Chapter 3
When Mistress returned in the morning she found Debbie frantically
trying to please her mechanical master. Her head was going back and
forth on the dildo, her tongue moving with practiced ease. To Mistress
pleasure and surprise the silly bitch had found out that giving the
dildo the deep throat treatment paid off. The slave pumped the dildo in
and out off her throat until she almost passed out. The orgasm-counter
on the machine had registered a record number of orgasms, and the
worthless slut seemed to be working on the edge of collapse without
noticing herself. She was to far gone in the ecstasy.
As Debbie erupted in yet another mind shattering orgasm, Mistress turned
off the machine. Debbie didn't notice until Mistress yanked her head
back and said: "Time for a new drill slut." Debbie blinked
uncomprehendingly at her. She recognized Mistress' voice but she had
trouble focusing on anything but giving head. She had been so thoroughly
conditioned by the machine, that she would love giving head for the rest
of her life. The order: "Suck" would arouse her instantly, no matter how
painful the situation was otherwise.
With Debbie swaying uncertainly with an unfocused look on her face,
Mistress untied Debbie's legs and helped her to stand. As she was helped
to her feet it finally sank in that she was through giving blowjobs, at
least for now. She also realized just how exhausted she was. She hadn't
slept for more than 72 hours, and had certainly been given no rest in
that period of time; quite the contrary, she had been worked to her
limits and beyond. Just 72 hours ago she had answered to the name
"John", something that now seemed impossibly distant, almost like a
dream.
Mistress attached a leash to her collar and led her out of the room. As
Mistress checked Debbie followed her, her walk a sexy sway even in her
state of exhaustion. Mistress also noticed that Debbie's breasts were
coming along nicely. They were still tiny, but now they had become real
breasts and not just peculiar swellings on the chest.
Debbie was led back to the dungeon she had first been transformed in.
There her arms were released first. They were completely useless; almost
completely numb although feeling was returning in a most painful manner
as the blood poured back. It wasn't time for release though, and
Mistress quickly had her hanging by her wrists, her feet off the ground,
her legs spread by straps around the ankles. Her shoes and collar were
once again discarded. The process from yesterday repeated itself: first
a feeding gag was put into her mouth and she was filled to the bursting
point with drink and liquefied food. Then she was given her injections:
two in her growing tits, which were quite tender, and one in her ass.
The one in her ass made her wide-awake again, but didn't do much to
relieve her physical exhaustion; she was merely unable to sleep. Then
she was given the 5 consecutive enemas, again leaving her crying with
pain and humiliation. After this she was washed and the fiendish robot
tightened her corset even further, down to 17.5 inches. Mistress the
dressed her; she pulled impossibly tight, red rubber stockings up
Debbie's legs and fastened them with garters fixated at the other end to
her corset. Her new footwear was a pair of red lacquer booties, ankle
high. Their heels were 7-inch spikes of ultra thin metal. They hurt her
feet something awful when she was lowered to the floor, and keeping her
balance in them was very difficult. Her mind was taken off the balance
problem as Mistress proceeded to bind her hands. First they were once
again encased in the same kind of mittens as they had been bound in the
day before. Her arms were then led around to her back and her elbows
crossed. Her hands were then pulled around to her front again at her
waist, on the opposite side of the shoulder to which they "belonged". A
strap was then tightened between the mittens and the net result was that
she now hugged herself, only in reverse. Finally a very restrictive
posture collar, perhaps more correctly a neck corset, was placed around
her throat. It made her hold her head almost perfectly still; chin up.
As a finishing touch her mouth was stuffed with a pump gag, which
Mistress pumped until Debbie though her jaw would dislocate. Her eyes
looked pleadingly at Mistress as she mewled in pain. "There, you silly
slut. All set for new day of adventure" Mistress mocked. Only now did
Debbie really notice Mistress. Again she was so stunning that Debbie's
cock instantly sprang into action, even though it was tender and sore
from the exercise it had received during the night. Mistress was clad in
skin-tight, black rubber from her neck down. It clung to every curve,
leaving only her crotch free. Her hands were covered in thin rubber
gloves that seemed to be part of the suit itself. There was no opening
in the back, so she must have entered the suit through the neck opening.
Even the boots, with their 6-inch spikes, were part of the suit. She was
incredibly sexy.
Mistress grabbed Debbie's erect member and led her to the make-up table
in the corner of the dungeon. The first few steps were a little wobbly
because of the higher heels, but a stern look from Mistress soon had her
swaying as sexily as before. The booties were of course pure murder on
her feet.
At the make-up table Giselle was waiting. She was dressed so that she
matched her Mistress, wearing the same kind of whole-body suit made out
of thin, clingy, black rubber. There were, however, a few vital
differences. First of all Giselle was gagged with a huge black ball gag.
She wore a severe collar from which a leash dangled and handcuffs joined
her hands. Her ankles were tied with a chain so that only about 6 inches
separated them and on her feet were ballet-toed boots holding with
ultra-high heels. Consequently she stood a little uncertainly,
constantly adjusting her stance. But the attention-grabber was her
crotch: Her dick was erect, its shaft encased in a black plastic tube.
The balls were also encased in black plastic. At the end of the plastic
tube holding the shaft was a clear plastic bubble holding the head of
Giselle's dick. The plastic bubble was so large that it didn't touch the
head. This meant that Giselle couldn't get any stimulation, and thus
couldn't get any release either. The shaft made sure she was permanently
erect, a couple of electrodes in the shaft made sure she was always on
the brink of coming and the bubble made sure she couldn't get off.
Giselle looked very unhappy if not desperate.
Debbie was made to sit at the table as Giselle applied her make-up. When
they were done she was once again led to the mirror. And once again she
was stunned at how sexy and feminine she looked. She was now sporting
real tits! Small tits to be sure, but still.
Mistress stood behind her, holding her with and arm wrapped around her
chest. Now she leaned in over her shoulder, grabbed Debbie's erect
member in the other hand and whispered in Debbie's ear: "It's time to
pop that cherry of yours, you worthless, oversexed slut."
With that she led Debbie by her cock to a special rack. It consisted of
two horizontal bars, held up by legs and connected by several strips of
wide webbing. The webbing was about waist-high and as Debbie reached it,
Mistress pushed her so that she fell onto it. Mistress tied her legs to
the legs of the rack so that they were held wide. Debbie's upper body
was tied using the some of the webbing, and soon the effect was that she
stood bent over at the hips, her ass held invitingly high and her
ass-cheeks spread. As she lay there Mistress went around to her front so
that she could see what was in store for her. From one of the many
cupboards Mistress took out a gigantic double-ended dildo. "Might as
well break you in properly, you useless bitch", Mistress smirked as she
pushed one end up her own pussy. She closed her eyes and drew breath
through clenched teeth obviously enjoying the sensation as Debbie mewled
in panic at the prospect of having the gigantic dildo pushed up her
virgin ass. "Oh shut up", Mistress snapped as she opened her eyes. She
slapped Debbie viciously and continued: "You know you want it, horny
slut. What's more; you need this to put you in your place, so shut up
piss-ant!"
At the midpoint of the dildo some straps were fastened. These Mistress
used to strap the dildo in place so that it now looked as if she sported
an enormous erection. She got some Vaseline and greased up the dildo.
Then she moved behind Debbie's and greased up Debbie's ass as well. As a
test Mistress tried to insert a finger into Debbie's asshole, but she
was so nervous that her ass was clenched tight. Mistress became enraged
at this disobedience: "You worthless shit! You will relax that ass of
yours right now or I'll torture you so bad you won't believe it!"
Mistress shouted at the mewling slave. But this time there was no need
for the torture kit; Debbie remembered the torture from yesterday only
too well and instantly willed herself to relax. Mistress' finger slipped
into her asshole. It wasn't as painful as she had expected, but it was
by no means pleasant. Soon as second finger joined the first, and it
began hurting quite a bit. When the third finger entered her asshole and
began probing her, Debbie was crying, whimpering into her gag. "Be quiet
slave", Mistress said, "You will learn to take anything into your ass
and like it!" Debbie muted her whimpering. Mistress continued to probe
her ass for a little while, but soon stood up and grabbed Debbie by the
hips. She then moved her pelvis forward ever so slowly, pushing the
dildo into Debbie's ass. It hurt something awful as Mistress passed the
opening and Debbie was soon crying and screaming. Soon, however, the
dildo was pushed in to the hilt, and the feeling changed subtly. It
still hurt and her ass was filled up completely in the most unpleasant
way, but it was also arousing. As Mistress began to pump the dildo in
and out Debbie's cock quickly became erect, she had to admit that she
liked it. Yes, it was painful. Yes, it was humiliating. And yes, it was
unpleasant, but increasingly she had to herself that these things turned
her on. She loved being forced to do things she couldn't admit to
herself that she secretly enjoyed. Like being ordered to suck someone's
dick, like being feminized and now taking it up the ass.
The whole situation turned her on and her cock was once again throbbing
with lust. Her head was thrown as far back as the collar would allow,
her eyes were closed and her cries of pain had turned into moans of
desire. Right in front of Debbie was a large mirror so that Debbie and
Mistress could look each other in the eyes. So that Debbie could see
herself getting fucked. Behind her Mistress smiled. She had known all
along that she had the bitch, but it was still gratifying to see it
displayed so clearly. As Mistress felt her own orgasm building, she
reached around Debbie and grabbed Debbie's erect member. As Debbie
opened her eyes to look at Mistress so that she could plead for an
orgasm with her eyes, Mistress began to stroke Debbie's member. Almost
instantly Debbie could feel her orgasm building and soon both she and
Mistress came. Mistress pumped furiously both with the dildo and her
hand as she came screaming obscenities at Debbie. Debbie followed her in
the orgasm, thrashing and screaming as best she could.
She was completely spent from the orgasm and only wanted to rest, but of
course there was no rest in sight. The orgasm had spurred Mistress on
and now she continued pumping in and out of her ass at top speed. It
hurt awfully, but it was still arousing, so soon Debbie was hard again
and soon she came again together with Mistress. This went on for some
time, the pain increasing steadily until Debbie was sobbing for breath,
crying her eyes out. As Mistress took the grease and blood covered dildo
out of Debbie's ass she cooed derisively: "Ohh, poor baby. Does your
filthy shithole hurt?" Debbie nodded without much hope of relief.
Mistress leaned forward, grabbed her by the balls and squeezed:"A filthy
little sow like you should be more than grateful that I allow you to
cum. The pain in your ass is nothing compared to what it will become
later." She gave Debbie's balls a final squeeze making Debbie spasm in
pain, before she went to one of the cupboards to get something. While
she was gone Debbie lay dreading what came next. Was she going to get
fucked more? She was sure that her ass was bleeding already and wasn't
sure she could take much more.
Her fears were confirmed when Mistress returned. In her hands she held
the same kind of "pleasure and pain sleeve" her cock had been encased in
the day and night before. Mistress quickly put it on Debbie's erect
member and once connected it proceeded to hold Debbie erect with its
pulsating stimulations. Mistress mounted a panel with two switches on it
on the rack beside Debbie. "While you are getting fucked you will be
stimulated like yesterday. If you behave well you will be rewarded. If
you behave badly, you will be punished. Pay attention to your
instructors." With that Mistress left Debbie. A few moments later the
same group of men who had taught her how to perform blowjobs entered the
dungeon led by Bryce. Over the next few hours Debbie learned how to
performed when getting fucked. She learned which muscles to contract and
when, and how to shake her ass when needed. When she performed well she
was given mind-shattering orgasms and when she failed she was sent into
screaming, thrashing hysterics by the electric shocks administered to
her genitals. All the men were careful to lubricate both themselves and
her before fucking her, but still the pain in her sore ass mounted
steadily. Just when she thought she couldn't possibly stand it anymore,
the men stopped and left her tied up. As she lay there, she could feel a
mixture of cum, blood and Vaseline running down her legs. She was
completely spent and wanted only to rest. But the drugs were still
working, keeping her awake and the sheath around her member kept
aroused, on the brink of orgasm even after being "milked" almost
continuously for two days in a row. If she had been able to think
clearly, she would probably have realized that this was part of her
conditioning and that the hormone-like substance that made her grow tits
also increased her sperm production immensely.
As it was, her mind only focused on her submission, her lust and obeying
orders - just as Mistress had intended.
When Mistress returned to the exhausted sissy-slave, it was not to
release her. Instead she brought a fucking machine mounted on wheels.
Debbie began to cry from fear when she saw it, mewling pleas through her
gag. Mistress of course only smiled at her pleas and proceeded to bring
the fucking machine into position behind Debbie. Soon Debbie felt the
monstrous dildo invading her ass as Mistress secured it in position and
connected the wires from the fucking machine with the control box for
the sleeve around her cock. "Can't stop your training before its done,
can we now?" she asked mockingly. Before she turned on the machine,
however, Mistress fetched the usual three syringes and gave Debbie her
injections; one in the ass and of in each of her growing breasts. With
that out of the way, Mistress turned on the machine, slapped Debbie's
ass hard as a parting salute and left Debbie for the night. Soon Debbie
was once again enveloped in pleasure and pain; being conditioned to love
taking it in the ass while doing everything to please the one fucking
her.
