Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
58. Sorcerer's Apprentice
DebiJean stood as the girl entered, a look of trepidation crossing the
slaves face. She had been enjoying the brief respite from the painful
attentions of her Mistress, but knew deep in the pit of her stomach
that that rest was over. Though it had been a brief time since she had
been sewn to her fellow slave, her mons was healing and it had been
pleasant the past few days, for it not to ache so. Taking the case
from the girls hand, DJ looked at last time at the recovering slave
and led her from the room. First things first...have to borrow that
vacuum, she thought to herself as she led the way downstairs. She
sent chia to wait in the bathroom as she looked for Tony and
LAGuardian. Hearing the muffled screams and sounds of movement in the
playroom...she was not surprised to find them in there. Her eyes took
in the tableau of The two men watching the newly ringed girl kneeling
in a puddle of piss. "Ahh here you are..." confidently she strode into
the room and over to the small group. "I see you are putting the slut
on a liquid diet...", she turned to look at LA, dismissing the
miserable slave crouched on the floor. "Guardian dear...That marvelous
vacuum of yours...may I borrow it or would you be so kind as to help
me? I want to give chia a treat, the girl has been so good taking care
of chuck...she has earned it." LA laughed..."She may not think it such
a treat but of course you can use it...I would be happy to help you."
He followed her from the room, carrying the vacuum, leaving NuBaby
and Tony alone.
Chia looked around the bathroom, a worried look in her eyes. The
stainless steel table gleamed wickedly under the florescent light...so
many metal tubes and strange obejects...even a form of metal
stocks....this did not look like a guest bathroom to her, but a
torture chamber. Timidly the girl looked into the cabinets and
mirrored closet. So many different bottles...catheter packs, enema
bulbs and nozzles, needles, even esophageal tubes...oh my!!!!! The
girl grew pale as she contemplated the toys of torment...knowing how
much her Mistress enjoyed them so. She jumped as DebiJean and
LaGuardian opened the door and entered behind her.
"Chia...pet... we are going to have such a WONDERFUL time....now
quick, quick like a bunny..hop up on the table." Swallowing her fear
the girl obeyed, sitting naked on the steel table and eyeing the
vacuums with some trepidation. She had not seen it in action, but had
a feeling that it was not going to be a picnic. Dj nearly gushed as
she looked through the cabinets and drawers, selecting her instruments
of torment from the wide selection. "This...and this....OH SHIT THEY
HAVE ONE!!!! Definately....and..hmmmmm" she eyed the vacuum and then
her slave selecting several bottles from the shelves. Chia looked at
the maniacal gleam in her Mistresses eye and the equipment she was
gathering up, oh...shit....um...break for it?...uh...she looked at the
door to find LA leaning against it....SHIT....i'm in for it
now....please...god.... "LA? Could you do me a favor and secure her,
face up please. " "My Pleasure sweets." He walked over and pushed the
girl down on the cold table, beginning to strap her down. Chia
struggled, but was like a kitten before a tornado...she could not even
slow him. All to soon she found herself secured, her legs tied to
stirrups and her ass hanging over the edge of the table. She hated
this position when she went to the Dr....here she knew it only
foretold
intense pain.
DebiJean laid out her toys....this was going to be special.
Now...let's see what first? AHHHH...she picked up the esophageal tube
and broke open the sterile pack, pulling chia's head back so that her
mouth fell open naturally despite her attempts to keep it closed, she
began to work the tube gently into the girls throat. "Shhhh...don't
fight me...relax...relax...that's my girl....shhhhhhhhh...you will
like this..." Making sure that it was well seated in the girls throat,
she taped the airway in place on her face.
Gently she began to close off the girls senses...taping her eyes shut,
pressing wax into her ears, then covering it with gauze and tape.
Chia's mind began to panic, when DJ plugged and filled her nostrils.
she's gonna suffocate me...please no...NO...MISTRESS
...NO!!!!! Panicked she drew a breath through the tube to
scream....and realized that she could breathe. Her breath rasped
through the tube as she tried to calm down and breath steadily. She
could no longer see or hear, did not know where or what her Mistress
or Guardian were doing, all she could feel was how vulnerable she
was...how open to whatever they planned. Debijean looked down at the
girl deprived of her senses....perfect. Opening her TENS case, she
pulled out the electrode pads and the special gel. A dab of the cold
gel soon decorated both outer labia, her mons, inner thighs and feet.
Chia jumped with each cold unfamiliar touch, and registered the
strange unfamiliar feel of the pads as they were pressed into play and
hooked up. Her small hands clenched and unclench in fear, straining
against the straps.
"Guardian I loved what I saw of your machine...but may I show you a
slightly different way to use it?" Guardians eyebrow went up?
"Certainly." DebiJean knelt and began to brew a witches concoction in
the clear water chamber. A little Dr. Bonners, for
flavoring...here...my favorite soap in shavings...Camay...now...just a
hint of clove oil, and a dash of rock salt...oh don't worry most of
that will dissolve...for now." Guardian watched silently as the water
turned milky. "Now to prep her...we want the maximum pain and pleasure
sooooo...." DJ held up a nipple brush for a babys bottle. Dipping it
first into water and then the Camay, she approached the bound slave.
Pulling up a low stool she settled between the girls legs...pulling
the labia clear..she stared at the small triangular opening to the
utethra....With a twirling motion she began to force the soapy brush
into the tiny opening. Chia didn't thinks she could do it...with her
throat blocked...she had thought it impossible but she did...her
screams echoed through the tiled room as the bottle brush burned and
scraped its way into her....
Satisfied that the short opening in the girls body was abraded and as
tender as she could make it, DJ pulled the brush from it, and replaced
it with q-tips dipped in pull Dr. Bonners Peppermint soap. Guardian
did not think that the girls screams could grow more frantic...he was
wrong. Trapped with only the sense of touch, chia's mind could think
of nothing but the pain centering in her cunt.
AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY...PLLLLLLLEAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSEEEEEEE
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEEE. Dj looked up and
smiled....she was ready. Snapping open a catheter pack and coating the
lumin with camay, she threaded the foley into the girl and inflated it
slowly. Now she was ready. She attached the hose from the vacuum to
the catheter and got ready for the next step. Guardian was a little
surprised that she did not turn it on right away....apparently she had
more planned. DJ did. One last thing....and then...an aria of pain
would begin.
Wrapped in the burning pain of her urethra, chia barely noticed the
bulb being forced into her ass...Slowly DebiJean inflated
it...until it was tight and then attaching the enema hose, clamped it
off, and set the temperature for the water...hot, but not scalding.
She nodded to Guardian at the switch to the vaccuum....ready...he
flicked it and the powerful little motor hummed as it pushed the soapy
water deep into the girls bladder....Chia fought the straps as the
soapy salted water filled her full bladder to bursting, and then
reversed, DJ listened for the change in pitch as the vacuum reversed
and released the clamp on the enema tube filling the girls ass with
hot water. As the waters followed in either direction she hit the
switch
on the TENS, sending an electrical pulse through the girls cunt and
bladder. Guardian smiled....as the operetta of pain began and the girl
sang in screams of pain........
Back at the farm...Grimli and wildrose woke to the sounds of movement
in the wee hours....oh god...it ain't even light out. Grimli tried to
snuggle back into the hay, only to hear his stall open and feel the
cut of a quirt across his ass. Angry, he lunged upwards to rip the
whip from whoever's hands held it...only to the cracked across the
cock driving him back to his knees. Drawing a deep breath he glared up
at GeneK..."Don't even try it...I've handled larger and feistier than
you boy." Grimli went for it anyway...he knew that if he could get the
whip away...they would be equal...the quirt snapped out again and
again as the slave struggled to reach it only to be snubbed up short
by the shackles. Wildrose peeked over the separating wall between them
and watched with horrified eyes....OH GOD ...Miss was going to be
FURIOUS!!!" Again and again Gene drove Grimli back to his knees...the
quirt lashing out in sharp cutting bites...Gene kept the slave off
balance and unable to attack as he moved around to reach the reins
securing Grimli's bitted mouth, he pulled up the slack on
them...forcing the young man to the stalls wall and secured them out
of reach. Though the slave had been calm and co-operative
yesterday...today he seemed more like an angry bull...this would take
some work before he became the tractable slave and pony that Eisanna
wanted. Forcefully he manacled the slaves wrists behind him and left
him standing there. Leaving him to contemplate his position and calm
down, Gene set about grooming and mucking out the stalls of his mare
lizette and wildrose....feeding and watering them as he cleaned.
Grimli watched...a gleam of rebellion in his eyes.
Leading the two mares outside Gene began to saddle them for the
day....it would be a day of training, with Wildrose learning to step
high in a trot, pacing lizette on the track. He led them over to the
track, and hitched them as he began to assemble the mechanical
training arm. It would move them around the track at a steady
pace...and allow him to turn his attentions to the rebellious slave
inside....setting the pacer at an easy 5 miles an hour he set the
mares to trotting around the ring...Wildrose trying to match the lift
and step of lizette as she was pulled along. Gene turned back to the
barn....
Merci woke as she heard the camp stiring...every bone and muscle in
her body ached, Skruffy and Shadowmaker had spent much of the night
drinking and using every opening she had. She could still taste the
cum, and it felt as if her asshole would never shut tight again...she
was not sure that she wanted it to. Lazily Skruffy rolled over and
gripped her tit tight..."Good morning slave....I think we have enough
time to get you cleaned up before..the tourist arrive." Merci tried to
reach for a fur throw to pull around her...but Skruffy stood up and
pulled at her leash before she could reach it. her hands clasped
around the leash as he pulled her from the tent naked. Pulling her to
her feet he led her down to the lake..."In wench!" Merci looked at the
obviously cold clear water and then back at her Master in
horror....she was naked as the day she was born and there were people
watching.... Skruffy wasted no time...he wanted breakfast and to get
set up for later...he picked her up and tossed her in. Merci came up
sputtering...water reeds tangled loosely in her hair. With a sigh of
resignation she began to bath, exiting the water to walk dripping
behind her Master, back to Shadowmakers tent.
Shadowmaker was up and already making breakfast when they approached,
his eyes dancing over the girls body. Skruffy stopped next to the man
and accepted a cup of coffee, Merci's eyes following every sip with
envy only to gasp as Shadowmaker gripped his strong fingers into her
ass and cunt and pulled her down by them for a kiss. Releasing her, he
laughed as Skruffy released her leash with order for her to get
dressed. Merci blushed and ran into the tent....she was happy to put
something on...even if it were nothing more than the chain mail top,
silk and g-string. Finally she exited the tent, to be met by a
wonderful cup of hot coffee. The men breakfasted, feeding small
tidbits of it to the girl as they relaxed. "Well sweets you get to
relax all day while we sell swords and deal with the tourist...I know
you will like that after last nights performance." Merci could hardly
believe her ears...reast...relax...god how she could use that....she
smiled softly as Skruffy secured her leash to a tent peg. She lay down
in the cool early morning light and watched as the men gathered up
gear and took it to the main festival area.
Merci woke with a start as Skruffy pulled gently on her
leash..."Come...I want you to relax closer to me and enjoy the Faire."
Scrambling to her feet she eagerly followed her Master back to the
main area. She could see Shadowmaker standing under an awning, his
wares glistening in the light. The tourist seemed heavy for this hour
of the morning, but she knew they liked to come early or late to avoid
the worst of the heat. Her eye was caught by a large wheel with
colorful stripes painted on it..standing to the side of Shadowmakers
area...casually she figured it was just a game for the tourist, and
continued to look about as she was led. She had expected to be led
behind the table and was puzzled when Skruffy led her instead to the
wheel. Shadowmaker walked up behind her as it began to dawn on her
that all was not innocent. The girl fought the mens strength as they
gripped her and lifted her onto the wheel strapping her wrists and
legs to the boards. It was an evil grin they shared as they laid
styrofoam pie plates and cans of shaving cream out on a table they
dragged before her. She had just a moment to read the sign they set up
on the table and groaned....rest he had said...yeah right.....
3 Pies for a Dollar....Nail the Spinning Barbarian Wench Win A
Prize...some how she just KNEW it was going to be a loooooooooooooong
day at the faire.
A muscular young man stepped up to the table with 4 friends and laid
his money down...He eyed the slave as Skruffy set the wheel to
spinning..by the way he hefted the pie...she knew he wouldn't miss...
