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CHAPTER THREE
I quickly went down and approached them, wondering what was going to happen. After all what had happened since the last twenty-four hours, I was very scared, nevertheless very excited.
I was finally in the middle of the six girls and waited. After a long silent time, Sandra started talking.
- Your Mistress told us you were not always a good boy.
- Is it true? Aysha added.
I did not know what to answer, so I did not say anything. I received six slaps of crop at the same time on my back.
- Answer the question! another girl told.
- I am a good boy, I answered.
I receive six new crop slaps.
- It is not true, one said. You are going to be punished.
- Are you telling us that your Mistress lies?
- No Mistress, I answered.
- It is nevertheless, what you said.
- Tell us why you are a bad boy!
I could not answer this question, I did not know what to say and I was embarrassed to be like this in the middle of six sexy black mistresses. I received again six crop lashes on my back.
- Answer now!
- Please mistresses; I don't know what to answer.
I received again new slaps.
- Find something, and if it is not satisfactory, then we punish you more.
I tried to think as fast as possible and find something to say. I wanted to stop the lashes because it was very painful, moreover when the six girls at the same time beat me.
- I am not always obedient to my Mistress, I shyly gasped.
I received six new lashes.
- This is not a good answer, we want details.
- Tell us why and when you are not always obedient.
It was a very difficult question. I was very embarrassed. So I said:
- I was a little bit angry with her last week because she did not want me to see my friends.
- Why were you angry?
- Because I like to be with my friends and have fun with them.
- So they are more important than your mistress?
- No, Mistress, but sometimes it is nice to see my friends.
- You can see you friends if you Mistress allows it. If she does not want, you don't see them.
- And I don't want you to see you friends, Juniana added. This time is over.
- You first have to serve and respect your Mistress.
- And be respectful to all black women.
The orders were coming quickly from the six girls. Each time an order was given, another one was quickly added and so on. They were telling me that I had to be always with my mistress and that I had no right, just satisfy and obey my mistress. Each time a girl was giving me a rule, she was cropping my back and she was telling me to repeat.
- Three days ago you were in public and you went to talk to someone without asking permission to your mistress.
- Why?
- Because it is not possible to do it all the time.
- To do what all the time?
- To play this fantasy.
- Because you think it is just a fantasy? Juniana answered. It was perhaps before but now it is real life. Now you are a real slave, it is no longer a game we play from time to time.
- Get up, hands on! One girl said.
I obeyed and stood up in front of them, my hands stretched far above my head. I felt something and watched: there were some chains coming from the ceiling of the room. It was new, I had never seen that before and I wondered when Juniana placed them there. Two girls tied my handcuffs to these chains and I could not move anymore. I was really stretched. The six girls encircled me and at the same time, they started beating my body with their crops. It was each time six lashes at the same time and it was very painful because I could not concentrate on the pain on one place.
- This is the first part of your punishment for having been a bad boy.
I was shouting because of the pain but nobody cared and even lashes were stronger. They were turning around me, and now lashed were not all at the same time, but it was worse because there was not one second without a lash. I was moving all around.
- If you move too much, we beat you more! Said a girl.
I could not help stopping moving and lashes increased and increased. It was very painful and I begged them to stop.
- No way, Juniana said, no mercy for this bad boy. You have to endure it. You have to understand that it is a new age, the age of slavery.
- And we are there to help you to train this slave, Sandra added.
The pain was so big that I felt my body only like pain. Time was like days, I did not know value of time and I almost did not feel when it was over. I opened my eyes and I was alone in the room.
My body was one pain. I glanced down and saw that I was red everywhere, plenty of red lines in all directions from my chest and arms to my toes.
I saw the black women again. They were coming with candles. All of them had two candles, each one from a different colour. They came around me and started dropping the wax all over my body. I shouted again. After the lashes, this was too much, but none of them cared. They just enjoyed dropping wax everywhere, trying to make nice designs of different colours, dark blue, red, yellow, green, purple and orange.
I lost the notion of time, but I think it lasted more than thirty minutes. Thirty minutes of deep pain and burning. I was almost fully covered by the wax and again they left me alone in the room.
I was almost crying because of the pain. I did not want to cry in front of six girls. They had already stolen almost all my pride and manhood, I did not want on top of that to cry in front of six girls. What could they think of me? I was a white man naked and submitted to them, accepting somehow to do all what they wanted.
I wondered what would happen if when I was freed, I was just revolting and stopping their game. Somehow, I was too weak and too surrounded now. I was as if I could not come back to reality. I had to go to the end of the weekend my wife had organised. At least, I had one day more to play her game and the day after, it would be over. I would go out and see some friends of mine, then make a tour on my motorbike and come back in the evening. I was focusing on my motorbike and I could forget the pain.
However, my thoughts were stopped. I saw them coming back in the room. This time the black mistresses, still fully covered by black leather clothes, were carrying long feathers. I was wondering what was again going to happen. They came all around me and started caressing my body softly with the feathers. After a period of pain, I thought it was going to be nice, but my nerves were hot and painful, and these feather caresses were just teasing my hot, painful body. It was even not tickling, just a strange, almost painful sensation. While they were doing that to me, they were talking to each other in their language, as if I was not there. I did not understand their conversation but they had real fun.
When they decided it was too much, they left me again but this time they came back quickly. Two of them removed the chains and freed me.
- On you knees, slave, and follow us! One said.
I promptly obeyed and followed them. In fact, I was walking between the six black women and we went to the garden. They placed themselves in two rows and I saw that they had large paddles in their hands. They were facing two by two and the distance in a row was one metre.
-Stand up!
I obeyed.
- Now, you are going to walk slowly in between us, when you reach the end, you turn back and come again in the row. You do it minimum twenty times. If you fail, if we are not satisfied, you will have the worse punishment you can imagine!
I did not know what could be the worse punishment. I had already been so much in trouble; I had already been so much embarrassed and humiliated.
I began to walk to the row. As soon as I was in between the rows, they started beating me with the paddles, all over my already painful body. Again, I was shouting and mooring. I reached the end and U-turned. I came back into the row and told myself that I had only nineteen left. I went and went through. It was becoming unbearable but all of them were shouting at me, they were harassing in order that I was standing well. I was just counting the runs, five, four, three, two, and finally the last one. I stopped.
- Why do you stop?
- Mistress, you told me to do it twenty times.
- This is what we said, but you did it only ten times. One run is going and returning. Come on, and you will be punished for having stopped without permission.
I could not believe what I was hearing. It was already too much. I went back inside. My body was fully red.
As I was entering the row, I heart:
- And you will do five more runs, full ones.
Moreover, the six women laughed, but it did not decrease their beats and their enjoyment in doing that. I again counted the runs, until I was left with five. At this time, Juniana told me that I had to walk like a duck. This was the worst because I had not only to go very slow, but also it was a very painful way to walk. At least, it was only allowing my torturers to beat my back and the top of my buttocks. After three runs, Juniana told to walk on my fours. I heart her friends telling that it was less funny because they could not reach my buttocks.
I came again in the row for the last beatings. It was too painful and finally I heart what I was so much expecting, I heart Juniana telling me that it was over. I wanted to sit on the ground but she stopped me.
- This is too much, slave. Nobody gave you the order to sit. You failed again; you will be severely punished for your actions.
The more the time was going, the stricter my wife was with me. I became a little bit afraid. I thought that up to now, it was a kind of game, but it became too serious.
-Go to the same place than this morning, it is time for a slave wash!
All the girls started laughing. I stared at all of them, and seeing them so sexy in their leather clothes, I started feeling excited again.
- Look, he is hard again! A girl said.
- He is too much. We do the worst to him and he still likes it.
I was ashamed to be hard after all what happened to me. With all these pains and these humiliations, I was still hard whereas I wanted to show the contrary.
I went to stand in the big bucket. Three of them came with powerful high-pressure water pipes, and they started spraying the high-pressure water on my body. It was again painful on my irritated skin, but at the same time, it was easily removing the wax all over my body. When they were sure that one face was clean, you ordered me to turn and present my back. I obeyed and I felt the wax going down my skin.
As it was just completed, Juniana quickly came to put a leash on my collar and ordered me to be on my fours. Then she pulled me to the group and all together, we went to the other side of the garden. It was humiliating to be in leash among six sexy women dressed in black leather. We went to the same tree than in the morning and Juniana told me again to pee. She really did not want to spare me any embarrassment on this day.
- Come on slave, behave well, she said.
- Obey your mistress, shouted another girl.
Since it was a long time I had not peed, I concentrated, but it was still difficult because of the shame. Finally, and like in the morning, I pissed. In the beginning, as I was hard, I peed on me, almost on my face, then on my chest and finally on the ground.
- You cannot piss like a good slave; we are going to show you how to pee normally.
- Put yourself on your back, your hands alongside your body! Juniana said.
I obeyed, wondering what she wanted to do.
She came on top of me and removed the piece of leather in front of her pussy. I was afraid to understand. I could not believe that she wanted to humiliate me like that. I was thinking she was going to pretend to do it, but I could not believe that. I saw her bending her knees a little bit and parting her legs. Then I saw her piss springing on me, first on my chest, then on my face and hair, then down to the chest and the legs. She did it to the end.
I had never been so ashamed; she was peeing on me, and more than that, in front of five sexy girls.
However, it was not the end of my shame and my embarrassment. As soon as Juniana had finished, she went out of me, but I saw another girl coming to replace her directly, and without any moment, she started peeing on me too.
It was so embarrassing, a girl was pissing on me, five girls were circling me and laughing at my situation.
- That is a correct use of a male, one girl said.
- I never had so much fun when I was pissing, said the girl who was on top of me.
She finished and the third one came on me.
When all the girls had come to piss on me, I was fully covered by piss.
I was feeling so bad. Juniana told me to walk on my fours to the bucket.
She threw me the keys of the padlocks.
- Remove your chains slave. You stink too much; we don't come close to you.
I caught the keys on the ground and removed slowly my chains under their giggling.
- Put them in the bucket!
I did. Sandra threw me a piece of soap and told me to wash the devices very neatly. I obeyed her.
- We stay far from you because you stink; slave, but we still keep on watching you. Do it well and fast.
I finally finished the washing of the devices and put them on the ground. The piss on my body was irritating my skin and the red marks. They told me to stand in the bucket and once again, three girls sprayed water on me.
-Wash yourself with the soap, slave.
I put the soap all over me, including my hair and when I was full of foam, the water was sprayed on me again.
Then it was over. They told me to go to the terrace to dry.
All the women came around me.
- We are going to dry you with whips slave, it will be faster.
- Oh no, please it is too painful.
- What did you say? Slave, when you mistress gives you an order, you say "yes Mistress" and you do it.
- Now you receive double amount of lashes, the first half to dry you and the second one for the punishment.
- You have to learn how to behave slave.
- We told you too many times today slave.
Once again, I felt on my body the bite of the crops. It was even more painful, the most painful of the day, because my skin was still irritated with the lashes, the wax, the piss, the high-pressure water and the soap. After only some lashes, I fell down on the tiles and what I was afraid it could happen happened: I cracked, I could not control myself anymore and I started crying.
It did not stop their drying or punishing lashes, but the girls were laughing.
- Look, is that a man?
- He is crying like a baby.
- Just some small games and he is crying.
- It was just an appetiser of his new life.
- What will it be in some months? He will need a lot of discipline and training.
The lashes continued a certain time before I could feel them becoming softer. I could not stop crying.
Finally, they stopped beating me and watched me crying on the ground. I wanted to stop but it was not possible.
I felt leather covered hands on my body and heart Juniana's soft voice.
- Come on, baby, it is over now. Get up.
Everybody pulled me up and accompanied me to the bedroom. I was feeling so embarrassed to be accompanied, crying, by six black girls. They were giving me hand, touching me. All of them had suddenly a lot of consideration for me. This was perturbing me because I did not know what to think. I was confused, because it is nice to receive consideration from a woman when you are in trouble, but the situation was special. All these girls had humiliated me, had done the worst things together with my wife. Now, they were behaving nicely, almost like a mother or a senior sister. I was feeling goodness in all of them, and it was comforting me. At the same time, being comforted by six black girls who were torturing me and humiliating me during hours up to five minutes before, it was embarrassing me more.
We arrived to the bedroom and they put me on the bed.
I was still crying, covering my face, ashamed to be crying in front of them. Nevertheless, they removed my hands and two girls sat on them. I was obliged to show my crying face to everybody and fell even more ashamed. They were very close to me, touching my body. I was feeling twelve black leather gloves caressing my body.
- It is over now, Juniana said softly and nicely.
She was kissing me tenderly. I did not know what to think. She were talking to me nicely.
- It was a very long day, wasn't it? Many new things happened and you were not strong enough to bear them.
- But we are going to help you, we are here for that, said another girl.
- We know you can become a very good slave.
The six black girls were telling me sweet words while they were caressing me. In addition, of course, I had never been able to resist to black leather, even in this circumstance, and I was hard again. Hands were on my penis, caressing it softly, the same on my balls and everywhere. In addition, Juniana was kissing me on my cheeks and on my lips.
- You are going to sleep now, but you cannot sleep like this, I don't want to leave you with this erection, I don't want you to masturbate, it is very bad.
- Yes, this kind of thing must remain under full control of a woman.
- Your last action tonight will be to masturbate in front of us. Let's go to the sitting room.
Juniana held my cock and pulled me to the sitting room. The six girls sat in the sofas and I had to knee on the table.
- Start your show, but you can only use you thumb and you first finger.
I was excited so I did it. I forgot all the humiliations and pains of the day and focused only on the nice feeling coming from my sex. I did it slowly first, and was watching my wife. I was so happy to have a wife like Juniana. I forgot that all the girls were around and was just staring at her face and at her perfect body fully covered by this sexy black leather. Nobody told anything, just Juniana telling me that the show had to last 15 minutes. I was then caressing me with two fingers, very slowly to last the requested time and not to disappoint her.
After 15 minutes, she gave me the go ahead to come. I masturbated faster and stronger and I came strongly, I was shimmering a long time.
Still softly, Juniana told me to go and fetch some tissue to clean. When it was done, she told me:
- OK, it is over for today, it is time to go to bed after all these emotions. Don't forget your politeness, come and kiss everybody's feet.
I came on my knees and kissed all sexy black leather boots. I did it longer than expected, but I liked kissing boots.
- Go to bed now.
I went to the bedroom and I heart the group following me. I lied down on the bed and the black mistresses came to kiss me good night.
- Tomorrow is a new day. Rest well because the weekend is not yet finished, you still have a full Sunday. Tomorrow, you get up and do like today.
Juniana left me and switched the light off.
I could not sleep directly. I was still remembering like a movie all the events since the day before. This day before was so far. It was like years ago. I was so ashamed, but I was even more ashamed because I was excited as I was remembering everything. It was like a dream. It was not possible. I was sure I was sleeping and I was going to wake up soon. Nevertheless, in place of that, I fell asleep.
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