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Aptly stated.
For the remainder of the day, James served Alice and me. He remained naked and walked gingerly. The tenderness of his feet was evident. Laitai stood ready with her correcting cane, with James glancing her way with trepidation whenever she moved or spoke.
She chose to cane James at regular intervals. Directing James to kneel on the leather stool, the punishment was brisk, thorough and wordlessly executed. I began to understand why the instrument of bamboo was preferred by so many knowledgeable dominant females. No male, no matter his level of subservience or masochism, no matter his tolerance to pain, could possibly become accustomed to its bite. For James, the third and fourth submissions to its brutal sting burned just as much as the first, and his entreaties and antics so evidenced.
Yes, James indeed ‘sang’ for Laitai, and whereas the intra day sessions were not as lengthy as the initial evening, the pain, however brief, was excruciating. And I of course was always present to dry James’ tears, to encourage him to display proper homage to his new keeper, to mock his child-like pleadings for relief.
“Laitai is here to help you, James. She’ll make it easier for you to serve me.”
Alice and I began posture training and introducing James to the deportment expected of a servant. It was interesting to observe that he never became totally comfortable serving us nude and his penis was delightfully beyond his control. His efforts were wonderfully awkward, which we were meticulous in drawing to James’ attention and the clumsiness provided ample opportunities for correction.
Alice pointedly remarked in James’ presence that his forthcoming operation would assist with his efforts to learn proper service and I of course agreed, putting James’ gift in a positive light and planting in his mind the need for Dr. Alice’s attention.
“Some physical alterations serve to focus the mind,” Alice stated with chilling gravity.
And so the day passed as the train whisked through countryside which I had only before seen on picture post cards.
By 5:30 p.m., at the time we reached Shelby, I was napping in the lounge car. Alice had a hooded James in the dome observation section. She stood while our kneeling servant received instruction in the art of analingus. His tongue was becoming very useful.
A watchful Laitai observed nearby. Dour. Ardent. Resolute. Her cane at the ready.
Alice
In Shelby, our private cars were disconnected from the Amtrak train and left on a siding. Word came that the locomotive hired to pull us for the 150 mile leg to Calgary was delayed. Heavy snows had blocked the tracks.
This provided time for D and me to explore the small town, which was a comparatively vibrant community for the nearby ranchers. Laitai remained in the cars to fulfill her responsibilities of ensuring James’ discomfort.
While walking from shop window to shop window, D had the opportunity to purchase many leather items, crafted for the care and restraint of livestock but easily converted for use with recalcitrant males. After a time, D and I decided to have dinner in a wonderful steak restaurant. The wine flowed abundantly.
On the return walk to our waiting private cars, a cattle supply store was still open. The window display spurred some deviant thoughts. I could not resist stopping in to purchase some items. The resulting package was heavy but the remaining walk to the train was short.
I never realized branding irons weighed so much.
D
Alice and I returned to our private cars from a sumptuous steak dinner. It was comforting to see that Laitai had fed and bathed James and was just completing his 10:00 p.m. caning.
James was very agitated as expected but very pleased to see me. I had Laitai take him to the master bedroom and secure him supine and hooded on the bed.
In our younger days, Alice always enjoyed watching me open up the male backside and with the wine we had imbibed, some form of recreation was needed.
So we gave Laitai some well-deserved time to herself, as I retrieved the ‘man spreader’ and Alice stripped for a long evening of sex and male submission.
The bedroom scene became marvelously sordid. Alice sat on the bed facing me with her thighs straddling James’ head. She pulled back on his spread knees holding them against his chest to best expose the sphincter, while receiving James’ tongue. I ploughed away with the ‘man spreader’, thrusting deeply between the well caned buttocks. Laitai had lubricated him quite nicely, but the ridges and furrows performed their function.
When we both leaned forward we could kiss. Below our steamy oral caresses was James’ neglected erection, appearing to be sitting up and begging for attention like a hungry dog.
Our licentious play went well into the night. We let Laitai sleep. James missed his midnight caning.
James
Dr. Alice and D used me well into the night. It was painful yet strangely satisfying.
On two occasions I reached to play with my turgid erection. D’s phallus was putting tremendous pressure on my prostate and I desperately needed relief. It was denied.
“Shall I have Laitai join us with her cane?”
With D’s calmly posed question I quickly removed my hand. Fortunately, tending to Dr. Alice’s needs provided a diversion to the pain and I found that my backside was automatically responding to D’s thrusts in the desired manner without forethought from me. Thus, my concentration turned to Dr. Alice with my tongue working first between her thighs and later between her buttocks. She seemed to most enjoy strong laps to her crinkled rear opening while her fingers worked her sex. She was adamant that I receive all her juices and seemed to be challenging me with her abundant flow.
