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Extreme Toyland

Part 2

Chapter Two:  A Break


Daphne came down to get the girls and she was quickly introduced by Lisa as "my youngest and most perverted toy". She wore a short yellow latex dress that fit her body like a glove. Her bright blonde shoulder-length hair was put up in a small ponytail. On her platform heeled black boots, she still only stood 5'5" tall, with her heels being at least 4 inches.


She was the shortest, shorter than most of the new girls, with an athletic body and a sizable chest. I knew she was Lisa's only toy to have permanent piercings. She had two big rings fitted through her areolas, right behind each nipple and also two flesh tunnels (she called them 'spacers') in her outer labia.  Maybe the new mistresses would have a chance to play with them in a little while.


Daphne said hi to the new girls and asked them to follow her. All the girls left the basement. Daphne led the girls upstairs and into the garden, where drinks and some snacks were waiting for them.  Lisa asked her photographer to stay behind with her to prepare the room nextdoor for the next session.


They walked up to the next room down the hall. Anna glanced over at the framed photos on the wall. She was proud to see her own work hanging between classic shots from Ken Marcus, Jim Weathers and James Mogul.


"Sarah and Eva," she asked, "they're kinda young, aren't they?" Lisa looked at her and stopped for a second. "I knew you'd ask about them." she said. "They are young, yeah, but they really want to be here and eager to learn. Sarah, the blonde, is fifteen. Eva is almost a year older."


"Wow, that's pretty young. How did you get them here?"


Lisa continued:  "They are actually stepsisters. Kind of an extreme situation at home. Sarah lost her mom to cancer at an early age. Her dad, a real sicko, started molesting  her when she was just 10. He remarried, with Eva's mom, and expanded his practices to his new stepdaughters. Eva's sister, who is now 19, eventually went to the police, who jailed the guy for a long time. Social services deemed the mother mentally unstable and put the three girls in foster care. Long story short: the oldest sister got custody when she turned 18 and the three lived together until she got together with some guy and kicked Sarah and Eva out."


"Nice family," Anna interjected as they walked into the "Red Room".


"Yeah, you can say that again. So three weeks ago, I got a phone call from my friend Isobel, who works at social services. She says she has to find a place for this angry young girl, who stated in an interview that she "hates men" and is tired of families and stupid women. Isobel thought it'd be something I'd like, cause she knows about my desire for a young trainee. Only thing was, this girl had a stepsister that she insisted on staying with."


The room the two women entered was known as the 'Red Room' because of its red walls and interior. There was a big bondage chair/table in the middle of the room. It was the kind that was multifunctional. With the back lowered, it was a table, with the back upright, it was a chair. It could even be put upright (or upside down) like a standing cross. It had all kinds of customizable parts on it that would come in handy during an S/M session.


Lisa continued her story as Anna looked around the room.


"So I ended up taking both girls in. They've calmed down a lot. Sarah is bitter towards men because of her dad's actions. Eva, by contrast, liked the sexual attention her mom's new husband gave her. A very interesting dynamic, I think. They are very protective of eachother. Sarah has expressed to me that she wants to become a dominatrix, Eva just wants to experiment."


"So what are you going to do with them?" Anna asked.


"They're going to just watch and learn and do some handywork for me for now, but I told both of them that they can participate anytime they want. It's really up to them, although I'd love to let Sarah and Rick play together without his knowledge." She laughed and thought of some great scenarios to play that out.


The wall to the left of the Red Room was divided into two parts by a tall wooden open cabinet in the middle. On the left hand side, the wall was covered with hanging belts, chains and ropes in all lengths, shapes and sizes. To the right of the cabinet hung a large collection of whips, paddles and chained clamps. The cabinet was divided into several compartments and drawers. There were ball gags, various clamps and other toys, dildos and a bronze bust of a blindfolded girl with her boobs tied up.


Against the red wall opposite of the door was a wide red leather couch. Above it hung a widescreen tv  and a white neon sign that read 'No pain, no gain' in script letters. Next to the couch hung a remote control box from the ceiling. There was a computer terminal on the left side of the couch.


The wall on the right was one big mirror. It made the room seem bigger than it actually was. In any case, it gave whoever played in here a good view of what was happening to them. It was also from that side that Anna always filmed and photographed the sessions in this room, to avoid catching her mirror image in a shot. There was another metal trolley table in front of the mirror. It was still empty.


The wall with the door in it was also painted red. Next to the door on the long side were  a red leather armchair and a trash bin. On the short side hung a fire extinguisher, as was the case in every play room in the house.


The ceiling featured rows of bright but warm yellow lights. Scattered between the lights were various hooks, eye bolts and rope-and-pulley systems. And in the middle of the room, dead center above the bondage table, an electric winch was bolted to the ceiling. It was operated by the control box hanging near the couch.


"Come," Lisa said, "help me get some of this stuff ready." she wheeled the trolley table towards the cabinet on the other side of the room and started putting stuff on top of the table. She asked Anna to arrange it. A ring gag, ball gag, strapon, inflatable butt plug, a box of needles, some candles and a lighter,  a culinary torch and a set of syringes with a supply of unusually thick hollow needles that resembled thin meat skewers. She also put a white toilet brush inside a small bag and placed it to the far right of the table.


Finally, she took a contraption with two 8" long metal bars that were connected with adjustable bolts and nuts and showed it to me. "Fits around any titmeat, small or large. And it can be tightened as needed with these nuts and bolts. See the holes that are evenly spaced along the length of the bars?" she asked Anna. Anna shook her head. "They are  not just aligned for the bolts that are used to clamp the bars together. They also work great for skewering anything that is crushed in between! Please get me the other one there, will you dear?" she added.


Anna grabbed the other one from the drawer and she noticed that there were many more in smaller but also bigger sizes. "Hold on," Lisa said, "get me two smaller sets as well. Take the 4 inch ones."


The photographer saw the smaller ones, but noticed that there were some different ones. "Which ones do you want?" she asked. "The ones with the smooth surface or the rough ones?"


"Get me the rough ones with the in- and outdented points," Lisa said. We'll save the cheese grater ones for later."


Anna handed her the rough bars. They were 4 inches long and a third of an inch wide. Wherever they were punctured to create holes, the edges were sharp and jagged. Somehow, though, if you pressed two of them together, the indented and outdented parts fit like a glove and all the holes lined up.  She placed them on the table next to the bigger bars, turned around to Anna and said:


"I wonder how the girls will perform this afternoon, There are some interesting individuals there. I will let the sadists take turns abusing the submissives and Daphne.  I want you to document the sessions in pictures. I'm going to run it as a competition, keeping track of scores on that computer screen," she said while pointing at the screen above the couch. At the end, I will perform a finale session with the leading slave and mistress. I want that one filmed for promo use on the website, maybe throw it on xhamster or something. Can you get the pictures ready for review after that last session? I want to get together with you, Rick, Eva and Sarah to determine which girls we'll keep."


"Yeah, no problem, just give me 20 minutes or so to sort the photos when we're done," Anna replied.


"Ok, I'll be back in a bit, just set up your stuff in here. I'll be back in 5," Lisa said and then left the room.


Anna went back to the hallway and grabbed her camera bag and tripod from underneath the stairway there. She brought some simple equipment for today. One HD camera for the tripod and one DSLR for the photo shots.


Quickly she set up the video  camera and tripod against the mirror wall, turned on the photo camera and flipped through the photos she took in the morning.


She took portraits and full body nude shots of all of the girls. Lisa had them all write their names and ages on their chests with black permanent markers, so that we could easily identify them later.


Flipping through the shots, there were some girls who stood out to her.


Rachel, 22, was a small girl, around 4'10" with long raven black hair and piercing green eyes. She was thin, but had a softness about her, she wasn't all skin and bones, even though you could count her ribs. She had a general exotic look. Her pointy boobs were not too big, and her nipples well defined. Her photos looked like those of a pro model, especially the portrait.


Another one that stood out was 18 year old Petra. She had very long legs, an athletic build, long bright pink hair, big blue eyes and both her nipples pierced with barbells. She had the words "Hurt Me" tattooed on her lower, well-defined abdomen, just below the tan line from her bikini. Her natural, plump breasts were just as tan as the rest of her body.


While browsing, Anna noticed that one of the girls had her name, Hilde, written on her chest, then her age was a mess. It said 18, but the writing was a second layer, the first was smudged.  "Must just have turned 18 and messed up," Anna thought. Hilde's dark brown curly hair hung just above her shoulders. Anna took a closer look at her face. She did look kinda young and shy compared to the other girls. Petra, for example, looked much older, also at 18. And Hilde's body was not as athletic, it was more boyish. The only thing that really stood out were her oversized areolas and nipples. She had no tattoos or piercings. This was also definitely an interesting girl.


"Miss Crazy J" was a stunning knockout. She was 20, tall, and very toned with well defined abs and leg muscles. Her ass was just to die for and she looked intense in her portrait shot with her platinum blonde hair with bright orange highlights and dark brown eyes. Her skin was very pale and dotted with tons of freckles. She wore a belly button piercing that has a silver cross hanging from it and her left leg was tattooed with a single snake crawling down it from her thigh to her foot.


Lisa had really picked girls from the toned, skinny and thin variety. There wasn't one with really any meat on her bones, except for Emma. At 24, she was the oldest of the bunch. She was by no means fat, but had a nice curvy figure with big boobs and a luscious ass. Her olive skin had some kind of floral pattern either cut or branded into it on the right side of her stomach, starting underneath her right boob and running down to her hip. It had some red ink accents.


Lisa came back in with a handyman's toolbox and she put it down on the bondage chair.


"You picked some skinny gals for this audition," Anna said to her.


"Yeah, you noticed that, didn't you? What can I say, they turn me on. From their ribcages to their tight asses. I just love their tight skin. Remember what I did with Elisa a while ago for that photoshoot?"


"That was intense!", Anna replied.


She knew exactly what Lisa was referring to. They did a shoot with Elisa bent backwards with her back arched. Lisa fisted her deep and tried to make all kinds of impressions on Elisa's abdomen by pressing her fingers and knuckles up against the tightened skin. It was intensely erotic.


"Okay, I'm going to get the girls so we can get started, be right back!" Lisa said.


Anna walked up to the toolbox that Lisa brought and opened it. In the different compartments were all kinds of sharp and pointy things: an ice pick, a Wartenberg wheel, a scalpel, small nail gun, a small hammer and an automatic stapler were on the left side, the right side contained boxes filled with fish hooks, sewing machine needles  and refill cartridges for the stapler and nail gun.


Anna closed the box and picked up her camera and put in a new CF memory card. She was ready to shoot.


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