Safeword: Rainbow

Victoria quickly obeyed and the artist began to systematically redden her beautiful submissive's ass with the flat of her hand. It would not really hurt her but heighten her awareness for her situation. She then ordered her to get on all fours and crawl to the centre of the latex blanket.

~*~

Jacqueline lit some candles across the room and slightly dimmed the electrical lights. She then knelt next to her lover and gently stroked the pink buttocks. Her other hand found the smooth, freshly shaved mons. She smiled at the sudden intake of breath when she began to finger fuck the slick, ready opening.

The spread legs opened even further. Continuing her slow movement she lubed up her left index finger and circled the raven-head's nether opening. She took her time and waited for her lover to relax.

The digit slipped easily inside but she stopped after introducing the second knuckle.

"Can you feel me inside of you, my love? I want you to relax, open up for me."

The pressure around her finger almost immediately lessened and she praised the younger woman for her efforts while pressing deeper 'til her whole index finger was buried deep inside. Meanwhile, her right thumb was coaxing Victoria's clit out of its hood. She could have measured her lover's accelerated heartbeat by touch alone.

Reluctant to make it too easy for her beloved, Jacqueline slowed her rhythm down and thus kept her at a moderate level of arousal. To the redhead's surprise the ass cheeks and sphincter muscles stayed relaxed.

Encouraged, she started to move her index finger in and out, creating another rhythm that served as counterpoint to the movements of her other hand. Victoria's posture relaxed even further.

But she couldn't help but shudder when a second finger was introduced. As a testament to her training and her self control she didn't tense up.

"Yes, that's my baby.

"Next step. I want you to clench your muscles when I'm at the deepest point of penetration. Slowly let go when I start to pull out. And I want you to be as relaxed as possible when I bear down again."

Jacqueline used the exercise to widen her lover's anal entrance a bit more with every slow pass, until she was able to add a third finger. Her right thumb was still on the other's clit, flicking it gently.

With the next pass the long fingers stayed buried as deeply as possible. She sped up her ministrations, stroking her arousal to a raging fire and pushing her over the edge. Her whole body shock with the force of her release and for a scant second her control faltered and her internal muscles relaxed. Jacqueline then let her ride out the orgasm and removed her hand from her beloved's pussy.

The fingers in her ass stayed motionless.

She waited for Victoria's heartbeat to return to a more normal speed.

"You did much better than the last time, baby, but you still earned yourself a punishment. Do you want it now or after the session?"

"Now, please. I'm sorry I couldn't control myself better."

"You're doing fine, my love. I'm proud of you."

She pulled her fingers out of Victoria's arse and removed the last remnants of the lube with a soft tissue from her lover's behind.

"For losing control and relaxing your muscles without permission you now will suffer six strokes with the cane. I don't want you to count, but you will announce every second stroke."

Soon six evenly spaced marks adorned the young lawyer's backside.

Usually she would have resented having to kiss the instrument of discipline but this time was different, very different; it made her feel secure and complete. Having to kiss the cane this time made her feel cared for and cherished. Her Mistress put some soothing lotion on her skin and gently caressed her sides and breasts until the lotion had been completely absorbed.

~*~

A very slim butt plug was inserted in her anus; it was about half the diameter of her Mistress' index finger and she had to actively clamp down to keep it in place. During their first training session she had let it slip out twice -- and even three days later had barely been able to sit. She had learned her lesson well.

For the next twenty minutes Jacqueline led her through a series of jumping jacks, gymnastic and aerobic moves, jack-knives, and push-ups. Once or twice she felt it move and feared that the tiny object would slip out but when her Mistress inspected her it were only three millimetres. That meant she would only get three more strokes with the cane and she took them with a certain pride.

The tall redhead confirmed her self-evaluation by telling Victoria how beautiful she was and how much pride she felt at having such a good submissive. She accentuated every word with a gentle kiss on Victoria's reddened skin and the raised welts from the cane, thus giving her a small treat before the next part of her training.

"Please, Mistress, don't stop. Your lips feel so good on my burning skin."

Jacqueline smiled and indulged her for a few more minutes but didn't allow herself to become distracted by her own mounting arousal.

She gently spread her lover's cheeks and checked the sphincter. She coated her fingers with lube and quickly pressed three of them past the immediately tensing muscle. The raven-head grunted but stayed in position and tried to relax by breathing as calmly as possible.

The pressure against Jacqueline's fingers lessened and she started to curl them against the taut wall of muscles and slowly pump in and out. She saw in the wall mirror that her lover's face was starting to get flushed and cupped her clit and labia in the palm of her right hand. She just held her, possessively, protectively. The younger woman's juices were slowly coating her skin.

Thrusting her forth finger in Victoria's anus gave her more freedom of movement and she worked on enlarging the opening even further. As soon as the younger woman's breathing returned to a more regular rhythm she quickly withdrew both hands and whispered, "Brace yourself, baby!"

The vibrator she now held was big, more than big with over 10'' in length and at its broadest point almost as thick as her closed fist. Despite the thorough preparation it would be a painful process for her beloved to take it all in. It would all but split her in two but it also was the last part of the training.

The first two and a half inches went in easily but then the shaft rapidly got thicker and Jacqueline added more lubrication. Her right arms circled Victoria's waist to steady her while the left worked on pushing the monster all the way in. She steeled herself against her lover's pain filled moans and her pleading voice.

"Please, Mistress, stop. It hurts so much. Please stop!"

Finally the vibrator was in position; the circumference of the base approximated the sculptor's wrist. Jacqueline quickly attached a harness to secure it and helped the crying young woman to stand. She took her in her arms and they cuddled on the bed.

"It hurts so much, Jacqy."

"I know, my love, but you are strong, you can take it."

"Please make it stop. Please, I can't!"

The redhead sought Victoria's brown orbs and answered seriously. "You know that there is only one way to stop this, little one. Use your safe word. I'll still be proud of you."

The woman in her arms was visibly fighting with herself. She had used the safe word to stop the first session of anal training at exactly this point, and the next day she had begged her Mistress on her knees to try again but then the plug had not been as thick and long and punishing as this one.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," she whispered against the taller woman's shoulder.

"You'll only have to wear it for two hours, my love, well, one hour and 52 minutes to be exact. You can do it."

"Please hold me, Mistress."

"Always, my love."

She kissed the enticing, still tear-filled brown eyes and rolled the other woman on her back. Victoria's painful hiss was swallowed by her Mistress' tongue searching out her own.

Strong hands began to knead her breasts and she instinctively arched her back for better access. The hands stayed but the mouth began to wander down her throat between her breasts. It lingered over her belly button and descended to her freshly shaven mons. She opened her legs in anticipation. Soft lips nibbled her outer labia and a tongue lapped the length of her sex, eagerly gathering her juices.

She quickly forgot the pain in her caned backside while the intruder anchored in her anus was still keenly felt but no longer unbearably so. Her orgasm built quickly and just as she had been trained she tried to hold it back.

"Come for me, my love."

Jacqueline held her beloved during the afterglow and activated the vibrator before she had a chance to recover completely. It was at a fairly low setting and she quickly would become used to it but for now it gave her an excuse to snuggle deeper into her Mistress' embrace.

"I love you, Mistress."

"And I love you, my Tory." The tall redhead answered, kissing her on the crown of her head in the knowledge that she wouldn't ask again to end the session prematurely.

She gave her another few minutes to recover and then said, "It's time for something to eat, my love. Come!"

Victoria let herself reluctantly be helped to her feet. Walking hurt but it no longer was the sharp pain it had been at first.

Her Mistress took a seat at the kitchen table while she put the lasagne in the microwave oven and poured a glass of wine. Instead of making her kneel on the floor or sending her into a corner, Jacqueline took her on her lap. She was securely held and hand-fed, almost forgetting that this was still part of the training session; at least until her Mistress began to play with the settings on the remote control of the vibrator.

"Remember," the tall woman said while stroking her pussy lips, "you are not allowed to come without permission, and from now on you will not be allowed to beg or even ask for it."

"Yes Mistress," Victoria answered quietly, all too aware that the taller woman wouldn't make it easy for her.

When their meal was finished and the kitchen put back in order there were still 49 minutes left to the two hours. They returned to the play room and the raven-head saw the wetness glistening on her Mistress' thighs, so she asked,

"Please, Mistress, let me make love to you. Let me give you pleasure!"

Jacqueline only nodded and quickly found herself the object of her lover's very solicitous attentions. Victoria knew exactly how to further arouse her and seeing the need in the sculptor's deep green eyes, she brought her to a quick release and already worked on building up the next orgasm before the first had ebbed away.

They both fell asleep; first the submissive and then the Mistress who had just enough awareness left to deactivate the vibrator. Jacqueline was the first to wake up again and berated herself for falling asleep in the first place. The wall mounted clock told her that they had been out for more than two and a half hours.

~*~

She woke Victoria by placing gentle kisses on her eyes, nose, and mouth. "Hello, my love. It's time to remove the vibrator."

The younger woman blinked a few times and answered sleepily, "Yes, my love," intent on going back to sleep.

"Wake up, baby. We still have a training session to finish."

Brown eyes snapped open. "We fell asleep in the play room?"

"Yes, baby, and now take your position on the floor."

Victoria placed an almost chaste kiss on the soft tissue of her Mistress' breast and climbed out of bed.

Jacqueline immediately was at her side and removed the straps of the harness. "Are you ready, Tory? This will probably hurt as much as putting it in did but I really need you to do most of the work on your own."

The dark haired woman only nodded. She knew that her Mistress would make it as easy as possible for her.

"Okay, let's do it. Press it out as hard as you can."

Jacqueline lubricated the area around the plug. She put her right hand on the small of the kneeling woman's back, to hold her and to soothe her.

"Alright my love, you know what to do, concentrate on your breathing and expel it."

She immediately felt the change in her lover's posture. The vibrator began to move, only a fraction of an inch, but the tall woman was ready and grabbed the base of the plug to keep it from sliding back in.

"That's it, my love. You're doing well. Just get it past the thickest part. The rest is a piece of cake. Do it for me, baby."

Long, agonising minutes later the slender body was covered in sweat and trembling with exhaustion. The redhead praised her but didn't allow her to get up yet.

"Hold your position, my love. I'll be back in a moment."

Jacqueline fetched a bowl with warm water and a washcloth from the adjoining bathroom and began to wash the raven-head's face, followed by her arms, back, and her breasts. She took her time and turned a simple act into a caress, especially with her lover's sex and her still reddened and welted behind.

Without letting her lover know she squirted a generous amount of a transparent gel on her fingers and began to massage it in, very thoroughly.

"Huh, what's that? It's cold."

That really must have surprised her or she never would have spoken without being spoken to first; it was part of the rules of all of their training sessions.

"I know that it's cold, my love, but it can't be helped. It's part of how it works -- at least that's what Marge told me. It will help your sphincter to recover from the extended stretching. If it works as good as she said it would, by tomorrow morning you will be back to normal."

"Wow! Thank you, Mistress! Would you please punish me for asking you to stop twice, and for speaking without your permission."

Jacqueline continued to massage the gel into the skin just around her lover's abused anal muscle. Ten minutes at least, Marge had said.

"Are you sure that you want the full punishment? You did so well tonight that I would be inclined to let you off the hook with just a symbolic punishment."

"No, Mistress, I screwed up. I deserve to be punished, really punished. I'm sorry that I didn't have the strength not to beg you to stop. Please use the cane on me, let me feel the consequences of my disobedience the whole next week."

A finger was put on her lips. "Don't forget who's in charge, baby. Only I decide why or how you will or should be punished."

"I'm sorry, Mistress, I didn't want to presume anything."

"That's better. You'll now receive five strokes for asking the first time, ten for the second, and another ten for speaking without permission. You also tried to manipulate me but for this you will not be punished, not this time. I'm counting that you remember how poorly I look upon attempts to top from the bottom."

"Yes, Mistress, I remember. I'm really sorry. I didn't consciously try anything, it just slipped out."

Victoria's voice was barely above a whisper; so, the other woman probed deeper. "Victoria Katherine, are you telling me the truth?"

"Yes, Mistress," the younger woman's voice held more conviction, "I never would lie to you and I learned my lesson early on."

Both women couldn't help but recall this time, a few weeks after the raven-head had moved in with Jacqueline. One of them remembered it with a certain dread, the other with a certain degree of pride. They both knew that it definitively had brought them closer together.

Instead of asking for what she wanted, Victoria had tried to manipulate her Mistress, and the tall artist had not taken kindly to the numerous subtle and not so subtle attempts of her newly minted submissive to take control. One day she had sat her down and given her a choice, right in the middle of a cuddling session on the couch.

~~~

"Sit up, Victoria, we have to talk. An hour ago you said you wanted to be held by your Mistress, and now you try to give me orders?"

Jacqueline's voice was calm and her face didn't betray any emotion; so, the other woman didn't take her as seriously as she should have.

"Oh, come, I only asked you to stroke me a bit."

"You asked?" Now, there was an angry glimmer in her eyes.

"I told you to..." The raven-head fell silent and she found something interesting to look at on her hands. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I screwed up. I'm sorry!"

"Sorry is not good enough, baby, because this was not the first time. It was just over a month ago that you chose me as your Mistress, in front of our friends and your former Mistress. And you proved your submission by receiving 24 strokes with the cane, by kissing my hands and licking my feet. Do you still stand to your word, Tory? Do you still want to be mine?"

Victoria did the only thing she could think of; she slid from the couch and knelt in front of the other woman. The redhead had her feet tucked under her; so, the closest she could get to kissing her Mistress' feet was to kiss her knees. She then put her forehead on the floor and remained this way.

"Sit up, little one. I assume you understand that we have a problem."

Victoria's eyes concentrated on the floor but she answered. "Yes, Mistress, I know. Please help me to do better."

"Is this really what you want, Victoria? You will have to be punished and we will have to work on your attitude problem. It won't be a walk through a park, that's why I give you the chance to back out now."

Victoria visibly paled but she knew enough about her Mistress to be aware that neither an apology nor a promise to do better in the future would be enough.

"Please, I want to learn, Mistress."

"It will be painful, little one, for both of us because I will not cut you any slack." The taller woman said, seriousness still predominant in her voice.

Victoria raised her eyes and found the green orbs of her Mistress.

"I love you, Jacqueline DeNorlan. I want you to be my Mistress, now and for the rest of our lives. I want you to teach me how to be your submissive. Please, Mistress, teach me how to serve you better. Please punish me for my short-comings."

The redhead bent forward and kissed her on the forehead.

"I want you to get on your hands and knees and crawl to the corner on your right. Get up on your knees and put your hands in your neck. I have a few phone calls to make."

Jacqueline left the room before the smaller woman had reached her assigned position.

Victoria didn't like corner time but she only had herself to blame, and she also was honest enough with herself to admit that she needed this. She felt secure in the knowledge that her Mistress would take care of her and make everything alright.

A few minutes later she heard Jacqueline's voice. "Come back to the couch, Victoria Katherine."

In the process of standing up the dark haired woman changed her mind and got back on her hands and knees. She took her place in front of her Mistress but didn't dare to look up.

"Look at me, Tory."

The young woman obeyed immediately.

"I just spoke with your boss. He was very concerned when he heard about your accident and sends his best wishes. I told him that you sprained your ankle and gave yourself a few bruises when training for the softball game on Saturday. Thanks to the painkillers you are supposedly taking you will only be able to work for a few hours a day. He agreed that you can work from here. Sandra will send the appropriate paperwork to your boss first thing tomorrow morning. This way they won't take it out of your holiday time.

"I know it's not strictly legal but we will need this time for us. This way we will have two weeks to work on our problem. Your day will start with six strokes with a cane as punishment for all the times you forgot your place. You then will work 'til midday, and the rest of the day will be dedicated to learning, for both of us."

Jacqueline saw the question in her lover's eyes before she opened her mouth and put a finger on her lips.