Mistress Collette's Lair



 

 

Mistress' Plantation

Chapter 3

 

    The stinging in my cheek did not fade as fast as the sound of the door slamming behind Collette. In the darkness of the room I knelt on the bed, naked, holding my face. My erection fading as fast as my desire.  It was so quite here, it seems that in the future there was always some
kind of back ground noise; the hum of a computer fan, a distant car horn or the sound of a TV, but here there was just the ringing in my ears.

    Collette's diary never gave a hint or a clue of her open sexuality, she seemed to enjoy my humiliation, but what surprised me more was I enjoyed it. I lowered myself and pulled the sheet over me and drifted deeply into.sleep.sounds.flashes.sleep.

    I woke in the middle of the night to some sounds coming from downstairs. I decided to go and see what was up. I slipped out of the bed, got dressed and went downstairs towards the sound of voices. I entered the library there were candles all over, strange smells, Collette and
some slaves were chatting as if equals. There was a festive air, there almost like a bar scene in an old black and white movie. I crossed the room feeling-well not really feeling at all.
    "Howard have a drink!"  Collette said. She said it if the incident earlier in the bedroom did not happen. Some slaves got up and left as I accepted the drink from Collette's servant and sipped it, almost immediately I got dizzy and had to sit. I felt as if I was on a merry-go-round.  Hands were on me, they removed my pants and shirt. After I regained my sense I found myself sitting naked in front of the two women - and very excited to be that way. "My-My doesn't Howard has a cock of respectable size," Collette said to her servant.
    I listened but did not respond, my erection throbbing to my heartbeat. The slave girl smiled, agreed then gestured to something hidden in the shadows of the library. Collette walked over and pulled a long piece of fine material, and in the other hand she what looked like a carried a fly swatter.  She walked back to the slave girl and handed the material to her.  "Bind his cock and balls, darling" Collette said to the slave.
    The slave girl rapped the light material around the base of my cock pulled it tight and then she ran the other end around my balls pulling it tight again. Initially, when she pulled them tight it hurt, but I enjoyed and I lay back further as to say give me more, tighter. Then Collette lifted the fly swatter and slapped my cock, hard-once. Pain shot through my groin and I let out a gasp, but instantly the pain turned to warm pleasure, and a feeling of peace and tranquility settled over me.
    The slave girl, bent over and took my stinging cock into her mouth, her big thick lips rapped expertly around it as she sucked it in in slow motion with her powerful lips. She continued until I was close to an orgasm when Collette, cried "Stop!"
    The slave girl stopped and stepped back, I was on the verge of cumming,   I was panting.  "Please Collette, let her finish" I pleaded.
    "No, you bastard, worthless man!" she said. Then Collette, slapped my cock and balls repeatedly, with each attack I cried out in pain, now sobbing hysterically, begging and pleading to be let free and for more punishment. With each assault I opened my legs wider so that she would continue. She stopped and stepped back, fanning the fly swatter in my face. "Who are you, Howard?" she asked. "Where are you from, I know so you might as well tell me the truth," she said.
    "I'm from North Carolina Collette," I answered her weakly.
    Slap! Across the face with the swatter.
    "No your not! how do you know so much about me? You know things that I've never told anybody?"
    I wanted to tell her but could not; I if did we both could cease to exist. She could never know that I was from her future, but now things were so complicated. I never expected this, never expected to fall in love with her and never expected to want and enjoy humiliation and pain at her hands.
    "You like this don't you?" she asked
    "Yes, Collette. I want to be your slave, forever and I don't want to go back!" I gasped and held my hand over my mouth as the words faded. Silence filled the room, she stepped back and her face turned slightly away while her eyes looked me over, as I trembled. I wanted to hold her, I want her to take me in her arms and never let go, but she seemed to hate me, revile me.
    Her vice lowered, she seemed to know...but..."Go where?" She asked in a monotone voice.
    I felt dizzy, the room dimmed, faded. I saw stars, then...
    "Go where?" she asked in a monotone voice. A repeat of moments before? An electric like shock shot through me and then...

    I entered the library there were candles all over, strange smells, Collette and some slaves were chatting as if equals. There was a festive air, there almost like a bar scene in an old black and white movie. I crossed the room feeling - well not really feeling at all.
    "Howard have a drink!"  Collette said.
    Something was wrong. What had just happened? What the fuck was going on?. "No thanks I said, I'll be returning to my room. I just wanted a glass of water," I said as I left the library and headed back to my room. I have to think. Time currents? Higher Dimensional shadows?
 

 

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