After several hours, the door to the room opened and Dennis appeared.  Joyce had long finished the cleanup and sat motionless in a corner.  Without a word he came to her and held out his hand.   She took it and he pulled her up. Silently, he led her to the crossbuck.   Her hands were secured above her head.   She could not see Master Dennis behind her, she could only anticipate his assault.   Then it came.   The blows did not come often, but they came with great force.  Her body strained against the restraints as each impacted. This pattern continued for nearly an hour with the only sounds being the smack of leather against skin and the screams of a helpless slave.  When her Master released her from the restraints, Joyce was noticeably weakened.  Her legs wobbled in an attempt to stand.   She said, thank you, Master to acknowledge the beating she had received.  Still, he said nothing, and led her up to the bedroom where he laid her down on the bed.  Her arms and legs were secured by cuffs in the usual fashion, then he left.  All he said was, rest now.   For the first time in more than two days, sleep came easy for her. Exhaustion had finally given her peace.

After a good sleep, she was awakened by Mistress Ellen.  She, too said nothing to Joyce, but led her back to the dungeon.  Joyce was hung again for discipline.   Ellen followed the same pattern as her husband. She worked in silence, examining the slave's form, then administering a sharp blow.  She went about this for more than two hours.  Joyce's body felt on fire all across her back, ass and thighs.   Her breasts were splotched and puffy.   Then Ellen left the room without a word.   Joyce hung there alone for nearly an hour.

Just when she thought she couldn't take her suspension another instant the door opened.   Slave Tiffany entered, she, too, approached Joyce in silence. Tiffany lowered Joyce and eased her restraints.  Although Joyce felt weak, she was able to stand and feel more comfortable.  Tiffany was soon joined by Mistress Ellen and a male slave.   The Mistress then orchestrated a session of sex and discipline for the male and female slaves. Joyce was left to silently observe as Tiffany fucked the male several times. She watched as the male was forced to kneel between Tiffany's legs and lick his own come out of her pussy.   She came loudly three times from his oral attention.   Then they switched roles, with Tiffany fucking the male with a fat, knobby dildo. Although he moaned in apparent pain, soon cum began gushing from his distended cock.   During all of this Joyce could feel the arousal grow deep inside her.   Although her cunt was covered by the chastity belt, she could feel her juices seeping out of her.   No one in the room paid any attention to Joyce during the session.   When they were finished, Joyce was released and laid on the floor where she was secured by a leash so that she could not leave the room.   She was left alone for more than two hours before another couple entered the room.

This time it was slave Janice and a male partner. Master Dennis followed and he lifted Joyce to her feet and led her to a place near the table where she would have a close view and secured her there.  He, like his wife, choreographed a session of sex and obedience with the two other slaves.   Joyce could only watch helplessly.   Slave Janice made her body totally available to both men.   She sucked their cocks and felt their cum coat her face and chest. She was taken vaginally and anally.  Finally, the male slave fucked her pussy as Master Dennis filled her rear hole with his cock.   As Janice came loudly, Joyce felt tears in her eyes.   She could feel the pleasure radiating from her friend, and yet was unable to touch it. Joyce's cunt was soaked but perhaps, for the first time, she felt a deep dense of guilt at being so aroused.   Her Master and Mistress had not wished for her to feel this way.   She now realized this all had been a test, a lesson in self discipline.   When she was finally taken back to her room, tears were flowing down her face.   Again silently, she was secured to the bed and left alone where unaware of the day or the hour, she cried herself to sleep.

She was finally awakened by Mistress Ellen, who told her she better get cleaned up because it was Monday morning and time to go to work. Joyce started to ask Ellen about the events of the weekend, but she was cut off. Ellen simply said, all your questions will be answered in time, now get ready for work.   As she left the room, Ellen said firmly, be back here tomorrow night at 7 pm.

Joyce somehow made it through the next two days at work and arrived promptly Tuesday evening.   After her standard routine of administering her enema and shaving, she reported to the training room.  Joyce was again greeted by silence from her Mistress and Master.   This night she received the same treatment of discipline and observation of others in sexual situations that she had endured over the weekend.   Still, no one spoke to her or acknowledged her presence as they engaged in all types of sex. At the end of the evening, Joyce was silently led back to her room and put to bed.  This routine was repeated night after night, with the only contact being a check of Joyce's chastity belt.   No one spoke to her except to give her instructions of when to return for more training.   After two weeks, Joyce was going crazy.   She was constantly seeping fluid from between her legs and resorted to using a tampax pad over her chastity belt to keep her pants or dress from becoming soaked at work.   The pressure building inside of her seemed unbearable.

Finally, one night after several hours of tortured sleep, Joyce awoke from a sex dream bathed in sweat.   She ached for relief.   Despite knowing the consequences, she pulled down the chastity belt and sought out her own sex. She plunged her fingers inside her pussy and fucked herself fast and hard. In moments, she came, screaming and bucking across the bed.  Her cum soaked her sheets and she could feel the wetness under her.  After about five minutes, her contractions had subsided and her breathing quieted.  She began to cry uncontrollably.   The guilt and pain she felt was overwhelming.   She had failed her Mistress and Master.   She looked at the ring in her nipples serving as a visible reminder that her body belonged to them.  They would not have allowed this.   She was beginning to learn the lesson of self denial.  By giving up control to your desires, your Master and Mistress could be better served, giving you peace and satisfaction.  Joyce never did really get back to sleep that night as she knew she must tell her Master and Mistress what she had done.   At daybreak, she left for their house.

Master Dennis was obviously surprised when he answered the door and found Joyce on his doorstep.   He let her in and immediately Joyce began to stammer out an apology, but she was so worked up, she didn't make sense. He led her to the kitchen.   By that time, Mistress Ellen had heard the commotion and come downstairs from her bed.   They sat Joyce down and calmed her down.   Then they asked her to slowly tell them what had happened.  Joyce quietly told them that she had lost control, touched her sex and had an orgasm in her bed. She could not look at her Master or Mistress, her guilt was so great.  She said over and over how sorry she was and how she would accept any punishment they gave.   Finally, she said in almost a whisper, I now realize how much it means to serve you.   I said I gave my body to you before, but only now do I understand the significance of that vow.  I offer my soul if it pleases you to take it.

Joyce could not see her Master and Mistresses faces, but they glanced knowingly to each other.   This slave had finally made a emotional commitment to them.   Ellen spoke to Joyce and said, we are glad that you came to us and admitted your failure.   That shows us that you are sincere in your desire to submit.   But you realize that you made a serious mistake and must suffer the consequences.   We will see to it that your employer is notified that you are "sick" today.   Go to the dungeon, remove your clothes and wait.   We will be with you shortly.

She sat naked in the dungeon for what seemed like an eternity, then Ellen arrived.   She was without clothing herself, except for a loose fitting robe. This she removed and laid aside as she approached Joyce.  The Mistress wore nothing to indicate her authority.   To any observer, the two women would have appeared to be equal in stature.   Ellen said take my hand child, and pulled Joyce to her feet.   Mistress Ellen looked Joyce straight in the eyes and smiled.   She took the slave in her arms and hugged her for some time, then she touched Joyce's face.   Without speaking, Ellen kissed Joyce deeply on the mouth.   It was a lover's kiss, probing and intimate.   Then she pulled back and began to talk.   She said, that she felt closer to Joyce at this moment than in any point of the training. But she went on to explain that what Joyce did would require stern punishment. This Joyce understood and expected. Without speaking, Joyce walked to the crossbuck and presented her body for discipline.

Mistress Ellen did not waste time.   Her attack came swiftly and with purpose. There was no warm up or teasing in this session.  For nearly an hour Ellen worked on Joyce's ass, back and legs.   When she finally paused to rest, Joyce's skin showed the effects, red slashing marks and welts decorated her form.   By that time, Master Dennis had arrived.   Ellen said, she's all yours. Dennis focused on Joyce's front.   Her tits, belly, thighs and cunt all became targets of his attack.   He also placed a butt plug up her ass and fucked her with it.   She cried out so much that he was forced to use a gag on her to keep her quiet.   When he finished, Joyce was secured to the floor and left while her captors rested.   Throughout the day, in two to three hour intervals, she received additional discipline from Ellen and Dennis.  Finally by evening, from exhaustion or pain she passed out while receiving discipline from Mistress Ellen.   The whipping stopped and Joyce was tied to the discipline table for the night.   In the morning, Mistress Ellen awakened the slave and helped her up the stairs to the bedroom, where she helped Joyce clean herself and attended to some of the more severe welts inflected during the night before.   When Ellen was finished, she told Joyce to dress and meet her in the family room.

When Joyce walked to meet Ellen it felt like her entire body was on fire. Her flesh burned from the many blows she had received.  Ellen greeted Joyce warmly and told her to sit.   This also was painful for her tender ass.   Ellen said, what happened last night was necessary because of your disobedient act. Joyce said, yes Mistress I understand.   I will never do anything like that . Ellen said I know, but you will continued to be restricted from sexual contact.   I think you understand how you will grow in your commitment to Dennis and me by showing restraint.   You will soon feel a confidence in your ability to serve us.  If all goes well, in a month or so, you may again be allowed the joys of intimacy.   You know all this is done out of our deep love for you, and your submission will show your love for us.  Then she kissed the slave and bid her goodbye.

For the next four weeks, each night of training consisted of Joyce watching others engaged in sex and discipline.   Other nights were spent at the foot of her Master or Mistresses bed restrained while those in the bed enjoyed the rewards of service to their Masters.   Joyce fought her urge for sex, then gained strength in her restraint.   She found that, she could decrease the flow of fluids from her pussy while watching sex, and only became stimulated when her Master or Mistress looked at her or touched her. She now looked at her abstinence as a challenge, and she was gaining the upper hand.

Finally, after seven weeks came the moment when Joyce's life would change forever.   As the historic evening started, all seemed to be the same as the previous nights.   Joyce went to the training room and received her discipline.   But after the whips had made their mark on her body, two female slaves were called to the room.   They were told to take Joyce back to the bedroom and prepare her body for the transformation.  Neither spoke to Joyce but they gently bathed her, shaved her and anointed her body with perfume and oil.   When finished, they said wait here, you will be called.   Then they left her alone.   About ten minutes later, slaves Tiffany and Janice appeared at the door and escorted Joyce down the steps to meet her fate.

When Joyce entered the dungeon, she was taken aback by its appearance.  It was bathed in the warm glow of a hundred candles and it was filled with the sweet smell of a wonderfully intoxicating insense.  Standing in the center of the room were Dennis and Ellen.   They smiled and beckoned Joyce to join them. For several minutes, they joined in a warm hug. Then Dennis spoke.  He said, Joyce you are now ready to truly give up your self.  I think you realize that.   Tonight, we ask you to let go of any remaining selfish thoughts and let us take you, body and soul, to be ours forever.  He smiled to his wife and took Joyce's hand and pulled her close. He kissed her deeply, nearly taking her breath away.   Then he turned to his wife and placed Joyce's hand in hers.   Ellen smiled at the slave and kissed her husband.   To Joyce she said, your long journey is about to end.  Tonight we will take you forever into our world.   At that point, the two slaves, Tiffany and Janice took Joyce's hand and led her to the table.   She was gently laid out, hands restrained above her head. and legs secured in the stirrups.  She was then bathed in warm fragrant oils and additional candles were placed close to her. Their flickering light reflected off her naked form.  Dennis and Ellen stood holding each other as Joyce's body was prepared.  Dennis whispered to his wife, she is so beautiful.   Ellen smiled and kissed him.

As everything was in place, Dennis moved alongside Joyce's naked form.  He bent over and kissed her, then he said, take care my beautiful child, you are in Ellen's hands tonight.   With that, he turned, kissed his wife and left the room.   The two female slaves stood nearly in the shadows, near Joyce's feet.

Ellen moved in along Joyce's right side.  She looked into Joyce's eyes and said tonight you will cum for me without being physically touched.  By accepting my will over your own, it will be so.  Can you feel my presence, child.   Joyce said, yes Mistress.  Ellen said, that is good.  Let your desire for me show, let your pussy prepare for my touch. Feel my thoughts touching your sex.   Joyce began to breath deeply. Ellen asked the slaves watching, how is she doing.   Janice replied, she is getting wet now.   Her fluids are being to flow.   Ellen looked at Joyce and said that is good.   You desire to please me is visible.   Let it grow, feel the pressure building in your womb. Joyce moaned and moved her body, almost trying to fuck something just out of reach.   For nearly a half hour, the almost hypnotic ritual continued. Without being physically being touched Joyce's body was nearing its point of no return.   Her hair was soaked with sweat and her breathing was ragged. Finally, Mistress Ellen looked deep into Joyce's eyes and said let me in, let me touch your innermost place and take it for my own.  Joyce's breathing calmed as she looked at her Mistress, then Joyce slowly closed her eyes. A look of peace came to her.   Then like an electric current had been shot through her body, she came.   Joyce screamed as it took her, her body uncontrollably bounced on the table, her arms and legs pulling at the restraints.   It continued for several minutes. Just as Joyce seemed to calm, another wave of exstacy crashed over her.  It seemed to go forever.

Finally, as she still trembled, Joyce could look over and smile at her Mistress. Ellen said, now I will touch you for the first time and make you mine forever.   Joyce watched breathlessly as Ellen walked around the table and moved between her legs.   Ellen smiled, then lowered her mouth to Joyce's sex. As Ellen gently kissed Joyce's warm pussy, Joyce's body trembled.  When Ellen placed her mouth on Joyce's clit, another tremendous climax rocked Joyce's body.   She cried out as the orgasm shot through her.   Her entire body seemed to be affected.   Her arms and legs seemed to spasm involuntarily.   Every nerve ending was pulsing and twitching.  When it subsided, Ellen said, do you feel another one inside, my love?   Joyce breathed deeply and said , yes. Ellen lowered her mouth again to Joyce's pussy.  She licked for just a moment, when Joyce's body shook again.   If possible, this orgasm went deeper than any of the others.   It seemed like the convulsions would never end. When it did, Ellen moved back to Joyce's head and kissed her on the lips. Joyce could taste herself on Ellen's mouth.  Tears were in both woman's eyes. Finally, Ellen said, you are mine now and forever.  I love you.   Joyce said, I love you.   And Ellen hugged her child slave with unquestioning love and devotion.

The Mistress then motioned for the two slaves to release Joyce from her restraints.   Ellen moved to a chair and sat down.   When Joyce weakly stood next to the table, Ellen called for her to come.  Joyce slowly walked to Ellen and knelt between her legs.   Ellen's sex was covered by her clothing. As she removed the covering, Joyce's eyes lowered to see her Mistresses most intimate place.   Joyce had never seen or touched her Mistress before.  She gazed lovingly at her sex.

Then Ellen said, bring pleasure to me my slave and continue until I beg you to stop.   Joyce looked into Ellen's eyes, then closed her eyes and lowered her mouth onto the warm, wetness of Ellen cunt. Joyce sucked and licked her Mistress without hesitation.  This was truly an act of love.   Soon Ellen's hands came around Joyce's head, pushing her tongue harder against Ellen's clit.   In moments, the Mistress cried out and her body shook.   Still she held the slave's head tightly between her legs.   Not until she had cum twice more did she allow the licking to stop.  Then she pulled Joyce up and smiled.   Joyce said, I love you.   And they kissed.   Ellen tasted her own scent in Joyce's mouth and savored it.

So began Joyce's new life.   After the two other slaves cleaned her up, Joyce was taken to her Mistress' room.   Ellen left orders that they were not to be disturbed.   That night, for the first time in her life, Joyce truly made love.   There was little sleep, as slave and Mistress explored each others bodies totally.   Joyce would never return to work, and only went back to her apartment to clean out her personal things.  She would serve Ellen without question.   Her submission was complete.   No man would ever touch her pussy , not even Master Dennis.   She belonged to Ellen alone. Later, Joyce would learn that this had been Ellen's plan from the first time they met.nbsp; It had been love at first sight, and all that had happened was designed to bring Joyce forever into her Mistress' bed.   In time, through artificial insemination, she would carry Ellen's child.  By giving up her own will, Joyce had found true peace and everlasting love.

Written by ROGE in a loving tribute to his wife.  May she forever find peace and love.