Part 4 Part 6

Guest Services

The one thing Belle (formerly Bethany) knew was that Master James was right she had not had any kind of sexual release in almost 6 months. When she had masturbated before she could not climax even thinking of Anna could not get her over her own mental block and since her submission it had only gotten worse as her hands were not even allowed near her crotch. For the past month she had just been being trained by Master James. She could feel her resistance breaking down and now this humiliation of the story of unrequited love trapping her for what could be for the rest of her life in front of these two amazing looking women had just finally broken her. She would do anything for a climax now she would do anything to be with Anne even if Anne didn’t love her. The thought even crossed her mind that she even would let Master James fuck her, he won he could have what he wanted. She could not stop the tears from flowing as the woman in ran her hands over her. The hands were smooth and warm and not like James rough hands. They were tender on her flesh, she didn't mind sticking her tounge out when she indicated she was to open her mouth. As she turned away Belle was still savoring the tender caress of a woman's touch on her skin. It had been so long since she had pressed her flesh with that of another woman. She was not paying attention to the conversation so she didn't notice the remote out once more. Then she felt the pain of the shock rip though the tenderest parts of her intimacy and she crumpled. As soon as the white hot pain subsided she looked at her Master for a command. James with a smile said "Belle service Mistress Clare”.

Belle hesitated, this woman no this goddess wanted her, someone wanted her! It didnt matter that she only wanted to use her someone wanted HER! Her mind raced, she had never been approached by a woman never been the one that was desired. Sure she brushed off guys but for someone this amazing to want her was ju..... A red hot poker just ripped through her it hurt worse than anything she ever felt. Even breaking her arm in a crash didnt hurt this badly. As the pain ended she found herself again face down on the cold tile.

James leaned in and whispered his threat. Belle finally understanding got on her knees and put her tongue out as the goddess in red became her whole world.

Belle knew what she was doing as she had only ever been with women and they had shown her the things the kinds of things that women knew about other women. She had spelled out the alphabet with her tongue focusing on Rebecca’s unhooded clit using the tip of her tongue. Then switched to doing long licks making sure to use the tongue piercing to it is full potential. She tried to pretend that she was going down on Angel but Mistress Clair didn’t taste the same as Angel’s panties. Now after her mind finally breaking thinking off all she had lost, here was this amazing woman wanting her grabbing her by her hair and grinding her face into her pussy. Nothing would ever be as amazing as Angels taste but this woman looking at her with an animal lust with green eyes and red hair were almost as amazing. All Belle could see was red latex and red hair. She felt the woman’s legs tighten and she pulled Bells face deep into her sex. Belle fully shoved her tongue into the women and tasted her like starving man at a feast. Soon her lungs were on fire, all she could see was red latex and green eyes but she could not move her head in the vice like arms and legs of the goddess, the latex colors faded when suddenly she tasted sweet cold air and felt the wetness from the woman on her face. She fell forward and onto her shoulder as her hooves, hands she corrected herself, were still attached to her sides.
As Belle was gasping for air she felt someone pull on her harness, it was Master James and he was not giving her time to get up as she was trying to breath again.
“Come on you dumb animal” He said flatly, pulling her toward a table, fruitlessly trying to get her feet under herself the pony boots just sliding on the tile she was drug along to a table where Master James stopped.
“Well what do we have here?” he said. Belle looked up and realized he was looking at the table so she took her opportunity to get back on her hooves, not even bothering to correct her own mind that they were feet not hooves. Once she was up she saw a man tied to padded table with a note that she could not read for some reason. She knew they were words but she could not understand the sentence they made, she was trying to understand why she could not read the words on the paper when fire erupted from her loins again and she fell over. Once the pain was over, she heard Master James “Get on your knees I wont tell you again.” She quickly got to her knees and felt the harness get tied to the table.
“Congratulations Belle you have been upgraded from pony to guest services for the night”
With that he walked away and came back with marker and wrote on her face and chest and all though she could not see what he wrote she assumed it could not be good. She could not see the word “Toy” on her forehead, the arrows from that pointing to her mouth, or the words “No men, Female Use only, signed Master James” on her chest. As he finished and stood up she heard the Ding Dong for the next arrival.