ASIAN SLAVE

BY ANAL AL
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[ part 5 ]

Mistress Chaing awakened early by the sound of roosters far off in the distance just stroked the young slave girl in her arms for a while. Eventually she arose and showered, washing off the sweet smell of female rut. After drying off she went back to the bedroom and saw that Becky was awake. "Good morning sweet."

"Good morning mistress." Becky answered.

"Did you enjoy last night?"

"Yes my mistress."

"Well then, perhaps I should keep you for myself.” Chaing said. Becky looked down. "What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing my mistress."

"Something is wrong. Is it because you would be separated from your sister?"

"Yes my mistress."

Chaing thought about something then came back and attached a leash to Becky's collar. "Come on, we have a full day ahead of us."

Back in the slave quarters the two assistants had the other four girls standing on their Xs when Chaing arrived with Becky in tow. Becky assumed her position as Chaing began speaking, "Today we have buyers coming to look at you. You will be on your best behavior. The buyers, there are two, only want one girl apiece. Becky and Tiffany will remain here and do nothing. You other three will come with me."

Lori, Suzi and Lisa were shown to the buyers and Lori and Suzi were sold. Somehow Lisa was deemed inappropriate for what the two men wanted. Amazingly enough they actually wanted a disobedient slut and thought that Lori was perfect. After being told that the two girls knew each other the decision was made to take the pair. Chaing had her suspicions that the two men were bi to begin with and told Lisa this on the way back to the slave building.

Tiffany and Becky were waiting as they arrived. The assistant who had been watching them watched as Lisa took her spot on the X. "Good, we turned a nice profit today. That is excellent. Now all three of you will bend over." Chaing issued some instruction to the second assistant who had arrived and all three girls were paddled some fifty strokes each. Being trained better now they all three stayed bent over and took their training well.

After the crying had subsided Chaing had them fed and bathed. An outdoor shower was used with several men watching as the three slaves washed each other. Chaing came in and had a medium butt plug strapped into each girl and locked in place. Then the three were put to bed and shackled to their beds with diapers on.

Tiffany awoke to the light being turned on during the night. She couldn't tell what time it was but knew it was late by the temperature of the air and the darkness. She was unchained from the bed and brought into the main room. Standing on her X she waited patiently for the others. None arrived. The assistants had left also. Quite some time later Chaing walked in.

Walking around the still sleepy Tiffany she inspected the girl carefully, flicking the rings every now and then. Tiffany stood still and waited. "Good, you seem to be very well behaved now." Chaing then led her outside and down a path. Once inside of a building she was led to a padded room. The two assistants appeared and shackled the slave to a long padded saw horse. The attached her firmly with her head just even with the end so that her nose was about an inch from the edge when she looked at the floor.

Straps were brought around her head and body until she could no longer move. A prod was used to goose her in the ass to make her wiggle. She really wanted to know what was happening but didn't ask, thinking that somehow it might become worse. Finally the two assistants opened her mouth and packed it with cotton rolls. A few minutes later the attached some plastic straps to her tongue with cynoacrylate glue.

Her tongue was pulled out and strapped down to the horse. Chaing then ran her hand down Tiffany’s back sending shivers down the girl. "Now then, lets see if we can't have some fun." Chaing checked the position of Tiffany’s tongue against the wooden upright. Satisfied she moved out of the girls view.

Then quick as a flash a round tube was brought down on the slaves tongue and driven through with a hammer. The tube cleanly cut a hole of almost an eighth of an inch some inch back from the tip. Tiffany screamed to the top of her lungs and blacked out.

When she came around from the ammonia that the assistant was waving under her nose she saw a stick through the hole. It hurt like hell and she began to moan from the pain. Chaing removed the burning stick and then attached a stainless steel stud into the hole and screwed it down tightly. The ends of the stud had small flat spots for a wrench. The top end of the stud had a small threaded hole in the end of it. The bottom was the removable end and a round ball screwed on. There was some half an inch of play in it as the stud slid back and forth through the hole.

"That should heal up in about a week or so. It's going to be difficult to talk for a while until you get used to it." Chaing said and began to dissolve the glue on the straps. The bitter acetone burned as it hit the sensitive tissues inside of the slaves mouth. Once done Tiffany retracted her tongue and closed her sore and aching jaw. The stud seemed to fill her whole mouth. After watching the slave mistress tighten down on it she had little doubt but that it wasn't going to come out easily.

"Not those just yet. Go fetch a bag." Chaing instructed one of the assistants undoing straps on Tiffany's legs.

When most of the straps were undone she was given a large three quart enema and plugged up for a few hours. The burning and pressure of the soap were not quite as bad as the taste and pain in her mouth. It felt a thousand times worse than a pizza burn to poor Tiffany.

She was carried out of the padded room and into a tile lined room with a drain in the floor, still attached to the horse. Ropes were tied to the cross bars under the legs and she was hoisted up into a nearly sitting up position, her arms and legs spread by the saw horse. Her plug was removed and the water flowed forth.

Three enemas later she was taken down and tied to her bed back in the slave building with a diaper on. It was nearly daybreak by the sounds of the birds.

Becky and Lisa received a full day of exercise and training in the proper fellation of men by having to suck off eleven different men each during the day. In the late afternoon Tiffany was brought in, still groggy. The three girls were left alone.

"Tiffany, what did they do to you?" Lisa asked.

Tiffany looked at her friend, "'tay 'rice 'ny 'nongue" she mumbled badly with the newly mounted stud.

Lisa screwed up her face in misunderstanding of what Tiffany said. Becky looked on in concern with the way that her sister was talking. Tiffany took a deep breath and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue until it hurt. The other two girls gasped at the sight of the large stud mounted in it.

"Oh God! That thing is huge!" Lisa said, having seen many of her friends voluntarily get tongue piercings.

"Why did they do that?" Becky asked.

"Because it is considered sexy by many. Also because it helps if she is sucking or licking someone.” Lisa answered, aware of the significance of the newest addition to her friends body art.

The three girls then hung the heads and stood for nearly an hour before one of the assistants came and gave them something to eat. Tiffany, unable to eat what she had been given to lick out of her bowl was then injected with her supper anally and butt plugged. All three girls were put to bed and strapped securely into their frames.

In the morning all three were washed up and Becky and Tiffany were strapped up to the ceiling and spreader bars were attached. Lisa badly wanted to know why she wasn't but didn't ask with the two assistants moving things around. Soon enough she found out as she was strapped to a pole securely. With wide leather straps around her she was practically making love to the wooden support pole in the center of the large room.

Chaing came in with a metal box. The handles were insulated and heat issued forth from it. "I have an order for you Lisa. Your new master, and he is your master, having already paid for you, wants you branded."

Lisa began screaming immediately, knowing what she was about to get. The slave assistants simply shoved a ball gag in and cinched it down. Mistress Chaing shook her head at the struggling young girl. She opened up the box and cranked up the burner. The iron was in a frame over the propane powered burner. The handle of the iron was hanging out of a hole near the lid, much like a soup server hangs out of the soup pot with a properly designed lid.

"Tighten up on her belts, I don't want her to wiggle and spoil it." Chaing ordered the two assistants. Becky, watching became very wide eyed.

Chaing picked up the branding iron which was now a dull red and turned off the burner. She watched as the color began to darken. Waves of heat issued upwards from the branding iron. The business end of it was an intricate pattern of heavy wire supported metal. It averaged some three inches by six inches. It was nearly flat but did have some slight concavity to it.

Chaing then pulled at the straps which had been carefully placed around the now immobilized Lisa. She continued to scream with the pitch rising as the mistress approached her with the hot branding iron. Chaing looked at the end carefully and rotated the iron over, apparently the pattern had an orientation that must be observed.

With a smooth and fluid motion Chaing brought the iron down on the right shoulder, just over the shoulder blade on Lisa's back. She held it there but a count of three and quickly pulled it back. The skin was just beginning to stick, but only pulled away a little as the iron was removed. Lisa screaming had reached a crescendo as she had bit down as hard as she could into the rubber ball.

"Perfect." Chaing announced and returned the iron to the heating rack. The two assistants looked on and started giggling at the Chinese character. Chaing just raised an eyebrow at them. She then turned to the two suspended girls, "In case you are wondering it says 'Buddah's slut'"

Lisa, now crying steadily hung her head in shame at having been branded. Chaing meanwhile picked up another iron, this one more curved and quickly branded the left cheek of Lisa's ass. She screamed out in surprise as much as in pain not having expected multiple brandings. Then the right cheek was branded. From Tiffany's vantage point she could tell that the two characters were different as the flesh of her friend's ass began to turn red.

Chaing then had the assistants, still giggling spread salve on the fresh brands. The mistress boxed up her implements and left.

"What do the other ones say?" Tiffany finally asked.

One of the assistants stopped giggling a second then backhanded Tiffany across the face. "You will speak only when spoken to slut!" The other one left and returned shortly with mistress Chaing.

"So you want to know what is says? Perhaps I should brand you too?" Chaing said and instantly Tiffany's face telegraphed her fear. "I wish I could but I have my orders. Your future master may not like Lisa's master's idea of creative art." Chaing then whipped Tiffany some twenty lashes between her spread legs with a multi-tailed whip.

After Tiffany stopped screaming and had settled down Chaing held her head up by the hair. "Lisa's butt says 'Fuck Here'"

The next few days were spent with the normal obedience training, whipping and general punishment. Tiffany could speak somewhat better now but still received her meal from a bag. A week later, when Becky and Tiffany were brought out of their rooms Lisa wasn't there. Mistress Chaing told them the truth, Lisa had been delivered to her new master.

Somehow that brought home a painful reality for the two sisters. Tiffany was silently thankful that her and her sister hadn't been separated thus far. Chaing was taking Becky to bed with her every night and having a generally good time with the young slave.

Mistress Chaing inspected Tiffany's tongue several days after she had began eating again and was satisfied with the results. That night Tiffany was cleaned up and brought to Mistress Chaing's quarters.

Chaing was ready and waiting on the bed, her legs spread. "Now show me why I have kept you all this time."

Tiffany, having been told by her sister just what Chaing liked did an outstanding job bringing the slave mistress to orgasm time after time. The metal stud in her tongue did help, she had to admit that there were lots of creative things she could do with it that she couldn't have done without it.

Two nights later Chaing produced a small dildo which mated with the threads in the top of Tiffany's tongue stud. She screwed in place. Turning the slave to the mirror, Tiffany could see the slender plastic cock attached to her tongue. She couldn't close her mouth because of the seven inch length. It would bend her tongue back down when she tried to suck it in. It was very strange to have the cock stuck there.

Chaing laid back and let Tiffany do her thing with the attached dildo. The size and heft of it wasn't very much but moving it around with her tongue was tiring. Frustrated, Chaing got up and gave Tiffany twenty whacks on the ass with a paddle. "Try it again."

Tiffany, still too exhausted to move her tongue enough to satisfy Chaing got even more splats to the butt. Still frustrated by the slaves ability to move the small plastic dildo attached to her tongue, the mistress then unscrewed it. Relieved of the extra weight Tiffany managed to bring the mistress to an orgasm finally.

Chaing then attached a plastic rod to the tongue stud. She screwed it into place. It was some four inches long and about an eighth inch in diameter. On the end was a ball approximately a quarter inch in diameter. Tiffany just looked at it in the mirror. She still couldn't retract it into her mouth. The size was much smaller than the dildo. It stuck out a few inches and made it look like Tiffany was sucking on a lollipop.

"Now lets see if you can figure out what that is for." Chaing said and laid back on the bed.

Tiffany began to slowly lick at her mistress, somewhat hampered by the long shaft sticking out of her tongue. She poked it up inside of the mistress' cunt and wriggled it too and fro. Thinking it over while she was doing this she tried to figure out why it was so small. It didn't even encounter much resistance going into the mistress. Surely it wasn't for anal insertion, the dildo would have been much more pleasurable for that.

"Put it in my pee hole you silly little twat." Chaing ordered.

Tiffany guided it carefully around, feeling for Chaing’s urethra opening. As it hit the hole Chaing let out a shriek and shuddered, making Tiffany miss. Trying again she managed to slip it in about an inch as Chaing arched her back. "Damned that feels good."

Tiffany shoved the short rod all the way in until her tongue was on Chaings clit. The slave mistress shuddered with a full blown orgasm, Tiffany holding onto the thrashing woman’s thighs to keep from having her tongue ripped from her mouth. After the throes of passion subsided she began to work the shaft in and out. Some urine slipped by and Tiffany could taste the saltiness. Moments later the second orgasm hit. Then, as Tiffany continued to work her quickly learning tongue the third hit the slave mistress.

"Pull out! Pull out! I can't take it!" Chaing shouted. As Tiffany pulled her tongue back Chaing shot off the bed and ran to the wall and clenched her fists and rubbed her pussy furiously. Ten minutes later she finally settled down.

Tiffany just sat on the bed watching Chaing. "Damned that was wonderful. You are even better than your sister. I'm sure glad I kept you for myself."