The next week went by the usual way with one change. I noticed Rita was much more loving and complimentary; apparently the company was running smoothly.

I also noticed the boss lady was particularly more chummy toward her assistant Laura.

On Friday Rita sent me a text to be at her house not her apartment this evening after work. Driving through the gated driveway, I knocked on the heavy door-knocker, and was admitted by a smiling caucasian lady in her forties who was wearing a maid's outfit. She led me through the living room and down some stairs to a large room with bdsm equipment all over the room. Once there, the maid turned to me, "Strip to your panties, get on your knees and wait here." She pointed to a spot on the carpeted floor, then blindfolded me.

I waited and waited, getting fidgety. I knew this routine with other Mistress's, making the submissive want it more. After what seemed like an hour, I heard two sets of footsteps descending the stairs.

Nervously waiting my fate, I sensed being surrounded. Then I felt a finger lifting my face up. Not seeing, I could tell Rita's voice...But who was with her? "Pete, you're a good slave. So far you have followed my instructions to the letter."....."Thank you Mistress."...."Now I have a surprise for you."

I felt her fingers on my blindfold, and when she pushed it up, I saw Laura! I couldn't believe my eyes. She was dressed in black leather from her ample breasts to her waist. On her feet was a set of shiny black boots that rose up her bare legs to her thighs. She looked hot! Was this the same young lady from a conservative background who was appalled by what she was forced to do by Rita?

Mistress allowed the shock to settle into my brain. "Slave Peter, meet Mistress Laura." I swallowed hard. "I have been training her to be my assistant, not only at work, but as a Domme." Amused by my sudden reaction, Rita continued. "Show some respect and kiss her boots!" I did so greedily.

"Looks like slave peter wants to be your slave, Mistress, but I think we should give him something to wipe that smile off his face!"....Laura grinned.

"Stand up slave!" It was Laura who gave the order. "Stand under those chains!" she pointed toward the two hanging chains that were three feet apart. When I obeyed, both Dommes hooked my wrists to the chains. Rita then placed a spreader bar between my ankles, forcing my legs just as wide.

Rita showed the implement she was Laura to use on me. It was a long whip with ten tails on it, with metal balls at the end of each length. Then she made to pronouncement,,,, "Whip him!"

The first thwap hit me mid back. I absorbed it without crying out. "He's a pain slut, whip him harder!" The next one landed an inch from the initial one. Same reaction. But then she marched the thwaps evening down my back and by the time she reached ten I was more forceful with my replies. She screamed it across my ass, then to my thighs, which had me howling. Finally, she brought the lashes up into my balls and I sagged, having been whipped into submission.

"Good girl, I'm proud of you, let's take him down and lead him to his cell. We can play with slave pete later....All this has made my pussy wet. You may put your tongue to good use."