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Chap 10:- Morning Assembly
I strolled into the room and couldn't resist a hearty smile at the sight that greeted me. A dozen bitches, naked except for their collars and hoods, along with the shackles hidden by their position. They knelt on the cold stone floor, legs spread wide and arms bound behind them, in two rows of 6, staggered so they could all be viewed. Most heads rose slightly as they heard my approach then drooped again in despair or exhaustion. Several already has much of their hair hanging loose and lank from the tops of the hoods, increasing their dishevelled look. February, July and November also showed extensive bruising, their breasts especially blotched with black and yellow marks. I knew from viewing the room that a couple had turned their head in February's direction. January probably realised by now that the smell of piss had not come solely from the bucket as February's hood and hair had become soaked when it had cleaned up its mess the previous day.
I knew they would be very hungry, cold and also stiff having had a wait of over 30 minutes. Even the tutors, able to move freely and adequately fed had felt the chill through their harden soles. They had been able to fidget a bit however and also had the task of keeping their charges in place, a touch of the strap being applied when legs started to close, backs dip or cocksuckers open. The tutors themselves looked luscious, their tanned bodies naked except for their collars and the belts they worn to hold straps and painwands.
The new slaves had already had their 1st lesson for the day. Woken over an hour before when their tutors had entered their cells they had been processed one at a time. Their cages opened they had been allowed to exit then had their wrists cuffed behind them. Encouraged to assume the standard waiting position with a touch of the strap they had knelt while their fellow cell slut had been similarly released. Then the 1st had been asked if it wished to use the bucket, with a warning it would not be allowed to piss again until the evening or shit until the following day. Most had been only too eager to do so, six of them with the added bonus that they would be without the painful butt plug, at least for a while.
They quickly realised it was not so easy however. To have the plug removed they had to lean forward, thrusting their arse up. With arms bound behind them this left them carrying their upper torso's weight on their heads and breasts, not comfortable at the best of times. The battered state of their boobs increased the discomfort. Furthermore it left them in no position to resist when it was made clear that they would have to hold the plug until it was reinserted. Since this was done by jabbing the plug down their cocksucker, they were given no doubt about how they were to hold it. A couple tried to spit it out, or complain about the taste but vigorous application of the strap and in September's case a touch of the painwand quickly taught them better manners. Viewing the process I noticed that October learn from its cell sluts' example and made no such objection. Once their toiletry had been completed the plugs were replaced. In the case of July the extra 2" of length had made reinserting it more difficulty but Jane had been willing to apply the extra force required.
After this, several still scowling, behind their masks no doubt, at the taste, they had been leashed then guided to the large room beyond the training room and ordered to kneel and wait.
I had deliberately taken my time, checking over the notes from the survey of overnight activity and then waited another ten minutes. Now I was ready and walked calmly into the room. The 6 tutors smiled, their delight at seeing their master clear on their faces, programmed as they were for unquestioning and total submission.
I walked to the desk and perched on its front for a couple of minutes admiring the view and knowing the bitches would be waiting nervously. Then I shifted slightly and spoke. "Bitches. You will be watered shortly, then allowed to start your second day's training. At the end of it, baring any problems," I inserted a touch of warning in my voice here, " you will be allowed to eat." I paused and could hear several bitches' sign in relief and a couple started to speak, quickly silenced by their tutor's straps.
"However, before that, I will be checking on performance. I will ask each slut pair in turn whether it has anything to report. If any of you have nod and you will be given permission to speak. Once the checks are done you can be watered and allowed back to your cages." This brought a couple of groans at the thought of being confined again, rapidly followed by yelps as the guilty bitches felt their tutor's straps again.
I went quickly through the bitches, knowing it was going to be another long day. February paused briefly before shaking its head but the only one to nod was July. It seemed surprised when I left it and moved onto September and October. However I wanted to give them all a chance before having any named and speaking.
"Slut July, stand and report."
It jerked, having been taken by surprise then started struggling to its feet. Exhausted, stiff and restrained this was not a simple task and it swayed precariously a couple of times before standing, nervously, feet separated as much for balance as to meet the requirements of its position.
"Hurry up slave. I don't have all day!" I barked at it, making it more nervous and it shuddered, opened its cocksucker, then paused while it thought what to say. I nodded to Jane and it clipped July's arse with the crop to encourage it. It yelped and jumped a little, prompting a couple of giggles from other sluts.
"Master... I... Last night.."
I slapped its left breast, more sound than force, generating a large clap that made several other slaves jump in surprise. Even so, especially given the state of its boobs July gasped in pain, took half a step backwards and simply gasped for a couple of breaths.
"Get on with it." I said wearily, but with a touch of warning in my voice. I knew pretty much what was coming but wanted it to make the statement that should deepen the division between the bitches and also mark a step away from their previous life for all of them.
It took a deep breath then said "Last night master,.. August and I spoke,"
"Bitch!" I heard hissed from beside it followed by a cry as Jane brought the crop down hard on August's shoulders.
"Four specials and 50 normal, for speaking without permission." I said casually, giving both August and all the others something to think about, then "Continue."
It hesitated then nervously asked "Master, what else do you want to know?"
"Well, a decent amount of details for a start. Who started it, what was said, roughly how long it lasted. Shushing another bitch is still a crime but of lesser weight than indulging in conversation with it." This caused a gasp for a couple of other sluts, followed by the slap of a strap. I paused, then continued. "An apology for the disobedience and pleas for punishment would of course be appropriate."
It paused, then resumed. "We talked for about 5 minutes Master. I... I gave details on some of what had happened to me. " There was another pause then it continued "Pleasse master, I apologise for disobeying and ask to be punished." Its voice broke a couple of times and at the end its head dropped.
"Which bitch spoke 1st?" My voice was quiet but menacing as I closed in on the point it had not answered.
The head dipped further then, after a brief shake "I did master."
This statement surprised me, as I knew it was lying. August had been criticising it for the pain August and the other bitches has suffered during their electro-therapy and which July had been blamed for. July had stayed silent while it had gone on for quite a while until it had complained about the privileges July had received, even an extra toilet break before the rest in the early evening. I thought back over how the conversation went.
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"You stupid fucking cunt!" July's sudden outburst had shocked and briefly silenced August. Before it could complain again the angry slut had continued. "Do you know why I got that toilet break? Do you?"
"I wouldn't like to guess what service you supplied to earn that." August's reply was smug and superior.
"Bastard!" July's outrage was so great it couldn't reply for nearly a minute. When it found its voice again it continued.
"I'll fucking tell you bitch. When he started electrocuting you he said for 6 hours. Then when I gave the wrong reply to a question he increased it to 8. Know what he did then? Do you?"
It waited and August's nerve or curiosity cracked 1st. "Tell me then."
"He offered me a deal. If I provided a couple of services he would cut it back to 6 hours. I said yes, which may have been a mistake."
"What services?"
"The 1st was a blow job." July paused at that point.
"That all?"
"I've not done it very often. Never like that. He raped my face. I could hardly breath and he made sure he hammered me. Given what he had already done I was feeling so rough that was bad enough I was regretting the deal. Except he made clear it would cost you all another 2 hours if I didn't compile."
"I would have bitten his fucking cock off if he"
"You stupid cunt!" July's combination of fear and rage was astonishing, even when you knew what motivated it. Even August was shocked into silence for a moment. "Don't EVER try that. Understand!."
"Why? Think your boyfriend would be upset?" August's words were mocking but the tone was more nervous.
"Why the fuck do you think he was so pissed off. Just be thankful you got off lightly!"
"Lightly!" It was now August's turn to splutter with rage. You think being tied up for 6 hours while your boob's been burnt off with electricity is bloody getting off lightly!"
July's reply caused another deeper pause. "NO. I KNOW it was getting off fucking lightly." A short pause then "I'm not going to say what happened. I'm doing my best to forget it all. Just take my word for it, you don't want to hurt or anger him."
August was silent for a couple of minutes, thinking over what had been said and probably feeling very worried. However it was too stupid to keep quiet.
"I still don't see what that had to do with your extra toilet break. A bit of sperm willn't make that much difference."
"I said there were two stages to the deal he offered." July's head had hung even lower in its cage at that point and its voice had dropped so low that even the microphones had barely picked it up.
"So?"
"So have you ever held the contents of four fucking bladders?"
"What." A short pause. "I don't believe you. He wouldn't do "
"Yes he fucking would. He said I was, what was the phrase... That's it, be a piss pot. Then he stuck his cock down my mouth and started to...."
After a short pause and a couple of deep breaths August had been unable to resist continuing to dig. "How do you get four?"
"After he finished." It paused again, its voice breaking as it was unable to continue for a few seconds. "I'll give him that. He did say a piss pot and not his piss pot. I just took that for granted."
"What?"
"After he finished he called over Jane, the tutor. Then after her there were a couple he had called in for this second session. By that time the pain was worse than the taste. And he made clear that if I spilt any I would lick it up.
`"Ugh! That's revolting."
It was silent for a minute or so then asked. "What did he do to you?"
"Gods! You don't want to know. I think I'll get into enough trouble for this. And I don't want to think about it."
"Trouble. How?"
"Are you stupid? He said not to speak! Don't you remember. He's already had one go at us for that. Why do you think I fucking ignored you so fucking long you cretin!"
"He'll never know."
July snorted in disgust and said no more.
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I moved over slightly to face August and said "Stand bitch!" Jane nudged it with the strap and it awkwardly staggered to its feet.
"Do you have anything to say bitch?"
"You stupid idiot. Why did you have to tell him all Aaaah!" It had turned its head toward July but the outburst was cut short by my right fist burying its deep into the bitch's left boob. The breast was large, but gave little in the way of padding against the blow. The bitch gasped deeply then screamed. After its lungs emptied it started moaning, "Gods, my breasts. Oh God! That hurts so damned much." Jane had stepped up behind it to hold its shoulders and stop it retreating but it was hurting too much to put up any resistance.
"Good point. You do have two." I gave it a couple of seconds for this to sink in and it started to shake its head in denial then my fist hit its other boob. It gagged in pain and slumped, moaning feebly.
After a few more seconds I grabbed its throat in my left hand and shook its head. "Now bitch. Do you have anything to say which is relevant to the matter?" It gibbered and I loosened my hold allowing it to gasp in air.
After a minute or so my hands moved to its breasts, fingers twisting its nipples and twisting them a little. "I'm waiting bitch."
"Please master. Ohh!" as I twisted the nipples harder. I pulled them out about an inch, stretching the heavy breasts, which hung down from them, then let go and it gave a gasp of relief.
"Now bitch. Is July telling the truth?"
It moaned then nodded its head furiously.
"The two of you spoke about what July did?" I didn't give any more details than that and it nodded eagerly, just relieved the pain had stopped, or at least was not being increased.
"And July started the conversation?" It paused for several seconds then nodded again. Nervously at first, then more determinedly.
"Was anything hostile said about your owner?" I deliberately used that phase to increase the pressure. The pause was longer this time and I was starting to get impatient when it slowly started shaking its head.
"Anything else to say bitch?" It paused then, after a few seconds cautiously shook its head again.
"Sure bitch!" My tone was sharper. It quivered and was silent for a few seconds but finally shook its head again.
"Right bitches, kneel!" As they sank to their knees, relieved to escape my attention I walked back to the table, turned and leaned against it before continuing.
"For indulging in forbidden conversation July is awarded 4 specials and 50 normal punishment points. The length and subject increase that by another 8 and 150 respectively. However, because it admitted the offence and asked for punishment this will be halved to 6 and 100 respectively."
I heard July give a breath of relief, which I quickly turned into a gasp. "However for attempting to deliberately deceive its owner it is punished another 12 specials and 200 normal blows. As this occurred after its confession and contravenes the spirit of it this will not be halved. Mark it up." The latter was directed to Jane who picked up a felt pen and leant over to adjust the score on July's left breast.
"It should be noted that such mercy will only be given for a limited period. As you sluts should lean to behave properly it would be irresponsible to maintain such a policy, as it encourages disobedience."
"August. You not only started the conversation, but tried to hide July's lie and showed no contrition. Also your behaviour during it was disrespectful." I looked at it and noticed a definite shiver as it remembered some of the things it had said. " As such you get a total of 30 specials and 500 normals." It shivered again at this and mouthed am almost silent 'No', shaking its head feebly.
"We're short of time. Since none of the rest of the guilty bitches were honest I will just run through things quickly. February". I turned my attention to that bitch. "You spoke twice. Only to try and shush your fellow cell slut so a minimum of 4 specials and 50 normals. This will be doubled however because you failed to admit this and again for lack of contrition." I nodded to Janine and it moved forward to mark up the bitch, which moaned until a slap from its tutor shut it up.
I moved quickly on to January. "January, you tried repeatedly to initiate conversation. You failed to admit this when given the chance and also showed no remorse for your crimes."
"Who the hell are Ahhh ". January's complaint was cut short by a sharp slash of the strap from Janine across its chest. It bent forward a little and moaned while struggling to master the pain.
I followed up by stepping forwards and swinging my right foot, connecting with its right thigh a couple of inches below its cunt. I was wearing my bitch training boots and, as it realised, it's flesh performed poorly in impact comparison with the steel toe caps. It squealed again, throwing its head back in a deep howl of agony and it bent forward and grabbed its hair.
"You were saying slave?"
"Please, no more." it cried but I pulled its hair firmly and said "You want to say something slut?" My other hand reached lower and I gripped a nipple and surrounding flesh and squeezed and twisted. It screamed again and another time as I twisted the other way.
"Please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"Don't you think you deserve punishment?"
It hesitated but another couple of twists broke its resistance and it started shouting "Yes, yes."
I loosened my grip, just rubbing the nipple between finger and thumb and said "Say what you mean."
It sobbed and breathed deeply a couple of times. My fingers started to tightened a little and it cried "No! Please.. Please punish me for my , for my disobedience."
"Of course bitch. All you needed to do is ask." I let go of both hair and breast and straightened up. Looking at Janine I said, "Under the circumstances I think we will settle for 60 specials and 500 normal points. It will thank me for that generosity willn't it?" I nudged January lightly with my foot.
Its head was still bent and it had been sobbing quietly but at my word and touch it stopped. One more, loud sob, then it spoke, its voice almost breaking. "Yes master. That is kind master."
After this interruption none of the other slaves risked offending me. Punishments were announced for May and June for speaking briefly and similarly for November and December, the former getting a similar amount to February as it had only tried to shut December up. All the other three got markedly more but apologised and thanked me meekly.
I stepped back and allowed the marking up to be completed and the bitches a couple of minutes to think over events, as well as them to think nervously over what happened next. Then I stepped forward and spoke again.
"This is not the first time I have warned you bitches about misbehaving. However you keep ignoring me so I can no longer take such a tolerant approach. As such, after today further crimes will be punished FAR more harshly. Furthermore I need to drive the point home. Therefore I will give you a small lesson.
Several heads jerked up and a number of moans broke out until the tutor's straps quietened them. Heads dropped in despair.
"I will apply collective punishment to you all as a warning and selective punishment to the guilty. Kneel and stay still and silent."
Several shuffled nervously but dared make no complaint. I turned and picked up the cane that had been positioned on the table. Then moved quietly to the head of the first line, alongside January. I raised the cane then brought it down hard. The vertical blow successfully landed on the centre of its right breast, burying itself deep in the soft flesh and neatly bisecting the areola. Its torso jerked in shock and head shot back as it screamed loudly. If it had not been for Janine positioned behind it the bitch would have fallen over backwards and only its grip on January's shoulders stopped it then collapsing forward into a ball and the slave tried to master the pain coursing through it.
"Gods. My breast. Oooh. Please. No."
I slapped its head, the sound ringing through the room and said "Silence!" The blow also shut it up for the moment and I bent over it and told it "I never gave you permission to speak slut. You can thank me when its finished but til then keep quiet. Or are you saying that blow wasn't hard enough and you need another?"
It gagged a little as it struggled to fight down further words, in terror at what might happen if it didn't.
After a minute or so, although still breathing deeply it seemed to calm a bit and straightened up.
"Right bitch, now the other boob."
Although it couldn't see its head swung around to face towards me and shook its head desperately. Its cocksucker opened as if it was about to speak but it dare not.
"Be still bitch, or are you still saying the first blow wasn't enough?"
It gapped, sobbed loudly then reluctantly turned to face forward. I moved into position over its left side and after preparation again raised the cane and swung it down. Again the bitch screamed, making a couple of others jump and one started to sob until silenced. It mumbled quietly but avoided saying anything openly. After a minute or so, although still sobbing it straightened. I crouched beside it and looked at the breasts. Two thick red welts cut across them, not quite drawing blood but obviously paining it deeply. It jerked and moaned loudly when I reached up and brushed the right breast. There was a noticeable quiver when I ran a finger along the welt.
"Don't you have something to say?"
It froze, gulped, then nervously said "Thank you master."
"That's better bitch. Always remember your manners when permitted to address your superiors." It gagged slightly, frustrated as fear overrode anger at my remarks. I straightened up, patting it on the head and turned toward February.
"Your turn now bitch." It shivered and started to mutter something but the blow hit before it could say any more. Its breast, still bruised and welted from the previous day jumped at the impact and its entire body juddered delightfully in fear, making its boobs bobble. It struggled, trying to choke the scream that broke from its throat.
I gave it a few moments, then said. "Hold still bitch. If I don't hit the target properly I'll have to try again." Then with a cheery smirk I joked, "Or is that what you want?" It gasped and sobbed loudly, shook its head in despair then sought to hold still, although it was visibly quivering. I waited a little longer, letting the tension mount, then swung again. This time it unleashed a full-throated scream and Janine had to grab its hair with one hand to hold it upright.
After a few seconds it mumbled a barely audible "Thank you master." So quiet I made it repeat the phase.
March and April both looked tense as I walked slowly past them, March screeching when I let the cane brush its nipple as I passed it. Kathy gave it a slap and hissed "Quiet".
This possibly distracted May as it seemed totally surprised when the cane skilfully bisected its right breast. The slut screamed loudly, its back arching in pain and might have fallen forward but for Sandra grabbing its shoulders and holding it tightly. I was growing impatient so just gave enough time for the tutor to steady it, then hit its other breast. The agony cut off its current scream and as it gasped I crouched and grabbed its breast, squeezing mildly, making it shudder again and said "Well?"
It gibbered for several seconds, making a couple of attempts, before managing to ramble out words of thanks. Again I patted its head and moved on.
June was waiting nervously, quivering with fear and I noticed it had pissed itself, a pool of liquid gathering between its thighs.
"Thirsty bitch?" I asked. It paused, confused I believe, and I tapped the inside of its thigh lightly. Its legs jerked, then widened further as it suddenly realised what it had done and sought to move its thighs from contact with the sticky and acidic liquid gathering there.
"What... what" it squawked in confusion.
"Have you forgotten? You have to take responsibility for your action. Clean up any mess you make."
"Ugh... You can't Aaaah!" Its comment was cut short by Sandra's heavy blow, the strap cutting across it shoulders.
Before it could gather breath I crouched beside it resting one knee on its thigh as my hand grabbed its throat, forcing its head back up. "Is your memory that faulty bitch? That's exactly what I said and I mean ever word of it. As a couple of your fellow sluts have already found out."
I loosened my grip slightly and it gulped in some air then shook its head. I shook it briefly by the throat, then asked "Was that shake meant to be saying your memory was faulty and your glad you have been corrected bitch?" I felt it shiver and then nervously nod its head. I continued "You will get your drink later, when we're finished here."
Letting go of its throat I rose, then quickly slashed down with the cane, before it realised the blow was coming. Also I hit the left breast first, in case it might have guessed I had been working my way leftwards and was expecting the other to be hit 1st. Its shriek was surprisingly loud considering it was already short of breath and Sandra had to grab it quickly to prevent it falling.
It was still gasping in air when I struck the other blow and it twisted out of Sandra's grasp and fell forward, crying out again as its boobs hit the floor. I leant forward, grabbed its hair and pulled up, lifting until it was upright again, but head bent slightly backwards. "What do you say slut?" It gabbled a few seconds then gasped out a few splintered words of thanks. I decided to accept that and let go of its hair. It slid to the ground again with another moan.
July and August were resolved quickly. Having learnt already the dangers of angering me neither put up any resistance. July, its breasts already discoloured and swollen had to be held up by Jane and could hardly stop shaking, with the pain it felt. It took nearly a minute after the second blow before it was able to gasp out a brief "Thank you", stuttering in pain. August shook its head briefly but a quick slap warned it to behave and although it cried out when hit and blubbered when I inspected its breasts it also thanks me and waited nervously.
I bypassed the other sluts until I reached November. It tensed slightly as it heard me approach then gasped as the cane sunk deep into its large breast. The scream was relatively short then it subsided into a series of deep gasps. I leant over and examined the boob, feeling it shudder as I ran my fingers up the vertical welt. I rose again and paused briefly and it shivered again and its head gave a brief shake. However I was feeling generous so didn't take it as any objection and swung the cane down again. It gagged with the pain and its torso shook as its head dropped. I could hear it sobbing and gave it a few seconds. Then I crouched down again and squeezed a nipple between finger and thumb. It gasped then said quickly "Thank you master."
December was looking terrified, sweating heavily and its head twitching from side to side. I suspected it was near to trying to break into panicked flight so waited until Debbie was ready behind it. I nodded and it gripped Decembers shoulders. The bitch gave a jerk of surprise, then while still reacting to this, I struck. This was a slimmer bitch and the first blow actually missed the areola, only skimming its edge, but biting beautify into its flesh. Its head jerked back, nearly butting Debbie as it screamed. I slapped it hard across the face and said "Silent!". Then examined the boob, bringing a moan from it as my hand traced the welt.
"Damn! Your moving meant I missed!" I said. The words slowly penetrated its agony and it paused in understanding. As its cocksucker started to open in disbelief, I swung again, hitting the same breast but this time bisecting the nipple. This time Debbie made sure the bitches head came no where near it as the scream echoed around the room. It seemed to go on forever but eventually the bitches' head dropped and it started sobbing.
"Next time hold still stupid!" I snapped. "Now straighten up!"
It gasped in horror at the realisation that there was another blow to come. The head shook in denial and it started to struggle as if trying to rise. I clipped it firmly around the head and while the bitch was stunned Debbie grabbed it firmly by its blonde hair and twisted its head back. The shoulders still shook as it tried to struggle and I slapped it again, this time on the breast. As it whimpered in pain I asked, "Do you really want the next blow to miss?" It took a couple of seconds for the warning to sink in then it froze. I positioned myself, letting the tension rise and it quivered but held still. After a couple of more seconds I swung and the bitches breath shot out in a gust as the pain cut through it.
I briefly checked the breast to confirm the blow had been on target then just rubbed a nipple with a finger and it remembered quickly to thank me, the words coming out in a gush.
I stepped back to the table and studied the slaves for a couple of minutes. Those I had hit gradually calmed and their bodies steadied, making clearer the welts dividing their breasts. As they quietened I started moving again, going to stand in front of March.
"Bitch" I said and it jerked nervously. "Your turn but I will be generous. Since you were not guilty of talking without permission you will be allowed an alternative." It gulped nervously but waited silently, knowing by now some unpleasant option was coming up. "There were 8 bitches which were guilty. You can either select one of them, or take the blows yourself. You have 5 seconds. No statement by then will be taken as asking for them yourself, 5..4...3..2,"
It shook its head nervously then, with time running out blurted out "July!" I heard that bitch gasp but say no more and moved to face it. It heard my footsteps and shook its head desperately, raising as if to look at me through the mask and its entire body radiated the despair it must have felt. I was not surprised it had been selected as the others had been told it was responsible for their electrotherapy the previous day.
My first blow made it gasp weakly and slump forward. Jane pulled its body back so I could inspect the impact and I could feel the bitch tremor as I ran a hand down the breast. Both blows had hit the areola but at slightly different angles, making a very shallow X. It further increased the bruising in the area and there was the red of some internal bleeding. I juggled it briefly and said, "That's looking good slut." Either the words or the contact cause it to shudder again. It started to mumble, possibly to ask for mercy but its voice was so weak it was scarcely audible. I grabbed its jaw and asked, "Are you saying I didn't hit you correctly bitch?" It shivered then shook its head. "Then be quiet, your still got another tap before you can thank me."
It gulped in despair and hung its head but with Jane gripping its shoulders firmly stayed still and made no attempt to escape. I paused, braced myself then swung down at the other breast. The bitch juddered with the blow then hung forward in its tutor's grip. I crouched and lifted its left breast gently, the pain still causing it to wince. Again the central portion of the breast was heavily bruised and there was even a small tear in its flesh, with a little blood trickling out. It breathed in a ragged breath, its body shaking in agony and said in a pain-wracked voice "Thank you master."
I let its breast drop and as I rose patted its head gently saying, "You're finally starting to learn some manners bitch."
I waited a minute then approached April. It jerked as I touched a nipple with the cane and said "Right bitch, same choice. Name within 5 or take you're punishment yourself. 5..4..3"
It paused, opened its cocksucker, then jerked its head a couple of times as if it couldn't make up its mind and the count reached zero. I grimaced and shook my head briefly. It was one of the least favoured bitches, heavy jug breasts and a plain face and the thought that it was stupid as well would lower its value, as well as making it more difficult to train. However I lifted the cane and warned it "Hold still bitch, unless you want me to miss that is?"
It shivered and the head shook slightly but Kathy had grabbed its upper arms firmly. I sighted on the target, took a deep breath and then swung and the cane virtually disappeared into the great fold of its breast, the flesh wrapping around it as the weight of the blow forced it deeper and the bitches' scream echoed around the room. It gasped and screamed again that bleated out "Please master, no more. Let me name someone. Ple. " The cry was cut off by my backhanded swipe across its face and its head rocked.
"Silence slut. You had your chance and now must pay for it." It sobbed a bit but stayed still head handing slightly to one side as I crouched and examined the marked boob. There was a brief, suppressed gasp as it shuddered again in pain but stayed still while I rubbed a finger along the welt.
"That's better bitch." I said, letting go and rising and it gave a quiet moan as it realised the next blow was coming. However it stayed still and waited patiently until the second blow landed, bringing another cry from it but more muted this time. Again a brief inspection, which made it jerk slightly then it muttered a few words of thanks and I moved on.
The next bitch was September and it jerked nervously as I touched its left nipple with the cane and I started talking, "Your turn slut. 5..4..3"
It paused for a second then said "July".
I thought for a second and there was a despairing moan from that bitches' direction, but I had already decided its breasts had taken enough punishment, at least of that sort, for the moment. "No, choice something else."
September jerked slightly in surprise and probably fear, taken off-guard by my reply then after a quick gulp said "January. Take that please."
There was a brief "You bitch", starting from January's direction cut short by the caress of Janine's strap. Another squawk came from September as I slapped it hard. "Name only bitch. You weren't given permission for anything else." I snapped and saw it shrink back in fear with some satisfaction.
I paused briefly then moved back to stand in front of January. It heard me approach and quivered, trying to cower back but was held in place by Janine. Again fear meant it kept quiet.
I pulled the two blows a little but still made sure of good firm contact and it was sobbing uncontrollably by the time I finished and briefly examined the breasts, both heavily bruised now, and with a little bleeding from the right nipple. It shuddered under my touch then quickly gabbled out some thanks when I asked "Anything to say bitch?"
October, when given the choice tried to name September and I remembered it, January and July were all colleagues. However I vetoed that as September was not one of the initial sinners. I smiled as I knew it would nicely stir hostility between the two. It gapped, its stance radiating confusion and it didn't come up with another name before the 5 seconds were up, slumping in despair when I announced "Times up". Carol grabbed it firmly by the shoulders and held it in position. I knew time was getting on so moved quickly, hitting first the left then the right breast. It screamed with each blow then gasped out the required words of thanks.
I walked slowly back to the table, placed the cane heavily on it and turned to face the assembled bitches. They presented a splendid sight, bruised and battered and several sobbing or moaning quietly. I motioned with my hand and the tutors moved in, ordering the bitched to straighten up and be silent and using their straps to enforce the orders. Although most of the bitches still hung their heads backs were straightened to give a clearer view of their breasts and thighs spread wider. The latter both gave a better view of their cunts and also a better balance.
After a couple of minutes they started to quieten down and I decided to turn the screw a little more on them.
"Bitches. As I said I will not be so lenient another time. The next time any of you rabbit without permission, I will double the punishment." This brought a series of gasps and groans, along with some slaps to bring quiet and resulting yelps. "Each tit will received a blow as collective punishment, which will not be transferable. To teach you all to behave! Then one further blow, which the obedient slaves will be permitted to transfer to the disobedient.
I moved forward to stand in front of December and addressed it. "December". It groaned audibly and shivered. "You claim to be a graduate. I presume that means you're capable of basic arithmetic?" After a short pause I snapped angrily "Well bitch?" It gulped and nodded nervously but wisely kept quiet.
"Lets do a small exercise to make it clear all you sluts. Say December yak's tonight but all the rest of you behave. That both it and November remember to report the crime and it plea's for punishment, to keep things as simple as possibly."
It was shaking fairly violently now. "What is the minimum number of blows that say, May would receive bitch, per tit that is?" I added with a grin to avoid confusion and emphasis the amount of punishment.
It quivered again, opened its cocksucker, stuttered then after a few seconds, blurted out "One master."
"Correct slut. Now what is the maximum it would receive?"
It gulped and replied "Two master."
"What would be required for the latter case?"
There was a short pause and Debbie raised its arm, ready to remind the bitch but it started speaking again in time to save itself from the blow. "If it decided to take the 2nd blow itself". A brief pause and it completed the reply with a belated "master."
"What would be your minimum punishment under this example bitch?"
It's head dropped and it said "One.., no two master." Correcting itself just in time.
"And the highest punishment?"
Its head dropped even further and the reply was so muted I asked "What slut?"
"It, it would be up to 13 hits per breast Master." This was followed by a large sob, while further moans came from the assembled slaves, quickly silenced by the tutors.
"Under those circumstances do you think you will be so eager to disobey orders in future bitch?"
It shook its head vigorously and said "No master. I'll behave master. Please don't". It jerked and cried out as Debbie, on a nod from me brought its strap down across its shoulder. "Enough bitch. The point of this lesson is that you learn to be quiet. Understand!" It nodded nervously.
I stepped back and asked. "Any of you other bitches want 13 of the cane per tit?"
There was vigorous shaking of heads.
"Then you will start behaving and keep your cocksuckers shut when they're not in use!"
The heads changed to equally vigorous nodding.
"Lets see if you start behaving. I think you now realise what will happen if you continue to be stupid." With that final warning I turned and stepped back to sit on the table and let the lesson sink in for a couple of minutes.
After a pause I said "In a minute your hands will be released and you will be able to go to all four for your morning drink. As before, make sure you don't touch the bowl with your hands. You're only allowed to use your tongues and cocksuckers. Understand!" This would make the drinking slower and more difficult and would also humiliate them further. Also such a stance would mean that their already sore breasts would often be in contact with the ground, causing discomfort from both friction and cold.
The tutors started uncuffing the slaves, who gave gasps of relief and rubbed their wrists, limited in the case of their left wrist by the cuffs still hanging from it. Both as a reminder to them of their bondage and as the easiest way, with both slaves and tutors nude, of holding the things ready for when they were wanted again.
"Of course June was greedy so its got another drink, before it has its water." I put clear emphasis on the before and brought a groan from the bitch but it yelped when Sandra slapped its arse and ordered silence.
Once all bitches were in position and June, encouraged by a couple of touches of the strap started licking up its piss, the bowls were put out for the other bitches and water poured in. Some needed a little guidance and several had problems with their hair falling into the bowls, but they started licking away, thirst and despair overcoming humiliation.
It took the best part of 30 minutes for the bitches to lick their bowls dry. July especially struggled, partly because of its long hair, partly its exhaustion. I think nearly as much of the water actually soaked into its hair and when it was lifted from the bowl strands of the latter hung dankly across its shoulders. Each bitch as it finished was ordered back onto its knees and had wrists recuffed, to wait until the rest had finished. The last was of course June, which needed frequent encouragement to clean the floor and then had to lick dry its bowl, which it did more eagerly, to remove the taste of its piss from its cocksucker.
While they were doing this I sat at the table, playing with a couple of the tutors, depending on which were available. Nothing dramatic, just some tit and cunt fondling, squeezing and a bit of pulling. A few bruises which, even without the serum would be healed in hours and far less then they were used to during their own training. It was just to keep me amused and fight off boredom. I had time to allow a quick blow-job, which I permitted Janine to do as its charges were fairly quiet and well behaved at the moment.
Finally the bitches had completed their drink and were ready to be dismissed back to their cages, prior to the day's training starting. I started walking to the door, between the two rows of kneeling bitches. Carol followed me, picking up the other two items ready and waiting on the table. When I got in front of August I stopped and said
"Before I forget August. In view of what you said last night I have decided to give it a couple of days before I try out your cocksucker."
It started slightly and flinched, suspecting something was coming. Not the brightest of bimbos I knew from my research but it was probably confused by what I said. I only gave it a few seconds to think things through and start feeling fear before I moved. Pivoting on my left heel I raised my right foot and shoved. With the heel pressed against its left boob and the toe against its jaw it reeled backwards. Although its spread thighs gave it a stable stance and I was shoving rather than kicking it was forced backwards and with a squeal started to fall over.
I followed through rapidly, planting my foot on its abdomen as I stepped between its spread knees. This not only completed forcing it on its back but the combination of pain and driving the air from it meant it was in no position to resist. While it was still gasping in agony I stepped off it, then knelt quickly, left knee cushioned by its right breast, right by its midriff. This cut short the gasps and pleas it was just starting while behind me Jane knelt. With its knees across August's upper thighs and grasping August's knees to keep them forced wide apart the bitch was effectively pinned, unable to move its lower body. Coupled with my pinning its upper body and its hands bound behind it, the bitch was left with no capacity to resist.
I held my right hand up and Carol passed me the 1st item, which I forced between August's jaws, further suppressing any objections. Several quick twists meant the spreader forced its jaws wide apart until it was gagging with the discomfort. Locking this in place I reached behind me again and Carol passed me the pair of priers. The bitch beneath me had been struggling in fear and pain, uncertain what was going on but this turned to sheer terror as it felt them grip on one of its upper front incisors and realised what was happening. However its position was hopeless, restricted as it was. I gave it a few seconds to realise this then tightened my grip and pulled. It yelled with pain as the tooth resisted for a few seconds then came loose. There was a spurt of blood and the wail grew louder. I turned slightly, depositing the tooth in the available depression handily supplied by its navel. Turning forward I switched the priers to my left hand then slapped it firmly across the face with my right. The impact of this was probably increased by the spreader in its cocksucker and with a brief cry of pain it fell silent.
"That's better bitch. Keep quiet. You can thank me when I've finished." As those words sank in it started to struggle again but another hard slap shut it up and it ceased to struggle.
"Think yourself lucky bitch. The next slave that threatened to attack its owner will suffer a lot more. Just be thankful you didn't get any further than threatening. It's only going to cost you two teeth."
It moaned weakly and tried shaking its head. I gave it a lighter slap, and continued, "Unless you want me to remove 4?" It froze and briefly shook its head once, then stayed still, although I could feel its body shivering in terror beneath me.
"That's better. Stay still and it will be over in a couple of minutes. You can then thank your master and get on with your training." I moved the priers back to my right hand and used my left to lift its chin, checking on the state of its upper mouth. The socket was still bleeding but the flow was starting to slow a little. I felt its body jerk as I touched the tooth alongside with the priers and warned it "Steady!". It gagged slightly, swallowing a little blood to clear its throat but then held its head steady, although I could tell from the darkening of the mask around its eyes it was crying heavily. There was a brief gasp and quiver of its head as I positioned the priers and then I started pulling. I took my time with this one and it took a couple of minutes to work the tooth out. Finally it came loose and I added it to the other in the bitches' navel.
There was a sudden curse from Jane behind me, which brought a scowl. Looking around I noticed August's bladder had given out, soaking both their pubic areas with piss.
I reached behind me and said "Salt". Carol passed me a small package I broke open and, tilting August's head back I poured some onto its wounds. It tried struggling a little, especially as the salt started stinging. However I gripped its jaw firmly with one hand until most of the salt had been poured and then let it loose. The bitch was very still, whether through exhaustion or despair. I gave it a minute then unscrewed the spreader and removed it from the sluts cocksucker.
"Don't you have something to say slut?" I asked menacingly as it breathed heavily, grateful at the release.
"Please, please don't hurt me any more." It babbled.
I slapped it hard across the face. "Get it right bitch, or do you want to lose some more teeth?"
It gibbered for a few seconds then, after a deep intake of breath stutters out "Master.. master, that you for punishing me."
I rose, allowing it to breath in relief as my knees lifted from its body. Jane picked up the two teeth as I directed and also rose, looking down as its urine stained thighs with some disgust. Looking at August, blood still dribbling from its cocksucker I decided it would be pointless having that try and clear up and said so. Instead I directed that Jane get July, as August's cell-mate do the cleaning up instead. The latter whined briefly but grabbing July's hair in its hand Jane thrust the slut's face into its cunt and nervously it started licking up the fluid.
I dismissed the other slaves back to their cells, ready to await their next use. When July had finished cleaning Jane's thighs it was directed to the pool gathered where August had been lying, the latter quickly pulled out of the way by a couple of quick tugs on its hair. As it reluctantly licked at the puddle I did tell it that it would get a chance of payback later. Once it had finished they were dismissed to their cages and I instructed Jane that the next four times July wanted to piss, rather than use the bucket it would use August. By not letting the bitch know itself this would prevent any chance at subterfuge. Given how much each had suffered because of the other's behaviour I had good hopes of significant mistrust and hostility between them and wondered how reluctant July would be to degrade its fellow slave.
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