Alex arranged to have the girls over on Friday night. 'The girls' usually consisted of Isobel and The Red Angora Rabbit but she'd bumped into The Secretary on Thursday and invited her along. Alex really liked her and knew the others would too if they gave her a chance and got to know her.
The Secretary was last to arrive, the rest of them were already on their second glasses of wine and were getting chattier by the minute. Alex felt a little awkward as her two friends practically interrogated the poor girl about her boss as soon as she sat down. After answering their shamelessly blunt questions about The Judge she leaned forward, a grin playing on her lips.
"I'll tell you all a secret if you promise not to tell anyone", the three girls giggled with glee and swore that their lips would be sealed. Alex made a motion to lock her lips and throw away the key. The Secretary took a big gulp of wine, cleared her throat and began sharing her secret...
The Judge took immense pleasure in spanking his secretary's cute little bottom but he had dreamed of watching somebody else spank her. Last Sunday he woke her with a phone call and told her to get showered and dress in white underwear, white stockings and a tight black skirt and tight white blouse; they were going out. The Secretary smiled and asked where they were going. He told her that it was a surprise and she'd find out when they got there. She took her time in the shower ensuring that she was perfectly cleaned and groomed before getting out. She had butterflies in her stomach; she knew The Judge had something in store for her but not knowing what, made her nervous on top of her usual excitement for him. She had to drive to somewhere she'd not been before to meet him and then he was going to drive them to their destination.
She hadn't realised that she'd need to stop for petrol so that put her a little behind time. Then she got stuck behind a milk float which made her panic like hell - the Judge did not like to be kept waiting. The map she was using had the page that she needed ripped out so she got lost and had to phone him. He sounded very annoyed with her when she called which almost reduced her to tears. Eventually she found him and though he looked stern he was sweet to her because he could see how much of a state she'd worked herself into.
The Secretary was always in awe of how spotless the Judge's car was; never so much as a speck of dust. She admired how handsome he looked in his dark suit and watched his hands as they controlled the stering wheel. During the journey he was his usual calm, reserved self, whilst she rambled uncontrollably - her nerves controlling her mouth. The Judge made The Secretary call someone and tell them that they were running late because of her.
He stopped the car outside The Funhouse and told her that they'd reached their destination. The Secretary had heard stories about The Funhouse; it was run by Mistress Fiona and Master Robin, a recreational haven for all things kink. They had a myriad of spectacular rooms that catered for everyone. The Secretary smiled excitedly at The Judge, delighted by the surprise. She followed him to the front door. They were greeted by Mistress Fiona, a sturdy looking woman in an emerald green medieval style dress.
The Secretary asked if she could use their toilet. When she returned to the kitchen the three of them were discussing the various possibilities for use of their time. It was at that point that The Secretary realised that the couple would be joining her and The Judge. They were led through a long corridor lined with doors. Each door had a plaque with a different name on it; she noted a Dungeon, a Wet Room, The Nursery, a Doctor's Surgery, The Office and a Classroom...they stopped at The Playroom.
The Secretary tried not to gasp as they all entered he Playroom. There was thousands of pounds worth of equipment in that room alone. There was mood lighting and music playing. The Secretary could smell incense burning too. She looked around, taking in the scene; there was a spanking bench, a bondage chair, hooks on the ceiling, chains, a cross, butt plugs, anal hooks, paddles, switches, straps, tawses, canes, whips, floggers, nipple clamps. There were several things that The Secretary had never seen before and had no idea what they would be used for.
The Secretary was instructed to strip down to her knickers and bend over the knees of Mistress Fiona and Master Robin, who were sat opposite each other. They took it in turns to spank her and ocassionally spanked her in tandem, making her count as they did so. The Judge sat and watched from a chair and took pictures of the scene. Mistress Fiona and Master Robin used feathers and other soft fluffy items to tease and caress The Secretary's bottom in-between. They pulled down her knickers and spanked her some more, her bottom was simply glowing. They played with her wet pussy for a while - if there was one thing that never failed to get The Secretary wet it was a good spanking. She was made to say thank you before leaving their laps.
It was Mistress Fiona's turn to get spanked. The Judge and Master Robin sat opposite each other and let rip on her bottom. It was like a battle between the two dominant men for who could get the best colour from her cheeks. She was a well seasoned spankee so her flesh didn't colour as quickly as The Secretary's did. The Secretary watched as the two men made Mistress Fiona beg not to be given the cane; it felt odd for her to watch. The Judge turned to The Secretary and ordered her to wait in the naughty corner. Mistress Fiona was made to take off her dress. Naked, she bent over for The Judge to insert a butt plug before their attention was returned to The Secretary.
She was cuffed and strapped to the cross while a plugged Mistress Fiona whipped and flogged her. Mistress Fiona also tickled The Secretary with a feather and brushed her breasts against her which The Secretary found very sensual. The Judge watched from the corner as The Secretary was blindfolded. She could hear whispering, then the music changed...The Walker Brothers started playing. The Secretary thought this an odd music choice and found it a bit of a mood killer. She was soon distracted though, as strong nipple clamps were placed on her. Weights were added to the clamps and they hurt like hell but not as much as they hurt when they were removed. The poor Secretary's nipples felt tortured.
The Judge asked Mistress Fiona and Master Robin to leave him alone with The Secretary. Using his hand he spanked her some more whilst she was still cuffed to the cross. Then she heard him undressing and began to get really excited. He released her from the cross but left the leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles. The Judge allowed her to suck his cock for a while before they had passionate, slightly frantic sex on the massage table. Both desperate to have each other after their play time.
Extremely happy but exhausted they dressed to leave. As The Judge drove her back to her car they discussed the events of that day. The Judge told her that she'd been a very good girl and performed brilliantly. Her heart glowed as he told her that he was lucky to have such a great secretary.
The three girls sat open-mouthed in awe of The Secretary's tale. The Red Angora Rabbit was the first to break the silence with five questions all rolled into one sentence without taking a breath. They we going to be there a while!
20 February 2012
Chapter Three: Playing With Fire
It was Saturday night in Virtual Wonderland which is cause for celebration every week; the tavern holds a big shebang and everyone gets ‘tipsy’. Whilst dancing in the middle of the tavern with half of the residents of Virtual Wonderland Alex suddenly felt the hairs raise on the back of her neck. Her eyes met with a stranger who was stood across the bar from her, his gaze was intense but Alex couldn’t break eye contact. She stopped dancing and made her way over to the stranger. She introduced herself to him, having to lean in close so that he could hear her over the music. She rested her hand on his shoulder for balance and noted how firm and muscular he felt beneath the fabric of his shirt. She breathed in the scent of his cologne – he smelt really good. His name was The Sadist and Alex had a good feeling about him. The look in his eyes whilst he talked to her made Alex feel like a gazelle come face to face with a lion. Her heart thumped in her chest and she felt scared of him, but strangely safe at the same time.
Once they were outside and were halfway down the alley that ran alongside the tavern he shoved Alex into the wall and gripped small throat with his huge hand. His mouth almost touching her ear he growled at her.
“There’s something about you...something that makes me want to hurt you little girl”, Alex remained perfectly still, partly out of fear and partly anticipation. She wanted him to hurt her - she was waiting for it.
“I want to break you, I want to see and hear you cry do you understand that?”
She nodded, her movement almost imperceptible but he saw it.
“Good girl”, he placed his hand over her mouth and tore her top open with his free hand. His head dipped to her chest and he sucked on her nipple so hard it made Alex gasp against the palm of his hand. She yelped as he bit her, his teeth digging deep into the soft flesh of her breast. He moved to her other breast, the pain brought tears to Alex's eyes. He looked up at her and smiled tenderly before cupping her pussy roughly through her jeans.
"This is mine tonight to do with as I please. Do you understand?". Alex nodded her understanding. She needed him so badly she wanted him to have her right there in the alleyway. He told her he's have her when he was ready but she didn't look like she'd be grateful enough yet. He said “Come on babygirl, let’s get you home” and Alex melted. He slung her over his shoulder and carried her to her doorstep.
Once inside he told Alex to strip and stand with her nose pressed against the free wall in the living room. She did as instructed and once naked positioned herself at the wall, her back to him. She jumped as his hand made contact with her bare ass with a loud 'smack!'. He paused before laying a smack on her other cheek. He did this for quite some time until Alex could feel a definite heat in her ass cheeks. He wanted her ass to be nice and hot before he took it. A tirade of short sharp smacks followed in quick succession, Alex could no longer remain still and tried to move out of his reach. He grabbed her roughly and pressed her face against the wall so that her left cheek was smushed hard against it.
"Please, it hurts!" She cried out. He chuckled and told her that she didn't know the meaning of the word 'hurt' yet. He kicked at her ankles to spread her legs and roughly plunged two fingers inside her and began fucking her with them. When she began to make noises of appreciation he added another finger; her groans turning to a mix of pleasure and discomfort as he stretched her tight pussy. He delved his thumb into her ass with no preparation and said he would be taking both of her holes several times that night but first he wanted to hear her beg for it. She whimpered the word please and he yanked her hair.
"That's nowhere near good enough babygirl. You'd better crawl up them stairs now and get on your bed and I want to hear you beg real good before I lay another hand on you."
Fuelled with adrenaline and need Alex dropped to her hands and knees and made her way upstairs, tears streaming down her face. As she got on the bed she stayed on her hands and knees in the centre. She trembled and her pussy quivered as she heard his heavy footsteps climb the stairs.
The next morning she woke cradled in his arms. She was aching all over and bruised and sore...she was a very happy girl. They showered and dressed and she made him breakfast before he had to leave for work. He told her that he had to leave and wouldn’t be back. Alex didn’t ask why; it was irrelevant. Her mind drifted back to the night before as she watched The Sadist make his way down the road.
Once they were outside and were halfway down the alley that ran alongside the tavern he shoved Alex into the wall and gripped small throat with his huge hand. His mouth almost touching her ear he growled at her.
“There’s something about you...something that makes me want to hurt you little girl”, Alex remained perfectly still, partly out of fear and partly anticipation. She wanted him to hurt her - she was waiting for it.
“I want to break you, I want to see and hear you cry do you understand that?”
She nodded, her movement almost imperceptible but he saw it.
“Good girl”, he placed his hand over her mouth and tore her top open with his free hand. His head dipped to her chest and he sucked on her nipple so hard it made Alex gasp against the palm of his hand. She yelped as he bit her, his teeth digging deep into the soft flesh of her breast. He moved to her other breast, the pain brought tears to Alex's eyes. He looked up at her and smiled tenderly before cupping her pussy roughly through her jeans.
"This is mine tonight to do with as I please. Do you understand?". Alex nodded her understanding. She needed him so badly she wanted him to have her right there in the alleyway. He told her he's have her when he was ready but she didn't look like she'd be grateful enough yet. He said “Come on babygirl, let’s get you home” and Alex melted. He slung her over his shoulder and carried her to her doorstep.
Once inside he told Alex to strip and stand with her nose pressed against the free wall in the living room. She did as instructed and once naked positioned herself at the wall, her back to him. She jumped as his hand made contact with her bare ass with a loud 'smack!'. He paused before laying a smack on her other cheek. He did this for quite some time until Alex could feel a definite heat in her ass cheeks. He wanted her ass to be nice and hot before he took it. A tirade of short sharp smacks followed in quick succession, Alex could no longer remain still and tried to move out of his reach. He grabbed her roughly and pressed her face against the wall so that her left cheek was smushed hard against it.
"Please, it hurts!" She cried out. He chuckled and told her that she didn't know the meaning of the word 'hurt' yet. He kicked at her ankles to spread her legs and roughly plunged two fingers inside her and began fucking her with them. When she began to make noises of appreciation he added another finger; her groans turning to a mix of pleasure and discomfort as he stretched her tight pussy. He delved his thumb into her ass with no preparation and said he would be taking both of her holes several times that night but first he wanted to hear her beg for it. She whimpered the word please and he yanked her hair.
"That's nowhere near good enough babygirl. You'd better crawl up them stairs now and get on your bed and I want to hear you beg real good before I lay another hand on you."
Fuelled with adrenaline and need Alex dropped to her hands and knees and made her way upstairs, tears streaming down her face. As she got on the bed she stayed on her hands and knees in the centre. She trembled and her pussy quivered as she heard his heavy footsteps climb the stairs.
The next morning she woke cradled in his arms. She was aching all over and bruised and sore...she was a very happy girl. They showered and dressed and she made him breakfast before he had to leave for work. He told her that he had to leave and wouldn’t be back. Alex didn’t ask why; it was irrelevant. Her mind drifted back to the night before as she watched The Sadist make his way down the road.
19 February 2012
Chapter Two: Life Goes On
Upon Alex's return she tried to distract herself by keeping busy and chatting to as many of the residents of Virtual Wonderland as possible. The Witty Wizard had disappeared, nobody knew where he'd gone and Alex had to accept the fact that she'd never see him again. The problem was that The Witty Wizard had penetrated her mind and was wedged in there tightly. Alex threw herself into the depths of naughtiness but everything failed to excite her; her heart just wasn't in it.
Armed with a bottle of wine, she paid The Red Angora Rabbit a visit one afternoon – they were both in need of some cheering up. Alex poured the wine and The Red Angora Rabbit asked her how her friend Isobel was doing; Isobel had recently acquired a Fuck Puppy. Apparently she'd been a little sceptical about him at first but couldn't sing his praises enough now. She'd told Alex that he is enthusiastic and affectionate and can't do enough for her. Each morning she is greeted with his impressive erection. If she so desires it, she allows him to lap at her pussy, though sometimes it amuses her to deny him that pleasure. She gives him a list of chores every day and he sends her pictures of his achievements throughout the day. Nothing is more pleasing to Isobel's eye than the sight of her Fuck Puppy's cock straining desperately with desire. His attentive nature keeps her entertained whilst she's at work and when she arrives home she gets fucked in whichever way she feels like. He is at her beck and call 24/7 and as a special reward for his good behaviour Isobel treats him every Sunday morning; bound to a chair and gagged he is treated to an hour long blow job and permitted to cum once only, when the hour is up.
The Red Angora Rabbit giggled with delight and clapped her hands. Isobel had asked Alex to watch her Fuck Puppy for a while whilst she was away on holiday. Alex explained that she wouldn't be able to take care of him the way he was used to as she wasn't that way inclined. Alex asked The Red Angora Rabbit if she knew of anyone who may be available or interested. She told Alex that she'd ask around, then gasped and put her hand to her mouth. Grinning, she said that she'd forgotten to mention that Fanti The Gigolo was touring Virtual Wonderland again for a couple of weeks. Alex's mind drifted to the time that he'd stayed with her for a few days.
Fanti was crude and crass and the ladies loved him for it. Alex had been appalled when she'd first witnessed him in action in the tavern one day. When he'd shouted "Show us yer tits you slut" to a woman sat with her husband, Alex had totally expected the husband to get up and punch his lights out. She did not expect the husband to lift his wife's top and grab her breasts; and she most certainly did not expect him to offer the services of his wife's mouth to the rude man. Alex had watched open-mouthed in disbelief as Fanti sat on the table in front of the couple and got his cock sucked. He even had the audacity to yell "Hey check it out everyone! This horny slut is sucking my cock!". When he approached her about staying in her spare room for a few days Alex had cursed Isobel and her big mouth. She felt bad saying no so grudgingly told him he could stay. In the morning Alex was stood at the kitchen counter making coffee when Fanti crept up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'd love to ruin that ass of yours right now", he growled in her ear as he pressed his erection against her. Alex shrieked startled, and pushed him away. He was naked and laughed at her before grabbing her determinedly and forcing himself on her. For want of a better word he did 'ruin' Alex that morning and several times thereafter during his stay. Alex was annoyed that she could find somebody so distasteful so damned hot.
Snapping herself back to the present she vowed to her friend that she'd be keeping her distance during his visit this time as she had far too much going on as it was. Two bottles of wine and a million words exchanged between them Alex left The Red Angora Rabbit and headed home feeling a lot more cheerful - her good friend never failed to get her laughing again. The next few days went by in a blur but were almost bearable.
Alex heard someone at the door on Tuesday morning. As she made her way down the hallway she saw a familiar blue pointed hat through the small pane of glass in the top of the door. She stopped in her tracks, a million incoherent thoughts raced through her mind in a flash. "It couldn't be him...could it?" she thought to herself as she started walking towards the door again. She opened the door and a huge smile spread across her face - it was The Witty Wizard.
"Hello Alex. How are you?"
Not quite believing that he was really stood before her, she told him that she was fine and asked how he was. Alex opened the door wide to let him in and stamped on his foot hard as he entered before throwing her arms around him in delight.
Armed with a bottle of wine, she paid The Red Angora Rabbit a visit one afternoon – they were both in need of some cheering up. Alex poured the wine and The Red Angora Rabbit asked her how her friend Isobel was doing; Isobel had recently acquired a Fuck Puppy. Apparently she'd been a little sceptical about him at first but couldn't sing his praises enough now. She'd told Alex that he is enthusiastic and affectionate and can't do enough for her. Each morning she is greeted with his impressive erection. If she so desires it, she allows him to lap at her pussy, though sometimes it amuses her to deny him that pleasure. She gives him a list of chores every day and he sends her pictures of his achievements throughout the day. Nothing is more pleasing to Isobel's eye than the sight of her Fuck Puppy's cock straining desperately with desire. His attentive nature keeps her entertained whilst she's at work and when she arrives home she gets fucked in whichever way she feels like. He is at her beck and call 24/7 and as a special reward for his good behaviour Isobel treats him every Sunday morning; bound to a chair and gagged he is treated to an hour long blow job and permitted to cum once only, when the hour is up.
The Red Angora Rabbit giggled with delight and clapped her hands. Isobel had asked Alex to watch her Fuck Puppy for a while whilst she was away on holiday. Alex explained that she wouldn't be able to take care of him the way he was used to as she wasn't that way inclined. Alex asked The Red Angora Rabbit if she knew of anyone who may be available or interested. She told Alex that she'd ask around, then gasped and put her hand to her mouth. Grinning, she said that she'd forgotten to mention that Fanti The Gigolo was touring Virtual Wonderland again for a couple of weeks. Alex's mind drifted to the time that he'd stayed with her for a few days.
Fanti was crude and crass and the ladies loved him for it. Alex had been appalled when she'd first witnessed him in action in the tavern one day. When he'd shouted "Show us yer tits you slut" to a woman sat with her husband, Alex had totally expected the husband to get up and punch his lights out. She did not expect the husband to lift his wife's top and grab her breasts; and she most certainly did not expect him to offer the services of his wife's mouth to the rude man. Alex had watched open-mouthed in disbelief as Fanti sat on the table in front of the couple and got his cock sucked. He even had the audacity to yell "Hey check it out everyone! This horny slut is sucking my cock!". When he approached her about staying in her spare room for a few days Alex had cursed Isobel and her big mouth. She felt bad saying no so grudgingly told him he could stay. In the morning Alex was stood at the kitchen counter making coffee when Fanti crept up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'd love to ruin that ass of yours right now", he growled in her ear as he pressed his erection against her. Alex shrieked startled, and pushed him away. He was naked and laughed at her before grabbing her determinedly and forcing himself on her. For want of a better word he did 'ruin' Alex that morning and several times thereafter during his stay. Alex was annoyed that she could find somebody so distasteful so damned hot.
Snapping herself back to the present she vowed to her friend that she'd be keeping her distance during his visit this time as she had far too much going on as it was. Two bottles of wine and a million words exchanged between them Alex left The Red Angora Rabbit and headed home feeling a lot more cheerful - her good friend never failed to get her laughing again. The next few days went by in a blur but were almost bearable.
Alex heard someone at the door on Tuesday morning. As she made her way down the hallway she saw a familiar blue pointed hat through the small pane of glass in the top of the door. She stopped in her tracks, a million incoherent thoughts raced through her mind in a flash. "It couldn't be him...could it?" she thought to herself as she started walking towards the door again. She opened the door and a huge smile spread across her face - it was The Witty Wizard.
"Hello Alex. How are you?"
Not quite believing that he was really stood before her, she told him that she was fine and asked how he was. Alex opened the door wide to let him in and stamped on his foot hard as he entered before throwing her arms around him in delight.
4 February 2012
Chapter One: Virtually Wonderful
Meet Alex; A pint-sized, blue eyed brunette of twenty-something. Alex is a reasonably intelligent, good humoured, but restless and curious young lady. Having become bored of life in general she’d sought out an adventure and was lucky enough to find it one day. On one of her long walks through the countryside she noticed a forest in the distance that she’d never explored before. She knew of the forest of course, but had never had anyone with her to go take a stroll there. Bored and intrigued with plenty of time to kill that day she made her way over to the edge of the trees. From the outer edge of the forest she could hear many voices and thought they sounded like they were having the time of their lives. She was hesitant to enter at first but as soon as she stepped into the forest she never looked back. The trees were thick at first and it was difficult to push her way through them but with a little curiosity driven persistence the trees began to thin out and laid before her was a whole new world of fun/trouble.
She was surrounded by people in various states of undress, she felt a build up of excitement deep inside her as she took in the wondrous goings on. She focused to her left and scanned the area slowly. She could see a young lady bent over a tree branch, her dress was being held up over her back by a stern looking man in a suit. Her knickers were pulled down and resting mid-thigh and the man was swatting at her exposed bottom with a stick. Alex had never seen such a thing! She thought the scene quite peculiar but was surprised to feel a tingling in her pussy as she watched the stick make contact, the girl's flesh reddening, her squeals...it was all very seductive to Alex.
She was distracted as a man walked past her; he was holding a leash and on the end of the leash was a woman. She was naked and crawling behind the man, an expression of graceful humility on her face. This sight confused Alex; why would the woman go along with such a thing? She could hear crying; there was a man sat on a bench, he was holding a naked lady in his lap. He was holding her tightly and smoothing her hair. Alex could see his lips moving, he was whispering to the her. "I promise I'll be a good girl Daddy, please!" She heard the sobbing lady tell him. Alex's mouth dropped open as the the lady dropped her knee, still sat in his lap, opening her legs to him. His hand smoothed along the outside of her thigh and around to her pussy. The man whispered something and the lady turned her head and looked down between her legs, she trembled as she watched her pussy being played with.
Alex walked around, explored a little and chatted with several people. They made her feel very welcome and so she shared her thoughts with a few of them. Over the course of the next week she settled in and began to feel like a long lost member of Virtual Wonderland as oppose to the stranger she felt when she'd first arrived. She met The Mad Daddy one Tuesday afternoon, they chatted briefly and then they fucked. It was hard and rough - exactly what Alex had gotten a taste for recently. They fucked for hours, until her pussy ached and she was aglow with contentment. He told Alex that she could stay with him, that he'd look after her. She was nervous about the offer but accepted it. He told her that the offer had conditions; from there on in she would be his. Alex thought about it and accepted; she liked the idea of belonging to someone. So began her introduction to D/s and she quickly learned some of the basic principles; as The Mad Daddy perceived them, that is. It went wonderfully at first but Alex shies away from confrontation and is a sensitive girl. She hates to fall out with anyone and doing so upsets her a lot, it plays on her mind for a long time afterwards. She quickly noticed that The Mad Daddy's mood changed with the wind, he was quick tempered and sulked a lot. Alex became exhausted with all of the intermittent upset and decided that she'd be better off alone. So she wrote him a note one morning and left.
One person that Alex took note of with interest was the Judge. He appeared to be enigmatic, charming, smooth, nothing seemed to phase him. He ruled the court (and it's members) with a firm hand. By his own admission he had travelled far and wide to ensure order was preserved in Virtual Wonderland and beyond, and left many red bottoms in his wake. The ladies of Virtual Wonderland swooned at the sight of the Judge, he commanded respect and had a silver tongue. The Judge rarely sat down during work or when he was busy - he couldn't. The moment his lap was free some desperate young lady threw herself over it.
The Judge had a private secretary, and understandably many ladies envied her. She was highly mischievous, a truly naughty girl of the highest order and there was no one better than the Judge to keep her in line. There was no place seen as unfit for her disciplining it seemed and for that reason Alex, and many others, had often witnessed the Secretary receiving some variation of a spanking in various locations. Alex had spoken to her once and asked her about their relationship. The Secretary told her that she understood that the Judge had her best interests at heart and that her spankings were for her own good.
Alex was happy enough to be on her own for a while but she did miss two things; the satisfaction she gained from completing a task for somebody and pleasing them, and the praise she'd get for completing a task well. She spoke to a man about a job briefly but it was clear that he would micromanage her and she didn't want that. She wanted to be free to a certain extent so she thanked him and declined the job. She was pleased with her decision when, the very next day, she was talking to The Ring Master (they'd become friends during her time there) and he mentioned that he had a few positions available and would be more than happy to hire her. Over the moon she was keen to get started and was grateful for every task/challenge set for her. The Ring Master pushed her boundaries and challenged her. Alex has always enjoyed a challenge, she likes to constantly improve herself and more than anything she hates to disappoint others. Through working with The Ring Master she explored her enjoyment of pain and worked on her lack of patience. They experimented with candle wax and clamps, with banding and pegs and she loved every session. Alex loved the sweet heat and tingling caused by the bands as they restricted the flow of blood to her nipples. Even better was the moment of agony as she released her clit from a clamp, then the warmth that seeped through her pussy. She would place her fingers in her wetness and gently massage her tortured clit until she came as a reward for enduring the clamp. The candle wax was also amazing in Alex's opinion; that first drop of delicious heat as it landed on her most sensitive area and dripped down over her flesh until it cooled and hardened - exquisite! The Ring Master encouraged her to be creative in her work and always praised her when she did well. His praise encouraged her to work harder for him, she wanted to ensure that he was pleased with every task she completed whether it were simple or complicated, challenging or less so.
Whilst she was exploring a new section of Virtual Wonderland she came across The Crazy Headteacher. He'd been a headteacher for many years and therefore had plenty of experience in wielding a cane. In fact he was obsessive about the cane and carried one with him at all times (he had a vast collection). She met him briefly and wasn't sure about him from the moment he'd greeted her. She gave him the benefit of the doubt and discussed with him her curiosity surrounding the subject of spanking. He'd flexed his cane and indulged her for an hour or so with stories of bare hand spankings over his knee. These tales delighted Alex, her pussy tingled from start to finish and glistened at his words. She wasn't indulged for long this way though and the conversation rapidly turned to the cane. Over the following week he sent her numerous letters describing in detail how she would feel and how she would react during and after being caned. She didn't like being told how she would feel, this brought out Alex's stubborn and rebelious side. Each time a new letter arrived for her she felt irritable, she wished she'd never spoken to The Crazy Headteacher. He began ordering Alex to write him notes, specifying the details that he wanted enclosed. Alex resented his demands - creativity cannot be forced; she wrote when creativity found her. She'd learned through observation of others and analysis of her own thoughts that a dominant should never have to force a submissive to do something for them unwillingly. He assumed to know her, and in fact, knew nothing. He expected her trust without earning it and listened to nothing that Alex told him; he was dillusional beyond virtuality.
She started to have the most fantastical dreams when she slept at night, it appeared her imagination knew few limits. Alex had fumbled her way through her Virtual Wonderland for months. She’d had, as the title suggests, a wonderful time. She met many characters and made several friends. She’d ran into the highly strung Red Angora Rabbit by chance and had become great friends with her. They were two of a kind in many ways, two peas in the same pod some might say. She was very fond of her new friend, they spent many hours sharing wine at the central table and talking lots of what would seem nonsense to ‘ordinary’ people.
She met the Witty Wizard during her travels one day and became captivated with him. The Witty Wizard was mad, in the most delightful of ways. Alex had never met anybody who could make her laugh so much. She trusted him immediately and as they came to know a little more about each other over time she was reassured that her trust had been well placed. Though slightly demented, he was a true gent and knew precisely how to treat her; she was under his magnificent spell and every day at Virtual Wonderland she felt lucky to share time with him. He had the power to make her quiver with pleasure without so much as a single touch. She often cheeked and teased him but he was well equipped to deal with her behaviour; he had a birch wand and he knew when and how to use it! Her days in Wonderland flew by in a blur of giddy happiness and arousal.
She was fooling around with the Witty Wizard that day and he picked her up, spun her around and dropped her over the edge of Virtual Wonderland. She was plummeted into darkness, her stomach did one somersault after another. She was confused and disorientated as she fell in the darkness for what felt like days.. She landed with a bump and took a moment to look around. She was back in the real world and felt a deep sadness at the thought of never seeing Virtual Wonderland or the special people there again. Picking herself up off the floor she dusted herself off and took a deep breath; she had some bruising, but she was okay. As she set off on her journey home she saw her friend the Red Angora Rabbit beckoning to her from a nearby hillside. Smiling she ran towards her and realised that all was not lost, she could return to Wonderland…
She was surrounded by people in various states of undress, she felt a build up of excitement deep inside her as she took in the wondrous goings on. She focused to her left and scanned the area slowly. She could see a young lady bent over a tree branch, her dress was being held up over her back by a stern looking man in a suit. Her knickers were pulled down and resting mid-thigh and the man was swatting at her exposed bottom with a stick. Alex had never seen such a thing! She thought the scene quite peculiar but was surprised to feel a tingling in her pussy as she watched the stick make contact, the girl's flesh reddening, her squeals...it was all very seductive to Alex.
She was distracted as a man walked past her; he was holding a leash and on the end of the leash was a woman. She was naked and crawling behind the man, an expression of graceful humility on her face. This sight confused Alex; why would the woman go along with such a thing? She could hear crying; there was a man sat on a bench, he was holding a naked lady in his lap. He was holding her tightly and smoothing her hair. Alex could see his lips moving, he was whispering to the her. "I promise I'll be a good girl Daddy, please!" She heard the sobbing lady tell him. Alex's mouth dropped open as the the lady dropped her knee, still sat in his lap, opening her legs to him. His hand smoothed along the outside of her thigh and around to her pussy. The man whispered something and the lady turned her head and looked down between her legs, she trembled as she watched her pussy being played with.
Alex walked around, explored a little and chatted with several people. They made her feel very welcome and so she shared her thoughts with a few of them. Over the course of the next week she settled in and began to feel like a long lost member of Virtual Wonderland as oppose to the stranger she felt when she'd first arrived. She met The Mad Daddy one Tuesday afternoon, they chatted briefly and then they fucked. It was hard and rough - exactly what Alex had gotten a taste for recently. They fucked for hours, until her pussy ached and she was aglow with contentment. He told Alex that she could stay with him, that he'd look after her. She was nervous about the offer but accepted it. He told her that the offer had conditions; from there on in she would be his. Alex thought about it and accepted; she liked the idea of belonging to someone. So began her introduction to D/s and she quickly learned some of the basic principles; as The Mad Daddy perceived them, that is. It went wonderfully at first but Alex shies away from confrontation and is a sensitive girl. She hates to fall out with anyone and doing so upsets her a lot, it plays on her mind for a long time afterwards. She quickly noticed that The Mad Daddy's mood changed with the wind, he was quick tempered and sulked a lot. Alex became exhausted with all of the intermittent upset and decided that she'd be better off alone. So she wrote him a note one morning and left.
One person that Alex took note of with interest was the Judge. He appeared to be enigmatic, charming, smooth, nothing seemed to phase him. He ruled the court (and it's members) with a firm hand. By his own admission he had travelled far and wide to ensure order was preserved in Virtual Wonderland and beyond, and left many red bottoms in his wake. The ladies of Virtual Wonderland swooned at the sight of the Judge, he commanded respect and had a silver tongue. The Judge rarely sat down during work or when he was busy - he couldn't. The moment his lap was free some desperate young lady threw herself over it.
The Judge had a private secretary, and understandably many ladies envied her. She was highly mischievous, a truly naughty girl of the highest order and there was no one better than the Judge to keep her in line. There was no place seen as unfit for her disciplining it seemed and for that reason Alex, and many others, had often witnessed the Secretary receiving some variation of a spanking in various locations. Alex had spoken to her once and asked her about their relationship. The Secretary told her that she understood that the Judge had her best interests at heart and that her spankings were for her own good.
Alex was happy enough to be on her own for a while but she did miss two things; the satisfaction she gained from completing a task for somebody and pleasing them, and the praise she'd get for completing a task well. She spoke to a man about a job briefly but it was clear that he would micromanage her and she didn't want that. She wanted to be free to a certain extent so she thanked him and declined the job. She was pleased with her decision when, the very next day, she was talking to The Ring Master (they'd become friends during her time there) and he mentioned that he had a few positions available and would be more than happy to hire her. Over the moon she was keen to get started and was grateful for every task/challenge set for her. The Ring Master pushed her boundaries and challenged her. Alex has always enjoyed a challenge, she likes to constantly improve herself and more than anything she hates to disappoint others. Through working with The Ring Master she explored her enjoyment of pain and worked on her lack of patience. They experimented with candle wax and clamps, with banding and pegs and she loved every session. Alex loved the sweet heat and tingling caused by the bands as they restricted the flow of blood to her nipples. Even better was the moment of agony as she released her clit from a clamp, then the warmth that seeped through her pussy. She would place her fingers in her wetness and gently massage her tortured clit until she came as a reward for enduring the clamp. The candle wax was also amazing in Alex's opinion; that first drop of delicious heat as it landed on her most sensitive area and dripped down over her flesh until it cooled and hardened - exquisite! The Ring Master encouraged her to be creative in her work and always praised her when she did well. His praise encouraged her to work harder for him, she wanted to ensure that he was pleased with every task she completed whether it were simple or complicated, challenging or less so.
Whilst she was exploring a new section of Virtual Wonderland she came across The Crazy Headteacher. He'd been a headteacher for many years and therefore had plenty of experience in wielding a cane. In fact he was obsessive about the cane and carried one with him at all times (he had a vast collection). She met him briefly and wasn't sure about him from the moment he'd greeted her. She gave him the benefit of the doubt and discussed with him her curiosity surrounding the subject of spanking. He'd flexed his cane and indulged her for an hour or so with stories of bare hand spankings over his knee. These tales delighted Alex, her pussy tingled from start to finish and glistened at his words. She wasn't indulged for long this way though and the conversation rapidly turned to the cane. Over the following week he sent her numerous letters describing in detail how she would feel and how she would react during and after being caned. She didn't like being told how she would feel, this brought out Alex's stubborn and rebelious side. Each time a new letter arrived for her she felt irritable, she wished she'd never spoken to The Crazy Headteacher. He began ordering Alex to write him notes, specifying the details that he wanted enclosed. Alex resented his demands - creativity cannot be forced; she wrote when creativity found her. She'd learned through observation of others and analysis of her own thoughts that a dominant should never have to force a submissive to do something for them unwillingly. He assumed to know her, and in fact, knew nothing. He expected her trust without earning it and listened to nothing that Alex told him; he was dillusional beyond virtuality.
She started to have the most fantastical dreams when she slept at night, it appeared her imagination knew few limits. Alex had fumbled her way through her Virtual Wonderland for months. She’d had, as the title suggests, a wonderful time. She met many characters and made several friends. She’d ran into the highly strung Red Angora Rabbit by chance and had become great friends with her. They were two of a kind in many ways, two peas in the same pod some might say. She was very fond of her new friend, they spent many hours sharing wine at the central table and talking lots of what would seem nonsense to ‘ordinary’ people.
She met the Witty Wizard during her travels one day and became captivated with him. The Witty Wizard was mad, in the most delightful of ways. Alex had never met anybody who could make her laugh so much. She trusted him immediately and as they came to know a little more about each other over time she was reassured that her trust had been well placed. Though slightly demented, he was a true gent and knew precisely how to treat her; she was under his magnificent spell and every day at Virtual Wonderland she felt lucky to share time with him. He had the power to make her quiver with pleasure without so much as a single touch. She often cheeked and teased him but he was well equipped to deal with her behaviour; he had a birch wand and he knew when and how to use it! Her days in Wonderland flew by in a blur of giddy happiness and arousal.
She was fooling around with the Witty Wizard that day and he picked her up, spun her around and dropped her over the edge of Virtual Wonderland. She was plummeted into darkness, her stomach did one somersault after another. She was confused and disorientated as she fell in the darkness for what felt like days.. She landed with a bump and took a moment to look around. She was back in the real world and felt a deep sadness at the thought of never seeing Virtual Wonderland or the special people there again. Picking herself up off the floor she dusted herself off and took a deep breath; she had some bruising, but she was okay. As she set off on her journey home she saw her friend the Red Angora Rabbit beckoning to her from a nearby hillside. Smiling she ran towards her and realised that all was not lost, she could return to Wonderland…
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