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	Jane pulled the blanket up under her chin. She could hear her Master and his submissive sleeping peacefully just a few feet away. She was in her favourite sleeping place on the floor at the foot of their bed. She had her own room in her Masters large house and would sleep there at times, other times her Master would put her in a cage in the dungeon. She had always dreamt of sleeping in a cage but the reality was hard, it had been uncomfortable and she got little sleep. The cage was now only used for short times or as a punishment. Punishment. Jane’s mind drifted. Rarely was she punished. She tried so hard to be a good slave. She had been a live in slave to Master Richard and his submissive Carla for just over six months. She had known them for about a year before they offered the full time live in position. Jane knew exactly what this would entail and was delighted to take the position. She had been able to keep on her full time job, but all her free time was taken up caring for her Master and Mistress. She cooked, cleaned and did the laundry. Carla helped with some but was always the one in charge. Carla would cook as Slave Jane cleaned and assisted. For most of the time Jane would eat along with her Master and Mistress, they were a family after all. Every now and then she would be told to wait on and would have her meal in the kitchen later. Jane loved these times. She loved waiting on her Master and Mistress, she loved to see them so happy. She knew that she could blend into the background, giving them space and privacy and yet be there to cater for their every needs. Jane shifted on the hard floor. Why was sleep not coming to her tonight? She was exhausted. She had had a very busy day and one of the best nights of her life so why could she not sleep? The day had started with Breakfast. It was only buckets of tea and a mountain of toast and they had all sat around the table drinking, chatting and looking over the morning paper. They were going to a private party that night. Jane had been to a few clubs with her Master and Mistress, but most of their play had been done in the privacy of their home. Tonight she would be on full show to a select group of her Master and Mistresses friends. She was nervous she had excited butterflies in her stomach. Carla started to chat about what to wear for the party. Richard had already decided on full dinner suit and told Carla that an evening gown would go well. She had a beautiful purple velvet medieval dress and suggested that. Jane smiled inwardly when Richard said it would be fine. She knew that it was not really what Richard had wanted, but knew that he enjoyed giving his submissive plenty of freedom to make her own choices. Jane thought of Carla a lot. She was a beautiful woman with just enough curves to make her womanly, but with a thin waist and flat stomach. Jane sighed and thought of her own body, far from trim. I have big boobs she thought but then again I have big everything. She laughed to herself; Carla would look wonderful in a bin bag, she really did not have to try. When Jane had asked what she should wear, Master Richard had given a wicked smile and said “nothing of course. Slaves should not wear clothes. What are you doing in clothes?” Jane giggled to herself the memory of her Masters teasing coming back to her. She had fallen to the floor begging for permission to wear clothes. Carla had rolled up the morning newspaper and gave her a sound fun bashing with it while Master Richard faked total shock at the way “women of today act”. The day had been taken up by shopping. Carla wanted shoes so off they went. Shoes were bought for Carla and Jane had a black body stocking bought for her. Master Richard told her to wear it with her short PVC ballerina skirt over the top. She carried all the bags, obviously. Jane moved to lay on her other side, her body aching with the pains of the night and memories started to drift in. She had been worried that the body stocking would look terrible but she was surprised how good she looked. She put her PVC skirt on over the top and Carla had suggested a simple plain black top to keep her modest for travelling and the introductions. Jane could always rely on her Mistress to think of her feelings. Carla could be vicious during play but she would not put Jane in a position that she would find to difficult to cope with. Jane stretched out her legs, her thighs ached. She gently rubbed the top of them feeling her skin raised in welts, her hand went over her bottom where the skin was still on fire. She could not feel individual welts like she could on her thighs. The whole of her bottom seemed raised and hard. She sighed at the delicious feeling as she let her hand move over her hot skin. Jane was a pain slut. She enjoyed pain so much, she drank it up like a sponge. However tonight had had a different side to the pain she received. She had not expected it and she wondered that if they had all sat down and talked about what had happened, would she have agreed. She was a slave and would do anything she was ordered to do, but Master Richard and Mistress Carla often discussed things that were to happen, asking for her input. The evening had started with a drink and introductions. Everyone seemed to know everyone else. There were three other couples and two house maids serving and cleaning up. Jane was not a shy person and was happy to chat away, always keeping an eye to her Master and Mistress to make sure she did all her duties. The two housemaids had made her a little redundant at the beginning of the night. The meal was a treat and the conversation flowed. Jane’s hand pressed down on a particularly sensitive spot on her bottom and it made her gasp. “That’s going to be black by morning” she thought as she tried to get comfortable. She normally loved to sleep on the floor. The sound of her Master and Mistress sleeping was so comforting, but the memories of that evening were keeping her awake. As the housemaids cleared away after the meal Master Richard took out his new violet wand. Jane had got wet just at the thought of it dancing on her skin. He started to show it to one of the couples. They were both Dominant and Jane had taken a liking to them straight away. They were very easy going, with a natural dominance about them, not pretentious like some she had met. She thought back to being told to strip off, just to the body stocking while the couple watched. She had felt a pang of embarrassment as she took her top and skirt off, but the couple did not leer. They were more interested in seeing the wand than in her body. She enjoyed the memory of just being there for demonstration purposes. The wand had danced on her skin and both the Dom and Domme had taken a turn in using it on her. Jane wrapped her arms around herself; the memories of the wand on her skin seemed to have been such a long time ago. At some point she had been put in her straitjacket with her hood over her head and stood next to the wall. She had been able to hear everyone talking and enjoying the party. She had felt so detached and yet exhilarated at being held in a parallel existence whilst those she served enjoyed themselves. Yes, she thought, it was while I was in the straitjacket that Carla had been flogged. The memory brought Jane back from any chance she had of sleeping. Jane had seen Carla flogged, caned and many other things by Master Richard but never by anyone else. This time however, it had been the Domme who had flogged her. “Try this on her, Ruth” Yes, her Master had suggested that the Domme should use something else on Carla. Jane remembered how hot and horny she had got listening to her Mistress being flogged by another woman. She particularly remembered the sound of her Mistress’s gasps and sighs and her Master’s voice as he encouraged the session. She could hear the pleasure in his voice. She had not thought about it at the time but her Master had really enjoyed watching a Domme flog his submissive. Jane tried hard to remember the other sounds she had heard whilst standing there. Her Master had come to her several times and just whispered, “Are you ok” to which she had nodded as best she could. He had put his hand between her legs and felt her wetness. Suddenly she let out a gasp as she remembered her Master had played with her clit and whispered in her ear “It’s your turn next, I’m giving you away tonight” Yes that was the first time she had realised that she was to be handed over to others at the party for their enjoyment. She felt her cheeks redden and a smile creep across her face. Given the choice she would have said no but she was not given the choice, she was handed over for others to enjoy. Jane did not know how long she stood in her strait jacket and hood, eventually events around her melted away and she went inwards into her own space, a mixture of subspace and bondage heaven. Lost in her own emotions but kept in the real word by the need to keep standing. It was only when Master Richard and Carla started talking to her and removing her straitjacket did she come back completely. Once the straitjacket and hood were removed a lead was attached to her collar and she was paraded around the room. “Now who needs a foot rest?” Carla had mused pushing Jane on her knees in front of the Domme. Jane, still a little stiff from standing in her strait jacket struggled to get into a good position for the Domme to use as a footstool. Jane remembered hearing Master Richard scold her for taking her time and making the Domme wait. The Domme was wearing black leather boots with a sharp five inch stiletto heel. Jane loved boots and felt a wave of warm satisfaction as the Domme rested her booted feet on her back. She became aware of what was going on in the room. The Dominant couple were sitting together on the sofa. She had her feet on Janes back and the Dom was looking at a book or something similar and making comments. Master Richard and Carla sat across from them, Master Richard in a large leather chair and Carla at his feet. The hostess and her partner and the other couple were not in the room. Jane noticed how friendly and fun the conversation was. She realised that her Master and Mistress really liked this other couple. This made Jane feel better about what may be about to happen. Jane’s knees started to ache. She tried not to move but eventually she had to shift her weight. The Domme gave her a short sharp push with her foot and sharp words to keep still. A second of resentment for the harsh comment was overcome by Jane’s overwhelming desire to serve. In serving this Domme she was also serving her own Master and Mistress. The Dom stood up he fetched some floggers from a bag they were passed round and tried out in the air. Master Richard handed them to the Domme and said “Come on then show us how good you have got with double flogging.” As the Domme removed her feet from Janes back, Carla lifted her to her feet with a tug on her lead. “Here you go use our slave for practice” Jane wanted to run as she was unsure of playing with a stranger. Yet hearing her Mistresses voice giving her to another gave her a feeling of humiliation. She was just an object to be handed around and felt immense pride in being able to serve them in this way. The Domme took Jane by the lead and placed her over the hard leather armchair her Master had been sitting in. She gently rubbed Jane’s back over her body stocking. Her touch was firm and it stimulated Jane’s skin. The Domme then started flogging her back with a pair of heavy leather floggers. Jane rolled onto her back smiling inwardly as she thought of the gentle build up the Domme had done and how quickly the warmth grew as the two floggers hit one after the other rhythmically and steadily. Firm thuddy strokes. The room had fallen into silence except for the sound of the floggers beating down on Janes back. For how long Jane was not sure, but as some point the Domme stopped and stroked Janes back. Turning to Richard the Domme had said “Its hard to judge the impact on the skin through the stocking” “Tell her to take it off them, she is just a slave she will do as she is told and you are our friends” Master Richards reply made Jane flush with humiliation. She did not move hoping the Domme would not take her Master up on his suggestion, but a short sharp slap to her bottom by the Domme along with orders to strip put a stop to any thoughts of not being naked in front of strangers. Once naked Jane was put back into position and the floggers swung once more. This time the Domme worked all of Jane’s body, her back buttocks and thighs. She worked hard but not viciously and Jane had relaxed into it enjoying the wonderful warming and the glow of the pain as it increased with each shock. The flogging only stopped when Master Richard told the Domme to try out his own heavy leather tawse. Jane had felt it several times over the past month since he had bought it. It was heavy leather, still stiff with newness. It measured 18 inches total and split to two vicious points. Jane tensed a little knowing how hard this tawse hurt. Jane could hear the Domme testing out the tawse on her own hand and admiring it. The conversation picked up between her Master and Mistress and the two Dominants all about different toys about how much they enjoyed using them. Jane relaxed as they chatted, thinking she had been forgotten. She was mistaken, just as she dropped her head the Domme landed a hard accurate stroke across her buttocks. Jane let out a cry of pain. “Silence” Mater Richard voice echoed around the room. Another blow. The chatter kept up, the Domme saying how good the tawse was. Jane endured several hard strokes across her buttocks before the Domme handed the tawse back to Master Richard. Jane then felt the heavy evil sting of the tawse wielded by her Master. “It works really well if you follow through” Richard had pointed out as he handed the tawse to the Dom. Jane was handed over to the Dom for him to try out the new tawse. His arm was as strong as Master Richards and he showed no mercy. Jane shifted on the floor the bruising on her bottom felt tight and a smile of contentment creped over her face. The night had continued. Master Richard and the Dominant couple taking turns trying out different toys. Floggers whips canes and tawse were all used on Jane as she kept her position and except for the occasional gasp she also kept her silence. Her beautiful Mistress was wrapped up in a blanket watching the show and chattering to her friends. Jane snuggled down and as sleep started to take hold she vaugely remembered the other guests coming back into the room to join in the fun. Sleep came and dreams of being used and abused by her Master and Mistresses friends filled her night.

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