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MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 43
By Long Tall Mary
Considering my life experiences as a dominatrix one might think that I have become desensitized to the erotic appeal of certain BDSM depictions. To some extent this is true but every so often I encounter something that I consider the ultimate in sadism. That something needless to say was the video shot by Mother Jugs of Lori’s training.
To appreciate the video one must be familiar with the movie “Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS”, a 1970s cult classic featuring a sadistic and homicidal Nazi female prison camp commandant. The one scene indelibly etched in my psyche is when Ilsa decides to execute one of her female prisoners by hanging.
The prisoner is stripped nude with her hands bound behind her and her feet together. She is then tightly noosed to an overhead fixture and forced to stand on a block of ice about a foot off the ground. When the ice melts she will be asphyxiated and dangling lifeless from the ceiling. Ilsa then joins a group of Nazi male officers who sit at a table in front of the prisoner enjoying a sumptuous meal with drink. The condemned stands before them in her last minutes of life, her efforts to plead for mercy silenced by a gag. Burning candles accelerate the melting of the ice block.
Mother Jugs essentially reenacted the scene from that movie minus any intention of snuff. In the video the nude Lori can be seen struggling to maintain her balance on the ice block, like the movie prisoner she is gagged and bound hand and foot. The noose is tightened around her neck and somewhat shorter than the one in the movie owing to the height of the basement. Four candles burn, one at each edge of the block.
The bodies but not the faces of four of the biker gang members could be seen seated and playing poker at a nearby table seemingly oblivious to the bitch on ice. One of the voices is recognizable as Jugs. The camera repeatedly pans on Lori as she desperately pleads for mercy but Jugs has done her job well as the tightly packed gag prevents intelligible sounds.
Finally when the block appears ready to cease support Jugs walks in front of Lori and asks if she is ready to accept discipline. Lori nods convulsively and is cut down from her gallows seemingly with only seconds to spare. The next portion of the video features Lori sitting forlornly on the floor of a holding cell with a steel collar around her neck and attached to a short chain.
I was overcome by erotic emotion upon viewing this tape and immediately called Jugs to congratulate her. Lori had remained defiant up until the gallows scene and in Jugs opinion it was the factor responsible for breaking her. Lori’s current training regime was spending sixteen hours a day chained in the cell, she already services each of the female gang members orally on a daily basis and will soon be put to the task of serving visiting male bikers.
Energized once again I returned to the basement where I found the captives had finished their meals and were kneeling with their hands laced behind their neck. Bernadette, a flogger in hand, stood ready to painfully flagellate anyone who deviated from the strict position. I was quickly becoming emotionally entangled with Bernadette owing to her dominatrix prowess and my personal sexual attraction to her. This was a situation which I knew in my own mind had to be corrected quickly.
My first order of business was to have Ms. Jones move out of earshot of her students and subject her to about five minutes of remote controlled vibrations. Her response indicated she probably wasn’t totally frigid but needed more of the stimulation to attain the necessary arousal thresh hold. I wanted the bitch good and ready for a much anticipated one on one sexual session with her later.
The next task was oral recitation for the students. I’m quite fond of my CD which issues commands to recite phrases like “I’m a worthless bitch,”etc. When used in combination with electro shock therapy it automatically delivers a jolt of current if the submissive doesn’t respond with the proper vocal intensity.
In this case I was reluctant to employ the electro shock. One of the bitches, Cadet Rhonda, had already experienced an adverse reaction to being caged and with a total of six bitches the chances that at least one would suffer such a reaction from the electro shock were unacceptably high.
Therefore I decided that each of the six would be placed in the pillory device with their hands and head locked in the circular openings. They would still be required to recite the commands dictated by the CD but in place of electro shock punishment they would be flogged if their vocal response was inadequate. I delegated the flagellation duties to Bernadette and it would provide an excellent opportunity for me to assess her skills in that area.
Cadet Rhonda was the first to be placed in the pillory and was ordered to spread her legs wide. The pillory is designed so that the legs can be secured but as part of the obedience training I leave them unrestrained. Failure to keep them spread wide only prolongs the punishment and it is one of the indices I use to assess a trainees progress. The other five wenches were tethered in a standing position with their hands leather cuffed to the sides of their restraint belts. They would be unrestrained and transferred to the pillory, one at a time, to prevent any mass rebellion from occurring.
Cadet Rhonda was nude as she awaited her punishment in the pillory, the other five still were attired in bra and panties which would be removed when their turn came to be locked in place. Headmistress Jones stood off to the side, clearly she did not approve of my methods but was resigned to the fact she had no say at this point.
Before commencing with Cadet Rhonda I played a disco dance tune over the sound system and ordered the five tethered wenches to dance to the beat as Bernadette stood prepared to flog any non compliers. It was hilarious watching them try to dance to my satisfaction. Rhonda removed the bras of one of the cadets whose dance performance was inadequate and administered a stinging lash to the boobs. This seemed to motivate the five of them to perform more vigorously.
In addition to the humiliation of the cadets the loud music enabled me to activate Ms. Jones’ vibrator at varying speeds for about three minutes. She tried to pretend it wasn’t happening but intuitively I knew she would be aroused. “We will make love while the Orangemen play on TV” I remarked smilingly to her. My first preference was Bernadette of course but I needed her to monitor my other guests during the game.
With the dance session complete I began the CD oral recitation portion with the pilloried Rhonda. My plan was to make each trainee sound off at maximal vocal intensity for five minutes each, if nothing else it would assure straining of their vocal chords.
Not unexpectedly Rhonda proved to be the most difficult of the six. She was flogged four times in eight minutes by Bernadette for either failing to sound off loudly enough or failing to keep her legs spread. This had the effect of motivating the other five trainees to perform adequately for the minimal five minute period and none of them received any lashes, something I found quite remarkable.
After five of the six completed their pillory exercise they were allowed to replace their bra and panties. Their wrists were reattached to the waist belts with leather cuffs and they were allowed to remain together in the holding cell. In addition their gags were removed.
I decided to make an example of Rhonda. She was required to remain nude and was tethered to the overhead in the same manner as the other five had previously. She was tape gagged as well. I sensed that Headmistress Jones was relieved that the flagellation portion of the training had ceased but little did she know that I had additional physical punishments planned for the group.
It was time for interrogation of two of the wenches, extracting intimate information is one of the more enjoyable tasks of being a dominatrix and I am quite skilled at doing so. In this case I chose the two who had been caught in bed together at the academy. They would be interrogated separately upstairs and if I suspected their answers were untrue they would pay a severe price. In this case I would be able to compare the answers given by the two separately and assess their consistency.
The interrogation would be conducted in my living room and Ms. Jones would be given the privilege of being present. I had no doubt she would be repulsed by the intimacies that the two cadets would confide. Bernadette was assigned to monitor the cadets in the basement and I would monitor Kristen periodically.
Cadet Linda was the first to be removed from the cell. A leather collar was fastened around her neck and with her hands cuffed to her sides I led her upstairs using a short leash. The eighteen year brunette was the tallest of the group at 5’11” and weight proportionate. She wasn’t exceptionally endowed figure wise and was of average looks, intuitively I would not have sensed she was a lesbian.
Linda was required to kneel on the floor facing me as I sat on the couch, Ms. Jones sat close by in a chair. A flogger in my hand conveyed the consequences of any lack of cooperation or honesty on her part.
She was quite candid about her sexual history and denied ever having sex with a male but claimed to have had several encounters with females during the last two years and that these involved only sex with her as the aggressor. The cadet, Marla, whom she was found in bed with at the academy, was a submissive and had two previous sexual encounters with Linda, one at the academy and the other when they got together in Syracuse during the weekend break.
Linda was extremely candid about events in her life. I’m not about to relate them but most significantly she implicated four other academy cadets who were currently involved in some type of lesbian relationship, none of these four were currently confined in my dungeon. After commending Linda for her cooperation I returned her to the basement holding cell.
Marla was the next cadet to be brought upstairs, like Linda she was collared, led on a leash and required to maintain the same kneeling position. She was a petite seventeen year old blond and like her lover not exceptionally well endowed.
Marla’s dishonesty was apparent from the start, she claimed to have had only the one academy encounter with Linda and denied knowing of any other lesbian activity amongst the cadets. My response was to yank her to her feet with the chain, remove her bra and panties and force her to bend over the couch back. It was with great delight that I delivered six painful flogger lashes, five to the buttocks and one to her boobs.
The mendacious wench broke down in tears and quickly changed her answers which corroborated what Linda had just related. She was then returned to the basement with the promise of additional severe punishment later in the day. For the time being I put my rope work skills to work placing her in a rigid hog tie and leaving her on the floor just outside the cell under the watchful eye of Bernadette.
Regrettably her breasts were insufficiently developed to accommodate the type of painful breast rope bondage I am so fond of. To compensate for this I attached a set of chain connected metal clamps to her nipples and instructed Bernadette to remove them in five minutes. Her shrieks of pain gave me great pleasure as I headed upstairs to deal with Kristen and Ms. Jones.
END PART 43
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