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Clair gasped as she pushed back against the dildo. As she opened up to take it, she realized it was as big as her Mistress had said it would be. She slowly impaled herself upon it, grunting as it filled her completely. When she got right down to the base and could feel Lady Jo-Anne’s leg up against her, Lady Jo-Anne gave a final push.

“Oh fuck! Oh God,” Clair responded in shock before she began withdrawing herself. She brought it right out to the tip before she repeated the process, again and again. She developed a rhythm, helped in turn by her Mistress. Each time the dildo slid deep inside her, she could feel the pressure tightening on her nipples.

“Oh yes, Clair, it feels so good to fuck you like this. To know this huge dildo is stretching you, filling you right up.”

“Arrggghhhh. Oh yes, Mistress. Oh God, it feels so good. Thank you, Mistress.”

Clair’s breaths were beginning to come in short gasps as her climax approached. Wi
th each thrust, her Mistress began spanking her with one hand while she continued to manipulate her remaining nipple with the other. She wanted to come but dared not do so without her Mistress’s permission. Eventually, the permission came. “Clair, you are to come when I count down from three… Three!”

The count coincided with a slightly harder thrust and spank. “Two.”

This time the thrust was just as firm but her nipple was released, and she felt her Mistress’s nails rake down her back before she firmly grasped Clair’s hips. There was another thrust with no count and then a firm thrust. “One, now come for me, Clair. Let me know how much you have enjoyed this great big cock in you.”

Clair let out a
wail as she exploded in orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as her Mistress thrust into her.

Natalie could hear the build up quite clearly and found herself getting quite aroused as it built to a crescendo. Her inability to touch herself, whilst frustrating in a physical sense was even more arousing from a cerebral sense.

Before long the sounds of Clair’s pleasure faded and Natalie had no idea what was happening outside her little prison. Eventually, she felt hands on her hood as the laces were loosened and the hood was gently removed from her head. As she opened her eyes, she could see her Mistress, who stayed silent as she arose and moved out of Natalie’s sight. Natalie could see that the cross was now empty and then the light was switched off. As she closed her eyes she heard her Mistress say, “Now, Clair, it is time for you to finish what you started earlier. Get your head back down there and taste my juices.”

Eventually
, Natalie dozed off to the faint sounds of her Mistress’s pleasure that continued to build a few short feet away.

Natalie awoke at some time in the middle of the night. She had no idea what time it was
, but she knew she needed to pee. It wasn’t urgent, but she knew that sleep was going to be difficult if she didn’t go. She could hear the gentle breathing of her Mistress and Clair on the bed above her and she was certainly not going to disturb them. Not only would it be against instructions but she would be refused anyhow. It was clear by the diaper and the fitting of the locking suit that Natalie was on her own.

From the time her Mistress put the diaper on her she was determined that she would not wet it during the night and her determination was still there as she dozed off again. She drifted into a deeper sleep and dreamt of Sir James. She was gagged, spread eagled on a cross and he was approaching her with a large gauge needle, explaining that he was going to double pierce her labia and use the piercings to close her pussy. She was shaking her head but was unable to make a sound as he got closer. Eventually
, she lost all control and wet herself in front of him, humiliated at such loss of control in front of him.

She woke to find her warm, wet diaper clinging to her and she immediately realized what had happened. She knew she was likely to get little sleep for the remainder of the night if she did not give herself some further relief s
o, acting against all instincts, she laid back trying to will herself to release more into her diaper.

She tried rolling over onto her side and eventually onto her stomach
despite her body being twisted, as her arms were still secured outside the bars of the cage. Lying on her stomach, she felt the strange feeling of the chastity device that was effectively suspending her pelvis off the mattress. Strangely enough, she thought this might be the best position to relieve herself, noting that gravity would help in this position. Willing herself to relax, she tried to just let it happen naturally. It took what seemed like ages before a little trickle emerged. After the initial release, a slightly longer squirt emerged. More soon followed and Natalie felt the warm golden liquid running down her thighs and into her diaper. Much to her surprise, she found the feeling to be quite pleasant and not abhorrent as she expected it to be. Finally, feeling relieved, she had no problem going back to sleep.

Eventually
, she woke once again to the sound of the dungeon door opening and in the half light of early morning she saw Marc enter the room. He was dressed in what looked like spandex shorts, the bulge of his chastity device obvious. Natalie found the sight quite erotic as it was a clear demonstration of his lack of authority over his own body and she was in the same position. Despite trying to find all sorts of reasons why this was so wrong, all she could think about was why it felt so right.

Marc was carrying a tray with three cups of coffee. After gently waking Lady Jo-Anne and Clair and waiting until they were ready to take their cups from him, he squatted to give Natalie one before he left again. As he did so, his legs parted and Natalie had a close up view of the bulge in his spandex shorts. She knew that he had done this deliberately and she was not offended as she thought to herself,
she would have done the same. How many times do you get to tease a caged slave, teasing them with them having no possible way of responding? At first she thought he must have been joking with the coffee, but it wasn’t long before she realized that by exercising great care, she could actually drink its contents without spilling any of it although she thought she must look like an animal in a zoo.

Returning to the dungeon some time later, he unlocked Natalie’s wrists, opened the cage door and beckoned her to exit the cage. Crawling out from her prison, she stood and noticed Lady Jo-Anne and Clair in a loving embrace in the bed above as they dozed after completing their coffee. Mark
didn’t say anything to Natalie, simply grasping the ring on her collar and leading her outside before softly closing the door behind them. He then unlocked the padlock at the neck of her suit, unzipped her and peeled it from her shoulders, guiding it as it slid down her body. He then patted her diaper, feeling the warmth of the liquid that was trapped in its absorbent layers. He smiled at her, enjoying her embarrassment. He didn’t need to make comment and Natalie knew there was nothing to do except to accept her predicament.

“Go and shower and take care of your ablutions. There is a bin for your diaper and some clothes for you to put on when you are finished. You have fifteen minutes before you are to be back here to help me prepare breakfast.”

Being released gave her mixed emotions. On one hand she wanted to hug Marc and give him a big kiss for freeing her, but on the other hand she had lost a strange sense of security that she had experienced in her night of layered security and lack of control. As she stepped off, she also remembered that he had not released her from her chastity belt, so her bathroom time was going to be a new and unique experience for her.

After showering, she took great care to dry herself as well as she could before realizing she could finish the last of it by judicious use of the hairdryer. She was a little shocked but not totally surprised to find that her clothes consisted of a corset and nothing else. It was obviously designed to give her some support and modesty but to make sure her status as a slave in chastity was still clear to all. She returned to the kitchen feeling quite self-conscious but when she saw Marc again, her concerns evaporated. He looked at her and smiled.

“You look absolutely delicious in that corset, Natalie. I can’t tell you what I would like to do with you if we weren’t both locked up like we are.” He laughed at their situation and Natalie saw the funny side as well.

“I’ll bet you had an interesting night’s sleep in the cage. I still spend the occasional night in there myself, not for any other reason than the whim of my Mistress. I find it quite exciting actually and the clear demonstration of her total control over me is never starker than when I am just like you were last night.”

Natalie looked at him before looking down. “It was actually much more exciting and more powerful than I ever would have thought possible as well,” she said quietly. As she said it, she could feel her arousal starting to build once again.

Marc chuckled. “There is a whole range of other things she could have forced upon you that would have been much more humiliating and harder for you to accept. I wonder how exciting you would have found some of them.” He looked at her thoughtfully before adding, “Actually
, having seen some of your responses, I think you might have actually enjoyed some of them. I wonder what Sir James would have done?”

Natalie thought about that as they prepared breakfast. She could not resist the urge to ask Marc what other sorts of things she might have had done to her if her Mistress was in the mood.

Marc looked at her. “Natalie, have you ever had a catheter inserted?”

She looked at him wide eyed. “No... Actually, it’s probably better you don’t tell me more.”

He laughed, “Talk about loss of control. At least you could make a decision on whether to use the diaper or not.”

To change the topic Natalie asked, “What happened to you last night? I saw you get fixed to the cross but then I was hooded. When the hood was released, you were gone.”

“Oh by that stage I must have been put to bed in the other bedroom. They play games with me at times. They gauge their performance on how long my cock stays hard as I am forced to listen to them. Believe me when I say they get up to some pretty erotic stuff. Then when they have had their thrill, they will deal with me. Sometimes they play with me until I explode. At other times, they hit me with a cold spoon and then put me back into my chastity tube. Last night it was the latter. I was then put to bed with instructions for this morning. Hopefully, I will be rewarded with some sort of release within the next couple of days.”

With that thought playing on Natalie’s mind, they continued to prepare breakfast. After serving breakfast to Lady Jo-Anne and Clair, Natalie and Marc ate in the kitchen together before cleaning up and taking care of a range of other household chores that Marc knew were required. They chatted about all manner of topics and Natalie learned a lot about Marc and his position. She also learned a lot about Lady Jo-Anne that she never would have guessed. She had known Jo-Anne for so long and apart from noticing a few different quirks in her behavior, she never would have guessed she would get up to some of the things that Marc had just described. As they were chatting, the bell sounded, summoning them to their Mistress.

“Natalie, I would like a pedicure please. Marc will show you where all of the required items are. Marc, you will give me a manicure while Clair massages my shoulders and neck. This morning is all about Mistress.”

Clair chuckled and said, “When you treat us the way you do, and take us to the places you take us, how can we not be so pleased to make a day like this all about
, Mistress. I’m still shaking after what we did last night.” She looked over at Natalie and continued. “I’m sure you got the general idea of what was happening and I’m sure you were wishing you were not in that chastity belt and locked in the cage at the time. Actually, Mistress, I wonder how it would go to have a dildo strapped to each of your thighs and to have two of us bent over the bed. Oh my God. I’m getting all wet at the sheer thought of it.”

Natalie was trying to picture what it would have been like and because of her chastity and denial, her excitement was building again quite quickly
, but she kept her head bowed and did not seek permission to speak. Lady Jo-Anne beckoned to her to come closer. When Natalie got near, her Mistress reached out to inspect the chastity belt, running her hands over it, checking the rubbing points and making sure everything was where it should be. Despite nothing touching her vulva, just the proximity of her Mistress, the touching and the transmitting of feelings to other parts of her pelvis, coupled with the residual frustration from the night, was causing Natalie’s excitement to continue to build. Lady Jo-Anne was well aware of that, and she was obviously enjoying herself.

“I’m sure it felt terribly frustrating to hear us having all that fun while you were locked away in your cage,
slave. Unable to touch yourself… unable to feel a thing but knowing that your hot pussy was dripping onto the device that was keeping you chaste. I wonder how you would have felt if I had allowed Marc access to you. He was stuck to the cross, hard as a rock and with nowhere to put it. I’ll bet you would have loved to have him satisfy your needs. I think you would have begged him to fuck you. See how kind I was to protect you from your own carnal desires?”

Natalie closed her eyes and let
out a little moan as she clamped her legs together and squeezed them tightly. The little bit of pleasure she usually received from doing that was denied her as the damned chastity belt kept her labia lips from closing together. Lady Jo-Anne saw her shudder slightly and was pleased at the effect she was having. She considered the words of her Mistress and the company she was in and replied, “Yes, Mistress. Thank you for everything you have done.” Noting she had effectively been given permission to speak, she added, “And thank you for keeping me locked in this fucking frustrating plastic prison that is going to drive me mad before long.”

That caused them all to laugh at her obvious
frustration. Marc then passed a large electric Wahl vibrator to his Mistress as Clair came around behind Natalie and wrapped her arms around her, pushing her fingers down through the top of her corset and finding her nipples, which were already firm. As she started to gently manipulate them, Lady Jo-Anne turned on the vibrator and pushed the large head of it against the outside of Natalie’s chastity belt. The powerful vibrations went right through her whole pelvic region and her legs buckled slightly. Clair supported her while continuing to gently roll her nipples back and forth. Natalie was now moaning and an urgent, “Oh fuck,” escaped her lips as she thought she was going to spray out through the chastity device. She was losing control rapidly and just as she thought she could not prevent it, everything stopped.

“Arrgghhhhhh. Oh Fuck. Please
, Mistress. Please don’t treat me like this. Please,” Natalie begged.

Lady Jo-Anne crooked her index finger under Natalie’s chin and lifted it to look into Natalie’s eyes that were full of pain and frustration. She smiled as she said, “Maybe later, slave. Let’s see how good you are at pedicures first. I should tell you that I just love to have my feet kissed and my toes sucked.”

Marc had returned with everything that Natalie would need, including the foot bath full of warm water which he placed at the feet of his Mistress. Natalie dropped to her knees and began gently rubbing the ankles of her Mistress as she allowed the water time to soften her feet. As she was doing that, Marc commenced the manicure and Clair was behind her, beginning to work on her shoulders. Before long, Natalie removed the first foot from the bath and as she gently dried it with the towel that Marc had provided, she lavished her Mistress’s foot with kisses, licking and kissing all over. Then she took the big toe into her mouth and sucked on it, moving her mouth back and forth, effectively fellating the toe of her Mistress. She repeated the process on her remaining toes as best she could before working on shaping and painting her nails.

Eventually
, both feet were complete, which coincided with Marc completing the manicure. Lady Jo-Anne was totally relaxed, reclining in her chair with a very satisfied smile upon her face.