Chapter 9
The Mark of a slave
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Helena felt better after she bathed but no amount
of washing could clean her enough, in her opinion,
from the sperm and blood that had leaked from
her raw slit.
She could still feel a ghost penetration from the
fat man's penis as she went to sleep. Her collar
was chained to the center of the room as it had
been every night, but this night it almost felt
comforting. Exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep...
"Wake up." said a voice far in the distance. "Wake
up, you are disappointing my guests."
Helena opened her eyes to see the ugly Senator standing
before her in all his fat nakedness, massaging his
cock left handed.
The next thing she became aware of was a pain coming
from her shoulders. She then realized her situation -
Her wrists were tied above her head with coarse rope,
and she was hanging in the center of the Senator's
large birthday orgy. Her ankles were also tied and
her legs were pulled out to her sides at almost 90
degrees to her slender form, and she was quite naked.
At least 50 of the Senator's guests had formed a close
circle around her splayed figure, and 50 pairs of eyes
from both sexes raped her with their stares. They sat
or laid on pillows and fondling one another as they
looked on.
Helena looked past the crowd to see that every pillar in
the room had a young girl chained to it in various
positions. Then she noticed the three girls who had
been tortured. All three hung limply, with their heads
on their chests, and the horrible marks and blood on
their young bodies as witness to the cruel treatment
they had received.
Helena then was snapped back into her own desperate
position by a voice that was all too familiar...
"Thank you for informing me about Helena's terrible
behaviour, Senator." confirmed Claudia as she appeared
out of nowhere and stood beside the naked, masturbating
Senator. "You can do to her whatever pleases you. If
there is anything left, I'll have her sex cut from
her and sell her as a common farm slave."
The Senator and Claudia came closer to Helena's bound
form. Claudia went down on her knees in front of her
companion and took his large erection into her warm
mouth. A male slave handed the Senator a red hot
branding iron, and while Claudia sucked his cock,
the Senator held up the iron in front of Helena's face.
He then slowly lowered it and with a sadistic grin,
touched it to Helena's right nipple, and then pushed it
into her as he laughed.
Helena awoke suddenly, dripping in cold sweat...
It was only a dream!...
Thank the Gods, it was all a terrible dream...
* * * * * * *
After breakfast in the kitchen with the other slaves,
Helena was escorted by Publius down to Claudia's small
dungeon.
"You are not down here to be punished by the Mistress."
Publius volunteered, after seeing the fear in Helena's
eyes. "But it will not be pleasant either."
Publius made Helena strip and she was strapped naked on
the "Y" shaped table, similar to the one in the
physician's office.
Shortly, Claudia came down to join the two slaves.
"Today, you will be officially made our property."
said Claudia firmly. "You will be pierced and branded
with our house's symbol. If you ever dare to run away
again, you will be identified as a slave and we will
be able to claim ownership of you immediately. It's
nothing personal you understand - only business."
While Claudia talked on, Publius made the necessary
preparations. When all was ready, Claudia gave Publius
a nod of her head and the dark skinned slave went to
work on the helpless Helena.
With a large needle in his right hand and a small
ball-shaped bundle of leather in his left he walked
over to the prone Helena to stand between her parted
legs. He pulled up on her left inner labia, put the
leather ball firmly on the outer side and then pushed
the needle quickly through Helena's lip and into the
leather. This action was immediately followed by a
scream from her young lungs, which were then followed
by her tearful plea for pity.
A one inch silver ring was then inserted into the
hole and closed with pliers so that it could not be
easily removed, at least not without the use of a
similar tool.
Helena was pierced a total of four times - twice on
each lip, and after each hole was made, a silver
ring was fitted onto her, until four silver rings
were permanently attached to her labia. Each pair
of rings were attached opposite one another and
both pairs were equally spaced, dividing her slit
into thirds.
"Well done Publius. You have pierced and ringed
her just like an Egyptian slave girl." Claudia
complimented. "Now brand her with my mark."
Publius walked over to the corner of the room
where a small brazier held the iron. Helena had
not noticed it before and when she realized what
they were going to do she panicked, and began to
struggle and beg for mercy.
The dark brown slave came back with a long metal
rod in his right hand. The end was red hot and
in it's center were two backward initials inside
a circle a little more than an inch wide.
He placed the end over the center of Helena's right
inner thigh and with both hands pushed it firmly
onto her white soft flesh.
The sizzle of the iron on skin was obliterated
by the inhuman scream from her youthful lungs,
followed by the stench of burt flesh.
Blackness enveloped her and the pain was no
more...
