Summer's Night....Chapter 3....The Training Begins
"You three ladies of ours may take over the training of these two", says Bryan
"We'll just sit back and enjoy their suffering". "I was hoping you'd let us
take over", says Dutch, "it will be our absolute pleasure to torture these
girls". I shudder thinking about what these three women have in store for me
and pamela. I hear pamela sobbing next to me and I am ready to start crying for
mercy. Deep inside though, I suspect that if I did, that would cause even more
suffering for me. "Both of you spread those legs wide apart", says Dutch.
Hazel stands in front of me and reaches around and spreads my ass cheeks so wide
apart that it hurts me. I feel something penetrating me there. "Just relax,
slut gayle, it will go in easier that way", says Madge. I feel something slide
into me and it finally stops, thank God. "Your turn now, slut pamela", says
Dutch. The poor girl shrieks as she is penetrated in the some way. "These 4
inch butt plugs will help spread you out there, for when that opening is
needed", laughs Dutch. It feels so uncomfortable having something penetrating
my body in such a degrading way. "Close your legs and don't allow the plugs to
fall out of you", says Dutch. I see Mick loading up a camera and shudder to
think what they might be thinking of taking pictures of. He stands in front of
us and begins taking pictures of us, trussed up this way. "These will be a good
advertisement for what we have for sale later on", Mick says. I feel totally
humiliated now, tied up like this, completely naked, with my picture going out
to who knows where.
They turn us each to the side so that we are now facing each other. Our bodies
are only a few inches apart now, and I see that pamela has a fear in her eyes,
much like I feel in mine. Dutch brings out two chains about 5 inches long with
some kind of clip on each of the ends. She opens up the clip and puts one of
the clamps on my left nipple, letting it close on me. "Ouch", I cry. This
doesn't stop her from attaching a clamp from the other chain on my right nipple.
I flinch as these clamps now tightly enclose my nipples. Dutch attaches the
ends of each of the chains to pamela's nipples across from me. "That hurts!"
she cries. We now stand just inches apart from each other, our nipples sore
from the clips. "These clips are an ingenious invention of mine", announces
Dutch, "as you can feel right now, they are quite uncomfortable on your
sensitive nipples." She puts her hands on each of our shoulders and pulls us
further apart. "OWWWWW", we both squeal. "As you can see, when the chain
becomes taut, it causes the clamps to tighten even further, so as to not fall
off. Once the chain is loose again, they go back to the original pressure on
your nipples". She pushes us back together and the relief is quite nice. As bad
as these clamps are right now, the tightening is so much worse. "It's up to you
two to stay as close together as possible during your whipping so as to not make
the chain tight", says Dutch to us. They wrap a rope around our waists, forcing
our bodies together down lower. I can feel pamela's pubic bone pressing against
mine. "Have you ever been whipped before, slut gayle", asks Dutch. "No,
Madam", I reply. "And how about you, slut pamela?" "No, Madam, please don't do
this to us." "Enough of your begging, slut", she says. "As long as your bodies
don't flinch too much while being whipped, the nipple clamps will be bearable,
move around too much, and you'll both have very sore little buds on your breasts
by the time we're finished with you." I look over at the three men and they are
just sipping beer, watching us go through this, I don't expect any help from
them. "It is good that you haven't been whipped before, if you had, you might
enjoy it, and we wouldn't want that, would we?" They all laugh now.
"Use this whip on them, Dutch", says Bryan. "It will cause a harsh sting where
it lands on their bodies, but won't mark their bodies up. We wouldn't want to
have damaged goods for any auctions." Dutch gets what looks like a long, black,
single strand whip from him. "Oh no, she's not going to use that on us," I
think to myself. "I'm really going to enjoy this"; Dutch sneers at both of us.
With that she stands to the side of us and begins to whip us mercilessly. The
searing whip is torturing every part of the back of my body. We can't help but
move our bodies and every time we do, the nipple clamps tighten. It is
unbearable. She lands the whip on my back, butt, and the back of my thighs.
The poor slave pamela is crying uncontrollably. I am biting my lip to try to
keep from bursting out in tears. Dutch hands the whip to Madge and she starts
in on us once again. We are trying so hard not to move and tighten the nipple
clamps, but it is hopeless. I am just about ready to scream for some mercy when
Madge hands the whip over to Hazel. She starts whipping us again. She has an
even harder stroke, if that seems possible. "Mercy, please!!!!" we both cry out
at the same time. Thankfully, Hazel stops the whipping. We are both crying
now, our backsides are on fire. Our nipples feel like hot pokers are burning
them. Dutch comes over to us and says, "Did that make an impression on both of
you". "Oh yes, Ma'am", we both cry out. "Good, what did that teach you, slut
gayle?" It showed me what will happen to us anytime we displease any of you,
Ma'am." "Very good, slut. And you, pamela, what can you expect to happen to
you when you make us angry?" "I will be tortured just like this, Madam". "Two
very smart slaves we have here, Bryan". Bryan gets up and comes over to us.
"Let me be perfectly clear to the two of you. This is what happens to you when
you get punished, but if we need some amusement at any time, this will happen
for that as well". "Yes Sir" we both nod. I feel him cup his hand under my
right breasts. "Such a sensitive part of your body, isn't it, slut gayle?"
"Yes, Sir, very much", I clench my teeth as I resent being violated so much by
these people. Bryan looks at Dutch and says "How long should we leave the two
of them like this do you supposed, Dutch?" She circles around us, looking at
the damage she and the other two have done to our bodies. "Not too much marking
on these feminine forms from the whip. I could tell it was quite painful,
however. That should make you happy, Bryan". "Oh yes, Dutch, I don't want
these bodies getting scarred before they are sent to auction. That will
diminish their value to us." "Oh please, kind Sir, can we please be freed from
our bindings", I beg. "Are you uncomfortable, slut?, he asks. Yes, Sir, I
don't think I can stand it much longer". "Take the clamps off of their nipples,
Dutch", he says. "With pleasure, Bryan, watch these two jump when the clamps
come off" She removes one of the clamps from my left nipple and my poor nipple
feels like it is on fire as the blood comes rushing back to it. Oh gawd, that
hurts. She takes the other one off and I can hardly stand the pain. She
removes them from pamela's nipples now and she cries out in pain. I feel so
sorry for her. Dutch unties our waists from each other and turns our bodies
around so that we are now side by side. Bryan puts his hand between my legs and
forces two fingers inside of my pussy. "This one is a little wet now, she's
going to turn into a fine pain slut in not time". I feel totally humiliated
that my body betrayed me in such a way. He does the same thing to pamela. "Not
as wet as slut gayle, but she will be in due time". "These two look exhausted,
I think that's enough for one night. Take them to their rooms and tie them to
their beds so that they don't escape during the night. Be sure to lock them in
their rooms, Dutch", Bryan says. I feel the plug inside of me slowly sliding
out of my body. The three women take us down from the ceiling and hook us back
up together and lead us upstairs. I get put into a small room and my hands are
tied to the top of the bed. "You had a busy night, slut gayle, more tomorrow, I
assure you", says Madge. They turn off the light and close the door. I hear
the door lock behind them. "I must escape from here, but how?" I think to
myself. "It seems like we're always tied up, and when we're not, there's always
someone around us". I try to get comfortable in the bed, with my hands tied up
over my head. I drift off into a nightmare filled sleep.
