Page 57 of Master Cole

Cole maneuvered Janie in front of him, his arms resting around her waist. “We will watch.”

Janie didn’t know the couple who were on the slightly raised stage. Janie’s heart stuttered as the man began to undress his partner. It wasn’t striptease or anything like that. He lovingly removed her clothing. As he slipped off her blouse, his fingers traced her arms, and he talked softly to her.

His words were too soft for Janie to hear, but the woman’s reaction showed on her face. It softened, and she became less tense. Next came her skirt. Again, he caressed the skin he exposed, and lastly helped her out of her shoes.

“So, my pet, are you ready for tonight?” This time he talked loud enough for everyone to hear. His voice was rough but gentle at the same time.

“Yes, Master Keith.” Her voice was soft.

“Good. Safewords apply.” Master Keith turned his sub so she was facing the audience. Then he crossed over to a black bag sitting on a small table. He reached in and pulled out something before standing behind his woman. “Do you know what these are?” He dangled a copper chain with nipple clamps.

“Yes, Master.” She took a deep breath as he began toying with her right nipple.

“Good, and why am I using this one tonight?”

“Because we’ve been working on torturing my nipples, Master, and it’s time to step it up.”

“Very good, pet.” He opened the first clamp and attached it to her extended nipple.

“See the clamp, Janie,” Cole whispered in her ear.

“Yes, Sir.” It looked like normal clamps to her, nice rubber tipped ones.

“Ah, but do you see the small screw on the side?” Cole’s voice was slightly amused.

Janie looked closer. “I see it now, Sir.” The Master onstage clamped his sub’s other nipple, the copper chain hanging down from the clamps.

“Now watch as he tightens them.”

“Here we go, pet.”

Janie’s gaze was glued to the woman as the Master began to tighten the clamps. At first the woman didn’t exhibit anything, but after a few turns, her mouth opened and her breathing increased. Two more turns, and she let out a moan. One more turn. “Yellow, Master.”

Her master stopped and waited, gently talking to her, telling her how she was a good little sub, all the time rubbing her arms and shoulders. The woman let out a breath.

“I’m good now, Sir.”

“Very well.” He led her over to the bondage horse and helped her up onto it. “Down on your stomach.” The man cupped her breasts, making sure they were on either side of the leather middle piece she lay on. The woman closed her eyes as the chain was pulled as she was put into position.

Master Keith moved to her legs and adjusted her knees up so her ass was slightly raised. He caressed his sub’s ass, telling her how beautiful she was. He then moved back to his bag and pulled out three different floggers.

Janie’s breath caught in her throat. Two of the floggers were like ones Cole had. The first was a suede flogger and the second an elk flogger, but the last one she’d never seen before.

“Sir, what is that last flogger?” Janie asked quietly.

“That is a leather-braided flogger with tails.” His breath caressed her ear. “It will be the last one he uses, if she gets past the elk flogger.”

Janie tilted her head as Master Keith approached his sub with the suede flogger. “Let’s get you warmed up.” The slap of the flogger against the sub’s skin made Janie jump. But she kept her gaze on the pair, even as Cole’s hands rose and he cupped her breasts.

With each slap of the flogger the woman barely made a noise. After ten swats Master Keith stopped and ran his palms over her light pink ass. “How are we doing, baby?”

“Green, Master.”

“Good. I’m going to use the elk flogger next.” He picked up the next flogger and moved behind his sub once again. On the first stroke his sub let out a moan.

Janie’s lips parted so she could get more oxygen in her lungs. The elk flogger was nice, but it did have a sting to it, one that Janie could only take for a short period of time before allowing herself to break down into tears to cleanse her emotions. But as Master Keith worked over his sub, she only moaned or groaned.

Now the sub’s ass was rosy red. When Master Keith stopped he rubbed his hand over her butt, eliciting a moan from her. “Such a nice red ass, so hot, so firm.” He slapped one cheek before walking to his sub’s head. He leaned over and ran his fingers over her cheek. “Ready to continue?”

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