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Authors name: SafeWord (anonymous)
Story title : O-2000 - Part 17


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O-2000 - Part 17 (Fdom/f, ws, bd)
By "SafeWord"

Dedicated to: Deirdre, Who could say more in fewer 
words than I'll ever manage:
                 to: Lenny Bruce for his courage
                 to: "O"

O-2000 :      Cher Maitre      : Episode XIV  : La 
Gazza Ladra (Overture) (ver by ?)


": they have me whipped for speaking true, thou'lt have 
me whipped for lying; and sometimes I am whipped for 
holding my peace."    " King Lear" A I, S VI, L 185
"Why should you fall into so deep an O?"  "Romeo and 
Juliet"   S III, A III, L 90

"O"  - naught (0) ; hence, a mere nothing  -  NC Dict. 
1927
     - an exclamation used in address or expressive of 
a wish or emotion  -  F&W Dict. 1944

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 When she was with finished with me, J bathed me and 
carried me to bed. She applied some ointment to my 
welts, which soothed the pain, and I slept. In the 
morning, I was stiff, so she re-applied some more of 
the ointment and I could move around some. She 
deliberately had added, no further injury to my 
backside, so sitting was at least comfortable. We did 
not go down to breakfast, she ordered up something for 
us. We sat having, toast and tea.

 She said " I intend to apply severe distress to you as 
last night, as and when I wish, nothing will change 
that. 
You are blameless.  Nothing you have done was a reason 
for last night's visitation of anguish. You were not 
being punished for anything. I would not do that to 
punish you.

What was done to you was done, strictly, because it 
amused me.  

If you wish to be mine. You will endure, such!  'a tort 
et a droit' ,'a tort et a travers' ,'a tout propos'.  
Do you understand?"

I slowly rose from my chair and knelt before her. Her 
bare feet were cool on my lips. She let me renew our 
vows for a while, her hand lightly touching my head. 

"Ok, Up you go, dear. Not during the day. You must 
wait, until we are at home...  Let's get some 
Sloppertone on you, to cover those marks. Your 
libidinous little shop girl friends, may wish to play 
with you again, and you will feel much better if you 
keep moving around."

The suntan cheater, covering, my metals of servitude 
and we went to visit Tracy. My sister and I phoned home 
and had a group chat with Mom and Dad. We were evasive 
on some subjects, as Tracy wasn't seeing much of the 
place except from a wheelchair. But at least they knew 
we were OK and enjoying ourselves. All things being 
relative.

I was happy, mistress had used me for her pleasure and 
no matter how painful that had been it for me. It had 
pleased her.

The sun and bare bodies were back out. The lotion J had 
put on me worked fine as a sun and blemish block 
allowing me to take off my robe and tan in my bikini. 
We kept to ourselves that day, our British friends were 
off doing the tour circuit, the day flew by and that 
night J and I retired early. She asked me to join her 
in her bed and we snuggled off to sleep. No services 
required, I happily slept in her arms.  


At the beach the next day, there was a sensation 
amongst the girls. They all hurried off to watch the 
morning aerobics exercises. They were excitedly 
watching two new gorgeous"?" males that had joined in 
the morning workout. For half an hour in the sun they 
carried on about, what the guy's little suits covered 
and how they would like to covered under those two huge 
hunks. I was kind of surprised! I knew my guards were 
good looking but never thought of them as being sexy. 

Although I must admit that my friendly giant was 
pleasing to look upon. The girls were disappointed when 
the exercises stopped. I noticed that my duo had not 
even raised a sweat, although they had matched the 
profession aerobics team coaches, routine for routine. 
That impressed me; those lads were really in condition 
as well as shape.

The girls really had a minor fit when my friendly giant 
came over to say good morning. I asked him if he was 
having a day off and he nodded. He said he had reserved 
a sailboat and was going to relax for the day on the 
water. I told him not to drown, I might need him again. 

He smiled and said  "anytime Ma'am", and left. The 
other girls gave me static about being an idiot and not 
taking him up on an obvious invitation to join him for 
the day. That puzzled me? I guess they were right but, 
I figured he didn't need me, what, with a host of 
beautiful women he could have for that inciting smile.

I told J about the girl's reaction to the morning show. 
She laughed it off saying that they were not going to 
get anywhere with Steve, the big one. I was curious and 
asked "why, is he gay?' She laughed again and told me 
"far from it Steve just is a one woman guy and he 
probably is still carrying a crush on a girl back home 
in Arizona." She said " he must have watched too many 
Gary Cooper movies as a kid because he has some really 
old fashioned values about marriage as life partners, 
honor and protection of women. Values that convinced me 
to hire him on my security team." I then learned, she 
had hand picked her and my guards. Later, I learned, 
she owned the security firm so it didn't seem so 
unusual. 

Then she dropped a bombshell on me and told me that she 
would prefer if someone like Steve, very much like 
Steve, was the first man, I had!

I flustered off a stunned "Why?"

She said "Because! Dear you and I will be attending 
little functions put on by friends of mine of shared 
interests. I can harbor you under my wing for a while 
but eventually I will have to let some of the MaleDoms 
have you for their use. I think my girlfriends will 
also want to take you.  Some of them enjoy, screwing a 
pretty girl like you as much as the men, and use larger 
tools! I would like you to have, some experience being 
with someone you like and wished to make love to. 
Before you are loaned out to be fucked and used by a 
group of men or women. Most Masters won't care to know 
your name, let alone care if you are enjoying being 
gang fucked."  

My mistress's personal idea of counseling was no softer 
than her bedside manner. One can be too blunt. It was 
like a brick, dropping, on your bare toe.

I guess, mistress had watched a few Gary Cooper films 
also but wasn't going to let it change her nature; she 
had a romantic streak in her, of a sort!


We settled into a routine after that day, Tracy was 
able to come over and visit in the evenings in the 
wheelchair, pushed by Laurie and in a few days walking, 
on her own. The four of us spent a lot of time together 
late into the evenings. We were going to bed so late. 
Both so exhausted that showering together and a cuddle 
was about all we had energy for. 

Well, just about all!  J started using me at nights 
again in a few days and that was nice .She wasn't 
always horny but she often was.  She never seemed to 
tire of having my lips on her. We would lie in bed 
cuddling and she would gently push my head down under 
the covers, between her legs. She liked to slip her 
fingers between my moving tongue and her clit just to 
better feel my licking of her. Later when she had had, 
enough, she would gently push me away. Never did she 
give me a command, except a physical one. Other nights 
she would just fall to sleep. I would always remain 
awake, waiting to see if she required me. Then if not I 
would sleep myself, disappointed. She never even 
spanked me the rest of the time, we were there.


 Tracy and Laurie had to be shown the sights Tracy was 
really feeling better so we took her shopping and 
stuff.  We stayed together as a tight foursome during 
the day. Laurie came over one night when Tracy was 
sleeping. She said she didn't understand all that had 
gone on but some of Tracy's injuries were not the kind 
you got from a car accident but if that what everyone 
wanted to pretend, she wasn't going to make a fuss. We 
remained silent, so the subject was dropped. She said 
that Tracy had changed a bit but she couldn't tell how. 
Tracy was somehow different but still was nice to her. 
J and I said nothing on that either. 

Tracy was soon out of hospital and they were moved into 
a small suite near us. We were, in and out of each 
other's rooms all the time. We partied all over the 
resort and drank and sang songs and danced and made a 
dam nuisance of ourselves, enjoying life. 

Because we could, we were alive, in spite of some sorry 
bastard's attempts to change that. So we showed the 
world, we were alive, with a vengeance.


 We holidayed!!!  Everyone having a good time until we 
had to leave and were flown, in J's little jet, back to 
Boston. It was actually nice to get back to warm 
temperatures rather than sweltering heat.

J's waiting limo drove us to our apartment. I was 
upset, I had been with J.  Living and sleeping with her 
for three weeks and didn't want to go to bed alone, 
especially since Tracy had Laurie. I consoled myself 
that it was just one more month. Tracy decided that 
working that summer was a right off. So we turned into 
major house bums. We did plant some flowers and I spent 
a lot of time on the Internet. J would stop by in the 
evenings and they all took me out on my eighteenth 
birthday for dinner and a party. We went back to the 
little Italian restaurant only this time we were the 
only people and they had four musicians play for us all 
night. We danced and had fun but that reminded me some 
of the party with Mom and Dad and depressed me, but I 
didn't show it. 

Besides I was moving, to live with my new Mistress, the 
next day.


J had the truck there at eight. The men had all my 
things loaded and gone by ten. Gerry, J's chauffeur 
picked me up at noon. Tracy and Laurie kissed me 
goodbye and I was on my way.
I was all showered and wearing my best dress, one I had 
purchased down south. I sat in the car remembering the 
last time J and I had talked, seriously. I was kind of 
scarred about some things she had said but kind of 
thrilled also. I wondered why she wasn't going to take 
me, first? I determined to ask her and then enjoyed the 
ride, excited.

The chauffeur dropped me off at a building downtown and 
at first I thought he had goofed. But he waited for me 
to enter the building and I saw that it had J's name 
beside the door with the address. The building looked 
like an old factory, all old worn red brick with white 
mortar streaks and Well. Yucky! 

The front door led to a hallway with one door off of it 
and an elevator. Gerry had told me to go on up so I 
pressed the button and stepped in. It was large enough 
for ten people and was brand new, all chromed steel.


The doors opened and the factory disappeared. J was 
waiting, wearing a lovely pantsuit but all I could see 
was the apartment. 

I gawked, besides the fact that it went on forever!   
Someone had exquisite taste and an appreciation for 
fine art. All mixed together with quality furniture 
pieces, made of leather, chrome and dark woods. The 
room spoke of affluence and skill in decor and design. 
I recognized some of the works as J's although she had 
not shown me any paintings she had done. I just knew 
they were hers. They were excellent.

 J just let me look, not saying a word, until finally 
"we can change some things if you like, that is if you 
want to add some things of your own?"

I just shook my head then told her that I really liked 
Her work. She looked puzzled and asked which ones? So I 
pointed out the ones I thought she had done. 

She looked at me, then kissed me and said  "no one else 
has ever noticed that I did those, let alone, pointed 
them out, how did you know?" I told her they just 
seemed to be her. She smiled and kissed me again. 


Then she stepped back and said softy "Welcome to my 
home...What do you wish. Dear?"

I answered, "I want to belong and live with you."

She said "I accept you, you are mine, will always be 
mine and will belong to me alone. You may voluntarily, 
leave my service at any time. But you can belong to no 
one, pledge yourself to no one, else, as a slave. Ever, 
unless I allow it. Do you agree?"

"Yes, Mistresses."

"Fine, undress girl"

As I undressed J went to the front hall closet and came 
back with a black velvet robe with a red velvet lining. 
She handed it to me.

"This is yours to wear, you will only put it on when 
you are cold.  When here I want you naked.  Always!  It 
pleases me. 

Slip it on if you are cold.  I keep the temperature 
low, as it is my preference... There are others in your 
room.  Look in the back."

I searched and in the inner liner there was a pocket 
held closed by a Velcro clasp. There was a small white 
rug made of sheepskin inside the pocket.

"Take it out and place it here dear, many times at 
parties you cannot touch the floors, they are so dirty! 
I want you always looking your best. Use that little 
rug anytime you are required to kneel, it is lambskin. 
Use it now."

I folded my robe and set it to my side. Then knelt in 
front of my new mistress.

She went to a small hallstand and removed a case from a 
drawer. The wooden case was made of dark walnut and had 
an engraved golden plate on the lid. J handed me the 
case, placing it in my extended arms, "these are yours 
while you remain with me.  Open it."

I was busy reading the plate it said              
"Property of O" 

I opened the lid. Inside were seven sets of five body 
rings, identical in only in size to the ones I had 
brought with me.

Each set was a different colour and metal and each ring 
had different precious stones set around its rim. I 
recognized diamonds rubies, sapphires but some of the 
other coloured jewels were unknown to me. Each set of 
rings also had tags coloured to match and they too had 
inlaid precious jewels. There were seven little 
bracelets too large for the wrist, ankle bracelets. The 
real eye catcher though was off to the side. Here were 
larger precious stones designed to be hung from the 
rings as accessories. Each was larger than any stone I 
had ever seen except in pictures. There were dozens of 
them!

Even to my untrained eye, the case was obviously worth 
a fortune. Even measured by J's standards of wealth.

"Wear the black set now, take up the large tag and read 
it." 

I did as she ordered. The tag was heavy, made of a 
block of some black crystal material. It had large pure 
gold nuggets inlaid in it.
 
Engraved on it on one side was "O" on the other 
"Property of J".

"Your new name is O. You will be called nothing else 
when we are together in this role. No one in my circle 
will know your real name. If they find out. They have 
made an effort to trace you and have an ulterior motive 
for doing so.  Not, in our best interest and not in 
theirs, if they try. I'll explain later.

J said, "The others tags read the same, watch."  She 
reached and touched a pendent hanging on her neck, the 
tag in my hand vibrated briskly.

"When I want you, I will page you, like that, you will 
find that if you walk further from me the tag will buzz 
in an angry fashion, if you walk towards me it will 
pulse regularly. I don't know the range, three hundred 
feet or so?  That tag is to go on your centre ring... I 
think. You will enjoy being called."

I thought so too! The little tag was tickling my hand 
to pieces.

Ok lets get these on you." J picked up the little black 
bracelet and then took a ring in her hand. She passed 
the bracelet close to the ring and an opening appeared. 
" Just do that to open them and once again to close 
them.  

One at a time, for the first time, my mistresses placed 
her rings, my rings, on my body, her property. Her 
hands on me thrilled me so much I closed my eyes in 
pleasure. 

She fastened the large black tag on my clit ring. Her 
fingers were moist from my body and she made me clean 
them by licking them. When I was done she fastened on 
my ankle bracelet and placed my robe around my 
shoulders. It was fastened with a little silver chain 
at the neck. 

"Ok.  Lets show you around. Bring your things."

I grabbed up my little mat and tucked it in my robe's 
pouch. 

Then gently closed and carried my case, as I,  "O", 
hurried after her.  

Continued in part 18...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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