Welcome to the new Lord Mobius's Dungeon

[BabySub]

Hmmm. It's been a while. Can I entertain anyone....? I'm more than willing to be adventurous with a new recruit, or perhaps have someone be adventurous with me.

[BDSM_Tourguide]

Can I entertain anyone....?

Entertain? How can someone who misbehaves so much, so often, and so purposefully be entertaining?

[Chuckdom19]

Hmmm. It's been a while. Can I entertain anyone....? I'm more than willing to be adventurous with a new recruit, or perhaps have someone be adventurous with me.

So here I am, enjoying a relaxing Sunday, crying because my favorite team lost today, and what happens? I hear the lovely young BabySub expressing concern because she's being ignored. Oh, well; anything to take my mind of football.

"BabySub, where are you?" I called, having walked out into the main room of the Dungeon.

"Here, Lord Chksng19!" she said, skittering out of her tidy cell. "Have you come to ravish me today?"

"Well, I'm a little old for ravishings, but we'll find SOMEthing to do, I'm sure. C'mon along now, dear. And remember, no complaining or whining. You asked for it!" We walked along together to a corner of the Dungeon I don't visit too often... some of the devices here are just a little to severe for my style of disciplining. But several of the ladies did enjoy them. It turned out that we nearly tripped over bisarah, who asked to go along.

"BabySub, I think I'm going to have you recline lengthwise over this binding horse. bisarah, if you would take care of binding her tightly, yes like that, good. Now we'll turn this crank, see what happens here? The horse gets longer and longer. Puts a little tension on those arm and leg bindings. Now this other crank, here, see? makes the main part of the horse rise. Those little bindings don't move, though. Gets the skin nice and tight, and ready for the cane. But first, the feathers!"

BabySub suddenly paled under her sunlamp tan. "FEATHERS?" Her voice cracked on the word, and her jaw began to tremble. "Please Sir, er, Lord, anything but the feathers. I'll do anything, anything you want me to do. Anything!"

"OK," I responded. "bisarah, go bring that adjustable stool over here, would you please? The one with the back. That's the one. Put it right here in front of BabySub's face, and adjust the seat down a bit... good. Now take your seat, bisarah, and spread your legs up onto BabySub's back here. Now I'm going to pass this strap over BabySub's back, and that strap there will help you keep your feet in place. Just relax now, bisarah."

"BabySub my dear, a little pleasure, a little pain dear. I'm going to give you a chance to build on your friendship with bisarah; you can get busy with that busy tongue of yours, and bring your friend a lot of pleasure! I'm going to watch how long it takes you to bring her to five orgasms. The faster you do, the pleasuring, the fewer strokes of the whip you'll have to endure! Ready, set, go!" I swung the whip, a basic little carriage whip, nothing at all severe, and kept going. The sounds coming out of bisarah would have given a sculpture a hard-on... and I'm not made of plaster. My interest in BabySub's technique didn't keep my attention off the whip strokes, of course... even though it took nearly forty minutes for bisarah to accomplish her five. I think she was holding herself off to make it last; that wink and smile she gave me after BabySub started said a lot.

I was curious to see what BabySub's reaction was to the trial, and was unsurprised to find a small puddle below her crotch. She was obviously very, very excited. Perfect. Right according to plan.

Moving down to her head, I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Ah, BabySub. Did you enjoy that little adventure? Which part was it that excited you? Was it the pleasuring of your friend, or the whipping?"

Her very excited voice panted with excitement for a moment. "Ah, both, sir. I like bisarah a lot, and the whipping hurts so good."

"Would you like to cum, BabySub?"

"Please, Lord Sir. Please would you help me cum? I just need a little more to help me over the edge. I'd be ever so grateful, Sir."

"Well, it took you 45 minutes to complete your pleasuring task for bisarah. So we'll just wait that time to help you get your relief dear. Meanwhile, I have this small device, this little vibe here, on very low speed; just enough to 'keep the kettle boiling', eh?"

"Sir, Lord Chksng, please. I'm hurting so bad, so horny. I'm quivering with excitement. I need to cum. Just a little, please!"

"How about if I let you cum once, then put A to work with her feathers?"

"OH, NO sir. Not the feathers, please!"

"OK, BabySub. We'll start that 45 minutes now then. Bye!" I took bisarah by the hand, and walked across the room to my office, and closed the door.

"bisarah, dear lady, I haven't forgotten some of the fun we've had together. Would you care to join me for a short sojourn here? Some mutual pleasure?"
Things became quiet in the room, just the sounds of the odd moan, and the occasional quick intake of breath were heard. Half an hour later, two satiated people were cuddling together, enjoying the afterglow. A timer went off, stirring Lord Chksng from his relaxation. He and bisarah arose, and, after straightening themselves up, they returned to BabySub.

Tears were running down her cheeks, as BabySub still quivered with unsatisfied need to cum. Chksng walked over, picked up the remote, and finally allowed her to climax. A huge shudder overcame her, and her orgasm lasted nearly four minutes.

"Wow, little girl. Quite the powerful cum, eh? We'll get you unfastened here, and you can lay until you get your strength back. Clean up after yourself here, hit the restroom, and come to find us." bisarah and I went to another device.

"What is this, Lord Chksng? I don't think I've seen this toy in use before."

"Actually, this device is imported from Spain. It was used during the Inquisition to encourage confessions. Knowing your delight in the occasional pain, I thought this would be to your liking. Just kneel down on this pad here.. a little closer to the table. OK. Now I'll screw this device into the kneeling pad and slide it up inside your warm, lubed tunnel. Up we go, hold still now. That helps to immobilize you somewhat. Ankles fastened to this pole, wrists tied back and roped to the upright as well. A gag here. And finally, the device! While this may look like the wringer from an old washing machine. (Oh, come on! You've at least seen them in a museum or on TV). We slide this real close against your chest, and then slide your breasts between the stone rollers. I crank this down a touch, more, more. Hurt yet? good! Still not screaming, though, so we've got a way to go. I'll tighten down the press some here. Hmm? Tighter? Sure." I squeezed down the device as far as I thought was safe. Bending over, I gave her a big kiss on the cheek, and turned to BabySub, coming back from cleaning herself up and using the toilet.

"BabySub, I've got a little task for you, dear. Over here." I took her over to a recliner-chair near the wall. A was there, and smiled a greeting to me. "Into the chair, BabySub. Just relax, lay back. Good, good. Arms laying on the armrest, we'll fold these restraints over your arms to keep them in place. Same things with the legs... keep you nice and snuggled still. Fastening seat belt, here. Great! Now, my dear, we'll lower the back somewhat, and I'm going to straddle your head, here. Your task here is to get busy and pleasure me with your mouth. I will do nothing at all except enjoy. You must hurry your best, as this task is time sensitive. Each minute it takes you will earn 5 minutes of your punishment. Now get busy!"

And she sure did. Unfortunately, I had come twice with bisarah, and it was going to take her some time to work out another one. Heh heh heh.

Finally, 12 minutes later she was successful, and swallowed every drop as ordered. I bent over and kissed her deeply and long. "You did wonderfully, dear lady. Only an hour of the penalty now. I know you love it. And so you don't bother anyone, here's a nice ball-gag to help you stay quiet."

"A, I'm setting the timer for 60 minutes; please share a little of your expertise with your feather collection. Lots of attention to the feet, please. She especially hates that." A muffled scream came from BabySub as A started her devilish task.

I moved back over to bisarah, and released her from the tit-press. A gentle massage, a wipe-down with some hot towels, and she sighed with the pain reduction. "bisarah, join me at the spanking chair? I'll be providing you with 40 spanks, and then you're done for the night." Half an hour later, fanny bright red, hot, and smarting, bisarah bid her goodnights and gave me a hug and kiss, along with a whispered, "thank you, Lord Sir. I very much enjoyed today."

Returning to BabySub, I released her from her chair and picked her up in my arms. As A cleaned up things and headed off to supper, I laid BabySub on a massage table and gave her a long, sensuous massage with a sweet body oil. When I had finished both sides, she was smiling and her nipples were perky once again. She jumped down from the table, grabbed my hand, and walked with me to the dinner hall. We shared a very pleasant evening, falling asleep in each other's arms.