Cabin boy Part 3

"ethan go to the bedroom and retrieve my black bag" was all She said.

Rising slowly i began to turn towards the bedroom to find it.

"ethan. Stop"

Freezing in place i looked towards Goddess imploring comprehension.

"Did I give you permission to stand?"

"no Goddess"

She simply pointed to the floor and i descended to my previous position on my knees before Her.

 "Now that We all know what you are, there aren't any secrets between Us/us. No slave of Mine should ever stand in the presence of any Women without My explicit permission. Is that clear?"

"Yes Goddess of course"

"On hands and knees" She instructed.

I leaned forward placing my hands, palms down on the rug, head bowed out of simple respect and obedience.

"Good boy. Now go"

Another humiliation delivered i proceeded on hands and knees crawling past Felicity's bare feet, catching a glance as the Girls giggled at the spectacle.

Crawling on all floors i reached the bedroom to seek out the black bag where i had deposited it earlier, on the bed.

Then i dawned on me.

To crawl back to the Women on hands and knees with the bag there is only one way to carry it. With my teeth, like an animal. She had thought of that one too. Resigned I grabbed the handle of the bag and placed it between my teeth. Resuming my position i crawled back towards the grand hall. As i moved from cool bare wood to the warmth of the rug i heard it.

"you can stop there boy, put the bag on the floor" i did as instructed, stopping before the enormous stone fireplace. Lowering my head i lay the bag down as ordered. Goddess rose from Her chair and strutted towards my position. The tension rising within me i bowed my head to the floor and awaited Her arrival. Upon reaching me She proffered a petite bare foot which i immediately kissed, keeping my head bowed.

She who must be obeyed

"You can open the bag now"

Not having packed this bag i had no idea what was in it. i nervously unzipped it, being sure to keep myself as low to rug as possible.

"Well pull It out, We don't want to wait all night"

Placing my hand carefully within the sac i began to feel its contents. That's when my heart skipped a beat.

'No, it couldn't be'.

 With my fingers i could feel the multiple braided leather strands, the rough knots, the coolness. It could only be one thing and understanding this i felt a mild rush of panic...of fear.

"Give it to me "

"NOW!"

So commanded it lifted it from the bag. 'It' being 'Cat' as Goddess affectionately called Her, and yes She was always referred to as Her.

Cat was a cat-o-nine tails whip i had given Goddess as a gift many years ago early in our relationship. It was given by me in a wave of submissive enthusiasm when everything was new between us.

Before i understood just what a powerful gift Cat was.

'She' had a solid, leather wrapped handle from which flowed nine braided leather strands about five feet in length. Every four inches along each strap there was a rough, flesh eating knot.

'She' was not an implement of kindness. She was weapon.

A weapon of punishment, discipline, pain and suffering.

'She' was a manifestation of dominance and power. An enduring symbol of authority in Our/our relationship.

Cat. Most definitely Feminine 

'She' was most definitely Feminine.

'She' had a singular purpose. To break a male. To enforce the will of Goddess upon me and to extinguish any hints of male arrogance or resistance.

The first time Goddess used Cat on me i regretted its purchase. Cat drew blood from me and a sadistic cruel streak from Goddess that seemed fueled by Cat, or at least by Cat's impact on me.

Goddess is not typically cruel so Cat has only made an appearance in our relationship on rare or very special occasions. Goddess understands full well how much i have grown to fear Cat, to fear Her when She wielded it. She became like a whole other person, reaching a level of enthusiasm for Dominance beyond even Her normal level of pleasure derived from it.

Cat scares me, 'She' is never far from my thoughts. She is omnipresent even when She is hidden. Just the threat of Her appearance keeps me on my best behavior.

Cat is Our/our secret.

At least 'She' was.

"Don't keep me waiting Ethan, You know I don't  like to wait"

With that I carefully lifted Cat, laying 'Her' across my hands and, bowing my head to Goddess, i offered the evil weapon to Her.

"Good, now stand against the fireplace with your back to me"

I rose to my feet in rapid compliance. Any lapse here could result in Cat's even more enthusiastic application.

Turning away from the Women i no longer could see the scene play out, just hear the deafening silence, dreading what was to come. Goddess approached me.

"Lift your arms, grab onto the mantle and brace yourself"

Roughly grabbing a fist full of my hair She pulled me towards Her whispering "I'm only going to whip you five times, if you don't take it like a man I'll just keep going until I'm satisfied. Give the Girls a nice show won't you?

"Yes Goddess, thank You Goddess" was all i could say.

Releasing my hair She proceeded to kick my legs apart so my ball sac swung free for all to see.

At that point i was completely exposed, vulnerable, just waiting for the first lightning bolt to strike.

The anticipation was maddening. i could hear Cat's tails being slowing pulled across the floor, the murmurs of the Girls behind me, imperceptible as my mind and heart raced.

Then just an instant of a swoosh in the air  and crack! The hard blow to my upper back shoving me forward, i clutched the mantle hard as the burning fires reached my brain and i released a loud gasp.

i nearly managed to inhale before the second blow landed, overlaying the first. The second was even worse. Pain mounted upon pain, fire upon fire. I felt ablaze.

I screamed instinctively without hesitation, fighting to hold some composure as water welled up in my eyes.

I gasped loudly.

Then...nothing.

I could hear Goddesses soft footsteps approach me. Cool beads of sweat dripped from my forehead and torso. I devoured air as if that would quench the pain.

I soon felt Goddesses soft hand caressing my inflamed wounds. More pain, a steady river. i moaned loudly as i descended inextricably into subspace.



Then i felt it. The first stirrings of arousal. my cock twitching just a little at first, each pulse reinforcing the last, losing control it knew what i craved.

The waiting is the hardest part

my swelling cock rose steadily to attention, pulsing hard with lust and desire.

it betrayed my thoughts completely, my subconscious craving for submission and worship of Her.

There would be no dignity left for me to hold onto this night.

At that moment i knew abject degradation, absolute humiliation and complete surrender.


...and i loved it! my fully engorged manhood a silent throbbing testimony to my desire for surrender.

Slowly Goddess slid Her hand around my right side, i could feel Her come closer.

Then without warning her soft petite hand wrapped around my pulsing shaft, squeezing so tight i gasped.

"Well what have we here? I see all this really excites you ethan"

Without ceremony She pulled me hard to the side, silently demanding that i turn toward the audience, held firmly in Her grasp.

"See Girls, he loves it, loves the whip, all men do deep down. You just have to bring the truth to the surface and they'll beg you for it, adore you for it"

With that Goddess jerked Her hand past my pounding cock head and away from me. i gasped audibly from the sudden, almost violent pleasure, losing myself in it.

As i opened my eyes slowly, coming down just a little form the high, i could hear the Girl's giggles, feel Their eyes boring through me. My lust and shame fully on show for Them.

An intoxicating, degrading spectacle.

"OK breaks over boy, assume the position and lets finish you off...."