She looked over at me with a smug grin and winked as Master's body tensed. I knew he was filling her with his juices. My mind screamed out, those are mine, not yours, Kitten. This was another part of my punishment, watching another service him, but my humiliation was not complete. Master pulled out of Kitten, swatted her upturned ass once and moved to stand in front of me.
He uttered one word, 'Clean.'
Taking him into my mouth I tasted the mixture of his and Kitten’s desire. The salty sweet taste that always pleased me so, made me want to gag. He wasn't here for my pleasure; I wasn't here for his. I was to clean up the mess; nothing more, nothing less. I was an in-animate object to be used and discarded as he saw fit. I attempted to caress his now flagging cock with my tongue, to re-ignite the passion in him but he tapped me on the head to let me know that was not what I was here for.
I was allowed to suck and lick for just a few moments before he pulled out of my mouth and walked away. 'Put her in the van, Kitten, I'll be ready to leave in a half-hour.' He left the room.
Kitten attached a leash to my collar and tugged it once so I would rise to my feet. My heart was hurting so badly I wanted to curl up into a ball and die. Tears flowed hot and hard down my cheeks. I had ruined the most important relationship of my life.
I gulped in air as she slid the cargo door open and crawled in, tugging on the leash for me to follow. She placed me in the middle kneeling then attached the chain from the roof of the van to the sleeve at my wrist; this threw me forward with my head down. Once she had me in place she slipped out of the van and slammed the door tight.
Naked I knelt, sobs racking my body. He's going to return me. He’s going to return me, echoed over in my mind. My year of service was up, I was found to be lacking and he was returning me. Over and over it played through my head.
He got in, buckled up and started the van. I felt my shoulders start to strain from trying to look up at him, but in this position it was impossible. Attempting to control my crying. I whispered, 'Master,' only to receive a 'shhh' in reply.
We drove on through the countryside, I saw shadows of the trees on the floor of the van. His window was open and the chilly morning air caressed my nipples till they were hard little knots of throbbing nerves pulsing through me. I had to shift because it tickled my clit; the way Kitten had attached my arms I couldn't bring my legs together.
He had made a sharp right that threatened to pull my arms out of their sockets and came to an abrupt stop. Lowering the window he spoke into the intercom. I heard a motor kick in and the gates of the Academy open.
The canopy of oaks still blocked out the sun as they did the first day Zack had brought me here. I that heartbreaking feeling of loss as I sobbed silently. We stopped and the van door was opened. I turned my head to see who was there to greet us.
I let out a low moan when I made eye contact with Cathy. She reached in and undid the chain to the sleeve. Christy tugged on the leash. I pulled back not wanting to go with them. Cathy grabbed my upper arm and hauled me out of the van. My legs were unsteady and my knees buckled. Christy took my other side and they dragged me up the ramp.
About halfway up my mind must have snapped, because I got my feet under me and broke free of their hold. Both made a lunge for me. I screamed and was turning to bolt back to the van when I collided with Master. His arms wrapped around me but I was still in a state of frenzy, until his lips touched my neck and he whispered, for the very first time, 'I love you.' I stopped dead in my tracks.
Cathy took my arm and led me up the ramp. I moved in a haze. All I knew was that my Master loved me; all would be right in my world.
CHAPTER 19
We entered the same corridor I had been through what seemed like a thousand times, but this time it was different. My tears glistened in the soft votive candlelight. My vision was a kaleidoscope of colors. I could see them sparkling, 'rose colored glasses.'
We reached Mistress Bergenia’s office doors and the three of us broke out in laugher as we recalled the first time we met. It had been Christy and Cathy on the walls, this time there were two new girls I had not seen. One was crying hard and the other had a serene smile on her face.
Smiling I stepped in front of the one who was crying. 'Why are you here?' I asked.
'Because she had me tied to a tree in the garden,' was her reply.
'Oh, and you were not permitted to play?'
'No, I was slow doing as she said, and she tied me to the tree.
Mistress Bergenia found us like that, we were to be decorated for some big…'
Cathy moved between us and kissed her on the lips, cutting off the remainder of her words. As Cathy backed up from the one hanging, she said, 'Enough talk, she's here and you know what's required, Baby. Do so. Mistress Bergenia will be waiting for you.'
Yes, I remembered what was proper protocol; I was the one to see Mistress Bergenia, so I was required to bring one of them to the 'point of orgasm' before entering her office I glanced over at the other one as she winked. 'Cathy, are you the cause of that smile?'
Cathy half laughed, half snorted. 'You know me too well, Baby.'
Giggling at the knowledge that Cathy could not pass up a bound blonde, I moved back to the crying brunette and took her breast into my mouth. The familiar feeling of nipple bound by latex wax brought a warm rush between my legs and I savored the memories it brought me.
Christy tugged down on the leash and I dropped to my knees. Quickly I took her clit between my lips and began working it hard. In moments I could smell her arousal. I released it just as I felt her thigh muscles tighten on my cheek.
'I see you have not lost your touch, Baby,' Christy commented as she tugged again on the leash and Cathy opened the double doors wide.
Rising we three walked into what I considered the holy sanctum of the Academy. Here I had always felt safe. Zack had given me over to Mistress Bergenia here. Mistress Bergenia had nurtured me here. I had learned so much from her. She had given me into Master's care here.
I saw her at the desk and rushed forward to meet her, as tears of joy and sorrow streamed down my cheeks.
She rose as we entered, coming to stand in front of her desk. The three of us took position.
She walked around me, Her familiar crop in hand. 'Baby, have you been touching yourself again?' I blushed bright red. She knew me too well, as well as Master.
'Yes, Mistress Bergenia.'
Tapping me on each nipple once, then twice on my clit with the crop, she said, 'Well, then we will just have to leave the sleeve on for now.' Her arms circled and drew me to her, my and face rested in her more than ample cleavage. 'It’s so good to see you my little one.'
I whispered back that I too had missed Her.
The door opened as she held me close. 'Go with the girls and we shall join you shortly.' I tried to move out of her arms thinking she was telling me to go, but I was held fast to her chest. She didn't release me till the door closed. She stepped back and leaned against her desk. 'How has the year been, Baby? Are you happy with your Master? I heard there is another there now, too.'
I know my faced beamed when I answered, 'Oh yes, Mistress Bergenia, he is all I could ever ask for in a master. Kitten is a love and brings him much joy. I am very happy.'
'I hear a 'but' in there, Baby, tell me why.'
Letting out a sigh, I lowered my head and the crop came up under my chin. Baby, you know the rules. Look me in the eyes when you answer a direct question.'
'That's it Mistress Bergenia. I know the rules, but lately I seem to be breaking one after the other.'
A knowing smile crossed Her beautiful face. 'Baby’s cry for attention. So you have been feeling some strain
