CANDYLAND

BY ZOOL

[ part 11 ]

Sarah awoke to find herself cradled between her Lord’s right arm and body. She looked up and saw that his eyes were closed, he was still sleeping. His muscular, toned chest rising and falling as he breathed.

She reached across his chest with her right hand and stroked his skin, her little fingers playing with the grey hairs. She leaned over and kissed his right nipple gently. As she did so, she began to glide her hand down over his firm stomach until it reached his groin where she toyed with his pubic hairs.

The Lord grunted and moved slightly. Sarah moved her hand and began to caress his scrotum and cup his large balls, then she moved her hand up to the base of his cock, it was already big and stiff, swollen with his morning erection. She gripped the thick shaft gently and began to stroke up it’s length. The Lord’s own, strong right hand closed around her arm and pulled it, gently away from his stiff pole. Sarah looked up to see his eyes wide open and gazing at her, he was smiling.

“Not this morning little one” he said, “I want to save myself for later, there are cruel punishments to be dealt out this morning and I want to enjoy them to the full!” Little Sarah shuddered at that comment! She knew that slaves were not treated cruelly routinely in Candyland, but she also knew that, whenever hard punishments were dished out, the masters and mistresses took every opportunity to delight in them!

The Lord rolled onto his side and put his arms around Sarah, pulling her to him, he kissed her and she opened her mouth to accept his probing tongue, eagerly twining her own, little tongue around it. The Lord cupped her buttocks with his large, powerful hands and squeezed them firmly. As he did so, he slipped one of his large fingers into her moist vagina and began to move it in and out, making her gasp and squirm!

Sarah was in ecstasy as the Lord placed another finger in her tight hole and began frigging her faster and harder. He removed his fingers, shifted and laid her on her back. Then he replaced his two fingers and began to work on her again, this time using his thumb to rub her stiff, little clit.

Sarah moaned and groaned and arched her back, lifting her hips and forcing her sex onto her Lord’s hand! He moved so that he was kneeling between her legs and leaned down. He began to lick and suck at her tiny nipples, then lick down her belly to her mound!

When he reached her mound he withdrew his fingers, grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled her sex onto his mouth. He pushed his tongue deep into her wet cunt and nuzzled her clit with his teeth! Sarah’s body stiffened and trembled as she had a shrieking climax. Her Lord was rewarded with a tiny squirt of her cum juice over his tongue! He lapped and licked her wet slit then licked up her belly, over her chest, up her throat and planted a long, passionate kiss on her lips, sharing her own cum juices with her. Together they rolled her sweet nectar around their tongues before swallowing.

“Oh, my Lord!” said Sarah, between pants and gasps, “Thank you so much, that was awesome! Do you not want me to suck you and please you?” She slipped her hand around his still swollen cock, again he pulled her away.

“Later” he replied, holding her still trembling body against his and stroking her, gently up and down her slender back. “Come, let’s shower and have breakfast”

Their shower was long and leisurely, both of them enjoying the feel of each other’s hands rubbing and soaping up their skin. The Lord paid particular attention to Sarah’s nipples and vulva, bringing the little slave girl to yet another shuddering climax. He seemed to take as much pleasure in making little girls cum as he did in cuming himself!

After their shower, they breakfasted in the Lord’s private living room, with Sarah kneeling at his feet and being fed by hand. Their breakfast had been wheeled in on a trolley by a small boy slave, aged about six, who had more than the usual, terrified look on his face. Every single slave knew what was scheduled to happen that morning and all were scared and anxious to please, especially the boys!

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After breakfast, the Lord made a few intercom calls to check on the morning’s preparations whilst Sarah knelt and waited patiently. Throughout the morning, the Lord had remained as naked as Sarah, but presently he put on a long robe and walked up to her.

“Come slave” He said and walked to the door. Sarah sprang to her feet and followed in the usual place, slightly behind and to one side. Their journey through the corridors was short and they soon arrived at the main entrance to the large hall where they had left the slave boy Peter the previous day. Doctor Mike and two guards were waiting for them. Sarah noticed that the three men were also wearing long robes and all appeared to be naked underneath. As the Lord stopped Sarah knelt and waited while they spoke.

“Is everything ready Doctor?” The Lord asked, opening one of the doors just a fraction and peeping in through the crack.

“Yes sir” came the reply, “The slaves and staff are all assembled, the premises are completely sealed and all of this morning’s guests are inside waiting. They are all really pleased to be here to witness this special treat and I have set up video cameras to capture the punishment. The tapes and disks should sell well to other clients unfortunate enough to miss the event itself!”

“Excellent!” The Lord replied, “Then let us proceed, come slave” He turned to look at Sarah, only to find her prone in her frequent ‘may I ask a question’ position! “What again?” Continued the Lord, “I swear that there are no end to your questions little one! Very well, you may speak!”

“Please my Lord” Said Sarah, “I just wanted to ask the doctor how Charlotte is today!” Both of the men smiled at her.

“I’m very pleased to say that she is up and walking about more easily today!” The doctor replied. “I think, with a few days of light exercise, she will be fully recovered and able to resume her duties. Her skin is improving well too and there should be minimal marking!”

“Now up you get and let’s go in” Said the Lord. He and the doctor stood side by side with Sarah just behind as usual. The Lord nodded to the two guards on either side of the doors and they swung them open!

As the five entered the hall the chatter died down. The guards inside sprang to attention and all of the slaves knelt down. Sarah noticed that the slaves were arranged in a semi circle a few rows deep with the guards standing behind them. In front of them, rows of chairs were similarly arranged.

The chairs, guards and slaves were all facing the same direction, the focus of their attention was the slave boy Peter. He was still strapped to the horizontal beam he had been placed on the night before and his gag was still in place. There was one striking difference about him though, his genitals! His balls had swollen to twice their normal size and his scrotum was stretched and pinkish red! His cock was swollen, rigid and sticking out from his body, it too was larger than normal. Certainly larger than it had been when he had raped her with it! It too seemed pinkish red and the skin was stretched tight. The boy appeared to be waking up and was moving his head slowly, moaning and groaning. Not from pleasure, but from obvious pain!

There were many other people in the room, men and women, all wearing robes. Sarah guessed that these were the morning’s “guests”. Customers who had paid the Lord handsomely for the privilege of visiting Candyland and using it’s young slaves for their sexual pleasure.

“Good morning Simon” said a stout, middle aged man. “Must be my lucky day! I was only anticipating having some fun with a red collar in a private room. What a treat to be fortunate enough to witness a severe punishment!” Sarah noticed that the man was holding a short length of fine chain, at the other end of the chain was a boy of about 10 years old wearing a red collar, he looked very scared and worried! Sarah also noticed that every adult, including the guards, had selected a slave and kept them close by.

The Lord returned the man’s greeting and chatted to the other guests for a while. Sarah knelt and waited as the doctor and the two guards who had accompanied them also selected slaves. Presently, the Lord of Candyland clapped his hands.

“If you will all please be seated”, he said to the guests, “We shall begin”. Sarah watched as the guests chose chairs in the semi circles, removed their robes and sat down. All were naked and either had the slave of their choice kneel down in front of them or sit on their laps. The doctor sat down with his choice, a tiny girl of about seven, whilst the guards joined the others at the back with their choices. All of the guards remained standing.

The slaves were told to stand, this was so that the smaller children could see past the chairs. The Lord wanted to make sure that absolutely everyone had a good view of the proceedings. Really severe punishments were not common and it was important that all slaves saw the example that was being set!

When all had been seated, the Lord motioned to Sarah and she followed him to the last chair where he sat down, picked her up and sat her on his lap.

There was a few moments silence as everyone made themselves comfortable. Sarah noticed that the slave boy Peter was wide awake now and moving his head from side to side, taking in all of the faces that were looking at him. At a gesture from the Lord, two guards, taking their chosen slaves with them, moved from behind the throng and went to stand on either side of the bound boy, taking up positions a few feet away from him.

“Change the gag” Commanded the Lord. One of the guards stepped up to Peter, unbuckled the ball gag and pulled it from the boy’s mouth. He wiped the drool from Peter’s face then picked up a different gag which had been hanging on the side of the frame. This was in the form of a short, wide, hollow cone, open at both ends. The guard pushed the narrower end of the cone, firmly into the helpless boy’s mouth, secured it tightly behind his head, then resumed his position.

“Admit our final guest” Said the Lord. The other guard strode over to the big, main doors and thrust them open. There was a gasp from slaves and adults alike as a figure was revealed standing outside the door. It was a woman, but what an apparition of a woman! She stepped into the room, the hard, stilletto heels of her long, black boots clicking on the hard floor. The guard bowed to her, closed the doors and returned to his place.

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Sarah looked the astonishing woman up and down. She was tall and the high heels of her boots made her even taller! Over six feet in all! Her black leather boots reached almost up to her crotch. Her body was encased in a one piece, tight fitting, black, leather garment like a one piece swimsuit. She wore long, black, leather gloves which reached almost up to her armpits. A mane of red hair billowed around her face which was covered with a black, leather mask with openings for eyes, nose and mouth.

A tight, studded, black leather belt was around her waist. Suspended from this on one side was a long black leather tube. It looked rather like a sword scabbard. Several straight, wooden handles protruded from the mouth of this tube. On the other side a coiled, black leather whip was slung. But the most striking thing about her, was the huge, plastic phallus which projected from her groin!

This monstrous, imitation cock began from under her crotch, just like a real penis. It curved upwards and outwards and was a full ten inches long and two and a half thick. It was black in colour, just like the rest of her outfit. The thick shaft was covered with ribs and studs! Out of sight, inside her costume, the other end was just as long and thick and was buried deep inside her vagina!

As the woman stepped into Peter’s field of vision an expression of sheer horror and dread washed over his face! His eyes opened wide and he turned pale, his body started to shiver and he began to breath more rapidly!

“NGO! KLEASE NGO!” He yelled through the open gag, “NGOT GE GNUK KACKE! OH KLEASE NGY ORG NGO!”

Sarah looked up at her Lord and placed her hand on his chest. He looked down at her and smiled, he knew the question that was on her mind.

“I think” he whispered “That he said, No please no, not the Nutcracker, please my Lord no!” He smiled at her again as a puzzled look crossed her face.

“Our final guest” He continued “Is Madame DeSade. She delights in punishing boys of Peter’s age and they call her the Nutcracker!” He turned her head to face forwards again, the woman was approaching them. She stopped a few feet away from them and bowed slightly. The Lord returned the gesture with a nod of his head.

“My Lord” said the woman “I thank you for this rare and truly delightful opportunity” She then scanned the audience slowly, “I trust that all of your slaves will pay close attention to this punishment! We cannot have slaves who are as badly behaved as this boy has been! Let his punishment be an example to them all”

Madame DeSade leaned down and grinned at Sarah. The little girl’s eyes opened wide and she shrank back into her Lord’s chest at the sight of the woman’s grin. DeSade’s teeth had all been filed down to sharp points! It was like looking into the mouth of a shark!

“Have no fear little one” The woman whispered to Sarah, “I take my pleasure from punishing boys not girls. I will be very hard on this evil boy for what he did!”

She turned around and stalked back to the restrained Peter. His eyes were closed now and he was panting and shaking! She put her hands on either side of the frame and leaned down so that her face was inches from his!

“Open your eyes and look at me boy!” She commanded. Peter opened his eyes and squirmed at the sight of the grinning apparition in front of him. The woman’s tongue snaked out of her mouth and she licked his face, lapping up the tears that were already forming.

“You forced another slave to have sex against her will boy!” She continued. “No slave may ever do such a thing! To make matters worse, the slave you raped was a white collar! For these terrible crimes only the most severe and cruel punishments will do! I am going to make you suffer boy! Suffer as you have never suffered before!” She licked down the boy’s chest, down over his belly and began to lick his swollen cock up and down. Peter was shaking his head from side to side and whimpering.

Suddenly the woman opened her mouth wide and plunged it down over Peter’s stiff pole, down until her teeth touched his groin. There was a stunned gasp from the audience! With her lips curled back in a snarl she sank her teeth into the base of the boy’s cock and pulled back, her sharp teeth raked the entire length of the terrified youth’s shaft as it came out of her mouth.

Peter threw his head back and screamed in agony as long scratches were scraped into the entire length of his over sensitised penis! There was a hissing noise from the audience as every male winced and sucked in air at the sight. Even some of the hardened guards held onto their own privates and their eyes watered!

Gripping the beam with one hand the woman swung around it until she was behind the boy, she moved in close and rubbed her huge, fake cock between his buttocks. As she did so she reached down and around to his front with one hand, grabbed his balls and squeezed hard!

Another scream of pain erupted from Peter’s throat as his swollen glands were crushed in the woman’s vice like grip!

“My cock is bigger than yours” She exclaimed, “And I am going to ram it right up this tight, little arse of yours boy! Ram it in hard and ream you without mercy! We’ll see how you like being raped yourself!”

She let go of the beam and the youth’s scrotum, stepped away from him and walked slowly around to his front to face him again. She reached into the scabbard by her side and pulled out a long, thin cane!

“But first” She said, as she swished the cane through the air “There is this!” Swishing the cane back and forth she stepped behind Peter again and faced the boy’s back. She reached out and touched the tip of the cane to the nape of his neck making him flinch, then she traced it down his spine and prodded both of his buttocks with it. She then raised the cane back and over her head and closed her eyes.

Absolute silence filled the room. Suddenly, Madame DeSade’s eyes flashed open and blazed! With a loud grunt she brought the cane whistling down hard! THRASH! It struck a vicious, heavy blow across both of the boy’s buttocks, the sheer force of the impact pushing his hips forwards!

“AHHHHHHHHHH!” He shrieked as the searing pain from the brutal cut burned his flesh! Before he had even finished screaming from the first blow, THWACK! Another, cruel slash raked his backside above the first and his loud wailing continued!

THRASH! THWACK! SLASH! Stroke after wicked stroke bit into the boy’s buttocks and thighs! There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that Madame DeSade was putting every ounce of effort into every blow and her broad, shark like grin showed that she was loving every minute of it!

After a dozen strokes, the woman took a cloth from the side of the frame, wiped down her cane, put it back into the scabbard and surveyed her work. Twelve angry, red welts decorated Peter’s rump and thighs and he was crying like a baby! Thin rivulets of blood trickled down his legs from the vicious cuts.

Madame DeSade walked around Peter and stood facing him again, with one hand she began to stroke her massive, imitation cock up and down.

“LOOK AT ME BOY!” She yelled, everyone in the room gave a start! Even the Lord! Peter opened his eyes slowly and looked at his tormentor as she stroked her obscene phallus. “Now it’s time for you to get this up that pretty little arse of yours boy!” She continued. “But it needs a little greasing up first doesn’t it you bad boy! Can’t enter that tight, little rectum of yours dry can I! That would be cruel!”

The sarcasm was lost on Peter as he watched, helplessly as the woman reached into a pouch on her belt and took out a small jar. She opened it and scooped out some reddish grease with which she began to coat her fake cock.

“This lubricant is my own recipe” She said, with a wicked leer. “It contains a generous amount of juice from crushed chilli peppers! I call it my Devil Juice ! My cock is going to slide in nice and easy but your arsehole is going to burn like Hellfire boy!” Peter groaned in anguish as she closed the jar, placed it back in her pouch and then walked behind him again. One of the guards handed her a cloth with which she wiped the residue from her gloves then she stepped up to the terrified boy once more. With one gloved hand she began to probe his rectum, pushing her fingers in and stretching it open. Then she placed the tip of her giant, fake cock into the enlarged hole, gripped his hips hard and lunged!

With her first, hard push, five inches of monstrous, ribbed and studded plastic was forced into the screaming boy’s anus! Grunting and groaning DeSade rammed harder and harder, forcing the massive dildo further and further up the boy’s rectum until, with one last, load grunt. Her hips slapped against his buttocks! Then the terrible burning began! Peter screamed and shrieked like an infant as his insides burned like red hot pokers were being rammed into him!

“How does it feel boy?” Said DeSade, “How does it feel to be raped?” She gripped his hips harder and began to thrust in and out, moaning and groaning in pleasure as the half of the dildo inside her cunt pulled and twisted with each thrust! Every scream of pain from the boy was matched by an equal squeal of pleasure from her!

After a few minutes of raping the boy’s arse she changed her grip. With her left hand she grabbed Peter’s balls again and squeezed them hard. With her other hand she grabbed his swollen cock and began to rub it up and down, masturbating him in rhythm to her own thrusts! The boy howled and shrieked in agony from the burning in his rectum and the squeezing of his privates.

“Cum for me boy!” Hissed DeSade as she pounded harder and faster, “Cum hard for me you vile, fucking little rapist!” Faster and faster she fucked the boy’s anus, faster and harder she pulled on the boy’s cock!

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As the terrible punishment continued, the Lord shifted Sarah on his lap so that she was straddling him and facing away from him, his own stiff, cock thrusting up between her legs and rubbing against her slit. He took one of her hands, placed it around his thick shaft and she began to stroke it up and down. As she did so she looked around the room. All of the guests were now being pleasured in some way by their chosen slaves as they watched the cruel entertainment. Children were on their knees, sucking cocks and licking cunts. Some straddled masters, whose cocks were buried deep in tiny vaginas or rectums.

The stout man who had first spoken to the Lord had arranged his red collared little boy so that the slave was facing away from him. He was fucking the boy’s arse hard and squeezing the little cock and balls like DeSade. The boy was crying in pain, his sobs muffled by a huge ball gag, tears streaming down his face.

Slave boys and girls were on their knees in front of the guards, sucking cocks with gusto! The whole room was filled with a massive, sexual, electric charge!

Suddenly a horrible, shrill shriek of utter anguish erupted from Peter’s mouth as he climaxed and jets of cum spurted from the end of his cock. At the same time, DeSade gave a shriek of ecstasy as her own orgasm rushed over her and her own cum juices squirted out and ran down her legs.

As each squirt of thick, creamy cum burst out of his penis, Peter gave a screech of utter agony as the inside of his abused shaft burned from the artificially enhanced fluid being forced through it. Eight, long streams of cum in total leapt several feet into the air. DeSade’s final thrust had been particularly hard, forcing the boy’s hips forwards and she had his cock pointing backwards slightly so that each stream fell back onto the boy’s face and body!. Even after the last spurt of cum had left him she continued to squeeze his cock and balls, milking his length until the last dribbles of spunk trickled out.

There were several other gasps and screams of pleasure from the audience as some of the guests and guards climaxed too, filling little cunts, arses and mouths with spunk and cum juices. But the Lord held himself in check and Sarah just continued to stroke his swollen cock gently.

After a few moments of gripping Peter’s genitals like a vice. DeSade let go and slid her monster dildo out of his rectum. Several, tiny rivulets of blood trickled out of his abused anus to join the blood from the welts on his arse and legs. His chest heaved as he sobbed and sobbed, his body was drenched in sweat.

DeSade stepped to one side of the boy, reached into her scabbard and pulled out a long riding crop with a broad, flat leather tip. She reached out and placed the flat, leather flap on Peter’s penis, which was still rigid and twitching despite his pain.

“You are a bad, evil boy!” She exclaimed, panting from her own efforts, “And this is a bad, evil penis that you have! It must be punished, punished hard!” With that she raised the crop over her head and brought it whistling down! WHACK! The tip cracked against the shaft with a wicked, stinging blow!

“AIIIIEEEEEEEE” Shrieked Peter “AHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAaaaaaaa!” CRACK! A second cut landed next to the first! WHACK! THWACK! CRACK! SNAP! Six blows in all lashed against the tortured length, wrenching scream after scream from the suffering boy’s throat. Still the cock stood stiff and hard!

“This boy’s cock is eager for more!” Hissed DeSade as she stepped up close to Peter again and gripped his rigid pole in one hand. “How many times can I make you cum boy!” She exclaimed, “Well we have all morning to find out!” She placed the crop back into her scabbard and drew out the cane again!

As she stepped behind Peter one of the guards offered her a bottle of water. She took a long, slow drink from it and returned it. Then she turned and faced the tortured boy’s back again. She swished the wicked cane backwards and forwards a few times.

“Second round boy!” She exclaimed, then she lashed out with the cane again. Thrashing it viciously across Peter’s welt covered backside!

Several moments later, twelve more angry, bleeding welts were criss-crossed over Peter’s buttocks and thighs and he was sobbing again! Once more Madame DeSade’s hands were on his hips and her huge dildo, freshly coated with Devil Juice was probing the entrance to his rectum.

Once again the room echoed to Peter’s horrible shrieks of pain as his ravaged backside was raped by the massive, burning shaft! As her thrusts became harder and her excitement mounted, DeSade snapped her fingers. A small girl slave ran out from the semicircle. She was holding a clear plastic container. As DeSade gripped Peter’s cock and balls tightly, the girl held the open end of the container over the tip of the boy’s swollen and inflamed shaft.

On and on went the brutal, anal rape . Harder and harder DeSade pulled and squeezed the suffering boy’s cock until, with a cry of pleasure from her and more screams of agony from him they again climaxed together and spurt after spurt of thick cum gushed out of the abused cock and into the container! Sarah noticed that this time there were thin streaks of red in the white fluid.

When DeSade had finished squeezing and milking the abused cock dry, the little girl stepped back, clutching the container to her chest, a look of sheer terror on her face as she watched the slave boy Peter, sobbing and crying in front of her. DeSade withdrew from his rectum and stood to one side of him as before.

“Klease, ngo!” He begged through his gag, shaking his head as he watched her draw the riding crop from her scabbard! It was no use, seconds later, the boy’s throat, already raw from screaming was shrieking again as another six, violent blows thrashed across his raw, swollen, inflamed penis! As the Dominatrix placed the crop carefully back into her scabbard, the boy’s cock was still rigid and twitching, his balls still swollen and filling with cum!

“My, my” Said Madame DeSade, stroking the stiff pole again. “I do believe that this boy has not learned his lesson and wants to cum again!” Peter shook his head from side to side violently, then groaned as the woman slid her cane out of the scabbard and stepped behind him again!

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After an hour of relentless torture, Peter had been thrashed with the cane three more times, raped up the arse three more times, masturbated until his cum gushed into the container three more times and three more times his cock had been beaten with the crop! Sarah had seen that each time the boy had cum, his spunk was streaked with more and more red until it had almost all been red in colour the fifth time! Blood was now dripping out of the end of his terribly abused penis, yet still it was stiff!

The boy’s breathing was shallow now, his body dripping with sweat, blood streaming down his legs and he was wracked with sobs and shivering! Many of the guests had cum several times and the room was filled with a musty odour of sweat and cum juices! Her Lord had still kept himself in check though, savouring every moment of the boy’s cruel punishment but now a stream of precum was dribbling from his big, thick shaft!

At a gesture from the Lord, the doctor went up to the boy and examined him. He held a small bottle under the boy’s nose and the stink of smelling salts jerked him to alertness again! Turning to the Lord, the doctor held up one finger.

“One more time if you please Madame DeSade” said the Lord. A long, anguished groan escaped from the boy’s mouth as DeSade drew her cane for the sixth time and stepped behind him! As the suffering Peter’s torture began again, the Lord pushed Sarah down onto the floor, she knew what to do and, engulfing the end of his fat, hard cock with her mouth, she began to suck and stroke it hard.

As the boy was raped and forced to cum for the sixth time, the Lord climaxed with him and a torrent of spunk burst into Sarah’s mouth and down her throat, she gulped and gulped as spurt after spurt of his thick and creamy man juice pulsed out of him and he groaned and sighed with pleasure. As she licked and sucked her Lord’s manhood clean, she could hear DeSade behind her, thrashing Peter’s cock with her crop again. As she finished, a torrent of applause came from the seated guests!

Sarah was picked up and turned around again, just in time to watch the “Grande finale”. DeSade took the plastic container from the little girl and held it up for all to see, it contained about half a pint of Peter’s cum, forced from his tortured, overworked balls and stained red with blood from his abused penis. She tilted the slave boy’s head backwards and poured the sticky fluid down the hollow gag, into his mouth and forced him to swallow it all. When it had all gone, DeSade returned the container to the girl who fled back to the rest of the slaves. DeSade then walked up to the Lord, bowed slightly and turned around.

The guards on either side of the slave Peter stepped forwards and freed his legs. Then they did the same to his arms, as soon as he was free he sank down to the floor and curled into a ball, sobbing and clutching his agonised genitals. He was allowed a few moments like this then DeSade spoke.

“Well boy!” She said, in a cold voice. Peter uncurled and struggled onto all fours, then he crawled slowly to where DeSade was standing, sobbing all the way. When he reached her he leaned down and kissed her boots.

“Th, thank you f, for m, my p, punishm, ment m, m, mistress” He said, struggling to force the words out. He then moved sideways and kissed the Lord’s bare feet.

“Th, thank y, you a, also m, my Lord” He continued. The Lord then stood Sarah up and, to the little girl’s utter astonishment, slave Peter kissed her feet too!

“I, I am s, sorry I, I h, hurt you S, Sarah” Said Peter, “P, please f, forgive m, me!” Sarah turned and looked up at her Lord.

“It is up to you little one!” Said the Lord. “If you think he has been punished enough, it stops here, if not I will have him strapped to the frame again and we will punish him further!” At that she heard Peter groan behind her and start sobbing anew.

“I, I think he has learned his lesson my Lord” Said Sarah then she turned to face Peter, “I forgive you Peter” She continued “I don’t think you will ever be bad again!”

“Th, thank you S, Sarah” Said Peter, leaning forwards and kissing her feet again! The Lord clapped his hands and one of the guards stepped forwards and picked Peter up.

“Doctor” He said “I think you had better take this boy to the infirmary and see to his wounds, slaves to your duties, guests to your pleasures!” Another ripple of applause went around the guests and Madame DeSade bowed gracefully to them. “Sarah” He continued, “Why don’t you follow the good doctor and pay Charlotte a visit, I will send for you later!”

Sarah bowed to him, turned and bowed to the guests, then hurried after the doctor. Just before she left the room she turned and saw the guests crowding around Madame DeSade, shaking her by the hand and thanking her for their bizarre entertainment!