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Frankie, the girl who waxed Mistress Vixen so beautifully had no idea of Vixen's profession. She saw a striking, powerful woman who dressed simply and elegantly and assumed that she was some sort of corporate executive. Like a number of similar, if not quite so formidable looking women, who looked after their bodies, Vixen used a lot of the spa's services. Some of them also chose to have a Brazilian wax. There was no reason to think that this quiet, relaxed client was particularly out of the ordinary.

But over time their relationship grew as the girl chatted while she worked and Vixen responded easily, wearing a towel or less. One day Frankie started talking about men as she carefully stripped away Vixen's pubic hair. She had been upset by her boy friend and thrown him out.

"You know, they think they are so tough but they can't take a little waxing. I'd like to strap that jerk to my table and make him squirm."

Vixen, who had watched a lot of men squirm, and even scream, as she waxed them in her fashion couldn't help but agree. It sounded like Frankie's boyfriend deserved it, but then Vixen thought that about any man in any circumstance.

By the time of Vixen's next appointment Frankie's boyfriend was back and all was apparently forgiven. But Vixen noticed that Frankie wasn't quite her bubbly self. She was upset to see the girl so down but also annoyed that Frankie had just let him back.

"Did you wax him like you wanted to before you took him in?"

"No, of course not."

"Why not? So what did he do to upset you so much?"

"Oh, he was getting flirty with one of my friends."

"Mmm," said Vixen "If he was my boyfriend I'd be making him pay for that before I was going to take him back. He'd be begging to be waxed by you by the time I'd finished with him. A good whipping would just be the start."

The girl looked up from her work with a start.

Vixen was amused that she looked so taken aback. As Frankie went back to getting her strip of pubic hair exactly right, Vixen explained what she did for a living. The girl was fascinated, realizing that Vixen was not just another pampered lady who lunched or corporate high flyer. By the end of the appointment Frankie had promised to call Vixen and use her professional services, for free, since she had served Vixen so well. As they parted they shook hands; Vixen gave Frankie her card and Frankie said, slightly nervously, that she looked forward to seeing a new type of waxing. Vixen was pretty sure that the girl wouldn't take it further but it had been an amusing discussion; she liked it that she could surprise people like that.

oooOOOooo

In fact, Frankie did call into Club Taboo in person to find Vixen after work a few days later. Vixen's calm certainly that something needed to be done and her boyfriend's continuing to take her for granted had stiffened Frankie's resolve and she wanted to test his commitment. Frankie spent quite a while with Mistress Vixen, who she found dressed in a smartly corporate suit involved in paperwork in her office. Frankie felt a little shy interrupting her but Vixen was obviously pleased to see her. After their discussion Vixen showed her around the Club. Although the early evening was one of their quietest times and there wasn't very much happening, Frankie was impressed.

In one room she stood and watched a middle aged man strapped to a bench then have Mary, Mistress Vixen's favorite girl, lash him with a riding crop. The man, who was naked except for a cloth hood completely covering his head, was screaming incoherently after the first few strokes but Mary ignored the noise and carried on regardless. A red haired woman in elegant street clothes watched approvingly from an arm-chair. Vixen had asked the woman's permission (and then made sure to let the man know he would have an audience although he couldn't see them) before allowing Frankie in. Vixen told Frankie that the man had been brought in by his partner to get 36 strokes. They came in monthly but he usually got 12 or occasionally 24.

When the beating was over and the man was left sobbing on the bench, the woman in the chair waved Mistress Vixen and Frankie over. She explained, loudly so the man on the bench could hear, that he had admitted to masturbating without permission which was why he was getting the extra punishment. Frankie looked at his back. His upper thighs, arse and lower back were a mass of criss-crossing red marks already bruising, some on his flanks bleeding where the end of the crop had hit. They partly covered a C that had had been branded just above one buttock. She touched the mark and the man flinched.

"Why do you have him beaten usually?" asked Frankie. The woman looked in surprise at Vixen, who shrugged a little, and then at Frankie.

"Oh, the usual, he thinks about his dick all the time, looks at women in the street, fancies his secretary, that sort of thing."

"But why does he let you do it?"

"He likes it really, he likes to have me in control and even have me punish him. It always leaves him on some sort of high. We both love it."

"I thought you kept him locked up," said Vixen.

"I do a lot of the time but the device is heavy and he gets knocked around so he doesn't wear it all the time," said the woman, "Do you think he should?"

"Oh absolutely," said Vixen "If you really want to stop him jerking off, you have to have it on all the time. They always wank when they get the chance, they just don't always admit to it. Did you catch him at it?"

"Yes. I caught him with a dirty magazine when he thought I was out -- he was too slow to get it put away."

"Nasty creatures. I guarantee he's been doing it all along and won't stop until you keep him tucked away in a good permanent chastity device. Talk to Mary about something he can wear all the time, she is good with those things. And we better get Mary to ask him where the rest of his magazines are -- once she's tortured it out of him you can have him read them aloud to you when he is safely under control, you'll both enjoy that. An erection in a decent device hurts a lot."

Vixen nodded to Mary who had been untying the man from the bench and she started to strap him back down, face up this time.

They moved on before the interrogation started so Frankie could see the Medical Room where Vixen thought the girl would be most comfortable.

As Frankie was leaving, Vixen said, "OK then, you tell your boyfriend that he has to agree to be punished for flirting - without knowing how - if he is to stay with you. If he doesn't take his punishment he's out for good. Then we'll see what he is made of."

Frankie looked apprehensive but nodded.

Vixen smiled, "Don't look so worried. We do this all the time and usually they love it once it's over, like that man you saw. You'll be bringing your boyfriend back for a monthly thrashing before you know where you are."

Two days later Frankie rang to say that he'd agreed.

"Good," said Vixen, "I'll send the car to pick you up after work tomorrow and you tell him where to wait for us."

oooOOOooo

The pick-up was the bottom floor of a rundown car-parking building in the centre of town. Looking out of the window from the back seat of the Club's big Mercedes as they pulled up, Frankie could see her boyfriend looking nervously at the approaching car. He couldn't see her because of the darkened windows. Mary, dressed in what would pass for either a sexy prison warder's or chauffer's uniform got out of the driver's seat to talk him, taking a black cloth hood and a set of shackles with her. The boyfriend looked around nervously but there were only a few cars in the dim shadows of the car-park and no one moving. Frankie couldn't hear what was being said but after they had been speaking for a while Mary opened the boot and gestured inside. Her boyfriend looked to be backing away and Mary shrugged, shut the boot sharply and walked briskly back to the door of the car.

As the driver's door opened and Mary started to get back in Frankie could hear him almost shouting, "All right then, all right then, I'll do it." Mary gave Frankie a broad smile and shut her door to go back to the boot. Mary watched him with her arms folded and an amused smile as he got completely undressed, looking nervously around into the dripping shadows all the while, and climbed into the boot. Mary leaned in to pull the hood over his head and buckle it, made him roll over so she could shackle his hands behind his back and lock his ankles together and shut the boot.

They drove off leaving his clothes behind in a puddle on the dank floor. Frankie could feel her excitement growing at the thought of her boyfriend locked in the dark not knowing what was in store for him. She did; Mistress Vixen had promised to show her waxing, not Brazilian but Vixen-style.

oooOOOooo

They got him out in the garage under the Club, unshackled his legs and led him upstairs to the Medical Room. Vixen had been right, Frankie found the various gothic dungeons and baroque parlours in the rest of the Club vaguely unsettling, but the bright Medical Room reminded her of the clinic at the spa and she felt reassuringly at home. A man had been waiting for them when they arrived and helped them without saying anything. The boyfriend was cursing softly under his hood as he was manhandled out of the car boot and up the stairs.

In the Medical Room Frankie watched as the silent man strapped her boyfriend to an examination table face up. The man was not large but well muscled and obviously very strong. He was wearing tight black trousers with a muscle shirt showing tattoos on his arms and Frankie had an urge to touch his chest. Her boyfriend was struggling and now there was muffled complaining from the hood but he was getting nowhere as the man bound his arms against the sides of the table and spread his legs.

"Hood on or off?" asked the man when he had finished.

"Ah... off I think," said Frankie," but can you gag him?"

"Sure." the man picked a ball gag from a crowded bench next to the table. As the hood came off her boyfriend started to say "What the f.." but the gag stifled the rest as it was buckled tightly behind his head. The strong looking man left again without a word and she was alone with her bound and gagged boyfriend who was still struggling to get free.

She looked around. There was nowhere to sit. The room was set up like a medical examination bay; the walls were white and the lights very bright. There was a big theatre light up near the ceiling that wasn't turned on. The only movable furniture was the examination table her boyfriend was strapped to and some sets of drawers on wheels tucked under the benches that ran around most of the room. On the benches and on hooks on the wall there was all manner of shiny and electrical looking equipment. There was also a sink with long-armed medical-looking taps and a lot of ominous looking tubes attached. There was a nest of metal buckets next to the sink.

Frankie had brought her travelling bag of waxing equipment up from the car with her but there was no room to lay it out. She poked idly amongst the equipment around the room speculating on how it could be used on the immobilized patient on the table. Most of it looked too complex for her to guess. In amongst the equipment she saw a hair trimmer and realized she had forgotten hers. She also found a big jar of lubricant which she thought about for a moment then turned her attention the man strapped to the table. He looked rather pathetic and sad with his penis flapping about as he struggled to no avail. She put some lube on her hands and started to stroke his penis. Soon he was completely hard and lying quiet and still as she slowly ran her hands up and down his shaft.

That was how Vixen found them. Frankie noticed her boyfriend goggling past her over his gag and turned to see Vixen in full dominatrix gear; thigh high boots with towering heels, a black corset that only just covered her nipples and long black gloves. Her pussy was bare, the lips slightly rouged and the strip of dark hair stark against her white skin. Frankie stared as well; her boyfriend got even harder. Vixen laughed and did an elegant twirl. Seeing where Frankie was looking she laughed again and said, "Normally I keep covered up until I get down to business, but see, it's worth all the effort you put into it. Now you can show me how it's done and then I'll show you my way."

Frankie picked up her bag and looked around. Vixen expertly swept a clear space on a bench with her arm and Frankie started to unpack her gear. It looked like she might be some time, as she looked for a place to plug in what looked like a small electric saucepan, so Mistress Vixen decided to amuse herself with the man on the couch. She thought the cock looked a bit sticky so she started to tweak his nipples, gently at first but then with increasing force. As if by accident her cunt occasionally brushed one of his immobilized hands and she left it there while he tried to get his fingers into it.

"Naughty," she breathed into his ear and put her tongue into it. She pressed her breasts into his face and gave his nipple a hard enough twist to make him squeak into his gag. His penis was soon so stiff it was aching.

After Vixen had been keeping herself amused like that for a while, Frankie said that the wax was warm and they were ready to go. She took the clippers she had found on the bench and trimmed his pubic hair so that it was only a few millimeters long. Her boyfriend finally realized what was going on and began to struggle again, even though he was still rock hard from Mistress Vixen's attention.

"Careful," Frankie said, "this trimmer is very sharp and you'll lose it if it waves about too much." He stayed still. Frankie laid down the first wax strip. She was aiming to make his cock and balls completely hairless and leave a thin strip of pubic hair running up from his cock like the one she left for Mistress Vixen. A full Brazilian, taking everything off, was easy but leaving a neat, even strip of hair was an art. As she tore off the first strip, her boyfriend screamed into his gag and writhed around as if he had been electrocuted. Vixen was unimpressed. "Boy, if I carried on like that every time I got waxed, I'd get thrown out of the spa. Stop all this nonsense and lie still!"

Frankie carried on with the waxing. It took longer than usual because of the way he tried to thrash about in his bonds. She had been terribly aroused at the sight of Vixen teasing him and at first causing him pain had excited her further but soon the wriggling was irritating.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, just keep still and stop acting like a baby," she ended up saying slapping his thigh. Vixen laughed.

When she had finished, he looked magnificent. Frankie lubed her hands again and stroked his now beautifully smooth cock and balls until he was hard. The waxed skin was slightly inflamed, pink and delicate looking. Vulnerable, she thought, knowing what Vixen had in mind. The lack of hair made him look bigger and the strip of pubic hair was even and dead straight despite all the struggling.

She was pleased with her work but found the experience unsatisfying. It hadn't been nearly as sexy as she hoped and all the fuss had had made hadn't been at all impressive. She wasn't feeling that he had made much of a show of commitment. She had hoped that he would have accepted his punishment like a man and made her proud of him in front of Mistress Vixen.

Vixen was pleased with the waxing though.

"Look at that," she said, "That is great, so much better than shaving. I will get all my subs waxed." She noticed that Frankie wasn't looking very excited. "Too much like work?" she asked.

"Sort of," said the girl, "I guess I just expected more."

"Well then, let me show you more," said Vixen going to the door and shouting down the stairwell, "Ready, now." The strong silent man returned and started unstrapping Frankie's boyfriend from the table.

oooOOOooo

They took Frankie's boyfriend downstairs to a small dungeon and tied him to a high, solid wooden chair. All the fight seemed to have left him. His ankles were tightly strapped to the widely spaced legs of the chair and a waist strap held his lower body completely still. His hands were tied behind the back of the chair and his upper body could move. He slumped forward.

"Ryan!" snapped Mistress Vixen and the strong man took hold of the boyfriend's arms and pulled him hard against the chair so that he grunted in pain. Vixen had unhooked her corset and was now dressed only in boots and gloves.

"Wax," she said to Frankie who was staring again, looking a little astonished, "it gets everywhere, all over your good clothes." Frankie looked down at her spa smock and had to agree. Vixen straddled the man in the chair, sitting in his lap. His cock was against her stomach and she pulled his head down to let his gagged mouth nuzzle her breasts. Frankie felt her excitement growing. Vixen reached down and began to stroke his stiffening cock and he started to writhe again but not from pain.

"Don't you dare come until you're told, boy. You come without permission and I'll let Ryan here fuck your face and fill your mouth with spunk for you."

Vixen got off him and lit a small yellowish candle. She pulled the boyfriend's head forward by the hair and dripped a little wax onto the exposed nape of his neck. He jerked and moaned as the wax hit him. She waited a little while and scratched the wax off - there was a red mark but no signs of real damage. "Good," she said, "Ryan, hold him nice and still for me."

She leant over the boyfriend with her breasts pressed against him and, holding his penis out of the way with one hand, began to drip hot wax onto the inside of his thigh. Each drop produced a grunt from behind the gag but he was held too tightly to move. By the time Vixen had left three rows of neatly spaced wax dots across each thigh Frankie's boyfriend was crying. Vixen stopped and rubbed her breasts across his face. "Shh, shh," she said, "nearly done. Just a little more. You can make it." She straddled him and let him stare at her tits as she stroked his cock hard again.

Frankie was very excited. She was getting wet and restless watching Vixen alternately torture and tease her boyfriend but she wasn't sure if she could interrupt - Vixen looked very focused - or what she would do if she could.

Just as she was about to say something, Vixen got off him and said, "Here, Frankie, fancy a bit of cock?" Frankie did. Very much. She stepped out of her knickers and pulled up her smock to sit on him. She shuddered as his cock slid deep into her.

Vixen leant to whisper in his ear, "Remember what I said about coming, boy? Come now and you'll regret it." Frankie slid up and down his cock a few times but it was clear he wasn't going to be able to hold on so Vixen motioned her off.

Ryan held him very tightly now and Vixen dripped her wax on to the area newly exposed by Frankie's waxing. Even through the gag he was making a lot of noise and rolling his head around. She pulled his penis back and dripped wax onto his balls then ran a series of drips up the shaft of his penis. Finally she held his cock down and let the wax fall across the top. He was crying again.

"Last bit," said Vixen, "Nearly there. Brace yourself." She pulled back his foreskin and slowly dripped wax onto the exposed glans. He tensed every muscle in his body and screamed into his gag. When the glans was completely covered Ryan let him go and he slumped over in the chair gasping.

"There, there. All done," said Vixen, "You can stop the noise now. Frankie, that cock is yours. But just remember, boy, you don't have permission to come until she does." Vixen leaned into him, pulling his face into her breasts and stroking his cock as she broke off the hardened wax. Frankie pulled up her smock, climbed on to him and Vixen guided his cock into her. Vixen's hands fluttered around her cunt and then settled in to stroking Frankie's clitoris as the girl rode her boyfriend's cock. Frankie's mouth was dry with desire and she was on the edge of coming when he spasmed into her and began to go soft.


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Frankie got off, dripping come. Vixen looked very displeased.

"OK then. You asked for it," she said to the man strapped to the chair, who quailed before her stare, looking fearful and pathetic with his limp cock between his spread legs. "But first Ryan you better finish Frankie off."

The silent man came up to Frankie, undid her zip and pulled the smock over her head. He took off her slip and bra like he was undressing a doll. Frankie could see the huge bulge in his trousers and was weak with lust. She would have given anything to have that cock inside her and let him do what he wanted. He turned her to face her boyfriend in the chair and gently pushed her legs apart. He bent her over so she braced her hands on the boyfriend's shoulders and Ryan pushed his cock into her; she hadn't even noticed him take it out of his trousers. He was as big as she had hoped for and filled her completely.

Frankie panted and gasped on the very edge of orgasm as Ryan fucked her slowly but knew she wouldn't come without a touch on her clit. She dropped her head onto her boyfriend's shoulder and reached for her cunt. Ryan took her hands and held them behind her in one of his. She was desperate, bucking and writhing on his cock right on the edge.

"Oh, god. Fuck me. Touch me. Make me come," she begged. Ryan kept hold of her hands, crushing her against her boyfriend, driving his full length into her faster now. His other hand was touching her stomach and thighs but not going to her cunt.

Finally she realized what was required of her. "Please, Mistress, please may I come?" she pleaded and Vixen nodded. Ryan let her hands go and stroked her cunt from behind with both of his. She came immediately in a long screaming orgasm and collapsed onto her boyfriend as Ryan pulled out of her. His cock was still huge and hard, dripping with her juices and the boyfriends come.

He gently lifted the girl out of the way and straddled her boyfriend, putting his cock right up against his gagged mouth. Vixen unbuckled the gag and Ryan pushed his cock into the boyfriends face. He kept his mouth firmly closed. Mistress Vixen reached down and started squeezing his balls while Ryan pressed his cock harder into the boyfriends face. Very soon he had to open his mouth as the pressure on his balls became unbearable and Ryan pushed his cock in, took him by the hair and started fucking his face hard and fast.

To the boyfriend it seemed to last forever; the big cock filling his mouth with its own musky taste, his girlfriend's juices and the salty taste of his own come. With each stoke the big silent man pushed his cock against the back of the boyfriend's throat making him gag and pulled it out until the swollen glans brushed his lips. In fact it was only a few minutes until Vixen said, "OK Ryan," and Ryan came almost immediately. Come filled the boyfriend's mouth and Ryan pulled out to spray his face. The boyfriend was left spluttering and choking with come dripping off him.

"There," said Vixen to him "It's all over. Frankie can take you home now." But Frankie was shaking her head. "No, I want his cock locked up first."

"Of course", said Vixen, "He needs to learn control. I'll get Mary," and she left the room.

"What does that mean, 'locked up'?" asked the boyfriend.

"Locked up," said Frankie, "means your cock gets locked up in a nice little device and I get the key and you don't get to come in any of my fucking friends again, is what it means. It means you don't get to come at all unless I say so."

"No way," said the boyfriend, "I could go through all this for you but that is too much. No way!"

By this time Mary and Vixen were back in the room with a chastity device to try.

"OK, then. If you won't do that for me, just fuck off. You didn't even bother to deny you've been fucking my friends. And you made a fool of yourself here, little baby!"

"Crazy!" said the boyfriend "I can't just fuck off. You've got me tied to the fucking chair."

Frankie turned to Vixen in tears, "Just make him go, please just make him go."

"OK," said Vixen, "Ryan, untie the boy. Mary, take him back to his clothes."

When everyone else had gone, Vixen turned to Frankie looking concerned, "Sorry about that," she said, "Normally they hold up better."

"No worries," said Frankie rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, "He wasn't really up to much, was he?"

"Not really; poor choice, I'm afraid - I'm sure we can find you something better if we look around. But in the meantime I really need a fuck. That scene with you got me going and I can't wait until the others get back. I'm sure Mary's strap-on would fit you. Come with me."

The last said imperiously as Vixen buckled a collar with a leash round the naked girl's neck. As she was led off, Frankie's insides turned to water with desire. "Crazy," she said to no one in particular.

"Silence!" said Vixen, laughing, "Speak when you are spoken to and not before."

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