The Diaries of Ayesha

Mistress Minx, true to her word, or threats as the case may be, had sent me to Nairobi to act as Jatana Walker's personal assistant.

Jatana besides being in a position of financial control for a large mining company in Kenya, was also a member of Ay'esha. So I became her number one "boy" while Minx was traveling in England on other business.

During the day, I spent my time shuffling papers and analyzing assay reports, and in general providing an extra set of hands to her.

But at night I was her slave and she enjoyed using her beautiful black body to torture me into submission.

I would travel to her home from my hotel by taxi, as living with her would have been considered unacceptable by local custom and each morning I returned to my rooms for some sleep before reporting for work.

One night when I arrived I was greeted by Mistress Jatana and another young black woman who I had not met before.

"M-5, this is Constance and she will be joining us tonight. You will obey her as you do me.", I was directed in soft yet firm tones.

"Yes Mistress.", I said kneeling before the two women.

Jatana turned to Constance and smiled.

"You see why I wanted him to be your first white slave? He is very obedient and willing to serve. Aren't you M-5?" , she said

"Yes Mistress. I wish to give you both pleasure."

"Oh you shall. Go into the bedroom and strip. Then return to us in the parlor with your collar.", she said with a wave of her hand.

I did as I was ordered and entered the parlor on hands and knees with my collar in my teeth. Making my way across the room to where the two women were sitting I sat up like a begging dog and waited while the collar was removed from my mouth and fastened to my neck.

I kissed Mistress Jatana's feet as was my custom and waited for orders.

She pointed towards Constance's feet and I moved to kiss her feet while Constance giggled at the sight of my naked, collared body at her feet, kissing her shoes.

"On your back M-5. I want her to see how aroused you get when you are permitted to service a woman's toes.", I was directed.

I rolled over onto my back and removed her high heels and continued, licking Constance's toes until she ordered me to stop.

"Well, I can see what you mean now Jatana. He does get excited by serving feet. What else arouses him, I wonder?", she mused, looking at my erect cock.

Mistress Jatana just smiled down at me as well.

"You'll learn soon enough what interests him. But don't give him too much pleasure too soon.", she cautioned.

I was ordered to rise and serve coffee to the two women as they talked about the days events in Mombassa, including the continued disruption of the electricity in the city.

I waited patiently as the two women talked and took the time to study and compare them.

Jatana was a tall woman with firm breasts, while Constance was slightly built with small breasts. Both had the same grace of movement and both gave off the same feel of unspoken female power that Minx possesses.

After a few more minutes, Mistress Jatana directed me to remove the coffee things and return and await their pleasure.

I did so and found when I returned that Constance had removed her dress and stood wearing only her garter belt and stockings, and had replaced her shoes. Mistress Jatana stood next to her, her boots gleaming from the action of my tongue from the previous night.

Constance's breasts stood high and firm and her nipples were erect as she looked down at my kneeling figure.

"Do you like what you see slave?", she said quietly.

"Yes Mistress Constance", I said honestly.

"Well I don't. I see a naked white man with a weight problem and a lack of control over his body. I do not want to see your erection any more. Control it.", she said without a hint of amusement in her tone.

"Yes Mistress.", I said, summoning up my control. Mistress Minx also prefers that I keep the sign of my passion under control, but my time with Mistress Jatana had caused me to weaken. She took delight in her slightest touch causing me to become aroused.

Mistress Constance looked into my eyes and assured herself that I understood her orders, before she and Mistress Jatana walked away leaving me kneeling and wondering what was in store for me next.

I soon found out as they returned with ropes and whips.

I bent over the low table before the two women and waited as Mistress Jatana tied me with my legs spread, exposing my ass. A moment or two later, she raised my head and shoved a pair of panties into my mouth as a gag.

"Now Constance, I'll show you the proper way to whip a slave into shape. In this case, a puddle.", Mistress Jatana said as she let fall the first blow across my ass.

She started slowly across my exposed ass. Harder then softer in a steady pattern of strokes. The blows crept their way up to my shoulders and fell harder and harder. I could feel the strands of the whip starting to cut into my skin with each blow.

I was drifting off into the fine fog of pain and pleasure as I heard her instructing Mistress Constance in the finer points of a good flogging.

The blows slowed and halted and I heard her telling Mistress Constance that it was her turn now.

Without warning I felt the cut of the whip across my back and squealed into the panties in sharp surprise and pain.

The blows rained down on me randomly and seemingly without purpose. I was being beaten, not flogged and I was unable to stop it , all I could do was moan into the gag.

My distress became apparent to Mistress Jatana and she ordered Mistress Constance to stop.

The gag was removed and I panted, trying to block the flow of pain that was coursing through my wounded body.

"You did very well M-5. I'm sure that Mistress Minx would be proud of you. Rest for a few moments. We're not done with you yet.", I heard Mistress Jatana say, as she untied me and helped me to the floor.

I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the things I had been taught by Mei Ling about pain. I controlled my breathing and focused within myself.

Sometime later Mistress Jatana, knelt beside me and stroked my head.

"Come M-5, it is time to show what else you can do to give pleasure to a woman.", she said, clipping a leash to my collar and leading me out of the room.

I was lead into the bedroom where I found Mistress Constance sitting in a large fan back chair with her legs crossed. The room was illuminated by candlelight and in the flickering light I could see that Mistress Constance was holding a short riding crop and tapping it on her shoes.

I was led before her and sat with my head down, waiting for her to speak.

She said nothing for a long moment and then I felt her grab my head and pull it back. She thrust her tongue deep into my mouth and held me against her with one hand as she used the riding crop on my ass with the other.

The mixture of pain and pleasure was enough to make me mad with desire. I wanted to keep kissing her, I wanted to keep smelling her, I didn't care about the pain of the crop. I wanted to be used by her.

She pushed me away at last and laughed at my expression.

"Oh yes slave, I do want you to desire me as madly as you do. I can see it in your eyes, even though you keep that cock of yours under control. Mistress Jatana has told me about you, and how she met you."

I could feel myself blush at the memory

"Perhaps one day I will meet your Mistress. But for now you will serve Mistress Jatana and I as you would her. Bend over with your ass up and facing me!", she snapped.

I turned and bent and then felt a wet sensation on my asshole.

Before I could react I felt something long and hard enter me and then something smooth on my ass.

"You like serving my shoes so well, I've decided to let them give you pleasure in return.

I felt the object move in me and realized it was the heel of her shoe fucking me. It felt very odd, painful in some ways and very nice in others.

Mistress Jatana stood before my kneeling form and all I could see were her boots. She pulled my head up to her crotch and I saw the hard black dildo she enjoyed having me suck before me.

"Suck my cock while she fucks your asshole, M-5. Give me pleasure while she uses your asshole. And when I'm finished fucking your throat, perhaps I'll use your ass. I know how much you enjoy that. ", Mistress Jatana said pulling me towards it.

I slipped my lips around the rubber dong and sucked it pushing it back into her with each stroke, rubbing the base of it against her clit as Mistress Constance continued to pump my ass with her heel.

I could hear the excitement in Mistress Jatana's breathing as she became more aroused by the actions. The shoe was removed from my asshole and I was pulled away from her cock by Mistress Constance who straddled my head and rubbed the dildo against herself. I could smell her arousal and feel the heat of her body standing over me. My cock was erect from the smells and sensations and I hoped that I could gain control again before it was discovered. I was pushed down to the floor and Mistress Constance took the long hard rubber prick into herself as Mistress Jatana pumped forward and then moaned in pleasure as she orgasmed. I laid on the floor, my erection painful under the weight of my body as Mistress Constance drove herself onto the toy, finally shuddering with pleasure herself, and groaning.

The two women separated and I felt drops of sweat and sweet woman cum drip on my bare flesh.

Mistress Jatana stepped back and then ordered me to roll over and suck the rubber prick clean of Mistress Constance's juices.

I couldn't help myself, my erection sprang to full intensity as I sucked the sweet juices of Mistress Constance's pussy off Mistress Jatana's latex cock.

She only permitted me a moment of this pleasure then pushed me away again.

"Cocksucker", I heard Mistress Constance hiss.

"Yes he is. And an ass licker, a pussy lapper. Oh yes this little slave is quite adept at giving pleasure. As well as having it taken from him.", Mistress Jatana said, her voice darkening in tone as she said the last words.

I was led away with my cock still aching to the bathroom and ordered to lie on the floor. My first thought was that I was going to receive a golden shower, but that was not what Mistress Jatana had in store for me.

She reached out and started stroking my cock, slowly at first and then faster. I moaned at the pleasure. She had never played with my cock like this, she had always ordered me to play with it to amuse her.

Mistress Constance came into the room and watched as I moaned in pleasure at Mistress Jatana's skillful touch.

I saw a new look on her face, one of pleasure rather than dismay form on her face and then just as quickly fade out again.

"Mistress, please let me cum.", I begged.

Mistress Jatana laughed.

"Why? What have you done to earn it?", she taunted.

"I tried to give you pleasure Mistress. I tried to give you and Mistress Constance pleasure.", I moaned.

"Yes, you did. And not letting you cum gives us even more pleasure.", she said, slowing down and teasing the head of my cock with her fingernails.

I wanted to cum so badly, but I knew if I did without permission I would be punished at the least and banished at the worst.

Tears started forming in my eyes from the torture of my rigid member. I wanted to squirt like a lust maddened animal. I remembered Mistress Minx reducing me to my animal passions when she first trained me. She shamed me with those desires and made me weep at my lack of control.

I felt all those things again and more. I felt the love of my Mistress, and the power of her. I felt the pain of my lust and started to regain my control again. I was a man. I was not an animal to be controlled with my lusts. I was Mistress Minx's slave. I would control myself. I willed myself away from the urge to cum and was rewarded by the smile on Mistress Jatana's face as she felt me relax.

She stopped teasing me and looked at Mistress Constance.

"You see. He is not controlled by his balls. He has a mind and has been trained to use it. He controls his pain and he controls his pleasure.", she said.

Mistress Constance looked down at me and then at Mistress Jatana.

"Are you willing to let me test him?", Mistress Constance queried.

"You have never had a slave quite like this one before."

"He seems impressive enough. But I'd like to see if he really has as much control over his body as you think he does."

"What did you have in mind?", Mistress Jatana asked with a hint of suspicion.

"A little trip to Nakuru. Has he seen the national park there yet?"

"No, he hasn't. I take it you're suggesting he take a walk in the park?"

"Yes. A short one."

"And if he fails?"

"Well he won't be hurt much. Is it agreed?"

Mistress Jatana looked down at me where I lay waiting and then nodded.

"Agreed. But he will pass the test. And what will be his reward for success?"

Mistress Constance looked down at me and then back at Mistress Jatana.

"I'll let you decide. But I know he can't do it"

I kept wondering what sort of park this was and what kind of test. I didn't think that I would be playing an animal in a wild game preserve. That didn't make any sense at all. Then again, I have seen and done some pretty nonsensical things in the service of Ay'esha.

Mistress Constance left the room followed by Mistress Jatana, leaving me to ponder what was in store for me the next day.

The next day dawned and Mistress Jatana and Mistress Constance arrived at my hotel early that morning to pick me up.

"Good morning M-5", Mistress Jatana said as they entered my room.

"Good morning Mistress Jatana, Mistress Constance.", I said politely.

I hadn't dressed yet, and was instructed to wear shorts and a light shirt.

"Also wear stout boots. The park is a bit rough in spots. Especially where we are going.", Mistress Jatana directed.

I dressed as I was told to, and the was escorted to a Land Rover parked behind the hotel.

Mistress Constance took the wheel and so we were heading south on the Narobi - Nakuru highway, passing old trucks and busses. It was the first time I had actually managed to get outside of the main city area so I watched the passing scenery and marveled at the life I saw in the passing countryside.

We left the main highway and entered Naivasha Town and then another dozen or so kilometers into the park.

Hell's Gate National Park is what the sign said in English and Swahili. I could see a stark landscape in the distance , but I could also see herds of zebra and gazelle as well.

We parked and I was ordered to get out. I shouldered my day pack and canteen and waited for orders from the two women. Mistress Jatana, had a small flywhisk whip with her and indicated the direction I should start in.

We walked as silently as we could through the animals towards the towering cliffs in the distance that gave the park its name.

I knew from my reading that this was part of the Rift fault that cut its way across this part of the world.

Earthquakes and volcanos were as natural to this land as bleached blonds are to Malibu, so I didn't think much of the name of the park until we reached a canyon cutting into the side of the mountain. There weren't many boot prints in the soil, so I figured that the women had ordered me here to play in the outdoors.

Another half hour later we were standing in a narrow canyon filled with steam and I could hear water bubbling, and then a loud hiss.

We were facing a geyser field. A light wind caused the steam to lift for a few moments and I saw that there were pools of bubbling hot water everywhere and the rock under my feet was hardened lava.

"This is beautiful Mistress.", I said looking over the tormented land.

"I'm glad you like it. Take off your boots.", Mistress Constance ordered.

"What?", I said startled.

I was slapped across the face and the order was repeated.

I sat down on the warm ground and removed my boots and socks. I knew where this was going and I didn't like it one bit.

I stood up again and felt the sharp rocks under my feet.

"Mistress Jatana claims you have control over your body, enough to shut off most pain. Prove it. Walk across the field barefoot."

I looked at her and then at Mistress Jatana.

"I know you can do it M-5. Your Mistress trained you well.", she encouraged.

I looked back across the field where the steam was beginning to settle again.

I wondered if Minx had ever told Mistress Jatana about our trip to Hawaii.

I took a deep breath and started to walk slowly and carefully across the rock.

It was sharp in some places and slick in others from the spray of the geysers, but hot across all of it. I felt the blood start to trickle from my feet as the rock cut into them. The heat of the rock was beginning to make my feet sweat so the pain increased as salt entered the cuts.

Five, ten, fifteen yards into the hellish fog. My eyes began to burn from the sulphur in the steam, but I managed to keep going. I startled an elderly couple taking pictures of one hot spring as I passed them unshod.

Their reaction started to break my concentration and for a moment the pain increased and then I regained control. I was not afraid. The rocks were become less sharp in my mind and the heat soon faded into a dull sensation.

I reached the far side of the field and sat on the ground waiting for my Mistresses to catch up with me.

They soon did and Mistress Constance looked intently at my feet, dirty, cut and slightly blistered from the walk.

"You did it.", was all she could say as Mistress Jatana stood smiling.

"Yes Mistress. Did it give you pleasure?", I asked gingerly putting my socks and boots back on after rinsing the dirt from my feet with the canteen.

She said nothing as Mistress Jatana led the way back across the steaming landscape, and indeed maintained her silence all the way back to Mistress Jatana's house.

I was ordered to wash myself and take care of the cuts on my feet, and after a quick bath I crawled out into the parlor on my hands and knees to await the commands of my Mistresses.

I found Mistress Constance tied over the table with her legs spread and a bottle of lubricant in Mistress Jatana's hand.

"Time for you to collect your reward M-5.", she said spreading Mistress Constance's ass hole and applying the lubricant to it.

"Mistress?", I said with a questioning tone.

"She bet her assegai.", was all Mistress Jatana said.

Sections 6 and 7
Follow my Leader

The Rain in Spain
You bet your Assegai