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They sat waiting for him in the dungeon. Both were
dressed in cat suits: Mistress One curvaceous with big brown eyes and an impish grin;
Mistress Two tall and slim with long legs and a regal demeanour. He
felt overawed to be in their presence. He knew his place was as an
object of ridicule, a creature only worthy of their scorn He was an
anonymous sub who had paid for their presence and only deserved their
taunts. "You've kept us waiting a long time slave" said Mistress One. "We are really going to let you have it today you slut", cried Mistress Two. 
His engorged cock was tied up and the cord was fastened to his collar.
Every time he stretched or moved in the wrong direction the head of his
cock burned. They grabbed him, put leg spreaders on and fastened him in
the harness. As they hoisted him up in the air in suspension they asked
him to sing "Ave Maria". The slave did a very poor job so they fastened
some nipple clamps to him, spun him around in the suspension and
laughed in his face."I was very disappointed in you last time slave" said Mistress Two, "Your pain tolerance was pathetic and I couldn't get my fist inside you. I hope you don't disappoint me today". "Mistress, I'll do my best" said the slave. They kept him suspended as his nipples burned. "We might finish this session right now slave?. it's all you deserve" said Two. Then Mistress One spoke: "You can't help yourself can you slave - your cock does your thinking for you. You are going to keep coming back here, aren't you slave, so we can give you what you want". "Yes Mistress" the slave replied. "And what is it you want slave?" said Mistress One in a loud voice. "To be fucked, Mistress" the slave replied. "Well your going to have to earn it today slave, aren't you?" said Mistress Two. "Yes Mistress", the slave replied. 
They took him down from the suspension and ordered him onto the bench.
His burning cock lay in the hole in the bench as they cuffed him and
immobilised him lying face down. Next thing he knew they began wrapping
him in saran so he couldn't even wriggle, then a small butt plug was
inserted in his arse.He anticipated what was coming. They had their armamentarium ready: their hands, the strap, the crop, the leather flogger and the cane. They had plenty of time to work on him, to break him down and force the "M word" out of him. They wanted to remind him of his enslavement by ensuring he would think of them every time he sat down for the next few days. Once they forced his whimpers and wore him out he would more passively accept what was to follow. It was all about psychology. His bottom burned with their blows. They took turns. Occasionally they gave him a brief rest and Mistress One would tease his cock with a vibrator. He began to whimper with the leather flogger as each blow fell upon redder skin.Suddenly they stopped.He heard a high pitched sound. "Slave, we both have canes and you are going to count!" First came Mistress Two, then Mistress One, then both together. A few simultaneous blows on both cheeks were enough to make him cry out. "MERCY MISTRESS!" He yelled as the lancinating pain tore across his bottom.He had suffered enough. They had conquered him. 
"Is that all slave?" said Mistress Two. No praise for
his tolerance, just expectancy. They unshackled him and ordered him to
kneel and kiss and their boots, which he did greedily."Thank you
Mistresses" he purred.Mistress One then commanded the slave to worship her strapped-on cock which he did with great relish for he knew what rewards were in store for him. They commanded him to place himself in the sling. He trembled as he hoisted himself onto it. His legs were placed apart and they then bound his hands firmly to his ankles. His knees were pulled back and further apart with a rope harness behind his shoulders, making him completely incapable of any movement, his fuck hole completely exposed and at the mercy of the two Dominatrixes. "You will take both of us today slave" said Two. He knew Mistress Two always relished this part of the session. It was when she was most dominant?with a whimpering sub ready to be made into her marionette, spreadeagled before her. But it was Mistress One who started on him first. She used a series of strap-ons and dildos to widen him, ending with the "horses cock" , one of the biggest in the house. "Look how far it goes in!" she exclaimed. Then came Mistress Two, wide grin on her face, as she
penetrated him with her large strap-on, and slid deep inside him. She
gazed into his eyes as she screwed him. "You love it, slave don't you",
She chortled as she slammed into him, at times teasing his erect member
with her hand. She fucked him unrelentingly. He could feel her thighs
repetitively pressing against his buttocks. He looked in the
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