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Chapter Two
I began to look around the room and quickly realized it was not a room at all. It had all the markings of a 15th century dungeon where young women suspected of being witches were tortured until they confessed. As I mentioned, it was dark, with little light coming from the torches on the walls. It was damp and musky and the smell of urine was in the air. There were other strong scents in the air also; however I was unsure of what they were.
I continued looking around. Whips, paddles, canes, and floggers were hanging everywhere. There were floggers with metal tips at the ends and small pussy whips that looked innocent, but I had a feeling could cause a lot of pain. I did not know where to look first, I was mesmerized by Sally and the position Helen had placed her in.
"Sarah, if it is ok with you, would you keep an eye on my Sally. I will be back in a few minutes. I need to get into something more comfortable. First, would you be a doll and place this dental gag in her mouth. I think it will help Sally think more about her misdeeds."
Of course I agreed, what choice did I have? Helen then placed the gag in my trembling hands and gave me a quick lesson. My first reaction was the weight of the gag. It was much heavier than I would have imagined. Helen than gave me a quick lessen on how to place the gag in Sally's mouth.
I looked up and Helen was leaving the dungeon to get changed. I was holding the dental gag not knowing quite what to do next. Everything was happening so fast. One minute I thought of Helen and Sally as the general contractors and decorators for my new house and the next thing I know I find myself in this dungeon for lack of a better description. I am in this place with more torture devices then Satin has. I am standing four feet away from a woman stripped of her freedom, her clothes and her dignity. For G-d sakes, I was having coffee with this woman just the other day; having no idea she was or should I say is a sex slave. More importantly, Helen's sex slave. The two women I am counting on to make my house my dream home are turning out to be something I certainly was not expecting or that I bargained for. I really needed to catch my breath here. I would have loved to get some fresh air. I needed to, as they say in sports, "re-group".
However at the same time I could not take my eyes off of Sally. I loved the way poor Sally was standing or should I say stretched. As I got closer to her I could see Sally's legs painfully separated and bolted to the floor. Now Sally was being pulled downward by the wire that was attached to her nipples. The wire that was attached to her nipples was moved to hooks in the floor and was pulling so hard it was forcing her to stretch forward and downward as much as possible or her nipples would be ripped off. The rope tied around the base of each breast was wickedly tightened and it looked as if her breasts were going to burst. In addition the chain attached to her neck collar was tightened and still attached to the floor, forcing her to bend even more at the waist. She had precious little room for error. Holding a huge enema had to make the balancing act all that much more difficult. I continued to stare at Sally and try and take it all in. I knew for sure that Sally was totally at the mercy of Helen and in incredible pain.
I began to realize that I liked seeing her under such stress. My mind began to drift and I thought about how I would feel with the control that Helen has over Sally. I would be the one that decides if Sally gets to cum or not. I would be the one that orders Rachelle, the nude maid to add two more quarts to Sally's painful bowls. I would decide Sally's next torture. This made Me incredibly hot. I was having trouble keeping my hands from drifting down to my pussy.
I got wet from hearing and watching Sally beg; begging to let out her enema out, begging to be released, begging to cum. I liked seeing her sweaty and tied up and not being able to control even her bodily functions.
I thought about it and decided that I should go ahead and place the dental gag in Sally's mouth. I did not know how Helen would react when she came back and saw me still holding the gag. I also was a little uneasy being two floors underground with all the instruments of terror present. The fresh air would have to wait, I could re-group later.
I meekly moved closer to Sally. As I closed in on her I could see she was in a lot more pain than I realized. This added to my uneasiness. Sally looked up at me with those pleading eyes. Sally begged me not to put the dental gag in her mouth. "It hurts so much, I can't stand it! I can't hold my enema any longer! I need to go! I need to go, please help me. Can you help me cum, I have to cum so badly! I can't stand it anymore! Please, I beg of you, please help me!" It did not make a lot of difference how much Sally pleaded; I made up my mind not to cross Helen. Hopefully when Helen got back we could leave this place and go upstairs.
However at the same time, I must admit that it was intoxicating to watch Sally go through this ordeal. As she continued to plead it began to turn me on. I wanted out but at the same time, I was beginning to enjoy watching and listening to Sally's moaning and screaming. I began to like it so much I would have let her go on and beg even more, but I needed to place the dental gag in Sally's mouth as Helen had requested before Helen returned. I softly touched her nose and it was wet with sweat, I started to squeeze and she screamed. I let go, her screaming really scared me. I turned away, counted to ten, took a deep breath, turned back, held her nose just as Helen instructed till she had to open her mouth, and then shoved the dental gag in. I caught my breath. I was sweating all over and my whole body was trembling. I got my composure back and I slowly turned the lever that Helen showed me. To my amazement it slowly spread Sally's jaws apart. I had no idea this would cause so much pain. Sally was shaking her head violently and screaming through the gag. I thought maybe by going slow it would not hurt her as much, but I do not think that made much different. I turned it just as Helen showed me and stopped at the point Helen had designated. I was done; I backed away and breathed a sigh of relief. Sally was still shaking her head from side to side and screaming more now than ever. It was obvious she was in incredible pain.
I watched Sally struggle. I looked into her pleading eyes. I could see this was turning me on. In a rhetorical kind of way I asked myself, "did I do that? Did I contribute to Sally's pain?" I knew I had and a thrill that I had never experienced before swept through me. "Am I enjoying watching this woman suffering?" The questions that kept popping up in my head were coming faster than I could answer them.
In a way I was beginning to feel foolish. I had no idea these things were going on between Helen and Sally and whoever else. When I was having coffee with Sally she was so professional and so well organized. I remember her saying she had to buy four pounds of fresh coffee beans. I commented that was a lot. She did not answer, but looked at me in a strange way. The coffee she was buying last week must be the coffee that went into making her enemas. That same woman is now stretched out before my very eyes with her stomach bulging from the 4 quarts of enema solution she is holding. I wanted to touch Sally and feel her stomach, but was deathly afraid Helen would walk in while I was touching her. I had to have a feel. I could not wait any longer. I only had a few minutes before Helen would be back. I looked at the door to the stairs and did not hear Helen coming down the steps so I ran my fingers and hands lightly over her extended bulge and Sally moaned. Sally was so warm and wet. She was soaking wet, sweating all over her body. She moaned as I ran my fingers up and down her bulging gut. I could not keep my hands off her full tummy. It felt so erotic. I even wanted to touch her pussy. I felt down there and it was hot and wet. I touched and then pushed my finger in and heard a soft gentle moan. The moan that says, don’t stop. I thought maybe I could get Sally to cum. Helen would never know. I pushed my middle finger back and forth, I went in deep and I could tell Sally was getting really close. All too soon, I heard footsteps and then the heavy dungeon door opened. I stopped and quickly stepped away from Helen's victim. Sally moaned into her gag, this time it was a moan of frustration and disappointment.
Yes indeed it was Helen and she looked unreal. She had an incredibly tight latex suit on. All black that contrasted nicely with her white skin. Long black latex gloves were laced up and down her arms. The latex suite consisted of a latex corset that was tightly lased up and down her back. The top of the corset pushed her breasts up and out, showing her nipples that were pierced with small gold rings. The other end of the corset stopped at her pussy, therefore showing her pussy and ass. I could see jewelry glittering from Helen's pussy but it was dark and I could not make out just what was down there. Plus I did not want to stare, not that anyone could blame me. Long black latex boots were laced tightly up Helen's legs, making her long legs look even longer and more erotic. Helen looked incredible and she knew it.
It was hard to miss Helen’s maid. She was standing at attention next to Helen with a paddle in her hand at the ready when I suppose Helen demanded it. Helen's maid, Rachelle was nude. Both nipples were severely clamped and attached with a gold chain. The chain was attached to another chain that went down to Rachel’s bottom. I could not tell but was keenly interested as to what exactly the end of that chain was attached to. Rachell had a slave collar on that looked quite uncomfortable. It was at least 4 or 5 inches wide and kept Rachelle from looking down. The collar was connected to a leash that Helen was holding. Rachelle also had wrist and ankle cuffs that were both chained together. A third chain connected the wrist and ankle cuff chains. Seeing such a beautiful woman, tall and thin like Rachelle wearing the things she had on was adding to my excitement. I looked over at Helen and she was holding a long, but very thin piece of something that I did not recognize. I looked at Helen and she could tell I needed an answer. Very simple and to the point, "this is a cane and has been soaking in brine and is going to be used on Sally today"
I shook my head to try and clear it and realized that Helen indeed was going to beat her slave. "Sarah deer please come over here and hold Rachelle's leash while I attend to my slave." At that point Helen moved behind poor Sally. I walked back and stood close to the maid. I was so close to Rachelle that I could smell the unmistakable smell of a woman in heat.Rachell was less than a foot from me and I wanted to touch her. I wanted to do things to her. I shook my head again, thinking that I have never even been with a woman before and over the course of an hour or two I am ready for my own first encounter.
Suddenly I heard a terrible scream. Rachelle jumped and grabbed my hand in a knee jerk response. I turned back to see Sally’s ass and a mean red mark was quickly forming on her backside. Another scream from Sally brought my attention back to center stage. Two more marks quickly turned red leaving Sally with more ugly welts on her ass. I was having a hard time keeping up. I was mesmerized by the caning and the position that Sally was in and I could not take my eyes off of beautiful and naked Rachelle. Three goddess like women, all in the same room, all in a different role. I wasn't sure how I fit in, why I was here. I certainly knew I was excited and wet and that I needed to cum. I needed to cum so bad. The caning continued and Sally had welts covering every part of her ass.
I was overwhelmed; this was almost too much for me. I was getting scared but I did not know why. I was sweating almost as much as Sally. Just at that point Helen asked me if I would please help punish Sally.
"You know, Sarah, two hard smacks with the cane on each of Sally's breasts from you would give me time to get Sally's next enema ready."
Sarah although getting wetter by the minute was really at a loss now. Sarah looked at Helen like a lost puppy. Helen realized from the look on Sarah's face that she was nervous about using the cane on Sally. ”Here Sarah, let me show you how it is done." Helen proceeded to strike poor Sally's breasts, twice each and her screams echoed through the dungeon.
"You know Sarah, it is getting late and we need to go over the blueprints for two of the guest bedrooms and I was hoping to do that tonight. Rachelle, will you please take care of Sally. She needs to expel the enema she is holding now. Give her 10 minutes, but keep a close eye on her, if she has a release I must be notified at once. Once she expels please feed her and put her to bed. I want her totally naked and face up. Please tie her spread eagle to the four corners of the bed in the hot room. I want her stretched; she needs to feel the pain of being tied spread eagle. Place the egg vibrator in her cunt and be sure to bring me the remote so we can make sure Sally is stimulated throughout the evening. "
At that point Helen motioned for Rachell to step closer to Helen so further instructions would not be heard by poor Sally.
"Rachelle, once Sally is cleaned out put the enema butt plug nozzle in her. When you lay her down be sure the hose goes through the small hole in the bed. Have the enema bag ready for her. Please use the frozen enema bag that is in the freezer. Hook it up to her and open the clamp. Turn the heat up to the max. Spread the itching oil all over her skin and take her as close to release as you can. Take her to the edge a total of ten times and than turn the lights out and leave. Sally should be in total darkness. One more thing. Please take the dental gag out and place a large ball gag in her mouth. I also want you wearing a ball gag when you come upstairs for presentation. Understood?"
"Yes Mistress, is there anything else that I can do for my Mistress this evening."
"Come back upstairs and present yourself when you are done, I am sure we can find something for you to work on." "Sally we need to look over those blue prints, come let’s have a drink and get relaxed.
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