of spark in between Bob’s 

foot and Karen’s hand. Angie was dumbfounded, she had never seen a static shock like that before 

and in never in succession, at least not without moving over some sort of carpeted surface and there 

was no carpeting in this dungeon! So what the heck was causing that? Angie had by now totally 

forgotten about her interruption and was solely focused on the intriguing matter before her. Karen 

however was not giving up the secret and continued to lightly touch, and consequentially shock Bob. 

She started on his feet and then slowly moved down to his calves and thighs working her way over to 

his raised back. Each time she touched Bob he wailed and each time he did, Karen’s smile would get 

bigger and bigger until finally she was becoming annoyed with his yelps. She sternly scolded him for 

being such a big baby and warned him that if he continued, she would only punish him harder! Angie 

couldn’t believe what she was hearing and what was worse was she could not believe that what she 

was hearing was turning her on so much!

“Angie, would you be a dear for me and go over to that table and bring over that roll of tape on it please?” 

Angie immediately ran over to get the tape and when she came back Karen asked her if she would do 

the honors while pointing towards her mouth because she was “busy” at the moment. Angie said yes 

without even giving it any thought and knew exactly what she meant. As Angie ripped the first piece 

of tape off and was about to apply it to Bob’s mouth, Karen stopped her and asked her if she was 

forgetting something. Angie stood there and thought for a moment…what could she be forgetting??? 

When it was obvious she would not come up with the answer, Karen told her she needed to fill his 

mouth with something first before taping it. Ahhh, that makes sense Angie thought, but what could 

she use to stuff in his mouth. She looked around but did not see anything and looked up at Karen 

with a helpless look on her face. Karen just laughed and told her to use her imagination. Angie 

thought about it for a second and then the idea hit her! She reached down and as she did it was 

obvious to see that Karen was very pleased.

She reached down and put her hand underneath her dress, slowly she put her hand under the 

soft feminine material and for a split second, almost got distracted yet again. She then started to 

slide the clingy garment down her thin but shapely legs. To make it easier to get off, Angie kicked 

off her heels and as she did this, she noticed that she had Bob’s full and undivided attention. Well, 

he is not being very submissive-like now is he Angie thought to herself. This thought both amused 

and scared her…how could she even think something like that, it was so unlike her, or was it? After 

kicking the heels off she reached down, grabbed the frilly item and slowly held it up for Bob to see. 

Bob could now see that it was her stocking and as she held it up, she rolled it into a tight ball. 

She then reached down and just as sensually, pulled of her other stocking and put the balled up 

one inside the one she just took off and then proceeded to ball them both together creating a nice, 

large, mouth-filling gag! Angie then shoved it in his mouth started to tear another piece of tape off 

of the roll. When she got the tape off, she quickly applied it to Bob’s face which in turn held in his 

improvised gag very nicely. She took another piece of tape off and applied it over the first one just 

for good measure and as soon it was on, heard that all too familiar cracking sound. The only 

difference was that instead of a loud yelp, all they heard was a muffled sound coming from Bob. 

Karen seemed pleased and continued on.

Karen seemed to be tiring of the shocks and moved off into the dark, when she came back, she 

was holding some very fine rope in her hands. She took the rope and started to cut it into small 

strips about a foot long. Angie’s mind was going crazy thinking about what she could possibly be 

doing next. After she finished cutting the strips, she took one end of each strip and made a slip knot 

in it. Carefully laying the rope on the board where Bob’s feet were confined, she deftly applied a 

strand of rope to each toe using the slip-knot. After all ten had a piece of rope attached, she then 

took the free end of each rope, stretched it out which elicited a muffled yelp from Bob, and tied it 

to a small metal loop on the board. Angie had not even seen the loops as they are so small until now. 

Karen continued to tie each toe in this manner until all ten were tied down and stretched which did 

not look very comfortable and judging by Bob’s reaction, she knew she was right. Angie wondered 

what it might feel like to have that done to her. Angie had always loved to receive foot massages 

and to have her toes sucked on by her lovers, but that is so much different, so why was she finding 

this exciting. Angie was so confused by all this and couldn’t even think straight any more, all she 

could do was wait to see what Karen had on her mind next. 

Karen once again disappeared into the dark and by now, Angie wished she could see just what the 

heck was hiding in the darkness over there! When Karen returned she had what appeared to be a 

cup with the handle of something sticking up. What the heck, is she going to feed him or something??? 

Karen walked over to Bob’s bound feet, grabbed the handle that was sticking up, and started applying 

with what Angie now knows is a brush, some type of clear liquid to Bob’s feet. Huh thought Angie 

as confused as ever; however, the reaction from Bob was much stronger and he started to struggle 

against his bonds. “I told you I was only going to punish you further for not shutting up before” 

barked Karen “so you had better stop now, or else”. With that, Bob stopped struggling. Angie, 

although excited to see what was to come next, she was actually a little worried based on Bob’s 

reaction which was unlike anything she had seen from him yet and even more worried because 

she had never seen Karen be so mean before either!

Karen put the cup down and once again disappeared into the darkness. When she returned, she 

was holding something in her hand. It looked like, yes, it was…it was a hairdryer, what the heck 

was she up to? Karen turned on the hair dryer and held it quite a distance away from Bob’s feet 

but even so, Bob let out the usual yelp which put a smile on Karen’s face. Turing away the dryer, 

she started to caress his feet which seemed to comfort him somewhat, then she once again aimed 

the dryer at his feet but this time moved closer causing Bob to yelp louder and longer as she held 

the dryer there inundating his feet with hot air. By this time, Bob was struggling against his bonds 

once again but to no avail, he was not going anywhere nor could he even move his feet out of the 

air flow. Rather than his struggling irritating Karen this time, she seemed to be getting happier and 

happier with Bob’s plight. Again Karen turned the dryer away and started to rub and caress Bob’s 

feet calming him down. Angie was amazed at how calming a simple touch from Karen could be to 

Bob and she was wondering if it was just the thought of Karen touching him or if it was a touch from 

anyone that produced this effect. Angie wanted so bad to test her theory as well as comfort Bob 

because she did feel kind of sorry for him and yet, felt kind of envious at all the attention Bob was 

getting from Karen.

This pattern kept on repeating itself with Karen getting closer and closer to his feet each and every 

time and with every cycle would become more and more loving and gentle with her caressing which 

moved from just his feet to his legs, back, and shoulders. It was simply amazing how Karen could 

transition from hurting Bob to comforting him and Angie really wanted to experience this for herself 

firsthand; unfortunately, that was not possible, at least at this very moment. Finally Karen put the 

dryer down and proceeded to untie his toes. Next came his feet and then his head and hands. Once 

free, Karen told him to stand up, which he did while still keeping in character by keeping his eyes down. 

“I think for the next round of fun we have to lose this nasty tube” said Karen with a wicked smile. 

Karen reached into her pocket, got out a key, and unlocked his tube. She then pulled it off and what 

happened next totally took her by surprise. 

She was expecting Bob’s penis to spring to life and when it didn’t, she was surprised. “My-my, that 

is the very first time he has never gotten hard when the tube came off…I wonder why?” Karen mused. 

“I know, either I didn’t punish you hard enough and you want more or you are embarrassed that lil ol 

Angie is here” Karen quipped. As soon as she said the word Angie, Bob immediately tensed up as 

if he hadn’t yet realized that it was Angie from the office that had been with them the entire time. 

“Ah, that’s it, isn’t it?” asked Karen. Bob did not answer but only lowered his head more. 

“What, are you embarrassed that Angie has seen you naked or are you more embarrassed that she 

now knows that I wear the pants in the family?” Karen figuratively asked Bob. As soon as Karen 

said the thing about wearing the pants, Bob’s penis sprung to life which very much amused Karen. 

“That’s it, isn’t it? Well darling, every woman in the office knows about me and you!” Karen said 

turning towards Angie just as both women burst out laughing.  Of course Karen was just kidding 

around, but Bob did not know that.

Now we are going to move onto something a little more of a, ummm, shall we say, cliff HANGER! 

Karen untied Bob roughly grabbed his dick and started pulling him in the direction of the large 

wooden table in the center of the room. The table was a very ominous looking piece of equipment 

with many metal rings attached to all sides and corners as well as many strategically placed cutouts 

that Angie could only imagine what they were used for. Once she reached the table with Bob in tow, 

she turned him around practically ripping his penis off in the process and told him around. Then with 

a very stern tone instructed him to get on the table, lie down, and stretch out his arms and legs. 

Once Bob complied, Karen went to work methodically fastening leather cuffs around each wrist 

and then fastening them to the rings on the corners of the table with a small section of rope. Karen 

then slowly made her way to the other end of the table and as she did, lightly raked her fingernails 

across every exposed body part on the way there. Once there, she then proceeded to tie off his 

ankles in the same manner that she did his hands, only this time she yanked on each section of rope 

causing his poor abused body to stretch out very uncomfortably.

“There, how’s that?” she cooed as she made her way back to the top of the table. Bob could only 

slightly moan due to the gag in his mouth but the funny thing was is that Angie wasn’t sure if it was 

a moan of pleasure, pain, or both. This thought once again caused Angie’s heart to race and that 

familiar feeling deep within her loins. Karen just laughed and went right back to work. It was 

obvious that she was very skilled in what she was doing and was convinced that the silence between 

them was due to Karen being in some sort of trance-like state. She grabbed his balls lightly and 

started to roll them between her fingers. As she did this, Bob started to moan and writhe with obvious 

excitement. Bob too seemed to be in a trance like state, even when Karen and Angie were beating 

him so thoroughly before. With her other hand, Karen was toying with Bob, sometimes lightly 

caressing his inner thighs and at times, soundly slapping them. Angie could only imagine the feelings 

that Bob was experiencing because just watching it was stoking a fire deep within her. With every slap, 

Angie could almost feel the pain herself and could not help but to slightly twitch her legs when flesh 

met flesh. She was hoping that Karen did not notice because of her concentration level and did her 

best to try and hide it.

Moving on, Karen made her way over to the wall where she appeared to untie something from a hook 

on the wall. She then started to lower something from the ceiling above the table. Because of the low 

lighting, Angie could not see exactly what it was, but figured it would not be good for Bob! Once Karen 

was satisfied that the apparatus was lowered enough, she tied the remaining rope to the hook on the 

wall and made a bee line for the table. She then reached under the table, opened a drawer, and took 

out a length of thin, brightly colored rope and threw it onto Bob’s chest. She then took out a box and 

when she grabbed it, Angie heard the familiar clanking sound of metal on metal. What was in the box 

Angie could only imagine and even though Angie could not see what it was, she was becoming very, 

very excited nonetheless. She threw the box next to the rope and then grabbed the rope. She then 

tied an adjustable loop to one end of the rope and a non adjustable loop on the other. 

With a look of part evil and part joy on her face, Karen grabbed Bob’s cock and and proceeded to 

thread the head of his cock through the adjustable loop. Once it was through, Karen pulled harshly 

on the free end causing the loop to collapse and squeeze Bob’s cock head unmercifully. When she 

did this, Bob let out a loud yelp through his improvised gag. This elicited only laughs from Karen 

and she told him to stop being a baby. Angie was becoming more and more excited and was worried 

that she would not be able to contain herself much longer. What was strange is that old familiar 

feeling of confliction was back as she could not decide what was exciting her more: the punishment 

Bob was receiving or the punishment that Karen was doling out! Karen then took the free end of 

the rope while at the same time reaching up to grab whatever she had lowered just a few short 

moments ago. Angie could now see what it was; it was a small metal loop, a carbineer, which was 

tied to a rope leading up to the blackness above them. After threading the free end through, Karen 

grabbed it and pulled down, HARD. This caused Bob immense pain and let out another loud yelp. 

“I told you to stop being a baby” Karen mockingly said to Bob.

Karen motioned for Angie to come over. Angie froze for a second causing Karen to raise an 

inquisitive eyebrow. Not wanting feel the wrath of Karen just at this particular moment, Angie 

raced over which elicited an evil grin from Karen. Karen slowly reached over and grabbed Angie’s 

hand. Angie first reaction was to pull away but she knew better. Karen took her hand and placed it 

on the free end of the rope and when Angie was holding the loop, Karen once again sharply pulled 

down on the rope. Once again Bob yelped, but this time he was able to restrain the volume, for the 

most part though it did not matter because Karen’s attention was focused on Angie’s response. 

It was a response that was totally beyond anything Karen thought she would see and she was 

becoming all the more excited herself at this startling display of emotion from Angie. The look on 

Angie’s face must have been priceless at that moment as there was a flood of emotions surging 

through her body unlike anything she ever felt before. The sudden onslaught of emotions almost 

caused her legs to give out, but she held on not wanting to disappoint Karen. 

Karen slowly let go of the rope making sure Angie would continue to hold it and when it was clear 

she was going to hold it, let go. Karen then reached over and opened the box adorning Bob’s chest. 

Inside where small, round metal balls with a hook on the end of each. She picked one up and proudly 

displayed it for Bob and Angie. With that, Bob’s eyes widened and he started to shake his head but 

made no sound. Karen just ignored his display and toward Angie. She skillfully placed the hook 

through the small section of loop that was peeking out from between Angie’s fingers. Karen then 

lightly grabbed Angie’s hand telling her without the use of words to keep it there. Satisfied that 

Angie knew what Karen meant, she reached back into the box and pulled another metal ball out 

and hooked it to the end of the rope. She did this three more time, each time making sure Bob 

saw the ball, almost as if she was taunting him with it and each time his eyes got a little bigger and 

the look on his face got a little poutier.

Karen then motioned for Angie to release the rope and when she did, it stayed perfectly in place 

which is exactly what she wanted. She then pointed towards the box and Angie knew immediately 

what she wanted. Angie reached in, grabbed a ball, and hung it on the rope. She and Karen took turns 

doing this until Bob was arched up on the table, straining against his bonds. Karen took one more ball 

and placed it on the ever expanding ball of balls which now resembled a cluster of grapes. Bob could 

no longer restrain himself and started what could only be construed as pleading. Karen looked deep 

into Angie’s eyes before turning her attention to Bob. “Awwwww Bob, you know the penis can 

stand at least 3 pounds of pressure and you only have two and half right now. What did I tell you 

about being a baby?” It was obvious Karen was annoyed with Bob and his display, convinced it 

was more for show than anything else because Angie was here. “I am going to put one more ball 

on until you stop your whining so you had better get it together, and fast” Karen sternly warned. 

With that, she grabbed another ball and hung it on the rope causing Bob to somehow arch even 

higher and is on cue, stopped his begging and pleading. “Now we can have some real fun,” 

Karen chuckled.

Karen swiftly moved around to the side of Bob and started to simply “flick” his penis with her finger. 

Given the all ready precarious situation his penis was in, this simple action elicited a very loud yelp 

from Bob. It was all too clear that this whole scenario and Bob’s obvious discomfort and pain was 

amusing Karen as well as most likely arousing her. Angie knew this because she herself was becoming 

aroused although Angie wasn’t quite able to figure out of the arousal was from the excitement of 

controlling and inflicting pain on Bob or if it was from envy…the envy she felt for Bob being under 

the full control of this most magnificent woman. Karen continued to flick, slap, and pinch Bob’s penis 

and balls without mercy and just when Angie thought Bob was at his breaking point, Karen would 

stop and slowly, sensually start caressing either his inner thigh or his balls. This seemed to calm Bob 

down and despite the futility of his situation, almost appeared as if he was enjoying himself during 

those fleeting moments. Unfortunately, as soon as he was experiencing this “pleasure” Karen would 

again mercilessly start torturing his poor organ.

Angie could no longer contain herself and seeing as how she was so mesmerized by Bob’s 

apparent pleasure in this situation, decided to try something. Angie slowly sauntered over and 

behind Bob’s head hoping that he would see her but she wasn’t sure he would because of Karen’s 

treatment on his poor penis. Once behind Bob, Angie leaned over making sure that her hair sensually 

dragged across his face as she made her way down to his neck. Once there, she made sure that 

her breasts were rubbing against Bob’s head and was desperately waiting to see some sort of response 

from him, one which was still, at this point, eluding her. Slowly she started lightly kiss him starting 

first with his neck and then ever so slowly making her way around to his ear then slowly making her 

way around to the other side. Her lips barely touched his skin but she knew he felt them by the 

involuntary reaction of his body each and every time she gently pressed her lips to his flesh. By now, 

Bob was starting to consciously take notice of what Angie was doing and also by the smell of her 

perfume as she was just mere inches from his face. 

For a split second bob acknowledged Angie and it appeared as if, for that one small moment, that 

he forgot the torment being ravaged on him by Karen who was continuing her relentless torture of 

his privates. One good slap by Karen jarred Bob back to reality, but that one small moment was 

enough to cause a firestorm within Angie. She sauntered her way back down to the middle of the 

table opposite Karen and started to “play” with Bob’s penis just as Karen was; only now it was 

twice the pain and twice the pleasure! As Angie went to work, Karen looked up for a moment at 

Angie and knew she had her just where she wanted her and it was only a matter of time before 

everything came together.

The torment went on for some time as Karen continued to flick Bob’s poor suffering penis with her 

fingers. Funny how something so seemingly harmless as a finger could cause so much pain to someone. 

Karen motioned for Angie to join in on the fun. Hesitant at first, Angie flicked Bob’s penis just as 

Karen was. Barely making contact, Angie was mesmerized by the Bob’s reaction. Sure, she had 

seen Karen doing it and had seen Bob’s reactions to her, but it was somehow different when Angie 

herself did it. It was almost intoxicating and she was dying to see more. Eagerly, she once again flicked, 

only this time it was harder and made better contact causing Bob to let out a loud moan through his gag. 

Angie was hooked. She absolutely loved the control she had at her fingertip and reveled in the fact 

that Bob was at her mercy. Wow she thought to herself as she was beginning to understand why 

Karen liked being a masochist so much. It was exhilarating! Angie then intertwined the pain with 

the sensual touching that Karen was applying in between flicks. Bob’s reaction to her slight touch 

was indescribable. Although the reactions were as different as night and day, they produced the 

same effect deep within Angie. She was loving this and soon was in a zone unlike anything she 

had ever experienced before in her life. Soon it was as if Karen was no longer there as Angie was 

so intently focused on inflicting the torture on Bob’s penis. 

Karen soon stopped and just watched as Angie became more and more adept at doling out the 

punishment. It was if she was a natural and could anticipate Bob’s reactions based on hard or light 

she caressed or flicked him. This revelation was somewhat unexpected but needless to say, it was 

very pleasurable to Karen and would only help he make her decision. As Angie continued to torment 

Bob, she finally realized that Karen was standing there, smiling and observing her. Immediately 

Angie stopped as if she just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar. This reaction amused Karen 

and embarrassed Angie. Just as Angie was about to apologize, Karen turned towards Bob and said 

that she thought he had enough and since he had been so good today, a reward was in order.

Karen proceeded to slowly, one by one, take the small metal balls from the cluster. Each time she 

did this, Angie could see Bob’s body shudder for a second and then she could see the relief on his 

face afterwards now that there was less and less weight pulling against his poor, abused penis. Angie 

felt somewhat sorry for Bob as she knew he must have been agonizing pain from all that has happened 

to him, yet she was very turned on by this, and everything she had just witnessed. Once the last ball 

was removed, Bob’s entire body slumped back down onto the table, no longer was he arching his 

back trying, in vain, to relieve some of the pressure on his penis. Karen then undid the slip-knot 

and then moved onto his feet, untying each one in a skilled fashion. It was obvious to Angie that 

she had done this many, many times and for some reason, this thought only aroused her more. 

After freeing his hands, Karen told Bob to get on his feet. With allot of his energy obviously sapped 

by the torment he had just been through, it took him a few seconds to muster the strength to get back 

on his feet. Once there, Karen gave him no reprieve for once he was up, she swiftly moved to the 

corner of the dimly lit dungeon. Like clockwork, Bob followed and surprisingly enough, so did Angie.

When they all got to the other corner, Angie could only see a small chair but had no idea what it was 

for. All Karen had to do was turn and snap her fingers and Bob knew exactly what to do. He laid down, 

face up on the cold concrete floor of the chamber and put his head under the chair. What could he be 

doing Angie thought to herself as she really had no idea of what was going to come next. Karen 

suddenly disappeared. As quickly as she had disappeared, she reappeared carrying what looked like 

a pair of leather cuffs. She deftly went to work, securing each one of Bob’s hands to the sides of 

the small chair. She then went around to the back of the chair and pulled out what appeared to be 

a blindfold of some sorts and applied it to Bob’s eyes eliciting a deep moan from Bob as she did. 

She then slowly pulled the tape off his mouth that Angie had applied before. She then took the 

stockings out as well, putting the remnants into her pocket. Standing up, Karen turned towards 

Angie and smiled at her as she slowly made her way to the front of the chair. Angie could feel her 

cheeks turn ten different shades of red as Karen continued to smile and look deeply into her eyes. 

Angie was amazed and could not understand why she was reacting this way. Angie could not help 

but look away as Karen’s gaze was too overpowering. If she could have seen Karen’s face at that 

moment, she would have understood exactly just what Karen was trying to do.

Standing mere inches from Angie, Karen gently grabbed the sides of Angie’s head and forced her 

to stare into her eyes. Angie resisted for a moment but realized the futility of such action and 

ended up looking right into Karen’s eyes. Karen said nothing but just continued to stare at Angie 

until finally letting her go.  When she did, Angie did not turn away as her mind wanted her to but 

that her heart would not let her and instead, watched intently as Karen set about her next display. 

Slowly Karen reached down and put her hands on her hips. Then she slowly moved them down 

towards the bottom of her dress where she then ever so delicately picked up the hem of her dress. 

Continuing her gaze into Angie’s eyes, she slowly lifted her dress until it was just above her hips, 

barely exposing her genitals. Angie wanted to look down but could not break free of Karen’s piercing 

stare. Karen then slowly sat down on the chair and at that moment, Angie knew what it, the removal 

of the gag, and the blindfold were for. Karen said nothing but Bob knew exactly what he wanted, 

and needed, to do. As Bob went to work, Angie could see Karen’s body slowly and rhythmically 

moving in that all too familiar way, a way in which Angie so desperately wished she could be 

moving in right now. Even with all that was going on, Karen still would not let Angie go and 

Angie could not escape.

As the seconds turned into minutes and the minutes into hours, it was obvious that Karen was 

reaching the climax of this whole, sordid scene and so was Angie. She could barely contain herself 

and if it were not for the powerful gaze of Karen’s eyes, she would be! For the first time in what 

seemed like hours, Karen finally stopped looking at Angie but only because she had closed her eyes 

as she had a powerful, and vocal, orgasm. Angie was drained and as desperately as she wanted to 

have an orgasm herself, couldn’t. It was almost as if Karen’s intense orgasm was enough for the 

both of them! When Karen came to, she smiled that smile and motioned for Angie to come closer. 

Without hesitation, Angie glided over to Karen. Karen grabbed her hand and pulled her down so 

she could look her in the face. Without even realizing it, Angie was now kneeling in front of Karen 

with no idea of what was to come next. Karen, almost whispering, asked her how she enjoyed the 

day’s activities. Angie could not respond, there were no words to describe the flood of emotions 

that she had felt and was experiencing at this very moment. Not only were there no words, but 

Angie could not even figure out their meaning. “I…I…Really don’t” Angie was stopped at this 

point by Karen when she put her finger over Angie’s lips. “Why don’t we talk about this tomorrow, 

okay” Karen quietly said. Angie agreed.

Karen then let go of Angie’s hand, stood up, and untied Bob’s hands. “Why don’t we all retire for 

the night, I think everyone could use some sleep” said Karen. No response was needed from either 

Angie or Bob as they both knew it was more of a statement rather than a question. Turning and 

heading to the door of the dungeon, Bob and Angie followed on Karen’s heels. Karen’s stopped 

at the door and motioned for the both of them to go upstairs and as Angie made her way up, her 

that familiar clanking sound of the lock engaging on the door. Once upstairs, Karen and Bob showed 

Angie to the guest bedroom as well as where she could wash up and asked Angie if Bob could get her 

anything else before they retire for the night. Angie was still sort of in a trance and did not even think 

about the question, she just said no thank you and with that, Karen and Bob disappeared down the 

hall leaving Angie alone in the huge house by herself for the very first time. 

After cleaning up and changing into some more comfortable, Angie crawled into bed but she could 

not sleep for a number of different reasons, the first and foremost being how excited and turned 

on by what she had just witnessed over the past few hours. The other reason she could not sleep 

was because of how nervous she was at this proposal Karen had for her. Angie had an idea of what 

it was going to be but of course she could not be sure. As she lay here in this most luxurious bed her 

thoughts swirled in her head like a hurricane and finally she was able to fall asleep, and when she was 

finally asleep, it was one of the deepest sleeps she had ever been in.

About 7am on Christmas morning, Angie was ever so gently awoken by Karen who then asked her 

to join her and Bob for some breakfast. Angie felt refreshed and was ever eager to see what today 

would bring. When she finally made her way to the kitchen, Angie was surprised to see Karen and 

Bob sitting there having breakfast. No nudity on Bob’s part nor was he kneeling on the floor or 

anything like that. This kind of puzzled Angie but she just went with it. With that beaming smile, 

Karen motioned for Angie to sit and when she did, Bob got up and brought her a plate of food 

and asked if she needed or wanted anything else. Angie declined and started to eat. During the 

entire breakfast, all three of them conversed about anything and everything, but nothing was said 

about the day before, that is until breakfast was over and bob had cleared away all the dishes. 

Karen went on to explain now that Angie had observed the intense portion of the power exchange 

between her and Bob, today she would experience the less intense, everyday interactions between them. 

This would give Angie a good idea of what everyday life would be like, or at least Karen’s idea, living 

this sort of lifestyle. With that, Angie was happy as well as disappointed. She was happy because she 

was still processing all that happened last night and was afraid that any more intense activity might 

overload her thought process and she would not be able to objectively decide whether or not something 

like that was right for her. On the other hand, she was disappointed because she wanted to experience 

the flood of emotions that she felt during the various activities yesterday. She wanted to explore more 

about control and just as equally, about giving up control. Although she was embarrassed to admit this 

even to herself, she wanted to see more of Karen and wished she had taken the opportunity to do so 

during the chair scene last night. Karen could obviously see the contradiction on Angie’s face and 

assured her that there would be plenty of time in the future to experience much, much more than 

she did last night, although she was unsure just what exactly Angie wanted to experience, but that 

was all part of the game for Karen…to find out.

The day raced by and was rather uneventful as Angie got to explore more of the fabulous mansion 

that Karen had as well as getting to know more about Karen, Bob, their families, and their relationship. 

As night fell, Angie was starting to feel sad that the amazing adventure was coming to an end and 

wondered how she could leave. Just about then, Karen asked Angie to come join her in the living room. 

When Angie got there, Karen and Bob were all ready, Karen sitting comfortably on the couch with 

Bob kneeling beside her feet on the floor. This was the first time Angie had seen any sort of overt 

submissive behavior since last night. Sure, Bib did all the cooking and cleaning up but that was not 

too out of the ordinary. Sitting next to Karen on the couch was the box that Karen had given Angie 

at the office. Karen motioned for Angie to come sit down next to her.

Karen explained to Angie that she wanted Angie to move in, on a temporary basis at first, with her 

and Bob. She told Angie that she always knew there was something special about her and it was not 

just her abilities in the office or her looks; she knew from the very first time they met that Angie was 

yearning for something, something that Karen could help her find and nurture. Angie suddenly felt 

as though she were falling from a high rise building, her stomach churning and her head spinning. 

While Angie was somewhat shocked by Karen’s revelation, it did not surprise Angie as she knew 

Karen was right, but just how right she was would surprise both Angie and Karen! Continuing on, 

Karen explained that it would be totally up to Angie and if she choose to leave she could without any 

fear of reprisal, the only catch was that at the end of the first six months, Angie would have to make 

a decision.

Karen would take Angie in and show her the ropes, literally and figuratively. She would teach Angie 

everything she could about being a dominant but in order for her to learn these things, she would have 

to learn the majority of them through being a submissive first; more to the point, Karen’s submissive. 

Karen would train her in all the basic skill sets needed to groom her natural submissiveness and would 

prepare her to serve anybody of her choosing. She would also get to learn about the dominance aspect 

by using Bob to cultivate these particular set of skills in tandem with the submissive skills she would 

learn from Karen.  At the end of six months, Angie would have a decision to make. If Angie, and 

obviously Karen, wants to keep the relationship going as is, with Angie being Karen’s submissive, 

Angie would have to sign a contract similar to the one Bob signed, but different in a few ways. Of 

course they would not be married as her and Bob were and she would of course have a few more 

rights than Bob, but not many. Karen advised Angie to think this part over very carefully because if 

she agreed, her life would be radically different. Or, of Angie so chose, she could take what she has 

learned and go out and get her own slave or find her own master, the choice would be hers, but 

Karen again warned Angie that if she chose this option that it would be permanent and never again 

would Karen offer to take her in, in any capacity. 

Angie looked up at Karen and without batting an eyelash, told Karen she would accept her offer. 

As soon as she said those words, Angie started to worry that she had made a mistake and should 

have taken the time to thoroughly think things through, but it was of no use now, Angie was committed, 

for better or for worse. The look on Karen’s face was one of pure joy which pleased Angie to no end. 

Reaching down, Angie grabbed the box and opened it. What was inside was a beautiful gold chain 

with an awe-inspiring pendant hanging from it. Angie had never seen anything like it before but it 

was beautiful but what was even more beautiful was the hand written note inside, the one that as 

soon as Angie read it knew what it meant. It was a simple, yet powerful message and read: 

My dear Angie, this necklace is very, very special to me and only two of these handmade marvels exist. 

Bob has one, and if you accept it, you will have the other. Karen. As Angie closed the box and 

slowly put it down. As she did, she looked up at Karen with a warm and affectionate smile because 

she all ready knew what she was going to choose at the end of the six months. 

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