Jamie told her to close her eyes, spread her legs apart slightly, and raise her arms away from her body. She complied docilely. Then he produced a curved metal wand and began following the contour of her body with it. Lisa felt a prickly sensation on her skin and heard the crackle of electricity as he proceeded. After he had traced the wand over her entire body, Erin handed him a reflection shield that he held up in front of Lisa.
“You may open your eyes now,” he informed her.
She blinked in surprise as she saw the image of her completely hairless body.
“This visually reinforces the totality of your submission. Whenever you look at your reflection you will be reminded of your proper role.”
Lisa was transfixed by her reflection. A warm glow started in her genitals and spread slowly throughout her body as the significance of this transformation registered in her mind. Erin took the reflector from Jamie and handed him four metallic bands. He placed one band around each of Lisa’s wrists and ankles. After the last one was closed tightly her arms were pulled straight out from her sides by an invisible force.
She was unable to move any of her limbs, the same force held her legs firmly in place. With a piercing laser Jamie made small holes in her clitoris and each of her labium and nipples. Then he connected her labium with a slender steel lock, effectively barring entry to her vagina. The ember that had been smoldering between Lisa’s legs flared into a white-hot flame the instant that the lock snapped shut.
The intensity of the fire increased as an identical lock was secured to each of the other newly created openings. Once again Jamie afforded her an opportunity to view herself. Lisa was pleased with what she saw. The four glistening locks were a complement to her absolute nudity.
“These locks are a symbolic as well as practical reminder of your status. You are to concern yourself with providing pleasure for the dominants that you serve. The lower lock will help you remember at all times what is demanded of you. The sight and feel of these adornments will continuously impress upon you the completeness of your release of control.
“There is one other thing you need to know before we proceed to the next step,” he said, and then paused for effect. “The locks are permanent, there are no keys.”
The impact of Jamie’s last words caused a sudden weakness in Lisa’s knees. The finality of the statement took her by surprise. When she regained her composure, she said very quietly, “Thank you.”
“You are going to become intimately acquainted with the whip,” Jamie announced matter-of-factly. “Truly nothing pleases me more than a succulent submissive writhing under the caress of a discipline whip. The constant presence of whip marks on your body will be additional testimony of your servitude. Tonight is the beginning of an extended training period. You will be initiated momentarily with an extremely severe whipping that will leave you marked for many days.
“From tomorrow onward you will be whipped daily, perhaps as many as five times per day. The drink that you had is a strong hypnotic. I am now going to give you a post-hypnotic suggestion that will help you enjoy this. Listen carefully.
“You will derive immense pleasure from the pain caused by the whip. As the session is nearing an end the blows will be counted backward to zero. At the final stroke you will be allowed to have an intense mental orgasm. Each whipping will basically follow that sequence. By the time your training is complete you will have developed a taste for pleasing dominants in this fashion.”
He held a remote controlled whip up to Lisa’s lips and she kissed it. Her skin tingled with anticipation. Jamie placed a blindfold over her eyes and said, “Enjoy your journey.”
He left the whip suspended in front of her and walked off the platform and sat in a hoverchair. Jamie engaged the power unit and the rite de passage began.
The whip tore into Lisa’s soft flesh. The pain was searing, it was as if a hot poker was being pressed against her skin each time it made contact.
She reveled in the pain, welcomed it, and invited the whip to even the most intimate places. Methodically it traversed her entire body, sparing only her head and extremities. Sometimes it teased and caressed her flesh, while others it flayed her cruelly leaving delicate lines of blood in its wake. The session progressed like an intricate musical piece, building slowly, wandering off on subtle tangents, and finishing with a tremendous crescendo that enveloped Lisa in ecstasy.
When it was over Lisa was left on display for quite a long time. Although she could not see, she knew that her body was covered with welts and cuts–her flesh burned pleasurably. She was filled with a profound sense of fulfillment that she had never experienced before. There was no turning back and no regrets.
Lisa’s arms were suddenly pulled behind her back and secured, her legs released. Erin led her to where Jamie sat and told her to kneel in front of him. As she complied, Lisa simultaneously felt Jamie’s cock being shoved into her mouth and Erin entering her from behind. They had become extremely aroused watching her introduction to the whip. Both pounded into her feverishly. Lisa found being skewered in this manner to be exquisitely decadent.
Lisa applied subtle pressure with her throat on Jamie’s cock and thrust her ass up to allow Erin to penetrate deeper. She was surprised at their endurance it was a long time before they were done. Her throat and anus ached pleasantly as she was led to her room where she was spread-eagled securely to the bed. Exhausted, Lisa drifted off quickly and enjoyed a night filled with decidedly perverse dreams.
Ten Shades of Submission