Archive-name: Slaves/lind207.txt
Archive-author: Master Paul
Archive-title: The Epic Adventures of Linda in Life
Part 2 - Chapter 7
LINDA'S TRAINING AND OBEDIENCE BEGIN IN
MARLA'S CASTLE OF "HELL"
Having reflected, with pleasure, about what He would next do with
His personal and complete slave and submissive, linda, Master
Paul turned to survey the sights and scenes before Him.....the
still begging, moaning, gurgling and screaming blond slave hung
in the imprisoning blocks and rams a very short distance away and
her Mistress, Mistress Marla, who was extracting the last ounce
of "flight" out of the pleading, begging, moaning blond with
hissing and swishing applications of the well oiled and
continuously slapping cat, alternated with torments to the
extremely rigid nipples and wide spread sex of the writhing
blond.
At the moment, Mistress Marla had her fist buried inside her
"charge" and was amplifying and and orchestrating the beggings,
screamings and moanings in a way all too familiar to Master Paul.
The belly muscles of the blond rolled in continuous and constant
spasms of pleasure and reaction to the activity being visited
upon her feminine insides by this she-devil expert in such
matters......who knew, perhaps better than Her "subject", what
affects the manipulations were having and would have.
As the beggings and moanings grew louder and more urgent in
nature, Mistress Marla quickly popped Her closed fist out of the
expanded wet cavity, causing the sweating blond to snap her head
forward and stare at the She-devil in absolute fear and horror as
the results of the quick manuever tore through her and then left
her EMPTY..........and wanting to be refilled in the extreme.....
"......Oh, NO MISTRESS!!!!.......PLEASE, MISTRESS.....
...PPPPPLLLLEEEAAASSSEEE DON'T STOP NOW...OH PLEASE? I'LL DO
ANYTHING YOU ASK...AANNYYTTHHIINNGG!!! Don't stop...
....pppllleeeaaasssseee???"
"Please WHAT?....BITCH!", came the reply.
Low and slowly......"please Mistress.....don't stop..."
"Master Paul.....would you like to FINISH this simpering bitch
for me?.......I'm tired of her....." came Mistress Marla's reply.
"Oh nnnnnoooooooooooo, MISTRESS.......please no...not HIM!
Please?"
As the blond quaked and bucked in genuine fear and apprehension,
Master Paul slowly walked over to stand beside Mistress Marla and
to glare into the pale blue eyes of the spread, sweating beauty
before them.
"Here.....you take the cat and work with her for a while....I
need to tend to linda for a while and get the holding cell
prepared for this one.......see if you can take her the 'rest of
the way', will you?" Marla said in a low even tone as she handed
Him the cat, then turned and walked toward linda.
Master Paul heard linda, behind Him, suck in her breath and then
begin slowly and carefully pleading with the approaching Mistress
Marla...... "no, Mistress......please......He's MY MASTER....
...MINE MISTRESS........HE"S MMMMMIIIINNNNNEEEEEEE...
..pppplllleeeeaaaassssee?"
He did not turn around to watch what happened next, but He
shuddered at the inadvertent omission linda had just made of the
word "Mistress" at the end of her impassioned and sincere plea to
Mistress Marla.......and heard the "results" of Mistress Marla's
"reaction" as linda's low voice rose to a screaming, whining
pleading crescendo........
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH............NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO-
OOOOO ........OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO...
'MISTRESS'..........I'M SORRY MISTRESSS.......NO, NO, NO, PLEASE
DON`T DO THAT TO ME........IT HURTS SO BAD............"
Sounds of flesh on flesh reverberated through the room as linda
continued to scream and plead her apologies to Mistress Marla and
Mistress Marla continued to punish her for the transgression....
.. now, TWICE, repeated.....
Master Paul turned His head slightly and out of the corner of
His eye, saw Mistress Marla drawing a nipple tightly downward by
it's golden piercing ring as Her other hand whipped back and
forth across the distended breast....He shuddered and refocused
His attention on the still pleading but slowly settling down
slave in the blocks and rams before Him...........
"now, what was this about 'NOT HIM',........my spread, horny
little misbehaving, submissive slut?..........hummmmmmm?"
"No, SIR....I didn't mean it...SIR....honestly, I DIDN'T!!!" came
the reply in a low and VERY submissive voice.
"Oh, I'm sure....NOW....that's true, but let's see if you can
make amends for your little transgression of 'choices', shall
we?"
He stepped between the outstretched legs and slowly inserted His
fingers into the spread, blond's very very very wet 'valley'
before Him and then slowly slid the lips open and slid His thumb
and forefinger upward until He encountered the hooded little nub
at the top. Carefully, thumb and forefinger surrounded the
quivering small seat of extreme pleasure in all women and lightly
gripping on either side, slowly, He descended thumb and fore-
finger to the base and up tight against the seat of the nub....
...then tightening ever so slowly He began to stroke up and
down....listening to the reaction........
"oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh nnnnnnnnnnooooooooooo.......ppppppllllll
eeeeeaaassseeee .......SIR.......aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh......." and
the pleas died away in swift intakes of breath and a careful
arching of the body TOWARD Him to lessen the pressure or do
ANYTHING to stop the effect of this simplest of all "holds" of a
Master on His female submissive "subject"................
Long ago, many years back, He had learned a great deal about this
sensitive and prone to so much pleasure nub, and how it could,
when properly aroused and sensitized, be used as THE most potent
and fearful form of PUNISHMENT a woman could experience.....while
in the throes of sexual pleasure and either in or close to
orgasm...and He knew exactly how much pressure to exert and how
much "stroking" to do to extract what He wanted.........
"Now, little blond, misbehaving, bitch.......fly for me........
up....come up and show me what you can do for a Master when He
'handles' you"...........as the gurgling, grunting, moaning and
bearing down sounds began involuntarily to stream from the
blond's wide open mouth and her head rolled around and around on
her shoulders..........her body tensing like a tight bowstring...
...outward toward Him,......NEVER away............
In the background, He could hear the hoist motor beginning to run
as linda's pleas had died away to silence.
The spreadeagled, sweating and arched blond attempted to keep up
with the rhythm of her tormentor's thumb and fore finger. He
could feel the tingling between them as she grunted and spasmed
and attempted to do something, ANYTHING, to relieve the sexual
pressure He was so expertly applying to her, on her and driving
her with, through an orgasmic array of pleasure/pain torments
like nothing she had ever experienced before....not even from her
new Mistress, Mistress Marla........
"What IS my name, my flying little slut....MY NAME?"
"uuuuuhhhhhhhhh.......Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, Mmmmmmmmassster PPPPPP,
PPPPP PPPPPPAAAAUUUULLLL, sssss, ssss, sssssiiiirrrrrr........"
Tightening slightly and quickening the stroke ever so slightly...
"..........Whose MASTER, am I, bitch?"
IIIIIIII, IIIIIII, I don't know, MMMAAASSSTTTERRRR......."
"Shall we FIND OUT,.......RIGHT NOW......whose MASTER I AM?
Hummmmmm?"
"NO!.....PLEASE!......NO!, NO!, NO!...PPPPLLLLEEEAAASSSEEE......
.......NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO........."
Tighter....faster........"no, WHAT, BITCH???"
"........mmmmmmaaaaasssstttttteeeeerrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!.....uuuuuuuu-
uuuuhhhhhhhhh...........uuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmm........."
trailed off the answer as the head bobbed wildly around and the
body arched toward Him even further...............
"That's correct....SLAVE.......YOUR Master............YOURS! So
long as I have you where I want you and YOU want to be, you are
MINE!"
"........aaaahhhhhhhh....yes Master......yyyyyoooouuuurrrrssss!"
He released the thumb and forefinger and quickly withdrew
them.....as the grunting and moaning mouth exploded in a........
"NO MASTER....NO NO NO NO........PLEASE DON'T STOP IT...
...PPPPPLLLLEEEAAASSEEE!"
"Beg, me......convince me to resume........"
"oh god......please Master.....please....I'll do anything you
want....take me.....use me.......but....pppppplllleeeeeaasssseeee
...ffffiiiinnniiiisssshhhh MMMMMMMEEEEE....PPPPPPPLLLLLEEEEAAAAA-
SSSSEEEEE!" came the expected reply.
"Take you? Use you?.....what sort of language is that, slave?"
"FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK MMMMEEEEE, MMMMMAAAASSSSTTTTEEEERRRRRR..
...RRRRAAAAMMMM YYYYOOOUUUURRRRR CCCCOOOOCCCCKKKK IIINNNN
MMMMYYYY CUNT! STUFF MY ASS WITH IT........TEAR MY NIPPLES OFF..
.....ANYTHING.....BUT PLEASE, MASTER, FFFFFFIIIINNNNIIIISSSSHHHHH
MMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEE! PLEASE, MASTER!"
He stepped back and set the cat in motion, up through the wet
spread valley before Him, swiftly and HARD, taking particular
care to have the tips lick continuously exactly where His thumb
and forefinger had been before........over and over and over...
As the sweating, straining blond arched into the licking, oiled
strands and hissed...literally hissed..........
"yyyyeeeesssssss.....MMMMMAAAAASSSTTTEEEERRRRR.......HURT ME
MORE...YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS....SSSSSOOOOO GGGGGOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD
....CCCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMINNNNGGGGG, MMMMMMASTER....CUMMING.....
NNNNOOOOOWWWWW!"
....And the body before Him arched one last time, straining
outward and then went slack in the rams and blocks as the head
rolled over backwards and the eyes slid closed.......FINISHED...
...OUT LIKE THE PROVERBIAL LIGHT............
He tossed the cat across the room onto the leather covered bench,
and, after checking His swooning 'charge' to make certain she was
breathing normally and in no danger, He turned and walked toward
linda and Mistress Marla.
The sight before Him shocked him, at first. Mistress Marla had
removed the spreader rods or bars from between the trays linda
was strapped into, kneeling, thus allowing her legs to splay out
wider, or so it seemed. As He studied the position more
carefully, He realized that linda now controlled the spread of
the trays and her legs......and she could move them wider,
outward or draw them in tight, at will.
Except for ONE SMALL FACTOR.....Mistress Marla was standing
behind her, commanding...."spread em...you bitch....wider...
...wider yet......slut.....wider.......wider than that.....
...now, hold them their.........."
As He watched, Mistress Marla began applying a crop with a
leather loop on the end to the splayed and split wet slit before
Her,......the legs started to close....and the commanding voice
reverberated through the room.........
"WIDER....YOU FUCKING BITCH....I SAID....WIDER!!!!! DO YOU HEAR
ME?"
"yyyyeeeeeesssss....MISTRESS.......anything you say...MISTRESS!"
The crop toyed with the spread linda......teasing her all along
her spread lips, caressing the rings and burrowing into the open
valley......over and over and over as the legs closed ever so
slightly in reaction to what was going on and then widened even
more.
Master Paul watched the scene in silence as Mistress and slave
seemingly teased and worked together, with each other....it was
difficult to determine just who, EXACTLY, was getting the most
pleasure out of the episode before Him.
"Ok, bitch, close em up...."
The legs swung shut, pulling the broad leather strap over linda's
back down taut. The strain of holding her legs that way showed on
linda's body and her face as she tightened every muscle to do it.
Marla slapped her naked behind with an open palm and said........
...."now hold em that way until I tell you otherwise....."
Walking over to Him, Marla said to Paul..."I see you finished our
little blond friend......good....I'll take her down and put her
away to 'hang around' for a while.......you tend to linda for a
while........she LIKES this "loose in the trays" gig..........."
and with that, Marla walked back toward the sagging, still
sweating and now slightly shuddering blond in the blocks and
rams.
As Master Paul walked up close to the hanging linda, doubled up
and bound tightly into her "kneeling trays" and up as high as the
overhead hoist could take her, she raised her head up......He
gave a slight shudder as He viewed an angry red welt across her
cheek. Straining, she tried to smile, ever so slightly, back at
Him...but the effort was sort of pathetic....she looked, for all
the world, like whipped, wet, straining and hurt puppy dog.
Reaching up into the trolley drawer, He retrieved the control box
and slowly lowered her down to the the floor where He discon-
nected the hook from the D-Ring in the broad strap, raised the
hook and cable back up and pushed the trolley back out of the
way.
Carefully, He released the broad leather strap that bound linda
into the trays and from which she had been suspended and threw it
over her back onto the floor on the other side of her. Next He
disconnected the link between her cuffed wrists on her back and
then, finally, He unbuckled the two broad, black leather straps
on either leg and tray that held her down tight, kneeling in
them. Placing His hands in her armpits, He raised her to sitting
position in the trays, knees together and let her rest for a
while, watching her carefully. She kept her head down and said
not a word to Him. When she was upright He could see a small
amount of dried blood on her left nipple and surmised that the
nipple ring had torn her flesh.
After a few minutes of rest, He took linda's hands in His and
helped her off the elevated trays, to stand before Him, naked,
head down and eyes lowered. No words were spoken between them. In
the background He could hear Mistress Marla removing and moving
the now wide awake blond to the far end of the room and a door
being unlocked and opened. Shortly thereafter, the begging and
pleading started all over from the blond, from inside the room..
"Nooooo Mistress....not up there.......no, please....not TONIGHT!
Let me sleep in the bed upstairs, please, Mistress." There was a
loud crack of a crop on bare flesh and a long, moaning whimper,
then silence. He focused His attention back on linda........
"Spread your legs and stand with them apart for a while......."
She slowly spread them open about three feet and stood there,
hands at her sides, head and eyes lowered. He walked around
behind her and ran His hand up and down her naked back and
behind, slowly caressing her as she shivered under His touch. He
took her hair, from the rear, in His left hand and drew her head
back so her eyes were staring up at the ceiling, and said........
"Now, MY slave, MY total submissive and MY possession, are we
ready to begin learning how YOUR MASTER wishes you to obey Him?"
The answer, unhesitatingly, softly, and very clipped and short,
came back.......
"yes, MASTER"
"Kneel on the carpet, legs apart as they are."
"yes, Master"
"Put your behind down tight on the floor between your legs."
"yes Master"
Releasing her hair, "head down, eyes down, chin on your chest"
"yes Master"
"Place the tops of your feet on the carpet, toes pointing
backward and place your hands, palms upward, on the tops of your
thighs"
"Yes, Master"
"This is the position I want you to take every time you come to
me to be my slave and fly for me....do you understand ME?"
"YES, MASTER....I UNDERSTAND, MASTER"
Walking around in front of her, He stood, just in front of her, a
foot or so from her spread knees and placing His hands in her
hair, bent her forward between the spread knees as He said....
"Place your hands behind your back, one palm in the other,
straight back, and lick my feet, slave....."
From below, "yes, Master" and then the feeling of a soft tongue
sliding over the tops of first one foot and then the other, and
the head moving as the tongue searched for, found and licked,
carefully, ten separate toes and then withdrew and the lips
gently kissed each foot.......
He sighed through a knowing grin as he stared down at the still
wet head of chestnut colored hair and the trembling arms, hands
and body below Him. She was obviously, completely enjoying this,
far more than He was or that He had hoped that she would.
He reached down and took her shoulders, palm under each, and sat
her back up, saying.......
"When we 'meet', each time, you will do what you just did when I
stand where I just did, after you have assumed the position....
....understand?"
"Oh, YES, Master.....I understand!" and a long shuddering sigh
from the down turned mouth could be plainly heard.
"Place your hands, palm up, back on your thighs."
"Yes, Master"
Walking behind her, took her hair in both His hands, at the rear
of her head, and drew her backward, as he said.....
"Close your eyes and lie back slowly.......all the way back
between your legs...."
"yes, Master....thank you Master"
"For what?"
"For showing me YOUR WAYS for me Master"
"Do you like them?"
"Oh,....YYYEEEESSSS MASTER.....VERY VERY MUCH, Master" came the
reply.
"This, my sole slave and only possession, is your FIRST POSITION
before YOUR Master and it's three separate variations. You will
always sit this way, upright, when you are with me, even in the
car, which you have already done and therefore know, don't you?"
"YES, MASTER!" (a shudder as memories of that returned to her)
"In the forward position, you greet me as you did, with lips and
tongue, just as you did tonight, for the first time....every time
we begin...without me telling you to....do you understand?"
Yes, Master...I understand Master...COMPLETELY, MASTER!" (another
sigh and shudder).
"It does not matter who is in the room. If you are naked and have
come to serve me, you will do this.....do you understand?"
"Yes Master.....may I ask you a question Master?"
"Yes"
"Will you have others with us, Master, when we are together this
way?"
"Perhaps, but that depends on what you and I agree to, my
slave...between us and ONLY us!"
"Yes, Master....I understand you, Master" (a long, contented
sigh)
"In the forward position, I may bind and strap you tightly, and
leave you there if you misbehave or disobey me in MINOR ways, do
you understand me?"
"YES, MASTER" (strong, clipped and very quickly said)
"And in this, backward position, legs spread wide, your back and
head upon the floor, toes pointed back and soles of your feet
exposed upward along side you, hands palm up on your thighs, and
legs spread wide open.....in THIS POSITION you shall receive
SEVENS for things such as failing to call me Master after each
set of words or answers you speak to me.........do you understand
me?"
"yes"
He smiled and chuckled to himself as he slowly left her and
walked over to the leather covered bench and retrieved the well
oiled and previously well USED cat and then walked back to stand
beside her.
"I see......my misbehaving wench! You've just EARNED a seven,
haven't you?"
"YES..........MASTER!" came the reply.
"Sevens are administered with a cat or a crop upon the soles of
your feet, the palms of your hands, upon your bare breasts and
upon the 'valley of your Master's pleasures', in rotation...
...seven separate strokes to seven separate and predetermined
locations, always the same.....do you understand me, slave?"
A long shudder, and low moan followed by a timid "yes, Master".
And with that, He carefully whipped the soles of her feet, the
palms of her hands, each breast and then laid the crop , length-
wise, up the middle of her spread legs in quick succession, as
she moaned and spread her legs wider and thrust her chest body
upward to meet the last three "strokes".
"That is a SEVEN, slave"
"I like them, MASTER........I like them very very much, MASTER!"
"Some slaves fear them a great deal........they will beg and
plead to avoid them."
"NOT YOUR SLAVE, MASTER......I.....LIKE.....THEM.....MASTER... A
LOT, MASTER!!!" came the unhesitating reply.
Somehow, He knew that would be her answer,.....He knew it!
"One final item..........the punishment for you rejecting me or
ejecting me, ANY PART of me......from your mouth or any other
orifice of your body....from the valley of MY pleasures or any
where else.........is A SEVEN-FIVE-SEVEN......this you will
DEFINITELY NOT LIKE, slave"
"yes, Master?" (a long shudder)
"SEVEN continuous SEVENS, administered hard and fast, in quick
succession, followed by FIVE MINUTES of *THIS*"........stooping
down, He reached between her splayed legs, running His thumb and
forefinger up from the VERY WET soft and lightly spasming mouth
of her sexual passage until the hooded and tingling stem of her
sexual core was between His thumb and fore finger as the blond's
had been just a short time ago.........
"OH, NO MASTER.......I won't EVER reject you or push you out of
me.....EVER....NOT EVER.......MASTER.........I promise you.....
.....I will take you inside me and service you......I won't
reject you.......EVER, MY MASTER........" and a low moan as the
finger and thumb tightened and slowly gripped her in the most
intimate and "knowing" of ways........"NO, MASTER.....NEVER,
MASTER.......NOT EVER...MASTER!!!!" she shot back at Him, tersely
and fully meaning every word as the full impact of FIVE MINUTES
of this registered upon her......
He watched the knot of fear tighten in her belly muscles and
ripple across her lower torso as her breath quickened......
...and released her and stood back up.
"Master?"
"Yes?"
"Would you REALLY do that to me for FIVE MINUTES, Master, if I
rejected you from my mouth or 'other places' Master?"
"Without hesitation, slave.....WITHOUT HESITATION!"
"Thank you, Master....I understand, Master"
Walking behind her, He placed the palms of His hands under her
shoulders and raised her to an upright, 'normal' kneeling version
of His FIRST POSITION and left her there, head down, eyes cast
downward, palms on thighs, upward, knees spread far far apart and
walked to the far end of the room to the open door leading into
what looked like a black leather lined cell of some sort. As He
walked, he thought about how wet linda had been when He had
demonstrated the SEVEN-FIVE-SEVEN......wetter then when Marla,
Mistress Marla, had been working on her earlier and when he had
His hand up inside her........
He now KNEW linda absolutely reacted, with extreme hunger and
fear built passion, to the routines He had just explained and
demonstrated. Any woman He had ever used them on previously, had
done the same. They were HIS punishments and position(s)...
...uniquely His. Something He had slowly developed over the years
after working with several good slaves.....full and complete
submissives....sexual submissives, all......and He understood the
effect of the kneeling, spread position as it tensioned and
focused tendons and muscles and amplified the sexual effect of
His words and His actions or attentions on His slave(s). From
what linda had previously done, He knew she was familiar with the
workings of the position and could do it for long periods of
time, effortlessly, it seemed. He would find that out, for sure,
shortly.
Stepping through the door to the cell, He was greeted by a
strange and wild sight, on the wall to His left, framed in solid
black leather..........
"Come here, Master Paul, and see the 'resting position' of my
little blond bitch slave you wore out, out there!" Marla
exclaimed to Him as he walked toward them.
There, on a long, padded and leather covered wall, was the blond
slave, bound tight to it, face outward, splayed in a wide "X",
no part of her touching floor or ceiling, black leather straps
anchoring her tightly to the wall at wrists, forearms, and upper
arms above, across her forehead, a wide, ball gag containing
strap over her mouth, a padded blinder strap over her eyes, a
very wide strap across her upper chest under her arms, a wider
one yet across her belly and four wide straps across her upper
and lower legs, splayed out below as her arms were above. From
between her legs came a two inch wide strap that rose upward and
buckled to a strap and belt buckle riveted to the strap over her
belly......a strap that passed through leather loops on the ends
of buried shafts that filled her, front and back, and from which
two wires ran from each shaft base to a small, many knobbed,
black box on the wall. On each nipple, was affixed a butterfly
nipple clamp, from which hung a fair sized lead weight.
As He approached the strapped up blond He could hear her muffled,
guttural moans and protests but not much else. Marla ran Her
hands over the bound and spread blond's splayed body and then
walked to the the black box and turned dials. A low humm came
from the buried shafts inside the now quivering blond. As Marla
turned the knobs the humm grew louder and louder. Satisfied, She
released the knob and walked over to Master Paul.
"You like my little special resting arrangement for this bitch,
Master Paul?"
It was then that He noticed four extra pairs of wires coming out
from under the crotch dividing and splitting black leather strap
and going up to the many knobbed control box......
"What are the other four sets of wires for, Marla?"
"Oh, those......deep inside her pussy are two silver 'eggs' with
vibrators in them......in between the two plugs, front and rear,
there is another one, laid crossways and held tight there with
the strap, and finally, there is another, buried above the front
shaft, in the slit, up against her clit, above, just below it and
just touching it. I only have the vibrators on in the shafts at
present, which, incidentally, I can expand or contract inside her
with one of the knobs.......the shafts will expand outward or
shrink inward........watch......"
She went back to the many knobbed box and began adjusting other
knobs. Each adjustment brought a 'reaction' from the helplessly
bound and spread slave......and the weights on the nipple clamps
began to sway and bob continuously as the adjustments were made.
As Mistress Marla adjusted and 'tuned' the knobs and the devices
they controlled, the strapped open slave's toes began to curl
involuntarily, and her fists clenched.....He could see her jaws
tighten, also, as she bore down on the ball gag with her teeth...
Marla continued to adjust and tune as the belly muscles of the
now jerking blond ripple with sexual excitement and reactions...
...the muscles in her neck and the rest of her body began to
tighten, visibly, and her breath, through only her nostrils, came
in quick, deep snorts.
Paul watched the Mistress continue making adjustments out of the
corner of His eyes as he watched the 'reactions' they caused on
the strapped body before Him.........several final adjustments
caused the blond to stiffen visibly and mightily, after which a
long snorting sigh was heard and she went limp in the straps,
toes uncurling, palms opening and all muscles relaxing.......
Mistress Marla stepped away from the box and walked over to Him
to stand next to Him...........
"OUT!....Like a light!........In record time, too!....... Watch
what happens next as she comes around.....I've left the devices
where they were set when she went out......watch....I'll be back
in a minute."
She left the room and He stood there watching the limp blond
strapped to the wall before Him. After several minutes, the toes
and fingers moved slightly, and then the body, strapped tight as
it was, jerked wildly against the straps and a long series of
gagged, protesting moans and muffled screams could be heard as
the fists tensioned and released and the toes curled and un-
curled.........and that process went on for several more minutes,
accompanied, always, by the panting, snorting sounds of increased
breathing through the nose and the onset and increase of the
rippling belly muscles and then a general tightening of all
muscles, over the entire body, followed by a long muffled scream
or moan and then total relaxation as the blond went 'lights out'
again.
Marla came back in the room just as the strapped up slave was
coming back to life a second time.......
"See?.....She's good for dozens of those, through the night....
and when I'm through with her, she'll do ANYTHING I ask of her or
command her to do........this little trick is my 'specialty',
Master Paul.......I take uncooperative women who may not want to
do my bidding and be my slave or someone else's, especially women
who are, shall we say, less then appreciative of sexually
pleasing a man or a woman to whom they belong or will belong, and
I teach them to appreciate VOLUNTARY SEX through long and
continuous INVOLUNTARY ORGASMS AND FULL CLIMAXES TO UNCON-
SCIOUSNESS in this fully bound and helpless position....."
Marla walked over to the now orgasmically rising blond and pulled
the nipple clamps out fiercely from her chest with one hand and
began whipping the tensioned breasts with the crop She held in
Her other hand..........continuously over, under, in between and
on the sides of each breast.......as the blond's muffled screams
and gurgling moans rose and the toes curled and fists clenched
once again and she again passed out.......this time, coated from
head to toes with sweat.........and with a solid golden stream
of urine streaming down her limp legs onto the terrazzo floor
below her; streaming off the ends of her toes in multiple golden
waterfalls.
Marla turned around and walked back to Master Paul.
"Come on out here.....I want to show you something linda built
for me....designed......a while back.....from memory.......I just
moved her for you so you can see her handiwork used on her....."
and Marla and Paul walked out of the cell, Marla closing the
door, with a final sounding slam, behind her. As the door slammed
shut, Master Paul thought about the endless series of orgasms the
blond would experience through the coming hours and He shuddered.
...it was not good to leave a slave that way, unattended.
As His eyes focused on the room before him, in the dim, infra-red
light, He saw linda, stretched horizontal in the middle of the
room where the blond had been in the rams and blocks. Only,
linda was stretched between four rams with her hands and feet in
the black rubber blocks, spreadeagled, face up, horizontally,
about crotch height with a fifth ram rising from the floor and
under her back. All five rams were coming out of the floor, and
none were extending down from the ceiling, as before with the
blond. The one at her middle back had a rubber block or pad that
gripped her from the top of her behind, along her back for maybe
eighteen inches toward her shoulder blades. The block was huge
and rose up around her sides. An eighteen inch wide black leather
strap rose out of one side of the huge block and passed over her
belly to anchor tightly to the rubber block's other side.
Linda was exactly horizontal, fully spread and very very tightly
tensioned out of the large belly and back block toward each
outer, spread ram and hand or foot encasing rubber block. As He
walked around to her head, hanging backward, hair dangling down
toward the floor, He said........
"Well, lovely slave....what have we here?"
"Alex's RAMS, MASTER!" came the terse reply.
"I see.........do you 'like' them, slave?"
"NO MASTER!!!" came the terser reply, filled with fear which was
emphasized by a long shudder through her body.
"I see.......who put you in these, slave?"
"ALEX, MASTER!" another shudder.
"Did Alex hurt you in these?"
"YES, MASTER!"
"Are you afraid of them?"
"Terrified, MASTER....."
"Then why are you in them, MY lovely slave?"
"Mistress Marla put me in them to show you what Alex did to me,
Master"
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