The Owned Girl (9 page)

    However, I was not altogether surprised that a few days later Charles had occasion to make a further complaint about Beth. He had wanted to take things a little further. Having got her naked in front of her webcam, he told her to fetch her hairbrush. When she was seated facing the camera once again, he instructed her to insert the handle of the hairbrush in her cunt. Beth protested.

    'I'm just not comfortable doing that,' she said.

    'All the more reason to do it,' Charles said.

    'It just feels dirty.'

    'Aren't you a dirty little girl?'

    'Anyway, it's big. It might hurt.'

    'Nonsense,' said Charles. 'A cunt is very elastic. Just do as you are told.'

    But Beth continued to refuse. Charles told her that he had no option but to report this to Matthew.

    'I don't care,' Beth said.

    Charles informed Matthew that Beth had not only refused an order, but was disrespectful. Matthew said that he would punish her severely, and that this time Charles should watch. Accordingly, when Beth was summoned for her punishment a webcam had been set up to transmit the proceedings. When Beth saw this she began to whine, something about an intrusion into her privacy.

    Matthew laughed. 'You are an owned girl,' he said. 'You have no privacy. You have given away all your rights in that respect.'

    Matthew bent her over the arm of the sofa, lifted her skirt and pulled down her knickers. I could see that the marks made by the last punishment had not completely faded. Matthew made sure the webcam was positioned for Charles to get a good view. Once again it was the cane. Although I knew it was not intended for me, I couldn't help getting butterflies in my stomach at the mere sight of it. It was an object that seemed to acquire a fascination all its own, that instilled in the submissive mind a combination of fear and perverse excitement. Matthew swished it a few times while he spoke to Charles, saying that he hoped that this time he would manage to instil a correct attitude in his 'wayward girl', as he called her.

    He began to beat poor Beth's bottom with firm, steady strokes, each one cutting into her soft, yielding flesh. I saw the welts begin to emerge as he continued his work. Beth writhed and squealed, but Matthew was not deflected, and she knew better than to try to protect herself or turn aside. I shall not provide here a detailed description of the spanking; I am sure readers are familiar enough with the sight of a naked girl bent over and thrashed till she sobs. The only thing worth mentioning is that, after perhaps twenty strokes, Matthew paused and asked Charles whether he thought Beth had been punished enough. Charles hesitated before answering, obviously giving the matter serious consideration.

    'I would suggest a further six strokes,' he said at length. 'Perhaps a trifle harder than those already imparted.'

    'Very well,' said Matthew. Each of the final six strokes was delivered with a longer interval before the next one, so that their effect might sink in better. This, combined with the fact that they were significantly harder, meant that poor Beth was truly in agony by the time Matthew set the cane down.

    'Now say sorry to Charles and promise to be a good girl for him in the future,' Matthew said sternly.

    Tearfully Beth obeyed. Charles replied that he was very happy to have her be a good girl again, and that he hoped their next online encounter would be more pleasurable for her.

    I was never sure whether Beth retained some resentment towards Charles over this incident. True, she was far more docile with him in future, agreeing to his requests and respectful in what she said. But I suspect there remained some resistance in her attitude towards him, which I sensed was still there when they finally came face to face. But before that occurred, Beth was to meet with some different admirers.

    Charles had acquired a wide circle of friends and acquaintances though his blog. Among them were a married couple named Aidan and Pilar. Aidan was a successful surgeon, and they lived in a beautiful old house in a fashionable part of New Orleans. They were a charming, attractive and adventurous couple, eager to explore the varied possibilities of the d/s lifestyle, and with a liking for the complex dynamics of polyamory and group sex. Charles had become extremely intimate with them, especially with Pilar, with whom he formed a firm friendship. They would tell each other everything about their sex lives, swap stories and discuss the complexities of their own and others' experiences, though the two of them had never had a sexual encounter together and no intention of initiating one. We don't want to risk our perfect friendship with sexual complications, Charles told me.

    Pilar came across Beth's blog through reading Charles'. She followed the details of Beth's training and especially of her exposure to other people beyond Matthew and me. Soon she was on good terms not only with Beth but also with Matthew and me. Pilar is a great one for taking the initiative. She is always full of ideas and plans, and before too long she had conceived an intriguing scenario. Her husband's birthday was coming up. She planned a trip to New York with him; what if the two of them were to meet with Beth and her owners?

    From the start it was clear that what Pilar was suggesting was some sort of sexual encounter. She reasoned that although Beth was owned and her sexual experience with men was tightly controlled, perhaps Matthew might allow another man access to her under supervision, especially if it were a man who would not have ulterior designs on her, a man who was already committed to someone else. Pilar suggested that Beth be given to her husband Aidan as a birthday present, to play with under strictly controlled conditions.

    Matthew was attracted to the idea. I think he very much liked the idea of lending Beth out. It flattered his sense of ownership; it meant that others acknowledged his power over her, recognising that she was his to dispose of as he wished. And he liked the idea of Beth being given no choice in the matter, reinforcing her sense of herself as property, to be used as he pleased. Of course if Beth had been seriously distressed by the idea then we should not have gone through with it. But as I have said, she loved to be the centre of attention. The idea that not just two but four people would be interacting with her, concentrating solely on her, was immensely appealing. And of course she is, after all, a submissive girl. Being ordered to do things by those who have dominance over her was her idea of heaven. The more daring and kinky the acts she was made to do, the better she liked it.

    Beth and Pilar soon became friends, which allayed any misgivings which Beth might have about what was proposed. I don't know how much the two of them discussed details of the scenario; perhaps not too much, for when it eventually took place the whole thing had a sense of being extemporised. This was in the event no bad thing. A certain amount of spontaneity is best; no one really likes the idea of having sex by numbers. However, I know that there was some correspondence between Matthew and Aidan, discussing just what would be permitted and what was out of bounds. What happened subsequently indicated that Matthew had not chosen to exclude much.

    The first encounter took place at a stylish restaurant in the city. Matthew chose Beth's clothes carefully. She wore a green skirt, quite short, with a thin cotton sweater on top. Underneath she wore a pink cotton bra and knickers. Her shoes were flat; perhaps I haven't mentioned it, but Beth is quite a tall girl and she didn't much like to wear heels, feeling it made her even taller and more conspicuous.

    I was excited to meet this new couple. Aidan proved to be delightful, handsome and sophisticated, but quiet, observing everything but leaving a lot of the talking to his wife. Pilar is a tall, vivacious blonde, a good-looking and intelligent woman. They managed to put Matthew and me at ease, charming us immediately.

    Beth, on the other hand, was nervous, slightly in awe of the visiting couple, and she didn't quite know what was to happen to her. This was deliberate on Matthew's part. He wanted her to be off-balance. He made it clear to her in advance that she wouldn't be expected to initiate any conversation. Her role was to pay attention, to follow whatever instructions she was given, answer questions honestly, and generally to behave like a well-mannered owned girl.

    Aidan and Pilar had never encountered anything quite like this. They were fascinated to learn as much as they could about our singular arrangement. Pilar had a lot of questions about what Beth was allowed and not allowed to do, what her experiences had been, both with us and with other people. I remember her asking whether we thought this was a permanent agreement; would Beth always be our owned girl? Matthew explained that we did eventually foresee Beth leaving us to form a full-time, long-term relationship with a boy her own age, but that for the moment we believed she was not ready for that, and that she would benefit from our care and attention. 'I should like,' Matthew said, 'to complete her sexual education before she ventures back out into the world.'

    Beth sat there and ate her food, not commenting on this. Pilar made some personal remarks, complementing Beth on her pretty face, on her slim figure, on her respectful manner. Beth blushed, but I could tell she was pleased with Pilar's approval. I glanced from time to time at Aidan; it was evident he found Beth attractive. I found myself wondering just what he planned to do with her.

    It was an enjoyable evening, even for Beth, since although she found being on show rather stressful, she soaked up attention and admiration, as I have said. Just before the end of the meal Matthew started talking to Beth in a more directly sexual manner.

    'These good people have come a long way to see you, Beth,' he said. 'They find you physically attractive and personally appealing. Aidan and I have already agreed that he will be permitted to enjoy you. When you meet with him tomorrow I am not minded to put any restrictions on what use he may make of you. As to what Pilar's role will be, that is a matter for Aidan, since she after all belongs to him.'

    I should mention, by the way, that Pilar was submissive to Aidan. You might not have thought so had you seen them together in public. She did not particularly defer to him; indeed I cannot much imagine Pilar deferring to anyone, except in the bedroom. But I knew from what she had told me that he spanked her and pretty well did with her as he pleased sexually, and she was content with that.

    Matthew told Beth that she should go to the ladies' room and take off her underwear.

    'What, all of it?' she asked.

    'Of course all of it,' Matthew said. 'Then come back to us and sit down at the table again and pass your underwear across to Annabel.'

    Beth blushed at the prospect, but after a moment's hesitation she got up and went to the back of the restaurant.

    'I wanted you to see that she is sexually submissive and will do anything she is told, no matter if there is some embarrassment attached. She won't like doing this much, not least because she will be nervous that I might make her lift her clothing and reveal herself. Which I shall in fact do before we part, though of course not here in the restaurant. I want you to feel confident that she will do as she is told tomorrow.'

    Beth soon returned, looking a little shy, even apprehensive. She sat down and hurriedly passed her underwear to me, glancing around to make sure no one observed her.

    'Good girl,' said Matthew. Beth beamed. 'When we go outside, we shall find a dark corner where I can give Aidan and Pilar a quick preview of your physical charms, Beth, just to whet their appetite for tomorrow. Now tell them that you have had a nice evening with them, that you look forward to becoming more intimately acquainted with them tomorrow, and that in the meantime you will be happy to show them your pretty tits and perhaps something more.'

    In a small voice, hardly more than a whisper, Beth repeated this word for word.

    'You are a delightful girl, Beth,' Pilar said. 'We are very pleased to have met you and are so much looking forward to enjoying you tomorrow.'

    Aidan nodded his agreement. 'We're very grateful to Matthew and Annabel for the opportunity to play with you. And we hope you enjoy it too.'

    Outside the restaurant we walked for a little while, then Matthew steered us into an alley. The four of us grouped ourselves around Beth, shielding her from the view of passers-by. Matthew told her to lift up her sweater. 'Show these nice people your cute little tits, Beth,' he said.

    Dutifully she pulled up her sweater. Pilar and Aidan gazed at her breasts.

    'Aidan, you may touch,' Matthew said.

    Aidan reached out a hand, stroked Beth's left breast, then took the nipple between his finger and thumb. He squeezed it, gently at first, then harder. Beth gasped.

    'Now lift your skirt up to your waist,' Matthew said.

    Beth looked at Matthew for a moment, as if she might demur, but seeing his stern look she pulled her sweater down and raised her skirt. She was naked underneath.

    'Don't touch now,' Matthew said to Aidan. 'But tomorrow you may enjoy her to the full.'

    I could see how much pleasure Aidan took in the sight of her pudenda, shaved bare.