Capture and Training Facility
Story Codes : M+F+/m+f+, slavery, bondage, watersports, transgender, D/s, chastity belt, cbt, enema, BDSM, humiliation, nc, torture, heavy
Prolog
My name is Tom but most of the people who come in contact with me call me Master. I run a unique facility here out in the country. I and my staff of sadists capture and train slaves for sale around the world. Some of the slaves we train are volunteers, they get in touch with me through several websites with chat rooms and if the conditions are right and I feel its safe we make the deal and they become slaves for life. Others are enrolled by their masters or mistresses so that they can become better slaves. Most of these agreed to come here but some were just dropped off by their owners. We also kidnap and train specific targets for our clientele. A master may have a specific person in mind as a slave and we will follow that person until we find the right opportunity and gather them in. I also have pickup teams operating around the country, mostly in cities where strangers are not noticed, finding likely slaves and capturing them. They are transported to my facility by various methods and introduced to their new life. But whether they are volunteers or not they have no idea what they will be put through or what their lives will be like.
I
I am sitting on a stool at the bar in the rec area sipping on a cold beer. The bar is open from the afternoon until late at night. Behind the bar are 2 trained slavegirls acting as bartenders. But just because they are trained doesn’t mean that they should be trusted. Each bar wench had a steal belt locked around her waist that was connected by chain to the end of the bar. They were brought in around noon dressed in their uniforms of 6 inch high heels with locking ankle straps, locked into their waist belts, and fed. They would be fed again after the bar closed and then sleep behind the bar. A pitcher was provided for them to use as a urinal and their daily enema eliminated the need for a toilet. In the morning, they would be collected and taken to perform their normal morning rituals.
At the center of the room, a team of slaves under the supervision of Bre, one of my trainers, were swapping out the urinal. Last nights girl, D23 had been unhooked and was being led out by two of the team. While one slave cleaned and shined the clear glass and plastic of the station, the other put the finishing touches on the centerpiece, slave A12. Soon enough they were done and Mistress Bre ushered them out of the bar to their next task.
I relaxed on the stool, taking occasional sips from my beer, enjoying the feeling of my filling bladder and looking over at the bar’s bizarre bathroom facilities. The slave girl knelt, bound to the short clear plastic pole. The straps on her ankles and knees kept her legs spread wide and her wrists and elbows were strapped tightly together behind the pole forcing her tits out. Around her neck was a clear plastic posture collar positioning her head so she could only look at the 2 clear glass urinals, one a low wide bowl and the other narrow and deep mounted on the raised dais before her. A flanged penis gag was in her mouth, the flange sealing her mouth to prevent leakage and from the gag a clear plastic tube traveled to a Y connector with tubes to each bowl. A clear catheter was inserted in her urethra and led to a drain in the floor. Wires with clips on the ends were connected to her nipples and clitoris and wired metal dildos were inserted in her vagina and rectum. A12 was open for business.
I could see tears forming in the slave girl’s eyes. It made my dick jump in my leather jock to see this reaction. She didn’t realize that this ordeal wasn’t a punishment but only part of her training. A12 wasn’t here voluntarily, she had been stalked and captured by one of my pick up teams. This whole world of bondage and slavery was totally foreign to her.
My bladder was letting me know that it was time to take a piss. I finished the last of my beer and walked over to the human urinal or huminal as we christened the facility. The lights in the room were dim and easy but the huminal was lit with several bright spotlights so all could see her humiliation. I stepped up to the wide low bowl and removed the cod piece from my jockstrap. Holding my cock in my right hand I decided to talk to my toilet trainee. “A12 here is how your night is going to go. Whenever anyone in this bar needs to pee they will do it here. Your job is to swallow all the piss that flows down that pipe. I realize that you may not enjoy the experience but you will do it. If you look closely at each of the urinal bowls you will see a faint line. If our piss rises above that line the sensors in it will trigger encouragement for you. You will begin to feel electric shocks randomly administered to your tits, clit. cunt and asshole. It will start out uncomfortable and the longer you take to drink the level down the worse it will get. Each time you trigger an encouragement the initial shock will be at a higher power so I would advise you to not let the levels rise if I were you.”
I began pissing in the bowl and watched my golden urine flow down the tube towards her mouth. I didn’t see the level in the bowl go down after the piss reached her gag so I assumed that she was blocking the feeding hole in her gag with her tongue. “Oh, we will be grading your work and enthusiasm tonight and You will be released when we feel you have learned your lesson. Do a good job and drink like a good slave and you will be released tomorrow, fail to do a good job and you will be here for a long time. You will be fed a liquid diet through your feeding tube so you can remain here as long as need be. I will warn you that your food looks and tastes like liquid shit so again, do a good job and swallow.” Shaking my dick of the last drops, I replaced the cod piece. I hadn’t even gotten back to my stool before Linda, another of my staff, rushed up to the huminal, removed her cunt cover from her thong and used the other bowl. I had seen her fidgeting at the other end of the bar with Phillip. I figured that she was being polite and letting me be the first to use A12 even though she really needed to pee. Since the levels of urine were still not going down it looked like A12 was going to be a slow learner.
I had just gotten my second beer when Mistress Bre came back into the bar with tonight’s 4 serving girls. Well actually 3 serving girls and one serving shemale. The servers wore high heels and thigh high holdup stockings and of course their collars and tiny aprons. The shemale wore the same outfit with the addition of a clear plastic chastity tube that kept her dick under control. After entering the room, Bre used her remote control to arm the server’s collars. If they attempted to leave the bar before they were deactivated, they would be shocked unconscious as the passed through the door. They were here to provide refreshments and sex to the bar patrons for the night.
Slowly more staff members entered the bar after completing their duties or on an extended break from one training session or another. Several of them brought trainees along with them. By now several of the patrons in the bar had availed themselves with A12’s bowls and the level was dangerously close to the sensor line in the female bowl. Finally, Bre led the shemale server up to the urinal and helped position her over the female bowl. Her chastity tube was slotted and allowed liquid to escape but she had no control over the stream. Also the hormones and other chemicals we gave her had left her looking so much like a woman that the only thing on her that was male was her cock and balls. Aside from them she was totally fem in body and appearance. Bre had judged the level correctly and even before the shemale was finished the red indicator light came on under the bowl. A12 began twitching and thrashing as much as her bonds would allow. I watched carefully and saw her throat constrict as she swallowed her first mouthful of piss. As she tasted the acrid urine her body reacted by trying to cough it back up. The gag contained a one-way valve so this was not possible so the liquid dribbled out of her nose. I wasn’t worried because Bre was there and would pinch off the tube and help her if she looked like she was in trouble. By now 10 seconds had passed and the control program raised the voltage. I could begin to see a sheen of pain sweat beginning to form on her body. Another increase in voltage and A12 was really feeling it now. She finally seemed to realize that the torment wasn’t going to stop until she drank down the level so we were treated to the view of her throat swallowing.
She managed to draw the level of piss down below the sensor line and looked hurt when the shocking continued. Bre looked her in the eye and informed her. “One thing Master Tom neglected to inform you of is that if the level of piss activates the sensor line the shocks will continue at their present level for 30 seconds after the line is clear. And even better, you get an additional 30 seconds for every increase in voltage. The blinking green light under the bowl flashed once for every interval you have to endure. The shocking will stop when the time runs out.” Bre helped the shemale off of the bowl and sent her on her way and went over to A12. She used her finger to wipe at the liquid on A12’s upper lip. “By the way, we’ll be adding some extra time to your session for this stunt. You were told to swallow, not spew your master’s precious pee around like it was worthless.”
By the time I finished my beer I could see that A12’s catheter was flowing almost constantly as he kidney’s quickly processed the urine she was ingesting. All was going well with her lesson and I had a punishment session to attend to so I slipped off of the stool and strolled out of the bar. I could feel my dick hardening in my jock as I contemplated the pain I was going to inflict on T3. It was going to be a long night for all of us.
Capture and Training Facility
2
She had had a name and a life before they took it from her with her clothes when they kidnapped her that night. Now she had a letter and a number to identify herself. She was B35, a slave, and when she completed the training she would be delivered to her master.
She was sitting on her small bed in her cell. She was despondent and confused. Minutes before, Mistress Kari had left her cell after telling her why she was here. It was not by chance that those men had grabbed her off the street and thrown her into the van. Just as it was true that she had not volunteered to be here. No, it was because of her father’s business partner. Edward Longacres, or Uncle Ed, fancied her and he had the contacts in the slavery trade to do something about it and have her turned into his sex slave. The past months of pain and humiliation and what was to come were all due to the perverted desires of a man she thought of as family.
It was not by chance that Mistress Kari chose now to inform her of these facts. She and the other staff members of the training facility had determined that the time was ripe to beat down the last of her independence with this news. Once she had assimilated the information she would be in a much better frame of mind to complete her training and accept her new life. Ed Longacres was growing impatient and wanted his new slave delivered as soon as possible.
The lights in her room blinked, indicating that she should be ready for bed in 5 minutes. Sleep time in the facility was indicated by a dimming of the lights. She quickly got up and went over to the toilet to pee. It was against the rules to leave your bed after the lights dimmed and the punishment was quite severe. She quickly learned that it was better to pee in her bed if she had to go, she got punished for that too but 12 of the best with the cane was better than the hours of torture she would get for leaving her bed. She removed her 6 inch high heels and lay down under the translucent latex sheet. Reaching under the latex covered pillow she removed the rubber dildo and began rubbing its head over her clit and pussy lips. She used the fingers of her other hand to tease her nipples and as her excitement grew, slowly slipped the 10 inch monster into the depths of her cunt. Masturbation was not only allowed here but was encouraged. A slave girl should always be hot and wet in case her master wanted to use her. Normally she would pump and tease herself to several orgasms but tonight she stopped after the first. She curled up under the sheet with the dildo still in her pussy and began to cry.
In the observation room two people were smiling as they watched B35’s image on the big monitor. The news of who had caused her to be here and what her purpose was finally broke down the last independence from her. “You will be able to complete her training and deliver her to me in 2 weeks as agreed?” Kari could hear the impatience in Master Ed’s voice. “Yes sir, the news of your involvement was the last and final shock we needed to make her into the slave you require. The pace we will have to proceed with may leave a few marks on her body upon delivery.”
“As long as she is trained and delivered on schedule a few welts and marks don’t matter. I’ll be adding some of my own soon enough.” Hearing this statement and seeing the evil look of anticipation in his eyes made Kari shudder. This was not a man to fall under control of, especially if you wanted to leave with a whole skin. Ed Longacres was a long time frequent customer of the facility. His slaves tended not to live long and those that survived were damaged to the point where they were only useful as dock-side whores or stars in snuff films. Master Ed turned and left the room with his latest acquisition following meekly behind him. Kari continued to watch her charge on the monitor and then logged into the facilities’ network and left instructions for B35’s morning preparation. Then it was off to her quarters and the delightful ministrations of the advanced trainee she had ordered for tonight.
B35 woke up as soon as the lights suddenly brightened to full intensity. She quickly began her long morning routine. One corner of her cell contained a sink, shower, and toilet and it was there she went to begin her preparations. Sitting on the toilet, she peed and gave herself a series of enemas to clean herself out. She inspected her body from neck to toes for hair and was pleased to note that there was none. The last round of lotions and electrolysis seemed to have gotten them all. Next came the shower and then her teeth and hair at the sink.
Now it was time to find out what her day would be like; more sex training, punishment, bondage training, or service training. She walked over to the monitor on the wall and pressed the Assignment button. The screen quickly lit up with her assigned role for the day. B35 – Uniform #4 – Rubber Bondage Maid. It was followed by a list of the items that would compose her outfit.
One wall of her cell had a double wardrobe and 2 chests of drawers. She went over to them and quickly began gathering up the required items and laying them out on her bed. The punishments were very severe for not following all instructions and after the beating, or whipping or caning, they would just make the assignment worse and continue on. She rechecked the list and the inventory on the bed before pressing the Assignment button again to indicate that she was ready to get dressed. She began with the crotch less latex pantyhose, making sure that she smoothed them up her legs so that there were no wrinkles. She also made certain that the thin white line painted up the back was flawlessly straight. The shoes were high heeled and the thin stiletto heel was 6 inched tall with a locking strap around her ankle. The latex bra was more of a shelf, molding itself to the bottom of her breasts while leaving the tops and nipples exposed.
She walked around for a few seconds to get used to the extreme height of her shoes. She picked up the hood and went over to the vanity to apply her makeup. She had been taught to apply her makeup in a dramatic exotic style. Her Chinese heritage lent itself to the bold colors; blood red for the lips, deep red blusher, and black mascara and eye liner. She finished and gathered her hair in a ponytail and put the open faced hood over her head and drew the pony tail out through the tube at the back of her head. She rechecked her makeup and made small repairs where it had been smudged by the hood.
Back to the bed, she drew the elbow length latex gloves over her hands and arms. The long-sleeved latex leotard came next and she began drawing it up over her body. The black latex was back zipped and she used the hooked string to zip it up to her neck. The figure 8 piece of latex covering her pussy and ass was removable and she had no doubt that it would be removed early but for now it covered her nether charms. The front of the leotard had an oval shaped opening for her breasts to poke through. She looked in the mirror a saw a vision in skin-tight black latex with only her face and breasts showing.
The door to her cell unlocked and opened. Two females came in; the first was another slave dressed like B35 and the second was a Training Mistress named Sabrina. Mistress Sabrina was known to have a fetish for bondage and latex and had a strong sadistic streak. B35 recognized the slavegirl but could not recall her designation. It didn’t matter because both she and the other slave were forbidden to speak unless given specific permission.
“B7, put your stuff down on the bed and help B35 finish dressing and everything better be tight and secure if you want to avoid my cane after the lesson.” Sabrina barked her commands out. B7 placed the box she was carrying on the bed and reached down to pick up the boned latex corset. She placed it around the other girl’s waist and fastened the front busks. Even through the latex leotard, B35 could feel that the edges of the corset were several inches apart in the back. The other slavegirl began at the top of the corset and worked her way down to the middle before switching to the bottom and working her way up. The gleaming tight rubber corset with its spring steal boning already felt tight and had B35 taking short breaths but she knew it was not over. It typically to at least 4 passes of tightening the laces to fit the corset so that it was fully closed. Again and again B7 worked her way down and up the laces until finally the corset was drawn to its required tightness and the laces tied off around her waist. B35 was feeling light headed, trying to get enough air using short shallow breaths that were all that the tight garment allowed.
Under the smiling gaze of their trainer, the slavegirls switched roles and soon there were 2 gleaming hour-glass shaped latex covered images in the mirror. B35 felt the moisture begin to flow from her covered pussy as she took in the sight of their ultra feminine shaped bodies as well as the image of their catsuited Training Mistress. B35 knew she was bisexual before her kidnapping, in the last couple of years she had discovered that she was more attracted to women than men. The sight before her and the pervasive smell of the latex were having their desired effect; her eyes began to glaze over and the warmth from her arousal began spreading outward from her crotch in waves. Her nipples hardened and the surrounding areolas crinkled with her growing excitement.
Sabrina stood with her hands on her hips and recognized the telltale signs of arousal on the Asian slavegirl. “Looks like things are getting a little hot and wet down below your waist huh B35.” She smiled as she saw proof that her training had worked and the slave was turned on by restrictive, tight latex; whether it was worn by her or another. “I see the sight of a couple of latex dolls gets the old pussy juice flowing. Now get you mind off her latex covered pussy and finish getting into your uniform, slut.”
Helping each other, B35 and B7 don latex petticoats, short latex maid dresses that left their breasts exposed, latex aprons and caps. Now came the bondage; Mistress Sabrina tightened a latex, boned posture collar/neck corset on each girl. Next came the steel bondage belt, collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. She locked a 9 inch chain between the ankle cuffs and a 6 inch chain between the wrist cuffs. This completed B7’s uniform but there were a couple of additional items for B35. Sabrina ordered her to spread ‘em and opened the latex cover over B35’s cunt. The first item was a 10 inch dildo that was inserted up her ass followed by a set of 2 inch diameter ben wa balls in her pussy. Sabrina re-sealed the crotch cover and picked up the next item; a special serving tray. The inner side attached to the steel bondage belt and on the outer corners were short light-weight chains. She locked the chains to B35”s nipple rings. The tray was heavy and pulled on her nipples and stretched her B cup breasts out into a cone shape. Sabrina had her walk around the room to let the equipment settle in. The outfit was diabolical, the full covering of latex was hot and caused her to sweat. Every step she took with the high heels caused her hips to sway and the ben-wa balls and dildo shifted turning her on a little more. Her movement also caused the tray to bounce and tug on her stretched nipples. Her breathing was restricted by the corset and the chains on he ankles forced her to take short strides.
Mistress Sabrina removed B7’s cunt cover but left B35’s in place and clipped leashes to each of their collars and led them out of the cell and down to the bar in the rec room. A night of ferrying drinks and empty glasses back and forth to the bar while being teased by the objects in her pussy and ass in restrictive latex would condition her to her new life. Half-way to the bar she had her first orgasm as a latex bondage slave.
Capture and Training Facility
3 – Becoming Lucy
Tim and Bobi sat in the back of the town car chatting happily like school girls on the bus. It was an interesting analogy because they were on their way to school; a very special school. They had met at the boarding hose that they were both staying at when they moved to the city. The boarding house catered to young gay men looking make a new life for themselves. Both boys were slight of build and neither one was more than 5’ 4” tall. Bobi, whose real name was Robert had found a boyfriend she referred to as Sir at a local gay bar. He had told his new friend Tim about the place and Tim had also found a man there. After several weeks of dating, both boys had moved out of the boarding house and in with their new partners.
Sir liked his partners girly and submissive so he had changed Robert’s name to Bobi and had him wear feminine clothes and makeup. Paul, Tim’s new beau, seemed to like his boy submissive but allowed him to dress as a boy. So while Bobi was dressed in leather hot pants, latex tank top, and low heels with his/her hair in a pony tail and face lightly made up, Tim wore Dockers and a tee shirt with ankle high boots. The only clothing that they had in common were the latex panties with the access hole in the back and their cocks and balls tucked back between their legs. Apparently the panties were part of the uniform for the proper boy toy.
Through various conversations, both boys had been convinced to attend a special school that would prepare them to be the properly submissive for their new dominant partners. Tim was happily surprised to see Bobi in the back of the car that came to Paul’s house to pick him up. The two spent the long ride to the facility catching up on events in their lives and speculating on what they would learn at the school.
Finally the journey ended and the car pulled up to an imposing metal gate. It appeared to be the only opening in a stone wall that had to be 30 feet tall and topped with razor wire. The driver identified himself to the gate keeper and they proceeded up a wooded driveway to a large granite building. There were three people standing outside, apparently to greet them. The car pulled up by the group and stopped and the boys got out of the car while the driver retrieved their small suitcases from the trunk. While they were waiting for their bags, they had a chance to look over their greeters. The first was a man, he had to be 6’ tall and dressed in leather pants with what looked like a cod piece where the zipper would be. His outfit was completed with a white shirt and black leather vest. On his feet he wore black leather boots. The next person was a woman and her outfit consisted of a knee-length black leather skirt, white blouse, leather bolero, and very high stilettos. At first look the third member of the group appeared to be the most normal. She was dressed in a maid’s uniform; more of a Victorian maid than a French maid, but there was something about the material. She was dressed entirely in latex from the stockings on her feet in the 6-inch stilettos to the frilly cap on her head.
The man, who seemed to definitely in charge, spoke first, “You two must be Tim and Bobi, welcome to our training school. I am Master Tom and I am the Headmaster here. This is Mistress Instructor Anya, she is in charge of your training programs and I think you will find that she is particularly well suited for the task. For now, Miko, one of our maids will show you to your rooms. You are scheduled for your medical checkups in 2 hours and after that we will take your measurements for your school uniforms. I’m sure I will be seeing you soon.” The man turned to leave and now it was Anya’s turn to speak. “Alright my new students, you will refer to me as Mistress Anya. I will meet you in the infirmary in 2 hours. Miko will lead you to your room and pick you up to take you to for your appointment. Follow her instructions.”
The maid picked up both of their suitcases and led the boys into the building. They climbed up a staircase until they reached the third floor, and went down a hallway to a door. After they entered the room, Miko placed each of their suitcases at the foot of each of the two beds in the room. “You will be staying here until you are medically evaluated and given your official school uniforms. Don’t bother to unpack, I have laid out a set of scrubs for each of you and that will be your uniform for now. You may relax and freshen up for now, I will return for you in one and a half hours for your medical appointment.” With that statement, the tiny maid left the room.
The room seemed to be a cross between a college dorm room and a typical hotel room. There were two full sized beds, two dressers, a small table with two chairs, a tv, and a doorway leading to the bathroom. Since it had been a long trip, the boys decided to clean up and watch some tv while they waited for Miko to return. “But first, I have to pee” Bobi remarked as he strolled towards the bathroom. He went in and turned on the light. “Timmy, there’s no door here!” Tim walked over to verify and as he got to the opening he saw Bobi unfastening his hot pants and dropping them to his knees. They were followed by his pink latex panties and then he proceeded to sit down on the toilet. Tim could hear the stream of urine splashing into the water and was able to see that Bobi had no pubic hair.
Bobi finished peeing and then took a small piece of toilet paper and dabbed the end of his small dick. He then stood up an began to pull up his panties, tucking his cock and balls back between his legs. He then began to pull up the hot pants but seemed to think better of it and removed them. He folded the hot pants and placed them on his dresser. “What’s with the sitting down to pee Bobi?” Tim was curious and since Bobi was more experienced in being gay he wondered if it was something he should be doing. “Well you know Sir likes me to be a little girly and he says that there is nothing that says girl like sitting down to pee. And before you ask, that’s why I shave my self down there, he likes to see me hairless.” Bobi pulled the tank top off and folded it on top of the hot pants and then removed his shoes. The last thing he did was to remove his panties and fold them to join the rest of his clothes.
“Come on Tim, get your clothes off so we can take a shower. I looked at the shower stall and its more than big enough for the two of us.” Tim had been standing there looking at the other boy’s body. Bobi was only 5’ 2” tall compared to Tim’s 5’ 4” and was hairless from his neck down. The lack of pubic hair made his 5 inch cock and small balls look more prominent. He shook is head and began to disrobe; quickly removing his dockers, tee shirt, boots, and socks. Tim’s panties were frosted white, as opposed to Bobi’s pink ones. Now it was Bobi’s turn to stare. Tim still had all of his pubic hair and light peach fuzz on his arms and legs. He was happy that his cock was about a half inch longer than Bobi’s and thicker with bigger balls that hung down.
In the bath room, on a shelf next to the sink, was a basket filled with shampoo, conditioner, soap, tooth brushes, tooth paste, deodorant, disposable razors and shaving cream. The boys gathered up what they needed for the shower and stepped in. Bobi put the soap, shampoo and conditioner on the recessed shelves while Tim fiddled with the faucets for the shower. As if by mutual consent, they washed each other. After washing Tim’s top, bobi knelt down and began with his feet and moved up his legs. Tim felt a charge as Bobi began softly washing his dick and balls and then began on his ass. Unbidden, Tim’s cock began to harden under the soapy caresses of the other boy. After he rinsed off, he did the same for Bobi. Like Tim, Bobi got an erection from the washing and Tim was secretly proud to see that his cock was still the largest; sporting a 6 and a half inch boner as compared to Bobi’s 5 inch one. For the first time in his life, Tim was the big dog in the shower since all through school all of the other boys seemed to be bigger in the dick department than him.
Both boys put on their latex panties before donning the muted pink scrubs and sandals that Miko had provided. Bobi got his makeup kit and mirror from his suitcase and sat down at the table to do his face and hair. Tim went over to the tv to get the remote. Under the remote was a listing of the channels available. “Wow, all sex, all the time”, Tim addes a whistle to this statement. He brought the list over to Bobi so they could decide together.
Basic CATF TV
Sex
1 boy – girl
2 boy – boy
3 girl – girl
4 boy – shemale
5 girl – shemale
6 shemale – shemale
Bondage
7 boy – girl
8 girl – boy
9 boy – boy
10 girl – girl
11 boy – shemale
12 shemale – boy
13 girl – shemale
14 shemale – girl
15 shemale – shemale
Fetish
16 rubber boy
17 rubber girl
18 rubber shemale
19 leather boy
20 leather girl
21 leather shemale
Bobi wanted to look at either channel 9 or 11 while Tim was interested in channel 2 or channel 9 they compromised on channel 9 feeling that they would have time later for further exploration. Tim had only been with Paul as a lover and he had kept their sexual play to kissing and mutual masturbation. He convinced Tim to attend this school so he would gain the knowledge and experience in male to male love so that Paul would not have to break in a virgin. Bobi’s selections reflected the direction that his and Sir’s games and love making were going in.
Both young men sat and avidly watched the movie on the screen. They were watching a production already in progress. A very big man, dressed in a black leather thong, leather vest, boots and a full coverage leather hood was finishing touches on the bondage of a young man. The slave boy was kneeling on a spanking bench; straps and shackles held him to it at the ankles, knees, waist, upper back, and wrists. His master was inserting a set of nose hooks into his nostrils and then led the strap back to a ring on the waist belt and tightened it forcing the boy’s head up. From this angle you could see that the boy’s mouth was held open with a ring gag. The master’s hand reached behind him and came back with a 2 inch wide strap. “Just to warm you up pretty boy”, and he began to spank the slave with the strap. All you could hear was the whoosh of the strap, the splat sound it made and the grunts from the slave for the first 6 strokes. The camera zoomed in on the slave boy’s face and the lights twinkled in the tears forming in his eyes. Soon the grunts turned into crying and then screaming. The camera panned back and Tim and Bobi could see that the slave boy’s ass was turning a bright shade of red with flecks of blood where the strap broke the skin on the welts it was raising.
Finally the Master stopped and dropped the strap. He pulled off the cod piece of his thong and released his 9-inch cock. He reached between the boy’s legs and picked up a bottle of lube. Pouring a generous amount in his hand he coated his now erect dick from its purple head to the root. He used the excess lube to coat the slave’s asshole and used 2 fingers to push some inside. Placing on hand on the now shaking hip, and holding his gleaming cock with the other, he lined up a with an evil grin, rammed his cock all the way up the slave’s ass. The scream that this first thrust brought out was as if the boy had been torn in two. The master only waited a few seconds before withdrawing his dick until only the head remained in the ass of the screaming sex toy. The cruel man wasted no time and began roughly pistoning in and out of the tight boy-cunt. Streaks of shit and blood were clearly visible on the shaft. After 10 minutes of pumping the Master slammed into the ass one last time and stayed there as he coated the insides of the boy’s ass with his semen. After resting on the boy’s back for a short time, he pulled out his shit, blood, and cum streaked cock and to both Tim’s and Bobi’s amazement, it was still hard.
The Master walked around to the slave’s head and presented his hard cock at the the slave’s mouth. “Clean me and make me cum again, bitch. I want to see you use that tongue.” He placed his dick in the crying boy’s mouth. The boy stuck his tongue out and began to run it over the head. From the other side of the screen, another large man walked up to the bound young man. He lubed up and began fucking the slave. By this time the first Master was stroking the entire length of his cock in the mouth and throat of the slave. They both kept thrusting into the crying slave. The cock in his mouth prevented him from crying out and screaming but he seemed to be able to draw enough breath when his mouth rapist pulled back. The first master came in the boy’s mouth, the cum dripping out of his lips and dripping to the floor. He picked up the cod piece to his thong and left the scene without a word.
When the second Master ejaculated he too walked around to the boy’s head for his blowjob and a third man came in to fuck his ass. Bobi was squirming as he sat on the bed watching the scene before him. Tim noticed the other boy’s excitement but the idea of being gang banged by a group of men after being brutally whipped didn’t turn him on. They didn’t get to see how many men the slaveboy was forced to satisfy because Miko walked into the room before the scene was finished. Her uniform was now a latex French Maid outfit.
The followed the latex maid down to the first floor and into a room marked infirmary. There was no waiting area. On one side of the room was a desk, behind it sat a middle aged man in a white coat; Tim assumed that he was the doctor. Mistress Anya sat in a chair in front of the desk. The other two occupants of the room were two nurses. They were entirely dressed in white latex.
“Good afternoon boys, this is Dr. Jennings, he is the school doctor. This is where you will report if you are feeling sick or hurt, he and his staff will take care of you. We are going to give you a medical exam to make sure that you are in the best of health and are not carrying any diseases or STD’s. Our classes utilize a lot of practical experience so we have to be sure of your health. Please take off your scrubs so we can begin.” The boys complied with her request and were soon standing there in their panties. “In the future you should only dress in the uniforms provided by us. Remove the panties also. As a matter of fact, when you go back to your room later, give your suitcases to Miko and she will store them for you. Before you ask, Bobi, yes you may keep your makeup and stuff.”
The nurses took charge of the boys and ran them through the standard tests and recorded their height, weight, temperature , blood pressure and other items on the clipboards they carried. Next they took swabs of their mouths, penises, and outside and inside their asses. They had the boys sit in chairs and took 4 blood samples from each boy. The last procedure had each boy step up on a low platform and stand spread legged while a series of lasers played over his body. This was the body mapping unit that would be used as the template for their clothes and ultimately their bodies. The last step was particularily embarrassing for both boys. After the first scan, they were instructed to stroke their dicks until they had an erection and the scan on the pubic area was repeated.
Finally they were done, “I will have the results in about 36 hours so I will see you the day after tomorrow.”, the doctor was looking over the data on his laptop. The boys were allowed to dress in their scrubs but had to carry their panties in their hands to place them in their suitcases. Tim and Bobi packed up their cases and surrendered them to Miko who placed them outside their door. Next she had them strip out of their scrubs and don the night clothes that were laid out on their beds. Bobi had a pink babydoll with laced tap pants while Tim had grey silk PJ’s. Miko took the scrubs and sandals with her.
They were sitting on their beds in their night clothes watching standard boy – boy porn when Miko entered again, this time pushing a cart with the boys dinner. She placed their trays on the table and told them to enjoy. She and Mistress Anya would wake them up in the morning so that they could learn the school’s morning routine. They continued to watch the video while they ate. While watching a mutual oral session where two men pleased each other in a 69 position Tim said wistfully, “I wish that Paul and I had done that, but he said not until after I had been to this school. Have you sucked off Sir and had him make love to you in the ass?” Bobi looked up, “I have sucked Sir’s cock many times but he also said that he wouldn’t take me in the ass until I was better trained and more girly. That’s the main reason for me coming here, to become more feminine and learn how to act more like a girl. I think that he will be putting me on hormones and get breast implants before too long. What he really wants is a sissy boy and to tell you the truth, I want to become one for him.”
While Tim and Bobi watched a movie with two shemales as stars Dr Jennings and Anya met in his office. The DNA screening for Bobi completed and they began running the data through the modeling program. Both of the new students were enrolled in a very special program at the Capture and Training Facility.
Slavery was big business. Men and women around the world paid large sums of money to be the owner of another human being. The Capture and Training Facility supplied them with what they desired and collected the money. All manner of sadists, fetishists and sexual perverts could purchase their dreams there.
With the advances in plastic surgery, medical prosthetics, and drug and hormone treatments, a demand grew for passable transsexuals as slaves. Males, through extensive medical procedures, were converted into replicas of females. The market was not interested in full conversions; the buyers, both male and female, wanted their shemales to retain their cocks and balls. The operations and recovery took long periods of time and the results were not always perfect. Thus, the supply of acceptable shemales was always far less than the demand and the prices were astronomical. Plus the need to maintain the shemale on a regimen of hormones and other drugs proved to be inconvenient for their owners.
Master Tom, as the owner of the facility, was seriously seeking methods to 1) increase the percentage of acceptable shemales, and 2) reduce the costs in time and medical procedures to take advantage of the market. Several of his clients were involved in the genetic research and gene splicing industries and, for future considerations in their purchases, allowed him to contract several of the finest scientists in the field. The result of this collaboration was The Tank.
The original concept for The Tank was for recovery of accident victims and burn patients; that was until Master Tom saw another use for it. It was a nutrient filled clear lexon, coffin shaped tank equipped with sensors and support equipment to maintain the patient while the gene-based therapy modified the body. The patient or victim was kept in a coma like state during the entire procedure. Prior to being installed in The Tank, the future shemale had a complete genetic scan made from their DNA. Using this as a template, the DNA was modified using gene-splicing technology to install the desired characteristics. The resulting DNA strand was then packaged and installed in a virus. The virus replicated in a growth solution and was injected into the male where it began by replacing normal cell’s DNA with the new strand. When a high enough percentage of cells had been modified, the virus acted like an activator and the actual modification of the body began. Depending on the extent of modifications programmed into the new DNA, the conversion took between 30 and 60 days to complete. When the modifications were finished, they were permanent and the new shemale would keep her new body. The process could not be repeated on one that had already been treated due to protein markers left by the virus deactivating any new ones before they change the body.
Once the process was complete, the shemale would be removed from the tank and placed in a normal hospital bed under restraint. She would be allowed to waken from the coma she had been in and introduced to her new appearance. For the shemale, it was as it she had gone to sleep a male and woken up in the morning magically in this new female body. She had all of her male memories and attitudes. She would be tranquilized while her new function in life was explained to her. Her training as a shemale sex slave began within the hour. She was fully trained in between 4 to 6 months and offered for sale to the highest bidder.
The project was a success and the facility soon had more than a dozen tanks in full operation; turning out shemales in less than a third of the time that the surgical method took. For the time being, the process was the sole property of the Facility and they quickly became the largest supplier of quality shemale slaves in the world.
Every male brought into the facility was 3d scanned in the nude and evaluated for their suitability for conversion to a shemale. The morphing software modified the image and displayed the required tank time. If the software did not produce a suitably pretty image within a 60 day conversion cycle the slave was rejected for the program. Those that were acceptable had their images evaluated by Master Tom and a committee of his trainers.
Most of the newly de-tanked shemales had a difficult time with their first few weeks of training. Their male minds rejected their new bodies and rebelled against having to act like the sexy young feminine sluts that they had become. Aside from the constant whippings with the crop and strap to correct them during training, most of the sluts earned themselves several sessions of serious punishment. These were the sessions that Master Tom enjoyed most and he made sure he administered at least 3 a week.
Tim and Bobi were destined to go into the tank and emerge as gorgeous shemale sex dolls. Bobi would be minimally trained and returned to her master Sir; he would complete her training at his estate. Tim, who would be known as Lucy, was to complete the full training regime before returning to Master Paul. Both masters had spent time answering questionnaires about the look and manner of their idea shemale. Using this as a guide, Dr Jennings and Anya began manipulating the modeling program using Bobi’s scans and DNA. The came up with 3 body designs, they would require between 37 and 42 days in the tank to complete. They sent the three image sets in an encrypted email to Sir. While they waited for a reply, they began to work on Tim’s data. Soon three images of her future self were on their way to Master Paul.
Mistress Anya entered the “girl’s” room with Miko in tow pushing an equipment cart. In addition two of the rubber nurses accompanied them. Today, Anya was wearing a black latex catsuit with gloves and high heeled boots. Her long blond hair was gathered into a single braid, tied off with a latex ribbon. “OK ladies, rise and shine. It’s a new day and we have a lot to do.” She ordered them to strip and hand over their nightwear. The nurses collected the clothes and placed them in a plastic bag on the bottom of the equipment cart. It was then that the lessons started.
The boys were always to sit on the toilet when they had to go. That way if their lover came into the bathroom he would be greeted by a smiling face and warm mouth. If they were presented with a dick, they would take it into their mouth and begin sucking. “A proper submissive lover swallows everything that comes out of their mater’s cock.” Mistress Anya informed them, “Both of your master’s have expressed an interest in having you drink their piss on occasion so we will work on that in later lessons.” They were never to close the bathroom door either, as that would indicate that they were either rejecting their lovers or attempting to keep secrets from them; both actions were against the rules as they must always be available to provide pleasure to their lovers.
Next came the subject of body hair or more accurately the lack of it. As submissive lovers, they were expected to keep their bodies hairless below the neck and their faces smooth also. The sissies in training were directed to stand in the shower stall while the nurses donned white latex gloves to go along with their latex uniforms and retrieved jars of blue jell from the cart and several paint bushes. The nurses began with their feet and coated the boy’s bodies with the gel. “It will take several sessions but the gel will remove all of the hair on your bodies. A side effect of its hair removal feature is to kill off the roots so the hair will not grow back.” The rubber nurses discarded the larger brushes and used smaller ones to paint the gel over the boy’s beards. “You will be expected to perform this treatment daily until it is no longer necessary. Your bodies will be inspected for hair and cleanliness in your classes and you will be given demerits for any lapses. Punishments will be administered for demerits after dinner each night with escalation for repeat offenses.”
After they had waited an appropriate time, they were allowed to rinse the gel off. Tim was shocked to see all of the hair on his body swirling down the drain. Bobi, who was already shaving his pubes, chest, and legs, was delighted with his new look. They were handed fluffy towels and allowed to dry off. The nurses exchanged the gel for a large tube of another thick liquid. “This is a soothing ointment. It will soften your skin and ease any irritation you might feel from the gel. Again, you will be expected to use the cream after each time you bathe.” Tim smelled a flowery feminine scent from the cream and blurted out; “Mistress Anya, everything you are having us do is kind of girly. Are you sure Paul knows and approves of his?” “First of all, you have to ask permission to query any instructor here. You should start by saying Mistress Anya, may I ask a question? If I give permission, you may proceed but if I do not, you will stay quiet. This is a school rule. But this one time I will answer you, yes, Master Paul understands the training program you are enrolled in and approves so it is in your best interest to obey all instructions.” Tim was beginning to feel that he was in over his head.
Mistress Anya gave a sign that told the nurses and Miko that it was time to begin the second lesson. They removed 2 stool-like contraptions from the bottom of the cart and brought them into the shower stall and placed them on the floor The control cable and delivery hose were connected to receptacles in the wall. This lesson was on the mandatory morning cleaning enemas. While Miko and the nurses instructed the boys in the administration of their 3 retention enemas, Anya went down to Dr. Jennings office to see if there were any answers to the emails to the boy’s masters.
Anya walked into Dr. Jennings office. She just stood there and waited since the good doctor was busy; one of his latex nurses was on her knees enthusiastically deep throating his 9-inch cock. After a short time, he shot his load into her mouth. She cleaned her saliva and the last of his cum off his cock and balls before helping him pull up his pants. He swung his chair around to face his desk and noticed the mistress for the first time. The nurse remained kneeling on the floor in case the doctor needed her services again. “Why hello Anya, I was just going to message you. Good news! We have received messages from both of out new patient’s masters and they have approved their modifications.”
“That’s great news, Doctor. Which versions did they pick?” Anya smiled, this would speed up things considerably now that the negotiations on the sissy’s appearance was over. “Which ones did they choose?”
“Both Master Paul and Master Gregor went with our first recommendations. We just de-tanked T3 so I have two tanks available. I can transfer the programs and get them started today if you want.”
“That sounds good. The girls are getting their first enemas now and then they will shower and dress before they get breakfast. Send Miko a message to bring them down here after they eat.”
“Done, now while we are waiting my dear Anya, would you like to see out newest shemale wake up? We have her in Exam 2; Exam 1 is reserved for your 2 students.”
“I would love to but unfortunately, duty calls. Make sure you notify me when Lucy is de-tanked, she is going to require serious training and conditioning. Her master didn’t inform her of his plans for her so she will be an interesting student. I will see you then.
Capture and Training Facility
4 – Shemale Training
Codes: M+/tg, F+/tg, TG/tg, BDSM, DS, Bondage, Transgender, Modification, cbt, enema, latex, slavery, chastity belt, mc, torture, nc, severe
Mistress Anya waited while her slave/maid finished polishing her black latex catsuit. Soon the job was finished and the latex gleamed with high gloss from her neck to her toes. Miko helped her mistress into her knee length high heeled boots and the uniform was complete. She walked over to the full length mirror to perform a final inspection. The mirror reflected the image of a tall blond-haired woman encased in shiny latex that fit her like a second skin. Around her waist was a heavy latex waist cincher, also in black. The deep red lipstick and heavily made up eyes completed the picture of a cruel latex mistress. Behind her, in the mirror, she could see her maid, also dressed in latex but in pink and white, her eyes cast submissively to the floor.
She was running a little late; one of her students had required some extra persuasion with the crop before she showed the proper enthusiasm in her rimming lessons. Dr. Jennings would wait to wake the newest shemale, Lucy, until she got there though but she disliked being late. T14 would pay for this annoyance later tonight at the punishment session, but now it was time to go.
Lucy had gone into The Tank as Tim along with her friend Bobi 40 days ago. Bobi’s transformation had only taken 32 days and she had been shipped to her master, Gregor 2 days ago to begin her life as a shemale sex toy. She had looked so cute in her latex schoolgirl uniform. She had cried when they put her new 9-inch cock in the steel chastity device but Master Gregor firmly believed in keeping his slave’s clitty’s under control; but other than that, she had loved her new feminine body from the moment she woke up. Lucy, on the other hand, had no idea what Master Paul had planned and had no desire to become a feminine sissy shemale.
Mistress Anya entered Exam 2 where Lucy had been delivered after she had been de-tanked and had all of the sensors and tubes removed. Already in the room were Dr. Jennings and 2 of his nurses. One of the nurses was finishing up securing the unconscious new shemale to the exam table while the other was bent over a table with her latex skirt rolled up over her ass while the good doctor fucked her pussy. Miko followed her mistress into the room and waited by the door for orders.
Anya stood there with a smile on her face while Dr. Jennings plowed violently into his slave nurse. The doctor possessed a 10-inch long very thick cock and a pair of plum-sized balls and a very high sex drive. He once told Anya that he had to get off at least 6 times a day or he suffered from blue balls. Anya suspected that his sexual weaponry was not original equipment and that he had spent a little time in one of his own tanks. As he neared his orgasm, his stroking became faster and more powerful until he slammed into the helpless pussy and began pumping his semen. The nurse quickly got up from the table and spun around and dropped to her knees when he pulled out and cleaned his cock and balls so he could pull up his pants. The nurse stood and pulled up her latex panties and rolled down her white latex skirt.
Anya found it interesting that all of his nurses were built along the same lines; D or DD breasts, narrow waist and wide hips with a generously rounded ass. She knew that all of his nurses had a session in the tank before they were initiated into his hospital, it was a condition of his working arrangement with The Capture and Training Facility (CATF). He also liked them dressed in tight white latex uniforms and each nurse wore a unique name tag affixed to her blouse. Today it was N4 who got the fucking while N7 worked on Lucy.
With the sex show over, every one turned their attention to the next star attraction, the naked sleeping body on the exam table. Lucy retained her original 5’ 4” height but now she had the body of a woman. Her measurements were 38D – 20 – 36 and even lying on her back you could see she had a nicely rounded ass. Her adams apple had been re-absorbed into her body. Her breasts were high and firm on her chest with 2 inch areola and thick half inch nipples. Her hair was now honey blond with lighter streaks that set off her green eyes. She no longer had man’s hands and feet, they had shrunk down to a more feminine size. The procedure had even re-absorbed one set of ribs. As a matter of fact, the only thing about her body that did not scream girl was the 5-inch limp penis and the walnut sized testicles. Aside from the top of her head, her eyebrows and eyelashes not a single hair grew on her body.
“You know Doc, you do very nice work, very nice indeed. How long will her cock be when she gets a hard-on?”
“About 8 inches long and about 1 and three quarters of an inch thick. I had one of the girls stroke it so we could verify the size. She oozes pre-cum as soon as she is excited and she should cum fairly large volumes. Its fairly impressive equipment and should give her great pleasure when she is allowed to use it.” It was easy to hear the pride in his voice. She has also been given obedience conditioning while she was in The Tank so she should be a little easier to handle.”
“No fem training I hope. Master Paul wants her to wake up with her original boy mind intact.”
“No, she will wake up with Tim’s mind. I only gave her a general attitude to obey her owners no matter what. It should speed up the training process a little and enhance her humiliation when she finds her self giving in to orders she doesn’t want to do.” The doctor nodded to his 2 nurses and N4 injected Lucy with the prepared stimulant. The nurses covered her body with a thick latex sheet and fastened it above her shoulders. N7 operated the control that tipped the exam table up to about a 30 degree angle and Mistress Anya positioned her self at the new shemale’s feet. The others moved to stand behind her head so the only person Lucy would see when she awoke was the mistress in all her latex glory.
It took about 5 minutes for the stimulants to take effect. Lucy began attempting to move her arms and legs but the straps holding her fast to the exam table prevented her. The only freedom she had was the ability to move her fingers, toes, and, in a limited manner, her head. It took another 5 minutes for her to fully wake up and she spent part of that time fighting her bonds. She tried to cry out but the only sounds she made were small croaking sounds. As her eyes began to focus properly she recognized Mistress Anya and calmed down a little as her memories of the recent past came back to her.
“That’s a good girl, just keep calm and quiet for now, I have some things to tell you and they are very important.” Anya had her full attention now. “First of all you were not sent here by your boyfriend to learn to be a better homosexual lover. You are here to be trained to be his slave. That is what we do here at the Capture and Training Facility, we acquire young men and women and train them to be slaves for masters and mistresses around the world. Most of our slave stock is kidnapped off of the street, some naturally submissives find us and give themselves willingly, and some are sent here by their masters and mistresses to be trained. You are in the latter category, so was your friend Bobi.”
“I know it feels like you have woken up from a long night’s sleep but it has been much longer than that. We kept you unconscious while we made some of the physical changes your master requested. Would you like to see the result?”
Lucy tried to say yes but her voice was still not working so she nodded her head instead. Mistress Anya made a gesture and Miko walked up to Lucy’s side with a small glass in her hand. “First drink this, it will help get your voice working again.” Miko held the glass to Lucy’s lips and the obedience training she had had made her drink the contents. While Miko put the glass down, Mistress Anya stepped to the side so that Lucy could see her self in the full length mirror she had been standing in front of. Miko released the latex sheet that was covering Lucy and pulled it off of her. This was the moment that they all loved, the first time a male captive saw the feminized body that The Tank created. Anya felt her pussy become positively wet as she watched, first shock and then horror over the changes show on the shemale’s face. Dr. Jennings scrubs were tented out by the erection he was sporting. While Anya resisted the urge slip her hand between her legs and play with her pussy, the doctor motioned one of his nurses over and quickly rammed his cock down her throat, fucking her face with savage thrusts.
The drink that Miko had given Lucy counter acted the drug that had paralyzed her vocal cords. “Wh … What have you done to me? Oh My God, You’ve turned me into a girl!” Lucy’s voice was now a very feminine soprano but she didn’t seem to notice that yet. Anya took up the crop she had hanging from a hook on her corset and quickly delivered three sharp strokes, one to the head of her cock and one to each of the sissy’s nipples. “You will not speak unless given permission. The only sounds I want to hear out of that mouth are screams of pain.” Mistress Anya stood with her hands on her hips and glared down at the now screaming and crying shemale. “The sissy you see in the mirror is what you are now. You are a slave and your appearance is what your Master requested. You are here to be trained to serve. I suggest you quickly embrace your slavery and submission; it will make your life a little less painful.”
Anya was forced to add several more strokes with her crop when Lucy continued to protest what had been done to her and then she changed her crop for a cattle prod. Lucy received her first shock from this devilish device on her stomach and the room was filled with her screams as she bucked fiercely against the straps that held her. When she finally relaxed, her body was covered in fear-sweat and she was visibly shaking. “Now that we have that foolishness out of the way, Dr. Jennings is going to examine you and then we will start your training.”
T4 operated the controls that raised Lucy’s knees and spread her legs wide while the other nurse rolled a low stool over to the foot of the exam table. She also rolled over a utility cart that was covered with a latex sheet, disguising what lay underneath. The doctor stepped up to the side of the table and began his examination. He looked at her eyes and peered into her ears. Nurse T7 removed the latex sheet from the utility cart and handed Dr Jennings an unusual set of forceps. Where the end of the jaws would be, two flattened curved bars and on the other end along with the hand holes, was a ratchet mechanism. They were called Molt-Retractor Dental Forceps and they were used to force open and hold a person’s mouth for oral and dental examinations. Using one hand to press inward on her jaw to pop it open he slipped the forceps into Lucy’s mouth with the other and compressed the handle end to open her mouth about two and a half inches wide. Taking his time, he examined her tongue and teeth before releasing the ratchet and removing the forceps.
Using both hands, he began roughly squeezing her breasts, pushing his fingers deep into the D Cup flesh. She moaned and cried out as his fingers sunk deeply into her tit flesh in a sadistic parody of a breast exam. Mistress Anya raised the cattle prod and pressed the contact causing blue electric sparks to flow between the contacts so that Lucy could see it as a warning. She got the non-verbal message, screaming and crying were allowed, if not encouraged, but no words were to be spoken without permission. Dr, Jennings continued to maul her breasts, seemingly more interested in causing her pain than gaining any actual medical information. After several minutes, the doctor released her breasts and pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He squeezed and tugged on her nubs, starting another round of screaming on the heels on the last. He pulled up, forming the new sissy tits into painful cones. He twisted her nipples painfully and shook them violently, eliminating any pretense that this was for medical reasons. Lucy’s screams echoed in the ceramic tiled room.
The doctor shifted his position to the stool between Lucy’s legs. He donned a pair of latex gloves and proceeded to measure her flaccid cock, noting both its length and circumference. Nodding to N7, she lubed her hands and began stroking and manipulating Lucy’s cock and balls. It took some time but finally Lucy sported a full erection and the doctor repeated his measurements. He also noted the size of her testicles and ball sack. He removed the latex gloves and donned another pair while N7 lubricated a three prong speculum and handed it to the doctor. He inserted it into Lucy’s rectum while T7 held her cock and balls out of the way. He began by opening her ass to about 1 inch and used a flashlight to illuminate the interior of the sissy’s ass. “It looks like we do have a virgin here. She was telling Master Paul the truth, I don’t believe that she has ever had a cock in her ass.”
Lucy was crying from the pain of the intrusion. The doctor was correct, she was an anal virgin. The speculum was causing her a lot of pain and it only got worse when the doctor expanded it to 2 inches. Her screaming was loud and desperate now and she felt like she was being ripped open by the cruel tool.
The doctor released the locking ratchet on the speculum and removed it. Lucy’s screaming died down to crying and moaning. She lay there strapped to the exam table, covered in sweat from her ordeal.
“Mistress Anya, it looks like your newest sissy is ready to begin her training. She’s going to make a very sexy slave when she learns her place. I hope you will bring her around for a little session later on, I would love to try her out.” His approval of her sexuality and response to pain was evident by his erection tenting his pants again.
“Thank you Doctor for all of your good work and I will be happy to let you take Lucy for a test drive if you will promise not to get too enthusiastic with her. You do have a reputation you know and the amout of time your nurses spend in the infirmary as patients seems to back that up.” The doctor raised his hands and tried to adopt an innocent demeanor.
“I will be most happy to guarantee that I will cause her no damage that I cannot repair quickly and completely. I am looking forward to this session.”
Hearing this conversation had Lucy in a panic. She had learned to fear Mistress Anya but the idea of being at the mercy of the sadistic doctor went beyond fear. It took all of her will power not to beg the mistress not to loan her to him. She would willingly become the most feminine of shemales if she could only avoid his touch.
“Its time to get started.” Anya turned to the latex nurses, “You two, get her ready and take her down to the training room, I will be waiting for you.” The nurses acknowledged their new orders and began collecting items of latex clothing and bondage and placed them on the utility cart. She cast her gaze at the hardon that was still tenting the doctor’s pants. “Miko, why don’t you remain here for a little while and provide the good doctor with some relief. Its only fair since I am borrowing his regular fuck holes that you fill in for them while they are gone.” Even though the last thing she wanted to do was remain with the Doctor as his sex toy she smiles and, with a curtsey, said, “I would love to help the Doctor, Thank you Mistress.”
Lucy remained still and followed orders while the nurses released her from the exam table. They placed shoes with 5-inch heels on her feet and ankle cuffs connected by a short length of chain. Another set of cuffs were placed on her wrists and locked behind her back. A large ball gag was press into her mouth with the strap pulled tight. The final addition was a collar made of metal and leather around her neck. The nurses stood on either side of her and helped her to stand for the first time in the very high heels. They gave her a minute or two to get used to her new footwear. On the other side of the room, Miko was on her knees in front of the Doctor while he slowly pumped his 10-inch cock in and out of her mouth and throat. He would slide in until her nose was buried in his pubic hair and hold her there before slowly withdrawing until just the head of his massive prick remained in her mouth.
The nurses gave one final glance at the Doctor and Miko and led Lucy out of the room. The hallway way deserted and there were no clocks or windows so she had no idea what time it was. The walk down the hallway seemed endless as she tried to balance on the high heels with the chain restricting her to small steps but finally they arrived at a door that led into the training room. The room was large, about 30 feet on a side, and painted in a neutral grey. There were a large number of pod-lights in the 20 foot ceiling to illuminate the room. In the back of the chamber were a free standing toilet and sink and a shower with the now familiar enema stool in a tiled area. Next to this were a vanity and 2 fairly large wardrobe closets. Near the door was a large chair that could only be described as a throne on a raised pedestal. Behind the throne were several full height cabinets and a large amount of bondage equipment and punishment devices. Near the left wall were a metallic cage like you would use for a large dog but Lucy doubted that it had housed any occupants of the canine persuasion and a metal framed twin sized bed with a thin mattress but no sheet, blanket or pillow. Arrayed around the right side of the room was a variety of furniture more appropriate in a dungeon than a classroom. There were frames, a chair with no seat, a padded sawhorse, and even a rack, and several other devices she had no idea what they were.
Lucy was brought to a position in front of the throne and, using a remote control, N4 activated a winch that lowered a 3 foot steel bar to just over her head. The released her cuffs from behind her back and attached them to D-rings on the ends of the bar. They raised the bar until her arms were extended but not tight and proceeded to release the chain between her ankle cuffs and spread her legs apart to attach them to folding D-rings spaced 4 feet apart on the floor. They used the remote to apply tension until she was standing in a spread eagle. Most of her weight was still on her feet but there was no slack at all. The nurses took turns stroking her cock, which surprisingly had remained erect since her exam, and kissing her on the cheek. Then they patted her on the ass. “Have a nice life, sissy whore.” Was their parting shot as they left the room.
Across the hall in a room the staff like to call the teacher’s lounge, Mistress Anya was kneeling on a vinyl covered pad fucking herself on a rubber hooded slave boy as she watched two of the active screens on the monitor wall. She had ordered the slave to the mat when she arrived and had snapped the blindfold in place but left the mouth available for later. She was already working up to her third orgasm. The slave, of course, had not cum. It was a serious offense for a slave to have an orgasm without permission and he was well trained.
The other occupant was a large man sitting on a comfortable chair idly stroking his cock while he watched the screens. He was Master Jeb, and he would play the next part in Lucy’s training. One screen showed Lucy in her spread eagle bondage while the other showed the scene in Exam 1 with Dr. Jennings and Miko. The Doctor was slamming his dick into the petite maid’s ass. After cuming down her throat, the Doctor had her bend over the exam table, pull down her frilly latex panties, and proceeded to give her 20 hard strokes with the cane. She was crying out in pain with every thrust of the man’s hips. The nurses entered the room while the Doctor was finishing up in the maid’s ass. After he pulled out, Miko got up from the exam table and knelt down in front of him and began cleaning the remains of her ass and his cum from his dick and balls as she had been taught. Mistress Anya had achieved her orgasm and raised herself off of the slave’s dick and moved up to his face. “Clean me”, was her curt order.
The screen showed Miko putting her panties back on and with a curtsy to the Doctor she walked off the screen. Anya stood up a stretched with feline grace. Seeing Miko enter the training room and assuming position 1 next to the throne, she turned to Jeb. “I’m going to take a bath and change into my teaching uniform. Why don’t you introduce the new shemale to the flogger while I’m busy?”
“That sounds like an excellent idea, Anya. Are we still on for later tonight?” Master Jeb was pulling up his latex jock strap and coiling his now semi erect cock into the cod piece.
“Yes we are. Give me a few hours to get her started and then you and the boys can join us for a little party.”
When Master Jeb entered the training room a few minutes later, both slaves were in the positions they had been in on the screen. He walked over to the throne and Miko broke position to crawl forward and plant a kiss on each of the man’s boots and return to her place by the throne. She was kneeling with her knees spread, her hands were clasped behind her, and her head was lowered so she stared at the floor in front of her. “Stand” The maid rose to her feet and assumed the display position. Her feet were spread to about shoulder width. Her hands were clasped behind her neck with her forearms parallel to the floor, and she looked straight ahead.
He made a show of examining her smudged makeup and tear tracks on her face. “Looks like you have been a bad girl, slave. Tell me why you have presented yourself to me in this condition.”
“Master Jed, Mistress Anya ordered me to entertain Dr. Jennings while his nurses transferred and prepared the sissy in front of the throne. I was throat fucked, caned, and fucked in the ass.”
“Show me.”
Miko turned around and lowered her panties, bent over and held her skirt and frilly petticoat up and out of the way. He reached out and felt the welts that the cane had raised. He added a couple of slaps to her ass.
“It looks like he did a good job on your ass slut. Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Oh yes, Master. The Doctor is very masterful and knows how to treat a lowly slave. The cane was very painful and he is very big so he hurt my throat and ass when he used them.”
“You will report to me for punishment when you are done helping Mistress Anya with this training session. Slaves should always look their best for a Master, not with running, and smugged makeup. Now go clean yourself up while I attend to the sissy.”
Lucy had been watching and listening from her position hanging just a few feet from the pair. Miko had been treated horribly by the Doctor and now she was going to be punished by one Master for following the instructions of a Mistress. The life of a slave here at CATF was so unfair. Master Jeb went over to the punishment devices hanging on the wall and selected a flogger with a wooden handle and lots of heavy suede strips about 18 inches long.
He walked back to where Lucy hung and began swinging the whip through the air. He walked around her, inspecting all of her body. Lucy was so afraid, she began begging behind her ball gag. When he was behind her she heard the whooshing of the whip passing through the air and suddenly she felt streaks of fire across her ass as his first blow struck. It took a second or two for the pain to really register and then she screamed in response. The ball gag kept the noise down to a manageable level and stopped her from begging. The next stroke was to her belly and she fought to bend over but her bonds held her in position. Jeb was a mater of the whip, he spaced each his strokes so that Lucy was able to extract all of the pain possible before delivering the next. No part of her body, from her knees to her neck, was exempt from its fiery touch.
Lucy had long since screamed herself horse, but her tears still flowed. She had hung from her wrists since her legs had given out. In fact, the only portion of her that looked alive and well was her cock; which had maintained its erect state even when Master Jeb delivered several direct upward strokes to both her cock and balls. Whether it was because of the modifications to her libido or her submissive training or a combination of both, she seemed to revel in her pain.
Miko had returned to her place by the throne during the whipping and she remained there when Master Jeb returned the whip to its place on the wall. Lucy prayed that she would loose consciousness so that she could escape from the fiery pain. Slowly she regained some of her strength and stood atop the high heels, thus removing some of the strain on her shoulders.
Thirty minutes later Mistress Anya entered the room followed by 2 male slaves. The Mistress wore a short flared red leather skirt over thigh high stockings and knee high boots with 6 inch heels. Her top was a red leather jacket and around her waist she wore an equipment belt. In contrast, the slaves were naked. The only exceptions were their collars and sandals. They were also hairless below their necks. They maintained their position behind Anya as she stepped up to inspect Lucy.
“I see you have met Master Jeb, slut. He likes to give our new students their initial whipping. I hope you like him because he and a few of his friends are coming down here in a few hours for a party.” She turned and walked back towards the throne. “Get the sissy whore ready for her lessons.” She barked to the other slaves.
The slaves replaced Lucy’s high heels with a pair of plastic high heels and released her from her spread eagle. They each grabbed an arm and led her over to the shower. They warned her not to speak and removed the ball gag. The first order of business was breakfast; they had her kneel before a dildo mounted on the wall and take it in her mouth. They fastened straps around her head to hold the dildo in her mouth and pressed a button. A thick paste like substance was pumped into her mouth and she was warned to swallow it all or she would be whipped again. After a while the paste was replaced with an acrid tasting liquid, and when it stopped, they released her head.
The next step was the enema stool. They had her sit on the stool with the plug inserted about an inch into her ass. They fastened a strap across her hips to hold her in place and had her grasp a lever between her legs and pull up until it locked in place. This inserted the plug deeper in her ass. When she pressed the button on the lever, the plug expanded in her ass and warm fluid was pumped into her. Lucy was feeling more and more uncomfortable as the fluid filled her abdomen. Just before she felt like she was going to burst, the pumping stopped. The plug forced her to hold the solution for 10 minutes before it deflated and retracted to allow her to expel the fluid. Her cock was inside a clear plastic shield and she was told that she should pee as this would be her only chance for a while. The stool repeated its filling, retention, and expelling cycle 3 more times before the lever released and the strap opened.
Her legs were weak as they half carried her over to the shower head and fastened her wrists to a pair of cuffs over her head. Miko had removed her uniform and replaced her heels with the same plastic ones that Lucy was wearing. She turned on the luke-warm shower and began washing her hair and body. Lucy was told that the plastic high heels were necessary since all female and shemale slaves had shortened Achilles’ tendons and were unable to stand flatfooted anymore. Miko worked quickly standing there in her black latex bra, rumba panties, latex corset, and thigh high latex stockings. When she was done and Lucy was rinsed off, the male slaves dried her with large towels. Miko then spread some soothing cream all over her body.
The males began fitting a heavy latex corset on her while Miko replaced her plastic shoes with regular high heels after rolling on pink tinted latex stockings. Like before, the shoes had ankle straps that locked them on her feet. While on her knees, she took a little time to stroke Lucy’s cock and fondle her balls; bringing her to the point of climax and then stopping. Lucy looked like she was going to beg her to finish so Miko gave her testicles a warning squeeze. With her hand still holding the shemale’s balls she put her index finger of her other hand to her lips to reinforce the no talking warning. The males released her hands and brought them around her back and recuffed them. They placed her hands and arms in a single sleeve arm binder and laced it tightly, drawing her elbows close together. Straps on the sides of the arm binder were attached to D-rings on the corset locking her arms tightly to her back. The arm binder also forced her shoulders back, thrusting Lucy’s tits out. Miko unrolled the first two inches of a condom and rolled the rest over Lucy’s cock. Quickly, the tip collected the drops of pre-cum that oozed from her piss hole.
They led her over to the vanity and sat her down on the stool, fastening a belt over her thighs to hold her there. Miko looked her in the eyes through the mirror. “Pay close attention to what I do now, you will be expected to do it for yourself soon.” Miko proceeded to fix her hair and apply makeup. Before long, She was converted from a pretty girl to a sexy, sultry whore. Miko picked up a penis gag and fastened it in her mouth.
The next several hours were spent instructing Lucy on how to walk, sit, and stand as a sexy woman. Miko would demonstrate and then it was Lucy’s turn. Mistress Anya took a stern approach to her training. She would accept nothing less than perfection and would quickly apply her crop for any mistakes. She would also use the crop when she felt that Lucy was not giving 100% or if she did not show a happy attitude. Although the marks from Master Jeb’s whipping were fading, she now had a whole new crop of fresh ones to replace them. Mistress Anya allowed Lucy several breaks during the training. Lucy assumed the kneeling display position and Miko would bring over a bottle of liquid with a straw. She did not have to remove the penis gag since it had a hole that the straw fit in so Lucy could suck the liquid into her mouth.
All three slaves took turns teasing Lucy’s cock during the breaks and when she was still. Early on the tears of frustration flowed down her cheeks and dripped onto her breasts. Mistress Anya was able to gage both Lucy’s level of excitement and frustration by the increasing amount of pre-cum in the condom. When the level reached Lucy’s dickhead, she had Miko replace it with a new one. The full condom was knotted and placed on a silver tray at the Mistresses’ side. By the time the third condom was filled, Lucy was exhausted and in pain. She had spent hours walking, sitting and kneeling and her feet and legs ached from the strain of the high heels she was forced to wear. Her breathing was restricted by the tight-laced corset, and her shoulders were under stress from the arm binder.
Mistress Anya called a halt to the training session and had all of the slaves line up in front of her. She walked up to Lucy. “Well slut, you have learned your lessons to an acceptable level. I think that you should thank your fellow slaves for all of their hard work, don’t you?” Lucy was too frightened of the masterful woman and nodded her head in agreement. The mistress stepped back and snapped her fingers, Lucy was ordered to assume position 1 and Miko came forward. She removed the penis gag from Lucy’s mouth after warning her again to keep quiet. Miko reached around her back and unfastened her bra, revealing a perfect set of C cup tits glistening from her sweat. She tossed the bra off to one side and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and removed them also. When she stood with her legs spread Lucy was shocked to see a cock flipping out from its hiding place between Miko’s thighs. It quickly came erect to its full 7 inch size.
“That’s right slut, Miko is a shemale just like you.” Anya allowed her a minute to assimilate this new information before ordering Miko to prepare Lucy’s special drink. Miko removed the condom from Lucy’s dick and spent a few moments teasing it again before walking over to the throne. She carefully poured the contents of the rubber into a glass before adding the pre-cum from the other two condoms. She carried the glass with about 4 ounces of pre-cum over to Lucy and knelt down. Holding the glass to her lips with one hand, she used the other to softly stroke Lucy’s cock. “Drink it or you will be punished.” Lucy had tasted her cum when she masturbated as Tim but she had never thought of drinking so large an amount of her own emission; but fear of punishment and her obedience conditioning took over and she quickly drained the glass.
Putting the empty glass aside, Miko stood before her with her cock an inch from Lucy’s lips. “Kiss it Lucy, kiss my shemale clitty.”
Without even thinking Lucy pursed her lips and bent forward to kiss the head of the first cock she ever had touched with her mouth. She planted a warm, closed-mouth kiss on its head.
“Now lick it.”
She stuck out her tongue and ran it over the head, collecting a bead of Miko’s pre-cum as she did. She noticed that it tasted sweeter than her own had and wondered if that was due to Miko’s Asian heritage.
“Taste it girlie, take the head into your mouth and run your tongue over it.”
Miko moaned in pleasure as she felt Lucy’s hot mouth and tongue on the head of her cock. She had to exert the utmost control not to ram her little used tool down the sissy’s throat and fuck her face until she came. Mistress had given her and the male slaves specific instructions on what to do, and now it was time to take the anal cherry of the new shemale slut. She stepped back, pulling her cock from Lucy’s mouth, and went around behind her and knelt down. The males grabbed Lucy’s arms and bent her over so her forehead rested on the padded floor. They assisted her in raising her hips to the correct height for Miko to enter her ass. Lucy’s ass had been lubricated earlier by the enema stool so Miko lined up her cock with her puckered hole and began to push her way in. Lucy cried out as the head entered her anal passage. Even the pain of entry could not stop her head from spinning. Here she was, converted into a shemale sex slave, and being fucked, not by her lover, but by another shemale. And her lover “Master” Paul had arranged all of this.
Miko worked her cock in and out of Lucy’s tight hot ass until she was in to her full 7 inch length and then began seriously fucking. She reached around the bound sissy and began to stroke her cock. The plan was to continue fucking Lucy’s ass while keeping the poor shemale on the verge of cumming until Mistress Anya gave them permission. Lucy would have her first shemale orgasm while her partner fucked her and came in her ass.
Lucy was really getting into the fucking now. At first the cock in her ass had hurt but the pain slowly went away and now it began to give her pleasure. Miko’s expert manipulation of her cock helped. All she could think of was how good it felt to be fucked and how desperately she wanted to cum. Mistress Anya recognized the signs and waited an additional 5 minutes before giving the signal to Miko. In less than 2 strokes the slave maid began pumping semen deep in her slave lover’s ass and as soon as she began to cum, she finished off Lucy’s cock and it began shooting its load onto the floor.
As soon as Miko recovered from her orgasm she removed her still hard tool from Lucy’s ass and walked around in front of her.
“Clean me. Use that slut mouth of yours to clean your mess off of my cock and balls.”
Lucy did not hesitate before extending her tongue and leaning forward to begin her cleaning duties. She tasted Miko’s cum for the first time mingled with the taste of her ass. It did not take long before she had removed all traces of their love making from the maid’s genitals.
“Now take my dick in your mouth and suck it a bit”
One of the male slaves had crouched down and began to tease Lucy’s cock. Lucy opened her mouth and slowly engulfed the other sissy’s hard cock. She worked her head forward and back, taking the first couple of inches into her mouth and drawing back until only the head remained.
“Deeper whore, I want your nose to press against my pubic bone.”
Lucy tried to take the whole 7 inches but she began to gag when the cock head tried to enter her throat. Miko grabbed Lucy’s head and jammed her dick all of the way in. Lucy tried to fight back because now she was gagging and unable to breathe. Miko pulled her head back and Lucy coughed and tried to breathe. As soon as she had managed to draw in a couple of breaths, Miko thrust in again. She began a bizarre rhythm of a series of short strokes in Lucy’s throat and then pulling back to allow the shemale to gulp some air. The cycle was repeated over and over until Mistress Anya spoke one word.
“Cum.”
Miko pulled her cock back until only the head remained inside and began spurting cum into Lucy’s mouth. “Swallow it all girlie, don’t spill a drop.” As with every other warning, failure meant punishment so Lucy obediently swallowed the thick cum. After 5 spurts, Miko seemed to be finished and Lucy made to release the cock from the confines of her mouth. “Keep sucking slut, you don’t stop until either I pull out, or you have made sure you have gotten every drop.” After another minute, Miko pulled out.
Miko turned and faced her Mistress. Anya looked interested as she queried the sissy maid. “So Miko, how was she?” Miko delivered her report standing there with her still erect cock bobbing slowly. “She was adequate during the anal sex but she needs a lot more practice at cocksucking Mistress.”
“I’m sure Master Jeb and his friends will help her get that practice when they come down. You will be staying here with her since you have a punishment date with Jeb after their party. Get me an ice bag and your cage, you won’t be using your cock for a while since I know Jeb has no use for it.” She waved her hand to the two male slaves. “Since you were so good helping during the session its only fair that you get a turn with the sissy. You have my permission to play with her for a while, once in her ass and once in her mouth each. When you are done, leash her to the ceiling chain and spread her legs. You can report to the slave pens after you are done.”
Miko had tears in her eyes as she approached the mistress with some items in her hand. She handed them to the mistress with her eyes pleading and assumed the standing display position. Anya took the ice pack and held it with the towel Miko had included and pressed it to her cock and balls. She held it there for several minutes before removing it. The effect on Miko’s cock was almost shocking, from its erect state of 7 inches, it was now only 4 inches long and flaccid. The cage consisted of a hinged ring and a 3 inch bent tube with 2 bars curved over one end. Mistress looped a string around the small head of Miko’s cock and dropped the other end through the tube. She then inserted her cock into the tube and used the string to pull it through the narrow diameter pipe until the cock head touched the metal bars and the tube covered the length of the shaft. She slipped the hinged ring behind Miko’s balls and around the base of her penis and closed it. A small tab on the end of the tube fit into a notch in the ring and the two items were locked together with a tiny padlock. She loosened the loop of string and removed it.
The male slaves made sure that Lucy could see what was happening as one rammed into her ass and the other teased her cock.
“OK, Miko, get yourself cleaned up and put on your serving girl uniform for the boys tonight. You may talk with Lucy until Master Jeb gets here. Let her know the rules and how life is here. I will see you when he is done with you.”
“Mistress, yes Mistress, thank you Mistress” Being back in her chastity tube brought out the submissive in the latex maid.
With that, Mistress Anya left the room and the slaves to perform their duties. The cameras in the room allowed the guards in the Security Room to monitor that the slaves did what they were told. If they did deviate from their orders, they were all wearing the Facility’s shocking collars and they could trigger them remotely if needed.
Miko finished redressing as the males were leaving the training room. Before they left they had stood Lucy up on her feet and attached a spreader bar to her ankles and locked it to a ring in the floor. The straps holding her arm binder to the corset had been loosened and the ring at the bottom of the arm binder was attached to a cable running from a winch on the ceiling. They tightened the winch until Lucy was bent over and her arms rose at a 45 degree angle. The last thing that they did was to insert a set of stainless steel nose hooks into her nostrils and attach and tighten the strap to the back D-ring on her corset. With a slap on her ass, they left the room to return to the slave pens as ordered.
Miko stood next to the throne with her legs spreadand her hands held behind her back. Her new uniform covered less that the last on did. The black latex maid’s uniform did not cover her breasts at all and the skirt was so short that you could see her butt cheeks in the back and the end of her chastity tube in the front. She was not wearing panties or a bra so all of her charms were on display.
“Lucy, listen carefully and do not speak. Mistress has instructed me to explain the rules here and something about your life going forward. You are now a slave; what ever you thought about this being a school for gay lovers is false. There is only one important rule here at CATF, absolute and immediate obedience. You will obey all orders given to you by any Master or Mistress here. You will obey and you will always act like you are happy to obey; otherwise you will be punished, severely. The whipping you got from Master Jeb was only an initiation, a punishment whipping is much worse. You are here to be trained to be a feminine sissy shemale, and when you are trained you will be returned to your Master. He will keep you until her tires of you or tortures you to death. If he tires of you he will either sell you to one of his friends or return you here to be auctioned to the highest bidder. If no one buys you, you will become the star in a snuff film. Remember, there are no old slaves.”
“You saw the chastity device that Mistress Anya put on me. It was 57 days since it was last off of my cock and I have no idea when it will be removed and I will be allowed to have an orgasm again. There are slaves I have met that have been chastised for 10 years and have not had an orgasm. Enjoy the freedom and orgasms you are having now because all too soon you will locked up like me.”
Miko fell silent and Lucy stood there in her bondage and reflected on her day and what she had learned. She had difficulty concentrating on any single subject because of the pain she was in. Her feet hurt terribly from the unfamiliar heels, her ass and throat were both sore from the cocks of the three slaves that had used her, and her shoulders felt like they were being pulled from their sockets. Her mind kept going back to the three fantastic orgasms given to her by the hands of her slave lovers as they raped her ass. Those three mind blowing orgasms almost made the rest of what happened to her worth while.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Master Jeb and 4 other Masters entered the room. They wasted no time and ordered Miko between her legs. Lucy thought she was in heaven when Miko took her cock into her mouth and throat and fondled her balls. Master Jeb walked around her and plunged his cock into her sore ass and began fucking with brutal strokes. He orderd her to use her ass muscles to squeeze his cock and to push back like she was enjoying it. A second Master stood in front of her and pushed his cock into her throat. They set up a rhythm with one pulling out while the other thrust in moving her body back and forth to assist them. They yelled at her and used their ever present crops when she failed to squeeze down or use her tongue on her rapists. When Master Jeb came in her ass Miko used her mouth to bring her to an orgasm too. For the next several hours Lucy was continuously raped by the men. She lost count of the number of times she was fucked in the mouth and ass. Miko continued to give her an orgasm every time a master came in her ass and Lucy’s cock never left her mouth the whole time.
Lucy was practically unconscious when the men were finished with her. Master Jeb stayed when the other men left the room. He had Miko unfasten her from her bondage and take her over to the toilet to pee. She removed the arm binder and put cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She used a leash to lead her over to the cage in the corner and locked her in for the night. Master Jeb placed cuffs on Miko and clipped a leash to her collar and led her out of the room. Lucy quickly drifted off to an exhausted sleep.
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