Pleasure in Pain

*** Authors note: In this chapter the characters will use ****. I do not promote the use of **** and it is only used the show the moral downfall of one of the characters. ***

Shaw asked ‘Alice’ to lay flat on her stomach on the bed.

She didn’t even ask why, she just obeyed her new Master.

He retuned with a red wax candle in his hand and a plate of white powder in the other.

“Have you ever tried cocaine my dear?”

“No and I’m not sure I want to.”

Susan was a hero. In the past she had stopped **** dealers and was even the godmother of an anti-**** association.

“But you are not Susan right now. You are Alice and you want to please your Master,” whispered the Priest in Susan's mind.

“Hooo and why not?”

‘Alice” took a straw and snorted a line of powder. She instantly felt a flow of energy and of lust. Her first thought was that she should have tried this earlier and then kissed her lover after he did his line.

“And what about hot wax? Also your first time?”

“Yes Master, but I’m ready to try anything for you.”

When the first drop of burning wax hit her back she could feel half a second of intense pain fallowed by the bliss of it cooling down immediately.

‘Alice’ had already made hers the concept the Priest had laid down in her mind. Pain is pleasure.

She never knew where and when the drops were going to fall. Shoulder, legs, back or ass. Each time she let out a little moan of surprise and pleasure, even asking for more.

He told her to laid down on her back and then her breasts and vagina were the targets of the red wax. Each time she twisted her body with pain and pleasure. Biting and licking her lips. She wanted more.

Her Master pulled her chain to get her off the bed but asked her to walk on all fours. She rippled her ass while “walking” like this. When they arrived at the cross he kissed her while at the same time pulling her nipple ring and fingering her pussy. It didn't last long but it was better then what the other guy had done with her for the last few years.

He made her stand up again, facing the cross and tied her hands to each upper end of the cross.

Behind her Shaw had picked a flogger and started to whip it in the air. She could hear the sound of it. Part of her was afraid, but another part was so horny about what was going to happen.

“I’m thinking about a number. If you guess it, it’s going to be the number of times I’m going to whip you. If you guess less, I’m going to double my number. If you guess more, that will be the new number.”

How much was he going to give her? How sadistic could he be? She thought that since it was her first time, he would spare her a little.

“No, he won’t.” The Priest of **** sent her the image of his evil grin.

“50, Master.” She finally told.

“Well I was going for 20 but if you insist.”

The first strike was more a caress then anything. Just for her to discover the touch of the leather straps.

“Count, ****! And thank me!”

“1. Thank you, Master!”

With each whip he was hitting a harder, with each whip she thanked him. At first it hardly hurt her at all but when she arrived at the 20th whip it was already painful. But she kept thinking that pain IS pleasure. The Priest of Hell was delighted by how well she had learned her lesson, and was taking pleasure from it and her suffering.

Each whip was at a different part of her body, but he loved to hit her ass.

At 49 someone entered the room. Sue could not see who it was but she felt insecure about that.

“I heard that you have a new pet, Sebastian.”

“Indeed Emma, her name is Alice and she is the best slut I’ve seen in years.”

“Can I?”

“Of course. It was going to be her 50th and last.”

‘Alice’ felt the last hit on her back. It was not as powerful as the ones of her Master but that woman didn’t hold back.

“50. Thank you, Master.”

Emma was amused to see the pure Invisible Woman turned into a sow in the hands of Sebastian.

Shaw untied ‘Alice's’ hands and she could see that Emma was a platinum blond woman of cold beauty wearing a white leather dominatrix outfit. She was on one of the paintings. Emma pulled Susan with the chain, squeezing their breasts together and gave her a soft and sensual kiss before biting her lower lip.

Susan had never thought about women before, but like all the new things today, she loved it and wanted more.

“It was nice meeting you Alice. Looking forward seeing you again.”

Me too, was thinking Susan.

Emma left the room without a word or looking back.

“I’m proud of you Alice. You did well. You are going to be a first class sex ****”

This man praising her was melting her heart and her soul. All she wanted was to make him happy. But…

“Thank you, Master. I loved the experience but to be honest I would also love to dominate.”

“I see. You could be a switch. For my part I’m not very fond of being dominated but I can fix something for you.”

He went to his phone and talked to someone named Tessa. She returned to the bed to snort another line and laughed at the thought of the next time she was going to do an ad against that.

Tessa arrived shortly. She was a cute brunette with long hair worn up, high heels, garter belt attached to black stocking, a black latex waist cincher and a collar like Sue's. She had piercings on both her tits and on her clit.

“What can I do for you, Sebastian?”

“Today you will let this woman dominate you. You will call her Mistress Malice. Understood?”

In a turn of events, Susan was once again Mistress Malice but this time she was under no mind control.

“Yes Sir.”

Tessa knelt before ‘Malice', looking down the floor.

“Hello Mistress Malice. My name is Tessa and I will be your **** today.”

She was so cute. Susan wanted to kiss her. ‘Malice' wanted to **** her.

‘Malice’ unlocked the chain from her collar, fastened it to the collar of her **** and pulled to make her stand. No resistance was made by Tessa.

“Mine!” said ‘Malice’ before kissing her ****, who responded to her passionate kiss with a gentle and submissive one.

“Show her who the Mistress is,” commanded the Priest for the first time.

When she had enough she brought Tessa to a wooden contraption that hung from the ceiling by four chains. It was a long triangle and she made her **** sit on it, each leg at the side of a triangle, her pussy sitting on the upper edge.

She handcuffed Tessa's wrists behind her back and attached little weights to each of her ankles.

The Mistress took the flogger.

“You know the drill ****. Tell me a number.”

Sue didn’t have time to hear a number before a thought went through her head. “I did 50, so she must at least do the same.”

“30, Mistress.”

“Too bad, slut. It was 51 so now it’s going to be a 102.”

‘Malice’ started to whip her lovely ****. Like Shaw, she started slowly, then more and more harder. With each whip, Tessa moved a little and made the contraption move like a swing, with the movement and the weight her pussy was rubbing on the wooden edge making her move even more. Tessa was moaning pleasure and pain and ‘Malice’ was entranced by doing it.

The Cebonit Priest was satisfied. Everything was going according to the plan. Soon Levithan would have a new herald of sex and ****.

When she was going to hit for the 52nd time, Sebastian held her hand still.

“It's going to be enough for today Alice.”

She immediately understood that by calling her that, he had just taken away any dominance rights from her.

“Yes Master, thank you.”

“Help me unbind Tessa and after that both of you go the bathroom.”

Both women were in the bathroom looking at the marks of their **** and helping each other clean up. Sue was thinking of how to hide her bruises from Reed.

“I hope I did not go too hard on you.”

“Don’t worry. That’s part of the job and if I didn’t like it I wouldn't do it.”

“Thank you for being my first ****.”

“No need to thank me. It's part of my job.”

“Did you like my kiss?”

“Liking your kiss or not is not what I was needed for, but yes it was good.”

When they returned to the room Shaw was gone. He left a note saying he had work to do and would only see Alice again when she had completed two tasks. She was disappointed to not kiss him goodnight.

The first task was not having any sex with Reed. “Easy” thought Sue.

The other was that she had to have sex with someone close to Reed. It could be a friend, co-worker or family member. She could not return before this, and he had the means to know if it would be true.

What was she going to do?