Acquisition!

When I woke up I checked on Titus, still sedated, and the implants were being done, he would be finished later, I had some things I wanted to do.

I went shopping and received an alert halfway through, once Lucy had been taken back to her 'home'.

Lucy was an 'indentured worker' a scheme that had benefits, where people who were in more debt than they could pay off would live in an open prison/home, and would work off their debt, it worked well, when done right.

Within an hour of the cops returning her, I showed up looking like a billionaire and asked to see her.

She looked tired, we talked for a moment, and then I bought her outright, Seventeen had checked the contracts she had signed so there were no strings attached and she walked out all mine, and dressed well.

I explained everything once we were in the car and she seemed to take it in quietly, and after a while said: "I'd really like to kick him in the nuts!"

"You CAN, I laughed, You can jump on them, kick them, rip em off and wear them as earrings . . . I just want to see some . . . unnatural justice!"

We got back, she was dressed to kill, and given a couple of lessons in dominating, fortunately she already had experience in dominating, so the lesson was short.

I took her to my little dungeon, we were wearing matching outfits, corsets & stockings, with the only difference was that I had secretary style stilettos, and Lucy had 2 inch strappy platform heels.

I pulled the drawer out, exposing a prepped and restrained Titus, Lucy took a step back, a breath, then forward.

Titus's shaft was shrink wrapped for the chrome chastity device, that now held his cock, he was held down with metal bands, and gagged. The drawer slid out onto an arm, and was slid to the floor in the middle of the room, and he started to come round.

Lucy stepped forward, visibly fighting with herself, part of her wanted to run out, part of her wanted to run up and kick his balls so hard he'd end up with two small coin shaped objects in his chest area. Fortunately she managed to calm herself, and walk slowly, and got more confident with each step.

The sedation was out of his system and he was waking up with the movement, he snapped awake as the cold rubber pressed slowly down on his balls; the sudden shock of being in control, then being on the floor, restrained, with the woman whose face he was just screwing now had the reins.

"I'm going to call you Bitch, if you don't respond to the names I give, or if you have a problem with them, you get punished. So… do you have a problem with that, Bitch?"

His gag misted his dry mouth then retracted. He looked up and nodded. "Yes that's, eh . . . uh . . . fine!"

"Oh and when you open your mouth to speak, you call me, Ma'am, and you call her Mistress." She pointed at me.

"Okay."

"Hmm?"

"Okay, Ma'am!"

"We'll punish that one later."

"Right now there are two of us, and you have no way of escaping, so no biting, eh?"

She slammed her ass down on his face, and started to gently rock her weight back and forth, his licking was not as urgent as it should have been, so the chair I was sitting in provided me with a riding crop, that I threw to Lucy.

She grabbed it out of the air, started to screw his face a little faster and brought the crop down on his balls, making him give out a muffled scream.

CRACK!

MMMMMHHH

"With ENTHUSIASM, Bitch!"

CRACK!

OOOOORRGHH

CRACK!

MMH MMH MMH

CRACK!

MMMMMMM

CRACK!

MMMMRRRRHHHH

The licking resumed, faster.

"Oooooh yeah, That's better!"

Seventeen came with a tray that held a pitcher of fruit juice, and a pair of stem glasses, all nicely presented.

I sat, sipped, and tickled Seventeen's balls, as I watched Lucy gyrate on Bitch's face, with a growing orgasm.

"Oh yeah that's right, you'll learn. Get used to this, Bitch."

Yes . . .

OoooOOooh . . .

Yeah . . .

Yeah . . .

YEAH

YEEEEAH. . .

OH . . .

OOH . . .

NNNNGHHHEEEAAAHHH . . .

OOOOOH . . .

Oh . . . oh . . . ooh.

Lucy stood and looked down.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The crop came down quickly on his tender ball bag, and the sound that came out was a twisted howl, that lasted until he was out of air.

I waved Lucy away and the stretcher started to move, and when he was done screaming the metal bands were holding him in a bent forward position, like he was in stocks. I stood and Lucy saw my 7 inch strap-on, and smiled.

I stalked forward, handed Lucy a strap-on and she started to pull it on.

I slapped Bitch in the face with my 'cock' and said: "Ma'am here, is going to have a 'moment of reciprocity' with your face, I'm going to work on the other end, so does Bitch want the cane, or the cock? I'd LIKE to cane you, but I'll screw you if you beg like the Bitch you are."

. . .

"C'mon… Beg or you'll be getting the cock AND the cane."