After hours

Part 2



I decided to postpone my trip for a few weeks so I could get more acquainted with my newest slave. Caroline fit in quite nicely. Since she was May’s mother, the two of them had no problem getting along, and my forcing Caroline to do everything she was uncomfortable with that first day got her used to having May as a lover; in fact, she quickly grew to love the idea. And Clair had gotten a lot less jealous than when May first joined, although there were a few times when she’d get a bit snippy, but I quickly put her back in line. And anyway, even though it\'s annoying at the time and I have to deal with it firmly and often with punishment, that\'s just how my Clair is, and I love her even for her bad habits.



After a while, I was about to leave again when my plans were once again delayed, this time by a challenger. I had no idea who it was until I walked out into the gym arena and saw that it was Lyra. I’d heard her stories on this show, and right away I thought of how much fun it might be to have her join. But I waited until after the battle, which she was actually able to win (albeit just barely, to mention anything).



“So, Lyra, I assume you\'ve heard of how I, Clair, and May live...would you like to...well...um...did you, maybe, come here because you wanted to...become part of my family?” I asked shyly as I handed her the badge.



“Well...no...I only actually came for the badge. But now that you mention it...I’m not sure, but it could be fun!” she said. So I invited her back with me. As soon as we entered the private area of the gym, I ordered her to strip, which she did right away.



“May and Clair are out shopping, and Caroline (she\'s recently joined us) had to return home to finalize her divorce, so it will just be us,” I explained, getting more confident as I lead her to the playroom. She looked around the large room, amazed.



“Wow. I’ve never seen so many sex toys in one place,” she murmured, amazed.



“Well, you should find a lot of these interesting,” I told her as I lowered some of the chains.



“Have you ever been upside-down before?” I asked with a little grin. She shook her head.



“Not like that, but it should be fun!” she said.



I very quickly hooked her up, and lifted her off the ground. After shifting it around slightly so that she was upside down, I switched my ring over to my bondage mode, minus the panties, and moved so that we could do a vertical sixty-nine. As I licked her cunny, her juices quickly began to overflow, running down my chin and chest all the way down to where she was eating me out, so her juices got mixed in with mine as she licked away at my cunny. It didn’t take her very long to cum, and when she did, it sprayed out and completely drenched my face, a lot of it getting into my hair! I came a few seconds after her. I stepped back.



“Wow...I’ve heard both stories and seen a lot of videos of girls squirting, but it’s completely different in person!” I said, licking away some from my face before unchaining part of her and moving her around so that she could lick the rest away herself. As she lapped away every last drop off of me, it was enough to bring me to orgasm again.



Right after she cleaned me off, I took her over to the bed and chained her down. I then got out a toy perfectly suited to her, a special dildo that I had gotten a while back. It had a long tube hooked to it with a mouth piece on the other end, so that it could suck up cum and deliver it directly to the wearer\'s mouth. Honestly, I haven\'t gotten much use out it, and I don\'t think many people do...most girls don\'t cum enough that you can really use it, and even when we cum a lot because of multiple orgasms, it\'s over a period of time, not all at once. But for someone like Lyra...



I put the mouth piece in like a gag, and then shoved the dildo in, making her moan loudly. I began to pump it hard and fast. That action alone provided enough of a vacuum to force her juices up the tube, so she could drink in every drop as soon as it leaked out of her, but even so, a lot of it was still soaking into the sheets.



“Mistress, we\'re back!” May called out. I love how she does that whenever she comes back...her voice always sounds happy, even relieved, and I know she just loves the thought that she\'s back home with me. It\'s so sweet, and flattering, and it makes me feel wonderful to know she loves being here and with me so much that it\'s a relief just to get home from something as small as shopping. I stopped for a second.



“I’ll be right back,” I told Lyra, leaving her lying there with a bit of juice trickling out of the corners of her mouth. I went out and saw them putting away all the food that they had bought, and it gave me a few ideas. I told them about Lyra being there and that I was testing to see if she would be a good addition. I told them to join as soon as the were ready, before I took a banana and headed back to the playroom. Lyra was lying there writhing in a pool of her own juices with a desperate look on her face.



“Don’t worry. I’ll make you cum soon...but if you do join us, you\'d better get used to being left without orgasm for as long as I feel like it. Obedient, abstinent patience is something I value very much in my girls, and they have to have a lot of it,” I told her, taking hold of the dildo again. I began to pump hard and fast, while stroking her clit. In no time at all, she came, bucking her hips like crazy and squirting straight up just as May and Clair walked in, causing them both to get a small shower of her cum.



“Well, that was quite a way to start things off!” Clair said, before licking some of Lyra’s cum off her face, as May did the same. I got off of her, pulling the dildo out. As soon as I did, there was another small gush of juice, which Lyra looked at with hunger in her eyes.



“Do you want to get the rest of your cum?” I asked.



“Yes!” she said quickly. I shot her a stern look, but not an angry one, since this was her first time.



“Yes what?” I asked. For a second she looked confused, but realized her mistake pretty quickly.



“Ohh...Yes, Mistress!” she said, grinning. So I unchained her. Just as she was about to reach down to wipe it up, I stopped her.



“Use your mouth.”



She looked at me, confused again. “But I’m not that flexible...um, Mistress.”



I looked over to Clair. “Then let me help you,” she said, immediately knowing what I wanted from her (she\'s so clever!). She pushed Lyra onto her back and slowly pushed her legs down, very gently, until her pussy was right in front of her face. She had her grip her legs so that they’d stay in place without help. Lyra let out a squeal of excitement as she quickly began to eat herself out, lapping away all the juices that had gathered from her previous orgasms. I have rarely seen any woman so eager, even desperate, to lick up pussy juices, and my girls are very, very enthusiastic. I don\'t think anyone on this planet loves Lyra\'s juices more than she does.



Once she had cleaned herself off, she kept going, plunging her tongue into herself, lapping away, moaning softly as she completely soaked her face.



“Wow...I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like this before,” May muttered, watching intently. I only nodded in agreement. She went on for nearly ten minutes before she came, completely soaking her face and torso. But before she could lick any of it away, I had May and Clair chain her down again. She whimpered and moaned with such helpless, animal pity that I thought she was going to burst into tears at not getting to drink any more of her cum. But I silenced her quickly by straddling her backwards. Her own cum made her entire face slick and warm.



“Lick," I ordered. I then had May peel the banana and insert one end into herself, and the other into Lyra. It was slightly under ripe, so it had a good firmness to it. After she got it in place, May began to rock her hips softly, just barely enough to tease Lyra and herself.



“Come over here,” I said to Clair, who was standing watching and squirming a little. Once she was closer, I reached out and began to finger her, trying my best to mimic how Lyra’s tongue moved. I came after only a few minutes, but didn’t get up as Lyra kept drinking up every last drop of my cum. Clair was only a few seconds after me, moaning loudly. I pulled my soaked hand away from her crotch and reached out, giving one of May’s breasts a good, hard squeeze, which was enough to set her off. She bucked her hips a little harder, pushing Lyra over the edge as well.



Once I had recovered from my orgasm, I got off of Lyra and had May move away, leaving the banana in Lyra. I pulled it out, causing her to moan lightly. After that, I broke it into four pieces so that each one of us could have some. Caroline returned the next day, and we started all over again, each taking turns, having our own fun with Lyra. The day after that, I decided to ask her what she thought.



“So how do you like things?” I asked that morning over breakfast.



“It’s a lot of fun, and I really like being around all of you,” Lyra said, looking at the others. “Especially you, Jas...um, Mistress. But...”



She trailed off, closing her eyes.



“But what, Lyra?” I asked.



“I want to keep traveling. I mean, I also want to stay with you, but mostly I want to keep going on my travels...I don\'t see myself settling down here and staying,” she said. "I\'m sorry...I could still be your slave girl and just come by now and then if you wanted, or something like that..."



I got out of my chair and went over to her, putting my hand on her shoulder. “That’s alright. This life style isn\'t for everyone, and while it would be fun to have you here, I\'m just happy that you know enough about yourself to know what you really want isn\'t here. My life dream as a mistress is to help girls find satisfaction and happiness, so seeing that you know enough about what you need to know you shouldn\'t be here with me still makes me pleased, because at least I\'ve helped you with a step in your life\'s journey, even if I couldn\'t be the last step. You’ll always be welcome to visit like any friend would, but you\'re not mine. There\'s no such thing as part timer around here; Mistress Jasmine\'s slave girls are in it for life,” I told her.



She opened her eyes and looked relieved that I wasn\'t offended. And I really wasn\'t; like I said, I was happy for her, and in addition, I was thankful that things worked out this way, because it made me realize that I would have to be careful...there would be plenty of girls out there that I might think would be fun to have in my little family, but who weren\'t meant to be sex slaves, and who wouldn\'t find joy in this lifestyle, and I couldn\'t force that issue. I had to respect people for who they were.



















The next day, both Lyra and I left, but we went our separate ways. I figured the best place to start was by talking to Sabrina...after all, she and I have a lot in common, as famous mistresses. So I boarded the S.S. Aqua to go

talk to her. As I was getting on, I saw an extremely pretty girl with shoulder-length green hair. She was wearing a maid uniform, which I found

to be irresistibly attractive. But I wasn’t able to get her attention, partly because of the crowd...but also, well, because...I\'m still shy, okay? The most I do in public to get people\'s attention is call out very softly and maybe move my hand in a little wave...



A few nights after the ship had started sailing, I went out on deck one night and saw the maid again. She was looking over the edge, watching some Water Type Pokemon swim alongside the ship. I took a deep breath and walked up to her.



“H-Hello. I’m Jasmine,” I said politely. She turned and bowed.



“I’m Monica.”



It was about then that I heard a very faint buzz that was extremely familiar. Hearing something I associate strongly with my life as a dominatrix brought me into my more commanding frame of mind, and I decided to be bold.



“Monica, lift your skirt,” I ordered in the most commanding tone I could muster without sounding perverted. She blushed.



“W...what?” she asked.



“I said lift your skirt,” I told her again in the same tone, taking a step forward. She blushed brighter and looked around. After seeing that no one was around other than me, she nodded.



“A...Alright.” And with that she reached down, grabbing the hem of her skirt. She pulled it up, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any panties, and had a large vibrating dildo jammed into her cunny.



“Well now...you\'re really perverted, aren’t you?” I said, reaching out and gently twisting the dildo. She gasped sharply.



“Please don’t!” she said, looking around. The look of slight panic and embarrassment she had made me want to tease her some more, so I reached down and gave the vibrator a slight push into her. She gasped as her legs nearly gave out. I pushed her back against the wall very softly.



“If you don’t want someone to play with you, why are you being so kinky?” I asked, giving the dildo another slight twist. She whimpered softly, tilting her head back, but didn’t say anything. I could tell by the look on her face that she was enjoying it. Another small twist, and she closed her eyes tight. I leaned in, kissing her neck softly. I kept kissing her neck as I gently moved the dildo in a gradual circle. Monica moaned softly as she wrapped her arms around my waist, but as soon as she did, I pulled away.



“What makes you think you can touch me, miss maid?” I asked. My tone was very soft, but it absolutely commanded respect. Her face was bright red from both embarrassment and desire.



“I-I-I-I’m sorry! Please don’t stop!” she said, panting with desire and taken aback at my sudden but complete authority. I could tell that she was naturally inclined to be submissive, which would probably make her easy to get, but I wanted to play with her some more. Just because I COULD make this quick and easy didn\'t mean I SHOULD. A naturally obedient girl needs just as much love, care, and attention as anyone else, so I was going to spend as much effort and time on this as I would have for someone resisting me.



“Only if you can make me cum first,” I told her, adjusting the ring’s setting slightly so that the front of my outfit was see-through, while the back stayed normal. She reached out somewhat hesitantly and touched my breasts, causing me to gasp very lightly. She began to slowly massage my breasts very softly with both hands, which were very skilled, and combined with the aphrodisiac nature of the gel, it only made it even better. But it wasn’t enough to make me cum, so I guided her hands down lower, so that she could finger me. The second she started, I knew that she was far more experienced than any of the other girls I had been with. After less than a minute, I came, HARD. I shuddered, I moaned, I convulsed as pleasure raced through me. Once it passed, I smiled at her.



“Alright. If you really want to cum...follow me to my room,” I said, changing my clothes back to normal. She nodded slightly and began to walk just a few steps behind me as I walked back to my room.



(Well, it seems that she’s already extremely well trained), I thought to myself as I opened the door and stepped in, with her closing the door behind herself.



“Now before we start, Monica I want to ask you something. Have you ever heard of me?” I asked. She nodded her head.



“Yes...you’re a Gym Leader, right?" she said.



"Yes, I am. But do you know anything else about me?" I asked.



"Well...you train Steel Type Pokemon...that\'s about all I know, though," she said.



I explained to her about myself and my girls. As I did, her eyes lit up.



“And you\'re...are you thinking about taking me in as a new slave?” she asked excitedly, looking like someone had just told her that today was her birthday and Christmas at the same time.



“It depends...but it’s looking promising. But I can’t help but wonder about why you\'re wandering around in a maid uniform,” I commented. "Don\'t get me wrong, though...it looks enchanting on you."



“W-Well, I was working as a maid for Mr. Backlot until recently, when he found out about my...hobby...and began to hit on me. So I felt it was better to quit,” Monica explained.



I thought about it for a few seconds, and decided that, if nothing else, I could hire her part-time. Clair, May, and especially Caroline certainly did a decent job keeping our home in order, and I helped them with it whenever I could without in any way compromising my authority as their mistress, but a real, trained maid would obviously be able to keep our home in perfect order.



“Alright then, I promised to make you cum, so bend over,” I said, sitting down on a chair as I turned the ring back to bondage mode. Monica did as I had told her, lying across my lap. I lifted her skirt.



“You really are a naughty girl, aren’t you? Walking around like this,” I said, giving her bottom a good pinch. She yelped lightly. “I think you need to be punished.”



“Yes, Mistress, I need to be spanked!”



I gave her rear a firm swat.



“I didn’t say you could speak,” I said firmly. “Now I’m going to have to punish you even more.”



And with that I gave her another good, firm smack, followed by another and another. After that, I took hold of the dildo and began to pump it very softly, making her moan.



“Are you enjoying your punishment?” I asked. She moaned softly again, so I grabbed her clit between my finger and thumb and pinched it, which was enough to push her over the edge and make her cry out. I kept spanking

her with one hand and twisting the dildo around with the other, Monica moaning loudly the entire time, until I brought her to orgasm again. As she

twitched in pleasure, I pulled the toy out and licked away all of her cum.



“Enjoying punishment meant to teach you a lesson...you are a very, very bad girl! I’ve made you cum twice, so now you need to serve me some more, while I think of something proper to do with such a bad girl,” I told her, softly stroking her reddened ass. She slid off of my lap without a word.



“You may speak now.”



She bowed. “Thank you, Mistress. That was so amazing, it felt so pleasurable but it hurt at the same time, and the way it hurt just...just made it so much better! And I can’t wait to make you cum as thanks!”



I sat down on the edge of the bed and lifted up my foot, which was covered by the gel shoe. I nodded to her to let her know she could begin. She slipped her fingers into the soft part of the shoe and began to rub my foot as she kissed along my leg, before taking my foot, gel shoe and all, into her mouth. Because of the gel’s nature, she was able to slip her tongue into the shoe itself and get directly to my foot. She began to swirl her tongue around between my toes, moaning very softly as she took my other foot with both hands and began massaging it. I was trembling in pleasure and arousal.



(She’s even better at doing it than Clair, who’s been with me for a few years!) I thought to myself as I felt myself on the verge of cumming just from her licking my feet. My feet are a little sensitive, like most women\'s, and like any other girl, attention to them feels good and turns me on. But even with the aphrodisiac gel surrounding them, I\'ve never been brought to orgasm\'s edge just from foot worship. I was so turned on and felt so good that I felt more pleasurable bliss than I do during some of my minor orgasms, and not only hadn\'t she quite brought me to my actual orgasm yet, I had not touched my pussy even once since she began! Her gentle, loving, deliberate, skillful foot worship, oral and by hand, was like nothing I\'d ever experienced before. I can\'t even imagine what it would feel like to one of the lucky women out there whose feet are specially pleasure-sensitive. If Cynthia ever meets Monica, I\'m sure it will be some of the most amazing sex in her life, and given Cynthia\'s life, that\'s quite something.



But even though my pussy was practically convulsing in its need to cum, I wanted it to last for a while longer, so I pulled my feet away from her.



“That’s enough of that,” I said, panting a little. Monica had the most heartbreaking look of disappointment that I had removed my feet, but I\'d made my decision.



“Now, let’s have some more fun,” I said, pulling away the gel panties. I didn’t need to tell her what to do, just give her another nod, and she reached out with both hands and spread my pussy lips with her index fingers and slipped her thumbs inside as she flicked her tongue over my clit, which was more than enough to push me over the edge in my aroused state. But she didn’t let up. She began to slowly open and close my labia as she rubbed her

thumbs along the inner folds, flicking her tongue over my clit very

quickly. I came twice more before having her stop.



I took the ring off so that I was completely nude. I had her strip as well. We fooled around for a while, just exploring each others\' bodies, but she kept going back to my feet much more often than anything else. I had to keep scolding her about that, because, as amazing as her treatment felt to my feet, I really wanted us to be exploring everything about each other, to get to know each other physically. After the second time she went back to my feet after I told her not to, I gave her a quick but very hard smack to her bottom that made her cry out.



"Monica, I said NO! You are such a bad girl...you know, only good girls are allowed to be mine. I require obedience from my girls; you can\'t be one if you don\'t do as you\'re told. You\'re a submissive person, but this penchant for being naughty..."



She looked scared and almost like she was going to cry at the thought that I was going to take back my offer. I couldn\'t take that. I sighed and hugged her. "Now don\'t get upset...it\'s okay, Monica. It\'s alright. Just because you\'re not properly behaved doesn\'t mean you won\'t be...I\'ll just have to teach you some self-restraint before we get back home. My first girl wasn\'t all that good from the start, either. In fact, maybe that\'s why I should take you in...you\'ve already let your lack of restraint mess up your life, having to quit your job because of it. Maybe as a mistress who disciplines you properly, I can be just what you need. I hope so...I want you with me," I told her.



"And I want to be with you, Mistress!" she said joyfully.



After a while, I began to get tired, and so did she. When I told her we should get to sleep, she begged to sleep at my feet, so I let her. She

moved to the end of the bed and nuzzled my left foot against her cheek, while taking the big toe of my right foot between her lips. She gently suckled as both of us drifted off to sleep. My last thought was how wonderful it would be to have this gentle, lovely feeling of my feet warmed and suckled before falling asleep every night.