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Mistress Caroline part 2 - My Training Begins

My training and more humiliation at the hands of my new mistress
It had started off as a normal meeting, or so I thought. Now I was under the control of a powerful and very forceful woman. I couldn´t understand why, but I was responding to her every whim and part of me was enjoying it, no matter how strange her requests were.

Mistress Caroline snapped her leash onto my collar and said softly, "Get up J."

"Yes ma´am," I replied as I got up and stood before her.

She stood very close to me and looked me up and down, “I see my cock is resting, waiting for instructions from me.”

She touched the tip very lightly with her crop. Then she walked around behind me and let her fingers trail over the cheeks of my ass, which was still stinging slightly from two recent strokes of her crop.

“Nice,” she mused to herself. She returned to stand in front of me. With the crop hanging from one wrist and the leash from the other, she reached out, grasped my nipples and rolled them between her thumbs and middle fingers. Then, suddenly, she dug the nails of her middle fingers into them and squeezed with her thumbs.

Immediately, I flinched, sucked in my chest and let out a gasp, “AAHH.”

She continued to squeeze and pull while looking directly into my eyes and smiling, saying nothing.

I stood still and clamped my jaw slightly, enduring the pain that I was not accustomed to experiencing. With each breath, I let out a soft moan.

After four or five breaths, she let go and, still looking directly into my eyes, said, “Nice, sensitive nipples, Oh J, I’m going to enjoy training you, and I think, eventually, you are going to enjoy it, too.”

Then she turned and began to walk away, saying, “Come with me, my slave,” as she pulled on the leash. She led me across the room and seated herself in a wing-backed chair.

“Kneel in front of me, J,” she commanded, pointing with her crop.

“Yes, mistress.”

I dropped to my knees and sat back on my heels. As I started to raise my head, I could see that she was sitting with her legs slightly apart. Because her shirt was short, I could see quite clearly that she was wearing no panties, and that she had a neatly shaved pussy.
I must have been staring, because she said, “Look at my FACE, J!”

When I looked up, she was smiling. “Yes, ma’am,” I replied, smiling back.

“Right J, you are about to learn the correct position to assume when you kneel before me. Now pay attention!”

She smiled and moved her knees just slightly farther apart.

“When you kneel, your knees must be spread apart, as wide as possible without being uncomfortable. Your back must be straight and your hands must be on your knees, palms up. Your back must be straight and your head held up so that I can see your eyes. Your eyes shall be cast slightly downward, so that you are not looking directly into mine, unless I tell you to look at me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good, now assume the position that I have just described.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I adjusted my position and waited to find out what she had in store for me.

“You may now look at me, J.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I looked into her eyes. They twinkled pleasantly. Her face had a gentle, kindly expression.

“Your education as my servant and slave begins with obedience training. You may find it a bit humiliating at times and unpleasant at other times. You may find some of my orders objectionable and, initially, you may balk at some of the things you are told to do. At such times you are likely to think me harsh and hard hearted, but you must remember that my purpose is to make an obedient and trustworthy slave of you. The sooner you learn to bend your will completely to mine, the sooner this phase of your training will end. Do I make myself clear, J?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I answered, feeling a bit apprehensive.

“Good! Henceforth, when I refer to you as ‘slave’, you may behave as the person you are now, obedient and respectful. When I tell you to follow me or to go somewhere, you will walk erect, stand or sit where I tell you, and generally act as my obedient servant. However, when I refer to you as ‘puppy’, you shall immediately position yourself on all fours as my puppy dog. When I tell my puppy to sit, you shall assume a position similar to that you are in now, except that your hands shall be on the floor in front of you. You shall move about on all four and obey my commands in that mode. You shall, in either slave or puppy mode, respond to my instructions in the manner you have already learned. Do I need to repeat any of these instructions?”

“No, ma’am,” I said, taking a deep breath.

“Alright, then, puppy, let’s get started. Assume the puppy sitting position.”

"Yes, ma'am." Reluctantly, I leaned forward and placed my palms on the floor just in front of my knees, as instructed. I felt really stupid, but at the same time really turned on.

“Puppies generally love their owners, don’t they J?”

“Yes, ma’am”

“And how do they often show their affection?”

I wasn´t quite sure how to answer this question, so I responded, “In many ways, mistress. I am not sure what you have in mind.”

“They often lick their mistress’ feet, don't they, puppy? I’d like you to show your affection that way now!”

She extended one foot. I hesitated, but only momentarily.

As she began to tap the palm of her hand with her crop I replied, “Yes, mistress.”

I crawled forward, lowered my face, and began to lick the foot she had extended. I noticed her toenails were neatly pedicured and polished bright red like her fingernails. I was glad her feet were clean. After I had thoroughly licked both her feet, she stood up and said,

“Good puppy. Tomorrow, I want to introduce you to everyone."

With that she led me to the kitchen on all fours, and pointed towards a small cage in the corner. I was a little hesitant to enter it, but she noticed this and gave my ass a short sharp whack with her crop. This had the desired effect, and I quickly got in, and the door was locked behind me. I was now completely trapped and so I settled down in the cage as comfortably as I could.

I began to think about the events that had occurred. I had never had such intense experiences in my life. Mistress Caroline was correct that the use of her crop on the genitals focuses the mind. Then there was the beating my ass had just received. The intensity of that was indescribable. It certainly eliminated all thoughts of other matters from my mind. The thing that surprised me most was the erotic response it had aroused in me. Why did I get an erection? Was it the fact that I was naked and helpless in the presence this woman? Is it possible that I could in some way enjoy having my ass whacked by women?

I had visited a dominatrix before, but really was always in control, as their was a safe word which would have immediately ended the session if I was feeling uncomfortable with things. Also I had e-mailed details of my likes and dislikes, so knew what was coming next. This was different, I was no longer in control of what was happening and was under her total control. What ever it was, I was certainly experiencing feelings I had never had before and had never expected to have. I wondered just what was coming next. I could not imagine, so I decided to lie down and try to sleep.

After some tossing and turning, I eventually fell into a deep sleep and did not awake again until I was shaken gently through the bars. I opened my eyes slightly and saw through the haze of sleep that it was Mistress Caroline.

"Good morning J, my little puppy. Are you feeling well this morning?"

I blinked and mumbled, "Very well, ma’am."

"Is your butt still burning?"

"No, mistress."

"But you do remember how it felt when I left you last night, don’t you?"

I moved a hand and touched my ass. "Oh yes, mistress!"

"I hope that memory will assure that there will be no more resistance like that from you, my little slave. You should know that it is my practice to use a strap on naughty puppies, but I have a nice whip for naughty slaves."

Surprisingly, the thought of being strapped again was not particularly intimidating. Not when I thought about the erotic feelings it had aroused. However, the idea of a whipping was something else.

"No more rebellion mistress. I have learned my lesson," I assured her.

"Good boy, now I’m sure you need to clean yourself up. I am going to introduce you to my friends in a little while. Go into the bathroom over there and get yourself prepared. Take a shower and get very clean. And leave the door open. I’ll be checking on you to make sure you’re not up to any funny business. When you’re finished, come back and kneel before me like the good slave I’m sure you are going to turn out to be."

"Yes mistress," I responded. I got up and did as I was told.

When I had finished my shower and dried myself, I returned to the couch. Mistress Caroline was still there, and I knelt in front of her in the manner she had taught me.

"Good boy J. Now, we have a few minutes before my friends arrive, so we have a chance to talk. I’m sure you have many questions. You must be wondering about many things."

"Yes ma’am. I most certainly am!"

"Then you are free to ask me anything you wish.”

“Thank you ma’am.”

“Go ahead J, ask away."

It was like bursting a dam.

"Where are we mistress? What is this place? Why am I here? What do you intend to do with me? Who are you and the other women here? When will I…"

She interrupted me, laughing, "Slow down J. I didn’t mean for you to ask every question you can think of all at once. Let’s take them one at a time." She laughed again. "Better yet, let me tell you what I think you should know."

I smiled, "Certainly ma’am."

"You are now amongst a group of women who all think that the world will be a better place if men were submissive and served women. In our view, submissive men are a great joy, and we love to live and play with them. Consider yourself lucky that you are about to become one of those delightful men. Now you are still in the first phase of your training, the obedience phase, and my friends are about to arrive to meet you.

"Yes mistress," I replied and, with a feeling of some reluctance, I leaned forward in my kneeling position, placing my hands, palms down, on the floor.

"Good boy," Mistress smiled. "Now, before my friends arrive, I want to explain something. When my friends arrive, I am going to test you. But first I want you to get more acquainted with me."

She sat forward on the edge of the couch and spread her legs, showing me her bare, shaved pussy.

"You want me to get acquainted with you like THAT mistress?"

"Yes J, and I want you to do it right now."

I hesitated only for a second, then I crawled forward and put my face between her thighs. I sniffed at the inside of each thigh and approached her pussy with my nose. I could detect its musky and pleasant odour.

Suddenly mistress said, "Don’t be shy" and, spreading her legs further, pushed my head into her crotch and my nose deep between her pussy lips.

"That’s a good boy, now lick it." She held my head so tight against her crotch I thought I might suffocate.

I extended my tongue and inserted it into her hot, wet pussy. I raised my head slightly, running my tongue up the slit and allowing myself to get a breath.

She was obviously enjoying what I was doing, because she made no move to stop me. Rather, she moaned slightly and stroked my head. However, after a minute or two she grasped my ears, pushed my head back, and, smiling at me, said, "Good boy. Now remember my smell and taste. It will be to your advantage to remember that later."

She pushed my head away from her crotch and said, "Now sit there and wait."

"Yes mistress."

When I sat back, puppy fashion, she leaned down and looked between my knees. She smiled when she saw that my cock was getting hard again.

Just then a man entered the room. He was obviously a slave like me, except he was not totally naked. He was wearing a gold collar, a black leather vest and a black leather thong. I was a little jealous, because although he was dressed like a slave, at least he was not totally naked, like me. He was also barefooted and he did not have on wrist or ankle straps. He spoke to my mistress, saying, "Good morning, Mistress Caroline. The other ladies are beginning to arrive."

"Good morning. Thank you. Please show them in as they arrive, and please serve us some coffee as soon as it is ready."

"Yes mistress," he replied and quietly left the room.

"Alright, move over here and sit quietly beside my chair. Don’t move until you are told to."

"Yes ma’am," I said as I moved to my assigned position.

I had no more than seated myself again, puppy fashion, than the man returned escorting two women. As they entered the room, Mistress Caroline greeted them warmly, "Good morning Claire, Lucy. Come in and have a seat, the others will be here soon.

The three mistresses engaged in small talk for only a few moments before the man returned, bearing drinks. Three more women were following him. He stepped aside when he reached the door to let them pass through first.

The mistresses already in the room stood and greeted the new arrivals enthusiastically. There were hugs all around. Among these new three women was Julie, who I immediately recognised, as Ms Ward. Next, there was a flaming redhead. I quickly learned from the greetings she received that her name was Sara. Obviously, ‘Mistress Sara’ to me. The last was a very small and quiet lady, whose name was Mistress Amanda.

When all the ladies were seated, he served coffee to them all. He addressed each by name as he served, and it was obvious that they all knew and liked him. When all were served, he turned and said, "Is there anything else this boy can get you, Mistress Caroline?"

"No, thank you. That will be all for now," was the reply.

"Yes, Mistress," he said, and left the room.

There was a bit more small talk while the mistresses sipped their coffee, then Mistress Caroline said, with a bit of excitement in her voice,

"I’m so glad you all could come, because I want to introduce you to my new trainee. His name is J, and he just began his training yesterday." She stood, my leash in her hand, and said quietly, "Follow me J."

"Yes ma’am," I responded as she began to lead me across the room toward Mistress Amanda.

"Amanda, this is J," Mistress said cheerily.

She patted me on the head and said, "Hello J." Her greeting was not particularly enthusiastic.

With each of the other mistresses it was different. They all seemed very glad to greet me. Of course, Mistress Julie had met me before, although under quite different circumstances.

When all had greeted me, Mistress Caroline led me to the centre of the room and said to me, "Now J, I want you to acquaint yourself with each of these ladies."

I sat facing the ladies, puppy fashion, smiled and said, "Good morning, Mistress Amanda, Mistress Lucy, Mistress Julie, Mistress Sara, and Mistress Claire. I am very pleased to make your acquaintance."

Mistress Caroline cleared her throat loudly. When I did not respond, she said authoritatively, "J, I want you to acquaint yourself with these ladies just like you did with me a while ago."

"You want me to acquaint myself with them THAT way, Mistress?"

"Yes J."

All the mistresses giggled, apparently knowing exactly what was to come.

I let out a big sigh. "Yes, Mistress." The truth was I found the prospect more than a little exciting and I wondered how long it would be before I had a hard-on. I did not know where to start, so I decided to proceed in the order that I had been presented to them a few minutes ago.

As I crawled toward Mistress Amanda, she smiled, spread her knees, and pulled the front of her loose skirt up to her lap. She had a tight lipped, completely shaved, pink pussy. I smiled up at her, then pushed my face gently between her thighs. As my nose lightly touched her lips, I felt the very gentle touch of her hand on the back of my head. She did not push, but her touch let me know she was in no hurry for me to back away. She smelled very clean, and her fragrance was light and rather pleasant. I licked her pussy lips without parting them.

With Mistress Julie it was a bit different. Her pussy was also shaved, but just above it was a neatly-trimmed tuft of curly black fur. The lips were not tight, like Mistress Amanda’s, and her clit just peaked out at the top. She spread her legs wide and giggled as I ran the tip of my nose up and down, getting it wet with pussy juice in the process. She scratched the back of my head and said, softly, "I’m glad you were available to work for us when I called, J." In reply, I licked her pussy firmly, making sure I made solid contact with her clit. She moaned, laughed, and pushed my head away.

As I crawled toward Mistress Claire, I realised that my cock was responding enthusiastically to the smells and tastes I was experiencing. It was rigid. As I placed my head between her knees. Her pussy was cleanly shaven, soft, wet, and inviting, just like I remembered Mistress Caroline´s. It had a similar musky but pleasant, sexy odour. When my nose approached it, she did exactly what Mistress Caroline had done earlier. She pushed my nose so deep into her hot, wet cunt I couldn’t breathe. She worked her hips back and forth like she was fucking my nose. I extended my tongue and ran it up between the folds of her pussy in self defense.

"Don’t get carried away, Claire," Mistress Caroline said, sounding only half in jest. "He’s mine, you know. Get your pleasure with you own slave puppy."

She let go of my head and, laughing, said, "He’s a VERY good boy Caroline."

Mistress Sara was next. When she spread her legs, I could see that her pussy is covered by a great mass of flaming red hair. I wondered whether she had more in her crotch than on her head. I could see nothing of her pussy lips…only that fiery red bush. She spread her legs wide, locked her fingers behind her head, and, leaning back, said for all to hear, "Sniff around in the bushes, Puppy. You’ll find what you’re looking for." Everyone laughed hilariously.

All I could find was a mouth full of hair. Her odor was a powerfully erotic stimulant, and the tip of my cock became wet with precum.

Finally, there was Mistress Lucy. She welcomed me with open thighs, like all the rest. Her pussy was damp and inviting. It was obvious she shaves it, but it must have been a few days since her last shave. There was a slight stubble that was a little scratchy to my nose and tongue. However, her pussy juice tasted sweet, and her odour was pleasant and erotic.

When I had acquainted myself with all the mistresses, Mistress Caroline said, "Good boy J. Quite well and properly done."

Everyone applauded.

"Now, I want J to kneel in the centre of the room facing all of us," Mistress Caroline instructed.

"Yes,ma’am," I responded as I moved to the center of the room. I knelt as I had been taught, my legs spread, my hands palms up on my knees, my back straight, and my head erect with my eyes cast down. The only unusual feature was my cock. It was standing at attention and pointing straight at the assembled mistresses. They did not fail to notice, as indicated by some giggles and winks at each other.

"Good J. So tell us how you would distinguish each of us from the others," she said with a sly smile.

I had not expected her to ask me to describe the differences that I had observed. The thought of describing each of their pussies while they all listened was a bit embarrassing, and I could feel myself blushing. I could also feel my stiff cock throbbing, and I was sure all of the mistresses could see it. This made me blush even more. I cleared my throat and to stall a bit, I said, "I’m not sure how to start, Mistress."

"I think you’re stalling, slave," Mistress Caroline said with a smile and an obvious wink at the others. "Just start in the order you got ‘acquainted’ with us by telling us what you discovered that is unique about each of us."

I cleared my throat again and started, "Well, Mistress, I got acquainted with you earlier this morning before the other ladies got here." I paused, not knowing how specific I dared be.

"Yes J, you did. Go on."

After another clearing of the throat, "Well, Mistress, I discovered that your, er, pussy, er, is completely shaved and very smooth. It is quite soft and just a little pink shows between the lips.

"And how was it with your nose in it J?" Mistress Caroline asked with a wide grin on her face. Everyone else laughed aloud, which made me blush again.

"Very warm and wet, Mistress, and hard to breathe. It made my face wet, and your taste and fragrance were very erotic."

"Did you like it J?"

I smiled and lowered my eyes. "Yes, Mistress, I did, very much so."

Everyone chuckled.

"Alright J, go on. Tell us about the rest of us."

"Well, Mistress Amanda’s pussy was soft and smooth, too; but its lips were closed tighter. It smelled very fresh and clean, and it did not feel as warm as yours when I touched it with my tongue."

"Did you put your nose in it?"

"No ma’am, I didn’t."

"Why not?"

I wasn’t sure Mistress Amanda would want me to do that."

Everyone stayed silent and no one, myself included, looked at Mistress Amanda.

"I think you were too cautious, my little slave boy," Mistress Caroline observed. "But go on."

"Mistress Julie was next. Her pussy was shaved very neatly, too; but it had a fuzzy little fur cap on top, and her clit was peeking our just below it. My nose got wet right away, and her clit was quite sensitive when I touched it with my tongue."

Mistress Julie smiled at everyone, perhaps just a little embarrassed when some of the others said, "Oooohh," and smiled back at her.

"Did that make you horny J?" Mistress Caroline asked, grinning at me.

"Yes ma’am, it did," I replied, smiling back.

"Well, I’m glad to see you’re a normal male J," she said. "Go on, tell us about Claire."

I smiled. "Mistress Claire’s pussy was soft and wet when I first got near it. It was shaved smooth and had a very erotic fragrance. When she pushed my nose into it, it got my face wet right away; and it tasted sweet, just like yours, Mistress."

"Mmmm. Just like mine, was it? Alright, go on J," Mistress Caroline said.

"Yes ma’am." I realised now that I could speak freely. Nobody was getting upset with me, at least not that I could tell. "Mistress Sara’s pussy was very different from the others." Before I could say more, everyone laughed. Mistress Sara laughed hardest. It was hidden in a great red bush of the most soft and curly fur. Like the others, it smelled very erotic, and I liked the taste, once I got my tongue through the hair." More laughter.

When the laughter had died down, Mistress Caroline asked, "And what about Mistress Lucy?"

"Just like the others, her pussy was warm, wet and sweet. I could tell she keeps it shaved, but she must have been too busy to shave it for a couple days, because it felt just like my face when I don’t shave for a day or two."

"Maybe she needs a slave like you to shave it for her J," Mistress Caroline said with a smile.

"That’s and excellent idea, Caroline," Mistress Lucy responded.

"Perhaps I’ll loan my slave to you Lucy, when I get him trained a bit better."

They smiled at each other. I couldn’t tell exactly what their smiles meant.

"Alright J, thank you," Mistress Caroline said to me. "You described us all very well, and from what you have told us, you found three smooth, shaved pussies here. You tell us you can tell them apart, and we are going to find out. She stood up and got three straight-backed chairs, which she placed in the middle of the room in a slight curve facing the other mistresses. "Now J, kneel in front of those chairs."

"Yes ma’am," I moved to a spot in front of them and knelt down.

"No J, facing them…and move back from them a little."

"Yes ma’am."

"Now J, I’m going to put a blindfold on you, and you are going to go back to your puppy mode. Then Mistress Julie, Mistress Claire, and I are going to sit on those chairs, but you won't know which of us is on which chair. When Mistress Julie tells you to start, you are to use your sensitive little nose and tongue to figure out which of us is on each chair. You must keep your ‘paws’ on the floor at all times. There will be a reward, if you do this correctly. There may be punishment, if you do not. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma’am."

Mistress produced a blindfold and fastened it over my eyes. It was very effective, for I could see no light at all. "Alright, sit, puppy, and await instructions from Mistress Julie."

I sat back on my heels and put my hands on the floor in front of me. I could hear the mistresses moving around. In a moment or two it became very quiet, then I heard Mistress Julie’s voice from directly behind me. "Get up, puppy. Get ready."

"Yes ma’am." I raised my butt off my heels and knelt on all fours.

I felt a hand on my ass, and Mistress Julie said, "Now, wiggle your tail for us and pant a little. You’re about to go on a pussy hunt. Any puppy should be excited about that." I heard giggles.

"Yes ma’am." I wiggled my butt from side to side and made panting noises.

"Alright, start!"

I crept forward until I bumped into a knee. I felt it with my face until I figured out which was the inside of it and which was the outside, then I moved forward between two smooth thighs. Immediately, I could detect that erotic musky pussy aroma. I touched it with my nose and found it very wet and soft. I licked the hot slit between the lips and tasted the pussy juice. I backed away and moved to my left until I found another knee. Then I repeated my actions. I crawled to my right, past the middle pair of knees, and again repeated my investigation. This time I was sure whose pussy I had just tasted. "This is Mistress Amanda," I said.

Immediately, I heard Mistress Julie’s voice saying, "Right J. Good puppy. Now, which of the other two is Mistress Caroline?"

I wasn’t sure, so I crawled back and investigated each of them again. This time I inserted my nose and my tongue deep into each hot pussy and found the clit with my tongue. I was hoping that, if I aroused one of them enough, she might moan and I would recognize the voice. Both mistresses wiggled their butts around a bit, but they remained quiet. I thought I could remember how Mistress Caroline had smelled and tasted, but I wasn’t completely sure. After a moment to ponder what I should do, I put my face between the thighs of the one in the middle chair, tasted her pussy once more, and said, more confidently than I really felt, "This is Mistress Caroline."

Two hands grasped my head and pushed it firmly into the crotch in front of me. She rocked back and forth, hugging my head between her legs and cried out, "GOOD BOY, J! I wasn’t sure you would remember so well what I taste like!" I hoped she wouldn’t suffocate me in her enthusiasm. Finally, she released my head and said, "Stand up, my slave, and take of that blindfold. Let me see how MY COCK is reacting to all this."

I stood up in front of her. My cock was also standing erect and throbbing with each beat of my heart. "Yes, Mistress," I said dutifully.

"Good boy J, has all this gotten you excited? Would you like to cum?" Mistress asked cheerfully.

"Oh yes, Mistress, it has and I would," I said, smiling at her.

"Very good J. Then that shall be your reward. You shall be allowed to cum," Mistress told me.

"Thank you, Mistress. Where? When?"

"Here and now J. MY COCK certainly looks ready. Stand here, where all of us can watch, and stroke it for us. Mind you, don’t cum until I tell you to."

"Yes, Mistress," I said. I was horny, and being allowed to masturbate would be enjoyable, but I had never done it in front of a group of women before, and I was a so embarrassed. I was not sure why, considering what I had been doing for the past hour or so. I stepped back and, facing the mistresses, began slowly stroking my cock. I was very much aware that all the mistress’s eyes were fixed on me, watching me. All were smiling and some were licking their lips. None was making eye contact with me. All were intent on watching my hands and my cock. It was a bit unnerving.

I planted my feet wide apart and concentrated on the pleasant sensations in my crotch. It was not long before the assembly of ladies watching me was no longer on my mind. I was rapidly approaching a state in which I was only aware of my cock. I was holding my balls with my right hand and stroking rhythmically with my left. My eyes were closed and my knees bent slightly. My breathing was becoming deeper. I barely heard Mistress Caroline’s voice, as if it were coming from a long way off.

"Slowly J, hold back, don’t cum yet, not yet, hold back J, hold back."

I stroked a bit more slowly, but I could not stop. I was trying to hold back, but I could feel the hot cum churning inside me.

"Not yet J, not yet."

I began to moan softly. Suddenly, my knees dipped, the muscles in my pelvis contracted violently, my hips thrust forward, and a stream of thick white cum erupted from my penis. "AAAHHH." I nearly fell. I continued to stroke, smearing slick, sticky fluid over my rigid prod. "AAAHHH." I shot another stream of hot cum. "AAAHHH." And another. Finally, I was spent. I could hardly stand. The tension in my body subsided, and I stood up straight, still holding the shaft of my cock. Its head was wet and glistening with sticky fluid. A last white drop appeared at its tip. I opened my eyes.

The mistresses were all sitting forward in their seats. They began to applaud, all talking at once. I felt incredibly self-conscious. I let go my softening cock and lowered my head.

Mistress Caroline said, sternly, "Very good show J, but you came without my permission!"

"Yes, Mistress…Sorry, Mistress…I couldn’t help it, Mistress."

Mistress approached me and snapped a leash onto my collar. "You must learn self control. Come with me." She led me to the kitchen and to the cage in the corner. "Alright, puppy, in you go!"

"Yes, Mistress." Obediently, I dropped to all fours and crawled inside.

"Now, sleep off your disobedience," Mistress Caroline ordered as she left the room. She sounded stern, but she was smiling.

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