Chap 5:- Violence and Retribution, part II
I returned to the training room where July lay on the table where it had been
left. There was no sign it had tried to move. A combination of its exhaustion
and the fact it was still tightly bound. Approaching it I saw its head move a
little as it heard me approach. Grasping its hair I lifted its head and shook
it slowly. "Are you sorry yet bitch?" It moaned a little, something that might
have been intelligible without the gag still stuck deep down its throat.
"While your been resting I have been visiting your fellow sluts. Letting them
know that you wanted them to experience some pain." It froze then slowly shook
its head. "Don't you hear?" I asked. It stopped again, obviously listening
but could hear nothing. "Here, let me help."
I flicked a switch. The doors to the individual cells and also between the
slave block and the training room normally closed automatically but had been
wedged open. As the current hit their breasts the slaves screamed in unison and
the sound echoed through the corridors and into the room. It calmed after a
minute or so as they struggled for breath then resumed in less rhythmic form as
each sought to deal with the agony coursing through them.
July had jerked its head sharply at the sound then it dipped and shook as she
sought to deny what was happening. I allowed it a few moments of silent despair
then grasped its hair and pulled its head back as far as its bounds allowed.
"Are you feeling sorry now bitch?"
It moaned again, trying to say something and I shook its head again. "Now
bitch. If I ungag you and let you speak are you willing to start behaving?" I
gave a short pause and then continued. "You can thank me for discipline you but
no cheek or abuse, understand bitch!" I shook its head again, hard enough to
bring a strangled yelp from it and continued. "Now, are you ready to
apologise?"
I let its hair go and the head dropped. After a few seconds the head nodded
once, then more decisively. I nodded towards Janine and it untied the gag and
allowed the dildo to slip out of July's mouth, catching it as it fell. It
gasped for a few moments and its torso heaved as it gulped in breath, then
started to settle. I rested a hand on its shoulder pressing lightly against the
torso, exerting a little pressure against the breast beneath it but not a lot
and said, "Well?"
It shuddered briefly gulped a couple of times and there nervously croaked
"Master, I am sorry."
"For what bitch."
It hesitated and I pressed slightly more firmly on its shoulder. There was a
brief "Aaah" then it continued. "I'm sorry for biting you master.... Please,
forgive me."
"Why slave?"
This seemed to stump it for a few seconds. It paused then continued, "Please
master, I hurt so much."
I pressed down far more firmly, making it gasp in pain. "You stupid slut.
Haven't you realised yet how I feel about lying!" I released the pressure then
slapped the back of its head hard. It cried out, more in panic than pain I
suspect.
I gave it a brief pause and it started up "master. I'm sorry, what I have done
wrong?"
"That should be obvious slut!" I left it to feel confused for a moment then
continued. "As you will find out your in very little pain. At least compared
to what you're earned." I continued. "Also you have forgotten what you
promised already. You said you would behave."
It tried asking what was wrong and I pressed down on its shoulders again until
it whimpered and said. "No. No more talking. You're lost the privilege I was
generous enough to give you."
I suspect it was now both frightened and confused. Lifting the pressure I
asked. "You said you would behave didn't you?" It nervously nodded its head.
"That would involve being respectful and honest." After a pause "Wouldn't it!"
and it nodded again, realising that was a question.
"You're been very bad haven't you?" A short pause followed by a further nod.
"As such you should apologise and beg for punishment shouldn't you?" It paused
for several seconds this time and I was reaching forward towards its shoulder
again when it gave a small, reluctant nod. "What was that?" I said and it
nodded more vigorously.
"Did you apologise?" It was confused enough that a couple of seconds passed
before it nodded.
"Did you then beg for further punishment?" Having given it a question it could
give a favourable response to the following question made it cringe with fear.
"Well." This time I did press down again on its shoulder. It gasped then
quickly shook its head.
"If I let you speak again would you behave now?" It thought for a few seconds
then slowly nodded.
"Let's see if you can at least beg decently. You may speak now, but make a good
job of it or else!"
It inhaled deeply and after a brief pause spoke, the voice quivering. "Please
master... Your slave has been bad." It faltered then continued. "Please
master, please punish me."
"Don't worry bitch. I will be punishing you for a long while yet. You're had
about enough you can take today so there's not much more for the moment. Given
the nature of your crime there's no way you can be punished enough but I will be
making you pay for a while yet your be glad to know."
"Anyway, you're nearly finished for today and will soon be back in the comfort
of your cage to think over your behaviour and how you can be a better slave.
August may distract you for a while but it will stop screaming as its throat
gets tired or you're just get use to the noise." Metaphorically I turned the
screw by reminding it how the other slaves were in pain because of its
behaviour. As I rather expected it took the bait.
"Please master.... Please. I'll do anything but please don't hurt the others."
"You really want me to change their punishment?" I asked.
"Please master. I would be so grateful if"
I interrupted. "Right then. Carol, change the duration of the shock to 8
hours."
"What! No. Please I didn't me Aaah". It initial cry of surprise and desperate
appeal changed to a gasp of pain as I punched it hard in the back.
Before it could recover I grabbed its hair and pulled its head back as far as I
could, prompting a new squeal. "I've had it with your cheek bitch. I did warn
you."
It tried speaking "Please master, what have I done wr.." The plea being cut off
as I punched it again with my other hand, while still holding its hair tight.
"You're my property bitch. You exist only to serve me." I let go of its hair
before continuing. "You will do what I want, because its what I want. It's
none of your business what I do with your carcass except for knowing what you
need to do to obey. Therefore it's downright insolence to pretend that you have
any say in the matter, or have the nerve to offer me obedience if I do what YOU
want! You will learn to obey and forget any delusion of having any existence
except as property. You will NOT dare to bargain with your master. If you ever
try that again you will realise what it is to anger me. DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"
The last couple of sentences were not only spoken loud and clear but accompanies
by another couple of punches to its back and side. I couldn't get full weight
into the blows from the current position but they were hard enough to get the
point across.
I gave it a minute or so to recover then lifted its head by the hair and asked
"Do you understand now bitch?" It nodded, at first wearily, or perhaps in pain
then more eagerly and energetically to avoid further punishment.
"Will you try and manipulate me again bitch?" I asked harshly. It shook its
head rapidly. "Will you remember your place?" The shaking rapidly changed to
nodding. I slide my hand down, running briefly over its arshe then twitching
the end of its butt plug, jostling the rest of it inside her. This must have
hurt but I noticed it made no complaint, obviously totally terrified.
I moved the hand to stroke down her rump and upper legs, moving occasionally to
feel up its cunt and often catching the clamps attached to its lips. Again it
stayed quiet.
"On the other hand I am feeling in a generous mood. I am prepared to give you a
test and if you behave I will reduce the time the other bitches are shocked back
down to 6 hours. However, if you attempt and fail their time will be increased
to 10 hours."
"This will not of course make any difference to your own punishment. Apart from
the increases due to you're repeated appalling behaviour of course. Do you want
to play?"
It was silent for quite a while before nervously asking, "May your slave know
what the test is master?" I noticed it had not totally lost all judgement,
which while disappointing in a way meant that there was still plenty to break
down in it.
I gave it a few moments to stew then replied "Of course. Your test will come in
two parts, either side of the last of today's punishment. At least the last if
you behave." I reminded it of the cost of failure.
"Since your crime involved misusing your cocksucker the 1st part will be to show
you can use it properly. That you can deep throat adequately, or learn pretty
damn quickly. You understand!" It was a statement rather than a question but
the bitch quickly nodded its acceptance.
"I will leave the other part until after you're last punishment session. You
will find it easier that way. As you should realise your cocksucker is
multi-functional. Your task for the 2nd half is to show you're adequate as a
piss-pot as well."
"What! That's disgusting. What kind of "
"So you're happy with the 8 hours." I interrupted, reminding it of the price of
turning down my offer.
It was silent for nearly a minute, possibly listening to the echoing cries of
its fellow slaves before saying "I'm sorry master" then after a short pause,
"I'll do it."
"If you start you will have to finish else they will pay. And you mustn't spill
a drop. Clear?" It nodded its head reluctantly after a short pause.
"Right then, you're wasted enough of my time so lets get started." I said. It
lifted its head as far as the leash allowed and opened its mouth but I grabbed
its hair and pulled upwards as far as its head could come and directed Jane to
kneel and loosen the leash. Pulling carefully I waited until the bitch could
lift its head to a forward facing position then had the leash tied again.
I quickly unzipped and released my cock. In expectation of what was happening
it was already firming up and starting to show pre-cum. I took the opportunity
to remove the dressing, confirming the wounds had healed and replaced it with a
new, smaller, dressing. This would both confuse the bitch and also give some
protection if it was stupid enough to try such an attack again.
Having got myself ready I turned back to the bitch, grabbed its hair fairly
loosely positioned myself and entered its mouth fairly quickly. It did try
accommodating me and even using its tongue to caress my penis but after a couple
of moderate thrusts I changed position slightly and drove hard down its throat.
It gagged but I pushed deeper before pulling back, allowing it a brief gasp of
air before thrusting back in again. For most of the next few minutes it
struggled for those short gasps of breath as most of the time my cock was deep
down its throat. I could feel the smug fit of its breathing passage around me
and knowing how much difficulty I was causing it excited me further. Finally I
came, in a series of deep spurts, making breathing even more difficult for it as
it struggled to swallow. As I recovered my own breath I pulled back slightly,
my shrunken cock resting more easily it its mouth as forced air into its starved
lungs in great gasps, its shoulders heaving as it made up the deficit as quickly
as possible.
I gave it a minute or so then tapped the side of its head lightly to remind it -
"Clean bitch". It took another tap but then the slave started licking and
sucking. I gave it another minute then withdrew fully and use a couple of
strands of its hair to dry my organ. Reloading my trousers I zipped up and then
said "Now you can thank me for letting you serve your master."
The bitch had been resting quietly but inhaled sharply and was silent for a long
moment. It inhaled again and started to speak then stopped. I rested a hand on
its shoulder and it took the hint and stuttering a little said "Master, thank
you for letting me serve you." The words sounded like they were being drawn out
of it with great reluctance and gave good testimony to the degree of terror it
was no doubt feeling.
"That's better. Always remember your manners slave." I patted it gently on the
head in a patronising manner that I knew would wind it up further. "Now we can
move on to your punishment prior to your 2nd test. Thanks to your behaviour
we're running behind schedule so lets get moving."
I turned and spoke to Carol. "Loosen its lease and have it stand up." The
slave moved to obey but July was in no state to rise. It tried, encouraged to a
couple of firm slaps to its arse but eventually I had to help it up with a hand
in its hair. I didn't yank hard but a steady tug allowed it to rise to a
vertical position. When I let go it wavered for several seconds but gradually
steadied itself.
Under my directions Janine knelt to untie July's left ankle, then it and Jane
turned the bitch through 180, supporting it while doing so. The legs were
spread again and the left leg bound in place, this time leaving it with its back
to the table. This helped support it as possibly did its arms, although I was
also aware that the butt plug would be being forced deeper into it by slave's
weight. I took the opportunity to check it over. The bruises were developing
nicely, especially on its breasts while its pubes were stained red from the
blood that had flowed from its cunt. I played fairly lightly with the bitches
tits and also twricked the clamps on its cunt but not strongly so. Enough
however to get a couple of moans from the bitch, suggesting it was near the end
of its tether.
When it was positioned, under my directions Jane climbed onto the table behind
July, spreading its legs so it could draw close behind it. Arms moved around
July and folded in front of its chest, each hand reaching up to grasp a breast.
July groaned but relatively mutely and I could tell Jane was not gripping
tightly.
I closed and spoke again. "As I say we're short of time, so lets getting this
over quickly. You are being punished for your revolting behaviour in seeking to
bargain with your master rather than swerving him with decent humility and
obedience. Furthermore you have repeatedly pretended to be a person rather than
a piece of property and claimed rights. Several times you have promised to
behave but you keep talking without permission, objecting to your use or
claiming to be in serious pain. I'm getting pissed off with your disobedience
and lying. This despite all the time I have spent teaching you today.
Therefore you will be punished with 40 specials and 500 standard points." This
brought a groan from July. "Those will be issued during the normal training
periods but you will also undergo immediate punishment."
With that I pulled back my fist and swung it deep into the slave's abdomen. It
cried out and tried to bend forward under the blow but was held upright by Jane
tightening its arms. July gasped and said "No... Please. No mo.... Aaaah."
It's comment was cut short as I punched it again, moving the focus to its other
side. It cried out again and this time jerked strongly enough it nearly broke
Jane's grip. "Shut up slut. Unless you're asking for even more punishment."
I gave it a couple of minutes to recover its breath then hit it a 3rd time. Its
cry was clearly one of agony this time and it started to mutter again but cut it
short.
Over the next ten minutes I hit it about 6 more times. Most blows were to the
abdomen, but a couple dug deep into its solar plexus. I was not giving the
blows full weight. Without the serum there was too much danger of doing damage
it couldn't recover from. However I knew it was definitely feeling the blows
and by the end it was reliant on Jane to hold it up and sobbing.
I gave it five minutes to recover then reached down and twisted the clamp on its
clit, to attract its attention. I pulled it a little to check it was on tight,
as well as for the sheer pleasure of it. The bitch gave a couple of sharp moans
but said nothing else, whether through terror or exhaustion.
Letting go I lifted up to grasp its throat, reaching under the collar to grip
its neck directly. A couple of shakes and then I spoke again. "That punishment
was for your general behaviour during this session. However there is the far
more serious matter of your assault on your owner. That can NOT be tolerated.
I can't give you the degree of punishment you deserve. Possibly a millennium in
Hell with a pack of demons totally committed to giving you continued agony might
be fair but I lack the resources and I'm not going to give up on my investment
yet. Furthermore as you're a new slave there's a limit to what you take
currently. ARE YOU LISTENING SLUT!" The last sentence was shouted at it and I
shook its throat again then loosened my grip and allowed it to gasp for breath
for about 10 seconds. Its chest heaved pleasantly as it gulped in air then as
the tremors started to subside I gripped it again.
"However I will be punishing you over the next few months, until I've decided
you have learnt your lesson. You will find how shallow your lies about being in
great pain are when you really start to pay. I've got other things to do so
can't do much more at the moment but will give you one final lesson."
I slipped my hand from its throat and it gulped in air again. At my direction
Jane moved its hands off July's boobs and clasped them together around its
waist.
"Please master I can't Aaaah". Its latest moan was cut short as I dug my fist
into its abdomen again. This blow had been harder as I was seriously losing my
temper with it and for a few seconds it gasped and heaved as if it would throw
up.
I grabbed it firmly by the throat, this time probably had enough to bruise it
and warned it, "Don't you dare bitch!". Loosened my grip a bit so it could suck
in enough air and after a few seconds its breathing settled.
With my other hand I rapped its forehead with the knuckles, not hard but enough
to sting a little. "Well doesn't sound hollow so there's something in there".
Then addressing it directly. "Do you have shit for brains bitch or are you that
damn masochistic? I just warned you about misbehaving and you immediately start
mouthing off again." It breathed in more heavily and I clamped my hand tightly
around its windpipe. "Don't you dare say anything bitch. Next time you
mis-behave it will be two punches. The time after that three. DO YOU GET THAT
SHITHEAD?" It nodded its head weakly. "You're not going to say anything?" It
shook its head. I relaxed my grip, not removing my hand totally but enough that
it could breath in. For a couple of minutes it breathed heavily, feeding oxygen
back into its system and its body slowly calmed.
"Your so lazy and selfish bitch. Whereas your concern should be about serving
your master you do nothing but whinge and moan about how you're feeling and
pretending that the little pain your had was significant. As if the bulk of
that wasn't brought on you by your own appalling behaviour. You don't even care
about your fellow slave sluts." It raised its head at this and started to open
its mouth but remembered in time and paused. "You paid lip service to caring
about what's happening to the others but, having earned them 6 hours pain you
increased it 8. I generously gave you a chance to cut it back to 6 but you're
so eager to get more pain I doubt your chances of passing the test. While that
would earn you more punishment you don't seem to give a damn that would increase
their session to 10 hours."
"And you haven't shown any concern at all about Jane!" This brought a short
intake of breath from July. "Are you saying you're so stupid you can't remember
things from one day to another?" It shook its head in confusion. "I said that
the tutors, having responsibility for training, would pay whenever their charges
earned themselves punishment."
"Jane is a fully trained slave slut. It can take far more than you yet!" I
added the last word as a warning. "As such, for such a serious crime, it will
pay a heavy price. It will shortly be in far more agony shortly than your much
boasted discomfort." It gasped again at that. I paused and looked directly at
Jane. It had known this but probably had been doing its best to push the
thought to the back of its mind. I saw it pale, although it managed a weak
smile.
"Not to worry. As soon as you're up to it Jane will demonstrate what you put it
through, probably with a few additions. By then you will have a proper
understanding of how much pain you bitches can take. Also it will be more than
willing to warn you not to offend again." I gave Jane an evil smile and it
smiled more firmly. July gave a sudden yelp as Jane tightened its grip
noticeable, giving it a bear-hug to its bruised and battered abdomen. I let it
continue for about 20 seconds then motioned it to loosen its grip.
"I'm sorry Jan..." July spoke then realised what it was doing, cutting its
comment short. Its mouth opened again, probably to apologies but fearing that
would make things worse it
"Did a bitch speak without permission?" I asked menacingly. It shivered but
said nothing for the moment. "Is it now seeking to deny its disobedience." It
shook its head desperately and I decided to play with it a little. "So the
bitch admits it disobeyed?" After a couple of seconds it nodded nervously. "As
such it has earned another couple of punches?" There was a markedly longer
pause then a shallow and very reluctant nod. "I think a bitch is forgetting its
duty to be honest and obedient!" It shivered again. I repeated the question,
"Has it earned more punishment?" There was a brief pause then it nodded clearly
but its shoulders sagged further. It was certain now it would be hurt again,
could see no way of preventing it and was desperately searching for ways to
minimise what was coming.
"The bitch deserves such punishment for continued disobedience doesn't it?" The
shoulders sagged further then it nodded again. Resigned now to what was coming,
its whole body posture showed it just wanted to get things over with. However I
hadn't finished with it yet. I instructed Jane "Hands on breasts." It raised
its arms and grasped July's boobs digging in its fingers and prompting a sharp
yelp from the slut. I let it have about 10 seconds then told it to loosen the
grip and July gave a sigh of relief.
"An obedient bitch would desire to learn and pay for its crimes, wouldn't it."
It quivered again nervous but uncertain. I repeated the last two words,
virtually shouted into its ear. "WOULDN'T IT!" It jerked sharply, hesitated
then nodded nervously. "Therefore if a bitch was given permission to speak it
would be only too eager to beg for such punishment. You have such permission."
I was playing with its mind here. Not only was it frightened and expectant of
the coming blows, while I was milking the tension. Now I was going to
pressurise it to beg for the pain, with the implicit threat that continued
disobedience would give further agony. As such it knew that such begging would
minimise the punishment but would still be very difficult to it to do.
I gave it a few seconds and this nervous squeak came out "Please master. Punish
this bitch."
"What was that slut? Speak up."
It paused again then spoke with more volume. "Please master. Punish this
bitch."
"Why?"
Again it paused, before continuing "Because it has been disobedient master." I
noticed that, intentionally or otherwise it had referred to itself as it.
"That's better slave. Now shut up and take your punishment."
It stiffened slightly, trying to brace itself against the coming blow. I waited
a few seconds, allowing tension to build while I positioned myself. The 1st
blow dug deep into its flesh, only a couple of inches above and to its left of
its clit and pussy. There was a long low groan as the air rushed out of it.
Its upper torso jabbed forward in response, nearly breaking Jane's grip.
The 2nd blow followed fairly quickly, but I pulled it somewhat and hit higher,
barely below the ribs in a relatively unmarked area. July jerked again and
emitted a series of squawks and squeaks, fairly high pitched as it sought to
absorb the pain, its body jerking and shaking.
I gave it a couple of minutes to recover and regain some control. Could not
however resist sweeping my fingers over its abdomen. Despite the touches being
light and fleeting I think its jumps and jerks were as much from pain as shock.
"If I let you speak now what would a good slave say?"
It was silent for a few moments then stuttered out. "Master. Your slave thanks
you for punishing it."
"Finally a little manners. Now, are you ready for what should be your final
punishment of the day?"
It gulped deeply then nodded nervously. I motioned to Jane and it lowered its
hands to grip July's abdomen again.
"As I said earlier I can't give you more than a little punishment at the moment.
Think of it as an interest payment on your debts. However, what I am going to
do here will be repeated every day, at the end of each training session. Do you
understand?"
It gave a small nod and I swung my fist through into its left breast. The soft
flesh deformed under the blow and I think I could feel its ribs acting as a
anvil to my knuckles. I was more aware of the scream that tore from its throat,
drowning out the cries of its fellow slaves coming from the corridor. The sound
went on and on until finally lack of air cut it off and the bitches head, which
had jerked back as its cocksucker opened dropped forward. It was gasping and
emitting small whimpers. I lifted its head and confirmed it was still conscious
then said "One". Gave it a couple of seconds to realise that meant other blows
would be coming then hit the breast again. The resulting squeak was more muted,
it simply didn't have the energy to make as much noise again. As it stopped and
struggled to fed air back into its chest it might have been mumbling in its
agony but I decided to be generous and ignore it, other than to say "two", which
it was probably too far gone to hear.
After a couple of minutes I judged it recovered enough and struck the third
blow. Changing position slightly to hit the breast from a different direction.
Again it cried out and its body shook but the reaction was declining. I noticed
the breast was already starting to mark up and realised in a short period it
would have a good set of bruises.
Given that, although tender, the breasts contained nothing vital to the bitches
existence I had been less restrained in those blows, putting my full force into
them. The final two blows were lighter, although I doubt if it would have
realised and by the time I said "five" its head hung limply.
I gave it about 5 minutes to recover, playing with Janine's breasts for a while,
then moved forward to inspect July. My left hand raised its head while the
right explored the battered orb, squashing and probing lightly but enough to
make it jerk repeatedly. I moved briefly down to its cunt, tweaking the clamps
and giving its lip a quick nip with my fingers. Was not too surprised to find a
little moisture oozing from inside it. In its battered state its body was
probably seeking any way to divert the pain and find some relief.
By this time it was breathing almost normally again apart from continued short
gasps and shudders. I leant over until my mouth was near its ear and said
quietly "Ready for the other boob bitch?". Its head jerked that slightly back
the other way as its hair complained about the stretching that resulted. There
was a cry that might have been a screamed no but I decided to ignore it as after
that, although shaking its head the bitch stayed silent.
I took a couple of minutes getting into position, not only making sure that the
angle was right but also aware that the nervous tension it was feeling would be
increasing its discomfort. The 1st blow was again a full strength one, coming
from the side rather than face on and the nipple escaped the full impact. It
jerked again in Jane's grip but the cries were now weak with exhaustion. I
spoke the count, manoeuvred a little then hit full on with the 2nd blow crushing
the nipple deep into its malleable flesh. It cried out again, but feebly now.
I gave a couple of minutes then struck again. After that I think the bitch was
unconscious but rather than wait for it to be revived I simply speeded up the
last two blows, knowing it would feel the effects when it awoke and for long
hours ahead.
This time I played with Carol for about 10 minutes. July started to revive and
moan about 2/3 of the way through this but I allowed it the extra time to
recover and be more aware of its status and agony. Glancing occasionally over I
saw it raise its head, then shudder, I think as the move jarred its sore breasts
and after that it moved very slowly and carefully, even within the tight limits
it was already confined to.
Approaching without speaking I examined my work, gently caressing its breasts,
running hands over them with virtually no contact. In other circumstances the
bitch would have found it arousing but they were now so tender I could hear it
wince and gasp at every contact. Finally I said "Clamps" evoking a clear cry of
despair from it.
Jane passed me a couple of large spring clamps, just like the three attached to
its groin and I slowly placed one on each breast, ensuring I included the nipple
in the affected area. A long tone of agony emerged from its throat until I told
it to be quiet, which it managed after a few seconds.
"That's better bitch. Now if you behave I willn't need to punish you again
until tomorrow." Its cocksucker opened briefly, whether to thank me, beg or
curse but it remembered in time and stayed silent.
"All we've got now is the 2nd part of your test and then you can go back to your
cage for a rest. Are you ready to perform or do you prefer the other bitches to
have the extra 2 hours?"
It was silent for a long minute or two them spoke very quietly, the pain clear
in its voice. "Please master, I am ready to perform."
"Ask nicely now slave."
There was a short pause then it bit the bullet of the further humiliation and
said. "Please master. Your slave begs you to use its mouth as a toilet."
"That's better, although the correct phase is cocksucker. Get it into position.
" This last as directed to the three tutors.
Carol and Janine knelt to untie its ankles then support its weight as Jane
slowly loosening its grip and the bitch slipped to the floor. They restored its
ankle shackles and positioned it kneeling, thighs wide apart. It was able to
lean back a bit against the table leg, although probably irritating the earlier
welts across its shoulder.
I knelt down, resting my shins on its thighs and unzipped my cock. Having
decided I would make an example of it after its earlier disobedience I had drank
a couple of pints of water while returning from chaining the other two bitches.
In fact, although I had anticipated some further disobedience and the extra
punishment I had underestimated how much so was feeling distinctly uncomfortable
at the contents of my bladder. Although not as much, I though with some
satisfaction, as it would soon cause July.
I positioned myself and spoke again before closing the distance between my penis
and its cocksucker. "This is simpler than deep throating and even easier for
you bitch. All you need to do is swallow. You may use your lips to grip and
pause for breath occasionally but that's all, understand!" It nodded and I
leaned forward, inserting the 1st couple of inches past its lips.
"Now use your lips to make a seal. You don't want to let a drop escape. Not
only would that be wasteful but it would mean you would fail. Also its easier
taking it direct than cleaning the floor afterwards." It moaned and I felt its
lips close on my cock. With a sign of pleasure I relaxed my grip and let the
piss flow.
I knew this was a potential danger point. There was the chance that the bitch
would be angry or desperate enough to attack me again. Probably most likely
when the first gush of urine hits its cocksucker and reminds it what it was
drinking. Alternatively, it might jerk back in repulsion. However I was fairly
confident from my experience that I had it completely cowered, at least for the
moment and given the agony burning across its body it was desperate to do
anything to avoid further pain. While repulsive to its social training and
unpleasant to the taste drinking my piss would not be physically painful.
I was correct in my analysis. After an initial short jerk backwards, limited
anyway by the table behind it July stayed still, drinking steadily. I could not
see much from my current position but was vaguely aware of its body moving
beneath me as it absorbed the fluid. I was also pleasantly surprised at how
much I managed to pump out into it. A couple of times its lips gripped me more
tightly, stemming the flow and I heard it gasp for breath through its nose.
Finally I was empty and said the single word "clean". Without objection it
started licking my cock, but given have piss-coated its tongue would be after
only about 5 seconds I withdrew and used a couple of strands of its hair to dry
myself down. I could hear its laboured breathing gradually settle and grabbing
the table I lifted myself up.
Looking down at it I said "You may now thank your master, slave." It gave a
brief, gagging sounds at what it considered this final outrage and its head
turned in the direction of my voice, probably giving a glare under the mask that
blinded it.
After a couple of seconds it spoke. "Master... Thank you for using my mo...
cocksucker as a pisspot."
"See, you can learn to be polite slave." Turning to the other 3 slaves I
continued. "Right, who's trying the pisspot next!"
"What!" The word came out virtually as a single note, so quickly and with the
outrage clear in the voice. It splutter a second or two and was opening its
mouth to speak again when my hand slapped its head hard. Its head swung
sidewards under the blow and for a couple of seconds nearly tippled right over.
"You can not keep your cocksucker under control can you bitch! What is wrong
with you. You're just earned the other sluts another two hours." My voice
clearly displayed my anger and frustration with its indisipline.
It opened its mouth again but said nothing. Obviously confused and angry,
desperate to plea for mercy but frightened to say more. I crouched down, this
time kneeling with my knees digging into its thighs, forcing it to squirm a bit
more. "For your information slut. If you hadn't been to lazy to pay
attention." My voice dripped scorn as I continued. "I said you would be used
as a pisspot. I DIDN'T say that would only be by me!" I paused to let that
sink in and it groaned as it realised its mistake. "I'd be generous and not
treat that outburst as a failure in your test. So you can still cut the time
they fry, if only to 8 hours now. You must really hate your fellow sluts."
It groaned at this and shook its head briefly but said nothing. I gasped its
left breast, relatively lightly, but enough in it's bruised state to have it
struggle to surpress a cry and arc its back at the pain. "However, if any more
misbehaviour AT ALL, I will forget it, settle for the 12 hours for them and book
you for further punishment". I tightened the grip on its breast further. "Is
that clear?"
It nodded its head desperately and after a few seconds I let go and then lifted
myself up. Turning I said "Jane, you're more cause to want to play this thing
back than anything else, do you want to go first?"
It nodded eagerly and approached, lowering to dig its knees into July's thighs
and grabbed its head with a right hand, grasping a handful of hair and starting
to pull it forward. I motioned it to stop a moment and gave July one last
warning. "Don't you dare split a drop, understand!" It nodded weakly, despite
Jane's tight grip on its hair and I motioned Jane to continue. I knelt to one
side to watch while Janine picked up one of the mobile cameras to record things
from the other side.
With no cock to grip July had less control over the flow and could only thrust
its upper lips against Jane's lower ones and seek to drink as rapidly as
possible. I could see its throat working frantically to swallow, its tits
wobbling with the exertion, no doubt adding to its discomfort. After about a
minute it started to splutter, obviously desperate for air but still having to
drink. I gave it another 10 seconds then told Jane to halt. Allowed it to stay
where it was with cunt pressed firmly against July's cocksucker but it was able
to breath through its nose for about 30 seconds then I said resume. Jane lasted
nearly another minute then I noticed July start to relax and realised it had
emptied its bladder. "Clean" I said and July licked Jane's cunt for another 30
seconds before I stopped it. I looked at Jane's face, noticing the flush
starting to spread.
I smiled at it and said "Well, its earned you enough pain, so might as well let
it give you a bit of pleasure." Turning back to July I resumed "Bitch, like
your tutor out."
I don't know whether it had any lesbian experience or was simply eager to avoid
further problems but July set to with a vigour. Jane steadily grew more flushed
and its breathing deepened. I rarely let my slaves cum as their purpose is to
serve me and they know not to let anything distract from that. As such it knew
it was being given a rare pleasure. Probably also that the forthcoming
punishment was going to be very nasty.
When Jane finally came it slumped so dramatically I had to lift it a bit to
allow July to breath. Both took a couple of minutes to recover then I ordered
Jane to turn and July to lick out its arse. This had not been part of my
initial play but I was angry with it for its repeated indisclipine and decided
it would be a good lesson. Also to test out of curiosity. Both because I have
heard some suggestions July was into scatology but more to see if it would
complain again. However, although initially reluctant and only cautiously
probing Jane's arsehole it had finally learnt enough not to say a word. After a
couple of minutes I urged it to probe deeper, which it did and kept it up for 5
more minutes before I called a halt. July knelt there gasping, its discoloured
tongue hanging out like an overheated dogs. I gave it a couple of minutes rest
then resumed the test.
"Which slut wants try it next?" I asked. Both Carol and Janine looked at each
other then started forward. Apart from having reasons to teach the new slaves
discipline, for the sack of their own hides, they knew I wanted it given a good
workout and not to anger me. I mentally tossed a coin and motioned to Janine go
first and over the next 10 minutes it also emptied its bladder and had its arse
cleaned. Carol then followed.
I gave July a few more minutes rest, but enjoyed the view as the bitch now
looked excellent. Its torso was well coated with bruises, especially the
breasts and abdomen. Its whole body radiated agony and exhaustion and its
stained tongue continued to lag out of its cocksucker. The tit clamps quivered
occasionally with its breathing Its lower abdomen bulged with the piss it had
drunk and I knew its own bladder must be giving it considerable discomfort.
Coupled with the plug deep up its arse and the battering of its cunt earlier I
doubt if a new bitch have ever been feeling so rough after its first training
session. I knew it would be feeling much worse over the course of its training
as would all of the new sluts but it was such an erotic sight in its agony and
despair, clear even with its face masked.
After about ten minutes I decided it was rested enough and moved over towards
it. "Bitch. Well you passed that test, eventually. Your fellow slaves can be
happy you are only giving then eight hours electricity, although its willn't do
my power bills much good." My jocular tone didn't disguise the barb I was
throwing about the pain the other slaves were undergoing. You can now go back
to your cage to rest."
I paused then continued in a more menacing tone. "However. Given your
appalling record of behaviour I'm reminding you of some house rules. No matter
what August says or does you will remember and obey the rule about no talking,
willn't you!" I waited and it nodded slowly. Then I reached down, brushing its
pubic region and the clamps there and the twitching the one attached to its
right breast. "While in your cage your hands will not be bound. However you
are not, I repeat NOT, to touch you're additional clothing until given
permission to do so. Is that clear?" Again it nodded reluctantly. I knew the
long wait with those five clamps biting deep into its battered and tender flesh
would be extra painful if it had the option to remove them but dare not without
earning more punishment.
"After your drinking session I bet you want to piss yourself don't you." This
time the nod was eager and definite. I glanced at the clock and swore under my
breath at the time that had passed. "In less than 6 hours the bitches will have
served their time on the circuit. When that occurs their tutors will return
them to their cages." I turned to point at Carol, kneeling alongside Jane and
Janine. I think Jane will be in no position to process August by then so after
you have done your sluts you will look after it. Once you're done that you will
check on July. It if has moved or loosened it's clothing". I pulled slightly
on the clamp to make my point reattached them and continued. If it has done
that, then reattach them and, before you leave it bind it in position 85." That
position with wrists bound to the side of each cage would meant that whenever
its torso dropped to the floor its battered breasts would bear the weight of its
torso, also pressing the clamps into them. If it disobeyed on that point I very
much doubt it would get any sleep tonight.
"If it has behaved you may remove them. Then check it hasn't messed its cage.
If it has make sure it licks the mess up. If it has behaved then let it use the
cell's toilet. Make clear both it and August know what a privilege it is
getting." Although July might not realise this at the moment this was something
that might make its existence even more miserable. The other bitches had
already been told they were suffering because of its actions, while not aware of
what it was going through. August, denied use of a toilet itself heard July
being permitted to use one and unaware of its much greater need, was probably
going to be very bitter, which would give good scope to dividing the sluts and
having them squabble amongst themselves.
I then decided to give it one last option, partly because I doubted it could
last that long and if forced into more punishment might fail seriously. Also
too much time had been lost. Therefore I said. "Bitch, I will give you one
last option." It turned its head automatically towards my voice and waited
apprehensively. "If you choose to accept 40 specials to your total - an extra
10 days - I will cut the duration of the punishment by two hours. I will give
you 10 seconds to decide. If you accept this option nod once." As well as
saving the other slaves two hours of discomfort it would cut the time its own
bursting bladder had to hold by the same time. This may have made the bitches
mind up as after about 7 seconds its head dipped.
July was so exhausted that it could not stand so it left the room crawling on
hands and knees, being encouraged along by Carol and Janine with occasional
touches of a crop. As they left I ordered. "Keep the cell doors open but shut
that one. That damned screaming is beginning to give me a headache." They did
that and the room fell silent. I turned to Jane, still kneeling quietly to one
side. It shivered as it looked up at me and I said "Now your turn bitch."
