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Cleaner Close #2 – Josie Discovers the Discipline Zone

Read Part 1 here

Although the shiny mask obscured the wearer’s face except for their eyes, Josie was sure she was in trouble. Not just for neglecting her duties, but she’d been caught masturbating, her hands literally down her pants!

She did her best to gather her composure. She straightened her skirt and surreptitiously wiped her fingers on the bunched up bed-sheet, before offering an apology.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me! I’ve never done this before. I was in here to make up the beds … but then I saw what was on the television.” Josie gestured towards the flat screen.

The slave remained kneeling and cuffed. A plug was visible in her rear and a vibrator buzzed in her pussy, but currently she appeared to be alone.

The person in the PVC suit silently surveyed Josie like a commodity for sale. Stepping closer, the edge of her flared skirt was lifted to study her legs in the black holdups, and the lacy black thong which barely covered her mound.

The Master took Josie’s hand, raising her to stand, although her legs felt as if they wouldn’t hold her. She was turned to face away, then felt the Master’s crop trailing from heel to buttock, raising the edge of her skirt to view the curves of her arse. It was as unnerving as it was tantalising.

While Josie enjoyed the scrutiny, she couldn’t shake the fear she’d lose her job for behaving inappropriately

Only once Josie turned back to face them did the Master speak:

“You thought you’d been watching a porn channel?”

Josie nodded, biting her lip.

“Did you like what you saw?”

Their question surprised her, but honesty seemed the best policy.

“Yes. I hadn’t realised I liked that sort of stuff.”

“What do you mean?”

“— punishing and obedience — it was exciting, dangerous …”

She trailed off. Her nipples were tightening remembering the lewd acts she’d seen, how wet and aroused they made her.

Master’s eyes seemed intense, the pupils dilated.

“Is it something you would like to try?”

Josie’s heart pounded, her pulse thundering in her ears. What was she letting herself in for? Making a leap into the unknown, she gave a small nod.

“First lesson. A slave must always speak clearly, particularly when asking their Master to punish them. Secondly, a slave must always be grateful for whatever they receive. An obedient slave with good manners is the best kind. So I’ll ask again, is it something you would like to try?”

“Yes please Master, I would like to be punished.”

Josie would never have imagined herself saying those words, but as she spoke them, the thrill was intense.

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“Very well. You are dressed very prettily, but we need one more thing.”

Master opened a drawer in the bureau, selecting a black leather collar and a lead. This was fastened round Josie’s throat and the lead attached. Moving behind her, Josie’s arms were coaxed back and straps placed round her wrists — handcuffs she supposed, like the other slave wore.

As Master took the lead and walked ahead, a voice in Josie’s brain asked ‘what are you doing?’ But it was easy to ignore that voice, when a greater part of her was excited about the thrills to come

Master led Josie to a staircase, rising to rooms on the third floor, which wasn’t in her remit to clean. These were the rooms where the window shutters remained closed.

“Walk ahead of me Slave — I will savour your delicious legs in that short skirt. I’m horny thinking about it.”

Josie climbed the stairs, her spiked heels striking the wooden treads, her hips swaying.

“I watch you work around the house,” Master continued, “you look great in the uniform I chose. If I wedge the vacuum cleaner deep in the cupboard you’re forced to struggle reaching it. I savour stolen glimpses of your pert rear in that short dress. I see everything —there are cameras in every room — and a live feed from the Discipline Zone, which you discovered this morning.”

Josie processed this information. So she’d never truly been alone in the house, Master’s eyes had been on her at all times. When she knelt on the floor to scrub or reached high to dust pictures. While pleasuring herself today, her moves had been watched (and probably recorded).

It was evident that the Gravesons had deviant leanings. This explained the need for waterproof mattress covers and restraints on the guest bed. Josie’s mind raced, wondering what went on at weekends.

Anticipation as to what she’d find in the Discipline Zone climbed

Master pulled on her lead until Josie stopped by a door, which they entered, using a keypad. It opened into an ultra modern space, hard surfaces and bright lights. Her heels clicked on the floor as she was led, like a dog, into a room where whips and spanking devices hung from a rack on the wall.

Now she saw the slave she’d watched previously — who was still kneeling obediently, looking down at the floor.

Josie noted that the plug currently poking from her anus was larger than before, while also noticing the glistening juices of arousal which coated the slave’s pouting pussy lips. The girl was waxed smooth and her earlier spanking had made her labia engorged. The sight of this, and the delectable musk of her arousal flicked the on switch to Josie’s desire.

“Pay attention!” Master rebuked.

He pulled on her collar and switched her bottom with his crop.

“Yes Master,” Josie gulped, her bottom stinging from the swipe.

The zip in her black dress was lowered, the ties of her apron loosened, then she stood in only her black bra and thong

“Spread your legs,” came the command.

Josie was attached by her ankles to a bar which held them a couple of feet apart. Master had undone the wrist cuffs to remove her dress, and they weren’t replaced. Instead Josie had to place her arms at her sides to be fastened into thigh to wrist restraints. When the black leather straps were tight around her thighs, her nipples tightened, causing a dark yearning to unfurl in her core.

Josie suspected the Master could see and smell her pleasurable anticipation. Drenched again, her pussy oozed clear juices of her arousal onto the tops of her thighs.

“Open your mouth.” she was instructed.

Master moved in front of her to examine her teeth and tongue.

This will be my mouth to command now — you will suck cock when I say, you will lick pussy on command and you will enjoy it.

“Yes Master,” Josie was suffused with heat at these controls.

“Now — pay close attention,” the Master bent towards the other slave and removed the ball gag from her mouth.

“Thank you Master,” came the girl’s soft response.

“Did you cum Slave?” Master circled her to deactivate the vibrator lodged in her cunt.

“No Master.”

Josie could barely comprehend it, considering the amount of time she had been stimulated by the vibe.

“Would you like to cum?”

“If it would please you, Master,” her servile response thinly disguised her desperation.

Now Master unzipped a patch in the groin area of the PVC suit, clarifying that Master was male, with a strong, firm cock which sprang forward to stand proud. Its purple head glistened with a droplet of pre-cum, giving Josie twinges of arousal at the sight, which soon turned to envy as he stood behind his original slave.

Grasping her hips he ran his engorged penis back and forth along the juicy slit of her labia. The slick sound of his movements could be heard clearly

“Pleeeease Master, I beg, fuck this unworthy slave. I want to worship you with my cunt. Please take pleasure from me any way you choose. Pleeeease Master …” The slave begged him tearfully.

She was silenced by a sudden, hard thrust of his hips. He buried himself in to the hilt, before withdrawing almost to the tip before he began pumping in and out in earnest. She sobbed as she came, which was almost instantly, but Master kept thrusting. One of his hands reached under her torso, slapping painfully at her breasts.

Josie watched the girl’s nipples elongated by his pinching fingers, it caused an echoing ache in her own breasts. The dark flesh of Josie’s nipples tightened, accompanied by a feeling of heaviness, as lust pooled in her pussy.

Josie hadn’t known depravity excited her this way, but now she did

Master watched Josie over his shoulder while he plundered his slave doggy style, with hips thrusting energetically. He enjoyed her primal reactions to his dominance. His submissive was cumming a second time, judging by her groaning.

“Do you want more you dirty girl?” Master growled, while his eyes bored into Josie.

Right now she was squirming for stimulation, which her tethered hands and feet would not allow.

“Yes Master, I want it all,” the slave grunted. “Use me. Your dirty girl’s arse is ready for you Master.”

“Indeed, I’ve been stretching it all morning. Does it burn?”

“ Yes Master.”

“Describe everything you’re feeling. Tell our new slave what luck it is to be under my control.”

Master drew his penis out of the submissive’s pussy. Her juices glossed its veiny surface. Josie yearned for some relief, but knew she must demonstrate her obedience.

Carefully he grasped the base of the butt plug and slowly eased it out of his moaning sub. Only ‘lubed’ with pussy juice he fed himself slowly but firmly into the gape of her back entrance.

“Master, it burns…. “ the slave panted, “but it feels good! ”

Her words became grunts in time with Master’s thrusts. Not yet buried right to the hilt, he was thrusting further in each time.

“I’m coming bitch, prepare to receive my seed.”

Master withdrew with a roar, ropes of cum splattering over her buttocks and slipping down her cleft. His climax and the slave girl’s were simultaneous, sharp sounds of pleasure followed by silence … except all three were breathing heavily.

Josie had never seen such a shockingly arousing performance, even without the stimulation of touch she was building towards a climax. She tried imagining how it felt to take such a lengthy, thick cock in her back passage. Surely it would burn and ache, but was it delicious too? Hadn’t the slave cum from being plundered this way?

Josie stood, anxious to discover what Master would want from her.

17 thoughts on “Cleaner Close #2 – Josie Discovers the Discipline Zone”

  1. I have read this before on another site…and it's still HOT!

    The detail of it is what makes it so good. Every moment captured perfectly for the reader.

    Again, you draw us in and hook us with your writing and make us feel like we're a part of the experience!

    1. Thank you ELB – It is a whole series, so you can indulge in more! Check out all the links on ‘Longer Series’ or every time it says ‘to be continued’ follow that link. Enjoy!

  2. Posy one would think that you have been involved in these things the way u manage to put it over so well! But like the discussion we had recently, we certainly do not need to have personal experience about the things we choose to write about x

  3. Vlad Lioncourt

    Beautifully written Posy! Your words paint the scenes, and the emotions of all the participants in rich colours. Josie had quite the introduction! I am looking forward to the rest of the story with great anticipation!

  4. Posy, a magnificent first training although I would have whipped her derrière till it reddened for her forbidden masturbation before continuing with the training. A slave must be punished for her wrongs first before any pleasure.

    1. Hi, thank you! I am planning to revisit this series very soon, with a few exclusive episodes I plan for it to become a book.

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