James and I had been doing more role playing lately as a way for him to get to know his softer side a bit more. Jasmine shad been out of the house a few times and I was hopeful that she would be ready to spend more time out together, rather than hiding in the shadows of dark restaurants, then rushing to the car and home.
I know James was afraid of being pointed out as a fake. James is thin and with the choices we made passes rather well. She is beautiful, a so very happy when dressed. I so loved having my sister out with me. Jasmine has been out of the closet for five years now. We just celebrated our fifteenth wedding anniversary, the twins had gone off to MIT, living with my Mother basically. Mom is a Professor of Space Technology, so we are empty nesters already.
So I was looking for different ways to make Jasmine happy. I found she seemed more sure of herself as my Mistress. Hopeful she might take her pet out to show her off. I have found it more useful to barter my IT skills for favors. It's amazing how saving all the info off a crashed hard drive can earn a lot of interesting trades. Like Marguerite a make-up artist that could help Jasmine be the best Dominate she could be.
Marguerite had been grateful and spent several hours on perfecting Jasmine's look. Jasmine had C-cup breasts glued to her chest, a Gaff since she wanted to be able to get her large clit out to use on her pet if she felt like it, Wrapped in a satin corset bringing her waist to twenty seven inches. Added thirty inch hair extensions to her dark red hair, curls keeping it from getting past the middle of her back. Black leather boots with a 4 inch heel. Black leather gloves to the elbow and Black leather dress to finish off her Dominatrix outfit. The black leather dress came down to her knees and with zippers that showed plenty of cleavage and the top of her black thigh high stockings. Then she even found a nice little red halter club dress with cuffs, and five inch high red heels for Mistress Jasmine's pet. A red collar was added, that indicated I belonged to Mistress Jasmine. Dressed as we were Mistress was so very easy to talk into going to a dungeon I had learned about.
At the Dungeon Mistress Jasmine was really having fun towering over so many at six feet two inches. This one had garnered much attention, being so exposed, and dripping wet. Mistress flogged me some, and this one rather enjoyed the pain. Mistress Jasmine was enjoying the looks she got as well. She was having fun training this one properly. I found I had a bit of kink in me as well as she placed me on several devices.
Mistress was approached by a gentleman, “Your girl is something special, as is her Owner, a Free-woman, that's even more stunning.” Jasmine was stunned, but recovered. “Thank you, and yes my girl is very special.” That as about all heard as Mistress had just finished strapping me to a bench. I was surprised when I found I was there to be used as a sex toy, soon I was being filled from both ends. I lost track of time as the orgasms and sex organs blurred.
Mistress and the gentleman returned, he unzipped and stuffed his cock in my mouth as so many others had. Mistress Jasmine smiled, “Well, it was interesting meeting you Talon we are leaving now though.” Mistress undid the straps as I finished bring Talon to shooting his load, which he painted my face with. Talon turned as we moved past, “Well please accept an invitation to our Gorean holiday weekend.” Talon held out an envelope to Mistress, She looked at Talon as he leered at her and seemed to covet me. I was a tad distressed thinking this could get out of hand. Mistress took the invitation, “That may be an interesting weekend, good night Talon.” Mistress did not allow me to clean up, all I had on were the cuffs, and boots as we left. I should have used my safe word, though I was humiliated this pet loved it.
In the car, Jasmine was back, “Goddess did he make you cream Des, I did, oh how close I came to bowing to him. That would have been bad right?” I was shocked, but not enough to leave sub-space, “Yes Mistress to both questions, I think Mistress should pass on the Gorean Holiday.” I could not take back my position of wife, why was I lost in the role. I was hopeful that James would not go overboard, but Jasmine had been a total success. Jasmine had been fawned over by other Dominates and she was attracted to Talon. I was wondering if I had put us in peril, as I had not expected Mistress to leave me on a sex bench to be used. I loved Jasmine and being her pet had I gone to far, could I step back and become the wife of the unhappy James. Jasmine is so happy and being hers was beyond wonderful. We were in trouble and I could not change the course I have programmed.
Mistress Jasmine returned, “Well my little slut You and I are going on a Gorean Holiday next weekend, just need to get you a Tattoo to show your mine.” I wanted to say 'NO James, it is too far.' but I heard myself say “Yes Mistress, your slut lives to serve her Mistress.”
NEXT the Prep and the Holiday
Mistress is still asleep, we leave for the 'Holiday' about noon today. This week has been horrifying, but this one has been lost sub space. Jasmine's Slut, I weep that Mistress branded that on her slut. This one was sure the Goddess had left it. As this one dreamed the goddess soothed me and said all would be resolved. Must go as Mistress left many tasks for her 'slut' to do before Mistress takes us on 'Holiday'
I comforted my Husband/Sister/Mistress, she had been bleeding from the surgery the Gorean had put her through, I had gotten there just as they were starting to cut on her 'clit.'. The Gorean's had already done a breast augmentation, The Goddess had come back to me, and I saved my lover.
Sunday morning after our time at the Dungeon Mistress was going through my clothing. “Slut you do not have much to wear, we will have to go shopping” I was a bit perplexed, I had two full walk-in closets of clothing and shoes. I should have paid a bit more attention but had a set of code I had to finish for Monday. “I am sure we can find something suitable in your pets closet Mistress..”
Something was wrong, Mistress back handed me off my chair, “If I say you don't have anything suitable to wear, you do not talk back you stupid slut. Now put on what I laid out for you so we can go to the Shop that Talon suggested.” I looked at her, “James that hurt, you need to step back, 'WINDOWS is”.... Jasmine grabbed my hair and pulled me across her lap. T hings were out of control, she had interrupted my Safe phrase. “You stupid little slut, I own you and you will do as I say or I'll sell your ass to someone that might be able to get rid of this rebellious streak.” Mistress Jasmine had punctuated each word with a slap from a paddle I didn't know we had. She released me and I scrambled to where the clothes were laid out. “Windows is.....” and she raised the paddle, I cringed, “Your slut begs forgiveness, Mistress. As I stripped of the dress I had on and put on the string bikini top an diaphanous swimsuit wrap over my minuscule red thong.
Mistress tightened the collar around this ones neck, and place the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. Worst of all she attache a leash to the collar, “Time to go slut, and do not make me pull on this leash.” I stayed close to Mistress, praying, {Goddess, please save us. I still serve you Goddess.} {Yes Little one you do, and you will have the Power when you need it, and the strength to survive till then.} Mistress strapped me into the car with my ass pointing out the rear passenger side window. Then cut my thong off, I had to bite my lip to keep from saying anything. “That's a good slut.”
Thank the Goddess that know one that would complain saw me. We arrived at the Shop, Mistress led me in and removed what I was wearing. Mistress...” She slapped me hard, “Slut you do not speak unless you are asked a question, Do you understand you stupid slut.” It hurt she had never used stupid, and we had agree never to use that word. “Yes Mistress, your 'stupid' slut understands Mistress.” I had a hard time keeping all the sarcasm out of my voice, but there was something wrong so it got passed her. Mistress passed my leash to a man, “Talon called and said he had set up the brand for my slut. Also the piercings for her nipples and clit.” “Yes Lady Jasmine, we will shave off the heart and place the brand there.” I snapped my head around to say something to try to stop this madness. But the look in Jasmines eyes, stopped me. I followed the man with my leash.
The pain from the piercings was not so bad, and I enjoyed immensely. I cried as they shaved off the heart shaped patch I had kept trimmed for the last sixteen years. The searing of my skin, was almost too much for me, how I stayed conscious I have no idea. In a way I wish I had lost consciousness, as the guy who branded me unzipped and pushed his cock into me. Mercifully he only lasted a couple of minutes, some how I got off. Mistress came back just as he had finished zipping up. She helped undo the straps that held me to the table. She attached a link to my right nipple ring and ran it through my clit ring to my left nipple ring clipping it in. I thought it may have been a bout an inch short as I had to lean forward a little to keep the tension from causing pain. Mistress than attached a piece of green silk to each ring. Mistress looked at me, “See how wonderful you look and there is no doubt that your my property.” As Mistress grabbed my leash the jerk said “we have a leader chain for those nipple rings for leash attachment Lady Jasmine.” He clipped the lead between my nipples an then clipped the leash to it mistress lead me out. The pain was so bad I nearly stumbled. As Mistress locked her slut into the car I passed out.
Water splashed on me, “Wake up you worthless slut you have housework to do.” Jasmine moved fast into the house, and I barely kept up with her she had put ballet boots on my feet and a hobble chain on the ankle cuffs. I got through the day, Mistress let me lay on the end of the bed that night. I woke early somehow finished my coding, emailed it to the client, with an apology for not being their for the install, I and gave the contact info for one of my friends I had worked with before Mistress woke so I went an started a bath for Mistress, and headed down stairs to get the eggs ready to cook. Somehow things kept going right the rest of the week, the pain from the branding became bearable. We got warnings twice about my lack of clothing, but no arrests.
We arrived at the Gorean Compound just after two pm. Mistress was complemented on her slut , by everyone we met. Even dinner went well, Mistress seemed to be coming around as she asked “Des, when did you get piercing's, love the temp tattoo, looks almost like a real brand.” “Mistress we should talk somewhere more private after dinner.” I whispered urgently. Talon was next to her, “Your slut being STUPID again Lady Jas.” Jasmine snapped her head about, I gave a covert tug on her skirt, “No but I do need to take her someplace private to do a little reinforcement training.” Thank the Goddess dinner was over, Mistress and Talon got up, got lucky the leash was with her purse scooping them up together, she looked a little dismayed. Talon led us to a room, “This room should fit your needs Lady Jas.”
Jasmine locked the door, she thought. "Des what the hell, he called you Stupid, I should have taken his balls for that.” I had seen the surveillance equipment when we came in. I knelt down before Mistress back to the camera. “Mistress please your 'stupid' slut will do better Mistress.” I had my hands in front of me pointing to my eyes, then behind me then to my lips. She caught on, she swung her hand, missing my face by quite a bit, we had played this before, “Must you embarrass me every where we go.” Jasmine Bent over grasping my ear. in whispers, I brought her up to speed on what had happened. I made a mistke telling her about the Braning. Jasmine nearly shouted “Branded, NO!, My poor wife. I am so very sorry, please forgive me.” I tried to shush her, whispering “Your forgiven my love but you have to be quieter, these men are already not giving you the respect you deserve shortening your name to Lady Jas.” But it was too late three men burst in, Take the Lady to Talon, and this slut to the auction pens. I was strapped to a bench and an o-ring placed in my mouth. Slavers were sampling the merchandise. I was led away for a private viewing. Then I felt the Goddess come to me, I was able to throw off my captors, and the Goddess led me to Jasmine.
I had know idea how long we had been apart, but when I saw the butcher moving his blade towards my husbands privates I Blasted him with Hot white light. He crumbled to the floor I moved quickly in disabling the others in the room, and healed my poor husband. Men and women in dark suits came in weapons drawn. There was still a lot of blood from where they had cut my beloved to insert massive Implants. The had just used local anesthesia.
I have been able to heal my brand, though the Nipple and clit rings seem interesting. We are going to get the implants replaced with some about half the size, and Jasmine will remain, though with the nice big clit that really satisfies me.
Found out that the FBI had contacted Jasmine when we were at the dungeon before she met with Talon. One of their undercover people had fed her name to Talon. Jasmine had been drugged and Hypnotized into doing most of the nasty stuff. It went so bad because the FBI had played to her patriotic side, so was even more susceptible to the suggestions. Jasmine had not received her reinforcements on Thursday and Friday as we had gotten lucky one of their undercover people had been picked to do it. I still do not know why we were needed if they had people inside already. Just so happy to have my Beloved back.
Goddess Bless you all.