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Victoria sat on the bed. She felt goosebumps forming on her skin from the cool breeze of the air conditioner. She was completely naked, save for a blindfold that rendered her into complete darkness.
Victoria felt the smoothness of the satin sheets against her bare thighs and buttocks. Being naked and blindfolded made her feel somewhat vulnerable, but she calmed herself. She was in the safety of her own home and bedroom. Her most prominent sensation, however, was anticipation. She had no idea what Kate had in store for her this time.
When Victoria had returned home from her errands, Kate had not answered to her calls. Instead, there had been a hand-written note on the hall table.
Go to the bedroom, get undressed and wear what’s on the bed.
Victoria had hung her jacket to the hanger and gone upstairs to the master bedroom. She knew from the note that Kate had prepared a session for them, and expected Victoria to get ready for the beginning.
In the bedroom, there had been only a single item carefully set on the king size bed. It was a black suede blindfold.
Hmm, a little minimalistic, but we shall see, Victoria had thought as she unbuttoned her blouse and hung it on her clothes rack. Her skirt and pantyhose soon followed, neatly folded.
“Get undressed...” Victoria had contemplated the message as she’d stood there wearing just her panties and bra. After a moment of hesitation, she’d shrugged her shoulders and unclasped her bra and hung it on the rack. She’d bent over, pulled her panties down and thrown them into the laundry basket in the walk-in wardrobe.
Victoria had stopped to check her figure in the mirror. Even in her late twenties, her body looked as trimmed and fat free as it had looked ten years ago. Victoria took pride of many things, and her body was on the top of the list. She instinctively touched the barbell piercing on her nipple. The sensation caused her other hand to go down to touch another piercing on her clit hood. Victoria bit her lip as a jolt of arousal ran through her body.
It had been Kate’s idea, of course. To get piercings. While Kate had settled for a single ring for her lower lip, Victoria had gotten a bit more: Her tongue, both nipples and clit hood received barbells, and to top it all, her septum had received a small metal grommet to allow a ring to be attached whenever needed.
Restraining herself, Victoria had sat down on the bed, put the blindfold on her eyes - and waited patiently.
A sound of stiletto heels against the hardwood floor told Victoria that Kate was coming. She heard the bedroom door opening and Kate step into the room.
“Oh good, you’re ready,” Kate noted. ”Stand up!”
“Yes, Mistress.” The word slipped through Victoria’s lips effortlessly, without hesitation. One could even say, naturally, like it had since Victoria had willingly submitted herself to Kate.
Victoria stood up and offered her hand. Kate took the hand and led Victoria out of the bedroom. Even though she was blindfolded, Victoria walked behind Kate with confidence, as she had walked this route from upstairs to the basement numerous times. Victoria knew exactly how many steps it was to the stairs, how may steps to the first floor, how many steps to the basement stairs and finally how many steps to get down to their dungeon.
For the zillionth time, Victoria thought about their journey to this point. Victoria, who secretly yearned submission, had trained Kate, who yearned control after her traumatic experience in the hand of two sexual predators, to be her domme. What had started as a mutual agreement to help each other to fulfill their respective needs, had slowly developed into a relationship, which in turn had developed into marriage. In the process, Victoria had found the courage to completely surrender herself to the girl that she’d bullied in high school. At that moment, Victoria had begun to think Kate as her mistress instead of just her domme.
When they had moved together, Victoria and Kate had tried the dom/sub lifestyle full-time for a while, until it had caused a strain on their relationship, mostly due to Kate burning out trying to keep up a dominant role in every situation. After lengthy discussions and some couples’ therapy, Kate and Victoria had agreed on a balance between their lifestyle and a normal relationship. That would mean that their lifestyle would strictly be limited to predetermined and planned sessions. Otherwise, they would be in an equal and mutually respectful relationship. In hindsight, that had been a blessing, as it had enabled them to be more experimental in their sessions. They could test their limits with more confidence, knowing that when the session would end, there would be aftercare and they could let go of their roles.
That didn’t mean that their roles didn’t spill over into their normal lives. Even though Kate had taken Victoria’s surname in their marriage, she was the one wearing the trousers in their household. It was amazing for Victoria to see how the meek church girl had grown up to be a confident and a determined woman, with whom Victoria could safely reveal her vulnerable side, trusting that Kate would catch her if she fell.
Fourteen, fifteen, Victoria counted the rungs leading to the basement in her mind. Five steps more and they would be at the door that led to their dungeon. Originally a bomb shelter under a derelict barn, had first been converted to a photography studio with a dark room, and finally to a proper sex dungeon with scaffolds, racks, benches and a queen size bed. Drawers and lockers filled with various sex toys and outfits. There, Kate and Victoria had their sessions, some of which were filmed and published on a subscription based social platform.
Victoria heard how Kate punched in the combination to enter the dungeon. They had considered removing the combination lock, but since they had thousands of dollars’ worth of gear inside, a little extra security didn’t hurt. They had changed to a different combination than the previous occupant, though.
The electric lock opened and they both stepped inside. It had actually been a while since Victoria had been here the last time. The dungeon had been off limits while Kate had had some new equipment installed. She wanted it to be a surprise for her. Victoria had no idea about the equipment other than it was a custom piece, made to order.
Well, I guess I’m about to find out what it is, aren’t I?
Victoria had half expected for the blindfold to be removed when they would reach the dungeon. Instead, Kate kept leading her forward, apparently to the part where they held their private sessions. Victoria sensed that they were approximately in the middle of the room when they stopped.
“Kneel!” Kate ordered.
Victoria did as told. She felt the coldness of the concrete floor against her knees, and something unexpected, a round metal plate. She instinctively spread her knees since the metal felt even colder than the concrete.
“Crawl forward a bit! Good, stop there!”
Victoria followed suit and waited with anticipation.
“Open up and lean a bit forward.”
Victoria opened her mouth and felt something enter it as she leaned forward. It was of a rubbery substance, shaped slightly like an egg. Victoria determined it to be a gag of sorts, but there was something more, like an occlusal splint that seemed to fit the shape of her teeth perfectly.
“Can you feel the recesses?“ Kate asked.
Victoria grunted in compliance.
“Good! Hold that position!” Kate said and stepped forward and grabbed something.
The sound of regular hisses told Victoria that Kate was pumping air into something. It didn’t take too long for her to realize that Kate was inflating the gag. Victoria embraced herself for the gag reflex, but to her surprise, the gag didn’t enter her throat. Instead, it was bulging behind her teeth, forcing her jaw to open. It was stretching her jaw and mouth to extremes and she began to whimper a bit.
“Calm down! Just a few more pumps and we’re done,” Kate reassured her. “There! Now, try to move your head!”
Victoria did as she was told, only to find out that her head didn’t budge. She tried stretching her jaw more to release her teeth, but she couldn’t. The gag held her head in place all by itself, without any kind of straps or other fasteners.
“Perfect!” Kate said approvingly. ”Now hold out your hands!”
Victoria lifted her arms and felt how a pair of leather cuffs were wrapped around her wrists. A rattle of chains told her that the cuffs were attached to something. Her arms were left hanging when she relaxed them. Not uncomfortably that would affect the circulation, but definitely restricted.
“Okay, let’s remove that blindfold,” Kate said and lifted it away.
Victoria blinked a few times to get adjusted into the light. She realized that she was right in the middle of their private session room, like she had determined from their path. There were changes, though. The gag she was wearing, was attached to an adjustable arm, which in turn was connected to a pole that was mounted on the floor. At the opposite wall, there was now a mirror, where Victoria could see herself chained to the pole and her mouth covered by a round rubber disc that formed the base of the gag. A pink, slightly translucent latex sleeve was covering the disc and the arm. Victoria wondered about the sleeve’s purpose, but that was the least of her worries right now.
“How do you like it?” Kate asked. ”Is it comfortable?”
“Weff, whu wunn huu hum wuwn wee ahh hu woo huuweff?” Victoria grunted disgruntedly. Submissive or not, Victoria had not lost her sting when she was in discomfort. Still, she couldn’t deny that her predicament wasn’t at least a bit arousing. Something that her nether regions would readily agree.
“Come down and try for myself?” Kate repeated. “Hmm, maybe someday, but not right now, as I have a real treat planned for you.“
“Wohh weff he ihh wahhkihh?” Victoria grunted back, rolling her eyes.
“Spanking? Oh no! Something much more pleasant,” Kate said gleefully and walked to a drawer. “Remember how you always complain about your hair when you’re wearing hoods. I thought we’d do something about that.”
“Wah haih?” Victoria mumbled bemusedly before her eyes widened in realization. A buzzing sound of an electric haircutter confirmed her thought. ”Oh hoo hay!” she protested.
“I‘ve ordered you a new catsuit and the hood that comes with it just wouldn’t work with your hair,“ Kate said as she walked into Victoria’s view, holding the cutter in her hand. “Plus, there’s something else I wanted to try while you’re... bare.“
Victoria realized that Kate wasn‘t wearing her usual leather body. Instead, she wore a corset-like top and latex opera gloves. Save for her stiletto heeled, laced boots, her bottom was completely naked.
Victoria tried to shake her head, fully aware that it wouldn‘t move as Kate walked towards her.
“Besides, I thought that your bald would nicely compliment my mohawk.“ Kate said, stroking her pink mane, surrounded by a similarly dyed stub, lightly.
“Wo! Huu huh hah hihh ahay!” Victoria cried.
“I will, if you truly want,” Kate said “You’ll always have that power over me. You just need to say the magic word.”
Yes, Victoria knew that all she needed to do was to say the safe word, or in this case hum the safe song. The problem was that her rational mind and emotions were in an open conflict, and the build-up in her crotch told her that her rational mind was fighting a losing battle.
“I didn’t think so,“ Kate sneered as she walked behind Victoria. “But I don’t want this to be completely unpleasant to you, so I have something to keep you occupied while I play hairdresser. Lift your bottom a bit, will you?”
Defeated, tears trickling down her cheeks, Victoria lifted her bum and felt a G spot vibrator sliding inside her.
“Oh, you’re completely ready down here,” Kate said approvingly. “No lubricant needed.”
Victoria saw from the mirror how Kate straightened herself behind her and tapped her phone before putting it on the tray next to her. The vibrator started its work, sending a jolt of pleasure through Victoria’s body, turning her mumbled sobbing into aroused moans.
“Let’s begin, shall we?” Kate said as she turned the cutter on again and began to slide it against Victoria’s skull.
Victoria watched with a mix of melancholy and arousal from the mirror how her wavy blond locks dropped onto the concrete floor and her stylish pixie was replaced by a flossy stub. She wheezed through her nostrils and moaned into her gag as the vibrator worked its magic inside her.
“There!” Kate turned both the cutter and vibrator off and stroked the smooth stub to get rid of the remaining loose hair.
Victoria opened her eyes and let out a plaintive sigh when she looked at her reflection. She hardly recognized the person that was looking back at her in the mirror. And to top off all the humiliation Victoria had endured so far; she had not even orgasmed. She’d come close but then Kate had been finished with cutting.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Kate said, like she‘d known what was going on in Victoria’s mind. “We’re not done yet. I‘ll turn the vibrator back on as soon as I’ve applied the shaving cream.”
Shaving cream...? Victoria’s eyes widened again. She’s going to go the whole nine yards!
“Oh, come on now! You really didn’t think we were going to stop here, did you?“ Kate scolded as she began to apply the shaving cream onto Victoria’s head. “Now, try to hold still while I use the razor. We wouldn’t want any nicks on that beautiful crown, would we?“
Victoria twitched when Kate turned the vibrator back on and began shaving the stub away with confident strokes. Victoria felt the orgasm building up inside her as each stroke revealed more smooth skin on her head.
“Haah, haah!“ Victoria moaned frantically as she was reaching her climax.
“Hold on, baby,” Kate said as she was doing the final strokes. “I‘m almost done... There!” She pulled her hands away.
It was just in the nick of time, as Victoria‘s whole body began to spasm violently when multiple orgasms ran through her. It was good that the gag pole had some flex to it to dampen the forces that were applied to it. With the last orgasm fading down, Victoria’s body went limp and she was left hanging sluggishly from the gag pole. She wheezed heavily through her nostrils.
“There, there, now! Try to catch your breath,” Kate said gently as she stroked Victoria’s now bald skull with her latex clad hand. “Let’s get you in a more comfortable position.“ She moved to adjust the pole downwards. “There, that should be about right.”
“Whahh, aahnt huu huhha hehh he ho?“ Victoria managed to mumble dumbfoundedly.
“Not quite yet,” Kate answered with an eerie smile. ”Don’t you think I deserve a little reward from my effort?”
“Ehh?”
“Don’t go anywhere. I’m going to fetch a couple of items.” Kate stepped away, leaving Victoria there all sweaty and panting.
“Haa haa, hehy huhhy,” Victoria retorted into the gag that kept her stationary.
It didn’t take too long before Kate returned with a Hitachi wand and a tube of lubricant. Victoria looked at Kate perplexedly for a passing moment, before she opened the tube and began to apply lubricant on Victoria’s bald skull.
“Hehiouhhy?” Victoria mumbled when she realized what Kate was planning. That’s why she left her bottom naked!
“Oh, come on! Aren’t you at least a bit curious how it feels?” Kate asked.
Victoria had to admit to herself that she was. I guess I’m going to found out soon enough, she thought, as Kate positioned herself behind her. She spread her legs and took the final steps until she was standing right above Victoria’s head.
Kate bent her knees slightly and Victoria felt Kate’s warm, moist slit against her bald skin.
“Oh, that feels so good and slick!” Kate gasped as she began to rock her hips back and forth against Victoria’s head. Kate turned on the wand and pressed that against her bare mound. “Oooh!”
Victoria could feel the vibration on her skull even though the wand wasn’t in direct contact with her. Besides becoming more confident, Kate had turned from an advocate of abstinence into a wanton sex goddess. As Kate kept rubbing her slit on Victoria, accompanied by lustful moans, she couldn’t help but think about that video that she had shot of Kate at the Vortex Club party ten years ago. While she knew that Kate had been drugged then, Victoria wondered if she had witnessed the real Kate that night.
Victoria was literally shaken out of her thoughts when Kate’s thighs began to tremble against her temples. A trickle of fluid ran down on Victoria’s forehead as Kate reached her orgasm. For a fleeting moment Victoria feared that Kate would crack her skull with her tensioned thighs, before she settled for the last time on Victoria’s crown, all spent.
Kate stepped slowly back. ”Wow! That was amazing!” Kate said, panting. “I hope it felt as good for you as it did for me, baby.”
“Mwehh...” Victoria grumbled. Not only was her head completely void of hair, it was also smeared with a mixture of lubricant and Kate’s juices.
“Let's get you cleaned up a bit,” Kate said and went to fetch a towel.
“Whah aahn huu hehhin he hooh?” Victoria Mumbled as Kate wiped her dry.
“Were not done yet, my dear,” Kate answered. “I said I had ordered a new catsuit for you. It arrived today. I thought that we’d try it on.” She brought up the catsuit into Victoria’s vision. It was pink, unsurprisingly, but it was slightly transparent.
Ooh! Victoria stared at the garment. She’d worn catsuits before, but none of them had been semi-transparent. The thought of being fully enclosed but also fully exposed made her aroused again.
“Let’s see if we can get it on while you‘re down there,” Kate said as she positioned herself again behind Victoria. “I‘ve pre-lubed the suit so it should hopefully go in relatively smoothly. Now, lift your right leg!“
After a little effort, Kate had managed to get the catsuit on Victoria. That had involved the removal of the handcuffs. The gag was still firmly inside her mouth.
“Where’s the hood, you must wonder,“ Kate said, stepping in front of her. “In case if you haven’t already noticed it, it’s right in front of you.“
Victoria looked again, and the peculiar looking rubber sleeve over the pole’s arm was actually made of the same transparent pink latex as the rest of the suit. Kate stepped forward and pulled the hood over Victoria’s head, zipping it closed and finalizing the costume.
“There,” Kate said approvingly. “Let’s get you loosened.” She pressed the valve in the bellow.
Victoria could feel the gag deflating within her mouth and she was able to withdraw herself from the pole. What she wasn’t able to do, though, was to shut her mouth. Something was still keeping her jaw wedged open.
“Oh, you noticed,” Kate said to her. “The occlusal splint in the gag is designed to expand along with the inflatable gag, but it stays in the expanded position when the gag is deflated and needs to be released separately.”
“But let’s not worry about that,“ Kate continued as she helped Victoria to stand up. “Come and see yourself.”
Victoria followed Kate in front of the mirror and gasped through the ring that was keeping her mouth open. In the mirror was the perfect rubber doll. Save for openings for her eyes, nostrils, mouth and few other strategic places, her body was covered in pink, semi-translucent latex. The catsuit and hood was more opaque than transparent, but it still revealed all the details of her toned body. The catsuit was cut to shape, so it disclosed every curve, including her breasts. Victoria looked absolutely stunning, and, as much as she hated to admit it, her hair had to go to make the hood really shine.
“Come with me,” Kate said, grabbing Victoria’s arm. She led her to the bed and sat her down. “I still have one more surprise for you.”
“Whahh hah?” Having only the ring gag didn’t make speaking any easier.
“If I told you that it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it?“ Kate said as she put the blindfold back on to Victoria‘s eyes. ”No peeking!”
Victoria sat there, her mouth wedged open and in complete darkness. She could hear Kate rustling in the other room. Victoria’s anticipation and arousal were building up, neck and neck. She could feel the bedsheet drench from her own juices dripping from the opening for her slit.
Victoria heard Kate coming back to her. She couldn‘t see what her wife had adorned, but she could haphazard a guess.
“Kneel on the floor!“ Kate ordered.
Victoria eased her on her knees. The latex provided minimal insulation against the coldness of the concrete floor.
“Lean forward!”
Victoria complied and after a few inches, she recognized the familiar taste of Kate’s purple strap-on dildo as it entered her mouth. Smiling in her mind, Victoria leaned forward a couple of inches more, and her tongue began to work its magic around the silicone phallus.
-ooo-
“How are you feeling?” Kate asked as they were lying together in bed, naked after having showered and rushed between the sheets.
“Cold,“ Victoria answered, rolling her eyes towards her forehead.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Well, either I’m going to be a hermit for the next few months, or I have to make use of my wig collection.”
“You’re not mad at me?” Kate asked.
“I always had the option to use the safe word, didn’t I?” Victoria smiled at Kate. ”Although I’ve never told you, I’ve fantasized about being shaved bald a few times.”
“Did it live up to your expectations?”
“Many times over,” Victoria said, placing a kiss on Kate’s lips. ”Still, you took a mighty gamble on me. Dare I even ask how much that pole cost? I’d say we’re talking four digits.”
“I’d say you’re in the right ballpark,” Kate admitted, blushing.
“What if I had vetoed the head shaving?”
“I figured I could always use it for spanking.” Kate grinned.
“I bet you did.” Victoria grimaced.
“But then again, I know you too well,” Kate remarked. “I know your boundaries and dare I say, we weren’t even close.”
“Touché.”
“Which brings me to the question...” Kate stroked Victoria’s bald crown with her fingers. “...How would you feel about making this a recurring thing, or possibly even permanent?”
Victoria looked at Kate. The thought of being constantly shaved or maybe even permanently depilated bald was pushing all the right kink buttons in her, especially when she depicted herself in that catsuit and hood. Technically, it wasn’t even up to her since she had unconditionally submitted herself to Kate ten years ago. In reality, though, they’d learned the practicality of it the hard way. She let out a plaintive sigh.
“Maybe we should save that for special occasions,” Victoria said. “For the catsuit and hood, a skin-colored swimming cap might be a more practical solution. Up to you, though, Mistress.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Kate admitted. “You do look pretty hot in that suit, though.”
“Well, I’ll probably still be looking as smooth as the day I was born for a few days more.” Victoria raised her eyebrow. “You just need to get that suit prepped.”
“I can always have my French maid to do it for me,” Kate said, winking her eye.
“Avec plaisir, Maîtresse.”