After hours

Part 3



It took about a week to get to Saffron City, and during that time I began to develop an extreme fondness for Monica. She was sweet, she was so affectionate, and even when her lack of self control disappointed me, her enthusiasm was very endearing. Having her curl up at my feet and lavish comfort on them as I drifted to sleep every night...like I said, it was wonderful and something that I wanted to have forever after. And I was sure that she and Clair would actually get along very well, which made me even happier.



We spent a while wandering the city before going to Sabrina’s Gym. As we approached the building, I could feel a tingle running through my whole body. Suddenly there was a flash of light. When my eyes cleared, I saw Sabrina standing in front of me.



“You arrived a few minutes later than I thought. Interesting,” she said in an extremely calm voice.



“You knew we were coming?” Monica asked, forgetting her place (not for the first time that day, either) and addressing someone else before I had spoken. I let out a sigh and made a note to add that to the list of things she needed punishing for later that day.



For a second it looked almost like Sabrina smirked. “I knew before either of you did. In fact, I was the one who made your Mistress think of coming to me,” she explained in a matter-of-fact voice.



“Now then, first thing first. I have collars for all your new slaves, Jasmine,” Sabrina said, holding up her hand. Several metallic rings appeared, floating around her fingertip. It took me a few seconds to realize that there were thirteen of them.



“So...I-I guess that’s...that\'s how many I’m going to end up with?!” I asked, amazed.



“Yes. Well...for now, at least. Two of them are already yours. I‘ll send these to them, but you’ll have put them on yourself the next time you see them, of course.”



As soon as she said that, a dark red one disappeared.



“Caroline will know about it instantly,” she commented in an off-hand fashion. “I’ll let you do this one yourself.”



And with that, a black collar floated over so that it was just at hand level for me to take. I gripped it, feeling a slight static charge for a split second. I looked to Monica. She seemed to know what needed to be done, and got down onto her hands and knees, looking downward reverently.



“Monica, do you pledge yourself to me, now and forever?” I asked solemnly.



She nodded. “Yes, Mistress Jasmine! I promise to serve you for the rest of my life, and even in the next!” she said softly.



"Do you accept my judgment as absolute, through reward and reprimand? Do you agree to walk the road of fulfillment and self-improvement with absolute obedience to my guidance?"



"Yes, Mistress Jasmine...I want nothing more than to become a girl worthy of being yours," she replied.



I lowered my voice and stroked her head fondly. "And do you understand that I love you, Monica? In the way that I love all my girls, but also in a way all your own, unshared by anyone else?" I said to her quietly.



I could see a tear run down her cheek. "Yes, Mistress Jasmine, I understand. And I love you, too, so much!" she replied.



I opened the collar and slid it into place, closing it tightly. Monica looked down at it happily. “Thank you, Mistress.”



I kissed her on the forehead. “No. Thank you,” I said softly, before turning back to Sabrina.



“So...um...why did you, um, why did you influence me, anyway?” I asked. Sabrina actually smiled for a second.



“I have my reasons. For now, let’s just say I enjoy playing matchmaker, and helping all of these girls is just something I couldn’t pass up,” she said, twirling the collars around.



“Now, if you want, I can send her to your home,” she said, pointing to Monica. I looked to her. She nodded.



“If it’s alright with you, Mistress Jasmine, I would love to meet the others as soon as I can...even though I do really hate to be apart from you.”



I thought it over for a few seconds and decided that it was best if she did meet the others. “Alright, send her, please.”



As soon as the words left my lips, she was engulfed in a burst of light, and vanished.



“Now then, Jasmine, before you leave to find your next slave girl, would you like to have some fun with me?” Sabrina asked, still twirling the collars over her head like a halo. I didn’t even need to consider it before answering with a yes. In another flash of light, we were in a large garden. Sabrina was wearing a purple corset and matching elbow-length latex gloves. I looked around, expecting to see Erika.



“She had to do some work at her shop today,” Sabrina said, answering my question before I could even ask it. “Just as well. I want a moment just to us for now. A chance for the greatest mistress of all to experience what another mistress has to offer.”



My outfit was suddenly reset to bondage mode, and before I could react, several tendrils grew out of it, reaching up to the ceiling and walls, suspending me several feet off the ground. It wrapped around my arms and legs, spreading wide and holding them in place, while another bit came up and wrapped around my mouth, forming a gag.



Sabrina floated up in front of me. “You really are cute, Jasmine. Perhaps the cutest, sexiest little girl I have ever seen, and I have seen many. Pram would probably throw a fit if she heard me say that. But I can\'t help but wonder what you’d look like with a fully mature body. And I know you\'ve wondered and wished for the same thing...”



She brushed a gloved hand over my chest. The moment she did, I felt an odd tingle. I looked down and saw that my breasts were beginning to grow! As I watched, Sabrina traced her hands along every part of my body. Everywhere she touched began to tingle as well, and then grow. After a few moments, the growing stopped, and Sabrina looked me over.



“Very nice. If you were anyone with a less gorgeous young body, I would say the world was missing out. As it is...you were destined to be gorgeous either way,” she said, snapping her fingers. A large mirror appeared in front of me so I could get a better look at myself. I hadn’t grown much taller, but my breasts had grown to a medium sized B-cup, while my hips had grown several inches wider, giving me a much more curvy appearance. Just

looking at myself was getting me horny! I\'ve always wanted to be more physically mature, and even if I\'ve come to accept my body as it is, this was still amazing. But the bindings prevented me from being able to do anything.



“Let me help you,” Sabrina said, snapping her fingers again, producing one of the super powerful rings she owned and that we\'ve all heard of. She slipped it into the gel right above my crotch, and instantly the vibrations began to travel through every part of my gel suit. I moaned loudly around the gag as my entire body was racked with pleasure. I closed my eyes in pleasure, but suddenly I felt them pulled open, and I was forced to look in the mirror and watch myself writhing in pleasure, pulling against the gel ropes. Sabrina moved around behind me and reached up, cupping one of my enlarged breasts, giving it a hard squeeze, while her other hand went to my crotch, easily slipping a finger in. She tweaked my nipple hard as she pumped her fingers. Then, to add to the nearly overwhelming pleasure, her fingers began to vibrate with the same power of the ring that she had placed just above my clit. I knew it was more than I could take, but just as soon as the feeling of orgasm was approaching, it went away.



“It wouldn’t be any fun if it ended this soon, now would it?” she whispered into my ear as the hand on my breast began to vibrate as fast as the one between my legs. Right away the feeling of orgasm hit, but disappeared just as quickly. She kept it up for almost an hour, bringing me right to the edge, only to take it away, until finally I could take no more.



(LET ME CUM RIGHT NOW!!!) I screamed out in my mind, knowing she could hear.



She did as I demanded, pushing her fingers into my pussy even deeper than before. My entire body went stiff for a second as I was hit by some of the most intense waves of pleasure I have ever felt in my entire life. The orgasm lasted for nearly ten minutes, the gel bonds just barely able to hold me up as I pulled against them hard in an orgasmic fit.



When I finally calmed down, my head slumped forward as I gasped for air.



“Now then, let’s move on to the next bit of fun,” she said, moving around in front of me. I almost wanted to say something about getting some rest, but I but I decided not to. But of course, she could hear my thoughts.



"Do you need a break?" she asked with a strange expression on her face. She had her usual cold, controlling expression, but there was something...acquiescent about her eyes, somehow. Now that I reflect back on it, it was like she was trying to hide whatever emotion she was feeling. But I have no idea what it was.



"No...no, I\'m fine," I said. I didn\'t want to appear to be weak before this famous mistress, and anyway, this was too much fun to waste time away from!



Suddenly I was flipped onto my back, still held by the gel ropes. The panties and bra pulled away and formed into tentacles. The ones near my chest wrapped tightly around my new breasts. Small suction cups formed around the tips before clamping down on my nipples, while others wrapped around my legs in two separate spirals, one set moving down my legs and to my feet before spreading out, going in between each toe, producing tiny suckers for each digit. The rest moved up my legs, splitting again into five more tentacles. One of them clamped over my clit, sucking on it softly as a tiny tongue began to lick all over it. At the same time, two others spread my labia wide as one slid into my cunny. The fifth and final one began to probe around my rear, just barely touching it. I began to writhe slightly, but couldn’t move.



“Don’t struggle,” Sabrina said as she floated up just above me. This comment caused me to fix a sudden glare on her. I may not be all-powerful and I may be shy normally, but when it comes to sex, I am a domme, a Mistress, and I will NOT be ordered around or spoken down to by anyone, no matter how powerful or dominant they think they are or what compromising position I happen to be in. I WILL be respected for who I am!



Sabrina\'s face shifted to a surprised expression, and her eyes were even a bit regretful, I think. I hadn\'t told her any of what I just thought, or even formed it into words, but I\'m sure she could read the basic feeling from it.



"I\'m sorry. Treating my sex partners as submissive is habit by now. I did not mean offense. I wasn\'t thinking," she said.



Feeling more myself now, I thought to her, (Apology expected. Now get rid of this gag. It\'s insulting to force another mistress to wear it!)



The gag immediately slid away. I smiled. "Now that that\'s gone...well, the rest of this is very fun, so I don\'t mind. But it\'s not fair if I get all the pleasure, and I want to taste the famous Sabrina. Come over here. Now!" I ordered.



Sabrina moved so that her crotch was just above my face. The sight and scent of her cunny was overwhelmingly appealing, and I just had to taste it. So I lifted my head up as best as I could, and plunged my tongue into her, moaning just as the tentacle gently touched its tip to my rear. I lapped away at her cunny as the tentacles kept sucking and pumping away faster than any toy I had ever used before. The one in my pussy grew longer and wider with each passing second. After what felt like hours, I came, letting out an incredibly loud moan, which was enough to push Sabrina over the edge, as well.



As the waves of pleasure died down, the tingling returned, and I felt my body shrinking back to its true size and shape, as the gel receded back into my usual clothing, while gently lowering me to the ground.



“I have some other things to attend to. But this has been fun...and very informative,” Sabrina said as her clothes returned to normal, as well. I wondered why it was informative, but if she was going to explain, she would.



“Oh, and just to let you know: the collars will guide you to the girls that they go to, and will glow when you get near them,” Sabrina explained, lifting me up off the ground. "You would find them anyway, but this will save you some time."



She snapped her fingers, and a bottle of blue liquid appeared. “Drink this,” she said, handing it to me. I popped the cap and downed it in a single gulp. Right away I felt a surge of energy rush through my entire body.



“You won’t need to sleep for about a week now, which should make things easier for you to find the others,” she explained. "I\'ll see you again soon."



I was engulfed in light. When my eyesight cleared, I found myself standing just outside of the gym. It took me a few seconds to realize that the bag I was carrying was glowing. I opened it up and saw two of the collars glowing, one sea green and the other sky blue. Somehow I knew the direction I needed to go to find them, most likely from some influence of Sabrina’s power. So I began to walk, and the collars started to glow brighter and brighter, until I saw a large carven stopped by the roadside.



The lead truck of the caravan was stuck in a ditch. I recognized them as a group of performers I had seen once before, and of course heard about on your show, Mary. I could easily guess who among them were meant for me: the mother and daughter couple of Meredith and Lizabeth. I thought about just finding them and telling them about my intentions, but I was nervous, so I decided to help them out first. At least then the first thing I said to them would be, "Want to join a harem?"



I offered to help them, but it seemed that none of the performers recognized me, so I just took out one of my Pokeballs and called out Metagross, who was easily able to lift the truck up and move it out of the ditch. As thanks, they offered to let me stay for dinner, which I accepted.



All through the meal, I noticed that Lizabeth and her mother kept flirting

with each other, the rest of the people not paying any attention to them at all (they were probably used to it).



The meal was done, and the dishes put away. They offered to let me stay the night with them, which I gratefully accepted. Once I was alone with the two women, I asked if they knew who was.



“I didn’t at first, but I figured it out pretty quickly. You\'re Jasmine, aren’t you?” Meredith asked with a smile. I nodded.



“That’s right. I must say, I really loved the story about the two of you,” I said, causing Lizabeth to blush very lightly.



“I loved your stories, as well,” Meredith commented, putting an arm around her daughter. "They\'re always very sexy...so much that sometimes we like to role-play that we\'re Clair or May afterwards."



“So what brings you out here, anyways?” Lizabeth asked, clearly a little embarrassed.



“Well, I’m going around, looking for some more girls to join my family,” I explained. “I want to be the best mistress I can be, and that means being a great mistress to many girls who want to be my slaves, or need my guidance to make them better or happier. And...I was wondering if maybe the two of you would want to join,” I stated bluntly, surprised at my own boldness. But then, I always seem be less shy and more in tune with my dominant self when talking or thinking about it.



Lizabeth blushed even brighter. “I...I kind of would...how about you, Mom?” she asked, looking to her mother, who kissed her lightly.



“I think I would, too. Our family here hasn’t been doing too well, and my husband doesn’t really approve of my relationship with Lizabeth. Maybe we both need a new life,” she explained.



“Great. But you\'re not just in like that. I need to test you to see if you\'re going to fit into this life style well. How about we go to the trailer for that?” I suggested.



With that, the three of us went into Lizabeth’s trailer, locking the door behind us. I ordered both of them to strip, which they did quickly. As I looked them over, I couldn’t help but be impressed by how similar they looked. Despite her age, Meredith could easily pass for an older sister to her own daughter.



I switched the ring from normal to bondage, and pulled off a bit of it, which I used to bind Lizabeth’s hands behind her back and gag her. I pushed her so that she was lying stomach-down on her bed. I then tore off a bit more of my suit and used it to make a rope, which I used to tie Meredith’s hands together. I looped it over a hook on the back of the bathroom door.



“Where are your toys?” I asked. As soon as she told me, I gagged her, as well, and got out a large dildo and a pair of egg vibrators. Using a bit more of the gel, I placed them over her nipples and put the dildo in just enough so that it would stay in place, but only if she clenched her inner muscles very tightly.



“If you cum before I give you permission, or you drop the toy, your daughter will be punished,” I told her, trying to sound as cold and threatening as I could, before taking out another large dildo. I jammed it as far into Lizabeth’s pussy as I could, and, using a piece of gel, I attached the super powerful ring to the base of the toy and gave her the same threat as I had with her mother.



I decided to just watch the two of them for several minutes to see which one would fail first. Yes, I was, indeed, waiting for them to fail, waiting to punish one harshly and let the other one feel the shame of having failed her beloved. It must seem cruel of me, and I agree, it was cruel. And I hated it. I never want to be cruel, ever, a cruel mistress is a lousy, inexperienced simpleton who doesn\'t understand her role. But this was important. Meredith and Lizabeth had been too casual about joining me, had decided too easily. I wanted to have them, and I felt that they would benefit from it, but I wasn\'t going to let them think it was all fun and games. I wanted them to know for sure that there would be bad times, too, punishments for when they didn\'t do well enough. And I also wanted to cement in their mind the fact that I was to be their mistress and their loyalty and life would be given to me above all else, even more than each other. They needed to know that what I said was law, and that sometimes that wasn\'t fun.



Just as I was getting bored, Lizabeth let out a loud moan, shaking her hips violently.



“Well, it looks like you\'re going to need some stamina training. And your poor mother will pay the price for your failure now,” I said, yanking the toy out. I moved her to the floor with her legs spread wide, and then I pulled Meredith down. The motion of it caused the toy to fall out of her cunny.



“Well, it looks like the daughter isn\'t the only one who can fail the person she loves. It looks like both of you are getting punished now,” I commented, making her lie down on the floor, her face pressing right against her daughter’s pussy. I dug around in my bag, looking for a few of the toys that I had brought with me. After a few seconds, I found exactly what I wanted: a mid-sized strap-on dildo coved in large bumps. I put it on quickly and lubed it up.



“I don’t really like punishing anyone. But when you disobey, I don’t really have much of a choice. This life will not be just a bunch of carefree, fun sex. When you make a mistake, there are consequences, and most of the time, they are not fun at all,” I said, pressing the tip of the toy against Meredith’s anus. Like most women, I really don\'t like anal sex. A tiny amount of stimulation there is okay, but usually it\'s painful to penetrate there. So I don\'t do much of it with my girls, and it\'s not a usual punishment. But I was trying to send a very strong message here.



“Keep in mind, it’s because of you that this is happening,” I said, locking eyes with Lizabeth as I thrust toy in up to the base in one quick motion. Meredith let out a muffled scream, but I ignored it (even though it made me want to do nothing more than stop and just hug her tight and apologize), and began to pump my hips as hard and fast as I could. Every time I moved, her face would be ground hard into her daughter’s crotch. As I pounded away at her, I could see that Lizabeth was tearing up. It made me feel guilty, but I needed to do this to make sure my new subs know their place, and also know what they were getting into with me. After a few minutes, I pulled out, tossing the toy to the side. I grabbed the gel rope and pulled Meredith to her feet, putting her back on the door’s hook.



“Now it’s your turn to watch helplessly as the one you love suffers from your actions," I said, licking away a small amount of Lizabeth’s juices from Meredith’s face before pulling the gag down long enough to kiss her and let her get some of the cum in her mouth.



Once I put the gag back in place, I went over to Lizabeth. I made her

stand up. I picked up the dildo I had used on her earlier and took the ring off of it, and used another tiny piece of gel to glue it to her clit. She moaned loudly, but I jammed the dildo into her pussy as deeply as I could and started pumping it. I brought her to orgasm in no time.



To make her more sensitive for what I had planned next, I pulled the dildo out and went over to the bag. I got out a blindfold. I slipped it in place and got out a specially-made fake knife. It’s made of real metal, but the blade is completely dull. I always keep it in a special case that keeps it freezing cold, so that it feels like it’s razor sharp.



“Alright, Lizabeth, I’m going to give you a few little nicks for your punishment,” I said, pressing the edge of the blade against the bottom of her breasts. She let out a sharp squeal and tried to worm away.



"If you move too much, I might cut you worse,” I murmured softly as I traced the blade down her stomach. "This is what it means to give yourself up to someone, to become their slave. It\'s not just fun sex all the time, it\'s not just doing some chores or saying "Yes, Mistress" sometimes. You are letting someone else take total control, someone who can make unfair demands, punish you cruelly, hurt the ones you love, and even really hurt you. That is what the agreement to submit that you and your mother just gave me a few minutes ago so easily means. That\'s the risk you run when you give someone total power over you, girls. Now where should I hurt you first?"



Her entire body was completely rigid as I made lazy circles around her belly button. A lot of times, psychological torture is far better than anything else, and from the sweat that was forming all over her body, I could tell that it was having a powerful effect on Lizabeth. I looked back at Meredith and saw that she couldn’t stand seeing her daughter having to go through this, tears in her eyes and pain on her face as she watched her daughter and lover menaced with a knife. So I decided to end it with one last scare. I very lightly ran the edge of the knife over her clit, which made her jerk hard as she screamed against her gag.



I put the knife back in its case and unbound Lizabeth, who immediately collapsed onto her knees. I pulled her into a tight hug, shushing her.



“It’s alright...it\'s okay. I didn\'t hurt you, sweety. I’d never actually hurt you, or anyone,” I whispered before freeing her mother, who pulled her

into a tight hug. I stood aside for a few moments, wondering if maybe I had gone a little too far. But I had to do this. People who want to join this kind of life style need to know the consequences, need to think about them before they let themselves be taken.



But they invited me to join in their hug. I did. I asked what they thought about the punishment, and my offer.



“Well, it was really freighting, but I kind of liked the thrill of it...I’ve never gone trough anything like it before,” Lizabeth said, her voice sounding a lot calmer. "You say you\'d never actually hurt me, and I believe you."



“It wasn’t the most pleasant time I’ve ever had...but that actually kind of makes me want to just try harder next time not to make a mistake and cause it again,” Meredith said happily.



“Alright then. Since you both took your punishments so well, I’m going to reward you now,” I said, going through their toys. I found a double-ended dildo. I slid one end into my own cunny and lay back on the bed, while Lizabeth took the other end for herself. I began to move my hips, holding her in place with both hands. I then called Meredith over so I could eat her out. Right away I pushed my tongue in as deeply as I could, moaning softly. As I did that, the two leaned in toward each other, kissing passionately.



The three of us kept it up for nearly two hours, switching places a few times, until we all began to get sleepy. So we all curled up together, one of them on each side, just like I would at home. The familiar warmth of it made me a little homesick, so I decided it was time to head home. I figured that if I was meant to get the other girls, then I’d find them no matter what.