Crack! The sound of the whip snapping echoed through the room, all eyes darted to where the leather was creating a fine opening in Melissa's blouse exposed her flesh. Amazingly no welt was raising on her tender skin. I had practiced long enough with the whip to be precise in it's point of contact. I repeated three more times shredding her shirt with smooth flowing motions. Her breasts heaved, exposed nipples already hardening even as I watched. Her eyes which had previously declared her dominance now showed nothing but utter fear. I reached for her and grabbed her by the hair. Dragging her off the couch, I yanked her up to her knees before Me. "Now who's in control?" I uttered in a demanding tone, "You silly conniving little wanton sluts will all be taught who your Master is." I grabbed Melissa's jaw and forced her mouth open and pushed my cock into her mouth, "You little bitch," I growled, "are about to learn a strong lesson in how to control someone." I grabbed a length of rope from the table and wrapped it around her wrists, as I noticed she was offering no resistance now. I tied her wrists behind her back and then looped the rope around her ankles, tying her in a similar fashion of hog tying. I pushed her over with the heel of my foot, my cock slipping from her lips as I did so, picking up her cellphone I dialed her home number. Charlie's voice picked up on the first ring, "So are you on your way home honey?" I paused wondering just what he thought she had been up to, "Well, that depends dear," I started chuckling, "just where do you think I am." There was a pregnant pause as I am sure Charlie was checking caller ID again thinking he had looked at it wrong before. "Tyler," he asked wearily, "is that you?" "What are you doing calling from Melissa's cell?" I could here the panic and the anger mixing in his voice. "Well, Charlie," I stated, "Melissa decided to help out a few friends tonight and ended up at my place, she raped my ass with a twelve inch dildo and whipped the living hell out of me." I thought it was best to get it out all at once.
"Ten minutes and I'll be there Tyler!" The cell went dead in my hand and I lay it back on the table. Tears streamed down Melissa's face as she knew she was caught. She lay there on the floor her breasts rising and falling with her sobs, her body shaking visibly enough to ensure that she was fearing her husband's wrath. I spun on My heel quickly looking at the three other submissives now in my possession. Their faces were expressionless it was because their eyes contained the fear each was experiencing now. Not even Julia had ever seen the rage that was seeping out of me now. I wanted to let loose the fury and whip and break each of their spirits but there were other ways of doing such a thing. To break a submissives spirit you must truly know her fear, what she feels is the most damning thing in her Master's eyes. It is unique in almost every subs mind, some love humiliation and it would do no good to feed that, while others loathe a whip or some form of rougher punishment. I knew that Julia's was the thought that she no longer looked pleasing to me, that she had always feared that I would find a younger more seductive beauty to replace her with. So this is where I would start.
"Julia, do you not see," I began, "that your daughter at the ripe age of 18 is far more beautiful than you could have ever been." "Rose, has those soft full pouting lips and her breasts are beautiful and perky, whereas yours have started to sag." I continued on pushing those buttons I knew so well after 18 years. My voice raising as I spoke, "Look at her Julia, "I said as I jabbed a finger in Rose's direction, see the beauty your daughter became, her wet little sex so tight and warm, her ass tight enough to bounce quarters off of." "She is so," I paused letting my words sink in, "delicious and always ready to be fucked or to wrap her lips around my cock." I leaned down and tilted Julia's chin up so I could see her face better. Ah, her makeup streaked face told me all I needed to know as she sniffled and whimpered. "Yes, that's right," my voice now didn't even resemble its normal tone, it was more dark and menacing, "your deepest fears released in our daughter. Rose is that beauty that you always feared would take me from you and now it is happening even as you kneel before Me." I looked to Jake and Damon, (the other male sub, yes I have realized I hadn't named him in the previous chapters), "Place her on the hooks in the other room now!" They both stood there not sure what to do, their Mistress was tied like an animal and bawling in her own private hell momentarily. I knew they were fighting the urge to free her and prove their allegiance, but did they have the balls to cross me now that I was free and they had been witness to my torture,and now my fury?
Slowly Jake spoke,"But, Sir, You are not our Master, we can't follow your orders without His permission or without our Mistress' blessing." "Then you will do as Tyler says," the voice had come from behind me and it was Charlie's. I looked up at the top of the stairs and saw his hulking form taking the steps two at a time now. His eyes glowing with anger. I nodded to the two men again and they reached down and took Julia to the hooks I had been hanging on not so long ago. The restraints were placed on her ankles and wrists and she was hefted up and suspended by the hooks.