Leisl looked apprehensive, obviously never having taken the dominant role before with Cora and I suspected the Prince and his wife. She looked across at the Prince and received a nod to her unspoken question. She swallowed hard and turned to look at Cora.

“…Cor...” She hesitated. “…Servant… Slave get the… err… get the toys.”

Cora nodded and then lowered her eyes and went to the cabinet and opened the drawer. She lifted out a wide tray and brought it back and placed it on the low table beside the couch. It was covered in red velvet cloth but I could see that there were numerous items beneath. Cora turned back and faced Leisl with her eyes lowered.

Leisl grabbed hold of my cock and led me over to the tray; Cora stayed still, waiting for instruction. Leisl pulled the cloth away, revealing the things beneath.On the tray were items that I had seen before, but to be honest never in such a prestigious setting like this. There were leather straps for binding arms or legs as well as a couple of different sized canes and whips of varying severity. There were also fake cocks made of polished wood, porcelain, stuffed leather and, I assume, the new rubber. They ranged in size from very slim and short to large and thick. Leisl stroked a couple of the long, slim phalluses while simultaneously slowly pulling on my hardness.

“I think Pauli that our slave should be bound, don’t you?” She picked up Cora’s stockings and handed them to me.

I turned to Cora and for a moment wondered what I would bind her to when she looked furtively at the chaise longue. I also looked at the back of the chair and realised why it was so ornately carved. I took hold of one of Cora’s wrists and strapped it to one end of the seat. I was about to strap her other wrist when Leisl guided my hand to other end. Buckling her hand so meant that her arms were stretched all the way across, severely limiting her movement. I turned back to Leisl who was now holding two more straps.

“Ankles too Pauli!” she ordered.

I took the straps and bent behind Cora, the aroma of her cunt strong in my nostrils. The legs were as ornately carved as the back and also had quite severe chips to the polish also. When both legs were bound her legs were stretched wide apart, her ass pushed backwards and her vulva spread, red and wet, juices slowly running down the insides of her thighs. Almost then and there I would have buried my face into her dripping slit, but knew I should follow Leisl’s instructions, and also wondered what she had in store.

As I stood up and stepped back I saw one of the black leather whips swing down and connect with Cora’s buttock. Cora flinched and yelped quietly. A pink line appeared on her pale flesh. Leisl stepped forward and drew the whip up along Cora’s gaping minge, and Cora groaned. Leisl flicked her wrist quickly to strike Cora’s left buttock to form a matching stripe there too. Cora yelped.

“We can’t have you screaming now slave, gag her Pauli!” Leisl instructed.

I went to the tray and found a wide leather strap with a thick rubber phallus attached to it, about two inches long but fully three inches in length. I was about to strap it upon her head when