Log Entry Number: 43
Rewarding Hard Work
"AAARRRRGGGGEEEE!!!"
As Elizabeth took off running to carry out her assign task, Linda howled when
her husband took over her "warming". Al powerful strokes kept Linda "warm" by
only beating her cunt.
Linda wanted desperately to close her legs and move out of the way of the
strop that was lashing her pussy. But after seeing the rings rip out of Beth's
pussy lips, and the positions that Marsha and Edna were in, Linda didn't want to
risk winding up in a similar predicament or maybe even worse. So Linda remained
in her position kissing the deck between howls.
"On your feet darling, your daughter wants to show you something." Al cooed.
Do, to the way her breasts and clit were being drawn together by the Y-strap
clips, Linda remained haunch over like a chimp, as she struggled to her feet.
Linda gasped in horror as she watched her fourteen-year-old daughter step into a
pair of rubber bikini panties that had two monstrous metal dildos jutting out of
the panties, crotch strip. Linda watched her daughter pull and squirm until the
monstrous metal dildos were buried deep in the pubescent teen's snatch and
shitter and the panties were fully in place.
"Show mommy your training bra." Al cooed.
Elizabeth walked up to her mother and turned the bikini bra inside out.
Tears of sorrow flowed from Linda's eyes as she saw the little steel spikes
imbedded in the small cups of the bra. Linda wanted to reach out and console her
daughter, but the rusted steel shackles around her wrist and elbows kept her
hands pined behind her back, as she watch her daughter struggle in to the tight
fitting bra.
"Buzz the twat and vibe the poop-chute." Al chuckled.
Linda watch her offspring plug wires into the panties crotch that led to a
box that was being held in front of her eyes. She watched Elizabeth flip a
switch marked twat dong to shock and a switch marked poop-chute dong to vibrate.
Linda could hear a low buzzing noise and watch her daughter's stomach muscles
ripple.
"Add your new companions, Sweet Pea." Al chuckled.
With the monstrous metal dildos buzzing and vibrating inside her, Elizabeth
scurried over to the two fifty pound weights and attached them to her ankles.
"Now Sweet Pea get a tube of super glue from the footlocker and bring the
glue and throttle over to me."
Elizabeth started to shuffle over to the footlocker, but stop suddenly and
begin to tremble, as her father bellowed.
"SWEET PEA!!! You best lift them dainty feet and their buddies completely off
the deck with each step or else."
Linda watched her daughter struggle to lift her knee to her chest in order to
lift not only her foot off the deck but the fifty pounds of steel off the deck
also. Her daughter's thigh and calf muscles were bunching up and twitching with
effort, with each step.
"AAArrrgggeee!!" Colorful streaks of light sprang up behind Linda's eyes as
she howled from the impact of Al's hand smacking the back of her head, as he
bellowed.
"POSITION!!!"
Linda dropped to her knees, she spread them as wide as she could, hoisted her
rump up high, pooch out her pussy, then planted her nose on the deck and laid
continuous noisy, wet kisses upon it.
"Install it, Sweet Pea," Al cooed.
Linda screamed and dropped her ass down, as her daughter drove the throttle
to its base up her rectum.
"Time to teach Titless how to perform her duties. Sweet Pea, get a
container." Giggled Al.
As Elizabeth retrieve one of the plastic gallon containers from the storage
locker, while her father was hooking the hoist hook to the throttle sticking out
of her mother's shitter, as her uncles undogged the sewage tank hatch.
Linda screamed louder, as she was hoisted off the deck by the throttle
imbedded in her ass. She thought that her guts were being ripped out. Once she
was dangling over the sewage tank Al press the free fall button and Linda
plummeted into her home of the past two years. She was truly grateful when the
ripping pain in her rectum stopped. She struggled to keep her head above the
slimy muck she was laying on the bottom of the sewage tank, but at less the
horrible wrenching pain in her gut had stop. As Linda's eye grew accustom to
murky darkness of her home she saw Susan huddled against the sloping side of the
tank looking at her in bewilderment.
"Darling tell Titless what her job is," Al giggled.
Linda looked mournfully at the woman who had taken her place in the sewage
tank. "Titless, when ever the lights come on....Aaaarrrgggeee!"
Linda blinked rapidly as the four powerful floodlights flooded the gloomy
tank with light while at the same time the tank's semi-liquid contents was
charge with electricity.
Linda was gasping for breath and she saw Susan struggling to get her head
back above the muck after the serge of electricity faded away. "A container will
be lowered..."
Elizabeth lowered the plastic container she had retrieved, into the tank with
her mother and Susan.
"...You are to suck in a mouthful of piss and shit. Swoosh the solution
around your mouth. As you swoosh, use your tongue to locate and squish out any
lumps you find. Then spit the lump free piss and shit in to the plastic
container. Then you use your body to stir the sludge up before taking in another
mouthful. After each and every lumpless, mouthful is deposited into the plastic
container you are to stir the sludge up, before the next mouthful is gathered.
Your are to repeat this cycle until no more plastic containers are lowered and
the hatch is closed."
"Demonstrate, darling," Al chuckled.
Linda complied with her husband's command. When she had the container filled,
her daughter hauled it out of the sewage tank and lowered another, which Linda
also filled.
"Darling, knell under the hatch, tilt your head back, open your maw and
drink."
Linda assumed the commanded position and gulped down the piss and shit that
her daughter dump on her, as the lights in the sewage tank went out. When the
solution stop cascading over her the hatch cover was slammed shut, pluming the
two women into total darkness. Both women remained where they were. Linda on her
knees under the hatch, and Susan on her side huddled against the sloping side of
the tank. Neither, women spoke. The only noise in the tank was shallow breathing
and the noise of droplets dripping off of Linda into the muck below. Those
sounds were soon drowned out by the thunderous booms that reverberating through
the sewage tank.
Above them on the aft deck Elizabeth was lifting her left foot high enough to
lift the fifty-pound weight attached to her ankle a foot above the deck, then
let the weight drop to the deck. Once her left foot was on the deck she repeated
the same step with her right foot. Elizabeth continued her high stepping in
place, as her father and uncles gathered around the gurgling, thrashing, nearly
unconscious form of Edna upon the cycle.
"Fucktoy, I thought you told me that you would complete your full thirty-six
hours of exercise. Now here it is only three and a half, hours later and you've
stop peddling. Not only are you being neglectful with your exercise but also
you're depriving Commode's twat from its sweet kisses and her poop-chute from
its lovely buzzing. What do you think we should do to you for being so bad?"
Edna wanted vehemently to tell Al that she just could no longer peddle. Her
long, sleek legs had knotted up and refused to move. No mater how hard she tried
to move them they would not budge. She wanted to plead with Al to forgive her
for stopping her "exercising". But the only thing the searing electricity, that
was coursing through her via her nipple and clit, would escape from her mouth
was gurgling, spittle flying, raspy howls. While her body went through spastic
bucking upon the cycle.
"Albert, maybe Piglet is a bit tired. Maybe she needs just a tiny-bit of help
to complete her exercise period?" Giggled Frank.
"Ya, maybe you're right, Frank. Go ahead and give her some aid." Al giggled
back.
At first Edna wanted to thank Frank for talking his brother into giving her
aid. But that thought of platitude was washed away after Frank flipped some
switches on the cycle's control box.
The exercise cycle started peddling its self; at twice the speed she had
peddled it. Her tits and clit were being pulled and stretched at thirty miles
per hour. The mammoth dildo was hammering her cunt at the same speed. Behind her
Marsha's cunt was being beaten just as fast. For five more minutes the
electricity ate its way through her body, then the current switch to Marsha's
body through the massive dildo up Marsh's poop-chute. Five minutes later it
slammed back into Edna. Back and forth the electricity jump, as the cycle
peddled itself.
The three Anderson brothers were howling with laughter as they made there way
back to the sewage tank and open its hatch.
"Darling, get out of the way, its Titless, turn!" Al growled.
Both women in the sewage tank thrashed around in the muck and howled in pain,
when the floodlights flicked on and electricity surge through the muck. When the
current stop Linda scooted away from the hatch opening to the opposite side of
the tank from where Susan was huddling.
With Susan's wrists cuffed to her collar, her legs bent up through the crooks
of her arms and secured behind her head. And with a throttle glued up her
shitter, Linda realized that Susan could do nothing but lie on her back or
stomach and squirm over to the dangling plastic container. Linda watched Susan
squirm through the muck barely keeping her head above the sludge. Linda watched
Susan lower her head into the sludge just enough to fill her mouth up with it.
After observing Susan's cheeks puff out from her tongue pressing against Susan's
inter cheeks, Linda watched Susan squirm around until she was propping herself
up on her left elbow, cranking her neck and eject the contents of her mouth onto
the plastic container. Susan then plopped on her back and wiggled back and forth
in the sludge to stir in up before filling her mouth up again. Over and over
Susan went through the cycles until she had filled up two of the containers.
Then like Linda, Elizabeth dumped the contents of the container over Susan's
head as Susan gulped down as much as she could.
Without warning Linda was dragged across the sewage tank, into Susan and up
out of the sewage tank by the throttle super glued up her shitter. Linda was
then swung over the stern. Al hit the free fall lever and Linda plunged into the
waters of the cove. She was dragged back and forth through the water behind the
stern. Linda thrashed about wildly, fighting to get back to the surface. As she
fought, she thought that her husband was going to drown her. But as her
struggling ebbed due to a lack of oxygen Linda was hoisted back aboard the
Scorpion and was allowed to free fall to the deck. Linda lay upon the deck
gasping as her husband snapped a pair of leg irons with a six-inch chain onto
her ankles.
"On your feet, darling!" Growled Al, as he unhooked the throttle from the
hoist.
Linda was still gasping for air when she struggled to her feet, haunch over
like a chimp. She watch her husband hook her daughter's left hand to her collar
and place a tube of super glue between the cups of the bikini bra.
"Sweet Pea, when you catch up with Bilge Rat put her hands back where they
belong." Al cooed, as he swatted her rump with a powerful blow.
Linda watched her young teenage daughter high step towards the bow of the
Scorpion. When her daughter was amidships Linda screamed as Robert yanked the
base of the throttle up forcing Linda on her toes. Once up on the tips of her
toes, Robert took off at a fast trot. With her feet shackled with only six
inches of play, Linda had trouble keeping pace with her brother-in-law.
When Linda stumble and fell to the deck, Robert stop long enough to jerk his
sister-in-law back to her feet, then resume his fast pace trot. Robert did this
whenever Linda fell.
The fast moving brother-in-law and sister-in-law went by Edna who was being
tortured upon the cycle and by Marsha who was still bent over backwards behind
the cycle who was also being tortured by it. They trotted passed their young
high steeping niece/daughter. They whizzed passed, weighted down Beth as she
dragged Steve behind her. They trotted pass the bow of the Scorpion, then up to
the bridge then all the way down to the engine room and back up to the aft deck.
Where they rushed pass the other sex-slaves, waddling on their rumps with tacks
studded ass cheeks. They quickly moved once again by the bent over Marsha and
the cycle straddled Edna, and finally back to where the two started before
Robert released his grip on the throttle.
"Change containers, bitch!" Growled Robert.
Linda rushed pass Gloria who was lying on her side still tied up in the
wheeble position, and over to the open locker and took out another plastic
container, and returned to the sewage tank hatchway. She crouched down with her
back towards the tank hatch and grasped the line that hung into the sewage tank
and hauled the full container out of the sewage tank. Linda exchange the two
containers then lowered the empty one down into the sewage tank.
"Place the full container on the deck, get a cap from the locker, cap the
container. After the container is capped your are to assume your position and
lick the container clean along with any over spill that dripped on to the deck."
Roared Robert.
After Linda lapped up the last of the piss and shit mixture off the deck she
remained in her position kissing the deck.
"Get back to your feet slut!" Robert snapped as he kicked his sister-in-law
in the gut.
After Linda scrambled to her feet her husband and two brother-in-laws walked
around her lashing her body with studded strops as Robert continue to speak to
her.
"When you are finish cleaning the deck you are not to lollygag around,
Sludge. You are to immediately get back on your feet and complete the circuit
I've shown you. Once back here, Sludge, get Titless an empty container. Cap and
clean the full container. Clean the deck before setting out on your circuit
again. Sludge you're to continue until, one of your Lords and Masters give you
permission to stop. Sludge, if by chance you run out of empty containers dump
the full ones back into the sewage tank and restow them in the locker. Make sure
that Titless drinks as you pour. Here that Titless! Then start refilling the
containers. Now start them hamhocks pumping."
Linda groaned, as she took off at a fast pace, then sped up when Robert
roared.
"Oh, by-the-by my dear sweet sister-in-law. If your slutty ass is caught
moving slower then the pace I had you strolling at, you will find your slutty
ass hanging from your throttle. Then you will be beaten by your loving family
until your throttle pops out of your slutty ass."
"Albert, what do you want to do with this one?" Asked Frank, as her kicked
Gloria in her cunt.
"We could tack her ass and have her join the other waddling toys." Robert
offered.
"Na, I got a better idea. Go retrieve my wife."
Robert took off after Linda. When he returned with her he was half carrying
her by her hair and the throttle and allowing her to scurry along beside him.
Robert held Linda in front of her husband.
"Darling why were you let out of the sewage tank?"
"My Most Wise and Wonderful Mistress, Sweet Pea was very worried about my
health and wanted me to receive medical attention, Albert My Lord and Master."
"Well, darling, if Sweet Pea, is paying for that medical aid, don't you think
you should stay near Quack?"
Linda glanced at Gloria lying on her side on the deck. "Yes, Albert My Lord
and Master, I do think I should stay near Quack for medical aid that My Most
Wise and Wonderful Mistress, Sweet Pea is paying for."
"WHO!" Bellowed Al as he grabbed and shook his wife around by the strap
clipped to the rings in his wife's breasts and clit.
"Slutty, Whorish, Toy, Quack Bitch! I should stay near Slutty, Whorish, Toy,
Quack Bitch for medical aid that My Most Wise and Wonderful Mistress, Sweet Pea
is paying for."
"Then, darling, assume your position."
Linda dropped to the deck and started kissing it. When she felt Gloria's
tongue lance into her pussy slit Linda let out a deep sigh of relief. Though it
still disgusted her to have a woman licking her pussy it was much more
preferable then running around the Scorpion and changing containers for Susan.
"Squat down and let Quack lick that leach sucking you belly button." Al
commanded.
As Gloria licked the leach in her bellybutton, Linda felt a slight tugging on
her pussy lip rings. And cool flesh touching the lips themselves.
Now darling doesn't that make your twat and tummy feel a whole lot better, to
have Quack treating you?
"Yes, My Lord and Master, Albert, it does make me feel much better to have
the Slutty, Whorish, Toy, Quack Bitch treat me."
"Well then darling, now that you feel better I think you should carry out
your loving, brother-in-law's instructions. Start them hamhocks pumping."
Linda groaned with misery. It was just a hateful thing that her husband had
just done. Making her think that she had been reprieve from Robert's commands.
But now after a few quick licks to her cunt slit and bellybutton she would have
to carry out Robert's instructions anyway.
Linda started to get to her feet but stop cold and dropped back down to her
knees howling along with Gloria. Linda realized what the slight tugging of her
pussy lips was as her bellybutton was licked. Her husband had fastened her pussy
lip rings to Gloria's breast rings. Linda couldn't believe the amount of pain
that roared through her pussy lips when she tried to stand. Her mind flash on to
Beth having her pussy lip rings rip out. Linda didn't have much time to dwell on
Beth's image as Robert grabbed her hair and the throttle dragging her to her
feet.
"You heard Al, Sludge! Start them hamhocks pumping!" Roared Robert.
On shaky legs Linda started moving as fast as she could. Her pussy lips
stretched out as she dragged Gloria behind her by the breasts.
As Linda made her best speed towards the bow of the Scorpion her husband
called out to her.
"Darling, aren't you glad that your daughter is getting her payment worth of
medical aid, now that you have Quack's undivided attention?"
Sobbing heavily Linda responded "Yes, Albert My Lord and Master. I am very
glad that, Sweet Pea My Most Wise and Wonderful Mistress, is getting her payment
worth out of the Slutty, Whorish, Toy, Quack Bitch."
"Oh! By the way darling when you are cleaning the containers and deck let
Quack treat that disgusting twat of yours."
All three brothers broke out with rip-roaring laughter.
"You were right Al. That is a much better use of Quack then having her waddle
on her rump with a ass full of tacks." Giggled Robert.
"Yep! I thought you would like it." Al giggled back, as he walked up to the
cycle with his brothers. He single Frank to cut the power to the cycle. Both
Edna and Marsha were unconscious and oblivious to the world around them. Though
the power was turned off both sex-slaves muscles were still twitching. Al and
his brothers watch the sight with glee.
"I'm hungry! What do you say we brake for lunch and some ice cold brews?"
Inquired Robert.
"Sounds great." Respond Frank.
Yep, it sure does." Agreed Al. Then he bellowed, "You tacky ass bitches head
for the mess deck!" The three brothers giggled at Al pun as they also headed for
the mess deck.
In the mess deck Al dragged Mary by her hair up onto the mess deck table. He
freed her wrists from her collar, released her legs and removed the rubberbands
from her breast. Then he flipped her over onto her stomach.
"Helm, you may remove the tacks from your heinie. Keep track of the count and
let Bobby know it."
As Mary remove the tacks from her ass Al cooed softly to her.
"Helm, for doing such a superb job at the sink the eight ball contest and
coming in first in the wheeble race I am going to bestow several gifts on you.
First, except for your collar, your titty and clit rings. Or manning your
underway station you will be completely release from all bondage. Second instead
of being put up in the Toybox you will be allowed to sleep in Sweet Pea's
stateroom. And thirdly you will be allowed to eat the table scraps that my
brothers and I leave. The privileges will continue until you fuck-up.
Understand?"
"Yes, Al My Lord and Master. Thank you very much for your kindness." Mary
answered cautiously. She knew from the time she had spent with the Andersons
that a show of kindness usually meant some form of horrible torture was shortly
to come.
"How many tacks do you have, Helm?" Robert asked
"Twenty from the left side of my heinie, and fifteen from the right side of
my heinie. I have lost fifteen of your tacks, Robert My Lord and Master."
"And what were you promised if any of the tacks were missing? Robert asked,
as he held a massive metal dildo against the little star shape entrance of her
rectum.
"Dear god! Here it comes I haven't been released from bondage for even five
minutes and they are going to torture me with electricity up my ass." Thought
Mary to herself. Then out loud, "Robert My Lord and Master, I was promise five
minutes of ass buzzing for each missing tack. I am due one hour and fifteen
minutes of ass buzzing, Robert My Lord and Master. Please may I have my ass
buzzing now, Robert My Lord and Master? Pretty please, Robert My Lord and
Master." She felt the cold blunted tip press against her ass hole entrance. Mary
braced herself for the insertion of the huge metal phallus that would shock her
for one and a quarter hour. Then it backed off.
"I tell you what, Helm. You have been pardon from your ass buzzing, as long
as you stay in Al's good grace. So if I were you I would behave and not piss him
off."
"Thank you for being so generous, Robert My Lord and Master. I will behave
myself and will not give cause for Al My Lord and Master to become cross with
me, or any of my Lords and Masters, and My Most Wise and Wonderful Mistress."
Mary responded sweetly.
"Good! Now stand up and put this on," Al cooed.
Al handed her the very sheer outer lining of her honeymoon nightgown, the
gown that she was wearing when the Anderson brothers had abducted her and Mike.
They had burst into her honeymoon suite and plunge her and Mike into this
maddening hell before she and Mike could consummate their marriage.
The soft pink satin opaque inner lining had been removed. The sheer outer
lining of the gown hid absolutely nothing as she slipped it on and buttoned it
up. The hem had been modified to fall just above her pussy mound. No panties
were offered so Mary's bald snatch was in full view.
Al stooped down and applied bright red lipstick to her bald pussy mound and
lips. "You are to keep that pretty little twat looking just like that at all
times. You are to inspect it and touch it up whenever needed." Al cooed as he
hung the tube of lipstick on her clit ring.
Mary felt more humiliated then ever, as she stood before the Anderson
brothers and the four remaining wheeble toys, in the sheer remains on her
honeymoon nightgown and brightly colored pussy lips and mound. The modifications
that were made to the gown that was meant only for her just married husband to
see her in, show the assembled group more then what her husband had seen that
fateful night.
"When ever you sashay about you are to make sure you shake them boobies and
derriere. When you're not performing an assigned task and you are outside Sweet
Pea's stateroom. You are to stand on wide spread legs, your hands clasp behind
you head elbows in strait line with each outer. Your breasts are to be jutting
out and shaking about. Your pussy is to be pooched out and hips gyrating.
When I or by brothers pass you while in this stance you are to ask "My Lord
and Master, whoever. I have a very hot twat, which is looking for something hard
and stiff to fill it. Would you please fuck my twat until you are happy, My Lord
and Master, whoever." Then you are to assume the position that you are ordered
to take for your fucking. You are to offer you twat each time you are pass, but
we may choose the fuck-hole of our choice.
Now go over to Galley Slut grab her hair and follow Bobby to the galley."
After Mary dragged Betty into the galley, Robert had her lift Betty atop of a
couple of milk crates that he had stacked. The diamond shape bottom of the
crates made a very uncomfortable platform to sit upon with a tack-studded rump.
At Robert's direction Mary released Betty's left hand. Then Mary retrieved three
T-bone stakes and a large bag of fries from the food reefer. After Betty started
cooking she returned to the food reefer with Robert. He showed her the drum with
the gruel and the bottles to put it in. As she filled the bottles, Robert took
the bottle with the blue band from the box of bottles and filled it from smaller
drum.
"This is your gruel. You are to eat it just before you eat the offered table
scraps from Al, Frank and me. Only you are to be fed the gruel from the small
drum. Remember that. You will only eat when you are given permission to. Now
fill enough bottles from the large drum to feed all of the toys and my niece.
When enough bottles are filled, carry them out to the mess deck and set them on
the end table next to the couch. Then take up your stance by the mess
deck/galley hatch and wait for Galley Slut to tell you that our meal is ready.
Then you are to serve us our meal with a six pack of beer for each of us."
Robert left her alone in the reefer filling bottles with gruel.
When Mary carried the fourteen bottles of gruel into the mess deck, Anderson
brother had the three remaining wheeble toys up on the mess deck table fucking
them. After placing the gruel on the end table she took up her stance by the
mess deck/galley hatch way, Mary watched her Lords and Masters bang away with
there chosen wheeble. Al was reaming Lori's shitter, Frank was deep throating
Bonnie's gullet, and Robert was spearing Helen's twat.
When Mary delivered the meals, the three brothers withdrew their fuck-rods
from their wheebles holes and tossed them under the table. Once the three
brothers were sited the wheebles struggled up on their tack-studded rumps
between their Lords and Masters legs and begin sucking and licking the hard
shafts and balls. While the Anderson brothers ate T-bone stakes and steaming,
ketchup covered fries, that was washed down with ice-cold beer.
"Helm, bring Galley Slut in here, then go round up my wife, daughter, and
Bilge Rat, and bring them here." Al barked through a mouthful of food.
Mary returned to the mess deck with the three sex-slaves she was dispatched
for. Al had Mary go to the aft deck and released Edna from the cycle and Marsha
from her backward bent over position. And dragged there semi-conscious bodies to
the mess deck. Mary had no problem dragging Marsha but she had to struggle with
the Edna/James combo. But when she finally dragged the three semi-conscious
bodies into the mess deck. Then she resumed her stance by the mess deck/galley
hatch way and watch Linda and Beth racing back and forth between the mess deck/
aft deck hatch way and the mess deck/galley hatch way dragging their respective
loads by their pussy lips. Al's daughter was high stepping in place. Making sure
that the fifty-pound weights were lifted a full foot off the deck. Betty was
circling the mess deck on her tack-studded rump. Bonnie, Lori and Helen were
still under the mess deck table sucking and licking, cocks and balls. While the
Anderson brothers ate. The entire ships company was in the mess deck Except for
Susan who was in the sewage tank sloshing back and forth in the muck waiting for
Linda to lower an empty plastic container for her to fill with the piss and shit
cocktail.
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