THE CEREMONY - PUNISHMENT
The crawl back was really hard on my knees now but Slave Mistress didn't slow
her quick pace back to the conference room. Once there I was again placed in
front of the gathered member's in position 3 to await further orders.
"Now assembled guests and member's Master Troy will provide an explanation of
his new device before we proceed with the next phase of entertainment planned
for tonight" she announced as I knelt next to her.
"Good evening friends, it's a pleasure to be here tonight to demonstrate the
improved version of the portable dungeon. As you know the Society has been
working on this for sometime and this model is much improved over the manual one
now available. This one is fully automated with microchip processor's so the
slave's position can be changed without ever releasing them. It's design really
owes much to the auto industry as it is really a modified automatic convertible
top mechanism. It provides a means of securing a slave for punishment or
enjoyment without having to have an in house dungeon with hooks and pulleys
installed. It can actually be used in a room with standard ceilings and breaks
down into four units that can be lifted by a slave for easy storage and
transportation. As you know the Society sells these units but they also can be
rented, training is required before purchase or rental but classes are available
at our resorts. Now with the out further delay let me show you just how good it
works", he announced like a child showing off a new toy.
I listened to Master Troy's sales pitch while trying to get a look at his brain
child, it looked like some kind of universal gym with four hinged posts located
at each corner of an X shaped base. A tug on my braid had me standing between
the posts. Slave Mistress had a slave attache the ankle cuffs to two of the
arms, the wrist cuffs were attached to the higher ones. My hands were about
shoulder height with my ankles only 2' apart and my heart beating hard in
anticipation of just what this portable dungeon was capable of.
"Now don't worry bitch the machine itself won't hurt you, it's just like
electric windows in a car so the machine can't pull your arms and legs out" he
informed me laughingly. "It's set to stop when to much pressure is encountered"
he assured me as he petted my head like I was an imbecile, I felt a flush of
anger at being treated like this but quickly put aside any idea of smart remarks
given the circumstances.
"Now I will have Slave Mistress Joyce continue on with tonight's entertainment,
if you have any questions regarding the new machine please come and see me", he
finished to a nice applause as Slave Mistress again took center stage again.
"First we will have a group participation event before we actually get into
picking people to administer the over 100 punishment strokes this slave has
earned so far tonight. Now as we pick ticket numbers the person will come
forward and take three pins from the basket and place them anywhere on the slave
they wish, except for the cunt or clit, that honor will be for the last ticket
holder only. Slave 982899 (Sandra approached again wearing her starched white
men's shirt, I hadn't heard her addressed by number before, so the first two
digits signified what year we had become slaves) come here for your part in
this".
First a telescoping rod was connected between my wrist cuffs, then using the
control panel Slave Mistress moved the posts connected to my wrists so my arms
were extended out fully and pulled apart until I was Y shaped. Then the arms
connected to my ankles moved out until my legs were spread wide enough to start
putting tension on the inside of my thighs, I was now in a X position, with my
feet flat on the floor, but my body was fully accessible from all angles.
Next the ring on my braid was attached to a leather belt and flipped over the
rod so it hung down over my head. I didn't have to wait long to find out just
what this was for, a light bungee cord was attached to the end of the belt, two
padded prongs were inserted into my nose and the belt adjusted so the tension on
my nose required me to keep my head level or the hooks pulled at my nose. It
effectively made any movement of my head put strain on nostrils which while
uncomfortable with small movements would be painful if I moved it to much.
"Of course it wouldn't be fair for this new slave to not have any chance at
pleasure tonight so slave 982899 will be placed between her legs to lick her
cunt while the pins are placed on her. But for the membership's pleasure there
will be a contest between these two slut's. The rules are simple, if slave
982899 succeeds in making the new slave cum then she will be rewarded with a
free orgasm at any time how ever she wants while bitch will have a pin put on
her clit. If bitch succeeds in not cumming then 982899 will be awarded 25
punishment strokes along with being raffled off tonight to a lucky member for
their use for two days and bitch will not have her clit pinned". Slave
Mistress looked at me and Sandra who had been placed between my open thighs to
make sure we understood the rules, then with a smile she announced that the
drawing would begin.
I pulled my head down so I could see who got the first number, the hooks in my
nose pulled it up but I was able to make out it was a women. She took the 3
wooden cloths pins and approached me smiling, looking me over to see just where
she could place them. At the same time Sandra started to lick my pussy softly
as her finger's played along the inside of my thighs. My hips jerked
involuntarily as her skillful tongue started on my wet open pussy. I was
extemely sensitive from the light beating it had received from the small rod
earlier
The women ran her nails over my sides, then across my stomach, then up over my
breasts until her fingernail moved across my nipple. It was very tender from
the earlier abuse which caused me to arch up and away from her touch. She
smiled so sweetly as she applied the first pin to my left nipple so I was again
in misery . Though Sandra was truly gifted with her tongue my arousal was
cooled then doused completely as she put the second one on my other nipple,
letting go of it so it snapped shut. I gritted my teeth as the ends of my tits
were again persecuted for their enjoyment.
I twisted my body trying to turn away from her but the nose piece was truly
diabolical in it's simplicity. I really couldn't move my body without also
moving my head so the nose hooks pulled and stretched my nose painfully. She
stroked my cheeks with her long fingernails while deciding where the last one
would go.
"Open up bitch and stick out your tongue" she ordered me.
I looked at her dumfounded so she simply took the top of my head and pulled it
back painfully pulling my nose out and causing me to look directly up at the
ceiling. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue you fucking pig faced cunt"
she angrily commanded me.
I opened my mouth sticking my tongue out but she continued to press my head down
until it felt like my tongue would detach from my mouth, or my nose would be
torn open. "That's better, now keep it that way" she warned me letting the
pressure off my head.
I kept my tongue pushed out fearing further pain in my nose to what she had in
mind. She put her face close to mine warning me that if I pulled my tongue in
or closed my mouth she would make sure my head would touch my back before she
put the third pin on me. She tilted my head back, my mouth gaping open then as
I strained my eyes to watch her, she pursed her lips and simply drooled a large
amount of saliva directly over my tongue and into my mouth.
I started to gag, but her whispered warning to me about the consequences of not
staying fully open kept my mouth open wide. Now she leaned towards my mouth and
spit into it, then as the gob of spit started working it's way down my throat
she put the cloths pin on my tongue, the jaws closing about half an inch from
the tip. She pulled my head forward enough to jerk my nose up then walked away
as the onlookers congratulated her on further debasing me in front of everyone.
The pin on my tongue stung, but the ones on my nipples hurt horrible, I couldn't
even close my mouth to swallow properly so it took many tries to finally get all
the spit down my throat. As the next number was drawn I could feel Sandra
working at getting me off. I didn't think she'd have a chance of winning but
right now even if the tonguing felt good it was a far road to orgasm for me.
There was no hurry to pick numbers so the process was slow, with those not
occupied with other attractions (I'd seen one women getting a tonguing from a
slave when I'd entered the room so I assumed the slave's were being used for the
attendee's sexual pleasure during the entire evening) were providing helpful
suggestions to those who couldn't make up their minds.
I would guess at least 15 or 20 persons were allowed to "decorate me", Slave
Mistress warned me several times to keep my eyes open, if I closed them to long
she would simply pull my head backward to painfully remind me to watch. Pins
were placed around my tits, arm pits, stomach, belly button and along the sides
of my body. Some were placed on the backs of my arms along with my ears.
All the while Sandra was busily slurping away at my now wet cunt, the pins hurt,
I'd put them on myself many times but most of these people only pinched a small
amount of skin between the jaws so it hurt more. I would get a good piece of
skin between them when I did it, the initial pain did die down after the area
became numb, even my sore abused nipples finally stopped hurting as they become
numb again.
I didn't know how many people were going to be allowed to place pins on me but I
think my body was beginning to fill up when someone finally decided to start
putting some on my ass and thighs. This did cause me to jerk about as the welts
were tender, my nose felt like it was being pulled from my face and tears were
running down my cheeks. Yet Sandra still was skillful enough that my arousal
was still building, slowly, but building non the less.
As a small well dressed older women was looking me over to decide just were some
open space was left Sandra entered me with her finger. I felt it fuck me
slowly, searching for that special spot that she knew was there. By this time I
was sweating, I could feel the beads of moisture run down my arm pits, then
along my sides. I tried to fight it off, moaning a low no as her finger found
just the right spot deep inside the roof of my vagina.
The women placed one on each ear, then one on the skin of neck, just below my
jaw. My body started to twitch, then jerk, I twisted around in my bonds trying
to pull myself off the invading finger as her mouth closed around my clit and
started sucking gently. The women stepped out of my eye sight just as a
powerful orgasm rocked my body.
"Noooooooooooooo" I cried out as my head flew back, my body went rigid as the
violent orgasm radiated through my body. A second one rolled over me before the
first had finished, I no longer cared about the discomfort from the pins, the
nose hook didn't stop me from thrashing my head about, the crowd of people
stopped talking and all watched as one of the most personal things a person can
do was displayed before their eyes.
I now was wet with perspiration, my hips jerked involuntarily from several mini
orgasms as Sandra gently lapped at my super sensitive clit. I was breathing as
if I'd run five miles and was great full for the restraints holding me up
because I'd have collapsed if not for them.
Slave Mistress dismissed Sandra from between my legs, I felt the wonderful
afterglow of what had to be one of the most powerful cum's of my entire life.
She took the pin off my tongue which hurt but then gave me cold water to drink.
It felt wonderful to have it since my mouth was parched from not being able to
close it for so long.
"Well let's see just who the lucky winner is that can place the pins on bitch's
cunt lips and clit" Slave Mistress announced.
I didn't fully appreciate what she said until the tall blonde women I'd seen
with Master Carl approached me with 5 cloths pins in her hand. My eyes widened
as they looked larger and more powerful then the others that had already been
used. She looked into my eyes, then smiling softly she reached down with her
hand to stroke my clit, I jerked at her touch since it was now super sensitive.
I foolishly couldn't believe she would actually put one on me.
She knelt down, I tried to lower my head to watch but the nose hooks were
uncomfortable so I could only glance down. I felt her fingernails tracing along
my now fully engorged outer lips, her breath against my wet open pussy, then the
first one was attached, I pulled up with all the strength in my legs and arms, I
could feel all my muscles tighten, the tendons on my neck bulged out.
My teeth were clenched so tight I didn't even cry out until she attached the
fourth one, I twisted my hips as I felt her fingers gripping my swollen pussy
lip with her nails. The first three she had closed slowly, the last one she
simply put in position then let go so the jaws snapped shut on the sensitive
lip.
A low pitiful wail escaped my throat as the jaws sent a searing pain through my
groin area. I was taking gulps of air, trying desperately to focus away from
the pain. Then I felt her finger tip rubbing my clit, I couldn't believe it at
first but it felt good. I entire body relaxed, my head slumped forward as much
as the nose hooks would allow as this women tenderly brought back the wonderful
sensations I'd felt from Sandra's tongue.
My hips pushed forward, my legs strained to open up more for her as a finger
pushed inside my wet open hole searching for that magical spot all women have.
I was lost in the pleasure she was inducing in me, I could feel another orgasm
building, I was going to cum hard and there was nothing I could or would do to
stop it.
I felt the pleasure, my body arched up within the limited movement the bindings
allowed as a fierce orgasm again controlled my body. My body seemed suspended
in space as it twitched from the pleasure it had received. My eyes were closed,
my mind far away so I never felt her touching me until the cloths pin closed
around the area of my clitoris.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" the scream tore from my throat as my body violently
convulsed from the scalding pain radiating from what has to be one of the most
sensitive area's of a women's body. It was as if I had an epileptic fit, I was
no longer in control of my body, spit drooled from my mouth like a mad dog and I
thrashed in my bindings. Then I emptied my bladder with one colossal gush of
fluid, I couldn't actually believe that I had any shit in me after the cleaning
but I felt something spray out of my well loosened ass accompanied by a loud wet
fart.
I heard great laughter coming from far away, then it was closer, then a powerful
slap across my face threw my head to the side, the bungee cord attached to the
nose hooks pulled it back over to the other side, then my head bobbled on the
end of it like some doll in the rear of a car. I couldn't focus my eyes but I
could make out several people in front of me fighting. As my eyesight cleared I
saw what was going on and even in my own pain I smiled.
The well dressed blonde was soaked with my piss, it seems she wasn't as
experienced as the Prince was with the consequences of applying pain. She had
remained kneeling in front of me enjoying the sight to long, she was covered
from head to toe in my smelly piss. I think she even got some of my loose shit
on her since it was very loose and I knew I had some on my own thighs.
She had hit me with her hand on the side of my face, it burned from her slap and
my nose now was in considerable pain but I didn't taste any blood. Slave
Mistress and a man came over and removed the nose hook to examine me for damage.
The actual pain between my legs didn't seem so bad, what Master Carl had told me
during our sessions was true, if you didn't think about it then it didn't hurt,
well not that bad anyway. I could even see the slaves hiding behind there hands
laughing at what happened.
I saw Master Carl standing off to the side, his face was covered by his hand but
I could tell he was laughing, even the Prince found it amusing. The women was
screaming obscenities at me and swearing she'd pay me back. She was finally take
from the room fairly forcefully by the large gentleman I'd seen at the elevator
when the guests arrived.
The man removed the cloths pins from around my face, he checked me over pretty
carefully to make sure I wasn't hurt, he and Slave Mistress seemed very
concerned. I assumed he was a doctor and he finally announced that I was fit to
continue. Slave Mistress had two slaves wash off my legs and clean the mess up
off the carpet before we continued. She whispered to me that I needn't fear
retribution from the women for it was obvious that it was something that was
uncontrollable.
The room calmed down, I was given more water to drink since I'd sweated so
heavily with an accompanying comment that I didn't need any more ammunition,
which of course produced more laughing. The mood of the room seemed to take on
more of a relaxed atmosphere or at least it seemed to me it did. I had hoped
that the hated nose hooks would be left out but Slave Mistress dutifully
reinserted them since the doctor said I wasn't injured, then she announced
another segment of the entertainment was to begin.
"Without any more interruptions the next planned event also includes group
participation, of course any member that has already been picked cannot go again
until all the persons present have had an opportunity. Since this slave is
decorated so nicely it's only right that those decorations be removed. Of
course a slave that is just hanging still is not much of a target so to add to
everyone's enjoyment we have come up with something a bit different" she
informed the now quite audience.
I was listening to Slave Mistress but by now the pins on my clit and nipples
were starting to hurt again. She had set the jaws at the base of my clit, not
right on it so I was grateful for that. The rest of them were uncomfortable but
the area's caught between the jaws had gone mostly numb. Now I was worried just
how they were going to get them off of me.
A horizontal light bar was placed just off to my left, my wrists were lowered so
I was no longer stretched out and could flex my legs, of course the strap
holding the bungee cord was adjusted so lowering my head was out of the
question. My legs were spread just another 4 or 5 inches apart which was
uncomfortable but the oddest thing was clear goggles were placed over my eyes.
I couldn't see exactly what was being done between my legs but I was instructed
to raise up on my tip toes, then I felt something touch between my open pussy
lips. Then I was told to squat down as much as I could which caused the nose
hooks to pull my head back and exert a painful wrenching on my nostrils. My
shoulders were pushed on to get me just a bit lower then again I felt something
brush against the area between my cunt and asshole.
Instructed to raise up so I was standing flat footed I felt something ice cold
inserted at least 4" inches inside my cunt. I shivered, tried to pull my legs
together then raised up on my tiptoes to escape this invasion. The object was
pushed up until 3" was inside me even with me on my toes. I was straining to
hold up my body to keep from pushing it further inside me when Slave Mistress
told me to squat.
I started to lower myself, flat footed now the ice cold invader pushed deeper
inside me, then as instructed I settled down onto the cold slick object that was
underneath me. It felt huge going up inside me, stretching my cunt open but it
was smooth and slick so I was able to get all the way inside my cunt, if not for
the cold it actually felt good. I was told to keep in that position as fingers
were fiddling around between my legs. Then ordered up again I quickly complied
since the entire length of my vaginal cannel was freezing, it felt as if I was
being burnt. I knew better then to try to get the last bit out of me but if I
stayed perfectly still on my toes it didn't hurt that badly.
I felt hands pulling my ass cheeks apart, causing me to wince from the stripes
left by the cane, then large hard and well greased object was inserted inside
me. It also felt huge as the larger part of the tapered cone was pushed inside
me but when my well stretched sphincter muscle snapped over the small base it
didn't hurt, it just felt like I needed to take a giant shit. I flexed my ass
muscles trying to get comfortable with this new invader.
Slave Mistress now explained the next performance to her waiting group. "What
we have is an icedickal held by a post positioned beneath this property, as you
can see the slave can't lift off of it. At the base of it is a small lever that
when depressed will set off the small air horn attached to the post. The light
will tell the slave how fast to fuck, if the horn doesn't sound on the down
stroke, or the slave doesn't keep time to the light" Slave Mistress hesitated in
her speech, then raised a small black box up that had a short antenna sticking
out of it and depressed a button.
I felt an electric shock in my ass, my cheeks clamped tight around the plug, I
jerked up even higher onto my toes squealing from the sensation. Slave Mistress
looked over to me, smiled then pressed the button again, this time the shock was
much worse, I cried out as the lower half of my body become rigid. I thought
I'd suck the entire object that had been thrust up my ass into my gut but then
it stopped just as suddenly as it started. My muscles relaxed so I came down
from my toes only to have the ice dick shoved deep inside my warm cunt. Again I
was up on my toes without hesitation.
"Bitch squat down until the horn sounds" Slave Mistress informed me, holding the
small box up with her finger on the button, "of course the charge can be made
much higher".
With that warning I squatted down, expanding my vagina along with freezing it at
the same time. I didn't think I'd ever find the damn switch, finally with my
face pulled almost straight up to the ceiling I felt something pressing the area
between my cunt and asshole, in itself it didn't hurt but I had to exert what
seemed like a lot of pressure on it until I heard the air horn honk loudly. I
raised up to my toes to escape the cold burning inside the entire length of my
vaginal canal.
"The contest isn't so much for the slave, but for you the member's of the
Society it does provide a challenge, while the Master this slave failed to
provide an orgasm to with her suck hole will use this on the back" she raised a
whip which had at least a dozen half inch wide leather tails. "Each selected
member will get three tries at knocking off the pins covering bitch's body.
This will continue until all but the clit and cunt pins have been removed. For
removing the pins the member will be provided with this riding crop", raising
the crop so everyone, including me, could see it.
The crop was about 2' long with a squar leather flap on the end. At this point
I knew there was no use in worrying about how much pain any of this would
entail. Right now my calves were cramping up badly, I lowered myself down flat
footed only to stuff the oversized popsicle deep into my now freezing cunt hole.
The area of my pussy lips touching the ice had gone numb from the cold
constantly against them. The pins on my cunt lips and clit were starting to
throb again, my only wish was that they'd put some ice on my nipples as so they
would also stop throbbing so badly. The discomfort from the cunt and clit pins
along with the sensation of my cunt and ass being filled with two hard fake
cocks had me undulating my pelvis up and back obscenely. It seemed I couldn't
control this pulsing of my lower body much to my embarrassment.
The Master took his whip, smiled at me, removed his coat and took his position
behind me, the first number was drawn, the man took the crop, did a few test
swings then looking at me with great glee took up his position. Now Slave
Mistress went to the light, said they could begin on the count of five then
turned the light on.
I watched the light move slowly down the bar, then a small shock in my ass to
remind me to start fucking and stop watching. I moved in time with the light,
the first down stroke didn't honk my horn so I was given a larger shock. This
made me jerk up quickly, but then the light went to the top then down again, I
tried to keep in cadence with it the best I could.
It wasn't moving to fast so I was able to honk my horn on each down stroke. The
switch didn't hurt as it pushed against the tender spot between my ass hole and
cunt but I knew that the area would become tender after prolonged contact with
it. The nose hook pulled my head back with each downward thrust which was
uncomfortable, and the ice dick hurt since it was so cold but at least it was
slick so I wouldn't rub the inside of my cunt raw, just freeze it.
The whip hit my back with considerably force just under my shoulder blades, it
pushed me forward but didn't hurt at all. It made the usual leather hitting
flesh sound but didn't really produce any pain to speak of. As I fucked myself
in front of everyone my tits swayed in the opposite direction of my movement and
the weight of the pins on my nipples pulled painfully on them. Each honk of the
horn humiliated me, as even if they weren't watching, which Master Carl didn't
appear to be, they would know I was fucking myself.
The man wielding the crop got greedy, he swung for the nipple pins first and
missed on his first two tries. He was swinging across my body, but given I was
going up and down this wasn't the smartest way to swing. She had addressed him
as Mister rather then Master so I assumed he wasn't trained or a member. Of
course all this thinking was going on as I kept time to the light, honked my
horn and had my back whipped which was now producing a light burning sensation
rather then any significant pain.
Someone in the crowd finally told him to swing up or down not across so he got
one on my stomach. The pin flew into the air, the spot on my body it had been
attached to felt like a hot spark had landed their but it quickly faded. The
pain wasn't screaming terrible or anything but it hurt and with all the pins
covering me I soon realized this was going to be uncomfortable for sure.
The next person was quite successful in getting one off my nipple, which did
hurt really badly, the second was off my arm pit. When the one on my nipple
flew off it almost hit me in the face, now I knew what the eye protection was
for. I cried out from the sudden rush of blood to my much abused nipple, then
his first stroke at my arm pit missed so he smacked me hard with the leather end
against the inside of my upper arm. This left a nice red blotch and stung
making me lose track of the light.
My shit hole imploded from the electric shock as it contracted around the object
inside me, this stopped my fucking and allowed him a free shot at the last pin.
A lighter shock started me fucking again, the thud of the heavy cat against my
back was now starting to hurt. He had worked from my shoulders to the small of
my back then up again. Each individual stroke didn't hurt but after at least 10
of them my skin started to burn and I could feel my skin start to become damp
from my activities. The man behind me would hit my ass or thighs occasionally
which were still tender from the cane. This caused me to cry out, lurch
forward, giving the person with the crop a still target for a moment and of
course I lost my ability to stay with the light so a shock was administered.
All the while my nose was being pulled up grotesquely by the hooks with each
downward stroke which was causing me additional discomfort, my cunt was hurting
from the cold, almost like it was being burnt but it refused to go numb, my tits
flopped about from the increase in the lights tempo, then the switch would jab
me so the horn would honk. That was my world for what I thought would be the
rest of my life.
I was sweating a lot now and my thighs and calves were getting tired from the
squats I was required to make so I could publicly fuck myself. The end of the
switch was making the area it poked sore but this was manageable. The crop was
taking a deadly toll on the pins but also on my body. With each pin snapped
from my body the small area of skin was momentarily afire with pain then it
would fade only to be felt in another part of my body. Of course not all the
strokes found pins, many of them simply smacked my bobbing tits, making them
swing across my chest and smacking into the opposite boob. The crop hitting my
tit hurt and I grunted with each stroke they received. My thighs, both inside
and out were not spared as they too had pins attached, many of the strokes
simply hit me with the thin crop producing a sharp squeal from me along with a
deep red line across my skin.
I saw another man take up a whip and start to go behind me. This one didn't
have wide tails, but thin ones like boot laces. I didn't appreciate the wider
tails until the first lash fell across my now well warmed back. The first
stroke told me this was going to be much worse, the sharp snap of leather
against skin brought fourth a much harsher pain. I arched forward just as the
crop found my now very tender left breast. I screeched in pain then felt the
electric shock grip my entire pelvic area, convulsing my now tired muscles and
pushing the butt plug deep inside me while causing my cunt muscles to bear down
on the unyielding cock pushing up inside my cunt.
The whip continued it's journey down from my shoulders, the ends catching the
sides of my wildly bouncing tits bringing another area of torment to the
forefront of my brain. They used the crop mercilessly on me, sending pins
flying in all directions. The whip caught my exposed arm pit and I thrashed
about in my bonds, this new anguish bringing forth cries from my throat.
All the while the remorseless light bar kept up it's tempo of movement, the
large cold ice cock pushing up deep inside me, the horn honking, then the whip
or crop providing another harsh smack of leather against flesh. The pain
started to mingle together, I couldn't differentiate between the thin pain of
the whip against my back and the less defined pain of the crop. As the pins
were torn from my skin by the crop the intense sudden pain danced across my
body.
My thighs and calves felt as if they were on fire as I pumped up and down on my
old lover that had been invading my cunt for what seemed an eternity. The
honking horn seemed to blot out all the sound around me except for the grunting
sounds I made occasionally when a new spot was found on my body that hadn't
been tormented yet.
Then a warmth started to build between my legs, despite the cold intruder I was
forcing ever more deeply into my cunt I felt the stirring of arousal starting to
take me someplace other then where I was. My eyes were focused on the light
bar, I could see each person take their position to remove the pins yet I no
longer felt the pain, even when the whip behind me started to work over my
already well abused ass and thighs I wasn't feeling what I knew had to be
intense pain.
I no longer cared that my chest muscles felt as if they were being torn apart by
my flopping tits, all I wanted was for that big cold cock to be deep inside me.
Forgotten were the pins on my cunt lips and clit, I wanted to be fucked hard,
fast and as deep as possible. I forced myself to squat down even lower, no
matter that the nose hooks hurt, I had to feel that cock all the way inside me.
I felt it hit my cervix, I felt it stretching me so wonderfully, the
cold/burning from the end buried so deep inside me. I no longer had my eyes
open, even the electric shock along the entire inside of my now super sensitive
anal tract couldn't keep me from fucking myself as fast and hard as I could. It
was building up inside me, nothing I'd ever felt was like this before, all my
body wanted was to be fucked fast and deep, the pain in my tired muscles did not
stop me from pumping up and down faster and faster. My ass and stomach muscles
felt as if they were on fire from the cramping the electric shock's were
causing.
My entire body was bathed in sweat, my skin was so sensitive I could actually
feel the beads of sweat work there way down my body, the salty sweat added to my
torment as it touched what I was sure were massive cuts across my back created
by the cruel thin whip. I felt the evil thin tails of the whip cut across my
lower stomach, causing me to wrench my body sideways, the nose hooks pulled
against my sore nostrils, the ends of the whip found the tender inside of my
thighs where they met my pussy.
An upward slash of the whip now found the soft underside of my breasts, I reared
back as much as my restraints allowed when a powerful electric shock ripped
through my lower body contracting my muscles. I pushed down hard so the slick
ice cock could penetrate me fully. Then my world exploded, the rush of orgasm
totally consumed my entire being as I convulsed wildly even with being
constrained by my bonds, crying out in a voice I'd thought I'd lost. I didn't
think about all the people watching me, the rush of pleasure started at my
thighs and surged upward through my cunt all the way to my tits.
"Yes.........Yes..........YES..........ohhhhh god YESSSS" I cried out in
pleasure.
Then I slumped in my bonds, my head only being held up by the fiendish hooks
that had been pushed up my nose, sweat leaked under the goggles stinging my
eyes. I pushed myself down as fully as I could onto my cold hard lover until my
head was pulled back, my nose pulled painfully out, but I needed to feel it deep
inside me, my tired cunt muscles clenching down hard to hold it tight inside me.
I no longer felt the cold intense burning of it, just the pleasurable feeling of
being full. My body was drenched in sweat, my muscles ached, my chest felt as
if I'd had the muscles pulled off my bones from the frenzied dance my tits had
been doing. The sound of the horn seemed to fade into the background as I lost
touch of were I was.
I felt the cock being pull out of me, my cunt clenched around it trying to hold
it inside me, the wet sucking sould of it being withdrawn sent a flush of shame
thru me. The arms of the machine moved so my body was brought back, my arms
lowered and my feet started to raise up. I tried to keep from falling, hands
supported my back and I arched up as their hands touched my sore back,
gratefully the nose hooks were finally removed. Now the pain was coming back,
my entire back side from my shoulders to my knees felt as if I'd been dragged
across gravel and every muscle in my body ached. I winced from the pain but my
wrists and ankles were still attached to the posts so I couldn't pull away.
I opened my eyes to see Slave Mistress standing over me, two other slaves were
assisting her in lowering me down so I could lie on something that had been
placed beneath me. I felt the small of my back start to rest on something
solid, then I was laid back onto an I shaped bench. The cross bars of the eye
supporting me at the back of my head and small of my back, the length of the eye
running down my spine was 6" wide and supported my body. I felt relief at not
having to support my weight when I discovered the bench was covered with what I
could only guess was something you would use as a door mat to wipe your feet.
I tried to pull up, to not have my tender skin laid against the prickly material
but my arms were released from the poles, pulled down and securely fastened to
the support strut supporting the bench. Any movement caused the rough hemp like
surface to gouge at what I was sure was my badly lacerated. My legs were pulled
up and out forming a huge Y exposing my now open cunt for all to see. I raised
my head as best I could, the large wooden pin was sticking up from between my
legs like some wooden penis. Thankfully Slave Mistress gave me cold water to
sooth my thirst, I drank greedily from the bottle trying to regain some strength
for my dehydrated body.
I was coming around to my senses now, able to focus on what was happening around
me. I felt someone pushing my ass cheeks apart, the hard object that has been
enshrined in my ass was now being twisted around, the entrance to this hole now
clenched down hard on the tapered end not wanting to let it go. I felt them
pulling it out, the hemp cover on the bench clawed at my tender skin as I
squirmed about trying to get away from whoever was tying to extricate the object
from my unyielding rectum. I tried to will my ass to relax, but I couldn't get
it to respond, finally with a brutal twist I felt the wide part start to exit
me, I could picture the hole puckering out as it was pulled out with an audible
pop. The resounding fart that accompanied it's removal was humiliating but
knowing that my ass felt as if was expanded enough for everyone to see deep
inside my guts added another dimension to my debasement.
Slave Mistress continued to administer water until I couldn't hold any more. It
felt as if my hip joints would separate from being spread so wide, everyone had
gathered around as I lay there trying to get my thoughts back together. Then I
heard Slave Mistress address the silent audiance.
"The slave has recovered enough so we may continue with tonight's festivities.
Mistress Danielle has won the honor of removing the pins from this slave's cunt
lips and clit, I'm sure you'll all find it enjoyable to watch".
I tried to look up but was unable to see from my position, then the end of the
bench was raised so I could see the assembled crowd, standing between my out
stretched thighs was a raven haired women in her mid thirties, she was wearing a
brown knit turtle neck sleeveless shell, brown swede mini skirt and leather
boots. She was fair skinned wearing just a hint of make-up and bright red
lipstick with matching nail polish on her well sculptured nails. She was quite
attractive with small high breasts, but her smile was not one that would bring
warmth to your heart. In her hands she toyed with the crop as she looked at me
with a malevolent glint in her eyes.
Her cloths looked very similar to ones I had. I laid my head back thinking of
them hanging in my closet, that they were in fact expensive and if I'd ever wear
them again.
She stepped forward and grabbed a pin that was fastened to my right cunt lip,
then slowly twisted it, gripping down on the jaws so the numb nerve endings were
awakened. She pulled on the pin stretching my lips out as she ran the end of
the crop over my stomach.
"Nooooooooooooooo, don't.............don't do that" I cried out as my body
twisted on the prickly covering of the bench. I tried to pull away from the
pain she was causing but this only increased the torment on my abused back.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....shit don't........no more.......no moooooooore".
She released the pin only to slash at the inside of my right thigh with a small
whip she was holding in her other hand. Again I jerked against the bench,
tearing at my sensitive skin, biting my lower lip to keep from crying out again
as the sting from the whip blazed brightly then subsided do a dull pain that
matched most of my other ones.
Mistress Danielle waked up to my face and dangled the whip in front of my eyes
so that I could get a better look at six or eight separate tails each about 10"
long. "Look at this my sweet little play thing, you'll become increasingly
familiar with it as the night wears on. You see this is just a wonderful toy,
individual silken strands are tightly braided together and knotted along it's
length to form each individual tail. The really wonderful thing about this
particular whip is that it stings wonderfully but won't break the skin, I've
tried but no matter how hard it's used it just won't damage even the most
delicate tissue" as she teased me with a sweet innocent voice and a sickly sweet
smile.
She dragged the whip ends across my face, down my neck, across my nipples then
all the way down to my spread crotch. The ends tickled my skin and raised goose
bumps along its trail. She was playing with me like a cat with a ball of
string. Looking into those cold blue eyes I was getting a terrible feeling deep
in my gut that the worst was about to start.
"It's just the perfect thing to use on tits and cunt lips", as she ran the ends
along the inside of my right thigh tickling me, "it can even be used on the
throat and face if your eyes are covered". With this statement she swished it
across my face and the clear goggles still covering my eyes tickling my face. I
turned my face to the side and she brushed it across my bare shoulder and neck
sending cold shivers down my spin.
"You see since it leaves no permanent marks and doesn't bruise or break the skin
so it can be used anywhere and for as long as one wishes to". With that she
slashed me across my right cheek and neck leaving a vivid red mark on what was,
until now, unabused territory.
The whip carried a vicious sting to it but that quickly faded leaving me with
just the memory of how it felt along with a warm feeling on my skin. I bit down
hard on my lower lip to keep from crying out or begging for mercy that I knew
wouldn't come. I knew that this women wasn't here to just get her rocks off,
she was truly a sadist and I had a coppery taste of fear in my mouth.
She brought the whip down across the nipple of my left breast with all her
strength, the pain was like nothing I'd felt so far, it was as if my skin has
been ripped open yet it only left thin red lines across my now bruised tits.
"Ahhhhhheeeeeeeeee....don't........god......" I tried to keep silent and still,
every movement was agony on my back, the tendons on the inside of my thighs felt
as if they were being pulled away from where they attached as I struggled with
each blow on my defenseless body.
"Don't worry my little cunt, we'll have lots of time to get to know each other",
she laid a lash across my exposed stomach, my body jerked within the confines of
my bondage. Then she causally ran four of her long sharp nails from my collar
bone, across my right tit and nipple, down my stomach and up the inside of my
thigh. I became rigid as she scraped deep red lines across my skin.
She circled around me then raked her nails from my left ass cheek down my thigh
and calf all the way to my ankle. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh............." I
squawked as her nails tore at my already badly welted ass and thigh, "you'll
scar me...........don't ........".
"Don't worry my sweet little play thing, I know enough not to leave any
permanent marks on your worthless hide. Now lets see which one to remove
first", she flicked each pin with her finger, the movement of each one brought
back to life the numb nerve endings around the edges of the jaws, all I could do
was whimper softly and hope she would get started.
I was looking up at the ceiling, waiting, trying to control my breathing when
she brought the crop up with a powerful underhand sweep taking the upper pin off
my left cunt lip. I didn't see where the pin flew, all I felt was the sharp
pain of the jaws being torn from the fragile skin. Then the pain, blazing hot
and concentrated on that tiny area of my body. The blood rushed back to the
deadened area that the jaws had held brining back to life every nerve ending.
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I shrilly squealed like a small pig as my body
wrenched at my tight bindings. My back was again aflame, tormented by the rough
surface as I tried to pull my legs together as if that would quench the
intensity of what I was feeling at that small part of my body.
My chest was heaving from my breathing, my hips twitched uncontrollable pushing
my cunt up like I was begging for more. Tears ran freely down my face into my
ears as the on lookers clapped at Mistress Danielle's accuracy.
She was just as accurate and deliberate with the other three pins attached to my
outer lips. She waited between each one until the bright flash of pain subsided
leaving only a dull throbing. During the wait she amused herself by brushing
her whip across my skin or sucking one of my nipples then biting down hard until
I thought she'd draw blood.
Then the next one would be removed. The lower ones were taken off by overhand
slashes so I could see the blow coming, the look on her face was on of pure
ecstasy as she snapped them off one by one. By the time the forth one had been
removed the entire length of my pussy felt as if it had been singed by a flame.
The flat leather end of the crop hitting the area gave off the sound of a rubber
band being snapped as it struck the exposed flesh with every stroke so the
entire area was now irritated.
Mistress Danielle walked over to my face and wiped the tears away, leaning down
she whispered into my ear "no my little play thing Mistress has something
special to remove the last one, something she herself had made special just so I
could amuse myself with whore's like you." She emphasized her point by taking
my nose and shaking my head back and forth like a small child. Her face was
close to mine, I could savor the hint of her expensive perfume she was wearing.
"Do you know why your a whore, why I consider you just another toy to be
experimented on" she whispered quietly to me as she knelt near my ear, her lips
lightly brushing against my skin. "Answer me you filthy slut", her voice no
longer sounded sweet.
"No........no Mistress Danielle this slave doesn't know why you think I'm a
whore" I answered softly trying not to look into her eyes.
Grabbing my chin, digging her nails into my skin she turned my face to her's so
I was staring right into her cold blue eyes. "Because you want the feeling of a
man's cock buried deep in your twat, you want to see the look in his eyes as he
passes over to where YOUR in charge. The point when he needs to cum, when he is
no longer the Master but the mastered. That's why your a whore my dear, but
with me, with women it's different. There is no point where the Mistress is
mastered, you know that's true, there is no time that you'll ever have that kind
of control over me. I may wish to fuck a man, but NONE will EVER fuck me.
That's why your a whore, the only difference is what they have to pay for you"
she spat at me.
She stood up then held up for me and all to see a short leather strap perhaps 2"
wide and 5" long that tapered at the end so a 6" braided tail was left. "This
my friends is a rat tailed whip, of course its name is due to the shape" she
told the assembled members and guests. My eyes were anchored on this new
implement of abuse and what she had just whispered to me. Like we were to
school girls sharing secrets about boys during a slumber party. She was a dyke
by any definition, not that anyone would pick her out as one.
My only consolation was that I wasn't alone with her, at least I knew I had some
protection with all the people present. Again she bent down close to my ear to
impart another secret of her true self. "Now little princes, wouldn't you
rather belong to me then to Master Carl, he can never offer you what a Mistress
can. Go ahead I'll call him over so you can tell him you want to belong to me"
she purred softly.
"Please Mistress...........I.......there's no way I could do that.....", I felt
tears again flood my eyes and run down my face. She wanted me to betray Master
Carl, if she would consider any real mercy I didn't know for sure, but deep down
inside I doubted it.
A wide grin spread across her face, she kissed me, pushing her tongue deep
inside my mouth then as her lips again caressed my ear, "it really doesn't make
that much difference if you publicly choose me over him right now little
princess."
Straightening up but keeping her gaze directly on me "Another time perhaps I'll
give you a chance to make the choice when it really matters. I assure you
though that your cunt, ass and mouth will have it's fill of cock tonight".
She now continued with her description of her whip, "I've had it designed so
it's flexible enough to contour to the area struck yet stiff enough to provide
just that tingle of excitement to the area it strikes", she looked down at me
smiling with the whip hanging over my face. "The tail provides just that added
element of suspense for the slave it's used upon as it sting is sharper and
lasts longer then the flat leather leaving a wonderful impression on them", with
this remark she laughed haughtily then brought the whip down squarely on my left
nipple.
The sound of leather hitting the soft yielding flesh cracked sharply, the blow
squished my breast flat, the tail snaked across my upper rib cage with a
contrasting crisp bite that provided a loud snap. My body reacted by twisting
away from the pain, only to abrade my back further.
"See how delightful this little toy is" she asked the amused participants as she
used the whip several more times across my stomach. Each crack of leather was
accompanied by the snap of the tail and a wail from me.
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh.......", crack, snap, "Eeeeeeeeeee". I tried to will my body to
at least lay still so the additional torture of the rough covering on the bench
would not scour my back further. I was not all together successful, it seemed
to intensify the pain when I remained still for some unknown reason.
Then Mistress Danielle took her position between my open thighs, she had my legs
raised and widened so I was even more open then before. I was panting from fear
now, knowing that not only was my pussy open but the cheeks of my ass were
parted so the tail could find a tender new area to kiss.
She toyed with me, snapping the tail across the inside of my thighs, using the
strap across the finger nail marks she'd left and allowing the tail to wrap
itself around my leg. She even flicked it across the soles of my feet and toes
which elicited the loudest cries from me. I curled my toes trying to close my
feet in the vain attempt that it would help. All she did was snap the tail
across the top of my foot which allowed the tail to curl around to bite
painfully into the tender skin with the tip. I wished I'd gone barefoot more
often so the soles were not as soft as they were.
Finally she stepped between my legs and with a powerful underhand stroke brought
her toy up into my unprotected cunt. The pin first bit into my numb clit, then
pulled against it until I thought it would never snap off and my clit would be
torn free. The jaws came free and the pin flew high into the air landing
somewhere across the room. It seemed to be happening in slow motion, then
suddenly it was real time again.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH............"
The blood curdling scream torn from the depths of my soul must have been heard
by anyone in the huge office building that night. The tail snapped between my
open cheeks from the base of my spine across my tender open sphincter and the
sore very tender skin between my two well used holes catching just the bottom
cleft of my open cunt, then the entire outside of my pussy felt as if it had
been seared by a branding iron.
My entire body lifted up off the bench, my shoulders and hip joints were
painfully wrenched as I was engulfed by the agony of the blood rushing back into
my clit. My ass bounced about as I tried to pull my legs together to protect
what was left of my inflamed pussy. The only sounds now coming from me were of
an animal mewing in pain. My whole universe was centered between my legs, the
agony pulsed with each beat of my heart and I wanted to find peace in
unconsciousness but this wasn't allowed by the Society.
Salve Mistress waved a small vile under my nose to keep me awake and aware of
what was going on. "no.......noooooooo.....let me alone now.........please...",
I implored in a small voice yet she kept the vile there until I was awake then
removed the goggle from my eyes.
"Well look Master Carl's little princes wants to be let alone now, isn't it cute
how her cunt is winking at us" Mistress Danielle declared as she used her nails
to outline what I knew to be my swollen red cunt lips.
I winced at her touch but I could feel she was right, I could feel my cunt and
ass contracting involuntarily from her abuse.
"This slave's cunt must be cold from fucking that ice, we should warm it up some
more before she freezes a member's penis with it." Mistress Danielle then took
hot oil and poured it over my cunt. I hadn't realized just how cold the skin
was until the hot oil splashed down on my skin. I howled out like a dog baying
at the moon as the oil was wiped over my cunt and ass crack. Mistress Danielle
used her fingers to push it deep inside both my cunt and ass hole.
She continued to finger fuck both holes, her nails scraping along the tender
channels, my hips pushed up with each stroke as I responded to her touch that in
spite of the pain was arousing me again.
I lay there enjoying the sensation when suddenly I was empty again, then a cock
was shoved deep inside my cunt and rammed home until the course pubic hair of
the man mashed against my sore lips and clit. His long strokes made squishy
sounds from the mixture of oil and secretions each time it entered me. As he
slammed into me the thrusting caused me to be slide along the bench rubbing my
skin against the coarse material, along with how sore the outside of my pussy
was it precluded any sexual arousal.
An older women, perhaps 55 or so with a plump ass climbed onto a bench rest set
near my head so she could rest her knees on either side of my face. I looked up
at her smiling face as she faced my feet, then taking each sore nipple between
her fingers she pulled my tits up, looked at whom ever was fucking me and asked
if I was tight.
"Yes dear nice and tight still but make her clench down with her cunt, this
slave isn't doing anything to pleasure me".
She then started crushing my nipples between her fingers, pulling hard on my
tits. Of course my cunt muscles tightened up along with every other one in my
tired body. "Now lick me dear, make me cum" she calmly remarked. Then
squatting her fat hairy pussy over my face my tongue went to work pleasuring her
as I assumed her husband fucked me hard and fast.
The buffeting of his thrusts rasped my tender back on the bench but I focused on
keeping my pussy clenched down as he bottomed out in me so this delightful women
I was tonguing wouldn't start abusing my tits again.
As they both used me I could feel the sting of the rat tail whip on various
parts of my body. Mistress Danielle seemed to enjoy snapping it across the
soles of my feet and between my toes as I was fucked. Then she switched to her
little silk whip which produced a more vicious sting then the leather. You
couldn't hear it at all until you felt it bit deeply into your skin sending
needles of torment across your flesh.
They both timed it well, him spurting his cum deep inside me and her leaking her
smelly discharge all over my face and into my mouth at the same time. I felt
another take his place between my legs thrusting what was a much larger cock
inside my now well lubricated hole.
The unnamed women I'd just pleasured didn't move when it had subsided, she
reached down and pulled her fat pussy lips apart and simply started to pee into
my mouth. I tried to jerk my head away and closed my mouth as the foul bitter
liquid ran down my face into my ears and hair. She forcefully grabbed both
breasts in her hands digging her nails deeply into my flesh.
"Your fucking slut, you'll drink my piss just as greedily as you took my
husbands cock up your stinking hole or I'll rip your tits off" she told me in a
voice that dripped with contempt.
I opened my mouth and accepted her strong bitter piss, gagging on the volume
and taste of it. She dug her nails deeply into me then dragging her hands
upwards towards my nipples she racked the underside of my breasts. She grabbed
another handful so she could repeat the process, leaving deep lacerations in the
tender flesh. I locked my lips around her piss hole so no more of it would leak
out of my mouth and down my face. Having emptied her bladder into me she calmly
got off and walked away.
My stomach heaved with what I had drank but my current lover was busily fucking
away at my open cunt as several people watched. Mistress Danielle grabbed my
braid, looked directly down at me smiling evilly as she traced her nail softly
against my piss soaked cheek.
"Don't worry my dear you'll get very use to it", she then flicked her toy's tail
across my nipples and moved aside so another women could mount me.
This one was a slim women in her mid 40's with short red hair and pale skin.
She was wearing a stylish blouse with tight expensive looking black leather
pants. She unzipped them and peeled them off showing her thin legs and red cunt
hair. She mounted the stool positioning herself much like the first women,
facing my feet.
Then she shifted forward so her ass was directly over my face, reached back and
pulled her cheeks wide apart and announced that she had just taken a shit and
needed to be wiped. I of course didn't need the announcement as her ass was
just inches from my nose. My senses were assaulted with the pungent odor of her
just used waste chute, I turned my head aside trying not to vomit up what I'd
already swallowed.
The entire length of her crack was lined with red hair that had wet sticky
excrement clinging to them. The intense stench of her ass was almost more then
I could take and I knew she wasn't lying about just taking a dump as the shit
was still wet.
"Take this Cindy, I think she'll gladly use her tongue once she's felt this kiss
her twat a few times" I heard Mistress Danielle tell her.
Another twitching cock spewed it's contents into my cunt then pulled out leaving
me empty, I felt the cum slime down out of me and leak down the crack of my ass.
Then without warning my cunt felt as if I'd had a firebrand shoved into it. The
soft sound of the blow meant Cindy was using Mistress Danielle's silken whip on
me.
"Ahhhhhhheeeeeeee........." I cried out, the sound echoing between her spread
thighs. A second stroke hit on the inside of my left thigh near my cunt. I
hadn't realized until now that this may have been the only area that didn't hurt
until this very moment.
"You start cleaning me you stinking fucked out whore or I'll whip you until your
so swollen they can't get a pencil inside your fuck hole." Again the whip came
down, this time on the inside of my right thigh next to my cunt. She rained
blows down upon both the inside and outside of my thighs from my knees to where
they joined my body, my stomach and chest weren't spared her wrath either. Each
blow brought another wave of pain as the knotted thongs bit into my flesh.
My body jerked with each slash which also brought forth further wails from my
now sore throat. I craned my neck up so I could clean her, her brown hole
puckered out as a wet fart spewed gas and particles of shit on my face. I
gagged uncontrollable at this new defilement when the machine started pulling my
legs up and back.
My legs were already strecthed straight out, but as they were pulled up and back
they were pulled further apart lifting my lower back partially off the bench
until my ankles were almost even with my shoulders and I thought I'd be torn
apart. Being flexible my hips weren't pulled from there sockets but my muscles
were being stretched to their limits. Now my crotch was fully open along with
my ass cheeks being separated fully so my anus was also accessible. This
position was perfect for what Cindy planned next. The whip was brought down
directly onto my cunt, the ends finding not only that tender area but also
tearing at my defenseless tender ass hole. I thrashed about on the bench, my
back now raw meat as I tried to lift up enough to clean her.
"Nooooooooooooooooo, don't.................not
again...........doooooooooooooon't I'll clean you" I wailed but another stroke
was brought down between my legs.
She sat back so I could reach her dirty ass and without any hesitation I buried
my face as deeply as possible into her crack and started licking her shit
stained skin clean. I shoved my tongue as deep into her hole as I could so she
would know I was really trying my best. She laid blows across the inside of
each thigh, then placed one again directly on my cunt. This time my screams of
anguish were muffled by her ass as I licked and sucked her hole with total
abandon swallowing little morsels of shit that remained their.
I didn't slacken my efforts to be the best human toilet paper ever as I felt
hands on my legs then felt a well endowed male push his cock deeply into my ass.
It took the air out of me as he shoved it in with a great deal of force, but I
continued to suck wet sticky shit out of her hole. I sucked her hair into my
mouth feeling the tiny hairs against my lips to be sure I didn't leave any
remnants clinging there just in case someone actually inspected my work.
The taste of her could only be described as dirty, my tongue, and I'm sure my
face, was coated with the awful slime but I held down the piss in my churning
stomach while working my tongue along the entire length of her crack. Finally
she pulled back off me, I started gagging and retching from the taste, my nose
was filled with the smell, if not actual shit along with my tongue being coated
with her waste.
She parted her pussy lips and as I was ass fucked with great gusto she pissed
all over my face and neck. It ran into my nose and started gagging me, my eyes
burnt from it and my hair was soaked, then she slapped my tits with her hands
ordering me to open my mouth while she finished her toilet duties in my mouth.
Actually I thought her piss tasted better then the last one and definitely
better then the dirty shit taste left after I cleaned her just used shit hole.
As the current occupant of my well stretched ass chute filled me with his rental
deposit my red haired friend relinquished her seat of honor. I actually held a
mouthful of her piss so I could swish it around my mouth hoping to rinse the
awful shit taste from my mouth and tongue. She announced to all that could hear
that she didn't want any shit coated tongue to touch her private area. If my
mouth hadn't been immediately occupied by a limp dick coated with what I hoped
was slime from my cunt or ass I would have laughed at her phrase "private
parts".
I slurped at the limp member cleaning the coating of what ever was on it when he
too decided that emptying his bladder into my stomach was par for the course
this evening. As his hot piss burned down my throat he mashed his coarse hairy
pubic area into my face as another cock slithered it's way deep into my bowels.
As I guzzled his urine I tried to clamp my ass muscles down as the cock bottomed
out in me so at least he would think I was a good fuck.
My thoughts were becoming disjointed, one minute I was worried that a stranger,
one that I couldn't even see, was enjoying his ride. The next thing I realized
was I was slurping on another cock, my head being pointed the other way, without
remembering when my human drinking fountain had finished.
The impromptu blow job was finished almost before it started as it burped it's
load of jizz into my mouth. I gagged as his load filled my mouth, I gobbled it
down my entire mouth felt coated with it's scummy consistency. I tried to clear
my mouth of as much of it as I could by letting it ooze out between my lips as
it didn't seem anyone was worried about my table manners at this point in time.
My ass was loose enough now that the thrusting cock in me didn't hurt, it
actually felt good, which surprised me. I heard the resonant sound of my wet
fart as my ass was vacated, then without much hesitation another prick was
stuffed into my neglected twat. I closed my eyes and tried to picture what I
must look like down there, I felt as if I had a gallon of wet sticky glue
leaking down over my ass. I couldn't understand how anyone would want to stick
anything connected to there body into that mess.
One final deep thrust from my devoted fan told me he was finished with his
excursion in my love tunnel and was depositing the toll. I thought I was far
past being demeaned any further but the loud pussy fart on his final plunge made
me groan audibly. Of course his bellowing replay to my lack of etiquette was
even worse then the fart.
"The bitch is still honking her horn isn't she." Which brought another round of
laughter from the esteemed member's of the Society.
I learned later that the males had been primed by using the other slave's mouths
or cunts before queuing up to me. I was also educated to how the order of entry
was determined and even the portal. It seems Slave Mistress is in charge of all
these tiny details. No member was allowed to fuck the ass then a cunt of any
slave without having washed with soap before hand. Of course a slave could be
required to clean him with her mouth first but proper hygiene was important to
the Society. After all we were valuable property and infections put us out of
commission.
As I sucked another rod to completion along with accommodating a sizeable cock
being first thrust inside my cunt for several strokes, then up my ass, I heard
Slave Mistress announce that my rest period was now due, which was accompanied
with moans from those still waiting to test my charms. Of course I did finish
my vanilla shake, then felt the hot sticky cum from the last tenant deposit his
load onto my anal tract as someone dumped a sizable load onto my stomach..
I breathed a sigh of relief, I was sure that puking up all over a Mistress's
pussy or Master's crotch wouldn't be received with much grace by these people
and I definitely wanted to vomit. My relief was a bit short lived as I heard
Mistress Danielle tell Slave Mistress that I couldn't be allowed to walk around
leaving a snail trial along my path. The evil bitch was very good at adding
additional degradation to the situation.
I felt hands scraping the leavings of how ever many men had used me from my
thighs, between my cheeks, and stomach. Then fingers invaded what could no
longer under the circumstances be considered my private parts. I could feel the
cum being pushed out of my stretched pussy as three fingers entered me. Then a
set of fingers pushed into my ass causing me to gasp as I was sore, but also
from the realization that they went in so easily. In my mind I pictured my once
tight brown hole as a gapping wound between my abused cheeks. Now what I
couldn't ever have ever conceived of was now going to be offered to me.
My head was pulled up by my braid by Mistress Danielle who then told the four
slave's that had cleaned the majority of cum from me to feed me. My head jerked
away but her strong grasp on my chin and her warning stilled any question of not
complying with her wishes.
"You swallow every stinking ounce of that or I'll see to it personally that
before you leave here tonight that the nice black cameraman over there will fist
fuck both your cunt and ass hole".
I hadn't thought about the camera since the ceremony had started. I looked over
at him, his hands were huge and I had no doubt that Mistress Danielle would
carry out her promise. Without further hesitation I opened my mouth wide and
tilted my head back so they could dribble the cum pooled in their palms into my
mouth. They tended to smear a lot of it on my face which I learned later was a
slave trick so you didn't have to swallow all of it
Their hands were still coated with the sticky fluid, I was told to I lick up the
thick mucus like white scum like it was vanilla pudding from there hands. I
really didn't taste it, my taste buds had already been assaulted with piss and
shit so this sticky substance really didn't have any distinctive flavor at all.
After having licked all the cum from their hands, including sucking each ones
fingers so their nails were clean I was released from the wrist and ankle cuffs.
I rolled off the bench to my knees, I didn't have the energy to even try to
stand up but I knew I really needed to get to the bathroom or I was going to
leave a mess on the carpet. A slave I hadn't noticed before put my arm around
her shoulder and helped me stand up.
"God I'm going to be sick, I can't help it" I mumbled to her.
"The fuck you are, put your hand over your mouth or what ever you need to do but
make it to the bathroom or the way this parties going Mistress Danielle will
have both of use eating it from the floor. I don't give a fuck about you but
I'm not planning to have to do it because you don't know when to stop eating".
Having heard that I looked at her for the first time and she was smiling at me.
I got the joke but I felt my stomach start to heave. "I can't walk my feet are
sore from being whipped" I told her in a whimper as she tried to get me up and
moving.
"Screw that shit, I can't carry you, walk on the balls of your feet but get
moving" she barked at me.
Getting up on the balls of my feet was actually a great idea, they didn't hurt
as much and we were able to make it to the bathroom with about two seconds to
spare. I braced myself over the big white bus and puked my guts out for what
seemed like forever.
My mouth was coated with the sticky cum and it hung in strands from my mouth as
I knelt over the toilet. I flushed down the first discharge then drank without
hesitation the cool water. No sooner had it gone down then up it came with more
of the piss I'd been forced to drink. Another flush and I tried rinsing the
foul taste from my mouth as another heave of liquid poured from me. I couldn't
believe I'd drunken that much piss.
Then the cold water poured over my ass and my body jerked upright. "Fucking
shit it's cold".
"Just hang over the bowl and stay still, if I don't get you rinsed off before
it's dry I'll have to use a sponge and that's going to hurt a lot worse" my new
friend informed me.
I gripped the bowl tightly as she hosed off the lower part of my body nudging my
knees further apart so she could had better access to me. Then she gently
rinsed off my distended ass hole which hurt and felt good at the same time. She
was as gentle as she could be but as she started to rinse off my pussy I groaned
audible.
"Come on squat over the bowl so we don't have as much to clean up" she told me.
I moved forward so my legs were on either side of the toilet and lowered myself
so she could hose me down and douche me. I braced myself on the wall not
believing I needed a water hose to douche me. I felt tears rolling down my
cheeks.
She pushed the hose easily into my ass which elicited further groans from me but
once the shock of the cold passed it was soothing. The water ran down the
inside of my thighs helping to smolder the bite from the whip marks. She washed
around my inflamed cunt then pushed the hose inside me as softly as she could,
using her fingers to clean out the cum that was still inside of me.
Surprisingly the inside of me didn't feel as sore as I thought it would after
the repeated usage. But the outside felt as if I had a terrible sunburn and
hurt even with the cold water.
The cold water on my back almost had me climbing the walls but again after the
initial shock of cold it felt damn good on my skin. "Thank you........god that
feels sooooooooo good. Is it, I mean is my skin badly torn" I asked in a shaky
voice almost not wanting to hear the answer.
"Scars, shit no, your scratched all to hell from the bed of thorns bench, that's
what we call it. The whip's left some nasty marks but the skin isn't torn at
all, just some of the top layer taken off." she laughing informed me. "It just
seems that way when there working you over, most of them are pretty damn good at
not leaving much more then red lines and a few abrasions."
"I wouldn't think you'd be wearing anything backless for at least a week, maybe
more, and a bra is surely going to be uncomfortable. The thongs have left some
mean abrasions but they'll scab over and heal up pretty quickly. Believe me I
know from experience" she informed me knowingly.
I sank down and gingerly let the back's of my thighs rest on the edges of the
cold porcelain bowl then using the upturned seat for support rested my head on
my hands and closed my eyes. I felt terribly tired, my muscles ached from all
the stretching. The ring of my ass throbbed from the prolonged usage as did the
muscle at the opening of my vagina, yet the inside of both of them didn't hurt,
they certainly felt used but didn't hurt. My tits and nipple throbbed and any
movement of them hurt my sore chest muscles.
"Here drink this it will help your throat" my new friend held out a glass of
orange juice and honey to me.
I drank it down, the cool juice and honey mixture felt good sliding down my
throat and helped to kill the taste of what I'd been drinking. As I sat there I
felt the mixture start to rumble in my stomach then suddenly start back up
again. Quickly I slipped from my position so I could puke up my just downed
drink.
Flushing the toilet I rinsed my mouth with the water not even thinking about it.
Yet just a few hours ago the act of washing my face in a toilet bowl shocked me.
I felt a smile cross my face, I filled my mouth with the cool liquid, swished it
around then spit it out. After flushing the toilet again I started to wash the
dry cum and piss from my face.
"Here take this" she said offering me a bar of soap.
I took the soap and worked up a nice lather, washing my face and neck then
carefully washing my chest and boobs. The cool water felt refreshing against my
skin as I rinsed off the soap, I cleaned my new found vanity by flushing it
again and drank deeply of the swirling water.
"Here have another glass you should be able to keep in down now"
I drank the juice again but stayed on my knees just in case I couldn't hold it
down. My stomach gurgled noisily but I kept it down this time. Again I sat on
the bowl, my legs agape and rested my head. Then I looked down between my legs
for the first time focusing on what was once my beautiful pussy. What I saw
brought anguished cries from me and I started crying uncontrollable sliding off
my perch to my knees.
"Mother of god they've fucking ruined me, my puss............oh god what have I
done......." I cried out miserably. My once tight slit that hid my charms so
beautifully was now an angry red hole between my legs. The bright red color
wasn't the worst, it was how ugly it looked. My nice plump outer lips were
puffed up with dark bruises where the pins had been. My clit was a livid red
swollen stub of flesh poking out from my red bloated lips.
The most appalling thing was how it gapped open like a chasm, my once nice pink
inner lips that had been concealed by my outer ones now looked like ugly wings
that hung out like some kind of grotesque growth. Near the top of my gash,
which is what it looked like now, my protruding clit was surrounded by what
looked like a small birds wings. It looked like nothing I'd ever seen before,
the only thing I could think of was that it was a cunt, because it looked so
ugly now. Huge tears ran down my face, I covered my eyes with my hands so I
didn't have to look at it and started shaking uncontrollably.
"Hey what the fuck's the matter with you". I felt the soft towel cover me, she
helped me from the stall and rested my back against the tile wall. I didn't
even care about how the cold hard tile floor hurt my bruised butt. All I could
think about was my ruined cunt.
"I'm ruined, they've butchered my beautiful pussy, it's ugly.....it's........oh
god it's just a fucking ugly red gash" I babbled between deep sobs.
"Jesus Christ let me see"
"No.............no don't look, don't fucking touch me" I yelled pulling away and
snapping my knees together tightly wrapping my arms around them.
She grabbed my hair and slapped me hard across the face, the suddenness of it
brought me back to my senses. I looked up at her, really seeing her for the
first time. She had the blue collar of a private slave, her short blonde hair
outlined an unremarkable face that was plain but pretty.
"Now don't go off the deep end, here drink this, want a smoke" she asked as she
offered me coffee and kissed the cheek she'd slapped gently.
"Yes please" I softly replied as I took the coffee. I sipped it slowly as I
watched her move across to the counter top. She had removed the white mans
dress shirt the slave's were wearing exposing the body of a runner. Lean yet
feminine her long tanned legs were firm as was her tight ass, her body was
tanned a golden brown, as she turned I saw she had small firm breasts capped off
with dark brown nipples that pointed outwards and no tan lines, even her pubic
area was tanned.
Lighting a cigarette for both of us she knelt down next to me. "Now open up and
let me see just what your problem is, come on open your knees wide it's not like
you have any secrets down there anymore" she chuckled.
I spread my knees apart but felt self-conscious exposing myself to her that way.
I turned my head to the side not wanting her to see the blush I could feel on my
cheeks. I looked around the bathroom, one I used almost everyday and thought
how strange it looked from my position sitting on the floor.
"God damn girl blushing now seems to be a waste of good energy. Now what's all
the damn fuss about, what did you expect your pussy to look like after it's been
whipped and fucked"
Now I felt foolish, like a small child that had been caught doing something
forbidden. "It's just...........well.........it's always been so nice, I mean,
my pussy. A nice tight slit with nothing hanging out like some women have"
"What are you some kind of cunt connoisseur or something" she asked as she
laughed at what I had said.
"No it's just........., shit... it doesn't matter anymore" I mumbled then hid my
tearing eyes from her gaze.
"Hey don't start the water works again, you've been doing so damn good out
there. Even Mistress I love to fist fuck Danielle didn't get this kind of
reaction from you".
"Damn you don't seem to care what you say about the member's do you".
Sitting Indian style next to me she took a long drag on her smoke then replied.
"Listen to me and learn something nubie. The slave's rest area is our's, we can
pretty much say and do what we want in here that isn't sexual in nature. Only
the Slave Mistress or the senior slave, which is me at the moment, have any
power in the rest area. Member's aren't even allowed in without permission,
it's the one area that once your sent to that you don't have to worry about
being punished except by the slave mistress in charge, understand".
Through the haze of smoke I looked into her hazel eyes wondering just what
they'd seen in her time as a slave. "Yes........it's just so many things are
new. How long have you been a slave, by the way what's your name, and thank you
for the help", I answered her.
"I've been one five years now, but only two as a private slave, my husband is a
member".
"Is he here tonight" I asked.
"Yes and I don't know if he's been with you or not, so don't ask. I met him at
a Society function and it's been a good life. As for my name, it's 951036 to
nubies like you" she replied smiling at me.
"Sorry I didn't mean to be so personal".
Laughing loudly she kissed my forehead "Don't worry about it, my names Jody. I
don't usually try to get to know the new ones much until they've at least been
through the first training week. Generally it doesn't pay since so many of them
just quit during the initial ceremony. But you seem to be quite the trooper so
I'll make the exception for you".
"A lot quit during the ceremony" I asked incredulously, "I thought you couldn't
do that".
"Sure they can, you beg and scream and the sponsor calls a halt to it. It
doesn't happen a lot but it does happen. Most just never show up for the first
training week so you never see them again. Master Carl did pick pretty well,
that's for sure. You haven't given Danielle or the Prince the satisfaction of
really begging. Of course Master Carl would lose face if you did, it would show
he didn't train you properly and that you didn't really feel any loyalty to him
as your sponsor or Master".
"You mean he could stop what's going on when ever he wants"
"He could but it's pretty doubtful that he will so don't get your hopes up.
Just understand that pretty much everything that went on so far he's agreed to.
Of course that shtick with the Prince couldn't have been scripted but it was
pretty entertaining" she informed me with a smile.
"Glad you enjoyed it" I answered bitterly.
"Now as for your precious puss, here look at mine it's been through more then
yours so you can see they heal up just fine. Of course I don't know if you
think I have such a pretty one" she smiled, which lighted up her features making
her much prettier then before.
She squatted on the balls of her feet, her knees wide apart so I could get a
good look at her. I looked at her tanned pussy, it was a nice one. Her lips
were smooth and tanned but it didn't look any the worse for wear given that
she'd been a slave for so long.
"Well does it measure up to your standards princess" she asked with mock anger.
"It's very pretty............I mean it looks normal.............not like mine" I
said looking away, embarrassed at how easily she exposed herself to me.
"Damn princess are you going to blush every time you see something". She
laughed again, sat back down and snubbed out her cigarette.
A knock at the door startled me.
"Come in" Jody called out.
In stepped the Doctor that I'd been sent to for my physical, Jody assumed
position 2 and greeted him. "Good evening Sir", I struggled to get to position
2 when he stopped me.
"Don't worry about that princess I'm here to see how you are".
"Yes Sir, thank you Sir" I replied deciding that princess must be my new name
for them.
"Just stand up and put one foot on the counter top so I can see if your OK" he
informed me.
Dropping the towel I got up on shaky legs as Jody helped steady me. I got my
foot up to the counter top which opened me up, I winced from the pull on my
already strained inner thigh muscles. He snapped on a pair of rubber gloves and
knelt down between my legs with a small pen light.
"Is that really necessary given the circumstances Doctor" I asked looking at the
gloves.
"Actually it's just a professional habit, I'm here as a professional, not a
pervert" he replied laughing as he applied a dab of lubricant onto his gloved
finger. "Now just let me see how you are Patricia".
I closed my eyes, pleased he'd used my name, as he gently prodded around my
inflamed lips. Then he proceeded to inspect me very carefully. Then having me
bend forward he did the same to my VERY tender ass hole. I heard the gloves
come off, then he looked over my back, ass and thighs.
"Ok go and sit down no tearing or anything damaged beyond what will heal in a
few days. Do you know how to strengthen your vaginal muscles Patricia" he
asked.
Sitting back down and lighting another cigarette I answered him, "yes Doctor I
was taught at a very young age the proper way to do Kegel exercises".
"Yes of course you'd have been taught that, sorry. Well remember to also pay
attention to your ass since it gets used quite a bit by member's. It can get
loose if you don't, Jody will show you if you need, OK".
"Yes Doctor thank you".
"Ok you have another 20 minutes or so before your due back, don't bother with
her arousal ritual, but of course YOU must have it" he informed Jody with a
wink, then he left the room.
"Forgot to tell you that the Doctor always has access to the slave's rest area.
We have several that belong and he's really a very good doctor. Nice guy too, I
guess your off the hook for any more fucking tonight".
"How do you know".
"No arousal means you don't have to be wet when you go back, guess the doc
thinks you've had enough. His words that law but who knows what else they'll
think up to replace it".
"Great, just fucking great. I'm not actually sore inside".
"Just wait until you wake up in the morning" she replied with a smile.
We sat and drank coffee, smoked and made small talk while I rested. We could
hear the smack of leather and the cries that accompanied them occasionally but
mostly it was quite. Jody finally stood up resting her ass against the counter
top with her legs spread out.
"Come on, he did say I got MY arousal" she said with a broad smile as she
stroked her pussy.
I knelt before her, kissing her pussy gently, then parting her lips I softly
sucked on her clit. Then my tongue moved deep inside her, tasting the sweetness
of her arousal. She did have a beautiful pussy and I enjoyed tonguing it and
her ass for the required arousal period.
Jody did have me go through a rigorous stretching routine. She informed me that
even if I was no longer going to be fucked I would need my muscles well
stretched and warmed up before I went back.
I had stiffened up considerable, the leg stretches were painful to my tired
muscles. She made sure I could do a complete leg split, having me lay on my
back she made sure I could get my feet all the way back to my shoulders by
hooking my arms under my knees. My pussy and rectum were starting to feel the
effects of all the cocks, Jody was right, by morning I would feel raw inside.
As I re-applied my makeup I focused for the first time on my throbbing breasts.
I could barely keep the tears back, my once soft white god given breasts were
covered with dark red lines, the women's nails had left ragged lacerations on
them. Ugly bluish black bruises were developing that matched the ugly ones left
by the evil clamps. In gods name I couldn't figure out why in hell I'd agreed
to this.
