Author's Note: This is my "tribute story" to Cynthia Slater, one of the Society of Janus founders.
It was a late Monday evening..I had been struggling with getting motivated to interview still more people for the Janus history project. I had heard some amazing stories and I wondered if I would ever be able to write them all down in some kind of coherent form. I had begun to write an outline for it but yet I felt stuck. It seemed I was at an impasse. I looked across the room to the wall and the picture hanging there of Cynthia Slater, the Janus founder, collared and cuffed. Cynthia of course had been dead for ten years now and I'd always regretted never having met her. I had received a copy of it from one of the people I interviewed. When I had first seen it, I was very impressed with the picture and asked if there was any way I could have a copy of it. The woman later called me and said she had an extra copy which she gave to me.
Even as a bottom, Cynthia radiated an aura of dignity. The picture was probably over 20 years old and the woman in the picture was of a young woman. I looked up at the picture and said to it "Oh Cynthia..I am at an impasse with this damn thing. How I wished I'd had the chance to know you..to talk with you about the beginnings of this group, even to Top you!" I softly giggled to myself..not very many het men could handle Cynthia as a bottom!
I'd heard stories about how men always wanted to bottom to her..that even if she was a switch, she didn't bottom often. As I stood there, I noticed something different about the picture..it seemed to move. I felt a sudden presence in the room..almost a chill in the air..and then I heard a loud swoooshhhh!! Next thing I knew I was in a room in a house..the same room in the picture! I looked to my right and there was Cynthia..in the same collar and cuffs as in the picture!
She looked at me and smiled. "Hello Sir," she said to me. I stared for a moment and said "Cynthia?" She nodded as I struggled to remain standing. "One of the founders of Janus?" She glared at me. "Oh right..THE founder of Janus!" I remembered hearing how she and her ex-lover who started the group had had a falling out. "Er..but how did I wind up here?? And WHERE am I exactly?" I asked. Cynthia looked at me, "Does it really matter Sir? After all you expressed the desire to Top me. Do you think you can?" I smiled, and realized I wouldn't turn down an opportunity to Top someone, especially not a woman of Cynthia's stature.
I decided to size up my potential slave. "hmmmm..welll as long as I'm here, I suppose I could try," I said to her. I liked playing coy, as I always felt it was a good way to hide my fears without revealing too much. I had no idea if this was a dream, reality or what the hell this was. I took a good look at her..she was truly beautiful.
"So where is the dungeon here anyway?" I asked. Cynthia said, "Follow me Sir." So I did and walked into the next room. Inside it was one of the most amazing dungeons I'd ever seen..the walls were covered with bullwhips, floggers of every kind, gags, assorted pairs of nipple clamps, canes, and paddles. It was a Top's dream.
I saw a beautiful flogger on the wall..it had a dark brown handle..just perfect for wrapping a hand around..the color of it was beige and I felt the leather..it felt silky to the touch, but I could tell it could be nasty if used just right.
I noticed in one corner of the room a padded bench, which I knew could be of use later. I looked at the center of the room and saw some eye bolts. I saw two lengths of rope nearby and grinned. Well, if this was my fantasy, I was going to make damn sure it was a good one! "Cynthia, in my scenes I expect my partner to call me Master. I use red and yellow as my safe words. Are those terms acceptable to you?"
Cynthia smiled at me and said "Yes Master." Good, I said and told her to walk to the center of the room and to raise her arms. She did as she was told and I took each length of rope, tying one end to each of Cynthia's wrist cuffs and the other to the eye bolt in the ceiling. I found a spreader bar and placed it between Cynthia's legs, attaching her ankle cuffs to it. I ran my hand over her shoulders and then down over her large breasts..and softly pinched her nipples. I ran down her stomach and thighs, missing on purpose the furry area between her legs. I knew there'd be plenty of time later to pay attention to that area!
I walked over to the wall, found what appeared to be a deerskin flogger, very soft to the touch and walked back over to Cynthia. I took a few warmup strokes with it in the air just enough to create a breeze in back of her. I did this partially to get a feel for it, partially to get her used to what was about to occur. Then I started flogging her with it, starting off slowly and softly like I always liked to do with any of my partners.
I kept up a slow and soft rhythm for a little while trying to get a feel for my surroundings. The room almost had a glow to it, like in those fuzzy dreams some of us have. As I became more comfortable, I increased ny speed and intensity and Cynthia sighed audibly. "Enjoying yourself slave?" I asked. "Oh yes Master. but I think I can handle much more." "I'm very sure you can slave. In due time..in due time!" I chuckled. I couldn't believe this. Me Topping Cynthia? This had to be a dream, but again it was my dream, my fantasy. What the hell? I've always felt if the opportunity of a lifetime passes your way, revel in it..enjoy it! Don't be afraid!
I walked over to the wall putting the deerskin flogger back there. I took a couple floggers out, the one with the beige handle and another that looked rather thuddy. I didn't really know what Cynthia liked, but I figured with these two floggers I'd find out soon enough. Cynthia smiled, "Those two are good choices Master." I grinned and said "Glad you approve slave!" I put the beige flogger down..I would save that for later. I ran the thuddy one across her shoulders as she drew in a breath. Then I reached back and again started softly whacking first her left then right upper back. I would flog her softly..then caress the area I'd flogged then start in again. After a few minutes I started flogging her harder in those areas, making sure to get in a few whacks on her beautiful ass. I liked watching how her cheeks would jiggle as I flogged them.
I kept up this medium pace for quite awhile. I knew Cynthia wanted me to go harder and yet I kept up this almost teasing routine with her. Yeah maybe it was a bit of a mindfuck, but I didn't care. I was going have some fun with this! I would alternate the Whack Whack with an occasional whack whack, and then a much harder one, then a soft one. Then I decided it was time to get serious. I let forth a big WHACK across her upper back, then another and another. I stopped and rubbed the areas I'd hit, letting her catch her breath for a minute before continuing on. The room was filled with the sound of WHACK..WHACK..as I flogged her back and ass!! Sometimes I'd hit hard..other times soft..I was on a journey and was hoping Cynthia was riding on the same journey I was!
Then I put down the thuddy flogger and walked over to the beige one. I ran it over Cynthia's shoulders as she "mmmmmmm'd." Somehow I sensed this flogger was special. As I started to use it, I felt a burst of new energy fly through me as I struck Cynthia with it. While my arm had grown tired from the first two floggers, suddenly it felt as if I'd just started flogging her! I felt renewed and in my enthusiasm flogged Cynthia with a new found energy, flogging back and forth across her upper back in a whirlwind motion! Her moans and cries filled the air and I felt my spirit soaring! I watched as Cynthia's back and ass turned first pink, then red and redder still. I kept on flogging her enjoying the high of Top space.
Then I stopped for a moment. I walked up to Cynthia and caressed her, telling her what a wonderful slave she was and that I had a surprise for her. I put the beige flogger back on the wall..I felt that I had to give it proper respect and untied Cynthia from the eye bolts and the spreader bar. I then walked her over to the padded bench I'd seen earlier. I order Cynthia to lie down on the bench and then tied her wrist and ankle cuffs to the hooks on the bench.
As I went searching and then finding some latex gloves, Cynthia watched me and asked, "Gloves Master?" I grinned, knowing Cynthia had always loved to be fisted. "Why yes slave. I've heard you enjoy that?" I asked with a sly grin on my face.
Cynthia just smiled back at me as I told her to spread her legs for me. I found some lube next to the gloves and poured it liberally on my fingers after I had put on a latex glove. I ran my fingers over Cynthia's labia a few times, teasing her but also getting her ready to take my hand..slowly. I slid a finger inside her and felt around..then I added another one as I played with her clit with my other fingers. After a few minutes I added a third finger as I fucked her with them. She was getting more and more wet now between the lube I was using and her own juices. As I slid my fourth finger inside her, I used my thumb to play with her clit some more. I grinned wickedly at her as she just moaned.
I kept this up for a few more minutes..then I slid my fingers out and tucked my thumb underneath my other fingers. I slowly slid my hand into her, closing my eyes as more of my hand went inside her, trying to get more into the energy and feeling of the moment. I felt more of my hand slide into her and then opened my eyes and saw that my entire hand was inside her!
I looked up at Cynthia and smiled. "Enjoying yourself slave?" I asked. "Oh yes Master! I grinned and slowly ever so slowly began fucking Cynthia with my hand inside her! I wasn't very experienced with fisting so I knew the best thing was to start slow and work my way up. I knew too I needed to get comfortable with it, so I took my time. After a few minutes I began fucking her a little harder with my hand, moving it faster. I began to get into a rhythm as I heard her moans get louder.
Then I fucked her even faster, her breaths coming in gasps, her moans even louder. "Ahh slave..are we by chance close to cumming?" I asked. "Ohh yess Masterr!!" she said. "Very good!" I said with a smile. "But you can't cum until I say you can..remember that!" Cynthia groaned as she said a quick Yes Master. I grinned as I kept fucking Cynthia, occasionally rubbing her clit with a finger from my free hand.
She kept moaning and writhing on the table as I kept fucking her. She begged me for several minutes to let her cum. Finally, I said "Yes slave, you may cum!" With that, Cynthia screamed and her body shook. I felt the intensity of her cum as it shook my whole body! With my hand still inside her, I could feel the walls of her vagina shake and almost "grab" my hand! I kept fucking her for a few minutes until I could feel her orgasm subside.
I withdrew my hand as slowly as I could, sliding it out very gently, trying to stay as relaxed as possible. As the last part of my hand and fingers left her, I let out a loud sigh, more in relief than anything else. Fisting her had been an intense experience!
After she came, I untied her from the bench and helped her to the floor. Once she was down safely, I knelt down too. Apparently I was much more tired than I thought because all of a sudden I felt myself kind of keel over on top of her. I softly mumbled an apology and she told me it was ok. I lay there for several minutes feeling her stroke my hair. I finally looked up at her and said "Thank you." She just smiled back at me and said "Thank you Sir Todd. You are a wonderful Top."
I smiled again and said she was very kind. Then I said to her 'But Cynthia I don't understand. I thought you died of AIDS in 1989?" Cynthia looked at me and said "Do I look dead?" I said "Not in the least, but I don't understand how you can be here now. And hey I have this history to write..you have to tell me how Janus got started!!" Cynthia just softly chuckled, "Todd, Sir, it's not important. Everything you need to know is out there for you to find. It's really right before your eyes if you know where to look for it. Believe in yourself..just as you need to believe in your abilities as a Top. You really are a damn good one..ignore the fools in your world as they are plentiful!"
I wasn't sure what to think at that point, as I must have dozed off. When I awoke, I was on the floor back in my own living room. As I looked outside, it was morning. I shook my head and thought that I'd had one amazing dream. Then I looked to my left and saw the beige flogger I'd used on Cynthia! I looked up at the picture..I could sense Cynthia was smiling at me.
When I go to parties now, people notice the beige flogger hanging from my belt and ask where it came from. I tell them from a place long ago and far away.
© 1999 LordSaber