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Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 2 Michelle’s Story Chapter 56
By Redlegtiger and GuiltyKarma
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Chapter 56, The Maze Continued
As Michelle approached the next station, the Dom stopped her about ten feet away and said, “Stop there you foul smelling pig. I don’t want you any closer to me than that. I can punish you just fine with you there and it makes it easier to stand your stench. God you are such a pig. The Dom started playing with the remote that controlled her dildos. He had set it on random so that the shocks ranged from a 5 to a 10 setting and that the shocks were 30 seconds to a minute apart and lasted for the same variation of time.
Michelle found her dildos going off randomly in her cunt and in her ass alternately and at times at the same time. Her clit and nipples were also shocked at random intervals. Every so often they would all go off at the same time.
Michelle was rolling and squirming in agony as she was electrically tortured in her cunt, ass, clit and nipples. There was nothing she could do to lesson the pain either. Even the mildest of the shocks was enough to cause extreme pain.
What added to her humiliation was that he had turned the vibrators on, on both of the dildos and they were stimulating her and bringing her closer and closer to cumming. She would get close to cumming and then a shock would take her down off of the edge. Each time she got closer to cumming it seemed as if it was stronger and more powerful. But each time that she was sure she would trip over the edge and cum, a shock would take the edge off and the next time she would go even higher.
It was two thirds of the way through the electrical torture that she finally went over the edge and came harder than she had ever cum. She came so hard that she passed out.
The next thing Michelle was aware of was that a broken ammonia capsule was being waved under her nose. She shook the cobwebs out of her head and then the stench hit her again. It took just a few moments for her senses to be overwhelmed again to where it didn’t bother her as much. It was still bad but at least it was almost tolerable.
When the Dom saw that she was awake he laughingly said, “My, aren’t we the foul smelling little piggy pain slut. I may just have my dad purchase you so I can spend all my time torturing you. We’ve got a whole pig sty of pigs that you can live with. How would you like that piggycunt?”
Michelle had been so humiliated, so many times by that point that the humiliation didn’t bother her much any more. They could call her whatever they wanted or do anything they wanted and it wouldn’t change that she was a toy for them to play with. It was her destiny to be a plaything for whatever master controlled her. The only one that would ever have her heart was Aminda. They could do anything to her and as long as she was with Aminda she would be happy.
The Dom was waiting for an answer so Michelle answered, “I will do whatever is required by my master. He is the one that determines what I do or don’t do. You will have to take it up with him if that is what you want. I have no say in the matter master.”
The Dom was surprised at her response. He had been sure that she would have begged to not be put into that type of situation. He correctly assumed that her spirit had been broken. He announced, “Well you’re the lucky one then. You haven’t got the kind of spirit to be my slave. I want a slave that has some fight left in her. You’re nothing but a pathetic little toy. You’re done with this station so get out of my sight. I’m tired of dealing with you.
Michelle crawled the rest of the way to the corner of the path and turned back to the right to go to the female dog. She assumed correctly that the punishment at that station would be different this time. She also noticed that it was beginning to get dark. She wondered if they would make them continue through the night or let them get some rest. It didn’t matter to her any more. She would do whatever they said, that was what she was for. She just hoped that Aminda and Lisa were able to make it through. Every once in a while she had heard screams coming from somewhere in the maze. The thing that worried her was that the screams were getting progressively weaker. She was getting worried for her friends.
Michelle had good reason to be worried for Lisa and me. We were both struggling but Lisa was in such a weakened state that she could barely move. I was only slightly better but I seemed to have a stronger constitution than Lisa. I knew that Lisa needed a break to recover. I had to almost pull her along the fifty feet to the last station. I thought how we could turn around after this. I could see that there wasn’t a turn or anything at the end. But what scared me was the big electric chair that was in the center of the path at the end. It looked like it had been taken straight from the execution chamber from an old prison. As we got closer I saw that it had a couple of additions to it in the way of a couple of dildos. I knew that Lisa couldn’t stand even one minute on that chair.
As we got up to the Dom waiting at the station, I knelt with my palms up instead of facing down to let him know I wanted to say something. The Dom acknowledged my request and allowed me to speak. I said, “Master, suckpup can’t stand to be tortured right now. We are here because of something I did. If not for me making a mistake, she would not be in this position. I am willing to take her punishment at this station along with mine and however much in addition you deem necessary to account for her missing this station. I beg of you to let me be punished in her stead.”
The Dom pulled out a small hand held radio and talked to Mistress Brittany. He relayed the request I made and what I volunteered to do. Mistress Brittany gave him the go ahead with very specific instructions as to how long and what to say to try and talk me out of it. But that if I still decided to take suckpup’s place I would be allowed to.
The Dom put the hand held radio in his pocket and turned back to me. He said, “Okay headpup, listen up. Ten percent of slaves who sit in the chair don’t make it in the fifteen minutes that they are required to sit in it. There have been a few that have had to sit in it for thirty minutes. Only half of them survived. Just a small handful of slaves have been on the chair for 45 minutes which is what you will have to do. Less than a fourth of them have survived. If you do this, the odds are against your survival. And even then there is no guarantee that suckpup will be able to make it back down the maze. Do you still want to take suckpup’s punishment knowing the odds are stacked against you?”
I didn’t even hesitate. I looked at Lisa and saw how out of it she was and how she was just staring ahead and wavering back and forth just kneeling there. Her eyes were unfocused and she was definitely on her last legs. She couldn’t even stand five minutes let alone fifteen on the chair. As I looked at Lisa I said, “I understand and still wish to take suckpup’s punishment. She is being punished enough for my mistake. Please let me do this for her master.”
The Dom nodded his head saying, “You know what to do cunt.”
I took out my dildos and crawled up to the chair. I guided the chair dildos into my ass and cunt as I sat down onto the seat. The Dom put the shackles on my ankles and then on my thighs. He then locked my wrists to the chair and then strapped my forearms down at the elbows. He put a metal strap around my forehead that held my head tight against a metal plate on the chair. When he was done strapping me in he stepped back and explained saying, “The chair will go through a preprogrammed series. The shocks will last for various lengths of time and at various strengths. Some will be barely tolerable. The most dangerous are when the shock hits the highest setting for the longest time. It is done randomly so there is no telling when it might happen. The longer you are in the chair, the more likely that you will get that particular combination. You will definitely experience it at least once and maybe twice in forty five minutes.
The Dom stepped to a post with a control switch on it at the corner of the path. He took the heavy switch and lifted it up, slamming it into the on position. The effect was immediate as my entire body went rigid and my teeth clenched as I screamed through it. Ten seconds later the jolt of electricity stopped. I panted for breath and muttered, “Oh god… oh god…” over and over again. About fifteen seconds later an even longer and stronger jolt surged through my body. My arms and legs snapped so hard from the current that the whole chair shook. This jolt lasted fifteen seconds and my body went limp. I cried with a full bodied cry and knew in that instant that I most likely wouldn’t survive. I hadn’t even experienced a full minute and already I felt myself teetering on the edge. I realized as well that if it had been Lisa that she definitely wouldn’t have made it. I looked up and said as loud as I could, but which came out just a bit louder than a whisper, “I love you Lisa. I’m sorry.”
Lisa had been laying there in a funk thinking how bad things were for the three of us and wanting to just give up. Then she heard a soft but distinctly audible “I love you” that sounded like Aminda. She shook her head and looked in the direction the sound came from just in time to watch my body go stiff as electricity flowed through me. Fortunately for me this was a fairly low setting and was more tolerable than the two previous. Lisa was beginning to understand my love for her. She had been cognizant enough to know that I had begged to take her punishment and assume full responsibility for what happened. Lisa knew that she couldn’t have stood going through the torture of the chair at that moment. She had no energy left and needed the time. She wondered how long I would have to remain on the chair being tortured as she didn’t hear what the Dom had said. She finally said, “I love you too Aminda” through her tears.
I heard Lisa’s declaration of love and looked at her as the current went through me again. It was another milder but much longer jolt. It was painful but wasn’t the bone crushing, overwhelming spasm that the stronger ones were. I was able to keep my eyes open and I stared at Lisa for the entire half minute that the current seemed to flow from the dildos in my cunt and ass and up my legs and arms and finally into my clit and nipple clamps to the pins still imbedded in my tits to fully encompass my entire body. We were both crying very hard at that point but Lisa was able to blurt out, “Thank you Minda”.
Lisa knelt there and stared into my pain filled eyes with all of the love she had. She wondered what kind of love I had for her to willingly risk dying for her? She was quite sure that she wouldn’t have had the strength of will to do that for me if the roles were reversed. She had loved me before but had not really thought about it. The words of love she had written for me were such an inconsequential declaration compared to this act of pure love that it paled in comparison. She just wished there was some way that she could show me that she now understood why I hadn’t wanted to chose between Michelle and her. How I had enough love for both of them. She derided herself for being so selfish as to have caused me to lash out at them as they pestered me when I was in the middle of trying to help our other classmates. She wailed out with every fiber of her soul, “I’m sorry Aminda. I’m sorry……”.
I focused on Lisa again as I heard her and shook my head yes. A bolt of electricity flowed through me that was stronger and longer than any before. My body was stiff and the chair rattled as my body shook hard. My teeth were clenched and I screamed through them in agony. I felt my muscles begin to cramp up in severe pain as charliehorse like cramps began to cover my entire body. I thought I was going to die when all of a sudden the current stopped. I took a deep breath, not evenly realizing that I hadn’t been breathing during the entire twenty second shock. I wondered how much more I could take. I wanted Michelle to know that I loved her like Lisa now knew. I gathered up all of my strength to yell it out but the electric current hit. It was a weaker current but still very painful. I screamed out in agony with the breath I had taken previously. It started out strong but quickly weakened to a mere whisper. That shock took everything out of me. I didn’t have the strength left to yell. I didn’t even have the strength to lift my head. My head would have hung down, but for the band around my forehead and my mouth was open with drool dripping down.
I began thinking of Michelle at that moment. Those thoughts became my sole focus as if I could send them to Michelle by just thinking of them. The current kept turning on and off, weakening me more and more. I had passed the fifteen minute mark and was half way through the second fifteen minutes. I was beginning to feel that this was where my miserable life would end. I just didn’t have the strength to fight any more. I felt truly alone at that moment as the last of my strength began to leave me. I put all of my energy into a single thought of love for Michelle when the most powerful setting hit for the longest time. Ten seconds into it and I was somewhere between unconsciousness and awareness. My entire body was in a terrible, all consuming spasm. My love for Michelle was the only thing on my mind as I began to feel the last flickers of life flow from me.
I was half way through the setting when all of a sudden I felt connected. I felt that Michelle was struggling as well and needed me. I mentally latched onto that connection and held on for dear life. It gave me the strength I needed.
At that moment in time, as I was being electronically tortured, I tripped into an orgasm at the same exact instant that Michelle did. I experienced the most massive orgasm in my life. In that moment of glorious rapture, all pain was gone. At the same time I knew without a doubt that Michelle belonged to me. There were no words spoken, but I knew in my heart and my mind, as if it was an essential part of my being, that Michelle and I were inexorably linked. That at that moment I would do anything to be back with Michelle and never leave her. It gave me the will and the strength to survive.
As the current stopped I knew that I had made it through the worst of the chair. I knew that I could make it now that I knew I could draw from Michelle’s strength and she could draw from mine. I thought of my love for her and felt her love returned. I didn’t understand how we had made this connection but it happened and there was no way I wasn’t going to survive. Michelle needed me and I needed her. I realized that our lives were now so intertwined that we could not live without the other. Yes I loved Lisa with all of my heart but Michelle was a part of me now. I could never live without that connection of love that we now shared. Tears streamed down my cheeks, only these were tears of happiness.
I continued on through the last fifteen minutes of the electric chair torture. It was hard and I did struggle with it several times but it was always the feeling of love I could feel from Michelle and her need for me that pulled me through. I tried with every fiber of my being to send out thoughts of my love for her so she could be sustained as I was.
Finally my ordeal in the electric chair was over. The Dom flipped the switch off and my body collapsed into the chair. He loosened the metal bindings that held me into the chair. I was too weak to get up after such a long time in the chair. I tried to get my muscles to work but they just wouldn’t. I groaned in pain and weakness as he pulled me out of the chair and let me fall to the ground. I lay there on the ground. Lisa came over to me and tried to get me to move. I really did try to get up but my muscles were too weak. They needed time to recover.
The Dom came up to me and kicked me saying, “You better get going or I’ll put you back in the chair and we’ll do it again.”
I struggled, trying to get up, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t even talk at that moment because I was so weak. The next thing I knew, Lisa was next to me. She reached around me and pulled me up until I was on all fours. I could barely hold myself up and she saw that. She got in front of me on all fours and backed herself under me. She put my arms over her shoulders and told me to put all of my weight on her back. After I did, she started crawling back toward the station where we were triple fucked.
Shortly after Aminda was strapped into the electric chair, Michelle crawled up to the Domme that was tending the next station. She noticed that the old dog went as far into the corner as she could to get away from her. The Domme wrinkled up her face at the stench that accompanied Michelle. The skunk smell was the worst part of it but there was a bit of the putrid shit and the piss mixed in as well. From the face the Domme made, Michelle knew she smelled bad. Her sense of smell had been totally desensitized by the extreme smell of the skunk.
The Domme said, “God you smell horrible you miserable cunt. I’m glad I don’t have to spend much time with you. If your friends survive, they aren’t going to want to stay in the same room with you. And I’m quite sure that they aren’t going to let you clean up when you’re done. That will be just another reminder of what happens to slaves that disobey. Now as you can see, you smell so bad that even Jenny doesn’t want to have anything to do with you. So I guess I’ll have to improvise. Get down on your back in front of me with your head away from me and your feet toward me. I want you to spread your legs as wide as you can and then pull your knees up to your tits and hold them there. I want you to push your ass up as high as you can and put your weight on your shoulders so your cunt and asshole are exposed.”
Michelle quickly got on her back a couple of feet from the chair that the Domme was sitting in. She got into the position as she was told and no sooner than she did, the Domme started hitting her cunt, ass and inner thighs with a riding crop. Michelle screamed in agony as the pain traveled up her cunt. To add insult to injury, the dildo’s in her cunt and ass went off to add to the pain.
Michelle again found herself getting closer and closer to cumming from the pain of the whipping and the shocks of the dildos. The difference this time was that the dildos weren’t vibrating. It was just the pain that was driving the stimulation. For ten minutes she received an intense whipping that turned her cunt and ass a deep red. She screamed and begged for mercy but none was coming. As the pain continued to get worse, she moved closer and closer to orgasm. The Domme decided to move the strikes to her inner thighs then and when she hit Michelle’s inner thigh where Aminda was burned in, the pain was extremely intense and seemed to flow straight into her cunt and clit. It sent her over the edge into an intense orgasm.
Michelle’s thought process was in such a state that she just knew that cumming from being hit where my name was burned on her thigh was a sign that god was telling her that I was her true love and that she belonged to me now. It gave her a surge of adrenaline that pushed the orgasm higher and higher and sustained it as the Domme kept whipping her. It was at that point that Michelle’s psyche made the link to mine as mine had linked to hers. We were linked so tightly that she did not want to survive without me. I was not only her true love, but was her goddess.
Michelle and I would truly do anything for each other now. We were determined before, but now we both knew that we would make it through this punishment. As long as we had a breath left in our bodies, we could not leave each other behind to suffer alone. It was a matter of survival for both of us.
Michelle found herself waking up again to the smell of ammonia as a capsule was waved under her nose. When she was awake the Domme said, “My… my, didn’t you just have a good cum. You really are a little pain slut. I’ll just have to pass that on to Mistress Brittany so she can treat you and your fellow little sluts that survive accordingly. By the way, I’m told that they are struggling. You just may be the only one of the three to survive.”
Michelle was stunned by that news. She began to panic initially but a calm assuredness came over her. Somehow she knew that what the Domme was telling her was wrong. She knew that Lisa and I were in bad shape and struggling but that we were far from done for. She also knew in that instant that she had to find the way out and return through the maze to get us out without any missed turns.
My taking Lisa’s punishment worked for her and had given her more strength than I had thought it would. It was slow going as she carried both of us the fifty long feet to the station. By the time we got there I had gained some strength back but still couldn’t kneel or crawl over in front of the Dommes at that station.
Lisa knelt in the position to ask a question or to speak. The Domme in charge acknowledged her and let her speak. Lisa took a cue from what I said last time, indicating that she was at least aware of her surroundings the last time, and asked, “Being as we are going through this station together and it is expected that one of us is to torture the other. I ask that headpup be one of the three to fuck me. As weak as she is it would make sense that she would be on the bottom with me on top, opposite of what we did the last time. I will willingly take the punishment for however long you determine is necessary for this to happen.”
The Domme laughed and said, “So you want to take headpup’s punishment this time like she did for you last time do you? Well, since one of you has to participate in the triple fuck anyway, go ahead. She’ll still have to use the dual shock dildo though. Here, strap this on her and get her in position. How long I decide to make you endure the triple fuck depends on how active you are in participating. If it looks to me like you are really enjoying it, I will let you off easy. Otherwise it will be forty five minutes.”
Lisa inserted the electrified dildo into my cunt and then strapped it to my waist. She then helped me lie down on my back and she straddled me. She started to guide the dildo into her cunt but the Domme stopped her. She told her to put it in her ass instead. Lisa turned around and guided the dildo into her ass as instructed. When the dildo was fully inserted into her ass she fucked it a couple of times, receiving a shock each time. Then she leaned back and said, “I need to be fucked. Does anybody have a cock for my pussy?”
The Dommes looked at each other in amazement and then laughed. One of them immediately got down over her and guided a ten inch electrified dildo into her cunt. Lisa didn’t wait for the Domme to start fucking her. She immediately began to rock back and forth alternately driving the dildo in her ass until it shocked her and then up onto the dildo in her cunt until it shocked her. The jolts were hard but she clenched her teeth and bore it without screaming. Her face was a grimace in pain but she held back her scream with each shock. She opened her mouth and looked into the other Domme’s eyes then down to the dildo harness she wore and back into her eyes. The Domme understood and stepped up to her and slid the electrified cock down her throat. Lisa swallowed the cock with ease until her nose hit the base plate that sent a shock into her throat. Lisa rocked back and forth on the three dildos and to any observer, it would seem that she was really enjoying the triple fuck.
The Dommes didn’t move at all. They let Lisa do all of the work. After about fifteen minutes I was beginning to get a little energy and feeling back in my arms and legs. I saw that Lisa was beginning to weaken a bit so I reached up and grabbed her tits, forgetting about the pins in them and began to gently massage them and tweak the clamps on her nipples. I leaned my head up and began whispering ‘I love you’ in her ear over and over again. I squeaked occasionally when the jolt of the dildo coincided with my declaration of love for Lisa. It was working though. It gave her the motivation to keep going in spite of being tired and constantly shocked. She was however, losing control and began to squeal around the dildo in her mouth whenever the shocks occurred. What amazed me about five minutes later was I felt her cum hard. Her entire body tensed up and shook from the strength of the orgasm and she squealed in pleasure around the dildo going in and out of her throat.
The Domme in her pussy pulled out and made the one fucking Lisa’s throat stop too. Lisa kept fucking the dildo in her ass though, perpetuating the orgasm and screaming in pleasure and pain, making louder squeaks with each surge of electricity that surged through her from the dildo. A couple of minutes later the orgasm finally abetted and she collapsed back onto me. She lay like that for a minute until the Domme said she could stop and take the dildo off. Lisa rolled off of me more than lifting off. The dildo made a sucking sound and popped as it came out of my ass. She turned around and sucked the dildo clean and then crawled to the Domme that had been in her cunt and sucked it clean as well. The Domme wearing the dildo said, “I’m going to have to see if daddy will buy you for me. You are one hot little slave. When you came through the first time, I would have never thought you had it in you. Now both of you get moving or I’ll make you go through this again.
In the other part of the maze the Domme released Michelle to continue down the maze. Michelle crawled away with a renewed sense of purpose and energy. When she got to the pit with the rats, she knelt and waited for the Dom there to give instructions. They were the same as before so she crawled down into the pit. Unlike last time, the rats scrambled away from her well before she got close to them. They apparently couldn’t stand the smell of the skunk. She crawled back and forth for the fifteen minutes and wasn’t scratched or bitten one time. She began to hope that going through the misery of being sprayed by the skunk might have other positive benefits.
About half way through the time though, the Dom started whipping Michelle’s back with a bull whip. He could barely stand the stench of her and he correctly assumed that the rats were the same way. He took the initiative to add a little punishment for her before she was allowed to progress through the maze.
Michelle let out a yelp of pain at the strike of the whip. But it didn’t stop her. At that point in time, she was going on pure adrenaline to make it through the rest of the maze. The strikes of the whip, while painful, didn’t slow her down. Even though they did cut her back and raise bloody welts. She kept right on crawling back and forth through the pit and let the pain drive her on instead of impede her progress. Finally time was up and he released her to move on down the path.
Michelle quickly crawled out of the pit and headed in the direction she had seen Miss Traci earlier. She saw Angie hanging there by her tits. But before she could get to her, she had to go through another station.
Michelle crawled up to the Domme that was in charge of the next station. She knelt in front of him to await orders. She noticed that it was totally dark now and that there were lights spread out about ten feet apart in the bushes that lit the path of the maze. There were even more lights surrounding the torture stations.
The Domme stood up and handed Michelle a snorkel. He ordered, “Put the snorkel on and crawl into the pit. You will stay fully submerged and crawl back and forth through the pit until you can’t breathe any more. When that happens, you will know your time is up. Oh, and just so you know that this isn’t going to be easy on you. Your dildos will be set on random settings so that you will be tortured as you go. The great thing about it though is that the water will help transmit the shock to other parts of the body. There are a couple of more surprises waiting for you as well so get going.”
Michelle moved as if she had just started the maze and hadn’t been tortured at all. She was running on a full adrenalin surge. She crawled into the murky water of the pit and was totally submerged. She didn’t dare open her eyes because the water was filthy. Anyone looking at the top of the water filled pit would think there wasn’t a thing in it if it wasn’t for the three inches of snorkel that stuck up above the surface. The Dom watched as the snorkel went back and forth in the pit of dirty water.
It was on the first passage across the pit that the Domme triggered the dildos. Michelle felt the shocks and the pain was severe, but it didn’t stop her. She had a mission to do and nothing was going to stop her no matter what. She let the pain fuel her determination.
As she traversed the pit back and forth she also felt that I was getting stronger. She had no idea of how she knew that, but she knew it like many twins know when their fellow twin is hurt or suffering. She could feel hints of extra little jolts of pain in various parts of her body but she knew that it wasn’t anything being done to her body.
Michelle spent the remainder of the fifteen minutes crawling back and forth in the deep muddy water. She had her first orgasm from the pain of the dildos at four minutes. The second one at seven minutes, the third at 9 and from 11 minutes on she had one long orgasm that lasted for four minutes. She would have kept right on going too, if the Domme hadn’t put a little plastic bag on the snorkel. When she got to the end of the pit to turn around, he put the bag on and pulled a tie at the opening that sealed it around the snorkel. It didn’t take very long before Michelle ran out of air. At first she just thought it was part of the torture until she remembered that the Domme had told her that was how she would know she was done.
Michelle knelt up in the pit and looked at the Domme. The Domme announced, “You are done here slut. You can crawl out in any direction that you want.” She giggled a bit after she said that.
On the other side of the maze, Lisa and I made our way to the station where I dual fucked Lisa in the mouth and the cunt. The difference was that this time we both had enough energy to participate. Once we were trussed up with the electric strap on dildo on Lisa and me with the deep throat trainer, he made us lie down side by side to fuck. He waited until we had a good rhythm going and then he got down and stuck his cock in my ass. He proceeded to fuck me as we fucked each other. I was beginning to get excited after about five minutes but he ended up cumming before I was far enough along to cum. I tried to concentrate on the good sensations from the fucking between Lisa and me but the shocks kept us from enjoying it.
The Dom made us continue like that and when he finally got hard again he got behind Lisa and rammed his cock into her ass as we fucked each other. After having cum once in my ass he had a lot more endurance. After fucking her for ten minutes, Lisa began to cum. She kept on cumming over and over as he continued to fuck her ass and we continued to fuck each other. It took over twenty minutes for him to cum in her ass. By the time he came, Lisa had over six good cums. He got up and finally allowed us to take the ring gags and the dildos off and go on our way. All in all it was a much better experience than the first time through. The only difference was that we had a bit more energy and the fucking in the ass. I guess our bodies were beginning to adjust to the torture. We both hoped that the rest would be as easy as we crawled to the station where we got our pins.
Over in the other part of the maze, Michelle quickly crawled out and rushed to Angie as fast as she could. She did not notice that she was covered from head to toe by leeches. They had attached themselves to her and were having themselves a good meal of fresh blood. Michelle was so concerned for Angie that her focus was on her and only her.
There was no Dom at the station with Angie so Michelle quickly got up and began to undo the ropes binding her tits. As soon as they were loose, Angie fell hard on her ass. The next thing she did was undo the ropes that bound Angie’s wrists behind her back. Finally she took out the ball gag that kept her silent.
As soon as Angie was totally freed of her bindings she said, “I’m sorry Michelle. Without you guys there, I wasn’t strong enough and refused to come out of my room again. This is my punishment. I’ve been hanging by my tits since early this morning. It hurts like hell…… but I’m not here to tell you about my suffering. I have to truss you up like I was and then as you hang by your tits I have to whip you with the flogger. I’m so sorry that I’m not strong enough to resist, but if I don’t do it I get shocked by the dildos in my cunt and ass.”
Michelle quickly responded, “Don’t worry about it. Do what you have to do, I won’t blame you.”
Angie picked up a bucket of water and set it down next to them. She then began to remove the leeches from Michelle, one at a time. As she removed them she said, “If you had stopped to take the leeches off yourself, then I would have just whipped you once every 15 seconds for fifteen minutes. That would have been 60 strikes of the whip. But being as you just came crawling to rescue me and ignoring them, I have to remove them and count each one. If the number is less than 100, I have to whip you 120 times. If the number is above 100, then I have to whip you the number of times that equals the number of leeches I count. Now stand still while I remove them and count.”
Angie started removing the leeches. She started at the top of her head and worked her way down counting as she went. By the time she was down to her tits she had already counted 34 leeches. And that was the most sparsely covered area of her body. By the time she had removed all of them to her cunt, she had counted 117. She had Michelle spread her legs and found about a half dozen leeches attached to her cunt lips. When she pulled them off the lips it hurt quite a bit. Finally she pulled the leeches off of her legs. By the time she was done there were 203 leeches. Angie took the bucket and walked back to the pit and dumped the leeches back in after which she returned to Michelle.
Angie guided Michelle to where she had been hanging by the tits and picked up the handcuffs that she had been wearing just a few minutes before. After hand cuffing Michelle, she made her lie down on her back under an upside down L shaped support that had a rope hanging down with a hook on it. She took the ropes that had just been removed from her tits and began to wrap Michelle’s smaller developing 32A pear shaped breasts. She pulled the rope as tight as she could because she knew that if she didn’t, she would be severely punished even more.
As she wrapped Michelle’s tits, Angie said, “I had to do this to Miss Traci. She had 188 leaches. I hope she doesn’t hold it against me in class the rest of the year. She was in so much pain when I got done I just know she hates me now. Her tits were a lot easier to bind than yours are because they’re bigger. It’s hard to get the ropes tight enough so they won’t slip off when you’re hanging. Once I have you properly hung by your tits, I have to whip you one time for each leach. I have to do it exactly 15 seconds apart. The dildo in my cunt goes off every fifteen seconds and is at a setting that is barely tolerable. If I whip you earlier or later than that, then I get shocked at the highest setting and we start over. If I don’t whip you hard enough then I’ll get shocked at the highest setting and have to start over. So I will have to hurt you as bad as I can or it will be worse for you. I learned the hard way with Miss Traci. I didn’t want to hurt her too bad because she was a teacher and after about five strikes of the whip, I was shocked and made to start over. Please forgive me.”
Michelle could understand the anguish that Angie was going through. She had relied on the bitchpups for support and now she was being made to torture the very ones that had been there for her in her time of need. She answered, “I understand Angie. I want you to know that I don’t blame you for what you are doing. You don’t have any more choice than I do being here. But if there is any way you can shorten the time between strokes to ten seconds, I would really appreciate it. I would like to get finished as soon as possible so I can continue on.”
Angie answered, “Mistress Brittany heard what you asked. If she changes the settings on my dildos to shorter intervals then I can. But if she doesn’t I will not be able to deviate. The shocks are just too painful to stand if I disobey.”
Once Angie had Michelle’s tits bound, she hooked the connecting rope between them to the hook that was hanging from the end of the overhead beam of the upside down L. She then attached shackles to Michelle’s ankles that held her ankles out at a 45 degree angle. When she was done she began to turn a crank on the support post and Michelle began to be lifted up by her tits while her ankles were still attached to the ground. She didn’t stop until Michelle wouldn’t move any more and then she turned the crank two more times which caused Michelle to scream in pain.
Angie was crying hard at what she was being made to do but had no choice. She couldn’t stand the shocks at any higher setting than what they were at then. She went behind the support post and picked up a flogger from a hook on the post. This flogger’s strands were made of a thin rubbery material that wouldn’t tear or bruise the skin but would sting and cause a lot of pain. Especially considering the number of times Michelle would be whipped with it.
Angie stepped into position and took a couple of practice swings and then began to whip Michelle’s purple tennis ball size tit balls that set atop the rope binding them. Michelle screamed at the pain that this caused. Her tits were already hurting from the binding and having to support her weight and the added whipping caused them to hurt even more. Angie was pleased to note that the shocks in her cunt had shortened. She didn’t know exactly how much but she did as instructed and whipped her friend as hard as she could at each shock. It was the only choice she had.
For the next 33 minutes and 50 seconds, Angie whipped Michelle with every fiber of her being. She didn’t leave any of her exposed body below the head untouched. Michelle’s body was a bright flaming red color from the abuse. She had stopped screaming after about 15 minutes because she became too hoarse.
When the whipping was over, Angie went to the crank and began to lower Michelle. She had mixed emotions about what she did. She was happy that she managed to get through the whole ordeal without being shocked and starting over and that made her feel guilty. She didn’t want to hurt her friend and felt absolutely miserable at having to do so. She only hoped that the others wouldn’t try and rescue her.
After she had released Michelle from her bindings she said, “I’m so sorry Michelle. I didn’t want to do that but I had no choice. You now have to bind me back up again. Don’t be easy on me either, because if you do, I will be shocked at the highest settings and you will be too. Please forgive me.”
Michelle answered in a whisper of a voice, “I told you that there is nothing to forgive. I will be there for you when we return as will Aminda and Michelle. Please don’t do anything that will cause you to be hurt any more than necessary. Now lie down so I can truss you up.”
Michelle took the next ten minutes binding Angie’s tits and then lifting her up on the support beam as she had been when she first arrived. When she was done she crawled back toward the leech pit. She knew what to expect now so after her fifteen minutes of crawling through the murky water, she crawled out to the left of the pit from Angie’s perspective and immediately set to remove them all. It took her about five minutes before she was finished. After having so many leeches draining blood from her body twice, even though it was for a short time, she felt much weaker. When she was done she checked herself one more time and then crawled forward to the next station.
Lisa and I slowly crawled to the station where we had to stick pins in our tits and shock each other the last time. This time when we got to the station and knelt in front of the Dom, he immediately set to taking the end of the wire attached to our nipple clamps and reconnecting them to the control. When he had finished with both of us he handed each of us a card with five wires extending from it to the control. He said, “Now comes the fun part. There are five pins in each card. Three of the pins will be stuck through your cunt lips from the outside edge of your outer lip, all of the way through to the outside edge of the other side. One will be put in the center of your cunt and then one pin will be put half way between that pin and the top and bottom of your cunt. The last two pins are for your clit. You will push the pins through at the base of the clit so that they cross like you did on your nipples. Once you’re done we will begin the fun. Only this time instead of doing each other you will press the control yourself. Now get busy and put the pins in. If I don’t think you’re doing it fast enough, I will turn the control on at the highest setting and shock your tits for a full minute. Now get going.”
We each decided that the best way to do each other was to sit facing each other with our legs spread out as wide as we could get them with our feet touching. This allowed us to easily reach each others cunt. We looked into each other’s eyes and read the sorrow reflected there for what we had to do to each other. There was no need for speaking. We already knew that neither of us would voluntarily hurt the other. I said, “You do me first, then I’ll do you”.
Lisa nodded her head in understanding and leaned forward to push the first pin through the center of her cunt lips. I screamed in agony the entire time the pin was being pushed through and begged for her to stop. She couldn’t of course and just kept on pushing the pin through. When she was done I stopped screaming but continued to cry and sob. I shortly thereafter, felt another pin being pushed through lower down than the first. I screamed out again in agony as the pin pushed through the most sensitive parts of my body other than my clit. I was sobbing and crying even harder, if that was possible, between that one and the third pin. Again I screamed as the third pin was pushed through above the first pin.
I was a blubbering mess after the first three pins. I couldn’t imagine how bad the next one was going to feel in my clit. I braced myself and looked into Lisa’s eyes for the first time since she started pushing the pins in. She had tears streaming down her cheeks and I knew that she was being tortured almost as much as I was at having to hurt me. She told me later that it hurt her more psychologically than the actual torture did. She hated every second that she had to torture me because she loved me. When she pushed the first pin through my clit I felt a pain like no other I had ever felt. The pain was both worse and better. It surged down the nerve endings and radiated up through the very core of my being and though I screamed in agony, I came as hard as I have ever cum.
When I became aware again I looked at Lisa and she had such a stunned look on her face it was almost comical. Her eyes were wider than I had ever seen them and her mouth was hanging wide open as if her jaws had come unhinged. Her hands were frozen in position about an inch from my clit with the last pin pointed right toward my clit just a fraction of an inch from the skin. I took a couple of deep breaths and then gasped out, “Go ahead. Do the last one before we get punished.”
Lisa shook her head and shuddered. She finally got her faculties collected and pushed the pin through. This one just hurt. I to this day don’t understand what caused me to cum like I did. I had pins pushed in my clit several times afterward and none of them have caused me to cum like I did then.
When Lisa finished with me, it was my turn to do her. The one thing that I did for her that she didn’t think to do for me was that just before I stuck the needle in and during the entire time I was pushing it through, I caressed her cunt lips and clit. The added stimulation must have really helped. She started cumming from the mix of pleasure and pain half way through the second needle. She came with each succeeding needle as well. I think I was even more amazed than she had been when I came. I couldn’t believe she got off on pain like that. I figured it had to do with the fact that I was adding pleasurable stimulus at the same time as the pain. What ever the reason, she told me later that I was the only one who ever made her cum while her cunt was being tortured like that. All of the rest were mostly painful with minimal pleasure.
When we were done inserting the pins, the Dom came over to us and handed us the controls saying, “It really looks like you are a couple of pain sluts. I will definitely make sure Mistress Brittany is notified so that it can be included in your training. Now I am setting the controls for your dildos to go off every fifteen seconds. When they go off, you are to immediately push the button on your control. The settings are the same as previously only now you have the added pleasure of having your cunt lips and clit included. I think you will find that the shocking sensation is much different when the pins are pushed through than with the clamp that is biting down. Here we go.” He pushed his control and the dildos in our cunt and ass went off.
We both pushed the button and received our shocks. We both screamed in pain.
The shock wasn’t too bad and only lasted a few short seconds. It did stimulate us sexually though. Not enough to make me cum but it was a different story for Lisa. She came on the first shock and each succeeding shock. I think I came once during the thirty minutes we were tortured electrically in our tits, nipples, clits, cunt and ass. Lisa must have cum a couple of dozen times at least. I was beginning to wonder about her cumming so much from the pain. Later on, Lisa began joking that the good lord blessed her with an easy trigger to help her get through the worst of the torture.
When the thirty minutes were up, the Dom ordered us to remove the pins and drop them in the bowl of alcohol he provided. He made us take our own pins out instead of having us take out each others. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I would have figured. We didn’t budge but stared into each others eyes as we removed the pins one by one in a kind of mirrored reflection of each other. I don’t think two people could tell each other how much they love each other without words as Lisa and I did as we removed those pins. During the whole time I also felt Michelle’s love for me and I tried to think about how much I loved her as well. When we were done the Dom released us to move to the next station.
Michelle crawled much slower this time toward the next station. Sixty feet beyond it she saw Miss Traci being put through her paces at that station. When she arrived at the next intersection of the path she stopped and knelt in front of a pile of dog shit. It was full of maggots and what Michelle couldn’t see, was that the dog that it had come from was worm infested with round worms.
The Dom sitting there said, “I shouldn’t have to tell you what to do slut. Get busy and eat what you can in fifteen minutes. I’ll tell you when you can stop.”
Michelle got down on all fours and began to lean down and take bites of shit from the pile. She did it in the manner that would have the least chance of causing her to throw up. She bit and swallowed repeatedly. After about five minutes she heard the Dom begin to talk saying, “Now that you’ve had a good portion of the shit, I thought I would tell you the little surprise in it for you. You see, that shit is from dogs that were infected with round worm.
By the end of 15 minutes, you will be so chock full of worms and eggs that you are guaranteed to begin to have problems soon. They can cause any of your organs to fail and can cause blindness and even get in your brain. This will take a bit of time, but left untreated and with the number of worms and eggs you were ingesting, you will die from it eventually. When this is all over, they have a little surprise for you and your friends that survive. It’s a little test to make sure you understand just what choices you have. If any of you don’t do that task, you will all spend the rest of your time between the coffin treatment and the maze. If you do the task, you will be treated. Don’t worry about what the task is because you will find out soon enough. I can assure you though that it will be extremely difficult and it will be done in front of the whole school.”
Michelle’s thoughts began to wonder what task could be so horrible that it would make them want to go against what they were being told, especially after being tortured like they had been. She couldn’t imagine what it was. She would do anything short of murder to avoid being punished again and that’s when it hit her. They were going to force them to kill someone. She thought that they surely wouldn’t do that and tried to think of other things that would be as vile. She decided she would face it when it happened. There was no need to stress about it now.
Finally she finished her fifteen minutes of eating the shit and was free to progress. She remembered which direction she saw Miss Traci so she turned left from the direction she had come. She got about half way up the path in that direction when she realized that from the time she saw her earlier that the only way for her to be at that station would be for her to have followed the path she was on. Then it dawned on her that she was going down a dead end path. She quickly turned around to crawl back out and only made it a couple of feet when she felt a shock in her cunt and ass along with the pins being triggered. She collapsed to the ground and curled up in a fetal position and screamed a hoarse scream for the duration of the 20 second shock at the highest setting. She immediately knew that she had to go to the end of this section of the maze before she could turn around.
As soon as the shock ended and the pins retracted, Michelle got up and turned around again and crawled to the next station. When she got there she knelt and waited for the Domme to give her instructions. They were quick in coming as she ordered, “Okay Bitchpup, get your hands locked behind your head and push your tits toward me. We have a little present for your titties. I guarantee that this won’t be painful but you will wish it was before it is all over.”
The Domme then picked up what looked like two clear plastic bowls. They were connected by a strap between them and had straps coming off of the opposite side. Michelle noticed that there was an iris that could be opened and closed that separated the bottom couple of inches from the open part of the bowls. There also looked to be a long button on the outer bottom of the bowl. The Domme went behind Michelle and holding the outside straps, placed the bowls on her tits and buckled the straps on her back. When she had them secured, she walked in front of her and admired Michelle’s new look. She said, “You know cunt, those bowls look just like clear plastic tits. I might have to talk to daddy about buying you and making you get implants. You look good with monster tits. Oh well, we’ll have to wait and see if you survive. By the way, when I push the buttons that look like nipples here it opens the iris at the bottom of the bowl. That releases about 50 mosquitoes so they can have fun with your nice sensitive and abused titties.” She pushed the buttons as she said it.
Michelle knelt like that and waited. It took a couple of minutes before she started itching from some of the mosquito bites. The Domme made her stay that way for fifteen minutes until she was released to move on.
Lisa and I approached the piss torture station and wondered what they would do with both of us together. It didn’t look like anything had changed as we approached. When we knelt in front of the Domme she gestured towards the large mat that blocked the path. She pointed to the table and said, “All of the pins are electrified this time. You will both walk across the pins and one of you will lie down so that your head is in the center of the circle of pins while the other will stand in the center of the circle straddling your head. The one standing will drink from the pitchers of water until you have to piss for at least 45 seconds just like last time. The same rules apply as last time except that this time you will piss into the mouth of the one lying down. If the one on the ground doesn’t drink every drop of piss then you have to keep drinking until you piss a second time and this time you will piss right between their eyes. That’s so that when the water drains off onto the electrified matt it will shock you and the person lying on the ground. A rather unpleasant experience I assure you. If you piss for less than 45 seconds then you will continue to drink until you can. Now get into position. You two decide which one of you gets to go first.”
Lisa scrambled up weakly to her knees and walked towards the mat with me following close behind. She didn’t even hesitate to step out onto the mat this time. Lisa and I began to painfully take step after step toward the table. Each step was agony. The pins would be pushed in and be yanked out with each step. Jolts of electricity caused us to shake and tense up in agony with each step we took. We screamed and cried from the cruel torture as we slowly but steadily moved to the circle.
Finally we arrived at the circle of pins. I didn’t hesitate to lie down with my head on the center of the circle. It hurt like hell as the pins began to push through the skin all across my back. I tried to keep my head up as long as possible but I just didn’t have enough energy to do it for too long. As Lisa stepped onto the circle of pins to straddle my head she groaned in pain from the additional pins punching through her feet and shocking her. I was screaming as well when the electricity surged through my whole body. My entire body was shaking as the current entered on all of the pins that punctured my back. Lisa was also crying now and it was all she could do to reach over and grab the first pitcher of water.
With her hands trembling, Lisa drank half of the pitcher down without taking a breath then took occasional swallows at regular intervals. She quickly finished the first pitcher of water and began on the second. Less than three minutes had passed since we first stepped onto the matt of pins.
Lisa put the second pitcher up to her lips and began to drink the water down in small quantities. She wasn’t as dehydrated as she had been previously and had been feeling an urge to piss even before she got to the station. I wasn’t much further behind her either. I figured that by the time she was done I would have to piss. I would make sure I drank plenty of water before I did though. We both needed the water.
Suddenly I got an idea and whispered just loud enough for Lisa to hear, “Lisa, when you have to piss, squat down until you are only an inch from my mouth. I will let the piss fill my mouth then lean up and close my lips around your piss hole while I swallow then lean back so you can continue pissing. That way she will see the length of time that you piss and none will escape. Do you think you can do it that way?”
Lisa agreed and just before her fifteen minutes were up she squatted down. I opened my mouth just in time for her to begin pissing. It filled up quickly and I moved my head up and put my tongue over her piss hole and locked my lips hard enough to quickly swallow and then opened my mouth again to let the stream continue. The hardest part of the whole thing was to keep from screaming from the extremely high setting that we were shocked at when she was halfway through taking a piss. The good news was that she pissed for over a minute.
I slowly stood up and looked at the Domme who was standing there fingering herself. She shook her head yes to us and we switched places. I began drinking just like Lisa did. I had to piss just a couple of minutes into my session but I wasn’t about to take the chance of having to do it again. I held it until the last possible minute and then squatted down over Lisa. She followed my example and drank down my piss without spilling a drop. When she was done she stood up and we both looked at the Domme to see if she approved. She told us, “That is what I call good thinking. I never said that you couldn’t make it easier for the other. You figured that out and saved yourselves from further punishment. I must say that I am a bit disappointed but you did do exactly as I said so you are free to go. By the way headpup, you pissed for almost a minute and a half. You had to have been holding it for a while. That was also a smart move because I would have made you piss on suckpup if you hadn’t and that most definitely would have been very painful for both of you. Now get going before I decide to have you do more.”
Back where Michelle was she followed the path to the left and crawled to the next station. Again she crawled up to the attending Dom and knelt in the slave’s position. The Dom didn’t say anything as he stood up and turned to a table. She watched as he picked up a dildo that was about an inch and a half in diameter and four inches long. He dipped it into a bowl of sticky honey. He took the lid off of an aquarium that was swarming with red ants. He removed the dildo from the honey with a gloved hand and then dipped it in the ants, being sure to roll it around until it was covered with ants. He turned to Michelle and commanded, “Open your mouth cunt. Miss Brittany doesn’t want to hear your pathetic screams at the next station so she decided that you needed a special gag.”
Michelle shook her head no because she hated ants with a passion. She wasn’t phobic over them but she wasn’t about to have them put in her mouth. At about that time the dildos in her cunt and ass went off at a setting of 8 and caused her to scream. When she opened her mouth to scream, the Dom pushed the dildo into her mouth and then taped it into position with duct tape.
Michelle had no choice but to breathe through her nose. It was just a few seconds later that she began to feel fire from the bites of the ants in her mouth. She began to swallow as much as possible, hoping to smash as many ants against the dildo as possible. That took care of most of them on the top and bottom of the dildo but there were a lot along the sides and she couldn’t do anything about them. The ones that crawled to the top or bottom from the sides she killed by swallowing but most of the ants that were left were busy biting her cheeks and after about ten minutes she felt the bites begin to travel further back her tongue. Michelle was crying in agony from the bites and she desperately wanted to scratch her tits where the mosquitoes had bitten her over and over again.
At the end of the fifteen minutes she was released to go to the next station. As she slowly crawled the 50 feet she realized that she was crawling towards Mistress Brittany. If there was more hate for a single person in the world that a person had for someone, it would be hard to find one that hated that person more than Michelle did Brittany. If wishes were granted, Brittany would be screaming in agony as she burned in a slow fire to draw out her agony in the longest most painful manner possible. But Michelle was in a world where wishes weren’t granted and life was cruel. She slowly but surely continued to get to the next station. The only driving force that kept her going was that constant feeling that I was struggling and needed her help.
Michelle finally arrived in front of Mistress Brittany and knelt in the slave’s position. She awaited orders from the school’s head disciplinarian. As she was getting in position she snuck a look at Brittany’s face and saw the most sinister and evil smile she ever saw. It made her shudder in fear at what was going to happen. One thing she was sure of at that point was that if given the opportunity she would beg to have the bowls with mosquitoes removed from her tits or her dildo removed but preferably both.
As she knelt there with her eyes cast toward the ground, Mistress Brittany said, “My…my, don’t you look absolutely miserable bitchpup. I’m surprised though that you made it this far so quick and in such good shape. Your friends aren’t doing so well. You might be the only one of the bitchpups that makes it through the maze.”
If Brittany would have been able to see Michelle’s face, she would have seen the hatred there. But Brittany was the one with all of the power. Michelle wanted to yell out that not only would she make it, but all three of them would. But the dildo prevented it and she would have bit her tongue to keep from saying anything any way to keep from being punished any more. As her thoughts were running through her head she felt an extremely painful bite at the back of her throat. She thought how wonderful it would be if Mistress Brittany could be covered in ants naked so she could be bitten all over. Of course it was quite a prophetic thought that ran through her head.
Brittany paused for a few minutes. She knew that Michelle was worrying about her friends because of what she said. That was exactly why she said it. Finally after about five minutes she said, “Now listen up cunt. I’m going to give you two wishes that I can grant for you personally right here, right now. Don’t bother asking for help for your friends or better treatment for yourselves or any of your other classmates. I will only grant you two wishes that can be accomplished right now. So what is it?”
Michelle was amazed at that offer. She would have tried to think of something but right at that moment the biting in her mouth and throat and the itching on her tits was the sole focus of her senses. And the only one that could help her with them was Mistress Brittany or another Dom. Michelle brought her hand up to the Dildo in her mouth and pointed at it and waited.
Brittany asked, “So you want the dildo gag removed cunt?”
Michelle vigorously shook her head in the affirmative.
Mistress Brittany reached down and grabbed the edge of the duct tape and worried the edge until she could get a good grip on it. Then with all of her strength she yanked it off as hard and fast as she could. Michelle screamed a silent scream. Not even a hoarse, whisper of a scream came out. The biting ants had swollen her mouth and throat enough that her vocal chords were worthless at the moment. It was obvious though that Brittany had achieved the effect that she wanted, which was to cause as much pain as possible.
Brittany pulled the four inch dildo out of Michelle’s mouth and about a dozen ants scurried out behind it and down her chin. Michelle closed her mouth and swallowed several times to rid herself of the rest of the ants. She obviously took too much time for Brittany’s satisfaction because she said, “Get on with it cunt. You’re wasting my time. What’s your second request?”
All Michelle wanted now was to scratch the mosquito bites that were covering her tits. She itched so badly that she really couldn’t think of anything else. So she tried to tell her, “Please take the bowls off so I can scratch” but it came out in the quietist almost indiscernible voice imaginable.
If Mistress Brittany hadn’t been expecting the request, she wouldn’t have been able to make heads or tales of it. But just to make sure she asked, “So you want me to take off your plastic bra and let you scratch your little bitchpup titties? Is that what you want?”
Michelle shook her head yes very vigorously hoping she would be given the opportunity to scratch her tits. The next thing she knew, she was picking her self off of the ground after Brittany had slapped her face so hard that it knocked her over. Michelle was crying again from the pain as she got up and resumed her dutiful slave’s position.
As soon as she got back in position, Mistress Brittany said, “You are more stupid than your slut of a mother, cunt. What part of ‘…request that I can do for you…’ did you not understand. You are not allowed to do anything for yourself. Now would you like to ask your question again?”
Michelle rephrased her request begging through her tears, “Would you please take the plastic bra off and scratch my tits please?”
Again the request was so quiet that Brittany repeated it to be sure she heard it right. She asked, “So you want me to take the bra off and scratch your tits for you?”
Michelle shook her head yes again. Brittany got a sinister look on her face as she raised her glove covered hands. What Michelle didn’t know was that Mistress Brittany was wearing what are called vampire gloves. The palm and fingers of each glove were covered with hundreds of sharp, tiny pins. Brittany put the pin covered gloves over Michelle’s tits and squeezed hard. As the pins pushed a lot of tiny holes through her already sore and tenderized tits, Michelle screamed in pain. Only the barest squeak could be heard as she screamed in agony. For fifteen minutes, Brittany took the liberty of kneading Michelle’s sore tits. She sobbed in agony from the torture. At the very end, she took her hand off of Michelle’s right tit and reached down under her mons and gripped her cunt with the pin covered glove. Michelle gave one last scream and passed out.
The next thing Michelle was aware of was the terrible smell of ammonia. As she became more alert she heard Mistress Brittany say, “You better get going back to the next station unless you want more of the same treatment you just received.”
Michelle slowly struggled over and pushed herself onto her hands and knees and started crawling toward the station where she had been given the dildo. She hoped that they didn’t put any more ants in her mouth. She was hurting so bad with every move now that she hoped and prayed that the punishment would be less. She didn’t know how much more she could take. As she crawled she started wondering about Lisa and me and immediately she felt the reassuring feeling that we were okay. She knew we weren’t doing that well, but we were making slow but steady progress. We were just as miserable as she was at that moment. She firmed up her resolve to go back and help us find the way out so we didn’t have to go through the dead end paths.
Lisa and I were at that very moment struggling together to walk off of the mat of pins. We supported each other as we gingerly made it to the edge. Once we took a step onto the ground again, we quickly got down on all fours. It was a heck of a lot less painful than trying to walk on our now very raw and bloody feet any way. We crawled to the station where the dildo stool had been. What we saw was something else entirely. We knelt in front of the new Dom and waited for instructions.
The Dom wasted no time before explaining, “As you can see cunts, we decided to change this particular station. It seems the previous device didn’t torture you nearly good enough for the pleasure of the masters and mistresses that have been watching. This little jewel has been used before and is quite good at making the life of the little slave that gets the privilege of riding totally miserable. As you can see it is a drastically modified bicycle. In place of the seat is a nice metal dildo that is connected to one of the pedals and is raised and lowered as you pedal. That is so it can fuck your sweet little cunt as you pedal. I have here in my hand an extra long metal dildo that is fourteen inches long. It has a groove an inch in from the back so that once it is shoved in to that point there is an inch of steel still sticking out. The back wheel has been moved forward and has had a few things added. Evenly spaced around the wheel are five thin metal cables that will have electric current flowing through them. The wheel is adjustable so that it can be moved close enough so that the little cables hit the dildo in your ass. The extra length of the dildo causes the cable to bend back and then snap against and drag along the peritoneum between the cunt and ass. That is quite painful I assure you. Then the cable hits the metal shaft of the dildo that is fucking your cunt. I assure you that you will be screaming and begging to be let off in short order. Between each of the cables on the wheel you will notice that there is a riding crop on either side of the wheel. After feeling the wonderful shocks from the cable, you will be whipped on both ass cheeks. There are five of these dual riding crop whips, one between each of the electrified cables. Now if that wasn’t enough, the front wheel is adjustable as well. After the rider mounts the dildo she is made to lie down along the front bar and grab hold of the handle bars. She is strapped down with a strap above and below her tits. This causes the tits to hang down, exposing them to whatever we want to do to them. The front wheel is lifted up and brought closer. It has a steel cable like the back wheel but it has an adjustable spreader bar on it so the electrified cables on either side can be set to the exact width of the slave’s nipples. There are five of these dual cables and halfway between each one are two more riding crops that are just a bit longer so that they will whip the tops of your tits. The beautiful part of the whole thing is that you have to provide the energy to turn the wheels. You will pedal as fast as you can. Being we have both of you here, that means one of you gets to ride the bike while the other gets the privilege of whipping the one riding the bike to add a little extra stimulus. Now one of you, get up on the bike so I can strap you in. The one remaining, just wait where you are.
I got up first so Lisa could learn what she could from any mistakes I made along the way. I stepped up on the pedal with my left foot and swung my other leg over and put that foot on the other pedal. As I lowered myself down to insert the metal dildo into my cunt he strapped my foot to the pedal. That’s when I realized that if I got too tired, there was nothing to sit down on. The dildo could keep going in deeper and deeper. The tip of the dildo was thin at only about a half inch and then tapered down wider to about three inches at the largest. But there wasn’t anything to stop you from going down on it as you tired out other than the top of your womb. That’s when I looked down and noticed that the dildo was in fact screwed on. I guessed that they had one that had a dildo with a sharp point on it that could really do damage to a slave. I hoped that I never got to see or experience that one.
When the Dom had my feet strapped in, he made me lie down on the support bar. He pulled the straps over and buckled them in the center of my back. He did the ones below my tits first and then the one above. He then cuffed my wrists to the handle bars so that I couldn’t move them in anyway to interfere. Finally he positioned the two wheels so that they were at the right distances to inflict the most severe pain. When I was set he went and picked up a cat-o-nine tails and handed it to Lisa. He ordered, “Start whipping her back. The time starts when she begins pedaling and goes for fifteen minutes unless either you or she is slacking of. Headpup, you best pedal as fast as you can or you’ll find your time doubled. After you experience a few seconds of this device you won’t want to continue on for the fifteen let alone more. Get riding.” He slapped my ass as he said the last and walked back and sat down in a chair with a smirk on his face.
Lisa stepped up and said, “I’m sorry” as she took the first swing of the cat as hard as she could.
I started to say “I know” when the cat hit my back and I screamed in pain. I started pedaling and felt the dildo begin to go in and out of my cunt. I stood up enough at the moment so that only the top six inches entered my cunt. The thing that I wasn’t suspecting was the pain of the shocks that traveled through my body from the wheels. The bike was set up so that it shocked you through the dildo in your ass, shocked you along the peritoneum and then shocked the dildo in your cunt. Just as you were recovering from that, the electric cables would connect with the tit clamps and send a shock starting at your nipples and then spreading down to your clit. To say it was painful was an understatement. But that wasn’t all. Because while your ass was being shocked, your tits were being whipped and while your tits were being shocked your ass was being whipped and the one that was doing it all was you. Add to that the fact that Lisa was whipping me to the tune of one strike every ten seconds and you get the picture. I was screaming and begging for mercy. I was beginning to think that this was almost worse than the electric chair. It was almost, but not quite as bad. It was close though.
I quickly ran out of steam and though I kept pedaling like I was supposed to, I began to sink lower and lower on the dildo. In less than five minutes it was battering my cervix. It punched through shortly after that. By ten minutes it had forced its way to the end of my womb and was battering against it. For the next five minutes it was worse than the electric chair. I suffered tremendously as the dildo battered my womb and shocked me repeatedly. I was to the point of exhaustion and was about to give up when I finally heard the Dom say time.
I stopped pedaling and waited as the Dom came up and took his time undoing the straps starting with my wrists. I was so tired that I couldn’t stand up on my legs and the dildo sank in the entire way and supported my entire weight on the half inch tip of the dildo. I screamed in pain as my stomach cramped up while he was undoing the straps. I was on the verge of passing out from the pain when he finally lifted me off.
The Dom laid me down on the ground and made Lisa get onto the bike. He allowed me to recover while he strapped her onto the bike. That took a couple of minutes and I was barely able to get the strength back to push myself up into a kneeling position. The Dom looked at me and said, I think you’re a bit out of it so I’ll let suckpup off without a whipping if she can suck me off in the first five minutes. I must warn you suckpup that I was in an orgy last night and came four times. I’m pretty tapped out at the moment and I don’t think you can do it.
One thing I know about Lisa and that is when someone challenges her sucking ability like that she gets extra motivated to prove them wrong. This was no different. I’ve never known anyone who takes such pride in being able to suck someone off. She looked up from her strapped in position and said, “Master, if you come over here and feed me your beautiful cock, I’ll suck you off in less than two minutes. I bet I can get you off three times in fifteen minutes. If I can, will you let me off without riding the bike. If I don’t, I’ll ride the bike for the designated time and then you can whip my cunt and tits for another fifteen minutes.”
I heard her say the challenge and weakly got out, “Lisa… NO… You could never stand it.”
She ignored me and asked, “Well master, can I?”
I looked at the Dom and he was seriously contemplating it. He really didn’t think anyone could get him off more than once let alone three times in fifteen minutes. It took him a couple of minutes to make the decision and he made one that surprises me even to this day. He said, “I’ll tell you what suckpup. I have never cum more than once the day after an orgy like I attended last night. If you can get me off twice in the fifteen minutes, I’ll do as you say. As a matter of fact, I’m making that a requirement of your punishment at this station. If you can’t make my cum two times in fifteen minutes, then you will begin pedaling at the fifteen minute mark and continue riding the bike until you have made me cum three times. Then I will whip you for the length of time that you took to get me off for the third time from beginning to end. Do you accept my challenge cunt?”
I saw the smile beaming on Lisa’s face. She had no doubts whatsoever that she would be able to make him cum twice in that time. She answered, “I accept the challenge master.”
The Dom stepped up in front of Lisa and put his cock at her lips. He left her wrists cuffed so she could use nothing but her mouth. He started the watch and stood there. Lisa had to really stretch her head down to get the tip of his cock into her mouth. Once she did though, she sucked it right in to her mouth. She was sucking hard too, as I could see her cheeks caving inwards. I watched in amazement as the Dom stepped closer and his cock sank deeper into Lisa’s mouth. Even without the use of her hands, she had him cumming in less than five minutes. She didn’t stop though. The Dom started to step back and Lisa sucked in so hard that it was too painful for him to pull off. In less than two minutes she had him hard again. She sucked his cock all of the way into her throat and I watched as I saw her throat muscles swallowing over and over again. She told me later that the whole time she was swallowing and making her throat milk his cock, she was twirling her tongue underneath the prepuce of the head. The Dom never knew what hit him. He started cumming in an orgasm so hard that his legs went weak and he fell onto his ass. The last couple of shots of cum splattered across Lisa’s face.
The Dom sat there on his ass and stared at Lisa. He announced, “God but you are the best damn cocksucker I’ve ever seen. Most girls have a hard time even getting me hard in a situation like this and you got me off twice in less than ten minutes. I don’t believe it. I will definitely have to find out how much your master wants to let me buy you. I would love to have a slave with your cock sucking abilities. A deals a deal though. You don’t have to ride the bike. That’s probably a good thing considering how bad off headpup is.”
He unbuckled Lisa and helped her off of the bike like he was helping the queen of England. I decided that I was going to have to get Lisa to teach me how to suck cock like that if it could get you out of punishment. I was a bit envious of her at that moment. A couple of months before I had never even thought of sucking a guys cock and here I was hoping one of my best friends would teach me how to do it better. I wondered what kind of a fucked up world I was in.
Once Lisa was off of the bike she came running up to me. As she bent down to help me up I croaked out, “You are definitely going to have to teach me how you did that.”
Lisa beamed at me with a shit eating grin and said, “I’ve been telling you for a long time that you need to learn to suck cock. You always said that you never saw the point of it and that it was disgusting. Now you can see that there is some benefit to it. It can get you what you want out of a man, even a master who has cum four times in the last 24 hours. He didn’t stand a chance. As quick of a fuse as he had, I probably could have gotten him off two more times in the remaining five minutes. But we’ll never know. It’s sufficient enough for me that it got me out of riding that bike and in a position where I can return the favor for what you did for me on the electric chair. I wouldn’t have made it if I had gone through the electric chair station and you recognized that and saved me. Now let’s go before the Dom changes his mind.”
Back in the area where Michelle was navigating the maze, she crawled to the dildo station with the ants and this time the Dom made her pick up the dildo and dip it in the honey. As she was doing that he explained, “When you have that thoroughly covered in honey, I want you to put it in the aquarium with the ants and make sure it gets a good coating. When you take it out, you will remove the dildo in your cunt and replace it with the ant covered one. You will notice that it is only about a half inch in diameter. That is so you can get more ants into your cunt. We wouldn’t want your cunt lips to wipe them off now would we? You can carry your silver bullet dildo in your mouth until you’re told you can replace it.”
Michelle did as she was instructed. She was in misery and this was just adding to it. As she pulled out the silver bullet dildo she quickly put it in her mouth and pushed it as far in as she could. She had to push a bit to get the dildo into her swollen throat. But she was able to get it in to the base without cutting off her breath. Next she picked up the slim, ant covered dildo and put it into her gapping cunt. She carefully pushed it in to take the silver one’s place. It was harder to keep in than the silver dildo. Fortunately it flared at the end so she could hold onto it. Once it was in she had to get on all fours.
The Dom stepped up behind her and brushed the couple of ants that had managed to escape off and then lined up his twelve inch, three inch wide cock with her ass. He started to push in and felt an obstruction. He cussed at himself and pulled the dildo out, realigned his cock and slammed it in as hard as he could. He then began to fuck her ass as hard as he could. He leaned over her and began to squeeze and pinch her sore bleeding tits. Michelle cried out silently in pain. If she had any voice at all it would have been a scream of agony. The Dom continued to fuck her for what seemed like hours to Michelle. It was only about twelve minutes though. As he pumped in and out of her ass she grew more and more excited. At the twelve minute mark he began cumming up her ass. Michelle felt the flood of warmth and in spite of her pain and suffering it pushed her over into a good hard cum. Michelle couldn’t believe that she was cumming from all of the abuse she was receiving.
At the end of the ass fuck the Dom released her and she began to crawl back toward the Domme sitting at the mosquito bra station. She was crawling rather wobbly as she approached the Domme sitting at the table. The Domme continued sitting in the chair with her legs spread as wide as she could with a mini skirt on. As Michelle approached she said, “Don’t bother kneeling. I need some relief. I want you to plant your face in my cunt and bring me to as many orgasms as you can in your fifteen minute time frame. It better be more than three or I’ll hold you over for a second go round and send you on with the mosquito bra back on.”
Michelle wasn’t about to have another of the mosquito bras put on. Her tits felt like they were one big mosquito bite as it was. She could imagine what wearing another one of those bras would do to her tits so she crawled as quickly as she could toward the Domme. She removed the dildo in her throat and ducked under the Domme’s skirt and started in toward her cunt. It was dark and her eyes hadn’t adjusted well enough to see under the skirt so she just pushed her mouth against her cunt. She tasted a coppery taste and then felt a string with her tongue. She immediately understood what was going on. The Domme was in her period and she had to eat her out.
The Domme felt her pause in her brief administrations to her love box. She knew she had discovered the tampon so she ordered, “A good slave eats out her mistress no matter what time of month it is. Now get busy and pull out the tampon and get busy or it’s the mosquito bra again.”
After all of the things she had been made to do and eat that day, Michelle could hardly believe that she was going to be made to eat out a bloody cunt. She almost gagged as she put her mouth against the bloody cunt but just managed to keep from throwing up. It was more the thought of eating a girl’s bloody cunt than anything else that made her queasy. But she dutifully did as the Domme suggested. For the first couple of minutes, all she did was lick and suck the girl’s cunt and clit. Then she felt something hit her ass and thighs followed by a severe burning pain. The Domme was now flogging her ass as she sat there enjoying the wonderful sensations that Michelle were giving her.
Michelle hit the ten minute mark and hadn’t made the Domme cum yet and she wasn’t showing any signs of even getting close. She was getting worried that she wouldn’t be able to do what she had been ordered. She redoubled her efforts and in less than a minute she had the girl screaming out in ecstasy. She didn’t slow down either, as soon as she had one good cum out of the Domme, she concentrated more on the clit than the cunt lips. She would flutter the bottom of her tongue on the top of her clit for a few seconds and then go down and lick the length of the bloody cunt. She would keep alternating like this and was rewarded at the 13 minute mark with another huge cum by the Domme. She began focusing more and more effort on the Domme’s clit and was rewarded less than a minute later with a third orgasm and almost immediately after with a fourth. The Domme was tensed and screaming as she tripped over into a continuous orgasm that just kept on getting higher and higher. The time had passed but the Domme kept right on cumming and cumming as if she was going to cum forever. Finally she gasped out, “Stop bitch.”
Michelle stopped and moved back enough so she could resume the slave’s position. The Domme was still cumming after five minutes and was just very slowly returning back to normal. When she finally got her breath she said, “My god I am definitely going to talk to daddy about buying you for me. You are just about the best little cunt lapper I have ever had. I wish I could keep you here but unfortunately you need to go. I hope you make it so I have a chance to purchase you when you graduate from high school. Now Go.”
Michelle didn’t need to be told twice. She turned and crawled back to the worm infested pile of shit. She knew she already had a massive dose of the round worms and wondered how sick she would be if she ingested the stuff three more times because she knew once she found the entrance she would be coming back through again. She crawled up to the shit and knelt to get instructions. The Dom asked, “What the hell are you waiting for cunt. Get busy. You know the drill.”
Michelle spent the next 15 minutes taking small bites of the worm and egg infested shit. Her stomach was getting bloated with the amount of shit she was being forced to eat. She could only hope she could hold it down. When the Dom called time, she sat up and actually said, “Thank you master” and then crawled down the path to where she had seen Miss Traci. She hoped and prayed that she was getting close to the end.
On our side of the maze, Lisa helped me struggle to the violet wand table. I won’t go into how she did it this time because she did the same as last time except that the Domme did change the settings for Lisa to the same as mine. She said, “You got off so easy on that last station suckpup that I just have to increase the setting. You’re here for punishment not for providing pleasure. I’m guessing Tad underestimated you and thought with his little head instead of the big one. Now get up on the table and you can go first.”
Lisa of course crawled up and spent the next fifteen minutes screaming in agony. There was no orgasm for her like last time. The good thing was that the Dom didn’t make me punish Lisa in any way. But I did get a double fuck out of it by the two extra Doms from the eel pit. They decided to fuck my cunt and asshole at the same time. When the Domme was done torturing Lisa with the violet wand, the two Doms lifted me up to the table and it was my turn. Lisa got double teamed as well but she had to suck them off. One Dom would fuck her asshole for a minute while she sucked the other then they would switch. The one that had been fucking her ass would stick his filthy cock into her mouth and she would have to suck it clean and keep sucking. They switched every minute from asshole to mouth and vice versa until they came. The two Doms apparently wanted to experience what the Dom at the bike had. I had a feeling that Lisa was going to be sucking off a lot of cocks in the future. Once word got around to all of the Doms and Masters, they would seek her out to take advantage of her skill.
Michelle was weakly crawling the 60 feet to the next station. There was a Dom there with a pair of normal cotton panties in his hand. All he did as she got close enough was to hold them out and say, “You’re getting close so put these on. Be quick about it too.”
Michelle quickly grabbed the panties and looked down as she put her foot through a leg hole. She noticed that there were a handful of furry looking caterpillars in the panties. When she hesitated to put them on the Dom yelled, “Put them on now cunt”.
Michelle quickly pulled the panties on and collapsed in agony as she felt the fire of intense pain in her cunt. As she squirmed in agony the Dom laughed at her saying, “That’s what you get bitch, some nice, furry Puss Caterpillars right up against your nice furry puss. I know you probably don’t know what they do so let me fill you in. The puss caterpillar is the Flannel Moth larvae. It is one of more than 50 types of caterpillars found in the U. S. that are capable of stinging. Of these, the puss caterpillar is considered to be near the top of the list in terms of the severity of its sting. The caterpillar looks like a small, wooly, pussycat and has rows of long spines that look like fine, soft, cuddly hairs. The spines, hidden among the hairs, are hollow, and release a toxin of unknown chemical composition that produces a skin lesion. The lesion usually begins as a halo of reddened and painful skin surrounding the sting site. This is soon followed by the appearance of a number of small cysts that gradually develop into a matrix of blood-filled lesions where the mass of spines punctured the skin. You’ll be feeling those for weeks. You may not take them off until told to do so. Now, if you’ll get up on your knees and give me a good blow job, I’ll send you on your way.”
Michelle’s cunt was already as sore as it had ever been and this was making it worse. But she scrambled up onto her knees and quickly took the Dom’s cock out and began sucking it with all of the skill she had learned. As good as she was at giving the blow job, it still wasn’t what the Dom wanted and he took both sides of her head and began to fuck his cock with her face. He pulled her on and off of his ten inch cock for five minutes. Michelle had to use all of her concentration to keep from throwing up because of the rough way he was forcing his cock down her throat. She tuned out the pain and the humiliation and tried to bring him off as quickly as possible. She was rewarded a couple of minutes later with a stomach full of cum to add to everything else that she had been made to ingest.
When the Dom had cum he put his cock back in his pants and said, “Go on bitch. You’re done with this station.”
Michelle got on all fours and began following the path to the left. She crawled the thirty some feet to the next station. When she got there she saw several of the clear plastic bras on the table. She knew that there was going to be more tit torture. It was just a matter of figuring out what. She didn’t wait for the Dom’s order. She locked her hands behind her head and closed her eyes to wait for what he was going to do.
The Dom picked up one of the bras and went behind Michelle. She felt him put the cups over her tits and buckle the straps. He stepped in front of her and said, “Look at me cunt.” When she was looking him in the eyes he continued, “I know your wondering what diabolical bug is in your new bra. I am pleased to tell you that we have a few blister beetles in there. When they get aggravated they will release cantharadin which is a protein that will cause the skin to blister like a second degree burn. It can be very painful. I hope you enjoy your new bra. I’d normally have you give me a good blow job, but you smell like a skunk and I don’t want it to rub off on me. It’s bad enough that I had to touch you to put the bra on. Now get out of here.” The Dom pushed the buttons on the bra that opened the iris holding the beetles back.
Michelle couldn’t believe her luck. She got through the station a lot quicker than she expected. She crawled as fast as her weary body would let her to the next station. When she got there she saw a pile of stems with leaves on them at the edge of the path with a Domme sitting next to them. She awaited instructions but got none. The Domme stood up and picked up one of the leaf covered stems and walked toward her. The Domme walked up to her while she pulled her arm holding the leafy stem back and when she was close enough she swung it down and hit Michelle across the stomach. Michelle instantly felt a stinging fire spread across her stomach and then felt a searing pain on several spots on her tits.
The Domme finally said, “I got lucky today. When we drew for the station we would man, I got the stinging nettle. I hope you appreciate the wonderful sting it leaves when it hits. I get to whip you with it for fifteen minutes and I’ll enjoy every bit of it.”
She then proceeded to whip Michelle’s front and back with the stinging nettle. She screamed in pain though no sound came out. The bouncing around aggravated the blister beetles and they ended up causing more and more blistering on her tits. Now Michelle’s cunt, tits and her entire body were on fire with pain. She managed to survive the whipping for the fifteen minutes. When she stopped she said, “You’re free to go bitch. Thanks for the privilege of whipping you. I haven’t had that much fun in ages.”
Michelle turned to the path to the right and she gasped. She saw twenty feet in front of her that Miss Traci was kneeling there not moving other than what looked to be sobs as if she were crying. Another 20 feet in that direction and she saw what they all had been hoping for. The exit was there. There was a pit that they would have to go through but that looked to be the last of the stations.
Michelle was torn at that point. If she crawled toward the exit she could leave and not have to endure any more punishment. But as quick as the thought occurred, it went away. She had to come and help Lisa and me. She could feel our suffering. She had to help us find the direct path out. She thought, “I’m coming for you my mistress. I’m coming back for you.” She turned and returned the way she had come. The Domme looked at her in shock. The last thing she had expected was for her or any slave to turn around at that point, especially after having seen the exit.
This is the end of chapter 56
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