Chapter Seven: Cameron and Denise
Author’s note: This story was conceived as a novel with continuing chapters. It is meant to be read in order since it will make more sense from a character development point of view. This chapter takes place a few weeks after the last one. This story is graphic and it contains material that is not for everyone.
“As always,” Eric said with a leather dog lean in his hand. “You are going first.”
There was a click as the clap slipped into the stainless steel O-ring on the collar. However, it was not Lori’s leather collar, although she wore one very similar. Cameron was wearing the collar in question. Eric led him out of the cage from his naked kneeing position. Lori had been kneeing waiting next to him and Denise was on the other side of her. They too were both naked.
For Eric it was a typical Saturday afternoon that occurred every few months or so, where he got a chance to play with two of his old friends. For Loriit was a first time experience and a real revelation into the world of roleplaying, discipline and power exchange.
Cameron and Denise had arrived the night before. Now Lori remembered that evening while she knelt naked and shackled with a leather collar around her neck, awaiting her discipline by Eric’s hand.
******
“Seriously though,” Denise had been saying in Lori’s memory. “Who elected this man child anyway?”
“I’m pretty sure the people of this province did,” Eric replied dryly. He handed Denise a glass of red wine, but he looked over at Lori and rolled his eyes with a wry little smile. Lori loved those little things because she felt the same way as he did and it made her feel like a little connection pulled them closer together. Neither of them ever discussed politics together, nor would he ever tell her how to vote. That was her own personal choice. Even in a DS relationship, there were certain lines Eric simply would not cross.
“Thanks darling!” Denise said to him with a broad toothy smile, she had gaps in between the ones in the top. She took a sip. “But really, don’t you think we are in for one hell of a ride with this guy? I mean, he was really after the trailer park vote with the whole dollar beer idea.”
“I try not to involve myself with politics,” Eric replied smoothly. It was also the truth. “As long as it doesn’t interfere with business, I don’t care who runs Ontario.”
“What about you?” This time Denise was addressing the question to Lori. The plump woman gave her a sharp look.
Lori felt like she was being analyzed like an insect. “I try not to think much about it either,” Lori replied. However, at the same time she wanted to feel like she was part of the conversation and not just parroting everything Eric said so she added. “I did vote NDP thought.”
“Oh God! Those lefties!?” Denise said dismissively before taking another sip of the wine. “Damn it Eric, this wine is fabulous! You always have the best of everything!”
Eric simply shrugged as if to say why of course!
The three of them, Eric Lori and Denise sat around the spacious hot tub located next to the pool at Eric’s Guelph home. Lori was mostly submerged in the tub with her ample breasts bobbing on the surface, while Denise sat on the edge with only her feet dangling in it, her huge boobs sagging freely. They were waiting on Cameron who was in the bathroom at that moment. As it happened, they were all completely naked.
Lori was a little uncomfortable being around others naked, but it was something she was trying to overcome, as part of her training to be Eric’s submissive. On the other hand, maybe she would be Eric’s slave? She was not entirely clear on the difference between the two, but she was still learning.
She was not entirely doing this for Eric’s sake either. Deep down she really did wanted to be more comfortable with nudity and her own body. She felt she was still a little overweight, by about ten or fifteen pounds. However, Denise must have been thirty or more pounds overweight, yet she seems totally at ease with her body and being naked around friends and strangers. Lori really wanted to be just as casual and just accepting of her own body. She kept singing peaks at Denise, she could not help but notice the stretch marks that she had from her two kids who were now almost teenagers as Denise had put it when they had first met earlier that day.
It was a Friday evening in late June and if this was any indication, it was going to be a long hot summer. The couple had arrived at Eric’s place not long after working day was done, about seven in the evening. Denise had wasted no time with a quick introduction, while Cameron dropped off their bags in a guest room. Denise got completely naked right in the front foyer before moving out to the hot tub. Lori had been trying hard not to look at Denise’s hairy bush ever since. Denise was a brunetteand apparently only shacked her legs and pits. Everything else was natural. Eric encouraged Lori by getting naked himself and getting into the hot tub along with Denise. Eric was comfortable with his own nudity and had known his two friends a long time.
Cameron and Denise were around Eric’s age. In fact, they had gone to high school together, which is how they all knew each other. They knew Sven as well, but did not see him as much. They came around to Eric’s house every couple of months for a visit, but this was the first time Lori had met them. Lori always felt a bit awkward at these kinds of gathering where everyone else had known each other for years or some times decades.
“So what do you do for a living?” Denise asked, and then added. “Please don’t tell me you’re an ornament.”
‘I’m an insurance adjuster,” Lori replied. She took a solid sip of her wine. Wine made all of this a little easier. She hated being tense meeting new people, when they themselves weree so relaxed.
Denise nodded. “A decent job, nice. Myself, I’m a law clerk. Nothing glamourous, with the kids I just need a solid nine to five job. What is taking him so long?”
“Those devices aren’t so easy to put on,” Eric commented. “Besides he might be a little embarrassed about wearing it with someone new around.”
“I thought that was the whole point?” Denise questioned with a laugh. “Besides, your house, your rules, am I right?”
“Of course,” Eric replied. “Just be lucky I’m not making you wear one too.”
Denise put a hand over her hairy pussy. “I will be a good girl, I swear!” She looked over at Lori. “I’m not bratty at all. Eric may be a gorgeous hunk of man meat, but I know when to keep my hands to myself!”
“Oh, well,” Lori struggled to say something. She tried not to look at Denise’s large sagging boobs. “He doesn’t belong to me. I belong to him.”
Denise nodded. “Oh don’t worry, I understand your arrangement. We are familiar with the comunity. Has Eric explained our arrangement with him?”
“Well… Sort of…” Lori began.
“It’s okay, we can explain it,” Cameron said finally appearing. He had a glass of wine in his hand and another bottle in the other. He was also naked like everyone else, except for one thing. He was wearing a male chatity device. The kind that looked like a stainless steel cage around the penis. “This arrangement might seem a little strange to outsiders, but within the BDSM community, I think most people would understand it.”
This was Lori’s first real look at Cameron. When they came in, he was wearing a suit, minus the tie. They shook hands and he took the bags up to the room. Her first impression was someone who was quiet and reserved. Denise was clearly the talker in their relationship. Cameron was tall and lean with a touch of grey starting to form in his hair. Even his chest hair was starting to show a few grey strands. Yet Lori’s eyes were focused a bit lower. She could not help staring at the steel cage that was lock around his cock and balls. She had never seen one before. She had heard about them, from Catrina, at fetlife parties and from pictures on the website. However, this was the first time she had seen one in real life.
Cameron obviously had noticed because he said to her. “I know it’s humiliating that I have to wear one. I am completely passive by nature. I would never touch you ever, I swear. You are Eric’s. Yet I still have to follow house rules. It’s why we are here after all.”
Lori could feel her face going red and she was force to look away as quickly as possible. She was embarrassed about looking to begin with, but everyone had noticed she was staring. Now she felt humiliated as well.
“Anyways, the arrangement,” Denise prompted. She must have recognized Lori’s embarrassment and tried to move things forward.
“Yes,” Cameron said. He looked for a place to set the wine bottle down.
“Hold on, let me scoot myfat ass over so there is room for you!” Denise said as she moved over to create a space next to her. To Lori she said. “I use to have a cute bum like you have, but after a couple of kids, everything just started to spread. Now I just don’t give a shit!” She shrugged and finished her wine with a single gulp. “Oh honey!” She said waving her empty glass.
Cameron sat down next to her and refilled her glass. He offered to fill Eric’s, but he shook his head. Lori took him up on the offer to top off her own glass. The wine was making her feel good, very good. The hot tub was warm and she was becoming more comfortable with everyone being naked and with her own body. Cameron began. “So we have had this arrangement with Eric for the last, what? Fifteen years now?” Denise nodded. “Yes, about that long. Anyway, to keep this simple, Denise and I are both more or less submissive.”
“He’s a little bit more. I’m a little bit less!” Denise added with a laugh.
“Denise…” Eric said in ascolding tone.
“No, no, you’re right, sir. I’m a submissive.” Denise quickly added. “I’m not denying that, but between the two of us, in our marriage, I’m a bit more dominant. That’s fine for every day household stuff, but in the bedroom… It’s as Cameron was telling you, he’s very passive. That doesn’t work for me, I need a firm hand to reign me in. How do I put This? I guess I need to be put in my place and beaten. I need that release sometimes. Does that make sense to you?”
Lori nodded.
“Two submissives in a relationship can be a bit of a problem,” Cameron admitted. “We needed an outlet for our true natures. That is where Eric comes in. We know right from when we met him in high school, that he was a dominant, so it became a nature fit. I mean, it took years to broach the subject and come around to this agreement. I wasn’t until we were all part of the community before it even happened.”
“We both found out over time, that we loved being flogged, whipped, caned and tortured in other ways, but that we just were no good at being the top ourselves. It wasn’t in our nature. So we made a contract with Eric that we would come around every few months and he would do these things for us. To us.”
“A very strict contract,” Eric added. “They are still my good friends and we are not swingers together. I do not have sex with them. This is just bondage and discipline. Usually in the form of a week play session.”
Although this had been going on long before her arrival on the scene, Lori could not help but feel a little relieved to hear that they did not have sex with Eric. The whole scene a few weeks earlier with Catrina and Sven had been pushing her boundaries as it was. Lori was not afraid of exploring her sexuality, just at a slower pace than everyone else she had encountered. Lori had found herself completely in love with Eric. It had not taken long. They had only known each other about six months now. If he asked her to be a swinger, if that was what he really wanted to do, she just might do it. Not so much because that was what she wanted, but more so because that is what he wanted, but not yet. She was not there yet, but she could feel herself getting closer to that possibility. That experience with Catrina had opened her mind up to something that had simply been impossible even a month ago.
“Yes, Denise and I Still love each other, but we need this badly,” Cameron agreed with Eric’s assessment. “I have a bit of bisexual nature in me, so I don’t mind submitting to Eric as a submissive. It’s hard to get together these days, but every few months, when all of our schedules align, we meet here at Eric’s incredible mansion where we get to play in the dungeon with Eric as our master for the weekend. I really hope this isn’t interfering with your own relationship?”
“Oh no,” Lori replied. Lori felt comfortable with her relationship with Eric not to feel like this was encroaching. She lookedto Eric who nodded in approval. “I think I’m secure enough in my relationship with Sir.” Eric had a big grim when she added the Sir part. She felt some familiar butterflies.
“I’m sure you are well acquainted with the pleasures of that wonderful dungeon of his,” Denise said to her with a sly look.
Lori just nodded. She was a little embarrassed to admit that she had Not actually been distributed in the dungeon yet, so she did not say anything. She had witnessed a scene with Catrina, but that was someone else, not her. The more she saw it the more she craved it. She never felt anything like that before. One night, while Eric was sleep, she got up to use the bathroom. Afterwards she went down to the dungeon and just looked at everything. She touched all the leather equipment. What she loved the most was the cage. It looked classic, like something out of a horror movie.
******
There was the sound of the cage door opening again. It brought Lori outof the memory of the night before. She did not even see what had happened to Cameron. She had been too deep in the memory. It had been so vivid and so real. Cameron was being returned to the cage. He looked red and sore. He was smoking and breathing heavy. Cameron saw Lori looking at him and gave her a wink. It let her know that everything was OK. This whole scene was all about pleasure, even in pain.
“All right slut,” Eric said. “Now it’s your turn.” He took the leash and attached it to Denise’s collar.
“Sir, can I be next?” Lori heard herself say, but she could not believe she was actually saying it. She felt like someone else’s words were coming out of her mouth. Who was she now? Who had she became? How had she gotten to this point so quickly? How long had she been in This life style now? Four months? Was it even that long?
“No little one,” Eric replied. “You will wait your turn in silence, understanding?”
She nodded. Lori was still stunned by her own reaction to the whole scene.
******
Eric was firmly in control, embracing his role as the master. This was an old scene. It was one that he, Cameron, and Denise had been through many times before. However, today Eric had something different he wanted to do. Something they would not expect, but would make this whole scene so much hotter than it already was. He had already dealt with Cameron and his Punishment, but he was not total done with him. Cameron was going to figure into Denise’s scene, but in a special way, a way that had not yet been revealed to anyone.
He led Denise by the leash he had attached to her collar. A simple black leather collar with an O-ring in the front. She was completely naked otherwise, with only ankle and wrist restraints. He led her to a set of stocks made from solid wood where Her head would be placed in along with her wrists. The holes were padded with black leather. He placed her in it and locked down the top so she could no longer move. Eric the adjusted the height so it had her completely bend over at the waist. Anyone in the cage would see the whole scene from a side profile. A metal bar was mounted to the floor. He adjusted it until her waist was resting on it. He made her spread her legs apart. Each ankle restraint was clipped to an anchor also in the floor. He had designed this dungeon. For this purpose. He had it all arranged so he could restrain a person Anyway he liked. There were so many options.
“So as usual,” Eric said to her. “We are going to play a little game called don’t drop the dildo.”
“Yes, sir,” Denise replied breathing heavy already. Her big breast swayed beneath her. She was already mentally preparing herself.
For Eric that was good. She needed to be prepared for what she knew was to come. Eric grabbed a rubber dildo from a nearby table. He walked over to where her head was. Denise had long curly hair that was covering most of her face. Eric pulled her hair back. “Open up!”He commanded.
Denise opened her mouth. Eric placed the dildo sideways in her mouth so that she was biting into the shake. He said to her. “You already know the rules, but there is someone new here so I will go over it again. Bite down on that dildo hard and do not let go. If you drop the dildo at any time, the session is over. There are no safe words here, if you want the session to end let the dildo drop. Of course, I’m going to be trying my best to make you drop it!” Eric laughed at that last part.
Denise gave a thumbs up sign to show she understand. “Good, slut. Are you ready to begin?”
Denise nodded and repeated the thumbs up sign.
“Alright, if you hold out, I have something special in store for you at the end,” Eric added with a wicked smile. Denise raised an eyebrow, (really the only thing she could do under the circumstances), in response.
Their sessions always started the same way and he did not want to change that part. The warm up was always a good old-fashioned hand spanking. He liked it because it was personal, flesh on flesh. It left no mistake who was in charge. Denise was a good subject. She had a large quivering butt and it showed his handy work very quickly. He started slow with deliberate smokes that echoed through the room. Soon her ass turned bright pink. He could feel the heat as he caresed it between sets of ten.
“How are we doing so far?” Eric asked her. He used a low whisper that only she could hear.
Denise gave him a thumbs up.
Next Eric switched to the black leather flogger. It had a good sting to it, especially when wilded with fast stroked in a circular motion. It made a whooshing sound as it cut through the air. He let it land about two dozen times on each chef before stopping.
“We still good?” He asked her again.
She nodded. She still gripped the dildo tightly between her teeth. She was smoking and her ass was starting to turn red, but she was not done yet. She hadexperience at sessions like this. She was not giving up easy. She wanted more.
Eric put down the flogger and picked up an English riding crop, a nice leather one. Now he landed well-targeted blows all across her ass chefs up and down her legs and on her pussy and clip. She squirmed and flinched many times, but still she never let the dildo drop.
“The resistance is strong in this one,” Eric commented as he put the riding crop down. “Maybe we need something with more impact?”
Eric picked up a leather paddle from the table. He had placed all of the tools he wants to use in a deliberate order. It was how he liked to do things. Eric did not hold back gives her some hard blows across her ass cheeses. She made a lot of noise, as if she was in a lot of pain, but still she never dropped the dildo. She was tough. He respected that. Hell, he craved it!
However, Eric was not that impressed with her performance. It was normal for Denise to hold out like this. She liked the pain, she like the beating, she could hold out for more and Eric know that from experience. Denise was a pain slut and she could take more, a lot more! Eric picked up the whip next. It would hurt like hell, but Denise would not have it any other way.
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