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Chapter Five
Pleasure and pain
Zero was in torment. She was in her
cage, a four foot cube, hanging from the ceiling. The cage shook as Zero
trembled from the unaccustomed waves of pleasure that were keeping her on the
edge of ecstasy. Finally she could resist no longer and she reached down
between her legs and touched her clit lightly. That was all that she needed.
For the first time in her innocent life she climaxed. She never felt such
pleasure. Her body was racked with pleasure and her cunt spasmed and flexed, tightening around an imaginary
cock. Slowly Zero returned to normal, but the vibrator kept up its work and
Zero again felt herself returning to the peak of sexual excitement. Her
breathing quickened, her pulse raced as her body again paid the price for the
devilish vibrator attached to her cunt lips. Zero realized that she was already
in trouble and was determined to resist the temptation. She was not going
to touch her clit. She was not going to
come. The vibrator kept up its insidious work and Zero was squirming, on the
verge of coming. What made it worse for Zero, was that being blindfolded, she
had no way of knowing how much time had passed. She was praying for her master
to come back and punish her for coming without permission. She did not want to
come a second time.
Finally her body betrayed her. It was
just a brief touch of her finger on her clit that set her off, even harder than
her first cum, as she had endured more
stimulation before allowing herself to climax. She screamed with pleasure as
the sensations radiated from her cunt all through her body. She felt her juices
squirting out of her cunt and across her cage.
Once again, the release let her down from the peak she had reached, and
once again, the vibrator did its work, bringing her back to the edge. Once
again, she wanted to cum more than anything else. Once again, she feared
punishment. As the stimulation continued, Zero started to rationalize. She
thought to herself: If master knew what I was doing, why didn’t he come in after the first time? Or
after the second? I screamed so loud, that if he was paying attention, he must
have noticed. If no one is paying attention, then why am I tormenting myself
when I could be enjoying great pleasure . With that she reached between her
legs and rubbed her clit.
All hell broke loose. Just as she was
starting to come, Zero heard Master’s voice.
“Enjoying yourself, Zero?”
Zero tried to control her climax, but it
was too late. Master entering had put a damper on her cum and it was
comparatively weaker than her first two.
“ Zero, you do not understand. You have
no right to pleasure. You belong to us, like a table, or a chair. You are here
only for our pleasure. Your pleasure will come from pleasing us. You will learn
to understand this. Now we will begin to teach you this lesson by punishing
you. You came three times. I will give you 10 strokes for the first offense, 20
for the second and 30 for the third . That is a total of 60. You will be
restrained.”
Master lowered the cage and pulled Zero
out by her tit. He dragged her, still on her knees, across the marble floor.
“Piss”, Master commanded. “I do not want you to piss under
punishment.”
Zero once again pissed under her masters
gaze. When she finished, Master pulled her, again on her knees across the hard
marble floor. She was pulled to her feet
and was chained by her ankles and wrists in a great X.
“I will start with 10 across the back” Master took a leather cat and laid
the first stroke across Zero’s
back. Master took his time, letting Zero
catch her breath before laying the second stroke across the first. Slowly,
Master continued his torture, Zero was screaming as she felt each blow. Tears
flowed from her eyes and drool from her mouth. She twisted and turned in her
bonds as she tried to ease her pain from the whipping. Finally the Master
counted 10 and Zero thanked her master for punishing her. She begged for
further punishment as blood dripped from the marks on her back.
Master moved to Zero’s ass. He took a special ping pong
paddle, not padded with rubber, but with a sheet of sand paper glued to the
hard wooden surface. He worked gradually over both ass cheeks. The cheeks
quickly turned red and bloody under the paddle. Zero screamed in agony, her
back and ass were like a piece of meat.
Finally, Master reached 10 and Zero panted her thank you through her
tears. Once again she asked for further punishment.
Master walked in front of Zero and took
a small doggie whip. He brought it down over Zero’s belly. Zero screamed. The second
blow fell lower, on the area that had just recently been covered with cunt
hair. Zero never dreamt of being whipped there, so close to her most intimate
lips. Zero then made a big mistake.
“NO,” she screamed, “Please, have mercy.”
Master laughed.
“Zero, you know better than that, you
have just earned further punishment.”
With that, the master took a thin rope
and tied it tightly around Zeros back. He then wrapped it tightly around the
base of her breasts, cutting off the circulation, causing her tits to swell and
turn purple. When he had tied them tightly he took two clamps and placed one on
each nipple. The clamps had a screw that could be tightened, and he used a
screwdriver to tighten them as far as possible. Zero was in agony. He then
attached chains to each clamp and pulled on the chains till her tits were
stretched so that Zero felt the nipples would be torn from her body. He
attached the chains to a ring on the
wall and then paused to let Zero appreciate the affects of her plea for
mercy.
“Well, Zero, what do you have to say
for yourself?”
Zero roused herself and did what she had
to do.
“Thank you Master for punishing me,
Thank you for torturing my tits. Thank you for training me to be a slave.”
Master slashed at her tortured tits.
This was the time for another break through.
“The words are fine Zero, but you must
say them like you mean it. I want to hear the gratitude in your voice, I want
to hear enthusiasm as you express your gratitude for the time and effort that I
am expending on your training.”
Zero had taken acting in High School. She
reached back to her lessons and from somewhere deep inside her self she graciously thanked her Lord and Master for
correcting her by whipping her and torturing her tits. Master smiled.
“Better, but you’ll have to improve as we continue
training.”
Master continued to whip Zero on her
belly and pubic area. Slowly, each blow continued to fall as Zero screamed. As
she twisted in her chains she brought more pain to her tortured tits. Finally
master counted to 10 and looked over the markings on Zero’s belly. Zero did her best to thank
her master, trying to find the proper enthusiasm in her voice.
Master reached for his flogger as he
moved to a new area on Zero’s
tortured body. Now Zero felt a blow against her swollen and stretched tits.
First the left, then the right, as master alternated, going slowly, so that
Zero was kept in constant pain. Her tits, usually a source of pleasure, were
now total agony. After ten blows on her tits, Zero again was forced to thank her
master with a forced humbleness and enthusiasm. She did not know how she would
survive the 20 lashes she still had coming.
Master reached for a thin flexible cane
and found a new spot to torment. This time he attacked the inside of her
thighs, placing five marks on each, climbing from her knees to just below her
cunt lips. After receiving the enthusiastic thank you’s that he demanded, he asked Zero
“ Where should I place the next 10
lashes? I have covered your back, your ass, your belly, your tits and your
inner thighs. Now Zero, you may beg for the next lashes.”
Zero knew where master wanted the last
10 lashes to go. She was not stupid. She hoped that the proper enthusiasm in
her request might gain her some lessening of the strength of her blows.
“Master, please be so kind and generous
as to whip my cunt. I need you to punish my cunt because I came without your
permission, against your orders.”
“Very well, as you wish. You will count
each lash.”
Master slashed up from the floor and
landed the blow across Zero’s
cunt lips. Zero screamed. Her entire
body shook. Her tits were pulled as she could not help her shaking. Her entire
body was ablaze with pain. Finally, Zero was able to pull herself together to
sob out “One,
thank you my Lord.”
She did not know how she would survive nine more. But she did. Master allowed
her a full minute between each blow to let the pain permeate her entire body.
Finally, her ordeal was over.
“Ten, thank you My Lord for correcting
me and punishing me. If it pleases you, could you kindly whip me again.”
Master thought about it. He was not
happy with Zero’s
plea for mercy and was tempted to begin whipping Zero on the soles of her feet,
but he decided against it. Zero was so wracked with pain that any further pain
would not be effective. He therefore released her from her chains and released
her tits from their torture.
“Since you thanked me so nicely, it is
time we grant you a privilege. We grant you the privilege of sight.”
With that Master removed Zero’s blindfold and she was able to see.
She was in a large room, with a marble floor, with many chains and pillars to
keep her well tied. She saw various whips and paddles scattered around the
room. She looked to see her Master and she was puzzled. He looked very
ordinary. He was simply dressed in black slacks and a black shirt. He was of
average height, around six feet, he had a full head of hair, although it was
starting to get gray. He was of average weight, neither slim, nor fat. How
could such an ordinary looking man be the Master who she feared, who tortured
her and abused her. The she saw the way he carried himself, the confidence he
exuded, the gleam in his eye as he looked at her and she realized what made him
truly a Master.
“Must I blindfold you again? Have you forgotten all your lessons?”
Zero, in terror quickly thanked he master for
granting her the most precious gift of sight, for allowing her to look upon,
his face. To see him so as to be better able to serve him.
Master realized that Zero had had a
long day and, whatever he might tell her, she had real physical limits. He
decided to let her eat, drink and sleep, to give her strength for the big party
tomorrow. He therefore had Shiteater bring out a plate of bacon and eggs, a
bowl of oatmeal and a plate of pancakes with syrup. Zero still had to eat while
on her knees, with just her mouth, no hands, let alone silverware. She ate like
a dog eating dog food, but she had reached such a stage of weakness and
degradation that she was truly grateful for being allowed to eat real tasty
food and when she finished her thank you’s were sincere and gracious. She was
honestly happy to be so well fed. It was the first real food that she was able
to eat in a long time. After she drank the delicious ice cold water and thanked
Master for his kindness, master brought her to her cage and locked her in but
did not raise the cage.
“Sleep well Zero. You will need your strength for your next training session.” With those ominous words master left. He did not turn off or lower the lights. Zero had no need to know whether it was day or night and he would give her no clues. Her time was divided in two. When she was wanted by her masters and when she was not. This was a time when she was not wanted by her masters. She would be allowed to rest until she would be prepared for the big party, but after the party, she would be introduced to Master’s three assistants, and they would have the right to use Zero at any time. For now however, Zero was exhausted and despite her pain, fell into a deep sleep.
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