Tara's Adventures

TARA'S ADVENTURES

CHAPTER 6

TRAINING – PART 2

The hot, humid air seemed to fill with a sickening sweet scent leaving a bitter aftertaste in my mouth. My mind felt muddled as a strange tingle spread over my bound and exposed body. The cage seemed to melt away leaving with the feeling that I was floating freely in space. A dark abyss encircled me; the only sound that of my shallow rapid breathing and pumping heart. A light mist lazily drifted down to envelope my heated body. My body cooled ever so slightly, my skin left with a thin layer of slippery moisture teasing at my every nerve.

I jerked at the feel of multiple hands caressing my body, rubbing the slippery moisture over me sensitive skin, ensuring a smooth even coating. I could not remember being taken from my imprisoning cage. Could this just be another of a long series of erotic fantasy playing out in my mind? My legs now spread wide, my ankles firmly secured into new manacles some three feet wide. I felt my legs pushed back forcing my knees towards my chest exposing my naked pussy and ass. My wrists also well manacled, stretched out from my body at shoulder height slightly bent at the elbow. My body now lay flat with arms and legs slightly higher, tight straps around my waist and below my breasts holding me firm to my support. A band across my forehead held my head securely to a padded rest, cradling my head softly. The room remained silent as the suppressive blackness held me helpless in its clutches. The hot, humid air had a slightly musty tang to it, giving my new world the feeling of some exotic tropical land born out of my fantasies.

A sharp pain in my left breast caught me by surprise as I felt something attach itself to my stiff nipple. I screamed out but could hear nothing, the sound only echoed in my mind. I seemed trapped in some bizarre fantasy world. Suddenly another equally sharp pain shot through my right breast, I realized that small clamps now encircled my hardened nipples. I frantically and fruitlessly tried to wiggle out of my confining restraints only causing my breasts to jiggle obscenely. The only effect was to cause the clamps to bite even harder shooting more pain through my tortured nipples into my chest. My moans of pain and discomfort fell on deaf ears as the pain slowly changed to a dull uncomfortable throb. I felt as though I had gone deaf, dumb and blind, my only senses those of taste and touch. The only sounds I heard reverberated in my mind, echoing in my lightless universe. My moans soon turned to whimpers, tears leaking from my eyes to run across my temples into my dampening my hair.

Caught in a personal torment, unable to tell if I was living in reality or not. What demonic hell had my mind created for me? An answer quickly came for me as I felt a warm liquid flow over my exposed pussy, slithering between its opened petals before teasingly coating my crinkled bud. I soon felt something probing between my slick pussy lips and over my sensitive sphincter muscle sending a delicious tingle up my spine. This sensual massage soon had my clit poking out firmly from its protective hood begging for attention. My mind filled with erotic desires just as I felt something poking at the entrance to my twitching pussy. A loud gasp filled my mind as the entrance to my oozing pussy stretched open to accommodate the large bulbous head of some phallus. Its veined shaft burrowed deep into me, stretching my vaginal wall sending a lustful tingle deep into my stomach.

No sooner was my pussy deeply filled by this phallus, that I felt two large hands take hold of my heaving breasts, teasing and toying with my clamped nipples. The pain now mingled with pleasure as I felt myself move closer to sexual nirvana. The phallus invading my hungry pussy slowly began to move in and out along its entire length sending my mind into a frenzy of sexual desire. The constant massaging on my swollen clit and teasing of my sensitive nipples moved me closer to edge of my long denied climax.

Now trapped in a conflicted world of pain and pleasure, the boundaries quickly faded to become one with each other. I found myself gasping heavily as sheer ecstasy overcame my entire being, my body straining fruitlessly against the restraints. I could hear my own voice, it seemed distant and muffled, begging the phallus embedded in my pussy to use me harder and faster. My pleas ignored or unheard, as it continued its steady pace, keeping me tortuously close to the edge. My body quivered in frustration, unable to do anything to assist me in my quest for orgasmic release.

Sexual frustration left me babbling incoherently as I felt my sanity begin to slip away from me. I barely noticed my head falling back against its support. Instinctively my mouth fell open only to have the head of another cock slip between my moistened lips to glide into my warm, eager mouth. No sooner was it in my mouth than I instinctively clamped my lips tight around its shaft, greedily sucking it deeper into my mouth and down my eager throat.

My sexual frenzy, now so complete, its passage into my throat didn't even illicit the smallest hint of gagging. When I felt a ball sac bump into my forehead I released my grip and allowed it to pull back so I could refill my lungs before sucking it back into my wanton throat. I suckled this cock hungrily, anticipating the hot salty nectar that would soon be filling my eager mouth and throat. With every deep stroke into my mouth, the hands on my breasts would squeeze my nipple clamps tighter sending another jolt through my body. These sexual maestros played me as would a virtuoso play their violin bring me to a slow crescendo, leaving me to stare, longingly, over the precipice of erotic release.

Strong fingers pulled opened my tightly balled hands, leaving them splayed open with palms upwards. I barely noticed as a warm, slippery lotion coated my hands to pool in my palms before slowly snaking down my forearms, adding yet another sensual tickle to my over stimulated being. My fingers released I immediately tried to close my fists again only to find myself gripping two more firm, fat cocks. My mind burst into sexual overdrive as these two cocks began to stroke through my clenching, lubricated fists. I barely had time to absorb this latest sensation when I felt something begin to probe between my outstretched ass cheeks. A sensual tingle shot up my spine assaulting my over-stimulated mind with even more sexual desires.

This cock mercilessly demanded entrance into my tight ass, refusing to retreat. My over-lubricated bud proved defenseless against this unrelenting assault as the cock's swollen head pushed its way past. My overpowered sphincter quickly surrendered to this intruder allowing it to impale steadily deep into my ass. A searing pain drove deep into my body as this cock relentlessly stretched my internal membrane. Screaming aloud proved impossible, blocked by the cock buried into the back of my mouth and down my throat.

This painful intrusion now added to my sexual frenzy as the wanton manipulation of my body was now complete. I found myself moving towards the orgasm that I so desperately needed as all five cocks began to pump me with increased furiousness. My entire body seemed covered by a hundred hands as they groped at my sensitive, over stimulated flesh. My ass cheeks held firmly and squeezed, my breasts massaged and squeezed, clamps pinching my erotically tortured nipples. Calves, thighs, arms, stomach and face all caressed sensually. The increased massaging of my engorged clit proved to be my ultimate undoing, launching me over my sexual precipice soaring into a sexual reality of depravity.

The black abyss I found my mind floating in suddenly filled with brightly coloured points of light. They flashed randomly over the dark backdrop before violently exploding, turning my world into a multi-coloured kaleidoscope. Every muscle tightened as my body went rigid causing me to strain against the restraints holding me down firmly. My hands clasped tightly around the cocks stroking in my fists, only the oily lotion permitted them to slide through my grip. I felt my lips, pussy and ass clamp down hard on the cocks thrusting hard into my hungry, grateful orifices. I was in the throngs of an ecstasy I had never experienced just as they released the clamps from my burning, crimson nipples. Blood rushed to my tortured nipples sending waves of searing pain into my heaving chest, adding another dimension to my erotic pleasure.

I was lost in my sensual rapture, my body convulsing involuntarily, as the most intense orgasm of my life flooded over me. Suddenly the cock in my mouth seemed to grow as it jerked wildly and hot semen shot down my waiting throat filling my mouth with salty jizm. I greedily suckled this cock dry just as the two cocks sliding between my fists began to jerk in unison as they sprayed their loads onto my heaving breasts and ultra-sensitive nipples. The salty goo stung my abused nipples before snaking its way over my breasts sliding down my stomach and slithering over the sides of my quivering body. I was quickly lost in a delirium of sexual desire as climax after climax washed over my soul plunging me into an erotic sexual addiction. Hormones and endorphins raced through my blood turning my entire body into one complete sex organ. Every touch, every action resulted in triggering yet another climatic release from deep with in me.

I wasn't sure if I could take much more stimulation and still survive but I knew that I didn't what it to ever end. Suddenly I felt the cock boring into my hot, sopping pussy start to jerk erratically. The cock impaled deeply into my ass followed as they each gave one final deep thrust before pumping me full of hot jizm. A loud, muffled moan seemed to escape from my mouth from around the wilting cock still planted in my mouth. I thought I would literally explode as another massive orgasm flooded through out my entire body. I felt consciousness begin to slip away as my mind felt consumed by some strong drug. My body tingled from a million nerve endings as even the slightest of touches felt magnified tenfold. My mind moved into sensory overload as I felt my sanity slipping away from me replaced by a deeply insatiable sexual need.

Suddenly the objects of my desires were gone from me. I lay there in my blackened universe, soaked in sweat and semen, my body jerking from the spasms of erotic afterglow, the taste of salty nectar on my tongue and cum oozing out of my lower orifices my only reminders of my sexual bliss. My erotic euphoria replaced by a desperate need for more sensual contact as I felt myself begging my users to return. The determined, self-assured businesswoman now replaced by a wanton slut, nymphomaniac, wanting nothing more than to feel the joys of sensual use and the pleasures of erotic torture. My tortured mind registered the pheromones that hung thick in the air as my adrenaline fuelled body tried desperately to seek out relief against its restraints. Exhaustion quickly overtook my mind and body as I felt myself drifting away into my black abyss.

My eyes snapped open, my heart pounding, greeted by the suppressive darkness that surrounded me. I laid there, my wrists still secured into the small of my back, my ankles still locked into the manacles with my knees resting against the bars of my cage. Completely disoriented, I could not tell if what I had experienced was real or imagined. My body told me it was real but my mind rejected it as logic dictated that it must have been a very vivid dream. I now had little or no points of reference regarding how long they held me as their prisoner nor could I tell what time of day it was.

I could only lay here bound and confined completely immersed in my ever-consuming lust. Veronica had managed to draw out my true nature, awakening the deviant slut that has lurked in the depths of my mind. I now realized my need for others to use me for their own pleasure no matter how perverse they might seem to the more puritan. I know that I can only gain my own ultimate pleasure when others are using my body, and my mind, for their own greedy, perverted purposes and pleasures. I surrendered to my primal wanton desires.

I lay there reflecting on the reality that Veronica had brought out of me as the cell slowly came into focus. The torches on the walls slowly came to life, bathing the cell in their dim light, allowing my eyes to become accustomed to their gradual shine. The sound of the cell door unlocking and opening filled me with the comforting thought that sanity had not abandoned me completely. Three shadowy figures stepped through the doorway and strode purposefully towards my cage. As they closed in on me, I noticed the familiar face of Veronica followed closely by Francesco and Bruno. I felt like I wanted to say something but my lust-filled mind couldn't form an intelligent thought. I resigned myself to simply lie in my cage watching their approach through glazed over eyes.

Veronica stood over me staring into my lust-glazed eyes with a sinister grin giving her a devilishly sensual aura. Francesco and Bruno moved to the cage door and opened it before reaching in to remove the manacles from around my ankles. They reached in and grabbed one leg each sending an erotic tingle up my legs to tickle my soaked pussy. A low sensual moan escaped my lips as I felt my body begin to quiver with sexual anticipation. They gently lifted my legs before sliding my slick body easily out of the cage. Once my lower half was out of the cage, they reached in to grab my arms and help me stand on my rubbery legs. They turned me to face Veronica, supporting my by my arms until I was able to steadying my wobbly legs. My head hung low, a trickle of spittle escaping from the corner of my mouth to drip down on my heaving breast.

A hand went to the back of my head grabbing my hair to lift my head upright. My eyes still glazed over in a fog of lust strained to bring a seated dark figure into focus. Squeezing my eyes tightly closed I was able to clear my vision enough to make out the figure as being Veronica seated on a strange looking low chair. The chair upholstered with what appeared to be black leather but its high gloss told me it must be plastic or latex. A pair of stainless steel stirrups extended out to the sides, attached to the front corners of the chair's shallow seat cushion. The back of the chair sloped back at a forty-five degree angle. Veronica sat there silently staring at me with her sultry eyes piercing into my soul and turning up my erotic desires another notch. She wore a black leather bustier whose quarter cups framed her amble breast leaving her erect nipples pointing invitingly ahead. Little nooses encircled each of her nipples connected invitingly by a lightweight golden chain. Glancing down I saw her bared pussy gleaming with a light coating of dew peaking out from between her slightly parted thigh-length patent leather boots.

I found myself unable to speak through my erotic fog of arousal as they released my wrists and relocked together in front of me. Veronica was now holding a crop slightly different from the ones she had used before. It was made of the same rich black leather but its tongue split into two like the tongue of a snake. She motioned for me to advance towards her and pointed down to the floor were I was to kneel before her. Fearing the repercussions, I immediately followed her instructions and found myself kneeling only a few feet in front of my Mistress. Using her crop, she tapped the inside of my thighs signaling me to spread my legs wide. My legs began to quiver as she lightly whipped my sensitive wet pussy and engorged clit. All I could do was to kneel there moaning with my head bobbing loosely on my neck, as ecstasy began to overtake me.

Veronica continued to use the twin tongues of her crop to tease my sensitive body only stopping to whip lightly on my firm breasts and hardened nipples. I no longer had control over my body and the erotic sensations that rendered me speechless. My entire being filled with lustful desire, needing to be fulfilled, reducing me to a whimpering slut incoherently begging to be used whatever carnal pleasure they craved. I no longer felt control over my life yet felt freedom from such thorough domination, always available for whatever perverse sexual pleasure they saw fit to gain from me. My body was alive with deep sensual desire, wantonly demanding satisfaction. I truly desired to be severely bound, punished and raped time and time again. However, the term rape would hardly apply to a person who desired it. The idea of being forced helps to keep the fantasy alive, adding to the intensity and ultimate fulfillment.

My revelry was broken with a quick stroke of Veronica's crop on my ass, its twin tongues stinging my tender flesh bringing a yelp from me. The sting quickly subsided leaving a dull burn that felt as though snake had truly bit into me. Veronica lifted her legs up and into the two stirrups invitingly exposing her glistening, bare pussy to me as she used her crop against my other ass cheek. I needed no further encouragement as I leaned forward onto my shackled hands bringing my pouting lips to her sweet, musky pussy. I kissed her fragrant nether lips lovingly, teasing her clit with my moistened lips. Another stroke from her crop and an order to get busy told me she wasn't looking for the romantic just the pleasure. Licking hungrily at her slit and sucking greedily at her engorged clit brought the reward of her sweet juices flooding my face and mouth.

Her scent and taste only served to fuel my sexual desires as I wiggled my fully exposed pussy and asshole at the two men standing behind me. By now Veronica had a solid grip on the back of my head holding my tightly to her juicy pussy muffling my voice as I begged to be filled. Arching my back to thrust my butt up higher into the air and spreading my legs even wider to expose my hungry pussy, I hoped to make my sluttish desires well known.

My ploy must have worked as I felt a pair of large hands clamp onto my hips as a hard cock slid down between my slick pussy lips to tease my hyper-sensitive clit. My whole body began to quake with sexual arousal as my mouth and tongue re-doubled its manipulation of Veronica's wet pussy and engorged clit. Lust clouded my mind as I desperately worked to trap the cock teasing my clit with my pussy's opening. My reward came suddenly as I felt the bulbous head push deep into my hungry pussy. I tried to push back onto the thick, veiny phallus but Veronica held my head tightly to her pussy as she ground into my face. The sweet aroma of her amble juices added to my arousal causing me to moan lustfully into her inviting pussy.

My carnal desires overpowered me as I felt the girth of the cock plow into my pussy, its ball sac bumping into my engorged clit. I swiftly climbed to the edge of climax just as Veronica applied her twin-tongued crop to the side of my hanging breast, causing a sharp sting to delay my release. I barely heard her command to continue with my mouth work or suffer the consequences of my lax behavior. I quickly returned to my oral manipulations of her pussy and clit as she delivered an equally stinging blow to my other breast. However, this second blow only added to my own arousal as I returned to my greedy lapping at her savory pussy. The cock plowing into my accommodating pussy began to increase its speed, the ball sac slapping into my clit at the end of each stroke.

Just as my body began to quiver and shake with my fast approaching orgasm Veronica shifted her hips upwards to expose her crinkled bud. Pushing my head down, she used her crop on my breasts to encourage my co-operation. I was so deep into my sexual frenzy my tongue instinctively began to rim her sphincter before pushing inside. The cock driving into me from behind forced my tongue deeper into her ass and my nose into her pussy canal as the bridge of nose rubbed against her enlarged eager clit. She was now using her crop on me like a jockey encouraging their mount in the homestretch. I felt her body begin to tense as she pulled my head in tight to her crotch driving me deeper into her pussy and ass.

My face became soaked in her sweet nectar as her orgasm overcame her triggering my own climax. The cock spearing my pussy became more urgent as it sporadically bored into my squeezing pussy. I felt one final hard lunge into my pussy as the cock began to swell and jerk inside me pumping my receptive canal with its hot semen. My mind now swam in deep erotic lust as my body rocking orgasm flowed through me. My head now released allowed me to take deep gulps of musk-scented air as my own intense orgasm subsided only to feel another begin to build from deep within.

I moaned longingly as the cock invading my pussy slowly pulled out leaving me feel desperately empty. Veronica roughly pushed on my shoulders forcing my firm butt cheeks back onto my heels. She lifted her leather-encased legs out of the chair's stirrups and stood off to the side of my prone body. I now found myself wantonly begging for more, my words coming out as babble. My feeble mutterings received a chorus of sarcastic as I tilted my head to the side to see only Veronica's gleaming boots. Bruno now occupied this strange chair, his semi-erect cock glistening with our juices dangling between his thighs. Veronica barked down at me cruelly to clean up my mess, punctuating her command with her crop stinging my ass once again.

A Whimper escaped my lips as I instinctively reached up with my bound hands to guide the glistening cock before me towards my hungry mouth. A flash entered my peripheral vision just before Veronica's crop made contact with my rising hands bringing a loud shriek from my lips. She reminded me, rather loudly, that slut slaves must not make use of their hands unless they were given permission, an indiscretion that I would be punished for latter. I quickly brought my stinging hands back down to the floor as I leaned forward to take the glistening cock into my mouth. Veronica took this opportunity to lay several more strokes from her crop against my upturned, exposed ass. The twin tongues of the crop leaving behind their burning reminder of my indiscretion.

I took the entire length of the flaccid cock into my mouth, running my tongue up and around it, savoring every sweet drop of the mixture coating it. It wasn't long before I felt it begin to grow inside my mouth expanding towards the back of my mouth. A firm hand on the back of my head prevented me from pulling back from this hardening cock as it began to probe into my throat. I felt my arousal renew and absent-mindedly reached my bound hands between my legs towards my aching pussy. Stopped before they could reach their target, my hands were quickly unlocked and re-locked behind my back. Veronica 'kindly' informed me that I was there for the pleasure of others not for my own pleasure. I had no way of responding to my new instructions, as my mouth was quite full of cock. The hands holding my head relaxed to allow me to pull my head back to allow me to do a much better job of cleaning the cock with my lips and tongue.

Suddenly I felt another cock begin to slide its shaft between my pussy lips, the ridge of its head teasing my still hardened clit deviously. I soon found myself climbing towards sexual nirvana, a cock teasing me at both ends. The self-assured, always in control Tara was gone replaced by Tara the slut, the sexual slave or should I say slave to the erotic arts. My whole being craved my sexual exploitation of any kind, no matter how perverse or depraved. The feel of the controlling restraints and the pain applied to my body only served to increase the intense pleasures I was receiving from my use. The idea of forced sex, rape, added to my lustful desires and the overall erotic nature of what was happening to me.

I seemed to be in a constant state of sexual arousal. Anticipating the caress of the whip as it stings my flesh, the erotic sensations brought on by severe bondage. My ultimate reward forced upon me by those that would use my body for their own selfish pleasures. The threat of punishment, though filling me with dread, was as stimulating as the most sensual foreplay. Never before had I thought that I was capable of being such a sexual animal, nothing else seemed to matter anymore.

A hand, pulling painfully on my hair, lifted my mouth away from the cock in my mouth to break my revelry. I must have let my mind wander; Veronica told me a severe beating would await me if I didn't improve my technique. Opening my lips, I invited the cock back into my mouth and felt my head lowered back down onto this rigid member. I felt two large hands grip my hips lifting my ass into the air forcing my body forward and the cock deep into my throat.

The cock seductively teasing my pussy and clit, now saturated with my juices and the jizm seeping out of my pussy, nudged at the entrance to my ass. Its slick head pushed insistently at my crinkled bud demanding entrance. My wary sphincter quickly gave up the fight allowing the determined cock to stretch me open and gain entrance into my tightest hole. A loud gasp from the initial pain of entrance escaped from my throat only to have it muffled by the other cock thrusting into me. Two large strong hands cupped the back of my thighs lifting me off the ground pulling my legs wide as two hairy thighs settling in-between. These hands slowly relaxed causing my own body weight to impale me fully on the cock invading my ass. The sudden shock of this cock impaling my ass caused me to try to kick free, only to have it imbed itself deeper up my ass.

The hands that had been holding my legs open now switched to my ass cheeks. Taking a firm hold of each cheek, they lifted my ass up and down on the well-lubricated cock buried into my ass. With my hands cuffed behind my back, I could do little to control my situation. Each time the hands on my ass pushed me up the cock in my rear the cock in my mouth buried itself into my throat. I now found myself alternatively stuffed at both ends by these cocks. Veronica would not be left out as she reached her crop underneath me to locate my sopping pussy and engorged clit. It took little stimulation of my hypersensitive clit to send me over the edge, once again, racking my body with yet another mind-blowing orgasm.

No sooner did that orgasm subside as the assaults on my receptive body began another building deep within me. My descent into depravity became complete as soon as I felt the first kiss of the flogger on my glistening back. Its long leather tongues caressed my back and arms with their stinging sensual bite before wrapping around to caress my dangling breasts and hardened nipples. I screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain around the cock sliding into my hungry mouth and eager throat. I no longer felt an urge to gag as I welcomed the sexual intensity of taking a cock deep into my throat, anticipating the release of its salty nectar. My screams soon turned back to moans of pleasure as the intensity of my treatment had my mind reeling in erotic ecstasy.

I now discovered the 'sub-space' of the truly submissive, relishing the endorphin high that overtook me. I worked my body, as best I could, back and forth between the cocks filling my two orifices, first sucking one deep into my mouth before rocking back to impale the other deep into my ass. The flogger caressed my body, sensually fueling my wanton lust bringing me to a completely different level of consciousness. I now lived in a sexual utopia, craving the erotically perverse pleasures of the flesh with the exception of all else, my mind driven by the pure lust captivating my entire being.

My frenzied lust soon had the two cocks invading me swelling and growing firmer as they drove into me with the urgency of impending release. This serves to send me over the edge to yet another body shaking orgasm as I suck one cock hard into my throat and clamp the other with my twitching sphincter. Simultaneously these two cocks explode sending hot jets of their salty nectar into my receptive body. I greedily gulp semen down my throat, not wanting to waste any of the milky goodness, as my ass muscles work to milk every last drop of cum from the cock planted firmly in my bowel. I soon feel the firmness of the cocks begin to subside as they slowly pull from within me, leaving me with a terrible empty feeling.

Time seems to skip a beat as I see, through fog-clouded eyes, two shadowy figures leaving my cell. I simply sat back on my heels in an attempt to recover from my highly erotic ordeal and catch my breath. My open mouth allows a slight trickle of cum to roll down the corner of my mouth, dripping onto my heaving breast, while creamy goo oozes out of my stretch asshole. My mind too befuddled to formulate any intelligent, non-sexual thoughts let alone words. Veronica moved to stand before me, lifting my head with her crop, her stern, dark eyes burning into my wantonly depraved soul. A devilish smile came to her face as she instructed me to stand and turn away from her. It was a struggle to stand with my wrists still securely locked behind me. My fatigued legs struggled to push my body upwards as I struggled to keep my balance on my devilishly high heels. I nearly toppled twice without as much as a hint of help from my sadistic Mistress before me.

Once I managed to steady myself on my feet Veronica ordered me to turn so she could release my wrists. She then directed my attention to a small table that held a pair of shoes, a bag of toiletries and two glasses. Lying on top sat a list of instructions and Veronica harshly ordered me to follow them exactly, punctuating her order with the sting of her crop. I had exactly one hour to accomplish my tasks. With that said she turned, left my cell with the sound of her crop slapping against her shimmering leather boot. The clang of barred door slamming behind her and the click of the lock reverberated off my cell's walls.

Knowing Veronica's lack of tolerance for tardiness, I fought through my fatigue quickly removing my leather wrist cuffs, collar and shoes placing the cuffs and collars on the table. Picking up the instructions, I gave them a quick scan, taking note of the first instruction. In front of me sat the two glasses filled with what appeared to be the same thick liquid that I drank earlier, only this time one was the same green but the other was a deep red colour. The instructions told me to drink the green one now and the red one once I was finished cleaning up.

The contents of the toiletry bag were for use in the shower. I was to properly cleanse myself both inside and out according to instruction. Looking closely at the items contained in this bag sent shivers up my spine. It wasn't so much the douches but Veronica expected me to endure two enemas, she also expected them to be self-administered. How much more humiliation could I expect to be subjected to?

I took the time to read all the instruction all the way through as I drank down the sweet, chalky, green liquid. The instructions were quite explicit and expected me to cleanse myself thoroughly. The large tube of depilatory cream ensured the effective removal of all body hair below my neck. After I was cleaned and buffed, I was to apply the make-up left out for me on the vanity in the previously instructed manner. After the make-up would come the shoes as well as the wrist cuffs and collar. The instructions also guaranteed a severe punishment for not passing Veronica's close inspection.

Not having the benefit of a clock, I realized I would have to work fast if I wanted to avoid Veronica's wrath. Stepping into the shower stall I started the water running and began the humiliating task of subjecting myself to two self-administered enemas. Multi-tasking took on a completely new meaning for me as I bent over and inserted the anal probe into my tender ass. Once I released the clip on the tube connecting the probe and bag liquid quickly flowed to fill my bowels from the bag hanging high from a hook. I remained bent over with my legs spread wide to ensure my bowels filled quickly and used the douches to clean out my pussy.

I realized I couldn't waste time leaving the shower and simply allowed my bowels to empty out into the shower, the brown foul smelling liquid disappearing down the drain. The second one was just as uncomfortable but at least the liquid expelled this time came out mostly clear with very little odour. Again, I remained bent over and took the time to shampoo my hair. After cleaning myself thoroughly, both inside and out and exhausted the tube of depilatory cream I stepped out of the shower toweling myself off. I reviewed the rest of the instructions as I drank down the red liquid. This liquid had a berry flavouring almost sickening sweet however, it instantly relieve my hunger while proving to be very refreshing.

Collecting up the shoes with their 'surprisingly short' 4-inch heels, I made my way to the vanity to apply my make-up. I took a few moments to look over the selection of cosmetics laid out for my use. They were all of professional theatrical quality designed for long wear under extreme conditions. The colouration and textures of the make-up made it obvious that I apply them in the sluttish manner that Veronica always seemed to favour. I went to work on my face and quickly had that look that I knew Veronica would be satisfied with or so I hoped.

The face staring back at me from the mirror had that Barbie doll perfection to it, though I'm not quite sure they ever marketed 'Slut Barbie'. My face took on a dark, sultry appearance that oozed sexuality and an unbridled passionate desire. My bright blue eyes well framed with a rich purple shadow which itself was outlined in black with long black lashes. My high cheekbones accented with rouge gently feathered into my cheeks. Bright red lips full and pouting outlined in crimson, their gloss begging for the opportunity to wrap around a stiffened cock.

After finishing applying my make-up, I leaned over and slipped my feet into the shoes provided. These had wide straps with soft lings that wrapped tightly, yet comfortably, around my feet just behind my toes, over the top of my feet and around the top of my ankle. As with all the other shoes, these cushioned the balls of my feet, heel and formed almost perfectly to my soles supporting my arches. They also had several d-rings strategically placed around the straps. I also noticed the accompanying small padlocks and applied them to the locking hasp of the buckles. Standing up and walking back to the table to fetch my cuffs and collar, I realized how walking in all these extreme heels has now become almost second nature to me.

Reaching the table, I picked up the first of the wide leather wrist cuffs and started to wrap it around my wrist before a shocking realization came to me. I was now doing all these, previously thought as, degrading things to myself without having my Mistress standing over me threatening me with her crop. There's no trickery, like that first evening, when I thought we were just going out to have some fun. Even then, I followed Veronica's every written instruction with very little questioning or protest and I didn't even have the threat of punishment hanging over me.

Staring back into the mirror, I could barely believe the transformation I have experienced in such a short time. On the other hand, was it a short time? Since that Friday night that I left work to meet Veronica, I have not had any real concept of time. Has it been a few days or a week or even longer? I don't even know if it is day or night. All I know is that I am now living in a completely new world, one that I have absolutely no control over. I am now living in a sexual nirvana controlled by lust and desire filled with paradoxes. I now feel total freedom while completely controlled by those who would use me for their own pleasures. Joy and fulfillment comes from pain while I feel the power of complete submission to those who would use me. I am gaining strength from my weakness while a heightened consciousness comes with my loss of awareness. I now gain my sense of self through losing myself.

The sound of the unlocking broke my revelry as I quickly stood to face the opening door to my cell. Veronica stepped through and strode silently over to the table sitting in the middle of the cell. Using her crop, she directed me to an invisible spot three feet in front of her. Fear, insured my quick compliance to Veronica's direction as the sound of my clicking heels bounced off the cell's walls. I stood straight, chest out, legs together and head bowed in submission.

Veronica pushed her crop between my legs silently indicating for me to spread my legs until they were shoulder width apart. She then walked around behind me pulling my hands behind me and pressing my palms together causing me to stand straighter with my breast pushed up and out and my back to arch. She then pushed down on my shoulders until I was on my knees with my back slightly arched and my ass sticking out provocatively behind me.

Veronica instructed me that this is how I was to present myself to my Masters and Mistresses or face punishment. This order reinforced by the use of her crop on my unprotected ass cheeks. I was always to look at their crotches and not in their eyes. After all, this is the area that I was ultimately required to provide the most satisfaction. She stood in front of me with her legs invitingly spread and I looked up into her eyes waiting for further instructions. This action resulted in me receiving two quick, yet effective strikes from her crop across my breasts. Veronica sternly reminded me where my focus was to be while punctuating her instructions with several more assaults on my tender breasts. I immediately obeyed as shrieks of pain left my lips and tears formed at the corners of my eyes.

Veronica moved around behind me and I felt the tip of her crop poke into my back between my shoulder blades. She continued the pressure until I bent over with my face resting against the cool stone floor, my breasts lighting resting on the stone. She told me it was time for my inspection. The question in my mind quickly answered as Veronica proceeded to probe my ass and pussy with her fingers checking to make sure I properly cleaned myself out. After foregoing this humiliating exercise, she lightly runs her hands over my legs and around my pussy to ensure that I had removed all hints of stubble. Once satisfied that I had followed all of her instructions correctly she ordered me to resume my "position of servitude".

Veronica allowed me to stand as she circled me slowly, as a vulture circling its prey, the whole time lightly caressing my sensitive body. Stopping behind me, I felt her lock my wrist cuffs together before pressing her body into mine. I felt her breasts press against me, her erect nipples poking into my back. Veronica leaned into me as her arms reached around to cup my heaving breasts into her palms. My eyes closed as I felt her fingers grasp at my firm, sensitive nipples squeezing and rolling them between her fingertips. An erotic charge flowed down my spine, sending a tingle through my moistening pussy as she brought her moist lips to tease my earlobe and neck.

I felt her hot breath on my neck and cheek as her seductively sexy voice purred into my ear. Veronica mentioned how pleased she was with my rapid realization of my true submissive nature. She whispered how pleased she was that I let my inhibitions go, embracing my submissive side allowing the long suppressed slut to come to the forefront. She was a little disappointed with my quick transition, as she had looked forward to enjoying a much longer training period to break down my false defenses. She now looked forward to being able to enjoy her new slut and sex slave for the remainder of my stay.

One of Veronica's hands left my breast before returning to attach a leash onto my collar. She whispered hauntingly into my ear how she will be enjoying playing with me, as well as serving me up to others for their own perverse pleasures. Clasping the leash in her hand, she moved to stand in front of me. Her seductively sinister eyes seemed to bore into my very being as she told me how I would soon be fulfilling not only my erotic fantasies but also those of many others. From this point on my body and soul belonged to Francesco, Bruno and herself to be used anyway they felt. I was not to worry about my safety; they would ensure that no permanent damage would come to their most valuable property.