WIP: Harem House Chapter 23 Part 3

Back at Arthur’s place, Kelly took a deep breath. They were tired, but neither of them wanted to admit that the mood of date night was ruined. Kelly did her part to fix it by unzipping her dress as soon as they were inside and letting it fall to the floor. This left her in the white fishnet stockings, the black lace teddy, her tall black heels, and her black velvet choker with the white lace bow.

She moved around to the other side of the coffee table and knelt. The coffee table was still decorated with all of the toys and tools from Arthur’s briefcase and traveling trunk. They were clean and dry by now, and they both remembered Arthur’s promise to punish her with some of them. Still, Arthur looked tired, even as watching the now scantily clad Kelly got his heart beating faster.

“I pushed a car out of a ditch tonight.” Arthur said as he leaned against the door.

“I’m sorry I missed that.” Kelly admitted from her knees. “It sounds like it would have been very hot to watch.”

“Mmm.” Arthur grunted a laugh. “I’m going to bring up the laundry… and then we’ll see how we feel.”

“Yes, Sir.” Kelly nodded. “Do you want me to bring it up instead?”

“No. You stay there.” Arthur shook his head as she started to stand. “That’s an order, Megan.” His use of the name for her maid character was intentional. “I’ll be right back.”

Kelly watched him go and had an idea as she watched his backside. She got up from her kneeling position as soon as the back door closed.

Arthur hauled the hamper back up the stairs and set it down just inside the living room. The lights were off, and the door was locked. Everything was turned off and ready for bed. The only light came from a candle on Arthur’s coffee table that filled the room with the scent of lavender and vanilla. The rest of the coffee table was bare, with everything put away. The trunk and the briefcase were gone as well, and he saw no Megan or Kelly.

Not until he opened his bedroom door. He opened it a crack at first to see Kelly lying face-down on his bed. She was spread-eagled, her wrists and ankles pointed toward the corners of the bed. She was fully naked now, her clothes discarded next to the bed.

The only exceptions were the leather restraints on one of her wrists and both ankles, connected to straps at the corners of the bed, her black velvet choker he could see with her red hair swept aside. He also noticed the strap of a bright red rubber ball gag over her neck, though not yet in her mouth, which she pressed closed.

She turned her head, and he could see she was wearing a blindfold. A black leather flogger was next to her on the bed, on the side closest to the door. Arthur stepped inside and closed the door behind him, leaving them both bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp on his nightstand.

“Master?” Kelly asked, having heard the door shut.

“It’s me.” Arthur assured her. “What’s all this?”

“I disappointed you earlier, Master.” Kelly, or Megan(?), reminded him. “I’ve earned my punishment. But more than that, Katelyn has earned even more punishment from you, but I don’t want you to be angry with her. Please, flog and spank me until you’re satisfied.”

“And what’s the gag for?” Arthur asked.

“To keep me from accidentally summoning the neighbors when you go hard enough to make me regret my mistakes.” Kelly answered.

Arthur was hard as steel as he leaned over the bed and picked up the flogger. He dragged the tips of the leather strands slowly across her back, from the base of her neck, down her spine, over the curves of her ass. She shuddered beneath it and turned her face into the mattress. He could see she was already breathing heavily, and her lower lips were parted slightly in eager anticipation.

“You remember your safe word?” Arthur asked.

Kelly hesitated.

“It’s red light.” Arthur reminded her. “And if the gag is in your mouth, it’s three quick grunts or taps. The SOS signal.”

“Yes, Master.” Kelly said.

“So tell me your safewords.” Arthur commanded as he dragged the flogger’s tips in a return trip from between Kelly’s thighs all the way to the base of her skull.

“Red light to stop. Yellow light to slow down. SOS grunts or taps to stop if I can’t speak.” Kelly repeated. She clenched her eyes shut beneath the blindfold and clenched her ass slightly as the flogger swept over it, expecting a strike but not receiving one yet.

“Good girl.” Arthur pet her head gently with his hand. He reached past her, took a pillow, and set it next to her. He gripped her hips with his hand and pulled her up a bit, then slid the pillow under her. When she settled back down, she realized this raised her ass into the air just slightly. It was enough to give him a prominent target.

“And never, ever, bind yourself again when I am not here.” Arthur said more sternly than Kelly expected.

“Yes, Master.” She said immediately. “I’m sorry. I wanted to surprise you.”

“I understand.” Arthur rubbed her back reassuringly with his flogger-free hand. “And I appreciate the intention. But it can be dangerous.” He let his hand wander up her back, over her shoulder, up her arm to her wrist, where he checked her restraints by attempting to slide his fingers between it and her skin. He -tsked- her and shook his head.

“Is something wrong?” Kelly asked, concerned.

“You’ve buckled these too tightly.” Arthur said as he set the flogger down, draping it across her lower back.

“I don’t mind how tight they are.” Kelly assured him.

“If it’s too tight, your hands and feet will start to go numb, especially when you pull against them and cut off your circulation.” Arthur explained as he undid her wrist restraint and re-fastened it one notch looser. “You’re going to be in this position for a while if it’s until I feel satisfied.”

That statement seemed enough to flush her face even as she felt foolish for being so ignorant. She should have known better than to restrain herself to the bed, but she was still proud of herself for figuring out how to do it before Arthur returned.

He moved to her ankle and made his way around the bed, checking and adjusting her restraints until he felt satisfied.

“More comfortable?” He asked.

“Yes, Master.” Kelly admitted.

“Good.” Arthur said as he took up the flogger. “Now, I’m going to tease, spank, flog, beat, and fuck you until I’m too tired to go on.” There was a tone of warning in his voice and a low heat that sent shivers up her spine and made her tingle in all the right places. She was starting to understand why the others in the harem liked this so much.

To her surprise, he didn't start with the flogger. She felt the gentle press of the Wartenberg wheel against the back of her thigh, and she shivered as he rolled it up, over her cheek, across her waist, and down her other leg.

She shivered and trembled beneath his firm, teasing touch as he played with her, rolling the wheel along her body until he found her sensitive spots and her ticklish spots. She jolted to the side at one point when he rolled it beneath her ribs, following the lines of her lats.

"Do your best not to move." Arthur instructed in his deep baritone voice that warmed her core.

"Yes, Master." Kelly answered. "I'm sorry, Master. I'll learn."

"Yes, you will." Arthur smirked and finished teasing her. He ran his hand down her back in a gentle massage, and she melted into his hand as it soothed over the prickling spots from the wheel.

“With each spanking, I want you to say, ‘I’m sorry, Master, I will learn.’ Understand?”

“I’m sorry, Master, I will learn.” Kelly repeated. “Yes, Master.”

Arthur held the flogger in his left hand, but he wound up his right and slapped her ass with a firm smack into both cheeks.

“I’m sorry, Master, I will learn.” Kelly answered his spank with the promise.

Arthur repeated the strike for a second, third, fourth, and fifth time, getting gradually stronger with each blow until he drove Kelly’s hips into the pillow.

“I’m sorry, Master, I will learn.” Kelly repeated after every blow. She couldn’t tell when the strikes were coming and whether they would be his hand, the flogger, or some other instrument, but her cheeks were already red and warm to the touch. She felt her face heat, too, and breathed through it. The impact was similar to what she’d experienced before, but the immobility provided by the restraints seemed to increase the sensation when she pulled against them, and they held firm. She wanted to curl but couldn’t, and consequently felt the drive to clench and rub the pillow under her hips.

Arthur gave her ten spankings with his hand before he took a longer pause and moved around the bed. Kelly had placed the trunk at the foot of the bed, and she heard it open, even as the blindfold prevented her from seeing anything.

“Master?” She asked.

“I’m still here.” Arthur said soothingly. “You’re doing very well.”

She smiled at his praise.

“How are you feeling? Red light? Yellow light? Green light?”

“Green light. Definitely.” Kelly nodded. “I feel like I’m just getting warmed up.”

Arthur chuckled dryly. “Just like a workout. It’s always good to warm up a bit first. Now we’re going to move into actual exercises.” He assured her. “Do you feel ready?”

“Yes, Sir.” Kelly said quickly. “I mean, Master. Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Arthur dragged the flogger across her skin again. “I’m going to give you five strikes with a riding crop.” He explained. “They will sting. After each blow, I want you to say, ‘Thank you, Master, I will learn.’ Understood?”

“Thank you, Master, I will learn.” Kelly repeated. “Yes, Master.”

Kelly’s new habit of calling him Master rather than Sir was hotter than he expected. It was like she’d taken that step into a roleplay she intended to see through. She was no longer his wife or his maid but his slave, trying on Selene’s usual role for a night. He wasn’t complaining. He only hoped she enjoyed it as much as he was.

Kelly’s body was lust incarnate, with lines of muscle from her back to her backside, down her toned thighs, and gorgeous calves to her feet pointed toward the corners of his bed. Her hourglass-shaped body narrowed at the waist and flared out at her curvy hips lifted by the pillow. Her peach-shaped ass rose up from the rest of it, slightly red from his hand, her breasts pressed against the mattress and spilling out to the side, her wavy red hair swept aside, falling over, and the blindfold demonstrated her absolute trust in him.

The collar around her throat was soft and gentle, contrasted with the stiff riding crop in his hand. He was hard as steel, and her heady voice only drove him on as she recited her gratitude for every strike he landed across her ass with it.

“Thank you, Master. I will learn.”

“Thank you, Master. I will learn.”

“Thank you, Master. I will learn.”

“Thank you, Master. I will learn.”

“Thank you, Master. I will learn.”

Five recitations for five strikes that left five bright thing lines stacked from the top of her cheeks to the tops of her thighs.

“How did that feel?” Arthur asked as he set the riding crop down.

“They sting more now in the air than they did when you hit.” Kelly admitted. “But it’s…” She contemplated the feeling. “Good.” She decided. “Like the exertion from a good workout.” She tried to shrug but couldn’t, restrained as she was. “An okay workout, anyway.”

“Oh ho.” Arthur laughed. “You want me to go harder?”

“Yes, please. Master.” Kelly smirked at him. “I’m a strong woman. I’m not as fragile as some of your other girls. I can take it. This is nothing.”

“We’ll see.” Arthur chuckled and smacked her across the ass once more, with the crop a shade harder to demonstrate.

Kelly gasped. “Thank you, Master. I will learn.”

~~~

On the Uber ride from the hospital, Selene had set Rani’s dorm as the first stop, so it took them a little longer to get home than the others. They both sat in the back seat, letting the ride go by in relative silence until Rani looked over at Selene to see her gripping the door handle with white knuckles. The drive was quiet, so Rani pulled out her phone and messaged her.

Queenie: You okay?

Selene’s phone dinged, and she jumped a little, pulling it out of the purse next to her and opening Rani’s message. She chuckled and texted back.

Slut: This vibe is driving me crazy. I already came once tonight, but it’s had me on edge ever since.

Queenie: Yeah? What are you doing the rest of the night?

Slut: Masturbating while thinking of Master and Mistress fucking until I pass out. Master gave me permission to cum as much as I want tonight.

Rani raised an eyebrow.

Queenie: That’s my plan, too.

Slut: The vibe driving you crazy too?

Rani smirked a little but shook her head.

Queenie: I took mine out at the hospital.

Slut: Ha! You lost the bet!

Queenie: Well, you still have yours in. What about Kat? Neither of you took yours out after all that with the deer?

Slut: I didn’t. Not sure about Kat.

Queenie: Well, don’t tell her. Wouldn’t you rather have her as a slave for a day than me?

As if summoned, Kat’s message arrived in a three-way group text. When that exchange was over, Selene was grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

Slut: Can we start your timer as my slave right now?

Queenie: Right now? Lol. You don’t want to wait until morning?

Selene grinned mischievously.

Slut: You underestimate how horny I am right now. I’m half tempted to make you crawl behind me all the way to your dorm room.

Rani gave her an appraising look.

Queenie: I thought you weren’t bi?

Slut: Do you have… toys and things in your room? Maybe a strap-on?

Queenie: Of course I do. Who do you think you’re talking to? Lol.

Slut: I had an idea if you’re game. But… I know Mindy said you’re really good at anal?

Queenie: Did she?

It was true, but Rani wasn’t sure she appreciated Mindy spreading that word around. Arthur had fucked her in the ass well enough, but he was big enough that she didn’t want to be his designated anal whore. His massive cock was the kind she had to be in the mood for, work up to, and lube like the dickens.

Slut: Yeah.

Selene looked at her with big, pleading eyes.

Slut: I want you to teach me. I want to take Master’s cock without safewording out like last time.

Queenie read the text and considered it for a moment.

Slut: Can you teach me how to get fucked in the ass, and I’ll teach you how to be a slave for Master?

Queenie: lol. I’ll be what, your slave in training for the next twenty-four hours?

Selene bit her bottom lip and nodded quickly, causing Rani to laugh. Their Uber driver checked his rearview to see the two of them texting on their phones. Typical college kids. No one talked to their drivers anymore, and everyone was obsessed with their TikToks or Instagram reels.

Queenie: Fine. Maybe you can teach me how to deep throat.

Slut: You can’t deep throat?

Queenie: Not even a little. I have a bad gag reflex.

Slut: I can teach you! We’ll get you swallowing Master’s monster cock in no time.

Rani giggled, and Selene joined in as the Uber pulled up to her dorm.

“Thank you for the ride!” Selene thanked the driver and got out with Rani.

Rather than crawl behind her, Rani led the way into the dorm, through the main lobby, up the stairs to the second floor, and to her room. Rani opened the door and checked inside. “No roommate. We’re good.” She gave Selene the thumbs up and let her inside, turning on the light.

The dorm room was small. It wasn’t like the Freshman suites Selene remembered. This was more like a two-person room, with a private bathroom and shower on the right of the entrance and two closets to the left of the entrance. Then, the room opened up a little to two captain’s beds, one on each side of the window on the far side of the room. Each bed had a desk at its foot and a little bit of space with a mini-fridge on the near right-hand wall that divided it from the bathroom.

There weren’t any posters or frames on the walls, but there were photographs practically everywhere. Some were of people, most were of places, some monochrome, most in color. All of them were roughly 8x10, printed on photo stock paper. A printer, a laptop, and several piles of notebooks covered Rani’s desk with a professional-grade camera case on its chair.

The floor, however, was difficult to navigate. Rani simply walked across it in a path that only she seemed able to see. Selene, however, couldn’t tell where to step over the piles of clothes that covered every inch of the floor in front of and between the beds.

“Okay.” Selene said. “I’m a slob, but how do you live like this?”

Rani laughed. “You get used to it?” She asked. “And I hate doing laundry, so…” She gestured. “I just buy new clothes with my allowance.”

“I kind of want Kat to see this.” Selene giggled. “She’ll have an aneurism.”

“Neat freak?” Rani asked as she hopped up and sat on her bed.

“Compared to me she is.” Selene agreed as she stepped a few times before hopping up next to Rani on her bed.

“You can take a picture if you want.” Rani shrugged but smirked as she watched Selene settle onto her bed beside her, their legs hanging over the side. “But I’d rather fuck.”

Selene blushed. “My safeword is Red light.” She said.

Rani laughed. “Mine’s Bratwurst. Same as Mindy’s. But you’re the Mistress tonight, Slut. You’re the one in command here.”

“Oh… right.” Selene said slightly nervously. “Uh… can I order you to clean your room? Maybe put all your dirty clothes into trash bags?”

Rani raised an eyebrow. “What’s sexy about that?”

“You could do it naked?” Selene ventured.

“Would watching me do it naked turn you on? Are you willing to admit you’re attracted to women now?” Rani asked.

Selene blushed and shook her head. “I’m not.” She admitted. “But… I’m not turned off by them, either? Is that close enough?”

Rani shrugged. “Sexuality is a spectrum.” She admitted. “I wasn’t sure I was attracted to women at first either. My first experience with one was at a party that got a little out of hand. We were drinking and started making out in the pool. She tried to finger me, but the pool water wasn’t helpful, so we moved things inside and… I ended up losing my sapphic virginity in some third party’s bedroom.” She giggled.

Selene blushed but smiled slightly. She'd been thinking about Rani's behavior in the bar earlier. Rani had a significant libido, even without the teasing vibes. She was confident and sexy, knew what she wanted, and went for it. Selene admired those elements of her personality.

What she didn't like was Rani's eagerness to fuck somebody other than Arthur and outside the harem. So, Selene had an idea. Maybe it would be better to keep things in-house, and since no one else was around, Selene could only offer herself to her master's concubine. This idea, once sprouted, became increasingly hot to her. Maybe it was the vibe and plug making everything seem hot, but she liked the idea now and wanted to follow through.

“Have you ever been with a woman before?” Rani asked. “Do you… do you want to be?”

“I haven’t been without Master also there.” Selene confessed. “And I want to be. I need to learn how to be for his sake, for when he orders me to be. Also, I am… incredibly horny right now, and I want, no, I need to fuck. I feel much more comfortable doing it with someone in the harem. Though, I wish Master were here. I like… I like watching him with the others, but… would you teach me how to do that kind of thing with a woman?”

“Of course.” Rani shrugged. “And l know he’s not here…” She looked around. “But… maybe we could still involve him?”

“How?” Selene asked. She was curious, but she couldn’t guess what Rani had in mind. She didn’t see any way to involve Arthur without interrupting his night with Kelly, which she didn’t want to do.

“Easy.” Rani scoffed. “I teach you how to do things with a woman and how to take it up the ass. You teach me how to take it down my throat, and we record it for him. Then you can let him watch it while you suck him off or something.”

“Oh my god, I love that idea.” Selene said quickly. She genuinely loved the idea and was almost angry she hadn't thought of it first. Recording her daily mantra and sending it to Master was the first task she completed every morning.

“Thought you might.” Rani scoffed. “I got you, Mistress.”

“Pfft.” Selene scoffed. She wasn't a very good Mistress. She was a slave, but Rani was her slave tonight.

“Let me push the pile of clothes over a bit, and I can set up a decent filming rig.” She said. “It won’t be super high-quality, but it’ll be decent enough with a ring light.”

“Okay…” Selene said, not entirely sure what Rani was talking about, but Rani was already off the bed and getting to work.