ASIAN SLAVE

BY ANAL AL
liter3@earthlink.net

[ part 4 ]

Mistress Chaing walked over to Tiffany. She looked the new slave over carefully. She flicked Tiffany's pussy ring playfully. Tiffany had to try hard not to flinch. Not that it hurt her, but she didn't like this woman touching her. The mistress traced her way up to Tiffany's breasts then pinched her left nipple. Then, reaching into her pocket, she withdrew a pair of small nipple clamps. She flicked her gloved hand across Tiffany's nipple again and it responded by getting erect. Next the clamp was attached. Tiffany drew her breath in as the clamp was tightened. The mistress tested the tension by pulling on it slightly. Resisting the urge Tiffany stood there and allowed the second nipple to receive the same.

The small clamps didn't hurt that much, at least not compared to what the men had done to her, but she still knew they were there. "How does that feel?" the mistress asked.

"It hurts mistress."

"Good. It is supposed to hurt. You are a manner-less slut. You must be taught to behave properly. Part of that training is to hurt appropriately. What is your name?"

"Tiffany, my mistress." she said through slightly clenched teeth.

"That is fine." Walking over to Lisa she repeated the question and got a satisfactory answer. Rebecca answered to Becky which was deemed adequate as well. Next, the young blond girl was asked.

"Beatrice mam."

"That will never do. No one will buy a girl with a name like that. I can't imagine what your parents were thinking when they named you that. What is your middle name?" the mistress asked.

"Lea, mistress."

"Better, but still not good enough. You will answer to Lori." The young girl didn't answer. A quick flick of the quirt got a feeble response. Satisfied, the mistress moved on to the brunette. Somewhat older, Tiffany guessed this girl to be about sixteen. "Your name?"

"Suzanne, mistress."

"Close, but not quite cute enough. Go by Suzi from now on."

"Yes mistress." the girl said sullenly.

"Good. Now you will all get a good nights sleep. Tomorrow your training begins." The mistress turned on her heel and left. The two handlers took each girl, one at a time and led them down a hallway that connected the large room to the sleeping quarters. Once inside her quarters, each girl had their own, Tiffany looked around as she heard the bolt on the door engage. Her room was some ten by ten, quite generous for a cell. There was a metal bed with a mattress on it. The bed had sheets, a thin blanket, and a pillow. Although the building wasn't air-conditioned it was plenty cool enough to sleep comfortably. To one side of the room was a toilet and a wash basin. A mirror was set into a frame on the wall.

Tiffany walked over and looked at herself. Her hair was in total disarray and matted. Her face was dirty, in fact she felt dirty all over. The repeated rapings had taken their toll on her. She peed in the toilet and wiped carefully with the tissue. There was a light in the center of the room in the ceiling and it appeared to be operated by a switch by the door. There was a window set some seven feet off of the floor. It was quite narrow and she doubted she could crawl through it. Even so, it would be a long drop outside since the building was elevated some four feet off of the ground. Taking a second look at the window she saw that it was covered with a heavy mesh wire. It looked like the wire that was used to reinforce concrete. Tired and hurting, Tiffany turned off the light and crawled in bed, carefully removing the nipple clamps and placing them beside her in bed.

--**--

Being pulled out of bed, Tiffany stood groggily. She hadn't even heard the door being opened. Seeing the light coming in through the window she realized that it was morning. The two assistants led her out into the main room of the building. Lisa and Lori were already there, standing on their x's. As the two assistants left she looked up at her friend. They exchanged looks but said nothing. Becky was brought in next and made to stand next to Tiffany. Finally, Suzi was brought in.

The two assistants left. The five girls stood where they were told for some time. Lori looked around carefully and then spoke, "It looks like they kidnapped you too."

Lisa, somewhat hesitantly answered, "Yea, some guys in a van. They beat us and raped us for days before we were put on the plane."

"Us too. Only it was just two guys. Since we all arrived at the plane at the same time I don't think it was the same groups of guys. They grabbed us after running us off the road into a ditch. I've been trying all night to figure out how to get away. The window is useless, the wire they have on it is attached too firmly." Lori said.

"How did you reach it?" Tiffany asked, carefully reattaching her nipple clamps before the mistress saw her.

"I stood my bed up and used it as a ladder. Pushed and pulled on the wire all the way around for hours. It isn't going anywhere. Did anyone else try their windows?"

"I didn't think of climbing on the bed." Lisa said.

"The door is out too, did you see how big the bolt is?" Lori asked.

"Yeah, I saw it. We'll have to figure out something else. But before we try an escape we had better have a plan in mind once we get clear of the building. If we get caught trying to escape I don't think Chaing is going to be too understanding." Tiffany said.

"I don't think so." Lori answered, looking to make sure no one was approaching.

"Where are we anyway?" Lisa asked.

"Somewhere in the orient, I think. At least the plane ride was long enough. Since most of the people seem to speak some sort of Chinese sounding language, it's hot and humid too. I remember enough of my geography to guess that we are either somewhere near the equator or south of it judging from the heat. And everything looks lush and green outside like we are in a jungle." Tiffany said.

"Mistress bitch confirmed that yesterday." Lisa said.

"Somehow I think she is going to be worse than the guys who grabbed us." Lori said.

"Shhh!" Tiffany whispered. She had heard footsteps outside.

The five girls stood with their heads bowed. Mistress Chaing and her two assistants entered the room. She looked at each girl and then went to the middle of the semi-circle and sat down on a stool which one of the assistants brought forth from the assortment of items along the walls.

"Kneel down." she commanded. The five girls complied. "Now back onto your heels. That is the proper way for a slave to sit on the floor. Any other way is unacceptable."

Over the course of the next several hours the girls were questioned about basic cooking, cleaning and other items pertaining to knowledge that every young girl should know. Incorrect answers were dealt with by lashes on the back with a whip meted out by one of the assistants.

One of the assistants left and returned with a tray of bowls with some sort of cereal looking mush in it. One was placed on the floor in front of every girl.

"Now, since you are all untrained you will eat like the animals that you are. Lean down and lap it up."

Rebecca was the first to lean down. The smell of the mush made her crinkle up her nose. She hesitantly extended her tongue, and supporting her weight on her palms on the floor proceeded to lap at the semi-liquid. Fortunately it didn't taste quite as bad as it smelled. The other girls did the same except for Lori. She just sat there looking at her bowl.

"Is there something wrong with it Lori?" mistress Chaing asked.

"No mistress."

"Then eat it."

"We're not animals!" she snapped.

"You are if I say you are. Now get down on all fours like the other girls." mistress Chaing said, standing up.

Lori just looked at her from under her brow. The two assistants came over and bent her over and placed her palms on the floor. One of the assistants pushed her head down towards the bowl. Lori resisted and turned her head sideways.

A loud clank was heard as a chain and metal device hit the floor beside Lori. "Put that on her." the mistress ordered.

Lori began fighting the two assistants who were trying to put the restraint device on. Lori tensed up and let out a high pitched scream as the voltage from the cattle prod surged through her rump. At the end of the scream she was shocked again. Out of breath she merely crumpled on the floor. Lying on her side the two assistants quickly subdued her and attached the bar. It had four leather manacles on it. Two at each end. Two were smaller than the others for her wrists. The two larger manacles were attached to her thighs, just above the knee. Another strap attached directly to the bar, unlike the manacle which had short chains for flexibility, which suspended it when Lori was righted and was on the floor on all fours.

The two assistants stepped back at the hand signal from Chaing. The mistress attempted to force Lori's face into the porridge. Resisting she received a kick in the ribs by the mistress' pointed boot. She resisted again. Becoming angry the mistress unclipped a small whip and began to whip Lori's back and butt. Screaming at each fall of the lash poor Lori wondered when it would end.

After more than a hundred lashes the mistress stopped. "You will do as you are told." Lori slowly, and still crying, leaned down towards the porridge and began to lap it up.

After the girls finished eating Chaing had them all stand up, except for Lori who was still strapped in the harness. She then inspected every bowl and was satisfied that they had eaten most of it.

Chaing walked over to Lori and stuck her boot into the girl's face. "Lick it." After several seconds of inaction the mistress turned towards the other girls. "Now you will see what happens to you if you don't do as you are told."

Lori began to cry, knowing that she was about to be punished. One of the handlers went over to the wall where the training kit box had been placed the day before. Taking the lid off and setting it on the floor she withdrew a device and returned to where Lori was. As she went to insert the large gag into Lori's mouth the girl turned her head and attempted to avoid it. The second handler came and held the slaves head. With teeth clenched they were unable to insert the device. One of the handlers looked up at the mistress who nodded.

The two handlers then turned Lori over on her back and one of them sat on her just below the neck. They then pinched her nose shut in an attempt to get the girl to open her mouth. Through clenched teeth she managed to get some air. The second handler then put her hand carefully over Lori's mouth and cut off her remaining air. Lori struggled to get a breath and the level of activity decreased after the first minute as she ran out of air. The handler watched carefully and continued to keep Lori from breathing. Unable to struggle against the harness she soon ran out of air.

Nearly about to pass out the handler released her hand from Lori's mouth. Lori started to open her mouth to breathe but then realized quickly and clenched her teeth shut to prevent the entrance of the gag. The handler watched as Chaing walked over and shocked Lori directly in the pussy with the prod. On the third shock Lori opened her mouth to let out a scream so loud the walls shook. At this opportunity the gag was driven in like a spike, cutting off the noise. The handler released her grip on the slaves nose and Lori began to breathe very rapidly to make up for the oxygen deprivation. The straps of the gag were looped around her head and the first handler got off of her chest. They then flipped the slave back over onto her hands and knees.

One of the handlers went to the box and handed the other one a very long dildo and strap assembly. While one was busy inserting this into Lori's vagina the other went to the box, took something out and left the room. The overly long dildo was shoved firmly in and Lori tensed up as it hit home. Tiffany watched as nearly eight inches of the device disappeared up the girls cunt. Some ten inches was still sticking out. The straps were rubber and held the dildo in under tension. First one, then two were attached, increasing the tension. Lori moaned as it stretched her vagina.

While the diameter wasn't all that great, not so more than any other dildo that Tiffany had seen in the local sex toy shop in the mall, she didn't doubt that it hurt to have it pushed that deeply inside. The rubber tensioner devices ensured that it wouldn't come out. Tiffany was just glad that it wasn't her receiving this training.

The second handler girl returned carrying a large rubber bag. Tiffany had to look for a few seconds before she realized that it was a douche bag. It looked somewhat like the one that her grandma had but larger. Once, a few years ago, when she and Becky had been visiting her grandparents house she saw a rubber bag with a hose attached hanging in grandma's bathroom. Someone was in the other bathroom at the time so Tiffany had gone through her grandparents bedroom to use their bathroom.

Later when she got home she asked her mother what the bag was for. Her mother told her that it was for older ladies to insert the nozzle into the vaginas and wash it out with water and vinegar. She explained to Tiffany that as a woman got as old as grandma that the vagina would sometimes smell more so than normal. She wondered how they would douche Lori, or even why the would want to, with the dildo in place.

The handler then walked around behind Lori while the first maid parted the slaves ass cheeks. The tip quickly disappeared into the nether region of the slave girl. Tiffany watched with intense interest, quietly. She wondered how they had managed to get it so easily into Lori's pussy and why it was so far from the dildo until she realized that it must have been inserted into Lori's ass. She was somewhat embarrassed to see a girl this way.

Lori let out a moan as the valve was opened and the contents of the bag began to drain into Lori's butt. Tiffany wondered what it would feel like to have water squirted up the ass like they were doing to Lori. Not that she wanted to be bad to find out but she still wondered how it felt. The bag slowly drained into the girl. When it was about half empty the mistress walked over to inspect Lori's behind.

"She's leaking." Chaing said and withdrew the prod from its holster. Giving Lori a quick jolt to the ass she announced, "You will hold it without letting any out or I'll tie this up your ass. Do you understand?"

Lori bowed her head in acknowledgement and began to cry. Unable to talk she could only moan. Eventually Tiffany realized that the moans were from pain and not enjoyment. At first she thought that maybe it might have felt good. She watched as Lori's belly began to distend. It looked like the girl was about four months pregnant as the last of the bag emptied into Lori's butt. The tip was jerked out and Lori could be seen straining not to let any out.

Chaing walked over and gave her another bite from the electric prod, directly in the asshole. Tensing up her buttocks against the pain, Lori clenched her ass tightly shut. One of the handlers handed Chaing something. The mistress addressed the other four girls. "Lori now has a two and a half quart enema in her. As you can see it isn't exactly pleasant. The longer you hold it the worse it gets."

Chaing then rammed another dildo looking device into Lori's butt. The girl arched her back, not even expecting the pain that accompanied the entrance. "That was a small butt plug. It hurts quite a bit going in and it doesn't get much better once it's in. It'll keep her from letting any of the enema out even if she wants to." Chaing watched for a minute or so as Lori began to relax somewhat from having been penetrated by the butt plug.

After having been sat on a butt plug, Tiffany could fully appreciate the pain that Lori was feeling. What she didn't know, however, was the extra burning sensation and feeling of fullness brought on by the enema. She watched as Chaing got a large whip from a rack on the wall. She winced as the first lash hit Lori's butt. It looked like the mistress was deliberately aiming at the handle of the butt plug sticking out. Lori could be heard screeching behind the gag.

After twenty lashes Chaing stopped, the marks clearly visible on the butt plug penetrated ass of Lori. The slave girl continued to make noise and cry. Chaing looked at the other girls to make sure they were watching. Then, switching to a large paddle that one of the handlers handed her, the mistress began to paddle poor Lori's ass. She hit the girl with such force that Lori skidded across the floor a few inches with each blow. The high pitched, gag squelched screech accentuated each whack. From Tiffany's vantage point it was obvious that this was worse than the whip. After a few whacks it was obvious why.

Each time Chaing brought the paddle up to Lori's ass it impacted the butt plug, twisting it downwards, stretching the poor slave girl's anus miserably. After a few whacks Chaing stopped, pulled and tugged on the plug and twisted it around. Satisfied that it wasn't leaking she resumed the paddling. Tiffany winced at the noise from each blow of the large plastic paddle on Lori's ass. It made a sharp cracking sound as it hit. The round cheeks were a rosy red, bordering on purple. As bad as it was now it would definitely be visible tomorrow.

Chaing stopped after a few more and admired Lori's butt. She ran her leather gloved hands over the girls burning ass. Lori was crying through the gag and clear fluid was dripping out of her nose. Chaing handed the paddle to one of the assistants and then addressed the other girls, "This is just a small sample of what methods we will use to train you. If you resist it will only get worse. I expect full cooperation at all times."

"Becky, front and center." Chaing snapped as she sat down on the stool. When Rebecca had complied, "Bend over and grab your ankles." Then, addressing one of the handlers she gave an order. The second one, meanwhile had retrieved a kitchen timer.

Returning with a full enema bag the douche tip was inserted into Becky’s waiting ass. A strap was brought around her waist and snapped onto a peg on the side of the nozzle, ensuring that it would not fall out.

"Now Becky, it is time for physical training. You will get down and give me 30 pushups with your legs straight. When the timer dings if you are not finished the water will be turned on. If you don't keep your knees straight or your nipples don't touch the floor you will receive 10 lashes for each missed one. Begin." One of the assistants turned the timer to 1 minute and Becky hurriedly got down and started doing pushups, counting off each one.

Slowing from a good start, Tiffany noticed that her sister was getting tired at a count of 20. The timer still had 25 seconds to go. On number 25 Becky's knees buckled and touched the floor. With a crack the whip landed across her buttocks causing her to scream out. Trying not to receive the water she kept moving even while getting whipped. On count 29 she still had 10 seconds and 2 lashes to go. Through a great act of strength she managed to get the last one in before the timer dinged. She fell to the floor in an exhausted heap.

"Well, you are in better shape than I thought. Stand up. Lisa, front and center." Chaing commanded. One of the handlers helped Becky up. She was handed the enema bag and told to hold it. Crying, with a stinging in her butt she waddled back to her mark on the floor.

Becky was thankful that she had made it. The warmth of the water inside of the bag was nearly hot to the touch as she held it against her stomach. She knew without a doubt that it would have hurt very much if they would have turned it on. Her arms ached and she didn't want to hold the 2 quart bag but she resigned herself to hold it rather than give her tormentors an excuse to empty its contents into her bowels.

Lisa was bent over while the tip was inserted and a rubber retention band fastened around her. Watching a repeat of the pushups, Tiffany glanced over at Lori who was sobbing and flexing her abdomen in an effort to relieve the cramps that she was feeling. Hearing the crack of the whip she snapped her head back to see Lisa flat on the floor. The timer still had some 40 seconds left on it.

Lisa too finished without receiving any liquid reminder, although 40 whacks with the whip did make it more difficult. Suzi, somewhat more plump than the others was on a count of 27, without a whipping when the timer went ding. The assistant reached down and unclipped the clamp sending water rushing into the young girls ass. She arched her back as it hit the wall of her colon. She slowly finished the last 3 pushups and the clamp was closed. Standing up she held a less full bag. Tiffany guessed that it was nearly a third less full.

Stepping forward on command Tiffany bent over and grabbed her ankles as she waited for the assistant to return with the enema bag intended for her. Between her legs she could see Chaing smiling at her. She wondered silently if she was going to get something extra. The assistant returned and inserted the greased douche nozzle smoothly into her waiting rectum as the other assistant held her ass cheeks spread. She could feel the nozzle being pushed through a hardening turd. She hadn't gone in nearly 2 days and was quite full. Once in the nozzle fell into a natural position, the strap was attached first pulling the nozzle sideways on one direction and then the other. Once attached Chaing gave the order and she got quickly to the floor to do her pushups.

Counting out loud and proceeding as quickly as she dared without getting winded she was on 28 when she heard the bell ding. The distinct click of the clamp and the hot water began to fill her insides. She quickly finished the last two and the water was shut off. Tiffany guessed that not more than ten seconds had passed. As she stood and was handed her bag she could feel that it had a slight floppiness to it, but not that much. Maybe a tenth had gone in. She was thankful that she had strong knees and hadn't received any of the lash. The water inside burned a bit but wasn't all that bad considering that there wasn't too much. And not having gone in two days she thought that it might even actually help her when the allowed her to let it out. She did however feel sorry for Lori, still hunched down with a full load, plugged up tight and whimpering.

The four standing girls were then made to jog in place for fifteen minutes, holding the bags with hoses leading to their rapidly chafing asses. While they were doing this, Lori was carried outside by the two handlers. After Chaing announced that time was up she marched the four girls outside of the building. There they saw Lori, her flaming red ass glowing in the daylight.

Chaing nodded and the butt plug was wriggled and removed. A muffled cry could be heard as the slave tried to hold back the contents. Ten lashes with a whip were applied to the girls buttocks. The other four girls shifted uncomfortably, knowing that something else was in store for the errant slave. Suzi was shifting a bit more than the others.

"Suzi, stand her." Chaing pointed to a spot near to where Lori was. Snapping her fingers and motioning the two assistants turned Lori over on her back and removed the gag. She remained silent. "Now, straddle her face and relieve yourself in her mouth."

Suzi walked slowly over to Lori who just looked up at her with eyes of fear. Suzi slowly squatted down over her friend and tried to position her pussy over Lori. Lori refused to open her mouth and got piss running over her face. Chaing watched as Suzi unloaded her full bladder onto the prone girl. Never once did Lori even attempt to allow any into her mouth. Suzi stood up when she was done. At a motion from Chaing one of the assistants wiped Suzi with a tissue.

"It seems as if you still don't want to follow orders." Chaing said and gave the assistants an order in her native tongue. Lori, knowing better than to scream for fear of getting gagged again kept her mouth shut. One of the assistants went to another building in the compound while Chaing walked around feeling the girls tummies. She stopped at Tiffany and groped around a bit.

"You need and enema don't you?" the mistress asked.

"Yes mistress." Tiffany said softly.

"Wait, we'll get to it in a little bit." she was told. Tiffany wondered just what that meant.

The assistant returned and had a long butt plug in one hand and a bottle in the other. She went to a stump nearby and inserted the handle portion of the plug into a hole in the top of the stump. Twisting it down into the hole she aligned it and pushed a rod through the side of an obviously pre-drilled hole, holding the plug in place. Tiffany watched with fascination, figuring out what she was seeing as it unfolded. She was already sure that Lori was to receive more punishment and it would more than likely be with a plugged ass.

The assistant then uncapped the bottle of red liquid and poured it liberally over the plug. It was rather thick and clingy. It looked a little darker than, but the same consistency as ketchup. The two assistants then picked up Lori, still shackled to the bar and sat her upon the butt plug, carefully positioning it as she was lowered onto it. Halfway down she began screaming her head off. "IT BURNS!"

The handle of the vaginal dildo bent forward as the girls weight came to rest upon her ass cheeks against the stump. The sphincter of her ass closed around the narrow neck of the butt plug. Screaming louder and louder she was rewarded with a gag. The assistants then detached the shackles from the bar and tied the girls wrists to trees on either side. Her arms were stretched up at a 45 degree angle. Struggling she tried to stand up and get the plug out of her burning ass. Shackles were attached to her ankles and ropes tied to them. The thigh shackles of the bar were released and the ropes tied off to the trees, bringing her legs straight out from her body at about a 30 degree angle. No amount of struggling could dislodge the butt plug. Her entire weight ensured impalement.

"Becky, kneel. Tiffany, pee in her mouth." Chaing ordered.

Tiffany walked over to her sister, hoping that she would be forgiven. Holding the full enema bag to her side she straddled Becky's mouth and looked in her little sisters eyes. She saw forgiveness and let loose with a stream of hot piss. Becky, thankful that it was at least her sister allowed the warm liquid to run down her throat, swallowing ever so often. When Tiffany was finished she stepped back and was wiped by an assistant.

"Very good. At least some of you know to listen. Back inside."

Once inside they retook the position on the x's. Becky was given something to drink, presumably to wash the taste out of her mouth.

"Now I want each of you to do fifty knee bends. You'll have five minutes."

At four minutes all of the girls had finished. Chaing then left the room and the four slaves-in-training rested. The two assistants busied themselves arranging things. When Chaing returned she instructed the girls to take the rest of their enemas when they felt that the water was a comfortable temperature. All four unclipped their hoses. All but Tiffany quickly reclipped.

Feeling the intense warmth of the water rushing into her Tiffany held her bag up at face level. As she passed through the halfway mark she looked over at Chaing who was watching her. Wriggling her hips as the water flowed in she realized that Chaing was right, she did need it.

"Lisa, come lick Tiffany, bring her to orgasm."

As the last of the water flowed into her rectum she grabbed the back of Lisa's head as the orgasm wracked her body. Tiffany was lost in the pleasure of the moment as one of the assistants clipped the hose and removed the tip. As the tip slid out Tiffany felt a second wave of pleasure. Careful to keep her water she ground her pussy against the eagerly lapping Lisa. Once satisfied she released the back of the girls head.

"Very good. With just a little more practice you'll be able to climax on command. Return to your spot Lisa. Tiffany, you may go to your room and release that when you are ready, you've been a very good girl, much better than I expected of you. I'm going to have to have a talk with our suppliers, they have apparently marked you as a rebellious one when you seem to listen so well."

"Thank-you mistress." Tiffany said and began to walk slowly, careful not to leak a drop. It didn't actually feel that bad. However, she knew that poor Lori outside must be feeling awful, having now held the fuller than usual load for well over an hour and a half.

Once to her room the aide shut and latched the door. After the initial mountain of shit had passed though her somewhat raw rectum she could hear screaming out in the main room. Apparently someone had done something to displease the mistress. Tiffany couldn't tell who it was but didn't think it was Becky.

"Suzi, you will only speak when spoken to, is that clear?" Chaing said, squeezing the bag which lead into the still stinging ass of the slave girl. She was down on all fours with the white tube leading out of her sore ass.

"Yes mistress." Suzi sobbed. She had received twenty lashes with a large whip for complaining about their treatment.

Meanwhile, Becky and Lisa had released their clamps and were rapidly filling their asses in an attempt to be allowed to leave as early as possible. The both finished about the same time. The assistants clamped the hoses and removed the tips.

"Refill this. And another one too." Chaing said, clamping the hose and unscrewing it, leaving the tip inside of Suzi. Suzi sobbed, knowing that she was about to get more. "You two may go to your rooms."

"With me." Chaing said and jerked Suzi up off of the floor. She then led the girl outside to where Lori was baking in the sun. "Now let it out."

As the tip was removed Suzi did what came naturally and released the contents of her enema filled bowels onto the front of the wriggling Lori.

"Enough, come with me." Chaing ordered after the flow had subsided to a series of short spurts. Suzi was led inside, shit and water still running down her legs.

"Isuti, strip, bend over and grab your ankles." Chaing ordered the assistant. The woman did as ordered. "Now Suzi, you'll lick her asshole and do a good job of it."

Suzi slowly got to her knees and inched up to the waiting assistants brown pucker. The smell crinkled up her nose and she moved her head back as the woman let out a fart.

"Lick it!" Chaing ordered.

Suzi moved back in. Extending her tongue she allowed it touch the woman’s hole. Another fart filled the air and Suzi quickly backed away.

"Still some disobedience in you I see. Very well. Isuti, double the bags." Chaing said and told the other woman in another language to get something. "Suzi, on all fours."

Suzi complied, wishing she would have just licked the stinky ass of the assistant. It would certainly have been less humiliating than receiving a double bag enema that she saw being prepared.

Isuti, still naked, set one of the filled bags on the floor. Removing the douche nozzle of one and inserting the regular adult enema tip into it the two bags were connected together. After releasing both clamps the water flowed from one bag to the other. The bag on the floor was filling to the bursting point. After emptying the bag both clamps were set and the now empty bag and hose removed. The overfilled bag was attached to some sort of hose assembly the likes of which Suzi had never seen. The extra appendages and associated bulbs hanging off of the side of it frightened Suzi, as she knew it would soon find it's way into her already sore ass.

The contraption was brought around behind the girl and she watched through her legs as she hung her head waiting for it to be inserted. One of the assistants greased her up with something and the she felt the tip at the entrance to her asshole. Relaxing for the inevitable she felt it slowly snake inside of her. She could feel her ass stretching as the first balloon passed through. Then a second one. Finally the motion stopped. It all felt so large inside of her. Not wanting further punishment than she was already about to receive she kept quiet and still. One assistant took one bulb while the other took the second. They began slowly squeezing the bulbs.

Suzi felt the balloons expanding inside of her, the intent of the device obvious now. She felt as if her ass was going to burst apart as the balloons were expanded. She let out a little cry at the pain. Knowing that the enema would soon follow she braced herself and began to sob. Finally satisfied with the distension inside of her the assistants stopped pumping the inflators and then released the clamp. The pressurized water shot inside of her, even with the bag sitting on the floor. As it slammed around the first bend Suzi felt a cramp form and arched her back to try and relieve the pressure.

"Now crawl around the room on all fours. Don't stop until I tell you to.” Chaing announced.

Suzi began to crawl. As the slack came out of the bag she felt the balloon inside pull outwards against her sore anus. The weight of the gallon of water in the bag was incredible as she tried to pull it along. Pulling steadily and slowly she got it moving. As her tummy filled it began to hang down. However, the going began to get easier as the bag collapsed towards its normal state. She reached the wall and turned left, the pressure of the hose on her ass temporarily removed as the bag and hose swung around. Soon, however, the familiar pull once again began to hurt as the bag and hose lined up with her direction of travel.

After crawling across the room once more the bag was back to it's normal size, with two quarts inside of Suzi's sore midsection. Her knees ached, rubbing on the hardwood floor.

Chaing ordered something that Suzi didn't understand. Soon she felt the tension on the bag release and looked back to see one of the assistants pick it up. Relieved to not have to pull the enema around with her she turned again. She thought that the bag would have to be elevated for the rest of the gallon to find its way into her so that is why the assistant picked it up and was now pacing her.

As she made a turn again she felt the pull of the hose. Looking back she saw why. A large board was now on top of the deflating bag. It pressed downward by gravity, ensuring that the bag would deflate and squeeze the water into her. However, rather than just the friction of the rubber bag against the smooth floorboards of the building the extra weight added traction and hence pulled hard against her plugged asshole. She grunted and continued to crawl.

As the bag got flatter the weight decreased somewhat and made for easier pulling, but this was offset by the increased pressure now in Suzi's midsection. Then more weight was added to the board. Suzi pulled even slower now, sure that it wouldn't stop until she was filled with the gallon of water.

As she counted out her fourteenth lap Chaing told her to stop and lie down. The click of the clamp could be heard. She gratefully stopped, but soon realized that laying on her now water swollen tummy wasn't going to be pleasant. She attempted to ease herself down and still keep some of the weight on her knees by keeping her rump in the air. Seeing this Chaing came over and planted a sharp heeled boot into the small of the girls back, forcing her to the floor. She cried as the weight came to rest on her enema swollen insides, her belly making a plop sound as it slapped the floorboards.

Leather manacles were attached to Suzi's wrists. Then she was lifted off of the floor, the enema equipment dangling beneath her. The board was removed and just the weight of the hose assembly and the now empty bag was pulling downwards on her rectum. She looked down and saw that her belly was pooching out very badly. She could feel the pressure squeezing her cunt together until she thought it would turn inside out.

The two assistants and Chaing left the room. A little while later they brought a much cleaned up, although somewhat sunburned Lori in, once again shackled to the bar. Watching, Suzi could see as they positioned her friend below her. Suzi estimated that her own feet were some five feet off of the floor as she swung suspended from the rafters.

Lori was positioned face up and a very large enema tip was inserted. She cried through her gag at the pain. Suzi wondered if she had been allowed to empty from the enema that she was so far holding most of the day. Looking carefully at Lori's belly she figured that the must have, Lori was fairly fit and her stomach was somewhat concave.

Next a hose was attached from Lori's enema tip to the hose coming out of Suzi. Suzi watched in silence, knowing what was about to happen. Then the clamps were released and Suzi could feel the pressure begin to drop. Half an hour later the pressure in Suzi was at a comfortable level and she chould see Lori's belly swollen somewhat.

Eventually one of the assistants shut off the hoses and removed Lori's tip carefully, replacing it quickly with a medium size butt plug. Suzi was lowered until her toes just touched the floor and she could feel the pressure release as the balloons inside of her were deflated. Then the hose was snaked out of her and she felt the push of a butt plug being inserted. It felt strangely comforting after the pressure of the balloons.

She was let down and led outside and showered by one of the assistants. Judging from the sun she figured it was mid afternoon. She passed Lori who was being led to shower. Once inside the other three girls were standing on their assigned spots. Their eyes followed her.

After Lori was brought in, still wet and plugged, they were told to kneel by one of the assistants. Next food trays were set down in front of them.

"You may get down and eat." Chaing said. All five girls complied. They were all hungry and the beans, small salad and chicken soup disappeared quickly as the girls lapped it out of the sectioned trays.

Becky was the first to finish and the still enema swollen Lori was the last. The girls were made to lick each others faces clean.

Chaing poked and prodded at each girls tummy, finishing with Tiffany. "Feel better now honey?"

"Yes mistress."

"Good, no sense in being constipated. A slaves ass should be clean and open." Chaing then inspected the girls asses and tits. She looked over at Becky who had her hand on her stomach. "Something wrong Becky?"

"Yes mistress. My tummy hurts. May I please have another enema?"

"Why of course dear." She snapped her fingers and motioned for one of the assistants to go fill a bag. "Any time any of you feel like you need one don't be afraid to ask for it. You may raise your hand if not restrained to ask permission to speak first then ask your questions. I'll warn you however, that what you ask should be important enough to bother your master or mistress for." Chaing then pulled out a chair and motioned for Becky to come to her.

"Now over my lap like a good little girl." Chaing said. The assistant handed her a jar of something and Chaing removed her glove and put on a latex one out of her pocket. Smearing her fingers into the jar she brought out a glob of the goo and greased Becky's ass good with it, running her finger into the girl's hole. "Umm. Your little asshole feels good. You are doing very good relaxing it."

Taking the offered nozzle from the assistant she eased it into Becky's eager asshole. Becky moaned softly as it entered. Then a click and the water began to go in. The assistant held the bag and Chaing held the nozzle in. Becky rested her weight against Chaing's legs.

"That's a good girl, take it all." Chaing rubbed the girls bottom. When the bag was empty she shut off the clamp and removed the nozzle. She then eased Becky up. The girl held her tummy which was now slightly pooched. "Full?"

"Yes mistress."

"Go let that out and I'll check on you later." Chaing said, her tone soft and gentle like that of a mother. The rest of the girls were just watching in astonishment that Becky had actually asked for an enema.

Mistress Chaing had the other girls do some basic exercises with slow performance being accentuated by several lashes to the buttocks. After seeing that the rest of the girls were put away properly, the mistress went to check on Becky.

Becky was lying on her bed when Chaing entered. "And how is little Becky feeling now?"

"Much better mistress."

"Good. Come with me." Chaing said and led her outside. Once out of the slave building Becky was led over to another building that was much nicer and even had air conditioning. She shivered slightly once inside. Chaing led her to a spacious room with a bed and a bathroom. "Go take a shower." Chaing said and removed the leather shackles.

"Yes mistress." Becky quickly showered, wondering what was in store for her. Chaing stepped in and showered also, completely comfortable with being nude in front of the slave. Becky admired her full and ample breasts. Once done Chaing stood still and let Becky dry her with the towel.

Once in bed Chaing pulled Becky close to her and cuddled for a few moments. After a while she began to make love to the young girl as only another woman could. She ate Becky's sweet and tender pussy long and softly. Becky had several orgasms before it was her turn to get the mistress off. Afterwards Chaing produced a dildo and diddled the slave with it. Rolling Becky over into a knee-chest position with the dildo still penetrating the young twat she reached in the box beside the bed once more.

Greasing up Becky's tender anus she also greased up the ten inch strap on cock that she had put on. Becky hadn't bothered to look up, quite aware that she was going to be reamed good by the greasing up she was receiving. She still took in a deep breath as the plastic cock began to stretch her open. Her ass felt like it could get no larger and yet it still kept coming. Trying to relax as best she could from the anal intruder she finally let out a scream as the dildo penetrated to its full depth.

In actuality the strap on cock had 3 prongs. Two were nearly parallel to one another and one penetrated Chaings hot cunt while the other and somewhat smaller one rode up her ass. She could feel every thrust herself as she reamed the poor slave girls ass. She kept it up until both her and the slave girl were raw. Finally, pulling out she saw some blood on the slave's end of the tool.

Becky remained hunched up with her rear end in the air as Chaing inserted a medicated tampon up her butt. It burned some as it went in, the roughness of the cotton dragging. It was medicated she could tell both from the smell and the stinging effect of the novocaine.

"Now don't pull that out." Chaing said, testing it by pulling slightly on the string.

"Yes mistress."

Chaing then removed the dildo from Becky’s cunt and turned it off. Returning to her former position she proceeded to eat Becky to another shuddering orgasm and then demanded the same in return. Hours later she allowed the tired slave to sleep in her arms.