Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
54. Trial by Fire
NuBaby gave into the pain and the overwhelming exhaustion...there was
nothing left in her to fight with. Her life in the past week had been
one of pain, partial healing, inadequate food, more pain, and being
crippled, now hours and hours of punishment for her failed escape
attempt shattered the last of the girls reserves. She had already been
surprised to find that Tony's rough treatment of her found something
deep in her core that responded. Oh, she knew that she liked the
challenge of a strong man, and had not had any fear of meeting that
challenge head on. But in a world where every man was told over and
over to respect a woman, that he needed to be sensitive, she had found
few whom she could not manipulate. Here was a man, her tired mind
tried to keep its focus, who accepted nothing from her, took from her
what he wanted and controlled her.
Her mouth was soon filled with the soothing bursts of cum as Tony
pumped his cock deep into the swollen flesh. It was the first moisture
she had received outside of the dampened sponge in 24
hours...gratefully she drew the searing cum into her mouth. What
confused her even more was the tremors and then explosion of her own
orgasm. Her burning eyes closed as she gasped in surprise...she had
felt the hunger growing in her, but had never expected to cum. Tony
smiled down at the subjugated woman in front of him, her mouth
clinging hotly to his cock. He and LaGuardian had talked...he knew
that he could not brainwash the slave into complying, but LA was
showing him how he could make her change herself. There was a bit more
to do before he could feel confident in her...and before the slut
could be allowed to rest.
Tony reached down to stroke the silken black hair of his slut. "Good
sureibu...you are learning." A shiver raced through NuBabys
flesh...she had eagerly sucked his cock from fear, fear that the pain
would continue, fear that it would grow worse, and found that the pain
and action had made her cum, but this, this was worse, she actually
enjoyed the praise, his touch on her hair telling her she had done
well. "You want to please me slut, it feels so good when you obey,
then the pain is ours and not just yours." Nubaby, curled in on
herself inside...the chaos that reined in her thoughts, kept her off
balance. It would hurt if she pleased him, it would hurt more if she
did not, but, either way it was pain, but she was cumming when she
hurt herself for him, NO...she had to esca...escape means pain, PAIN,
Anger and more pain..punishment..but maybe...no it is not safe to try.
Over and over her mind chased itself in circles...like a puppy with a
sparkler on its tail. If only she could sleep, heal, maybe, maybe then
she would understand...soooo tired...she did not realize that she had
not removed her mouth from his cock but was instead nursing on it, the
pain as she suckled rolling into the pain she already bore.
"Bitch..." she did not look up her fogged mind lost in its own
reaches. "Bitch..Let go." Tony tugged a lock of her hair to get her
attention, reluctantly the girl allowed his cock to pull from her
mouth with a pop. She was unaware of the string of cum that stretched
between her mouth and his cock until it broke and trailed down her
chin to her tits. LA Guardians cold modulated tones cut through the
fog..."Cunt you are going to perform for us...do well and you will
receive a treat...fail and the punishment goes on.
NuBaby glanced in his direction in fear, but dared not raise her eyes.
Opening one of his cases he pulled out a 14" dildo and a stand.
Holding the dildo out to the girl he waited for her to take it.
NuBabys hands shook as she took the weight of the artificial cock in
her hands, she could barely close her hands around the monster, it was
so thick. Pulling a vial from his vest pocket he handed it to the
cringing slave. "Coat it bitch" NuBaby looked at the vial, her mind
pulling back in horror as she recognized the oil within from her
grandmothers cooking. HUNAN CHILI SAUCE! The girls eyes flared in fear
as she opened the vial and began to rub the oil onto the dildo.
LAGuardian in the meantime began to set up the stand. It was a simple
press set on end and balanced. The two boards open and a large screw
threaded between them to tighten the press. NuBaby contemplated the
dildo...she knew that it would go somewhere in her body and she feared
that she knew where. A tiny tear escaped her eye as she knew there was
no escape.
"Hand me the dildo slut." NuBaby raised the heavy toy to LA's hand,
her breath catching in her throat. "Now cunt, Put your tits between
the boards...HURRY UP." NuBaby prayed for a reprieve, a
rescue..anything...death..lightening striking...as she pulled her
ravaged and pained body to the press. NuBaby looked down at her tits,
they were the only things not screaming at her in pain...Tony had done
little to them over the past days, but that reprieve looked like it
was over. Closing her eyes in fear, she edged her body over the press
and allowed the pert orbs to hand between the boards. She braced for
the pain to come but was unprepared for the next command. "Tighten it
slut." Confusion made her buck her head up...they couldn't mean for
her to ... please nooooooooo. "Tighten it slut. Don't make me say it
again" LA's voice was cold as ice. With a moan of fear, Nubaby gripped
the stiff screw and began to turn it...slowly the boards came
together, at first the pressure gradual....No worse than a lovers
grip..but all to soon it became painful and she stopped. Maybe they
would be satisfied with that...please let that be enough. Loosening a
screw on the side of the stand, LA tilted the board a bit. "NOT GOOD
enough cunt...I want to see those nipples of yours trying to pop."
Tony's voice was a lash cutting across the girls soul. "CRUSH them
slut!"
NuBaby shook as her hands reluctantly forced themselves back to the
screw. Weeping freely now, she turned it, each turn growing harder to
make, each movement of the board downwards sending pain ripping
through her tit flesh, to curl knotted in her belly. Her screams of
pain as she tormented her own tender glands, made the men smile.
"Stop!" NuBaby danced on her knees, her body shaking and bouncing in
pain as she gratefully dropped her hands. Her nipples protruded purple
and bloated from the other side of the press, filled with the blood
that had been squeezed from the agonized flesh.
"Very good slut...such a good bitch...you obey well now." Again the
emotions warred in the captive slave. She had tortured herself to
please them...to avoid further punishment, but still...it almost felt
right...there was a core of pleasure from making them happy..no matter
how much it hurt.
"Now...put this in your cunt." NuBaby looked in horror at the Chili
Sauce covered dildo. Her mind and body were already under attack by
the pain of the press and the cactus piercings of her mouth and cunt,
exhaustion fought for dominance with pain, her uterus still burning
under its punishing cleansing, her eyes burning and blurred by tears
and the hours of torment they had withstood....how could she add one
more thing , one more pain to it. "Slut." The warning in LA's voice
was enough, her hand reached for the oil coated dildo and maneuvering
it around the breast press she placed it at the swollen mouth of her
slit. A soft whimper of fear and anticipated agony escaped as she
began to force the enormous toy cock into her ravaged cunt. She had
not thought that it was possible for her cunt to hurt more, until
every nerve lit up like a pinball machine...screaming in lava hot fury
as the oil soaked into the holed flesh of her cunt.
Caught between press and fiery oil, Nubaby writhed, fucking the oil
soaked dildo deeper into her cunt. Even into the reaches of her cervix
and uterus the oil flowed and tormented. LAGuardian and Tony looked at
the slut dancing for them in pain, pain she had inflicted on herself
and found a warm glow of pleasure within. This was what bitches such
as this one were for, pain, dancing and writhing to their
pleasures...Controlled, owned, suffering as they wished. With matching
grins of sadistic pleasure each pulled their hardened cocks free. Now
she was ready to please. Sliding beneath the writhing ass of the slut
Tony shoved his massive weapon home in her ass as LAGuardian took
possession of her mouth. Each plowed and fucked the girl brutally,
finishing as the girl succumbed to the pain and abuse and fainted.
Brandy's soft mewling of welcome found a certain joy in Glens heart
that he did not know that he could feel. He had always envied Adam his
closeness with Merilee. Bruno was companion and friend, and he had his
friends among the S&M community, but this...this was a breathing,
warm, wet, woman eager to see him, to be in his arms. This was what he
had hoped for most of his life and never found. Thanking Adam for
watching his bitch and petting Merilee's head, Glen tapped the signal
to Brandy's collar. Crawling to the front door, Brandy watched her
owner, her lover, captor and maybe her love approach and open it.
Almost eagerly she left the house to wait at the truck bed..she could
not climb in on her own, knowing she was not to stand, but was
confused then estatic when Glen did not lift her into the bed but
carried her to the cab of the truck and put her on the floor inside.
It took only a moment to drive the short distance home, his hand
dropping to rustle her closely cropped hair. Her arms went about his
neck and her mouth nuzzled against his face as he lifted her from the
truck.
Glen let Bruno out of the house and the big dog ran over to check his
mate, he could smell other dogs on her flesh...and began to run the
yard marking his territory to return and mark his bitch as well.
Brandy shook indignantly and crawled into her bushes to relieve
herself. A hum of pleasure raced through Glen as he watched his two
pets moving about the yard. Finally it was time to go inside,
signaling them to follow he entered the house.
Glen set about putting dinner together...a thick steak, baked potato
and buttered roll, sipping at a beer as he worked. Brandy lay on the
kitchen floor watching him as he moved about. Glen talked as he
cooked, a smile on his saturnine face as he, told Brandy and Bruno
about the day. Brandy could only catch 1 word in 10 but she never let
her eyes move from him. She could smell the steak cooking, her stomach
rumbling softly as she drooled. Damn...she could almost taste it. Her
heart sank a little as Glen picked up the dog bowls and began to fix
them. Well you couldn't expect to change him in a day. Glen placed the
bowls back down and Brandy rose with a sigh of sorrow to go eat. That
steak had smelled soooooooooo good....soooo tender even, but she
lowered her face to the bowl and began to eat what had been given her.
Glen laughed...the girl was trying...that was all he had wanted to
see...if she had really begun to settle down. His hand gripped her
collar and pulled her away from the filled bowl. Gently he wiped her
face with a dishcloth as she looked at him in confusion. Picking up
his own plate he signaled her to follow and entered the living room.
Settling on the couch he signaled for her to sit at his feet. Brandy
could feel her stomach protest having to watch him eat. Glen sliced a
piece of the steak free and ate it, then cutting another, held it
above Brandy's head. Her heart leaped...ok...so she would have to beg
for it...IT WAS PEOPLE FOOD...STEAK...TENDER JUICY RARE STEAK!!!!
Eagerly she rose and reached for it with only her mouth. A Flavor she
had never thought to taste again burst over her tongue, almost she was
reluctant to chew and swallow wanting to savor that wonderful flavor
as long as she could. Glen laughed and gestured for her to chew. Bit
by bit he shared his meal with his bitch...enjoying the delight on her
face with every bite.
It was a full and happy Brandy that joyously mated with Master and Dog
that night...her moans of pleasure as she serviced each filling the
room with a warm glow. Gleefully she smiled as Glen ready for
bed...called her into it to snuggle warm against his side, Bruno
laying across their feet. Somehow...it just didn't seem so bad
anymore....somehow...she felt loved.
The sun was sinking as Grimli and Wildrose pulled the last load of
wood into the yard. They could barely lift their legs
anymore...exhaustion had claimed them 2 loads back, and they moved as
zombies the last two trips up the hill. They could no longer think,
their brains numb as they fought blindly up the hill. Gene had lead
lizette into the stable and settled her. She was not used to being
ridden and had labored hard under first Eisanna's weight and then his.
Wildrose and Grimli stood quietly as they were unharnessed...each in
their turn, the tails were pulled from them and their bodies washed
down with the hose. Gene scrubbed them down well and finally led them
by the bridle into the stable. Confusion entered their eyes as they
were led to box stalls, the bars allowing light and air through, but
no latches on the inside. Efficiently he set about bedding them down,
clamping a iron manacle on one ankle and chaining them to the back
wall by it.
Sinking into the straw all Grimli wanted was a beer and food, but
somehow he had the feeling that the beer was not on the menu when Gene
entered with a bucket of water and a bowl of food. His gray eyes took
in the mix of oatmeal, fruits and bits of stew meat and sighed. High
in carbohydrates it would fill him and give him energy, but was not as
satisfying as the meal he would have preferred, besides he hated
fruit! Petting Grimli on the shoulder Gene left the stall and
padlocked it. "You'd better eat up boy and rest...you have a long day
tomorrow" Sighing Grimli worked the bit in his mouth and tried to work
some of the ache from his bound hands as he ate. The sounds of
Wildrose servicing Miss Eisanna and the moans of lizette as her Master
enjoyed her tired heated flesh, made it hard, but not impossible for
him to sleep.
