Chapter Fourteen

All four girls waited until the door to the dungeon had closed, and then they all ran to the kitchen. Sandra turned on the TV and there on the screen sat Sean and Roger. She then turned up the volume and the kitchen was filled by Sean's voice saying, "Well it was Julie's hand, I mean, fuck she really knows how to use it. That's no fucking excuse for cumming up my arse, is it?" Sean exclaimed. "No," agreed Roger, "But she got me so close I couldn't help myself, know what I mean?"

"No, I fucking don't," replied Sean, "Remember you came in me not the other way around." Roger was lost for words.

Sandra turned down the volume on the TV, all of them immediately burst into laughter. "Fucking ace," said Beth. "Absolutely brilliant," added Carol. "Well," said Sandra, "It did go better than even I thought."

"Ah, but poor Roger," started Julie, "Sean's really having a go at him now."

"Well we can always fix that after lunch," said Sandra with a grin.

All the girls helped to fix a light salad, which was made more enjoyable, by a bottle of "Nuit San George". None of them could believe how gullible the boys had been. After a lot of giggling, helped along by the wine, they decided on a plan for the afternoon. "Let's see how our boys are getting on," said Sandra turning up the volume on the TV again.

Roger looked at Sean saying, "Look mate, I know it doesn't help but, believe me I'm sorry; you know I'm not gay, but well." His voice trailed of. Sean was thinking hard about what had happened. "Look," he started, "I understand that it was not your fault it was those crazy bitches." After a short pause Sean continued. "Anyway, we can always say that they're lying, right?"

"Yeah," replied Roger, "Like it never happened, eh!"

"Exactly," said Sean, "And whose gonna believe them over us?"

"No one," added Roger.

A few minutes of silence past then Sean, now feeling a lot happier that everything would be forgotten and his manhood would stay intact, said "You wanna know something funny Roger?"

"What?" inquired Roger "You really came a lot; do you always cum that much?"

"I dunno," replied Roger, "Never really thought about it, know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I guess so," said Sean. Roger then said, "Hope I didn't hurt you mate, cause you were pretty tight at the start."

"No," replied Sean, "It stung a bit at the start but then it was Ok."

"Oh good," said Roger.

"That fucking bastard!" shouted Julie, "He never wants to know if it hurts me when he sticks his prick up my arse!"

"This is what men are all about," commented Carol; "They're more interested in themselves than us."

"Well," added Beth, "We haven't finished with them yet, have we?"

They all agreed it was time to get serious with them. After cleaning away the plates and glasses they all made their way back to the dungeon door. Yet again Sandra entered the code into the keypad and as expected the light turned green.

As they entered the room the boys stopped talking immediately. Sandra took a bar stool and placed it to one side of the boys chairs. Beth, Julie and Carol stood around her. Sean sat there defiant, and determined not to say anything; he would not give them the pleasure of humiliating him any further.

Sandra was very good at her job and picked up instantly on Sean's mood. "Ok boys, back to the rules," she started. Then looking at Roger she said, "Well slave Roger, how did you enjoy sex with a man?" Roger flushed red saying, "Not much, Madam Sandra."

"But you had an orgasm, didn't you?"

"Yes," Madam Sandra, "I did."

"Well do you normally cum when you don't enjoy something?"

"No, Madam Sandra, I don't." He was starting to get confused as to why he had cum, which was exactly the effect Sandra wanted.

Looking at Sean she said, "I don't see any reason to talk to you about what happened as you obviously enjoyed it."

"I didn't," he blurted out. He hadn't wanted to talk but he did not want her to think that he had enjoyed being fucked by Roger. "I didn't what?" Asked Sandra, "Who are you talking to?" She continued.

"I didn't Madam Sandra," he said petulantly. "Your apology is not accepted," Sandra informed him. Looking to Carol Sandra said, "Mistress Carol, the scissors please."

"Yes Madam," Carol went over to the control desk and picked up the scissors and gave them to Sandra.

Sean was beginning to feel fear rise up inside him again as he was not wearing any clothing for her to cut of. He watched as Sandra sat there playing with the scissors.

Sandra looked at Beth. "Well Mistress Beth, what do you suggest we cut off?" Beth paused as if in thought before answering, "Well Madam, you could always cut of his;" she turned and whispered in Sandra's year. Sandra burst out laughing. "A good idea but slightly messy, don't you think?"

"I suppose you're right Madam," answered Beth.

Sean by this time did not know what to think, he wanted to apologize profusely but he was not allowed to speak. What had Beth suggested, if only he could go back in time, perhaps he could change things. Yes, he would definitely change things, oh God, get me out of this and I promise to be more thoughtful.

"Well," said Sandra standing up, "I have decided what to cut off." With that she moved towards Sean who tried to push himself through the back of the chair, in a vain attempt to escape Sandra and the scissors. Sandra just lent forward and grabbed his limp prick with her right hand. "No please! No!" shouted Sean. "I'll do anything!"

Anything?" questioned Sandra.

"Yes! Yes! Anything you want, but don't cut off my prick! Please!"

"All right," replied Sandra, "But you have just spoken to me twice without saying Madam Sandra. So I have to do something don't I?"

"Yes, Madam Sandra."

"Good, I'm so happy that you agree." With that Sandra's left hand moved up to his head and she cut a large chunk of Sean's hair away.

Sean watched as strands of his hair fell towards his stomach. Sandra sat back on the stool. Looking at Sean she said, "I'll never become a hairdresser, will I slave Sean?"

"No Madam Sandra," Sean said with a very shaky voice. "And remember your promise, or else?"

"Yes Madam Sandra," he said with a slightly calmer voice.

Roger was enjoying the show, mainly because it did not involve him. He watched as Sandra destroyed Sean completely, and almost burst out laughing when Sandra chopped a chunk of his hair. She had cut it right from the front, which was impossible to cover up; he now looked a right pratt!

Julie looked at Roger saying; "See something funny, do we?"

"No mistress Julie."

"You're lying," she countered. "No mistress Julie, I'm not."

"Are you calling me a liar?" She hit back. Now poor Roger didn't know what to say, any answer would be the wrong one.

Sean felt happier that the attention had been taken away from him. But Beth was not about to let that continue. "Well, slave Sean," she started, "What do you think about arse fucking now?" It was a question that he knew he would get wrong, but he tried. "It was a little painful Mistress Beth."

"And then, after the first thrust what was it like?"

"Not so painful, Mistress Beth."

"So you enjoyed it then?" How could he answer that"

"No, not really Mistress Beth."

"Perhaps you prefer Roger to give you a blowjob." Before he could answer Carol said, "What a good idea Mistress Beth." Beth tuned her back on Sean and looked at Carol saying, "Umm, I think they would both enjoy that and it would certainly cement their relationship, don't you agree, Mistress Julie?"

Roger was so pleased when he heard Beth's voice question Julie, although he did not hear what she asked. Julie turned her attention to Beth, saying, "Yes I agree Mistress Beth, I think that lover boy here would enjoy that." turning to Roger she said, "Wouldn't you?"

"Err, yes Mistress Julie," he said without knowing what he had said yes to. Sean, on the other hand, had heard the question but couldn't believe the answer Roger had given.

"Well, well, well, looks as if we've found Roger's taste," said Sandra, before Sean could say anything. Roger was still unaware of what he had agreed to but the look on Sean's face and Sandra's comment told him that he had got it wrong.

"You see Sean," continued Sandra, "At least Roger is honest about his female side, and we are convinced that as soon as that side of you wakes up, you will be much more than just a man." Sean was speechless; the thought of Roger giving him a blowjob had really thrown him.

Julie, however, was impressed by Roger and gave him such a tender kiss on the mouth, saying "I'm proud of you Roger for being such a man." Roger liked the kiss and his ego started to inflate at being called "such a man". However, he still did not understand what Sandra meant by his female side. Shit he thought, if only I had listened to what they were talking about.

Sandra said that it was time to clean them up before they become more intimate. She directed Beth to untie Sean and take him for a shower, however, Carol was to accompany them and she would be carrying the cattle prod. Just to make sure that Sean did not try anything, the handcuffs were again fastened behind his back. Sandra then informed Beth that the shower was behind the black curtain.

Beth attached a collar to Sean and led him off with Carol following at a safe distance.

Julie then untied Roger from the chair saying, "You're not going to run away are you?"

"No mistress Julie, I'm not."

"Good boy, then I think it would be a good time for you to really please Madam Sandra; you'd like that wouldn't you?"

"Yes Mistress Julie," was Roger's eager response.

Sandra sat on the chair that Sean had just occupied, she placed one leg over each arm and then rolled back a piece of leather between her legs which revealed a zipper that went from her arse to the top of her cunt. Roger already had a large erection as Julie guided his head to Sandra's waiting cunt. As his tongue started to work he heard Julie say, "This should be good practice for him Madam." Sandra laughed in agreement and then concentrated on what Roger was doing with his tongue. He was good she thought, damn good. She could feel her clitoris swelling up.

Sean entered the small shower cubicle and as he did he turned to Beth saying "Look love, enough is enough, eh?" Beth reached out and grabbing him by the balls said, "Who the fuck do you think you are talking to, it's Mistress Beth to you." Her other hand turned on the cold water tap fully. The shock of the cold water hitting his body was like being stung by a thousand needles at the same time. After a full minute of standing in the freezing shower Beth decided to mix in some hot water. The temperature rose only slightly but to Sean it was warm.

Roger was surprised at how wet Sandra was when he started to lick her. Suddenly he felt Julie behind him. Her hand ran down his back and across his arse. He expected her to slap him on the arse, but to his surprise and delight he felt her lips on his arse as her hand slid between his legs to his erect prick.

Sean could not get over the change in Beth, where was that sweet little sex machine he had known for all these years. As for Roger, Sean was amazed at what he had said. No fucking way he was going to accept a blowjob from him.

Carol looked at Beth saying; "It seems to be going to plan."

"Yes it's perfect." Beth then turned her attention back to Sean. "Right you, out!"

"Yes Mistress Beth," Sean answered.

Julie's fingers wrapped themselves around Roger's prick she pulled on it hard. Julie then lay on her back and slid between Roger's legs, her eyes looked up towards Roger's prick. Her hand pulled his prick to her mouth.

Roger felt the warmth of Julie's mouth as it wrapped itself around his prick. She sucked hard and her tongue was doing acrobatics at the same time. Sandra could feel herself getting close to an orgasm. Roger would make a good permanent slave she thought, but that thought left her, as she knew he was Julie's.

Beth watched as Carol dried Sean's hair, she could see him looking at himself in the mirror. What must he be thinking she thought" Sean looked at himself wondering what he had done wrong, and look at how much hair that bitch had cut off.