Of Pain and Pleasure

“Ok you got everything?” I called out to Rina she was a cute but very physically fit submissive of mine she was about 5ft 2inches, she had specially grown her hair into a messy middle length cut – jagged and now rainbow coloured we’d both found my little pony to be a great TV show and we’d had the bright idea to involve it in our pony play; we’d meet up with several other friends and go to our normal mansion and garden party in the London area – a older rich dominant had built a huge play space for fetish events in the last 10 years and it was one of our favourite places now.

I filled my car with her pony outfit as well as some other things for both her and I, before putting my collar around her neck locking it as we normally do before a weekend of play. She nuzzled me and jumped in the front of the car.  I chuckled at her enthusiasm and got in my side locked up and drove off to the mansion.

About an hour later at a dark and lonesome wall we text the owner saying we had arrived a short moment later two rubber clad slaves opened the gate for us and we drove in to the front stopping in front of the grand entrance, it was a marvellous house – made from red brick but completely new. The entrance was surrounded by lavish wood doors with specially designed handles, the entire entrance was made from polished reddish marble that looked as shiny as the slaves now running to us from the gate to take our things, as they got closer I took in the scent of lavender as the entire pony track around the back is lined by it.

“Sir good to see you again we have you in the larger room I understand you have a full reunion this weekend am I right?” I turned to see a slightly harder breathing slave by judge of his voice and the curves he’s either in transition or just crossdressing but I do remember him from last time a new boy to the house – 22 years old if I remember managed to grab the Lord’s eye. I give him a smile “yes a full poly group is going to be here, I think your new body is rather fantastic” I watch him blush even through the makeup before sternly continuing “take the bags to the end of the bed and make sure not to move the silver case I will take that myself if anything gets moved I’ll be speaking to your Lord,” his eyebrows raise in slight concern or perhaps desire before running to the back of my car and lifting our cases out and then running back inside.

I turn back to the car and open the door for Rina “Sir you’re mean,” I chuckle darkly “kinda the point right?” we both chuckle at that before I lead her into the house following the now slower moving slave towards our room.

I caught Rina staring at the luxurious interior design, red marble floors, décor of blacks and magenta’s and a grand staircase the likes only Disney films could dream of but the banner above the stairs was of a lion’s head crest with a chain and whip cross behind it – the very crest of the owner of this house.

As we walked up the stairs the slave leading us stopped and put the cases down carefully before dropping to his knees and bowing low to an older pepper grey man coming down the right stairs. Rina having been before and an experienced slave to the lifestyle anyway did the same bowing by my side as I tipped my head towards the Lord.

“Good to see you again Master Fury, I hear we have your entire clan here this weekend?” the Lord smiled as he walked down towards me outstretching a hand for me to shake; I caught it and shook his hand as he ruffled Rina’s hair playfully teasing a smile from her “indeed, the entire clan will descend upon your beautiful home I’m afraid – thank you for your hospitality shall I see you at dinner tonight or will you be busy with your new slave I’m borrowing for the moment?” I chuckled as the slave blushed a little and quickly tucked his head back down as his owner turned and let a laugh vibrate through the hallways “ he’s not that new! He’s still quite shy though and still learning about being honest too,”

I couldn’t help but laugh for the poor boy; sometimes the things we want we are too cowardly to be honest about … and the Lord was not a man to be dishonest to.

“Well I guess we’ll see you at dinner for now I think I want to explore the room and get things set up,” He nodded clicking his fingers and the slave got up and continued up the stairs before smiling at Rina and I, continuing down the stairs.

I bought a hand to Rina’s head she nuzzled it before getting up and following the slave with me.

The room like the house and grounds was an image of luxury and alternative lifestyles combined, it was a tall ceiling with several suspension points high above, the bed was a piece of art, it was perhaps 4 king size beds put together as a square with little between them but the occasional ring point in the frame for rope or other forms of bondage, there were a selection of sheets and covers folded in the corner from rubber to silk and good old cotton.

The slave had put our cases on the one side of the quad bed and asked us, “would you like to let me put your choice of bedding onto the beds for you? If not is there anything else I may help you with?”

I was still looking around at the décor including a large cage with a mattress within it in the corner; “I’ll make the girls do it later when they arrive…” I turned and looked him up and down “tell me are those real?” He nods almost trying to make himself smaller “good are you needed elsewhere?” he shakes his head “No Sir” Rina closes the door behind him she looks as hungry as I do at him “do you want this?” he stops looks to the floor and looks adorable for a second before answering in almost a whisper “Yes Sir.”

Dinner as always on the first night is a meal for both subs, slaves, Switches Domme’s Dom’s etc as equals it’s a good mixer and even though we enjoy the dynamic of a D/s relationship we all make the first night understood to all we are all equal – some of us choose to give a gift of submission to others.

Rina had shooed the slave out giving him time to change and ourselves we always enjoyed the first dinner it was always a good point of the weekend even if it rained.

“Sir? Do you know where the others are? They won’t get here on time if they aren’t here soon – do you want to call them?” Rina shouted to me while she was getting washed in the ensuite; I stood up grabbing my phone “will do,” I walked in a small circle as the phone rang until a soft voice picked up the call “hello Sir, how are you?”

I smiled out of the group coming I had not seen Hannah in the longest time as she lived furthest away from all of us; “hey its good to hear from you are you far away?” silence – she was probably nodding or shaking her head “OH… right heh… yes we’re not far now Edward has us just pulling onto the private road off the motorway now. We should be 10 minutes or so?” I smile at the thought of seeing them all. “Good it’ll be great to see you again soon – we’re in the big room same as when we were all last here.” She goes silent before “… mm right bye Sir,”

I raise an eyebrow as I put the phone down and strip for a shower I open the double shower stepping into it only to burst into a rumbling laughter

“WHAT!?”

Rina squeaks as I continue to laugh, I walked in and she’s wearing big swimming goggles and a big blue shower cap – she then throws the shower gel at me knocking my head making me laugh even harder I almost choke “IT TOOK FOREVER DYING IT!” I put up a hand in forgiveness but I keep laughing its just not what I expected and it took me completely off guard.

A little while later with still a smile on my face but at least I wasn’t choking myself laughing anymore; I was putting my bow tie to my outfit as Rina was pulling herself into a long magenta colored rubber dress. “Do you need a hand?” she was struggling with the last bit of getting herself into the neck piece she nodded lifting her multi-colored hair up as I pulled and stretched the rubber over her breasts and snuggly around her neck putting her collar back on after it.

It was a simple but beautiful dress the rubber property hugged her athletic form before opening out to a more formal design and leading up to a slightly flared neck piece that held up the front.

As she started to use the silicon shine agent on the bottom of the dress our clan arrived firstly by Hannah who ran up to me and clamped onto me for a hug, I replied in kind before putting her down and giving her a kiss, just a teaser. Soon after her partner walked in, Edward (who becomes Erica after getting dressed) walked over with a case and a different slave walked in after with more cases before also giving me a hug and getting a similar teaser ~I may or may not have pinched his ass to give him a natural blusher…

Melisa and Chapala followed in their usual giddy –just arrived – state when they come along to group meetings etc. they ended up grabbing onto me and Edward and snogging us then switching over “excited as usual hmm?” if they really had tails they would be wagging… “Yes its been far too long how’re you doin?” – Chapala had a thing for a certain TV character we’ve grown to love it in her own way.

I watched with Rina as they hurried into their various outfits for the dinner Melisa was squeezing into a wonderful silk oriental dress she was a woman of oriental decent and Italian, she was a more moderate shape she didn’t work out as much as Rina but had that slender oriental body shape that seemed to drive men mad. Her girlfriend Chapala was of pan Asian decent half American, they had met each other when they first got into bdsm at a London party I was hosting and after a year decided to ask me about poly relationships well you can guess the rest; Chapala was fitting herself into a rubber corset, pixie skirt and a rubber shirt, she was putting on a top hat and applying a little make up as well.

Hannah was tending to the now ‘Erica’ she was still a beautiful lady although little older than me, she had class and an air of experience.

Hannah and her … girlfriend had only come into the scene and my clan as of two years ago; he had taken some persuading but had soon taken to his/her own interests.

She was wearing a lovely if not dominant looking boots, a tight rubber skirt and a silk top which zipped from her left arm to her neck and locked to a tiny collar made from metal – it was more of a necklace than collar.

Erica had just finished her make-up she had an expected outfit suitable for a sissy, a nice pink dress made from silk, with enough frill to lift it from her ankles to her knees pointing it out, her natural hair tied down and her favorite blonde wig slowly combed to perfection. She continued to paint her nails with Hannah as I readjusted my bow tie, I was wearing what one may call a dinner suit, although it was a little… different I had the shirt made to measure rubber, my jacket was made as a normal suit but it had a specially made dark blue silk interior and my trousers were made to measure leather, I had my favourite pair of black dancing shoes on polished to a shine.

I opened the door and pulled it wide smiling at them all wearing a collar of various shapes and sizes with my insignia on them – a circle with a woman who is half eagle - a fury as to emphasise my clan name. With everything ready we made our way to the great hall.

We had made our way down perhaps a little later than others as we only saw another couple on our way down who had politely joined us on our way, we saw the doors and a certain slave who was now dressed in a bright red and yellow outfit opened the doors for us;

Rina winked at him I think I’m a bad influence…

As we walked through the doorway we looked over the many faces around I saw old friends and a couple of new faces not many, it must have been nearly 70 people this time. I looked to my little group Erica had spotted some of the sissies she met last time and Hannah was following her eagerly, Chapala was walking off to speak to an Indian couple she had spoken to last time and as I understood it, very comforting to her as she had ‘come out’ to her parents just before meeting them last time – needless to say they had a little bit of empathy and she had been friends with them ever since.

Melisa and Rina stayed with me as we walked through the crowd waving at people we knew and taking note of the ones we would need to introduce ourselves to.

We found ourselves talking to a new couple that had been invited by the L.O.T.M. (lord of the manor I may change this to ‘L’), interestingly they had simply asked him about the bdsm lifestyle and scene… I don’t think they were quite ready for this though – so Rina, Melisa and I had a talk with them hoping to make them relax and enjoy the evening out of all the days its usually the most normal.

As we discussed the broad spectrum of involvement L.O.T.M. himself arrived, “ah perfect I was hoping you two would make some new friends here,” I turned to greet him as he spoke to the newer couple. He turned to me asking me to follow so I left the girls to the couple.

“I hear you bit into my slave Fury” I grinned I knew him better than to expect anything else “oh you left him with us for a reason,”

He grinned “you always see through the poker face… even so don’t take him again this weekend I’m giving him an exhibitionist role for newer people to use within reason and I don’t want you spoiling my fun.” I laughed nodding before walking back to my girls.

We got back to them talking a little more about how Rina got into the lifestyle “…and yea so The Lord here introduced me to Master Fury I was going to be one of his house slaves at one point,” I grin at her remembering meeting her the L.O.T.M. had said he had a bit of a wild one he thought we’d have better chemistry.

A slave in a maid outfit walked calmly up to the L.O.T.M. and explained that the appetiser was now nearly ready to be served, he nodded before raising an arm and the slaves around the table started explaining to guests that food was on its way and they could now take a seat.

We found ourselves to our seats located by our insignia on cards near the middle table, Erica decided to sit next to me I wasn’t sure why and Rina sat opposite me instead. The appetiser arrived just a simple patê and toast dish but you could tell it had been planned right it tasted fresh and so did the bread which was an improvement on last year.

I got talking to Erica, she had discovered a little more about herself in the last year opening up as a sissy into the north England fetish scene and Hannah being her Dominant she had experienced other men, cleaned and started to spend more time as a sissy than before; “...so do you think you could help me change more completely?”

I gotta be honest I was a little taken aback I wasn’t expecting it but I usually have the same answer for this as the medical professionals.

“Spend a year living as a woman, dress, act and live as a woman for a year? And I’ll pay for it when you’re ready,” she looked a little upset by my answer but nodded and turned to Melisa next to her to catch up.

A little later after talking to the lovely Domme on the other side to me our main courses arrived, boar spit roasted with creamed mash and selection of seasonal vegetables I looked to Rina who was almost drooling over the food and smiled I had rather an evil idea. “Rina, such drooling is most uncouth… wait until I say you can start and not a moment sooner,” I cracked an evil looking grin as she almost flopped back into the chair with an exasperated sigh.

I had let her off easy just letting her eat once we had started – must of felt like an eternity to her as she still gave me the stink eye. I enjoyed the rest of my meal it had good company and great food; eventually dinner was finished and we were invited to mingle or return to our rooms for the evening before the tracks opened up tomorrow and the main hall was filled with dungeon equipment.

Our little group decided to go back to our room I was almost dragged by Melisa and Chapala I managed to wave to the L.O.T.M. before we made our way into the room.

I picked up Rina once we were in and tied her to the end of the bed, “that’s for the stink eye, leave Rina alone until we’ve all had at least one orgasm” her face was again a state of disbelief then changing to puppy eyes trying desperately to get out of it. I started laughing closing the doors behind Hannah and pulling a nice crop from one of my bags closing in on my remaining ‘guests’.

Hannah grabbed a strap on and a ball gag and approached them too their lustful smiles bringing a wonderful lust of my own before I caught Chapala. Elsewhere in the mansion the L.O.T.M. heard an excited scream smiling for a moment he went back to showing off his new trans slave whom was currently nude and ‘excited’ for his exhibitionist role in welcoming the guests of the house.

All throughout the mansion a night of debauchery and lust filled the air, a splattering of screams of both pleasure and pain flew through the airwaves like music through the Royal Albert hall and eventually silence rose and completely filled the air.