FORBIDDEN CHAPTER 28 (164) "Now I get it." I said. "You got jealous when your husband decided he wanted more women than just you." "Not exactly. He decided he wanted other women, INSTEAD of me." Jackie's eyes burned hotly. "Denise is one i'm working on trying to get to stop sleeping with him." She added. "Why not just order her not to?" I said. "She wouldn't obey." Jackie said. "She knows I can't offer her anything like that. "You mean sex?" "Yes. I mean sex." Jackie replied. I wasn't sure just yet, but this woman certainly needed watching. "Why don't we resume what we were doing?" I suggested. "But I'd like to talk to Denise, do you mind?" "Not at all." Jackie said, smiling a little. "Thanks. Just follow my lead." I said, as I wanted to speak to the young woman alone. "Okay!" Jackie kissed my cheek. "Really, thank you." I refilled the coffee service and we both walked out to rejoin our slaves. They were chattering away like two old friends. I guess they probably didn't realize how long we left them alone. Almost at the same moment, Jackie and I sat down. My hand found it's way to Sharon's neck and back again. "Master." Sharon said. "May I have something to drink?" "Ah. You've been chattering away have you?" I said, already beginning to untie the ropes keeping her bound. When I finished I said. "See if Mistress Jackie is ready for another drink." "Yes master." Sharon said, stretching to her full shapely 5'7". "Ma'am? Would you care for another drink?" She said, as I looked toward Jackie who had Denise's head in her lap. "Yes, another stinger. Thank you." "Well Denise." I said. "I trust you found your conversation with my slave stimulating?" "I did, sir." She said, smiling. "I think we're both learning quite a bit tonight." Jackie said, giving me a knowing glance. Sharon set Jackie's drink down then returned to me with a glass of ginger ale for herself as she didn't really drink alcohol either. "Well my pet." Jackie said, lifting Denise's head from her lap. "You and I have a lot of lost time to make up for, don't we?" Her voice had the ominous tone which generally make submissives shiver. "Yes mistress." Denise whispered, instinctively keeping her eyes lowered. "It's more than high time i've given your bottom a good warming." Jackie said. "I only wish I brought my paddle." Denise whimpered, already squirming. From my vantage point, I could see the incredible cheeks of Denise's ass twitching under her panties. "Excuse me." I said, stopping Jackie momentarily. "You may wish to take Sharon in the bedroom and have her show you some items you may find useful." I offered. "Yes." Jackie said. "A very good idea, thank you." Sharon obediently crawled into the bedroom, with Jackie right behind her after telling Denise to do what I told her. (165) "Come here, Denise." I said. She silently walked on her knees to me, keeping her head bowed. "Your mistress and my slave will be away for 10 minutes or so." I said, "That'll give us a little time to talk." "Yes sir." She said, softly. "First of all, I want you know I've been told the whole truth by your mistress." I told her. Denise now looked up at me, this time my eyes. "Then you know it's not me who wants to keep this a secret, sir?" She asked, gazing at me with her dark lined eyes. "Yes I do." I nodded. "Sharon would happily sacrifice her career for me if I wanted her to do so." "Yes, sir. She told me that." Denise said. "I suspect you would do the same for your mistress." I observed. "All she need do is command it, sir." the pretty woman replied. "Yes. But that won't be necessary if you and she play it right." "God, i'm glad someone finally understands!" Denise smiled at me, with another of those smiles that light up the room. "You'll just need to give her some time to adjust to being a mistress." I said. "Being around here will help her." "Yes sir. Did she tell her I was the one who's been pressuring her to find someone to open up to?" Denise asked. "No, she didn't." I said. "But I'm certainly not surprised." "Oh. Why is that, sir?" She said, tilting her head. "Because I see a bit of what i'm accustomed to seeing in Sharon, within you." I answered her. "Was that a compliment, sir?" She asked shyly. I couldn't help but smile at her. "It was." I said. "I can see that you know what you want." "Thank you, sir. Yes, I do," Denise said, blushing a bit. "Well. Perhaps you better get back over to the sofa." I said. "You'll definitely want to be where your mistress left you." "Yes sir." She started to turn away then stopped. "Sir?" "Yes?" I said, taking a sip from my coffee. "Would you be offended if I asked for a hug?" She asked, blushing deeply. In answer, I set the coffee cup aside and got down on the floor with her. "Offended?" I asked. "You must be kidding." I slipped my arms around the petite woman, holding her back firmly for a few seconds. It was hard, but I resisted the temptation to grab of handful of her delectable bottom. Denise then kissed my cheek, letting her lips linger. "Thank you very much sir." she whispered. "For everything you're doing." "You're more than welcome." I said, ending the embrace and giving her silky hair a stroke before climbing back on my perch. As if on cue, Denise crawled back to the sofa to await her mistress with head bowed. "Do you know anything about computers?" I asked, conversationally. "A little sir. My Mistress just bought me one for my birthday." Denise said. "Ah. That's why she needed another one." I giggled. "Well i'm the one to come to with any questions." I said. "I know sir." She said, smiling. "And I have a lot of them." (166) A few seconds later, Sharon led Jackie from the bedroom and came back to my chair. I patted the arm indicating she should climb up. As she did so, I watched Jackie retake her seat on the sofa, now armed with one of my heavy paddles. I felt certain Denise's poor bottom was in for a zinger of a spanking. "Now my pet." Jackie said as I slipped my arm around Sharon's waist, gently urging her onto my lap. "How many times have you fucked my husband since I last punished you?" She asked Denise. "Four times, mistress." Desire said softly, with a little crack in her voice. "Four times." Jackie repeated. "Times how many strokes per time?" "T Ten, mistress." I felt Sharon shiver and saw Denise tremble at the same moment. "Ten." Jackie said, voice ice cold. "So that means you get 40 strokes of this paddle on your slutty ass, doesn't it?" She thrust it out for Denise to see. The young woman whimpered when she saw the 1/2 inch thick paddle, knowing she was going to get it good. "Yes mistress." Denise said, haltingly. "Over my lap, pet." I felt Sharon's hand grip my arm as Denise obediently laid herself across Denise's lap, bringing her hands up so that they were near her neck. The young submissive woman turned her head in our direction when told to do so. She looked afraid, but flashed a little smile at us just as Jackie slid her panties from her bottom. A small moan escaped Sharon's lips as Jackie took aim on Denise's condemned ass. *CRACK!!!* Denise grimaced, then said "One, mistress." I held onto Sharon a little tighter. Her lips were parted as she stared transfixed and Denise's upturned butt. *CRACK!!!* "Ahhh!" The young woman's eyes got wider as she said "Two Mistress!" Denise's legs kicked out somewhat, but didn't leave the floor. *CRACK!!!* "OUCH!" Her face already looked quite distressed. "Three Mistress." Denise's voice was cracking. I remember thinking at this point it was a good thing Denise didn't have to go on the air again until Monday. *CRACK!!!* Now the pretty newscaster had her eyes shut tightly. "Four mistress." She whimpered through clenched teeth." By the time Jackie gave her 10 strokes with the paddle, Denise was thrashing her legs about and sobbing unashamed as Jackie set the paddle aside. "I'll bet you wish that was you getting your pretty bottom spanked." I whispered into Sharon's ear, teasingly. Her eyes sparkled when she looked at me. "Yes master." She whispered back. "But i'll never purposely provoke it." "I know sweetheart." I said. "But your birthday is soon." Sharon's ass squirmed in my lap. Denise's bottom already glowed a bright pink, as did her face. Now Jackie began with her bare hand, landing 10 strokes in rapid fire fashion that had the young woman shrieking by the time she stopped. "OOOOOOOO! Th th That's 20 mistress." Denise blubbered, only half finished with her punishment. (167) Jackie's face was flushed, as she breathed heavy while looking down at her inviting target. Denise's butt already bore the telltale signs of where bruises would crop up in the next day or so. Apparently, Jackie recognized it too as she told the young woman to resume her position on the floor. "You'll get the other 20 next time we come over, pet." Jackie said. "Yes, mistress." She sobbed, head bowed and legs trembling. I noted with a covert graze of my hand that Sharon was pretty wet from watching that. Although she looked upon the crying woman with sympathy, I had the feeling she was a little disappointed the full 40 strokes hadn't been given. After a couple of minutes of Denise's crying, Jackie finally told her to go into the restroom to `fix her face'. "Yes mistress." Denise said, voice still sounding a bit choked as the paddle was held out for the young slavegirl to kiss. "Thank you for punishing me, mistress." She said just as she walked past us on her knees, a bright glow on BOTH sets of cheeks. "Do you think I should get her a bracelet or a necklace?" Jackie asked. I nodded affirmative. "I can't see where you'll be able to get away with NOT getting her one." I said, laughing. "I think a necklace would be best. She can hide it when necessary." "That's what I thought too." Jackie concluded. Since neither of them had a change of clothes, they elected not to accept the invitation to stay over although it was already daylight when Jackie slipped the coat back around Denise's shoulders. We had both of their phone numbers so it would be no problem keeping in touch. As they left, I silently wondered how long it would be before they visited again. "Master, we have to talk." Sharon said when we closed the door. Something must be seriously bothering her to not phrase it as a question. "Sure, doll. What do you we need to talk about?" "Denise, master." Sharon said. "I'm worried about her." "Really? In which way are you worried?" I felt sure Sharon would have more insight about Denise's psyche than would I. "She feels mentally abused, master." Sharon had seen it. "I know, slave." I slipped an arm around her waist. I then told her the whole story as was told to me by Jackie while we got ready for bed. "It makes me wonder what kind of things she experienced as a submissive." I said, Sharon nodded thoughtfully. "Master, you should consider taking Denise from her." She suddenly blurted out. "That's not the right thing to do." I said. "Jackie just needs a nudge in the right direction." "Master, will you allow Denise to come over alone when she calls and asks?" Sharon asked me. "You mean if?" "No master." She answered. "I think you better tell me everything you know." I finally said, and I had a funny feeling I was to hear more than I bargained for. (168) This is what Sharon told me as we laid in bed. "While you and Jackie... " I sharply slapped her butt, Sharon yelped in surprise. "You want to try that one again, slave?" I said. "Forgive me master." Sharon whispered. "While you and Mistress Jackie were in the kitchen Denise told me she wishes she had a master to treat her as you treat me." Sharon said. "I noticed she pointedly said master, and not mistress." "That may be because of the lack of sex involved between them." I pointed out. "I would think so, master. Denise also made it a point to tell me it's because of Mistress Jackie's command that she still sleeps with her husband. Now that was interesting. To tell her to do something, then punish her for doing exactly that." Sharon said, shuddering. "I'm not sure you should read too much into that, sweetheart. A lot of people in the scene don't see spanking solely as punishment." I said. "That's true, master. But shouldn't it be known that it's not as punishment beforehand?" Sharon asked, looking at me quizzically. "For you, definitely. Role players call it punishment when it's only a game." I answered. "But master, Denise isn't playing a game." Sharon said, but I think I already knew that. "Yeah I know." I said, frowning. "I even told her I saw some of the things I see in you within her. She took it as a compliment." "That's why I think you should consider taking her." Sharon said. "I can't do that." I said. "For right now, I think i'll just keep a close eye on the situation." "Yes master. Please don't be upset, but I wish you would have blistered Mistress Jackie's ass." Sharon said. "Uhh. You dislike her, don't you?" I said, (DUH!) "I'm sorry master. I dislike her, and i'm afraid of her." She said, "And afraid for Denise." "We'll keep a close eye on them." I said, reassuring her. "You didn't answer me, master. Will you allow Denise to come over alone when she calls?" Sharon repeated her question. "You're that sure she will?" Sharon nodded. "Yes master." "Did she say she was going to?" I asked. her answer was no. "Then yes, if she calls and asks to come over alone, i'll let her." We went to sleep, but Sharon's prediction came true not 2 hours later. When we awoke at 3:00, we found Denise had left 4 messages on the answering machine, the first being at 10:00. Jackie and Denise left at 7:30. "Hmm. It appears you called that one right on the money." I said to Sharon as I stared at the phone. "May I say `I told you so', master?" Sharon said, with a little cocked eyebrow. "Not unless you'd like to get yourself a taste of that paddle." I said, laughing. "We're going to need a bigger place, master." Sharon said, giggling. "Now hold it! I'm not gonna start a slave commune!" We both laughed out loud. (169) Sharon went to make coffee while I called Denise. "Hello?" She said, apparently she'd been sleeping herself. "Hi Denise. I got your messages." I said. "What's up?" "Hello sir." She said, yawning. "I wanted to know if it's acceptable for me to come to your apartment alone?" I sighed, chalk up one for Sharon. "Sharon knew this call was coming somehow." I said. "When would you like to come over?" I then asked. "Sir. May I come now?" She wanted to know. "Okay. but first, for what purpose did you want to come without your mistress?" "I'd prefer to wait until I get there to explain if that's alright, sir." The young woman said. Something was definitely up, and I felt like the only one who didn't know. Denise got there around 5:00. She sat very gingerly on the sofa while Sharon winced. "Sir, Mistress Jackie gave me the other 20 of my spankings before she let me out of her car." Denise said, barely holding back tears. "Come here." I said, Denise was wearing only a loose pair of shorts so I asked her to lower them. Sharon gasped in absolute horror when the pretty newscaster's bottom came into view, with several deep, dark purple bruises and one large discoloration that looked like blood just under the surface of her skin. "Oh good lord." I said, completely disgusted. "Sharon, get Lynne over here." I said but she was already on the phone. "Lynne. Please come over quickly." Sharon was in tears. "Okay Denise." I said gently. "Just lay down on your stomach." I was up and leading the woman to the sofa. "Lynne is my other slave, and is a doctor." The poor woman was no longer trying to fight back the tears. She let them flow like a faucet. Sharon was immediately on the floor, hugging the woman. "Denise. How many times did she hit you, and what did she use?" I asked her. It took several minutes for her to be ABLE to tell me, but it turned out that she lost count after the first 50, and Jackie had used her hand, but wore several large rings. Now I was afraid of her too. Needless to say I seriously considered Sharon's suggestion. But this poor woman didn't need a dominant, she needed medical care. Moments later, Lynne burst upon the scene and ran to where we were surrounding Denise. "Please tell me you didn't do this, master." Lynne said dully. "No, I didn't Lynne." I said, only a little miffed that she would even think that. "I'm sorry, master." Lynne said, opening her bag. "What happened?" Sharon was too broken up so I explained what happened. Then I revealed who she was, as Lynne had not seen her face. "Then it happened early this morning?" She asked and I nodded. "There's a little hemorrhaging, but nothing that looks dangerous." Lynne said after a few minutes. "I'd like to admit her but I think that would be a problem, considering." "You mean for observation?" I asked hopefully. Lynne nodded. "Then she can stay right where she is." I said. looking down at the damage done to Denise's bottom.