Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 3 Michelle’s Story Chapter 73

By Redlegtiger

Edited by msboy8 and CuteLittleFreak

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Chapter 73, Karen’s Torment Continued

The girls all watched as the three guards quickly thanked them for a wonderful evening and got dressed.  They left and went to the guest house that had been given to the guards to use while they were on the estate.  That is where the three stayed most of the time. 

Sarah told the girls, “Ange, you will sleep with me tonight.  Minda, you and shelle can sleep together.  I want you two to wake us up about seven in the morning though.  We have more things to do with our new toy doggyslut.  Ange, help me to my chair and take me to the kitchen.  I need to talk to suk for a minute.”

Angie helped Sarah stand up and then walk to her wheelchair.  She then pushed her to the kitchen.  They found suk sitting at the kitchen table reading a cookbook.  Once they were there Sarah said, “Ange, go on to my room.  I’ll have suk bring me up when I’m done with her.”

Angie turned and left the kitchen leaving Sarah alone with suk.  Suk was looking at Sarah with fear in her eyes.  She shivered a bit as she waited for her mistress to say something.  Sarah just sat there without saying anything, staring at suk.  Finally she said, “Aren’t you forgetting something suk?”

Suk looked around nervously.  She obviously had done something wrong.  She looked for something out of place but couldn’t find anything.  Then it dawned on her and she quickly pushed away from the table and rushed to a position in front of Sarah.  She then knelt in the slave’s position and waited for her mistress to say something.

Sarah looked down on her and smiled a sinister little smile that only a fourteen year old can give.  She patted suk on the head and said, “Now normally I would punish you for that little infraction.  But I’ll let it slide this time.  Just to warn you though, if it happens again you will get double the punishment you would have gotten.  Now did you get the things that I asked you to order?”

Suk didn’t even look up and answered, keeping her eyes cast down to the ground saying, “Yes mistress.  They came this afternoon while you were playing with doggyslut.  You will have everything you need.  They each have the design you decided on.  Do you want me to bring them out to the dungeon or do you just want to take it with you and do it yourself mistress?”

Sarah smiled.  Everything was coming together better than she could have ever hoped.  She just hoped that nothing would interfere with her plans.  Finally she said, “Push me over to the pantry for a moment suk.”

Suk did as she was told.  She pushed Sarah over and stopped just in front of the door.  The pantry was a fairly large storage room.  There were shelves on both sides with a walk in freezer door at the back.  The aisle down the center of the room was about six feet across.  After sitting there for a moment, Sarah ordered, “We will be having someone that needs medical help and attention coming in the near future.  We are going to give him your room.  From now on this is your room.  I will allow you to have a blanket on the floor to sleep on but that is all.  This will be your home.  If you upset me too much, then you will find yourself sleeping in the freezer.  You can get your blanket, and I’ll even allow a pillow, after you take me to my room.  As for the stuff for tomorrow that you got me.  Give it to one of the guards to take to the dungeon.  I don’t want you or Karen to know where it is.  That is my little private place for me and my slave girls.  No adult is allowed to see where it is except for our three guards.  Now take me to my room.  You know what to do.”

Suk did as ordered and took Sarah to her room.  Once to her room Angie took over and helped Sarah clean up and get to bed.  In the room on the other side of the bathroom, Michelle was curled up on the bed in a fetal position.  She was crying and sobbing in misery.  She had been rescued by her mother and now she was being made to torture her.  That isn’t what she had wanted to do and it hurt her terribly that her mistress was making her.  She knew that she had to do it again tomorrow and that fact was eating away at her.  She would do it because that is what slaves were for.  She had been tortured and abuse to within an inch of her life numerous times for not doing exactly as she was told so she didn’t dare to disobey her mistress’ orders, despite the fact that her mistress wasn’t from the organization.  That factor never even entered her mind.  Sarah was her mistress and a mistress was to be obeyed no matter what.  She couldn’t if she wanted too, because she had been conditioned so well.  So she cried and Aminda spooned against her back and whispered sweet soothing words of love and comfort to her.

A few miles away in a suburb of LA, Geri was on her bed crying as well.  She had to put up a brave front for the two girls she had thrust into her life at the death of her lover.  The only time she could have to cry out her grief was alone in her former lover’s room.  As she cried she thought about the grief she continued to see in both Rhonda, Tina’s 17 year old daughter and Kelly her 14 year old daughter. 

Over the last week, she would see at least one of them go off in the evening and not come back until well into the early morning.  She knew they needed to grieve in their own way so she gave them the latitude and freedom to do so.  She always noticed that their eyes were bloodshot from crying when they returned.  She had no idea where they were going but she assumed they each had a special place they liked to go to be alone.  If she only knew what was really happening, she would have acted differently but she was totally unaware of what was going on and what was to come. 

Geri had spent the day curled up on the bed in a state of depression, crying over her lost love.  Geri had always been a shy, quiet person and would never have had the courage to seek a lesbian relationship on her own.  She had pined for Tina for years and never once gave her a clue as to what her true desires were.  Then it seemed as if by miracle, they were thrown into this perverted situation with the Warrens and it opened up the possibility to them.  When she and Tina finally ended up working so close together, it was almost natural that Geri’s love for Tina would be acted on.  Geri had been in heaven, having everything she had dreamed of with Geri.  Then for her to lose her in such a sudden way was almost unbearable.  If it wasn’t for Tina’s two daughters, Geri would most likely have committed suicide by now due to her severe depression.  But she knew she had to be there for them, her sense of duty to them overrode her desire to end it all. 

Geri had cried herself out many hours before and was laying on her side in the fetal position staring into space.  She started remembering the last time they were together where Tina had tied her up.  She started to get excited and reached down and started gently rubbing herself through her panties right on top of her clit.  Her excitement built and built and she finally turned over onto her back.  She pulled her panties off and threw them on the floor and began directly rubbing on her clit and the outer lips of her cunt.  She began to fantasize that Tina was doing things to her that she had never thought of before, like putting clamps on her tits and clit, forcing large dildos up her ass and cunt, things she had heard about that happened to Karen and her daughter.  She imagined that she had been Tina’s slave and that she was doing those things to her.  She got more and more excited as she began to pinch her nips through her top.  She didn’t like the feel of it so she stripped it off and it joined her panties on the floor. 

Now totally naked and excited as hell, Geri lay on her back and brought her heels up next to her ass, letting her knees fall out away from her body, exposing her cunt to full view.  She closed her eyes and let her fantasy go wild and started to really go to town on her cunt and tits.  She soon climaxed but that wasn’t enough and she kept at it.  She had learned when Tina tied her up that if she was continually stimulated, the orgasms would keep coming until she was in one continuous orgasm.  She let the fantasy get away from her and with her eyes close, she was so into it that she never heard the door to her room open.

Geri felt a gentle kiss on her inner thigh and instead of coming out of her fantasy in shock as would have happened normally, her fantasy world and intense longing for Tina immediately attributed the contact to Tina.  Geri kept her eyes closed and as she felt another light kiss closer to her cunt, she reached down and grabbed the head of who she thought was Tina, never connecting the reality that Tina was dead and that it was someone else.  Her fantasy had her and Tina together making love again and she so desperately wanted it that she didn’t want to open her eyes and find out that it was all a dream.  So she did what she would have done normally and reached down and grabbed the head of the person on both sides and pulled it into her cunt.  She was rewarded with a full-fledged attack on her cunt and clit.  This caused her fantasy to deepen that much more and she moaned out ‘Tina… love, just like that.’. 

The person between her legs however wasn’t Tina but her oldest daughter, Rhonda.  Rhonda looked behind her in the hallway as if she were checking to see if someone was there.  Geri reached down with her hands and grabbed her head and forced it back into her cunt.  Geri smiled as she remembered the last time she and Tina made love.  Rhonda looked back at the door as if that was the one place she would rather be than there with Geri.  Geri said, “Oh Tina, please don’t tease me.  I need it so bad.”

Rhonda took a deep breath and her lips quivered as she almost lost it when Geri said that but then went back to licking and sucking her cunt.  She reached up and began to play with Geri’s tits as she licked and sucked. 

Geri went back to remembering her last session with Tina where she was tied up and she almost had an orgasm right then and there just remembering it.

Rhonda was surprised at the speed with which things advanced.  She had expected to have to beg Geri to teach her what to do but it was as if things were spinning out of control.  She really didn’t want to be here right now but she didn’t have a choice.  She glanced over at the door without stopping what she was doing and saw her sister Kelly there.  She saw her taking pictures with the camera she had been given.  She then looked at the top, left hand corner of the room where there was a book case.  There on the top shelf, pointed at the bed was the little video camera they had installed a couple of days ago.  It had been a major effort for Kelly to get her out of the room long enough to be able to install it.  But they had managed to do what they had been told. 

Rhonda hated the thought of what she was about to do.  But the consequence of not doing it was much worse than doing it.  As she thought these thoughts she reached up with her free hand and began to caress Geri’s other tit. 

The hallucination that Geri was experiencing was made even a bit more real when she felt the hand playing with her tits.  She broke the kiss and opened her eyes.  The fantasy was so deep that she saw Tina when it was really Rhonda.  Rhonda had always been told that she looked like a carbon copy of her mother when she was younger.  Geri’s grief and fantasy were so encompassing that all she saw was Tina.  She began to unbutton the blouse that Rhonda was wearing.  She bent down and began to suckle on the tender but firm tits of her dead lover’s seventeen year old daughter, thinking that it was in fact Tina.  Rhonda felt a tear begin to stream down her cheeks.  She wanted to get up off the bed and just run away, but she couldn’t.  She had to see this through. 

Rhonda took one last, sad look at her sister at the door taking pictures, took a deep breath and then began pushing Geri’s head down.  She had worn a skirt without any panties on underneath when she came into the room.  She guided Geri’s head down with one hand and lifted her skirt with the other.  Soon she felt the caress of Geri’s tongue on her cunt and clit.  She couldn’t help but feel the excitement that this was causing.  She screamed inside that she didn’t want to feel this kind of excitement at the hands of her mother’s lover but she knew that she and her sister had no choice.  This was what they were being made to do. 

Geri knew only that she was loving her lover, not her lover’s daughter.  She put all of her energy into giving her lover as much pleasure as was possible.  She kept her eyes closed and gave her lover ever bit of skill and effort she had learned over the years with her very few female lovers.  She reached her hands up and began to knead and play with Rhonda’s tits, thinking they were Tina’s.  In her grief driven hallucination, she didn’t notice that the tits she was playing with were smaller and firmer than Tina’s. 

Soon she heard a scream as Rhonda came.  The scream was decidedly different than the one she normally heard from Tina.  It was then that she opened her eyes, mouth still plastered to Rhonda’s cunt and saw who she was pleasuring.  She recoiled in horror at what she had just done.  She quickly pushed away and backpedaled until her back was against the headboard of the bed and she could go no further.  She gasped out, “I am so sorry.  I thought you were your mother.  I’m so sorry.  I’m so sorry.”  She closed her eyes and began crying, continuing to say, “I’m so sorry” over and over again. Tears were just streaming down her cheeks.

Again she felt the pleasure of a tongue on her cunt.  The hallucination began again.  She couldn’t believe that she had just sucked the teenaged cunt of her lover’s daughter.  That had to be a dream, a nightmare.  This was reality. Her lover and she were enjoying each other like they had done many times before. 

Geri’s excitement continued to grow and she wanted that tongue deeper and deeper and she reached down and grabbed the head of her lover and pulled it into her cunt.  She groaned out loud and then screamed in glorious ecstasy as her orgasm overtook her.  She clamped her legs around the head of her lover as her body stiffened from the pleasure coursing through her.

It was at that moment that she felt a pair of lips push against hers.  She was confused initially.  Why would there be two sets of lips pleasuring her.  That is when she opened her eyes and the dream turned into a nightmare.  Initially she saw Rhonda, who was kissing her like a long lost lover.  Then she pushed Rhonda away and the vision of what she saw almost caused her heart to stop. There with her face plastered against her pussy was the fourteen year old daughter of her lover.  ‘How could she let things get this far?’, she thought.  It was too much for her and she passed out.  She awoke with a start a bit later, alone in the room.  She remembered everything that had happened and wondered if it was real or a nightmare.  When she took a deep breath and smelt the remains of Rhonda’s dried cunt juices that were on her face she realized it hadn’t been a dream.  She really had done what she remembered.  She turned over and cried in despair.  ‘How could she take advantage of her lover’s daughters like she had?’  She was despondent at what she had done and cried herself to sleep again, only this time it was because of what she had done and not for her lost lover.

Down in the cave dungeon, Karen’s cunt had started out freezing.  As the ice slowly melted, the blood vessels of her cunt sent shards of pain through her.  With each drip of the hot water the ice melted.  After a couple of hours, the ice finally melted leaving her gaping cunt and asshole wide open to the continued dripping hot water.  It took a while, but the water gradually warmed and then began to turn hot.  With each additional drop it got hotter and hotter.  Finally about three in the morning the temperature in her cunt had turned so hot that the water began to cause first degree burns to her cunt and ass.  As the water streamed out of her cunt, there was a red trail where the water dripped down over her pubic mound to her stomach, leaving a first degree burn behind.  Karen was in misery.  It felt like she had a sun burn inside her cunt.

She had lost all track of time in her misery.  She was startled when she heard Sarah whisper in her ear, “Good morning you stupid cunt.  Are you ready to receive the rest of your punishment for killing my parents?  I sure hope so because whether you are or not, it is going to happen.  I see your cunt and ass are nice and ready for today’s activities now.  It should be nice and painful for you.  Just remember that you deserve every bit of pain and punishment you receive.  And know that it’s your daughters that are inflicting it on you.

As Karen listened to Sarah whispering in her ear, she felt a huge dildo being stuck in her ass.  She groaned in pain as the dildo stretched her burnt membranes.  It wasn’t until she felt a hot, burning sensation that she realized that she was being given an enema.  She soon realized that it wasn’t just an ordinary enema.  Michelle had filled a gallon bag with habanera sauce.  It was the hottest habanera sauce they could find.  Karen was soon screaming as the sauce further added insult to injury to Karen’s sore rectum. 

As she felt the burn continuing to intensify as the enema entered her ass, she soon felt a sharp pain across her tits and chest.  She screamed in pure agony.  Sarah had whipped her with a knotted cat-o-nine tails.  Sarah was standing to one side of Karen as she brought the whip back and brought it down hard on her tits again.  All of the times she had whipped Aminda and Michelle had given her strength and she was using every bit of it on Karen.  She kept whipping and whipping Karen as she stood there, watching the red bruises appear where the knots hit Karen’s tits. 

Sarah looked down at Karen’s ass where Michelle was just finishing pushing the last of the enema into Karen’s now burning guts.  Karen was screaming and begging for mercy from the pain.  When the enema was finished, Michelle put on a long elbow length latex glove and then covered the glove with more of the habanera sauce.  When she was satisfied, she approached Karen’s ass end. 

Michelle curled the fingers of her gloved hand over and tucked her thumb into her palm and lined the tips of the fingers with Karen’s cunt.  She pushed forward with one hard push, forcing her entire hand into Karen’s cunt.  Karen screamed at first from the sudden invasion of Michelle’s hand.  Then it turned into an intense burning pain.  Karen tried to writhe away in agony but her bindings didn’t allow her to move much.  She twisted her spasming body as she struggled futilely to get away from the invading fist and intestine full of habanera sauce.  She hadn’t felt this kind of torture since her early days as Darrel’s sex slave. 

Michelle continued to fist fuck Karen as Sarah stopped whipping Karen and slowly moved around to Karen’s other side.  When she got there, she sat down in her wheel chair and watched Michelle at work.  The fist fucking went on for an hour when Sarah pushed herself back up with cat in hand.  She moved forward the couple of steps and then began to flail Karen’s tits and stomach again with cat. 

Michelle knew that that was the sign to stop her fist fucking.  She pulled her hand out of Karen’s cunt and backed away from her mother.  When Michelle was out of the way, Sarah began to add occasional strikes of the whip to Karen’s cunt in addition to her tits and stomach.  Of course with her legs spread wide apart with no way to close them, the knots of the cat started bruising her burnt cunt lips adding insult to injury. 

Karen’s screams took on a new tenor as the pain seemed to transfer straight to her guts.  Then one time a knot on the cat landed directly on her clit.  Not only was the pain excruciating but the sudden jolt tripped Karen into a massive orgasm.  Her screams of pain changed from those of pain to those of glorious ecstasy.  Her guts were cramping and each Doggyslut fueled the pleasure centers and fed the stimulation to Karen.  She drank in the ecstasy while letting Karen experience most of the pain and little of the pleasure.  Finally Karen passed out from the combination of pain and pleasure.

Finally Sarah wore herself out whipping Karen.  She had managed to force three more orgasms out of her.  She managed to get back to her wheel chair just before she collapsed from exhaustion.  She had stood more, walked more and done more in the last 24 hours than she had since she had been shot.  Truth be told, Aminda had watched in stunned amazement as Sarah had moved around that morning.  She could tell that her mistress had struggled but that she was in fact doing better than they had ever hoped.

As soon as Sarah was sitting in her chair, Michelle went to work on Karen.  She undid the straps around Karen’s waist and then pulled her legs forward until her cunt was over her face.  She tied them off so that she couldn’t move her hips down.  Then she pulled the enema dildo out of her ass.  With the release of the dildo, the contents of her gut spewed forth and fell down onto her face.  It of course was a mixture of shit and habanera sauce.  Michelle left her like that until nothing was coming out of her ass anymore.

Michelle took a hose from the sink and stuck it into Karen’s ass and then turned the water on full.  It was still hot but not as hot as it had been the night before.  But it was enough to cause more agonizing pain in Karen’s gut.  She left the water on and watched as her mother’s abdomen expanded from the inflow of water.  Only after Karen had been screaming for a couple of minutes did she finally turn the water off.  As soon as the hose was pulled out the contents of her guts were again spewed out and over her face.

This of course was a cleaner mix than the previous one and washed away the previously deposited shit.  But it was far from being clean.  There were still bits and pieces of shit mixed in with the water.  Michelle repeated this process several more times until the contents of Karen’s intestines being expelled were totally devoid of anything but water. 

When Karen’s ass was clean, Michelle began to wash out her cunt.  She did it several times to ensure that as much of the habanera sauce was washed out as possible.  When she was clean, Michelle took two metal dildos.  One was a monster dildo that was four inches in diameter and eight inches long.  The other was a more slender version that was two inches by six inches.  Michelle lubed up the big monster dildo and put it at the entrance of Karen’s cunt. 

Karen watched just above her face as the huge dildo was first put at her cunt’s entrance and then forced inch by excruciating inch into her tortured, burnt cunt.  After it was half way in, it dawned on Karen which dildo this was.  She had been the recipient of its sinister pain on numerous occasions when she was Darrel’s slave.  Tears started to stream down her cheeks from the knowledge of what was to come.  She was scared stiff, just like she always was before when she was tortured with this set of devices. 

The last couple of inches of the dildo wouldn’t go in so Michelle got up on the table and put her foot against it and shoved.  She had to do that several times before the dildo was fully seated and each time caused Karen so much pain that she screamed in agony. 

Now that her cunt was full of the monster dildo, Michelle began to push the smaller dildo into her ass.  It would have normally slipped in easily as the small diameter of the dildo was nothing compared to some of the things that had already gone into her ass.  But the available space in her rectum was much smaller than normal due to the monster dildo.  Michelle lined the dildo up with her ass and put the base of her palm against it and then pushed hard.  At first the dildo resisted entrance into her ass but the pressure she bore was constant and it gradually defeated the ring of muscle in her sphincter.  The dildo slid in all of the way in one swift push. 

Once the dildos were in place, Michelle took a set of wires and attached the alligator clamps to Karen’s nipples and clit.  The teeth on the clamps were very sharp and cut into Karen’s most sensitive tissue.  Blood dribbled out where it had pierced her clit and nipples.  When they were in place, Karen attached the wires to a controller.  She then attached the two wires already attached to the control to the ends of the dildos in Karen’s ass and cunt.

When everything was done, Michelle took a step back and offered the control to her mistress.  Sarah shook her head no and Michelle took a deep sigh of resignation as she turned the control up to its highest level and pushed the button.

Karen’s entire body was currently tied so that she was almost bent in two.  When Michelle pushed the button, the electrical current caused the muscles of her entire body to try and contract.  Because she was tied firmly into position, her body couldn’t move.  Her muscles did their best to straighten her body out but just couldn’t do it.  The resulting spasms and cramps were so intense and painful that Karen screamed in agony.  Michelle proceeded to torture Karen like this for an hour, using various settings and times.  The final torture was at the highest setting with the button held down.  Her muscles spasmed and cramped so hard and long that Karen screamed and screamed and finally passed out.  Only after Karen was unconscious did Michelle let up on the button.  Tears were streaming down her cheeks at what she was doing to her mother.

Because they had all worked together to develop the tortures, it had been agreed that they wouldn’t use ammonia capsules to wake Karen up.  They had decided that a little piss in the face and mouth would do the job just as nicely.  Michelle climbed up on the table and squatted over Karen’s head and began to piss.  She found herself face to face with Karen’s cunt and clit.  She looked at Sarah who just nodded her head yes and Michelle knew exactly what was wanted.  She leaned in and bit Karen’s clit as she pissed on her face.

Karen breathed in some of the piss and the resulting coughing fit woke her out of her stupor.  As soon as she was awake, Michelle finished pissing on her and then got down.  She began the long slow process of letting Karen’s legs down and undoing all of the straps.  When she was released, Michelle and Aminda both helped her off of the table that she had spent the last 18 hours tied to.

The two girls led Karen over to the area they had set up with a drain.  They hosed her down until she was completely clean.  They then scrubbed her down with stiff scrub brushes usually used to clean floors with.  By the time they were done, Karen’s entire body was a bright red color, spotted with purple bruised spots.  Just looking at her made you cringe in pain. 

When Michelle was happy with how clean Karen was, she led Karen over to the rack.  She attached Karen’s wrists and ankles to the appropriate shackles.  This rack was a flat table rack.  At first look it appeared to be just a simple wood table on a large center pedestal.  It could have been just a sturdy old dining table from all appearances if it hadn’t been for the wheel at the center of the table’s side.  When turned, the wheel turned gears housed in the center pedestal and began to spread the table ends apart in the center. 

Sarah wheeled her chair over to the table and began to turn it once Karen was strapped on.  She kept turning it until Karen began to groan in pain.  She got to a point where she couldn’t turn the wheel any more so she had Michelle help her.  Michelle was much stronger than Sarah even when they were both healthy.  The added muscle pulled Karen more and more until her already sore muscles began to scream in protest.  Sarah locked the wheel and then had Michelle push against Karen’s side.  The simple act caused Karen to scream in pain because her body was stretched so tight that any additional stress on her muscles was shear agony. 

Sarah wheeled away to a position to watch as Michelle went to the cabinet and got a dildo harness for each of the three slave girls.  She then took the three largest dildos out and attached one to each of them.  The one she gave to Aminda was the largest and rivaled the electrical dildo in her cunt.  It was three inches in diameter and ten inches long.  Angie’s dildo was only two inches by eight inches but it had the added feature of shocking the fuckee each time the dildo bottomed.  The one that Michelle had was also eight inches and two inches but was studded all over to cause as much pain as possible.

Angie was the first to go.  She stepped up to Karen, pulled out the dildo in her ass and lined her dildo up with the shrinking hole.  She pushed her dildo home in one swift move, bottoming out against her ass.  That triggered the shocking mechanism and the shock was transferred to the big metal dildo in Karen’s cunt.  Karen screamed in agony, both from the shock and the movement it caused which resulted in the muscles of her entire body cramping.  Angie proceeded to fuck Karen like this until Sarah told her to stop over a half hour later.  Every thrust caused pain as it was but the added benefit of the shock caused her muscles to cramp and spasm involuntarily and pull against the immovable rack.  The resulting pain was immense but Karen couldn’t pass out because of the pain.  Karen screamed and begged to be killed as every fiber of her being ached in acute pain. 

Next up was Aminda.  Her dildo was so huge that just forcing it up her tight ass caused Karen extreme pain.  As she writhed to try and get away from the invader, her muscles cramped and her body screamed in pain from the stress inflicted from the rack.  It felt to Karen as if her entire body was being ripped apart from her asshole up.  Again she screamed and begged for mercy and finally for them to just kill her and put her out of her misery. 

Finally it was Michelle’s turn.  She reached down and lined up the dildo with Karen’s gaping ass.  The studs on the dildo were covered with metal tips that when turned on provided shocks randomly across the surface.  Michelle forced the dildo into Karen’s ass and began to fuck her with it.  The way the dildo shocked was never the same way twice.  Different posts were turned on and others off each time.  The shock however was severe and caused the same kind of reaction that the dildo Angie used did.  The difference is that each shock of a stud on the dildo caused a spasm to stream down Karen’s intestinal tract.  This caused stomach cramps that then radiated to every muscle in her body that was strained to the limit by the rack.  The pain was worse than that caused by Angie’s dildo.  But the way the agony presented was such that Karen didn’t pass out.  She wanted to but it was not to be.

After a long, grueling and painful hour, Sarah called a halt to the fucking.  Karen quit screaming but her sobs continued between her constant moans of pain.  Michelle went up to the wheel and released the lock and the table actually moved inward from the pull of Karen’s body.  She turned the wheel until they could undo the shackles on her wrists and ankles.  She and Aminda helped Karen off of the table and led her in front of Sarah’s wheel chair and made Karen get on her hands and knees in front of her.  Michelle began to attach straps to the skewers in Karen’s tits.  When they were all attached to the four ends of the two skewers in each tit, Michelle began to tie the free end of the straps to Sarah’s wheel chair.  Once all of the straps were attached, Michelle blindfolded Karen, picked up the control and handed it to Sarah. 

Sarah took the control and Michelle went back in front of Karen.  She said, “Mother, Mistress Sarah is going to use you as her pony for a while.  She will use the controller for your electrical toys to tell you where to go.  A shock in your left tit means turn left while a shock in your right one means to turn right.  If you feel a shock in your cunt, you will speed up for as long as the shock continues.  When the shock stops, you will maintain that speed.  If she wants you to slow down, then she will shock you with the dildo in your ass.  When you feel the shock you will gradually slow down until she releases the button and the electrical shocks stop.  Now if she wants you to stop, she will push the button for you clit.  As soon as you feel any current what so ever directly on your clit, you will stop.  When you do stop you will fold your arms down on the ground and lay your head on them.  You will present your ass for whatever fun and games she desires.  Now let’s see how well you listened.  Mistress Sarah, would you please take this new pony on a test run?”

Sarah smiled evilly and pushed the button for only the cunt dildo.  She held the button down.  Karen started to crawl forward faster and faster as the shock continued.  Every so often she would feel a quick shock in her left or right tit and she turned in that direction when she felt them.  Sarah took her around the lake inside the cave dungeon several times before she pressed the clit button right in front of the three slave girls.  This had caused Karen to cum as well as causing her extreme pain.

As soon as they came to a stop Sarah commanded, “Aminda and Michelle, put her on the St. Andrew’s Cross.  We have one last thing that I want done to her.”

Sarah had been looking around the cave as she had Karen take her around.  She had spotted what she wanted and noted that it was ready for its intended use.  Now that Karen was being strapped in to the cross, Sarah turned to Angie and commanded, “Ange, go over next to the generator room and bring that brazier over and the box that is setting next to it.  Bring it here and set it up in front of the cross.”

Angie got up out of her kneeling position and ran to get the brazier and the box.  She returned with them just as Aminda and Michelle were finishing up binding Karen to the cross.  Sarah wheeled over and searched in the box until she found what she was looking for.  She took it out and pushed the end into the brazier.  She picked up a container that had a blue powder in it and hung it on the edge of the brazier.  Sarah smiled because she knew that none of them had any idea what was coming.  She wheeled herself back and ordered, “Okay shelle.  It is time to put my mark on our mother so she will always know that she belongs to me.  Pull that iron out of the Brazier when it is red hot.  Dip it in the blue powder and then put it in the center of the organization tattoo on her stomach.  Now get to it.”

Sarah watched as Michelle, with tears streaming down her cheeks, went up to the brazier.  She picked up the rod but it wasn’t red hot yet.  She noticed a button that had baffle written on it and pushed it.  A small fan in the bottom of the brazier kicked on and soon the coals were burning a brighter red.  It was only a few short minutes before the rod was red hot.  Michelle picked up the rod, dipped it in the blue powder and turned toward Karen who was staring down at her stomach. 

Karen was already branded and tattooed to the hilt and she didn’t think she would ever have to worry about something like that again.  Yet here she was about to be branded again, by her very own daughter this time.  All Karen could think about was how much her daughter must hate her to do this to her.  She watched as if everything was in slow motion as Michelle aligned the red hot end of the rod with the center of the tattoo on her stomach and then she screamed out in agony as her stomach felt as if it were on fire.  For long excruciating seconds that seemed like hours to Karen, the fire burnt and charred her flesh.  Karen screamed the entire time and finally passed out from the pain. 

When Michelle pulled the branding iron away from her mother’s stomach, there in the center of the organization tattoo, as if it was designed to be there, was a blue eagle with its wings spread as if it was descending to attack.  Only instead of its talons being open, one of them held a pair of handcuffs and the other held a curled whip.  Michelle had to admit it was a nice owner’s mark.  She had never seen one like it in her years growing up in the organization.  She liked it a lot better than some of the other ones she had seen.  She wondered if they all were going to receive a brand just like it. 

Michelle went to the cabinet and retrieve and ammonia capsule and broke it under Karen’s nose.  She soon woke up and moaned in pain, not just from the brand but the brand was most front and center in her consciousness.  Aminda and Michelle began to undo all of the straps and take Karen down from the cross.  For the moment, Karen’s torture was over.  At least the physical aspect of her torture was over.  She was about to be psychologically tortured for a few minutes now. 

Sarah rolled in front of Karen and ordered, “Look at me Karen.  Look at me and tell me you understand why you deserved all of this.”

Karen looked sadly at her youngest daughter.  She had always had great hopes that her daughter would turn out well with her adopted family.  Now it seems that she had turned her into a monster just like her father and in some ways worse.  She had been with her since birth for all intents and purposes and had basically raised her for the Warrens.  Whatever she had told them about disciplining Sarah or raising her they had gone along with.  So even though she didn’t know that Sarah was her daughter, she still was more her mother than Nancy Warren had ever been.  But it was Nancy and Tom she had grown up calling mom and dad and who she developed her loving relationship with as a daughter.  Karen was just a live in nanny as far as Sarah knew.  Why Karen never realized that Sarah was her daughter, she would never know.  Now that she knew, she could see her resemblance between both her and Darrell though she took more after Darrell in both appearance and attitude.  She finally looked down at the floor, feeling even more like a failure than she already had.  Never mind that she had been a strong, highly successful business woman who was the primary reason that the Warren’s company had been so successful.  That wasn’t even a factor in her thought process any more.  She was responsible for the deaths and injury of two of the most important people in her life, people she loved and she felt that responsibility down to her very core.  Even though it was the organization that was truly at fault, in her mind it was hers and no one else’s.  With the firm belief that it was all her fault she sighed deeply and answered, “I failed you. I failed Michelle and I especially failed everyone I love.  I am responsible for the death, pain and suffering of an untold number of people.  I deserve whatever I get for I can never pay enough for what I have done to so many.”  The belief and answer were from Karen and not doggyslut.

Karen’s answer was honest and to anyone watching it was obvious that she believed every word of what she said.  She truly believed that she could never be punished enough for her crimes against so many people.  If it would have been the Karen before the depression hit, she would have known how preposterous that notion was.  But she had recriminated herself over and over again for the very crimes that Sarah blamed her for.  So she truly did believe it in her soul.  And Sarah telling her it was all her fault just confirmed it to her.  And making her admit it to herself and to her sealed that belief into her very being.  Karen was ready to give up and let doggyslut have control of her body.  That was something that doggyslut would truly love to do but her mistress wanted Karen to experience everything that was being done to her and that she would be made to do.  So it was truly Karen that was saying these things with no prompting from the doggyslut side of her persona

Sarah looked over at Angie and Aminda and ordered, “Put Michelle on the cross.  It is time to brand her my slave.”

All three of the slave girls looked at each other in shock for a minute.  They waited too long because soon they heard Sarah yell, “String her up now.  I didn’t tell you to think about it.  By the end of the day, you all will carry my mark and your slave names.  You belong to me and I will do with you as I please.  Now get to it before I get mad and have you all whipped before you’re branded.”

Angie and Aminda quickly went over to Michelle who let herself be led to the cross.  She had tears streaming down her face, but this time they were for her and not her mother.  She had never thought that her mistress would be so cruel.  But she also knew that as a slave, it was not her place to complain.  She was soon locked into the St. Andrew’s Cross.

Sarah wheeled over and put five rods into the brazier.  Four of them numbered one through four and then the one they had used on Karen.  She wheeled back in front of Karen.  She looked at her and said, “I know you were very elated that you got Aminda and Michelle away before they were branded by Darrell.  Well, I am going to make you brand them and mark them for me.  You will do it because you owe me.  You took away my true parents, something you will never be for me.  You truly orphaned me as far as I’m concerned.  Now you have to give me your oldest daughter to be my slave.   You will do that by branding her with the brands I have selected.  Now get busy or we’ll put you through another couple of days like the last two.”

Karen got up out of her kneeling position and slowly moved over to the brazier.  She looked at it, then at Michelle and then back at Sarah, not wanting anything to do with it.  ‘How had it come to this?’ she wondered.  Then doggyslut realizing she was hesitating and almost getting ready to refuse forced the thought into Karen’s persona, ‘But it is what you owe Sarah.  Your daughter will never be able to replace her parents, but it is the least you can do.’

As far as Karen was concerned, the impression that had just come to her was her own.  She answered in her own thoughts, ‘Yes, it is what I owe Sarah.  I have no choice but to give her my daughter.  It is the least I can do.  Michelle loves Sarah anyway so it won’t make any difference.’  She reached over and picked up the rod with the number one on it and dipped it in the blue powder.

Sarah smiled and ordered, “Place the circle of the brand around her right nipple.  Make sure it is perfectly centered.  If you screw it up, I’ll stick that damn brand up your stupid cunt.”

Karen carefully lined up the brand and then pressed it into Michelle’s right nipple.  Michelle screamed in agony at the searing pain of the brand.  It was only her years of abuse that kept her from passing out.  When Karen pulled it away, there was a blue sun around her areole.  Above from either side, one of the flames of the sun came up and the word ‘SIS’ was spelled out in bright blue letters.

Karen put the brand down next to the box and picked up the number 2 brand out of the brazier, dipping it into the blue powder.  Sarah commanded, “That brand goes directly between her tits on her chest bone.  Line it up so that it forms a straight line with the nipples.  Same warning applies to you if you screw up.”

Karen carefully lined up the brand and pressed it against her daughter’s chest between her tits.  Again Michelle screamed but didn’t pass out.  When the brand was taken away, there was a big blue ‘&’ symbol that was twice the size of the letters on her right tit.

Karen, zombie like, turned and dropped the brand next to the first one and picked up the number 3 brand, dipping it again.  She lined it up with Michelle’s left tit and turned to Sarah who shook her head yes.  Lining the circle of the brand with her daughter’s areole carefully she pressed the brand into the young tit flesh.  For the third time Michelle screamed in agony as her teenage tit flesh sizzled under the red hot brand.  When Karen pulled the brand away, there was a sun like the other tit but the word spelled out above it was ‘MINDA’S’. 

Karen put the brand down and grabbed the fourth one. She was moving like an automaton as she moved toward Michelle.  She looked back at Sarah for guidance who volunteered it immediately.  She ordered, “That one goes down on her pubic mound where her pubic hair would be.  The small curve at the bottom goes just on the top part of her clit hood.  Make sure it is lined up perfectly or you will pay dearly.”

Karen dipped the branding iron and then lined the rod up carefully as she was ordered and she pressed it right onto her daughter’s most sensitive area.  Because the brand was so close to her clit, the pain was transmitted right through that most sensitive organ.  Michelle screamed in agony this time and passed out from the pain.  When the brand was taken away the brand that was left was an opened oyster shell with ‘SHELLE’ across the top shell on what would be the outside of the shell.  Instead of an oyster in the center of the shell, there was a tongue that extended out and down as if it were licking Michelle’s clit.  There was a big blue dot in the center of the tongue as if it had been pierced. 

Finally Karen put that rod down and grabbed the one she had been branded with.  She knew where this one went without asking.  She dipped it and lined it up in the center of her stomach, halfway between her belly button and her tits.  She pressed it into her stomach.  Fortunately for Michelle she was already out so she didn’t feel that one.  Karen put that iron back in the brazier, assuming that it would be needed for the other girls. 

They left Michelle hanging on the cross as they took a break.  Sarah picked up her walkie talkie that allowed them to talk to their guards.  She said, “Gar, bring in our guest please.  We are ready for him.  Help him with his equipment.  He will need it.”

About ten minutes later, Gar came in leading a long haired, scruffy looking guy with a beard that looked as if it hadn’t ever been trimmed.  He was blind folded and he had his right hand on Gars belt so he could be led into the cave.  Gar was carrying a large wooden box that was about the size of a small trunk.  Gar saw Michelle on the cross passed out and also saw the new brand on Karen along with the bruises.  He had been told to expect some weird stuff but this was beyond anything he had ever imagined.  He put the box down next to the cross and looked at Michelle, then Sarah and finally at Karen.  He turned and took the blindfold off of the guy he had led in. 

When the guy’s eyes adjusted to the light they bugged out in amazement at what he saw.  He looked around and saw the other nude girls and the nude and bruised Karen.  Then he looked at the guard and said, “I seen some kinky shit before but this is nothing but cruel abuse.  She couldn’t have wanted this to happen.  Get me outta here so I can call the cops man.  You guys should have put a stop to this stuff.”

Gar just shrugged his shoulders as Sarah spoke up saying, “There is nothing going on here that the girls here haven’t asked for or agreed to.  If you don’t believe me ask them.  Karen, wake up Michelle please.”

Sarah was being especially nice because of the guest that was there.  Karen walked over to the cabinet and got an ammonia capsule.  She broke it under Michelle’s nose.  Michelle sputtered awake and groaned in pain.  As soon as she was awake Sarah said, “Will you tell this fine gentleman that all of this happened to you of your own choice Michelle?”

Michelle was hurting badly from the brands and she also knew that she hadn’t asked for these brands and would have never asked for them if she had been given a choice.  But she was a slave and she had been trained to agree with her master or mistress no matter what so she looked at the new person and trembled as she said, “I…I…I a…a…asked for t…t…this.  And I assume you are here to give me my piercings?”

The guy said, “I can’t until I have a parent or guardian sign a permission slip.  I know the guard can’t sign so I’m assuming it’s you lady.”  He said the last looking directly at Karen. 

Karen answered with little emotion but without hesitation, “Where do you want me to sign.  I am Karen Miller.  I am the mother of Michelle on the cross and guardian of all of the others.  I will sign a permission slip for anything they want done.  If you do everything that is asked of you without question and do a good job, I will guarantee a nice bonus.”  She looked at Sarah and out of the sight of the guy she mouthed, ‘I fuck him?’. 

Sarah nodded her head to what Karen asked and so Karen turned back and told the guy, “On top of that, you can fuck me any way that you want.”

The guy shook his head in agreement and said, “Only if I get the whole night with you.”

Karen looked at Sarah who spoke up and said, “I’m sorry but I can’t change my plans for tonight.”

Karen mouthed ‘Later?’ not wanting to seem like she was asking permission of an underage girl in front of the guy.  Sarah nodded her head once in agreement and Karen turned back to the guy and said, “I’ll fuck you today before you leave and then I’ll make arrangements with you for an overnight stay here at the mansion.  How does that sound?”  She looked directly at Sarah when she said it who nodded in agreement again.

The guy was too busy staring at all of the nude underage flesh standing in front of him to see the interchanges between Karen and Sarah.  He switched his gaze from Angie, then to Karen and back to Angie.  He thought he would push his luck a little and see what he could get.  He held no hope for it to happen but nothing ventured, nothing gained.  He looked at Karen briefly and asked while pointing, “What about a little time with that young thing as well.  I’d sure like to spend a bit of time with her.”

Karen didn’t look at Sarah this time, she just said, “You’ll have to ask her.  I don’t tell her who she can or can’t sleep with.” 

Angie looked at Sarah who shook her head yes again.  Angie turned her look to the guy and looked down at the ground as she softly said, “I’d be happy to do that with you.”

Sarah piped up and said, “Well if you are going to be a slut and fuck the guy, why don’t you let him sleep with you tonight and then Karen can arrange for a visit latter.  I’m sure that will motivate him to do a good job with all of the things he’ll need to do.”

The guy looked at Karen and asked, “Your okay with this?  I mean they are obviously underage.  I could get in a lot of trouble here.”

Karen answered, “I assure you that none of them are being forced.  You ask them when it is their time for whatever is asked for.  I’ll sign whatever permission slips you need and when we’re done I’ll show you the legal documents that put me in charge of them.  Now I believe that Sarah has all of the things we talked about for piercings.  We all tend to be forgetful so we asked her to record what we asked for.”

Sarah was surprised at what Karen had said.  She had a piece of paper with the piercings she wanted.  They were all going to be the same except for an extra one for Michelle.  Sarah pulled out the paper and handed it to the guy.  She told him, “They all agreed to the piercings shown on this paper.  I noted at the bottom any extra ones that the person wanted that was different, otherwise they are all pretty much the same.”

The guy took the paper and there was a drawing of a body with an arrow pointed at the place the piercing was to be placed.  He was amazed at the number of the piercings but didn’t say a thing.  He opened his case and began setting up next to Michelle. 

The tattoo and piercing artist started with her nipples by first numbing them, then sterilizing them and finally piercing them.  He put nipple rings in them that were a fine gold with a gold eagle on them with the same design as the brand on her stomach.  He then pierced her clit, giving her a similar ring on it.  He added two new piercings on the lower lobe of her ears and then one on the upper lobe, leaving behind a chipped diamond stud in each.  He took a specially made pair of pliers and after opening her mouth he had her stick her tongue out.  He gripped her tongue with the pliers and then put a needle in a hole that lined up above and below the tongue and pierced her tongue.  He then pierced her belly button, leaving behind a diamond stud. 

He took out his battery powered tattoo gun and began to fill in the oyster with color.  The shell was brown mixed with some black highlights.  The inside was a pinkish red color and that extended out to the tongue.  Finally he took a specially curved needle and pushed it through on either side of the blue dot on the branded tongue of the oyster shell.  This time the ring had a pearl on it.  The pearl was big enough to cover the blue dot. 

Michelle just watched and cringed with each new piercing.  The pain was tolerable due to the numbing and the fact that the sharp stick of the needle was nothing compared to the burning of the brand.  She actually liked her piercings.  She looked at Sarah and said, “Thank you for my new piercings mistress.  They are wonderful.”

If the guy caught what Michelle said about Sarah being her mistress he gave no clue.  He knew he would make a mint off of this.  That and he would get to fuck the pretty woman and the young girl.  Who knew where else this might lead.  Finally he said, “I’m done with her now.  Who’s next?”

Sarah said, “We have some more branding to do before your next customer.  We’ll let Michelle go and then she will take you over and show you a good time while you wait.  I’m sure that you two can work out what you do or don’t want to do.  Michelle is such a slut she likes to do just about anything, anything at all.  Don’t you Michelle?”

Michelle answered with, “Yes Sarah.”, this time instead of mistress.

Angie and Karen took Michelle down.  Michelle then gingerly went up to the old guy, who she found out smelled of cigarettes and sweat.  She took his hand and gingerly made her way over to the bed in the cave.  As she left she was saying, “Don’t mind them.  There will be screaming from the branding.  It can’t be helped but sometimes good artistry requires a little pain.  I’m sure you know about that.”

The guy just shook his head as he listened to Michelle.  He thought he had died and landed in heaven.  He had no idea that this was what he would be getting into when he came but if he was going to get to do things with these underage girls then he wasn’t going to complain.  He would have cut his fees to cost if they had told him what was going to happen.  But now he was going to get paid and still get the bonus of playing around with underage girls. 

They had arrived at the bed and Michelle had helped him sit on the edge turned away from where the branding was going to be.  She was in a lot of pain but she just tried to ignore it as she said, “I’m a bit sore down below at the moment so I am going to just give you a blow job for now, unless you want to fuck my ass.  I’ll leave the choice to you.”

The guy couldn’t believe his ears.  This girl said he could fuck her ass.  He had never fucked any girl in the ass.  As a matter of fact he hadn’t fucked anything but a hooker for over five years.  He had never gotten married because most women were turned off by his scraggly looks.  If it wasn’t for the occasional guy coming in to have his slave pierced, he would probably have had no experience beyond his hand or hookers.  He mumbled, “I’d like to fuck your ass if it’s alright.

Michelle got up on the bed and got on her knees.  She crossed her arms and put them on the bed.  She laid her head on them and wiggled her ass at him. 

The tattoo artist quickly scrambled up behind her, stripping out of his pants as he went.  Never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought that he would have a sweet young thing like Michelle inviting him to fuck her ass.  He pushed the head of his seven inch cock against her anal rosebud and pushed.  He had expected a lot more resistance than he got but Michelle’s years of training as a sex slave had taken care of any resistance that might have been there.  The muscles of her ass were well used to having a cock or something else much bigger than this guy’s cock up it.

Over at the cross, Aminda was now strapped in.  Sarah had wheeled over and put three branding irons in the brazier.  She backed up and ordered, “Get to work Karen.  Minda needs her brands just like shelle.”

Karen stepped over to the brazier and pushed the bellows button.  She waited a few moments as the coals flared red hot.  She took a deep breath and then picked up the first of the branding irons.  She dipped it in the blue powder and lined it up with Aminda’s right tit just like she had with Michelle.  She pressed it against her teenage tit flesh as Aminda screamed in agony.  When she removed the iron, left behind was the sun with ‘SARAH’S’ above it. 

Karen repeated the process with the next iron and left behind on

Aminda’s left tit the same sun but with the word ‘SWEET’ above it.  The third iron was huge.  It was a huge triangular shape looking down at it from the handle.  She didn’t need to be told where this one went.  She lined it up against Aminda’s pubic arch so the bottom of the triangle was just next to her clit hood.  Aminda screamed and passed out from the searing and burning pain that the large branding iron covered.  When the branding iron was removed, left behind were two Japanese style Koi fish.  The fish were in a V with their heads down toward her pussy with tongues coming out of each of them extending down and ending at her clit.  Between the two heads were two Japanese symbols, one on top of the other.  On top of the tails of the two fish and curved in an upward arch was ‘MINDA’.  Karen quickly put that iron down with the growing pile of used branding irons and picked up the eagle one and pressed that onto Minda’s Stomach.  When Karen was done she stepped back and looked at her handy work.

The tattoo artist was laying behind Michelle now, with his hands over her and massaging her tits while watching Aminda’s branding.  He had cum in Michelle’s ass soon after entering, lasting only a couple of minutes. He had seen most of the show as a result.  His wilted cock was still in Michelle’s ass but that was only because of the training that Michelle had in using her ass muscles to keep it in.   Sarah yelled over at Michelle and said, “Bring him back over here shelle.  We’re ready for the piercings and the tats.”

Michelle quickly relaxed her rectal muscles and got up.  She looked at the guy on the bed and said, “You’re needed again sir.”  She quickly walked back to where the others were and knelt down beside Sarah’s wheel chair, facing the same direction she was.  The scruffy looking tattoo artist soon joined them, dressed again in the same smelly clothes. 

Sarah handed the guy a sheet of paper with a drawing of the fish on it but this time the tails were on the bottom of the V and the same two Japanese characters were between the tails.  The tongues on these fish were longer and curled out and around.  Sarah said, “The tongues are to go around her tit and end on the nipple.  Do the piercings last on this one, so that you can tattoo her tits and nips without too much trouble.  Karen, wake our sleeping beauty up.”

The tattoo artist got out all of the inks that he needed.  The fish were going to be a bright orange with some white highlights.  He spent the next couple of hours tattooing the fish between, above and around Aminda’s tits.  He then filled in the fish brand in her pubic arch.  Finally he did the piercings.  Aminda got all of the same piercings that Michelle did.  Her tit rings had the eagle on them, but her clit piercing was a curved stud that had a pearl on either end.  Each pearl was at the tip of the tongue coming out of the fish.  She also had a nose piercing on her left nostril that had a diamond stud on it. 

When the tattoo artist was done Sarah ordered, “Take the slut down.”

Karen and Angie then quickly removed Aminda from the shackles.  She had been through a lot and was hurting but she immediately went in front of Sarah and knelt.  She lowered her head down in submission and said, “Thank you for my new brands, tattoos and piercings.  I will wear them proudly because they are what you desired me to wear.”

Sarah smiled and asked, “Do you know what those Japanese characters are Aminda?”

Aminda answered, “No mistress.”

Sarah giggled and said, “They are Kanji for slave.  So the brands and tats above say, ‘SARAH’S SWEET’ and the tats below say ‘SLAVE MINDA’.  I’m glad you like them my sweet slave minda?  Now please take your fine artist over and entertain him while the last of my lovely slaves gets her brandings.”

Aminda took the tattoo artist’s hand and led him over to the mattress he had come from earlier.  She immediately turned and began to strip the filthy clothes off of him.  As soon as she had him naked she knelt in front of him and took his cock into her mouth.  She immediately got the acrid tasted of Michelle’s ass.  She had failed to properly clean him up.  She would have to remember to punish her for that later.  She soon had the guy’s cock stiff and ready.  She then gently pushed him back towards the bed and when his knees hit the edge he fell back onto it.  She climbed up over him and straddled his waist.  She reached down and guided his stiff cock into her cunt and began to slowly fuck him.  She used her cunt muscles as well as going up and down on his shaft. 

When the tattoo artist felt his cock being massaged by Aminda’s cunt muscles he knew he was in for a treat.  He wondered for the umpteenth time since he had arrived if he had died and gone to heaven and if not, where in the world had these sex kittens come from?

Karen and Michelle quickly shackled Angie onto the cross.  As soon as she was ready, Karen went over to the brazier where Sarah had already put the branding irons in.  Soon Karen was pushing the first branding iron onto her first tit.  The same sun went around her areole that had been on the others and she too had ‘SARAH’S’ above it.  The one above her left tit said ‘TIGRESS’.  On her pubic arch was the head of a snarling tiger with ‘ANGE’ above its ears.  Angie was the only one of the three that didn’t pass out from the pain.  She had experienced way worse as a drudge slave while at Clearview.

Aminda had been fucking with the tattoo guy the whole time that Angie was being branded.  Every time she felt the signs that he was going to cum, she used her keegle muscles to clamp down on him and prevent him from cumming.  When she heard Sarah yell for her to bring him over, she sent her muscles into overdrive massaging his cock and in a couple of short seconds his hyper excited cock was cumming, shooting spurt after spurt of cum into her.  When he finished, she climbed off and said, “Time to go back to work studly.”

Aminda gingerly walked over to where Sarah was and knelt down on the opposite side of her that Michelle was.  They watched as the guy began to fill in the tiger on Angie’s pubis.  When he was done with that, he began to tattoo Angie’s belly, and sides with tiger stripes.  Her belly was mostly white and gradually turned into either a black, orange or white stripe as it went around her sides.  It took him about three and a half hours to do that.  When he couldn’t do any more he asked, “Do you want me to go ahead and do the piercings now before I have you turn her over to finish?”

Sarah answered, “That would be real nice.  She’s really looking good.  I can’t wait until she’s finished.”

Again the guy gave Angie all of the same piercings as the other girls.  She had the three diamond studs in her lower ear lobe, the one at the top, the two eagle nipple rings, the belly button diamond stud and an eagle ring in her clit.  She didn’t get a piercing on her pubis like the other two did.  She did get a nose piercing in her left nostril and a diamond stud in her left eyebrow.  Angie was whimpering a little from the pain of having her entire front and sides tattooed as well as the piercings.  From what she had heard from Sarah earlier, she fully expected what was next.  Apparently her mistress was going to tattoo her until she looked like a tiger.

When the tattoo artist finished the piercings, Karen and Michelle quickly turned Angie over and locked her back into the cross with her back exposed.  When the guy saw the long scars on her back from the many horrendous canings and whippings she had received he wondered how any child could survive such torture.  He now understood why she had requested to be striped like a tiger.  It would hide the scars for the most part.  He went to work on her and brought the stripes around from the sides where he left them.  It took him another three and a half hours to finish.  He had to take several breaks to rest so that he wouldn’t screw it up. 

When he was done and stepped away both shelle and minda gasped in surprise.  They exclaimed almost simultaneously, “Your scars are gone.  You can’t see where they caned and whipped you anymore.”  Karen added, “It’s beautiful too.  You look just like a tigress.”

Finally Sarah spoke up saying, “I thought long and hard about what to do for ange for her tats.  When I remembered how bad her back was scarred, and then remembered how she continued to always fight for survival no matter how bad things got, I thought of a tiger when it’s cornered.  Then it dawned on me that tiger stripes would hide her scars so she became my tigress ange.  Now all of you listen up.  I know you are going to get a lot of questions about the tats, piercings and brandings.  Tell them whatever reason you want that you got them but you will tell them that you asked for them and Karen signed the permission slip.  If anyone makes fun of you, tell me their name and we will collectively use all of our influence to rain hellfire down upon them.”

Karen had been taking down Angie as Sarah was talking.  When she was down, she looked down and saw her piercings and the tats.  It looked strange for her stomach and tits to look like the underbelly of a tiger.  About that time the tattoo guy asked, “Do you want to put her tail in or do you want me to?”

Sarah smiled and said, “Give it to me.  I’ll be the one to pin a tail on this tiger.”

Sarah wheeled over to the guy, took the butt plug end of the tiger tail and rolled over to ange.  She ordered, “Bend over slut.”

Ange bent over and reached back to spread her ass cheeks.  She soon felt the three inch wide by four inch long butt plug being pushed into her ass.  When she was done and stood up, the tail curved down briefly and then up and the back in a shallow sideways S.  It was covered with faux fur and looked like it was a real tiger’s tail.  Sarah wheeled back in front of Ange and asked, “Now what do you think of my idea to name you tigress ange and give you these stripes?”

Ange quickly answered, “I was getting tired of having to explain the scars on my back.  Now they won’t be able to tell they were scars.  I’m sure they’ll comment on the stripes however.  Do you think they will kick me off of the cheerleader squad?”

Sarah frowned and said, “They better not if they know what’s good for them.  I’m sure that we will be able to deal with the objections by telling them that you were traumatized by the scars on your back and that this is what you decided to do for your mental health.  I think once they find out why you decided to have tiger stripes added they’ll understand and if they don’t, screw them.  We’ll be in charge of the school soon any way and then no one can say anything to us.”

Sarah looked at the tattoo guy and said, “You have done a wonderful job on my sluts.  But you do have one more piercing to do.  When you are done with that, then go ahead and let Gar take you home.  You can send us a bill for your services.  Karen will pay you when we get the bill.  I know we deposited one thousand in your account to get you started but I know the bill will be substantially more.  When you itemize the bill, make sure you didn’t leave anything out.  I want you to itemize every little thing that you did.  I promise that you will get a substantial tip for your services.  Make sure you call and set up a time to come visit us and enjoy Karen’s services.  You will also have a chance at Angie too.  But it will be awhile for her.  I’m sure she’ll be hurting for a few days because of her tats.  Now Karen, I want you to kneel in front of our friend here.  He has one piercing to give you.”

The guy looked surprised and then looked at Karen and asked, “Do you really want this huge nose ring?  You’re so beautiful that I’d hate to mar your pretty face with this ring.”

Karen just briefly glanced at Sarah out of the corner of her eye.  Of course she didn’t want a nose ring.  But then she was being punished for what she had done.  She looked into the guy’s eyes and quietly said, “Yes it is.  I’ve always wanted one.”

The guy shrugged and took out a huge needle.  This needle’s sharp end quickly widened to about an eighth of an inch thick.  He pushed the needle through the septum of her nose and left it there.  Karen didn’t scream but she did let out a groan of pain.  He inserted a stud into the hole he had made there and used liquid solder to secure the ball that he screwed on the open end.  Karen now had a stud through her septum with slightly large balls on the end.  He took a quarter inch thick ring that was an inch and a half in diameter.  This ring had a section out of it and he inserted the ends into her nose and pulled down.  It hurt Karen like hell but she didn’t yell in pain.  She just moaned.  The balls on the nose stud clicked into place when he pulled the ring down.  Karen now had a large removable nose ring hanging from her nose and over her mouth.  She had tears of humiliation streaming in her eyes.  That was one thing that she had always been grateful for.  They had never made her pierce her nose and change her looks.  And to have it done by her very own daughter was the last straw.  Darrell had never been able to break Karen’s spirit but between the self imposed guilt of all the deaths and believing them to be her fault and having her daughter direct her torture and degradation was too much for Karen to take.  She gave up totally.  Doggyslut tried to bring her persona forward again and again but to no avail. 

When Karen gave up, her demeanor went totally blank.  She just stood there staring into space.  Her eyes were wide open but it was obvious to anyone looking that something was wrong.  Sarah was surprised.  Karen had stayed around for the entire torture and had seemingly participated in the branding willingly.  She called out, “Karen, are you okay?”

Doggyslut was too preoccupied to listen at first.  She was trying and trying to force Karen’s persona forward but she just refused and there was nothing she could do.  She knew for the tattoo guy’s sake she needed to take over at least temporarily.  She finally did just that and realized that Sarah was calling to her.  She turned to Sarah and said, “I’m alright Sarah.  I’ll explain what happened in a minute.”  She turned to the tattoo guy and asked, “Do you have any forms for me to sign before you go?”

The tattoo guy quickly dug in his box and pulled out several sheets of paper.  He said, “I normally do this up front.  But there is one form filled out for each of you.  Then there is an instruction sheet there for taking care of your piercings and tattoos while they heal.  You sign these and I’ll be on my way.  I must say it has been a long, long day and I could use a break.”

Doggyslut signed the documents as Karen would and handed them to the guy.  She then said to him, “Please call me when you can so we can arrange for your night stay here.  You have done a wonderful job for all of my girls.  Now head on out of the cave.  Gar will blindfold you and help you with your box. He’ll take you home.”

Doggyslut waited until the tattoo guy had left down the entrance to the cave.  She gave him a few minutes and then she turned and knelt in front of Sarah in the perfect slave’s position.  She held her hands up in the manner that she wanted to speak and waited for Sarah to respond.  When Sarah told her to speak freely she said, “This worthless slut is sorry for what happened mistress.  When Karen realized that she was going to be made to wear this beautiful nose ring she just shut down.  I can’t get her to come forward and take control.  It’s as if she is no longer capable of controlling the body because all of her psychic energy is focused on how she has failed everyone around her.  The best I can do is funnel any pain and anything you want to say to that part of me that is her.  She will still feel it and experience the pain and turmoil.  She just won’t be able to react externally to the stimuli.  I am now in full control of this body and will remain so for the foreseeable future.  I’m sorry for failing you mistress.”

Sarah was surprised but asked, “You said she will still experience the pain and the psychological torture if we continue her torture session?”

Doggyslut answered, “Yes mistress.  I will make sure of it.”

Sarah nodded her understanding and then announced, “The show here is over.  I want you three to bind Karen to my wheel chair again and then clean up here and join me in the kennel.  I expect you to be fully dressed in your pony gear.  Angie will be your driver of course.  Now get busy, I’ll see you all later.”

Sarah waited until Karen had been outfitted with the electrical dildos and clips and the reins attached to her tit skewers.  She pushed the left button and held it until Karen had turned completely around and headed toward the entrance to the cave.  She kept pushing the button to the dildo in her cunt until she was satisfied with the speed.  It was only a fraction of the speed that Aminda and Michelle could achieve as pony girls but considering that Karen was on all fours instead of standing made a huge difference.

The cave floor was covered with a fine dust with an occasional stone in it.  Most of the stones were smooth as well.  When they exited the cave the small ravine they used as a path was covered with a lot of small but sharp rocks.  Karen being blindfolded could do nothing to avoid any of the larger or sharper rocks.  She ended up cutting and scraping her knees raw as she went. 

Sarah was having a great ole time with Karen.  After a while she decided she wanted to do more so she began to use the brakes on her wheel chair to slow them down.  This caused Karen to have to pull harder to maintain the speed and put strain and pressure on her tits’ skewers.  So in addition to the constant shocking of her tits, clit, cunt and ass, she had the metal skewers being pulled in every direction from trying to pull the chair with the brakes partially engaged. 

It took almost two hours for Karen to finally crawl the mile to the kennel.  Her knees were badly cut up and bruised by the time they got there.  Aminda and Michelle had quickly caught up after the first hour and passed her on the way to the kennel.  As ordered, they were dressed in their pony gear and Angie was riding in the sulky.  They arrived well before Sarah and Karen. 

When Sarah arrived, she had doggyslut crawl right on into the Kennel and down to the large room that had become her mother’s home.  Aminda, Michelle and Angie had been busy and had everything hooked up and ready for Karen as they had spelled out in their list of tortures.  When Sarah finally stopped Karen in the middle of the room, she was panting for breath and the skewers in her tits were bleeding steadily from the constant pulling from the weight and resistance of the wheel chair. 

As soon as they stopped, Michelle went to Karen and began undoing the straps.  As soon as they were released, she grabbed Karen by the nose ring and led her to the spot they had marked and prepared.  Angie and Aminda quickly grabbed a rope each.  Each rope hooked to a cable that had hooks on each end and there was a mechanism that allowed the cable to shortened or lengthened a bit.  They each got on one side of Karen and attached an end of the cable, one to the near cable on her side and one to the far cable on her side.  By the time the cables were attached, Michelle was at the side of the room where there was a crank.  She began to turn the crank and Karen was slowly lifted off of her hands by the skewers through her tits.  Sarah pushed her way out of the wheel chair and slowly walked her way over to Karen.  She reached into her pocket and pulled first one hand and then the other behind her back and locked a pair of handcuffs on her.  Karen was now supported by her knees and the ropes attached to the skewers in her tits.

When she was done she went in front of Karen and turned facing her.  She said, “Doggyslut, I’ve been thinking.  I think that Karen has endured enough punishment.  I will let you choose whether you or Karen feels this last punishment.  We are going to have you fucked by all the dogs in the kennel, three at a time until they are all sated or until six in the morning.  Grandma will be letting them in and out of their kennels so that you only have to deal with three at a time.  I will leave a letter of instruction for you to read and follow tomorrow morning.  I expect you to follow it to the letter.  There is also a reward for you in that letter.  I’m sure you will enjoy your little gift that I am giving you.  I expect you to make good use of it.  Do you understand what is going to happen here?”

Doggyslut smiled and answered, “Yes mistress.  This slut would love to get fucked by the entire kennel but as it was the girls and me that came up with the list of tortures for you to punish your slave, I would feel bad about taking that last bit of torture away from Karen.  I will leave this last little bit for her.  Maybe you can allow me to be fucked by the kennel some other time as a reward.”

Sarah smiled at doggyslut’s answer.  She turned to her grandmother who had been lying on her doggy bed and watching the entire thing.  She walked slowly over to her and laid an envelope on the blanket.  She said, “I have written all of Karen’s instructions for tomorrow and put them in this envelope.  Make sure she gets it by six in the morning.  You are to let out three dogs at a time to fuck her.  I will be taping the entire episode for my enjoyment at a later date so don’t try and be easy on her.  If you do, I will make sure you experience everything that she has experienced the last couple of days.  I don’t think that you would survive that grandma.”

Karen’s mother was surprised when Sarah called her grandma.  It was plain to see by the expression on her face.  Sarah saw the surprise register and then a questioning look so she explained.  “I see that mother never told you that she had a second child that she gave up for adoption.  It ends up that by sheer luck, I happen to be that child.  What were the chances of that happening do you think?  Anyway, you are my biological grandmother just as much as Karen is my biological mother.  But the one thing that will never happen is that I will ever think of you two as my real mother or grandmother.  My mother and father were Nancy and Tom Warren.  They are the only parents I have ever known.  Karen has always been involved in my life and I do love her in a way but it is not the love of a child for a parent.  But she is my slave now and I am the mistress of the house.  I will expect total subjugation and obedience from my slaves which you are one of now.  Now I expect you to obey my instructions to the letter.  When the dogs start fucking Karen I want you to put a bowl under her to catch any of the doggy cum that seeps out of her cunt.  I’m sure there will be a lot of it.  The instructions for what to do with it are in the instructions for Karen in the letter.  Now be a good doggy slave and go let out our first three dogs.  I want to watch at least one good doggy rape before I quit and go to bed.”

Laura Peterson, now human dog and slave, quickly went to the first two kennels and let the three dogs in them out.  They at first introduced themselves to each other as dogs do everywhere by following each other around and sniffing each other’s ass.  This included Karen’s mother.  Soon Laura turned and crawled to where Karen was and let out a bark.  The bark was one that two of the dogs always associated with fucking Laura but she had sat down so they couldn’t get at her.  They then turned their attention toward Karen.  One dog was Prince, Karen’s own dog.  He was the one that was by himself in the kennel and he had made a bee line for his human bitch which was Karen.  By the time the other two dogs had focused their attention on Karen, Prince had mounted her and was trying to fuck his cock into her cunt. 

It didn’t take long for him to find her cunt and soon he was fucking her like only a dog can.  When his cock found purchase in her tender, burned cunt, Karen screamed in agony.  There was nothing like putting pressure on very tender first degree burnt skin and tissue.  It was sheer agony for Karen.  As soon as she screamed though, one of the other dogs had jumped up and was walking his own legs up until he could fuck his cock into her mouth.  The screams were soon muffled so that no one could hear them. 

Sarah slowly made her way to her wheel chair and sat down exhausted from her efforts.  She had walked more in that day than she had in the past couple of months.  But she smiled because she now knew that she would be walking normally sooner than she had thought she would.  There had been times when she thought it would never happen.  It seemed that now that she had done it a few times that it was getting to be easier for her.  She hoped that trend would continue. 

The four girls and Laura watched as Karen was fucked by the two dogs.  The first to cum was Prince.  When he finally turned ass end to ass end with Karen, the other dog launched up on Karen from the side.  He then worked his way around until he could step his hind leg over Prince’s back and straddle him.  Once he had done that he began to try and fuck his cock into Karen’s ass hole.  He had been well trained and it only took a couple of tries for him to sink in.

About the time that the one dog was sinking his cock into Karen’s ass, the dog in her mouth was cumming down her throat.  It was about this time that Laura scooted a large bowl on the floor under Karen’s cunt.  When the dog that came in her mouth finally pulled out, Laura let out a bark and the dog obediently turned and went to his kennel.  Laura quickly crawled over and closed the door and opened the door to the next kennel.  She let out another bark and one of the two dogs came out.  The girls were amazed that the dogs seemed to be able to tell a difference between the barks because they couldn’t.  Of course they hadn’t lived for the last fourteen years as a dog in a kennel full of dogs, being able to only communicate by barking.  It took her a long time but she finally had learned how to communicate with the dogs.  That is one of the reasons she continued living like a dog, even after she was freed.  She could not leave her friends and lovers.  She had truly become a dog in every way possible that a human could. 

Sarah was satisfied with how things were progressing and announced, “It’s time to go back to the house and get some sleep.  It is past midnight and we have school tomorrow.  We’ll leave these two on their own.  Grandma will make sure the dogs keep coming like they are supposed to.”

Angie got behind Sarah’s wheel chair and pushed her out of the kennel building and to the house.  Aminda and Michelle took their sulky to the barn and cleaned up their pony gear before going to the house.  By the time they all got to bed it was well past one in the morning.  They had to be up by 6:30 in the morning to get ready for school.  That is if they wanted to be on time.  They knew they didn’t want to be late. 

The three girls wondered what the other students reactions would be to their new piercings and their brands and tattoos.  Especially the very obvious tiger stripes on Angie.  They hoped that it wouldn’t be too bad for them when they got there.  They had discussed together in the cave and had come up with Angie telling everyone that she got the tattoos to hide the bad whipping scars that covered her back and which had led to a lot of questions this last week.  When the three girls finally tried to go to sleep, the sleep was fitful because of the pain from their brands, piercings and tattoos.  It was just another day in the slave life they had become used to.  It seemed that they were meant to always feel pain of some kind.