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Janet's Extreme Slave Training

Part 22

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"I'm quite satisfied with her cleaning. Just look at her body, it is red like a
new born baby I really don't think it can be done better than this! The problem
with slaves like slut Janet is that it don't take more than a few hours before
she will start smelling disgusting again! I really think it is a combination of
the fact that slaves really are lower ranking peoples and that the fear sweat
add to this awful smell but I just think we have to accept it! The only thing we
can do is to train her well in the importance of hygiene as we have done. This
time we have been pretty kind to her as it is the first time I have caught her
being that dirty. Next time I think we ought to be more strict in the treatment!
If she fails once again it is a clear indication that she don't care at all and
that I'm right when claiming slaves just love to be disgusting and smelly! We
will of course have to react to this unacceptable example of disobedience in
order not to loose the respect we all deserve as real Master and Mistresses able
to carry out completely control of sluts like this subject!. Don't you all
agree?" Christy asked

They all nodded clearly indicating how exciting they thought Christy's speech of
humiliation was. They obviously just love to see me being degraded to an extreme
extent. Her speech really make me feel like I was ranking lower than any animal.
Christy really was a cynical heartless bitch with no feelings at all. She just
didn't care at all how I felt and how I were. In her world the only phase
counting seemed to be "the harder treatment the better and make it as
humiliating and degrading as possible"  How could she be like this? Was she
really as mean as she actually was to me? I just couldn't believe it but I
didn't dare to ask her as I had troubles enough counting with my present and
coming ordeals. Oh God make this day end!!! I was desperately thinking while
swallowing some of Christy's disgusting piss. She was right when claiming that
she had pissed a little in this pad though I was quite sure it was not a little.
It was just that soggy and the broad leather gag strapped to my head held it
firm in place with no chance to get rid of it without external help. I didn't
expect to get any help. Master still seems to be satisfied with Christy's
performance as he remained silence just nodding from time to time to show
Christy that she was still doing well. This pad was quite an ordeal to me as I
had never tried this before. Master did by nature not wear menstruation pads and
therefore I don't think he had ever had this idea though he could easily piss on
such a pad and gag me with it afterwards. Maybe he agreed with me when claiming
that this was almost crossing my borders. I really couldn't think on anything
more demeaning than wearing another woman's soggy menstruation pad in my mouth.
I just felt like the lowest ranking person I had ever felt! I could feel tears
pressing to escape my eyes. It was beginning to be more than I could take. I
knew I was worth much more than this. I really was an obedience slave and they
all knew it. This so called training was just to satisfy their sadistic desires
and nothing more. I really didn't think it did any good to me at all!! I was
really beginning to wonder if I would feel the normal pleasure afterwards as I
usually did. I hoped it would be like this otherwise it would all have been
nothing to me and just pleasure for these bitches. Furthermore my hopeless
demeaning situation was drastic increased by the fact that these bitches
treating me like this could almost have been my kids!! These young women was
treating me worse than a child continuously treating me like I was nothing
almost like I was a machine only made for one purpose and that was to please
these bitches and end up giving them total sexual satisfaction orally. I really
didn't think all this was fair to me as I was a good slave! Anyway, I had to
endure the last part of my ordeal and get the best out of it no matter how
hopeless my situation seemed to be. I was suddenly waked in my endless row of
thoughts by Christy's heartless cold voice.

"How are you my sweet worthless pain slut? Isn't it wonderful being allowed to
smell and taste real women piss and not the disgusting awful smelling slave piss
produced by you? I can imagine how grateful you are that I rewarded you with
this pad. I normally don't reward slaves like this but I thought you would like
something special. I can see in your eyes that you really agree with me!"
Christy said laughing while looking in my desperately looking eyes begging for
release. I really was in extreme pain and discomfort. My back was hurting like
hell due to this arching position and I had difficulties breathing due to this
awful pad almost entirely filling my mouth. I just had to swallow this
disgusting piss in order to minimize the size and make it at least bearable to
wear. Additionally my body was still burning both inside and outside due to this
terrible detergent used on me.  My whole body was heavily covered by sweat, fear
sweat of what was coming next. It did chill the burning session a little but not
that much. The burning feeling still was overwhelming.

"Sorry I forgot again, you can't answer. Anyway, if you want to communicate you
can just nod or shake your head. Your answer isn't important at all! Your
training is important and I think you are ready for the next step of this
excellent education training you to behave well in the future and never forget
to do proper cleaning to your body. As I don't think you will be able to take
more than the 15 strokes with the paddle and the additional 9 penalty strokes
with the can I have decided to strap you during the session making interfering
with your hands out of the question. You will be strapped to the wooden horse
bending over it and with your stomach supported by the cross beam. When
restrained you will pose nicely with your ass just begging for the whip and
paddle to do its excellent work of education in order to seal this experience
deep in your mind. I really think this will be good for you and that you one day
will thank me for this well prepared education. As you can't divide 15 with two
I have decided to let Jill joins this punishment of you as well. I think she
deserves some pleasure as well and this will be just perfect for her! This will
mean that each of us will reward you with 5 strokes of the paddle. I will do the
penalty caning as your disobedience really has affected me. I really thought you
were better but I was obviously wrong and you will of course have to pay for
this sad disappointment of me! As I don't expect you to have any questions to
your coming ordeal I just think we will proceed. I know how excited you are
hardly able to wait for your next reward! Cyndi and Jill will you two take care
of restraining this worthless slut to the wooden horse?" Christy ended her
speech addressing Cyndi and Jill

"Certainly, we hardly can't wait to move on. We were both wondering if you would
ever end this excellent speech of education. I don't think it can be said better
than you did. We are sure she will learn how to behave in the future" they both
said while approaching me on the cleaning bench. Jill removed the restraints
from my legs while Cyndi removed the ones from my arms. They roughly lifted me
of the device and dragged me to the wooden horse. I had no chance resisting
furthermore I didn't dare to. I didn't want to make it worse. Soon I was
strapped bending over this horse with my sore ass highly in the air just begging
for the whip to come. I really was humiliating standing like this with legs
spread far apart and looking through my legs in this upside down perspective. I
could feel the blood running to my head making breathing even more difficult.
Let this whipping start as quickly as possible so I will be able to end this
ordeal. As they all were more than sexually aroused I didn't giving them oral
pleasure would cause me any troubles. I just had the feeling that I just had to
lick for a few minutes before they would explode in an overwhelming orgasm. I
would at least get rid of this dirty pad when this had to be done otherwise oral
sexual service would be out of the question I was thinking.

"In order to make this let say more enjoyable for you I have decided to give you
the penalty stokes as the initial treatment and then we will have a coffee break
giving you a chance to enjoy the feeling and make sure your filthy ass is ready
for the work of the paddle. I don't think you will mind at all standing like
this while we take a little break enjoying the sight of you standing totally
exposed as you are right now. You are welcome to have a look at our coffee table
from your upside down perspective. I think you are ready as I don't think you
need more instruction. Though you are nicely gagged I still want you to count
the strokes. I think I will be able to hear what you are saying" Christy said
while walking in position with the cane. She first made a few strokes in the air
just to make me fear the unavoidable pain to come even more. I could feel how my
perspiration caused by the terrible fear of the coming pain made sweat running
down my body though it was relatively cold in the room.

Swack "AAAAAAAhhhoooouuuhhh ooomnne" I tried to count while trying to cope with
the pain from the cane

Swack "OOOOOOOoouuuuuhhhhh ppppllllllaaesse.... Ttttowwwwoooo" I screamed
through my gag

"I didn't hear you beg, did I?" Christy asked evilly

"Nooouuouuu" I desperately tried to say afraid that the stroke wouldn't count

"I really don't hope so, I don't think you will be able to take more. You still
need a lot of training before you can call you a real slave!" Christy said
aiming the cane to a new untouched spot of my ass.

Swack, again the whip spoke the language of pain.

"UUUUuuuuoooohhhhhhoouuu, tttthourrrreeeee" I counted almost blanking out due to
the pain. Tears was running down me checks. How would I ever be able to go
through this? I was thinking while Christy aimed the cane again.

Swack "UUUOOOHHhhhhuuuhiiaaaaaaahhh, ffffaooouuuurrrrrrrr" I screamed again
through the disgusting pad. I could feel the salvia being produced in my mouth
making breathing even more difficult. I was in extreme pain and this caused me
to breathe heavily just adding more to my discomfort. Oh please make her stop
before nine stokes I was thinking knowing that this was only a kind of warm up
for the paddling to come.

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