To Obey
by Fire-Bird
Chapter 56 "Castle Games - Part Two"
The outside of the school was stone and hard looking while inside was pure
paradise. There were marble pillars and the floor was also made of marble.
Swords and other various weapons decorated the walls. Don got the impression
he was in King Arthur's castle. He and Kim chatted continuously pointing out
items the other may have missed.
They walked through an arch and came to the large room.
"This is the main room. All of our activities with the students happen
under-ground. Up here is mostly for display purposes. To our left is the
administration area. Down the back is the kitchens and to our right is
the ballroom and presentation areas. Carry on Gemma." said Priest.
Gemma lead the group down stairs and through the hallways. After a couple
of turns and some stops to see what the other groups were doing to their
slaves they came to a door. Gemma opened it and walked in.
It was empty except for a bottle of baby oil. Don and Kim looked at each
other and then at Priest.
"Priest?" asked Kim. "What are we suppose to do here?"
Priest smiled. It wasn't uncommon for couples to expect machines and whips
for torture.
"Well Kim. We have a challenge for you and your husband. I know you and
your husband are new to the idea of TU so the school has asked me to find
out what you can do with practically nothing and still punish your
daughters."
Kim tried to read Priest's expression for any clues on what they were
suppose to do. She got nothing. Don simply nodded and walked over to pick
up the bottle of baby oil. He made a show of study it carefully.
"Sue. Gemma. Strip and come here." he said. Priest stood back by the door
and watched. The girls removed their clothing and walked over to their master.
"On all fours." ordered Don. The girls obeyed. Don looked at his wife and
watched her expression as he tossed the bottle into the corner of the room.
"Darling?" she asked expecting an answer.
"Trust me wife. Now you fist our daughter's ass and make sure you keep your
rings on. The more pain, the better. Isn't that right Priest?"
He looked over to the Priest. Both men nodded in agreement. Don slapped
Gemma's ass and commanded her to part her legs. She did so. He pushed a
finger into her anal passage.
"Man she's tight. Hold still slut!" said Don. He forced more of his fingers
in. Gemma started to moan and sob. She dropped to her elbows and tried to
relax as Don forced more of his hand into her ass. With a final grunt Don
pushed in hard. Gemma slid along the floor half a foot and tried to brace
herself.
As Don's hand pushed in she screamed. Her ass muscle wrapped itself around
his wrist. He pushed, pulled and started to pump. Gemma moaned with each
movement. Don looked up at his wife.
"Get to work darling." he said.
Kim knelt down beside her daughter and pried open her ass cheeks. Like her
husband she pushed her hand in to her daughter's loud moans. Kim made full
use of her long strong finger nails and dug them into Sue's passage. Sue
cried out loud and sobbed as her mother ass fucked her with her fist.
Don pried open Gemma's vagina lips and pushed his hand into her cunt. He
ignored Gemma's pleas to stop. He had never felt so powerful. He was going
to make this bitch scream. He was going to make his daughters scream.
Occasionally he got tired of her begging and twisted his hand inside her anus.
Gemma screamed and sobbed into the floor.
Priest watched as Kim pushed her hand into Sue's cunt. He knew her hands
were quite small but with the large diamond rings and long nails Sue wasn't
having much of a picnic.
Priest noticed a small crowd of people at the doorway and nodded for them
to come in. Don and Kim ignored the crowd and continued punishing the bitches.
Don and Kim finally pulled their hands out. Shit covered their fingers
and wrists. Kim had a few small spots of blood on her fingers. Don walked
over to his daughter.
"On your knees and clean me off." Sue could smell the feces on his hand
and leaned back shaking her head.
"Now!" ordered Don. Sue shook her head again.
Priest looked down. 'Just great.' he thought. He pulled out a four inch
long needle. He walked over to behind Sue and showed her the needle.
"This will be inserted five times into your ass, cunt and tits. If you
want more then you just say no to your father one more fucking time!"
Sue looked at the needle and made a very quick decision. She reached out
with her hand and took her father's shit pained arm and stuck out her
tongue. She began to lick. Priest took her neck in one hand and stabbed
the needle into the side of her breast. Sue cried out. Blood oozed from
the hole as Priest pulled it out.
"One." he said. He let go of her neck and swung his hand jabbing the
needle into Sue's ass cheek. Sue again cried out but continued to lick
her father's hand.
"Two."
Priest looked over to Gemma. Their eyes met and Gemma immediately took
Kim's hand and licked it like her life depended on it. Priest gave the
needle to Don.
"Three more if you please." said Priest.
Sue screamed as the needle entered her left upper thigh. Don didn't pull
it out. He left it there. It twitched under Sue's leg muscle as she
continued to lick his hand.
After a few minutes Gemma was sent to get two hand towels. Don and Kim
wiped their hands on the towels chatting excitedly about what punishments
they had lined up for their daughters at home.
Sue cringed with each description but slowly a wave of submission rolled
over her from the special hormones and even she became interested in the
tortures.
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"Dad! Please!" cried Cindy.
Paul Winslow slapped his daughter across the cheek. She looked up at his
expression.
"Don't you forget your place young lady." hissed her father.
Cindy was taken by a porter and her hands were cuffed to some chains in
the ceiling. She was forced to straddle a long sloping beam that had curved
spikes coming out of the top. A belt was tied to her waist which had two
chains hanging from it. Her ankles were cuffed to the chains forcing all of
Cindy's weight onto her cunt and ass.
At the top of the beam was a rope connected to a pulley. The porter tied
the rope to Cindy's belt.
"Before you pull her up the spikes please give her a few whippings." asked
Paul.
Another porter watched from the side. "I'll do that Tom." He picked up a
studded horse whip and lashed Cindy's breasts, back and thighs. After a
few minutes Paul asked him to stop.
"Ready darling?" he asked. Cindy couldn't respond. She had been gagged.
Paul nodded to the porter and he started to crank the pulley. Cindy's felt
the first spike and then sighed her relief as she realised it wasn't a blade.
Slowly her cunt dragged over the spike and she tried to scream. The tip of
the spike pushed into her cunt lip and cut in.
Whoever had designed the torture device was clever. It would cut the girl's
cunt and ass but not deeply. Small light cuts would cause a lot more pain.
The tip of the spike dragged itself along Cindy's left ass cheek and then
popped into her ass-hole.
Paul watched the expression of her face. "Don't worry honey. One down,
fourteen to go."
Cindy was slowly dragged over each spike. A couple of times the porter
judged where she was being hurt by a spike the most and stopped pulling
leaving her there to squirm in pain. Occasionally the other porter would
whip the bottom of Cindy's feet to keep things interesting. Blood trailed
over the spikes and coloured the beam.
Finally Cindy got to the top. Her cunt was screaming in agony. Her ankles
were bloodied and sore. Paul reached over and remove her gag. Cindy gasped
for air and sobbed into her arms.
"Well done Cindy. I'm very impressed." said her father.
"Dad. I want to go home." sobbed Cindy.
"Will do shortly honey. But what goes up, must come down."
Paul managed to get the gag back in before Cindy realized what he meant
and scream the castle down. She felt the tip of the first spike puncture
her ass cheek and she was slowly let back down the beam.
Paul ordered another slave to take pictures. He wanted to cherish the
moment, forever.
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