Tim was sitting at his desk. Annoyed. He was trying to wrap up a call that just wouldn’t end and this had been a pretty long day at the office. Active avoidance wasn’t paying off. “Yea, and I’ll call you when…” nope.  “Oke, so next time..”.. One final effort went into “If that’s all for today I’d like to sign off”..

As the voice on the other line twittered on his thoughts slowly drifted away to his remaining tasks of the week. Luckily there were few, this being Thursday. That being said, Cassandra and Amy did most of the work these days. When he had started the company he had pretty much lucked into a great business model that was quickly adopted as a business standard mostly because none of the major companies wanted to support a business standard proposed by one of their competitors.

So their business lay in selling the intellectual property to the model and monitoring any implementation that took place worldwide. This really was the field of Cassandra and Amy, both educated Business Analysts and Economic lawyers. Tim readily assumed he was only kept in a CEO position to have a white male ready to address concerned clients and in more grumpy moods Tim assumed he was still there as a sort of schadenfreude museum of over-enthusiastic startups.

Anyways that was what made up their household these days. Cassandra, Amy and him working in the same estate and trying to run the business model they had ownership off to the best of their abilities. The current problem, and the reason why he was on the phone with someone who’s connection to the company he didn’t even understand, was that Cassandra was kneeling beside his desk having almost zero use of her faculties.

Cassandra was in her Time-Out mode. It used to be that at any time one of the two, Cassandra or Amy, was in Time-Out or Slut mode. While one was in Time-out mode the other one would be the girlfriend and also the executive officer of the company. In time this practice slackened. These days they were more likely to spend the weekend doing stuff together all three of them, or lounging in the living room. They didn’t seem to mind but Tim was getting progressively insecure about it until they had a talk. The girls understood that there wouldn’t be constant BDSM anymore; they even liked the relaxed schedule. Their libido was unrelenting though.. So Tim was still worried they would get bored eventually.

In the olden days they would have simply changed roles from Slut, encased in heavy latex and being reduced to only holes to fuck, to Pet, walking around being cute and above all being very receptive to any and all command.  But these days they were often both just walking around, technically in their Pet phase which he now thought of as their Girlfriend phase.

It was just that Cassandra had pissed him off. In the old days he usually had to think up reasons to punish his girls, these days they were so obedient he had just given up on punishment altogether. But now Cassandra had actually pulled away from licking his dick clean after fucking Amy’s ass. It was only a second of hesitation but it was enough, he had made it clear to both of them that he expected them to clean anything he wanted. Hell, he had had them clean the floor after a party using only their tongues often enough.

He had Cassandra kneeling on the floor wearing heavy latex. Cassandra hated being still like that which is why it was her punishment. Amy actually loved being used like a doll, but wouldn’t ever be able to stay still long enough from the excitement. Cassandra was dressed head to toe in tight latex, a tight corset stringing her waist to tiny sizes. Her head was covered in a heavy hood that included a posture collar that only let her watch straight ahead. Her entire head was covered except where small tubes went into her nose to enable her to breathe and the o gag in her mouth covered by her lips carefully painted with lipstick by Amy.

Her suit was completely black except for the visible piercings she had. Amy and her had the same piercings done when they agreed to be full time slaves. Her full breasts poked out of the uniform, being compressed by the suit itself they bulged out a bit beyond the suit. The nipples themselves were covered in latex too but what extruded were the heavy golden rings piercing the nipples hanging down while the breasts themselves pertly pointed up.

The other piercings on Cassandra were pretty plain to see, as they were supposed to be. She was sitting with her legs spread so the ring in her clit was clearly visible and coming through the suit. Also visible and most eye catching of them all was the ring in her septum. Her septum had not only been pierced but enforced. The hole punched in her septum had been lined with metal and attached to her skull. Her nose had been pierced far back enough that when she wasn’t wearing anything in it no one would notice the hole. Now it was sporting a heavy metal ring resting on her upper lips.

As he was watching she let out her studded tongue to feel out the ring resting on her lips. He had studded their tongues for his pleasure almost the first thing he did. Amy and Cassandra had the same piercings. They each had a single barbell on the tip of their tongue and 2 bars on the sides.
Her hands were tied behind her but mostly she knew she would be punished extremely for moving. Tim knew he had a pretty frightful fetish for living furniture and Cassandra knew this, she couldn’t hold this for long so he was only planning on letting her like this for a few more hours.

His phone call ended and he happily buzzed Amy to see if he could stop for the day. He saw Cassandra tighten her bonds because buzzing Amy meant buzzing both of their anal plugs.
While waiting for Amy to show Tim really thought about his promise to both of them, and his insecurity about lately letting things slip BDSM wise. They said they understood and wanted things like they were but did they really? Or would he lose them to someone who was more BDSM focused. He felt pretty guilty about the lack of extensive bondage and bdsm lately…

Amy walked in and she was a vision of beauty. At 5’10 with a D cup and weighing at 130 pounds she was a knock out even if she wasn’t wearing a pretty strict corset and high heel boots. Tim, Amy and Cassandra had soon decided that the girl not being the slut would wear an outfit just slutty enough. Or almost at the edge of slutty. Amy was wearing a tight pencil skirt and shirt over high heeled boots and black hold ups with a clear seam in the back. Generally you wouldn’t see that they were hold ups except that she was wearing a skirt with a split and just short enough that anytime she bent over a little one could see the tops of the hold ups.

Her corset was pushing her breasts up in her shirt in something that wasn’t altogether proper but couldn’t actually be faulted as trampy either. The piercings in her nose were invisible and of course she didn’t wear any ring in her septum when working. When she was walking one could hardly see the plug in her asshole that had called her into the office.

What Tim could see though was the look in her eyes as she dropped the files of today’s cases and bent over to straighten up my desk. The hold ups and her short dress gave him a straight view at her tight pussy were it not for the piercings there. Both of his girls had a small shield pierced over their clitoris and 6 piercings in their labia. The piercings in their labia excluded any entry while the shield prohibited any manual contact with the clitoris.

The anus however was filled with a little gem plug that Tim swiftly pulled out and presented to Amy’s mouth. She enthusiastically took it in her mouth probably forgetting that Tim’s dick would be the next to be lubricated. He took the plug from her mouth as he guided her head to his dick. She tried to lubricate his dick as well as she did the plug but failed before he shoved her head down to the desk and the plug back into her mouth.

Then he positioned his thick dick at her anal entrance and got himself a tight rein on her hair before entering her hard. Amy squealed in pain but after the day he had had he didn’t care a fig about her pain right now. He roughly fucked her ass while gripping the hairs on her neck right at the base, pulling back her head pushing her breasts forward where he could see them better in the large mirror that was there mostly with that goal in mind.

It didn’t take long for him to finish and as he pushed himself all the way inside her he could feel his load spurting into her. Somewhere along the line of fucking her Amy had stopped her crying and had gotten into it. Of course she couldn’t finish herself off because the shield piercing was in place over her clit. Almost glowing with sexual frustration she did remember to thank him for fucking her and quickly drop down to her knees to clean him off.

Instead he looked at Cassandra, remembering why she was there and he gently pulled Amy back up and bent her back over the desk. Grabbing Cassandra’s nose ring he pulled her mouth to his dick so she could clean it with her tongue. The sight of Amy’s slightly gaping asshole was a satisfying sight as Cassandra dutifully licked the shit and sperm of his dick. Starting low as she was taught she methodically cleaned his dick, ending by softly licking his urethra to get the last of the sperm out. She hadn’t hesitated even a little and Tim was satisfied she had learned her lesson right up till the moment where he pushed her head to Cassandra’s ass to lick it clean and lick out the sperm dripping from it. That’s when she repulsed a bit before correcting herself and doing her job.

He guessed she would have to be punished more. In fact he had expected this and had somewhat prepared for it. As Amy straightened out her clothes he thought out his plan for Cassandra’s further punishment but first things first. He pointed Amy towards the floor where she took her place at his feet and then he pulled Cassandra down to the floor by her nose ring. As she was trained to do she assumed her position offering up her pussy and ass. Her gloved hands were out in front of her with her nose to the floor like she was worshipping. He put his foot on the back of her head grinding her face harder into the floor while he grabbed his punishment cane from the drawer in his desk. Amy showed some initiative and was softly licking his still hard dick while he fired off 15 harsh strokes on Cassandra’s latex clad ass.
The girls were instructed to always count their strokes, it was a way of keeping them conscious on their punishment so removing his shoe from the back of her head he asked the girl if those were the allotted 15 punishment strokes. This was Tim being evil because he knew that with things going so fast she would have a lot of trouble not drifting off far away into subspace and indeed the girl could only babble that she didn’t know, adding a belated whimpering ‘master’. Tim didn’t really like being called master, he required them to call him Sir, and if it happened it usually meant the girls were pretty far gone.
So he allowed her to lick clean his black leather shoes, a task she loved and found very relaxing, while he slowly gave her another 15 lighter and slower strokes with the cane.

Meanwhile Amy was getting herself lost in her sexual frustration a bit, moaning at every taste of pre-cum she could tease out of his re-hardening dick. He fondly played with her hair while softly talking to her. He had also realized that until this point he had hardly said a word to the two beauties sitting on the floor.
“Are you enjoying yourself down there?” He teasingly asked Amy who beamed up at him pushing out her breasts and coyly watching him from beneath her eyelashes.
“Show off” Tim grinned while caressing her more. “You think you’re going to get sex out of this but not yet. Although you are waging a mighty battle against my reactionary period.” His only response was her moaning at the word sex and redoubling her efforts.
“What do you think about our girlfriend down there happily licking my shoes clean? Think she’s learned her lesson?”
“I couldn’t see sir... Was she not a good slut?”
“Aah no you wouldn’t have seen her hesitate licking the cum out of your ass now would you. But she did, she recoiled just the tiniest little bit there. You know I like my slaves filthy.”
By now I saw that Cassandra’s movements had become a bit more awake and I pulled her up with her collar and undid her O gag.
I looked into her eyes deeply where I saw equal measures of defiance and meekness.
“Are you my dirty little whore?” I asked. “Well?”
“Yes sir…” She replied quietly.
I kept looking at her until she averted her eyes and spoke softly: “I’m sorry sir. I wanna be a better slave for you… I’ll do better”.

Tim grinned to himself. Only this afternoon he’d been worried about the slackening of discipline, the infrequency of BDSM play and about if the girls were still even interested. And now one of them was rubbing herself on the carpet out of horniness after having her ass fucked until it bled and the other one was admitting to a mistake and pretty much requesting more training.

“So... I guess that means I have to break you a bit more to really reaffirm the training then? Are you sure?” Tim gently pushed Amy away for a second while he crouched down and gently tried to catch Cassandra’s eye. He wasn’t going to get her to agree to things while she was still in subspace after all. 
After a while she slowly raised her eyes to his and said “Yes sir. Please.”
Now outwardly smiling warmly Tim have her a soft kiss on the lips.
“Now you two, play nice together. I have some preparations to do. Amy, be sweet to our girlfriend for a bit, she’s in for a rough ride. Cass, keep Amy riled up for me please. I plan on finally giving her an orgasm once you’re installed and I don’t want her bored. And think about if you really think you deserve your punishment.”

Having said that and leaving the girls to frolic on the floor he headed out towards the storage area where he kept the larger BDSM equipment. He had already planned much of her punishment but hadn’t really wanted to put the big device in the office already, didn’t really send a signal that he was counting on her to succeed after all…
The house the office was in was in a large country estate. They needed the space to give the seminars and trainings they needed to give and decided that living there was just as easy and more importantly, cheap. So they had a large white stoned lobby leading to his first floor office, a stairs that led up to the large meeting areas above and another back door to the wing where they lived. The estate had a whole other wing that stood empty most of the time and some stabling in the land out back. It was their dream to utilize it one day when they had less work to do. Guiltily he guessed that he actually didn’t have that much work to do…

He rolled in the large black metal and leather device and saw the girls kissing while Amy was obviously squirming while straddling Cassandra’s knees. Only of course the girl still had in the piercings keeping her pussy closed and her clit inaccessible so it wasn’t getting her anywhere fast.
As he was setting up he thought about what he was going to do. He was going to put Cass in this device for a day at least. He had always had a fetish for permanent bondage fantasies: Using women as furniture or encasing them in resin with only their holes uncovered. Keeping women as livestock and truly breaking their mind and spirit, rigorously training them as dolls and giving them the flawless outward appearance of statues. Of course these fantasies had remained fantasies as they were way too extreme, but at times like this, with Cassandra subspacing in her beautiful latex suit it did call his fantasies to the forefront. And now he was preparing to install her into a pretty extreme torture device and he was getting to be more excited than he had been in a long while.

He had Amy help him take all the current latex off Cassie, it was too thin and not made of the mat colouring he had in mind. He removed the piercings from her nose and clit and then set on opening her vaginal opening. The girls both had 3 piercings on each of their outer labia which were laced together with a small metal mesh the same gold colour of the piercings. He mesh was attached to each of the 6 rings with magnetic locks and it held the entirety of her vagina in a snug little package into which nothing could enter. The magnetic locks could be easily undone by the mechanism in his ring, he only had to twist the stone in the ring to the right and hold it close.

Once that was done he took her to the little bathroom annex to wash out her holes. After that he of course reinserted the buttplug and inserted a powerful G spot we-vibe, connected to the house wifi, in her pussy. Then the real work began fitting her into a very tight tick latex one piece suit. Using some lubrication and talcum powder they got her legs in and fitted the suit to over her hips. It was skintight and made especially for her. He fitted her shoes with Binding ballet shoes that went up to her knees and forced her feet into an extreme point. The suit had openings for the crotch, which they let alone for now, and also open cups for her breasts. The final part had been made especially tight and she essentially had to be lowered into it, crushing her breasts until they could be pulled through the open cups. The swollen mounds of flesh of her thick breasts emerged looking red already. The rest of the way was done with the help of a zipper at the back for the last bit up to her neck. Her arms went into gloves again specially made for her but everything was way thicker than she was used to. It was still skintight but she couldn't move or breathe very well and things were about to get worse on that score.

He then fitted her with a corset that framed her midriff, leaving her breasts open. But at her back the corset extended upwards to her neck. In front a tough line of leather was fitted between her breasts, pushing them aside a bit. The leather was framed with a slight curve, like the curve of a waste, to fit the breasts and also went up to her neck. Then came a second pair of gloves reinforced with bone. They hardly let her move her fingers and extending over her elbow as they did they wouldn’t let her bend her arms anymore.

The hood she was going to wear was similar to the one she wore earlier this day but this one had eye holes and bigger holes for her nostrils. Her hair was braided and let down the back, it was also braided through with rope attached to the braid why a knot at the very beginning. He wasn’t planning on binding her by her hair but it never hurt to make sure.

She wasn’t going to be wearing her clitoral shield (after all she wouldn’t be able to move her hands) but she was going to wear the large golden ring in het clit. As he inserted that he also made sure her nose ring was back in and then diverted his attention to her nipple rings.
By now she was a vision of black confinement with golden rings adorning her sensitive areas. Her nipple rings were twofold, one small barbell through her nipple and two thicker metal rods to the side deeper in the areola, meant to be able to withstand much more force.
He wanted to leave the things she would be balking at till last so he now did her posture collar. It was attached to the corset in the front and the back and could be adjusted in height. He adjusted it now until the part under her chin was taught as could be. Then he took out a small pump and attached it to a small metal pump hidden in de D rings attached to the collar front and back. He pumped it a few times knowing the collar was getting tighter and tighter. Making sure it was attached rigidly to the corset made sure she couldn’t move her head.

They were nearing the end as he brought out the pump again, this time attaching it to the open cups of the latex suit. By pumping there he was pumping a small ridge of latex at the very base of her breasts, compressing them. Slowly her breasts began to grow rounder and redder as the base was constricted more. They would get progressively more sensitive because of the blood flow.

Now he had her walk towards the device, which was in essence a giant X with feet and hand ends at the end and an elaborate set up for her head. With difficulty stepped backwards onto the feet ends and then I lowered the X to a horizontal position. Quickly I attached her feet to the feet end by straps attached to her shoes. I also attached her hands to the hand end by clamp that went over her wrist in a depression in the outer glove designed for it. With a press of a button all 4 ends tightened, pulling her legs and arms out. Her arms were stretched out as far as they could go in 45 degree angles from her body. Her leg ends were a bit more complicated as in that I could position them how I liked should I want to fuck whoever was on the table.

Above the device was a box attached to the ceiling that the girls had obviously seen me install but they had as of yet no clue what it was about. Before doing that there were a few things left to do. He turned to below the device where he could mate the corset with the inner workings of the device. There was the engine keeping her arms and legs taut and now it would also keep tightening the corset. A few presses on the read out and the process started, as a cry from Cassandra attested.
Realizing he’d have to keep Cassandra busy a bit he walked around the table pressed a button and caught a few lines coming from the box on the ceiling. One of the lines he quickly attached to Cassandra’s clit ring and with a whir the line was slowly drawn until it was putting force on pulling the clit upward. He kept pressing the tighten button until Cassandra’s whimpering became too much. Her clit was pulled up from its hood a bit and now quite visible in all its length. Then he grabbed Amy who had been hungrily feeling the latex cortex hardening over her partner and put her on her knees between Cassandra’s legs. He ordered her to slowly lick the clit from bottom to top. To keep Cassandra busy a bit.

A large part of the plan was immobilizing her head but first things first. Usually when he puts Cassandra in a punishment suit she has no holes for her eyes and her ears are plugged. Not this time so she must have been wandering what that was about. The reason was that he wanted her to be able to hear what was happening around her and especially that he wanted to see her eyes. That did not mean he wanted her to see though… So he got out something they had only used rarely, lenses that black out the eyes. They cover the entire iris but obviously keep the eye visible as well as what the victim is trying to look at. Also Cassandra was so beautiful with her large eyes and heavy make-up including the red lipstick on her full lips. He would have Amy give her a touch up this evening.
Getting the lenses in demanded some strict talk to Cassandra about not disappointing him but eventually the deed was done and I could pull down a sort of wide spaced cage over her head. The cage molded her head a bit but stood out about 20 cm above her face. He grabbed a piece of very thick elastic and attached it to the frame above her face. With some trouble he managed to get it to stretch enough to attach it to Cassandra’s nose ring and slowly released the elastic until it was pulling at her nose with all its strength. Her head was being kept down by the cage and the posture collar though. With her face rigidly stuck he quickly led two breathing tubes down her nose, just to keep sure she didn’t suffocate once he gagged her. Cassandra was by now simpering softly and he decided to leave her face alone for a bit.

Now he grabbed 2 more wires from the ceiling, each wire ending in 4 little rings. These he attached to the ends of the rods in her areolas creating a sort of tiny Eiffel tower. These wires too were drawn taut until Cassie’s breasts started being pulled up. These were not pulled as badly, they were just meant to keep her breasts nicely upwards.
And now it was finally time for the finale and what would teach Cassandra to be more subservient in the future. He lowered a bucket from the ceiling. The bucket hung down from a rope that went via a pulley to 3 little ropes, so thin they were hardly visible. The pulley was now set to brake so the ropes and bucket were just hanging there. Carefully he took each of the ropes which ended in a small hook and attached them to Cassandra’s clit (removing the line that was attached before) and nipple piercings. Then he removed the brake from the pulley so the weight of the bucket was pulling on the ropes. The line strength was carefully calibrated to be equal at all 3 points but he saw that there was a lot less weight being used on her clit as before so he attached some weights to the bucket until he was happy.

Now everything that would hit and fill the bucket would add weight to the girl’s nipples and clit. He had done this before so Amy was looking fascinated at the set up. He had once attached a bucket just like that to her breasts and then had faucet drip water into it the entire day. She didn’t know it would take an eternity to get any real weight going just one drop at a time so she had been mortified when he had set the punishment at 6 hours. This time there were a few variations though. First off there was a clear hose running from the bottom of the bucket. The bottom of the bucket was also clear and the hose ended in a funnel, the wide end of the funnel being almost the whole of the underside of the bucket. The hose could be closed there by a simple valve. This hose he ran to the head cage where he attached it to a blow up gag. The gag was built like a pacifier with flanges at the side that blocked of the mouth and when he pumped it Cassandra’s full lips closed around it. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to have those lips wrapped around his cock and once again the reveled in the excitement he felt.

He pressed a button on the side again and a metal pipe extended from the ceiling into the box. He checked if the valve to the hose was closed before they heard the noise of water splashing through a pipe. Water dropped from the pipe into the bucket eliciting a scream from the gagged Cassandra who just had the force of a glass of water falling hard tugging on her clit and nipples.
Tim opened the valve and water began running into the hose into the gag.
“You can put your tongue in front of the hose opening when you can’t take any more Cassie...” He said. She lay there gulping and he could see her hands trying to ball into fists. As she had finished drinking the water he said “Well, that seems to work… There is however an addendum”.

Tim had always decreed that the girls were to clean anything he asked without hesitation. He had had them clean toilets, party guests at an orgy, the floor. And that’s why Cassandra had been punished in the first place, for hesitating when he told her to clean his dick.
Now as she had done it the second time he had prepared something that would bring home to her the reality that he could use her as his toilet cleaning slut any time he wanted to and that they were lucky he wasn’t into regular scat play.
He had attached the metal pipe above the bucket to the toilets upstairs where the convention area was. An area where at this moment catering personnel was already working to set up for a meeting of about 40 people to be held this evening. He had had to rebuild his toilets a bit, they now used only a tiny amount of water when flushing, instead mechanically cleaning and then sending it slowly down the pipes once it was flushable.

As he explained it he saw Amy gasp while Cassandra shed a single tear down her latex clad face. Amy had a sadistic streak a mile wide but this shocked her until she saw Tim’s throbbing erection and the way he looked at the stretched out latex clad girl whimpering against her bonds. He walked to where she was sitting between Cassandra’s legs and opened his zipper to allow Amy to slowly take in his whole dick while her tongue slowly traced figures on the base. Tim touched the Cassie’s mons pubic, seeing how the girl’s body spasmed at the shock of his fingers. The machine sensing that there was wriggle room used the girl expelling all her air to tighten the winch of the corset even more.
Slowly he removed the buttplug from Cassandra and ignoring Amy for now he softly put the head of his dick against the laying girl’s anus. Slowly but steadily he pushed himself in, ignoring the extra force he was putting on the poor girl’s clit ring. As he was drinking in the sight of this girl and the feeling of fucking her like this he was overcome by a wave of raw lust and started fucking her hard. After only a minute or so he felt his orgasm nearing and slowed down a bit only to hear Cassandra mumbling something into her gag. Surprised and worried he tried to understand what she was saying until he realized she was repeating only one thing.
“Thank you master” she mumbled “Thank you master”.
He laughed out loud feeling a bit overcome by all the feelings, but he did know one of the feelings for sure. “You’re a good girl Cass, you’re my brave little sub and I love you”. His orgasm now very very close he sent Amy to the head of the table and near the point of no return he withdrew his dick from her ass and walked to where her head lay. As Amy took over the rhythm to finish him off he removed the gag from Cassandra in order to kiss her on the lips. She murmured “I love you too, sir” just as he let go a huge orgasm into Amy’s mouth. He was reinserting the gag while talking to Amy:
“And you’re a good girl too, and I love you too. But first I want you to hold my cum in your mouth without swallowing. I want to enjoy this moment a bit and can’t have you just sitting there empty handed now can we.”

As Amy was sucking the last cum from him he sighed happily “So, a good girl like you has earned herself an orgasm or hasn’t she. Enough punishment for today, and tomorrow in fact, Cassandra isn’t getting out of this yet!”
Amy looked at him from her knees, looked at him like before with her breasts out and coquettishly fluttering her eye lids. She proudly showed the huge load of cum on her tongue. Then he saw a twinkle in her eyes and quick as that she had swallowed it against his instructions.
As Amy was making her most fake innocent face whilst preening herself, he groaned. “Oh you minx, what am I going to do with you?!”