Wednesday 23 September 2015

Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

The black man lunged; viciously slashing his knife diagonally right to left trying to catch a hand or arm, the second assailant at the same time stabbing straight forward in a well rehearsed attack, Mistress A flinched just avoiding the slashing blade, David somehow parried the thrusting dagger pushing it to one side, this left him exposed and the scumbag punched him in the face stunning him, David fell, the man stepped over him as they closed to finish their other victim.  David; dazed rolled over trying to get up; desperate to help, the injured thug lurched forward and kicked him hard in the back.  Crying out David scrabbled away inadvertently crashing into the scumbag taking his legs; his weapon clattering to the floor.  A gap appeared,  Mistress A spying the gap leapt through landing the flat palm of her right hand in the third mans face breaking his nose.  She had been trying to kill him driving nasal bones into his brain but he moved slightly before there was contact, he yelled out in pain and fell away clutching his face. Mistress A span to face the leader but she was too slow, for a big man he moved like a cat and had launched himself over the fallen men; flying feet first at her, he connected with both catching her in the rips and tummy, she doubled up winded and in agony hardly able to breath.  Springing back up and stepping forward in triumph he grabbed her hair pulling her along the ground "Fun time" he exclaimed.   David and the scumbag rolled on the ground, the scumbag more accustomed to fighting but was not as strong as David, all those years working on the tools were now helping, David got on top and head butted him, the scumbag lost the will to fight his face a mess of blood.   Gasping for breath David wearily regained his feet and picked up the dustbin lid and went after the Blackman.  On seeing this the man smiled, his gold tooth exposed and smacked Mistress A hard on the side of her head with the butt of his knife, she groaned. Letting go of her he stepped towards David calling the other two to rise up.  With difficulty both did and David found himself facing the trio.  "Time to die chicken!" Gloated the Blackman, the third man spat out some blood.  The scumbag whispered "Stick the bastard".  David had nowhere to run, so this is it he thought, bollocks!

A light from a torch illuminated all of them, one of the powerful 2000 watt type and a voice said "You want some of this shitheads?"  The leader span round; blade ready, other hand up trying to shield his eyes from the beam.  The voice said "Mines bigger than yours" in a sarcastic tone followed by "init"
David shouted out in desperate hope, not certain if he'd heard correctly "M?"
"How's you doing."  A weaker light was now shining on them all, presumably Mistress Shania David prayed.  They could all now see the sawn off shotgun in M's hands, big round barrels pointing at the Blackman.  The three men were mesmerised by the weapon.
When called to; David pushed past the third man and staggered to Mistress A who was sitting up struggling to comprehend their change in fortunes. "Their on their way" said Mistress Shania; who moved over to her fallen friend giving the torch to David with instructions to "Watch them no good bottom feeders!"
Looking up at her Mistress A murmured "They were going to rape me!"  There was a short silence followed by the sound of both barrels bring cocked. M raised the weapon.  "No" shouted his owner, followed by "No boy; no" M starred at then with hatred; he slowly lowered the weapon.  The Blackman; who had thrown his hand up in defence as the barrels had been pointed at him made a huge sighing noise and said in an appealing tone "The filth will do you for having that, tell you what; let's call its quits, you go your way and we'll go ours". He started to move before halting as the sawn off was raised.  M glared at him and the other two before uttering with menace "The next one to move or speak gets it in the belly, init!"

For the next twenty five odd minutes the stood looking at each other in silence, the men held at bay by M and the shotgun.  Then there was the sound of car doors being slammed and multiple footsteps.  In to view came two women and four very large fit men, the men each over six foot. All were dressed in black, the Women each had a silver chain belt around their waists, I've seen them before thought David; referring to the belts.  Approaching the scene the lead woman took stock before marching up to M and sticking her hand out in a give me now gestured.  M looked unsure and glanced briefly at his Mistress, the woman tilted her head, her eyes fixed on M's.  M reluctantly handed it over, she broke the barrels and on looking down to remove the cartridges exclaimed "It's not loaded". The three men groaned.  Looking back up at M she pursed her lips and gave him another hard eye to eye stare then moving to the three now worried looking men she indicated her men to take them.  Swiftly the three were unceremoniously grabbed, hands secured behind there backs and were dragged away.    

Mistress A was helped up, slowly rising still some pain.  "Nothing broken" said the second woman who as soon as they had arrived had gone to check on her.  Mistress A gave them the story, angrily talking about the rape threat, proudly proclaiming David's bravery.  Looking at Mistress A's car the lead woman stated that it needs some work before being fit to drive, tonight a hotel and guards would be provided.  Mistress Shania would not hear of this and shortly afterwards David found himself in the back of a large diesel estate heading for a village south of Birmingham.

The following morning he woke and found himself naked; curled up in a lovely soft linen dressed bed that also contained a naked Mistress Amphere!  Laying there gazing up at the white cracked ceiling he recalled the nights events.  Shattered by all that had befallen them David could not remember how they got here.  Looking at his Lady he saw she was also awake; she was gazing at him,  then she gently stroking his check and murmured "Good boy". David was so happy he cried.  She pulled him into her arms and cuddled him.  They lay there entwined for a long time before there was a knock and the door opened.  In stepped M who went straight into three.  On hearing two; free talk free look; he knelt up and beamed a welcoming smile before inviting them to Brunch.

Pulling David out of bed Mistress A pushed him into the ensuite and after they had both done their ablutions allowed him to shower with her.  David loved the hot water, he found it a joyful pleasure but not in a sexual way as he washed her.  He was horrified to see her bruised torso not stopping to think for a second he might look as bad.  They carefully dried each other and walked naked to the kitchen which was warm as toast.  Mistress Shania looked up smiled and gently hugged them both; sending M away to fetch the ladies dressing gown that had been left hanging on the bedroom door. Brunch was served, Mistress eating at the table a Full English, David was called to kneel at Mistress Shania's feet and was given water and then hand fed spoonful after spoonful of slave food, which he had to admit tasted rather good.  He found he liked being fed by Mistress Shania, she took her time, was considerate and focused all her attention on him, gently talking to him, praising, encouraging him, instructing when to chew, when to swallow.

When he'd eaten enough she pointed to bowl of water in the corner and said "You can help yourself anytime you need to".  Switching her attention to Mistress A she informed her that the the car would not be ready until ten tomorrow morning and that she insisted that they stay, refusal was not an option.  The second Warrior who they met last night would be coming over to see them to take a statement later in the day.  The kitchen door creaked open a few minutes later and in walked Mistress Shania's daughter and her boy, who; on seeing there was an unknown Lady in the home went into three.  His owner nodded approvingly and instructed him with a simply two; get on.  The daughter who's name was Sian greeting them both warmly, David had also gone into three found her standing before him, his Mistress said "Remember two kiss kiss two that I taught you?, do it now" David did, moving as gracefully as possible to two than back to three before softly kissing each foot and moving back to two.  Sian thanked him but expressed surprise he did not know this already.  Her Mother gave her a blow by blow account, Sian looked worried and concerned and hastily rushed over to her Father who was kneeling near the wood burner.  Hugging him she ran her hands over his body checking he was unhurt.  Her boy clearly unsure looked to his Mothering Law for guidance. Mistress Shania said "Oh just go and do you chores like a good lad and take David with you he could give you a hand moving that stuff down from the attic.

For the next two hours David helped out, moving boxes, running up and down stairs to ask about this item or that, to keep or discard.  In the end Mistress Shania resignedly climbed up herself and ten minutes later all was done.  While lapping water from the bowl in the kitchen David heard M asking if he fancied a walk. David readily agreed but enquired after his keeper; who he was told had gone to lay dawn again, the pain on her rips exhausting her.  M passed a track suite, socks and wellies and said "Stick em on, car't go streaking round here you know".

 Guiding David to a path by the mighty Severn river; which was flowing smoothly and quietly awaiting the first Autumn Gales they walked along its rolling bank taking in the magnificent view of the Malvern Hills.  David thanked him for the rescue last night but wondered how come they ended up stoping not knowing it was their car.  M explained that they had seen them drive past as they walked the last few yards to their own car and if there hadn't been an urgent phone call he had to make in response to a text regarding work they would have been right behind them and probably nothing would have happened. He then expanded that when they did set off; they quickly came upon the shunted cars and guessed there was trouble.  David uttered that he was amazed M had blagged it with an empty gun. M looked a bit shifty, took a box out of his wax jacket, shrugged at David and chucked the box into the river, then with an after thought he pulled out two loose rounds and tossed them in one at a time.  "Whipped them out when the Warriors arrived" he confessed, "Everyone too busy looking at the new arrivals to notice, never mind what they don't know won't hurt them" he quipped.  David was impressed, he liked his rescuer.  Looking at M David asked "Can I tell you something without it going further?" M paused for a few seconds and then assured him all would be well.  David told him everything, M to his credit didn't interrupt although he wanted too, instead he let the torrent flow, it was clear David needed to confide in someone; David finished with "I don't know what I am, or who owns me, does anyone own me, what do you think?
M considered his reply rubbing his stubbly chin "Your not a Slave-dog you weren't born into the Mistress Hood, you ain't a House Collard-Submissive like me as your not mated or either owned and living with a family.  Your not a Collard-Submissive or a Submissive as your not owned by a family but live somewhere else.  You might be a Slave but your not in chains and you are clearly trusted.  So I don't know.  As to who owns you, I guess this Mistress Blackstock must".
After a moments reflection he continued "As to her killing you, that's got to be wrong, you've clearly changed, your actions last night prove that, will she let you kiss her feet in submission?"  David considered the question before shaking his head in a no.  "Ok this what I would do" M stated with a grin on his lips "Shes going going to kill you after a two week parole, yep?"  Again a nod.
"When she lets you go, wherever she lets you go, get back to her house and beg to be allowed to serve her for the two weeks, but, and its the killer, beg to let her kiss her feet in submission before she kills you."  Scratching his ear and nodding at the same time he went on "My guess this will be the curve ball she wasn't expecting, it will throw her a bit, maybe; just maybe enough to get her to reconsider, remember"  He added quickly seeing the look on David's face "What every Mistress wants from a man more than anything is their submission, truly give them that and that's half the battle won".
David mulled it over and thanked him. He wasn't certain, he needed time to think about it.
In an attempt to change the subject David asked about about the dynamics of M's home asking how it all worked.  M understood and laughing asked "Is this about sex and the weekly wank?"  David blushed and looked away hiding his embarrassment.  M tried to stop laughing but it took a few minutes before he could stop. "Ok matey here we go fast and hard" he sniggered wrapping his arms around his belly. "Like most Mistress households that are part of the Mistress Hood, there's a naked boy rule in the house, chastity device only, unless it's freezing of course". He added as an after thought.  "Wank night tends to be Sunday's, hands chained behind the back and brought off by a lady of the house or relative or close friend of the lady of the house.  It's not sex as you call it, for them it's all about power and control.  Most households also operate the bowl thing, I take it you've come across that?"  David was fascinated and could only nod.  "My Mistress or my daughter use me and control me like that, same for my daughters boy".  Seeing the look of confusion form on David's face he went on.  "Remember it's not sex, of course in this country the age of full consent is 18 so my daughter didn't do it till then.  She did cane me on her sixteenth, that's the age as far as the Mistress a Hood goes which makes a girl into a Mistress.  David was had to ask what age in the eyes of the Mistress a Hood did a man become a man.  "Never" came the rely "Never, what's the point, after all we don't get to vote in Coven!"

As the walked back David wondered if all Mistresses were into BDSM, shaking his head M explained that most were not, they lived what was to them normal lives with their boys, went to Coven, disciplining their wards if necessary, allowing relief once a week if they thought their boy deserved it.  They had sex on their terms as little or often as they  wanted.   He continued to explain that some Ladies were into BDSM, some go to clubs, others just play at home or amongst friends.  "Remember" M lectured "The BDSM scene is not just exclusively full of members of the Mistress Hood, there are some very weird people out there!".  "Really I would have never guessed" said David, they both laughed.

On getting in they were met with the information that they were all to attend Mistress Blackstock in her home on Saturday. M was surprised that his Mistress and he had to go, his Mistress looked a little worried.  The following morning the car was ready, still dented but drivable, they drove away with much waving and "See you soon".  As the car disappeared around the tight left hand bend Mistress Shania looked at her boy, clicked her fingers twice and as he went into two she enquired "So what did he tell you then."

Saturday soon flicked on to the radar and by two that afternoon David found himself naked in front of Mistress Emilia Blackstock who looked him briefly up and down before ignoring him completely.  Kneeling along side M David listened to the proceedings even though he could not see them.  The three men were there, quietly sobbing, clearly in pain.  Mistresses A, Shania and Louise (the lady who had stood behind Mistress Blackstock the first time David had met her). Charles was standing near the three men.  Mistress Blackstock spoke, Charles get the spikes ready, get four ready I have some unfinished business with him" gesturing towards David.  Although David couldn't see the gesture he felt it.  Oh fuck, oh fuck his mind screamed.

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