Part 6 (Pain!)
We walked back into the dungeon to find Laurie sitting in the wooden
chair using cotton balls to clean the wounds left on her sides by the dog. "Ah
good!" said the Master, "I see you are ready to continue." Laurie stood up and
both the Master and I immediately noticed an obvious wet spot on the seat she
had just vacated. It was more dog cum leaking from her. He grabbed a fistful
of her hair and forced her to her knees. "Clean up your mess cunt!" He guided
Laurie's head to the chair and had her lick the drops from it. "Good!" he said
as he released his grip.
He addressed Laurie. "We were just upstairs talking about how your
training is coming along. We are both pleased so far but we need to explore
your tolerance for pain now. "Uhm, Sir?' She interrupted, "I really have to
pee." "Well," he said, "I'm not fond of being interrupted but I understand if
you have to go you have to go. Would you like to go upstairs and use the
restroom?" He asked. "Yes sir, please." "Well, I'd be happy to let you do
that, but you see retention is a very important part of your training. There
may be times when you are not permitted to pee without permission and you will
simply have to learn to endure it. I'm sure you can wait for just a little
while. Right now I have something else in mind for you, Ok?" She started to
respond and he cut her off as if she had said nothing. "Good then, lets
continue."
He took her by the arm and walked her over to a wall. He had her stand
against the wall with her arms extended out from her sides and looked for a
moment as if he were an engineer working on a technical problem. I knew he had
something special in mind because his cock was completely erect. He walked over
to his cabinet started doing something. He had his back to us so we couldn't
see what he was up to. When he turned around he was holding the largest dildoe
I had ever seen. The best way I can describe it is that it looked like one of
those fists you can buy at the porn shops. You know, the ones that look like a
human forearm and balled up fist. This was shaped like a giant lifelike cock,
but it was close to that size. "Uh...I don't think I can handle that...I mean,
I don't think I can handle that sir. It's too big. I..." "SSShhhhh..." he
walked back over to her and put his finger over her lips to shush her. "You
don't have to do anything you don't want to do Laurie, you know the magic word."
He began to lightly massage her cheeks and lips with the head of the huge
object. His other hand was busy gently tugging at her newly pierced nipples.
"I'm just afraid I can't take that...sir, I'm a little girl and you've seen how
tight I am." He smiled. "That shouldn't worry you sweetheart, it isn't for
your pussy." I saw Laurie's eyes grow wide but the continuing manipulation of
her nipples was making her excited again. "I'm going to lubricate both you and
this cock thoroughly, and then we'll work on just getting the head in, Ok? I
promise I won't put any more in than the head. You'll be surprised at what you
can handle. Your body is a wonderful thing. Look how hard your boyfriend is.
He wants to see you take it." There was a moment of silence but the constant
nipple fondling was taking its toll. "Alright" she finally said. "I can try if
it'll make the two of you happy." Master just smiled. "Damn!" I thought, "He
was good at this."
He generously lubricated the dildoe and then had Laurie bend over
something that looked like a doctor's examination table. He continued teasing
her breasts and nipples and started gently rubbing the gigantic dildoe up and
down the crack of her ass. He took a good four or five minutes probing her
rectum and slowly inching in a few more centimeters each time, then withdrawing
it again. Finally with only a slight grown from Laurie, the invader passed
through her muscle and buried itself inside of her. She was still bent over the
table and he let go and continued just rubbing her back with one hand and
teasing her nipples with the other. "There, that wasn't so hard, was it? I
told you I wouldn't put more than just the head in." The head of the dildoe was
so big that when her sphincter closed around the head it had the same effect as
a butt plug, holding it firmly inside. "The only one who is going to bury that
cock in your ass is you, if you choose to." Laurie looked confused. The Master
led her back to the wall and set about handcuffing her wrists to the wall behind
her. He left a lot of play in her arms to allow her vertical movement. I was a
little confused when he placed a thick metal clamp around her waist and attached
each side to the wall. It wasn't tight enough to even be touching her. I
wasn't sure if he put it there just for show or what his purpose was. Next he
took something that looked like a microphone stand from a corner of the room.
"This is something new for me" He said. "I've been anxious to try it out." He
placed the stand between Laurie's legs, up against the wall, then loosened the
telescoping part of the stand. He fit the top end of the pole into a recessed
portion at the end of the dildoe that was sticking out of Laurie's ass and then
tightened the piece that would hold the pole at the desired length. Laurie was
sweating. She couldn't lower herself now without further impaling herself on
the monster cock. He retrieved another gag from his cabinet. This one looked
like a big cock pacifier. It was short, but very thick and equipped with straps
to hold it firmly in place. She would have to open her mouth as wide as she
could to take it. Before he placed it on her he stopped for a moment. "Once
this gag goes on your fate is sealed and you WILL eventually wind up fucking
yourself with the full length of that dildoe. Is there anything you want to say
to me now?" Laurie looked into his eyes as if searching for some hint of
compassion. His expression never changed and there was no way to read him. She
shifted her glance to me. I felt guilty standing there with a raging hardon
that told her I was enjoying her torture. She looked back at the Master and
slowly shook her head "no". Without further comment the gag was placed in her
mouth and secured around her head with the straps. Once the gag was in place he
reached out and twisted one of her nipples. "Ok, lets put those rings to some
use..." I could tell Laurie didn't understand. I had an idea of where he was
going, but wasn't sure for a few minutes.
The Master returned to his cabinet and obtained a metal household
bucket, a length of thin chain and a spring loaded type clip, capable of
clipping to something at each end. He attached one end of the chain to her
right nipple ring, then the other end to her left. There was a little slack so
the chain kind of sagged between her breasts. He thought for a moment, then
obtained another thicker piece of chain and some large clippers from the
cabinet. Laurie was visibly afraid when she saw the clippers. The Master just
laughed. When he was done he had attached the thicker chain to the center of
the one that connected her nipples. The other end of the vertical chain was
attached to the bucket which hung between her legs. He had used the clippers to
cut the larger chain to just the right length so that the bucket was about a
foot from the floor. The weight of the chain and bucket was pulling downward on
her nipples. It was really fascinating to watch this guy work. This must be
like a full time job for him. He was certainly into his craft.
Laurie realized what I already knew when he walked over to the wall and
began uncoiling a garden hose that was connected to a faucet sticking out of the
wall. He experimented with the faucet until there was only the smallest trickle
of water coming out the end that he was holding. "Perfect!" He said. He walked
back to Laurie who was already starting to struggle against her bindings. She
was making unintelligible sounds through her gag. Her mouth was very distended
from it. He looped the end of the hose over a ceiling beam and placed the end
of it inside the bucket. I walked over to look in the bucket and could see the
water beginning to pool ever so slowly in the bottom. With the amount of water
coming out of the hose, it would take at least half an hour to fill. Her plight
was clear. As the weight of the water in the bucket increased, the pull on her
nipples would as well. She had enough play in the wrist restraints to lower
herself so that the bucket would be on the floor, but she couldn't do that
without sliding further down the dildoe. She would have to take the full length
of it and then some to do so. "We have some time. Let me show you the rest of
the house." I took a last look at Laurie before we walked out of the room. She
looked terrible in contrast to how she had looked at dinner earlier. I was
getting more and more excited.
The Master gave me a tour of the house that took about 15 minutes. It
really was a nice place. There was an awkward moment when he showed me his
bedroom. We both were erect and I was naked. "I'm not gay and I have no bi
tendencies." He said. "We are both excited because we know what's happening to
your whore downstairs. Relax and enjoy it. I'm anxious to see her again
myself." When we ducked back into the basement dungeon it was a disturbing
sight. Laurie had squatted another 2 inches down, but her nipples were being
pulled to an horrific level. Her nipples were being pulled down to where they
were halfway between her chest and her naval. She was drooling out the sides
of the gag and there was snot running out of her nose from crying. Tears
streamed down both sides of her face. The Master saw my concern. "Take the gag
off her if you want to...she's fine and she's enjoying this. She's only crying
because she knows she is loving it. She is embarrassed because of her enjoyment
of the pain. She is finally understanding what a perverted little whore she is.
It's always tough on a slut when they first have to come to grips with what a
filthy cunt they are, right Laurie?" She didn't acknowledge the comment. I
quickly walked over and unhooked the strap that retained her gag. I wanted her
to invoke her safe word. "You look like your hurting." I said in a concerned
tone. "NO...Fuck him, I'm not giving in, just put the gag back in and leave me
alone!" The tears were running down her face. "NO!" the Master interrupted.
Leave the gag out. I want to hear her yell when that cock tears her asshole.
"AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhh!" She screamed as she slid another two inches lower. "Honey,"
I said. "If you just slide down now the pressure will be off your nipples." She
started to sob. I could see her legs shaking as she was in a partially squatted
position. I couldn't even believe that her ass was stretching to accommodate
the width and length of the dildoe. Both the Master and I stood with our cocks
fully erect watching her. She didn't seem to be aware. The bucket was still a
good five or six inches off the floor. The steady trick of water continued and
the bucket was only one third full. "Trust me, she'll give in before she rips
her nipples off. That buck holds four gallons, that's almost thirty pounds of
water." Finally she let out a blood-curdling scream as she relented and slowly
slid down the huge cock until the bucket lay on the floor. The entire length
had disappeared inside her along with about an inch of the smaller metal pole
that supported it in place. "HAH!" The Master exclaimed. "I knew she'd take
it! It's always fun breaking in a new toy." I wasn't sure if he meant Laurie
or the dildoe. Laurie was still sobbing and her legs were shaking
uncontrollably. Although the weight of the bucket was no longer pulling on her
tender nipples, she was in a half squatting position with her legs trying to
support her body weight. To squat further meant impaling herself even further.
The Master stood looking at her with his hand holding his chin as if in thought.
"HHHmm, I should have thought of this before. I'll have to get a longer dildoe
for next time." He was talking to himself. "Oh well." He reached down and
unhooked the clip that held the chain to the bucket of water. With a groan
Laurie started to straighten herself. As soon as she started to rise, the thing
that looked like a microphone stand that had been supporting the dildoe
separated from it and she stood with the giant rubber cock buried inside of her.
The master watched her. "Huh." He said, "I hadn't figured on this. Not a
problem." He quickly released her from the wall and the metal strap that held
her close to it. With her head down she followed him as he took her by the hand
and led her back to the center of the room. She stayed motionless as he
retrieved a simple wooden sawhorse from against one of the walls and placed it
in front of her. As he was positioning her over the sawhorse, he noticed the
puddle on the floor under her previous position. Toward the end of the ordeal
she had evacuated her bladder on the floor. "Pity," He said. "I was hoping to
save that for later."
Laurie was soon bent over the sawhorse with her hands and ankles cuffed
to I-bolts in the floor. The Master busied himself with trying to get the
dildoe out of her ass. After a few moments, he went to the cabinet and returned
with some medical looking instruments. There were occasional screams from
Laurie as he worked. Within a minute or two I saw the end of it extracted from
her and was once again amazed at the circumference of it. I still don't know
how she could take that much. When he had successfully removed it from her, he
threw it in the sink and returned to her. "He ran his hand down the back of her
head several times and told her that the worst was over. "It's all down hill
now honey. We're going to have a little more fun and then I'll send you home."
The next thing I knew he was handing me something that looked like a
very heavy fly swatter. He himself had a leather whip of sorts that resembled
what I would think of as a "cat-o-nine tails". He nodded at me. My frustration
over being so turned on from the incredible sights I had witnessed took over and
I delivered a powerful blow to her ass with the object. She screamed. It was a
really desperate sound. "Again!" Said the Master. I gave her a blow of equal
strength to the other cheek. Another scream. He shook his head as if
dissatisfied. "You need to get it through your head that this cunt likes this.
You are not doing anything for yourself or for her when you hold back." He
stepped forward and began whipping her over and over with incredibly powerful
strokes. She was screaming at the top of her lungs but it just seemed to turn
him on more and more. After about twenty such strokes he stepped back. He
motioned to her ass as if inviting me to continue. Laurie hadn't said anything
other than to scream so I acted on the assumption that she was fine. A little
embarrassed from the Master's previous criticism, I didn't hold back as I
delivered another twenty strokes to her with all the strength I had. By the
time we were done her ass was bright red along with a good portion of her upper
thighs. "Much better!" He said. "Let's move on."
When he unhooked her from her restraints she collapsed to the floor. He
started to pick up the sawhorse, but stopped. He grabbed a fistful of her hair
and dragged her across the floor onto the puddle of urine she had left near the
wall earlier. "If you're going to rest you can clean up after yourself at the
same time." He said. Laurie curled up on the wet floor and closed her eyes.
The Master put the sawhorse back in its place and then sat down in the wooden
chair. He started talking about Laurie as if she were not in the room. "She's
done really well so far. Don't you think?" "Like I said, she never ceases to
amaze me." I replied. Laurie was sitting up and involuntarily started to reach
around to feel her sore anus. The Master had already started setting up the
same rig he had earlier for the dog. "The dog again?" I asked. "No, he's sound
asleep by now. This is for you and I. I think she has earned some real man cum
by now. Haven't you honey?" You could barely make out the "Yes sir" that was
Laurie's response. By this time she was hoping that as soon as he came the
night would be over. In a few moments he was prepared and ordered Laurie back
to the center of the room. She obediently took her position on all fours as he
clamped her into place. I could see her visibly wince as the "T" bar touched
the spots where she was bruised from earlier. This time, however, the restraint
under her chin was elevated another few inches. Instead of looking straight
forward, her chin was elevated so that she was looking at about a forty-five
degree angle toward the ceiling. He made her suck his cock again as he had
before. He taunted her by telling her how she needed to get him hard so he
could fuck her in the ass. She was doing a good job on him but I could tell she
was just going through the motions. She was ready to go home. When he withdrew
from her, he finished by putting a wire gadget in her mouth that held her mouth
wide open. It must have been some sort of dental device. I made a mental note
to ask about it later. It looked like something I would like to have for
myself. As he moved around behind her he asked. "Do you have to pee? You
haven't gone since you got here." I did. "Make sure you fill her mouth, then
soak her face and hair as much as you can. I'll get the rest of her when I'm
done." As he was speaking he was rubbing the head of his engorged cock up and
down her ass crack. I stood in front of her as her eyes found mine. She had a
look of someone who was just totally beaten. When the Master found his mark, he
thrust forward driving his cock deep into her rectum and shoving her with force
into the T-bar that blocked her from moving forward. She screamed as best she
could with her mouth pried open. "Go ahead, piss on the bitch." Laurie's eyes
were tightly closed in anticipation of the shower. I had to bend forward in
order to hit my mark with my cock still hard. I filled her mouth as the Master
pounded her from behind. I could hear her groan with each thrust as she was
forced forward into the metal bar. I followed the instructions, covering her
face and soaking her hair with urine. All the while he continued his powerful
assault from behind. When I finished pissing he had slowed his strokes to a
long slow pace. "Jerk yourself off onto her face." I want her to have
something to look at on your ride home." As I started stroking myself he
increased his pace back to the hard pounding from earlier. When I looked back
at Laurie and realized that she had swallowed what was in her mouth it turned me
on even more. By this time I could no longer contain myself. In seconds I
exploded on her and was spent within two or three spurts of cum. I finished by
wiping the balance from my cock onto her forehead. I squeezed out the last few
drops onto her cheeks. The Master had grabbed her hair with both hands like a
horse's reigns and was fucking her with as much force as he could muster. When
he came I thought he was going to break the T-bar. He moaned loudly and
finished with several forceful thrusts as he held her hair in a death grip.
Finally, he seemed to get his senses back somewhat and slowly withdrew his
softening member from her. It was almost 3am. It was strangely anticlimactic
when he stood and pissed all over her back and ass. He added a generous portion
to what I had already spilled in her hair. He took a paper towel and wiped his
cock off then washed his hands before releasing her from the clamps that held
her arms and legs.
"I think Laurie had a very good night." He said. He stood her up and
in less than two minutes had her back into her black dress and heels. "Can I
clean up?" She asked meekly. He reached up and she cringed as if she were going
to be struck. He chuckled. He took her chin in his hand. "Can I clean up sir?
Is that what you meant to say?" "Yes sir." She answered. "No, you can't. I am
done with you for tonight, but I want you to think about the whorish things you
have done on the way home tonight. Just don't get pulled over on the way home
with all that cum on your face and your hair stinking of piss. I know a lot of
the local cops around here. You could be in for a longer night than you have
had already." As he walked us to the front door it was almost as if he had had
us over for cocktails and conversation. "It was very nice meeting the two of
you. I hope we get to meet again." With that he left us standing on his front
porch and closed the door.
The ride home was short. I opened the glove box and handed her a napkin
to wipe her face. Instead, she flipped down the visor, which had a mirror and
light on it. She examined her face briefly. Her face had cum dripping down it
and her hair was soaked and dripping onto the shoulder pads of her dress. She
didn't touch it. When we walked into my apartment she immediately went to the
bedroom, slipped out of her dress and lay down on her usual side of the bed. I
lay down next to her. "Do you want to shower?" I asked. "Would it bother you
if I didn't?" She replied. "I want to think about this for awhile. That was
quite a night. I want to remember when I look in the mirror tomorrow morning.
Please don't think I'm sick. I just want to wait until tomorrow."
"Honey, I love you and I don't think you're sick. At least no sicker
than I am. You wait as long as you want." With that she fell asleep. I
thought about everything that had happened. In the dim light I could see the
scratches down her side from the dog and I started replaying the night in my
head. My cock began to stiffen and I felt guilty in that I could have easily
rolled on top of her and taken her beautiful ass again. I wanted to but I
didn't. She eventually rolled onto her stomach, but I could se just the tip of
her right nipple with the gold ring attached. I secretly hoped that she would
want to keep them.
More to come...
