Sweet Revenge  by penny

It was the middle of winter. The trees were swaying in the breeze and icicles made a tune 
as they clanked together. Susan looked across the yard, Paul was gathering wood and 
trying to clean away the leaves. He was fighting a losing battle against the wind, but she 
loved his perseverance. She had owned him for several months now and loved everything 
about him. They met at a party back in March and she had made a conscious to grab his 
attention. At the time she didn't realize just what a good little sub he would be.
Anyway here they were seven months on and blissfully happy with their cozy, kinky 
arrangement. Paul came in rubbing his hands. Susan smiled and passed him a cup of hot 
coffee that she had prepared earlier. She watched each sip he took in readiness. When he 
had finished she looked into his glazed eyes and said, 'You remember that tonight is the 
test don't you?' 
Puzzled he said, 'Yes Susan, where is it?'
'I will take you don't worry, but now we must get you ready'. She replied.
Susan led a bemused Paul to the bedroom, she told him to shower and lie on the bed. She 
shaved his balls till they were soft and smooth. The tape played in the background, Paul 
listened to every word, the muzziness in his head growing by the second. Susan carefully 
slipped the butt plug up his tight arsehole. Smiling she got him dressed. Susan put on the 
leather outfit, the only one she owned and they drove to the house. 
Melissa answered the door she was a slave too. Once inside Paul was stripped and taken 
to the dungeon. 'He is ready fellow slaves', said Susan smugly. 
Paul was first tied by the wrists, he wanted to protest but his senses were dulled by the 
drugs he had so unwittingly taken. His legs were put into the spreaders and a girl stood 
close by him. She picked up a crop and quickly administered five strokes to his buttocks, 
making the butt plug dig deeper into his anus. His face was so pathetic Susan thought as 
she watched him squirm. Then another slave took hold of his cock, she pulled it hard 
away from his body making him try to move with her but he couldn't. She sucked it for a 
while, it was so hard now Paul thought it would burst. Then another male slave put a 
condom on his erect penis and removed the butt plug from Paul's hole. The slave thrust 
his cock deep inside Paul's backside, he pounded him hard and fast until he came. The 
people in the room laughed and cheered as the slave removed the condom and showed 
them the spunk that filled the end. 
Susan took the condom and pierced the end with a pin, she held it to Paul's lips and 
made him suck the spunk from the teat of the condom. Laughing she said, 'Okay, 
someone help me take him to the car, he will come round soon'. Once in the car, Susan 
continued to play the tape of the slaves laughing and jeering at Paul. When they got 
home, she made them both a stiff drink and they went to bed. Both drifted into a peaceful 
sleep. 
In the morning Paul woke with a start. He felt his balls instinctively, smooth!  He got out 
of bed and went to get the flogger. 'Get up bitch!', he shouted at her. She quickly 
clambered out of bed. 'Yes Master, right away Master', she answered. 
'Get down on your fucking knees and beg me to beat you', he stormed.
'Please whip me Master, I need to be beaten', she pleaded.
He thrashed her with such venom, she thought he knew what had happened. Then he told 
her that he had had a dream, a surreal dream where he was the slave and she was the 
Mistress. 'How weird Master, I could never be your Mistress', she replied. 
'Of course bitch, you are my little fuck toy certainly not a Mistress', he gloated. He 
continued to thrash her back and buttocks, her body ached but still she smiled to herself. 
Paul fucked her mouth, he fucked her cunt and finally he fucked her arse, cumming in her 
hole was so good for him, it was tight and kept him going for ages. He called her 
everything, his slut, his cunt, his fucking bitch, but it had been worth it to Susan.
Susan went to the bathroom and flushed the rest of the pills down the toilet, she was sure 
she wouldn't need them again. She broke the tape and put it deep down in the waste 
paper bin under some tissues and rubbish. It was the tape that they the slaves had made 
one day when they were alone, Susan knew she would need it to help her execute her 
plan. 
Susan smiled, so sweet was her revenge.