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HALLOWEEN TREATS Charlene gulped as she put on the costume that her mother had brought for her, she thought it would be one of those crappy plastic affairs that several of her friends had been fobbed off with - you know a ghost or something stupid like that which nine year olds are supposed to like! Charly’s costume was better! Much better! She had a dark leotard on, over which was a light fabric skirt, which was very short, it was also black which seemed to highlight her white arms and legs. Next she had a torn blouse, which had ripped arms and back. Her mother smiled at her as she added the extra touches, make-up to her face, making it seem as if she’d been punched in the face, taking time to blacken up the eye and add blood to Charly’s lips, arms and legs - Her mother had explained the costume to her, she was supposed to be a witch after an inquisition, so she would look battered and bruised. Finally her mother put the small leather wrist and ankle bands on to Charly, these had chains attached to them, only plastic but they looked good. A black witch’s hat completed the costume. Charlene’s mother smiled at her and started to take pictures with her new camera, it didn’t need film and she showed Charly the pictures afterwards. Charlene walked out of her house with her mother and met up with some of her friends, they all freaked over her costume especially Wendy, who was dressed as a pumpkin! The group ran over the neighbourhood knocking on doors and calling out ‘Trick or Treat!’ For some reason Charly got more sweets than her friends, but she didn’t mind sharing out her pail with them. While it was getting dark the friends started to separate and go home with their parents, until it was just Charly and Wendy left. Charlene’s mother told Wendy that she’d be sleeping over with Charlene, and “wouldn’t it be nice to get more sweets? Why don’t we stay out longer?” She added. The two girls screamed in glee at this thought, Charlene’s mother then started them walking further away from home, she told the girls that some people didn’t have children near them and so missed out on Trick or Treat. Some houses were dark, and nobody answered the door, other houses just had nasty dogs that would bark as the girls came near and so they didn’t go there either! Just when they were about to give up Charlene’s mother suggested one more house, its lights were on and there was a skeleton hanging from the porch. “They seem to have the Halloween sprit!” She told the girls who laughingly agreed. When Charlene pressed the doorbell a scream sounded within the house, the two girls looked at each other, then large heavy footsteps could be heard approaching, the door catch clicked and the door opened to the sound of a heavy creaking. Expecting some giant of a man to be there the girls looked up, but a giggle made them look ahead where a boy was standing in the doorway. He was made up with a false hairy chest and ape like arms, his legs were hidden by ape legs. His face was hidden by an ape’s mask, “Hello!” he said, “You’re the first ones we’ve seen today, do you want to come in?” He asked them in a high pitched voice. Charlene looked back at her mother who nodded, “Yes please, we’ve walked a lot and I feel slightly tired.” She said thinking that she needed a reason. They were shown into a large room which had been made up to look like a dungeon, chains hung from the ceiling and also on the walls, from the ceiling there was a cage like affair, there was a metal thing in the corner of the room, it was painted to look like a woman. The boy saw the girl’s reaction, “Isn’t it neat, dad had it made ‘specally for tonight” As if waiting for the right time a man entered the room, carrying a tray of drinks, he was made up like Count Dracula with red at either side of his mouth. “Good Evening! I trust you like my humble abode.” He said in a foreign accent. Wendy giggled and the man’s face dropped, “Well I did my best!” He said and then smiled, “Hello, hello and heeellloooo. Well I must say we were about to give up, weren’t we pumpkin.” He said and then apologised to Wendy who smiled. The ‘boy’ took off his mask to reveal long hair, “Dad that mask is too hot for me.” She complained. And then smiled at the other two girls, “Sorry, but I didn’t want one of those ghost things that dad wanted to buy me, and then I saw this costume and kept on at him until he got it.” She explained. The man smiled at his daughter, “Yes Dominique did make a fuss. But your costumes are very nice as well.” He said and handed out the drinks. Dominique sipped at her’s and made a face, “Dad! You haven’t made it right, it tastes terrible!” She complained, “Go on you try it!” She said to the girls who also sipped it but found nothing wrong. Charlene’s mother drank half her drink, “I think it’s just right, thank you …” She inclined her head to the man. “Frank, Frank Muller, and you are?” He replied. “I’m Brigit, the witch is my daughter Charlene and this is her friend Wendy.” Charlene’s mother said. “I like your daughter’s costume; I don’t think I’ve seen one like it before.” Frank said which made Charly beam at her mother. “Mum made it special for me, I didn’t want a plastic thing either!” Charly said. Frank laughed, “Well sit down, unless you want to hang around!” He pointed up to the cage hanging above them. The girls laughed and sat down on a sofa, Charly’s eyes were dragged to the large thing in the corner of the room, Frank followed her gaze. “It’s supposed to be an Iron Maiden; it was used as a torture device.” He said “Is it real?” Wendy asked sounding slightly scared. “Real? Well it was made a couple of years ago by my company for a horror film; I just got it out of storage for tonight. It has the metal spikes that have to be gradually moved in, I’ve just never used it, although if Dommy won’t do her homework I might find a use for it!” he said laughing, which got a ‘Daaaaaad!’ from his daughter. Charly got up and walked to the Iron Maiden, she touched it, it was icy cold. Frank came over to her and touched a knob on the side of the Maiden. The door opened up. On the back there were metal shackles to hold onto the arms, legs and necks of the victims, something that Frank made sure to point out to Charly. Then he showed her the slits where the metal spikes would be inserted into the Maiden and then into the victim. “What was it supposed to do?” Charly asked interested. “Well the victim would be convinced to confess to whatever crime they were accused of before they’re skewered.” Frank said. “B … but what if they didn’t do it?” Charly asked. “That didn’t matter to the people using the Maiden, they just needed the confession. In the end wouldn’t you say you did it? Just picture it you’re in the dark and someone is pushing a knife into several parts of your body.” Frank said resting his hand on Charly’s shoulder. Charly shuddered at the thought and then nodded her head. “Oh yes, I don’t think I could stand any pain like that!” She said. Just then Wendy closed her eyes and collapsed onto the sofa, Charly went to run to her but found her feet weren’t working properly. Frank lifted her up into his arms, he looked over to Charlene’s mother. “Thank you Brigit, they’re lovely.” He said as Charly blacked out. ---- Charly awoke to a cool cloth being passed over her head, she tried to move but found that her arms and legs were held by chains to the leather bands that her mother … Her mother! Where was she? Charly opened her eyes and saw her mother was the one with the cloth, she had changed her clothes as well, she was now wearing a leather bra and leather shorts. “Mum! What’s happening?” Charly said. “Don’t say anything darling, Master Frank doesn’t want to hear a word from you, or you might not like what he’ll do to you.” Brigit said quietly. “Where are my clothes, he didn’t…” Charly asked as she realized that she was naked. “Master Frank told me to undress you and to tie you up here.” Brigit said not mentioning that Frank was watching her as she did so. “Where Wendy?” Charly asked just as quietly Brigit looked up to the cage where Wendy, sans Pumpkin outfit, was hanging. She was wearing only her knickers and a gag in her mouth. Then Dominique entered the room, she was also dressed like Brigit but carried a small whip. “Well Slave Brigit, is your daughter ready?” She asked. Brigit went down onto her knees and bent her head. “I’m sorry Mistress, but I haven’t had time to tell her.” She said. Dominique shook her head and then brought the whip down on Brigit’s back. “Stupid slave! You know what happens if you don’t do as you’re told. I will tell slave Charlene then!” The girl said. She then faced Charlene, “Well Slave Charlene! You are now under mine and Master Frank’s control, when we tell you to do something you will do it, without any arguments or you will be punished! Do you understand that?” Dominique said. “But … I’m not…” Charly started to say but Dominique shook her head. “You were warned!” she said and then raised the whip bringing it down onto Charlene’s developing breasts. “Oww! No! That hurts!” Charly protested but only received a laugh from Dominique. “You stupid little cunt, it’s supposed to, why do you think it’s called punishment! Don’t worry, the pain soon fades. you just wait until Daddy uses his whip on you, unless he uses the other thing!” Dominique said and then brought the whip down on Charly’s unprotected pussy, causing the girl to scream in pain. “Dommy? What are you doing to our new slave?” Frank entered the room, his makeup was now off and he was dressed in just a pair of shorts, Charly could see that the front of his shorts were pushed out as if he had something in his pockets. “She didn’t answer me Master Frank; she started to say other words.” Dominique said. Frank went to where Charlene was chained and gently stroked her face, “It’s understandable Dommy, I instructed Slave Brigit to bring her daughter here and not to tell her anything, Slave Charlene doesn’t know her place yet, I will attend to her and you can play with Slave Wendy.” Dominique looked back and up to where Wendy was slowly stirring, she had opened her eyes and was looking down at the group in shock. “Thank you Master Frank, I’ve got a place that she’ll enjoy … eventually.” Dominique said with a smile on her face. Frank nudged Brigit with his foot. “Slave Brigit, you will help Mistress Dominique to get Slave Wendy down from the cage and then take her to Mistress Dominique’s bedroom, you will follow Mistress Dominique’s instructions. Do you understand?” He said to her. Brigit nodded her head, “Yes, Master Frank I understand and will obey.” She said and waited. Frank nodded and then said, “Rise Slave Brigit and follow your instructions” Brigit got to her feet, bowed to Frank and then went to where Dominique was using a ratchet to lower the cage down to the floor. Wendy was removed from the cage and then dragged out of the room, Brigit never took one look at her daughter at all. ---- Charly cried as her mother went out of the room leaving her alone with Frank; he put his hand under Charly’s chin and raised her head. “Tears little one? So soon? Tell me what’s wrong?” he asked kindly. “W … why did … mommy … do that?” She asked. Frank nodded his head. “I understand, you are confused and worried about what is happening.” Charly nodded her head, “Well you see I made a slave out of your mother when she was younger, it’s only recently that I’ve found her again, it was a great surprise to find she had such a pretty daughter.” Frank said and ran his hands over Charly’s chest, pausing when he touched her nipples. “Please sir, don’t” Charly said which made Frank laugh. “It’s been a long time since someone said don’t to me, I’d almost forgotten how it sounds, but I’m afraid you’re not allowed to use that word to me and so I will punish you for that … a little later.” Frank said at which point a cry could be heard from upstairs. “Ah, it seems that little Wendy refused to do something for Dommy, she’ll learn, just as you will.” Charly shook her head and started to struggle against the chains holding her in an effort to escape, but she was held tightly. “I think you need to learn something my young slave.” Frank said in his laughing voice, “When I tell you something your responses will be ‘Yes Master Frank’ or ‘Certainly Master Frank’, or ‘I understand Master Frank’. The word NO has no meaning for you from this time on!” “But … you can’t do …” Charly said in shock. Frank undid Charlene’s leg and then her arms, but he held onto her so that she couldn’t escape from him, “I see that I need to use other methods here, and you know what? I’m going to use them!” Frank said Charly could see that they were heading towards the Iron Maiden; she tried to struggle out of Frank’s grasp but failed. Frank opened the door to the Iron Maiden and pushed Charly into it, he attached the neck restraint and Charly was held, she tried to kick out at Frank but he calmly took one of her legs and then fixed it into the shackle there. He quickly took command of her other leg. Then Frank took Charly’s arms and fixed them above her head, leaving her immobilized. Charly still tried to struggle. “Oh, so you’re like that are you? Then I have a solution to that as well.” Frank said and touched a button, Charly heard a noise and then something was poking her in her backside. “Now if you move your butt forward I’ll coat the dildo with cream, that way it will enter you easier, if not then it’s going to be painful.” Frank said, Charly didn’t know what he meant but she didn’t like the idea of pain. So the girl obligingly moved her body, as much as she could, forward. Frank smiled at her. “Good, now I’ll just push some of this up here …” And Charly felt his finger probing at her bottom and pushing inside her, she tried to wriggle her bottom away but couldn’t. “And I’ll put some just in here…” She gasped as she felt his finger again, this time on her pussy, but for some reason it felt nice. “Ah. You liked that … good, Dommy likes it as well … I wonder?” Frank said thoughtfully but shook his head, “I’ll find out later, but for now…” his hand moved away from Charly’s pussy and then she felt her hips being lifted slightly and then lowered. She tried to shake her head as the … dildo? Did he call it … was pushed against her bottom, and then the slippery stuff allowed it to push into and up Charly’s bum. “OOOooowwww!” Charly screamed out. “It hurts!” she said accusingly. Frank nodded his head, “I know, but just think what it would have been like without that lube?” he said, “now can you move your body?” he asked Charly. Charly’s eyes widened as she realised that she was firmly fixed in place. “N … no sir.” She said apprehensively. “Slave Charlene, you will address me as Master Frank. Do you understand?” Frank said Charly realised that she had to answer him, but how … and then she remembered, “I understand Master Frank.” She said. Frank laughed, “Well done Slave Charlene, but I still need to do this.” Frank said and then closed the door of the Iron Maiden. ---- Charly was now in the dark, her arms and legs shackled to the back of the Iron Maiden and her neck restrained, what was worse for her she could feel the … dildo? In her bum start to move, in a small way it was pumping up and down making her feel so odd. What she couldn’t see were the cameras watching her, they were designed to work in low to zero light. Also the fact that a small panel had opened up in front of the Iron Maiden, behind the panel were several feathers on levers, designed to attack certain parts of a young girl’s anatomy. The crackling sound of a speaker made Charly look, but still the inside of the Maiden was pitch black. “I’m sorry about this Slave Charlene, but Mistress Dominique needs my attention, I’ll leave this on automatic, don’t worry if you get too scared there’s a grate below you … I think that’s where the rats get in, must do something about them soon.” Frank said and then the speaker switched off. Charly gave a sob. Rats how could he… then she heard a slight squeaking noise, and she started to panic … the rats could be climbing up the inside of the Maiden, then they would … something soft touched her body, she screamed in panic. The rats had touched her they had, they had! Unknown to Charly the feathers had started to extend from their confinement, that was the squeaking noise Charly had heard, the first feather touched her chest and started to rotate, the rats were purely in Charly’s mind. Charly waited for the first bite of the rat, but then she felt another touch … on her pussy! She couldn’t hold herself back but started to piss herself in her panic. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Frank walked upstairs to Dominique’s room. His daughter had the girl, Wendy, tied to an open framework with her arms and legs widely extended. Her knickers had been removed and the girl was now naked. Brigit was also there with her head between Wendy’s legs, causing strange sensations in the bound girl’s body. Behind the girl Frank could see his daughter; she was smiling away and holding a paddle in her hands. “Well Slave Wendy … who am I?” Dominique asked the young girl. “(pant) … (pant) … You’re … you’re … Mistress … Mistress … ARRrrrggghhh! Please no, no don’t hit me again. I’m sorry Mistress Dominique, Please Mistress don’t!” Wendy screamed out. Frank walked behind Wendy to observe Dominique’s work. Wendy’s backside was a mass of bruises, some in stripes other in a paddle shape. Dominique stepped back to watch her father. “Not too bad Dommy, she’s calling you Mistress Dominique now, don’t you think she should be rewarded?” Frank said. “I don’t know ... I want to make her suffer more!” Dominique said. Frank walked around the framework; Brigit was sucking away at Wendy’s pussy but keeping away from the girl’s clit. He nodded, enough for the girl to know that there was more to be done, but not enough to bring her off. Brigit had learnt well. “Where are your nipple clamps?” Frank asked. Dominique hit her head with her hand, “I’m a fool, she wouldn’t like them would she? I was going to bugger her first before I got to rape her pussy, but I’d be able to pull on her nipples won’t I?” Frank nodded and Dominique ran off to her chest of drawers, she looked for a pair of clamps and then held them up. “These will look good on her.” Dominique said and ran back to the framework. Dominique tapped Brigit on the head. “Slave Brigit stop that for now. I want you to excite Slave Wendy’s tits.” Without a word Brigit followed her mistress’s orders. “Please don’t, it’s not nice!” Wendy said but couldn’t stop Brigit from attaching her lips to Wendy’s forming breasts. Frank gently slapped Wendy’s face. “Something else you’re going to learn Slave Wendy, when Mistress Dominique gives an order you will obey it, just as Slave Brigit is doing now!” Wendy didn’t answer, she could feel the effects of Brigit’s work on her tit’s it was almost the same as when she was licking her poochy, it promised more … more … much more. She moaned in frustration as Brigit left her tit, but cooed as her other tit was now receiving attention, a coo that turned into a scream as she felt metal teeth biting into her aching tit. “Oooouuuccchhhhh! What is that?” She screamed out. “Mistress Dominique is allowing you to wear jewellery Slave Wendy, a nice pair of nipple clamps, they may hurt as they bite into your flesh … but that’s only part of your training.” Frank said to the crying girl. At that point Brigit removed her mouth from Wendy’s other tit allowing Dominique to attach the second clamp onto Wendy’s body. Dominique looked up at her father, “Did you want to have Slave Wendy’s ass Master Frank?” Wendy’s eyes widened in shock as Frank moved behind her and touched her bottom. “Not really she’s too small for me, I think you should do it, Slave Wendy is yours after all.” He said. Dominique smiled, “Thank you Master Frank, I’ll start with a 3 and then move up to a 5 or 6.” She said and returned to her chest of drawers. Frank nodded, “If you don’t mind Mistress Dominique, I would like to have a few words with Slave Brigit.” Dominique was putting on some kind of garter belt and nodded, “Of course Master Frank, I want to do this on my own.” She said attaching a plate in front of her to which a threaded screw was extended. Frank watched as his daughter attached the dildo to the screw, she was now looking like a young boy with an erection in front of him, her flat chest now adding to the effect. As the door was closing Dominique was behind Wendy. “This is what a slave like you will know from now on.” She said. Frank watched as his daughter pushed her hips forward forcing the dildo up into the bum of the bound girl, Dominique’s hands moving to Wendy’s front and pulling on the clamps, causing more agony for the young girl. Smiling Frank completed closing the door and looked to where Brigit was on her knees before him. “Slave Brigit I demand answers.” He said making the frightened woman look up. “Your daughter? Who was her father? I know you live here alone with her? And she’s almost the same age as Dommy.” Frank regarded the woman listening to the screams from his daughter’s room. “I … I can’t I promised … promised ….” Brigit said. Frank shook his head and walked downstairs, this was forcing Brigit to follow him on her knees. “I’m disappointed in you Brigit, when I trained you I knew you would obey me and answer all my questions. Now you refuse to tell me! This means punishment!” Frank said. Brigit sobbed, “I’m sorry Master Frank, but Mistress Wilma made me promise never to tell you.” She said. Frank stopped in his tracks, “My wife! She ordered you to keep secrets from me?” Frank said amazed, Wilma had died some years ago and he’d never remarried, she had shared his interest in dominating women, she was the one who had named Dominique and had given the girl her initiation into domination and subjugation of others. “Mistress Wilma is dead now Slave Brigit you, however, are still alive … if you wish to remain so you will tell me! Who is Slave Charlene’s father?” They were now in the main room, muffled moans could be heard from the Iron Maiden. Brigit hung her head, tears falling from her cheeks. Frank picked up a flogger from it concealed place and started bringing it down on her back causing the woman to cry out with each strike. Finally, sobbing away, Brigit screamed out, “She’s yours! … Yours … when I found out I told Mistress Wilma … she ordered me to have it aborted! … She couldn’t give you a child and … didn’t want me to … to have one either! … She ordered me never to … to tell you! … But I disobeyed her and ran away … I thought I’d got away … until you found me again!” Frank dropped the flogger. He hadn’t found Brigit; it was a complete accident that they had met. But it had answered a question that had bugged him for years. Why would a complete submissive as Brigit find the courage to run away from his household? Also it answered another question as to why Wilma became so obsessed with conceiving, although she had been warned that childbirth would weaken her! And there it was … being tortured in the Iron Maiden. Wilma had been so jealous of Brigit that she ordered the poor woman to kill her unborn baby, something that made Brigit revolt! “I’m sorry Slave Brigit.” He said which sounded poor even to him. “I’m sorry Master?” Brigit said amazed that he would even say that to her. “I’m sorry. You should have approached me and told me, I wanted a daughter and you were giving me one … instead you’ve been alone and afraid all this time …” He considered his words before he said them. “Slave Brigit, you have honoured me, and I am happy … you are released from my service.” They were words that he seldom used, but were part of a formal release. “Nooooo! Please Master don’t, I don’t want to be away from you!” Brigit said clutching his leg. Frank shook his head, “But Slave … I mean Brigit, you deserved it, you protected my child from my wife, and you showed me loyalty beyond anyone’s expectations. I have to release you.” He said. “I refuse!” Brigit said and then covered her mouth in shock as she realised what she had said. “You refuse my order? That isn’t like you Brigit? … Alright then, I elevate you from Slave to housewife. Is that better?” He said. Brigit looked up, “Housewife? But where?” She asked. Frank laughed, “Here of course, you’ll look after the house and clean it, but you will only be whipped when you ask me for it, Dominique cannot order you any more!” he said and then turned his attention to the Iron Maiden, “Now what should I do about my new daughter?” He mused. Brigit looked to the Iron Maiden as well, “Master Frank, I think you should carry on, teach her how to be a slave and then how to be a Mistress to slaves!” she said. “I’ll have to attend to her you know, and it will be in front of you!” he said. “That was why I brought her here Master.” She said with a small smile on her face. ---- Charly was beyond screaming, the tickling was worse now and her imagination had rats running over her front, even though she couldn’t feel their claws on her body. Her legs were wet with the pee that she had expelled from her body. The dildo in her bottom was now pounding away inside her. Then everything stopped and Charly heard the door open, the bright light blinded her. “Please get the rats away from me; please I don’t want the rats to eat me!” She muttered. “Rats? My dear Slave Charlene I do not allow rats in here … let me show you!” Frank said and allowed Charly to see the box in front of her, the feathers still rotating away. “These were the rats you felt, just feathers, the others were just in your mind!” He explained. He undid the shackles holding Charlene’s legs and arms and then the clasp around her neck was released. “Now Slave Charlene this may hurt slightly!” he said and lowered the dildo from her ass. The wide head came out of her body with a ‘pop!’ Frank sniffed slightly and then turned to where Charly’s mother was kneeling. “Brigit I want you to wash your daughter and then give her an enema, make sure she is clean before she returns to me. You will find the bathroom upstairs and to the right.” Brigit bowed again and got to her feet. She grabbed hold of Charly’s arm. “You’ve made a mess of yourself, I think you should be ashamed!” she said as she took her daughter out of the room. Frank turned on his television; the station in tune was the bathroom, in living colour. ---- Brigit opened the door and pulled Charlene into the room, wetting a cloth she washed her daughters’ legs, removing the sheen of piss that remained there, then she sat the girl on the toilet. “Master Frank said you have to be cleaned out and that will happen!” Charly started to sob “But mommy, why are you doing this? Why?” She asked her mother. Brigit sighed, “Because I’m short of money, Master Frank paid me and Sally a lot of money to have our children to train. He’s not a bad man really. As long as you do as he says.” She told her daughter. Then she started making a large bag of water and soap mixture while Charlene watched, not understanding what was happening, “This, Slave Charlene, is called an enema. It is made up to wash out your insides.” Charly looked in disgust, “I’m not drinking all that!” She said which made Brigit laugh. “Oh no Slave Charlene, you don’t drink it. I take this nozzle and push it into your body … do you know where?” Brigit’s face had altered slightly; there was a animal like look to it now. Charly didn’t have to think, her bum was still hurting from where that dildo had been, she turned around to show her mother her bottom. Brigit smiled, “That’s right Slave Charlene, it goes into you bottom and fills up your insides with this soapy water. I push a butt-plug into you and then you run around mixing the water with whatever is inside you. Then you come back here and empty your bum in the toilet.” “Bu… but that’s nasty.” Charly said and then received a smack on her face. “No Salve Charlene; that is something that you will become used to. Master insists that all slaves are clean inside and out! Now the mix is ready come here and bend over!” Brigit commanded Charly recognised that voice and knew she couldn’t disobey her. Brigit smiled as she showed Charly the nozzle that would be entering her body, before she went behind her daughter and then pushed the nozzle, gently but firmly, into Charly’s bum, making sure it wouldn’t slide out as she opened the valve to allow the soapy mixture into her daughter’s anal channel. At first it felt weird, the nozzle seemed to fit her bum without hurting it – the dildo motions had opened her anus and stretched the sphincter muscle for her – and then the liquid started to pour in. Charly eyes opened and she looked up at the bag, her body felt really full but there was still over half the bag to fill. “Mom?” She started to say but Brigit shook her head, “Not a word or Master Frank will put you back in that thing!” She said. Charly gritted her teeth as her body began to complain about it’s treatment, but she didn’t want to return to that Iron Maiden again, especially if she still had this stuff inside her. Eventually the bag was empty and Charly started to breathe again, but then Brigit told her to hold her bum closed as the nozzle was pulled out, although Charly tried a little liquid spilled out, but Brigit was quick enough to push a plug into her daughter’s bum. “Stand up Slave Charlene!” Brigit commanded and put her hand on Charly’s back to force the girl up into a straight position. This action made Charly’s body ache as the liquid started moving inside her, almost like having a living thing inside her. “Alright Slave Charlene start moving! Go out of this door and run to the end of the corridor, when you reach the end of it run back here again, then turn around and keep running until I call you back in.” Brigit told her daughter. Charly looked at her mother and then moved out of the door, it was difficult to walk and she was expected to run … but how could she … The crack of a leather belt on Charly’s backside caused the girl to cry out and look behind her. Brigit was standing there. “I told you to run, you can do it but it’s painful. NOW RUN” She shouted at Charly who, in her fear, began to run down the corridor as she had been told. ---- Frank laughed as he saw Charlene’s face when Brigit lashed her, there was more to Brigit than he knew, and maybe it was the time she spent away from his control? Plus the added burden of looking after a young girl. Wendy’s cries from upstairs made him realise how much daughters needed attention. He walked out of the room and then upstairs to check on Dominique. The sobbing Charlene passed him without seeing him in her pain. She would deserve another punishment for that! Frank mused to himself and then opened the door to Dominique’s room. Wendy was struggling in her bonds as Dominique pushed the strap-on dildo into Wendy’s ass, Dominique looked up as Frank entered, “She’s taken an eight Master Frank! You could take her now!” She said excitedly. “Is that what you want Mistress Dominique?” Frank asked his daughter who nodded. “Oh yes Master Frank, she needs to feel a real cock as it squirts inside her bum!” Dominique said which made Wendy’s eyes widen in fear. “Oh please sir, don’t let her do that to me! I haven’t been bad!” Wendy said and then screamed as Dominique pushed cruelly into her backside again. “You will address Master Frank correctly, Slave Wendy. And punishment doesn’t mean you’ve been good or bad. It’s up to me!” Dominique said as she pounded the false cock into the screaming girls’ anus. Frank waited until Wendy started to slacken in her bonds. “Mistress Dominique, I think Slave Wendy requires a few moments to recover. If you use her too often it will lessen the effect on her and you won’t enjoy her as much.” He told his daughter. Dominique nodded, “Yes Master Frank, I remember.” She said and pulled out of the wilting girls’ body. “You just relax Slave Wendy, I’ll get back to you later! I’ve got to use this on Slave Brigit!” She said to her father. Frank sighed, “Ah, well there I’m afraid you’re going to be disappointed. Brigit is no longer a slave, she has progressed beyond that.” He said. “What! But Daddy! ...” Dominique started to protest but was taken by the arm out of her room, away from where Wendy was still on the frame. “You know Slave Dominique I should punish you for stepping out of character, but at the moment I will allow you a small reprieve. Slave Brigit saved a girl’s life, something I wasn’t aware of, it took great courage to do that and so I’ve granted her release from my service.” Dominique started to protest but Frank stopped her, “She wants to remain with me and so I’ve made her our housekeeper, you cannot order her about as she’s going to be a surrogate mother for you, Slave Wendy and Slave Charlene. I will be the only one allowed to punish her, do you understand Slave Dominique?” Frank said. Annoyed at losing the opportunity of punishing a woman Dominique knew her father had overall control, “I understand Master Frank!” She said and bowed. Frank smiled, “That’s my Dommy, now Slave Charlene has just received her first enema, shall we see how she reacts now?” He said hugging his daughter, he didn’t notice how, as they walked to the bathroom, Dominique glanced to her bedroom. ---- Frank entered the bathroom with Dominique in tow, Charlene was squatting over the toilet as Brigit pulled the butt-plug out of her daughter’s ass. “Let it go now Slave Charlene!” Brigit ordered her daughter who sobbed and relaxed, the noise of the liquid mixture flowing out of her sounded loud in the small room. “Crumbs! What a stink she makes!” Dominique said in a scathing tone, which made Charlene cry even louder. “Well Mistress Dominique, what else can you expect? Slave Charlene has never had a real enema before. She’ll smell better when she’s more used to them.” Frank said keeping his eyes on Charlene as she realised that she would be here for some time. Frank looked at Brigit who had another cloth ready to wipe her daughter’s backside clean, “Bring her downstairs Brigit, and get her ready for my cock!” Frank said. Brigit smiled “Certainly Master Frank.” She said. Frank turned and walked out of the bathroom. Dominique remained to watch Brigits administrations to her daughter’s bum. “Clean her good Housekeep Brigit, Master Frank doesn’t want to have any crap on him!” Dominique said making sure that Charlene could hear her. “Of course Mistress Dominique!” Brigit said as if annoyed at such a comment. Dominique smiled and skipped out of the bathroom, the almost perfect image of a young girl, although her clothing did ruin the effect. ---- Frank was standing in the center of the room when Brigit brought Charlene down the stairs. He watched as she took her unresisting daughter to a half-bed affair. The base was just long enough to support the lower back of the person. The headboard had holes in it through which Charlene’s arms were placed and then held by the leather wrist bands still attached to her. Brigit then placed a pillow under Charlene’s head so that she could see down her body to her exposed pussy. Now Brigit brought Charlene’s legs up in a splits formation and then fixed them to the headboard. This allowed Charlene’s lower body to be exposed completely, her chest with her budding tits were also available to be attacked. Brigit stood back to allow Frank to inspect Charlene. The young girl began to cry as she felt his hands on her chest, moulding her forming breasts, then he licked the nipples that were on display to him. Dropping his hands down her body he touched her pussy, pushing his finger inside her until he could feel the hymen hidden inside Charlene’s body, she tried to move up the bed and away from his touch, but was unable to. “You will never refuse my touch again Slave Charlene!” Frank said and gestured to Brigit who produced a taws for his use. “This will be your punishment for that, and also for your disrespectful attitude when I passed you on the first floor.” He said Charlene was puzzled, she hadn’t seen anyone on the corridor as she was almost doubled over in pain from the enema. Then she realised that she had passed someone, was that Master Frank? (even at this early stage she was starting to call him that in her mind). Frank raised the taws and then brought it down, hard, onto Charlene’s bum. Causing the girl to cry out. “You … (Strike and scream from Charlene) Will … Never … Ignore … Any … Master … Or … Mistress … Again!” Frank said hitting Charlene on her bum which each word – A total of 10 strikes with the taws. Frank could hold back no longer, he removed his shorts revealing his cock to Charlene, this was the first one she had ever seen and it seemed to be so large, ‘how was he supposed to put that inside her?’ she wondered. And then she found out as he positioned his cock on her abused anus, pushing it inside her body as had the dildo when she was in the Iron Maiden. He began slowly easing his cock inside the velvet glove that was her colon, forcing her body to accept him. Once he had fully penetrated the young girl he slowly pulled out until his cock was almost completely exposed, then he pushed it back into her, after a few more pumps like this he then pulled out before slamming his body back into her like a jack-hammer. This he did until he couldn’t hold himself back and started to inundate her colon with his seed - holding himself tight against her bottom, making her feel the full length of him in her and also the spurts of his cumming inside her. As he pulled out a small amount of sperm started to dribble out of Charlene’s anus, Frank could see Brigit’s eyes looking at it, “Housekeeper Brigit, do you want to taste Slave Charlene’s bum?” He asked her. “Please Master Frank, I want to taste you sperm again.” Brigit said presenting Frank with a warm moist cloth to wipe his cock clean. With a laugh Frank gave his permission to Brigit who almost swooped onto her daughter’s backside. Dominique almost looked bored, “Master Frank, can I go and see to Slave Wendy? I want to pop her cherry!” She said. Frank nodded his head, “Make sure she likes it, that way she’ll let you do her again, you don’t always have to torture your Slaves.” Frank said to his daughter. Dominique looked back at her father, “What about Slave Charlene’s cunt Master Frank, will you be taking her as well?” Frank thought for a moment and looked at the time, “Maybe tomorrow, it’s almost midnight and Halloween’s almost over. She’s had her trick and so tomorrow will be the time for her treat.” He said leaving the mother and his daughter to relax. |