NOTE: This is my third published story. I think it's some of my best work yet. This is going to be a new storyline, with more installments. It will be completely open to suggestions and ideas, so please, please, please, if you have questions, comments, ideas, or suggestions about the story or where you would like to see it go, send me an email. Otherwise, enjoy!

       The girl's head lolled to one side in her drug-induced stupor. Maggie softly ran a hand down the girl's soft face, cupping the girl's chin gently in her palm. Maggie turned the head back to center, and watched the girl's eyebrows furrow in a moment of sleepy frustration, then settle back into oblivion?

       Maggie marveled at the prize bound to the table before her. She started at the top, looking at the apex of the girl's head, and from there followed the billowing auburn hair that radiated from the point. The girl's hair framed a beautiful face, with a hard-set, determined jaw, mitigated by soft, rounded features. Maggie's eyes moved down the girl's long, elegant neck, to her pronounced collarbone, which supported two round, strong shoulders which the girl's hair came to rest at. Maggie's eyes greedily took in the girl's soft, supple skin, the color of a pale peach. She looked down the girls chest until the skin tightened and stretched to accommodate a pair of charming B-cup breasts. Small, but not tiny, they were perfectly rounded. The two milky-white globes quivered with the girls rising and falling chest. They were topped with two pink, soft and puffy nipples. Maggie's eyes moved further, past the girl's toned stomach, where her strong diaphragm contracted and expanded with breath. She watched as the girl's pelvic bones created a kind of valley at the girl's waist. Two creamy, toned thighs framed what Maggie was waiting for. The valley of the girl's pelvis rose up to a mountain as the girl's mound of venus came into view. The pronounced, pale mound was topped with a light dusting of dark, curly hair. At the girl's hooded clitoris, the mound parted into two thick, puffy lips which concealed the girl's virgin passageway save for a single spot in the middle where Maggie could view the pink flesh within. The lips resealed themselves at the bottom of the girl's vagina, and the smooth skin ran farther back to a hidden point that Maggie could not yet see.

       Maggie roused herself and stepped back from the sleeping girl for a moment. She turned and looked at her own body in the mirror behind her. She was naked, as she preferred to be in the playroom, and she unconsciously compared her body to the girl's. She was younger looking. She had dark, middle-eastern looking skin. Her dirty blond hair exploded from her head like a lion's mane. Her carmel skin was smooth and tight. She had small, developing breasts, her hairless vagina was a perfect camel toe, and her butt cheeks were tight and prominent. She flexed her back, and her ribcage stood out against her chest. She smiled as her stretched nipples puckered in the cold air of the playroom.

       Maggie turned back to the girl on the table. She took the piece of paper that had come with the girl when she was dropped off. In big, bold letters, it read:

                                   NAME

                          Katie Hallenson

                                     AGE

                                16

                             VIRGIN?

                               Yes

At the bottom, there was a handwritten note:

               Hope you like this one, Honey!

               You can keep her for as long as you want!

               She's very special, and we worked hard to get her,

               so don't wear her out right away! :)

               Love,

               Mom and Dad

       

       Maggie smiled. Her parents really had outdone themselves this time. Living a privileged childhood had it's perks. From a young age, Maggie's parent's had seen that their little girl had an urge to dominate others. Not wanting to deprive their little girl of her innermost desires, they had used their enormous wealth to make sure their girl always had a slave, even from a young age.

       At first, it was easy. All Maggie would want to do when she was little was play games with the kids. Her parents ran a foster home, and allowed Maggie to be in charge of all of the kids. Eventually, they aged out, and no harm was done. By the time Maggie was 7 or 8, the games had gotten more serious. Still drawing from the shelters, they would offer kids a place to stay, but then would turn them over to Maggie, who made them her personal servants, waiting on her at all times of the day. If they didn't perform, Maggie might punish them, but never with enough force to harm them. These kids, too, faded away after long enough, and went back to the streets and shelters where Maggie's parents had found them with little to no harm done.

       However, when Maggie hit puberty, she began sexually experimenting with her slaves. The first time she did it was when she was 10, with a slave named Mara. Maggie's parents heard screaming, so they rushed to their daughters room. To their surprise, and delight, Maggie and Mara were both naked. Maggie had tied Mara's small, prepubescent form to the bed, and had begun shoving fingers in Mara's vagina and anus. Maggie's parent's watched with pride as their dominatrix daughter painfully finger fucked her slave in the girl's virgin orifices, making a bloody mess from the girl's torn entrances. When Maggie finally brought her bloodied, tortured slave to an orgasm, she experimented on herself, running her hands over her untouched sex and bringing herself to her first orgasm before her delighted parent's eyes.

       From that point on, Maggie's parents knew that their daughter's needs would change. Watching what she did with her slaves closely to determine what she liked, they built her her own soundproofed torture "playroom" in the basement. The room had torture devices and sex toys of every shape and size, but it's main attraction was a large, motorized restraining structure in the center of the room. Once the slave was strapped in, the structure could morph into any thinkable arrangement, be it a table, or simply a pole. Around the main structure was an array of tubes, hoses, and wires sprouting from the ceiling and floor. They could deliver suction, pressure, and electricity through a wide selection of interchangeable attachments which went on the ends. The whole system was controlled by a central computer which also could monitor the slave's vitals. They presented the playroom to Maggie on her 12th birthday.

       From that point out, Maggie's parents had to find slaves more frequently, and now sometimes by abducting them from the streets. Sometimes, Maggie pushed her slaves too far sexually, and they sustained injuries, or even died from pain, exhaustion, injuries, or a mix of all three. For the most part, though, once Maggie felt that she was finished with a slave, her parents would use drugs to wipe their brains of the memories, and put them back in their homes, sending lots of money with them, to make sure they didn't investigate any distant memories?

Now, Maggie was 15, and had one of the best slaves she had ever received.

Katie was still sleeping when Maggie screwed the razor attachment into one of the electrical cords. She maxed the power and began to shave off the light dusting of hair on Katie's vagina. After about five minutes, she stopped and ran her fingers over the skin. It was almost frictionless.

Maggie smiled to herself and pulled a tube of lotion from a cart nearby. She squirted some into her palm and massaged it into the girls freshly shaven sex organ, kneading the skin of her mound and rubbing and pulling the girl's succulent lips.

Katie moaned in her sleep at Maggie's touch, furrowing her brow in concentration. As Maggie finished, Katie's eyes fluttered open. Maggie watched the girl closely.

Katie saw the dark ceiling above her as she opened her eyes. She suddenly realized she wasn't at home. She tried to move her arms and legs, but met resistance against straps holding her down. In a panic, she tried to raise her head. She lifted her head slightly, and saw her breasts jiggling before her eyes as she panted for breath. She could see her mound between the two swaying globes, and her feet a little farther down.

She was naked. She didn't know why? And her vagina felt very sensitive, as if it had been recently touched. She panted in fear, and wailed out.

"HELP!!!!" The young girl screamed.

Maggie watched with interest as Katie adjusted to her surroundings.

Katie looked around for a way out, when she suddenly saw the nude girl standing next to her. The girl was stunning, younger than she was, but only by a little. She saw the girl smiling, she saw her nipples standing fully erect, and she saw the girl's tight vagina leaking a tiny drop of cum. Katie suddenly knew that she wasn't going anywhere. She moaned in sadness, and began to quietly sob on the table.

Maggie watched the girl cry for a moment, and then spoke.

"There, there, dear. Calm yourself." She ran a fingernail down Katie's chest, between her breasts, and all the way down her now shaven slit.

Katie shuddered in pleasure at the girl's touch. She didn't know what to feel, she simply had too many emotions and sensations coursing through her at the moment.

"You could be sad about all of this, but, eventually, it will be over," Maggie cooed to the frightened girl. "Yes? Eventually, in one way or another, the torture will stop, but in the meantime, you have no control over anything. So you may as well suck it up and bear it. Who knows? You might even enjoy it."

Maggie looked down at the Katie's tear-stained face and smiled. Katie twisted her lips in an awkward formation, neither smiling nor frowning, but somewhere in-between.

"Since you just got here, we won't do very much tonight, and I am rather tired anyways," Maggie mused.

"I think I'll just explore your little butt a bit, sound good?" Maggie asked.

Katie opened her eyes wide, "No?" she said with a breathless whisper.

Maggie gave a devilish grin. "Oh, yes! I think it will be very fun!"

Maggie turned back to the computer, and reshaped the structure so that Katie's lower half was now at a 90§ angle to her upper one, with her legs spread and her butt raised in the air.

Katie grunted as the structure twisted and stretched her body. She whimpered as Maggie took her firm butt cheeks and inspected what lay between.

Maggie examined the girls backside. She had a perfect bubble butt, with the two round, firm cheeks concealing the tiny rosebud of a hole between.

With excitement, Maggie took one of the electrical wires and one of the pressure/suction tubes from the ceiling. She selected cone-shaped nozzle that had small metal conductor strips on the sides. She screwed it onto the pressure/suction tube and then also attached the electrical wire.

Katie watched in horror as her torturer prepared the evil looking contraption that was about to be put in her most sensitive area.

Satisfied with the nozzle, Maggie took a tube of lubricant and greased the nozzle with it thoroughly. Then she put her head between Katie's legs and smiled with an evil grin.

"Bombs away!" Maggie said.

With that, Maggie pushed the nozzle into Katie's tight, puckered opening.

As Katie felt the nozzle at her entrance, she screwed up her eyes in concentration and clenched her anal muscles tightly.

Maggie pushed against Katie's arguing orifice. She knew that the girl wouldn't be able to hold up for very long.

Katie held for as long as she could, but, when she relaxed her muscles just a tiny bit, the nozzle found it's way into her sphincter, and became lodged in her rectum.

Maggie smiled as she got the nozzle in, and looked at Katie, who was now straining trying to push out the foreign object. She was flexing her legs and bucking her hips, moaning in frustration at her lack of success.

Maggie went to the computer and set the electrical current to the lowest setting.

Instantly, Katie went rigid on the table. A small squeak escaped her lips, and she shuddered in agony. Maggie set the nozzle to a light suction, and Katie's form became even more pained, as she felt the tube buried in her rectum sucking at the bottom of her intestinal tract.

Maggie stood next to Katie and looked at the girl.

Katie was shaking in pain from the combined suction and electricity. Her breasts were shuddering, and her face was contorted in a mask of pain and suffering, her eyes shut tight and her teeth clenched. Low grunts escaped from her mouth as she tried to endure the torture. Every moment or so, she spasmed on the table, releasing the pain she was trying to hold inside with a squeak from her mouth. Sometimes, she released a sob or two. It was getting extremely difficult for her to not scream out in agony.

Maggie smiled. She knew that Katie was just trying to be brave. It wouldn't last long. But for now, Maggie admired the girls resilience. It gave her ideas for later?

Maggie decided that Katie had had enough for one evening. She returned to the computer and shut off the devices.

Katie spasmed and bucked on the table as the pain abruptly stopped. She couldn't help it as her body had involuntary movements to try and stretch the muscles she had been working so hard to keep in place.

Maggie watched as Katie took deep, shuddering breaths, trying to recover from the torture. She removed the nozzle with a soft "pop" as it exited the girl's anus. Maggie saw the girls anal and vaginal muscles contracting in pain, widening and shrinking.

"So, there you are, Katie" Maggie said. "Day one. What did you think?"

Katie, in pain and frustration, couldn't hold it in anymore. She began to softly sob on the table. Her tears poured from her eyes, and her breasts heaved. She shook with agony.

Maggie smiled. "Wonderful, Katie. Oh, and by the way, you can call me Maggie. I think this is the start of an excellent friendship."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 2

Maggie returned the next day. As she entered the playroom, she realized that she must not have released Katie from the structure last night in the excitement of her tortureÉ

Katie was still bound to the structure, which was in a table position. The poor girl had not eaten, slept, or gone to the bathroom in almost 15 hours. She was starting to become delirious with pain and exhaustion.

Maggie went to the table and undid the straps holding Katie down. She led the girl to the cleaning and resting area, which contained a small bedroom and bathroom.

Katie could barely hold herself up. Maggie took her into the bathroom and bound her to a bottomless chair in the corner of the room. Then, Maggie reached underneath the girl, and inserted an enema tube and a light suction device to collect urine. She went to a panel on the wall and tapped a button to begin the cleansing.

Katie let out a guttural moan as the enema and suction began, and her strained bowels and bladder gratefully emptied themselves.

Once it seemed that Katie had thoroughly evacuated herself, Maggie stood her up and took her to a shower stall where she chained the girl's arms to the walls and feet to the floor.

"Just know, Katie," Maggie began as she turned on the faucet and began to fill a bucket of warm, soapy water. "That if you behave, I'll let you wash and go to the bathroom without restraints, but for right now, I need to be careful."

With that, Maggie took a sponge and soaked it in the bucket of water. She then began to wash Katie slowly and gently with the sponge, watching the soapy water cascade down the contours of the girl's body. It ran in rivulets between her breasts and between the cheeks of her butt.

Maggie washed her breasts thoroughly, massaging the globes with the warm water, then moved to Katie's rear end. She worked her hands between Katie's firm butt cheeks and washed the space between. Then she douched Katie's vagina, going over the intricate folds and bumps that brought so much pleasure.

Katie moaned as Maggie massaged her vagina.  She rocked her hips back and forth against the girls fingers.

Maggie began to feel her own pussy moisten at Katie's positive response to her touches. She unchained the girl,  and toweled her off, then led her to a bed in the corner of the room. She laid Katie down on her back and lowered her equally nude form on top.

Maggie kissed the beautiful girl below her, darting her tongue in and out, occasionally chewing on a lip.

Katie was tired and spent from the ordeals of the last 24 hours, but now felt a primal feeling grow inside her at Maggie's loving and sensitive movements. Out of pure exhaustion and a primal sexuality, she succumbed to her master.

Maggie's lips kissed down Katie's elegant neck, and she took one of Katie's succulent nipples into her mouth.

Katie's brow did its distinctive furrow as she felt Maggie stimulating her nipples with her tongue. She whimpered quietly in pleasure as Maggie took more of Katie's sensitive breasts into her mouth, rolling the nubs around with her teeth and applying gentle suction.

Maggie began to rub her own vagina against Katie's, shivering as her clit ran between Katie's labia. The two girls began to moan louder and louder as their vaginal lips rubbed against each other, each one slick with the other's juices.

The two girls were a piece of artwork on the bed. The carmel-skinned dominatrix nymph rubbing herself on the pale, toned girl below. Maggie's almost nonexistent breasts meeting with Katie's small and perky ones, the girls' nipples fully erect and sending waves of pleasure to the teens as they were dragged across the other's smooth skin.

Maggie's moans grew louder and louder until she was right on the brink of orgasm. At that point, she crawled up and sat on Katie's mouth. Her thigh's wrapped around Katie's head and her hand's clenched the girl's thick hair.

"Lick me, you slut. Eat me out and make me cum." Maggie commanded in a husky whisper.

Katie was overwhelmed with horniness, and did so, furiously licking and kissing the pussy of the girl who a mere 15 hours ago had tortured her mercilessly.

Maggie tensed on Katie's head. She threw back her head and opened her mouth wide, screaming as her body tensed and her vaginal muscles contracted, bringing her to an orgasm from Katie's mouth.

Katie felt Maggie's vagina tighten around her tongue, which was buried inside of it, and felt her thrash in an orgasm. She grabbed Maggie's hips and ran her hands over the smooth, tight skin.

Maggie sat on Katie's head for another moment as she came down from her sexual climax, and then lowered herself down so that her head was at Katie's virgin opening.

"That was very good, Katie. And now you get a reward." Maggie said.

Maggie dove her head into Katie's tight snatch, devouring her virgin lips and clit.

Katie, who had never been stimulated by someone else before, threw her hips in the air and moaned in delight at Maggie's ministrations to her pussy. It only took a moment of licking, and then Katie felt the feeling of an orgasm build in her lower stomach and spread to every part of her body.

Katie arched her back and went rigid on the bed for a moment, then began to convulse on the mattress, arms and legs flailing in the ecstasy of orgasm.

Maggie watched Katie's vagina dilate and contract in pleasure, a moment later, it began to shoot stream after stream of cum into her face. Maggie grinned as she felt Katie's juices hit her face. The girl was a squirter, she couldn't wait to exploit that.

After about a minute of intense orgasm, Katie went limp and passed out from exhaustion.

Maggie slowly raised herself and looked at Katie's nude form on the bed, her breasts slowly rising and falling, and a small smile on her lips.

"Oh, KatieÉ" Maggie said to herself, "That was fun. Let's just remember why I really want you here." With that, Maggie rebound Katie's arms and legs to the sides of the bed. "That was a night of fun, and tomorrowÉ we'll get back to business."

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter 3

Maggie approached the nude girl on the cot.

After their unexpected romp the other night, Maggie had shackled her sleeping slave with arm and foot braces, making sure that the girl wouldn't be able to escape.

Maggie took Katie by the arm and led the half-asleep, shuffling girl over to the torture structure. Katie was moving slowly, trying to wake herself from sleep. Maggie took a key and unlocked the shackles from her slave, then made her put her back to the structure.

Maggie took straps and put them across Katie's arms and legs, as well as across her midsection. She secured the girls head in a head brace, and then, satisfied with Katie's lack of mobility, went back to the computer terminal, where she reshaped the structure to resemble a table, with Katie lying on her back.

Katie whimpered as the structure moved. She knew that more pain was coming, and tried to steel herself, but felt hot tears run down her cheeks nonetheless.

Maggie then returned to Katie and looked down at the girl's face, getting close enough so that their noses were almost touching.

"KatieÉ" Maggie cooed. She watched her slave's breath quicken, the small breasts rising faster and faster. "You are so beautiful, that I completely fell for you last night. I certainly enjoyed it."

Katie tried to make sense of her confusing master, but the emotions she felt were too strong. She felt both anger towards this cruel mistress that had imprisoned and tortured her, and yet also felt love towards the girl who had showed such mercy with her and loved her so sensually. Giving up, all Katie could do was look up with wide, frightened eyes.

"You should know, that your quite special. I won't break youÉ At least not for a whileÉ" Maggie continued, rubbing Katie's pert breasts, and listening to the girl's quiet moans of sensuality. "However, I let you go much too far last night, and now, you must be punished." Maggie's eyes lit up with an evil smile, and she took her hand and slapped Katie's exposed pussy.

Katie spasmed on the table from the pain, emitting a loud yelp as the slap on her unprotected sex echoed around the dungeon.

Maggie walked over to a nearby cart and removed a speculum from the top shelf. She returned to Katie, who was panting in fear of the object.

Maggie ran a finger down Katie's swollen slit, and pressed the cold, metal bill of the speculum against the girl's tight vagina.

Katie's eyes rolled back into her head at the feeling of the cold metal against her pussy lips. She arched her back, trying to escape the probing, cold device.

Maggie ignored Katie's frantic struggle to remove herself from the speculum, and began to push the object into Katie's love tunnel, stopping when she felt the resistance of Katie's hymen. She opened the speculum, and Katie moaned as her smooth lips were stretched apart and her insides were revealed. Maggie could see the girls hymen clearly, the thin sheet of flesh covering the treasures within.

Maggie looked up at Katie, who was lying back with her breasts rapidly rising and falling, panting in trepidation of what she knew was coming.

"You know, Katie, it's really a shame. Popping your cherry probably would've been something all the boys in your school would have fought over. The good news is that I can spare you the social drama." With that, Maggie took her fingers, clenched tightly in a fist, and inserted them into her slave's opened hole. She felt the slick surface of the hymen against her fist, and felt Katie's body stiffen in anticipation of the unbearable pain she knew was coming.

Maggie savored the moment, running her free hand over Katie's smooth mound, before pushing her fist into the layer of skin that was Katie's maidenhood.

Katie screamed aloud in the dungeon as Maggie's fist broke through her virginity, thrashing wildly against the table in pain and sobbing loudly.

Maggie smiled and pushed her fist all the way through, removing the barrier to Katie's reproductive tract.

Taking out her bloody hand, Maggie toweled it off and watched to see how Katie would recover.

Katie lay on the table, crying with great, shuddering sobs at the loss of her virginity to her torturer. She slowly tried to regain her composure, quietly whimpering as she felt the air whip at her exposed wound.

Maggie took one of the electric wires from the ceiling and attached a very small pad to the end. She then inserted it into Katie's stretched vagina, going past her now deflowered hymen, and probing with her fingers until she found the rough patch that was Katie's g-spot.

Katie instantly froze and shuddered with pleasure as the spot deep in her love tunnel was pressed down. She felt Maggie's fingers probe her inner walls, and then felt the small pad adhere onto her g-spot.

Maggie removed her fingers, and then removed the speculum. Katie's young vagina tightened again, leaving only the small wire running out from her lips and into the ceiling.

Maggie walked over to the computer terminal and addressed Katie.

"I just put a small electrode onto your g-spot." Katie moaned in fear, feeling the small pad inside of her, and fearing what it would doÉ

"I saw last night that you are a squirter when you cum, so I'm going to try and make you squirt with an electrical charge. I have no idea if it'll work, and it will probably cause you more pain than pleasure, but that's why we're here, right?"

Maggie then turned away from the girl and set the electrode to it's lowest power setting on the terminal.

Katie shuddered and moaned as the electrode came to life inside her. It created a tingling sensation inside herÉ It wasn't necessarily unpleasant, but it wasn't very good feeling, either.

"That's level-one, Katie." Maggie said as she watched the girl writhe in discomfort from the unescapable probe.

"Let's see what a little more juice will do." Maggie said. She increased the power of the electrode to level-3.

With the sudden increase in voltage, Katie released a guttural grunt, and began to have involuntary muscle movements, with her shoulders and back arching from the table at irregular intervals. She began to cry as the torture continued mercilessly. The electricity was certainly stimulating, but it was so intense that the feeling was painful. It was like rubbing her clit after an orgasm.

"OO! UghÉ uhnÉ AH! AH! AH! EE! UhnÉ. UghÉ" Katie spurted out the noises as she bucked and squirmed on the table. Her butt rose up and slammed down on its own accord. Maggie went closer and looked at the girl's vagina. The lips were opening and closing with contractions, and she could see the tunnel within dilating and contracting.

Maggie increased the voltage again, this time up to level-8.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" Katie screamed as the electrode stimulated her to the point of sheer and absolute pain. Her back arched from the table, and she went into full body convulsions, trying to remove the small probe inside of herÉ

Maggie went to the table. She was surprised that Katie hadn't cum yetÉ Just to see what would happen, Maggie pushed a finger into Katie's puckered asshole.

Feeling Maggie's finger slide in to her anus sent Katie over the edge. The intense stimulation made her go rigid and spurt cum from her vagina. As her orgasm continued, Katie moaned and thrashed, all the time feeling the buzzing, burning electrode buried within her. After about 5 seconds of squirting and orgasming, Maggie noticed that Katie wasn't losing any intensity with her climax.

Katie felt her orgasm rush over her, and felt the release as she cameÉ But then noticed that her orgasm wasn't stopping. She couldn't stop convulsing on the table, and her poor pussy was still shooting cum, straining harder and harder to produce the liquid.

Maggie watched with interest as Katie's orgasm surpassed twenty seconds. Her pussy was now empty of cum, but continued to convulse anyways, as if it was still squirting. Katie's muscle contractions hadn't ceased yet, making her still buck and writhe on the table, and she could still hear the girl moaning and screaming in orgasmic pleasure. "The electrode must be preventing her from ending her orgasm!" Maggie thought to herself. She wondered how long Katie could sustain it.

Katie had moved from orgasmic pleasure to orgasmic pain. Her orgasm wouldn't stop, and after a minute had passed, she ceased to feel any pleasure, but only felt utter pain from the never-ending muscle contractions. Her ribcage heaved, and she couldn't breatheÉ "P--PLEASEÉ. S--ST--ST--ST--STOP IT!!!!" She grunted out, trying to make the pain end.

Maggie was thrilled as the convulsing girl surpassed the two minute mark in her continuous orgasm. Maggie ran to the computer and put the electrode up even higher, to level-10.

"AAAAAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAAH!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Katie let out a hoarse scream of complete and utter suffering as her never-ending orgasm reached a new point of intensity, making her entire body burn with pain as she felt the electrode begin to sting her terribly inside. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't dislodge the little devilÉ

Katie thrashed harder than ever beforeÉ Then, suddenly, her entire body went rigid. She began to shake violently, and then, with a moan of exhaustion and pain, fell and slumped against the table.

Maggie turned off the electrode. She had made Katie pass out. The girl had had a five minute orgasm.

Maggie took the electrical wire from the now unconscious girl, and yanked out the electrode from within her. As Maggie took it out, the acrid fumes of boiled cum wafted up from the streaming little probe. Poor Katie's vaginal muscles were still contracting, making her hips still bounce on the table as if they were possessed.

Maggie knew that she would have more fun with Katie, now that she knew she had the power of a neverending orgasm.

She cleaned up her slave, and put her to bed. Then, she ran up to her room, and went to bed with thoughts of torture in her mind...

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter 4

Katie was weak and hurt from the violent vaginal torture she had endured, so Maggie had given her some time to recover.

A week later, after being treated for her wounds and returning back to full health, Katie was in her cell in the playroom. Waiting for her mistress.

Maggie got to her house in the late afternoon, after having gone out with her friends. From the outside, the house was massive, dominating the entire neighborhood; but not one person would have guessed what horrors that magnificent opulence hidÉ

Slamming the door behind her, Maggie removed her jacket and backpack, throwing them on the floor. Behind her, she could already hear the butlers and maids silently picking up her things.

Entering into the enormous living room, Maggie saw her mother stretched out on the couch, resting comfortably while reading a book.

As Maggie drew closer, her mother's eyes snapped up to look at her daughter. Standing, she set down the book she was reading, "Techniques of Sadism: How to Bring S&M Into Your Sex Life."

"Maggie, dearest!" Her mother cooed. "How was your day, darling?"

Maggie's mother spoke with the inflection of the super-rich, that distinctive tonality that just seemed to ooze wealth.

"Fine, Mother." Maggie responded curtly. "What was that you were reading?"

"Oh, just looking up some new ideas for that cute little slave of yours, darling. She really is quite a gem. I was just washing her up earlier todayÉ What a figure!"

"YesÉ" Maggie said, drifting off. She could already feel a wet spot building at her panties. "She is something, isn't she?"

Maggie's mother nodded enthusiastically. "Dear, have you tried anything else with suction on her yet?"

"Not yet," Maggie responded. "I have a few ideas, why?"

"Well, have you gotten a chance to use that milking machine that your father and I got you for Christmas, yet?"

Maggie's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh! I completely forgot about that! It would be perfect!" Suppressing a giggle of girlish delight, she ran to her room.

A day later, Maggie approached her mother again.

"Mother, would you like to join me in the playroom? Katie has got her strength back. I think I'll start her on that milking machine tonight."

Maggie's mother gave her dominatrix daughter a kindly smile. "Dearest, I love to watch you work, but I just have far too much on my plate at the moment. Perhaps another time?"

Maggie was already halfway to the library in the house by the time her mother finished speaking. "Absolutely!" She shouted back as she ran.

Maggie entered the dark, velvet covered room that was the library. She approached the bookshelf on the far side, and ran her hands over the spines of the books. Her hand came to rest on a blood-red volume entitled, "A Study of Pain."

Maggie grabbed the spine of the book and pulled it out until it stopped suddenly. Maggie heard a small click, and then watched as the bookcase swung out to reveal a small elevator.

Maggie closed the case behind her, and stepped into the elevator. It had only one destination. The playroom.

Five stories below her home, the doors of the elevator opened to reveal the enormous dungeon that Maggie's parents had built for her.

Moving fast, and disrobing as she walked, Maggie approached the young girl bound to the table in the center of the room.

By the time Maggie had reached her slave, she was completely naked. Her nipples were like two small bullets, and her tight pussy was dripping with cum. She breathed heavily as she looked down at her slave with a smile.

Katie looked up with wide eyes at her young mistress. Her mouth was blocked by a ball gag, and her anus and pussy were both filled with tubes to remove waste from her. She took, deep, controlled breaths, trying to focus her mind and not be intimidated by the thought of torture.

Transcending words with her venomous grin, Maggie removed the tubes from Katie's nether regions and undid the gag from the girls soft mouth.

Maggie then strode briskly to a corner of the dungeon where a machine sat idly on a cart.

The thing looked bizarre to Katie, who breathed faster in fear. On the cart was a box with two cylinders protruding from the top. Within the glass cylinders were two back accordion-like pumps. The face of the machine was littered with dials and buttons. The side closest to Katie had three tubes sprouting from it. Two were topped with cylindrical attachments, while one had a more triangular shape.

Maggie took the tubes with the cylinders on the end and lowered them onto Katie's breasts, directly over her nipples. Maggie pressed the two cylinders into the soft flesh, and Katie could feel the adhesive sticking to her skin. Maggie then pushed a button on the side of the cylinders, and Katie screamed painfully as a small array of very short needles penetrated from the base of the suction cups into her breasts, holding them in place.

Katie's chest heaved in pain. A tear ran down her cheek as the two tall cylinders swayed on her chest.

Maggie then took the triangular attachment and covered Katie's pussy with it. It encompassed her mound to her perineum, and a moment later, Katie screamed in pain again as the needles locked it in place.

Maggie panted with excitement as she watched the bound girl whimper in pain, with the tubes attached to her breasts and pussy gently swaying with her frenzied breaths.

Maggie adjusted a few knobs and dials on the machine, and then pushed a green button in the center.

Katie arched her back towards the suction, moaning in pain and pleasure as the milking machine gently sucked on her breasts. She could feel the sensitive tissue of her nipples pulled into the vacuum, and could feel the same happening with her extremely engorged labia.

Maggie watched Katie with extreme horniness. In fact, she was so desperate to get off, that she took a electrical wire from the ceiling and screwed in a small anal probe on the end. She pushed the small nub into her own anus, and put it on a low setting on the computer, while Katie writhed in pain and pleasure on the table.

Maggie threw back her head and purred as the nub came to life within her, vibrating the back of her g-spot, while emitting just a tiny charge to stimulate the sensitive tissues in her rectum. She plunged her fingers into her pussy, and rubbed her clit furiously.

As Maggie got close to her orgasm, she reached over towards the milking machine, and set the power to the highest level.

The pleasure Katie had been feeling instantly evaporated as the machine began to suck much harder on her tits and pussy. As the suction increased to almost unbearable levels, Katie began to scream in pain.

"AAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!" Screamed the writhing young girl as the machine demanded fluids from her teen body. The suction was so intense that she could feel the breast milk that was hiding in the recesses of her chest slowly make its way out of her strained nipples.

Listening to her slave screaming, with one hand pushing on her g-spot, another pinching her nipples, and the anal probe gently vibrating her rectum, Maggie suddenly screamed in pleasure and went weak at the knees in the throws of an orgasm. She grabbed the edge of the torture table to steady herself as she regained her composure, a small stream of cum running down her inner thighs. Meanwhile, Katie continued to thrash about on the table as the suction pulled on her.

Maggie's carmel skin was drenched with sweat from her orgasm, and she removed the anal probe from her tight butt cheeks while she decided what she would do with the convulsing girl in front of her. She knew that Katie would squirt for her, but how would she make it happen?

Suddenly struck by an idea, Maggie placed her palm on the girl's shaking stomach, and began to gently massage the area right above where the suction cup was attached, pressing firmly into the soft flesh.

Katie moaned in pleasure as her g-spot was stimulated just enough for her to go into the convulsions of an orgasm. She began to spray her juices from her vagina, which the milking machine greedily sucked up. With the suction applied, she squirted much more than usual, filling almost a cup before she finally stopped and went limp.

Maggie turned off the milking machine, and watched Katie try to recover. Her deep breaths shook the tubes attached to her body.

Maggie took the suction cup off of Katie's now slick vagina. The girl's labia was engorged to at least twice its normal size, and her clitoris was tall and stiff. She then removed the nipple cups, and observed the girls now ridiculously swollen nipples, which protruded from her chest like two thimbles. A small dot of blood was on the tips of each of the strained orifices.

While she let Katie catch her breath, Maggie observed the collection tanks of the milking machine. Katie had produced, surprisingly, almost a quarter of a cup of breast milk. Which was quite surprising seeing as she hadn't ever been pregnant. The amount of cum she had produced was impressive, as usual.

Suddenly feeling quite kinky, Maggie took out the two containers from the machine and brought them over to Katie, who was now slightly recovered from her ordeal.

Maggie took the container of breast milk and held it to Katie's lips. She forced the edge of the container between them, and made the strapped down girl drink her own breast milk, before she took the container of cum and poured it all over her chest, making her swollen nipples slick with her own juices.

Looking at the wet girl with the trickle of milk running from her lips strapped to the table before her, Maggie laid down on top of her slave, feeling the girl's sweet, sticky cum against her body. Straddling Katie, Maggie moved her hips down so that the two girls labias were touching each other. Then, Maggie began to lovingly hump her slave, tribbing her engorged pussy lips.

Maggie ran her body up and down the immobile girl. Suddenly, her clit became lodged between Katie's labia, and the two girls, one out of intense horniness, and the other out of sheer sexual stimulation, came on each other.

Maggie's carmel form fell forward onto Katie, and the two girls lay on the table, exhausted, thinking about what might come next.

TO BE CONTINUED